-Hey! Mon-El exclaimed when he saw Kara approaching the counter. I knew it! It's impossible for you to spend too long away from my perfect body!
Kara laughed loudly and leaned against the counter while Mon-El reached over to lay a quick peck on her lips.
-I confess that I had… naughty thoughts this afternoon, alone at home.
He stopped filling his girlfriend's club soda with ice cubes and gave her one of those sensual looks that Kara loved so much. Her heart instantly flared in her chest and she appealed to all the Kryptonian gods to repress the carnal drive rising irresistibly from her lower-abdomen. Come on! She was there for work! She rubbed her forehead and resumed her serious face.
-I'm here to meet an informant, she confessed. Sorry to disappoint you.
Mon-El put the club-soda in front of her and grabbed two glasses of beer before going around the counter to join her. He leaned against his ear. She was convinced that he had purposely touched her lobe with his lips as he whispered:
-Just a small hitch…
A delicious shiver ran through her spine. Then she forced herself to move and went with her drink to one of the benches at the back of the room. From where she sat, she could see her boyfriend behind the bar. From time to time, Mon-El threw her small corner glances before returning to discuss with the few regulars on the other side of the counter in front of him.
As the hour continued to pass, the more the bar filled up. A group of aliens wearing leather jackets laughed and headed for the pool table. One of the girls left the group to order drinks. She had black hair and purple eyes. Her pale skin almost gleamed under the lamp's light. Several male customers turned to watch her cross the room, her goddess body molded into a black suit with a more than suggestive neckline. She royally ignored Tamy, Mon-El's coworker, and went to stand in front of the Daxamite. Kara, who had watched the alien walk through the bar, suddenly stopped shaking the straw in her glass.
Who was this girl? Dammit! Her breasts were ready to fly out of her bodice and land on the counter! Right under her boyfriend's nose!
Suddenly a massive silhouette filled her visual range. A tall, one-eyed guy had just sat down in front of her, without a word. Kara stared at him and snapped her glasses on her nose.
-Oh ... You are ...
-Jedi2022, he whispered. His forehead was excessively wrinkled and his nose devoid of nostrils. A Najkar. This species had a brawlers reputation but this one, despite his colossus stature, seemed rather shy and reserved.
-Kara Danvers, she introduced herself, stretching her hand over the table. The alien quickly squeezed it. So you wanted to talk to me?
-Um… yes. About the kerdam trafficking.
- Okay, go ahead.
Jedi - or whatever his real name was- began to tell his story. Kara listened to him but her eyes were riveted on the two silhouettes chatting at the other end of the room. The purple-eyed alien girl was literally drooling on Mon-El. And he ... WAS HE FLIRTING WITH HER?
-I just know the dealer's name: Diamond. I don't know whether it's a he or she. I just know that the sales are done here at the bar but the merchandise also circulates in several other bars in the city. Some humans love kerdam. The aliens of this city will not be the only victims.
-OK, my boyfriend is a bartender here. I'll ask him to take a look and I promise not to give up until this trafficking ring is dismantled.
-Thank you, the alien sighed before nodding and leaving the table.
Kara looked for her cell phone in her bag. With one hand she grabbed her glass and drank the rest of her club-soda and with the other she dialed the number of the DEO control room. She definitely had to warn J'onn. This drug was not only a danger for aliens but also for humans according to Jedi's story. She was about to type the last number when suddenly, her thumb stopped sharply. At the other end of the room, Mon-El and his new "friend" were exchanging leisurely looks. One of the pillars on her right was hiding a part of the show. She twisted on the bench and saw the Daxamite glancing furtively around him and dragging the alien girl in the corridor leading to the reserve.
-BUT WHAT THE HELL ... she stammered as she saw the brunette slide her hand onto her boyfriend's butt before disappearing with him behind a back door.
Her hand gripped onto her glass hard and the container unfortunately couldn't resist the pressure. It broke into a thousand pieces between her fingers, and the crash caused the attention of several customers in her direction. Tamy burst in beside her.
-Kara, are you OK?
-Yes, um ... sorry ... I ... I'm so clumsy ... she apologized as she tried to collect the pieces scattered on the table.
