Plotting

"Work with Batman and find a method to disable the weapon. Tell him that you stumbled upon it and realized you needed to help. Make it believable."

"I make everything believable, darling," Selina purred. "The bat won't suspect a thing~♡"

He could hear Hadiyah shifting off the bed and striding into the bathroom. From the corner of her eye, he soaked up her toned bum.

"Shower," Hadiyah said tonelessly.

"Take the duffel bag with you too when you're finished," Aaron ordered. Between him, Selina, and Jaina, the vigilante Nobody had the highest chance of deconstructing the weapon and finding a way to counterattack it. He didn't know if the situation would escalate to that point but he couldn't risk it either.

Six metals: Dionesium, Electrium, and Promethium. Three remained from Leviathan's grasp: Batmanium, Nth Metal, and Eighth Metal. It must have been infuriating. To be so close, to invest so much money and effort, only to be denied their ultimate conquest due to an unknown, ordinary individual.

'Yeah, I wouldn't be surprised if Leviathan started bombing shit.'

"By the way, can I have your number?" Selina asked. She started writing numbers on his cockhead with her index finger. Aaron shuddered. Everything she did was so soft and gentle and tempting. Selina continued to entice him like a true seductress, the words rolling off her tongue with a special lure and husk. "We had such a good time. It would be a shame if we couldn't continue it…"

Immediately, a pair of large, soft melons went up against his back. Jaina's white hair entered the edges of his vision. "Back off, cat," Jaina snapped. "This man enjoys rabbits more."

Finally, after all the teasing and touching, Selina got up. She sat cross-legged and looked between Aaron and the lady on his shoulder. She broke into a laugh.

"My, oh my. You sure are good at stealing the love of a woman, Mr. Reigner. I'm jealous."

"Thanks." Aaron enjoyed Jaina's breasts so he didn't move. "But you will listen to what I said…right?"

There was a flash of emptiness in her eyes. Mind control. It was for but a brief instance. "Yes, sir!" Selina giggled.

'She's under my total control.' Of course she was. He had creampied her in the ass and pussy. Her womb was soiled in his essence. 'She's going to do what she does best: support Batman. Because that's how things are supposed to be. Gotham is better off when the bat and the cat are together.'

"As for you, Jaina…" Aaron trailed off. "Keep your phone with you at all times. I might need to message you to do something."

"Of course, master~!"

Jaina's willpower was the weakest. A kiss was all it took to control her and now with the added creampies her mind forever belonged to him. Aaron felt slightly guilty but when he was reminded why and for who he was doing this for his resolve hardened.

As Selina rose, she stretched and arched her back, arms interlocked and high in the air. Her taut belly led to her flawless cunt. Her green eyes were closed shut, innocently shaped, and she yawned.

Aaron couldn't keep his eyes off her. He tilted his head to glean at her ass which was she was pushing further and further back. Her naked white figure displaying its voluptuous, fit juiciness.

'Damn,' he said to himself. The arch of her back was astonishing, as if and helped her heart-shaped ass with its plumpness. Her arms went down, down, down, till they were parallel to her head. She continued stretching and letting out moans, before opening her eyes and smiling. The crinkles at the edges of her eyes told him everything.

She did it on purpose.

"Enjoy the show?" Selina asked, stepping forward. Aaron looked her nudity up and down. Her fitness, her shape, her spunk–it was all very, very provocative. "I would ask you to fuck me, but…I have work and I like feeling my legs." Her little laugh was egregiously addictive. "Seriously, my hips are dead. Luckily, a cat has nine lives."

His dangling cock twitched. Selina smirked at the sharp yet intense physical reaction and teasingly spread her cunt with two fingers. Her lips parted and she let out a little moan as her pussy convulsed and recalled the phantom ghost of his behemoth dick. A tear went down her leg.

Aaron was seriously considering her offer. Luckily, he had the self restraint to stop himself. "Very lucky," he said, acting unfazed.

He could feel Jaina vibrate in envy. Massive tits aside, she couldn't compare to Selina in the art of seduction. Smiling appreciatively, he nodded.

"Good luck," Aaron said. Her dazzling features quirked up with intrigue.

"Oh? Just like that?" Selina giggled to herself, a finger over her lips. "No extra round?"

"No, you're free to go."

"I could get used to you as my boy toy. My other partners were always so…demanding. Troublesome." She put a hand on her hip and adjusted her weight. His eyes rolled down to her breasts. Admittedly, he thought about it. Selina Kyle, Catwoman, she was a hell of a lay.

"You're different," Selina continued, smirking. "Calmer and twice as impressive. You have my previous lovers beat in every metric. I don't have to worry about your dick slipping out or making you cum too soon. Even then, you can let out a real load, not some watery spurt." She stepped closer. Aaron flicked from her chest to her lips. "I've put a group of men and women to sleep with my skills yet you handled me and three other wonderful women with ease. Five men combined couldn't cum half as much as you, let alone that thick. Two women in perfect sync couldn't eat pussy as well as you. You're–"

"Alright, alright." Aaron interjected before she fed his ego too much. He couldn't tell if she was exaggerating and he didn't care. He gave her his number and told her to wear some clothes and head out.

'No offence, it's nice to hear, but I really don't care.' Aaron disliked comparing himself to other people unless it was dirty talk. During sex, getting lost in the frenzy, it was okay. Afterwards, it just felt wrong.

Blame it on his fucked up moral compass. Oftentimes it seemed like it had no real direction and flickered as it pleased. But what could Aaron do? It was his moral compass for a reason.

'Plus, I'm sure the Selina deep, deep inside her is trying to resist and manipulate me. I won't fall for something like that.'

