A Broader World (Harry Potter/DC Universe)

She was right there. Hovering over his dick. Eager to at long last get his turn. And as she slaps his softened prick against her slit, Cassie’s eyes light up as she sees it slowly starting to come back to life.
 
For a second there, the beautiful, superpowered blonde had truly believed he might be spent. But now she realizes how much of a fool she’d been. After all, Cassie was Harry’s Physical Trainer. She knew better than most the work he’d been putting into his body for the past few weeks. Really, she was being an idiot, wasn’t she? Harry wasn’t spent. In fact, he could go all night long.
 
A slow, happy smile begins to spread across Cassandra Sandsmark’s face. The beautiful heroine known as Wonder Girl starts to feel her panic subsiding as she watches Harry’s cock come back to life in real time. His dick grows harder and thicker by the moment, and she can’t help but pant at the thought of having him inside of her at long last.
 
Maybe it was a little… degrading to act like this, but Cassie didn’t care anymore. She’d waited long enough for her turn, right? She’d waited and waited, and finally at long last she was going to-!
 
S-SMACK!
 
Cassie squeaks, Harry’s rock hard member literally rubbing up against her pussy lips when a powerful slap lands on her ass cheek. Not so powerful that the superheroine feels any pain, but certainly enough to give her a jolt to the system and make her come back to herself as she looks over her shoulder with wide eyes.
 
Dinah Lance, aka Black Canary looks at her with an intense glare that immediately makes Cassie shrink back. The other heroine was older than her and a full member of the Justice League besides, so even though Wonder Girl was technically stronger, Black Canary definitely had seniority. She was her superior, definitely. And the way she was looking at her made Cassie feel like she had been caught passing notes by the teacher, or with her hand in the cookie jar by her mother.
 
“And what, Cassandra, do you think you’re doing?”
 
The older blonde’s icy tone leaves no doubt in Cassie’s mind that she’s somehow in trouble. It’s just… she doesn’t understand why! Dinah is freshly fucked, ALL of the Birds of Prey are. And yet, when Cassie looks into her eyes, she sees nothing but disappointment and accusation. A pitiful whine builds in the back of the super-powered blonde’s throat as she shivers under Dinah’s intense gaze.
 
“I-I just thought… that maybe I c-could take a turn now. U-Um… if you don’t mind?”
 
That last part is added on almost as an afterthought, but quickly Cassie realizes how she’s overstepped when Dinah grabs her by the hair and whips her around, before delivering a stinging slap to her naked, bite-mark covered tits.
 
S-SMACK!
 
“Eek!”
 
Technically, Cassie could have fought the older woman off. But Dinah represented Authority, and while a part of Cassie was already considering rebelling, the far greater part of her didn’t want to ruin this by starting a fight. She just wanted her turn… was that too much to ask? Apparently so, because Dinah drags her entire off of Harry’s lap and onto her hands and knees.
 
“This is a Birds of Prey Party, Cassandra. A party that YOU thoughtlessly interrupted. And you think you deserve a turn?”
 
Whimpering, Cassie can feel the tears welling up in her eyes. Not from Dinah pulling on her hair, the other woman isn’t physically strong enough to make that hurt. No, the tears are from the inherent unfairness of it all.
 
“M-Maybe? I-I helped out, didn’t I? I… I waited till all of you got to go!”
 
But Dinah shakes her head.
 
“Not good enough. After all… didn’t you come here with a teammate? And did you forget all about her the moment you thought you could steal yourself some dick?”
 
Whipping Cassie around, Dinah points her back in the direction of the couch she’d left behind. There, squirming in the hands of all of the other Birds of Prey, is Starfire. The Tamaranean blushes profusely at suddenly being the center of attention, though in truth she was already incredibly flustered. Cassie can see how uncomfortable Starfire is… but also how aroused she is. In fact, it’s pretty damn obvious to Cassie that a large part of Starfire’s discomfort comes from her own emotions towards all of this. She wants it just like Cassie does, but she’s not quite ready to accept it just yet.
 
Scowling a bit, Cassie looks up into Dinah’s expectant eyes.
 
