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"I think we've done pretty good in our first six months, guys. There's been ups and downs, but we seem to be going pretty strong!" Azure stood at the table of seven, a glass raised in a bit of a toast. "We've helped keep Lasseter City safe, taken down some bad guys that really needed it, and started to really come together as a team. I'd say that's a pretty damn good level of success for this short time we've been together."

"Hear, hear!" chorused six other voices in unison.

"Blurr, Gamma, Armordillo, Spikestorm...you guys have been through a lot, and you're all stronger for it. I really thank you for sticking with it, despite the rough start and that, ah, unfortunate business with Thorne. I admit, I should've known that was a bad idea...I really thought working with others would help shift his attitude, but that was a bad choice."

"None of us saw what he did coming, Azure, it's not your fault," an orange-scaled gator with a radiation motif on his shirt said reassuringly. "He wasn't a great guy but we all thought we could at least trust him...we'll know better next time."

"Yeah, it at least showed us all who we could trust," chimed in a black-eyed porcupine with a rather potent aura around him. "Though, Thorne had better hope I don't run into him again, or he's gonna know what it feels like to have spikes going in him rather than coming out."

"Ah, don't bother with him, Spiky," grunted the biggest guy at the table, a burly armadillo who looked like he filled up two seats. "Guys like that, they generally get what comes around to them through their own power. No point in wasting time on 'em."

"And it doesn't really look good to the public, either," Blurr added. "We're still trying to build our image, those first couple fights didn't make us look that great. Like a bunch of kids trying to play in the big leagues."

Spikestorm chuckled. "Ain't that the truth, though?"

"Maybe, but we're best off if we don't reinforce that!"

"They are thinking better of us lately, though," Azure reported. "We're getting some really good press. I think it helped when Lumine was accepted into the Conclave...I guess they were thinking if they thought she was good enough to run with them, then we must bring something to the table."

"I was sorry to see her go, but she deserved it," Gamma said. "She was on another level...you could just tell that she had talent that outclassed us."

"Indeed...I know we all wish her well and hope she goes on to great things. But though we may have had loss, we also have gain, and I think we've got some really good guys here in their stead. Our young new talent Insight..." Azure nodded towards the green lizard with a purple glow in his eyes, looking a bit shyly at everyone else. "You've come a really long way in such a short time, getting a hang of your new Suforce. Already proving yourself in a lot of ways...I'm glad you decided to join us after all."

"Well...I guess I felt it was the best way to repay you for saving me. And to get a handle on this stuff...you guys feel like you're so used to your Suforces, I'm almost overwhelmed by it..."

"Hey, you're picking up fast for a non-natural," Gamma said. "And you've already shown how useful they are, in those last couple incidents."

"Yeah...but I think I'd be a total mess if I tried to go it alone. Thank you all for accepting me."

"And then our other newer member...I'm glad you decided to join us too, Velocithor." Azure now nodded towards a yellow-scaled raptor, who seemed a bit standoffish. "I know we had our differences, but you're a valued addition to the team."

"Hmph...I'm only here until I'm sure I can take on the world on my own. Just leave my prey to me, and I'll be happy."

Spikestorm cackled at the tough-guy act. "Heh, ham it up, V, we all know how you really are. Practically clinging to Armordillo after he saved your ass, man I wish I had a camera to capture the look on your face."

Velocithor glowered at the porcupine. "Tch! I was just off my game there..."

"Oughta show off your soft side more, it suits you better."

"Whatever. Still, I guess I should be grateful that you let me in...I didn't exactly give you guys the best first impression."

"Couldn't have been worse than mine," Insight said with a bit of a sigh.

"Oh, trust me, it probably is."

"Water under the bridge, both of you," Blurr said, raising a hand up to wave it off. "We're all on the same team now, and we trust you...you've given us reason enough to. And we're glad to have you and your talents at our sides and our backs."

"Exactly! So, a toast to the Peace Squad, to an even better six months, and to friends and allies!"

"Cheers!" To a man they drank to it. The get-together was definitely just what they needed after a few difficult challenges; sure, all of this could have been said back at their meeting place, but sometimes it was just better to go out as a team for something that wasn't going to be dangerous. Azure was already making mental notes to do this more often, and perhaps other team exercises that didn't have anything at stake; they were all a lot more relaxed than they usually were, and that was the time to help them jell.

"So, Azure, you hear anything about anyone we should be watching out for in the coming days?" Gamma asked as idle conversations started up again. "You seem to be the one who gets the hot tips, unless it's an Agent of Chaos."

