Scarlet Starlight

[Author's Note: The characters newly-introduced in this chapter are not owned by me but are instead copyright their respective publishers. That would be Marvel in the case of Captain America and Songbird, and DC in the case of Star Sapphire. As always, this story is intended for the personal enjoyment of myself and my audience with no profit or revenue of any kind made from it's publication or distribution.]

[Also, I apologize for the lengthy time between chapters, but real life has been very time-consuming of late. I don't want to bore anyone with my problems, but I lost my apartment through no fault of my own, had to move, had to get a new used car to replace my old one, transfer to a new location in my job, and basically get used to a whole new life routine in a new place. It's taken until now for things to settle down enough I could begin writing again, and I hope that at least some of my old readers are still interested. To those who will read this for the first time, welcome, and to those who were my former readers i say welcome back and thanks for the patience, and I hope I won't run into any more long delays like this one anytime soon!]

Scarlet Starlight



Chapter 11: Thunder, Thunder, Thunder...





Thor, the Asgardian Thunder God and founding Avenger, roared out in pleasure as he erupted inside the warm, soft, clenching tight pink sheath of Donna Troy, the Titanian Amazon who was his partner in sexual congress this day. She in return moaned out her own bliss as climax gripped her as well, and she in turn gripped him as her inner self clamped down on his pulsing member in rhythmic waves. Eyes closed, head thrown back, voicing her passion to the sky, and then when the moment of intense perfection finally passed she opened bright blue eyes shining with intensity as she locked her lips to his, sealing their temporary union as she relaxed against him to relax into the afterglow. It was turning out to be an excellent morning.



At least, if you could call it that. It was actually probably late afternoon at the earliest, but they'd slept and awoken so it was close enough to morning as far as she was concerned. They were among the few left from the party the night before, where she and her Amazonian sister Diana had shared a blisteringly hot sexual tryst with the Thunder God she was still joined to intimately and Jessica Drew, the co-leader of the group who had thrown that most wonderful sex party. During the night, they'd all shared one another except for she and Thor, not for lack of desire but simply because they hadn't gotten the opportunity before exhaustion claimed them. When they awoke and found the others gone, they took their opportunity to rectify that oversight.



The stunning sapphire-eyed brunette certainly had no regrets in finishing what had begun the night prior, as Thor had proven to be every bit the lover as would equal his legendary reputation as a warrior. Unlike some gods and even some mortals, he was neither arrogant nor selfish in the ways of the flesh, seeing to her pleasure with patience and skill and respectfully complying with her every request. The only slight hitch had been when he presumed that she, like her sister, held a prohibition against taking a man in her front passage and had aimed for her rear entrance instead. That was solved with a simple instruction to stop and an explanation that she indeed wanted him the natural way, and that for the most part her rear entry was in fact limited to exit only. Not that she minded something small like a tongue or single finger, and in fact she had taken a finger inside her clenching hot anal passage this last time she'd ridden him on top, adding to the intensity of experience as she gripped him, but nothing larger. She had tried it "the greek way" before, more than once, and had never found it any better than mildly uncomfortable and concluded that anal sex was not for her.



That had not been the case the night before, with her sister Diana the Wonder Woman. The Thunder God had been surprised the opposite way then, as he'd been invited to join with the black-haired demigoddess only to be barred from her perfect pink and instructed to fuck her ass, instead. As she explained, the goddess Artemis had banned her from taking a man inside her womb, but had no instruction against taking it "in the greek fashion". And thus, after a bit of preparation, he'd pressed himself into her magnificent ass instead. Any disappointment he had felt at not getting to experience her perfect womanly pink sheath evaporated as the intense pleasure of her incredible ass overwhelmed him, and he wisely didn't complain. In truth, Diana would have preferred the natural way herself, and given a choice would take what man she chose the way she chose, but the Virgin Goddess of Hunt who had given her name to the young demigoddess was not one to compromise. Diana was unwilling to risk the goddess' wrath, nor the withdrawal of the powerful blessings she had given, and thus had learned to first endure and eventually enjoy taking a man into her ass instead. She was no true virgin, not in the physical sense of still retaining what modern mortals colloquially called a "cherry", and had enjoyed both toys and fingers inside her from female lovers and quite enjoyed the experience. Being taken in the ass instead was a lesser pleasure, but a pleasure nonetheless as she had learned to adapt and find the path to getting ecstasy from the rectal form of fucking. It especially helped if she had a secondary source of pleasure from the front such as a tongue or fingers from a female playmate, and in this case while she was getting it in the ass from the Thunder God she was enjoying the magnificent Spider-Woman vaginally, connected through the magic strap-on toy that she was fucking the smaller woman with. To say it worked out well for all involved would be a vast understatement.



