In the security of her lair, Circe was meditating. She tried to locate at least six people that were immune to the Pink Lantern energy. Unfortunately, not all her potential allies would make ideal teammates.
Oh, well... Beggars can't be choosers, she sighed internally, before teleporting away to her first recruit's location.
She found herself in a large changing room furnished with fake and real magic accessories.
Zatanna's room, Circe thought, can use a little cleaning. She then heard the sounds coming from the bathroom.
Oh you naughty girl! she squealed in her mind as she followed the trail of discarded clothes.
"Ooooohhh! Baby! You're fucking me sooo goooood!" Zatanna cried out while she was bouncing in Nightwing's lap in reverse cowgirl position. Under the water, Dick's hot hard rod was sheathed inside her warm quivering cunt. The magician moaned and howled in delight
every time she climaxed around his probing shaft.
"Wow! Banging your ex-boyfriend's baby bird. Didn't take you for the cougar type," Circe commented with mirth, startling the two lovers.
"Way to interrupt my fun," Zatanna complained with a playful pout as she disengaged herself from the younger man. She was slightly surprised however when he grabbed her wrist and tried to go back to humping her, doggy-style this time. "What the!? Let go, Dick!
I'm not fucking in front of her!" the magician reacted angrily.
It was Circe however who interrupted his assault by blasting him with a magic bolt that rendered Nightwing unconscious. She then helped Zatanna out of the bathtub. "You'll have to excuse him. He's not really himself right now. Just like the rest of your idiot
friends," the sorceress explained in her usual smooth voice.
"What do you mean?" Zatanna asked with a frown as she glanced back at the former Boy Wonder.
"You'll understand soon enough," Circe exclaimed before snapping her fingers. The sorceress and the - once again clothed - magician teleported away to their next ally.