Awkward Conversation

I fired the plasma sniper rifled two times and cried triumphantly as I saw both players names appear on the side of the screen, "Double-headshot! Ha Yea!"

There was a knock at the door and I remembered Taylor was coming over and I dropped out of the game, "Yea, come in!"

The door didn't open, "Are you decent?" came Taylor's voice through it.

My cheeks flushed as I remembered the last time she'd come over, not that I minded too much. She'd liked what she saw and the license had pumped up her arousal. A little harmless fun. My self-imposed prohibition with having sex with her was wearing thin and the growing anticipation for finally getting with her was getting strong. I glanced down at the my sleeveless athletic shirt and briefs bulging with my sleeping tool, "Yea! Come in, Taylor!"

Taylor walked in and I turned in my rolling chair with smile. I saw she had her panties and her bra in her hands and I wanted to slap my forehead. I'd forgotten that was still up! I tried to think if anything too crazy was still on the board. Meg was always pushing things.

She was frowning as she looked at me, carefully not looking at my crotch, "What is it?" I asked.

"Um.... you're wearing uh underwear..."

Oh! "That actually only applies to women and uh. Sorry, If I'd thought about it I'd have made an exception for you. Er. Sorry." Things were still pretty awkward between us.

"No, uh it's fine. Its the law. Its cool." She was silent as she nervously looked around the room, "Um... here...for the inspection I guess." She held out her plain white panties and bra.

I cocked my head but got up and took them from her because well, the idea of Taylor just up and handing me her underwear was kind of hot, "Cool but, uh what inspection?"

A look of knowing and irritation crossed her face as well as object mortification as she stared at the small garments in my hands. Shit! Meg, damnit! I salvaged the situation, summoning the License and showing it to Taylor, "Oh. Oh! THAT inspection! I was supposed to put that on the board too. God, I'm the worst agent ever.. uh. Right. I need to inspect these." I groped for a reason and came up with nothing. I waved it off, "It's a sex thing." That usually sufficed- my power was broken.

Taylor's eyes widened, "So we're going to have sex then?" Her eyes dropped to my bulging crotch and I caught the telltale signs of Taylor getting turned on. Given my ability to just turn people on at will, I was growing to be something of an expert on it.

Okay, I was pretty much aware of the trap this would be. I don't know if Taylor wanted to have sex with me but she had to know I had sex with pretty much anybody I found attractive. Thanks to Megan the pussy/ female Whisperer I knew Taylor had some pretty strong self-esteem issues and you know there was the bitches three's bizarrely focused campaign against her that I couldn't have missed. At some point, Taylor would have to have been asking herself why I wasn't fucking her. Did every female want to be fucked by me? Was my power going to my head? Yes. Yes it was. IN any event, now was not the time so...

Vanishing the License, I told her, "I'd totally be down for that if you were. I like you. Am attracted to you. Also pretty into casual sex. If we're mutual here. Then yea, let's go for it. But it wouldn't be official business if you know what I mean. When the order comes down, you'll be the first to know though." I chuckled at my poor joke.

She was silent for a long moment before she nodded, looking relieved, "Uh good and uh.." She was about to say something but thought better of it, "...nevermind."

I grinned and sing songed, "You like me and AM attracted to me too, right?"

Her face was red and she rolled her eyes at me, "Maybe. But that's not why I came over."

"Okay, what's up?"

"I know you're a parahuman."

I stared, not quite believing what I was hearing and alarmed. If people really knew I had a power, knew what it did- I'd be toast! "What? No, I'm not. Why would you even think that? I don't have magicpowers!"

Taylor looked uncomfortable, one hand grasping the wrist of her other hand as she held it down by her side. She released it and held her hands up placatingly, looking at me,
"Its okay. I'm not going to tell anyone. Look. Even without what I figured out, the way you just reacted would have proven it. You're not a good liar, Saul."

I tilted my head to the side, confused. If she knew my power, why wasn't she pissed? But wait she'd just been obeying all my stupid rules like they were normal..."What did you figure out?"

"I researched it. Embarrassing research let me tell you. Your... size...is exceptional, like one has never been documented that big and the chances that a guy would be that large is several hundreds of trillions to one. And-"

"Hold up. How do you even know my size? I wasn't even hard when you walked in on me..."