In the present, though, both Diana and Jessica were no longer present as Thor and Donna held each other, basking in the glow of their powerful joining. Diana had risen early and chosen to return to JLA headquarters to put in some required duty time there, and Jessica had been called sometime during the day for a meeting with her superior officer, Avengers leader Captain America. Most of the others, especially those who had paired up with a single partner during last night's festivities, had retired to bedrooms to be alone together and sleep the day, leaving only a few from the night prior still left in the main room. Among those, the largest number was the feline grouping populated by Tigra, Cheetara, Hellcat, and the Black Cat, who had been joined in the catpile sometime during the time Thor had been asleep by the two new felines Starlion and Ryoko. Some among them had awakened briefly and looked over when Thor and Donna began making the sounds of passionate exertion, but had otherwise shown neither interest nor objection, and so they carried on. When they'd finished, Thor found his thoughts turning to the lady Jessica, hoping for her return before the brunette in his arms felt it time to depart. He doubted Diana would be coming back anytime soon to complete the triple set of black-haired blue-eyed lovelies he'd so enjoyed the night prior, but if he could get two of them once more he'd be most pleased indeed.



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At Avengers Mansion West, Jessica's mind was occupied with more immediate concerns than the pleasures of the flesh she had enjoyed the night before or for those she might hope for in the night to come. Captain America was more than just a superior officer like those above her at SHIELD, or just her leader on the Avengers. Captain America was a living legend, the very definition of hero, and she didn't like displeasing him. Thus, her attention was focused sharply on the meeting he had requested.



He had, of course, only very recently recovered from his near-death during the Red Skull's most recent conspiracy, and was in the process of getting back up to speed on current events and taking care of overdue business. Thus, once the pleasantries were exchanged, he got down to business quickly.



"As you know, Norman Osborn was put in charge of the Thunderbolts program under Maria Hill's term at SHIELD, and you're also well aware of what a debacle that turned out to be. When I came back, he'd already been suspended by Val Cooper and the program put on hold, and well one of the first things Sharon did under my advice was to dismiss him entirely and front-burner the investigation into his activities. That also meant purging the ranks of the likes of Venom and Bullseye... well hell, damned near all of them, really. There wasn't really much left in the organization worth salvaging, and honestly none of us think it's worth trying to continue. Instead, Val is restarting her Freedom Force program and using the former Thunderbolts facility to house it in."



Jessica absorbed all of this, and nodded. "I agree with all of that a hundred percent, but what does it have to do with me? If it was just a news update, you could have called."



He nodded assent to her words, and answered her question. "The Thunderbolts license under the Initiative program still exists, though it's essentially orphaned at this point. There's one good member left at this point, and she's not enough to fill a team license all by herself. On the other hand, don't think it's gone unnoticed what you've been building over at Avengers West. I've already consulted with Val and Sharon both, and they agree that the best way of going forward is to transfer the Thunderbolts license and it's sole remaining member to you."



Jessica blinked, pleasantly surprised but also concerned. "I'm honored, but... what does that mean for me and the Avengers?"



He smiled. "What, do you really think we'd want to lose you? Tigra has her sub-team with the license she holds for her feline group, you'd be the same. You and Carol, co-leaders of your own sub-team and retaining your full Avengers membership. You'd be approved to headquarter it at Avengers West or seek out a new home of your own with our full support and assistance."



She sat awed for a bit as she listened, letting it sink in, and then smiled at the mention of Carol. "She's really earned it, hasn't she?"



He nodded and returned the smile. "Absolutely. Tony has been looking for a way to make things up to her since the Civil War fiasco, and this is a good way to accomplish two goals in one. Besides, even beyond your personal relationship the two of you work together very well, a good mix of leadership styles and skillsets. You've both paid your dues, but for a promotion with responsibility you need to have what it takes to get it done as well. Everyone who matters agrees that you do."



She nodded and smiled softly, agreeing with the wisdom of his words and honored at the praise. "When you put it like that, I couldn't possibly refuse. So when do I meet the new girl?"



He smiled. "Karla is waiting in the den for us, whenever you're ready."



