Make something up

"Well, the thing about superhero powers... is that it can only be passed on genetically, and I've been getting into more dangerous situations lately," you lie.

"And you're worried you might die?"

You shake your head. "No, I accept that as a risk of doing my job. But..."

It takes Chloe a while to understand what you're hinting at. "Oh," she says and you nod.

"Yeah. I was going to a fertility clinic to donate some sperm in hopes that someday a child would grow up with my powers, but you never know who ends up being the child's mother, and he or she won't even know about their powers. So I was hesitating and then I saw this convention and came in..."

You can see the dilemma play out in Chloe's head from her expression and you decide to make a last push for it. Worse case scenario, you can still utilize your mind control ring.

"It's too much to ask," you say, "I'll restart time and let you get back to what you were doing." You act like you're about to wave your hands to magically make time go again, when Chloe grabs your hands and stops you.

"Wait! No, I'll do it," she says.

"I can't ask you to do that. We hardly know each other. And it's a big responsibility, raising a superhero."

"But it's important that your powers get passed on if anything should happen to you... Plus, I'm an Agent of Shield," Chloe grins and you two burst out in laughter.

"So... should we go somewhere?" you ask sheepishly.

"A hotel? Wait, how long can you keep time frozen like this?"

"As long as I want."

"Oh. Come with me," Chloe takes your hand and you let her lead you away through the throngs of nerds in costumes. She brings you to the Walking Dead panel and drags you to the stage where the crew is seated in a long row while answering questions. You can see Lauren Cohan's mouth open as she was speaking when you stopped time. Her co-stars are looking at her. The room is packed to capacity and you follow Chloe onto the stage. There's a big gap on the stage between the tables and the edge where the audience is, and Chloe looks out into the sea of people with her hands on her hips. "This is kinda hot, right?" she blushes. "Always wondered what it would be like doing it in front of a lot of people."

You agree with a chuckle and lie down on the stage, with the top of your head facing the audience, and undo your pants. Chloe stands there as she watches you push your jeans down to your knees, and the bulge in your boxers is obvious. Chloe bites her lips as she steps closer to you, staring at your crotch.

"Chloe, you don't have to..." you say, "but the world would be a safer place if you did."

That last bit was enough to motivate her as Chloe nods to herself and undoes her pants, pulling them and her white granny panties down to her ankles, struggling to pull them off for a few moments. From your vantage point on the floor, you can see that she's completely shaved below and you grin in anticipation. You can't believe she fell for your lie as she straddles your body and sits down on your thighs. She looks at you as her hands move to the waistband of your boxers and she peels them down, letting your hard cock spring forward.

"Oh," she mutters and she grabs it to stop it from swaying back and forth. Her hand feels nice around it.

"Can you take your top off?" you ask.

"Huh? Uh, I don't know. Is it necessary? I already feel so naked in front of everyone even though they can't see me."

"It would help me."

"Okay," Chloe says and she loses her pink jacket and pulls her white blouse over her head. She's wearing a plain, black bra. She reaches behind and unhooks it, letting it fall off her chest and revealing a decent pair of breasts. Now completely naked, she leans forward and places her hands on your chest for support. "You better not start time halfway through or they'll see a naked Chloe Bennet bouncing up and down on a stranger," she says.

"Then you'd better keep the glasses on," you retort and she giggles. Her ass slides up your thighs until you can feel her pussy lips rub against the length of your cock and she stops when it reaches the tip.

"Ready?" Chloe asks but she doesn't wait for you to respond as she sinks onto your cock and moans. "Oh god, it's huge!" she screams and she starts to bounce on your cock. You let her do all the work as she gradually works into a good rhythm and leans back, placing her hands on your knees. You're then free to reach out and grab her breasts, pinching and twisting her pointed nipples as she fucks you. Soon, the convention room is filled with the carnal sounds Chloe is making while her ass smacks against your hips every now and then, and you're impressed that she's taking your entire cock pretty well. It's incredibly hot and soon you're groaning and cumming inside her, though she doesn't stop.

"I'm cumming," you say repeatedly as you feel stream after stream of your semen spurting out.

"Just a sec...ond..." Chloe moans as she keeps fucking you past your orgasm until you feel an additional wave of warmth envelop your cock. "Fuck!" Chloe moans as she keeps bouncing on your cock and you lie back with your hands behind your head and admire her naked form.