"You have done well, Tigress."

Artemis nodded, a small smile pulling at the corners of her mouth.

"It means much to hear you say that, Kaldur'ahm," she replied. Turning, she faced him as they walked down the maze of metal corridors.

Making their way back to Kaldur's room.

"But it is true. Not only have you fought well, but your words have made great impact."

They rounded another corner, when Artemis finally recognized the corridor they had both been searching for. Her eyes followed down a couple of doors before she found the door that went towards Kaldur's room.

The hallway was completely deserted.

Seeing that they were alone, Kaldur grabbed Artemis by the waist and pulled her towards him.

He gave her broad smile, which she returned with ease.

All these weeks undercover in Black Manta's ship, things had become incredibly stressful. Maintaining cover had been easy enough with Kaldur's help, though.

And she had to admit, playing as lovers was the best of this mission.

Artemis wrapped her arms around Kaldur, pulling him closer and closer to her. Close enough so that he could feel her breath on his skin, whispering past the black armor that he still wore.

"I am overjoyed to hear you say that," Artemis responded again, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Innocently, almost.

"Tigress, you are all this team could have hoped for, and then some."

She blushed.

"Your skills at fighting are superior, just like we all have known. But your words…they are different."

Kaldur leaned in close to her, whispering in her ear.

"They are strong and convincing."

His lips brushed up against her skin, beginning a slow path from her ear to her neck and to her shoulder blades. A fire was lighting up inside Artemis. She gripped at his armor tighter, frustrated that she could not get to his bare skin.

"Pleasant to have around?" Artemis asked. She remembered the remarks she had heard in the hallway hours before, the others still doubting her. Mocking her.

What she would give to pound her fist into their skulls.

"Artemis…" Kaldur whispered, using her real name.

It only made the flames grow hotter.

"The only thing unpleasant about you is your absence."

"Aren't you smooth," she told him, and broke away from their embrace.

She took a few steps forward, heading towards his room. Her footsteps echoed dully in the hallway; only hers.

Spinning around, she saw that Kaldur was still standing in the same place.

"Are you not coming?" she asked him, giving him her sultriest smile.

He nodded, following her all the way to his room at the end of the corridor.

The door slammed shut behind them, and locked automatically. Sighing, Artemis took off her mask, throwing it on the bed covers. She thought about taking the amulet off with it, but then pushed the thought from her mind.

Too risky, she thought.

"What time is it?" Kaldur asked her.

He was busy, watching himself in the mirror as he took off the black armor. It was intricate armor, complex to put on and take off without some kind of help.

"Thirty seven minutes past midnight," said Artemis.

Standing, she went to help him take off his armor. Unclasping the various pieces and parts that she didn't fully understand. Not that it mattered. It was of no importance if the binding was magnetic or hydraulic of whatever it was.

Kaldur raised his arms up, and Artemis pulled the chest plate off of him. Throwing it down onto the floor with a loud clank.

She wrapped her arms around his chest, feeling his abs. Leaning forward, she rested her head on his shoulder, watching them in the mirror. Feeling the warmth of his skin. And moved her hands up to his chest, tweaking at his nipples.

"I still have to removed the leg bracers," Kaldur told her.

"We'll get there eventually," she told him, pressing more kisses up against him.

"Why not now?"

He did not wait for her answer, but only bent down and began unfastening them as so.

After a minute, Artemis moved down to help him.

Finally, the last bits of it came off, leaving Kaldur standing almost completely naked in front of her. The only thing left was the thick underwear that he wore.

"You'd think that armor like that would require more underclothes," Artemis mused.

Kaldur's hands were at her hips, pulling her closer to him yet again.

"It's oddly comfortable. Able to be worn against bare skin," he whispered.

At the mention of bare skin, Artemis began stripping away the clothes from her. Dropping them off of her quickly, not bothering with any broken zippers or buttons or clasps. All of them flung away from her, landing wherever she threw them.

"Kaldur'ahm," she said, and pushed him down onto the bed.

She fell on top of him, pressing heated, frantic kisses against his skin. Artemis had his hands pinned down on the bed, but he jerked up against them, and she released him.

Allowing hands to explore her body with heated abandon.

Artemis began to grind up against him, moving to her own frantic pace. Kaldur's hands came to rest on her thighs, rocking with her motion.

Slipping her hands down his body, she hooked her fingers around the elastic of his boxers, and pulled them down off of his body.

She tossed them away to the corner.

She looked down at his body, wicked amusement in her eyes.

"I'd say we don't need any more foreplay," she said, running her hands down to his legs.

Kaldur only blushed in response.

She straddled him, eliciting a small moan from him. She pressed more kisses to him, working her way from his lips to his neck and throat, down to his chest and down to his abs.

Continuing down, until Kaldur put his hands out to stop her.

She looked up at him in confusion.

"Don't," he said, "please."

Artemis moved back up to his face, trying to hide her confusion. Kaldur only grabbed her head entwining his fingers through her hair, and kissed her deeply.

A long kiss was shared, heated and frantic.

