The second part of this ongoing series is now out on Smashwords!

Sapphica City is about to get a new superheroine: Luna Moth! But before she arrives the story will look into the past, showing a sample of her life at the superhero university, The Academy. During this prolonged flashback the story will explore the intense, and tragically ending, romantic and sexual relationship the young superheroine shared with fellow heroine in training Psigirl.

Back in the present day Glitterburst continues to use play sessions with her neighbor, Mistress Katia, to help ease the way her breasts grow after using her powers. These kinky sexual encounters are growing more intimate, but that intimacy is just another way for Mistress Katia, who is actually the supervillainess Ghost Cat, to better manipulate the naive young superheroine.

Elsewhere in Sapphica City the unpowered Veronica Byrd has lost herself in a world of BDSM-themed perversion as she happily becomes the frequent and now willing sexual slave of the crime lord Lilith. She will finally meet the powerful woman’s “niece”, a young superpowered girl named Jadis. Although seeming shy and uncertain, the young woman is as perverted as she is ambitious and hungry for power. Power that Veronica Byrd, through her profession as a bookseller, will help her grow.

Luna Moth finally arrives in Sapphica City where she’ll have to deal with the messy and complicated feelings she has for Glitterburst. The scars of how things ended with Psigirl, along with her yearlong crush on Glitterburst, will all be things the young heroine has to face.

At the same time Luna Moth will explore the perverse dangers nightlife in Sapphica City offers. But it won’t all be bad for her, for she’ll find the same kind of misplaced comfort with Mistress Katia that Glitterburst has, furthering the evil woman’s plot to collect a harem of superheroines she can fully manipulate and eventually outright control.

This one-handed read centers on BDSM-themed sexual relationships mainly between older and younger women and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. Kinks/themes include mental/emotional manipulation and outright mind control, sexual scenes of dubious and outright non-consent, oral sex, strap ons, and bondage.

As with all my work you can get access to this story if you are a backer on Patreon. Any level of backing will give you access to a password protected webpage with the story on it, and if you back at the 3$ level or higher you get a coupon code for a free copy of the ebook.

I’ve become pretty enamored with these characters and this little lesbian dominated corner of my Heroines Perilous World setting, so I’ll be focusing on this story exclusively for the time being. Hopefully I’ll be able to get the third part out as quickly as I got the second one done.

Below the break you can find a sample chapter from the book!

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Chapter Six: A Year in Luna Moth’s Dorm Room

The Academy, a week after the new cohort arrived…

Luna Moth sat cross-legged on her bed, anxiously playing with her blankets. Sitting cross-legged in front of her was her new friend, the FIRST friend the shy girl had managed to make at The Academy. At least Luna Moth THOUGHT Psigirl was her friend.

She’s been talking to me and hanging out with me like we’re friends since our first day here, Luna Moth thought. But sometimes she doesn’t ACT like we’re friends. Sometimes she’s mean. Sometimes… no, MOST of the time, she reminds me of those bullying mean girls that made my life such a hell in high school.

“Tell me why your dorm room has such a big window and mine doesn’t,” Psigirl demanded.

Luna Moth was so groggy and shy that she was unable to make eye contact with the bossy girl sitting across from her. “Don’t you already know that?” she asked, her voice so quiet she knew the other girl must be struggling to hear her.

If she didn’t mind that she wouldn’t keep hanging out with me, she told herself. There must be SOMETHING about me she likes! Is it just that she can so easily bully and boss me around? That first day it was like she just chose me out of the crowd and told me I was going to be her best friend and then didn’t give me a choice about it.

“You mean did I use my telepathic powers to reach into your mind without permission and find out?” Psigirl put a hand on her chest and drew in a dramatic gasp, feigning shock and offense. “Me? Do something like THAT?”

She only managed to hold the shocked and hurt look on her face for a few breaths before she broke, bending forward and erupting in wild laughter. “Of course I did,” she admitted, wiping tears of mirth from her eyes when she sat back up. “But the professors have made it VERY clear that a telepath, especially one as seemingly strong and naturally talented as me, needs to PRETEND they don’t know everything going through other people’s minds. Says it puts them at ease. So even though every day I get a little better at reading people’s minds, to the point I barely even think about it now, I pretend I DON’T know everything going on in their heads.”

She kept going, showing no sign that she expected or even wanted any kind of response from Luna Moth. “In fact, I’ve gotten so good at it that I can be holding a conversation while doing a deep dive into someone’s mind. Reading all their memories, learning their deepest secrets, and the person I’m talking to would NEVER know!”

Luna Moth’s pale-skinned cheeks flushed. “Is that what you’re doing right now?” she asked meekly, eyes darting up to momentarily meet Psigirl’s eyes.

Psigirl smirked at her and ignored the question, instead repeating the one she’d started their conversation with. “Why do you get a dorm room with such a big window in it? And why aren’t there any curtains on it?”

Luna Moth looked at her window, wincing a bit at how bright the sunlight coming in was. She didn’t MIND the sun, it had just left her groggy and disoriented ever since her P-Gene activated. But life required her to endure the sun, often even letting the sunlight bathe her so she could get a small hit of dim moonlight.

“I found out almost right away that moonlight charges my powers,” Luna explained, a little annoyed she was telling Psigirl something she thought the girl already knew. “Even soaking up the bit of moonlight that comes to me when the moon is up during the day is important. So… big windows for more moonlight.”

 Psigirl cocked her head and gave Luna Moth a quizzical look. “I’ve never seen you at night. Are you a bit… perkier then?”

“Yeah,” Luna Moth replied sleepily.

“Even when the moon isn’t up?”

“Even when the moon isn’t up,” Luna Moth confirmed. “The sun makes me… Groggy? Not sleepy, exactly. It’s too bright… No… No, not too bright. I LIKE bright things, just not the sun. It’s like… Like it makes too MUCH brightness. I like light best when it’s intense but small.”

Psigirl chuckled. “You’re like an actual moth! Wait… Do you turn into a moth or something?” she asked, pulling back a bit. “I don’t know if I want my BFF to be a bug,” she added, making a grossed-out face.

“I don’t turn into a bug,” Luna Moth said meekly. “But… um, I can grow moth-like wings. Well, not GROW them. This energy that looks a bit like glowing pixie dust appears behind me and forms into them. Professors said eventually they should get solid enough to let me fly, but that hasn’t happened yet. I can’t even make them appear regularly yet.”

“Wow,” Psigirl said, blinking in shock. “I think that’s the most I’ve heard you talk at once. Maaaaaaybe I should let you talk more.” She smiled, leaning forward and placing a hand on Luna Moth’s knee. “Should I let you talk more, Luna Bug?”

Luna Moth had been managing to keep eye contact but as soon as the girl had put her hand on her knee her eyes had darted away. Her cheeks had flushed, growing brighter red when the girl had used the teasing pet name for her.

“Don’t call me that, please,” she said, voice almost a whisper.

“Why not?” Psigirl asked, pulling her hand back.

She’s angry. She’s angry I told her ‘no’. She ALWAYS gets mean if I don’t exactly what she wants.

“I asked you a question,” Psigirl said, voice firm and impatient.

Luna Moth was breathing heavily as she stared at the blankets between them. “You already know the answer, don’t you? Already read it in my mind, right?”

“I want to hear you say it,” Psigirl said, voice more kind than it had been a moment before. “I… I like listening to you talk. Well… I like WATCHING you talk. You’re cute when you get excited. You’ve got these thin, wide, yet kind of plump lips. And when you talk and get excited they kind of curl up at the sides in this cute little smile and—” She cut herself off.

Luna Moth looked up to see the pretty, light-skinned, red-haired girl blushing. She’d NEVER seen her blush.

Could it be that she has a crush on me just like I have a crush on her? No… No, that can’t be what this is. She keeps calling me ‘BFF’. She hasn’t shown any sign of wanting more than that. Except that, just there. Talking about my lips like that? Saying I’m cute?!

“I always liked bugs, especially moths,” Luna Moth began, making herself meet Psigirl’s eyes. As she thought about her love of insects she felt a rush of excitement and became painfully aware for the first time of the way the corners of her lips twisted up in a small smile when she got excited like this. “Especially the Luna Moth. I always thought they were beautiful.”

Her slight smile faltered. “But everyone always made fun of me. ‘Ew, a girl who likes bugs! What’s wrong with you? What are you, a bug girl?’ That one stuck all the way from grade school to graduation. I was so happy to get away from school and mean girls who would call me ‘bug girl’,” she added, looking up and giving Psigirl a pointed look. Mean girls a lot like you, she thought, not daring enough to say the words out loud but hoping Psigirl was reading her mind and would hear her.

Psigirl showed no sign she’d understood the accusation nor heard Luna Moth’s thoughts. “So, what, you chose ‘Luna Moth’ just because you like that species of moth and your wings look a bit like moth wings?”

“No,” Luna Moth said. “My wings look a LOT like moth’s wings, specifically a Luna Moth’s. And the color of my wings are this really pretty pale green color that is just like a Luna Moth’s.”

“Kind of like your hair?” Psigirl asked, reaching out and touching Luna Moth’s curly mess of vibrant lime-green hair. She pulled her hand back almost right away like she hadn’t meant to reach out that way. “It’s pretty,” she added softly, averting her eyes shyly for a moment.

When she looked back the normal overconfident look she almost always wore was back on her face. “It’s crazy that so many people’s hair changed colors when their P-Gene activated! I mean, mine was already red, but like normal REAL red. Kind of orange, ya know? Now look at it,” she said, shaking her head of thick, vibrantly red-colored hair. “It’s like a god damned crayon now! Almost called myself ‘crimson’ something.”

“I like ‘Psigirl’,” Luna Moth said. “And I like your hair. It’s way prettier than mine.”

Psigirl preened, running her hands through her vibrantly colored thick bob. “I know you said ‘pretty’ but I know what you mean is ‘hot’. It’s okay, I AM hot and almost everyone thinks so,” she said, voice full of unrepentant vanity.

“Even before my P-Gene activated and I got even hotter like we all did my body was small, tight, and fucking hot. Maybe I was a bit flat, but MOST people don’t care too much about that, not with as fit of a body and as good of an ass as I have. I THOUGHT I knew most people thought so. But now I hear their thoughts even when I’m not trying to and now I KNOW they think I’m hot.” She smiled slyly. “I know whenever ANYONE thinks I’m hot.”

