Author's Note: This epilogue is smut-filled after the first scene, just so you know.
~o~
We prowl the rooftops, waiting for any sign of crime. This is stupid. I can't believe I let her talk me into this. We're fucking mobsters, not superheroes.
Suddenly, a woman screams, and we leap into action. Unless of course it's one of our men, then we just let them mug her, I guess. Do they just not see the issue here? I know that Anna thinks it's worth it to have Jasmine's heroics out of the way when we have shit that we need to get done, and to have her on call for emergencies, but just how does it make any sense to actually have us being superheroes? Hell, we could be meeting some of the same people across the table next week while we make deals to do exactly what we beat them up for today. It makes us look two-faced, untrustworthy, and more importantly, difficult to take seriously. Anna has a fucking cape for Christ's sake.
Anna leaps to the ground, fire trailing behind her as her cape flutters in the breeze. "Halt, villain!" She points her finger in said 'villain's' direction, flames framing her hand as she stares the man down. "Let the woman go, and I'll do the same for you."
"You'll let a woman go?" the man asks, his knife still trained on the blonde before him. That's exactly what I was going to ask. Why is everyone in this town such a smartass?
"No, I mean I'll let you go!" Her eyes glow with fires, that I'm sure she'll claim are of justice.
Jasmine jumps down to join her, her hand striking the ground in a three-point landing. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way." A staff of ice appears in her hands as she enters the fighting stance Uncle Pete taught her. She's been learning quickly.
"Oh come on, that's just too cliché." Anna turns to face Jasmine, the flames falling away from her hand.
"No, I love it. You don't mess with a classic." She puts a hand on her hip, the end of the staff clacking against the ground.
For fuck's sake. A titan of ice knocks the man to the ground as I jump onto it's shoulder and slide down its arm to join my partners. "How about we deal with the idiot in front of us and discuss how to look cool after?"
"You're one to talk." Anna turns to the distressed damsel as she eyes us curiously. "You're free to go, ma'am."
"Thank you." She runs away. Can't say I blame her. I don't think I'd want to be around these two lunatics if I didn't love them so much.
"We're just doing our job." Jasmine stands victoriously, looking down on our victim as she conjures ice restraints to hold him in place. "I'll call the cops, they usually take about eight minutes to get to this part of town."
"In my experience it's more like half an hour to however long I tell them to take." Anna smirks.
Jasmine's brow furrows as she frowns at that. "That's no good. Justice should be equal for all."
She literally has a deal to not go after our crime family. Does she just not remember that this is a thing or is she just pretending that it's totally reasonable? Anna and I don't bother pointing this out to her.
Her brow unfurrows as she glances between us. "Good work tonight, sidekicks. We are truly the greatest protectors this city has ever known!" This is clearly far too serious for her as she immediately giggles and a massive grin covers her face from ear to ear. "It's so much more fun with you two! I love this." She pulls out her phone to call to have the perp taken in.
"I love it too," Anna admits. "And I love both of you."
Jasmine nods enthusiastically, not wanting to confess her undying love for the 911 operator.
I have to admit, it is a little nice seeing Anna be her cheesy self again. She probably needs the break from being a ruthless mob boss sometimes. "I love you too."
Anna turns to me, her hands behind her back. Just what is she up to? I don't think we have the time to play before the cops come. Though I suppose an audience could be fun. She drops to her knee. Oh fuck. No way. In fucking super hero outfits?
Her hands pull back from beneath her cape, revealing a small black box. She pops it open as she looks up at me. "Elsa, I told you I'd be asking again. I managed to find the ring I'd bought for you. The hospital had it. Will you –" she pauses to wipe a tear from her eye, "will you please do me the honor of marrying me? I want you to be mine forever."
The crack of a frozen tear hitting the ground informs me that I'm crying too. The cops better not see me like this. I look ridiculous. "Of course, I'll marry you. We already practically are."
"So that's a yes?"
I nod. "Yes. Absolutely, yes."
She rises from her feet and jumps at me. I catch her and pull her towards me. Our lips meet and for the moment, the rest of the world melts away. All that matters is her and me, and the future that's unfolding before us.
Jasmine squeals for joy and audibly jumps up and down. "Oh my god! I'm so excited. Congratulations!"
Anna pulls away and drops to the ground. "Get in here, you."
She kisses Anna and then kisses me. All right, maybe being a superhero isn't that bad. She definitely seems to be handling her sexuality a lot better than she had been a month ago. She hasn't even claimed to be straight in at least a week. "Let's get out of here," I suggest. "I think we have some celebrating to do."
