Author's Note: I usually don't do pre-chapter author's notes, but I do give warnings in rare cases when appropriate. This chapter tains Explicit Sexual tent and is pletely skippable if you're not ied.

  Chapter 45: Valentine Part 2Date: Monday, February 14, 2011.

  Location: Empire Suite, Four Seasons Downtown, Manhattan, New York

  Tyson and Felicia arrived back at the vish Empire Suite after pulling off a dari at Oscorp Tower. Felicia was breathing heavily, a light sheen of sweat glistening on her skin, soaking through the tight bck fabric of her cat burgr e. In trast, Tyson looked energized and refreshed as if the high-stakes infiltration had been nothing more than a casual stroll in the park.

  "Whew! That was a close one," Felicia exhaled as she colpsed onto the plush sofa, kig off her heeled boots. Her green eyes sparkled with exhiration, lips curled in a satisfied, cat-like grin.

  Tyson smiled, leaning against the wall with his muscur arms crossed, clearly amused by his date's thrill-seekiion. "I told you I'd show you an unfettable night oown."

  Felicia let out a throaty ugh. "Most guys try to impress a girl with flowers. Not you, Tyson. Taking me along to rob one of the most high-tech facilities iy? Now that's a date!"

  She stretched her lithe body zily, adrenaliill pumping through her veins. The skin-tight bck outfit left little to the imagination, showg every curve of her athleti. Tyson found his gaze lingering on her shapely figure appreciatively.

  "I have to say, this is the most fun I've had on a date...ever," Felicia purred. "The thrill of sneaking past those guards, not knowing if we'd get caught or make it out with the goods..." She shivered. "It really got my heart rag."

  Tyson chuckled. "Well, I aim to please." He sat dowo her, those odd-colored eyes meeting her green ones. "I could tell you were enjoying yourself. The way your eyes lit up when I made it through the ser hallway...priceless."

  Felicia bit her lower lip, regarding him with newfound i. "You know, you're different than uys. And I don't just mean the superpowers. You uand my need for...thrills." She pced a hand on his muscur thigh. "I like that in a man."

  "I aim to please, Felicia," Tyson said, matg her Cheshire grin with one of his own. "And I have to say, you were magnifit tonight."

  Felicia Hardy was a unique woman; daring, uninhibited, a intelligent enough to appreciate a partner who could match her wit and abilities. Meanwhile, Tyson admired those qualities, and the fact that she looked stunning in her sleek bck catsuit certainly didn't hurt.

  Felicia stretched zily, "What I say, I love a little danger with my romance," she purred. "And you, Tyson Smith, are positively thrilling." Tyson chuckled as he moved to the suite's exquisitely stocked bar, p two gsses of wine. Felicia accepted a gss of wine from Tyson and took a long sip, eyeing him over the rim.

  Tyso his gss upon the bar and turned, desire sm in his gaze as he looked upon Felicia. She had pced her own wine gss down a his eyes boldly, a knowing smile pying about her lips.

  He reached out and pced a hand below her , tilting the thief's face up to his own. Then he kissed her, firm and passionate. Felicia responded instantly, her lithe arms ing up to encircle his neck as she pressed against him. A throaty sound of approval escaped her and Tyson's hands slid downward to grip her hips tightly through the sleek bck fabric of her catsuit, pulling her roughly against him. They stood entwined in the exquisitely furnished suite, lost for a moment ied passion before Tyson drew back to look down at Felicia's flushed face.

  "I believe," he said, his voice rough, "that was one hell of a first date."

  Felicia's green eyes sparkled with mischief and desire. "Oh, I don't know," she purred, trag a nail lightly down his chest. "I'd say the night's still young."

  Tyson's hands gripped Felicia's hips tightly, pulling her lithe body against his muscur frame. She could feel the heat of his skin through the sleek bck fabric of her catsuit. His lips trailed down her neck, elig soft gasps of pleasure as he kissed and her flushed skin. Felicia was lost in passionate bliss, her eager fingers expl the hard pnes of his chest and shoulders.