Luna Moth knew the girl knew she had a HUGE crush on her. She’s teasing me, she thought, turning red and looking away. When she saw the window she remembered where their conversation had started.

“I wish we had classes after dark,” she said as she stared unhappily out at the sunny evening, wishing the sun set earlier where they were. The sun wouldn’t set for a couple of hours, yet they’d already finished classes for the day. “But almost no one else’s powers in our cohort work like mine. I tried talking to the professors about it, but they said they can’t start accommodating individual students like that till there’s a lot less of us.”

“Well, that shouldn’t take long,” Psigirl snorted. “We’ve been here, what, a week? And it feels like at least one person from our cohort has quit or been kicked out every day. We keep losing superpowered classmates at this pace and there won’t be many of us left at graduation time.”

“You notice it’s been mostly boys?” Luna Moth asked.

Psigirl scoffed again. “Course I did. No loss there,” she added, voice full of almost evil-sounding glee. “I mean, I’ve had my fun with boys, but THESE boys are the worst! I know they told us in superhuman sexuality that all our libidos are going crazy, but I think each and every one of these superpowered boys were horny little creeps BEFORE their powers activated.

“You know, I hear most of the male creeps that wash out of The Academy go on to become supervillains. We’re going to have to fight those gross assholes once we graduate! And we KNOW what happens now if we are dumb enough to let one of them ‘defeat’ us. YUCK! I’m not letting ANY of these boys defeat me so he can have his way with me. What about you?”

Luna Moth blinked, as surprised as she always was when one of Psigirl’s long rants abruptly ended with a question.

“I never liked ANY boys very much,” Luna Moth admitted. “And I wasn’t too happy when I learned the kind of things most superheroines end up doing with their male foes…” She trailed off, shivering a little. “I don’t think I’d EVER be able to do stuff like THAT to help me get the upper hand with a bad guy.” Luna Moth glanced up at Psigirl, feeling her eyes on her.

The pretty red-haired girl had a fiendish smile on her face. “But what if it was a bad GIRL?” she asked.

“You know the answer already, don’t you?” Luna Moth muttered, averting her eyes and flushing hot red again. The idea of a male supervillain defeating her and doing sexual things to her made her want to puke. But put a supervillainess into that fantasy and suddenly Luna Moth had VERY different feelings. Confusing ones she refused to think too deeply about.

“You ever kiss a boy before coming here?” Psigirl asked, suddenly changing the subject.

“Blech! No,” Luna Moth spit out before she knew what was happening. “No,” she said again more calmly. “I never had any interest in boys. Would have rather kissed a bug,” she added. “And I don’t care what they say in superhuman sexuality, that’s NOT going to change for me.”

“Well then, what about girls?” Psigirl asked. “Ever kissed one of them?”

Luna Moth could hear the excitement in Psigirl’s voice but wasn’t sure where it was coming from. Was she just excited to gossip, or did she have a personal interest in whether Luna Moth liked kissing girls?

“Um… I’ve kissed a couple of girls,” Luna Moth said meekly. She looked up and saw Psigirl giving her a skeptical look.

“Is that so?” The girl pressed her pointer and forefinger against her temple and concentrated. The strained look on her face lasted only a moment, replaced by an amused smile. “Oh. My. God. You are such a liar! You’ve never kissed ANYONE.”

She laughed, shaking her head. “You realize at least half the other members of our cohort weren’t virgins when they got to The Academy? And a week in and most of those that WERE virgins have already punched their V cards?”

“It’s easy for girls who are into boys,” Luna Moth said a bit grumpily.

“Luna Bug,” Psigirl said, putting a hand on Luna Moth’s knee again, “it’s easy for EVERYONE here. Everyone wants to fuck EVERYONE! So what if you’re not into boys? Plenty of girls around to kiss then lose your V card too.

“Hell, I thought I’d only ever have interest in boys before my P-Gene activated. I mean, I didn’t even LIKE most boys but the idea of being with a girl made me want to gag! If you’d ever had to visit where I grew up you’d understand. Wasn’t anyone brave enough to fly a pride flag in my hometown. If there WERE any gay people they kept it quiet.

“But now? Fucking hell, I can’t STOP thinking about being with another girl. I’m always so fucking horny, ya know? Of course you do, we ALL are. And these skintight bodysuits they all make us wear?” She looked down and pulled at the black and yellow uniform all the Academy students had to wear till after they graduated and got to make their first REAL costumes. “You get to see every male bulge and every mouthwatering feminine curve. And everyone is so god damned hot, ESPECIALLY the women. I think more about women than I do boys at this point.”

She paused, looking at Luna Moth as though she’d forgotten the girl was sitting on the bed with her. “Okay, look, I can handle having a BFF that’s a virgin. I mean, that won’t last long, right? They say we’re ALL going to be so constantly horny it will drive some of us batty if we don’t find a partner or three to help with it. My shy little Luna Bug has to come out of her cocoon and fuck SOMEONE before long. I won’t be pushy about it. But having a BFF that hasn’t even kissed someone? I can’t be THAT kind of girl. So, I’m going to help us both out.”

The conversation had taken a sharp turn Luna Moth hadn’t expected. She expected it even less when Psigirl launched herself at Luna Moth, tackling her and pinning her to the bed.

She held her down, laying on top of her with her face inches from hers. There had been a predatory eagerness on her face when she’d attacked Luna Moth, but now Psigirl looked less certain. More nervous. And could Luna Moth feel the girl shaking a bit?

“I’ve never kissed a girl before either,” she admitted, speaking in a soft whisper as though she was afraid someone might overhear her. “I’ve thought about it every day since…” She trailed off for a moment. “Since my P-Gene activated,” she finally said as though it hadn’t been what she was originally going to say. “But the place I was raised… It’s not the easiest thing to do after growing up there.”

Luna Moth lay under her, staring up into her eyes. They were an intense shade of bright red that almost matched the unnatural red of the girl’s eyes. Gay panic. This is what gay panic feels like, she thought, unable to move or speak. The weight of Psigirl’s body on hers and the heat it was radiating through the skintight thin fabric of their uniforms felt incredible. Psigirl’s face was so close to hers… Her LIPS were so close to hers!

“How about I start by kissing your neck?” Psigirl asked.

Luna Moth pushed past her gay panic to answer. “Alright,” she whispered, turning her head to expose her long, slender neck to Psigirl. She closed her eyes, wanting to concentrate on what it felt like.

She took in a deep breath when she felt Psigirl lean in. She held the breath in till she felt the girl’s lips gently press into her neck, exhaling and letting out a soft moan. It was an uncertain, hesitant kiss.

Psigirl followed it with another that was less cautious but just as gentle. Then another carefully placed half an inch higher up Luna Moth’s neck. Then another and another, each growing a little firmer and a tad wetter as Psigirl started parting her lips slightly.

Luna Moth shivered and moaned softly as the girl kissed her way up her neck. She reached her jawline, stopping for a moment then continuing closer to Luna Moth’s lips.

The next kiss would be on Luna Moth’s lips, but the girl had stopped. Luna Moth’s eyes fluttered open, finding Psigirl staring anxiously into her eyes.

“I’m going to kiss you properly now, okay?”

Luna Moth, eyes wide and body shaking slightly, nodded. “Okay,” she said, the word so breathy and quiet she wasn’t even sure she’d said it.

They both closed their eyes as Psigirl leaned in for the kiss. It was a light peck on the lips that left Luna Moth frustrated and disappointed. But Psigirl followed it up with another, one a little firmer that lasted longer.

The third kiss wasn’t soft. It was aggressive. Psigirl forcefully parted Luna Moth’s lips, invading the girl’s mouth with her tongue. Luna Moth froze up again, the aggression putting her into gay panic once more.

“I think I liked that,” Psigirl whispered when she pulled away. “Like it’s something I’m doing TO you, not WITH you.” She paused, eyes growing intense. “And you liked it, too. I saw it in your mind,” she added, making it clear she knew because she’d been reading Luna Moth’s mind.

Luna Moth felt a bit violated that the girl was reading her mind during such an intimate moment. There was a momentary flash of anger that was quickly replaced by a confusing flash of confused arousal. Why had the violation turned her on? It didn’t make sense, but in that moment all Luna Moth could think clearly about was the heat and how she wanted more.

“Yes,” Psigirl said with a nod to herself, “I like this a LOT. I like taking what I want almost as much as I’m enjoying kissing a girl.”

After that the two got lost in a long, wild make out session, one where Psigirl was always in charge even when their wild rolling around on the bed left Luna Moth on top of her. It was sloppy, wet, and unskilled. Yet thanks to their supercharged libidos both girls were left dizzy with arousal.

Just when Luna Moth was starting to think the hands wandering over each other’s bodies meant the make out session was about to turn into something more it ended.

“I’m not ready for more,” Psigirl huffed as she suddenly pulled away from Luna Moth. She scrambled out of the bed, straightening her uniform as she stood up. “Sorry, Luna Bug, but I… I need to go.”

Luna Moth wanted to shout and wail in frustration. Everything had been so good. So intense. So fucking hot. And she wanted more, she NEEDED more. It left her realizing that the moment her friend closed the door to her dorm she’d be peeling her uniform off so she could masturbate.

My friend! Oh no, did I just fuck everything up and lose my only friend?

“No, you haven’t,” Psigirl said quietly as she grabbed the doorknob but didn’t turn it. “That’s not what’s happening,” she said quietly without turning around to look at Luna Moth. “We’re still friends. You’re my BFF, remember? BFFs till the end. This was just a little… a little exploration. Me helping you out, remember?”

 For an awkwardly long time Luna Moth didn’t say anything. It didn’t FEEL like something two girls who were just friends would do. She didn’t WANT it to be something she did with someone she was just friends with. She wanted it to be more, and she wanted there to be more of it.

“Maybe,” Psigirl said in a whisper Luna Moth had barely heard. “MAYBE one day we’ll do something like that again,” she said a bit louder, hand still on the doorknob and still not looking back at Luna Moth. “But we’re JUST friends, understand?”

“I… Sure,” Luna Moth said, deflating a bit.

“Thanks for understanding, Luna Bug,” Psigirl said before opening the door and leaving Luna Moth alone to work out her sexual frustrations.

