Xing Fu Lee, the world famous ballet dancer had done a lot of girls in a lot of ways. Some of 'em had to be romanced quietly and softly first. Some of 'em wanted a lot of snappy repartee back and forth. Others didn't care about talking. They were just into the sex and wanted to get it on. But he'd never met a girl as wild as Starfire.
He wouldn't have had a chance at her as Red X. But since he had snuck into the transporter tube in police headquarters in Paris with the suit's cloaking mode on and not been seen by Kid Flash apparently testing the functioning of the transporter tube, and because stupid fucking Beast Boy hadn't been paying attention when the transporter displayed a message telling him there were two guys in the tube, the transporter had zapped him into Kid Flash's body. Now they alternated controlling his speedster body.
And damn but that Tamaranian princess sure did like her some speedster booty. X sped her to her room stopping just inside the door and she pulled the Kid Flash suit right off him. She was not going to be one of those ones who had to be convinced and cajoled. But, then, the ones who constantly flirted with hot guys and tried to slap them on the butt did not suddenly become shy behind closed doors.
This was true even if they had a bed covered with stuffed animals, okay, weird stuffed animals, what looked like a shark with antlers, a two headed snake and some kind of turtle/eagle hybrid among them, even with 40 or 50 of them across the bed, the girl was wild. X undressed her at super speed and she giggled. He took her in his now pale, pinkish arms. Even after a day inside this speedster body it seemed weird. He was so pale skinned, at the limit of what was normal. So was his equipment, which X had to admit was an upgrade even before considering the ability to vibrate said johnson.
He didn't spare the speedster tricks that morning with the Tamaranian. Slightly vibrating lips wherever he kissed her, super fast tongue and of course the amazing magic johnson, the ultimate satisfier. He used them all. Starfire begged for more. She was practically insatiable. In one brief lull between times he wondered how the little bat had ever satisfied her. He did her every which way. As a super speedster, his refraction time was practically zero. Even before he finished catching his breath he was ready to go again. And she wanted to. So they did. They did half the positions in the Kama Sutra, everything X had learned boinking ballerinas and cover models the world over. Missionary. Butterfly. Wheelbarrow. Medusa Variant. Tigress. Concealed door. Transverse Lute. Snake Trap. Kama's Wheel. And on and on. He gave that gold skinned girl the greatest morning of her life.
And, not surprisingly, Starfire turned out to be a bit of a screamer. Of course he couldn't resist making her say it a couple different times as she was gasping out "Yes! . . . Yes!" and then some tamaranean phrase, "globnork my zork" or something like that. But she had to say it. Had to.
"Say it! It's much better with me than it ever was with Robin! Say it!"
"You are . . . you are bigger and better . . . than Robin . . . ever was."
But it wasn't as though it was one of those cases of X doing all the work and the girl just being the object of his affection and attention. She was incredibly strong and demanded to be on top half the time. What's more, her power of flight was emotionally triggered, resulting in their floating in the air, levitating over the bed three different times while he was banging away. This was one conquest X wouldn't soon forget. Not the least reason was that the girl had . . well . . her . . . it was . . .
Of course, why would the body of an alien girl be exactly like the body of earth girls? It'd be more amazing, more miraculous if it was. It was amazing enough that she was so physically similar to an earth girl. But her . . ! It was . . . ! Nope, X wouldn't soon forget this particular sportfuck. Done using another guy's body with a girl whose vajayjay was . . . !
Another reason was that X prided himself on so pleasing any girl he was with that she begged twice. First, after being so pleased at X's technique, he made sure they begged him to do more. Then, as his stamina and desire for it kept going beyond theirs they had to beg, or at least ask, if that wasn't enough.
Oh, Starfire begged for more but even using his super speed butt to bang away at more than normal speed and vibrating his speedster johnson for probably the greatest nearly three hours of sex any girl on earth had ever had, she still wanted more.
