Sully’s Return

A Ms Americana fanfic By Comix_Fana

ACT III

He tugged at the towel underneath her.

"What are you doing?" She asked, giggling.

"I want to clean my mistress up!" He said.

She laughed good-heartedly and moved off the towel. She lay on the satin sheet offering him her body to clean. He wiped her face, tits, abdomen and pubis clean with the towel.

"Now that’s what I call service! Lie down Quentin; I’d be a horrible mistress if I didn’t return the favor!" She said.

He lay down on his back, smiling, handing her the towel. Grinning, she tossed the towel aside and took his cock in her mouth again, cleaning it with her tongue.

"B…Brenda…I…I was just up your ass!" He said, bewildered.

"So was your tongue and I didn’t hear you complaining! Antiviral and Antibacterial purges, remember?" She said.

She resumed his cock’s tongue bath. Once she was done, she snuggled up with him.

"Sleep with me Quentin, don’t leave yet okay? I realize you’re due back in Washington, but…" She said.

"Gladly Brenda…and I can return to Washington on my next vacation…I’ve been reassigned to the Delta City field office." Sullivan said.

"Are you serious, really?" She said, smiling.

"Yepper…in return for giving me carte blanche in dealing with Pervo and the Aberration; I had to agree to be reassigned here. Supposedly, this field office is understaffed…I never anticipated we’d hook up again…but I’m sure glad we did." He said.

"And me! Look, I realize our lifestyles might be an obstacle…as Ms Americana I’m not supposed to rely on men…as Brenda Wade I’m a staunch feminist who comes across as a man-hater; but the truth is that after breaking your heart in College I didn’t want to have to go through it again. And then there’s your career with the Bureau…" She said.

"What are you trying to say Brenda?" He asked.

"Why must you men be so dense? You’re the best thing to ever happen to me Quentin Sullivan, and I’ll be damned if I let you slide through my hands again!" She said.

"I…I’m touched!" He said.

"Just hear me out you big lug! I haven’t a clue on how to keep up appearances, to the public; Ms Americana must appear to be strong and independent, Brenda Wade must appear to be the same man-hating feminist… while in fact I’m really in love with you!" She said.

He held her tighter, feeling a wave of warmth wash through him.

"Did my ears just deceive me? Did the high and mighty Brenda Wade just say she was in love with plain little old me?" He said.

"Don’t enjoy my vulnerability so much agent Sullivan! Yes, in fact I don’t think I ever stopped loving you…and I’ve carried the guilt of your broken heart all of this time." She said, smirking.

"For the record, I never stopped loving you either…I don’t think I would have been so angry with you for so long if I didn’t love you! I’m not expecting you to quit your life as Ms Americana Brenda; and I’m fully aware that even with my transfer to Delta City, a ‘normal’ relationship won’t be easy…but I don’t want to let you go either." He said.

"I’m glad to hear you say so!" She said, smiling.

"I know we were only role-playing when you said you were my mistress and that I was your love-toy… but if that’s what it takes to be with you, so be it. I can think of worse things than to have you as my mistress; I’d be happy to be your love-toy!" He said.

"Oh Quentin I love you!" She said.

"I love you too Brenda!" He said.

They kissed, tenderly and passionately.

"There is another thing you need to know Quentin, just so you don’t think I’m being a cold bitch if I don’t satisfy your sexual needs as often as I’d like to…my power belt as a glitch of sorts. Sexual stimulation decreases my power levels." She said.

"You’re kidding!" He said.

"I’m afraid not…like I told you earlier, the orgasms I get from a sexual aggressor leave me feeling demeaned and pissed off; but the belt isn’t that discerning. Sexual stimulation is sexual stimulation and it often back-fires on me." She said.

"Damn…I didn’t realize…" He said.

"So if you ever feel like I’m neglecting you, please understand it’s not out of being selfish or cruel. I’d like nothing better than to satisfy my considerate lover as often as possible." She said, smiling.

He frowned for a moment, lost in thought.

"Penny for your thoughts?" She asked.

"Just a crazy theory…your aggressors force themselves upon you, take from you. Since we broke up, have you ever had consensual sex?" He asked.

"That’s a bit forward…but no, not really, not unless my vibrator counts." She said.

"Humor me, when you have a chance, try out your belt. Maybe the power drain isn’t as bad if you’re left feeling satisfied instead of demeaned?" He said.

She looked at him, surprised she hadn’t thought of it herself.

"It sure won’t hurt to try! Now let’s sleep, lover!" She said.

They moved under the silk sheets, spooning. She brought Quentin’s hand to her lips and kissed it, which he responded by kissing her shoulder. As anticipated, she slept like a baby until noon. No one could have wiped the smile off her face.