At the time that had been all she could think about. The sexual pressure that built up inside them was maddening and it HAD to be worked out. Later, much later, Luna Moth would think back on that first evening Psigirl had bullied her way into her dorm room. Would things have ended up differently if she’d done something different?

Luna Moth and Psigirl shared so much in that dorm room throughout the next year. So much intensity. So much passion. So much frustration and confusion. So many lies and half-truths. And finally, in the end, one awful evening that would make every other day in that room hard for either girl to remember without feeling sick to their stomach.  

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A week later…

“Fucking hell I’m horny,” Psigirl said as soon as the door to Luna Moth’s dorm room was closed. She pushed past the room’s owner to flop dramatically onto the girl’s bed, landing on her back with a dramatic sigh. “It’s these damn uniforms they make us wear,” she said, tugging at the front of the yellow and black bodysuit every superhero in training wore.

She lay on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. “Skintight. You can see everyone’s everything! Every bugle, every curve. Let’s you see how fucking hot everyone is, and how many of our bodies are still getting hotter!”

Luna Moth let Psigirl rant. They’d been friends for two weeks and this was far from the first time she’d heard this particular rant.

“Everyone is somehow getting thinner but thicker at the same time,” Psi girl went on. “Well, ALMOST everyone,” she said, comically patting her still nearly flat chest. “Don’t think I’ll be getting the sudden growth spurt most women here seem to have gotten,” she added, looking up and winking at Luna Moth.

Luna Moth flushed, grabbing her small breasts protectively as she sat on the edge of her bed. “They didn’t grow much,” she said meekly.

Psigirl sat up, pulling her legs in to sit cross-legged. “They grew enough to notice,” she said, eyes wild with lust.

Luna Moth was convinced the lust wasn’t directed specifically at her. She hadn’t experienced the extreme mania of arousal most in their cohort were struggling with, but she’d seen it plenty. And she’d seen her best, and only, friend struggling with it more than most.

“Don’t pretend like you’re not as worked up and sexually frustrated as I am,” Psigirl suddenly said. “I read your mind all the time and—”

“I wish you wouldn’t do that without permission,” Luna Moth said, her voice a little less groggy and meek than it normally was.

Psigirl ignored her, continuing to talk as though she hadn’t heard her friend speak. “And I saw what you were thinking when you noticed that pink-haired girl in class today. You know exactly who I’m talking about, what was her name?”

“Glitterburst,” Luna Moth said, fidgeting with her fingers as she stared at her lap. Just thinking about the cute, perky girl made her feel flutters in her chest. There was just something about her…

“Yes, Glitterburst, that’s the one! At first I thought you knew I was reading your mind and you were trying to make me laugh. Then I remembered you NEVER realize I’m in your head and that couldn’t be what was happening. Hell, Luna Bug, you practically wet yourself when you saw her use her powers for the first time! Like a moth drawn to a flame or something.”

“Her powers are pretty,” Luna Moth said defensively as she continued to play with her fingers and stare at a lap.

Psigirl crawled to kneel beside Luna Moth. “Bet you wouldn’t mind having those sparkling fingers in you,” she teased, putting her hand on Luna Moth’s leg and running her hand up the girl’s inner thigh.

Luna Moth let out a gasping, surprised moan. The teasing caress had been unexpected and felt MUCH better than Luna Moth could have expected. Alarmed, she slammed her thighs tightly closed, accidentally locking Psigirl’s hand in place.

“Knew you were as horny as I was,” Psigirl teased when Luna Moth was able to regain enough control to loosen her legs. “Wanna do something about it?” the girl asked her, moving in closer so Luna Moth could feel the heat of her breath on her long, slender neck. “Help each other out like we did that one day?”

Luna Moth started to shake. “As just friends?”

“As just friends,” Psigirl told her as she returned her hand to Luna Moth’s thigh. She caressed her leg, leaning in to breathe on her neck. “Very, VERY close friends,” she added before nuzzling Luna Moth’s neck with her nose then planting a gentle kiss on it. “What do you say?”

Luna Moth didn’t respond, not verbally. She leaned into Psigirl, letting her continue to nuzzle and kiss her neck. She moaned softly, unable to think clearly enough to make a decision. She wanted her friend, wanted her so bad it hurt. She spent far more time than she wanted to admit laying in this bed playing with herself and fantasizing about being with her. And she WAS horny, so horny it fucking hurt.

But did she want THIS? Did she want to make out or whatever Psigirl was after as “just friends”?

“A little exploration?” Psigirl asked, running her hand up Luna Moth’s leg then continuing up her body. She firmly pushed the girl onto her back, leaning over to kiss up her neck towards her lips. “Help us both have another first?” she asked before kissing her to remind her of the last first they’d shared.

She climbed on top of Luna Moth, pinning her aggressively to the bed and continuing the kiss. It was a wet, passionate kiss that Luna Moth submitted to instantly.

“You’re going to give me what I want,” Psigirl said, running her hands down Luna Moth’s arms. She grabbed her wrists, pulling them up and pinning them to the bed beside the girl’s head. “I’m going to TAKE it. And you love that, don’t you?”

Luna Moth moaned softly as the girl licked and kissed her way down her neck. The movement away from her mouth left her dizzy with panic-filled arousal. “W-what d-did you h-have in mind?” she asked as Psigirl’s lips reached the neckline of her uniform.

“Never got to suck on a girl’s tits before,” Psigirl said as she loosened her grip on Luna Moth’s wrists. She sat up a little, running her hands up the length of the girl’s arms.

Luna Moth was staring up into her eyes, watching the wild lust grow even more wild as Psigirl’s hands left her arms and raced toward her breasts. She’s going to grab my breasts. She’s not going to stop. I can’t stop her. I don’t WANT to stop her.

“Since your growth spurt I’ve struggled to keep my eyes off these,” Psigirl said as her hands reached Luna Moth’s small, but noticeably larger, breasts. The wild look in her eyes burnt brighter. “Ooooooh… They feel amazing. Softer yet firmer than I imagined.”

Lune Moth moaned and wiggled happily under the girl’s overeager hands. She was grabbing and massaging her breasts with a greediness that left her feeling VERY wanted. Her gropes were a little too firm, yet Luna Moth was taken by surprise by how good having her breasts played with this way felt.

“Don’t stop,” she gasped. “They’re more sensitive than I realized,” she added a moment later, arching her back slightly to press her chest up into Psigirl’s hands.

Psigirl leaned back down to kiss Luna Moth again while continuing to play with her breasts through her costume. “I love that you don’t wear a bra,” she said the next time their lips parted. She started to kiss her way away from the girl’s lips, working down her neck again.

“Never needed one,” Luna Moth answered breathily as the girl’s lips neared the top of her uniform. “Got used to not wearing one. I guess they’re big enough now that I should start—”

“Don’t,” Psigirl groaned, sounding like the idea of Luna Moth wearing a bra made her feel physically ill. She turned her face to nuzzle it into the girl’s upper chest, running her cheek down to between Luna Moth’s breasts. She then turned her face from side to side, leaning it into the small bulk of each of her breasts.

“I love watching the slight jiggle to them when you walk down the hall. The uniform keeps them supported JUST enough to be decent, but also just enough to be able to easily imagine you’re naked. And I get to see it each time your nipples get hard.” She shuddered at the thought, turning her face so she could put her mouth where she thought one of Luna Moth’s nipples was. She breathed through the fabric of her uniform, moving her lips from side to side.

Luna Moth moaned and wiggled. “That feels amazing,” she gasped.

“I can feel it getting hard through the uniform,” Psigirl moaned back. She grabbed the girl’s hardening nub between her lips and pressed down, making Luna Moth moan louder.

Suddenly Psigirl was sitting up, pulling Luna Moth along with her. She yanked the girl up, her hands going to her back. “Gotta get this off you,” she growled, grabbing the zipper in the back of the bodysuit and yanking it down. “Gotta suck on them wonderful little breasts of yours,” she added, shoving Luna Moth back down onto the bed once the zipper was pulled down to her lower back.

She frantically worked to get the bodysuit off enough to expose Luna Moth’s chest. “God you’re so fucking sexy,” she sighed once she had the girl topless. A moment later she was on her, face pressed into a breast as she wildly licked and sucked on one of Luna Moth’s nipples.

For a long time all Luna Moth could think about was how good everything felt. Psigirl’s mouth was so hot and moist. Her lips sealed around her nipples felt so amazing. Heat was constantly building, sometimes growing too intense and bubbling over. Psigirl would have to abandon her breasts, her lips flying to meet Luna Moth’s so they could make out for a minute or two before she returned to sucking on her breasts.

At one point Luna Moth became a less passive participant. Instead of just lying there and letting it happen to her she started helping build heat too. Her arms wrapped around Psigirl, pulling her in closer. When her fingers found the zipper on the back of her uniform she unzipped it. Somehow Psigirl’s bodysuit got pulled half off, leaving her topless too.

After that Luna Moth’s hands were always in motion, always exploring, always caressing and feeling. Psigirl was short with a surprisingly firm build. Luna Moth reveled in the feel of her soft yet firm body. And even though the girl was flat she was thrilled to grab her nearly nonexistent breasts.

Psigirl flipped them over so Luna Moth was on top. “Your turn,” she panted, grabbing Luna Moth’s head and pushing it towards her chest. “Lick my nipples. Suck on them. Show me how good it can feel.”

Luna Moth did so happily. She delighted in exploring just how different Psigirl’s nipples were to hers. Smaller with almost no areolas but once they got hard the nubs grew so much larger than hers. She adored the feel of them in her mouth. Adored sucking on them. Adored flicking them with her tongue.

At one point Psigirl slipped a knee between Moth Girl’s legs and started rubbing at her pussy. Or Luna Moth had contorted her body to get the girl’s knee there? Was Psigirl rubbing at her, or was SHE grinding against her knee?

The heat was rising too high and they could both feel it. They couldn’t keep going like they were, they had to get more intense.

“No,” Psigirl suddenly said, pushing Luna Moth off her. “No, I… I can’t do more,” she said, scrambling off the bed and quickly putting her uniform back on. “I… I have to go,” she added as she struggled to zip herself up.

Luna Moth lay in the bed, panting and confused. “What?” She felt so dizzy with arousal that she was struggling to understand what was happening.

