Bobbi breathed heavily, plopping down on his body, squeezing her ass, "mmmmhhhh...mmmm."

She raised her head, putting on his forehead, softly kissing his lips, as he turned her to the side, kissing her back.

Primo kept kissing her, raising his body, getting on his knees while he was buried deep inside her.

Bobbi groaned, swaying her body, clutching on the bedsheets beside her head. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer when he started back out.

But Primo still lifted his body a little, making Bobbi hold his hand, clutching his hair, kiss him harder.

Her body got lifted up in the air while she was wrapped around him. He grunted; she moaned with the thrust, her back touched the bed, which made her let out a laughing moan.

Bobbi grinned, stroking his cheek, softly stroking his golden hair with her fingers, looking at his face with a fascinated expression, "that was new. No one...lifted me before."

Primo stroked her lip with his thumb, bending down, sucking her lower lip, letting it go.

Bobbi closed her eyes, breathing in as he did it again, causing her head to tilt back, raise a little, falling down with every kiss.

She opened her eyes, watching his orange eyes, which were usually so pure, filled with desire, for her. Something about those eyes aroused her so much.

He kissed her again, whispering, "you are so beautiful...*kiss* so hot...every touch...makes me want you even more."

Bobbi looked into his eyes, feeling her orgasm build in her stomach just from looking at him. He put her hand on his chest, pushing him back, "not like this...pull out for a second."

She bit her lip, moaning as he pulled out of her, with her hand gripping his chest. She let out a breath, turning her body, lying on her stomach, burying her face in the soft pillow, clutching on it, "...like this."

Primo chuckled, leaning on her body, stroking her shoulder, sliding his hand on her upper arms, to her elbow, slowly reaching her palms.

Bobbi whimpered, feeling the tip entering her body, making her take a deep breath, stopping it when he gave a hard thrust. All the air in her lungs harshly came out, her head rose up.

Luckily his head was on the side; her head hit his shoulder. He put his fingers in hers, holding her tightly.

Primo slid her right palm on the inside, putting it on her neck. His palm wrapped around her palm, her neck, looking down on her.

Bobbi tried to keep her eyes closed, moaning in pleasure as he rammed inside her, using her own hand to keep her neck up. He started moving more harshly, hitting deeper, hitting her soft spot, making her widen her eyes.

Her eyes fell into his eyes, her expression slacked as she started enjoying herself even more.

Bobbi turned her other hand over, interlocking her fingers with his, slamming his cock in her. He didn't know what he enjoyed more, watching her give into lust when she looked in his eyes or the tight, wet walls that were wrapping themselves around his shaft.

He bent down, kissing her lips, ramming his cock inside her, when Bobbi pulled away from her palm from her neck.

She put hit on top of his palm, forcing it to tighten around her neck, "aghhhh....hahhhhh...haggghhhhh...harder...harder."

Primo breathed in enjoyment, gripping her neck more tightly, causing her mouth to become agape as he ravaged her. He bent down, sucking on her tongue.

"Ughhh," She let out a breath, feeling her body vibrate in his arm, closing her eyes, "aghhh....haaa...uhhhh...ummmm."

Her hands and legs lost their strength, breathing heavily, blankly watching him as he sucked on her tongue. 

He bit on her ear, nibbling it, "tired? Because I plan to enjoy you for as long as I can."

Bobbi closed her eyes, "I can go on..." She wanted to say brave words, "for a few more minutes."

"Mphh...ok...I'll be the judge of that," Primo let out a short laugh, kissing her cheeks.

Other Earth,

Jay was in a high-tech lab, standing in front of a holo-table, taking a deep breath, "oh, god. This is so much harder to do."

Before, he could compartmentalize so well, but now it was different, much different.

It was like his mind had lost a center without his soul; it was like his mind had lost its stability, its center.

He had seen this before, especially with the 'Hand organization' and their revival techniques that brought people back from the dead. These people lost a part of their soul and their emotions, their feelings would start running rampant.

In his case, he lost most of his soul, even with a gifted mind like his. He was starting to lost control; the senses of Primo's side were merging with his.

He turned over, sliding down the side of the stone lab table, covering his face, focusing, keeping the two sides separated.