  A, in the back of her mind, she khis was an illusion. The real Tyson was somewhere else within the exquisitely furnished hotel suite, his powers weaving this sensory deception that felt as real as if he was really with her. A thrill rushed through Felicia at the sheer intimacy of it. The thought of Tyson making her feel such exquisite sensations without even being physically present was incredibly alluring. She gave herself over pletely to the experience, moaning softly as his phantom hands and lips worked their magic. The night was still young, and Felicia inteo savor every delioment with her new lover.

  Felicia groaned as he pulled her down to straddle his p, her knees sinking into the plush cushions of the sofa. Even through the yers of their clothing, she could feel his arousal, hard and urgeh her. Strong hands gripped her thighs as she ground against him. She traced the defined muscles of his chest, gripped his shoulders, and ran her fihrough his thick hair. Every sensatio real, tangible.

  Tyson was so tall that even kneeling, their faces were level. Felicia lost herself in his mismatched eyes, seeing her own desire reflected back. When his lips cimed hers again, she surrendered pletely, trusting him in a way she had rusted a lover before. His hands roamed her body possessively as she arched into him, hungry for more tact.

  "Tyson..." she breathed, ed by sensation. She khis was just a deception, a trick of the mind. A she had never felt more desired, more seen. At this moment, she beloterly to Tyson Smith, in body and spirit. And she reveled iensity of it. Felicia leaned back as her hands moved to the zipper at the back of her skintight catsuit. She slowly dragged the zipper down, the skintight fabric parting to reveal inch after inch of fwless pale skin.

  She shimmied her shoulders, guiding the top half of the suit down and exposing the bck ce bra beh, barely taining her full, rounded breasts. Tyson drew in a sharp breath, uo tear his eyes away as more and more of her was revealed. She had the lean, toned body of an athlete, all smooth lines and subtle curves.

  As she peeled the suit down over her taut stomach, Tyson's hands moved to grip her bare waist, thumbs brushing along the underside of her breasts teasingly. Felicia let out a throaty chuckle at his eagerness, tinuing her sensual striptease.

  She stood briefly to shimmy the rest of the suit down over her hips and long, shapely legs. As she stepped out of it, ly in her bra and a tiny bck thong, Tyson openly admired her nearly naked form.

  "You are exquisite," he murmured, voice husky with desire.

  His rge hands traced down her sides, over her ft stomach to grip her hips. He pulled her close, nuzzling against her breasts as she sighed in pleasure. Felicia ran her fihrough his hair indulgently as his lips and tongue explored her cleavage. She could feel his arousal, hard and insistent against her bare thigh.

  "I want you, Tyson," she whispered hotly in his ear. Her hands moved back to uncsp her bra, freeing her breasts.

  Tyson's head dipped to take one rosy nipple into his mouth, sug firmly as she cried out. Felicia was lost in the feel of his mouth worshipping her breasts, his hands roaming her now mostly naked body. She ground against him urgently, ed with lust.

  "Please, Tyson," she moaned. She needed more of him, all of him. His illusion had her utterly intoxicated with desire.

  Tyson lifted his head from her breasts, eyes burning with lust as he gazed up at her. "Anything you want, Felicia," he rasped before g her mouth once more in a searing kiss.

  Felicia gasped against Tyson's mouth as she felt his hands move to the bottom of his shirt, deftly lifting it upward. Still locked in a passionate kiss, she helped push the shirt off his broad shoulders, breaking their embrace just long enough to tug it free and toss it aside.

  Her eager hands roamed over his bared chest, trag the hard ridges of muscle and siyson owerfully built, with the sculpted physique of a bodybuilder. Felicia traced her fingers over the grooves between each defined ab, elig a low groan from him.

  His hands moved to his waistband and Felicia's pulse quied in anticipation. She kissed her way down his neck as he stood, watg with rapt attention as he stripped off his pants and kicked them away. Tyson sat before her in all his glory, arousal evident through his tight bck boxer briefs.