“Just wanted to try playing with a girl’s breasts, that was all,” Psigirl muttered, still sounding mad with lust. “I can’t handle anymore, not yet. I WANT more, but I’m not ready,” she added, voice strained and sounding like she was on the verge of tears of frustration. Not frustration with Luna Moth, but with herself.

Luna Moth was frustrated and felt like she was on the verge of tears too, but the pain she heard in her friend’s voice let her think past that. “It’s okay,” she said, trying to sound reassuring and not angry.

“Just a little friendly exploration,” Psigirl said with a nod that told Luna Moth the girl needed her to agree with her.

“Sure,” she said. “Just two friends helping each other out.”

The frantic tension on Psigirl’s face eased. She grinned. “Knew you’d make the best BFF ever, Luna Bug,” she said. Psigirl started to head back towards the bed but stopped herself. “Wanna give you a thank you kiss, but I’m afraid I wouldn’t stop there.”

“I wouldn’t mind,” Luna Moth said, unable to stop herself.

“Oh, I know,” Psigirl said, the grin on her face faltering for a moment. “But I… I can’t. We’re JUST friends, okay? Just two superhumans struggling to deal with supercharged libidos and helping each other out, okay? The place I grew up … way I viewed the world till coming to this place… That’s all I can handle for now. Do you understand?”

“Sure,” Luna Moth said reassuringly. But the truth was she DIDN’T understand. She was too lost in an overwhelming mix of hormones and unfulfilled sexual needs to see what was really happening. She was listening to what Psigirl would keep telling her but not fully hearing her, not truly understanding it till it was too late.

Later, MUCH later, when Luna Moth looked back at everything that happened between them she would think she’d known and understood what Psigirl felt and was saying in the beginning. But no matter how many times she ran through the memories she’d never be able to pinpoint the point when she STOPPED understanding.

“Breakfast in the cafeteria tomorrow morning?” Psigirl asked as she moved to leave Luna Moth’s dorm room.

“Of course,” the girl replied. “I can’t imagine starting my day without you.”

“Me either, Luna Bug,” Psigirl said, smiling fondly at her “friend” before leaving her, once more, to work out her sexual frustrations alone.

* * *

Several weeks later…

It was late, far later than the two of them had ever stayed up together in Luna Moth’s dorm room. Outside the night sky was completely clear of clouds, a full moon bathing the world in vibrant moonlight that Luna Moth was eagerly soaking up. With the sun long gone and the moon so bright Luna Moth was able to be her true self. Not lethargic and groggy, not a quiet girl who followed her best friend around like a lost dog. She was perky and bubbly.

Classes were over for the week and they had no reason to be up early the next day, so they’d decided to stay up late together. Psigirl had wanted to see how different Luna Moth was at night in the moonlight and had invited herself to Luna’s dorm room for a “sleepover”.

Psigirl and Luna Moth were on her bed, both dressed in loose-fitting pajamas. Psigirl was sitting cross-legged, her back to the headboard as she excitedly went over a week’s worth of gossip, much of which Luna Moth had already heard from her. Meanwhile, Luna Moth was lying on her stomach, legs kicking happily behind her as she absentmindedly drew in her sketchbook.

The combination of the intense moonlight she was soaking up and all the training they’d received the last few weeks allowed Luna Moth to manifest her glowing moth wings as she lay in her bed. They glittered behind her, occasionally fluttering and sprinkling the bed in fairy dust that would sparkle till it disappeared. They were ALMOST solid. Her instructors had told her it shouldn’t be long before she could manifest them thoroughly enough to use them to fly.

Psigirl was yammering on endlessly. She’d become quite the gossip, and she was always eager to share what she had “overheard” about the other students with Luna Moth. Luna Moth cared a lot less about them than Psigirl did, often only paying just enough attention to nod and agree when Psigirl expected her to.

When Luna Moth was honest with herself only half listening made things easier. She adored her best friend, but sometimes Psigirl was… Well, she was a mean bitch sometimes. She could be stunningly cruel to nearly everyone but her, although her mean girl behavior always seemed to be subdued when Luna Moth was around. That allowed Luna Moth to overlook how cruel Psigirl could be. If she didn’t SEE it she could pretend she wasn’t the kind of person everyone else saw her as.

Who Psigirl was when she wasn’t with her was something Luna Moth thought less and less about. It brought up confusing, often bad feelings she’d rather not feel. She knew Psigirl was intimate with others, but she never wanted to know the details. She told herself it was because those details involved boys, but the truth was far more filled with jealousy then she wanted to admit.

Luckily Psigirl never wanted to share any details about any of her sexual relationships. When they were together it was like that part of Psigirl’s life didn’t exist. She didn’t talk about it and Luna Moth never asked about it.

Sometimes Psigirl would talk about a girl she had a crush on. THAT was safe. They could talk about which girls were hot since they both liked women, something Psigirl was slowly becoming more comfortable talking openly about. But they had VERY different taste in women, so the conversations often devolved into teasing each other about their “awful” taste in women.

That night Luna Moth was focused on drawing, happy to be sketching with her friend sitting close to her on the bed. Before her powers had activated she’d drawn a lot. She’d bought a special sketch book to bring with her to The Academy, a big thick one with a cover encrusted in pink glitter. She’d gotten a special pen to go with it, a cute pink one with a fuzzy light-up pompom on the top.

She tried to use the sketchbook every night, but it wasn’t often she drew for very long because the pen would often distract her. Since her powers activated certain lights, like the one in the fuzzy pink pompom, excited her in confusing sexual ways. Trying to draw would lead to her turning the light on, getting confusingly turned on, and abandoning her sketchbook to masturbate.

That night the pen wasn’t distracting her. Being around Psigirl helped calm her out-of-control libido, especially when Psigirl was sitting as close as she was. In some ways having the girl on her bed left her more worked up, but it was a controlled horniness that calmed her. It wasn’t the wild lust that so many of her fellow students were struggling to deal with, the kind that often led to Psigirl doing things with boys that Luna Moth never wanted to hear about.

“And did you hear what happened next?” Psigirl asked. “Everyone found out what he did. Staff couldn’t ignore it, so BAM, kicked out! Another washout, another superpowered boy who will never be a superhero. Someone said he probably would have been arrested after what he did to her, but he sneaked off the complex before anyone knew what had happened. Who knows, maybe after we graduate we’ll meet him again as a supervillain.”

“Hope not,” Luna Moth said, not looking up from her sketchbook. “I’m hoping wherever I get stationed doesn’t have a lot of male supervillains.”

The mention of their lives AFTER they graduated had left her picturing what that would be like. Patrolling the dark night using her powers to hunt down criminals. It brought to mind dark parks or alleyways lit by a lone lamppost. She found herself drawing those imagined lampposts, swooning a bit as she imagined the light coming from them. She doodled hearts around the lampposts she was drawing, giggling to herself as she did.

Psigirl scoffed. “And where is this magical lesbian paradise you hope to be stationed?”

Luna Moth shrugged. “Suppose as long as I train well and learn to use my powers right it won’t matter. I’m never going to end up like some of the superheroines we hear about. I’m not going to get defeated all the time!”

“Me either,” Psigirl said with determination. “Especially if ALL my powers fully develop. Professors say it might be a while before I can do more than hear other people’s thoughts, that EVENTUALLY I should be able to control them as well. But these telekinetic powers that kicked in? These are the shit. I’m going to be unstoppable once I get the hang of them.”

“IF you get the hang of them,” Luna Moth teased, still not bothering to look up from what she was drawing. “Last time you were bragging and tried to show off you couldn’t even yank the apple I was eating out of my hand.”

Luna Moth balked in surprise as her sketchbook flew out from under her hands and into Psigirl’s “Hey! Give that back,” she said, reaching for the sketchbook.

“Oh. My. God. Are you love-sketching lampposts?”

Luna Moth scrambled up onto her hands and knees, moving to try and take the sketchbook back. She was shoved back by Psigirl’s telekinetic powers, allowing the girl to keep hold of the sketchbook.

“What other love-doodles have you been scrawling in here?” Psigirl asked, flipping through the pages.

Luna Moth rolled her eyes before flopping onto the bed to bury her face in the blankets. She knew there was no point trying to stop Psigirl. She’d do what she wanted, she always did. And it was apparently even easier now that the girl could physically dominate her by using her telekinetic powers.

“Aw, you drew lots of pictures of me! How sweet,” she said, her mocking tone filled with sincere affection that she couldn’t hide. Her tone shifted slightly when she added, “Who’s this other girl you keep drawing?”

There was a sudden flash of… what? Jealousy? Anger? Possessiveness? Luna Moth wasn’t sure, but she didn’t like it. She got up, moving to try and take the sketchbook back.

“Is this that Glitterburst girl?” she asked, flipping the pages till she found another sketch of her. “It is! Oh. My. God. You’re OBSESSED with her! Have you even TALKED to her?”

She HADN’T worked up the courage to talk to Glitterburst and Psigirl knew that, and knowing she knew filled Luna Moth with anger. Before she knew what was happening she’d yanked the sketchbook from the girl’s hand and pulled back out of reach, holding the book protectively to her chest.

“I hate it when you’re mean to me like this,” she snarled at Psigirl. It was only when she saw the shocked look on Psigirl’s face that she stopped. “What?”

“Luna Bug, you’re flying!”

Luna Moth looked down and realized she was floating near the ceiling, her shimmering, glowing moth’s wings fluttering behind her. They were sending a steady shower of shimmering fairy dust raining onto the bed.

After a moment her wings, which had been solid, faded slightly to become made of sparkling energy. This caused her to float down onto the bed. “I flew,” she said in disbelief.

Psigirl went to her, kneeling in front of her. She gently pulled the sketchbook free and tossed it to the side then took the girl’s hands in hers. “It was beautiful! YOU were beautiful. You ARE beautiful,” she said, losing herself in the moment and grabbing Luna Moth to pull her in for a long, soft, passionate kiss.

When she pulled away Luna Moth was breathless, confused, but not wanting to complain. “What was that for?” she asked, feeling overcome with flustered, giddy joy. “And can we do it again?”

Psigirl bit her lip, looking look she wanted to say “yes” but was unable to bring herself to. “We’re just friends,” she said, voice shaking a little but still holding Luna Moth in a way that suggested otherwise.

She bit her lip again, looking like whatever was going through her mind was tormenting her. “How about this? I helped you practice your powers, what if YOU help me practice mine?”

