Stories of Tie Up Games

wolfman wrote: 2 months ago This has been a heck of a journey and I look forward to where it next takes me.

I know we will also be looking forward to whatever comes next.

slackywacky wrote: 2 months ago

wolfman wrote: 2 months ago This has been a heck of a journey and I look forward to where it next takes me.

I know we will also be looking forward to whatever comes next.

Amen to that. @wolfman - you lead us the proverbial long and winding Road in the best Sense of the Word. You never lost Track.

Dean works fast, taking a few items from the Raptor and setting them up in the kitchen. Before the door to the kitchen slowly starts to creak open, he has bacon cooking on an induction plate and mushrooms and sausages cooking in the air fryer.

Eve slowly edges around the door and gasps, “Dean.” She squeals, running into the room and hugging him.

Dean chuckles and holds his hands up, “Steady on, still recovering.”

“We were so worried about you.” She says tearfully, “We were scared that we have lost everyone and were about to lose you too.”

He hugs her tight and kisses her on top of her head, “I am sorry, if I scared you.”

“It is so good to have you back.” Eve says then chews her lip, “Is it weird me saying that despite only just meeting you?”

“No love. It doesn’t. Is it weird that I loved you all as my sisters, as soon as I found out you existed?” Dean confesses.

“Really?” Eve asks, wide eyed.

“Really. That is why I, as an engineer with no combat experience, charged in to help Mia get you out.” Dean says, gently. He releases the embrace slightly and deftly turns the bacon, with tongs that didn’t exist before

“How did you do that?” Eve asks in wonder.

Dean produces the tongs from thin air again and makes them disappear. “Just a little something, I picked up. After breakfast, I can show you and your sisters.” He says with a shrug.

“Really? You would do that?” Eve asks, excited.

“What’s a little magic between siblings, eh?” Dean says, with a smile.

“That is so cool. We could show you our stuff too.” Eve says, beaming a smile.



Dean devours the last mouthful of his cooked breakfast and sighs, “So let me get this right.” He looks at his sisters, as they stare back at him, “You all know a little magic?”

Eve smiles, gingerly, “I was in training to be a Shaman for my tribe and have learned how to see auras, perform the old rites and see the truth of things, since I was four.” She smiles sadly, “Now I am the last of my people and I was never one of them to begin with.”

Dean smiles gently, “Hey, come on now. Belonging is about heart, not DNA. You are one of the tribe, no one can ever take that away.”

Ivy sits back and exhales slowly, “He’s right babe. They are your tribe and they will always be a part of you. Nothing will change that.” She reassures her sister.

“I guess so. They knew I wasn’t one them and still accepted me as one of their own.” Eve says, remembering the love she felt and letting it push aside her pain.

Beki smiles, “Damn straight. They chose you and accepted you. My Company just bought me like a commodity to be used as policy dictated, to boost their bottom line.”

“They treated you like an object and squeezed you for all you are worth and here you are. You are free and your life is your own.” Ivy says reassuringly.

“Nice try, but if they find me again, I will be a slave once more.” She says sadly.

“There is no way in hell that will happen. If you stay here, no one will find you and if you come to Atlantis, they will embrace the return of one of their own and no one will touch you.” Dean says, gently but firmly.

Beki's eyes mist with tears, “So, I can be whoever I want to be.” She sits still. Perfectly still, then her eyes roll back for a moment and she exhales sharply and stands placing her left hand flat on the table and slowly leans forward, pushing down to lift her feet off of the ground and then she, twists her body slowly until she is in a perfect one handed, handstand before her stunned brother and sisters.

She lowers herself back to the ground and her eyes roll back again for a moment. She takes a slow deep breath and then hits a perfect F sharp, before launching into a soulful rendition of Feeling Good.

In the silence that follows, her eyes roll back again. This time, she simply smiles, “I am no longer a slave. I can be whoever I want.”

“What did we just see?” Dean asks, fascinated.

Beki snorts a chuckle, “How could a ballet dancer do that?” She asks, feeling free for the first time in her life, “I dance for me. The company allowed us one outlet, not related to work.”

“What did you do for them?” Eve asks, curiously.

“Whatever, I was told to. From the age of twelve, I have worked. One day a courier, the next a body guard, or forensic technician, or nurse. Whatever they needed me to be.” Beki explains, sitting back down and taking a sip of Orange juice, “Even had a short stint as a helicopter pilot.”