Jessica blinked, suddenly taken aback. "Karla Sofen? Moonstone?! You have to be kidding me...!"



He nodded and grinned. "Damned right I am. If it was up to me, she and Osborn would be sharing a cell together and if they kill each other, so much the better."



She sighed in relief, a bit chagrined but amused at the joke. "Don't scare me like that."



He chuckled. "Oh come on, you can handle it. As new command pranks go, that one was mild." Then he smiled and stood. "Ready to meet your actual new member?"



She nodded agreement, and they moved to the den area where the woman was waiting for them. Jessica smiled when she recognized the pale blonde hair bleached white and adorned with streaks of magenta, a color scheme that was also reflected in her costume. The younger woman returned the smile, a little nervously, and Jessica broke the ice by offering a handshake and greeting.



"Songbird... I should have expected it would be you. Your reputation precedes you."



The former small-time villain gone good bit her lip nervously, hoping that was a positive statement. "Umm, that's good I hope?"



Jessica nodded and smiled as warmly and reassuringly as she could, and a touch of calming pheremones couldn't hurt either to take the edge off the girl's worry. "Without a doubt. You're here because you were the sole good apple left in a bad barrel."



The young woman sighed a bit in relief, but still held some apprehension. "Is it true that the Thunderbolts program has been canceled? I can't get into the base anymore and all my stuff is in storage. I've been worried sick they'd rescind my pardon and I'd either go back to jail or back on the run from the law. Neither one is an appealing option... I've kinda gotten used to the idea of being on the side of the angels."



Jessica smiled at that, and glanced to Cap who gave her a soft nod but otherwise remained quiet, indicating that it was up to Jessica to break the good news to her. "Well yes, the Thunderbolts program has been shuttered, but I wouldn't worry. There's no SHIELD squad waiting to take you into custody or anything. In fact, I have a new job offer for you."



In response, the younger and smaller woman bit her lip and bid her continue, a little anxious still. After all, the last time she'd gotten new orders it had turned out to be the Norman Osborn fiasco.



"I'm afraid it's not a leadership position, but it is something of a promotion. I've been assigned the Thunderbolts license to transfer over to my new group, and we want you on it. You'll be working under myself and Ms Marvel on the west coast, on a real bona fide hero team. And unless I'm mistaken, it comes with status as a reserve Avenger."



The former supervillainess blinked. "The Avengers...?" It seemed too good to be true.



Cap nodded, and smiled. "It gets better." He handed a set of papers to her, official looking documents, and announced. "Melissa Gold, you are hereby granted an official full pardon for crimes committed under the identity of Screaming Mimi, unconditional and non-revokable. You're a free woman, with a clean legal slate."



Melissa blinked and gasped, knees suddenly weak as tears sprung to her eyes as she reached for a chair to sit and steady herself. "A real pardon..."



Jessica nodded. "And a new career with the Avengers, if you'll take it."



Melissa blinked and looked up at her. "If I'll take it...? Are you kidding me? I could kiss you now I'm so happy!"



Jessica just smiled, and left her thought of "maybe later" unspoken. But if the attractive former supervillainess still felt that way later, in the privacy of their own base, Jessica wouldn't hesitate to take her up on it.



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Back at Cat's Den, the new headquarters for the equally new Thundercats team, Barbara Gordon was where she often loved most to be, behind the glowing monitors in the computer room. Many heroes, being the adrenaline-fueled sorts they are, tended to view monitor duty as a chore but Barbara loved it. She'd spent too long as the Oracle, confined to an inactive role where she used her mind instead of her body to accomplish good for her to resent it now --it felt natural to her, and she slipped into the mode easily and quickly. She'd always had a geek streak anyhow, and she'd been trained by a man who viewed preparation both in training and at the computer as utterly vital to success in the field. When she'd been injured, she shifted her time and focus to that area, doing her good at the computer working through others and training her body on the long road to recovery. Her geek side had reveled at the intellectual stimulation of purely mental challenge, and while she still loved her field work, her geek side still had a powerful draw for her that led her to feel truly at home behind the computers.



And what a set of computers it was. She'd worked with some amazing rigs in her day, those built by the Batman as well as those she'd put together herself that were among the best in her world, but even the JLA machines she'd worked with had nothing on this. Maybe if she'd had enough time with the Kryptonian technology they had at their disposal to optimize it... but no, this was beyond anything she'd ever seen. A living alien starship, with a crystalline neural network that was more a brain than a simple computer. And she couldn't help but feel she had barely scraped the surface of it's capabilities.