“Sure,” Luna Moth said. The way her “friend” was holding her was making her swoon. In that moment she’d have said anything to make whatever was happening continue. “I’ll do anything you want,” she sighed, lost in the girl’s beautiful, intense red eyes.

“I need more practice with my telekinesis. How about we play a little game? A little game of pretend?”

“Pretend?” Luna Moth asked, confused enough to try to focus past the warm feelings of lust and affection muddling her mind. “Pretend what? What kind of game?”

Psigirl flashed a fiendish-looking grin. “Helpless superheroine and evil supervillainess.”

She let go of Luna Moth. As she did the girl felt an invisible force grab her body and jerk her into the air. Her loose-fitting pajama top and bottom were yanked off her, leaving her floating in just her panties.

A moment later her forearms were yanked behind her back, the same invisible force moving her pinning them there. At the same time she was sent flying across the dorm room. The chair by her small computer desk spun around and jerked to the center of the room so Luna Moth could land in it.

Luna Moth slammed into the chair hard enough that she expected it to slide back to slam into the wall. Instead, it remained where it was like it was bolted to the ground. It was a shocking moment for Luna Moth. Not just shocking to have her arms held like that and be thrown across the room, but to be shocked by how strong Psigirl’s powers had grown and how quickly she was gaining master over them.

She felt another moment of awe when Psigirl stood up and used her telekinetic powers to levitate herself off the bed then set herself down where Luna Moth was being held in the chair.

“Pretty and helpless, like all superheroines should be,” Psigirl said, grinning evilly down at Luna Moth.

Luna Moth’s chest heaved up and down as she stared up into Psigirl’s intense eyes. Was this all pretend? Her voice had changed subtly… She suddenly sounded like a supervillain, not her friend. And that look in her eyes… So intense. So greedy.

It left Luna Moth shaking. She felt afraid. And she was turned on, VERY turned on. She always got turned on when Psigirl was physically domineering, but this was something different. Luna Moth was being held helpless in a chair, her arms pinned behind her back. Everything was happening so quickly… The embarrassment of Psigirl teasing her about Glitterburst, the fight over the sketchbook, her flying, and then that kiss?

And now this. Whatever THIS was. What was it? Luna Moth didn’t know. It was intense, she knew that. And it felt VERY sexual, although at that moment she wasn’t quite sure WHY it felt that way. Was it just because it had come so soon after the kiss? Because Psigirl had nearly stripped her? The way she was being held in the chair with her arms held behind her back?

Psigirl leaned over Luna Moth, putting her hands on the girl’s upper chest and pinning her harder into the chair. “A defeated superheroine. Captured. Helpless. You know what supervillains do when that happens? You know the rules superheroines have to play by to make sure supervillains don’t hurt them? The things they have to let bad guys do to them so they’ll let them go in the end?”

“Yes,” Luna Moth said, voice soft and shaking. They had whole classes about it, of course she knew. It disturbed her when she was thinking about those things having to happen with a male supervillain. But with a female one? With one as sexy as Psigirl?

“Are you going to play along, helpless pretty plaything?” Psigirl asked, still speaking in a menacing voice that wasn’t quite her own. “Will you ‘let’ me have my way with you so I’ll let you go in the end?”

“Yes,” Luna Moth huffed out, filled with reckless eagerness. This was what she wanted even if it WASN’T what “just friends” did. But that didn’t matter. They were just playing pretend, just helping each other out. Helping Psigirl practice using her powers…

“Good girl,” Psigirl said.

A shiver ran down Luna Moth’s spine. She’d liked those two words spoken together in that order. She’d liked them a LOT.

Psigirl eased up on how she was pressing Luna Moth’s body into the chair. She ran her hands down her naked front, stopping to caress her breasts. “Fucking perfect tits,” Psigirl said, voice still not quite her own as she played with Luna Moth’s breasts. The voice was a bit too deep, a bit too menacing. “Could play with them for days and not get bored.”

“Yes,” Luna Moth gasped, delighting in the girl’s touch.

“Tease these perky nipples till you’re begging me to do more.”

“Yes,” Luna Moth gasped even louder as the girl teased her nipples.

“Hold you in place with my powers, keep you helpless, unable to move. But able to talk. Able to beg me to stop or beg me for more.”

“Please don’t stop,” Luna Moth gasped desperately. “Don’t ever stop touching me!”

“I’m the one in charge here,” Psigirl said, letting go of Luna Moth’s breasts. She put her fingertips in the center of the girl’s chest and dug her nails into the skin, slowly dragging them down the center of her body. “I’m ALWAYS in charge, you just don’t realize it.”

Luna Moth hissed in pain, confused by how good having the girl painfully dragging her nails down her body felt. She gasped and moaned. She wiggled and pressed against the invisible force holding her in place, desperate to be closer to Psigirl.

“I can take whatever I want from you whenever I want,” Psigirl said as she shifted to kneel beside the chair. As she did she slipped one arm around Luna Moth’s neck and pulled her head in to kiss her. As she leaned into the aggressive kiss her other hand ran down Luna Moth’s body, her fingertips only slowing when they neared the waistband of the girl’s panties.

Having her fingers heading in that direction left Luna Moth panting into the girl’s mouth. Was she going to touch her there? Was it just part of the game they were playing? Were they still playing the game? She was having a hard time telling.

“A supervillainess gets to take what she wants,” Psigirl said when she finally pulled her mouth away from Luna Moth’s. The tips of her fingers eased into the top of Luna Moth’s panties. “She doesn’t have to care what her family would think. What the people back home would call her. She does what she wants. She TAKES what she wants. She takes WHO she wants.”

As the Psigirl’s fingers eased further into her panties Luna Moth found her chest heaving. “Yes,” she gasped as Psigirl slowly teased out and explored the shape of her pubic mound. “Take me, please.”

“So smooth,” Psigirl cooed, slowly working her fingers down to explore the contours of Luna Moth’s pussy. “Love how smooth it is… I like that we all lost all our pubic hair, do you?”

Her voice had changed again. The slightly deeper, menacing tone was gone. This wasn’t pretend anymore, this was Psigirl asking her a question.

“I like it too,” Luna Moth told her, her mind flooded with imagined images of Psigirl’s smooth, hairless snatch. She hoped that it wouldn’t be long before she could explore the girl’s body like she was exploring hers.

“Never touched another girl here,” Psigirl said as her fingers began to explore Luna Moth’s slit. “Never fingered anyone,” she added, teasing out the moistest parts of the girl. “Let me play with your pussy for a while then you can play with mine?”

“I’d like that very much,” Luna Moth told her, voice breathy and faint.

Psigirl had stopped holding her in place with her telekinetic powers, but she’d chosen to keep her arms behind her back. Pretending to be helpless had been exciting. She enjoyed being passive and not having her arms to use as Psigirl started to finger her.

“Kiss me?” Luna Moth asked, feeling the closeness of the girl’s lips as a throbbing emptiness between them she needed filled. “Please?” she added when Psigirl didn’t immediately move to fulfill her request.

“Only because you begged,” Psigirl replied, a hint of her deeper playful villain voice coming back.

Psigirl kissed her. A few chaste kisses eased into a long, sloppy make out session while Psigirl learned how to finger Luna Moth. She was a fast learner. She had the girl’s cute moans and gasps of pleasure to go by. She had her body language to read. And she had the girl’s mind to read as well. That more than anything helped her learn quickly which things worked right, building more heat, and which didn’t.

When Luna Moth Masturbated she always started with rubbing first, but once she was hot enough she always moved to add in some penetration. Never more than two fingers, never too deep, always without slamming too hard into herself. But fingers thrusting in and out, especially curled to rake that special hidden spot inside…

She didn’t have to tell Psigirl. She read Luna Moth’s thoughts, peeling back the flickering memories running through her mind to learn what worked best while alone, using that to help them both learn what worked even better with a partner.

Before long Luna Moth was gasping as she rose towards climax. “I’m gunna cum,” she started saying over and over again, each time saying it a little faster till it was one long word. “Gunnacumgunnacumgunnacum.”

Psigirl chose the perfect moment to make it happen. She silenced Luna Moth’s droning mantra calling desperately for release with a kiss, thrusting two fingers slowly but deeply into her sopping wet hole. She curled the fingers as she did, raking the girl’s G-spot and pushing her over the edge.

The intense pleasure of the orgasm mixed with the intense intimacy of their kiss. Luna Moth felt it was a transcendent moment. So many pieces of herself coming together to be realized. So many passions and lusts finally acted upon. And the moment went on, even as the waves of her calming, intense orgasm subsided.

Psigirl scooped Luna Moth into her arms and lifted her with such ease the girl was left thinking Psigirl had developed superstrength. It was only after she carefully placed her in the bed that she realized Psigirl had been using her telekinetic powers to lift and carry her.

She’d also used her powers to pull back the blankets as she deposited Luna Moth on the bed. While she floated after her Psigirl’s pajamas were pulled off and dropped to the floor. By the time she floated down beside Luna Moth she was naked. She used her powers to pull the blankets over them, allowing them to press their bodies together.

At some point Luna Moth’s panties had come off. She hadn’t noticed it, but she was glad it had happened. It had been hot being fingered in just her panties, but now that she was under the blankets with another girl she was happy they were both fully undressed. They could feel every inch of the other’s warm, soft body…

“Now you do me,” Psigirl said. “Finger me. I know you won’t be as good as I was, YOU can’t read my mind. But I’ll tell you what I like,” she said, grabbing Luna Moth’s hand and pulling it to her sex. “A good partner communicates well,” she added a little shyly.

“You tell me what you like and I’ll give it to you,” Luna Moth told her, shifting so she could start fingering her. A few moments later they’d lost themselves in passion again, their bodies intertwined.

Psigirl was good at telling Luna Moth what she liked. At times Luna Moth thought she was even a little bossy, but she was used to that. Psigirl had been right, Luna Moth was nowhere as good as she’d been. But with enough helpful feedback she helped her partner reach climax.

In the heat of the moment it had felt perfect. But it didn’t take long for the magic to fade. Almost as soon as Psigirl came she’d grown colder. She’d rolled over, turning her back to Luna Moth. “Hold me,” she demanded, but the warmth that had been in her voice a minute ago was almost entirely gone.