"Nothing of major note, at least not lately. There's always some chatter but it's mostly the usual, small-time stuff that gets dealt with pretty quickly or really nasty guys that we should leave to the experts. A couple of things that perked my ears but nothing concrete yet, I'm keeping my eyes on them." Azure sipped his drink, then bowed his head thoughtfully. "Though, we may want to be on the lookout for the Incubus."

"Incubus? Never heard of him."

"He's not a villain, technically...I'd call him more of a wild card, kinda like Thorne except it doesn't seem like he's got ego issues, just a chaotic nature. He's really powerful, though...probably top-tier level, and still growing."

"Whoa...how?"

"Well, it's as his name kind of implies. He gets male supers to fuck him...and gains their Suforces through their seed. Any power than anyone can have, he can gain if he gets laid. Might even be able to get them from females according to rumors, though I don't know how that would work since he supposedly has to be receiving..."

Gamma's eyes widened. "Damn...of course he could get powerful if he stays under the radar. You'd think people would be on the lookout for him by now, though..."

"Oh, they are, but he's got tricks," Blurr interjected. "He can make you horny, disguise himself, and I think he's got some kind of aura about him where even if you know who or what he is, you have a hard time caring about it when he's feeling you up. I've heard he can even turn straight guys, or change his body to make them more in their element."

"Personal experience, Blurr?"

The mouse nodded. "He got me and Raji in a three-way. Had no idea what was happening until after we'd both fed him...and damn if he didn't get us to keep going after we knew. Guess we're lucky that he doesn't drain us like the legendary monster...he just gets powered up by sex, he doesn't really steal."

"Shit, so now he's a psion as well? I pity anyone who goes against him. He does heroes and villains?"

Azure nodded. "Really, he sounds more interested in just getting powers all over the place...I've never heard of him actually causing trouble for anyone. But I can't say I've heard of him battling villains much, either..."

Suddenly, there was a loud crash outside, followed by a tremor which shook the dishes. All talking ceased immediately, and in moments the group of heroes was on the move, scrambling for the doors. Blurr was easily first, and held the rest back with a hand as he scanned the outside. "Whoa...that was..."

"Shit!" Azure hissed as he laid eyes on the figure kneeling on the ground. He was huge, a built caribou glowing eerily, panting hard but not looking out of whatever fight he was in in the slightest. He was wearing very little, just a tight bit of something around his nethers, letting very little block the sight of his formidable body. "That's Cariboom! Can't believe this..."

"Cariboom? You mean the guy who leveled half of Penrose? We gotta stop him!"

"The hell we do! He's way out of our league...besides, he's already in a fight! Look!"

High up on a nearby building stood another large creature, shining brightly in the darkness. A towering bear, clad in brilliant medieval-esque armor, with a large shield and a massive war hammer strapped to his back, a determined gaze on his face as he stared down at Cariboom. With a massive leap, he slammed down in the middle of the road, pounding his fist down at Cariboom, who rolled out of the way just in time, leaving the ursine to put down a brand new pothole.

"Man...that's the Grand Bruin, isn't it?" Velocithor mumbled in awe. "See, THAT'S the kinda guy I want to be..."

With a roar, Cariboom rushed at him, a crackling fist raised in a deadly attack. Grand Bruin took the full brunt of it on his shield, skidding back a few feet but dulling the expanse of the attack; instead of a massive explosion over dozens of meters, it simply kicked up debris several feet around them. Then he charged, leveling a powerful uppercut into Cariboom's jaw, sending him flying upwards and over the buildings. Immediately he was in pursuit, leaving behind only the few signs of what clearly had only been a snapshot of the battle they'd been waging.

"You...don't think we should have gotten involved?" Insight asked hesitantly.

"No way! Those are pro-level, we'd've been flattened by Cariboom in an instant," Gamma replied. "Grand Bruin's got it under control...they're basically arch-rivals, and he's definitely strong enough to handle anything Cariboom can throw at him."

"Yeah, this isn't our fight, we'd be in the way," Azure said with a real sense of finality. "It doesn't look like there's any real carnage around...might be worth taking a bit of a walk to make sure no one's in trouble or anything. We can grab some dessert on the way."

"Yeah, okay..." It still wasn't entirely clear to the lizard when they should or shouldn't be a part of the action. Well, that would be something he'd learn in time, hopefully...

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The earth-shaking battle found several more points of chaos across Lasseter City. Wherever Cariboom landed, Grand Bruin was close behind, ready to deliver more blows. It wasn't the most unusual sight ever - the two had been clashing for years, and high-octane combat was the standard for both of them - but it still sent people running, quickly getting out of the way of the two. You never wanted to be caught in this kind of crossfire.

