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Chapter 3 by RokkuHoshi RokkuHoshi

How do things go with the Guardian?

Good, but could be better.

That night, Maxwell went with Marinette and Tikki to the Guardian's. The Guardian was confused about what was going on but happily listened to Maxwell's explanation. He then turned to Wayzz who told him what he could sense from the stranger.

"So, you bring Marinette and Tikki, reveal secrets that were not yet ready to be revealed, and ask for my help?" Master Fu asked, frowning at the man.

Maxwell nodded, frowning in disappointment. "I'm sorry, Master Fu. I had no other options. Plus, with what's gonna happen tomorrow night, I-"

"How do you know the future?" Wayzz asked inquisitively.

"Where I come from, this world is a TV show." Maxwell began explaining again, starting to get annoyed. "And, since Hawk Moth is going to akumatize Alya's sisters, I know how I can help."

"Wayzz, Tikki, let us talk in private." Master Fu sighed, looking at the Kwami.

While they spoke, Maxwell and Marinette stood outside the door, waiting. It was only a minute later when Master Fu told them to come back in. "I will help you but this won't happen every time."

"Thank you, Master Fu." Maxwell answered, smiling softly. "I would like the Eagle Miraculous, please. And the Fox for Alya tomorrow night."


A couple of hours later, Maxwell was walking down the street when he saw a beautiful and smart woman. He recognized her as Nadja Chamack, the news reporter.

She was alone, there was nobody else around, and he knew he'd have a chance to woo her.

"Nadja Chamack," he said as he came up behind her. When she spun with her fists raised, he raised his empty hands to her shoulder. "I just want to talk."

The woman was hesitant but decided that a talk with someone wouldn't be a bad idea. After all, there wasn't anyone outside of her coworkers and her daughter she could talk to some of the things weighing on her heart.

They walked back to her house, where Manon was already asleep. Nadja paid her babysitter, who left in a bit of a hurry to get to bed herself, before continuing the conversation with Maxwell.

"Where's Manon's father?" Maxwell asked, both curious and hesitant.

"He's gone." she sighed.

Without any warning, Maxwell pinned the woman to the wall by her shoulders to make out with her. She had been missing a man's touch. He wanted to take her but knew not to rush anything. As they continued kissing, he carried her to her room, with her guiding him wordlessly.

Once in her room, he threw her on the bed before climbing on top of her to continue their kiss, his hands roaming to pleasure her body.

"Take me," she whispered, lost in the passion. "Make me yours."

He began undressing her, continuing to play with her sensitive and deprived body. Her nipples were hard. Her slit was soaked. She wanted this. He would dominate her.

Just as she was about to orgasm, he pulled away from her. In wanting lust, she began begging him to take her body as his toy. He grabbed her head and slowly pulled her face towards his crotch. She knew what he wanted. She worked quickly to release his cock from his pants, only to be surprised by the massive member he held.

"Take it deep," he said, smiling down at her.

She took his entire 10 inches, **** herself as she slobbered on it, slowly bobbing her head.

He let her continue, moaning softly. "That's a good slut," he said as he stroked her hair.

About 10 minutes later, he was blowing his first load down her throat. She held herself on, not letting a drop escape. She wanted it all.

Not quite satisfied, Nadja laid back and spread her legs wide.

Maxwell immediately pounced, sliding his still-throbbing shaft deep in the mother's cunt. The rough pounding he gave her made them both wonder how Manon slept through it. The thought was barely there, though, through the merciless fucking.

"I'm gonna cum." Maxwell warned her. He didn't want her to be **** to carry a child she didn't want. He also didn't know what would happen if he had a daughter from another realm of reality.

His worries were for naught, though, as Nadja wrapped her legs tight around him. He nodded, massaging her tits as he began pumping his seed in her. He felt her twat spasming as she climaxed as well. Needless to say, they both passed out.

What's Nadja's reaction the next morning?

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