“Are you okay?” Luna Moth asked as she wrapped her arms and legs around Psigirl to pull her body tight against hers. The sex was over, she felt that, but she was eager for the intimacy to continue.

“I’m fine,” the girl said unconvincing. “The game’s just over,” she said, voice flat and free of emotion. “No more pretend. No more helpless superheroine and evil supervillainess. Just friends again.”

Luna Moth went cold and felt like the girl had plunged a dagger into her heart. “What?” she asked, feeling like she couldn’t have heard her right.

“It was just pretend,” Psigirl whispered. “And maybe we can pretend a bit longer… Pretend this sleepover is something it isn’t. Pretend WE’RE something we can’t be. Pretend—”

“Why CAN’T we be?” Luna Moth demanded, glaring at the back of Psigirl’s head.

“Because I can’t,” Psigirl said, trying to keep her voice flat and failing. “It’s… I’m not ready,” she said lamely. “I just need more time…”

Luna Moth could hear the mix of pain and frustration in the girl’s voice. “Alright,” she said, pulling her in tighter. “If that’s what you need. It was just a game.”

“We’re just friends,” Psigirl told her, wiggling her ass and cuddling back into Luna Moth in a way two women who were JUST friends never would.

“Just friends,” Luna Moth said, repeating back the lie. It WAS a lie. They both knew it. Yet in that moment Luna Moth, who knew it was a lie, had to also believe it wasn’t. She didn’t understand why accepting who she was and who she wanted was this hard for Psigirl. In that moment what Luna Moth felt was rejection. But if she believed the lie she didn’t need to feel that.

So Luna Moth believed the lie and didn’t feel rejected. They were just friends. When Psigirl rolled over to reveal she’d been hiding that she’d been crying and was hoping to find comfort in Luna Moth’s lips they were still just friends. When kissing turned into sex again, comforting soft, sweaty, clumsy sex that slowly led to them both happily drifting off to sleep in each other’s arms, it was them just being friends.

And in the morning when they woke up cuddled together it was just as friends. Friends who were intimately close. Who helped each other deal with their raging, supercharged libidos. But still, JUST friends.

* * *

Many months later…

“Sketchbook,” Psigirl said, holding her hand out. “Now, Luna Bug.”

Luna Moth had been laying on her belly sketching. She quickly rolled over onto her back, closing the sparkling pink sketchbook and holding it to her chest. “Why?” she asked, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at her friend who was sitting, as she often did, with her back against the headboard of the bed like it was hers and not Luna Moths.

Their “sleepovers” had grown more frequent and by then Psigirl “crashed” in Luna Moth’s dorm room almost as much as she slept in her own.

Luna Moth had been happy to give over her personal space to Psigirl. They were so close. They shared so many private things… But her sketchbook was the one thing she kept to herself. She hadn’t let Psigirl look in it since that first night she’d flown.

“Why do you want it?” she asked, hugging it tighter to her chest and knowing that if Psigirl wanted it she couldn’t stop her from taking it. She’d just use her telekinesis to take it away, even though doing that wasn’t something they were supposed to do.

Early on they’d been given a lot of freedom in using their powers outside of classes and training sessions. But as they’d all learned what powers they had and gained a basic understanding of how to control them things had changed. Using their powers outside of class had been discouraged and eventually using their powers on each other had been outright forbidden.

That hadn’t stopped Psigirl from using her powers to bully people, she’d just gotten more careful about doing it. More subtle at reading people’s minds and finding ways to use what she learned to humiliate or dominate others with plausible deniability. She especially excelled at using her telekinetic powers to bully and humiliate others. When Psigirl was around you could never be sure if that trip that sent you crashing to the ground in such a humiliating way had been because you were clumsy or because she’d caused it.

“Because I know you’re even more obsessed with her after what you saw the other day,” Psigirl said with an exasperated sigh. “I want to see what that ‘inspired’ in your obsessive doodles of her. And don’t try lying and saying you DON’T obsessively sketch her almost every night.”

“Because you read my mind without permission!” Luna Moth spit out. “You’re NOT supposed to do that anymore! I saw you get that talking to the other day. The professor said if you KEEP doing it you could get in serious trouble!”

“I’m not going to be a washout,” Psigirl said flatly. “Now stop trying to change the subject and let me see,” she said, hand still held out.

“I don’t want to,” Luna Moth said petulantly.

Psigirl raised an eyebrow. “You’re telling me ‘no’? Oh, Luna Bug, don’t go doing that.” She raised the hand she’d been holding out and pressed two fingers against her temple. “I could MAKE you give it to me,” she said in the menacing voice she only ever used when bullying OTHER students or when they were playing their “friendly” bedroom games of supervillainess and helpless superheroine.

Luna Moth paled. “Could you?” she asked, more curious than angry.

“Maybe,” Psigirl said, keeping her fingers against her temples. “Maybe my ability to control other’s minds activated months ago. Maybe I ALWAYS had that power. Maybe no one knows. Maybe if they find out I make them forget.”

She paused, grinning in a way that suggested she was just teasing. But was she? Luna Moth wasn’t so sure.

“Maybe I’ve been manipulating or controlling you since the first day we met,” Psigirl went on, her expression and tone growing dark. “How would you ever know? How would ANYONE know?”

She smiled, pulling her fingers away from her head. “Or maybe I’m just teasing. You know I love teasing my precious Luna Bug.” She held her hand out. “Now be a good girl and hand me the sketchbook.”

Luna Moth let out a resigned sigh of submission. Being called a “good girl” always left her feeling submissive and ready to do whatever she was told. “They’d kick you out if you were doing something like that to me,” she said as she handed over the sketchbook.

“No way,” Psigirl said as she snatched the book from her. “They’d never find out. My Luna Bug would NEVER snitch on me,” she said as she started flipping through the sketchbook.

She smirked, amused that she’d found exactly what she expected to find. “Oh. My. God. You little perve! You’re even more obsessed with her now that you know using her powers a bunch makes her tits grow. I KNEW you liked big tits,” she said, a slight flash of something in her voice. But what? Jealousy? Anger?

“It’s why I know I could never be your girlfriend,” she added, whatever had been in her voice gone. “Too flat for you. Just fine for kinky games of make-believe or to help out when you’re so horny after a sparing session you can’t think straight, but too flat to be your girlfriend. Too—”

She looked up from the book and saw the hurt, frustrated, angry look on Luna Moth’s face. Psigirl rolled her eyes. “Oh, calm down, I’m just teasing. I know all you want is to be just friends, to keep things like they are.”

It was another one of those moments that later Luna Moth would remember and wonder about. What would have happened if she’d taken that moment to spit out what she’d WANTED to say? That they WERE more than friends and they both knew it. That she HATED this stupid game Psigirl made them play.

But she didn’t say that. She’d pushed down the frustration, anger, and hurt that they couldn’t just be what they clearly were. What everyone else saw they were. She pushed all those scary, inconvenient emotions down and concentrated on keeping up with the game so things could keep going like they had, blissfully happy as long as she played along. After pushing all those inconvenient emotions down Luna Moth noticed Psigirl had grown very quiet.

“How come she’s not your girlfriend?” Psigirl asked, staring blankly at what Luna Moth knew was a sketch of Glitterburst.

“You know why,” Luna Moth whispered. She wanted to say more, but she couldn’t. If she ended the game maybe everything would end and she’d lose her.

After a long silence Psigirl said what, at the time, Luna Moth thought was the most hurtful thing the girl would ever say to her. “I’m not your girlfriend.” It wasn’t just the four words said in that order, but the WAY she’d said them that had hurt so much.

Psigirl continued to stare down at the open sketchbook. “You still don’t get it,” she said quietly. “Where I grew up… I couldn’t even if I wanted to. Even with superpowers. Even if I could use them to change their minds it wouldn’t… Somethings you CAN’T change, somethings are too deep.”

She looked up, lips pursed tightly and looking like she was struggling not to cry. “Everything here has happened so fast. The days and months have flown by with everything about us changing. Before long we’ll graduate and become real superheroines. I need…” she stopped, unable to finish the thought.

“I need someone,” she said. “I need a… a friend,” the word friend clearly not the one she’d wanted to say. “I need you to be my friend, JUST my friend. Please?”

The look of conflicted pain in Psigirl’s eyes made Luna Moth forget, for the moment, the pain she’d felt when she’d said they weren’t girlfriends. In that moment all she wanted was to comfort the girl she cared so much about.

“Don’t fucking cry,” Psigirl snapped unexpectedly.

Luna Moth had started to move to physically comfort her but pulled back at the sudden angry outburst. Then she realized Psigirl hadn’t snapped at HER, she’s snapped at herself.

She rushed to her, carefully taking her sketchbook out of her hands and pulling her into a comforting embrace. “I’m not your girlfriend,” she told her. “I’m just your friend, just like you want.” It was what she thought the girl wanted and needed to hear to feel reassured. In the moment Luna Moth had been convinced she’d been doing the right thing.

Later she’d look back and realize she’d done the exact opposite of what she should have. It had been neither what Psigirl wanted nor needed to hear.

The girl melted into Luna Moth’s arms. “Can I stay here tonight?”

“Of course,” she told her.

“Can we cuddle a bit?”

“Always,” Luna Moth told her.

“If I start to feel better maybe play villainess and helpless heroine for a bit?”

“For as long as you want,” Luna Moth told her. “But only if you play villainess,” she added, meaning to be playful.

“But only if I play villainess,” Psigirl replied, Luna Moth not picking up the implications of the girl letting her voice become deeper and more menacing as she said it. “Because I’m so very good at it and you’re not…”

* * *

Just before Graduation…

“You’re never going to talk to her, are you?” Psigirl asked. Her hands were on her hips and the expression on her face was a volatile mix of frustration, anger, and jealousy as she stood and glared at Luna Moth. “We have, what, two weeks left and finals are done? Then we graduate and you might never see her again! Why can’t you just TALK to her? You’re OBSESSED with her.”

Luna Moth sat on the edge of her bed staring at her feet. HER bed, not THEIR bed like it used to feel like. Everything had felt so perfect for so long, then it had just started falling apart. Psigirl almost never stayed the night anymore, even when they did play their “games”. The sex hadn’t stopped. It had even, in a lot of ways, got better. More intense. More passionate. But not in a good way. Psigirl had become more aggressive, while the moments of softer emotional passion had grown rarer.

