Yes, in the most begrudging way possible

Sophia groaned and unclasped her gauntlets, letting them drop to the floor, "Happy, Hebert?"

"I said, strip." I said, surprised by the deepness and authority of my voice. Sophia seemed startled too; her face flushed and she didn't even protest as she reached up behind her neck with shaking hands. There was the sound of a zipper being undone, and she slowly pulled at the fabric of her suit.

One bare shoulder was exposed, dark and smooth, then another. Sophia managed a half-hearted glare as she pulled her arms out of her suit and let it drop, leaving her naked from the waist up. Her breasts weren't large, though certainly bigger than mine, and were dotted with small dark nipples that were absolutely rigid, giving a cone shape to her breasts.

Then she stood up, undoing her belt and her boots and tossing them aside. She pushed down her suit, giving her butt a cute wiggle as she did, and letting me see her naked. Sophia was a track star and a cape; she was very fit, and as she tensed, I could see muscle rolling under her sleek ebony skin. Her pussy, unlike mine, had a strip of neatly manicured hair leading down to it, and like her nipples, it was swelling with arousal. Though at this point, so was I.

I stood up, noting that she was another inch shorter without her boots on, and now had to look up slightly to meet my eyes, which she did with defiance. "An-anything else? Or can we finish this up? God, why am I even letting you do this?"

Right, cutting that line of questioning off fast. I grabbed her shoulders and pushed back against the wall opposite my bed, right in front of my door mirror. Her dark skin was a deep contrast to my own pale flesh, and it looked weird to see myself standing over her in a male form. I barely recognized myself, the guy in the mirror, standing tall with faint muscle and a cock standing hard and at attention. That actually made this whole situation a lot hotter; I'd always imagined in my deepest fantasy that someone, maybe a guy or a girl, would come to my aid. In a way it had happened, and they were dominating Sophia totally and utterly.

I wrapped my arms around Sophia's naked body, letting my hands drift down to her taught little ass and squeezing hard. I stared into her dark eyes and said, "We're done when I say we're done. Know why? Because you're a little slut, and you're loving every minute of this."

That did something to her. In her eyes, it was like a switch had flipped and the anger and hate started to melt. Oh it was definitely still there, but it had been replaced with something more familiar; Desire.

Which is why I was surprised when Sophia wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply, passionately, her tongue trying to push deeply into my mouth. On instinct, I shoved her back against the wall, which elicited another moan from her.

"I-I lead, you follow," I stuttered out. Out of everything that had happened today, this was definitely the top of the weirdness.

I pressed her against the wall and kissed her, our tongues dancing while I ran my hands along her skin. Sophia squirmed and mewled under my touch now, a hunger awoken inside of her. I felt her press herself against my body, grinding against my crotch. The feeling of her naked skin against my cock was something I'd never felt before and it set me wild. We slammed harder against the wall, Sophia snorting when we did, and I pulled away from her again.

Our chests heaved for air as we stared at each other, and she smirked at me, "Are you going to fuck me, Hebert? Use that little prick of yours to try and fill me with your seed?"

"It's the biggest cock you'll ever feel," I growled, surprising myself with how fierce it rumbled out. Sophia wasn't the only one getting into this; my dick ached with a need for release.

I pinned both her arms against the wall with my own and grinned, "This'll be for everything you've done to me for the last four years, Sophia. Every insult, every punch, every sabotage. This is how you'll pay me back."

"Big talk..." she trailed off as I lifted her up against the wall, and carefully aimed my cock. It was weird, I wasn't used to it, but my experiences earlier that day gave me an idea of what to do.

Sophia squealed as she slid onto my cock. I groaned as I entered her, the warmth of her pussy enveloping my cock and she squeezed it tightly. I let my head roll forward and I wrapped both arms around her back, pulling her close so her breasts were pressed against my chest. Then, I slowly started rocking my hips back and forth, feeling her folds run up and down along my shaft.

Up and down, back and forth, I slowly picked up speed as I fucked Sophia against my bedroom wall. Faster and faster, Sophia made no attempt to be quiet or gentle as we fucked. Her arms were wrapped tightly around me and she dug her nails into my back as I hammered into her with a need for release. There was no attempt at build up from me, I didn't care if she was enjoying it or not. All I needed was to release the pressure that had started building, to fill her and feel her scream and writhe beneath me.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Sophia yelled each time she bounced down on my dick, "God...damnit, Hebert! Fuck you! Why does this feel so good!?" she cried.

I could feel it, I was so close, a tightness was building in my balls...

And then the door to my room opened and we froze. My dad stood in the door, a surprised look on his face as he took us both in. It had to look ridiculous, sticker sheets scattered everywhere, Sophia's obvious cape gear lining my room floor, and me half buried in her quivering cunt an inch away from climax. What even was today?

But what came out of dad's mouth next was the real surprise.

"Where'd you find the Slut, son?"