Commission

  Themes: Dom/Sub, Anal Sex, Voyeurism

  Summary: An OC retires from his life as ROB's pything to get with Taylor and find true happiness. Vicky watches from the window. Later on, she gets invited to join in on the fun~

  -x-X-x-

  "Fuck… Adam, please more~"

  Adam grunts, smiling down at his beautiful fiancé as she moans for him. Gorgeous dark hair, a tight body, legs for days… why yes, his fiancé is the one and only Taylor Hebert, thank you for asking. Those long legs of hers are currently wrapped around his waist while he fucks her, his throbbing cock pushing in and out of Taylor's cunt at a good, steady pace even as she begs him for more.

  Getting to this point, with them both about to graduate from college next month, had been quite the journey… for him more than Taylor if he was being honest. In fact, his journey started many, many lifetimes ago… with his original death.

  Dying only to wake up in front of a cssic R.O.B. hadn't been on Adam's expectations after his first life, but he certainly wasn't compining, especially with the 'job offer' the ROB had given him. Basically, all Adam had to do… was be entertainment. He didn't even necessarily have to be entertaining either, the ROB was happy to do that for him. Nor did he have to win or survive or anything like that.

  He couldn't just kill himself of course, nor was he allowed to just give up and not try… but truth be told, Adam had never been that type anyways. And knowing that he literally couldn't permanently die made him all the more 'courageous' in the end.

  So yeah, he'd lived life after life at the ROB's behest, with a cuse baked into the contract that said after a certain amount of lifetimes he was allowed to retire. And of course, added incentives for going over that certain amount of lifetimes and doing extra work.

  He'd stayed on as a source of entertainment for that ROB for a good long time before ultimately deciding he was ready to get out. The ROB had made it clear that Adam would still be a source of entertainment for him, but that his next world would be designed by Adam himself. And the ROB was forbidden from interfering.

  Now, Adam was fully aware that most people would think he was an idiot for choosing Worm of all pces for his so-called retirement. The pce was literally a grimderp death world after all. Adam had made the needed tweaks though. First, the Warrior would never harvest any Earth but instead leave and never return. Second, the Endbringers would slowly go dormant and never reactivate.

  On top of that, Adam gave himself a Trump Power simir to Dauntless', except he could use it on more than just gear and weaponry. No, Adam could also use his Trump Power on himself… as well as use it on ITSELF too. Meaning that he could literally upgrade his own Trump Power infinitely if he was patient enough.

  Dropping into Worm as a teenager, Adam had wound up as a neighbor to the beautiful young woman currently moaning beneath him right now. As Taylor's neighbor and a fellow Winslow Student, Adam had been able to be someone in her corner. And while the Terrible Trio had done their best to try and pull him and Taylor apart, they were literally just a bunch of petty dumb bitches, regardless of Sophie's status as a cape.

  In the end, Adam and Taylor had eventually come out to each other as capes and started dating. And again, he knew that there were plenty of people back in his original world who would be aghast at him 'wasting' his retirement on someone like Taylor. She wasn't 'comic book hot' or even 'movie star hot' after all. She was just a girl. But Adam didn't care. She was his girl and he'd come to love her just as much as she loved him.

  Of course, it had still been a while before he'd told Taylor the extraterrestrial nature of his existence. It wasn't until after the Sughterhouse Nine showed up, in fact.

  That, even with all of Adam's immense power, had been a little terrifying admittedly. After all, he couldn't resurrect the dead so anyone that the Nine managed to kill might as well be gone for good.

  Fortunately they'd been able to take the Nine down without losing anyone he cared about too much. In fact, Adam had been the one to do most of the work on that front, with assistance from Taylor in her cape identity… and surprisingly enough, Glory Girl of all people.

  The three of them were credited with the kills with Adam walking away with the lion's share of the reward money and the rest being split between Taylor and Glory Girl.

  In the end, Adam had used that money to buy up an entire apartment building, refurbishing the whole thing, and then converting the top floor into three condominiums. It would have been four, but he'd had two of them merged for him and Taylor to have a bigger living space.

  Funnily enough, by sheer coincidence Victoria Dallon had wound up buying one of the other two condominiums… for her and her adoptive sister Amy to move into.

  Adam had no idea what was going on between those two necessarily, other than that they weren't on good terms with their mother at this point, but he was too busy being much too happy with Taylor to really pry. He wasn't going to be one of those nosy kind of ndlords, especially not when he had his own secrets.

