“I want to be bad with you.”

"...I want to be bad with you," Cassie admitted, shutting her eyes as tears threatened to drop from them.

"Do you want to take you?" Tammy inquired, to which Starslip shook her head. "Say it."

"...I want you to take me," Starslip moaned as Fonzie's hand went to her hip, caressing it. "I wanna be bad."

“Open your eyes and look at me,” Fonzie demanded lowly, to which Cassie obeyed, looking the gangster in the eye and seeing how gleeful she was at this turn of events. “Tell me to make you bad.”

The Violet Vision sobbed hard, wanting to break down crying at her own fall from grace, but kept her composure as best as she could. “...Make…Make me bad.”

With that out of the way, Fonzie closed the distance between them completely, her lips latching onto Starslip's as she kissed her deeply. Feeling her most hated enemy's maw on hers, tasting the aftertaste left over from the mobster’s last cigarette on the wet and wiggly shaft in Alfonso’s mouth, made the blonde briefly want to vomit, but she kept that **** down as the two's tongues began to swirl about one another's. Instead, she began to hungrily kiss her back, confirming just how badly she wanted this, all the while the mob boss let her hands roam about Starslip's body, feeling her curves through her costume.

“I promise I’ll make you feel bad,” Alfonso moaned between kisses, groping all over the young blonde’s body. “I will open you to a whole new world of depravity. And, as God is my witness, I will ensure that you will love every last second of it, and then beg for more. You will never, EVER want to leave it, and no longer care if the city disapproves or not."

Cassie nodded as Fonzie slowly guided her to the window, gently pressing her against it. She felt the blonde shiver a bit at the cool touch of glass against her, and moaned as Alfonso’s upper leg rubbed between hers. As she ran her hands through the mobster’s hair, her eyes widened in fear as her nemesis suddenly fished out one of her knives hidden in her sleeves. However, despite having been spotted, Fonzie did nothing at first.

Recognizing this was meant to test the blonde’s trust in her, Cassie stayed still and didn’t move, even as Tammy pressed the flat side of the knife against her cheek. The young blonde didn't turn intangible, only shivered once again at the cold touch of the steel on her face. Smirking at this, Fonzie instead grabbed hold of the collar of the heroine's costume and pulled it out a bit, taking the knife and gently pressing its edge against the fabric. All too soon, Cassie understood Alfonso’s intent to **** her to shed herself of the costume she wore as Star Lake’s hero.