An unexpected surprise came in the evening – he had just had dinner and was about to enter his dorm room when a pair of soft hands covered his eyes from behind. He recognised the scent to be Cheryl, and while he sort of expected it (since he turned her down yesterday), what he didn’t expect was the third hand which went over his mouth. He heard a soft gasp as it made contact with his skin, and the hand was retracted quickly. Before he could turn or say anything, he was pushed unceremoniously into his dorm room, causing him to stumble inside; the door lock clicking almost immediately. Trying but failing to regain his balance, he barely managed to plonk down face first on his bed, but recovered quickly and turned round to see two pairs of eyes staring intently at him.
On the left was Cheryl, whom he was completely familiar with by now having had all of her, but the girl on the right was new to him. He realised that she was the friend Cheryl was with earlier, except that she was wearing a jacket earlier, which concealed the hotness within that was now in full view. She was the tanned sporty type, a stark contrast to Cheryl’s fair complexion especially sitting side by side. It was what she was wearing that caught his attention though – if Cheryl looked hot, then this girl was on fire. She was dressed in a tube top that was so low cut almost half her boobs were showing (that explained the jacket earlier) and a flare mini-skirt which showed off her tanned toned legs that seemed to go on forever. She also had very sharp facial features that when combined with her tan, gave her a very exotic look. Tom realised that the gasp must have been her coming into contact with his power when she tried to cover his mouth with her hand.
Cheryl grinned at him, “Tom, this is my BFF Jessica!” she was amused by the way he was staring at her pretty friend – his innocence and experience was kind of cute.
She turned to Jessica, “This is the magical guy I told you about!” she said excitedly, talking as if Tom wasn’t in the same room.
A sweet, almost sensual voice replied, “I know, I felt it….” Tom thought he could hear a tinge of arousal in Jessica’s voice as well.
“Wait till you feel all of it…” Cheryl said with a mischievous glint in her eye, slipping out of her sundress and letting it fall to the floor as she moved towards Tom…
Several hours later, Tom lay panting on the bed, totally spent but too filled with excitement and arousal to sleep. He looked to either side of him at the two naked, sweaty and sticky bodies asleep next to him; their contrasting skin tones making it look like a yin-yang sandwich of sorts. Things had descended into depravity very quickly after Cheryl had made the first move. Jessica had succumbed to his power almost immediately, giving Tom the opportunity to have the time of his life with 2 sex-crazed nymphos, fucking in various positions, taking turns, both at once, practically anything they could think of they tried. He felt like he had died and gone to heaven – in fact he felt like he was going to die at some point, the 2 horny sluts having drained every single drop of cum from his balls (5 shots in 4 hours). He beheld the erotic sight of the exhausted beauties with his cum still flowing from their well fucked pussies – Jessica’s body was actually still twitching involuntarily. A crooked smile formed on his lips as he laid back and admired his handiwork.
Unbeknownst to any of them, the entire action had been recorded – Alex had resources far beyond anyone of his age (such was the power of money), and he had Tom’s room bugged and wired like you wouldn’t believe. In fact, the bugging was so thorough and the pictures were so clear, Alex had just jacked off thrice to the best live porn ever. He made a mental note to fuck the 2 girls himself the next chance he got; but his snooping had unexpectedly yielded results on the first try. He had seen how Jessica reacted to Tom’s touch, and Cheryl’s casual remark on Tom being magical turned out to be more true than she could ever know. So it wasn’t just his big dick, but apparently Tom had some sort of magical power in his touch. Interesting, Alex thought, as he plotted his next step.
Tom awoke later in the night (his tiredness had finally caught up) to loud slurping noises and a very warm sensation down below. He looked down to find Jessica slurping hungrily at his cock, using her tongue to flick all around the sensitive head as she bobbed up and down, her small mouth stretching to accommodate his size. He looked around and realised that Cheryl had gone, leaving Jessica all to himself (or was it the other way round). Jessica felt him move and looked up at him, cock still in her mouth. Her eyes twinkled at him as she speeded up and intensified her blowjob, a hand moving to caress his balls, twirling her tongue skilfully on his tip.
Unable to bear her determined assault, Tom placed his hand on her head and groaned as he erupted into her mouth. She moaned as she felt him spurt into her mouth, but kept on going and sucked harder, intent on milking out every last drop of his magical cum that felt so good inside her. As he sat back to recover from his latest explosion, she looked at him a sultry CFM look as she purposely let the cum in her mouth dribble down her chin an onto her chest, using her hands to spread it erotically all over her chest, his thick creamy white cum giving a contrasting glow to her tanned skin tone. Seeing that he was still hard and twitching, she then spread her legs and beckoned him over with a cum dripping finger.
