You were with her as a child. You were with her as an infant. Now join Spirit on her passageway to adulthood in "Goes A Long Way". Once again, I don't own Six, Rex, or any of Man of Action's characters, locations, or machinery. If I did, Six and Rex would be having A LOT more sex…
Spirit and Rex flopped gracelessly onto the dojo floor. They panted and stared up at Six in disbelief. Rex knew his husband was at the peak of human fitness but it was pretty bad when a thirty-eight-year-old could take on a twenty-six-year-old and an eighteen-year-old and kick their asses no problem. Spirit stared up at her father in awe and annoyance.
'How can someone so old be such an energizer bunny?!'
It was so not fair…
Six nonchalantly gulped down his water and looked down at his daughter and husband in a combination of amusement and annoyance. Rex was ready to throw in the towel, but Spirit was ready for more. His daughter was determined to be a strong and effective even if it killed her! She was such infuriatingly stubborn little creature…
"Rex, hit the shower."
"Oh thank God," the Latino muttered as he dragged his exhausted ass out of the dojo.
"You and me, baby," the older man said with a smirk.
Spirit mirrored his smirk and dropped into a fighting stance. They sized each other up, waiting for the other to make the first move. Six could normally wait for an eternity but he chose to attack instead. Spirit learned best through imitation. So he would use her moves from the previous fight against her while she would use his against him.
When he charged she leaped out of the way and used her katana to knock him off balance then kicked him in the chest. Six barely missed being skewered. A small smirk made its way on to his face as she mastered his moves and bested him in this round of combat. This exercise enabled her to not only learn a few new moves but also to learn from her mistakes. In this instance she had left herself too open.
Yet despite learning his moves, Spirit soon found herself disarmed and flat on her back. Tears began to sting her eyes as she slammed her fist against the tatami mat on the dojo floor. She reached for her katana only to have it kicked away from her.
"No. Enough. If you keep pushing yourself you'll too worn out for tomorrow's lesson," Six cautioned firmly, "Get some rest."
He watched as his daughter glared up at him in frustration and determination. She sighed and headed for the door once she realized he wasn't going to give in. Even though she could heal her muscles still ached. The teen lazily stretched as she headed to her room, causing her back to pop in all the right places.
Spirit was fast…
She was strong…
She was skilled…
But she was nothing compared to her father. The man was a legend and she was determined to be just like him. She wanted to become faster, stronger, smarter, and just all around better at her job. Sure, Spirit could heal herself and others, but maybe if she were just a little better than they wouldn't have gotten injured in the first place. More importantly, she wanted to protect her family so her fathers could spend the rest of their lives together in their vineyard.
The young woman stripped and got into the shower with a sigh.
Six was tempted to train a bit longer but it was probably a good idea to check on his husband. Rex tended to be a bit of a baby when it came to pain though Six suspected that it had more to do with wanting a massage…
The door to their room slid up, revealing his husband sprawled out on their bed in his pajama pants. His hair was still a little damp from the shower.
"Siiiiiiix," Rex whined.
The agent snorted in amusement, "After a shower."
The Latino pouted and attempted to wait patiently as he sunk back into the bed. It took him an impressive five minutes before he gave up and went in search of the man he loved. Comfy pants were quickly shed and the door sneakily opened.
Six found himself with an extra set of hands washing his privates while he lathered up his chest.
The older man smirked in amusement, "I already washed that…"
"Maybe you missed a spot…"
"I thought your back hurt?"
"Eh. It's not that bad…"
Six leaned back, resting his head on Rex's shoulder with a sigh. He was torn between wanting Rex to continue with his ministrations or stopping him so they could properly enjoy this together.
"So… Valentine's Day is coming up," the Latino interrupted his thoughts.
"Hm?"
"I don't suppose you have anything planned?"
"Well, I might have a few things planned…"
Rex snorted, "You always plan something big a year in advance."