Selina Kyle. She was dangerous. Sexy and phenomenal at taking dick, but dangerous.

His orders were imprinted in her and Selina promptly changed her clothes. Before she cat walked out the door, her snug leather thief costume in a bag, she kissed him on the cheek. Jaina, ever the dramatic rich socialite, rolled her eyes and tried heckling her towards the door. Watching the naked brown woman taunt the sexy thief was amusing because of how ineffective she was at it. Selina continued to praise and flatter him relentlessly.

"Your cum is still inside me, you know." Selina rubbed her belly, where her womb was, and winked at him. "I wasn't able to wash it all off~"

"Great," he replied dully..

"And the condoms…" Selina cupped her cheek and shivered. "None of them fit. They all broke. It's like the world is begging you to breed…"

"Of course, Selina." His words amounted to filler. He wasn't interested in playing her game at all. Although…

'Now that I think about it, should I do something about my condom problem? I tried all the sizes the motel had and none of them worked. They all ripped as soon as I had a full erection.'

Creampieing a woman was a fetish of his, he supposed. But the actual spawn created from the union was a daunting thought.

He had told himself weeks ago to dial back on his womb-devouring creampies. The risks of a child were too high and too…unnecessary. Unfortunately, Aaron's greatest weakness was overcoming addiction and past habits. Coffee, creampies, moral neutrality, social skills. There was so much about himself he hated yet he could never find the strength within himself to push past it.

"You know…" Selina was like an unwanted devil whispering in his ear. Just from two words, he could feel the chills running down his core. "...during my mission, I could ask Bats to concoct a special type of condom for you. I'll butter him up, tell him it's for his big, fat cock, but really…it will be for you."

The idea sounded fine on paper but he could see the subtle trap. To reiterate, Selina's willpower was immense, to the point of concern. He wouldn't be surprised if this was a ploy to break the mental hold he had on her. Once he granted her an inch of living room, it would extend into a mile.

'Not yet. Once everything is done, I promise I'll release you. Wipe your memories and pretend this never happened.' Aaron's instincts screamed at him that this was the wrong idea and it was like his dick twitched in annoyance. He exhaled. 'Okay, maybe I'll just limit it to sex. I don't know, we'll see how it goes.'

Sentimentality was hidden behind plain grey eyes. In front of Selina, Aaron needed to think with his brain instead of his dick. "If you want."

Selina snickered, entertained, and twisted the door knob. "Okay, okay, I'll stop now. See ya, stallion," she said, waving like a married woman heading to work. Aaron sent her a curt nod.

"Bye."

Aaand with that, the legendary Catwoman was gone as the pull and thud of the door rebounded. The heavy air turned lighter without her presence. It was magical.

'What a woman,' Aaron thought, impressed. 'You chose well, Batman.'

"Ugh." Once again, Jaina returned to putting her head on his shoulder. Her boobs were phenomenal at healing him. "I don't like her."

"Because she's better than you?" Aaron joked.

"Because she's arrogant." Jaina huffed. "I've done what she's done. I've escaped Batman, seduced Bruce Wayne, broke into S.T.A.R Labs. Anything she can do, I can do better."

"Right…"

"I have superpowers."

"Wasn't she in the Justice League once?"

"I joined Bane once."

"That's…not a good thing."

"It looks good on my resume though."

Aaron had never anticipated Jaina to have a cute side. It was a nice change of pace and precisely why he disliked the puppet-esque nature of his hypnosis. It sucked all the fun out of human interactions.

The shower noise in the background suddenly stopped. Hadiyah was done, finally.

It was a Monday and, as much as he wanted to rail Hadiyah in the shower, he couldn't afford to. He had work and the clock was ticking. Time marched onwards whether he liked it or not. He walked past her as she opened the door and he turned the shower back on.

As he stood there and allowed the water to wash away the stench of smell, he realized something: he had never seen Hadiyah without her hijab. It was strange. From his view, it was almost like it wouldn't be Hadiyah unless she wore it. He imagined her standing in his place, without the hijab. It was impossible. What was her hair like? Was it long and curly? Straight or dyed? He had seen locks of it but nothing else. Nothing concrete.

He pondered but never dared to manifest it in reality. He had a code. Despite his fucked up hypnosis, there were particular things he wouldn't do. This was that. He would never disrespect another person's expression of religion. It was a very private part of life that he tried to be mindful of.

He had sex with Hadiyah, sure, and that probably wasn't a very religious thing but still. He wasn't a monster. A freak who sought pure pleasure–who pushed aside his morales for a crumb of better pussy. There was a fine line between play in sex and disrespectful behaviour. The intent, the societal consequences, the history. Aaron wasn't an idiot. He was a university educated male in Gotham. He recognized the systemic problems in his city and how they lead to the current climate of crime.

He turned the shower off. The motel towel was warm and he dried himself off with a small smile. Coming out, he checked the time on his phone. It was a quarter past seven. Work was in a couple hours.

Hadiyah was already gone as was the duffel bag and the pistol. Too bad. He wanted to know if Jace responded. Maybe offer an apology.

He bid Jaina goodbye. She was naked and her creamy caramel complexion waved at him by the door.

'The whole block must have heard…'

The employees eyed him. There wasn't judgement but amazement. Juggling three-four women was a near impossible feat yet it looked like he did it effortlessly. In fact, he looked better for it. The praise, the complimentary whispers–for the first time in his life, Aaron didn't mind the attention. They would forget about him the next month anyway.

Selina had already paid for their stay. 'Sly cat,' he thought. He could imagine her sticking her tongue out and winking at him.

He called a taxi and headed home. His back was a little stiff from all the fucking.