“Fuck me again?” came her sweet melodic voice. Tom did not need a second invitation.
“Mmmfff…mmm…mpphhh…mmm!!” Samantha’s muffled cries of pleasure filled the room. Her mouth was full of Alex’s cock and they were locked in a 69 position with his face and tongue buried in her slit. Her back suddenly arched as she came, Alex’s cock popping out when she opened her mouth to cry out in pleasure, wetting his face with her juices as her orgasm coursed through her body. She collapsed down on the bed in exhaustion – they had been in that position for quite some time, and with her latest orgasm her body was unable to maintain it any longer. Samantha closed her eyes, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm as she drifted off to sleep. But Alex had other ideas.
“Alex…wha…wait…nooooo..” she cried as he manhandled her onto all fours, ignoring her protests as he slid himself into her dripping wet pussy and started to pound her energetically.
“Alex…please…I…ahh..OHH…nooo” she squealed as she struggled to get out of his grasp, but her weakened body was unable to do more than squirm.
Seeing her struggle only made him go faster and harder, as he grabbed on tightly to her shoulders for better grip and gave it to her. He was slightly amused that her mouth was saying no but her body was screaming yes. He watched as she came mid-protest, her body going into mini-vibrations as the orgasm took over. Samantha dipped her head in submission, unable to deny the pleasure he was giving her, but she was still annoyed at him not letting her rest. Alex was pleased at her admission of defeat, and proceeded to pound her till he himself reached his own pleasure peak.
She felt him twitch inside her with the tell-tale sign of an impending male orgasm, then realised he was fucking her raw! She regained enough sense then and tried to crawl away from him, but she did not have the strength to resist, and neither did he let her as he slammed himself in balls deep and unloaded everything he had into her; the force of his thrust causing her to cum (albeit unwillingly). He plopped down next to her, finally spent, and watched with dark amusement as she came down from her (forced) orgasm. He grinned at her when she finally opened her eyes to glare at him, and received a slap to his face as a reward.
“I told you to use a condom!” she screamed at him in frustration. “What if I get pregnant!”
His expression remained unchanged. “Relax babe. I got morning-after pills – besides, you enjoyed it didn’t you?” He tried to hug her but she shoved him away and turned her back to him.
“Asshole.” She sniffed, tearing slightly as she curled into a ball, ignoring him. She could feel his load (it was a big one) flowing out of her pussy, and though she had to admit it felt good, she hated how Alex was always so selfish.
An unsympathetic Alex let her be and went off to wash himself up, picking up the packet of pills from the bedside drawer and tossing it unceremoniously next to her.
Samantha woke with a start. She was annoyed at having dreamt of something she didn’t want to remember. She considered her time with Alex as one of the darkest episodes of her life – and to top it all off, his sudden reappearance irked her beyond measure. It was like a cockroach that wouldn’t die no matter how many times you hit it. She suddenly missed Tom a lot – at least he was nice and honest; and wanted to sneak next door to look for him but then she remembered he was staying at his dorm that night, and she was in no mood to drive. Sighing dejectedly, she was reduced to getting herself off in an effort to find some comfort. She fell asleep several self-induced orgasms later, but more due to pure tiredness than satisfaction.
Over at Tom’s dorm room, satisfaction was in abundant supply – it hung in the air together with the strong smell of raw sex. Tom was completely drained – Jessica had finally left him alone – but not before milking him completely dry. He had cum at least 3 times in the last 2 hours, shooting again and again into her pussy until it was so full of cum it was dripping constantly. This girl was trouble, he thought, if Cheryl was horny / slutty, then Jessica was a pure nymphomaniac. He suspected that even without his power, she would be equally horny; not that he minded of course, but he knew that even he had his limitations (he had come so much his balls ached). He couldn’t even summon the strength to clean up as he drifted off to an exhausted but completely satisfied sleep.
The next few days passed without incident – Tom was busy with his classes, and though he did continue receive messages from Samantha, he was unable to find time to see her (though he really wished he could). Cheryl and Jessica somehow seemed to disappear, which while he found it odd and slightly disappointing (they had awesome sex), his angel was still on top of his list, so it didn’t bother him too much. He saw the other two as bonuses.
