Tapped Out (R,A)

After his planning and…activities with Luna, he met up with Ava during lunch. By which he meant he had just finished lunch when his friend finally got up that day. He’d never fully decided on what to do about the offer with Barmaid, and so a flask sat in his pocket. Just in case.

“So, have you been keeping up with your routine? I didn’t think to ask that last round.” Ava asked in between mouthfuls of her second plate.

“No, I can’t say I have.” Dick admitted. “I’ve had a lot on my mind.”

She shrugged. “Might be good to do something in the mornings if you need to reset. Plus it’ll make things easier when you need to lift Felicia or whoever else wants it.” Seeing him almost ****, she added: “Sorry, maybe I should’ve said that differently. She told me what happened the morning after.”

“No, if she told you then I guess that’s alright.”

“I don’t think I’ll want my first time to be like that though.”

“Have you been… thinking about that a lot?”He’d seen her discussion with Felicia, and heard bits from Luna about their discussion.

“More than usual? Enough to figure out a plan.”

“And what’s that?” Dick asked.

“So it’s a combo of two things. First is my new TF Gains And Losses, which should make any of you that I’m training loosen up and be ready for sex more quickly. Stella wouldn’t tell me how it was affecting her when I asked, so I don’t really know how strong it is.

“The second is something my mentor made me, Volcanic Eruption. It should do similar things to my TF to myself. So if we work out together today, we both should get amped up until we’re both ready for you to take the lead. Not that you have to, but I’m not sure I have the practical experience for it. Does all that make sense?”

“Sure.” He hesitantly agreed. “When Luna was trying to help, did she tell you anything about flirting or foreplay?” It’s a hell of an awkward question, but everything was very…mechanical. I don’t know how well this’ll really work.

Ava shrugged. “Kind of? She taught me some stuff, but I didn’t really get the appeal of most of it. If you think it’s important, then you can try showing me what she meant later.”

“I’ll do what I can. You-” He got a light buzzing he ignored. “know you don’t need to do anything you don’t want to, right?”

She shrugged. “Yeah, I know. Felicia and Luna keep telling me that too. Should we head down?” Seeing him nod, she took both her plates over to the bin and they left for the athletic complex.

It was his second time down in the athletic complex, but Ava led the way like she’d been down there every day. Maybe she has. Taking him down the elevator to the third sublevel, she showed him to a massive oblong track. “I thought we could start with a mile or two as a warm up, then move to the weight room down the wall. How’s that sound? The whole thing is a half mile, so you’ll only need to do four laps.”

“Sure. One question though, how does this room fit?”

“What do you mean?”

“Look at it.” He went back to the door and looked at the hall. “This room doesn’t fit. The next door should open right there.” He pointed to a mural of a goateed man with a helmet that was mid-run, lighting streaking off of his feet. There was no sign of a door.

“My mentor, Vaughn, was trying to explain this yesterday actually. He said that he was involved with making the island during his first season as a Mentor, and so he had to fold it in places to make it fit together.”

“He folded… the island”

“He compared it to origami.”

“Sure,” he said for the third time that day. I feel like Felicia right now. “I’m ready then.”

They started at a fairly relaxed pace, taking the first lap at his normal walking speed. Dick could tell that Ava was consciously trying to slow down for him. He was used to it and appreciated her effort, though it felt a little silly once she started walking backwards as she rambled about how cool her mentor was.

On the second lap, she stopped slowing down for him, switching to her natural walking pace. “Try to lean with your calves into your steps to help stretch.” She reminded him. It felt nice honestly, pushing himself a little. He didn’t even need to try that much harder. She was still relaxed, checking with him on how hard he wanted to go in the weight room.

“Should we go gentler or avoid your abdominal exercises? On the flip side we can do them anyways if you want to make sure you have enough endurance, but it’s up to you.”

“Dumb question, but-” he stopped for a moment, as he felt a tingling from his transformation as if it was agreeing that it was indeed a dumb question. “But why the focus on the abs. What am I supposed to be building endurance for?”

