A Long Time Cumming

Stormfront had had... a day. It had started normal, then got pretty shitty, before she had to fly halfway across the city after her quarry, trek through what felt like a mile of sewer pipes, and then got to indiscriminately murder an entire apartment complex of inferior beings, before finally, FINALLY breaking that pathetic little yellow bastard's arms, neck, sprit, ad all in front of his sister, just to remind her of her place under the boots of Stormfront and her kind.

So overall, it was a day.

A day that she was celebrating by dropping in on her... partner? fuck buddy felt too impersonal for the way they'd been together, simple dates, sitting in the park, adopting a child?

Nick was a weird motherfucker, but he was this mother's fucker.

Nick, meanwhile, was draped into a soft couch, watching something. It was animated, and they were definitively speaking non-English.

"Hey babe, I missed you, feels like I haven't seen you in forever." Klara said, falling into the couch beside him as he wrapped one arm around her, cupping her ass as he rubbed his head.

"I know what you mean, guess it's just been one of those days. I saw your speech earlier, thought you'd be at the rally?" Nick said as Klara pouted, snuggling into him as he gave her a raised eyebrow. "You okay, did something happen?"

"Yes, something happened! But if I talk about it, I'm going to fry your room, so..." Klara stared at the tv, trying to decipher what was happening on screen. "I've got a couple hours until the rally, so you can fuck me, or tell me what we're watching."

Nick had unrobed impossibly fast, his cock already standing at attention as the German Supe smirked, barely lifting herself as he sheathed himself inside her, the pair lowly groaning as they settled into a slow pace.

"Jojo." Was his succinct answer as he softly kissed the side of her neck, his lips tracing her pulse. It was strangely romantic compared to their usual rough-and-tumble fucking. She hoped he wasn't already getting overly protective because she was pregnant, or it was going to be a long 9 months.

"If that's supposed to tell me anything, you'll have to do better. Unless you've already decided on a name, which might be very premature." Klara teased as she swiveled her hips, earning a throaty grunt as Nick nipped at her ear.

"The show, it's called Jojo's Bizarre Adventure, which I would've assumed you'd heard of, given your finger to the clit of pop culture. You can't open a meme without at least few references." Nick tried to explain, but Klara didn't really care. Although the way he talked, it certainly seemed like an untapped market, especially as she noticed on of the people on the screen. She pointed in bewilderment, unknowing mimicking another meme.

"This particular part of the story might be appealing to you, Jojo, that's him in the scarf is fighting an immortal vampire, the guy that looks like a twisted Mr. Olympia, so he teamed up with a group of Nazi's, specifically the guy in the middle who's a Nazi cyborg." Nick explained.

Stormfront turned around to give him a deadpan stare, only for something to occur to her.

"It was awfully convenient for that panda fucker to attack the news studio just as they had breaking news about Compound V?" She pressed, as Nick snorted noncommittedly.

"What can I say, sometimes the Lord answers our prayers. Tragedy about all the carnage though, I'm sure after his speech and all those dead people, an investigation will have to be made into any supporters in the local area, just to make sure a local cell isn't growing right under our noses. Especially given his sister's connection to William Butcher's gang of terrorists, they killed Translucent. I suppose if Ashley's any god at her job, she'll take the easy bait, and blame Kenji for Translucent's death, turn today into a celebration about how the Seven are undaunted by the invasion of-" Nick rambling monologue was cut short as Klara pressed her lips to his, her tongue pushing its way deeper into his mouth as he moaned.

"Leave all the heavy thinking to me, all you have to do is just be my sex toy." Klara stated, speeding up as she pushed him closer to the edge.

"I think I'm more than just a human dildo, thank you." Nick pouted, looking every bit the teenager he resembled.

"Of course, how could I forget, you're also," Klara leaned in, her hot breath tickling his ear, "Daddy." She squealed as he gripped her hips tightly, slamming into her one, two, three times before erupting inside, warmth filling her lower body.

"German engineering for the win." Klara smirked, turning back to the tv as she slowly rode her boyfriend, yes, that sounded right.