Equals though they were in general, it was clear wherever the fight came crashing down that Cariboom was being overpowered this time. The big blows all seemed to land on him, and what shots he got off were deflected or blunted; he couldn't seem to get a clean punch in on the bear this time around. What few people were around to witness each bout cheered the hero on as he laid the hard shots on the caribou, the last inevitably sending him flying to the next stage. And without fail Grand Bruin pursued him, ensuring the safety of their fair city.

At least, that was part of the reason.

Finally, Cariboom came crashing down in an isolated area outside the city; body aching from the repeated blows, this time he didn't rise up, chest heaving as he tried to recover. Hyperresilience kept him from being too badly damaged, but that didn't stop the punishing blows from adding up and playing hell with his stamina, and this was about the most he'd taken from Grand Bruin in a long while. Rarely was he so relentless in his assault, usually he was more on the defensive and Cariboom was the proactive one.

He couldn't help but let out a weary chuckle as Grand Bruin landed next to him, staring down at him resolutely. No getting out of this one, for sure, and now that they were alone, he'd have to take his lumps. "Fuck, man...you hit like a truck, don't usually see you let loose like that."

"You don't usually get me one-on-one with such low stakes, demon. When I don't have to protect anyone in a confined area, that's when I can show you how hard I can hit."

"No kidding...and here I thought you weren't into the rough kind of foreplay, Kalide."

Grand Bruin's stoic façade broke at the sound of his real name, as he smirked down at Cariboom dirtily. "Don't pretend you didn't enjoy it, Montauk, I can see you almost bursting out of that thing you call clothing." Indeed, there was a considerable bulge in the skimpy garment, barely covering the menace's erection and certainly not concealing it. "Maybe if you're lucky tonight, I'll give it a chance to shoot."

Montauk just grinned back up at him. "Just try to make it, Pooh Bear."

"I think I'll do just that." In a flash, the bear's armor disappeared, leaving in its wake a very nude, very large, very horny bear. Even like this he clearly possessed great power that could stand toe-to-toe with the world's fiercest antagonists, and even without that he had a body that would drive envy in gods, though Montauk was a match for him in physique. His own erection was protruding from his sheath, pointed at the tip but quickly reaching a rather massive girth quickly thereafter, and a length that would terrify some.

Now prepared for his part in the action, Kalide pounced on Montauk, landing hard on the villain and driving a grunt out of him. One behemoth paw lashed out, shredding the stretchy fabric covering the caribou's loins and making his cock spring out, a bit of wetness flicking off. He seemed even bigger at first glance, but it was mostly his flatter head giving that impression, as he was more uniformly thick all the way down; in length and at the widest points, they were practically equal, with Kalide having a shade of an advantage in the former and Montauk possessing just a bit more in the latter.

"Whoof, someone's eager. What, haven't been getting your fill with the ladies you've saved lately? They aren't ready for Freddy?"

The hero growled deeply, a paw clenching down on the beast's shoulder, claws digging in somewhat painfully. "I don't take advantage of my charges, and my action is my own business." The tone was only semi-serious, though; Montauk was riling him up deliberately, and he was letting it happen, because goddamn if it wasn't a huge turn-on when he had the caribou at his mercy. In truth, he was getting enough to satisfy him otherwise, but nothing measured up to this.

Were anyone to discover the trysts they had, he had a lot more to lose than Montauk did. It was no secret that heroes and villains sometimes hooked up, and worked each other over in the course of business fairly frequently. But Cariboom was one of the greater menaces, his power was devastating and he was relentlessly destructive, he relished his evil nature and used it to terrorize. Not the kind of guy who a hero could be fucking without lots of questions being asked, even one of the stature of Grand Bruin. Kalide knew this, knew what it could mean for the name he'd built up for himself...but it was hard to care when he got the best action of his life off of him. Nothing compared to him, the excitement he got from these rounds, the pure satisfaction of conquest or otherwise. He wouldn't have kept with it if it wasn't for that.

"Rrr, someone's frisky..." Despite the wear on his body, Montauk more than than ready for a rough ride. Heck, this was about the only part of dealing with Grand Bruin that he liked...getting his ass handed to him by the bear wasn't much fun, nor was having his thirst for destruction go unquenched whenever his plots were stopped. Though, calling them plots was overstating it...he mostly just leapt in on a whim, never planning ahead. He didn't have the patience for that sort of thing. "Why don't you start working that twig of yours inside me, see if you can make me feel it this time?"

