Superhero Gone Bad

Epilogue

Epilogue (Four years later)

     I flew into the window, calling out, "Dus! I'm home!" He came barreling up the steps. "Hey, hun," he said. I hugged him and gave him a quick kiss before stepping back. "I'm starving!" I complained. He chuckled. "I guess I'll make us something," he said. I nodded quickly, taking my mask off. "You know," he said, as I trailed him down the steps. "I always thought you were Jamie. Just by the way you acted when someone was ttalking about her."

     I scowled and kicked him lightly. Or, I thought it was light. He groaned and clutched at the back of his calf. "That freakin' hurt," he gasped. I put my hand on my mouth, trying to stop the laughter trying to come out of my mouth. I must've been unsuccessful, because Dustin glared at me. "You know," he said. "I didn't have to marry you." I smirked. "Oh, yeah," I said. "Like you could've stopped yourself. Just think, we're going to have superhero kids!" I smiled and sighed. he smirked. "Who said we're going to have kids?" he said. I blushed.

     "W-well," I started. "I-I just thought that since, well, um-" He laughed, cutting me off. "Still just as cute as the first time I met you," he said. "Remember that time in the park when I was going to kiss you? But you flew away?" I nodded, looking at the floor. His fingers slid under my chin and picked my head up gently. I shivered at his touch. "Selena, you're so adorable. I knew it was you. I knew because of the way your lips twisted, like they are now." I frowned deeper at him. He laughed.

    "C'mon," he said. "Time to get you something to eat." I nodded, hearing my stomach growl. I trailed Dustin down the steps to the kitchen. He opened the fridge and sighed. "Looks like there's nothing to eat, once again," he said, smirking. "'Cause you ate it all." I scowled. "Not my fault I'm hungry all the time!" He gave me an odd look, which I ignored.

     "What are we going to do, then?" I said. I really wasn't that hungry, I just wanted a snack. He smirked. "I know that look," he said. "You're just messing with me. You don't want to eat." I feigned innocence. "What are you on about?" I scoffed. He smirked. "I can think of a few things I would like to do," he said. I gave him a look and ran up the steps. "No fair!" he called.       

       I turned around and stuck my tongue out at him. He ran up the steps to catch me, and I let him. He grabbed me around the waist and spun me around. I giggled, grabbing onto his arms to keep from flying off. "Dustin!" I shouted. "Stop it! I'm getting sick!" I wasn't, but he didn't need to know that. He stopped and flipped me aorund. He smirked and I blushed.

      "So, Selena," he said. "How about you go hide, and I'll find you." I looked at him like he was an idiot. "We're twenty-two, in case you forgot," I said. He smiled. "I didn't forget, wife," he said. I blushed. We got married a couple days after I turned twenty-one. It was a huge wedding. Turns out, most people only hated me because they thought it would be cool to. Dustin and I had a long honeymoon, if you know what I mean.

     Dustin started kissing my neck, making my knees go weak. "Dustin," I breathed. He sucked on my 'spot' and I moaned breathlessly. I leaned back against him, helpless to his touch. He turned me around and stared into my eyes. His stare was filled with so much passion, I found myself whimpering. "What do you want, Selena?" His voice was husky and demanding. I whimpered again. "Selena, tell me what you want!" he shouted. 

      "I want you to kiss me!" I shouted right back. My voice was hoarse and filled with my need for him. "Kiss me, Dus!" His mouth crashed down on mine and I groaned. He licked my lips forcefully. Gosh, I guess his hormones are running wild! I opened for him and his tongue explored my mouth, tasting and feeling every inch. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him flush against me.

      I pushed his tongue out of my mouth and forced mine in his. He groaned and pulled me tighter against him. His hands tangled in my hair and I explored him mouth. He tasted slightly minty and sweet, like some kind of candy. He pushed me against the wall next to our bedroom door. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he pulled away. His lips never left my skin, though. He licked, bit, sucked, and teased my neck until I was squirming with need. He lifted his head and looked into my eyes.