He was wandering around campus one morning out of sheer boredom when a figure suddenly crashed into him as he was turning a corner, causing both of them to fall backwards onto the floor. He looked up to see who it was and was presented with a rather cute girl with shorter shoulder length hair (unlike the 3 long haired ladies he had) that was dyed a crimson hue. She was dressed rather simply in a t-shirt and denim hot pants – though these were so tight she had a bare midriff and her curvy figure was plainly visible.
“Oopsie!” her cute, almost child-like voice sounded in his ears as she smiled at him with a tinge of embarrassment.
Perhaps it was his experience so far, or maybe she wasn’t as pretty as the other 3, that Tom surprised himself by not being shy. Her bag had dropped on the floor and some of its contents had spilled out.
“Let me help you with that” said Tom, taking the initiative and helping her to pick up her stuff before handing it back to her with a smile. She took her bag back with a shy smile before they parted ways.
A short while later, Tom was seated at one of the campus’s small cafes having a drink to cool off from the hot weather when a tap on his shoulder roused him from a daydream. He turned to see the cute redhead smiling cheerily at him.
“Mind if I join you?” she asked sweetly in a tone that could kill a dinosaur, which brought back some of Tom’s shyness.
“S..sure…” he said, barely managing to catch the stammer.
She plonked herself opposite him and cocked her head at him, giving him a coy look.
“You’re cute.” She giggled, making him blush.
“I’m Chloe, by the way” she added, “do you always meet girls by bumping into them? Hehehe” she teased, making him go even redder.
Tom’s brain was confused – she was obviously flirting with him (this had never happened before), while the original Tom was suspicious of her intentions, the new, adventurous Tom welcomed this new distraction (she was really cute anyway). He decided to do as he had done thus far and go with the flow. His thoughts were interrupted when he felt a ticklish sensation on his legs – she was casually using her leg to brush against him as she acted as if nothing was happening. It was when she inadvertently brushed against his crotch where he could not withstand her teasing and jerked both in shock and some slight pleasure, causing his coffee cup to topple over, spilling the contents all over his jeans. Chloe was secretly pleased – it had gone better than she had hoped; advancing her plan even if unintentional, she thought his innocence and shyness would be tough to crack, but the spilled coffee created the perfect opening.
“Oopsies!” she said in her sweet cutesy voice.“Lets go back to my room, I’ll clean that up for you!”
“It’s okay…I…” Tom protested, but she was having none of it.
“But I insist!” she said, grabbing his hand with the intent to lead him away. That’s when it hit her. Her eyes opened wide and she gasped as a warm, tingly feeling of pleasure flowed from Tom into her hand, coursing through her body like an electric current. She released her hand in shock but maintained her composure (she was known to have strong self-control) as she kept her smile fixed on Tom.
“Let’s go!” she said, turning while motioning for him to follow, making sure to wiggle her round, tight ass at him as she walked off. Who could resist that?
Tom sat awkwardly on Chloe’s bed as the hum of the washing machine filled the background. She had literally ripped his jeans off him the moment they entered her room – like him, she had no roommate so it was as private as can be. She had left him sitting on her bed in his t-shirt and boxers while she went to have a shower. She emerged a short while later wrapped in only her towel and giggled at how silly he looked.
“Would you like a drink?” she said, answering for him anyway as she went and poured him one anyway.
Sticking with her theme, she pretended to trip as she was about to reach him, falling over and splashing him with the glass of water and falling onto his lap.
“OMG I’m so sorry!” she said, totally not, as she looked up at him with her trademark puppy dog eyes.
Before he could react, she pressed her attack, pulling off his t-shirt in one swift movement and unwrapping her towel.
“Let me dry you!” she said, her ability to pretend nothing happened was award-worthy, as she proceeded to dry him using the only thing that was protecting her decency.
Tom’s eyes widened as her naked body came into full view – it wasn’t perfectly shaped like Samantha or Cheryl; she was slightly meatier, not chubby, but more curvy, and in all the right areas. But her defining asset was definitely her tight but fleshy bubble butt, which from the looks of it (to Tom) would be nice to grab and spank. Her boobs were fleshy yet firm C cups, and they jiggled slightly as she towelled him off. Unable to take the teasing any longer, he reached forward and grabbed.