“Star… Star isn’t ready yet. But I am! Put me in chief! I’ll make sure Harry is well and satisfied until our little Princess is good to go!”
 
There’s a pregnant pause, and then Dinah just sighs and shakes her head.
 
“There it is. That selfishness is why I’m not going to let you fuck Harry. Yet.”
 
Cassie has her mouth open to protest, only for her teeth to click shut at the ‘yet’. Even still, she can’t help shooting Harry a glance. Sure, Dinah is her superior and has seniority over her as both a superheroine and a member of the Justice League. But surely HARRY gets to decide who fucks him and when, right?

Except, Harry’s emerald eyes hold none of the salvation that Cassie is hoping for. He’s watching the proceedings with a note of interest, but seems largely uncaring of exactly how things proceed. His eyes DO slide up and down her kneeling form… but they also move to Dinah’s freshly fucked body, and then to the couch where the other Birds are all making an utter mess of a mewling Starfire.
 
The Tamaranean Princess could have said ‘no’ at any point. She could have asked them to stop and they would have instantly. Hell, she even could have fought her way free and no one here save for Cassie herself would have been strong enough to stop her… and Cassie certainly wouldn’t have done it.
 
The fact that Starfire wasn’t saying no, but just stewing in her own discomfort… it said a lot about what she really wanted. And from where she was kneeling, hair in Dinah’s hand, Cassie could see that Starfire’s writhing, exotic body was attracting the lion’s share of Harry’s attention at the moment. Of course the Alien Princess playing hard to get would be of more interest to him than the thirsty, lusty Amazonian. Damn it all, she’d fucked up by coming on too hard and too fast.
 
Realizing that she did not have Harry in her corner, and that Dinah’s approval was her best shot of getting a turn with the young wizard, Cassie bites her lower lip and looks back up into the older blonde’s eyes.
 
“What… what do I have to do?”
 
At her submission, Dinah gives her a nice, big smile and finally lets go of her grip on Cassie’s hair, instead giving her head a pat.
 
“Simple, really. The night is still young… and you will have every opportunity to EARN the right to ride Harry… if you can prove to me and the other Birds of Prey that you can be a team player. Think you can do that? Either that or you leave now. Frankly, it’s the bare minimum I’d accept after how you crashed our party.”
 
Eyes wide, Cassie nods her head hastily.
 
“Y-Yeah! Yeah, I can do that… don’t you worry, I’ll be a team player! I’ll be the best team player you’ve ever seen!”
 
Dinah doesn’t seem too impressed by Cassie’s exuberance if the dry look she’s given is anything to go off of, but Cassie doesn’t let it get her down. She has mission parameters now, after all. She just has to follow Dinah’s directive and prove to the Birds of Prey what sort of team player she really is!
 
“… Right. We’ll see. GIRLS! Start getting dressed! Pack it up, we’re going bar crawling!”
 
There’s some whooping laughter at that from the other Birds of Prey as they all finally disengage from a shellshocked-looking Starfire. The Alien Princess remains seated on the couch, eyes wide and staring at Harry’s big fat cock with ill-disguised need but also fear. Cassie just rolls her eyes at Starfire. Honestly, the other woman was just going to get in the way of her being a team player, but there was nothing for it. She would either fall off at some point during the night, or she would finally get into things. No sweat off of Cassie’s back…
 
-x-X-x-
 
Dinah Lance was officially flying by the seat of her pants. She’d always had intentions of getting Cassie and Starfire to fuck Harry, to make sure that they didn’t come away from tonight with any… concerns. However, the way things were panning out was simply no bueno. On the one end, you had Cassie way too gung ho and ready for action. On the other hand… you had Starfire.
 
With everyone as ‘dressed’ as they ever really were, meaning once again looking like a pack of whores all gravitating around Harry’s orbit rather than the squad of superheroines they were, they all pile out of the club and into a massive hummer limo that’s big enough not just to fit all of them in the back, but also let them have plenty of FUN together.
 