“That is hard to believe, there is no way you could have acquired those skills at such a young age.” Dean says sceptically.

“She is telling the truth.” Eve says, in disbelief.

“I am a Personamancer.” Beki says, then seeing the confused looks on everyone’s faces, explains, “I create a persona in my mind, could be a spy, dancer, singer, doctor, master thief, whatever. I add details of what they can do and then become that persona. The more details, I can add the better and more accurate it is, but even at a most basic level, I can do what is expected of the persona.”

“Holy shit. That is mental.” Ivy says, in wide eyed shock.

“So could you wake up tomorrow, decide to be a superhero and fly and shoot laser beams?” Ivy asks, enthralled.

“Unfortunately, not. I can emulate skills, drawing knowledge from the collective consciousness of humanity, but not special powers.” Beki says with a shrug.

“Damn. You and Ali need to talk.” Dean says, considering the implications of this.

“This could be so awesome. Eve could investigate crimes. Beki could be like a super cop tracking down the bad guys.” Ivy take a swig of fresh fruit juice, her light physique making her look both smaller and younger than her years, “Then I can provide covert surveillance.”

Giving a quizzical look, Dean cannot help but ask, “What do you mean?”

Ivy sheepishly smiles, “When I got bitten, I was in so much pain. Nothing would relieve it and believe me they pumped my ass full of some really good drugs. Then Brother Mi’krian came.” She shrugs again, “He taught me how to meditate, to distance myself from the pain. That worked for a time, but eventually even that wasn’t enough.” She chomps down the last of her fried egg with some sausage before continuing, “So then he showed me how to separate my soul from my body and soar on the astral plane, escaping the pain.”

Dean smiles, flicking his gaze front each of them in turn, “I should have guessed, it’s in your blood to be drawn to magic, just like Ali and the others.”

“How do you mean?” Eve asks, confused.

“From what I understand, your mother’s blood line had a strong connection to magic in all its forms, however, your father’s side had an almost supernatural intuition.” Dean tries to explain.

“They are dead aren’t they?” Ivy asks, gravely.

Dean nods soberly, “Yes. Your father, Kurt Smith was killed when Kim was abducted by THIS and your mother Lupita Carrillo was killed by Anya to stop her killing Tara.”

“What is going to happen to us?” Beki asks, voicing the thoughts of the others.

Dean smiles gently, “We will talk about the options and you can choose for yourselves. We will help you find and live the lives you want to live.”

“I’m not sure, I am ready to face the others.” Eve says, unable to look him in the eye, “They are all so cool and together. I am nothing compared to them.”

Dean leans forward and takes her hand, “Ali wasn’t always the powerhouse she is now. She was just a regular girl with a dream and a family who supported her.” He sighs, “You’ve got me, Mia, Beki and Ivy. We have your back.”

He smiles looking at his new sisters and plucks a pen from thin air, “Now, I promised to show you a little trick, I picked up.”

wolfman wrote: 2 months ago Dean works fast, taking a few items from the Raptor and setting them up in the kitchen. Before the door to the kitchen slowly starts to creak open, he has bacon cooking on an induction plate and mushrooms and sausages cooking in the air fryer.

[...]

To be honest? This Entry made my Stomach growl After all the Action in the last Chapters, this one is more calm. New Members of Family come together, get to each other - and start to realize a whole new World lies ahead of them. A World where they can start to follow their Dreams according to their Abilities.

Dean is a remarkable Character I think - and a great Addition to the Cast.

Well done!

I second @Caesar73. Dean is a remarkable character.

@Caesar73 @GreyLord

Thank you for your very kind words.

I wanted to do something different in this arc. I wanted to have a focus on a male character, who was without crazy powers, but very smart.

Dean has been working away for about five years perfecting his tech and there is a lot more to reveal. But most importantly, he is essentially a good man, if any thing his power is being the best big brother and gentle man.

Mia is damaged and she finds a different side to herself with him, his new sisters have his support and love to let them grow, however, he is still there for the rest of the family

I wanted to do something different in this arc. I wanted to have a focus on a male character, who was without crazy powers, but very smart.

In my humble Opinion that worked out very well @wolfman!

Mia will need Time to heal. But she has Dean´s Support and that of her Familiy - and that matters.