She turned red. “Well… you’ve been doing a lot of thrusting lately, right?”

Now it was his turn to turn crimson. “I… we can do your normal routine for me.” I probably would’ve felt rough if not for the tart, wouldn’t I? Both glad to move past the topic, they silently finished the lap.

They picked up the pace again to a reasonable jog. She took the lead, and given how many times they’d done this together he knew that she was still slowing down a bit for him. When Felicia had first advertised her roommate as his trainer, she bragged that Ava had run a half-marathon five years in a row, and that she would’ve done a full marathon if it wouldn’t have required missing Wonders night at the Bronze Dragon.

The last lap was taken at a run, her leading the way still. He was doing his best to keep his eyes to himself and concentrate on running, despite the fact that Ava was right in front of him. Despite the muscle definition in her legs and glutes and lower back. Despite the way she laughed at… Shut up. They finished the final lap, coming to a stop back at the mural.

“How are you feeling so far? Feeling warmed up? Need a break for…doing things together?” She asked, looking down towards the end.

“I’m ready for the weights.” He said, not quite ready to move to what she was implying so suddenly.

She smiled. “Let’s go then.” She started leading him down the hallway, opening a door towards the end of the grey hall and ushered him into the weight room. It was a much smaller space than the track, a nearly perfect recreation of the room housing the specific machines Ava had him use. The only real difference was the large mirror that ran wall to wall on the opposite side from the door.

There wasn’t much talking during that part of their workout. They’d move together from one machine to another, where she would diligently watch him work through his set before raising the weight and doing it herself. He had certain suspicions as he heard her grunt through the later machines. If she needed to struggle that much, she’d have started Raging, right?

He’d certainly noticed the effects of Gain and Losses himself, as he’d felt increasingly distractible during their workout. Every time she reached over him to adjust his weight on the machine, every time she looked him over to judge whether he could keep going (which seemed to be happening more), every time she put her hands over his to help bring the weight down on his last rep, he found his breath catching and his eyes drifting. He kept having to stop himself from suggesting they stop the workout and move on to the rest of Ava’s plans.

It was strange, though in a good way. He’d always respected Ava. He’d always found her attractive too, although he’d always ignored it because of either having a girlfriend or not wanting to make her uncomfortable. But the more time he spent with her today, the more he was tempted to go along with her plan, no questions asked.

She was flushed as she wiped down the last machine in their circuit. Dumping the towel in the room’s hamper, she turned back to him. “Have you been thinking about… you know what I’m talking about, right? The…” For once, she seemed to be struggling to get her words out.

“If that’s something you’re still interested in, we can experiment together. Would you want to go back to my place?” He offered.

She froze, and he wasn’t sure what she was thinking. Window Pain didn’t trigger that time, so I’m alright… right?

“Ava? If you’ve changed your mind, that’s totally fine.”

Ava started smiling again, shaking her head. “No! I haven’t changed my mind. It’s just… we should go swimming first!”

Dick frowned, a little confused. “Swimming?”

“Yeah, there’s a pool on the floor above us. We should totally go, Dude!”

Richard wasn’t the best at noticing when someone was lying. But even he could tell something was off. “If you’re trying to come up with reasons for us not to-”

“Dick, I haven’t changed my mind. It’s still my plan. But think about it. This way we get to stare at each other in our swimsuits. That counts as flirting, or something close to it. Right?”

“I… alright. If that’s what you really want.” He agreed.

“Perfect. You’re going to love it. It’s huge, and way warmer than most pools.” She started powerwalking away out of the weight room, leaving him to follow quickly so he didn’t get left behind. With his fear of heights she ignored the stairs, instead going into the elevator with him and taking them a story up. The elevator itself was largely unremarkable, the kind you could’ve seen in any office building.