After giving the driver instructions on where they were going next and then turning on every privacy setting that the limo had, Dinah turns her attention back to the fun going on between Harry, her girls… and the two Titans that have ended up along for this ride. Cassie has taken Dinah’s words to heart it would seem, because the blonde is currently between Artemis’ legs, eating her out of Harry’s last thick load.
 
Dinah knew full well that some of the others thought the club was their last stop of the night. It had sort of even been the plan. But plans changed, and Dinah saw an opportunity in all of this. She needed BOTH Cassie and Starfire to understand, and that meant drastic measures. Unfortunately, so far her plans weren’t working the way she’d intended. In fact, it seemed that Cassie had… misunderstood what Dinah meant by ‘team player’. But there was nothing to be done about that. She wasn’t going to correct the younger blonde now. If she didn’t understand, than that was just part of the problem.
 
Meanwhile, Starfire was… well, she was still with them. But she looked torn between her desire to flee, her desire to ‘save’ them, and her desire to join in. The poor girl was traumatized, and perhaps tonight wasn’t helping… but Dinah just knew that once Starfire got to know Harry in the biblical sense, everything would be all right. It was up to her to help set that up properly, of course.
 
And so, as Artemis wraps her legs around Cassie’s upper body, trapping her head between the archer’s thighs and moaning as Cassie’s tongue strikes gold and goes long and deep, Dinah makes her way over to where Starfire is sitting and sits down beside her. It’s just the two of them at the moment, seeing as Barbara and Zinda are both busy fluffing Harry right now. They’re not sucking him to completion, but they are languidly licking and lapping at his cock, keeping him nice and hard for the time being as well as letting him recover his strength for the extended night of fun that is to come.
 
Starfire stiffens up when Dinah sits down beside her. She shivers, when the older blonde leans in and begins to lick and kiss at her neck while reaching down between her legs. The Alien Princess’ thighs immediately spread apart for her, granting Dinah full access to her sopping wet cunt. But other than that, Starfire doesn’t do anything. She doesn’t say a word, save to moan as Dinah fingers her. She knows the Titan is watching everyone else though… so Dinah doesn’t say anything either. That might amuse some of the people who knew her. The Black Canary NOT using her voice? Scandalous! Unthinkable! But that was her trick, that was her little secret that even most of her allies didn’t understand about her. She knew when to shut up and let her actions do the talking.
 
-x-X-x-
 
“Oooh fuck yeah! Give it to me, give it to me, GIVE IT TO ME!”

 
Harry grunts as he pounds Barbara Gordon, aka Batgirl, into the floor of the hummer limo, fucking her from above while at the same time reflecting on how the night was going.
 
It’d been an hour since the club. An hour spent hopping from bar to bar, though so far they’d only visited two. After getting a few drinks down at each one, they would hop back into the limo and get right back to fucking. The Birds of Prey were getting progressively drunker as the night went on, as were the Titans who had ended up crashing the party. Harry, too was getting a little drunk by this point, but whatever Dinah had slipped him was counteracting the effects of all the alcohol he’d had so far.
 
… When Dinah had yanked Cassie off of his cock, Harry hadn’t been sure what to say or do at first. But then the older blonde had given him this beseeching look, all but begging him with her eyes to let her run point on this whole debacle. He was pretty sure they weren’t supposed to be out this late, nor was he equipped to handle this many women for this long, especially with his magic still restricted.
 
However, his training with Cassie had been good for something at least, leaving him able to tough it out. On top of that, after Harry had ultimately gone along with Dinah’s little gambit, the Black Canary had given him something she said would help him last the night. He still wasn’t sure exactly what that was. It wasn’t simply Viagra, that much was for shit-sure. No, this stuff was not only giving him the ability to rise again and again, it was also keeping him energized and vigilant.
 
… Now that he thought about it, Harry supposed that the unpowered or less-powered members of the Justice League and these smaller hero groups such as the Birds of Prey and the Titans… well, they had to get their stamina from somewhere right? It was one thing to be as fit as humanly possible and to be toughened by their experiences, but it was another entirely to spend all night protecting their towns and cities, and then all day keeping up appearances in whatever their civilian identities were.
 