  Indeed, he'd even had a hidden elevator installed in the building during its refurbishment and reconstruction, one that went straight from his and Taylor's pce down to a cape hideout in the subbasement.

  This was all to say… things had been great these past several years. He and Taylor were happy and deliriously in love, with Taylor having not even cared that much when he finally confessed the truth to her about his real past after they killed the Nine.

  Today had been a day like any other, with them having a romantic date night at their home complete with homecooked dinner and a movie on the couch. And then they'd made their way to the bedroom and things had escated to the intimate just like they always did.

  Finally, after Taylor has cum moaning his name a handful of times, Adam feels himself tipping over the edge inside of her, his seed spilling out into her womb as Taylor shudders in orgasmic bliss beneath him.

  "Fuuuck Adam… you always feel so damn good…"

  Yeah, that was his power to be honest. Improving himself in every possible way didn't just make him all but unkilble, it also gave him boosts in pretty much everything that mattered.

  Chuckling, Adam slides his cock out of Taylor's cunt, watching his seed slowly bead out of her freshly fucked pussy a moment ter. Then, his view is obstructed as Taylor abruptly spins over, getting on her hands and knees for him.

  "More… please. And… I want it rough. Please… take control of me?"

  Adam's breath hitches for a moment as Taylor's pintive request. She even lowers her face to the bed so she can reach back with both hands and spread her ass cheeks, revealing her clean, puckered anus to him. It's obvious what she really wants, even if she has a hard time saying 'I want you to dominate me and fuck me in the ass'.

  Taylor, the Queen of Escation… is actually pretty much a closet submissive in the bedroom. And Adam loves her all the more for it.

  With a grin spreading across his face, he reaches over to the nightstand and pulls a jar of lubricant out of the drawer there. Taylor watches him with excitement on her face and anticipation in her eyes. Smirking, Adam uncaps the jar and scoops out some lube before spping it down between Taylor's ass cheeks.

  She squeaks from the cold contact, before moaning as he pushes his lubed fingers against her asshole without warning or hesitation. She likes it better that way as she's told him before. She likes it when she doesn't know it's coming, when she has no control over what's happening.

  Only with him, of course. Because Taylor knows she can trust him. She knows he would never hurt her. And so she knows she can give up all sembnce of control and he'll take care of her needs.

  One finger and then two, before finally Adam is pistoning three digits in and out of Taylor's asshole, all the way up to the st knuckle. Taylor moans wantonly in response, pushing her hips back into his fingers and quivering in pleasure as he stretches out her ass for his eventual cock.

  At the same time, Adam takes more of the lube and sps it down on his dick, stroking his rock hard member to get it nice and slick. There's a reason he has to use three fingers and it's because his shaft is rather sizable. It's not exactly safe for raw dogging a girl's anus, let alone a tight, lithe thing like Taylor.

  So he prepares and he prepares hard, until finally Taylor is whining so needily and wiggling so much before him that Adam can't hold back any longer. With a grunt, he slides his three fingers out of Taylor's freshly lubed asshole and repces them with his cock.

  Even with her anus slightly agape by that point, she's still incredibly tight as he goes in. Adam groans and Taylor moans as he leans forward over her, inch after inch of his dick sliding deep into her ass. Her hands fall away from spreading her backside for him and instead move to fist the sheets in front of her while Adam quickly begins to hammer away.

  SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

  "Yessss~ g-give it to me! Hnnngh, f-fuck!"

  The sound of flesh spping against flesh fills the air alongside Taylor's wanton moans fills the bedroom as Adam drives into her bowels again and again, giving her exactly what she's begging for… and then some.

  At around that same time, as Adam is railing Taylor's ass into the bed and she's loving every st second of her 'face down, ass up' time as she likes to call it… they both hear it. Neither of them reacts too strongly, of course… but it's impossible to completely ignore.

  The sounds coming from outside of the windows of the condominium… well, no normal human would be able to listen in, at least. Not with walls and so much air between them. However, neither Adam nor Taylor are normal human beings. Taylor can hear and see through her bugs quite easily and Adam… is Adam.

  As a result, both of them are quite aware when a certain blonde flyer 'joins them' in a bit of voyeurism. Not that she's actually joining them, though they'd both welcome it.

  No, rather… outside of their window, at a distance enough that she thinks she won't be seen with how dark it is this high up, Victoria Dallon is currently hovering in the air watching them fuck. After all, this high in the air, there's no reason for them to have to close their blinds right? The bed isn't close enough to the window and Adam isn't fucking Taylor up against the gss so there's no chance of anyone on the street level seeing them.

