DAZZLER PT2

The evening breeze blew by, causing Alison to cuddle up to me, seeking warmth. The two of us walked on the sidewalk, enjoying the evening atmosphere and the crowd around the area.

"It feels good to be incognito sometimes," She muttered, resting her head on my shoulder as we walked. "Don't you miss being normal?"

"Yeah... Being incognito helps one understand people better. There's a saying that goes like 'you cannot really know a person until you have lived a month in his shoes.'" I wrapped my arm around her waist.

"True... Sometimes I miss those days when I was a nobody," She sighed and hugged me closer. "I hate those creeps who stalk me online and ruin my peace."

"Stalkers are everywhere. But you are really happy to achieve your dreams, aren't you?" I asked as we continued to walk along the busy streets and watched people walk by.

"Of course, I am. But fame and popularity come with a cost. I have to constantly watch my back because there are a lot of creeps out there," She sounded dejected and looked down at her feet.

I patted her back gently, "Fame comes with a price. But, you enjoy it, don't you? At least you get to fulfill your dreams and share it with millions of fans. You have no idea how many lives your music has touched and saved... New dreams, new aspirations born..."

"Thank you... I never thought about it that way. Fame has its ups and downs, but yeah, I love what I do. I love sharing my music with everyone..." She smiled and we continued to walk in silence for some time before stopping at a cafe.

"Brian, may I ask you something?" She asked, sitting opposite to me.

"Sure." I nodded.

"Do you think fame is worth it? I mean... Everything is changing rapidly, people, events... Are we moving in the right direction or are we just delaying the inevitable?" She asked, looking into my eyes as if trying to search for an answer.

"Fame is subjective and depends on each individual. But yes, fame is worth it, Alison. I am sure there are people who admire you and listen to your songs, motivating them to keep going. Your songs have helped a lot of people overcome tough situations..." I explained and ordered coffee and some snacks for the both of us. "I know it's tough for you. But, don't let others affect you. Leave those creeps to me. Just continue to spread your music and inspire millions of people across the globe."

She smiled, "Thanks, Brian. I needed this conversation."

We enjoyed our time while having coffee and snacks, occasionally talking about random stuff. Afterward, we resumed our walk while keeping an eye out for that creep and the drone. And I was right, that drone has been following us this entire time. I kept an eye on that drone via cosmic awareness.

We walked a little further until we reached Central Park and sat down on a bench, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. She snuggled closer to me while leaning her head on my shoulder, enjoying the evening breeze. I wrapped an arm around her waist and relaxed. We just sat there in comfortable silence, watching people walk by and kids playing around, laughing and enjoying their lives.

Thanks to my awareness, I can hear that creep grumbling in anger.

"My Dazzler! How dare you nobody touch and hug my beautiful girl?" He grumbled in anger. I can see his veins popping on his bald head. "My Dazzler... Don't hug that man. He isn't worthy of you. Yes, he isn't worthy of touching you just like that son of mine. It would seem, I have to get rid of him too... Yes, only then you will see me in a new light for saving your life. Yes. I have to do something... Hehehehe..."

Get rid of me?! Hahaha! Good Luck with that. Seems like he hates me hugging Alison so closely. Good, he should suffer more. Motherfucker is scratching on the wall furiously, creating marks. His fingers are dripping blood as his nails scrape against the brick surface. I never thought the father of Alison's ex-boyfriend would stalk her. Hahaha! To think his father wants to have a chance with his son's ex-girlfriend.

Fucking sicko.

Keep grumbling in anger for what you can't ever get. I am gonna give you a nice show tonight. Let's see how you react. I held Alison tighter and kissed her forehead. She smiled and hugged me tightly in return, closing her eyes and enjoying the moment.

"Don't fucking kiss her... Stop touching her waist. Don't defile my Goddess. You fucking bastard!!! Die, Die, Die!!!" He screamed and banged his head against the wall.

Yep, you are fucked up, buddy. Your obsession with Alison is seriously creepy and disgusting. Do me a favor and kill yourself out of your obsession and save me the trouble. I smirked and continued to enjoy Alison's company.

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The drone followed us everywhere, but I made sure it didn't record anything and I even tracked the signal and destroyed every recording and data that creep collected. Thanks to Reality Manipulation, it was a piece of cake. All he can see is the live footage and get raged out.

"Hey, you wanna try out some chicken barbeque? That restaurant makes the best chicken barbeque in town," I pointed towards a small restaurant and suggested. I often used to visit here back in the days before all this merge and cosmic shit. That's where I met Sue and we hit it off from there. Oh, I still remember that night when I cucked Reed Richards. Hahaha!

Good times...

"Chicken Barbeque? Sure, sounds delicious," She replied and we entered the restaurant. A waiter guided us to a table and took our order. We chatted while waiting for our food to arrive and enjoyed our time together.