And so it was that it --no, she-- knew that something was coming and warned Barbara even before the signal came in. Putting it up on the screen, she was greeted by the smiling face of Jessica Drew, flanked by an unfamiliar face. To her pleasant surprise, a subscreen was popping up filled with information on the new woman before Barbara even had a chance to run a search on her own... oh, yeah. She was quickly learning to love this machine.



"Barbara, is Carol around? I've got a guest and some good news for her and I want to see her when we get in."



Barbara didn't even have to check the screen to know the answer to that as she smiled in return. "She has a guest too, and we have a couple others as well. I'll set up a group invite to the den-lounge? I sense a party coming."



Jessica glanced a moment at her guest with a touch of that grin in her sparkling blues, and nodded. "Sounds like an excellent plan. We'll be incoming soon, ETA being forwarded to you now."



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Soon enough, there was a gathering in the same room that they had inaugurated with the amazing party after the victory against the interstellar assault force. A good number of those who had attended that party the night before were in attendance now, though others had since found bedrooms of their own or departed entirely and presumably would not be present for this one. As her eyes roamed the gathered attendees, Jessica's eyes first fell on her lover Carol Danvers and the Green Lantern Hal Steven "Steve" Jordan she'd spent the night before with her legs, lips and orifices wrapped around, along with a new woman she didn't recognize. She was black haired, like Jessica herself, with a slim but taut body and bright violet eyes set in attractive features. Carol was between her and Jordan, and there seemed to be a bit of tension there of some sort, as he looked somewhat uncomfortable at her presence while she remained cool to him... those two had history. And yet it wasn't open hostility or even smoldering hatred she sensed in their body language towards each other, it was --it hit Jessica all at once as her detective mind and training led her to put together what she was seeing. The mix of sexual tension plus emotional uncertainty contrasted with distrust and lingering hurt and anger made it clear that they were exes. Noting this, and smiling and nodding to the woman in polite greeting, she promised herself to ask Carol who the woman was and what the story was as soon as she could.



Moving on, her eyes settled last on two other new figures, ones well known to her. She smiled as she met the eyes of Peter Parker, the Spider-Man, and the stunning redhead who was both his wife Mary Jane Parker as well as the ancient warrior woman Sonja of Hyrkania whose soul magically shared Mary Jane's body. It had been weeks since she'd last seen him, but she smiled at the memory of what had been an amazing time spent together.



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WEEKS AGO, AVENGERS MANSION, NEW YORK CITY



"Good morning, Peter..."



Slowly, Peter Parker awoke, both to the sound of the feminine voice coaxing him to awaken but also to the feel of soft, long-nailed fingertips stroking his morning-erect cock through the sheet. Softly, he smiled to himself, enjoying the pleasant way of being woken up and also anticipating a very nice way to start the morning.



"Mmm, MJ, you sure know how to make a man happy to be woken up..."



A soft chuckle, and the feminine voice spoke again. "I bet she does... but I'm not MJ."



He blinked, eyes still blurry but his mind coming up to speed as he came more awake and memory filtered back to him of the night before. She was right, it wasn't MJ's voice, but how? He'd gone to sleep with his wife in his arms, even though earlier that night he'd had sex with...



"...Jessica? What happened to MJ?"



His vision slowly cleared, resolving on the smiling face of Jessica Drew as she spoke. "I'm afraid Sonja woke up first and wanted a round with the ladies, so me and Tigger came in to keep you company instead. I'm sure she's doing wild, pornographic things to Carol and Felicia as we speak, so we thought we'd do you the favor of not leaving you out in the cold and without any fun."



"I really appreciate that --Tigger?" he paused and looked over at the woman on the other side of him with a raised eyebrow, taking in her tawny furred body and glittering gold-blue eyes, and she chuckled at his reaction while Jessica explained in a teasing, playful tone of voice.



"Yes, it's a nickname, and if you give her shit about it she might leave, and that wouldn't be any fun now would it?"



Peter blinked, and shook his head. "I wouldn't dream of teasing a beautiful naked woman with claws resting so near my major arteries."



He looked down at her hand, where it stroked his chest and the junction of his neck and shoulders, and she chuckled and patted him. "Smart decision."



