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Jason and Taylor celebrate their success~
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Inhaling and exhaling for a moment, Jason comes to two distinct yet reted conclusions. Number One, he shouldn’t just rush into things. They shouldn’t just rush into things. This was going to be a whole-ass ordeal if they actually decided to do something about the information he’d uncovered at the PRT Headquarters. For all his power, he wasn’t sure if he was all that equipped for dealing with a literal conspiracy that went all the way to the top like this one.
Number Two... he and Taylor shouldn’t and couldn’t handle this alone. They needed not just backup, but also more eyes on the situation, to maybe see the things they might have missed and offer up additional perspective on everything. He needed to tell Victoria and Amelia what had happened, pin and simple.
Finally looking over at Taylor, who’s been watching him for that nosebleed or passing out with a raised brow for some time now, Jason smiles apologetically.
“Sorry… I’m fine, from the look of things. I gained a new power… one that has the potential to become really, really strong.”
Lifting up his hand, Jason calls upon the spark of Chaos Magic inside of him. Flickers of red energy appear at his fingertips before fizzling out. It’s not much but he can tell that’s only because of how new he is to it. Like a muscle, the more he uses Chaos Magic, the more powerful it will grow. And now that he’s a natural wielder of it… well, it was just like the description had said wasn’t it? He could wield Chaos Magic subconsciously, essentially performing magic on autopilot. Quite literally as simple as breathing once he got the hang of it.
More than that was the way Chaos Magic interfaced with his other powers. He could fuel the Staff of Magnus with his own magic now if he wanted, and that would in turn be ‘using’ Chaos Magic and therefore growing the ‘muscle’. Basically, Jason could set it up so that while he slept, he was constantly fueling the Staff of Magnus so long as he was in physical contact with it.
Right now, that fuel would be a pittance in the grand scheme of things, to be fair. At his current level of power, it would take hundreds of nights of subconsciously drawing upon his Chaos Magic to equate to even a single demon draining. Everything he could do with Chaos Magic is therefore theoretical right now. But… it’s only a matter of time, isn’t it?
Letting the flickers of red energy completely vanish, he grins at Taylor. She looks intrigued but not nearly as excited as him, probably because she doesn’t instinctively understand all of the synergies like he does. That’s okay though, she’ll get it eventually. At the same time… Jason’s grin drops and he becomes more serious.
“There was something else though. Something that happened tonight at the PRT building. I want to tell you about it, but expining will take time… and I think we need to bring Victoria and Amelia in for it as well. Can you wait until we get everyone together for me?”
Taylor’s eyes widen at his words, before narrowing in contemption. Finally though, she nods resolutely.
“Of course. Besides, we still need to celebrate tonight’s success anyways.”
Jason blinks, even as Taylor walks up to him, grabs him by the face, and kisses him. With a muffled chuckle he reaches down and takes hold of her hips, kissing her back for several long moments. When she maneuvers them both over to the chair in his living room, Jason doesn’t resist and soon finds himself pushed down into said chair as a result.
Taylor stands before him and runs her hands along her body for a moment, giving him dark, lustful eyes as she begins to hike up her shirt.
“You were amazing tonight, Jason. You deserve a proper reward. If it wasn’t so risky, I would have had you fuck me in costume before we changed back~”
That idea gives Jason pause. The thought of fucking Taylor as Weaver while he was Portent… well, there was a certain appeal to it wasn’t there? But she was right. Fucking in public was way too risky. Even with both of them having incredibly strong surveilnce-type powers, there were people in Brockton Bay who could move faster than they could react to, leaving there to be a distinct possibility of them getting caught.
Shucking off her shirt and revealing her rock hard nipples, Taylor feels up her own breasts for a moment before sliding her hands back down to remove her pants and panties as well. Jason watches, enjoying the show for what it is. Once she’s stripped completely naked, Taylor climbs into his p and begins extracting his cock from the confines of his pants, even as she leans in to kiss him. Jason, for his part, grabs hold of her hip with one hand while bringing the other up to feel and fondle one of her breasts.
