IIII
"Whoa, are you trying to kill me?" Kal asked side stepping just quick enough to avoid the sword's blade that had slashed dangerously close to his head.
"What makes you think that?" Diana asked and charged again.
He grabbed the sword by the blade's edge between, his hands flinching slightly - probably because it was an enchanted sword?
"When you started charging at me with a sword," he said, "that is very sharp if I may add."
Diana relaxed her hold on the sword and allowed Kal to take it away from her. He was giving her a weird look and she suddenly felt uncomfortable. She'd been so stupid to think a spar between them would remove the tension that had suddenly come between their relationship.
"Sorry I guess I forgot my own strength," she said and moved to the weapons shelf, running her hands lightly over them.
She sensed rather than saw Kal move over to her and she knew he probably had his concerned face on.
"Diana, it's probably my imagination but is something wrong?" he asked placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
Diana glanced at him over her shoulder, instantly wishing she hadn't. His eyes seemed to stare into the depths of her soul and it was just too much.
Looking back she probably over reacted in the moment. Normal women who didn't have Amazonian tempers would probably have just cried on his shoulder, unfortunately she wasn't normal. It happened so fast she didn't realise her mistake until Kal stumbled back clutching his bleeding nose.
As if by some odd enchantment her hand had curled into a fist and she'd punched him, he wasn't expecting it so never had the chance to deflect it.
"Oh Gaea, Kal are you alright?" she cried already by his side checking the damage.
"Jesus Diana, what the hell was that?" he demanded slightly irritated.
She didn't know either.
"Butter fingers?"
Kal glared at her as he used his cape to stop the bleeding,
"Are you having your monthly flux or are you angry at me over something?" he asked though his voice sounded nasally.
Diana helped him dab at his nose while trying to make sense of her suddenly confusing emotions. She'd lost control - thank the gods it had been Superman a lesser man might have lost his head. Then how would she explain that? In a rare fit of jealousy she'd lost control?
"I don't know what came over me Kal, are you going to be alright?" she asked with concern.
"I'll live don't know about my nose though," he joked with a smile, "Don't fret Diana, but next time I'll be glad if you reserve that punch for our enemies,"
He was heartbreakingly sweet. Why was he making this hard for her, if he was cold and distant it would be easier like Batman, but no.
Kal had to be considerate even when she almost sliced off his head then nearly crushed his nose.
"I will and Kal I am sorry."
"I know but you know how you can make it up to me?" he asked with a grin.
For a mad second Diana let her mind run with her, envisioning all the ways she could kiss his injury better.
"Anything," and really she meant it.
"You could start by trying not to have me be headed," he joked. "Also you can tell me if my nose is still positioned between my eyes?"
Though ridden with disappointment Diana stepped forward and removed the cape from his nose. She was supposed to be inspecting his nose but somehow her eyes trailed down to his lips.
"Beautiful, just beautiful," she said huskily.
"It's been called a lot of things but even I have to admit beautiful is a first," Kal said with a laugh.
Embarrassed she'd said that aloud Diana spun on her heels turning away from Superman. What was wrong with her? Couldn't she at least have said something that wasn't so flirty?
Like delicious, sexy...er okay it seems with thoughts like that beautiful was the safest word to have uttered.
"Hey, I'm not offended Diana quite flattered," Kal said turning her by the shoulder to face him.
His hand rested on her exposed skin showing no signs of letting go.
"You can let go of me now Kal," Diana said her voice becoming softer.
"I probably should," he whispered back.
Diana could almost feel the heat radiating from him, standing so close to him. Taking a deep breath she couldn't avoid inhaling the all manly scent that was all Kal-El.
How many men managed to smell so good after hours of vigorous workouts?
He should really cave into that fragrance company; his scent should be bottled and kept for all time.
"Why are we whispering?"
"I have no idea," Kal replied yet he also didn't raise his voice any louder.
Diana wasn't conscious they'd stepped close until she felt their bodies touching.
His engaged Diana! Her voice of reason shouted but really the other voice was much louder and what it had to say made more sense as far as Diana was concerned.
Unless he hasn't been bound spiritually to Lois he was free pickings. Plus you saw him first!
"We shouldn't even be this close," Kal was saying his lips a breath away from hers.
