Chương 22: Time Was Mine

"Mm, this is the best," Nadia moaned in pleasure as she savored the taste and swallowed. The way she looked at me as she did so made me twitch, and I had to suppress the wave of heat that ran through my body. She took another bite of the pizza and swallowed, never breaking eye contact with me, winking as she did so. She really knew how to push my buttons the right way, and tonight she was putting in as much effort as she could to make sure I'd be ready to tear off her pretty clothes as soon as we got back home.

"I'm glad you like it," I told her, smiling at her antics.

"No, really, thin pizza is the best!" I disagreed with that assessment and she knew it, but seeing her enjoyment was more than enough to make up for it. Outside, it was snowing lightly, just a flurry of flakes that melted against the restaurant's fogged-up windows, and beyond them we could see the orange lights of the docks. The lighthouse on the hill was still under repair after a recent monster attack, but they had restored its light, blinking with Halford's nautical identification code.

Inside, the restaurant was crowded, loud and alive. Nadia had almost frozen when we entered, and I had to wrap my arms around her from behind and gently guide her to the table to get her to relax. Once she did, she realized that… nothing strange was happening. She'd been overjoyed, and that joy and happiness were still making her vibrate, fueling her radiant smile and teasing attitude. She caught me looking and leaned forward.

"Like what you see?" The way she moved exposed her modest, perfect, beautifully tan tits. Her skin always retained its color even in winter, and now I had an ample show of it as she pulled her forest-green knit dress a bit lower, making eye contact with me and biting her lip. Under the table, her bare foot touched my leg and crawled up. Her boots lay discarded somewhere between us, and she didn't care one bit if other people saw.

I knew she was wearing thigh-highs and nothing else under her skirt, because it had been me who had chosen this.

"You do know I'm so wet I'm dripping, right, Adrian?" she whispered as she finished the pizza and we waited for dessert.

"You are so naughty, making me go out without panties like this. Do you like that? How much control you have over me? When you told me your plan, I could do nothing but obey my masterrr …" She literally purred, her voice dropping to a whisper as a server reached our table and started to take away the empty plates.

"Dessert?" he asked, and I saw that he accidentally brushed against Nadia's shoulder as he moved. She flinched, blinked, and then relaxed when she realized that nothing bad had happened. She hadn't accidentally drained him, and people weren't dropping dead all around us. She didn't answer the question, instead looking at me with a question in her eyes. She was waiting for permission, I realized. Damn, this girl. So I nodded and gave it to her, and she beamed at me with a promise of fun to come.

"Yes, please. What do you have?" And so we ate dessert, taking our time, making sure the anticipation built and built and built. Back home, when we finally returned, the pent-up desire and attraction exploded spectacularly. We were naked by the time we reached our room, and I lifted Nadia up and tossed her on the bed.

"Use your stop-time on me," she said, a small whimper of desire in her voice.

"What?" I asked.

"I want you to take me while time is stopped. Have your way with me," she said.

"I searched online, and it's called consensual non-consent. And it's… very fucking hot, Adrian. Please, do it to me?" I paused, then nodded.

"We can't go into this full-speed though. Don't whine, you know the rules. I need your word, Nadia. One stop, then I check in."

"Okayyy," she said huskily.

"I give you full consent for one stop. When time resumes, you ask me. If it turns out I didn't like it, I'll use our safe word and we won't do it again."

"Tell me the word. Show me you remember it." I said it because she'd never used it, not even once, despite our nightly activities escalating in intensity with each session.

"Pineapple," she said with a grin.

"Such a silly word. You won't be hearing me say it, my prince."

"Very well," I said, spreading her legs open and beginning to tease her with my finger.

"Let me get you all ready." And when she was ready and beyond, moaning my name and begging me to put it in, I finally stopped time. Her flesh was warm despite the strange stillness of the world. The air lost the scent of us, which was a pity, but the way her folds spread around me and then just stayed there, molding and morphing with each thrust and slowly getting stretched without the ability to return to tightness, was hot.

I was stretching her open, making her gape around my cock, thrusting inside faster and faster, our bodies slapping together. The rush of it, the strange forbidden pleasure, made me reach the peak while time was still stopped. I exploded inside her, then left the condom there, tied closed, a little gift. Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings. Time resumed.

Nadia spasmed, screamed my name, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head as the pleasure hit her all at once.

"Ohgod ohgod Adrian what have you done to meeee," she whined, clutching the sheets.

"Ohfuckinggod, I could get addicted to this." Then she saw the condom poking out of her leaking pussy, and her eyes locked onto me like those of a predator.

"Do me more. More!" I made her look at me.

"Check-in. Do you want another stop under the same rules?"

"Yes. Fuck yes. And I'll say it again every time if that's what it takes. Now get ready, my prince." We fell asleep very late that night. My power took a while to recharge, and I checked with Nadia before every use. She made sure my cock was hard and ready each time the power came back, so I could keep fucking her over and over with time frozen still, and the pleasure would make her cum until she went stupid each time the flow of time resumed.

◈◈◈ When the money from the second bounty hunt finally came, it brought some much-needed financial relief to the house. We called the roofer again, and soon we wouldn't have to worry about leaks anymore. At least, for the time being. Nadia kept begging me to fuck her into oblivion every night, both with my power and without, and she even began to practice using her healing touch on me while we did it.