But when it opened up to the second floor of the basement, any of those comparisons would be dismissed. Dick and Ava stepped out, and they were in a deep blue aquatic world. To their right was a hot tub big enough for most of the group to sit in together, with a pair of changing rooms behind it. The front left part of the room was taken by a trio of sauna rooms ready to be used. The second half of the room was a pair of pools, one with and one without lanes. A set of bins and cubbies lined the wall by the elevator in between the elevator and either the hot tub or the saunas.

Ava turned to one of the cubbies and dug through it before pulling out a swimsuit for him. She quietly handed it to him before finding a cubby filled with her own clothes and swimwear. “Get changed. Once we’re done in the pool we can figure out how the… you know what part is going to go.”

He nodded, immediately taking off his shirt and letting it drop on the floor. He felt a buzzing as he stripped off his socks, then a slightly louder tingling with his pants. He looked up to see Ava going scarlet. The Japanese woman looked scandalized.

“Dude, what the fuck?”

“What?”

“When I told you to change, I meant to do it in the changing rooms.”

Shit. Dick scrambled to get his clothes back on. “I am so, so sorry. I don’t know why I thought that was a good idea. I should’ve stopped myself.”

“Yeah, you- wait. This may kind of be my fault.”

“No, you don’t need to make excuses. I should have considered your feelings better. I don’t know why I-”

“I do.” Pulling her phone out of the pocket of her sweatpants, she swiped to the Transformation page and read out loud:

Gains and Losses: As a personal trainer, Ava is used to helping her clients achieve their fitness goals. Working out with Ava will be supernaturally effective, but also cause a gradual loss of inhibitions and modesty during and for a while after workouts.

“Loss of inhibitions and modesty.” Ava repeated. “I thought I’d just be warming you up for later, but maybe I’m lucky that you didn’t start stripping earlier!” She sounded much less offended now.

“I see.” He said, still a bit confused but relieved that he may have a reason for his mistake.

“So let’s try that again. Let’s go get changed, in the changing rooms.”

After he went in he started trying to change again, unable to get the memory of her shock out of his mind. Even knowing that he was under the effects of a transformation and that she forgave him, he felt guilty. Window Pain Test tried to warn him, after all. He should’ve listened, even as quiet as it’d been. Maybe it was louder and I was just tuning it out?

He sat on one of the benches in the changing room thinking for a bit. If that’s going to happen from now on, we’ll probably need to switch gyms. Should I buy some of my own equipment to keep in my apartment in DC? Then a worse thought hit him. Will things happen with her other clients? If so, that transformation might destroy her career. And it’s my fault for getting her dragged here.

He was starting to spiral into his newest reason to feel guilty when he heard a knock on the door. His stomach sinking as he walked to the door, he opened it and immediately started apologizing. “I’m sorry, I never meant to put your job in jeopardy like this. Maybe we can upgrade it, make it so you can control it, or so it only affects certain people, or-”

“Dude. Calm down.” She put a firm hand on one of his bare shoulders. She was wearing a blue one piece that, while form fitting, was much more reserved than the pink bikini her roommate had worn last time.

“But-”

“You do know it’s already limited to you guys, right?”

“What do you mean?”

“I thought about this two days ago.” Ava started to explain. “Genet assured me that the mental effects with any transformations that we couldn’t control the trigger for would be limited to us. Something we can choose to do might be different, but any non-optional triggers will stay within the group. I thought it was a pretty clever balancing lever, to be honest.”

“So you don’t need to quit your job?”

“No.”

“Oh. Good.” He felt relieved again. He first tried to look for anything else wrong, only starting to calm down when he couldn’t think of anything else. “Thanks for coming over to check on me.”

“That’s… not why I came over. Would you still be alright if I changed my mind about actually doing sex later?”

“Of course. I won’t **** you to do anything sexual. If you don’t want that, then we can move on.”

She made a face. “I do want to do something, I just don’t know if I’m ready to go all the way. As I’ve been thinking about it, it seems like a lot to do all of a sudden?”

“That’s alright.” Dick said. He decided to keep the subject in her control. “So what did you decide to do instead?”