I am looking forward what you have in Store for us in the upcoming Chapters!

In a tank top and cargo shorts, Eve stares at the apple in her hand, chewing her lip. She takes a deep breath and winks, sending the apple into a dimensional pocket. Then she hold out her left hand and clicks her fingers, bringing it back.

She looks up in wide eyed wonder, “I actually did it.”

Dean grins at her, “Of course you did, you’re awesome.”

They turn to Ivy, in a pair of baggy jeans and a t-shirt, who looks at the spoon on the table, then subtly nods, sending it to a pocket and points, bring it back on the other side of her plate, with a massive grin.

Beki, in a dark blue tracksuits bottoms and top, with a white tank top, pumps her fist and exclaims, “Yes! You are such a boss.”

Ivy hugs her warmly, almost glowing with pride, “Thank you.” She beams at her sister, “You have so got this.”

Beki gives a ragged exhaling of breath and focuses on her tracksuit top, which vanishes before everyone’s eyes and reappears just as quickly. “OMG this could be so useful.”

“There are a lot of things you can do with it.” Dean says thoughtfully, “Just depends on how creative you are. Who wants to try something?”

Eve looks up with wide eyed joy, “Me.”

Dean smiles gently at her and get up from his seat and moves behind her, “I need you to trust me.” When she nods, he gently guides her hands behind the back of the chair, crossing her wrists. He pulls a length of rope from a dimensional pocket and ties her wrists together, snug but not too tight.

“Dean?” She asks with a hint of nervousness and betrayal in her voice.

He leans forward, placing his hands on her shoulders, then whispers in her ear, just loud enough for her to hear. She wears a look of confusion, until she considers what he said and then she twists in the seat to look up at him, seeing him nod and wink.

She closes her eyes for a moment and then places the ropes binding her into a dimensional pocket, allowing her to bring her hands back in front of her.

Beki and Ivy look confused for a moment, until Eve drops the rope on the table in front of her from a dimensional pocket, still knotted.

The girls look at the rope stunned for a moment before the silence is broken as Mia enters the room, in a sports bra and lycra shorts that hug her body effortlessly. “Morning.”

The girls grin and as once, say, “Morning.”

“Hey. Did you have a nice rest?” Dean asks, feeling a sense of peace, seeing her smile.

“I was asleep, before you closed the door. Best sleep I have had in a while.” Mia says with a radiant smile.

Ivy beams at Mia, then bites her lip, having an idea. No-one notices when she closes her eyes, letting her body go limp.

“Dean has just showed us the most awesome trick.” Beki says beaming, “He tied my hands and then I made the rope disappear. It was so cool.”

Mia raises her eyebrows, “Really. That does sound handy. Could have used that in the camp to be fair.”

“He could show you now.” Eve says, innocently.

Mia looks at Dean and smiles, before looking back at Eve, “No today is about you bonding with each other and your brother. Although if Dean is not too tired later, he could show me.”

Dean smiles warmly at Mia, “I will never be too tired to show those I care about, something that could help them in life.”

Ivy opens her eyes and sits up straight, then with a flourish places the coffee pot and mug on the table. She stares at them and takes a slow deep breath.

Without thinking, Beki picks up the coffee pot and pours a mug of coffee, holding it out for Mia. Mia cups it in both hands raising it to her nose and inhaling the strong coffee before taking a sip, “Damn, that is good coffee.”

“Why thank you.” Dean says with a smile then frowns, “Hang on, I left the pot in the kitchen.”

Ivy chews her lip, before confessing, “I brought it in.”

“You haven’t moved.” Eve observes, curiously. “None of us have.”

Ivy’s eyes sparkle with excitement, “I left my body and went to the kitchen. I can use the pockets in astral form.”

Everyone stares in stunned silence, before Beki squeals, “That is awesome.”

Mia takes a seat at the table and nurses her mug for a moment. She winks at Ivy and raises her mug in a toast, “To Ivy, potentially the best thief in all the realms.”

Ivy blushes, feeling everyone’s eyes on her. “Behave. I am not a thief.”

“That is lit.” Beki says, with a faraway look in her eyes, “I can set up a default gear bundle, for every persona I create.”

“Ah damn. You could be a master thief one minute, turn a corner and then become a cop in uniform. You could be the best infiltrator ever.” Eve says, excited. “What about you Eve? What do you think you can do with it?” Mia asks, warmly.