As the 10,000 second time limit at which he and Kid Flash switched control of his body approached, X was hoping that it would arrive as he was banging away at Starfire so that Mr. Goody Two Shoes would be the one piloting the plan as they were fucking. He'd heard a lot of his voice in the back of his head as he was doing his teammate. At first there were a lot of "No! You can't!"'s and "Please! Stop! Don't make me cheat on Jinx!"'s. But as the sex just kept going on and on, better and better what he mostly heard were gasps and groans of pure pleasure. The simple fact, X realized was that Starfire was super hot and though he had never acted on it, there was a part of Kid Flash that had always wanted to boink her brains out. So, when he tried to stop Red X from picking her up and bringing her to her room and then kissing and fucking her like he'd stopped Red X from robbing banks using his body, he couldn't. He didn't want to rob banks. Not at all. But part of him wanted to tap that Tamaranian.
X couldn't help but grin extra while doing Starfire and hearing Kid Flash's simultaneous reluctance and ecstasy in the back of his mind. Oh no. X woudn't forget this conquest soon.
He was making his way back from the bathroom, smirking at the gold skinned princess spread eagled atop her covers and still moaning with delight. He approached her and crouched atop her. She played with his hair.
"I knew you were a true orange hair," she sighed.
"Yeah," said X with a quick glance down. "The carpet matches the drapes." He bent down to kiss her but ended up pecking her on the cheek because she'd turned her head.
"Ha. And Raven said that the gold carpet does not match the purple curtains," she giggled.
"Huh?"
"The carpet and the drapes, the curtains. You agreed with me that they match."
He moved in closer now kissing her neck up and down. "That wasn't what I meant, Kory. What were you talking about?"
Her hands were all over him now. "You are an orange hair. On Tamaran that means that you will be a wonderful partner in bed."
"Sort of 'Kiss Me, I'm Irish!', huh?"
And just after uttering those words, X felt the same sensation as several times before. It was like ejecting from the cockpit of a jet plane. Only you never landed. You just kept parachuting down but never reached ground, not till you got control of the body again in 10,000 seconds. Till then he could feel every sensation the body felt, hear, taste, see, smell, everything but he wouldn't be able to move a muscle to control Kid Flash's body.
For Kid Flash, the opposite was happening. He suddenly found himself back in control of his own body.
He was naked, in Starfire's room. Crouching over her, his lips an inch from hers. He had one hand on her gold skinned left breast. She had one on his but and the other firmly wrapped around the shaft of-
"Ahh!" he yelped and jumped three feet in the air while vibrating that certain part of him fast enough to squeeze free of her grip and retreated to the far end of the room.
"Come back here most pleasing speedster teammate," she giggled, surprised at her lover's completely panicked expression.
All that he could think of was that he was now a dead man.
Oh no! Oh no! Jinx will kill me. She'll hex me into little pieces and then burn them as incense. She's going to kill me and she has every right to.
He looked frantically around the room for his uniform. It wasn't easy to find. For two seconds after popping out of his ring, his uniform expanded on contact with the air but the odd molecular composition of it was such that, after those two seconds, the Kid Flash suit was constantly trying to shrink back down to the tiny size that let it fit into the ring. It was why it was so tight on him. And now, outside the ring and not on him it was only about two inches long which made it hard to find among 50 stuffed animals on the floor of Starfire's room.
At last, underneath what looked like a stuffed carnivorous sheep with fangs and claws, Kid Flash found his suit and the dance belt he wore underneath. He pulled them on with considerable effort and started to zip out of the room. He stopped at the door and turned to Starfire laying there naked atop her covers. Suddenly he couldn't stop thinking of her . . .! It was . . . !
He gulped and tried to regain his composure.
"I . . I hope you're okay. I . . I never wanted to-to use you," he said to her, dissatisfied that he couldn't think of anything better. He was still thinking of her alien vajayjay. My god. It's . . . !
She giggled and then let out a soft moan of pleasure. "Silly earth boy. We appreciate each other."
Kid Flash vibrated through her door, sped down the hall and then through the door to his and Jinx's room. He went straight to the bathroom, pulled off his Kid Flash suit and took a long, steamy shower wishing he could wash off the stain of having cheated as easily as he could the cinnamon smell of Starfire's saliva.
After drying off, he felt no better. In the back of his mind, Red X taunted him.
Thought you and Jinx were forever and all that shit, but it looks like you were just waiting for someone to back that gold skinned Tamaranian tush up to you, huh?
"You asshole! You tricked Starfire!" said Kid Flash to his empty room.
Not exactly difficult.