He smiled softly as he looked between the two stunning Avengers women, one he'd had for the first time last night and the other he had yet to experience but seemingly soon would enjoy. "How did I get so lucky?"



Jessica chuckled gently as she responded. "Karma, I'd guess. You've had more than your share of hell, it's your turn to get something good for a change."



He thought that over, and nodded with a small smile. The woman had a point.



-----



Not long after, after enough time to freshen up in the bathroom and then return to the bed for affection and foreplay, he was getting about as good as it ever gets. As he lay on his back, his face was filled with the amazing scent and taste and feel of Jessica's most intimate flesh as she straddled his face and he felt the incredible warm wet tightness of Tigra's feminine channel grip his member, her furred thighs caressing his hips as she rode him. To call it amazing would be a dire understatement, and the two women seemed unlikely to complain either as they enjoyed both him and each other, arms wrapped around each other and kissing each other with passionate intensity as they rode him as one joined unit. He knew it wouldn't be long until orgasm claimed them, and sure enough Jessica was soon coming hard and bathing his face in her incredible, arousing nectar and Tigra was sent over the edge by the turn-on of her female partner's pleasure and the fresh burst of powerful pheremones. As she clamped down on his dick with a powerful roar of pleasure, Peter's ability to hold back failed him and he gave voice to his own intense pleasure as he fired his fluids deeply up into her clenching perfect pink.



After a short time of recovery, he felt them both dismount from him with an aching pang of separation as Tigra released his cock from her feminine core, but he was quickly rewarded with the sight of Jessica on her back, legs spread for him, as she softly voiced the words "My turn." She didn't have to ask him twice as he mounted atop her in the classic missionary position, lining up with her feminine entrance that he'd so recently had his tongue in and pushing deep within her to the hilt. As they both moaned in mutual pleasure, she rewarded him by wrapping him with both arms and legs, pulling him close so she could share an intense kiss with him and taste her still fresh juices from his mouth and tongue. As they joined as one in intimate congress, Tigra purred and watched them as they moved together in pursuit of passion and pleasure.



Once again, it was Jessica that came first and this time Peter was able to hold back his orgasm and let her ride out her own. Jessica smiled and changed their positions so that he could continue to fuck her, going to hands and knees and positioning herself with her face between Tigra's luscious furred thighs to taste both of her natural nectar and of the liquid male lust that Peter had so very recently pumped her full of. Mmming at the combined flavor, she worked to bring her feline lover off as she savored it while Peter moved to take her from behind.



She only paused long enough tell Peter no when he seemed like he might position himself at her back entry, explaining that she was still a little sore there and she wanted to play frontdoor only for the time being. Obliging her without complaint, she soon felt him pushing through her netherlips deep into her pulsing feminine pink. As he began pumping his penetrating shaft deep within her, she moaned at the pleasure and refocused herself on the exquisite feminine bounty her beloved tigress was sharing with her, burying her face and tongue deep within fur-trimmed pink to savor every last drop of nectar flowing from those soft pink lips. She knew it wouldn't be long before she came again, and she expected that when she did her arachnid lover would be pumping his cum deep into her just as he had the Tigra.



This time, though, Tigra beat them both to it as she mewled and then roared out her intense climactic peak, the pleasure hitting her in waves before it finally became too much for her orgasm-sensitized center and she had to pull away. In response, Jessica straightened up against Peter to kiss him deeply, sharing Tigra's taste with him as their lips locked passionately together. Moments later, she pushed backwards to urge him onto his back, falling with him to grind herself against him back to front, as his mouth found the nape of her neck to nibble and suckle as her slickened pink gripped his probing shaft pumping deep within her. Soon, his arms that were locked around her reached to allow one hand to find a luscious breast and the other her little pink pleasure button, and Jessica's ragged breathing and rhythmic clenching of his member by her intimate inner muscles told the tale of just how close she was to her next climax.



Tigra wasn't one to let such a beautiful sexual display pass her by without making the most of it, so she crawled over to put her face right to the juncture of the joined lovers, and but moments of that extra attention was all it took as Tigra's hot breath and licking tongue added to the already powerful sensations of their fucking. As the two erupted virtually simultaneously, Jessica arching up like a bowstring and screaming out her pleasure while Peter let out a moaning roar into the juncture of her neck and shoulder, Tigra licked up the dripping juices that flowed from their union as Jessica's juices overflowed and carried with them some of the cum that Peter was shooting so deep inside her. As the exquisite tiger woman purred, she kept her tongue seeking every drop and when they finally decoupled, licked first his shaft clean and then set her tongue to probing deeply for all the nectar she could get from her dark-haired lover's luxuriously scented feminine center.



