Kinetic

The darkness concealed his pale, fear-stricken face. A bead of sweat slid down his cheek. As he turned to look into the room, he felt his body moving, gliding into the darkness.

He could see Kira’s dark form sitting cross-legged on the bed. She, too, was dressed in black, wearing those skin tight clothes that showed her figure so well.

His body stopped in front of her. She lifted up his shirt and began kissing his stomach as her hands caressed his sides. He was just a fly tangled on one strand of web. Here before him was the Widow taking her delicate time.

Kira stood up and kissed him on the lips, putting her tongue inside his mouth. She felt good, like the Kira of old. It seemed like forever to him. So long since he wanted to touch her.

"Shiro," she whispered in his ear, licking it and sucking it. "It can be sooo good, you’ll see. You just don’t understand- it’s for us, for both of us."

Kira pulled away slightly. Katshiro’s clothes were pulling away from his body. They tore like cotton, dropping at their feet. He was naked.

Kira kissed his neck while running her fingertips up and down his body. She knelt slowly, moving down his chest and stomach and then his waist.

Then she reclined on the bed, pulling him on top of her as her clothes dissipated into the collective darkness.

"Give me your cock," she whispered, putting him inside of her. "Ooh, yeah. Shiro, baby- yes! Doesn’t that feel good baby?"

Shiro caressed Kira’s side as he lay on top of her, his left hand under her shoulder. In moments he had an orgasm. They both had in unison. It was almost too quick. He had barely enjoyed it at all, but it had been so long- he could not hold it no matter what. Kira rolled him over and lay on top of him.

"Now," she whispered.

Just then, Katshiro felt ecstasy. Kira was contracting her pelvic muscles unlike ever before. She was tight, closing around his penis making the arousal more defined.

As she moved up and down on him, he could feel a second sensation. He was about to come again! Slowly she moved on him and brought the climax more deliciously.

Katshiro was in disbelief. He had never had two. It was always Kira who had multiple orgasms. And now he had had two.

She wasn’t done. She planted her hands behind Katshiro’s head, lowering her chest until her nipples barely brushed against him. This time, he did not notice her move at all. Her lips parted as her tongue darted out and licked all around. Something was going on inside of her. Before she was done, Katshiro had come a third time.

But the physical act had left her equally as drained. Katshiro could barely gather a thought before he, too, was asleep.

That night of sex five days ago was the only relief Katshiro had. And he did not foresee another. Kira was becoming very powerful. Not only had she mastered the kinetics of single objects of large, varying degrees of size and weight, but now she could control multiple objects with the same ease.

And she did so- frequently.

She had caused a four car wreck with two fatalities on a major intersection. She giggled as power wires snapped like frozen twigs, blanketing the entire city in darkness. When a man collided his bike into a tree or a boy fell off of his skateboard, Katshiro observed a malevolent smile across her face.