"Are you saying you want a trade?"
"No way. I rock Christmas and this one is going to be big!"
Six smirked at his enthusiasm, "Are you going to talk my ear off or are you going to kiss me?"
"Well if you insist…" Rex rinsed him off and got on his knees.
This husband gasped as a hot tongue tentatively met with the sensitive flesh of his cock. He glanced down and found himself staring into a pair of adoring wine colored eyes. His hands sank into Rex's hair and a moan escaped his lips. Six waited until Rex had pulled back to his tip before gently tilting the younger man's head up. He leaned down to meet his lips.
"Something wrong," Rex asked.
"Not that I don't appreciate the gesture… I want you to cum with me."
A chill raced down Rex's spine…
Six wasn't a man of many kinks. His number one favorites were delayed orgasm, bondage, and being dominated. That's right, Mr. Calm and in Control loved to be dominated in the bedroom, kitchen, alley, jump jet, hangar, battlefield… Just about wherever they happened to be…
Rex hated delayed orgasm at first, but he had to agree that it greatly prolonged the pleasure and the bit of insanity he suffered was totally worth it. Bondage was generally kept simple with handcuffs or his belt. His silk tie was always the blindfold.
The Latino pressed their cocks together and very slowly worked their shafts while he waited for Six to finish washing his hair. He practically jumped his husband once the water was shut off. Six was brilliant at romance while Rex was the master of sexual creativity and he had a new build that he was dying to try out.
"Rex! Let me dry off! It's cold…"
"You won't be cold for long…"
Six gave him an intrigued yet annoyed look that was completely erased when Rex grabbed him by the cock and lead him to the bed. The Latino barely kept from laughing when he saw the bright red staining his love's cheeks. He grabbed Six's belt and tie then found the agent's wrists together and covered his eyes.
Rex smirked as he shoved Six onto the bed and grabbed some lube. He worked Six's entrance as he worked his own shaft. He was so happy that Six couldn't see his face right now. The whole world knew that Rex had a terrible poker face and there was just no keeping the grin off his lips tonight. This new build of his was magnificent! The Latino wondered what took him so long to make one…
Six gasped as he felt something foreign on the tip of Rex's cock. The Latino didn't give him a chance to even process it before pushing in. Rex grinned as he watched Six writhe under him. His love's muscles strained beautifully against the makeshift restraints as Rex's Prince Albert build massaged his prostate.
"Ah! Rex," Six protested out of shock.
The grin on Rex's face grew as he ignored his husband and began to slowly move his hips and the "piercing" turned on. A whimper escaped Six's lips and made the Latino freeze momentarily. It was rare that Six whimpered even while being dominated. He would moan, grunt, groan, or even purr encouragements and sweet nothings in French. Whimpers were very good though. They were a good indication that he was doing something amazing.
Six struggled against the restraints in vain. He wanted so badly to get his hands on Rex's ass and force his husband to go faster and harder. But the younger man continued at his languid pace and kept the vibrations low. Still, it was a double assault against his prostate, both massaging and vibrating.
Six's fingertips brushed against Rex's chest and torso. The Latino let out a small giggle as angled his love's hips that certain special way. The way that would allow him to go deeper and harder…
"Oh mon beauté exotique. Comment vous me gâtez dans ces façons magnifiques," Six groaned out.
Rex's thrusts became deeper and longer, allowing ample contact between prostate and Prince Albert. The vibration went up a notch and a second feature was added to Rex's anatomy. A cock ring…
The Latino leaned in and whispered, "Siempre, mi amor. Usted merece ser atesorado y complació…"
His hand wrapped firmly around his love's aching cock as he leaned forward to place a sweet kiss on Six's lips. His husband returned the kiss eagerly, silently cursing that he was unable to properly lay a hand on his love or else his fingers would be buried in his feathery soft raven hair. The kiss grew as deep and as passionate as the thrusts and Six grunted in frustration at not being able to touch him in return.