  Vicky, obviously, isn't on the street level. Instead, she's floating in the air at eye level with them both… masturbating. Adam can hear the blonde's moans from here. He can even listen as she pushes her hands up under her clothes, the distant sound of fabric getting out of the way filling his ears.

  One of her hands mauls at her tits under her top while the other hand is down her shorts and panties, driving two fingers deep inside of her pussy.

  Yeah, Adam might not know what the hell is up with Vicky and Amy and their retionship at this point, but he does know one thing for sure. Vicky seems to love a good show as this is far from the first time that she's spied on them.

  Reaching up, Adam grabs a fistful of Taylor's hair and pulls her head backwards, arching her spine as she moans all the more wantonly. They both get a little bit more exaggerated in their actions and reactions, all for the sake of putting on a performance for their dear voyeur.

  "Yesss! More! Nnngh, you fuck my ass so good, Adam! Yes, yes, YES!"

  "You love that, don't you Taylor? Love getting your tight little back door railed just as much as your front."

  "Yes! Your big fat COCK is stirring up my insides!!!"

  Vicky's movements get faster outside, picking up the pace while they do the same in the bedroom. Until finally, Adam unleashes his load upon Taylor a second time, spilling his seed in her ass this go around. He fills her with his cum and then lets her drop face first onto the bed.

  While Taylor is recovering, Adam makes a show of running his hands down her body gently and reverently, smiling softly. Then, he makes it seem like he's just getting up on a whim, stretching and moving over to the window with his cock still out and messy.

  He never looks right at Vicky, even as she freezes in pce. He just… stares out at the city, letting his dick fully hang out in pin view of the voyeuristic blonde cape.

  After a moment, Vicky's efforts to get herself off start up again and redouble in speed and ferocity. Adam just smiles a satisfied smile until she's cumming all over her palm and panties. Only once she's floated away does he turn back to Taylor, who gives him a knowing look.

  "… Might be just about time to give her an invitation."

  Hm… Taylor might be right about that. It would be good to learn whether Vicky just liked being a peeper… or whether it was them in particur she was jonesing for~

  -x-X-x-

  The first time is an accident, Vicky swears to god. She doesn't mean to see what she sees. In fact, the first few times are accidents. It's not like she sets out to become a voyeuristic peeper spying on her neighbors or anything like that. It just… sort of happens.

  It all goes back to the payday she got from helping take down the Nine. Needless to say, that had been one of the most terrifying days of her life and she hadn't even done the lion's share of the work. But the Sughterhouse Nine had been menaces for longer than she'd been alive and that meant their bounties were utterly ridiculous.

  In the end, even a small cut like Vicky had earned was more money than anyone would normally know what to do with. It was just the right amount of money for Vicky though. See, she wasn't an idiot. Sure, she loved her mom… but she could see the writing on the wall all the same and knew that Carol didn't love Amy. Or at least, didn't love her as much as she should have.

  The Dallon Household was toxic, pin and simple. Between Carol being Carol and Vicky's father being utterly checked out, she'd decided she had to get Amy out of there… and thanks to the bounty money, she'd been able to. As soon as they were both eighteen, they'd left their childhood home behind and moved into a condo for the both of them.

  That condo just so happened to be one of the most secure in the city, so someone like Carol, even with all her connections and what not, couldn't find out their new address. Vicky hadn't gone full No Contact with her mother, she still had brunch with her once a week in fact, but she'd fully supported Amy no longer being anywhere near the older woman.

  Especially when her sister had confided in Vicky that she'd stopped thinking of Carol as her mother years and years ago and come to view her as nothing more than a 'warden'. Needless to say, that shit had to end… and so it had.

  Besides, their new pce was totally legit. Top floor of a nice tall building, which meant that Vicky could fly onto the patio at any time rather than having to take the elevator. And to be clear, she understood privacy too. She got that if she came towards the building from the other side, she should fly up high and then come down from above so she didn't see anything she shouldn't.

  However… that was where the first time had come into py. As previously mentioned, it was a total accident. The weather had been exceptionally foggy and Vicky had misjudged how high she was. In the end, she'd come up practically right on top of her neighbor's windows without realizing it… and got a full view of them having sex in the room beyond.

  It certainly didn't hurt (or help) that they were both her types too. Vicky had long since realized she was bisexual, just as she'd also long since realized that her and Dean weren't right for each other. Dean was a decent guy… but he was also trying to be more than he was, trying to be the ideal man for Vicky in a way that only came off as fake.