He peeked through his fingers, staring at the screen on the wall, looking at a machine, "I need it...I need something to full it."

A core, a center that could hold his mind together, stop him from falling apart.

Luckily, long ago, he created something that was like, not for this purpose. It was when he was in college when he had trouble controlling his powers.

The first friend he ever had, was an inventor, and he liked to build things. But more than that, he had the hobby of making things that he saw in novels, games, anime, comics.

Even after...the two parted ways, in a manner fo speaking. Jay was already in the habit of doing such things, recreating and keeping them on his shelf. To feel good about himself.

He always felt a strange satisfaction when he succeeded in the recreation.

Soul-related tech was hard, but it all became much, much better when he learned Magic.

Easier as well, but there weren't many places in the world where he could get that kind of equipment.

That was why he was here.

"Oye, are you all right?"

Jay looked up, seeing the man who looked a bit like Steve. Other than the brightness that Steve had. He looked freer, more unhinged, more hot-headed.

"Johnny," Jay took a deep breath, "yeah, I am all right."

"Well, your machine has lit up, and Reed is about to orgasm just by seeing it light up. And I am not sure, but I think that Sis is going to bite her head off with all the jealousy," He grinned, pointing outwards, "so yeah. Wanna come before all that happens? I don't want the situation to get sticky."

Jay laughed, looking down, "I think...I have had enough stickiness. And I don't want my machine to get sticky...so yeah. Coming."

He raised his hand, squeezing his eyes shut, pointing at Johnny, who was laughing, "I did not mean it like that."

Johnny leaned against the door, crossing his arms, laughing, "yeah, yeah...totally. Come, come. Come fast."

Jay stood up, nearly stumbling, laughing, "you are not gonna let me hear the end of it. Are you?"

Johnny raised his eyebrow, smiling, shrugging, "come, I am not saying anything. Justttt come." 

Jay shook his head, supporting himself, walking, "yeah, I don't like you."

Johnny chuckled, "but I like you, man. This place is filled by a guy who buries himself in research and the Thing. Well, he's the Thing. And the other...well, she's my sister. So you know."

He pushed Jay forward, holding his shoulder, smiling, "when I heard who you were. I thought you would be like those stuck-up heroes as well. But you are cool. You know how to have fun. I know we are going to hit it off."

Jay dragged his legs, walking towards a massive machine at the center of the hall, chuckling, "Yeah, just what I needed. A comedic sidekick. And here I was thinking what was missing in my life."

Johnny chuckled, patting his shoulder, "hahaha, like I said, fun."

Suddenly, he became serious, "also."

He sucked inhaled cold breath, "I am not the sidekick. If this works, you are."

Jay rolled his eyes, "well, see."

He walked near the machine; it was mostly of spherical glass, with white light shining inside it, with a little bit of green.

A metallic hollow cylinder was connected to the spherical juggernaut that went from the ground to the roof.

Reed had his hands stretched to the two keyboards; his head was stretched out to the third one. He weirdly twisted his head, looking back at Jay, "you are here! These ratings are marvelous, just wondrous! There are so many of them that even my computers can't even read!"

Jay strangely looked at Reed, pressing his lips, nodding. He stood beside Sue Strom and a nervous Ben, "is he...always like this?"

Sue had her arms crossed, which she squeezed, looking down in embarrassment, "not always..."

"Just most of the time," Johnny quipped him, making Sue shoot a look at him.

Jay shook his head, looking towards the Thing, patting his literal stony biceps, "don't worry."

Johnny rolled his eyes, "of course he is worried. If this works, then there is a chance for him."

Johnny leaned between him and the Thing, whispering, "he could...have sex again."

Jay chuckled, knocking Johnny's forehead, "all right. Don't tease him." He looked towards Ben, "I kinda respect him for that. I don't think anyone has the willpower to get through all this."

"Ugh," Johnny stepped back, "not cool."

Jay stepped forward, putting his left hand inside the hollow cylinder, and abruptly. He fell to his knee, feeling weak when all the light inside the glass sphere started getting sucked inside his left hand.

Reed walked over, staring at it in a daze, "it's working...it's working. Unbelievable."