No underwear
Disclaimer: Michael (Mike) Falkland belongs to nahuel and Liz Riley belongs to lenihanfighter (which is me). Do not use those characters without our permission.
Warnings: This story contains sexually explicit scenes.
Rating: NC-17
Author's Note: This short story is based on a RP between Nahuel and me. I'd almost call it a fanfiction, but she disagreed, because it's our world and our characters, so it can't be a fanfiction. It's still a fanfiction to me, though. =P Because I doubt this will happen in the RP.
Anyway, some useful information, because it'll be hard to understand the story otherwise. Both Liz and Mike have supernatural powers, although those of Liz aren't important right now. Mike's powers are related with electricity. I believe he can do just about everything with it, as long as electricity is involved. An example is that he can shock people, with the same effect as when you put your fingers in a socket. Or worse. Ask Nahuel what he can do exactly if you're interested or read her story. You can find the link at the bottom of this post.
This is maybe not one of my best stories I've written, but I still love it for several personal reasons which you don't need to know, because it doesn't concern you. Now enjoy the story. And don't forget to check the links I've given you as well!
Words: 1,300
Beta-reader: nahuel
No underwear
“No underwear.”
Liz, who just came from under the shower, looked up in confusion. “I-I’m sorry?” she inquired, startled.
“You’ll wear that black leather dress you got from Alexis and no underwear. You know that doesn’t look good under it. You’ll look silly if you wear white panties under a black dress.”
Liz blushed. She hadn’t worn the dress ever since they went to the club two weeks ago and she had nearly forgotten about its existence. Apparently Michael hadn’t. “It’s… too early to go to the club, Michael,” she protested half-heartedly. “It won’t open until eight o’clock this evening.”
“I know. But you look good in that dress.” And he gave her that all-knowing grin, which made her objections seem silly and childish. Liz smiled back shyly and looked for the black dress.
It wouldn’t have been that bad, she thought as she put it on, if there wasn’t a slit in the skirt that reached almost to her waist. It showed her underwear - if she’d had any - and the mirror showed her how much was revealed of her naked body without underwear. It made her feel embarrassed and excited at the same time. And nothing was wrong with it if they were staying home. She’d do anything to make Mike happy.
“And?” Liz asked when she had gotten dressed. Mike’s eyes were focused on the slit and everything that was hidden under it. His grin had only broadened. “I’m glad you like it,” she said with a smile. Liz had come to know him very well and knew the grin was his way of telling her how much he liked this kind of thing.
The girl gave him a hug and a kiss, and then settled down on the sofa with a book. Her knees were pulled up, revealing just about everything there was to reveal. She didn’t mind that; Mike would enjoy the view and there was no one else here.
“Let’s go into town,” Michael suddenly suggested.
Liz lowered her book to stare at him in incomprehension. He didn’t like to be in places with a lot of other people, because he registered their brain activity due to his powers. It usually gave him a headache. He didn’t like shopping either, so why this sudden suggestion to go into town?
“There’s a few things I need to buy from the shop you got your collar from, and you can get something new as well.” The tall dark man shrugged. “Like a new dress or something.”
“Uhm… sure, but…” Liz flushed. “Shouldn’t I… get dressed properly first?”
“What for? You look great.”
“It’s not going to be like last time, right?”
Michael raised an eyebrow. “You’re saying you didn’t enjoy it?
“Well… no, I didn’t say that…” The girl fell silent, all confused and embarrassed. It had been very exciting to walk through the streets wearing nothing but the dress. The thought of it alone made her heart beat faster. “A-Alright,” she finally agreed. “Maybe we should do that.”
“Good girl,” he said as he patted her on the head.
* * * * * * *
“Michael? Do we really have to walk back to the car? My feet are starting to hurt and the bag is heavy.”
Mike looked down into the dark brown eyes and grunted. He had hoped she’d start complaining after a while, but this was sooner than he had anticipated. They hadn’t walked that far and the bag couldn’t be that heavy. On the other hand, he’d have even more time to play with her now.
“Sure. We’ll take the bus to where we left the car. Give me the bag.” Puppy-like eyes shone with gratitude as she handed over the bag. It was heavier than he had thought. The chain was probably the cause of that.
The busstop was quite crowded and Liz pulled at her skirt to make sure nothing would be revealed. Mike concealed a grin and pretended to stare blankly at the other side of the street. Liz glanced down the road every now and then to see if the bus was coming.
The shock came out of nowhere. It wasn’t a painful one - at least she had told him it wasn’t - and focused on that certain sensitive area every female had. Liz gasped, flushed and tried to keep standing. Mike enjoyed the sight.
“M-M-Michael,” Liz protested.
“Yes?”
But before she could answer, the bus arrived and they had to hurry to get on it before it would drive away again.
He found a seat near the window and pulled her on his lap. In absolute faith, she placed her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes. He let her sit like that for a few minutes. Then he gave her another shock.
Her eyes snapped open and she gritted her teeth to hold back a startled exclaim. “M-Michael… D-Don’t do that… please.”
“Do what?” he asked and sent a third shock to the same place. Liz pressed her hand against her mouth to prevent herself from making odd sounds. “How about a little game?” he whispered in her ear. “I’ll shock you as much as I want to during this trip and you can’t make a single sound or move. And I don’t advise you to make such weird faces either, because they tend to attract attention.” He paused for a moment before he added, “And don’t come either.” Liz nodded mutely, calmed down already from the two shocks. “Think you can do that?” The girl nodded again. “Good girl.” And with those words, he gave her a fourth shock.
Liz stiffened, but managed not to moan or move and kept her face absolutely neutral. And she enjoyed it. He could feel her excitement once she understood the game. At random moments, he would send a shock at her sensitive place. She’d do her best to hold back moans - she wasn’t always successful, but she managed to keep the other people from hearing them. ‘Don’t move’ was even less successful. She twitched and spasmed with each new shock and he could feel her body tensing up. But none of the other people noticed this as well.
A wet spot started to form on his lap and she hadn’t even come yet. Mike chuckled and whispered in her ear, “Wet already?”
“D-Don’t say that… please,” Liz whispered pleadingly. She arched her back a little at the next shock. “I… Don’t… No more… I’ll… I’ll c-come.”
“It’s not that far anymore,” he told her. “Keep up for five more minutes.” And with that, he sent a ongoing tingling feeling that should stimulate her towards an orgasm.
“Michael… M-M-Michael…” Liz panted and twitched involuntarily.
“Just a few minutes,” he encouraged her. “And don’t come.” The girl squeezed her eyes shut and tried to do as he commanded. The sensation nearly drove her mad. Just before she gave in to the feeling, it stopped. “This is our stop. Get the bag and don’t forget to straighten your dress. It’s not that far to the car.”
Liz nodded and did as he had told her. She still felt excited and weak at the same time, but she couldn’t say she didn’t like it. Ignoring the feelings in her body, she followed Michael to the car.
The carpark was almost deserted, except for two people with a dog. Mike threw the bag in the car and pulled Liz against him. “Now you can come.”
Liz didn’t need to be told twice when he shocked her for the last time. She gasped, twitched, moaned and grasped his shirt. Then she came. The liquid dripped on the floor and Michael grinned down at her. Liz gave him a blissful smile.
“Good thing you didn’t wear underwear, huh?” was the only thing he said.
Links: Superman Syndrome by nahuel
Other links will come later. ^^