For a time thereafter, all three rested and relaxed together, Peter's arms still around Jessica as they rested half on their sides and half on their backs, with Tigra's head rested on Jessica's thigh and still happily breathing in the aroused scent of Jessica's inflamed womanhood and purring at the beauty of it. Eventually, though, her tail began to lash and she began to fidget a bit as her thighs rubbed together... she was still horny. Fortunately, she knew both what she wanted and how to entice her prospective lover to one more round, and more fortunately still those two things were one and the same. Rolling onto her stomach, facing away from the pair she looked back over her shoulder at Peter and locked eyes on him, spreading her asscheeks with both hands as her tail lashed, putting her most intimate hole on sexual display for him.



"Oh Spiii-der, come and get it."



Peter blinked, but didn't have to be told twice as he was already beginning to get his erection back just looking at the enticing display. He wasn't quite ready to go again yet, though, and it wouldn't hurt to warm her up again either, so he knelt to lean down and put his face between those luscious cheeks and seek the warm wet that was her feminine pink below her star-puckered tailhole. She purred when he found it and he moaned in response, and in moments she was getting wet and hot and his erection was returning to full and ready status. He felt glad that Jessica had cleaned his fluid out from her so thoroughly before, tasting only her own feminine scent and not what he'd added, and he'd almost forgotten he was supposed to be fucking her ass and indeed about much of anything else by the time she reminded him of his task. She'd been warmed up quite thoroughly before through the earlier rounds, and there was only so much of what amounted to foreplay she could take before she grew impatient and ready for the main event.



"Come into her anus, said the tiger to the spider..." Jessica quipped softly with a bit of a smirk as she handed Peter a vial of lubricant and settled back to watch the action. Tigra, for her part groaned at the joke and muttered about making her pay for it later, but Jessica merely smiled and told them both to get on with the show.



Neither of them showed any resistance to that suggestion as Peter used the lube both on his cock to thoroughly slicken it up and also applying it to and within her clenching back passage to both lube her up and ready her asshole for the filling it would be getting. And when he finally did position his cockhead at her rear entrance, he wondered if maybe he hadn't loosened her up enough as he could barely move forward against the immense resistance of her tightly clenched rear hole. She hissed a bit as some pain flowed from her invaded ass, and he tried to stop for her comfort, but she only growled at him not to stop. He didn't dare not do what he was told, and he continued his slow press until his hips met the soft fur of her perfect asscheeks and the ring of her sphincter was securely wrapped around the base of his intruding shaft.



Long moments later, after a bit of time for both of them to adjust to the powerful sensations, she bid him to "Go ahead, fuck my tailhole!" and he obliged her by beginning a slow but steady rhythm in and out of her vice-tight rectal tube. He lay down atop her as they found the motion together, kissing her intently as they began their ride up the stairway to sexual heaven together. Soon, Tigra's purrs and Peter's grunts were joined by Jessica's moans as the raven beauty was moved to let her own fingers work her pink center by the intense view of the passionate anal coupling. It wasn't long before their world constricted for them to just the three lovers and the powerful pleasure they were experiencing with one another, and all thoughts but their joining fled from their minds. Time stretched to a small eternity as nothing else touched their awareness, there was no thought for the past or the future or for the world outside their bed, only for the passion and pleasure as three became one.



That small eternity was both blessed in it's wondrous power but also cursed to end sometime, and at some point one or another of them found it too much and was pushed beyond the limits of sexual endurance into the throes of mindsearing orgasm, pulling the others into the waves of shattering pleasure, until finally the storm broke and the waves receded, leaving the three floating in ecstatic bliss to hold tight to each other as they slowly drifted to earth--



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"...Earth to Jessica, come in Jessica?"



She blinked, shocked from her reverie by the teasing voice of her lover, Carol Danvers the amazing blonde Ms Marvel and distracted from her memories of pleasure with the Spider-Man. Looking back from him to her, she blushed a bit and looked sheepish as her lover chuckled, and Jessica wasn't about to stand for that as her defensive urges kicked in and she counterattacked by pulling her lover into an intense kiss that would easily fool an observer into thinking they'd been apart far longer than the few hours it had actually been. Near them, their three guests looked sheepish themselves and in seeking of a polite escape route, before the two lovers broke the kiss and assured the others there was no need to go anywhere.



