《Forbidden Destiny》Chapter 89
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Kole and Crista arrived at the Vargas household at just past one-thirty, and only about a minute or so before the actual residents of the house arrived. Kole had pulled his little red car to a temporary spot along the street to allow Connor to more easily pull into the garage. Though, when the family arrived home, the adults and Sky somberly went straight into the house from the garage. This left Star to sigh as she exited the garage just as Kole moved his car into the driveway instead.
Star leaned down as Crista lowered her window upon seeing the rather anxious look on Star’s face. Star then spoke to the two in the vehicle sadly, “the bisexual bomb just finally went off in the car. There’s still a bit of fallout. So, I’ll get it if you two wanna run for cover instead of settling in for our weekend of letting them ‘unobtrusively study our alien cluster’” she finished with a sigh before she also headed into the house with her own somber look.
Kole sighed, “so, would you rather stay with their parents who most likely now know that we’re each fucking not only each other, but also both of their children? Or would you rather go home to your lovely parents and sister, post-hearing?”
“Such a choice” Crista mumbled. She then looked back at him “don’t suppose you’re planning on going home to your parents?”
“Fuck no. It’s the weekend. If I’m not sleeping here, then my car is still more comfortable than my parents’ place” he returned in a near mumble.
Crista sighed as she looked back at the house, “it’s October now. Maybe they won’t notice if we just sleep by their pool all weekend?”
“Might get a little chilly” Kole put in with a lack of seriousness.
“We could cuddle?” she asked with a bit of playfulness poking through that worry.
“I’m so going to jail” he conceded with a shrug as he just smirked over at her before the two of them did exit the car at last, their decision apparently made.
A few minutes later, the two were each sitting on the pool patio behind the Vargas house, having went through the side gate rather than the house though. They each had dropped their weekend bags to a place next to them as Kole began distracting himself by picking at what was left of his black nail polish, while Crista chose to begin re-applying her glitter nail polish.
After applying the first layer of silver glitter, she scowled down at it as she waited for it to dry. She then glanced over at Kole, who was still distracted by his own nails. She then bit her lip, looked back down at her hands and took a calculated breath as she did so. She then grinned and held up her hands after running a thumb over one of the now completely dry nails. “All dry” she told Kole, “so much quicker.”
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Kole raised a brow, “you just aliened your nails dry?”
“It worked didn’t it?” she smiled again.
“You’ll be the fastest manicurist in the East” he smirked back at her.
“Stop picking at them. Gimme” she said as she gestured to the now thoroughly chipped polish on his own nails.
“I don’t know if I’m feeling silver glitter today, Cris’” he smirked as he allowed her to take both his hands in hers.
She just shook her head at him before staring down at where she held both his hands in her own now. A moment later, his nail polish had been magically restored to all the jet black splendor that now matched his hair rather well.
“Ta-da” she smiled as she released his hands once more.
He took his hands back and just smirked down at them, “wow, what do I owe you?”
She then couldn’t help giving him a mischievous smirk as she glanced over him from head to toe, “we’ll work something out.”
“Honest officer I was just paying for my manicure in trade. Nothing illegal goin on here” he teased. To which Crista just scowled. After another pause he asked, “so can you do that because Sky and Star are right inside, or cause I’m right next to you?”
“No idea. If only we had some scientists to help us figure it out” she scoffed as she looked out at the pool with a soft sigh.
“Well, if you really wanna go talk to them right now, feel free” he told her with a slight sarcasm as he began searching for a cigarette.
“Maybe by Sunday night I’ll get hungry enough to go inside and face them” she mumbled.
“You? I somehow think they’ll have a bigger problem with me and my piercings being inside their son than you and their daughter having... foreplay?” he shrugged. Though he was bisexual, he still found it hard to consider female on female sex quite as intimate as what he did in his more passionate moments alone with Sky. Though he was sure it was likely probably even more fulfilling than the foreplay that either he or Sky could provide the two young ladies themselves. Then again, there was Sky and his damn pierced tongue. But he quickly pushed that thought away as he moved to light his now located cigarette.
“Is it still just considered foreplay if a strap-on was involved?” Crista smirked.
Her words caused him to choke a bit on the smoke again, “I think that’s a question for the cops” he shook his head, “and probably not one you wanna share with their parents within earshot either” he had to add as he shook his head trying not to allow her words to produce any images in his head. Though considering his attraction to and carnal knowledge of both girls at this point; that was a futile hope.
“Thinking about it now, aren’t you?” Crista teased as she looked over at where he was trying very hard not to look back at her.