When DID they all find the time to sleep? Or maybe… maybe they DIDN’T. Harry was beginning to suspect that the Justice League might just have a substance abuse issue, at least among their less-super members. But that wasn’t really his problem, and right now he was benefiting from it so he supposed he couldn’t exactly complain if Dinah wanted to slip him some sort of designer drug that would let him keep going all night long.
 
Groping Barbara’s ass cheeks with both hands, continuing to fuck her cunt like there’s no tomorrow, Harry lets out a grunt as he finally cums inside of her. Without a word, he pulls out of the squealing red head, who of course squirts all over his cock in an explosive orgasm as he sits back down on the hummer limo’s couch only to find Artemis’ mouth latched onto his dick again for the umpteenth time that night.
 
Meanwhile, Barbara is immediately tended to by Cassie Sandsmark, mostly because the blonde is trying her hardest to prove that she’s a team player to Dinah.
 
Honestly, Harry wouldn’t mind fucking Cassie. He definitely wouldn’t mind letting her have a ride so long as she kept her strength in check. But Dinah’s words had made sense as she’d talked down to the Titan. Cassie and Starfire HAD somewhat gate-crashed what was supposed to be a Birds of Prey party. And then Cassie had all but abandoned Starfire at the drop of a hat, taking the first opportunity she got to try and jump his bones.
 
But then to be fair, was it all that unexpected from a daughter of Zeus? In fact, Harry privately felt that it was a testament to Cassie’s good nature that she had even let Dinah talk down to her in the first place. Just as he was grateful to the younger blonde for her help in his physical training ever since he’d ended up at the Titans Tower.
 
… Even still, he couldn’t help but feel that Cassie was missing the mark tonight. At every bar, they would all get a little drunker, while all of the girls would all but hang off of him, draping themselves over him to the jealousy and envy of everyone else in the bar. The guys wanted to be him, and the girls clearly thought there was something special enough about him that they wanted to be WITH him.
 
But then they would get back to the hummer, and the fun would really begin as they fucked and sucked the night away. And while Cassie wasn’t allowed to enjoy Harry’s cock directly, she HAD taken up the mantle of cunt-cleaner, positively slurping his seed out of every single hole he came in. It didn’t matter whether it was cunt or ass. Even the mouth, Cassie would make a go at tonguing out.
 
And yet… somehow, Harry got the impression from Dinah’s increasingly obvious disappointment, as well as Starfire’s increasingly obvious discomfort, that Cassie was fucking up. She wasn’t doing what Dinah had intended at all. And while Starfire was clearly jonesing for his dick almost as badly, the Alien Princess was still holding herself back.
 
Harry didn’t fully understand what was going on between all of them. A consequence of being drunk and being surrounded by drunk women, he supposed. In the end, he couldn’t really bring himself to care. Everyone seemed happy enough for his tastes. Even Starfire was more caught up in her own head than upset by what was happening, or at least that was the impression he got whenever he glanced her way.
 
One of the Birds of Prey had been by the Alien Princess’ side ever since they left the club, whether it was Dinah or one of the others. Starfire could have left any time she wanted… that she didn’t could only mean she was secretly enjoying all of this, even if she was having a hard time admitting that to herself.
 
Finally, the hummer limo slows to a stop and Harry grunts as Dinah immediately perks up.
 
“We’re at the next bar, everyone! Go on! Get ready to hop out!”
 
And just like that, they transition from fucking and sucking to fixing up their clothing and heading in to the bar to get even more drunk. Harry isn’t sure how this night ends… but at the same time, he figures he’ll just go with the flow. Really… he’s just along for the ride.
 
-x-X-x-
 
Starfire was horrified. No really, she was! S-She definitely didn’t want to be here doing any of this with… with her friends. Or rather, she did but not under these circumstances. She had been so convinced that Harry Potter was not a bad man. Sure, there had been all sorts of rumors swirling around him, but she’d never believed he would be the type of man to have a harem. To own slaves.
 