"I didn't walk in on you! Your sister practically threw me onto the room! And its fourteen inches. It says so on your license."

Right. That. "Oh. I keep forgetting that."

"But its not just that. You also have a physique that takes an insane regimen of exercise and diet. I looked that up too. You eat whatever you want and never go to the gym. I asked Megan."

"So... I have good genetics..." I said, knowing it was a thin reed.

Taylor cocked her head to the side and gave me a frank look that said 'Come on'. "Megan said you weren't muscular at all a couple months ago. Skinny. No matter what your work out plan is you can't build muscle like you did that quickly. Not without **** anyway. Come on, I'm not an idiot. I mean- you can tell me here-" She stopped with her mouth open and she clearly thought about it before her jaw firmed and her eyes grew determined, "I'm a cape too, Saul."

Bwah... She had powers too... "What-" I trailed off.

She smiled slightly and held out one hand and some bugs, a few butterflies and ladybugs came flying out from behind her to flutter about above her palm, "I can control insects." They lined up in a v formation and flew towards me as Taylor added, "Sense through them too that's what clued me in about you in the first place. You smell completely different to bugs than pretty much everyone and uh..." she looked embarrassed but pressed on, "Specifically your crotch. I guess its pheromones that uh... arouses women, right?"

Damn it. It was almost funny that she thought I was a cape because of Amy's little modifications to my body. Using my fake authority in the sex arena, I'd convinced her to make all sorts of little changes though honestly the majority of them had been her idea. She was the biological genius after-all. I was just the horny bastard who wanted sex to be fun for everyone involved. I actually think her little experiments on me were a good outlet for her. She got to use her powers creatively and for something other than constant healing which had become sort of drudgery for her.

Still, this felt sort of awkward...

"So... my powers don't freak you out? I mean- making girls get horny. That doesn't seem kind of uh... bad to you?"

"Maybe but I assumed that's how you ended up working for the government. That seems like the responsible choice for someone in your shoes with uh... such sex-based powers. I mean- I'm assuming its sex-based. I figure you might be a brute with how uh... strong, you look." Taylor's blush increased as her eyes tracked down my body before making a hard left and away.

Well, I supposed my secret was still safe. "Okay, fine. You got me. I had a close call with Lung and I didn't want to die a... virgin... so I became someone who wouldn't have a problem fixing that, I guess." I rubbed the back of my head, looking down I said, "It's weird though, I think that the more women I have sex with, the more my body slowly adapts. The pheromones are pretty new, but early on I also gained the ability to keep my sperm sterile and my endurance has improved by leaps and bounds." Shit! Why the fuck did I say that?!

Oh yea. Keeping my promise to Amy about keeping her body modifications to me secret. Throwing people off the scent. Damn, I'm a great friend.

Taylor was sort of staring at my groin, her eyes kind of glazed for a moment before she looked away, her cheeks scarlet, "So uh Lung! Wow. What happened with that?"

I told her about my brief violent encounter at the mall, telling her to go ahead and sit down on my bed. There was a beat where I could pretty much see her wonder how many women I'd had sex with on it (Not that many just mom once and Meg a few times, generally I had sex in more interesting locations). The conversation eventually moved on to other topics and I learned Taylor wanted to be a hero, part of her impetus for confronting me was the thought that I might be interested in teaming up with her. I wasn't so sure I wanted to do anything like that, plus I wasn't actually that suited for crime-fighting but I don't know how I felt about Taylor going out alone either. That she was deadly serious about doing it was something I couldn't question. I was seeing a whole new side of Taylor, she had some definite backbone.

"Um... what about joining New Wave? They're awesome, like my favorite people outside my family. And you know Vicky and Amy. Why go it alone?"

Taylor looked unsure, "Well, Vi- Glory Girl and Panacea do already know about my powers..."

I jumped to my feet, "Great! It's Friday so they were probably expecting me to drop by soon anyway. Want to come along? Feel it out?" I was pretty on edge as it had been almost two hours since I'd had sex. If I didn't get some relief soon, my beast was going to wake and I'd either do Taylor right here or join Meg's little party.

Again Taylor looked anxious. I held my hand out to her and smiled.

She took it with an answering smile, nodding.

As we approached the door, Taylor said, "Saul."

"Yea?"

"Can I have my underwear back?"