Taylor moans into his mouth at that, even as his cock comes out. He’d already begun feeling the strain, so its something of a relief when his member finally springs forth from its confines. It’s a downright pleasure when she sinks down on him a moment ter, his cock enveloped in her moist folds and then pushing up into her wet insides.
As she sinks down onto his cock, taking him to the hilt, Taylor moans some more and grinds her hips into his crotch. At the same time, she pulls her lips away from Jason’s lips and pces her hands on his shoulders, looking down into his eyes as she begins gyrating her hips.
“The way you dealt with Hookwolf with a flick of your wrist… the way you told Armsmaster and the Director how things were going to be. You handled them all with such ease, Jason. You were spectacur.”
Was that how it looked from her perspective. Jason can’t help but chuckle a little bit, even as he runs his hands along Taylor’s sides, his thumbs rubbing circles into her skin. He thrusts up into her from below a little bit, but otherwise lets her control the pace at which she rides him there on the chair.
“I just did what had to be done. It wasn’t anything spec-!”
But Taylor silences him with a finger on his lips of all things, making Jason give her an amused yet also incredulous look as she gres at him.
“No. Don’t try to downpy your accomplishments tonight, Jason. Who else can possibly say they had such a successful first night out? You dealt with ABB and E88 thugs and Hookwolf all on your first patrol. The Protectorate and PRT SHOULD be stumbling all over themselves to py nice with you… even if they don’t know how impactful you’ll really be just yet, they can clearly sense it.”
There’s a note of reverence to Taylor’s voice that Jason isn’t entirely sure he likes. But he can also tell that trying to talk sense to her from the angle he’s already been taking isn’t going to work in the end. Talking himself down isn’t the way to go… so he’ll just have to tackle things from a different perspective.
“Our accomplishments, Taylor. WE dealt with those ABB and E88 thugs and Hookwolf on OUR first patrol together.”
Taylor freezes in his p, her eyes widening slightly as Jason gives her a grin and squeezes her hips.
“I couldn’t have done it without you and that’s the god’s honest truth. Your scouting was invaluable, and the way you herded those gangsters together was the only reason we were able to get them all with the containment foam grenades at one time. Not to mention your work on their firearms meant we didn’t have to worry about bullets flying either.”
Reaching up, Jason grabs Taylor by the back of her neck and pulls her in. Not for a kiss this time, but to touch their foreheads together. He looks directly into her eyes, even as he fucks her from below.
“You deserve just as much of a reward as I do for what went down tonight, Taylor. You were an integral part of our success, and I won’t have you saying otherwise… do you hear me?”
“… y-yes…”
Jason grins.
“Good. Because I agree that we need to celebrate and celebrate hard~”
Only then does he kiss Taylor again… and keep kissing her, even as things escate after that. They fuck the night away, reveling in their success, exulting in their achievements. Sure, it might be that only he actually got additional power for the numerous Feats they’d accomplished, but it was only with Taylor and to a lesser extent Fletchette’s help that he’d managed to do the things he’d done in the first pce.
And he wasn’t about to let Taylor forget that. Not even for a second.
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Ding!
A Collection of Magic Rings – Making – 300 Points
Well now. Have you been on a collectathon? Bump into Maple the witch and steal a few from her? Growing some Gasha Trees? Because you’ve got quite a pile of rings here. Almost two dozen if I had to eyeball it. That’s going to cost you a pretty rupee to get identified. Unless... You could maybe do it yourself? Nah, that’s ridiculous. Telling what’s cursed and what’s not is something you’re going to need a professional for. Well, anyways, I hope you have fun with these. Some of them are quite useful. Though to be fair, some of them do nothing at all but look pretty.
You now have 100 points saved up!
