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Prequel: Coupled
In the filtered light of the full moon.
The shimmering glow created an outline of two enthralled figures. The cracking of ice and desperate gasps slithered throughout the open area within the Fortress of Solitude. Heavy pants and erotic moans blended together in harmony as they pound against each other with strong despondency to be closer. "Ah, Clark!" moaned a covetousness heroine.
The man of steel partially controlled his senses, managing to place a slither of gentle arousing pecks along the side of his lover's neck, whilst he continues to thrust the way he recently found she liked. In turn, the champion of the Amazons, trestle her slender fingers through Superman's jet black hair as she arched her back, forcing her hips at an angle for deeper penetrations, causing Diana to lock her legs around her desire's powerful thighs. "Diana," he whispered lustily in her ear and she without fail, melted further into him. 'Great Hera!' she mentally plead as her warm glossy coated fingers clawed into Clark's upper arms, fraught to keep the position.
"Please don't . . ." Diana begged unable to finish the sentence as her core and stomach began to fill with a never experienced type of pleasure causing her mind to go blank. The slight angle in ice beneath them gave Superman the leverage he needed for his fierce lover and her soon to be orgasm that he aimed to keep close to the verge of his own, with each deep slow thrust, that bit by bit began to pick up speed.
"I won't." he promised with as much strength he could muster. Burying his head in Diana's soft but strong neck. Soon the Amazon found her hips nestled upon Clark's succulent thighs, she knew she would devour whole if she could. Clark slipped one hand around the bottom of her waist as he hovered above her—feeling the hot sharp contours of her nipples against his own.
The only thing keeping their genitalia from drying out was the deep crimson cape of Superman's uniform that tangled through, around and over the pair as they coupled. With the heat building between them, the need to think rationally decreased. Knowing the chances of Clark impregnating the demi-god was close to zilch but still his hungry desire for her caused his dominant side out. Aware of her strength, he knew she can handle his full strong controlled thrusts that caused her to gasp and yelp out as he felt both his and her body quiver.
He loved to hear her call his name in ecstasy and scream in pleasure. It was a side of her he knew no other man would ever be able to see. As he Superman will only be able to completely loose himself within her, without her breaking beneath him, something he knows will give her, everything they desired. "I'll never stop, not unless you want me to." Clark declared.