"What about the criminal?" Jasmine asks, looking back to the man who's presently frozen to the ground.
"I don't think he's going anywhere."
"Come on, I've got a new toy I want to try on you." Anna's grin seems to silence any remaining dissension from our new partner.
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"So what's this toy?" Jasmine asks, as soon as we enter the apartment. She can barely contain her excitement. We'd managed to keep the surprise a secret from her since we ordered it when she first moved in. It sure took its sweet time getting here. Unless, of course, Anna meant something else, but that seemed unlikely.
"Take off your clothes first." Anna waves her hand up and down over the poor puppy's attire. She knew the rules.
Jasmine turned bright red. We'd only officially started treating her like this about a week ago, but it was still pretty amazing that she wasn't used to it yet. It took quite a while for her to grow comfortable enough to even approach doing anything with us, but she had made it very clear how badly she wanted it from the start. Jasmine does as she was instructed, slowly stripping off her little belly dancer outfit of a superhero costume.
"The mask too."
She swallowed audibly, but did so. "Anna," she whimpered.
I could see the muscles in Anna's arm twitch. She wanted to crack a riding crop at her, but knew that Jasmine still wasn't ready for it. Maybe a newspaper would be more appropriate and a bit easier on her. But who has a newspaper these days?
Jasmine stood bare before us, shivering slightly from the perpetual cold. I'd worked with her on trying to find a way around it, but the only thing that had worked so far was removing her bracelet, and she was always hesitant to do that. I don't think she likes not being able to hear Skaldi's voice. That's fair; if I ever stopped talking in my own head, I'd probably go crazy too. "Now will you tell me what it is?" she whines.
Anna took a few steps to the hallway closet and pulled out a box. We hadn't bothered to wrap it, but I kinda wish we had. The nervous smile on her face is too cute for words and I want to prolong the opening of her gift for as long as I can. Especially if she doesn't like it. I place my hand on her head and pet her, scratching her scalp with my blunted nails. "I think you'll love it."
She takes the box from Anna and pries the flaps open. Her eyes widen when she sees the contents. "I, um, I mean," she sputters, her cheeks growing all the redder. She pulls out a butt plug, a dog tail attachment for it, and a leather collar with her name engraved in it. The expression on her face seems to change a dozen times as she considers them. "This is what you were talking about the other day, right?"
Anna nods. We had been talking to her a few times about what it would mean to be our puppy. She had at first just blushed and changed the subject, but as time went on, she would be the one to bring it up, ask us about it, and even wag a little when we called her a good girl. She's still as uncomfortable with it as she is with her gayness, but that hasn't stopped her from burying her head between my thighs the last couple nights. She claims it's for warmth, but I don't think her tongue would be quite so active if that was true.
"I love it." I was expecting a shy, hesitant 'thank you.' I'm not complaining or anything, I'm just surprised.
"And we love you," I reply, grabbing her ass playfully. "How about you try them on?"
She stares at the plug before looking back to me. "Are you sure I can take this?"
"I'll help you. We'll go slow, it'll take some work, and a lot of lube, but yeah, I'm sure you can take it. And then you can wag your tail at us like a good little puppy."
Anna takes the collar out of the box and holds it out, almost like some sort of holy relic. "First thing's first though." I hold back Jasmine's hair as Anna wraps the collar around her throat, securing it with about a finger-worth of slack. It won't be choking her, but she'll also not be too likely to forget it's there.
"Wow," she breathes. "It's real." Now she sounds like she's been fantasizing about this her whole life. Well, fuck, maybe she has. Her home life sounds pretty repressive, maybe she was off reading smutty stories online and imagining the day it would come true for her. Well, Anna and I were more than happy to make those dreams come true. "I love it. Can I go see it in the mirror?"
"Of course," Anna leads her toward the bathroom.
"We can put that plug in you while we're in there. We already have a nice tub of lube in there anyway," I add.
She gawks at her reflection. "Wow. I love it so much. Skaldi loves it too." Wow, and here I was thinking Skaldi hated us. Her eyes fall to the reversed image of her name. "I just wish your names were on it somewhere. Let anyone who sees it know who I belong to." Realization shows on her face, and again in her reflection, looking back at her. "Well I guess I can't really take it back at this point can I?"
I laugh. "''Fraid not. I think you're stuck being our good little puppy dog."
Anna chews her lip, trying to keep herself from beaming like a fool. "We couldn't ask for a better puppy. I promise, we'll get you a dog tag while you're in class tomorrow. You can have it as soon as you get home and you can get changed and have a clear reminder of exactly who owns you."
Jasmine's gaze falls to the floor, but she doesn't even try to hide her smile. "Thank you."