The bed groaned loudly and so did Six as Rex broke from the kiss and began to pound into him like a jackhammer. The vibrations grew in intensity and blindfold made the sensation so much stronger.
Six eventually came with a strangled yet embarrassingly loud, "Rex!"
His husband quickly followed with an "Alejandro," and a low moan.
The amorous pair collapsed onto the bed.
"We got to get a quieter bed," Rex muttered between pants.
"Agreed."
The Latino gently removed the blindfold and quickly followed with the belt woven around Six's wrists. There were burns from where the brown leather belt had rubbed against the sensitive flesh of Six's wrists. Rex did as he always did when Six had "rope burn". He gently took hold of the agent's hands and placed a delicate kiss on the inside of each wrist as though the older man were made of glass.
It never failed to make his beloved blush…
Six did what he always did after being tied up. He laced his fingers through Rex's hair and pulled him into a tender kiss as the Latino pulled out. He glanced down at the shiny red addition to his husband's anatomy.
"Please tell me that's a build…"
"It is. I love you to death but I'm not about to get pierced down there to prove it."
Six snorted in amusement and pulled him into the crook of his neck.
Rex pressed a tender kiss over the poor neglected Adam's apple and rested his head on Six's chest with a content grin.
"Pleasantly surprised?"
"Extremely. I'm surprised you didn't bring it out for Valentine's Day."
Rex grinned, "I couldn't even wait for you to finish your shower before jumping you. What makes you think I could wait until Valentine's Day to have you howling my name?"
"…"
Rex looked up and saw that his love's face was very red…
"What?"
"Do you think the kids heard?"
"…Shit."
Spirit experimentally removed one of her ear buds and was greeted with blessed silence. She popped them out and decided to get some air. She was no stranger to hearing her fathers go at it. Spirit would often escape to the library though it was hard to get any kind of peace with six younger siblings…
Speaking of which, it was probably about time to check on them. They tended to get into some sort of mischief when left on their own.
Some more so than others…
Spirit sighed and got out of bed with a silent groan. Spirit was still pretty sore but she could tell that she had improved. The soreness and stiffness were thankfully becoming easier to ignore.
Armando was in the greenhouse with his older sister, Rosa. She was tending to her plants while he was learning how to read with her help. Spirit's heart really ached for them… Their parents were slaughtered and they were taken to a facility to be experimented on. EVOs that were humanoid were pretty rare. Ones that kept their human minds were even rarer…
Rosa could manipulate the elements. She was terrified of fire after watching her family home being torched and had an easier time controlling water and air over all other elements. Yet, it was earth that she cherished the most. After seeing such ugliness, Rosa was determined to help keep the world beautiful.
Armando could manipulate his aura into different shapes. He wanted to learn how to control it better to do magic shows! He was such a creative and sweet boy. Armando loved putting a smile on people's faces and seemed to be determined to keep smiling as well. It was part of the reason why he was Cesar's "best buddy".
Smiling should come easy for him…
Rosa had clung to him during the attack and prevented him from witnessing their parents' murder or even seeing their bodies. They may have been captured and restrained in a cramped cell but they were never cut open or electrocuted…
Providence came just in time for them and it made Spirit feel a little resentful, which of course, made her feel terrible.
Spirit found Jack sneaking out of Uncle Cesar's mobile lab. He was likely up to no good but Cesar never seemed to mind. In fact, he seemed to enjoy Jack's creative use of his power to pull pranks. Jack was dropped off at a friend's birthday party by his parents. They never picked him up…
Apparently they grew tired of him using his telepathy to confuse and bewilder people so he could pull pranks. Or at least, that's what Spirit thought. He knew better than to prank her… Spirit still felt sick every time she remembered how she sent him flying into a wall when he snuck up on her in a gorilla mask.