  You know who was the actual ideal man for Vicky? Adam. Now that was a guy who knew himself inside and out and didn't give a fuck what anyone else thought. But at the same time, that 'devil may care' attitude didn't make him any less of a man either. It didn't make him cold or unfeeling to be fair, if anything it made him kinder, more approachable, more likable.

  Too bad he was already taken by the ideal woman for Vicky. Taylor Hebert was a tall gss of wine with legs for days, piercing eyes, and her own easy confidence that made her fit so well with Adam that Vicky could still hardly believe they were even real people. They were a matched pair of sorts… and they were so unbelievably hot together it wasn't even funny.

  They were also little more than her neighbors, people that Vicky and Amy had had a few neighborly dinners and game nights with, but nothing more than that. They talked all the time of course, but Vicky knew it was only because they lived in such close proximity to each other, not because they were best friends or anything like that.

  So yeah, she got an eyeful that first night… and a few times after that. It wasn't her fault that weather conditions seemed to conspire with her neighbors boinking like rabbits to give her snippets of things she really shouldn't be seeing!

  Only, the more it happened, the more the memories stuck in her mind until Vicky had started masturbating to them. At first, only in her own bed of course. But then… then she started coming in from Adam and Taylor's side of the building on purpose. And she started masturbating while watching them from outside instead.

  God, she was so pathetic. Vicky knew that. And tonight she was going to do it again. Amy was out on an overnight date with a cute blonde nurse who Vicky very much approved of. Meanwhile, Vicky was going to wait until she was sure Adam and Taylor were banging before flying out from her patio and swinging back around to peep on them.

  She just… had to wait a little while longer-

  KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

  Blinking, Vicky walks over to her apartment door, brow furrowing even though she already knows who will be on the other side. After all, anyone else would have had to call up from downstairs. The only people who could be knocking directly on the door to the condo were…

  "Taylor! Hi!"

  Standing in the hall between their condos, Taylor smiles as she pces a hand against the wall next to Vicky's doorframe. The taller woman all but looms over Vicky for a moment, almost seeming to eye her up and down before finally speaking.

  "Hey Vicky. You're all alone tonight, yeah? Think I saw Amy head out just a little while ago."

  "Y-Yeah, she has a date and she's not going to be back until morning, so it's just me!"

  "Mm… lucky her. And luck us too. Adam and I had something to talk to you about. Care to join us?"

  Vicky blinks but slowly nods.

  "Sure! Happy to!"

  It's not like it's the first time she's been in the couple's condo. The fact that they have two of the top floor units renovated into one has never escaped her notice but she's not that jealous… just more impressed than anything.

  Regardless, Taylor leads her down the hall to their door and walks her inside. Together, they make their way to the living room, where Adam is waiting for them with a twinkle in his eye. Vicky tries not to stare too hard at how his clothes fit him so damn well. He's fucking chiseled, that's for sure.

  "Vicky, hey. Nice to see you on this side of the gss for once."

  Vicky freezes up as the words hit her like a freight train. Her eyes widen and suddenly she feels Taylor looming behind her, hands on her shoulders, voice in her ear.

  "No need to panic, darling. Nobody is keeping you here… we couldn't even if we wanted to."

  That was only halfway true. Sure, her powers made it impossible for them to imprison her or anything like that… but at the same time, if they wanted to ruin her life by exposing her as a criminal voyeur, they easily could. Taylor's voice continues on in her ear though before Vicky can start shaking like a leaf too badly.

  "We're not mad, Vicky. We appreciate the… appreciation. But we do have one question for you that we hoped you would answer for us."

  Adam watches her like a hawk, smile still on his face, even as Vicky trembles in Taylor's hands. Licking her lips, she stutters out a response.

  "Y-Yeah? Uh… w-what's that?"

  "Well… we wanted to know if it was the peeping that you got off on… or us."

  Blinking, Vicky doesn't understand at first. Until Taylor's hands are suddenly no longer on her shoulders. One caresses a breast while the other moves down between Vicky's legs, fondling her above the clothes. Vicky gasps in response, shuddering from the sexual touching.

  "Basically, are you just a voyeur who can get off on any hot couple fucking in front of you… or are you interested in Adam and me specifically?"

  Swallowing hard now that she has that crification, Vicky just nods helplessly and moans.

