Asa’s apartment, of course.

A threesome was waiting for me…and even for me, that was a rare and delightful experience. It wouldn’t be the first time, Asa had quite enjoyed occasionally bringing a friend to our bed, but it was still going to be quite hot and I was very much looking forward to it.

So much so that I got my ass pulled over. Fortunately, the man wasn’t a dick, recognized my Arkham badge in my wallet and just gave me the nod and a ‘warning’ that wouldn’t actually get entered into the system. Then I spiraled as I drove over, wondering if that was corruption I needed to worry about as I rebuilt Gotham…was I part of the problem?

Those thoughts, along with most other thoughts fell out of my head when Asa opened the door. She looked downright stunning and on the wrong, or the right, depending on your perspective, side of the slut/professional line. As she showed me around the new home office Andre was setting up, I leered at her.

Some part of me did check for cameras. They were certainly present, though Asa must have cleared away whatever had been hiding them, as they were in obvious view. We talked a little bit about her work and upcoming shoots. She pulled up a few teasing pictures of influencers she’d already fucked, who she thought might want a real dick too, and talked at some length about how she obviously wouldn’t have brought them to Andre, as he just would have embarrassed her. We also did a bit of actual talk about her shooting schedule and her progress, not that I knew much about it, but she was monetizing fast and needed some help on web management and other technical stuff.

I could be a bit more useful on the security side of things, but hopefully Skin could help with the tech side, once I got her on-side. Most of it was just common sense stuff, but interspersed with some casual groping and her quite excessive gratitude for help from a real man.

When I heard the door I’d left unlocked open and shut, I finally moved things forward.

“Enough talk, tease, you didn’t ask me here because you needed help. You’ve got that cuck for that. So, why did you ask me here while dressed like a wh--”

She grabbed my tie and pulled me in for a deep kiss, as my hands wandered over her slim body, soft skin and tight curves.

Then, as I lost myself in Asa’s beautiful sluttiness, I felt a hand on my shoulder, pulling us apart as Diamond slid between us, hands raised. I coughed out some question, but Diamond raised her hand in the classic ‘talk to the hand’ gesture.

I paused for a moment, I knew she was sensitive about Asa…had I misread things? Was she feeling worse than she thought she would? This couldn’t go too bad, given my power over them, but I didn’t want to hurt either of them. I gave her a concerned look, and got back…