Loves the food!

While he stabbed at the vibrant, faux celestial feast, he watched Starfire take her first bite of the modified G'rubbish meal. To his relief, a look of sheer delight washes over her face. Her eyes widened, and a soft gasp escaped her lips.

"My, oh my! This is incredible!" Another bite, another cute moan. "The mayonnaise and maple syrup compliment it so well! But I must give credit where it is due, the base is simply incredible! You imitated the local G'rubbish well, Chef Aaron!"

"Thank you," he replied, leaning back to cross his arms. "Dig in."

"I shall."

By the time dinner was finished, a blissful smile graced Starfire's lips and she let out a contented sigh. Her whole body seemed to glow with a radiant energy and she couldn't help but emit a faint purr of satisfaction.

"I'll wash the dishes," Aaron said, standing up. He collected their plates and carried them to the sink. The sink was large and empty, so he wondered if he could squeeze in dessert.

"Kory, do you have any preferences for sweets?" Aaron asked, calling her out in particular. He noticed Barbara squirm in her wheelchair. He didn't wish to exclude her so he added, "What about you, Barbara? Dick?"

Might as well include the other male as well.

Dick raised a loose hand. "I'll take ice cream."

"I as well!" Starfire chipped in.

"Me too, I guess," Barbara said, forcing enthusiasm.

'Damn, Barbara. I guess you really loved Dick.' Okay, saying that in his head was weird. Good thing he didn't say it out loud either. The innuendos with his name were innumerable.

Heapfuls of ice cream in a bowl were served. Aaron opted not to participate since it was nighttime and he had to pick up Chloe in an hour. Still, he sat at the table and chit-chatted with the group.

Starfire was quite eager in terms of conversations. Always asking questions, always curious, and always kind and gentle. She and Dick meshed well with each other–him with the light-hearted jokers and her with her empathetic words. Both leaders in their own right worked in sync with each other.

Barbara was quiet. Not that she didn't participate but Aaron could tell she did not enjoy watching Starfire making Dick laugh. He wondered if this was the equivalent of emotional cucking.

"So," Dick began, glancing at Aaron knowingly, "how are things with Cass?"

"Oh, yes!" Starfire giggled. "I was told you and Cassandra have a close relationship."

"We're dating now," Aaron announced tonelessly. A scandalised gasp came from Dick.

"Really!?" Dick pumped a fist and yelled towards the exit. "Ha, suck it, Damian!"

"Did you bet too?" Aaron asked, sighing.

"Yep. Me and Babs bet five grand that you'd date this month. Looks like we were right. High five!"

Barbara rolled her eyes but obliged his show of victory. "Will you tell Bruce or should I?" she asked.

"I'll do it," Aaron interjected. "I'd rather not you guys speak on my behalf."

'Plus, if he doesn't approve, I can just use my hypnosis on him.'

"When did you two start?" Starfire asked thoughtfully.

"Today, actually. She confessed and I accepted."

"Aww~! How sweet!" Starfire cooed, starry-eyed by the romanticism.

"Right on the last day of February too." Dick whistled in astonishment. "Sheesh."

"It is closer than your encounters with Deathstroke," Starfire joked. Dick choked with laughter. Meanwhile, to the side, Barbara rolled her eyes. Jealousy looked ugly on her, Aaron thought. Still, it wasn't in his place to point it out.

As much as he wanted to continue watching the spectacle, back-to-back notifications hit his phone. Three messages from an unexpected member of his Harem.

< Penny-Two: Is it possible for you to come to my apartment?

< Penny-Two: I have a request

< Penny-Two: it's something only your hypnosis can do

'A request?' He narrowed his eyes. What could his hypnosis possibly do that she couldn't? Was it a troublesome criminal? He had told them to lock up unreasonable folks at a League's hidden bases. Through coordination, it was an easy task. Julia Pennyworth knew this, she was a smart woman trained by the American government at the top level.

'If Julia is asking for me, then it's probably important. I can afford to squeeze in a visit with my teleporting.'

A forty minute drive? Fuck that. He would just pretend to call a taxi, get dropped off as soon as he was out of the mansion's security system, then teleport.

Aaron put his phone back down and abruptly stood up. "Sorry, something with Chloe came up. Carrie said she was sick."

"I hope it isn't anything too bad," Barbara said, frowning.

"She should be fine, just a little fever, I think."

Taking off his apron, he was ready to wave his goodbyes. Before he could so much as move, Starfire's eyes lit up and in two long strides–jiggle, jiggle, jiggle–she embraced Aaron in a deep and enthusiastic hug.

'Boobs, boobs, boobs…!' Aaron could control himself on the outside. He patted her on the back casually and kept in character. On the inside…

'Her tits are massive! I can tell they're as large as Jaina's G-cups!'

"I shall miss you," Starfire said, burying him deeper. She pulled back, luscious lips smiling. "I hope to see you again, as well as taste your foods! They were truly a wonder!"

Six-foot-one, two hundred and ten pounds, she was an amazon of a woman. Inhumanely strong, fast, and happy-go-lucky, her excitement and joy reverberated through the room.

When Aaron left, his balls were aching with need. The distress rushing down his crotch nearly caused his teleportation spell to fail.