“I have no idea.” Eve sits thoughtfully for a moment, taking a sip of orange juice, “How much can a pocket hold?”

Dean tilts his head thoughtfully, before saying, “Roughly a four metre cubic area. Maybe 6 tons in weight.”

With a faraway look in her eyes, she nods, “Maybe.”

“That sounds intriguing.” Mia says with a wink.



“What’s the plan for today?” Ivy asks, with a grin.

“Was thinking with all the excitement of the past couple of days, maybe we have a quiet day. Give you all a chance to get to know each other.” Mia says, softly.

“Could we go swimming?” Beki asks, with wide eyes.

Ivy smiles and Eve’s eyes light up, with Beki excitedly chirping, “That would be so cool.”

Mia smiles, with a shrug, “There are no large predators in the water and no strong undercurrents. It is a safe lake.”

Dean thinks for a moment, “Could be good and Mia and I can keep an eye on you and swoop in if needed. Do you have costumes for everyone Mia?”

“I think so. Will need to get more clothes at some point.” Mia says, chewing her lip and smiling softly at Dean. “I know a nice spot, bit of a sun trap, shielded from the wind and the water’s not too deep.”

“Sounds perfect.” Dean says, with a smile. “I have some spare towels and can rustle up some cocoa.”

“How come you have cocoa?” Eve asks, innocently.

“I work long hours and I often eat at my lab or factory. So I have the gear for a full kitchen, and bathroom on my Raptor, with spares and a fully stocked food larder in dimensional pockets.” Dean explains, with a smile, then adding, “And a full wardrobe for any occasion.”

“How many dimensional pockets can you have?” Beki asks, her mind blown.

Dean puffs out his cheeks and rubs the back of his neck, “They exist outside of time and space. In theory, you could have as many as you wanted.”

“But how do you keep track of them?” Ivy asks, fascinated.

“You feel your connection to them and the items within as soon as you create them. That stays with you as long as they are there.” Dean says, with a shrug.

“That is really cool.” Eve says, blinking the faraway look away and smiling.



An hour later, Mia and Dean wave watching, as Beki, Eve and Ivy run into the water. The air is disturbed by yelps of surprise at the chill of the water, when they all plunge in.

Dean feels Mia’s hand slip into his and he gently squeezes, hoping that the simple action, will tell her that he is there for her, no matter what.

“Thank you for this morning.” Mia says, nervously.

“It was my pleasure. With all you have been doing and the way you have looked after me, I wanted to do something to help you feel good. I’m glad you enjoyed it.” Dean says, looking into her eyes.

“Even with everything I have been through, I have never felt anything like it. It was..... beautiful.” Mia blushes.

Dean smiles gently, “No, it was just an expression of how much I care about you. It is you that is beautiful.”

His words do nothing to quell her blushes, forcing a further flush to her cheeks, “Do you really think so?

Dean looks her in the eyes and smiles gently, “You are stunning. You have a perfect body, a smile that I feel in my soul and I could lose myself in your eyes forever.” Dean says, speaking from the heart, hoping it is not too much, “Your real beauty though, comes from here.” He says lightly tapping just above her heart.

Mia turns away for a moment, “Damn it, please don’t see me cry.”

Her fears are confirmed when she feels him edge closer and put his arm around you, “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

She wipes her eyes with the backs of her hands and turns to him, “Oh no, you didn’t. It’s just.” She pauses, gathering the strength to look him in the eyes, “No-one has ever said anything like that to me before and I don’t want you to stop. It gives me hope, that I can be more than just a weapon.”

With his left arm around her, he takes her right hand in his, gathering his thoughts, before he begins “You are so much more. You freed the people of the Pax Felix. You fought for my sisters at great risk to yourself and you healed me.” He says earnestly, “You care. You feel. You are more than those who tried to make you their perfect soldier, could ever believe. You are amazing.”

Mia finds herself powerless to speak as he continues, “You are important. You have changed the course of millions of lives. You have changed the course of my life.” He pauses, before rounding off, “You. Matter.”

Mia hugs him tightly, barely able to whisper, “You have changed my life too.”

The settle in each other arms, no words need to be spoken, as they curl into each other and lose themselves in their thoughts and feelings.




“Are you OK Ivy?” Eve asks, floating on her back, staring up at the sky.