And to be fair, she still didn’t think that of him! It was obvious, at least to her anyways, that Harry was not actually in control of this night’s activities. This outing was orchestrated by Dinah Lance of the Birds of Prey. Technically, the Birds of Prey didn’t have a full blown leader as far as Starfire understood, but Dinah was the closest thing they had to one all the same. She was the oldest and arguably the most experienced heroine in the group, despite Barbara’s training as Batgirl at the hands of the legendary Batman.
 
Ultimately, Starfire was under no misconceptions. This was not the world of sexual slavery that she had come from. This was not like her previous uncaring, cold Master and his massive harem of exotic women of different species. No, Starfire was not back there. She had not been recaptured; she had not been re-enslaved.
 
… Only, when Starfire had escaped her servitude all that time ago, she had also endeavored to put certain aspects of herself behind her. Like how much she enjoyed being someone’s slave. It wasn’t that she wanted to go back to being her Master’s slave, mind you. Her previous Master was a monster, the kind of man who used girls up and threw them away. His harem was a constant ‘revolving door’ as Earthlings would say, and Starfire had lost friends while enslaved to him thanks to his callous practices.
 
She herself had barely gotten out of that situation alive, and as a Tamaranean, she was actually pretty damn tough. Tougher than most species… tougher than her previous Master had been, even. And yet, not tougher than some of his tools. His toys.
 
Starfire had believed that she could continue to be his slave if it meant no longer troubling her sister. If it meant being treated like a fuck pet, she was okay with her Master’s terrible attitude towards her. But at some point he must have become disappointed by her lack of reaction, because he’d escalated things. Until he’d almost killed her with the technology he brought into their ‘bedroom play’.
 
There was nothing Starfire could do at that point but break free and run. Theirs was not an equal relationship. She couldn’t just sit him down and talk about boundaries and her own needs compared to his like one might in an Earthling version of a BDSM or Master-Slave relationship. Learning that the Earthlings had concepts like after care and safe words had startled but also pleased Starfire when she first arrived.
 
And yet, just because she’d run away from him didn’t mean it was so easy to run away from herself. Even if she HAD tried to push down that part of herself that enjoyed being a slave, that was aroused by the idea of being owned… she hadn’t fully succeeded. She’d leaned into other parts of her overly sexual personality, playing the part of the gorgeous alien femme fatale, acting like… well, like a slut at times, just to hide that what she really wanted was some of her male teammates to throw a collar around her neck and take her for a walk on a leash.
 
But none of the men she helped protect the Earth alongside were those kind of people. It made it easier to ignore the part of herself that whispered how good she would look on her knees before them since they weren’t the types to make her kneel in the first place. Everything was going… alright.
 
And then she’d met Harry. And tonight had happened. And Starfire found a man who WAS the type who would probably accept her if she asked him to collar her. He would let her kneel before him and would give her the domination she so desperately craved.
 
So yes, Starfire was horrified. Both by her own feelings… and the actions of her comrade. How could she not be? Cassie’s attitude was insane. The blonde had clearly gone off the deep end. She was so desperate for Harry’s cock that she was willing to do ANYTHING to prove it to the Birds of Prey. They’d gone through what felt like half a dozen bars by this point. And Cassie… Cassie had only gotten worse in each one.
 
Sure, perhaps some of it was the alcohol. But the sheer amount of cum she’d guzzled out of her fellow heroines’ cunts and assholes was probably off-setting her drunkenness a bit. Except that didn’t stop Cassie from continually debasing herself wherever they went. She even launched herself at a stripper pole in the last bar they were in, dancing on the pole and twerking like a cheap whore desperate for approval.
 
Starfire felt like maybe she should have held Cassie back. Like maybe she should have been the voice of reason in an ocean of madness. But she couldn’t bring herself to say a word. Not with one of the Birds of Prey whispering sweet nothings in her ear at all times. Not with so much Earthling alcohol in her system either. And certainly not with her own feelings for Harry constantly rearing their ugly head throughout the night.
 
