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  Thaddeus and She-Hulk e to an uanding.

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  Thaddeus isn’t sure what he expects from Jennifer after spilling the beans to her. Ohing is clear though, his talks with Rogue and Laura over the weekend hadn’t settled things for him nearly as much as he’d thought. Otherwise he wouldn’t be spilling his guts to a literal Avenger. But to be fair, today was supposed to be normal… instead, he’d been caught ft-footed four times in a row.

  Proving that she’s not just a punchy superheroi has a pretty sharp mind behind that geous green physique, Jennifer’s eyes narrow as she tackles this whole debacle from the st dire he’s expeg her to.

  “… What was that rea in the lecture hall earlier, Thaddeus? I uand being surprised to see me… even worried or upset all things sidered. But you sounded rather exasperated. Like I was the st straw or something.”

  Thaddeus lets out a huff of ughter at that. Of course. Trust the wyer to e at the issue from an ued aill, what would be the point in lying to her at this point? He’s already fessed his own sins. There was no reason for him to hide the sins of others.

  “You were the st straw, sidering three of my other professors turned out to have been repced today.”

  Jennifer’s eyes widen at that.

  “Excuse me?”

  So Thaddeus tells her. He tells her about Professor Madelyne Pryor, about Professor Shu Wong, and about Professor Ororo Munroe. Of course, sidering the circles she runs in…

  “Wait, Storm?! Storm took over your Multicultural Studies course?! But she’s-!”

  Thaddeus gives Jennifer an amused look as the tall green woman cuts herself off.

  “An X-men? A Superheroine?”

  Jennifer flushes a little bit at the light yet accusatory too Thaddeus’ voice. She looks away for a moment, scowling furiously in thought.

  “It would seem you’re in higher demand than I thought, Thaddeus. Do you even know where the first two have e from?”

  Shaking his head, Thaddeus shrugs.

  “Nope. Hell, there’s even a ce that this is all just a ce. Maybe you and Storm are the only ones here for me. Maybe those two are just pletely normal Professors and the circumstahat led to them taking my previous Professors’ pces are entirely natural and not manufactured at all.”

  There’s a pause as Jennifer gives him a look.

  “… You don’t actually believe that.”

  Returning her look with a wry smile, Thaddeus shakes his head.

  “No, I don’t actually believe that.”

  Silence falls as Jennifer Walters ptes what he’s just told him. Thaddeus ’t help but wonder why she’s ging the subject though.

  “About Shaw… are you really not going to do anything?”

  Gaze snapping up, the green-skinned heroine narrows her eyes at him.

  “It was self-defehaddeus. Sometimes the world is like that. The Rule of Law isn’t alerfect, but evehere be extenuating circumstances. It sounds to me like you had some extreme extenuating circumstances on Friday Night… and they’re following you even now, aren’t they?”

  Well, she wasn’t wrong about that. Thaddeus offers a nonittal shrug in response, uo refute the point. In turn, Jen huffs and crosses her arms over her chest.

  “You’re a good man, Thad. Otherwise, you wouldn’t feel so guilty over this. Too good, in fact, for the likes of the Hellfire Club.”

  Ah… there it was. Now he uood. She was choosing to ignore his crimes in favor of buttering him up. She wasn’t being very subtle about it… but then, maybe that was the point. The heroine wasn’t trying to be subtle. In fact, she was being as btant as she could be. It was a nice breath of fresh air, if he was being ho. Even still…

  “Since you’re being blunt, I’ll return the favor. I owe Emma Frost quite a lot… and I care for her even more. I’m not going to betray her.”

  Jen pauses and tilts her head to the side for a moment before quirking up the er of her mouth.

  “The White Queen, huh? Heard she was a telepath… you sure she’s not in your head, making you think that way?”

  Thaddeus lets his lips etto the thi of smiles.

  “I’m sure.”

  Studying him only briefly, Jennifer finally shrugs.

  “Alright, fine. But are you going to tell me that Frost is the ey of the Hellfire Club? That there aren’t elements of the Club you wouldn’t rather see gone? Or eves of the Club that wouldn’t rather see YOU gone?”