Ms Americana walked into She-Legion headquarters, looking radiant. She was smiling and humming a song as she walked.

"Quentin’s a genius…not only did our sex marathon NOT de-power me, it recharged me faster! After tweaking the belt’s meters a bit; I realized that the power levels were 10% higher than normal after we had sex! Satisfied versus demeaned...who knew? And Quentin will be there to satisfy me anytime I want…and vice-versa!" She thought.

She didn’t notice the stares and smirks she was getting from her fellow Legion colleagues. Lady Midnight finally spoke up.

"Well Americana, aren’t you going to fill us in?" She said.

Ms Americana snapped to attention, noticing her colleagues looking at her, smirking.

"Sorry, what’s that?" Ms Americana said.

The other women chuckled. Flag Girl looked on, wondering what was so funny.

"You’re positively glowing, walking on clouds, smiling and humming…what’s his name?" Lady Midnight asked, smiling.

"What are you implying Lady Midnight? Ms Americana is pure and virtuous, she…" Flag Girl started.

"She is a woman with womanly needs Flag Girl, like we all do. So get off your soap box and let her talk!" Got Gal said.

"What is there to say? I happen to be in a great mood today, does that necessarily mean there’s a man involved?" Ms Americana replied, coyly.

"You see?" Flag Girl replied, defensively.

"Oh, you mean to say one Federal Agent Sullivan isn’t behind your wonderful mood?" Night Raven said, smirking.

Ms Americana looked at Night Raven gape mouthed.

"How on earth could you…right, your father…I keep forgetting you happen to be the Commissioner’s daughter! And here I thought we were being discreet!" Ms Americana said.

"Oh you were…except for a few details, for instance, when you held agent Sullivan by the arm and gave him this admiring smile in front of my dad…and then the way you whispered in his ear when my dad has his back turned…officer Rodriguez picked that up!" Night Raven said.

"Say…say it isn’t so!" Flag Girl said.

"Oh get over it Flag Girl!" Got Chick said.

"So spill it already!" Jungle Babe said.

"Yeah Ms Americana, the suspense is killing us, tell us more!" Got Gal said.

Ms Americana smiled and sighed.

"Long story short, the newest Federal Agent assigned to the Delta City Field Office just so happens to be an old flame of mine…a sweet man whose heart I broke a long time ago." Ms Americana said.

"I’m sure he deserved it!" Flag Girl said.

"No Flag Girl, he didn’t…he genuinely loved me…still does after all this time!" Ms Americana said.

"And you don’t?" Night Raven said.

"Quite the contrary Night Raven, I love him too…more than I’d like to admit. Anyway, he saved me a lot of embarrassment at the scene of the crime; this is one time the cops didn’t find me with my boobs or bush exposed and I have him to thank for it. Then one thing led to another and…we spent the entire evening getting reacquainted." Ms Americana said.

"That’s so sweet! So…Ms Americana and Agent Sullivan are a hot item then?" Lady Midnight said.

Ms Americana looked at her with a smile.

"Hot, steamy and incredibly satisfying; is that what you girls wanted to hear me say? I got me a good man and the She–Legion finally has a direct contact within the Bureau…a win-win situation if you ask me." Ms Americana said.

Flag Girl turned around with her arms crossed, sulking.

"Oh quit sulking Flag Girl. I realize you haven’t experienced men in the best of light, but trust me, they’re not all pigs. You’ll find one who’s right for you, I promise. Quentin’s actually written up a list of my old sex assailants he wants to beat the tar out of!" Ms Americana said, smiling.

"He’s a knight in shining armor! We’re happy for you Ms Americana…and perhaps a bit envious too." Jungle Babe said.

"Here, here, any chance you might introduce him to us?" Got Gal said.

"No way, no men are allowed in headquarters! You can’t…" Flag Girl protested.

"SHUT UP!" The other heroines all shouted.

Ms Americana snickered and picked up the phone. She dialed Sullivan’s cell.

"He might be a bit overwhelmed and intimidated to be surrounded by a roomful of hot, attractive, powerful women…but I’ll be happy to introduce him…just remember, back off, he’s mine!" Ms Americana said.

Got Gal, Got Chick, Lady Midnight, Jungle Babe, Night Raven and Flag Girl looked back at her with a surprised, amused look.

"Understood, we’ll behave, right girls?" Lady Midnight said.

They all nodded. Ms Americana smiled as Sullivan had picked up the phone at the other end.

"Quentin, are you busy? I have a bunch of friends here who are dying to meet you!" She said smiling.

The End