Author's Note: So uhh... There is a sex scene in this chapter. I don't write very many of them ever, as ironic as that sounds in my own head.

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Chapter 24
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What was with half of the skyscrapers in Talos and being the target or base of a major crime? That was something Adamast Cross had always wondered since coming to Paragon City or joining the Dallevan League. She almost wanted to say that if she had a dime for every time she saw or heard about such a thing then she would have had the money to run such a building of her own.

She entered one possible such place while Saelum Blaster was kind enough to hold the door open for her. A number of people were on their way out the door. It was getting late in the afternoon, and the sun was about to set. Some of these people were leaving to go home, she hoped. Adamast didn’t want to think about the effect arresting their boss might have if it came to that, nor did she want to imagine any of them as willful villains.

The receptionist looked at the heroes and crooked her neck at them. Her eyes gave off the expression that she wouldn’t have understood the color of the sky if anyone told her.

“Can I help you?” the receptionist asked.

Saelum Blaster said, “Yes, we’re here to see your boss. We have a few questions for him.”

“Do you have an appointment?”

“No, this is an investigation, and should only take a moment of his time. We could have come crashing into your boss’s window, but we don’t think anyone wants that, do they?”

During the entire conversation, Adamast tried her hardest not to press her hand over her face in embarrassment while the man spoke loud and energetically enough to fill the whole district. She tried to tell herself that it was a turn-off, but the man’s enthusiastic display only served to make her want him more.

When she got home, Adamast was going to have a serious discussion with the mirror.

The receptionist pressed a series of buttons on her phone and talked into her headset. The only amount of listening Adamast did was in hearing out for key words or phrases that sounded suspicious; such as a signal for someone to make a run for it, or an order coming through to remove the visitors by any means necessary.

The woman behind the desk became bewildered after a moment, and then she tapped a button on the phone. She said, “There is a meeting upstairs, but they should be ready for you by the time you get up there. There is an elevator down the hall to your right, second corridor on your left.”

Adamast followed her directions with Saelum Blaster once again at her rear. He caught up before they were halfway down the first hallway, but he let her walk onto the empty elevator first.

Neither one of them had any reason to worry about a trap, because the other members of the League told Adamast that they would follow the contingency plan if they suspect any amount of foul play. So she took a deep breath upon pressing the button to the top floor. Just once, however, she wished that CEOs and the like would have their offices closer to the ground.

She watched the door close, and noticed that none of the surfaces were reflective, only least of all the wooden panels that ran around the middle of the elevator car.

Saelum Blaster opened his mouth to say something, but then the elevator stopped with a jolt that Adamast wasn’t ready for. Her legs gave away. She could have caught herself; she knew she could. However, Saelum caught her first. When he finally let go, Adamast was quick to realize that she was holding him.

Her throat cleared as if something was there. She let go, and pressed the button for the floor they wanted a few times. Nothing. The power was still on, but the elevator wasn’t moving.

“I somehow knew we should have taken the stairs,” said Saelum in an indoor voice.

“Anyone? Come in.” Adamast pressed a finger over the top of her earpiece to let Saelum know she was talking to someone else. No answer. “Can anyone hear me? And what are you doing, Saelum?”

He was waving at something in the ceiling. It was a camera. There was an emergency speaker, but no button to activate it. No voice coming through from the other side. Adamast and Saelum were trapped inside of a little box.

Any attempts to move the door failed as Adamast couldn’t even get a good grip on it.

Adamast punched a dent in the metal wall of the elevator, hoping that she could at least make a hole for air. The metal groaned back at her. A few more hits could either take the wall off, or it could simply reshape the car. She wasn’t sure if continual hits were a good idea.

“Stand back,” Saelum said. “Let me see if I can make a hole.” Good idea. At least his powers were designed to cut into rock if he had to.

The man pointed at the dent and shot a short, thin beam at it. The wall absorbed the beam like a sponge would do to water. Frowning at the results, he examined the floor, and then pointed at the middle.

“Wait,” Adamast said, “you don’t know if that will hit anything that keeps us suspended as high as we are.” Enough time passed before the elevator stopped to where she was sure they were at least ten stories up. “Well, hopefully the others will be quick to notice that something’s wrong.”

She punched the dent again in frustration.

A voice came through the speaker finally, “Sorry to keep you waiting, in there. One of our clients is being difficult and we need a few more minutes. We’re not hopelessly cruel, so we’ll be opening a vent in there for you, should this meeting take all night. No need to worry about swearing or threatening us. This speaker is one w—“

Adamast muffled the speaker with her ice. Then she noticed that their captor was at least true to his word in opening a vent above them. It was circular and located under the ceiling in one corner, however it was too small to climb through if anyone would punch a hole in it.

She tried again to signal her friends now that there was a vent. Still nothing. So she removed the earpiece and turned it off. No use wasting the battery life.

“I should have brought some cards,” said Saelum Blaster.

“Give it a couple weeks,” said Adamast, “and you’d be saying homework instead.”

“Grading homework is a terrible way to spend an eternity. Have you seen half the students’ work I end up with?”

“No, but I’ll take your word for it. So then, how would you rather spend your time in here?”

“With you? Doing anything.”

Adamast suddenly felt hot in here. She checked the vent to see, or feel, if it was blowing any hot air into the elevator car, but it was all her. It was her, and she was trying not to feel giddy about the answer that Saelum gave her.

“What?” Saelum asked.

“Nothing. Don’t worry about it,” Adamast said. “I’m just not used to guys telling me things like that.”