Jack bounced back thanks to her healing but he never got over it. They're often at odds with each other. Jack calls her the "suck up" because daddy and papa seem to favor her over the other children. Spirit envies his ability to do as he pleases without having to worry about being a bad influence on his younger siblings…
Jack glared at her and ran off before she could tell on him. Spirit never told on him. He, Bobo, Conri, and Armando were the only pranksters within Providence. Papa once made the mistake of pulling a silly prank on Daddy and got Jack in trouble. He felt so bad about it that his pranking days were over.
Jack usually got away with his pranks thanks to a little help from Lily. Lily was a sweet and energetic little girl who just so happened to be able to see in to the future. Spirit believed that it was this power that took her parents from her. Lily was usually fine with her powers if they came in flashes and visions, but if they came in the form of a dream… There was many a night where everyone woke up to her screams.
Lily was on a family vacation in California when it happened. Her parents were driving along the road when she dosed off and had a scary dream that a big truck was going to plow into them and knock them off a cliff. She woke up screaming, which distracted her father…
It wasn't long after surviving that that Lily was sent off to an orphanage. No one in her family was willing to take her in since she had already predicted the death of her grandmother to near perfect accuracy. Van Kleiss got wind of her powers and attempted to abduct her. Thankfully Providence intervened… There was no telling what would've happened if someone like him got a hold of her.
Lily was currently in the dojo, trying to get Magic Fluffball to dance ballet with her. The remarkably patient cat was none too thrilled with this game but remained with the little girl nonetheless. Her older sister vaguely wondered if it had anything to do with their shared love of butterflies, but later dismissed that as a silly thought. Spirit made a mental note to spend more time with Lily and teach her how to dance…
The "nursery" was where twins, James and Evangeline "Evy" were playing. Even though James was only two he had discovered the wonders of pokemon and often searched for someone to play with. He usually played with Evy but every once and a while he would seek out "Daddysaur" or "Papachu". It was them against his well loved Pikachu doll.
He was louder and much more hyperactive than Evy, who was content to finger paint on every surface she could get her colorful little hands on. Thankfully, there were plenty of grunts to clean up after her. Spirit was so happy to have these two with them. If she hadn't found them in that dumpster they would've died of starvation, infection, suffocation…
The possibilities were endless…
The twins were newly born when she found them in a dumpster after a mission. They had mere wisps of chestnut hair atop their heads but their ears and tails had plenty of fur on them… James and Evy were born with cat like agility and cat like appendages. It was clear that their parents abandoned them at birth…
Spirit loved watching them grow up. Even as babies they had their own individual personalities and it was adorable how they'd always comfort each other and hold hands. The only annoying thing about being their sister (aside from trying to keep up with them) was that they sometimes called her "mama".
Spirit supposed that it was because she was the only real constant female presence that had been in their lives. Holiday was great with kids but she didn't really have much patience for babies. The older woman had rather frazzled nerves with White breathing down her neck for a cure so their crying would drive her insane. She'd often panic and bring them back to Spirit since she was studying quietly in the library while Daddy and Papa were on a much needed date night.
Spirit stared out the window and sighed…
She had really wanted to go outside and feel the sun on her back and the wind in her hair…
She wanted freedom even just for a little while…
But Spirit was a good big sister and Lily wanted to learn ballet…
So instead of street clothes, it was a pair of black tights and a powder blue body suit she changed into. Spirit grabbed a bag and headed to the dojo with her pointe shoes draped over her shoulder. Her legs were going to be screaming tonight but something told her that it would be worth it.
Spirit put her hair up in a ponytail and briefly watched her sister clumsily attempt to spin on her toes before approaching her, "I think Magic Fluffball would like to take a nap now."
Lily stared up at her with wide, curious green eyes and blinked owlishly before something clicked into place. She released the poor cat that took off like a shot and hugged her older sister tightly.
"You're gunna teach me!"
"Of course," Spirit signed with a smile, "Now go get changed my little sugarplum and we'll begin."