“Oh God…Oh God…Ooooooooohhhhh! Haaa…haahh…ooooohh!” squealed Chloe as Tom pounded into her from behind. She was on all fours at the edge of the bed as he rammed her repeatedly from a standing position, his big cock feeling even bigger in this particular position as she rocked her hips back to meet his every thrust, squealing every time he was in balls deep. Every fibre of her being was radiating in pleasure, first purely from the size of his cock but mostly due to the magical energy flowing into her from him. Her whole body felt like it was being constantly zapped an electrical current, but instead of pain she was feeling an abundance of pleasure, more than she ever bargained for in this deal.
Tom was too engrossed in his own pleasure to think about anything else. From the first loud moan when he grabbed Chloe, he knew he had her no matter what motive she might have had. Perhaps because she was more of a random encounter than Cheryl or Samantha or even Jessica, all his hesitation and nice-guy-ness were pushed to the side – for once he was thinking purely with his small head. Intending to punish her for her relentless flirting and teasing, he had gone full-on piston ramming mode from the get go. He found her bubble butt especially nice for doggy-ing, as its fleshiness gave him plenty of bounce, reducing the effort needed to pound her non-stop. It was also nice to grab, squeeze and smack, to which he did intermittently, getting a scream of pleasure each time he did so. He was so focussed on fucking her that he failed to see a tiny little flesh coloured device wedged inside her ear.
Chloe was experiencing a whole plethora of emotions and sensations at the same time – more than she could handle. She had anticipated pleasure, but not on this level. The electric-like sensations she was experiencing from Tom were overwhelming and threatening to take over her entire body; it didn’t help that Tom himself was quite skilful (she had to admit) , and the size of his cock (she was also impressed) made her feel completely full. Her famed self-control was on the verge of collapse, and she knew she had to act fast before she lost it. She managed (barely) to turn her head back for a quick glance at Tom – he had his eyes closed and his head tilted back as he pounded her. Good. She reached up to her ear (quite a challenge considering she was being pounded quite hard and fast) and activated the device.
Alex was in his room waiting, he was beginning to wonder if the mission was a failure when the light on his speaker started blinking. He pushed the button to activate the connection. Immediately, the sounds of moaning, squealing and flesh smacking on flesh filled the room. A crooked smile formed on his lips as he picked up the microphone and spoke into it.
“So, is it true?” he asked in a voice that was cool as a cucumber.
“YES! OH Ahhhh OHH ooooh! Its…haaa…true! Ahhh” said Chloe, in between moans and squeals.
She was on the verge of losing it completely, which pleased Alex’s sadistic nature to no end. He had never received a report in this manner before, and it excited him. He wished he had taken the time to bug her room – the action sounded pretty darn exciting and would have made a good addition to his collection, but he had plenty of action as it is, so he dismissed the thought from his head.
“Good. I’ll sort out the compensation as agreed.” Alex said, amused at himself for sounding so business-like. Ah, this was such a good game to play. He pushed the button to cut the connection.
“It’s nice when things go just as planned, don’t you think so, my pet?” He said, looking down at the figure kneeling below him.
It was Jessica, she was naked and knelt in front of Alex, and at this moment she was sucking and slurping hungrily on his cock, her tanned skin glistening with sweat. There was a puddle of cum and girly juice under her, dripping out of her pussy from the earlier session moments ago. Cheryl was out cold on the bed – having cum so many times she had passed out. She too, was leaking Alex’s cum from her pussy, though it was slightly dried up by now. Alex stroked Jessica’s silky hair as she sucked him, her eyes were glazed over and she was just moving on pure instinct, reduced to an automation at best. Alex made a mental note to thank his supplier for the aphrodisiac that had made things so much easier.
He had “arranged” to run into them on campus, but while they only initially agreed to just drinks (his reputation preceded him), the colourless additive made ensnaring them into his trap so easy it was laughable. He grunted as Jessica skilfully brought him to his 3rd orgasm of the day, filling her mouth with his cum as she greedily milked him dry, lapping up all the excess cum with her tongue and swallowing it all, opening her mouth to show him that it was all down her throat.
“That’s a good girl” he said, after recovering from his orgasm. “Now go get some rest, you’ll need it for later.” She nodded obediently and went to lie down beside Cheryl, falling asleep in seconds. Alex made some calls to proceed to the next step of his plan before joining them on the bed in a wet sticky heap.