  "… Y-You… I'm interested in b-both of you… c-carnally…"

  Adam smirks. Taylor giggles. Vicky feels like she's drowning. But then, joy of joys, Taylor throws her a life preserver.

  "Then would you care to join us in bed for a proper threesome where you can have fun WITH us rather than watching from outside, darling?"

  Vicky, not trusting herself to speak, nods vigorously in response.

  -x-X-x-

  "Ooooh fuuuuck. You're so BIG!"

  Adam chuckles as he slides into Victoria Dallon for the first time, pushing nice and deep into her horny, wet cunt. This Vicky was a lot better than the canon Vicky would have been. Namely, she had been smart enough to realize the dangers behind her aura from an earlier age and had worked much harder to wrangle it under control.

  As a result, Amy Dallon did not have a Vicky-shaped Obsession. She had a type still, specifically blonde and busty, but she wasn't one bad day from going yandere for her sister at least. Otherwise, he would never be doing this. At least not without seducing both Dallons into his bed at the same time.

  Regardless, as he slides in and out of Vicky's cunt, making the now-naked blonde moan under him, Taylor is right beside her. The tall girl has also stripped down to her birthday suit and is currently leaning in close to Vicky's ear, whispering to her.

  "Look at that Vicky. Look at how deep he's getting inside of you. Did you want this? Did you fantasize about this?"

  "Y-Yes… oh god, yes. I-I wanted it so bad. I've been m-masturbating to the thought of him dicking me down with this cock for WEEKS!"

  Taylor giggles.

  "I'm so gd. I'm happy that you're finally getting what you want, Vicky. Take it. Take that big fat dick up into your hungry little twat."

  Vicky moans while Adam takes that as a signal to pick up the pace. He starts fucking Vicky even harder, his hands pulling her legs up and to the sides as they rest under her knees. Her toes curl, her pussy clenches, and Vicky squeals while his cock barrels in and out of her.

  In no time at all, just a few more minutes of pounding, Vicky reaches her first orgasm on Adam's cock. Her cunt walls clench down around his dick and she climaxes HARD for him, her pussy gushing all over his length. Adam just keeps going though, still fucking her nice and deep and watching as she groans and moans and slowly recovers.

  To her credit, when she finally gets her voice back, Vicky doesn't just keep squealing. She finds her words.

  "I'm not… g-getting everything I w-want…"

  Blinking down at her, Taylor smiles as she reaches out and grabs one of Vicky's tits from the side, fondling her chest and pying with the nipple. Vicky moans throatily and arches her back as she shudders in ecstasy for a moment… but that's not what she means either.

  "I want… you too, T-Taylor. So please… can you do something for me?"

  Chuckling, Taylor leans in close.

  "Anything."

  Her husky whisper sends a shiver down Vicky's spine, but the blonde just licks her lips and delivers her request.

  "S-Sit on my face. Please… sit on my face!"

  Adam chuckles as Taylor giggles. And then the leggy light of his life does exactly as Vicky asks. Climbing aboard and facing him, Taylor doesn't hesitate to press her wet slit directly onto Vicky's mouth. At the same time, Taylor's hands grab onto Vicky's tits for support, which in turn brings her arms together and frames her own smaller bust beautifully in Adam's opinion.

  Judging by the moans that suddenly leave Taylor's lips, Vicky doesn't hesitate to start getting to work, her tongue clearly driving Taylor crazy in no time at all. At the same time, Adam leans forward and captures Taylor's mouth with his own, kissing her deeply as they share Vicky between them.

  His cock barrels in and out of Vicky Dallon's cunt like there's no tomorrow, filling the room with the sound of flesh spping against flesh. But that noise is in turn forced to compete for volume with the slurping of Vicky's tongue in and out of Taylor's cunt and the moans coming from Taylor's mouth that Adam swallows with his lips.

  The funny part is, he didn't set out to cim Vicky when he came to this world. Taylor was more than enough for him, or so he'd thought. She was the only girl he well and truly wanted, and so he'd worked day and night to make himself worthy of her and to help mold her into the beautiful, vivacious, and strong young woman he KNEW she could be.

  Victoria though? That was a complete accident. He hadn't pnned for her to spy on them or anything, but then he also hadn't stopped her from doing it when he and Taylor finally caught her.

  Surprises were fun, really. It was nice to know even after all the lives he'd lived and all the power he had at his fingertips… there could still be surprises.

  Kissing Taylor deeply, fucking Vicky even deeper, and sharing this moment with both women… Adam is quite content with his retirement.

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