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APOSTLE: "Come Back To Bed"-A Superhero Romance
This is based off a samll comc/movie/book idea I've had for a long time. the characters Are my own and are copywrited. So lease enjoy and post your feedback on how this is and if I should do more.
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APOSTLE:
“Come back to bed”
By Sketkh Williams
Dusk, in New York, dusk is seen as the shake before the quake, mainly because Alec Williams is just about to go into what he calls his “Nightshift”. No, he doesn’t work a second job, he really doesn’t work much and does well enough to support himself and his girlfriend, Kerensa. If he had too categorize what he does at night, he might jokingly refer to it as his hobby, but in actuality it’s more like a private public service. He does it because no one else can.
He’s a superhero. As much as he might not feel like it all the time, there is no simpler way to say it. Alec Williams was gifted with powers that defy any mere mortal and strength of physicality only surpassed by his will and determination. He blames it on a fateful car accident, but he knows now that this was something less than destiny, it all came down to genetics. To think the father he never knew would leave such a legacy for him.
Alec doesn’t forget this, he read all the comics as a kid, still does whenever he finds the time, but those were fiction. This is all real. Alec is alone, no archenemies, no maniacal megalomaniacs after Sadam’s death to crush and no peers to consol his methods when he fought petty crime in the streets. Only an old man whose life he saved in Sussex and by some strange coincidence is a rich former counter intelligence officer for the States. Jason Keys, a man with more money than secrets, which goes well above nine digits, even cashed out the dough to design Alec’s new suit. State of the art stuff, Keys told him. Bullet proof, insulated could even withstand the fires of hell if they had the right data but Alec knew he would never need any of those perks. He just wanted something to replace his old sweats and sunglasses. He never liked going after lowlives who dressed better than he did. No, his new suit was nothing like that, it was neat, tight, and made of some indestructible material that was as thin as spandex but had the texture of rubber, it even had this slight shine to it that Alec thought made it look so awesome. Awesome enough for him to take on a new name, something he could engrave into the streets as his calling card. Now, Alec, trying to be original spent a few weeks perfecting the right name, funny how it was Kerensa who inspired him before she even knew of his alter-unnamed ego, he over heard her reading from the New Testament when it came to him.
The Apostles’ Creed, something he could relate to with his line of “work”, so he knew it had to be a moment of divine notoriety. That same night, Apostle left his calling card. The modern myth was born. Something he eventually broke to Kerensa, knowing that she was his one and only, and he her own as well. She took it well, after she laughed at him for first telling her, but when a guy takes his girl flying over the George Washington bridge, without a plane, she believes him. Kerensa was quite fond of his suit too, she even kept one in her apartment when he spent days with her, just so he wouldn’t have to make the five second zoom from her place to his loft thirty blocks down, six, during rush hour.
You could imagine his surprise when he got out of her shower and could not find his suit under her bed where he leaves it. “Kerensa?” he belted with careless curiosity.
“Yeah?” he heard her shouting from the kitchen down the hall.
“Have you seen my suit?”
“Maybe...” She teased as he started towards the living room, a towel covering his soaked frame, leaving water prints with each step in the carpeting.
“What do you mean…” his eyes answered his unfinished question by the time he saw her in the kitchen frying some bacon, while his Apostle uniform sagged over her shorter but still curved body. “…maybe.” His tongue slipped. “What do you think you’re doing?”
She knew what he meant. “I’m just frying some bacon, thought I’d mix it in with some green beans and have one of the leftover steaks from dinner last night.” But, she still didn’t give him the answer he wanted.
“That’s not what I meant.” He stepped into the kitchen, careful not to slip on the tile while his feet were still wet, not that a fall would hurt him anyhow. “Why are you wearing this?” he tugged at one of the draping sleeves.
“All the aprons are in the wash.” She smirked, her focus on the sizzling strips pf meat in front of her.
“You’re using it as an apron?” He sighed with a cocked a brow.
“Uh-huh” The pony tailed brunette nodded.
“Great.” Alec mused. “So when I go out tonight, all the muggers and thugs I bust are going to be too focused on the fact that I smell pork to appreciate the pain I’ll give them.”
“No they won’t…” Kerensa discarded lightheartedly as she flipped the bacon.
“Yes.” The silver eyed Alec, replied. “They will.”
“No they won’t.” She protested softly.
“And how do you know?” He inquired teasingly.
“Because this suit is, among many things, stain resistant…” She noted tugging at the mask the hung down around her neck. “…and if it is stain resistant, then the smell wouldn’t stick either.” She concluded. “Besides, you cake on so much Axe, the crooks might think it were an improvement.”
“Hey!” Alec took this playful attack gingerly. “My musk practically won you over.”
Kerensa looked him dead in the eye with a laugh slipping from her full lips. “No Al, your boyish good looks and firm ass won me over.” She verbally jabbed. “The “Musk” as you put it was something I had to shelve early on in the Cons part of our relationship.” He looked hurt. ”Just kidding Al.” She kissed his cheek for an apology then returned to her task as she spilled the pan’s contents into a small stack of paper towels. “You’ve always smelled sexy to me.”
“Well that’s good to hear.” He sensed she was hiding something more. “Are you wearing my boxer’s too?”
“Panties are in the wash too.”
“With the Aprons?”
“Yep.”