The moment the connection was cut, Chloe’s biggest orgasm so far hit her hard - Tom’s hard cock constantly rubbing on her gspot plus the relentless stimulation from his power had finally gone past her limit. She buried her face in the pillow and screamed her lungs out, her entire body going into violent convulsions which caused Tom to pop out. Chloe felt like she was melting; the orgasmic euphoria flooded all her senses, blanking everything else out until she felt like she was in a black hole of pleasure, where all of her core and being were being sucked inside out. She never knew an orgasm could bring so much pleasure, and as much as she fought it, she could not deny that this was the best feeling in the world, and that she wanted more of it.
As she came down from the high of her orgasm, her mind cleared and her self-awareness returned. Her body was still experiencing lingering aftereffects of the big orgasm, her pussy muscles twitching uncontrollably. Now that her deal with Alex was done, she felt she was in full control of her actions once again – and she made her decision, reaching up to pull Tom down into her and embracing the magical electrical feeling with open arms.
A couple of hours later, Alex was in planning mode. So now, he discovered Tom had some mysterious power which seemed to give girls pleasure through touch. While most people would ask you to go to IMH if you told them this, Alex was different. He was used to having his way, and would take any opportunity to use any method possible to get what he wanted – in this case it was Samantha. Of course, with his capabilities and resources, he could get any girl he wanted (as evidenced by the 2 behind him), but Pride is a cruel mistress, and in this case it was personal. A loud scream interrupted his thoughts; he turned to see that Cheryl had just cum hard while riding on a cock, her body shaking from the force of the orgasm. Jessica was on her back, legs propped up on the guy’s shoulders, as he pounded her well fucked hole, which was so full of cum it was leaking with every thrust. Needing time to recover from his own exertions, Alex had called a few of his buddies to come down to enjoy the 2 girls. The aphrodisiac that was still in effect ensured that the girls were cooperative (in fact they were so horny now they would just about fuck any hard dick that came in front of them), but Alex had also set up a video camera on a tripod to film all the action; supposedly as insurance, but mostly for his own entertainment. The erotic sight made him horny again as he abandoned his planning (for now) and got up to go join in the action.
Chloe lay panting on her bed, her mind completely blown by the marathon sex session she just had with Tom. She was only willing to let him off only after he had cum so much that his last shot came out completely dry. She had literally milked him dry with both her pussy and her mouth, so addicted she was to the pure concentrate of pleasure that was his cum. Even now, she was playing with the excess cum still dripping from her pussy, dipping her fingers in to bring it up to her mouth to taste. She had cum so many times that her whole body felt like jelly now, she had attempted to get up to hit the shower but her legs would not cooperate and had dumped her like a rag doll on the floor. She had barely managed to crawl back up (thankfully her bed was not very high).
She briefly considered the circumstances that had led to this – Alex had approached her with a deal; he had somehow discovered she had trouble with her finances and had given her an offer too good to refuse. If not for the money she was sure she would’ve rejected him. Damn that selfish prick! She thought, but not only did it get her out of trouble, she also just had the best fuck (in this case many fucks) of her life. She was still having mini orgasms every now and then by playing with his cum, but the magic effect was less intense without his skin-to-skin contact. She wondered about this strange, almost supernatural power that he seemed to have, but the thought disappeared as fast as it had formed, she was too full of bliss and satisfaction to care.
The weekend arrived without much fanfare, though Tom was looking forward to going home for the weekend as he would be able to see Samantha. Samantha herself was feeling the excitement; she had been exchanging messages with him all week, their respective schedules made it impossible for them to meet despite her having a car.
He was on the way home when a tap on his shoulder made him turn. He saw a very diminutive Asian man in glasses – he was dressed quite shabbily but otherwise was very average looking. Tom thought he looked rather pale, not sick, but more like he never got outdoors much.
“Are you Tom?” he asked in a heavily accented voice.
Slightly shocked that he knew his name, Tom shot him a questioning look.
“Yes, who are you?” he implored.
“My name is Robin Aung, I am scientist” replied the man, confirming Tom’s guess that he was from Myanmar.
“What does a scientist want with a normal guy like me?” Tom asked, slightly worried at the answer he would be getting.
“We know of your power” Robin said, lowering his voice so no one else could hear. “Come. We talk elsewhere” he said next, turning and walking off without looking to see if Tom was following.
Tom was concerned. He had never spoken to anyone about his power – not even to the girls he had fucked; this was mainly because he thought that no one would have believed him anyway. How did this random “scientist” find out? And who was “we” referring to? He had no choice but to follow.