Quickly thereafter, Jessica was introducing her companion as Melissa Gold, the Songbird, and Carol was introducing hers as well after exchanging pleasant greetings with the white-with-lavender haired young woman.



"...and this is Carol Ferris, owner of Ferris Aircraft and also known as the spectacular Star Sapphire--" Carol paused, noting that the other Carol was staring, first at Jessica and then around the room in awestruck shock. "Are you ok...?" she probed, hoping to get her attention back and wondering what had distracted her so.



For Carol Ferris, it wasn't until the third time her name had been called that she'd finally snapped out of it, mind reeling at the implications of what she'd seen. How could she have possibly missed it before? Perhaps she'd been distracted by the social, emotional and sexual tension that always flowed between her and a certain Hal Steven Jordan, but now she couldn't help but see it. Redstars... almost every single one of them had them. Jessica in particular had them so intensely that she'd have to have been blind to fail to see, and now that her eyes were open to them it was easy to focus her awareness through her Sapphire gem and see where they resided in the others as well. In fact, it was easy to see by the progression of who had them the strongest who had been exposed first and who most recently. It also became quickly obvious that this Jessica woman was the first to be compromised, and had clearly spread them to the others starting with her lover the other Carol.



She couldn't tell them that, of course, so she had to think quickly for an excuse. "I'm sorry..." she stammered a moment, then figured out her lie. "You know we're spreaders of the message of free love... I just tumbled to the energy patterns in this room and realized that you all have been sharing in it to the point I feel like my job is done here before it even begins."



Jessica looked a little skeptical, but let it go when the other Carol smiled and pulled her into a kiss, telling her that she was free to stay a while and reap the rewards of their free love philosophy. Even if it wasn't a tempting enough offer all on it's own, it would have been worth it to watch her ex and occasionally on and off again flame respond with nervous apprehension and mixed emotions at seeing her practically tongue-fucked by his most recent lover. This was just getting better and better.



"Mmm... my dear, that is an offer I couldn't possibly refuse."



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A short time later, Jessica and her Carol were cuddled close on a couch, sharing a drink and either other's closeness and company as Jessica explained to her the good news that Captain America had given her earlier in the day.



"...the license is ours now, yours and mine. We can make this little side group we've been building the real deal."



The blue-eyed blonde lit up with a brilliant smile and met her dark-haired love with an excited, passionate kiss. "That's perfect! I was going to look into that very thing, either applying for our own license or seeing if I could revive the one I held when I headed up that group for Tony during the war.." she frowned but a moment as unpleasant memories of the Civil War and what she'd been forced to do under government orders flashed through her mind, but she ejected them quickly and grinned once more. "I even have a name in mind."



Jessica grinned and inquired curiously, urging her to elaborate.



"Yeah..." she nodded, and continued. "We seem to have a thunder theme going around here anyhow, Thundercats, Thunderbolts, a Thunder God, and back when I was with the Air Force I always wanted to join the Thunderbirds... so why not that? Last I counted all of us who aren't catty types can fly, so it's a theme we can claim. They're the Thundercats, we can be the Thunderbirds."



Jessica's grin only grew wider, enthused by the infectious excitement in the woman she cared for most in all the world. "Since it makes you that happy, how could I say no? Thunderbirds it is."



In the next moment, Jessica found herself glad she knew judo, or else she might have been hurt as she was bowled over as she was practically tackle-hugged by the larger, stronger blonde. And the moment after that, she decided she wouldn't have cared anyhow as she was swept away by the soul-searing kiss that was met by equal fire from within her for the woman she loved.



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It hadn't taken long thereafter to set up the celebration to come. In less than half an hour, the room was ready for them complete with a buffet meal and an open bar stocked with enough of both to satisfy even a viking war band, and music and lighting and decorations to set the party mood properly. By now, virtually everyone had been around long enough to know how their parties tended to go, and those who were new had been warned and had chosen to stay and ride it out. As people began to filter in and move for the food or drinks or for desired company, all were in high spirits anticipating good times --and good sex-- to come.



And on the screens that displayed both music-timed lighting patterns and the name of the party theme, it spelled out in bright chrome letters what they were all there to celebrate:



"THUNDERBIRDS ARE GO!"



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[to be continued]