He wasn’t alone. Drew spotted two more figures, a white man and an Asian woman, also in business attire and also moving in with guns drawn. The woman pushed past Drew as her partner shoved him against the van. She stepped right into the still-struggling pile of Wade and the ninja, snatching Wade’s wrist with her free hand and twisting it behind his back. She stomped down between the ninja’s shoulder blades with one firm foot. “It’s over!” she barked.
“Think they’re legit?” Wade asked loudly.
“Shut up!” both of the male agents yelled. “Just shut up right now!”
Drew ignored them. “Hope so,” he announced. The rougher push up against the van and the renewed chorus of commands fit his expectations.
“Sorry, man,” grunted Wade.
“We said, shut up, or we will fucking gag you,” snarled the woman who already had Wade half-cuffed. “Don’t test us.”
“Is it just them?” asked the blond man.
“Yeah, just the two of them,” replied a somewhat muffled voice from behind Drew. “The others didn’t seem to come out.”
The blond grunted. “Good. This asshole over here needs bandaging, but he’ll make it out of the garage first. Let’s wrap everyone up and get out of here before this becomes a bigger scene.”
“Bandaging? You ain’t callin’ an ambulance?” asked Drew. His only answer came as a gloved hand pushed his head up against the van. He felt another hand grab his wrist and twist it around his back and heard the sound of handcuffs emerging from someone’s belt.
Drew let out a grim breath. Getting arrested by Spider-Man was not the way he’d intended to end his Halloween.
* * *
Onyx shuddered at the touch of skilled fingers slipping under her skirts and over her hips. Given the intricacies of her outfit-bodice over blouse and leather belt over it all-she wouldn’t have thought such a move possible. Yet the succubus pulled it off with ease and grace. Lorelei embraced her from behind, filling Onyx with anticipation. Onyx felt Lorelei’s hands against her hips, and then over the creases between those hips and her thighs at her front, and then, briefly, teasingly, between her legs.
“You two mustn’t become completely disheveled,” Lorelei whispered, punctuating her words with a soft nibble of Onyx’s earlobe. “The night is still young.”
She felt the succubus hook her fingers around the top folds of her skirt and tug down gently, bit by bit, heightening her anticipation. Onyx opened her eyes at that first sensation of her skirts sliding down, torn once again between wanting this and not wanting things to go too far. Yet there was Molly, sitting on the bed right in front of Onyx, watching with wide, eager eyes.
Molly’s outfit had been loosened up, too. Onyx gazed down at her lover’s face, her exposed collarbones and the valley of her cleavage. She felt her trepidation fall away much like her skirt. Molly was here, and approved, and even slid her hands up Onyx’s sides and gently over her breasts.
Lorelei read their relationship well. She knew which of her new playmates would dive into this sort of adventure, and which would need more reassurance. Neither young woman expected this, but as long as they were together, they could both enjoy themselves. Lorelei made sure Onyx had her lover’s eyes in direct, easy view as she bent at the knees and slipped the skirts to the floor.
She smiled at the sight of the black thong panties over the pert ass in front of her. “Lovely,” she murmured, remaining low as she brought one hand up along the inside of Onyx’s legs. Her other hand reached out around those legs toward Molly’s, gracefully slipping her fingers under the slit on the side of the sea witch dress.
Molly gasped, not expecting the touch, but instantly loving it. She bit her lip and parted her thighs encouragingly, and had no objection at all when Lorelei’s fingertips gently discovered Molly’s lack of panties. She looked up to Onyx, who knew the intimacies of Molly’s costume, but found her lover’s eyes closed. Lorelei’s touch had moved from Onyx’s inner thigh to her groin, cupping it gently and massaging it with a slow, slight ripple of pressure from the palm out along her fingers.
The succubus held the two in blissful anticipation, patiently probing each for their reactions and ensuring that their defenses were down. She pleased them and let their desires build. Her fingers between Molly’s thighs became wet before long. Onyx, having a thin barrier of fabric between her flesh and Lorelei’s hand, took slightly longer, but it was time well spent. When Lorelei curled her fingers over the top of those panties and pulled down, Onyx gasped but had no urge to resist. To the contrary, she wordlessly consented, stepping out of the lace as it fell to her feet.
“Will you indulge me?” Lorelei asked.
“Yes,” hissed Onyx, who now felt Lorelei’s fingers trace along her bared sex.
Molly let out a heavy breath. “You’ll have to stop if you want us to give you any attention.”
“Oh no, not yet,” Lorelei smiled. “Soon enough. Right now, I want you to lie back together.” She withdrew her hands long enough to rise and stand at Onyx’s side. Lorelei reached out with the hand that had toyed with Onyx to trace against Molly’s jaw, knowing the redhead could not resist tasting those fingers. It kept Molly distracted as Lorelei swept Onyx into a deep, slow kiss. The two pushed together, Onyx melting up against the succubus and losing the rest of her inhibitions.
Assured now that Onyx was utterly pliant, Lorelei guided her to lay back on the bed. She devoted one hand to Onyx’s body, tracing across her chest and then down over her bodice to tease her groin and her warm and ready sex.
Lorelei’s mouth, however, shifted to Molly, planting a slightly rougher, hungrier kiss on her other partner’s mouth. The two made out fiercely, not quite struggling for dominance but sharing a hot intensity as Lorelei brought Molly to lie down beside her lover.
Onyx watched the pair kiss, wanting to be a part of it for either but also perfectly content to simply be a spectator as long as Lorelei kept touching her like this. For all the passion of the kiss, Onyx still enjoyed a gentle, skilled hand. Fingers slid across her wet labia, made a soft, circling pass over her clit and then slid low again to begin their tender, teasing invasion.
The succubus broke away from Molly, leaving her panting as she moved her mouth lower against the redhead’s body. There was little point in a lingering trail of kisses, what with Molly still mostly clothed, but Lorelei had her crotch exposed by way of the slit in Molly’s dress.
Lorelei’s tongue came down just beside Molly’s wet lips, teasing her wickedly as it moved up and over her vulva, then down the other side, her contact gentle but exciting. Simultaneously, Onyx gasped as Lorelei’s middle finger sank into her to the knuckle, which skillfully kneaded her lips.
She coordinated her moves, escalating with both partners at the same moments. Her kiss between Molly’s thighs became less teasing and more direct as her index finger pushed inside Onyx to join her middle. Her tongue made its first real caress of Molly’s clit while her fingers gently curled up inside Onyx to stroke the most sensitive spot within her.
Both of the witches let out passionate moans. Each reached out for the other, with neither wanting to break contact from Lorelei or obstruct her in any way as she administered such pleasures to both but needing to do something as they rode out their pleasure.
Lorelei accommodated them expertly as they shifted closer and kissed. Her skills were more than up to the task. Her attention never waned on either partner. Their needful kissing grew rockier as Onyx began to shake and whimper and as Molly squirmed. They moaned and gasped their pleasures into one another’s mouths, sharing lusty, physical satisfaction.
The succubus loomed over them at the foot of the bed as the two eventually sank down onto their backs. “Oh my God,” Molly breathed. “That was… awesome.”