  Well, she has him there doesn’t she? Thaddeus doesn’t even try to hide his rea to those questions, allowing Jehe victory as she gets a smug smirk on her lips.

  “How about this. Arrange a meetiween me and Ms. Frost and we’ll see if we join forces, yeah? The enemy of my enemy is my friend, after all.”

  That wasn’t true at all, at least not every time. The enemy of one’s enemy could still also very much be another enemy at the end of the day. After all, Selene had sidered Shaw an enemy… but that didn’t make her his and Frost’s friend. Not even slightly. Still, he appreciates the olive bran the spirit its given if nothing else.

  And at the same time, Emma o know he’d partially spilled the beans to Jennifer anyways. Besides, it wasn’t like a meetiweewo of the women would be the end of the world or anything like that…

  For a brief moment, Thaddeus finds himself picturing it. Two extremely strong personalities in the same room together. They’d either end up fighting… or fug.

  His face colors a bit at that mental image, even as his imagination ’t seem to decide which would topping. Instead, he finds himself picturing both sarios, one where She-Hulk is on her knees eating a smirking Emma out, and another where the big green woman has her powerful thighs ed around Emma’s head and is sitting (gently) on her face.

  … Good lord, his mind truly erpetually iter, wasn’t it? He couldn’t let Jen know what he’d just been thinking about, so he’s quiarshal his expression and finally nod.

  “Alright. That sounds like a good idea.”

  Good? That was still up for debate… but eh, it was certainly an idea.

  Looking pleased, Jen nods.

  “Excellent. Then I suppose…”

  Just before she’s clearly about to suggest that they’re done however, the beautiful green giantess of a auses and looks around the office for a moment.

  “Actually… you want to have some fun?”

  Thaddeus blinks, almost uo believe his ears for a moment. He’d just got done feeling some slight shame over his own perverted tendencies, only to find out Jen’s mind was just as mu the gutter as his apparently! What the hell?!

  At the look on his face, Jen just grins sheepishly.

  “Look, Neville thinks I’m in here physically intimidating you into submission because of your supposed bigotry. He even gave me permission to do some ‘remodeling’, apparently he feels his office is do for some… renovations.”

  Seriously? Thaddeus looks around the pce for a moment. It didn’t look… that bad. Maybe a little out of date. And sure, there was some yellowing on the walls. Still, as far as Uy Offices went, it seemed fio him. Of course, then Jen moves in a way that brings his eyes snapping back to her as she grins at him.

  “Besides… look at me, Thaddeus. Are you really not going to take advantage?”

  For the first time since she was introduced as a guest lecturer, Thaddeus actually does take in She-Hulk’s current appearance. And… yeah, okay, she’s a knockout like always… but eveer. Her hair is done up in a professional bun and she’s wearing gsses for some reason, though admittedly they do somehow make her sexier.

  Below the neck, meanwhile, she has on a white blouse with the top couple buttons undone, showing just a little bit of cleavage but nothing so unprofessional as a glimpse of her bra. Still, she rocks the blouse like nobody else. Below the waist, she has on a bck pencil skirt that hugs her giantess hips perfectly, atuating and highlighting her curves. And finally, all the way down below, she’s wearing heels that give her ara inch or two of lift in the derriere.

  All of it must be tailored, specially made to order for her unique body type. But that didn’t make it any less sexy now that Thaddeus was fog on Jen’s actual look rather than what her prese ESU meant for him.

  And as if she could tell he was wavering, Jen even goes for broke by turning and bending over Professor ’s desk a moment ter, lifting her pencil skirt cd ass high into the air and waving it bad forth.

  … Fuck it. Stepping forward, Thaddeus takes ahold of She-Hulk’s hips with a grunt. Looking back at him, she grins wickedly.

  “Don’t hold baow~”

  Of course, despite those words, he doesn’t go all out immediately. First, he finds the hidden zipper in her skirt and gives it a slow tug, uning her bit by bit as she bites her lower lip in anticipation. Once her skirt falls away though… well, he’s not going to let her pantyhose get in the way.