Luckily, she wasn’t expected to do anything with him. Luckily, while he had looked her way a few times, one of the others had always been there to take his attention off of her. Because Starfire knows in her heart of hearts that if she lets his dick anywhere near her… she’ll fall and she’ll fall hard. She’ll have a collar around her neck almost immediately, and she’ll be his plaything for the rest of her days.
 
… Oh how she wishes that could be the case. But no. No, she can’t go back. She has to stay strong. After all, she doesn’t know if it was her who poisoned her last master’s mind or not. Who’s to say her willingness to be his loyal sex slave hadn’t turned him into the monster she’d ultimately had to flee from? Sure, it might not have made sense… but feelings very rarely did, and in that moment Starfire was very much caught up in her feelings… and drunk as a skunk to boot.
 
-x-X-x-
 
By the end of the night, Cassie’s breath stinks so strongly of cum that even she can smell it as she and Starfire follow the Birds of Prey and Harry back into Titan Tower, all the way to Harry’s room. The blonde superheroine’s heart is beating a thousand miles per hour in her chest, and she has a big wide grin on her somewhat messy face as her and her teammate are the last two to enter Harry’s quarters.
 
Honestly, Cassie doesn’t know WHY Starfire is still here. She clearly doesn’t want to give in to her own desires and fuck Harry, so she could have just gone to her room at this point. But instead, the Alien Princess is right alongside her as Cassie clears her throat, stepping forward.
 
“D-Dinah…”
 
Dinah Lance looks over at her and lifts an eyebrow, making Cassie bristle a little bit. She was panting needily at this point, desperate for her reward. She KNEW she’d shown herself to be a team player, after all. She’d eaten out every single one of the Birds of Prey multiple times throughout the night. She’d debased and degraded and altogether humiliated herself in a spectacular fashion. A small part of her felt deeply ashamed of the things she’d done this evening, but a far larger part of her said it was all worth it, so long as she got her turn.
 
“Yes, Cassandra?”
 
And yet… the older blonde was still playing games. Blushing, Cassie bites her tongue, trying not to sound too desperate or too entitled.
 
“Have I… lived up to your expectations, ma’am? Have I proven to you that I can be a team player?”
 
Despite being drunk as all hell, Cassie keeps her voice clear and calm, not slurring a single word. And yet… and yet, Dinah’s lance still leaves her shocked and angry.
 
“… No, I can’t say you have.”
 
“WHAT?! YOU CAN’T BE SERIOUS! THAT’S BULL-!”
 
“Silence.”
 
Cassie’s teeth click shut, even as she stares at Dinah with wide, wild eyes. Her hands are clenched into fists at her sides and she’s positively vibrating with anger. Everyone is watching her now, even Harry… even the other Birds of Prey. It’s the latter group that Cassie tries to appeal to. After all, Dinah wasn’t technically the Birds of Prey’s actual leader, she was just nominally ‘in charge’. The others had just as much of a vote, just as much of a voice.
 
“Y-You guys don’t agree with her, right? I proved I was a team player, didn’t I?!”
 
And yet… they all look at her for a moment before shaking their heads one by one. Dinah steps in again as Cassie steps back, rocked by their reactions. H-How?!
 
“You had every opportunity Cassandra, but at every turn, all you showed us was how selfish you were.”
 
“I-I don’t understand!”
 
“That much is obvious. So I’ll spell it out for you. Your mission was to prove to us that you were a proper team player. But you are NOT a member of the Birds of Prey. WE aren’t your team.”
 
Cassie’s eyes widen to the size of saucers at that particular bombshell. The blonde Amazonian isn’t stupid by any stretch of the imagination. She immediately understands what Dinah means, her head whipping towards Starfire for a moment before whipping back. Seeing this, Dinah just gives a simple nod, confirming Cassie’s epiphany. Then, she and the other Birds of Prey turn back around and continue helping Harry towards the bed.
 
For a long moment, Cassie’s blood roars in her ears. It pounds away in her skull as she realizes how much of a fool she was. In the end, what they’d wanted to see… wasn’t her servicing them… but… what? Spending time with Starfire? Sure, her teammate was rather uncomfortable, that much was obvious, but Cassie didn’t see how that was her problem!
 