"Shut up! You're such a self-centered prick. You think you should be able to bang anyone, take anyone's money, do anything and it's all okay, because it's you. That justifies anything."
Well, I never said I was a goody two shoes hero like you. I never said I was mister perfect relationship. Only, gee, seems like underneath all that perfect relationship, complete devotion to Jinx crap was a dude who wants some sweet pussy as much as any other dude. Even pussy that's . .
Kid Flash didn't respond for almost a minute as both of them couldn't avoid thinking about it again. Her . . . ! It's . . . !!
And, don't bother telling me to shut up, because you can't shut me up. You can't do anything to me when I'm stuck in the background in this body. And when I'm in control again, all you can do is stop me from pulling off robberies.
"Oh yeah?" said Kid Flash raising his fist in front of his face. And then, after a second for Red X to realize what he was going to do, he punched himself hard, 20 times in the face. He fell dizzily back onto his and Jinx's bed. It hurt him and he'd nearly knocked himself unconscious but knowing that he'd hurt Red X just as much in the process made it worthwhile.
Ow! What the-what the fuck was that? . . . Are y-you gonna g-go all Ed Norton in Fight Club on yourself? Don't be fu-fucking stupid.
Satisfied at having delivered some pain to Red X, Kid Flash didn't think about him. All he could think about was Jinx. She was going to be back the next day. How would he explain this?
Um . . yeah, I screwed Starfire every way possible and enjoyed it but it wasn't me. It was my body but someone else was controlling it. Yeah, the hexes will probably hit home about two seconds after that one. Maybe Starfire won't talk about it? Oh shit how can I count on that? She'll bring it up completely innocently as thought teammates sharing each other's spouses for sex is perfectly natural. Maybe it is on Tamaran. But here? She'll hex me to death. She's going to totally kill me. And I deserve it. Why couldn't I stop him? Do I care more about some freaking bank than about Jinx? If we were living a simple life, a normal life this kind of shit wouldn't happen. We could just be Wally and Virginia without people trying to kill us or testing out machines that teleport you across the planet.
Sigh.
Kid Flash grew more and more despondent. He had always been faithful to Jinx. He really did love her and he knew how brutal her childhood and adolescence had been. He had wanted to show her, through his complete faithfulness to her that there was at least one person who would never turn on her, ever. She could trust him and maybe working off that foundation she could build up to trusting other people. And now, he'd reveled in screwing Starfire, her teammate, an unbelievable number of times in just under three hours. He didn't stop him. How hard had he tried? A few ineffectual no, you can't do thats. After he saw Starfire naked and they started going at it, he couldn't even muster up that.
She's going to kill me and I soooooo deserve it.
Kid Flash lay there completely oblivious to the time. They didn't have a training session planned and no calls came in. He just lay there staring up at the ceiling feeling terrible for how this would hurt Jinx. He wished he could beat the crap out of Red X but what was he going to do, beat himself into a serious concussion just to get at Red X?
When 10,000 seconds had passed since the last switch, it surprised him that all of a sudden he was feeling that sensation like he was ejecting out of the cockpit of a jet plain in mid flight. And only then did another dark thought cross his mind. What else might Red X do?
Red X, in control off Kid Flash's super speedster body, quickly zipped up one floor to the 14th and got a sandwich from the Tower kitchen. He passed Robin busily typing away at the Tower communications center. He looked over his shoulder. Some kind of communique to Interpol. X brought one red gloved hand down hard on little bat's head and flattened his gelled hair spikes.
"Hey!"
X finished the soda and a can of green tea and paused in the hallway. Beast Boy passed him on the way to his room looking very wary. The green teen knew the schedule of the body control changes now. He knew that X had just taken control a couple minutes ago. X considered playing some mischievous pranks on the pretty boy shape shifter but decided to let that go for the moment.
He knew what he wanted. And he had a fair idea, from his previous scouring of Kid Flash's memories, that it was possible. Of course the carrot topped nerd had never realized it. But it was. Where to look, he wondered, pressing on red gloved finger to his speedster lips.
"Ahh!"
He sped off.
No!
A moment later, in the Tower library, on the 12th floor, Raven reached for a book of poetry, Rilke's The Duino Elegies. A red gloved hand grasped it on the shelf at the same time as her. Their eyes met.