Jason is able to get Vicky and Amelia to agree to a meeting at Vicky’s pce the next day, so fortunately he doesn’t have to leave Taylor in the dark for long. But first, of course, his power has to dangle another ability in front of his face. Or rather… not an ability, Jason notices. His brow furrows as he reads and rereads the description of the test pull a couple times before finally deciding to just Bank it and worry about it ter.
The thing was… he did have magic from Blood, Death, and Demons that would allow him to Identify magical items. So in that regard, he was all set. And two dozen magical rings DID sound rather impressive on the face of it. Except that some were apparently going to be cursed for sure based on the description, some were going to just look pretty, and only some would actually be useful.
All in all, it wasn’t like he was forced to choose seeing as his Bank Slot was empty at the moment anyways. And so, tossing the promised ring collect into the Bank Slot and putting it out of his mind for the time being felt like it was for the best… especially when he had more important things to worry about.
He waits until they’re all sitting down in Vicky’s living room before clearing his throat and starting his expnation.
“Right. So… I got a new power recently. One that allows me to locate secrets. Or more specifically, it lets me see hidden objects, hiding enemies, and things that would otherwise be invisible to my normal senses. All I have to do is close my eyes and focus on it.”
There’s a pause as the three women seated with him in the living room all process that. Finally, Amelia asks the important question.
“What’s the range on this power?”
Jason grimaces slightly before admitting the truth.
“City-wide. But not just that. I can scale it, basically. If I pull back, I can see the entire city from a top down sort of view. If I push in, I can see my more immediate surroundings and into the buildings around me."
He can tell his answer shocks all three of them. Honestly, he should have at least told Taylor about this power by this point, but he just hadn’t found the time. Or maybe it was more accurate to say he’d been embarrassed by the things that it kept showing him. First with Carol and then with Parian.
Well, now he’d found something actionable enough that he had to tell them all. And hopefully if he just kept bulldozing right on through, he could move past the fact that he’d initially kept it a secret from them.
“Anyways, I used that power st night when we got to the PRT building to make sure we weren’t walking into an ambush. The Protectorate Heroes were all clear and most of the PRT was as well… but there were a few people scattered throughout the PRT building that my power marked as red… indicating hidden enemies.”
Vicky gasps and punches her fist into her palm, even as Amelia and Taylor both react with more quiet contemption.
“Wait! Those must be moles from the gangs! Holy shit, you could literally clean out the PRT with that sort of power. Ah but wait… you’d have to tell the PRT what you were capable of first. Not to mention, it would paint a target on your back if the gangs ever found out who caught them spying… damn it.”
Jason nods to Vicky, even as she frowns and crosses her arms over her chest, clearly unhappy about having to shoot down her own idea.
“Yeah. You’re not wrong about any of that. It gets worse than that though. Because one of the hidden enemies my power told me about… was the PRT Director himself, Thomas Calvert. And once I was close enough, my power told me more about what he was hiding. Specifically, a parahuman ability of some kind.”
That gets all of their attention, just as Jason knew it would. Silence reigns for a moment… and then everyone starts trying to talk at once.
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A/N: Will try to keep this up to date at the end of every chapter, get on me if I forget please. Though if it gets too out of hand, might have to change it at some point.
Jason's current banked points:
100 Celestial Points
Jason's current banked power:
= A Collection of Magic Rings (300 Points)
Jason's current powers:
= Fsh Air (Gained in Chapter 1
= Transformation Pendant (Gained in Chapter 4)
= Keen Eye (Gained in Chapter 4)
= Blood, Death, and Demons (Gained in Chapter 6)
= Alchemical Prodigy (Gained in Chapter 8)
= Staff of Magnus (Gained in Chapter 13)
= Bind and Seal (Gained in Chapter 17)
= Hero of a Hundred Faces: Everyone's Leader (Gained in Chapter 20)
= Minor Regeneration via Blood Empowerment Ritual (Gained in Chapter 23)
= Restraining Order (Gained in Chapter 25)
= Focus (Gained in Chapter 28)
= Scarborough Fair (Gained in Chapter 30)
= Chaos Magic (Gained in Chapter 36)