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“Shut up” he laughed. He then had to look back as she still grinned mischievously, “just one question though. Who exactly was the wear-er? Just curious.”
“I did seem more ‘durable’ the second time you were inside me, didn’t I?” she chuckled.
“Fuck” he breathed as he tried to subtly readjust his pants as she just giggled again. “So Star’s a top and Sky’s a bottom? Why should I be surprised?”
“I think Star’s pretty diverse” Crista teased, “considering the third time I was with her” she couldn’t help adding.
“Fuck. I’m trying to refrain from too many illegal activities this week, girl” he scolded her with a smirk of his own; to which Crista only giggled again.
But before Crista could continue her assault on his willpower with any more suggestive tidbits, the patio door opened behind them as Connor gave them a rather curious and obviously uncomfortable look. They both looked back at him with their own bit of discomfort obvious as he moved to retrieve a few glasses that had been left on the patio table earlier.
He then forced himself to offer a greeting of some sort to his children’s lovers, “so what are you two doing sitting out here by yourselves?”
“Avoiding our parents?” Kole offered in a mumble as he took another drag.
“And doing our nails... psychically” Crista offered with a nervous smile.
Forgetting the glasses for the moment, Connor took a few steps toward them. He then cast a look at Kole’s cigarette, “they lower the age to buy cigarettes?”
“Cause that’s the worst thing I’ve ever done” Kole scoffed.
Connor shook his head, “and did you say psychically?”
“Yep” Crista confirmed as she gestured to Kole’s nails, “and I didn’t even bring my black with me.”
“So that’s the power you two got? Nails?” Connor shook his head as he stooped down behind the two teens, looking between them curiously.
“And shattering quarterback’s arms with our minds. Or at least mine” Kole admitted.
“What now?” Connor asked as he quickly looked at him.
Kole sighed slightly, “that’s what I did to that rapist prick when he grabbed Crista last week.”
“Shattered his arm? With your mind?” Connor repeated as he moved to pull one of the nearby patio chairs closer and take a seat on it instead, his interest in this subject seeming to have canceled out his misgivings about their sexual relationships with his children, for the moment, anyway.
“That’s also when you got the nosebleed” Crista had to remind Kole worriedly.
“After using your power, like that?” Connor asked before Kole could respond to her words.
“Thought we were calling it random?” Kole asked warily.
“That was before I knew it happened after you psychically attacked someone” Connor put in.
“Or psychically defended someone” Kole corrected pointedly.
“Let’s just say, after using your powers in that way” Connor replied.
Kole then just shook his head and took another drag. “but you said there was nothing in my tests, right?”
“Right. But still, you two aren’t actual hybrids the way Star and Sky are. They’ve been that all their lives. Technically you two just carry the gene for it now. Things could be different for the two of you when you try to make your still human brains access alien powers.”
“So we do, or we don’t have powers then?” Kole returned, both he and Crista’s attention firmly on Connor’s words then.
“Well you obviously do” Connor admitted, “it just may take a toll on you two differently than it does on Sky and Star. As far as I’ve been told, they have no side effects from using any of their powers.”
“So we’re poor man’s alien?” Kole scoffed.
“You do have powers. Just like they do. But I think it’s just; there seems to be some kind of negative effect if you use them without Sky and Star there to give you that added psychic strength. Of course, this is all just a theory, we’d have to...” he then shook his head, “it’s just a theory, for now. And we don’t know, yet, how severe that effect could be.”
“I’ve never had any nosebleeds though” Crista attempted hopefully, though there was worry in her voice.
“Have you done anything when it was just you and Kole? We know he has. But have you?”
“Does this count as just me and Kole?” she looked around.
“Sky and Star are right inside” Connor offered, “I’m guessing that’s close enough to counteract your... nail-work” he stated with a shake of his head. “So you haven’t tried anything without being near them?”
“Just when I was completely by myself” Crista answered, “and that was a big fat fizzle” she frowned.
“Well, Sky and Star can’t access any of their powers when they’re alone either” Connor confirmed, He then sighed heavily, “I think today’s hearing proved that” he said more quietly as he looked down in regret.
“So the moral of the story is don’t try anything big if the cosmic twins aren’t around?” Kole sighed sadly.
“That would probably be your safest bet, for now anyway; til we know more.”
“What about little things though? Like the nails?” Crista asked.
“I don’t know, Crista. But I’d still recommend you not try to use powers without Star or Sky. Like I said, we just don’t know yet” he repeated. He sighed again as he finally remembered his original reason for coming out there. He then reclaimed the glasses and headed back inside, leaving the two rather deflated teens outside to ponder the true scope of any of their so-called abilities at all right then.
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