Spirit laced up her pointe shoes and held onto the barre as she did some warm up exercises. Lily came running in. She was dressed in a fluffy pink tutu that looked like a cloud. It was all Spirit could do to get her little sister to stay still long enough for her to braid her chin-length black hair. She did a double waterfall braid to give Lily her very own princess crown.
"Just watch me. I will teach you some basic steps and correct you if you need it."
Lily nodded, "Okay!"
Spirit began with her lessons, gently correcting her little sister here and there. The smile never left Lily's face as she was praised for being such a quick learner. But still, she was using muscles that she had hardly ever used before so it didn't take long for the little girl to tire and complain about being sore.
"Do you like ballet?" Spirit asked.
"Yes but it hu-urts," Lily whined.
"The pain in your legs will fade with time and practice, but your feet will always be sore when you dance."
"But you'll always take care of me."
"Always."
"Can I watch you dance?"
Spirit smiled and began to dance.
Six and Rex decided that it was time to get their lazy bones out of bed. They tended to linger in their post-sex cuddle a little longer these days. After all, they had all manner of family available to look after the children.
Kenwyn and Johnson were still agents. Annie and Claire worked as assistants under Holiday. Callan and Cesar were still here though the blonde cowboy was more of a consultant that a soldier now. He and Cesar were soon going to depart for his daddy's ranch, Blue Mountain Equestrian in Highland, Texas. Visiting them from Loire Valley in France was going to be one hell of a trek…
Rex wondered if he or Six could pull some strings so that they could borrow the Keep for that.
"Come on. The kids are too quiet," Six muttered.
"Yeah…"
They got dressed and began to seek out their children one-by-one. Rosa, Armando, and Jack were outside playing soccer. They were being watched over by a very annoyed Callan and a delighted Cesar. Both men had bright pink hair thanks to Jack who was still grinning ear-to-ear.
They shared a look and decided to leave them to their game. The twins were better behaved than Jack at times but they were still only two-years-old. Fortunately they were having story time with the best babysitter ever! Johnson had been with them almost since the very beginning. He may be a subordinate but he was as good as family in both men's eyes.
Rex was going to replace Six as top agent when he retires. Kenwyn and Johnson were going to replace Captain Callan more or less. Even though they were agents they would be in charge of the grunts. They were going to be the second in command just as Callan had been. Spirit would continue to serve as Rex's partner.
The two men went in search of Lily only to hear the little girl giggle and clap her hands, "When I grow up I'm going to be a prima ballerina. I'll be an even better dancer than you!"
Spirit grinned, "I'm sure you will be. I will give you roses after every performance and brag to the grunts about my sister the famous prima ballerina."
Six and Rex watched as Lily positively beamed at her and ran to her sister for a hug. It was wonderful for them to see Spirit so happy and far less lonely than she had been when she was growing up. Both men often felt a little guilty that they had not attempted to adopt more children earlier so that she would have someone to grow up with. Their little girl had been a little sad to lose some of her quality time with her parents but she took to being a big sister fairly quickly.
There was only one little bump in the road…
Jack.
Sure, siblings have their little spats here and there, but Jack was seriously holding a grudge against her for what had happened. Never mind that it was his fault… It is very unwise to sneak up on a monster fighting martial artist. But there was a glimmer of hope. There were times where Six would catch his oldest son watching his older sister train in the dojo with something akin to admiration on his face. Hopefully one day he'll be able to forgive her so she could forgive herself…
Rex looped his arm around his husband's and watched their daughters bond over ballet. Six leaned against the doorway, proud of his little ballerina and his warrior.
Life was good…
I felt as though I owed my readers a sex scene after posting that awkward first chapter. I still don't have a good feel for 18!Spirit and I haven't really played around with her siblings much either. It can be daunting to have a sibling like Spirit and no one knows that more than Jack, the black sheep of the family. Don't worry… He'll find his way.