“Having trouble taking everything in. I’ve lived with pain so long, it felt like a part of me, now it’s gone, I am not sure who I am any more.” Ivy says, treading water for a moment.

“I kinda get that.” Beki confesses, “I have been living under the assumption that I am a tool of my owners for so long, that now I have a chance of a free future, I have no idea what that means.”

“We have all had the lives we lived taken from us.” Eve sighs, “Now we choose our own paths.”

“Do you think Dean and Mia will let us choose our own paths?” Beki asks, hopefully.

“I haven’t detected any deception from them, in anything they have said. Mia seems a little reserved but honest and Dean seems to be a genuinely good guy.” Eve says, floating on her back.

“I have no idea what I want to do. I have struggled for so long to imagine any kind of future, now I have a chance at one.” Ivy floats on her back, letting the water support her, “It’s all too overwhelming.”

Beki joins them letting the water carry her, staring at the sky, “We’ve lost everything else, but we still have each other. No matter what.”

Ivy kicks twice and comes to a halt with her head, near to Beki’s and takes her hand, “Together.”

Eve joins them and takes Ivy and Beki’s free hands, closing her eyes, “United.”



“Floating like this, feels like when I am projecting.” Ivy thinks, allowing herself to float with her new sisters.

“It is so quiet here, not like the Metropolis. I have never seen a place like this so big but with so few people. After the noise of my life and the chaos of the past few days, this is like heaven.” Beki thinks, sinking into the silence.

Eve sighs sadly, thinking “This would have been a perfect site for my tribe to have set up camp. Ample game and good fishing. Abundant fresh water. Plenty of wood. We could made a life here.”

“It’s OK Eve, you are the last of your people, they live on in you and now in us.” Ivy says softly. “And Beki is not wrong, there is something so peaceful about this place.”

“Hang on, I didn’t say anything.” Beki thinks confused.

“Yeah, you did. You said it was like heaven.” Ivy says, confused.

“No I didn’t.” Beki says, before thinking, “I did think it though.”

Eve let’s go of her sisters hands and treads water, “Oh shit, can we hear each others thoughts?” She thinks, feeling scared and excited at the same time.

“I think we can.” Beki says, without thinking.



None of the three are floating now and all tread water, with a look of confusion and wonder.

Beki thinks, “Eve, think of your tribe and then we will know them too and they can live in us too.”

Eve closes her eyes and thinks about those who have been taken. Beki and Ivy gasp, seeing the faces of Eve’s tribe and feeling the love she has in her heart for them and the love that they showed her.

Ivy feels overcome with sadness, the images making her remember the day the Annunakin came and ripped her life apart.

Beki and Ivy scream, engulfed in the terror of the creatures and the agony of the bite.

Before any of the girls realise what is happening, they are plucked from the water and streak across the lake to their camp. Dean gently sets down Beki and Ivy, while Mia sets down Eve.

Dean and Mia bundle the girls up in towels and hold them tight, not speaking, just being there.

The quiet is broken by Beki’s soft voice, “We can hear each others thoughts.”

Dean exhales slowly and nods, “Ali and the others can as well. They call it Psi. My guess is when you eventually meet them and spend time with them you will all be able to Psi with each other.”

“So this is real?” Ivy asks, full of wonder, “That is so cool.”

“How do the others use it?” Beki asks, curiously.

Dean shrugs, “Communication mainly. Although they also have shared skills and knowledge before.”

The girls exchange a look and a grin, before Ivy gasps, “Damn Eve, is this how you see the world? This is beautiful.” She turns slowly on the spot seeing the ebb and flow of life, vibrancy of life and the shimmering trails from birds, as they flit across the surface of the lake, dancing between the spirits of the lake.

Eve’s eyes roll back for a moment and then she puts her hands together and bows, towards the water. Suddenly she leaps forward, twisting in mid air and sticking out her right foot, in a perfect flying roundhouse kick. She lands on her left foot letting her momentum carry her, as she drops low and sweeps with her leg. Standing she plants her right foot on the ground, stopping her spin and brings her hands up in a Muay Thai stance.

Eve giggles to herself and then smiles at everyone watching slack jawed, “I’m a black belt in Muay Thai.”

“Oh really” Mia says, stepping forward and mirroring Eve’s stance, “Come at me.”