-It's not a big deal Kara, the waitress reassured her.
-I'll go… The Kryptonian pointed at the ladies room.
-No problem, Tamy replied. I'm going to clean up.
Kara gave her a small forced smile and had to work hard not to use her super-speed to join the couple.
She reached the reserve and put her hand on the handle. She froze when she heard muffled groans from behind the door. What the hell were they doing in that room? She stepped back and used her X-ray vision.
Mon-El had his back against a wall and the alien girl was leaning against his chest!
Kara's heart skipped a beat. She exploded the door with a punch and burst into the room to see that now it was the alien who was facing the wall and Mon-El stood behind her with her arm across her shoulder blades. Their two surprised faces turned simultaneously towards the journalist who was fuming on the spot.
-WHAT'S GOING ON HERE! Kara roared, staring at them welded together.
-I can explain everything, Mon-El stuttered as the purple-eyed girl let out a forlon sigh and dropped her knife on the floor.
OoooooO
Mon-El stepped out of the bathroom, wiping his wet hair. A towel knotted around his waist, he continued to dry his body as he walked through the room to join Kara, who was putting her coat in the wardrobe.
- I'm sorry but there is a difference between pushing a girl against a wall to prevent her from stabbing me and pushing a girl against a wall for ...
-I'm sorry, Ok? Kara interrupted, but at that moment it wasn't so obvious to me!
- So you really thought I was stupid enough to take a girl to the back room with you sitting just a few feet away.
- I ... I ... You could have talked to me about the fact that you suspected something about kerdam trafficking!
- Some customers had told me about it a couple of days ago. I wanted to be sure and I conducted my own investigation. But I wanted to be discreet. I hinted around that I needed this product and Diamond finally showed herself!
- How did you know it was her?
- Her diamond-shaped tattoo.
- I didn't notice any diamond-shaped tattoo on her.
-That's because this tattoo was on her ... Mon-El vaguely gestured in his chest area, lowering his eyes to the ground.
-MON-El! Kara gave him a punch in the shoulder.
-Hey! the Daxamite complained. I had to play my seducer card on her to convince her to follow me into the back.
Kara threw him once more a murderous look.
-Is she or isn't she in a DEO cell right now? Her trafficking is over and above all ... I love when you are jealous.
-I'm not jealous !
-Oh yes, you are ...
Mon-El slowly approached her and kissed the corner of her sulking lips. His fingers slid over the buttons of her blouse and he began to unbutton them one by one. The blouse fell to the ground, immediately followed by her skirt. Very soon, the young woman found herself as naked as he was when Mon-El's towel joined her underwear on the floor.
-And why don't you tell me about the naughty thoughts you had this afternoon? He murmured, dragging Kara backwards towards the bed.
Their legs finally met the edges of the mattress.
-Mon-El ... Kara sighed against her boyfriend's lips as he slid his fingers between her legs.
She let out a groan and closed her eyes.
-Already? He whispered, laying her down on the comforter.
The Daxamite's body was now glued to Kara's as if he wanted to just melt into her.
-I thought Kryptonians were renowned for their patience and excelled in the subtle art of not revealing any of their weaknesses during negotiations with the enemy.
Mon-El's mouth began to cover her throat with burning kisses. Her head was spinning. She couldn't think clearly anymore. One of her hands rested on his perfect abs, the other one grabbing his hair.
-And I believed that Daxamites always took what they wanted without waiting, Kara groaned as she felt Mon-El's hands begin to squeeze one of her breast in his palm.
He raised his head and plunged his gray eyes into the young woman's azure pupils.
-Tonight, let's forget about Daxam and Krypton. I'm just Mon-El and I'm just right here to do whatever you want.
Kara's heart began to melt, and she almost struggled to keep up the fire from her boyfriend's gaze, consuming her with delight. Their breaths mingled as well as their fingers.
-Very well, she whispered, smiling at him. So what about this little thing you do with your tongue...
The young man returned her smile just before kissing his way down her chin, then her collarbone, her belly button, and down below ...
Oh Rao ... This was already the second time she had invoked her god's name during the day. And the night was just beginning.
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