I Make The Good Girls Go Bad (24/??)

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Title: I Make The Good Girls Go Bad 24/??
Author: eternal_moonie
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I only own the man responsible for this change in the women's behaviour.
Pairing: Another interlude is at hand!
Note: Just by one touch the behaviour of each woman is changed. Inspired by the song from Cobra Starship featuring Leighton Meester.
Feedback: Is total love.
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Jan Black sat there in his apartment the next morning and had brewed himself some coffee just the way Sexteria made it. He'd gotten a new batch of that delicious coffee brand thanks to his girlfriend Syrce who had brought some over on that one night when she had returned into his life... and his heart.

Just thinking about her made him smile as he sipped the delicacy, when his mind slipped from Syrce to the girls he had marked with his touch this week... Naomi Clark, Elle Bishop, Claire Bennet and Ariel Dubois. He licked his lips as he remembered the encounters with them.

When the coffee cup was empty he put it in the washing machine and let it do its work while he walked into the living room, his mind once more had delved into thought about those girls. The quota he needed was still not the maximum amount... and then there had been that woman Sara Pezzini who had already given birth to her own child. Maybe she was expendable...

He took a seat on the couch, sitting crosslegged on the piece of furniture as he opened his mind to the girls.

The black marks began to glow black, the sex dealer did not care which environment the girls were in, he just needed them right now...

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Naomi Clark was at her house, lounging in the sun after having applied some sunscreen on her body while dressed in a red bikini.

This time she was alone, not with her friends. Her thoughts returned to that one night a few days ago when another chapter of high school was closed for now... and in a few months another would start, her final year at West Beverly. That night... she swallowed hard as she remembered what Mr. Cannon had almost done to her... if it hadn't been for Jan Black, that vacation wouldn't have started off on a good note.

Jan Black... she thought. The first thing she would do when she got back to school was ask the principal if someone was registered there with that name.

I wouldn't do that if I were you... Naomi Clark. sounded a voice through her head and something pulsed black on her body.

"Ahhh!!" Naomi groaned out as she brought her hands to her breasts that were hidden behind her bikini and squeezed. It happened so fast. One moment nobody was there and the next she felt her bikini bottom being slid down her legs and a tongue licking her clit.

It wasn't the real Jan Black... it was a trick he had pulled before with the other girls he had marked before he had met Naomi Clark, it was Jan Black replica number 1.

Naomi squirmed again, having a strange desire to feel his tongue hardening her nipples instead of at her pussy and something else entirely in her pussy. "You came..." she whispered huskily...

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Elle Bishop was on the run. She had to keep a low profile. She SO didn't want Sylar to find her again. True, Jan Black had what, orbed, zapped, transported him away to parts unknown, but that didn't mean that Elle Bishop was out of the woods yet. She was now in a hotel room, hiding from the rest of the world that wanted to harm her. Now that she was the only living Bishop, not only Sylar was looking for her, everyone connected to Level 5 of the Company was looking for her.

Funny how at first she hadn't wanted to be caged and now she needed to be to keep a low profile. She lay there on the hotel bed, totally nude, tossing and turning for a few nights now. She had ordered the owner that a maid hadn't been necessary for her, had paid him extra to keep her from this room. She kept having nightmares about Sylar and all the others who wanted to hurt her, until now.

Elle gasped as her cheeks burned... but not by fire or electricity, no... her cheeks glowed black as the mark came to life on her face.

"Seems like you could use some company... but don't worry, it's not company from the Company."

"That's NOT funny, Jan Black!" She yelled, but was silenced by his touch. "Shhh, hush, I'm here now." he whispered as he trailed kisses up and down her legs, torturingly not touching her pussy or breasts... yet. 

Yet he wasn't the real Jan Black, it was Jan Black Replica number 2 who gave her these feelings.

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It was true, Claire Bennet had found out. This Jan Black had spoken the truth. A man named Sylar had tried to kill her on Homecoming... and a guy named Peter Petrelli had rescued her. Yet she didn't feel nothing for Peter Petrelli. She only felt a deep love for Jan Black for having warned her. And he had also been right about her father Noah. He had everything to do with the Company just as Jan Black had told her.

She wanted him right now. Right here, in her bed at the Petrelli Mansion.

In his own place, Jan Black smirked but didn't break his concentration on his meditation. Call it willing his replica's on the girls he had taken this week.

"Did you miss me, Claire Bennet... or should I say Claire Petrelli?" Jan Black Replica number 3 whispered as he stood at the front of her bed. She gasped as she saw him. "You're here..." she whispered as she watched him, mesmerized by the peeling off his clothes, while his hands didn't even touch the clothes to take them off...

"Yes, I am." he whispered back, while he let her ass cheeks burn with the black mark, which elecited a response from her as she jumped from the bed and turned around.

"Do you want to be taken from behind this time, naughty Claire?" he whispered as he lay his hands on the sheets and crawled torturingly slowly toward her. Claire looked over her shoulder at him advance closer toward her, closing the distance a little more with each crawl forward. "Yes," she whispered as her body shook with anticipation, wild lust, thankful that he had finally heard her pleas.

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And then there was Ariel Dubois, who shared a dorm room with a roommate who she didn't like at all. She was always ready to party, whereas Ariel had been in for a party from time to time, but not every night. Her roommate was out again, yay for her, so Ariel was once again alone. Maybe she should ask for a transfer to another room with a much nicer roommate.

Nobody believed her about there having been a librarian called Jan Black. According to the college there was Anne White, an elderly lady who was the sole caretaker of the College Library.

Maybe she was going crazy, what with her mother being special, always solving cases for the District Attorney and all.

She sighed as she got her books together for tomorrow, not looking at the bed for a few seconds.

"Nobody believes you, right Ariel? I know how it feels. But let me tell you that I only appear to those who are worthy of seeing me."

Ariel whirled around, angry. "Why the FUCK did you..." she started, but she was cut off by his naked appearance and by the spot in her neck that pulsed black and with a need to forgive him. Her response had been so out of character, normally she was the sweet girl, the very cute girl who didn't have fuck in her vocabulary. Jan Black Replica Number 4 knew she was going to finish with "lie to me, you bastard!" but he didn't care one bit. He was just here to make her experience his touch again.

"Come here, Little Ariel Dubois, you know you want to." that Jan Black Replica taunted her as he held out his index finger and beckoned her toward him. She undressed before him and then jumped into his arms. "I missed you" she sobbed into his arms while he kissed her neck, heightening her need.

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All replica's acted like one, with only one single purpose: to make their girl come. They fucked as one, albeit not in the same position, for example Claire's Jan Black was fucking her from behind instead of the front like the other replica's did with their girl.

The replica's came at the exact same moment as their girls did. Their mouths went to the girl they had made love to earlier in the week and kissed their lips deeply, before they disappeared in a shower of sparks which were not painful to the touch, just pleasurable and left their girls panting in the aftermath of their orgasms.

In Jan's apartment, Jan finally broke the trance he had been in during his meditation and opened his mind to link it to Syrce.

Syrce, honey?

-Yes, sweetie?

I need you help.

-I always love to help you out. What is that you need?

Could you seduce two of my upcoming conquests's boyfriends for me? When they will see you being busy with them, their hearts will be so crushed that they'll need some comfort, pretty please, honey?

-Of course baby. Name them and I'll do it for you.

Jan Black told the names of the two boyfriends who were currently having a relationship with two of Jan's future conquests who were in that joined Black/Purple Book of theirs...

-Consider it done, baby. Love you.

Thank you, my love.

To Be Continued...