"Oh, you want to feel it, I'll make sure you feel it..." Kalide drew his cock down along Montauk's, the tip leaving a streak of wetness along the moose's shaft, before pressing in against his pucker. His grip tightened, and the rush of power and control took him over. Without any hint of ease, he drilled himself into Montauk, sheathing into him as fast as he could, roaring at the potent pleasure that coursed through him. To his credit, Montauk managed to keep his response to a restrained grunt, though he felt that blow as much as the punches from earlier.

From there it only got more brutal. Kalide started hammering in with the speed and strength one would expect from him in the middle of battle, not lovemaking. He had more than one speed, he could've been the most gentle lover to someone he cared about, but this wasn't that kind of person. No, this was someone he could unleash his inner beast on, and he did so with relish, a fearsome grin rising on his muzzle as he pounded Montauk for all he was worth. The vice-like grip on his cock made each thrust heavenly, a searing rush down the length of the shaft that coursed through his nethers, making them tingle and buzz like few others could.

Under the assault, Montauk could do little but endure, ride out Kalide's impulses and get out of it what he could. His fingers curled in the dirt, a betrayal of the pleasure he was getting out of it...he'd never admit to anyone how much he enjoyed these romps, but there was a reason he kept letting them happen. The furious strength pinning him down and ravaging him, delivering blows to his insides that could never be compared, pummeling his prostate into dust, made him feel more alive than just about anything short of wanton destruction. His drooling cock betrayed this unashamedly, his fur taking on a saturation from his pre, the scent working its way up to Kalide's nose and feeding primal instincts. His grunts and groans had given way to pants and moans, and he began clenching down to tease the bear and rile him up further.

Kalide's growls were picking up steam, but he wasn't done yet. No, he had another gear, one he rarely used even with Montauk, but the moose had been goading him and it was more than time to put him in his place properly. A bright glow overcame his body, and his speed and power ramped up further, the pulses of his power joining the impacts of his thrusts. Montauk had not been prepared for this, and let out a yell as the new force immediately tripled his pleasure, sending a thunderbolt through him that would've had him bucking off a lesser man. Kalide kept him firmly under control, though, ensuring he never moved more than a bit of squirming.

It wasn't much longer before the two of them were reaching their limits, the intensity overcoming their fearsome endurances quite effectively. Montauk was practically shaking as he took what Kalide had to give, while the bear just seemed to be getting stronger by the moment, delivering more brutal strikes into his victim to drive him over the edge. As much as he fought against it, the moose simply had no chance under the withering attack, and finally burst out with a loud bellow as his cock shot a thick load of semen over his coat, matting the fur with the musky fluid. Each pulse sent it hard out, some of it reaching all the way up to his muzzle, ropes landing in his mouth and forcing him to taste himself.

Kalide followed him up shortly after, a deep roar erupting from his maw as he drove in once more, spraying his ursine cum deep into the moose's body. It felt almost like a bomb going off inside Montauk, the high-energy state of his body ramping up the force of the expulsions beyond any normal being. And that was just the first of many...Montauk could only jerk and squirm as round after round was slammed into him, each one putting another pressure on his body and forcing another shot of his own to burst out, further messing himself up. Even when his body's production slowed to a crawl, he could feel each strike trying to push his body further, to the point where it was almost agonizing.

But Kalide couldn't keep that up forever, and finally both his emissions and the radiance of his body ceased, returning him to a more docile state. He was panting hard, his cock still leaking a little bit of cum into the moose's rear. Montauk had slumped down, chest heaving up and down in his exhaustion; the fucking had taken all the remaining fight out of him, and they both knew it. He didn't move even as he felt the bear pull out, a thin trickle of fluid leaking from his hole, most of it having rush so deep inside that it wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Kalide looked over his handiwork with a feeling of pride and satisfaction; it was an incredible stress reliever to overpower a villain of Cariboom's caliber so thoroughly, not to mention the immense workout. "Well, that was fun. Looks like you enjoyed it as much as I did...I'll have to go into high gear more often. Guess I'm gonna be taking you in now..."

"Mmph...you know they can't hold me long," Montauk fired back, still a bit of cheek in his tone. "I'll be back on the streets before you know it, and ready to cause more mayhem."

"And I'll be ready to go, to take you down again. And take your ass again, when I get that chance."

"Hah...only if I don't get yours first. It's only a matter of time before I get to turn the tables on you again...can't wait to make you my bitch again, Teddy..."

Kalide snorted. "We'll see about that."