“Well?” Psigirl demanded. “Are you ever going to talk to Glitterburst?”

“No,” Luna Moth whispered. It wasn’t loud enough for the girl to hear her, but she knew that wouldn’t matter. She’d be in her mind, listening to her thoughts. Knowing what she was going to say before she said the words out loud.

It wasn’t something Psigirl was supposed to do. They were weeks away from becoming superheroines. Anyone caught doing something like that wouldn’t have been allowed to graduate and take up that mantle. If Luna Moth had wanted to she could have ended Psigirl’s career simply by telling a professor about how she used her powers to bully her.

“Fucking hell,” Psigirl snarled, throwing her hands up in frustration. “You drive me fucking nuts, Luna Bug!” She paced back and forth, huffing in anger.

Luna Moth looked up, confused. There was something happening she didn’t understand. Something important she was missing.

“I could MAKE you talk to her,” Psigirl suddenly snapped, turning and pointing a finger at Luna Moth. “Just reach into your mind and take control and make you march up to Glitterburst and tell her how obsessed you are. I could do it in front of everyone left in our cohort, make it so humiliating you—” She cut herself off, horrified by the horrified look on Luna Moth’s face.

“How could you say that?” Luna Moth asked, not understanding why Psigirl was so upset and choosing to be so hurtful. “You promised when you started being able to control people that way that you’d NEVER use that power on me!”

Psigirl rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on, Luna Bug. I use that power on you all the time. Hell, I never even made that promise. I just implanted a memory of me saying that so you THOUGHT I made that promise. I did it one day you were being annoyingly hard to control and it helped make it harder for you to notice when I’m in your mind.”

Luna Moth threw her hands to her mouth and gasped. “I hope that’s supposed to be some kind of joke,” she said. “I can’t believe you’d ever violate my mind like that! And I KNOW you’d never control my body like you were just joking about doing,” she added.

Her hands suddenly jerked away from her mouth. She felt herself jump to her feet, her arms slamming to her sides. It was a highly disturbing experience. Her body was moving on its own, with her being left with no control over it.

“I fucking hate when you gasp like that,” Psigirl snapped. Her voice wasn’t normal. It had gotten deeper, it sounded like the mock-villainess voice she used when they were playing their games.

She started angrily pacing, using her powers of mental control to keep Luna Moth standing at attention. “Hate when you act so innocent and naive. Hate that I can see in your head that after everything we’ve learned here at The Academy, about how the superhuman world works, you’re just as naive, trusting, and innocent as the day I picked you out of the crowd to be my little plaything.”

“Stop it,” Luna Moth begged, unsure if she was referring to how the girl was controlling her body or the terrible things she was saying.

Psigirl ignored her. “I hate that most of the time you’re the easiest person on the face of the planet to control yet somehow there are these things in your mind I can’t change or make you do no matter how hard I try!”

“What does that mean?”

“It means,” Psigirl snapped as she turned to jab an accusatory finger into Luna Moth’s chest, “that I’ve been trying to make you get together with Glitterburst for weeks! But you’re so fucking shy during the day I haven’t been able to make you! And at night—”

She stopped, averting her eyes. “Nights were still mine,” she muttered to the floor. “I was going to keep them till I got you together with her. Just have as many as I could before I had to let you go. I could make you do anything I wanted, especially at night, but I could never make you just talk to her!”

“Stop it,” Luna Moth huffed, not sure if she wanted to scream or cry. “Stop all of this! Stop controlling my body. Stop making up all these lies about other times you’ve controlled me. You haven’t. You WOULDN’T. And I know you don’t actually want me to get together with her. We’re toge—”

Her mouth slammed shut so hard she bit her tongue, making her yelp then groan in pain.

“Shut up, Luna Bug,” Psigirl snarled. “Just shut up! I don’t like this. Don’t like what you’re making me do. What you’re making me FEEL. And I do NOT like how guilty it is making me feel.”

She looked up and met Luna Moth’s eyes. What the Luna Moth saw there shook her to her core. It was like she was seeing some master made of rage, frustration, and jealousy that had been living inside the woman who had functionally been her girlfriend for most of the last year.

“I can’t,” Psigirl said as though that explained everything. “How do you do it?” she asked, expression twisting in pain and confusion. “All the emotions? It’s like what we felt before our powers activated was… was nothing. A bit of dust that meant nothing and could be blown away by a soft breeze. But THIS?” she said, grabbing her hair and tugging at it. “I CAN’T.”

She huffed, putting a hand on her forehead. “There’s so much in here,” she said, tears welling up in her eyes. “How is it so empty in here?” she asked, stepping closer and putting her hand on Luna Moth’s head. “And here,” she said, putting a hand on each of their hearts. “Why is that so simple for you? What, because you had good parents that would accept who you were? Because you never had to HIDE what you were, even from yourself? You never had to hide what THIS wants,” she added, reaching down and grabbing Luna Moth’s pussy.

“I just can’t,” she said, keeping her hand there and rubbing at Luna Moth through her uniform. “I’m worked up and horny and you’re going to be the one who helps me work all of this out like you’ve been doing from the day I picked you out. Understand? Even if it’s the last time, I’m using you like I’ve always used you.”

Luna Moth felt the girl release her telepathic control of her body. She gasped, stumbling back and pulling away from her hand. She started to say something but stopped. A rush of arousal so severe she felt dizzy overcame her, making her forget what she’d wanted to say. She whimpered, rubbing her thighs together and needing to reach back to lean against her bed for support.

“What are you doing to me?” The words came out as a confused moan as she continued to rub her thighs together. It wasn’t enough. She used the hand not supporting herself to rub at herself through her uniform, unable to resist the need for sexual stimulation.

Psigirl put two fingers to her temple and lowered her brow in concentration. She advanced on Luna Moth, transformed into a menacing monster Luna Moth felt there would be no escape from. “What am I doing to you? Whatever I want,” she said as she began to rant, the madness in her eyes growing more intense with every word.

“And what I want is to see you sexually suffer for being such a pathetic, shy little slut who can’t even talk to the girl she’s had a crush on since our cohort started at The Academy. The girl you want MORE than me. The one whose pretty sparkling finger blasts make your dumb little moth brain so happy. The one whose tits fucking grow. The one you fantasize about all the time.

“So do it, Luna Bug, fantasize about her. I’ll stand here and watch, I’ll see each salacious perverted thing you can imagine doing with her as you think them. I’ll live out the fantasies with you inside your head as you think them.”

Even though it was the last thing Luna Moth wanted in that terrible moment her mind flooded with sexual fantasies of Glitterburst.

“She’s so cute, isn’t she?” Psigirl snarled. “So pretty. SO SEXY! So much more of all those things than me, yes? And bigger tits, too. And look, they GROW! Oh my, all the ways that could be fun. And she’s sooooooo much nicer than me, isn’t she? SHE could be your girlfriend, not me. Not the bullying mean girl you’re only ‘friends’ with because she MADE you be.”

“Stop,” Luna Moth begged. She was panting as she rubbed at herself, unable to tell if Psigirl was making her or had just made her so horny she couldn’t stop herself from masturbating to these fantasies running through her mind.

“And those glitter-bursts of hers,” Psigirl went on. “Sparkling glitter-infused bursts of light. Like a gay rainbow had a baby with the light that makes your dumb moth-brain burst with dumb arousal. Like that dumb light-up pompom on the pen you use to draw her with. I know what that pen does to you. That you stare at it when you jill off, thinking about HER.”

“Stop, please,” Luna Moth sobbed, feeling herself nearing climax. “Please, don’t make me do that this way,” she begged.

“Just do it,” Psigirl snapped. “Cum as you jill off thinking about HER and not me.”

Luna Moth didn’t understand what was happening. She wanted it to end. And she could make it end, she’d trained for nearly a year how to control and use her powers. She COULD make it stop if she was willing to hurt her “friend”.

The hand she was using to lean against the bed began to glow with cold silver moonlight. She forced herself to stand, disturbed she couldn’t stop masturbating through her costume even as she pointed the glowing hand at Psigirl. “Don’t make me make you stop,” she whimpered as the air behind her shimmered. Her wings appeared, fluttering and lifting her into the air.

Psigirl threw her head back and let out an evil-sounding bark of laughter. “You? My precious, dumb, moth-brained Luna Bug stop me? HA! Try it,” she said, glaring up at the girl hovering by the ceiling.

Pulsing moonlight-infused energy began to build up around Luna Moth’s outstretched hand. A light blast to her face and Psigirl would be blinded. A hard blast to her chest and she could knock her back. A hard enough blast and she could knock her out.

“Don’t make me,” Luna Moth begged one last time.

“You can’t hurt me,” Psigirl said coldly.

Later Luna Moth would think about that. Did she mean that she thought Luna Moth couldn’t bring herself to hurt her ‘friend’? Or had she meant she was physically unable to hurt her in a fight?

Luna Moth didn’t find out, not then. Suddenly all the heat that had been building up in her as she was made to furiously masturbate to fantasies of Glitterburst boiled over. She came hard, the orgasm draining her powers. The light coming from her hand faded while her wings disappeared, sending her dropping to her knees as she moaned through a disturbing forced climax.

“Your hand is still glowing,” Psigirl said, sounding annoyed the orgasm hadn’t completely depowered Luna Moth. “Put two glowing fingers on your lips. There’s a good girl,” she cooed evilly, the two words not bringing Luna Moth the sexual thrill they normally did. “Imagine it’s Glitterburst’s fingers caressing your lips. Yes, close your eyes so you don’t have to see me and can live out the fantasy more fully.”

 Luna Moth was crying, but that didn’t stop the rush of arousal Psigirl was forcing the fantasy to make her feel. “Stroke your lips imagining it’s her glowing fingers. Put them in your mouth. Suck on them. Pretend it’s her fingers you’re sucking on. Now touch yourself with them. Rub at that damp uniform. Now put them back in your mouth, imagining it’s her fingers and they were in you and she’s making you suck them clean.”

After a pause to listen to the mix of sobbing, moans, and sucking sounds Psigirl went on. “Grab the crotch of the uniform and rip it open. Yes, there’s a good girl. Masturbate with two hands, finger yourself while rubbing. Like I like doing to you, but imagine it’s HER doing it. Imagine SHE’S your girlfriend.”