… Damn it, of course it was her problem. Starfire was her teammate. Dinah was right. Except, even with that realization, Cassie was still sexually charged like she’d never been in her entire life. Every fiber of her being was demanding satisfaction after the night she’d just had. She’d thrown herself into being the Birds of Prey’s butt monkey all for the hope of getting a taste of Harry’s cock. Instead… she was left to stew and watch yet again… with Starfire right beside her.
 
She couldn’t just charge in and force them to let her fuck Harry. She couldn’t just force her way through the Birds of Prey and onto Harry when she’d been so soundly rejected. That… that would be rape, obviously.
 
But Starfire wouldn’t say no. Starfire, who was just as primed as she was and standing right next to her… SHE wanted it. At least, she wanted something. And since neither of them were getting anything else from Harry or the Birds of Prey this evening, that something might as well be Cassie… right?
 
Eyes still wide and still wild, Cassie turns to Starfire and licks her lips.
 
-x-X-x-
 
Starfire freezes at the lust-broken expression on Cassie’s face. Her teammate looks exactly like Starfire used to look sometimes when her previous master would force her to stare at her face in a mirror as he fucked her. It brings back painful… but also deliriously arousing memories of when she was a sex slave. She’d tried her best to repress those memories and feelings, but here and now… she can’t stop it. She can’t stop any of it.
 
Stalking over to her, Cassie grabs her by her hair and snarls at her in a way that makes Starfire incredibly weak in the knees.
 
“Kneel.”
 
O-Oh, good… then Starfire will just let herself collapse like she wants to anyways then. Eyes wide, the Tamaranean Princess and former sex slave kneels before her lust-crazed teammate as Cassie all but tears her already half-shredded outfit off her body one last time. Then, she happily shoves Starfire’s face betwixt her legs.
 
“Lick.”
 
Starfire hesitates for only a moment… before finally snapping. She does far more than just LICK Cassie Sandsmark’s cunt. Far more. After the night she’s had, as Cassie pins her head between those powerfully built thighs of hers, Starfire’s body betrays her… so does her mind, truth be told. She instinctively uses her prodigious sexual skills forcibly ingrained onto her by her previous circumstances to get her ‘Mistress’ off. Its not long before Cassie is moaning her way through her first orgasm… however, that only makes her more incensed.
 
“… H-Holy shit, you fucking bitch… y-you were holding out on me?! All this time… you’re capable of this?!”
 
Starfire just whimpers, still going to town on Cassie’s cunt. The blonde quakes her way through another orgasm, before taking Starfire down to the ground with her. Cassie ends up on her back, her legs even more wrapped around Starfire’s head. Meanwhile, the Alien Princess winds up on her hands and knees, her own pussy quivering and trembling as she pants noisily into Cassie’s muff.
 
… Perhaps this was who she was meant to be. Perhaps it didn’t matter who collared her in the end? Whether it was Cassie or Harry, they would both probably be acceptable owners. Though already Starfire feared that her toxic presence had somehow corrupted Cassie, turning her into the harsh mistress that Starfire was currently dealing with.
 
Still, it was fine. Though… she could do with a little more air, perhaps…
 
-x-X-x-
 
It had all come to a head, but to Harry’s chagrin, he didn’t do anything about it at first. Dinah’s reasons for why Cassie had ‘failed’ her little test were reasonable enough, and Harry was drunk enough not to speak up in the younger blonde’s defense. He wasn’t going to let Dinah police his sexual antics forever, mind you, but tonight was ALWAYS supposed to be nothing more than a Birds of Prey orgy. He’d promised all of the girls his time, and Cassie and Starfire WERE technically intruding on it, so he left it up to the Birds.
 
… That is, until he heard the choking noises. Only then did Harry find himself suddenly feeling incredibly sober as he pulled his way free of the pile of heroines currently on top of him. Starfire was clearly in distress, and Cassie… Cassie didn’t seem to care.
 