"Kissing me would probably be the worst thing to do right now," Diana stated just before Kal's lips crashed onto hers.
"Or ripping of your corset," he said pulling back slightly.
"Ripping of my-" Diana's sentence died in her mouth as she heard the distinct sound of fabric tearing, her clothes were supposed to be indestructible!
"Sorry about your corset," Kal quickly apologized though he didn't sound all that apologetic.
"I have tons," Diana replied her arms wrapping around his neck.
When her bikini bottoms followed the same fate Diana glared at Kal,
"I said I have tons not an unlimited supply!"
Kal was quick to silence her with another kiss his arms trapping her against his body. It was official she was now also an adulterous.
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"I slept with him!" Diana exclaimed as she shut the door behind her after entering batman's private room.
Call it a hunch but she'd had a feeling she'd find Catwoman there.
"I do believe you admitted that already," Catwoman said seeming nonplussed by having someone burst in on her.
"No as in right now, okay not exactly right now but five minutes ago now!"
Catwoman dropped her plate onto her lap, her eyes widening, "Of course you did, isn't that the whole basis of your relationship?" she asked.
Diana began to pace still on the just had amazing sex pinned against the wall in the training bay high. She felt elevated like a completely different person.
One who confided in women of questionable reputations.
"Kal, is engaged remember?" she said halting her steps to glance at Catwoman.
"You say that like it's something important..." Catwoman said confused.
"It is, to me any ways. I have a reputation," Diana elaborated.
"You're also a woman, the world will sympathize with you," Catwoman began, "Just don't expect the same from the church, they really get melodramatic over things like that, it's in the nine commandments."
Diana frowned, "I'm sure I've heard of the Ten Commandments?" she asked.
She was starting to wonder if perhaps Catwoman couldn't count.
"I obviously left out that lame one about thou shalt not steal," Catwoman said with an eye roll.
That kind of did make sense when putting into account Catwoman's line of work.
"I didn't mean to have intercourse with Kal," Diana admitted turning back to the matter at hand, the guilt now weighing heavily on her shoulders now that she thought of it as a sin.
"Intercourse, what are you medieval?" Catwoman asked tucking her feet under her, "Wondy, there is nothing wrong with having sex."
Feeling frustrated and slightly dizzy Diana sat down on the bed besides Catwoman.
"I think I should step down from the embassy," Diana said
"What?" Catwoman sat up. "Why would you do something that crazy?"
"I just feel like I've become the sort of person who has an affair then lies to everyone about it."
"Welcome to the world of politics Princess just calm down," Catwoman stated, "You superheroes are all the same one bad step and suddenly you're suicidal..."
Diana glared at Catwoman, she wasn't suicidal just guilt ridden. She really should have put up a bigger fight than what she had. Anyone could have walked in on them! Bruce probably has camera's in there!
Now she had reason to be concerned.
"How will I ever get that camera footage of me and Kal?"
"Well, I wouldn't have pegged you for the record and re-watch type but whatever gets you bothered..." Catwoman said with a shrug.
"Not to watch!" Diana snapped feeling incredulous. "To erase, someone might see it!"
"Someone tall, dark forever brooding?" Catwoman surmised. "I'll get it for you don't fret," she promised.
'"What?" Diana turned to regard Catwoman, eyes wide. "I don't want you to steal for me!"
"Relax it's what I do for a living," Catwoman said brushing off Diana's concerns.
Well if Catwoman was so insistent she'd let her.
"Thank you," Diana said.
"My pleasure," the other woman said with a grin, before growing serious. "Hey, are you okay, you look pale?"
"Well now that you've mentioned it I have been feeling slightly off," Diana mused aloud.
"Do Amazon's even get sick?" Catwoman asked sceptically.
Diana shook her head then cringed at the slight dizziness it produced.
"OMG, you're dizzy, nauseous and sick?"
Diana frowned,
"I never said that and I'm not naus-"
"This all leads to one conclusion!" Catwoman exclaimed perking up.
"That you readily jump into conclusions?"
Catwoman rolled her eyes releasing an exasperated breath, "You should really read some MB's," she chided.
"MB's?"
"Mills & Boons but never mind that now back to my conclusion," Catwoman said waving at her distractedly.
"If you must," Diana said warily.
"Maybe you're pregnant!"