The familiar vitality tingled like pleasant electricity, and she learned to focus it on all the right places, sharpening the pleasure already there. It became a race between her and me to see who could make the other cum quicker, and we loved it. I was looking online for places to buy rope and tutorials about knots—Nadia insisted she wanted to try some light bondage work—when I felt my nanite swarm exit its dormant state. Now it was once again ready to steal powers from people!

Or it would be, if not for Nadia's mutation still occupying its single power slot, ready to be bestowed, a clog at the end of the pipeline that made everything else stop working until it was removed. I had no intention of removing it, of course. One look at Nadia was all it took to make that decision.

"Oh, my prince is staring," she said seductively, leaning over me and noticing what was on my phone's screen.

"Thinking about all the niiiiice things we could do with that rope? I like the purple one. Suits me better than red. Purple and green, my fave colors in the world!" I knew, of course. My—our—modest finances meant that all the nice lingerie and clothes I had found, all in purple and green and combinations of both, were gathering dust in a wishlist on my phone. But one day, she'd find herself under an avalanche of little gifts, and I was going to make her wear them all for me.

Some were a bit obscene, and I was already salivating at the idea of making her wear them under normal clothes, then taking her for a stroll outside. I was really settling into my dom role, wasn't I? Well, it also helped that she got so horny in her sub role that it almost always translated into wild, mind-breaking sex afterward. And then we decided to take the third and final claim in my unregistered allowance. If I wanted to keep working after that, I would have to register. ◈◈◈"Are you sure that's our target?"

I asked. We were at an abandoned sheep pasture a good hour's drive into the countryside. Far enough from the sea that the snow was deeper and more frozen here, and the roads were so badly maintained that we'd had to put snow chains on the truck's tires. We had left the truck on the raised farm-access road above the pasture, beside a low stone retaining wall that gave Nadia a protected position with her phone.

It was a new one I bought for her, despite her whining, and she had the app installed and logged onto my account.

"Yep," Nadia said from behind the wall.

"Definitely is." It was a horse-sized silhouette, except it was shaped like a wolf. Dire wolf indeed, except the bounty description had not mentioned the lightning shrouding its silver-streaked mane, surging from blue-white filaments that looked like organic high-voltage cables.

"It's looking at us," I said. And then it was charging. Swallowing, I took position and waited, even though it was so massive its charge made the earth shake, and its lightning was flaring and filling the air with the smell of ozone.

"I got it!" Nadia said.

"I got the picture." It was still a good ten paces away. Safely inside the distance we had chosen. Wait. Two more seconds. One. Now! I activated the time stop, and the world froze. It was a strange sensation. I still remembered my first bounty, how scared I'd been, how intimidated by a monster that was a tenth the size of this one. Now I felt oddly calm and collected as I walked unhurriedly toward the massive wolf, machete in hand.

I reached it, close enough that it could have snapped its massive jaws shut around me and severed my head in an instant. Towering over me, it made me realize how easy this all was. I sliced its neck open, severing the main arteries with one hard pull of the sharpened blade, and then stepped away. Clean, just a smear of blood on the machete. The wolf had no armor on its neck, nothing save for fur, skin and muscle and it was all so easy.

I still had time to spare, and I took in the majestic sight of a monster that would frighten anyone with the realization that it did not scare me one bit. It could do nothing to me, not here, not when time was mine to control. So big, and yet its lightning was nothing more than abstract art in the air, frozen filaments I could duck and weave around. I clipped the thin edge of one as I passed.

Only the tiny arc I physically disturbed broke against me in a harmless tingle, while the rest of the bolt remained fixed in the air, unable to jump or propagate through the stopped world. When I estimated that time was almost up, I stepped away. It wasn't some new sense, just practice with the internal rhythm of the stop, and the repeated training with Nadia had given me a very enjoyable reason to count it again and again.

Time resumed, and the monster charged a few more yards before folding in on itself, collapsing in a spray of blood, red fur and snow. Nadia rushed to me, grabbing my arm and wrapping herself around me.

"You are so fucking hot," she whispered.

"Standing there so calm while that thing towered over you, like nothing in the world could touch you. Where is the Adrian I met, and who is this new, hotter guy?"

"Still the same me," I told her, brushing her hair from her face and grabbing her chin.

"Yes," she said breathily.

"But you are more confident, calmer, more collected. Even when we fuck, you know when to give in to lust and when to just make me wait and whimper." Her smile turned mischievous.

"I think all our roleplaying is changing you. You take charge more. I like this new you, Adrian. And yes, of course it's still you."

"I'll let you gush later," I said, flicking her nose and stopping her before she opened her mouth to complain.

"None of that." I raised one finger. The simple gesture made her obedient like the flick of a switch, and I realized that yes, I had changed, and yes, I loved this.

"Kill picture first."

"Yes, master." Nadia photographed the dead dire wolf while I attached the recovery marker. We submitted both images, and a moment later the app accepted the evidence provisionally. My three unregistered claims were spent. The next claim would require basic registration.

"And then?" she asked, as if she already knew what was on my mind.

"Tomorrow, we are signing up as official Supes. Well, I am. You, my love, are going to play the part of the totally normal, yet strangely supportive girlfriend." She licked her lips.

"You know how to make a girl drool, my prince. And what of tonight?"

"How about we warm up by the fire, then see where that leads us?"

"Sounds like a plan! Let's go!"