“Lovely.” He sighed as Kerensa began cutting up the bacon before removing the buttered green beans from the microwave. “Kerensa, you know I have to-“
“After you eat, you’ve had a busy week so far, it’ll keep you’re energy up.” She mothered.
“Alright.” He leaned over to her and lightly pecked her cheek before moving back to the bedroom. “I’ll go put something else on.”
“Your clothes are stacked on top of the dryer.” She informed.
“Thank you.” He smiled before disappearing into the hall.
By this time, darkness had dominated the skyline, Alec and Kerensa had finished dinner in the bedroom, and Alec was nowhere closer to getting Kerensa out of the suit than he was before he got out of the shower about an hour ago. Not that he ever really wanted to go out tonight anyhow.
“Dinner was great ‘K’” Alec remarked as she lazily sunk her arms around his waist, laying her head in his lap as Alec use his cunning telekinesis to send the dishes down the fall into the kitchen sink.
“Mmmm.” She replied softly as her loose hair draped over her heavy eyelids. “Good then.” Kerensa yawned. “Anything to keep the mighty Apostle, well feed.”
Alec chuckled at her persistence, not even reading her mind to know what she is up to, and not that he ever would anyway. “You’re not making this any easier on me, you know that right?”
“Wow, a difficult girlfriend?” Kerensa joked. “You’d think I was doing this to make things hard for you.”
“Alright.” He sighed with a devious grin. “If that’s how you want to play? I’m game.” And with that said and a flip of the wrist, the determined dark-haired minx was flung three feet over her own bed, not even bothering to struggle against his invisible hold on her, having been through this before.
“You know…” Kerensa reluctantly retorted as she felt the uniforms zipper slowly unteeth its way down the small of her back. “…sometimes I honestly forget you can do this.”
“I know.” Alec laughed as he hopped off the bed and started tugging at bottom of the suit so it would slide off from Kerensa’s waist.
“Ho-whoa there frisky.” She belted after hugging the sleeves closer to her chest. “Can I get a shirt on first?” her subtle cheeks blushed. Alec, being the gentleman she fell in love with, complied by multitasking his mental fortitude to yank one of her favorite ninja turtle tees within her arms reach. He gave her the time to slip it on before she loosened the suit’s top from her frame.
“Would you like some panties too?” Alec said with hesitant humor.
“No.” She concluded. “Just don’t get your boxers caught in the suit when you get it off.”
“Oh-kay.” He shrugged before finally disrobing his woman. Alec slowly began to suit up himself while sitting on the bed as Kerensa lay floating in the air above him, faded green tee, silk boxers and all she was blessed with.
“Eh-hm.” The brunette coughed as her lover began zipping himself up. “Do ya mind, your leavin’ me hangin’ here.” He gave her a little wink before letting gravity take hold on her as she bounced on the comforters bellow. Kerensa quickly collected herself, brushing away loose tresses of red and brown from her face as Alec finally dawned his silver and black garb, his cowl still unsheathed leaving his face still visible. This is how she liked seeing him, at his best. The suit, knowing what it stood for to him, but still able to see his eyes is what made this special to her, because in all likelihood. She is the only person who has ever seen him get ready to go out and do what he does, protect. But sometimes, even that isn’t enough to keep her from wanting him to stay in, to leave it all behind to just hold her through the night. She loves him, and him, her, and that is why she knows he goes out. Even then, she still tells him. “Come back to bed.”
“Kerensa.” Alec huffed before tightening his gloves. “You know I can’t.”
“Just tonight.” She kneeled on the bed and braced herself on his toned shoulders. “It’s only one night.”
“The one night someone gets mugged, or somebody goes on a shooting spree and I’m not their in time to stop them.” He refuted.
“But your hearing, your senses?” Kerensa indulged. “You know damn well that you can detect anything in this whole city and get their from here in half a second?” Why not here, in bed?”
“I need to focus when I’m out there and the night’s sky helps me keep focused so my senses are alert. You know that.” Alec assured as he began to slip his hands on her round hips.
Her eyes were looking to his feet. “Is that because when you’re with me you’re distracted?”
“Yes.” He clearly affirmed as he lifted her chin closer to his own. “I’d rather be distracted by you than be out there any night, but with my gifts comes a certain responsibility to the public-“
“I know, Al.” Her smile lifted his conscious higher than he did to her earlier. “I read the same comics.” Her hands crept to his jaw. “Point made once again.” Their lips met, and they couldn’t resist to pull each other closer. Alec was lucky to have a woman like her, especially while so young, that only meant they had more time to share. More love to share. He’d make it up to her, that’s what actually kept him focused. As they parted, Kerensa carefully brought his cowl over his brow until it rested itself around his head, leaving his hair exposed so as not to ruffle it. The gleaming white eyes, so blank but still powerful and the arch that ran from either corner of his jaw to meet at the bridge of his nose. Apostle’s face was impressive, giving off so much while covering Alec’s true face, and never muffling his powerful voice.
“I Love you, you know that?”
“Yeah.” She brushed his covered cheek. “I do, and I love you too.” One last peck through the mask and he gave a running start for the window. “Go get’em!” And with a leap, Apostle ascended into the skyline to begin his search.
Kerensa after watching her masked partner lunged out the open window, collapsed onto the silk sheets and fluffy pillows. Quickly dozing off, waiting for morning to come.
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