Eve chews her lip, scared of hurting Mia, but the older woman smiles gently, “You have the skill, but to be a martial artist of any kind. You need to know what it feels like to hit and be hit.”

Eve looks to her sister’s and they nod enthusiastically. She steps forward and shifts her stance, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

Dean watches them circle each other, just as he has watching his other sisters before. “They both have good technique, but Eve is raw, Mia is a seasoned fighter. This will only go one way.”

Mia starts slowly, probing the young fighters defences. To her credit Eve manages to avoid or block most of the blows, only taking a couple of body shots.

Eve counters a right cross, with a blow to Mia’s ribs, drawing an approving nod from her foe. Eve hangs back until Mia narrowly misses her face but over extends.

Taking the initiative, she moves in pummelling Mia’s stomach, until Mia wraps her arms around her and sweeps her legs. Before she can recover, Mia has her pinned.

“Whoa.” Eve gasps, tapping out.

Mia let’s her go and helps her up, “Good work. I am impressed. You hit hard and fast. Good footwork. Good awareness. Sound defences.”

“How did you win?” Beki asks, curious for her own benefit.

“Technique is not always enough, sometimes you need, luck and strategy. I showed an opening and Eve took it. Once she came in close, I took her to the ground, changing the nature of the fight.” Mia explains, with a smile. “Don’t feel bad, you are top tier, a few tricks wouldn’t hurt though.”

“Would you teach us?” Ivy asks, chewing her lip.

Dean jumps up from his rock, with his hands up, “Whoa, steady on. This is not something to be taken lightly. You need to build conditioned muscle or you will end up tearing your bodies up.”

Mia puts a hand on his shoulder, “Dean is right. This could be dangerous, if you are not in good physical condition. Before anything else, everyone needs to be on the same page physically.”

Ivy feels her cheeks flush red, “That is not fair for Eve and Beki. I am in bad shape but don’t punish them for that.”

“We both know, that isn’t true. You haven’t got a lot of muscle mass, however, you are almost professionally toned.” Mia observes, “You are good in the water and don’t need any help getting around. You are in remarkable shape given that you have spent so long out of your body in pain.”

Ivy blushes fiercely, “In order to project, I have to relax my mind and every muscle in my body. However, the longer I am away, the more my muscles tighten, as a sign that I need to eat. Sometimes, I am gone a while. Hence ripped, with little body fat.”

“Interesting.” Mia says thoughtfully, “Could you teach me?”

Dean purses his lips for a moment before saying, “Me too.”

“Sure, I don’t see why not.” Ivy says, with a little smile.

“Hold on, if it isn’t about Ivy being in shape, who is it about?” Eve asks, feeling a little self conscious.

“To be fair, you are all in fairly good shape. I am guessing you lived in the wilds somewhere and hunted with your tribe. Beki on the other hand, whilst in decent shape from dancing, doesn’t have the same all round conditioning as you guys.” Mia hates herself for saying it, “I could be wrong but, do you only train in dance and do little other exercise.”

Beki hangs her head, and nods slightly, “To be fair, yeah that pretty much sums it up.”

“There is nothing wrong with that, however, it means that you train for flexibility and leg strength. With a little upper body training to balance things out, you would be unstoppable.” Mia says, with a warm smile and a wink.

Dean watches the interaction, with more than a hint of admiration, “She is so gentle with them. With everything she has been through, I never expected that. She continues to surprise me.”

This is quiet Chapter. Dean´s Sisters recuperating, exploring their Abilities - and enjoying Time together. And there is the blossoming Relationship between Dean and Mia. Deans does well strenghtening Mia´s Self Esteem. The Astral Pockets are a nice touch

I felt the need for something low key and quiet, but still fun, before i crank up the pace again.

All in all I am happy with the way it turned out.

Thank you for your kind words.

Ten PM that evening

“This has been a long and crazy ass day.” Dean thinks to himself, under the now hot shower, swiping the straight razor down his cheek, then wiping the blade clean.

With steely precision he continues to shave, reflecting on the day, “The girls are amazing and Mia has been so good with them.” He chuckles to himself remembering the three girls, sparring with Mia, “They each got a couple of hits in but they had no chance.”

As he moves the blade under his chin he cannot stop smiling, at the memories of the flying lessons he had given and the tricks he had shown, “I hope the girls enjoyed it as much as me.” He thinks, remembering their whoops of joy, during their barrel rolls and loops.