  Felicia bit her lip, green eyes darkened with lust as she took him in. This close, the sheer size and strength of him was even more evident. Tyson watched her rea hungrily as she reached out to trace the hard ridge of his cock through the thin fabric of his underwear.

  "Mmm someone's eager," she purred.

  Her fiips teased him lightly. Tyson sucked in a sharp breath, abdominals g at her touch.

  "You have no idea," he growled. In one smooth motion he hooked his thumbs uhe waistband of his briefs and tugged them down. His thick arousal sprang free and Felicia's eyes widened. He was huge, bigger than any lover she'd ever taken. The thought of having him inside her sent a spike of heat straight between her legs.

  She ed her fingers around his rigid length, marveling at how he throbbed in her hand. She stroked him firmly, elig a low groan as pre-cum beaded at the swollen tip.

  "I want this inside me," Felicia murmured hotly, pumping him. She swirled her thumb over the slick head and Tyson shuddered, gripping her shoulders almost painfully.

  "Fuck, Felicia..." he choked out through gritted teeth. His trol was hanging on by a thread as she tiroking and caressing his ag cock.

  Felicia was enthralled, never breaking her rhythm even as his hips bucked urgently intrip. She could tell Tyson was close to the edge and she had no iion of stopping.

  "Let go for me," she purred. She increased her pace, grip tightening just shy of too much. Tyson's eyes were wild, body coiled tight like a spring about to snap. When Felicia leaned in close, breath hot against his ear, and whispered "e for me, Tyson," it pushed him over.

  With a ragged groan, he came powerfully over her hand and stomach, thick ropes of cum spilling out as she tinued pumping him through his intense asm.

  Tyson was left gasping and spent, body trembling iermath. Felicia gazed up at him with a satisfied, cat-like smile, lig one cum-slick finger .

  "Mmm, I'd say someone enjoyed himself," she teased throatily. Tyson just shook his head with a chuckle, pulling her in for a searing kiss.

  Felicia's eyes widened in surprise as she tasted Tyson's cum on her fingers. "Mmm...your cum tastes like vanil ice cream," she murmured, before eagerly lig up more of the pearly fluid from her hand and stomach. The unusual sweet fvor was addictive and she found herself craving more.

  Once Felicia had ed all of Tyson's seed from her body, she shifted position to kneel before him. His cock was still thid heavy in her small hand. She stroked him gently, coaxing him back to full hardness as she gazed up at him with lust-filled eyes.

  "I want more," she purred, before taking him into her warm, wet mouth. Tyson groaned as her lips ed around him, tongue swirling to p up every drop of sweet essence she could find. She sucked firmly, head bobbing as she took him deeper. The velvety heat of her mouth had him rapidly swelling again until he hit the back of her throat.

  Felicia moaned around his thiess, the vibrations sending intense sparks of pleasure through Tyson's body. Her mouth was incredibly skilled, w him with just the right amount of su and swirls of her tongue. She lost herself iask, focused solely on coaxing out more of that delicious vanil cream.

  Tyson's eyes were dark with lust as he watched Felicia enthusiastically sud slurp at his cock. Her ptinum hair spilled over his thighs as she k before him like a woman worshipping. The sight of her pretty lips stretched wide around his girth, with her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, was incredibly erotic.

  "Fuck, your mouth feels amazing," he groayson tangled his fingers in her hair, but didnt pull, letting her move at her own pace. Felicia hummed approvingly, doubling her efforts. She could tell Tyson was getting close again from the way his thighs tensed beh her palms and they feeling of his abs g. She slipped a haween his legs to fondle his balls Felicia massaged them as she sucked, bringing him right to the brink.

  With a guttural groan, Tyson came again, spurting hot creamy jets into Felicia's mouth. She swallowed every drop eagerly, her throat w as she drank him down. The rich vanil taste coated her tongue, sending a spike of heat straight between her legs. When Tyson was finally finished, she allowed his cock to slip from her warm mouth.

  Felicia sat back with a satisfied smile. Lig her lips, she purred, "Mmm...I could get used to this tasty treat."

