“You think L’Ombreteur seduced Wraithskater?”
There was a lull; Margot’s suggestion troubled Muscle Blonde.
“Margot, are you suggesting that L’Ombreteur holds the upper hand in this battle?”
“The Dominaura’s ineffectiveness isn’t a coincidence; it’s a deliberate choice. Wraithskater doesn’t want to influence L’Ombreteur because,” She said the nest words slowly and deliberately. “He. Desires. Them.”
“They would seize that power to reshape both worlds according to their twisted vision of Utopia,” Muscle Blonde was subtly moving closer to Margot. He couldn’t help himself. Women became more attractive when they challenged him.
She continued baiting them, “I think L’Ombreteur’s quest for the Dominaura shows that they are willing to do whatever it takes to make a difference. Wraithskater, on the other hand, seems to be content with maintaining the status quo. In many ways, L”Ombreteur is the stronger hero.”
Muscle Blonde sipped his coffee then leaned closer to Margot, “So, what does this mean for Wraithskater? Is he just a pawn in L’Ombreteur’s game? A weak hero with a tragic past?”
“These characters are more than just heroes and villains. They embody the complexities of human nature, It’s up to us to look deeper, to paint their true picture.”
Uncertainty rippled through the men’s minds.
Muscle Blonde remained unconvinced. “But Margot, Wraithskater has faced countless challenges, overcome obstacles, and protected the innocent. You can’t deny that traditionally, a hero is supposed to act altruistically. Subsuming your own desires for the greater good is hard. How can you say he’s weak?” he asked.
Wiry Blue was starting to buy in to her argument, “It’s a difficult pill to swallow, but we can’t dismiss Margot’s point. Love can be a powerful source for manipulation. If L’Ombreteur shared a romantic connection with Wraithskater in the Echodom, it adds an entirely new layer to their rivalry. Their seductive influence might have clouded Wraithskater’s judgment, leaving him more susceptible to their machinations.”
The fanboys didn’t notice Margot’s mischievous smile as the image of Wraithskater, once an unwavering symbol of strength, now appeared more fragile in their minds.
Muscle Blonde, a stubborn devotee, responded first, “But L’Ombreteur’s methods are reckless and dangerous. Wraithskater is more careful with his power, using it when it’s truly necessary. We can’t ignore the consequences that come with their actions.”
Wiry Blue responded, “But, couldn’t L’Ombreteur’s pursuit of the Dominaura power be seen as a way to push Wraithskater to reach his full potential and make a real difference?”
Was Wiry Blue trying to impress her? She felt herself getting wet from the excitement. She had changed his mind and his friend began to mirror that fragility.
“What if neither is purely good nor evil? Perhaps their actions and motives challenge our preconceived notions of heroism and villainy,” she pressed.
They stared at her, trying to comprehend what she was saying.
“Are things really so black and white?” Leaning forward and looking conspiratorially at her friends, her eyes glowed steel blue and impish. “Imagine if the power to manipulate people existed in this world. Just like in the Wraithskater series.”
“Think about sex and sexuality. What if desire is the true Dominaura?” She continued, her voice low and seductive. “What would you do if I had such power and asked you to come to my hotel room?”
The friends shifted nervously in their seats.
“Would you do it?”
Silence.
“Think of it this way. We are in the Echodom. The Wraithsgater and his reflectoid are sitting across from me, L’Ombreteur. We invite you to Ombrefell.”
The friends stared at her, their eyes widening.
She turned to Muscle Blonde, “You indicated earlier that the Dominaura would certainly affect L’Ombreteur if Wraithskater could ever return to Materdusk and be Wraithsgater once more. Are you still so sure? Materdusk is a world of possibilities; whatever you want is yours. But you have to step beyond the doors of Wraithsbed if you want to explore our sexuality.”
She tapped the table to emphasize her point. “I can assure you, desire is stronger than The Dominaura. You could have sex with me, but you risk unintended consequences. Would Wraithskater take that chance?”
As they pondered the implications of Margot’s proposal, the debate took on a new dimension. The conversation’s intensity fueled the attraction both men felt for Margot, their desire mixed with admiration of her intellect and insight. A new layer of complexity entered their friendship and each imagined what the future might hold.
