Yes. I’ve named a story Nerdgasm. But that’s what kind of O it happens to be when you put a maritime engineer PhD student who is also working on a masters nuclear sciences together with a game coder from London (who just so happens to look and sound like Benedict Cumberbatch) and loves comic books. Unfortunately, these two won’t make their appearance until the next Winter volume.
Max’s hands caressed her. His fingers slid under her skirt and skimmed up her thighs. She shuddered as he traced the edge of her panties along her ass.
She froze.
He broke off the kiss and stared at her, need coursing through him.
Her already big eyes were wide and shocked, her lips slightly parted. He wanted those lips on his again, but there was a hint of panic in her eyes.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“N-nothing, I just—It’s just that…” Her tongue slid across her lips and she swallowed.
“‘It’s just that’ what?” he asked when she didn’t finish.
“I… wow, this is embarrassing.” She stepped back and hugged her arms over her chest—and what a nice chest it was. Her breasts peeked out just enough to tell him what lay beneath that black Bowman’s Inn polo shirt, but were covered just enough to leave him itching to release them.
“If you say you’ve never done this before, I’m going to call bullshit. Because up until you backed off, you were doing,” he grinned and licked his lips, “quite fantastic.”
“That’s just the beer talking.”
Max shook his head. “The pint’s just loosened my tongue enough to talk to you.”
“I—how do—wasn’t planning… on…”
If she had any idea how adorable she was, chewing on her lip, she was in for a surprise. Max closed his mouth over hers again.
Judy broke off the kiss, her hands on his chest. “Batman underwear.” She covered her face with her hands and turned away from him.
“Pardon me?” Did I hear that right?
“Yep. Batman.”
“See,” Max paused, licking his lower lip. “Now I just want to see it.” He had the satisfaction of watching her whip around to him, confusion flickering through her eyes.
“You can’t be serious.”
“Darling,” he stepped up to her. “I’m as serious as they come right now.”
“I—you—you’re not—”
Max shook his head again. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”
“Oh, my god. I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Judy stepped away from him and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, then pulled it up.
Sure enough, her boobs were encased in a black and yellow Batman bra. “You have no idea how hot that is.”
“I…” She tugged her shirt back down.
“Do the knickers match?”
The pink in her cheeks turned to red. Like a lobster.
Judy eyed him, crossing her arms over her bosom. “You said you’d show me yours.”
Max grinned and unbuttoned his shirt to reveal the Iron Man t-shirt he wore beneath.
Judy cocked her head and pointed a finger at him. She reached out and pushed on the middle of the logo and his shirt lit up.
“We’re a bit nerdy. Wave that flag with pride, my dear.”
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