"Ready for the tail?" I ask. Okay, I might be a bit excited. She's gonna look really hot with it. She already has such a nice ass.
"As ready as I'll ever be. Will it hurt?"
I'm tempted to lie, but I know that won't help. "Yeah, it'll hurt a bit, but it'll feel really good too." Anna has made sure that I know this from experience.
Anna leans against the counter, more than happy to have a show before she takes over. As I was planning on leaning Jasmine over the counter while I fingered her ass, this is hardly the best vantage point. I decide to do so anyway, and Anna doesn't bother to move. All right, if that's what she wants.
"I'm gonna start by getting you warmed up." I squeeze an ample helping of lube onto my index finger and work it down, slathering my finger with the substance. Jasmine watches me in the mirror the whole time, a mixture of terror, fascination, and unadulterated excitement dancing behind her eyes. "Spread your legs for me, pup."
She does. Widening her stance until she bumps into Anna, who finally takes the hint and relocates to the toilet to get a better view. In the corner of my eye I see her hand slide beneath the waistline of her costume. I'm glad she didn't get a one piece like Jasmine. My finger slides between Jasmine's cheeks and elicits a gasp from her. She clenches at the merest hint of my cold touch. "You're going to have to relax for me, honey."
She nods, her eyes locked on mine. "Yes, Mistress."
Fuck, I'm wet. I have to take a deep breath to not just take her that second. I'm trying to go easy, and that's not going to happen like that. My finger slides in and she lets out a shuddering moan. I knew she'd like it.
"Oh f—" she catches herself. I almost got her to curse. "Oh, Elsa. It hurts, but I think I kinda love it." Her voice comes out in a high squeak.
"I'm glad." My free hand plays with her hair as I work my finger back and forth, slowly, lovingly fucking her ass. As I slide a second finger in, she lets loose with a scream that I'm certain would have the downstairs neighbors a bit concerned if they weren't used to it. I curl my fingers inside of her, stretching her tight ass in preparation for the new toy.
"Oh, Elsa, Mistress, oh God, please don't stop."
Well I was going to keep going for a bit longer, but I'd much rather leave her desparate and begging for more. My fingers stop their movement and I take my hand from her hair, spreading as much lube onto the plug as it can hold.
When I take my fingers out, she makes a pitiful mewl.
"That sounds a lot more like a cat, Jasmine. Bark for me," Anna commands from her seat.
"Arf!" Jasmine's barks are so adorable. She doesn't even notice as the toy pushes between her cheeks. She does notice as it slides the rest of the way in though. Her lids half close as she thrusts her ass back against it. "Elsa!"
"Good girl." I admire the long length of black fur protruding from her rear. It matches her hair perfectly. She looks good enough to eat. "Wag for me."
She shakes her ass wildly, clearly savoring the sensation of the metal object moving inside of her. "I need you. Elsa, Anna, please. It feels so good. I need more. Please." Her eyes water as she begs us.
"On your hands and knees," I command with a wicked grin. She whimpers, but does so, whining when she touches the cool tile. She barks again in response. She is such a good girl. I think we'll have to reward her. "Crawl to the bedroom. Anna and I need to get ready, but we'll take care of you in just a couple minutes."
Anna looks disappointed when I turn back to her. She pulls her hand out of her pants and gives me a look that rips away any dominance I was feeling. "I was just about to come. I think you're going to pay for that, Elsa. On your knees."
I drop to my knees without a complaint. The tile doesn't bother me.
"Since you got rid of my show, you're going to suck on my clit until I come. Then we can play with our toy."
I nod, and crawl the couple feet towards her, then drag her pants down, until they're strewn on the floor. I then bury my face against her core, taking her nub between my lips and sucking harshly.
"Not so hard."
I ease up, desperate to please her. She has gotten so into this since she became my boss. Not that I mind. I fucking love it. As I suck, my own hand slides down. I don't need to worry about my pants, they simply disappear around my crotch as I slide a few fingers in.
"Did I give you permission to do that?" Her foot hits my ass. "Behave. You'll get your turn later."
I grumble, the vibration causing a moan from her, but take my fingers out of me, and instead place them inside of her. She lets out a wordless moan and shakes against my finger, thrusting against my face as she climaxes, her hand pulling madly at my hair. The climax seems to last for over a minute. I keep my tongue busy the entire time, as my fingers continue thrusting into her.
"Good girl. My perfect girl," she breathes, her voice scarcely more than a whisper.
"I live to serve you," I reply, looking up at my fiancee. I fucking love my life.