“I don’t know?” Ava asked, far more hesitantly than usual. “Maybe we could sit in the sauna and just… experiment?”

He nodded, glad to have an opportunity to make up for what had nearly happened on the main floor of the pool. Grabbing a pair of towels for them to use when they were done, he followed her into the closest sauna room on the other side of the pool.

Dick sat down on the left side of the room, letting her find a spot a few feet away. I don’t know what she wants, but I don’t know if she does either. Maybe just sitting quietly until she talks would be best? So he closed his eyes, letting the time pass. She is going to say something eventually…right? He kept trying to relax to the sound of hissing steam and crackling heat while he waited.

His question was answered not by words, but by her heavy hand on his leg. He opened his eyes to find that she’d moved several feet to sit next to him. She looked nervous, but her eyes were full of anticipation.

“Is this bad?”

He shook his head.

“I… you were about to take your underwear off out there. I was thinking about that when I was changing.”

Richard said nothing.

“I know I told you not to do it out there, but could I see it? Your…” She paused, trying to decide on which word to use. “Your genitals?”

While ordinarily he may have been more reticent and second guessed her, under the effects of the transformation he’d been exposed to all afternoon he undid the drawstring of his swimming shorts.

Ava Soto, +3 VP (Seen Dick's Dick)

Ava just stared for a moment. Then, bringing up the hand that’d been on his leg, she asked: “Would it be weird if I touched it?”

He shook his head. The words caught in his throat for a moment. “Go ahead.”

She set her hand down over it, feeling it in her hands. As she ran her thumb over it to feel it, it slowly grew and hardened in her grasp. The moisture of the sauna made it easier for her to move her hand, and Richard gasped as she stroked up and down. She suddenly stopped.

“Was that bad?”

“No. Please, do it again.” He begged.

She resumed her movements, listening to the quiet sounds of him gasping and his breath catching. Looking for a handhold or something to brace himself with as he received the slow handjob, he ended up putting his hand on her back. Leaning closer with his touch, she asked him as desperation creeped into her voice. “I misunderstood how mine worked, but the libido boost I bought is working like I expected. Could you do something for me?”

“What would you like?”

“I… don’t know. You’ve got a lot of experience with the others, right? Can you do what they like?”

He did his best to do as she asked, and so while she continued to stroke his shaft he leaned in close with her, running kisses up her neck. Feeling her response to that, he continued up peppering kisses towards her lips until she twisted. “Just the neck. I don’t think I like lip kissing.” So he went back down gently, leaving kisses in circles around her neck.

He next began to rub at her breasts. Her moans were loud, overwhelming his own. He found her nipples through the spandex of her suit and gave them as much of his concentration as he could as her hand slid up and down his member. Her legs intertwined with one of his, humping him over her swimsuit.

Ava Soto, +3 VP (Handsy)

“I’m getting close.” He warned Ava.

She hesitated and slowed her motions with her hand, though her rutting continued. “Are you telling me to stop?”

“Christ. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” He grabbed one of her toned ass cheeks, which only made her movements against his leg faster.

Her hand went back to its motions, moving in unison with her rubbing against him. As she grew closer to orgasm and sped up with her legs, she did the same with her hand. As she took in every sound and sensation inside the sauna, she felt him twitch and jerk until he pumped into her hand.

Ava Soto, +8 VP (Handjob) (First)

Ava paid it no mind in the moment, still lost in need. She continued rubbing herself on him, feeling her breasts and ass be squeezed and groped.

No longer needing to maintain her stroking, she leaned on him and flexed against him until she came, the bottom of her swimsuit dripping.

Ava Soto, +2 VP (Orgasmed in front of the Master)

They sat like that for a moment, the spell of the temporary gift she’d bought fading. “That was fun.”

“Yeah.” He panted. “I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

Peeling herself back off of him, she considered how they both were looking. The sweat from both the experience and the sauna, the cum that’d dripped from her hand to his abs, and her own dripping one piece all pointed towards one thing. “Maybe we should take a shower before deciding what’s next.”