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A Dark and Stormy Night (repost)	By : CJFinnegan Category: DC Verse Comics > Marvel Family Views: 5042 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A Dark and Stormy Night

By Cynthia Finnegan

Codes: AU, M/F, OC, solo (Freddy), oral, lemon.
This is a romance comic tale peppered with consensual safe sex. I am writing this to satisfy curiosity and a slight sense of prurience. It is an out of continuity parody of an out of continuity parody & is rated NC-17 for M/F sexual situations.
Chapter One - A Little Tease
Cripes, the crippled young man thought as his key turned in the lock, it’s gotten so cold out here, it’s a wonder I haven’t frozen anything off!
Unlike every other night, Freddy Freeman came home from work completely exhausted. He closed his newsstand early when the first fat drops of rain fell; then the sky opened up and the “light summer rain” that was forecast for the city became a deluge of ice-edged knives. By the time he reached his apartment, the handsome nineteen-year-old was thoroughly drenched and shivering, so he made a beeline to the bathroom, removed his rain-soaked clothing and leg-brace, and stepped into a hot shower.
As the steamy water sluiced down his lean, lightly muscular body, his thoughts drifted to his best friend’s twin sister, Mary Batson. They had been dating each other exclusively for three years now, but anytime things between them started getting hot and heavy, it was he, not she, who cooled it down by saying that they weren’t ready to make love just yet.
Coincidentally, Freddy’s actions, or rather the lack of, had left them both seriously unfulfilled.
The Mary of now was an enigma; she was a beautiful, sensual young woman whose traditional 1940’s morality seemed to be almost at war with her still-budding modern sexuality. She was still a virgin, in spite of the many “respectable” suitors her foster parents paraded in front of her over the years, yet they always left in the arms of other girls; girls who were a little “easier” than she was.
Hell, both she and Freddy were still virgins, but Freddy wasn’t quite sure if Mary wanted to sleep with him because she loved him or because it would free her from her domineering adopted parents, the Bromfields. He knew he loved her, but he wanted to wait until he was sure she loved him before he told her how he felt. She always depended on the handsome boy with the deep blue eyes and the shaggy blue-black hair for unconditional love and support.
Of course, he wasn’t thinking about his uncertainty right now. He was remembering a date he had with Mary about a month earlier, when they started making out in her father’s sports car at the multiplex parking lot on the way home.
After several long minutes of passionate kissing, the beautiful 18-year-old had straddled Freddy’s hips and thighs, pulled off her light cotton T-shirt and unhooked the bra under it, giving him a good view, and feel, of her small, firm breasts. He had cupped the petite mounds of silken, alabaster flesh in his hands, gently brushing the tiny, light pink buds with his thumbs until they puckered into sharp, hard points. He then drew his face closer to her chest, and in turn, took each of her nipples into his mouth and began to lick and kiss them, causing a familiar fire to crawl up from her loins and into her belly.
Mary moaned softly as he did this, and became aware that her panties were becoming damp. As she felt Freddy’s manhood stiffen and press against her soft, wet mound, she slowly began to grind her slim hips against him, teasing both him and herself. Her slender, elegant fingers unbuttoned and opened up his shirt, playfully stroking his bare chest. Being equally playful, Freddy softly sucked and tugged on her breasts in response, causing her first mini-climax to occur. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than to rip the rest of his clothes from him, impale herself on him and ride him senseless.
Mary’s little “lap dance” was having the desired effect on Freddy, too. His breath became harsh and ragged, and he felt his balls constrict as he thrust his hips to match her rhythm. He looked at her sweet, heart-shaped face and saw her guileless blue eyes glazed over with desire. Her soft, red-brown curls were now sweat-dampened tendrils, clinging to her slender neck.
He was about to come in his pants, desperately wanting to lay her back and sheathe himself into her warmth, just to see how many times she would come before he allowed himself to do so. He wanted to make love to her until they both came screaming. But his feelings nagged at him, intruding what they were so enjoying.
I - I can’t ... not yet, Freddy thought, Mary’s still a virgin, and her foster father would strangle me if he ever found out we did it. An’ after he did, Adam would ... kill ... me ...
“Freddy,” Mary panted in his ear, her movements becoming more insistent as she quickly approached orgasm, “please make love to me. I … I love you so much … want you so much … I … ahhh!”