It’s in that moment that Harry sees what his complacency and lack of action has wrought. With a frown, he pushes the Birds of Prey away from him and stands, getting to his feet. Luckily, none of them try to stop him, because Starfire’s struggles are getting weaker and weaker as Cassie holds her head betwixt her thighs.
 
Of course, Harry’s approach doesn’t go unnoticed by the sex-crazed blonde. For a moment, the look in the Amazonian’s eyes reminds him of the sex zombies he’d had to deal with for so long. She all but tosses Starfire away as he approaches, and hops to her feet with a wild look in her eyes. He’s definitely dealing with the daughter of Zeus at this moment, but Harry wants to believe Cassie can still be reasoned with.
 
“Yesss… come here… come to mama and-!”
 
SLAP!
 
He knows he’s not tough enough to actually hurt her. In fact, the force with which he slaps Cassandra Sandsmark across the face bends his wrist back far enough that he’s concerned he might have sprained it. There’s a dull, throbbing pain left over after the blow, but truth be told… it’s precisely what Harry needs to focus up and finish sobering the rest of the way.
 
Cassie, meanwhile, has gone stock still at the slap across her face. The wild look in her eyes has vanished, and she looks hurt, unsure why he would hit her. Even if it didn’t physically hurt, she’s clearly been thrown for a loop. But Harry just shakes his head and points down to a gasping, rasping Starfire. The Alien Princess had nearly asphyxiated from Cassie’s treatment of her, and she’s now sucking in deep, full lungfuls of oxygen.
 
Looking down at Starfire, it finally seems to get through to Cassie just how she’d been treating her teammate all night long. More so, a look of horror spreads across her face as she realizes that Dinah tried to tell her, but instead of properly listening and being a good teammate, Cassie had doubled down, letting her lust get the better of her until she’d been outright abusing her teammate.
 
Starfire, on the other hand, looks like she’s had an epiphany of her own. She certainly doesn’t look as upset at Cassie’s actions as Harry would have thought. That doesn’t stop Cassie from immediately trying to apologize, of course.
 
“S-Star, I’m so sorry, I-!”
 
“Enough.”
 
And it really was. Harry’s voice rings out, cutting Cassie off. Then, he reaches down and helps Starfire to her feet. With an arm around both of their waists, he turns back to the bed and shoots the Birds of Prey an apology.
 
“I’m sorry ladies, but this is where we’ll end things tonight. I’ll make it up to you later.”
 
To his pleasant surprise, none of the women he’s throwing out of his room look at all upset. They even give him understanding nods as they file out. Harry is so relieved that he, along with everyone else, misses the calculated smirk on Dinah Lance’s face as her plans come to fruition.
 
To be fair though, he IS dealing with a shivering Starfire as she clutches at his body, holding onto him for dear life. Looking into her eyes, Harry sees a familiar sight. In that moment, understanding passes between the two of them and he gives her a small smile and a nod to show he comprehends her. Then, he leans in and places a chaste kiss on her forehead… before doing the same with Cassie.
 
When he leads them both over to the bed and has them lie down with them, Cassie is the most frozen and unsure what to do. Funnily enough, its Starfire’s hand that reaches for his cock. But Harry stops the Alien Princess, instead intercepting her hand and sliding his fingers between hers as he shakes his head.
 
“We’re not doing anything more tonight. We’re just going to go to sleep and then talk about this all in the morning. Do you both understand me?”
 
“Y-Yes Harry…”
 
“Of course, Master~”
 
Harry presses his lips together tightly at Starfire’s response, and Cassie goes wide-eyed as she looks to the Alien Princess. But in the end, the young wizard doesn’t say anything. He just lies back, letting them both curl up against him tightly and enjoy the warmth of his body. Though, before they fall asleep, Cassie does meet Starfire’s eyes over Harry’s chest, shooting her an apologetic gaze for how she lost control.
 
… She’s a little surprised when Starfire returns it with an accepting smile, before dramatically and pointedly licking her lips clean of Cassie’s juices. A silent promise passes between them… just as soon as they could, possibly that very next morning, they were going to give Harry Potter a team up he wouldn’t soon forget.

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