  Felicia rose slowly to her feet, Tyson's heated gaze following her every movement. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her cy bck thong, maintaining eye tact as she slowly dragged the fabric down over her hips. Tyson's eyes drank in every inooth, creamy skin as it was revealed. Stepping out of the skimpy garment, Feliow stood before him in all her nude glory.

  Turning, she positioned herself with her hands braced against the back of the sofa. Arg her back, she looked over her shoulder and gave Tyson a sm, inviting look. His eyes roamed over her toned backside appreciatively before meeting her heated gaze.

  "I believe you mentioned something about us being far from done," Felicia purred. She arched further, dispying herself to him shamelessly.

  Felicia let out a surprised gasp as Tyson gripped her hips and pulled her down onto his face. She braced her hands against the back of the sofa for bance as she felt his hot tongue delve between her legs, pping at her slick folds.

  "Oh!" she cried out, back arg at the sudden pleasure. Tyson's strong hands held her firmly in pce as he feasted on her pussy. His tongue swirled and flicked over her sensitive clit before thrusting inside her velvety entrance.

  Felicia rolled her hips shamelessly, grinding down onto his mouth. His nose was buried in her pale white down, inhaling her st. She looked down to see Tyson gazing up at her, eyes burning with lust even as his talented mouth brought her pleasure.

  "Yes, just like that," Felicia moaned encingly. She ran her fihrough his hair, tugging slightly. Tyson groaned against her, the vibrations sending delicious sparks through her core. His tongue worked her relentlessly, pping and sug until she was right on the edge.

  When he sealed his lips around her clit and sucked firmly, Felicia came uh a wordless cry. Her thighs trembled as intense pleasure crashed over her in waves. Tyso lig and sug her through every pulse and flutter of her release.

  Finally, Felicia slumped forward, spent and panting. Tysoly turned her in his arms so she was sitting astride him once more. Her face was flushed, eyes gzed with satisfa.

  "Mmm, I'm impressed," she purred, trag a finger down his muscur chest. "Most meoo impatient to properly warm a girl up like that."

  Tyson grinned wolfishly, e hand ing up to cup her breast, thumbiiff nipple. "I told you I aim to please."

  Felicia gasped as his other hand slipped between her legs, thick fingers easily sliding through her slick folds to circle her still-swollen clit. She rocked her hips urgently, chasing the promise of more pleasure.

  Tyson's cock was rigid against her thigh, more than ready for her. Gripping his shoulders, Felicia rose back up into her inal standing position.

  Tyson growled low in his throat as he moved behind her, gripping her hips with strong hands. He ground himself against her backside, letting her feel his renewed arousal.

  "I'm going to take you just like this," he rasped into her ear. "Nid deep."

  Felicia shivered in anticipation, pushing back against him eagerly. She wahat thick hardness inside her more than she could express.

  Tyson stroked himself briefly before positioning the swollen head of his cock at her slitrance. Gripping her hips, he slowly sank into her inch by inch. Felicia's mouth fell open in a silent moan at the delicious stretch of him filling her. Once fully sheathed, Tyson gave a few shallow thrusts, letting her adjust. "God, you feel incredible," he bit out through ched teeth.

  "So big..." Felicia whimpered, fingers g against the sofa. The ache of being filled and stretched so pletely was exquisite.

  At her breathless urging of "Yes, please!" Tyson began thrusting in ear. His strong hands held her hips firmly in pce as he drove intain and again. Felicia cried out, the pleasure building rapidly. Each deep stroke rubbed deliciously against her g-spot, ratcheting up the sensations.

  "Harder!" she gasped, pushing back wantonly to meet his powerful thrusts. Tyson willingly plied, driving into her with focused iy. The lewd sound of skin spping skin echoed through the vish suite.

  Felicia was lost iasy, her world narrowed down to the miing pleasure of Tyson's huge cock pistoning steadily in and out of her soaked heat. She moaned his name over and over like a prayer, g at the sofa desperately.

  Tyson slid a hand around to rub tight circles over her throbbing clit, ratcheting her pleasure impossibly higher. "e for me, Felicia," he anded roughly. "I want to feel you y cock."