“So, what do you think?” Her voice offered warmth in the cold silence. “Will you join me in my hotel room? Or will you stay here and debate comic books?”
The two men gazed at her, their eyes full of desire and apprehension. Margot’s invitation was a world of unknowns. But they had been drawn to her since her first words, and the thought of what could be tantalized them.
They nodded.
Margot smiled; there had been no doubt. “Excellent. Follow. Let’s see what the night has in store for us.”
They left the coffee house and started for her nearby hotel. The two men walked with purpose, their eyes furtively glancing from side to side as they considered the implications of Margot’s proposal.
Wiry Blue was the first to speak up. “Look Margot, I’m not gonna lie. I want to have sex with you, but I’m not comfortable doing it with my friend in the room.”
Muscle Blonde chimed in. “I feel the same way. I mean, I want to explore our sexuality too, but I don’t want to do it with him here. Can we make it so it’s just you and me?”
“But I want you both. Of course, we could make it so that it’s just you and me. But if we did that, you would never know what pleasures I have in store for the both of you.” Margot leaned forward, her eyes now sparkling as she continued, “I’m drawn to the L’Ombreteur character because they are always willing to try something new – something not many people get a chance to experience. So, I want you to be prepared to do whatever I say, no matter how strange or unconventional it may be. Do you agree?”
As the two men hesitated, Margot saw and relished their weakening resistance. She wasn’t Wraithskater with his moral code, afraid to use the power of the Dominaura; she was L’Ombreteur unleashed and in possession of that precious superpower.
“I only want to show you what pleasure truly means, uninhibited by preconceptions. I want to help you explore and share your sensuality. I want you to open yourselves to experience the freedom of giving and receiving pleasure without judgment or shame, and let go of any stigma or social expectations. Allow yourself to become aroused by witnessing two people connecting passionately, without inhibition. Enjoy every aspect of intimacy; it’s liberating.”
Margot sighed heavily. She could feel their tension almost crackling in the air.
“I’ve never done this before,” Wiry Blue stated quietly. Almost a whisper. Almost an apology.
“I’m here.” Her voice thrummed in anticipation as she nurtured their desire. She could almost believe she had been transported to Materdusk and was now wielding the Dominaura. “I will be with you. I’m not leaving. I’ll lead you both into this territory, where pleasure is abundant and nothing is off limits.”
She was laying it on heavy, turning the heat up on their desire. It was almost Biblical.
“Imagine the thrill of experiencing something completely new with each other. My body will be a garden that we explore together. You will experience indescribable bliss.”
Muscle Blonde replied, “If you are suggesting what I think you’re suggesting, then it won’t work. We’re friends. I don’t want it to get weird.”
“Friendship is exactly why it won’t get weird. Authentic friendship will only be enriched, intensified without guilt or fear .”
Wiry Blue Added “I believe that is true. I just… wouldn’t want anyone to know.”
She ignored his objection and continued, “I’ll introduce you both to something new and wonderful—both your bodies entwined with mine, we will discover all that is possible when two men come together and create something new with a woman.”
Electric shivers ran through her. She could feel their resistance breaking.
“Allow yourself to confront what exquisite pleasure lies on the other side; embrace this experience. This Love – beyond all labels or norms can redefine boundaries. It will be beautiful— a reminder of how pleasurable it is just to feel alive in one another’s presence.”
“That’s all good in theory,” Muscle Blonde interjected, “but we’ve never even considered anything like this before.”
“Of course not. Beauty on its own terms has no place in a society like ours which also distrusts pleasure. So under what circumstances could you possibly have considered it. Don’t fear it, embrace it. I just want you both to experience the joy. Don’t be afraid or ashamed of it.”
Wiry Blue’s eyes began to glaze over.
“But if our friends found out, they’d think…” It was Muscle Blonde starting to break.
“It’s not about being gay or straight—it’s about experiencing new heights of bliss together with no rules or expectations, just pure pleasure that comes from sharing an intimate connection like never before…”
She paused and appraised the two men tenderly. Nourishingly. “You don’t have to decide right this second, but think of it as an opportunity – not a risk.”
As they stood outside her hotel, the two men looked at each other nervously. their eyes speaking volumes. What did they have to lose? Finally breaking through their hesitation, they nodded to each other.
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