  RIP~

  “Ah! Brute.”

  He tears a hole in the crotch of her pantyhose, knowing full well that it’ll be covered up once she puts her skirt ba. Her panties, meanwhile, Thaddeus just shoves aside. He’s been doing this all one handed after all, leaving his free hand to free his cock from its fihough he does pause before entering her.

  “Are you sure the Professor isn’t listening in at the door?”

  Jen just smiles.

  “Of course not. He needs pusible deniability.”

  Huh… fair enough. With anrunt, Thaddeus thrusts forward into She-Hulk from behind. Her t is as tight as ever, and her beautiful green body is firm yet pliant under his hands. They’re both giants in parison to the rest of the room at this point, though thankfully the office’s ceiling is tall enough that he’s not scraping his head or anything.

  Still, there’s no denying that the desk Jen is leaned over is… small pared to them. And already rog bad forth just from his first thrust. Normally, Thaddeus would take that as a sign to hold back but given what he’d been told… he doesn’t bother.

  He still keeps the o a minimum of course. The thrusts of his cock stop just short of smming his hips into her ass. As much as he wants nothing more than to cp Jen’s booty cheeks until he cums, he knows just how muoise that would make.

  Jennifer is the same way. She’s smart enough not to let her moans out. Her grunts through gritted teeth as quiet, even as her pussy walls d flex around his cock. It might be the least rough hardcore sex he’s ever had. They’re both holding back while also not holding back. It feels strange, but also a little exhirating if he’s being ho.

  Still, this was by definition a quickie at the end of the day. They ’t spend too much longer in here, not when they were already talking for a while beforehand. Pig up the pace, Thaddeus doesn’t hold back. Through ched teeth, he hears She-Hulk let out a strained, muffled moan and feels her grow even tighter around his cock. Knowing that she’s just cum, he lets himself tip over the edge as well… while driving into her so hard o time that the desk she’s g at just ’t hold up.

  C-CRASH!

  Even as the piece of furniture splinters uhe power of their fug and She-Hulk’s weight, Thaddeus holds her by the hips to keep her from overbang and fating. Once he feel she has her own bance, only then does he let her go and pull out of her sex. There’s the usual surge of power of course as his version of her abilities gets stronger, and he tell she feels the same thing from the rosy, satisfied smile on her face.

  As she grabs up her skirt and begins to it around her waist once more, Jen gives him a look.

  “Do try to look trite when we leave the offieville will be expeg it.”

  Thaddeus snorts derisively at that, uo help his response.

  “Try dialing down the flustered fucked silly look and go for more of a triumphant expression then, if we’re exging tips.”

  Jennifer’s eyes light up at that.

  “Ooh, looks like the tiger cub has cws… but then what else should I expect from a hero with a ame like Breaker, huh?”

  A ame she’d given him. And…

  “… I’m not a hero, Jen. Not like you or Sue.”

  Her expression softening, Jeeps over and pces a hand on his cheek, caressing it.

  “You’re still young, Thaddeus. You be whatever YOU want to be.”

  Then, she pats his cheek and steps away.

  “Now, game fa. Oh and don’t fet to tell me once you’ve arrahat meeting, alright?”

  “Right.”

  He leaves the office first and keeps his head down, ag like he’s been ‘browbeaten’ into submission. Frankly, Thaddeus doesn’t even bother to look Professor in the eye. He’ll leave Jen to sell the lie of what had actually happeo the man’s desk.

  Instead, he gets out his phone and shoots off a text to Emma tellihey o talk. There’s certainly been enough today for him and Emma to have a chat, eveing aside Jen’s request. And he certainly wasn’t going to set up a meeting before the two of them had gotten on the same page either.

  Fortunately, Emma agrees to see him immediately at her building. From a Professor’s Office to a business office, heh. Shaking his head in wry amusement, Thaddeus moves to meet the car that arrives outside of ESU to pick him up. Then, he’s on his way.

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