After sometime, our orders arrived and Alison dug in hungrily. Her eyes widened in delight. "This tastes so good... Hmmm!!" She exclaimed.

"Yeah, it does," I ate my share as well.

"I can't believe there's a hidden gem hiding here in New York City. This chicken barbeque is really delicious," She exclaimed, savoring every bite. "Hmmm... Delicious..."

"Glad you liked it," I chuckled and continued eating.

Huh?! I felt her feet on my crotch through my pants. Is she trying to play footsie? Alison smirked naughtily, "What's wrong? Want some water?" She teased, rubbing her foot up and down on my growing boner.

Shit! This feels good... I cleared my throat, "No thanks."

"Really? You look thirsty," She grinned seductively, licking her lips.

"I thought you were the one who's thirsty," I shot back.

"Maybe..." She winked and continued to eat her food while looking at my expressions.

Fuck! My cock is straining painfully in my pants... Damn it...

"Brian? What's wrong? You seem uncomfortable," She asked teasingly and pressed her foot harder on my crotch. I took my cock out under the table and felt her naked feet stroking my shaft up and down, sending shivers throughout my body.

Fuck... So good... Shit!

Alison giggled softly and stroked my cock faster under the table. Luckily, the tablecloth covered everything from other customer's view and we were sitting at the back corner of the restaurant. Fuck! This feels so damn good... Shit! I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair, enjoying the footjob.

"How's it?" She asked teasingly.

"Feels amazing..." I grunted quietly and placed my hand over her feet, guiding her movement. She giggled and allowed me to guide her pace.

Fuck! This is heaven... A footjob in public... Holy shit... I could have used my power to make things a bit comfortable, but then there won't be any rush or fun.

Alison increased her pace, stroking my cock faster with her soles. Shit! I am close... Fuck... I placed both hands over her feet and controlled her pace, stroking my cock faster and faster.

"Oops," She dropped a fork on the floor, "How clumsy of me..." She bent down under the table to pick it up and began to suck my cock vigorously, taking my entire length into her mouth.

Holy Shit!! Alison started bobbing her head up and down, sucking my cock wildly. Shit! This is insane... Holy shit! She deepthroated me, gagging and slurping loudly while her hand stroke my balls.

Yeah... This feels so good... Shit!!

She sucked harder and faster, slurping my cock lewdly.

Wait! The waitress is coming toward us! Shit!! "Hey, the waitress is coming. You might want to get out of there," I warned her but she continued to suck my cock vigorously without caring. Fuck! This bitch!!

"Here you go," The waitress placed two bottles of beer on the table. Her eyes went toward the empty chair before me. "It's nice to have you back, sir. It's been years since you last visited. Hope everything is fine."

"Everything's perfect. Thank you," I smiled at the waitress. Fuck!! Alison deepthroated me again, slurping my cock loudly. Holy fuck!!

"Huh?! Oh..." She heard the slurping sound and realized what's going on. She blushed profusely, "Uhmm... Enjoy your meal, sir." She took out a small piece of paper and made a gesture to call her anytime. She winked at me with a smile before walking away.

God!! She is holding it in her throat. I can feel her muscles moving and clenching around my cock. Shit! I am close... Fuck! I grabbed her head and pushed her further down, forcing my cock deeper into her throat. "Humff!" I came inside her throat, filling it with loads of cum. She swallowed everything and popped her head out, wiping her mouth clean.

"That was intense," She giggled and continued eating her food casually as if nothing happened. I tucked my cock back into my pants and calmed myself. Damn... Alison is really wild and crazy... Holy shit!

After finishing our meals, we paid the bill and left the restaurant.

"You are such a naughty girl," I shook my head and pinched her ass cheeks.

She giggled and wrapped her arms around my waist, "I can't help it. Seeing you enjoying it makes me horny."

"Yeah, Yeah... Come on. Let's go home," I was about to teleport to her apartment, but she stopped me.

"Wait, I want to walk. It's a pleasant evening," She requested.

"Okay then," I agreed. "Let's go."

I made sure that the creep got to see everything that happened under the table. He had a couple of mini heart attacks already and almost died twice. Well, I decided to make things easier for him and put him out of his misery. I turned him into a pile of ashes and a gust of wind scattered him away. Mission accomplished.

I wrapped my arm around Alison's waist and walked with her on the sidewalk. Occasionally, she would rest her head on my shoulder while walking.

"Brian, thank you for today. I really had a nice normal evening," She thanked me genuinely.

"No problem. Glad you enjoyed it," I replied.

"I wish everyday could be like this. No paparazzi, Creeps, Fans chasing after me... But, I am sure you have it under control, right?"

"Yup! Creep's been dealt with," I replied nonchalantly.

"Huh?! Dealt with? What do you mean?" She asked curiously.

"You don't need to know. Trust me," I smiled and we continued to walk in silence.

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