Canon Fodder

Anne practically wheezed as I ground against her. The gray streaks of hair in her eyes, she moved them away quickly as I sucked on her neck. Her lower half pushing up against me her body acted on instinct to try to bring herself pleasure by rubbing her crotch against my very hard dick. 

 

Clothes still on I was extra turned on seeing her in the school girl uniform. Her voice scratching and moaning as I built her pleasure up. She never stopped me. But she also didn’t give express permission. I slowly released Sparks into her, firing nerves that caused her to jolt and move this way or that. Her body doing it’s best to use the built up pre-orgasm excess energy. It was interesting to watch. 

 

My Zetsu a big focus as well. I didn't want to risk losing my lifeforce or mutant power. I still had things to do that day. 

 

“This is so much better than I heard,” Anne said, her hands moving to my cheeks she pulled my face to hers. Kissing me again and again on the lips I could tell that physical touch was what she wanted. 

 

“What have you heard?” I asked, wearing a smile as I studied the gorgeous girl. 

 

Anne bit her lips, studying my face. She moved her hands under my shirt, she had untucked it a while ago, desperate to touch me. “That it can be fun,” she whispered. Her nails scratching my abs. Old me had spent a lot of the time in the hospital. He had lost weight and muscle. I needed to build it back up. 

 

“With the right person,” I said with a nod. Pulling her shirt up a little she squeaked but her eyes were sparkling. Almost begging and fearing that I would continue. I continued. 

 

Pulling the front of her shirt up to show off her stomach. She shivered as I moved down to it. “What else?” 

“That you get suspended if you’re caught alone in a room with a boy,” she mumbled. Her eyes big as she watched me descend. I teased her as my fingertips sent electricity into the nerves of her inner thighs. They practically vibrated as she tried to pull away. I held her there though, kissing her stomach. 

 

“You’re very sexy, you know,” I said. I could smell how wet she was. Her panties had to be drenched. I continued to kiss her stomach, letting her relax as my hands held her thighs in place. 

 

“You’re not so bad yourself,” she said. Her eyes closed and she relaxed against the sofa cushions, acting as if she was sleeping. “This is like a dream. I keep thinking my power will suddenly knock you out.”

“Not if I can help it,” kissing below her belly button and causing her to jolt again. 

Her eyes shot open, staring down at me between the valley of her C-cup breasts. “How do you know what to do? You said you had 1 girlfriend before meeting me,” her eyes were angry but she was trying to hide how turned on she was. Her thighs began to press together to hide her shame. 

 

“Do I know what I’m doing?” I asked, pretending to be confused. “Do you…like what I’m doing?” I asked. My fingers moved to the bottom of her skirt, pulling down ever so slightly. She squeaked again, biting her lip. Her eyes as big as possible, she continued to watch, never stopping me as my mouth moved lower. Kissing just above where her pubes would start. She began to pant as I pretended to move lower again. Her pleasure reaching a peak I thought she would cum just from the foreplay. 

 

But instead of venturing further down I shot back up and blew a raspberry into her stomach. A loud farting noise sounding she laughed loudly and began to kick as I continued. 

 

“Stop! Stop! Please! Weston, no please!” She laughed, kicking and yelling over and over as I continued to blow raspberries into her. Hands moving to push me away I grabbed them and held them down, continuing my onslaught. 

As quickly as it started I ended it. Sitting up she looked up at me disappointed. “Someone’s coming,” I said. She sat up and we began to tuck our shirts back in. Straightening ties, and fixing our hair we sat back down as the door burst open. 

 

Anne and I looked up to see Candy Southern. One of the many teachers she was in her early 20s as well. 

“I thought I heard yelling,” she said, her Haki leaking confusion. She was a short woman with black hair. I didn’t know her from canon. She could be a unique or minor character for all I could tell. 

 

“We were having an argument,” I admitted. “Anne said that the Declaration of Independence was written in 1769 and I said 1776.”

“I did not,” Anne said, getting offended. 

“See, she realized her error and is ashamed of it now,” I said.

“No, Weston is incorrect. We were simply…” Looking from me to Candy she let out a sigh. “Yes, it was 1769.” 

“Ms. Southern, please correct her,” I said. 

“Sorry Anne, it was 1776,” Candy said, calming down more. 

 

“How can you be a senior and not know that?” I asked. “The American education system, so sad.” I shook my head in shame. 

“Well have fun,” Candy said, leaving the door open as she walked out. 

 

Anne hit the back of my head as soon as Candy was a ways away. “Why did you say that?” She asked angrily. 

 

“Because you always have to have a lie ready. What were you going to say? We were alone in a room and…touching one another,” I said. “We only get away with it now because they think we can’t.”

“Ugh, it’s only been a few hours. How did I let you talk me into being alone with you? I hate lying,” she said. 

“Sorry, but I’m having fun,” I said. “You can tell them if you want, but I would prefer you didn’t.”

“Why? What is special about this Nen?”

“Have you ever heard about it?” I asked. “People controlling their lifeforce? It is something special to me. I don’t want people looking at me like I’m a freak more than they already do. Testing and probed. Most likely anally…but maybe I would like that part. Don’t know, never had it done.” 