Artemis, still straddling him, crept her hand down between them. Inching her way towards his cock. Once she reached it, Kaldur broke the kiss. Leaning back and gasping in surprise.

She began to stroke him with small, steady strokes. Clearly teasing him.

All the while, Kaldur shifted on the bed, trying not to thrust too wildly. He moaned again, and bit down on his lip.

"Artemis," he groaned, and opened his eyes.

She smirked down at him.

Pressed another kiss to his lips, and whispered in his ear, "Ride me."

He bit his lip again.

Artemis teased at his erection, waiting for him to do as she bid.

Finally relenting, he wrapped his arms around her and slid into her. Artemis hummed in pleasure, bucking her hips up against him.

His pace was slow at first, careful. His hands stroked up and down her back, eliciting more moans from her.

"Faster," Artemis whispered.

Still, his pace was slow. Even after he tried to quicken it. She bit at his skin, scratched his arms. Not satisfied, she began her own pace. She bucked her hips up against him frantically.

Kaldur groaned.

Artemis felt wonderful, and her quickened pace brought an entirely new sense of pleasure to him. One that he had never felt before. He bit his lip again and again, gasping and moaning.

His hands were grabbing at her flesh desperately, wanting to touch her forever.

"Ride me," she said again, louder. More forcefully. Her arousal was getting the better of her, claiming her senses as its own.

Soon, she would reach her high, and nothing would matter.

Nothing in the world.

"As you wish," Kaldur said, and flipped the two of them over.

Now he lay on top of her, pressing her down onto the sheets.

This time, his pace was rapid, frantic. Thrusting in and out of her at a pace neither of them had once thought possible. Artemis hummed in pleasure, moaning and gasping his name. She clutched at the sheets, her hips matching his thrusts.

Kaldur kept pressing kisses to her neck, her shoulders.

Her hands came up to his head, stroking his hair. Trying to goad him into kissing and biting at her breasts. It took a few subtle hints, but eventually he got the message.

His mouth found her breasts, and his tongue darted out, circling the soft flesh.

"Kaldur!"

She nearly yelled the word.

Her body was elated with pure ecstasy. Every nerve in her body seemed to sing, and the feeling between her legs was absolutely heavenly.

Kaldur, she just somehow knew, was close to his orgasm.

She wanted desperately to share that with him.

Her hand crept in between their legs, and her fingers found her clit. She teased it with tiny flicks and small, circular strokes. Heightening her orgasmic feelings.

With Kaldur's cock thrusting in and out of her so quickly, so wonderfully, it didn't take long before her small pace at her clit became rapid.

More and more and more.

Kaldur's arms wrapped around her tightly, squeezing her almost. Right beside her, he bit down on the sheets. His thrusts had reached an overwhelming speed.

With a loud moan barely muffled by the sheets, he reached his climax.

His entire body tensed up, his muscles spasming with the waves of pleasure the wrapped around him, dragged him down into that delicious feeling.

Still, he kept thrusting, though with a slower pace.

He knew Artemis had yet to come, and he needed her to.

Needed to feel her body release the same way his had. So he bit down harder at the sheets, thrusting himself in and out of her.

Artemis's hips kept bucking wildly, her hand stroking her clit with heated abandon. She kept moving Kaldur at her pace. Her moans were getting louder and louder, more heated.

Kaldur found them arousing.

Arousing the way she was getting pleasure from him, his body. The thought would normally make him blush, but in his current state, it could only arouse him more and more.

His own hand reached down, searching in between her thighs. With precise fingers, he stroked her inner thighs teasingly before thrusting his fingers inside of her.

Replacing the space where his cock had once been.

Her wetness and warmth enveloped his fingers. Quickly, he thrust his fingers in and out of her, letting her ride the waves of pleasure.

"Kaldur!" she was practically screaming his name.

"Kaldur!"

His lips came down and captured her breath in a kiss. A kiss so hot that Artemis blushed all the way down to her breasts.

Her fingers brushed at his, teasing her clit while he thrust his hand deeper and deeper inside of her. Her kisses were desperate, and she kept breaking away to moan and shout.

Kaldur kept kissing her.

Her hips came up one final time, and she reached her climax.

She let out a moan so long and loud, it could have woken the whole ship. Her eyes closed and her head thrown back, she vocalized the intensity of the orgasm that had taken over her body.

Kaldur stared down at her, watching her with increased arousal.

He still thrust his fingers in and out of her.

Artemis's orgasm lasted a long time, but eventually she came down from her high, only to have her hips bucking again and again at the pleasure. Soon, she orgasmed again, and her moans nearly doubled in sound.

"I think you enjoyed that," Kaldur said, pulling out of her at last.

His hand was completely wet with her fluid.

Not that he minded.

He captured his lips in another hot kiss. A gentler one, but one that had undertones of passion throughout it.

She blushed down to her breasts again.

Kaldur stroked them.

"We should be lovers more often," Kaldur whispered at Artemis, before capturing her in another kiss.

"I agree."