“With Beki’s ballet and Ivy’s astral experience, they are naturals in the air. The weird thing is, Eve just seems to know what to do.” He wipes off the straight razor for the last time and dries it, before getting back in the shower.

Lathering up, he turns the temperature as low as it will go and let’s the ice cold water blast his skin, “Eve is the one to watch. She sees auras and the truth of things, I have a feeling about her. She is holding something back that she is afraid to share.”

After ten minutes of ice cold water, he turns up the shower as hot as it will go and lets the hot needles of water pummel his muscles for a few minutes. Dean shuts off the shower and towels himself dry, then dons a pair of boxers, before heading into the bedroom.

His breath catches in his throat, seeing Mia relaxing on the bed dressed in a light green cotton shirt and matching shorts. “Hey, how is it going? He asks, trying to sound cool.

Mia beams a smile that melts his heart, “All good. Girls are all in bed. Although, I think they will be spending the night on the astral plane.”

“As long as they have fun. I think they deserve a bit of that.” He says, crossing the room to sit on the edge of the bed.

“They all think you are awesome by the way.” Mia says, warmly, before adding, “So do I.”

He reaches up and pats her calf dismissively, “Behave.”

“I mean it. If today is anything like you are normally, I wish I had a brother like you, looking out for me and teaching me cool stuff.” Mia confesses.

Dean smiles, “Seeing how you were today, I wish I had a sister or cousin like you growing up. You are so gentle with the girls. I never expected how gentle you are with them.”

“I never felt compassion or caring from anyone during my conditioning. I don’t want anyone to go through that, certainly not by my doing.” Mia says, gently.

“Thank you.” Dean says earnestly.

“What for?” Mia asks, confused.

“Everything.” He says, looking deep into her eyes, “Letting me help rescue the girls and be a part of all this. But mostly, for being there for them.......and me.”

“To be honest, I couldn’t have done it without you. It would have taken me hours to subdue the whole camp alone and in that time, the girls would have been exposed.” Mia say, then sighs “Besides, they need a big brother.”

Dean rubs the back of his neck and gently says, “Face it, we are an amazing team.”

Mia chuckles, “I have to admit we work well together.” She senses his nervousness and decides to take a chance, “Is everything OK?”

Dean hesitates, before answering, “Yeah, not sure about us sharing a bed. I don’t want to give the wrong impression.” He looks away, before adding, “I don’t want you to think I want to take advantage.”

Mia smiles reassuringly, “I would never think that. You have been a decent guy all through this, like I was saying this morning.”

Dean nods, and smiles nervously, “May I join you?”

Mia beams a smile, “Hop on in.” She says, tapping the bed next to her.

Dean climbs onto the bed on her right and sits back against the pillows, “How are you holding up?” he asks, gently.

“How do you mean?” She asks confused.

“Going from a quiet life, to the chaos that is my sisters, can’t be easy.” He says, feeling his heart swelling a little when he says his sisters.

Mia pulls out a vape and takes a deep lungful of deep mint flavour vapour, before exhaling a cloud thoughtfully, “Actually, it has been good. Every time I see the girls, I see three girls, with their fate back in their own hands.”

“We did that.” Dean says, with a little smile and a hint of disbelief.

“We did.” She says, smiling at him, with something he can’t identify in her eyes. “Together.”

Feeling the tension in the air between them, Dean tries to change the subject, “Soooo. Do you want me to teach you the trick I showed the girls?”

Mia pauses for a moment and then with a hint of mischief in her eyes, nods, “Sure.”

Dean breathes a small sigh of relief, “OK turn around and put your hands behind your back.”

She does as instructed and feels her breath hitch in her throat as he binds her wrists behind her, snug but not too tight. “Just like anything else you can put the ropes into a dimensional pocket to free yourself.”

Mia smiles to herself and chuckles, “Seriously?” She shakes her head, “Oh my God, if this works....”

Dean steps back and encourages her, “Go for it.”

She appears to concentrate for a moment and then with a flourish her top disappears, exposing her breasts, to the cool air of the room.

Dean gasps, unable to tear his eyes away from their round, pert perfection. Mia feels his gaze on her breasts almost like a physical thing, “Whoops. Hang on. Let me try again.”

Transfixed, he sighs as her shorts disappear, leaving her completely naked and vulnerable before him, “Sweet lord.” He says, softly.