“Oh god, you’re disgusting,” she laughed, hitting my chest. I pretended to fall over, acting like it hurt more than it did. 

 

“Don’t kink shame me,” I said, laying my legs on her lap as I did. Her hand moved to my leg, moving the pant leg up a little to touch me directly. 

 

As she idly scratched my leg I really wanted to pretend she was taking my lifeforce. Have a faux-seizure, but no, I had to save it. A moment when I was on death’s door sounded worth it. I was sure there would be an opportunity someday. I had to watch and wait to make sure she didn’t expect it when I pretended her power worked on me.

 

We went back to working on homework. Me resting my legs on her lap with a book in hand, her reading as she played with my leg hair or tried to massage my calf. I could feel her relax slowly. Simply enjoying the moment as we sat there, and I found myself doing the same. I hated having to read a book since most of my knowledge was from Japan and they weren’t assigned the same book reports we were, but it was a nice moment. Old me felt comfortable around this girl, and I did too. 

 

As all things must, the moment ended. Dinner was called and we headed out. Anne sadly put her arm-length gloves on once more as we walked side by side to the cafeteria. 

 

The cafeteria was always a rowdy place. On the first floor there was a buffet line set up for everyone. I wasn’t sure who was paying for all this, but I assumed Xavier used his psychic powers to do more than find students. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from picking the brains of the best financial advisors, I doubted he could either. 

 

Sitting with a few other people from class the others talked about this or that as we ate. 

“You hear about the ghost on the 13th floor?” Kitty Pryde asked. She was smaller, only about 5 foot 4 inches tall. Short light brown hair she had a mostly plain feel about her. 

“There is no 13th floor,” I said. 

“What? The floors go up to 20,” Allison Brie said. She was a blonde girl that I didn’t know from the comics. 

 

“There are 20 floors, but no 13th floor,” I said. “Check the elevator buttons. It’s considered bad luck to have a 13th floor,” I said. Hotels usually skipped the number as well. 

 

“I counted the floors. There are 20,” Kitty said. 

“There are. Which means there is a 20th floor we can’t get to,” I said. “Probably only through the stairs.” 

“Jeez, been here 3 years and I never noticed,” Bobby Drake said. 

“What do you think they are hiding in there?” Kitty asked. 

 

“The bad students,” I said on a whim. “The ones that can’t control their powers.” 

“You’re joking, that’s not a thing,” Allison cut in. 

 

“I am joking, but there are plenty of mutants without the ability to control their powers,” I said.

“Like you?” Bobby asked. 

 

“Exactly,” I said. Wiggling my fingers his eyes widened.

“Why aren’t you wearing your gloves?” He asked. The others stiffened, noticing for the first time as well. 

“I decided I was sick of the arm condoms. Who cares if I fuse to someone,” I said. I gave Anne a wink. “Just means we get to hold hands forever.” I reached out my hand for Bobby, he pulled away. “What? Scared?”

“Being stuck to you, yes,” he said. 

“Ouch,” I said. Nibi jumped on the table, she had run off somewhere and had finally come back. I began to pet her, considering touching one of the other’s but changed my mind. I was new. I didn’t want to make enemies. “No, I think I learned how to control it a little. I won’t fuse to people.”

“Are you sure?” 

“I grabbed Miss Grey’s hand,” I said. “She wasn’t too happy, but we aren’t stuck together for life like I had hoped.”

“Oh god, her? She’s a psychic. I couldn’t stand being stuck to her,” Anne said, smiling as she eyed me. 

“Well, then should we stick together?” I asked, extending my hand out to her. 

“Stuck to you? Forever? No thank you,” she said haughtily. 

 

“That does sound boring. I’m a rather boring individual,” I said. “Kitty? How about you?” I asked. She looked up at me, drawn from petting Nibi. “Care to be stuck to me?” 

“You? Hell no,” she said. 

 

“What? Why not? You pass through stuff as it is. Probably wouldn’t work on you,” I said. I was curious if my fusion would keep her stuck. I hadn’t had a chance to play with it too much, but there would be plenty of time for that later. 

 

“Not risking it,” she said. “I have enough trouble not falling through the floor.” 

 

“Fair enough,” I said. Her mention of falling through the floor gave me an idea. I would have to check on it later. The meal ended and I decided to go out and about the school grounds. Anne went off to finish her homework and Nibi went off with her. The cat quickly becoming a welcome addition to the school. Most people tried to pet the uniquely colored fur of the tailed beast. Nibi loved the attention, surprising me since she was a cold blooded killer in Naruto World, but to each their own. 

Around the school was a large park. Paths leading away from the school to small side buildings and a large parking lot, I had to agree, there was something on the top floor. The more interesting aspects were underground though. 

As I extended my Observation Haki under the concrete around the school I found quite a few voids. Spots where there was nothing. As I mentally walked and mapped them around the school I found far larger underground expanses without any energy. 

 

More than a little curious if this was related to my quest to find out the school secrets I might have jumped the gun a little. Heading back into the school I zoned in on Kitty Pryde soon enough. Picking her up she kicked and yelled at me but I assured, “Just need your help for a bit.”