They ended up in a run-down apartment building that was way past its maintenance schedule. Tom thought it weird that a scientist would be cooped up in a place like this, but hey, who was he to judge? They ended up in a simple 1-room unit which had sheets of handwritten notes everywhere, with some lab equipment that looked more like a “My First Chemistry Set” than anything.
Robin pulled up a chair and pointed “Please, sit” he said, plonking himself down on a chair of his own and pulling out a notepad.
Tom found the words “Wait, before we go any further. How do you know about me?”
Robin shook his head and said “I just work for boss – he give detail, I find.” But turned his head away, not before Tom noticed what looked like fear in his eyes.
Seeing that he had not much choice in the matter, and he would probably have a hard time getting anything out of Robin, Tom went ahead with it, partly also because he was curious about his own power.
An hour or so later, Robin’s notepad was full of notes, scribbled furiously during the strangest interview that Tom had ever experienced. He felt it weird to describe his sexual experiences to a complete stranger (even though he left out the actual details of exactly what happened).
“So it works better with direct contact….and especially with internal body fluids…interesting” Robin said, as if talking to himself.
“What do you think it is?” Tom asked
“I do not know now – we need testing” he said, still mumbling rapidly to himself as he produced a small container seemingly out of no where. Shoving it in Tom’s hand, he said “Sample.” As if expecting Tom to produce something immediately. Reading his mind, Robin just said “Tomorrow morning.” Before literally chasing him out of his “lab” as he turned to his computer and began typing furiously.
Tom went on his way feeling bewildered but also deep in thought. Who on earth had found out of his power? How did they do it? And what the hell did they want from it? Was someone trying to reproduce his power? All these questions ran through his head as he headed home with a troubled mind.
So troubled was he that he failed to notice the gate next door was left open. He took out his keys and was turning them halfway when he was suddenly grabbed from behind with a ferocious bear hug. Looking down and recognising his angel’s hands, a flood of relief and happiness filled him, his mind’s troubles disappearing for the moment. He managed to turn around but was unable to do or say anything as she merely gripped him tighter and immediately planted her lips on his, snaking her tongue into his mouth. They frenched furiously for a whole 5 minutes before she all but dragged him back into her flat, locking both the main door and bedroom door behind them.
Several hours later, Tom lay on her bed, panting from the 3 consecutive rounds he just had with Samantha (she obviously missed him a lot). He looked down to see the hot mess that was Samantha – her long tresses were unkempt and strewn everywhere, and her silky toned body was glistening with sweat which made her natural glow even brighter. She was blissfully asleep laying on his chest, still breathing heavily from her exertions. He felt a sticky sensation on his leg, and realised it must be their combined cum leaking from her pussy – he had shot 3 substantial loads all deep inside her, with only one break in between the 2nd and 3rd. He reached down to stroke her hair, which caused her to stir in pleasure at the additional skin contact (apart from the fact that their bodies were pressed together). He saw that her lips were locked in a permanent smile, which made her look even more beautiful and enchanting. As he drifted off to sleep, he wondered if all this was possible without his powers, which saddened him a little thinking if he were one day to lose his powers, he might lose his angel along with them.
They remained stuck together till it got dark outside – her parents were overseas so there was no issue, plus Tom had already told his parents he wouldn’t be going home that night (oh how they would react if they realised he was just next door). Tom woke first and suddenly remembered he was supposed to get a “sample” for Robin. He mulled for a while on how to do it then the sticky feeling on his leg reminded him yet again. He managed to scoop some into the sample bottle without waking her and lay back down, enjoying the feel of her naked body and hot breath on his chest. She awoke awhile later and they ended up having sex in the shower again before heading out for dinner.
The next morning, Tom had snuck out while she was still asleep – no easy feat considering there was not one moment that she was not wrapped around him. He somehow managed to wriggle out of her embrace (mind you, if he could he would’ve stayed there forever) – eliciting a disappointed moan from her, but he thought on his feet and placed his shirt in his place, not completely satisfying her but at least keeping her asleep. He arrived at Robin’s apartment a short while later – and was greeted by an even more dishevelled figure still rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His eyes lit up when seeing Tom, who in the interest of time, handed off the sample and left hurriedly, wanting to get back to Samantha as soon as possible. He found that she was still asleep, but not for long. The moment he crawled back into bed with her (after removing his clothes of course), the sudden surge in the magical energy woke her enough to hug him tightly and start making out with him (with her eyes still closed). He was back in heaven.