“Like what? That you’re pretty, that you’re intelligent, or that I think we relate so well? I know that you’re loyal to the girlfriend you have now, but, even after the times you lead me on, I still love every moment we spend with one another.”

She pushed Saelum up against the wall, trying hard not to break his bones as she did so. Adamast leaned against him. “I love our time together too. It’s so much more complicated than that. You saw me with those horns. What if they come back. What if I kill you when we make love?”

“I thought it was because of you and Ohm Wire.”

“No.” She looked him in the eyes. “She wants us to be open, for my sake. I keep telling myself I want her, and only her. I keep telling myself that it’s easier that way so I won’t hurt either of you. But, I can’t. I can’t keep doing this. It’s not fair to either of us.”

“I’m not going to lie, your horns were cute.”

“Saelum.”

“But, the rest of you is better. The rest of you is still here, as I will be. I promise.” He stroked her hair. His gentle caress triggered a less gentle flurry of emotion.

Adamast kissed him on the lips. Suddenly, she didn’t care if it was the last time. The world could end any day. She wanted Saelum, and she wanted him so bad.

He broke off their kiss. “No more games.”

“No. I want you.”

“What about the camera?”

The metal encasing them might have been able to absorb Saelum’s energy beams, but Adamast touch the wall above them and made ice form along the ceiling until it covered and crunched the device.

“What camera?” she asked.

He responded in kind by turning them around. Adamast’s back slammed against the wall of the elevator, and it turned her on more. Why was it turning her on? Why was she breathing so heavy right now? Saelum kissed her again, and she knew the answer to those questions and more. She felt his bulge threatening to destroy her, and she felt like she knew the many answers of the universe.

“Crap,” said Saelum. “I think I left my condoms at home.”

“Birth control, how does it work?” she quipped. No, she wasn’t on it yet, but a run to the doctor or a pharmacy could fix that tomorrow if it came.

She helped Saelum undo his pants while he groped her inner demons out of her left breast with one hand, and held her up by her butt with the other. His hand had already slipped under her skirt and underwear.

There were no words telling Mary that this was her last chance. All she saw was a look in her lover’s eyes that something was coming, now, that she had been waiting for, for so very long. When his own hot, hard endowment stretched the source of her warmth, she cried silently to the heavens that it took too long, and that silent cry became an audible one by the end.

Saelum thrust into her, and she felt every inch of it, and the one after that, and the one after that. Of course she still feared what could happen in the end, but the sensations filling her tied up her fears and locked them in a dark room. She wanted more of him, and he was giving it to her in a slow but powerful rhythm.

Then he did something she never expected. Saelum chomped through her costumed and bra, and into her other breast. She wanted to scream as the man played with her nipple with his mouth. He must have gauged her reaction to it, because he kept going with just the right amount of roughness until it added all that it could to her arousal.

His mouth pulled away from her chest, and he stopped thrusting. Adamast couldn’t understand why he stopped. his mouth and tongue invaded hers before she could protest. Yes, she was putting up a fight with her own tongue, but it was a hopeless victory as she welcomed Saelum’s tongue beyond her lips.

When the blessed, wonderful thrusts continued their rocking of her world, the elevator began to move again. She panicked, and Adamast pushed away from the wall, striking the stop button in her bound. She heaved. What was she doing? This was crazier than anything she had done. Adamast looked back at Saelum, his stud body, handsome and sweet face, and throbbing cock waving in the air.

"I'm yours right now," she said.

Adamast twisted around and lifted her right leg. Saelum needed no further invitation to shove his dick back inside of her. He did so, and suddenly Adamast felt as though she made the best mistake ever. The best! Something hit the nerves inside her vaginal walls, and they were just the right nerves to drive her mad.

She moaned, and choked every scream she could catch, as her lover shoved his member deeper and deeper into her, always pressing against that spot like it were some kink and he were a masseur. It was so good that her senses exploded with pleasure. It left her too weak to stand on one leg, and Saelum caught her before it registered that she fell as a result of a powerful, fulfilling orgasm. Adamast shivered like her ice affected her.

Saelum hoisted her up, and repositioned her body so that she could wrap her arms and legs around him. As soon as she did, they kissed, and he moved into her again. She was afraid of something. Where was that fear again? She didn’t know, and, with the steady rise of her second orgasm on the horizon, she didn’t care. Her man held and cared for her in all of the right ways.

Her sensitive, big breasts rolled against his chest. Her pussy kissed and devoured his length, and yearned for more with each thrust. The softest voice to ever come out of her mouth accompanied her breaths, and she could hear Saelum grunting, softly at first. It picked up in volume while her pleasure picked up in intensity.

It was then she knew what was coming, for both of them, and it was going to come hard. If there was any doubt as to why it was called “coming,” then those doubts were set on fire between Adamast and Saelum making this elevator car hotter than the sun. Her climax was coming. It was here. She couldn’t resist this scream, and neither could Saelum repel his own needs. She hit her plateau of pleasure, and what a wonderful place it was even after she drifted downward from it. There was another warmth in her, but it was another kind. She knew right away that it was her man’s seed.

He lifted her head gently and kissed her again. “I’m here for you.”

“You are,” she said, “You really are.” Since then, the fear she had had packed its bags and left. She flipped it a rude gesture that only such a fear could understand, and she kissed Saelum back.

“You of course realize we need to get out of here,” he said.

“I’m not in any hurry to spoil the moment.”

“Neither am I.”

“But, you’re right. Let go.”

“No, you let go.”