"And you do it so well. Now let's go take care of our puppy before she goes crazy and chews up all the furniture and pees on the floor." She stands, tossing her shirt onto the ground to join her pants and heads to the bedroom. I rise to my feet and follow after her.
Anna grabs the leash from its spot in the bedroom closet and hands it to me. Jasmine was my puppy first, after all. It clicks as I attach it to Jasmine's collar and she wags eagerly from her seat on the floor where she's been so patiently waiting. "I missed you," she admits.
I stroke her hair and drag her face forward, until her nose presses against my clit. I whimper slightly, but it grows into a full-on moan as her tongue begins rapidly beating at me. "Good girl." I tug on the leash, choking her just the slightest bit, and her tongue doubles its efforts.
This time, Anna seems to have no intention to stick to being in the audience. She emerges from the closet again, this time with a harness and a large pink dildo protruding from between her legs. I gulp. That thing tends to hurt. Then again, I am a bit tighter than most, and being bad about dilating hasn't exactly helped there.
Jasmine doesn't seem to notice as she continues her work. I pet her, occasionally tugging at her leash and hair, but eventually have to use one of my hands to support myself against the bed. She yelps as Anna thrusts into her, the cock sliding in with no resistance, and buries her face against me, her tongue never stopping its rapid beats.
As Anna takes her, the rocking adds to my pleasure until I can't hold it back anymore. I pull her leash taut and barely manage to keep standing as the orgasm rocks its way through my whole body. Jasmine sucks on my lips, drinking my come as I shudder and gasp, my eyes clenching shut. "Fuck," I whimper. "Holy fuck."
Jasmine looks up at me, looking very pleased with herself. Anna doesn't seem to approve of that, and a hard thrust shoves her face back against me. "Keep going, puppy, I want to see her come again. And don't you even think about coming until she does."
Our good little puppygirl whimpers and nods, before thrusting her tongue between my lips. Oh gods. Holy. "Jasmine, that feels so good. Please don't stop. I mean, be a good girl and keep going." Okay, fine, I'm not used to being in charge.
Anna smirks, and slaps Jasmine's ass, causing the tail to shake against her, and prompting a muffled moan from Jasmine. "Faster." She does and I have to make an ice wall to lean against. I pull her hair roughly, urging her for more. I'm already so close.
"Oh Jasmine, good girl, keep going."
Anna slaps her ass again and the sudden motion is enough to send me over the edge. The world goes white as I have the most mind-numbing orgasm I've ever experienced. "Now you can come," she coos to our puppy.
I feel a crazed moan vibrate through me, sending me into another orgasm before I'd even finished the last. I blink away tears as my entire body rocks and I feel Jasmine shaking. Sounds like she's having a pretty amazing time too. "I love you both so fucking much." My voice comes out hoarse, I must've been screaming. I hadn't even noticed.
Anna finally pulls out when Jasmine finishes her last shuddering little wag and the satisfied puppy just flops onto the floor. "You too," she mumbles.
"I love you both too," Anna adds as she picks up Jasmine and sets her in bed. She's already asleep. "Sweet dreams, honey. That was amazing. I'll make sure your alarm is set. We don't want you to miss class in the morning." She gestures towards the living room. I guess she doesn't want to risk disturbing Jasmine.
I follow her, and we take a seat at the window, looking out on the city from our 34th floor penthouse. We both take a few minutes to breathe and recover. I'm not sure if she came again, but we both seem really spent.
Once neither of us seem to be panting, I kiss her, pulling her close. When it breaks, she leans her head against my shoulder. "I hope things never change."
She nuzzles against me. "They sure weren't staying the same for a bit there, but I think it all turned out pretty well in the end. It definitely wasn't what I was expecting, though."
I chuckle. "What, you weren't planning on adding a third person to the relationship we've had our entire life? Becoming a mob boss? Being a god? I really can't understand what surprised you here. It all seems pretty normal."
She slaps me, barely hard enough to even feel.
"I don't think I'm ready for another round yet."
This time she only rolls her eyes. "You're a dork."
I shrug. "Sticks and stones."
"Can do what? You're immortal."
"It's still an expression," I grumble.
She kisses my neck. "We have those peace talks with the Marcones tomorrow. For real this time. We should probably get some sleep."
I nod, accepting that this time it's not actually a secret attempt to murder me. "All right."
"You're sleeping in the middle this time. I wake up before you, and I don't want to have to crawl over you."
I kiss the top of her head. "Yes, Mistress."
"Good girl."
We make our way back to bed, and curl up with our girlfriend, for a well earned night's sleep. I gotta say, this was worth dying for.
The End