Mia feels vulnerable, naked in front of Dean with her hands bound and at the same time empowered, offering herself willingly to him.

They stare into each others eyes and they slowly move towards each other. Her, hungry for his lips. Him, yearning to taste the sweetness of her tongue.



Their lips softly meet, in a moment of shared bliss. Mia moans softly, melting into his arms. Their tongues dance, twisting and curling. Each's heat and passion, fuelling the others.

Hungry moans and sighs fill the room, as they lose themselves in the passion of the moment.

Dean gasps feeling the soft supple flesh of her breasts press against his chest, and the warm firm skin of her rump in his hand.

Dean's shorts disappear in a flourish and he pulls her close, his lips locked with hers. She leans into him, climbing on top of him, her legs straddling his hips.

He bends his legs, bringing her body forward, allowing her to wrap her legs around him. All thoughts leave his mind, feeling her body against his, with her scent filling his world.

Mia moans softly, tilting her head, while Dean shifts from her lips, to her neck, sensually stroking the delicate flesh with his lips and tongue, with the gentility of a new-born and the urgency of a starving man.

A hunger rises within Mia, born of lust. All of her conditioning is forgotten, feeling the tension of the last few day, erupt within her. She feels his rapidly hardening manhood, press against her labia and craves it. Flourishing away the rope around her wrists and hugging him close, she flexes her hips, lifting her pelvis.

Dean gasps, as Mia gently lowers herself down onto his member and a part of him melts, feeling the wet, silken, warmth of her silken haven envelope him.

Mia’s breath catches in her throat, she works her hips, feeling him fill her whole world.

Dean grinds his hips into hers, thrusting into her with an urgency, matched only by her lips on his. She purrs, his hand taking her breast, gently kneading and rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

Mia feels a fire start in her loins. Each thrust, sending waves of flame cascading through her body, chasing all thought from her mind.

Dean feels himself lost to the moment and manages to bring his legs from under him and stand, with Mia around his waist. Two steps later he is off of the bed and Mia has her back to the wall.

There is no thought, no words spoken, only the act of two people coming together in pure and perfect union.

Each thrust of his hips slams her back into the wall, eliciting a lustful gasp from her. Mia locks her feet behind Dean’s back and squeezes, pulling him deeper into her, grinding their hips together.

Mia feels the flames in her core, explode into an inferno. Filling her whole being, sweeping aside everything else.

Dean feels overcome by the moment, unable to think. In his world, only he and Mia exist, their bodies entwined in a dance for the ages.

Mia’s senses explode, overwhelmed by the supernova inside her. She opens her mouth in a silent scream and tears of joy stream down her cheeks.

Dean feels her legs spasm, around him and gasps, feeling himself squeezed hard as she climaxes. He redoubled his efforts and thrusts in a frenzy, racing towards his own climax.

Mia feels the heat in her begin to subside, when without warning she climaxes again, stronger than her first, she lets herself be carried by the waves of pleasure emanating from her core. Like a lifeboat in a storm, her body becomes a vessel, thrown in all directions.

Dean feels a tightening in his balls and at the base of his shaft and he slows his rhythm, becoming less frantic and wild, more controlled and sensuous.

He explodes inside her and gasps pumping more gently, until he is spent.

Mia slowly comes back to herself, basking in the afterglow of her orgasms. She dreamily opens her eyes and smiles at her lover.

Dean looks down at his lover and his breath catches in his throat, at the sight of her flushed cheeks, with a sheen of sweat and dreamy eyes and smile, “I didn’t think she could look any more beautiful.”

He feels her legs loosen and puts his left hand under her buttocks and his right behind her back and pulls her close, carrying her into the shower.

Mia reaches out, turning the shower on. The hot water jets, soothing their tired muscles, washes away the sweat from their lovemaking.

Refreshed and feeling his body relax he ignores the heat of the water, feeling another heat well up inside him.

Mia feels his arms around her and his lips against her. She sighs softly, feeling his arms around her and the hot water on her skin and steam around her, igniting something in her.

Dean opens his eyes, feeling his manhood’s readiness returning, beaming a smile at Mia.

Their night was just beginning.

WOW! It took them a while to get to it. I am sure they thought it was worth the wait. Mia was wise to leave her hands bound until their joining was well underway. Kudos, @wolfman.