  His deep void the rhythmic stimution were her undoing. Felicia screamed as she came powerfully, inner walls g and spasming around his driving hardness. Tyson groaned as he fucked her through every pulse of her intense climax before finally finding his own release deep inside her.

  They colpsed together onto the sofa in a satisfied heap of tangled limbs. Felicia sighed blissfully, utterly spent and sated. She stroked Tyson's muscur chest as he pressed soft kisses into her disheveled ptinum hair.

  "Mmm, you weren't kidding about us being far from done," she murmured, ing her o meet his lips in a zy kiss.

  Tyson just chuckled, ing his arms around her possessively as their heart rates returo normal. "Oh, I'm just getting started with you, my dear Felicia."

  Tyson held Felicia close, her petite body led against his rger frame as they y together on the plush hotel sofa. Their passionate enter had left them both pleasantly spent, but the night was still young.

  Tyson brushed Felicia's tousled ptinum hair aside, pressing a line of kisses along the graceful arch of her neck. She let out a soft hum of pleasure, ing her head back to give him better access. His hands roamed over her supple skin, caressing her hips, her waist, the underside of her breasts. Felicia covered one of his hands with her own, guiding it up to palm her breast fully as she arched into his touch.

  Tyson nuzzled into her neck, fiips teasing her pert nipple until it hardened under his ministrations. Felicia's breathing grew heavier, a new spark of arousal kindling within her. She pressed her backside against Tyson's hips, feeling his manhood against her.

  "Insatiable," she murmured approvingly, rolling her hips in invitation. Tyson her shoulder, his low chuckle sending vibrations through her.

  He slid a muscled thigh between her legs, parting them. Reag down, he gripped himself, guiding the tip of his rigid cock to her slitrance. Felicia tilted her hips up eagerly as he pushed inside her molte once more.

  Despite their earlier passionate coupling, the stretd fullness of him entering her made Felicia gasp. In this position, with her leg hooked back over his hip, Tysorated her even deeper. She shuddered as he filled her to the hilt, then began a steady rhythm of long, luxurious strokes.

  There was nency this time, just inteimacy. Tyson held her close as he made love to her, their bodies fit together seamlessly. Felicia turned her head, meeting his lips in a passionate kiss. The kiss was slow but thh, tongues nguidly expl. Each deep thrust ratcheted up the heat between them.

  "You feel so good inside me," Felicia whispered against his mouth. She reached back to grip his hip, pulling him even deeper. Tyson groaned, increasing his tempo slightly in response. His rge hand spyed across her toomach, holding her firmly against him as he took her.

  Felicia was lost iion, in the feeling of him buried so deep, hitting new ahat made her see stars. She pushed her hips back wantonly, matg his rhythm as the pleasure built. Tyson trailed kisses across her shoulder, along her jawline, worshipping her with his lips, his hands, his body.

  Her inner walls ched and fluttered around him as she came. Tyson groaned harshly. His hips stuttered and his pace became more frantic as her climax triggered his own. He held her tightly as he spilled himself inside her once more.

  They y ed up in each other, heart rates gradually slowing.

  Felicia sighed in deep te. She couldn't recall ever feeling so thhly satisfied by a lover. Tyson's stamina and sheer skill were incredible. But she had a feeling this was still just the beginning of a very pleasurable night together.

  AN: There are two polls up oreon. Same user name over there (Steatoda). If you didn’t vote before in the poll for Tyson’s power, that’s still up. The other poll is for Felicia’s powerup! Tyson's poll is pi the top, and Felicia's is from March 19th. You don't o pay anything to vote in the poll.

  Behind the ses

  - Tyson and Felicia’s retionship is very different pared to Tyson and Illyana’s. Where Tyson and Illyana grew closer from the hardships they faced together, Tyson and Felicia’s retionship is more like a ‘Save the Princess’ arc. It’s shorter, and more akin to a fling or friends with bes than a love story.

  - Lemon chapters always take 3x as long as regur chapters, but I particurly liked this one.