Luna Moth gasped. She cried. She rubbed and fingered herself, her mind filled with thrilling fantasies of Glitterburst being her girlfriend and the two of them fucking constantly.

“It’s okay to admit you always wanted her more than me. Don’t fucking try to lie, I’m in your mind, remember? I’ve ALWAYS been in your mind, since that first day I chose you out. Cause I had a crush. Because I wanted you so bad it hurt.

“You never pushed back when I said I wasn’t your girlfriend. Well, you SHOULD have. I wasn’t there yet, I was so scared… This thing, this wanting women, it WASN’T new, wasn’t something that came with my powers. That was just an excuse to start admitting what I felt for women.

“BUT I NEEDED HELP. I needed so much fucking help getting there and you DIDN’T give it to me! You just lusted after her, knowing I could see into your mind, all while we played out little ‘games’. Games you KNEW weren’t games!”

She paused, taking a moment to delight in the sounds of Luna Moth’s tear-filled sobs and moans as she continued to masturbate to the fantasies being forced into her mind.

“It wasn’t fucking pretend for me,” Psigirl snarled. “It was NEVER pretend! I told you over and over, where I grew up… My family. It—” She choked back a sob, unable to finish the thought. “I needed help getting there. I wanted YOUR help. I wanted YOU and you couldn’t see it ’cause you’re just a dumb bug girl with a dumb moth brain transfixed by the prettiest, brightest light.”

Luna Moth gasped, realizing that till then Psigirl had been keeping her from talking. “I didn’t know,” she huffed. “Didn’t understand!”

“You DID,” Psigirl insisted. “And then you didn’t. But so what? So fucking what, Luna Bug? It’s MY fucking fault I couldn’t do it? I NEEDED you and you… I needed you,” she said, all the rage draining from her.

Luna Moth gasped again, feeling Psigirl’s telepathic grip on her mind slip away. As Psigirl stopped forcing the fantasies into her mind she no longer felt compelled to keep masturbating. Luna Moth dropped down onto her hands and knees, sobbing. Unable to look up at Psigirl, barely able to process the violation on multiple levels she’d just endured.

“It wasn’t pretend and you WERE my girlfriend,” Psigirl whispered. “There,” she said a bit louder. “I said it. I got there and I didn’t even need your help. And I know after this I’m not your girlfriend anymore. I know I’m not even your friend anymore. But… But maybe now you can find the courage to talk to her before we graduate. If I’m out of the way maybe you can be happy.”

For a few short moments Luna Moth felt the girl’s telepathic fingers slip back into her mind. Fantasies of her happy with Glitterburst flooded her mind. Then, as soon as it had begun, it was over.

“Just like that,” Psigirl sighed. “And I won’t be around to ruin it.”

Luna Moth balled her hands into fists. “Ruin it?” she whispered. “Ruin it?” she asked again, looking up at Psigirl.

Psigirl took a step back, the expression of pain on the girl’s face hitting her like a punch to the gut.

“I’m sorry, Luna Bug,” Psigirl said, voice and face suddenly sounding like the girl she’d been a year ago when first coming to The Academy. She went to go kneel by Luna Moth but the girl reeled back from her.

“Don’t touch me,” she gasped, retreating further back to her bed. She climbed onto it like it was a life raft offering safety from a sinking ship. She grabbed her blankets, balled them up, then hugged them to her chest so she could bury her face in them. “Get out,” she said, voice muffled by the blankets she was hiding her face in.

After crying into the blankets for what felt like forever she looked up, not sure if Psigirl would still be there. She was standing in the same place she’d last seen her, face twisted up in dismay and pain that before what had just happened would have broken Luna Moth’s heart.

“Leave,” she whispered.

“Luna Bug, please, I—”

“LEAVE,” Luna Moth said louder and more firmly.

She could see the moment Psigirl realized there was no going back. She deflated. “Okay,” she muttered, looking utterly defeated. She started to turn to leave but stopped. “If you tell a professor what I did they’ll kick me out. I won’t get to graduate. I won’t get to be a superheroine. I might even go to jail. Please, Luna Bug, at least don’t tell them I attacked you like this.”

“Fine,” Luna Moth told her.

It was another moment Luna Moth would look back on and think about. Why had she agreed? Eventually she decided it was because of how Psigirl had worded what she’d said. “I attacked you.” She’d recognized she’d done something horrible and the implication was that she wanted to never do it again, at least that’s what Luna Moth had thought. Psigirl WANTED to be a superheroine, how could she ruin that for her?

Some, but not much, of the distress in Psigirl’s face had eased. She moved to reach for Luna Moth, but the girl pulled further away.

“I still want you to leave,” she said. Her voice was firm but otherwise free of emotion. “I… I don’t want to ever talk to you again. Because you’re right, we’re NOT friends anymore.” A little quieter she added, “We’re not any of the things we were anymore.”

Psigirl took a step closer to the bed and dropped to her knees. She clasped her hands together and as tears began to stream down her eyes said, “Please, Luna Bug. Just—”

Luna Moth pulled even further away from her, disgusted by the feel of the girl reaching into her mind. It was another thing she’d wonder about. How come she’d felt it then? Was it just that Psigirl was distraught and being sloppy with the use of her powers? Had she known it was wrong and the guilt made her subconsciously use her powers in a way Luna Moth would feel?

She wasn’t sure, but she understood what was happening. Understood Psigirl was trying to reach into her mind and control her. To use her powers to make everything better.

“Get out of my mind,” Luna Moth said, her voice suddenly cool. A wave of clarity washed over her, allowing her to repel the girl’s telepathic invasion.

“This is your moment,” Luna Moth said, voice perfectly calm and serene. “The one all the professors tell us about, the one every superhuman has to face at one point. Where you have to face your impulse control issues, where you have to fight to stay a hero, or you give in and become a villain. Respect my wish to have you out of my life and MAYBE you still have it in you to be a hero. Force yourself on me again in any way, refuse to leave, use your powers on me to make me change my mind about wanting you to leave, and you’re as good as a villain.”

For perhaps the first time in their entire relationship it was Psigirl who looked away from Luna Moth’s penetrating gaze. “Alright,” the girl said, voice filled with sadness and resigned defeat. She got up, moving in a way that made it clear that this ordeal had been nearly as traumatizing for her as it had been for Luna Moth.

There was a moment when Luna Moth almost changed her mind, almost asked Psigirl to stay. It was just as Psigirl reached for the doorknob. She stopped, half looking over her shoulder. In her face Luna Moth saw such immense sadness it broke her heart.

Then Psigirl said exactly the wrong thing. “At least talk to her, Luna Bug.”

All sympathy she felt evaporated in an instant. A volatile mix of emotions came exploding up, most of them infused with rage. “Don’t ever fucking call me that again,” she snarled so fierily Psigirl jerked away and pressed herself against the door.

“And just so you know, I WON’T be talking to her.” She choked back a fresh sob. “You RUINED it. You ruined… you ruined a lot today,” she added, some of the fire leaving her voice. “But I need you to know that you ruined THAT. I won’t be able to look at her without thinking about what you did to me tonight. Without thinking about how you violated my mind and body. I’ll look at her and all I’ll be able to think about is YOU ruining EVERYTHING. Now get out. Get out and don’t ever so much as look at me again!”

* * *

The day after graduation…

Luna Moth was quietly packing the things in her dorm room. She was even quieter and more lethargic than she normally was during the day. Being in her dorm room had been hard the last week, especially because she couldn’t tell anyone why it no longer felt like a safe space to her.

She was eager to leave her dorm room behind. All the happy memories she’d made there over the last year with Psigirl had all been ruined by that one awful evening.

Thinking about Psigirl was something Luna Moth tried not to do, but it was hard to avoid. Their lives had been so tightly interwoven for so long… And their cohort wasn’t very large by graduation time. So few of them hadn’t made it…

She still wasn’t sure she’d done the right thing not telling anyone what Psigirl had done. Sometimes she feared she was making a huge mistake. She’d try to banish her doubts by making herself think about what a powerful superheroine Psigirl would be.

That often led her to a darker thought. She was left imagining how powerful of a supervillainess the girl might have become. Allowing the world not to know about that evening might have meant Luna Moth had prevented one less supervillain from being born and that always left her nearly certain she’d made the right choice.

Psigirl had, for the most part, respected Luna Moth’s parting wishes. She’d kept away, never once trying to speak to her or send her any messages. There had been a handful of times when they’d been forced to be in the same room together. Each time Luna Moth had felt the girl trying to make eye contact but she’d always made a point of refusing to even look at her.

The only time that hadn’t been true was when she’d graduated. Psigirl had looked so happy and proud of herself. For a few moments Luna Moth was able to forget the terrible thing that had happened between them and be proud of the woman who had been both her closest friend and lover over the past year.

Then Glitterburst had been called up to graduate next and the moment had died.

Everything she’d said at the end had been true. Psigirl HAD ruined it. She couldn’t look at the girl she’d been obsessed with nearly her whole time at The Academy without feeling sick to her stomach because it made her think of that horrible evening with Psigirl.

Luna Moth let the flash of anger she felt thinking about it wash over her. Doesn’t matter now, she thought as she put a few final things into her bag. I won’t ever see either of them again, not unless we get stationed in the same city and everyone says that almost never happens. There are never that many openings for superheroines in one place at one time.

She reached for the last two things sitting on her nightstand then froze. It was her pink glitter-covered sketchbook and the cute pink pen with the light-up pompom.

Throw them away, she thought as she picked them up. Be done with them, be done with it all. Just leave it all behind…

But she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Instead of throwing them away she packed them.

She hefted her bag and took one last look around the dorm room, letting out a heavy sigh as she did. It was time to leave The Academy and everything that had happened at it behind.

After a year where everything changed I get to go home for a few weeks or months while The Agency decides where I’ll be stationed. I get to go home and show the people in my old life who I became. Then… then I get to leave them behind probably for good to go become a superheroine.

That brought a smile to her face. She was eager to become a real superheroine and start saving the world, even if it ended up being just one neighborhood at a time.

And once I’m a superheroine, in a new home surrounded by new people, things will be so much easier, she thought as she moved to leave her dorm room for the last time. There’s no way teaming up with other superheroines to take on supervillains could ever be as complicated and intense as what I went through in this dorm room.

She was, of course, wrong about everything.