Whatever she was going to say next was forgotten as she tossed her head back, lost to a soul-deep climax, embarrassing herself when her warm flow soaked through her shorts. Mary’s soft cries caused Freddy to come as well. He let loose with a primal groan when the first hot drops splattered against his taut lower belly and wet the waistband of his shorts. They held each other close for a time, basking in the afterglow as Mary’s still-hard buds pressed firmly to Freddy’s smooth, bare torso.
Things changed a few minutes later, as they came down from their little heaven.
“We did it again, didn’t we?” Mary asked with a sigh as she sat up and re-fastened her bra.
“Yeah, we did,” he responded, more angry with himself than with her. After taking a deep breath, he apologized. “I’m sorry, Mary. It’s just that ...”
“I know, I know, “You’re still a virgin and I don’t want to get you pregnant. Your foster parents would kill me and disown you if we did.” Freddy, if those were the only impediments, we would’ve been having sex months ago. If you’re worried about getting me pregnant, don’t be. I’ve been carrying almost half a dozen condoms in my purse for a week.”
He handed Mary her shirt and responded with, “It’s not because of that. It’s because ...”
“Of what? My “parents”? They adopted me after they’d been raising me for 12 years because their natural daughter died of SIDS. Or Billy? I think the Witch of our “family” keeps him a little too happy to wonder what we’re doing in the back seat of my dad’s car.”
“That isn’t the problem, either, love,” he said, touching the soft skin of her face with his hands.
“Then what is the problem, Freddy?” Mary asked, returning the gesture. “We love each other, don’t we? Isn’t the first time supposed to be more enjoyable when you’re in love with the person you’re making love to?”
“Well ... It’s not that ... it’s A ...,” Freddy honestly couldn’t complete his answer for her. The truth was that the Marvel Family’s old foe, Black Adam, had threatened Freddy’s life a few years earlier. The World’s Mightiest Villain claimed Mary was his “rightful mate” and that he’d kill anyone who came between them, even her own twin brother. A declaration like that would cool anyone’s ardor.
His heart, mind and body yearned for the comely young woman still straddling his thighs, but his common sense told him that, in many ways, they weren’t ready to have sex yet.
And Adam wasn’t the type to make idle threats, either. He killed an Egyptian king, his wives and all but two of the Pharaoh’s children out of a lust for power, and for the ruler’s pretty daughter, over five thousand years earlier. What sort of mayhem would he commit to possess another young woman who despised him?
Besides, he could think of many different places to make love than the back seat of her father’s car, no matter how nice it was.
Mary took Freddy into her arms, kissed him slowly and deeply, then they both crawled into the front seat of the classic Camero and she drove him home.
As the memory of that evening faded, Freddy opened his dark blue eyes. Looking at his body, noticed that he was panting and holding his now-flaccid penis in his hand, the creamy juices that spattered his thighs already half rinsed away.
Great, he thought, disgusted with himself. Abusing yourself again, Freeman? This is getting to be a bad habit.
This wasn’t the first time he had ever masturbated. He woke up most mornings with a tented sheet, and made himself come by dreaming up all the wonderful way he could make love to Mary, and none of them were in the back seat of a car.
Well, at least I’m warm now. Might as well dry myself off and put something clean on ... and fix myself something to eat while I’m at it; I’m starving!
After he shut off the water, Freddy used his crutch as a counterbalance to climb out of the tub, then grabbed a pair of towels. He laid one out on the toilet seat and sat on it, using the other to rub himself vigorously, starting with his toes and quickly working his way up to his shoulders and neck.
With the hot water off, the warm, steamy room began to cool quickly, so he started to towel his thick, blue-black hair dry. He then wrapped the towel he sat upon around his slim waist, grabbed his crutch and limped to his bedroom for something to wear.
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Blanket disclaimers for this fanfic (partly borrowed from Sueric): this story is a parody within a parody based on a series of Earth-S fics I wrote. It is neither steeped in nor is it connected with the current continuity of DC Comics. DC’s current continuity lacks imagination. And guts.
I do not claim any rights to the Marvel Family or the characters associated with them. Those rights belong to DC Comics (damn it all). The only character I own in this work of fiction is Caitlin O’Riordan (© Cynthia Finnegan, 2005). I offer my thanks to C.C. Beck, Bill Parker, Otto Binder, Mac Raboy and Marc Swayze for creating such “marvelous” characters for me to terrorize.
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