Flashback chapter.

The swimming pools glimmers in the city's night lights. The sounds of the night were dulled by the expansive glass window. Just earlier she had toweled herself dry from being in the back pool, now, she screamed to the night, knowing no one but his deaf ears would hear.

Her bikini lay on the floor somewhere in the living room, all but shreds now. She had felt him watching her more than seeing him. He had been out in the city but she wouldn't have been shocked if he was floating somewhere watching her.

The lights of Metropolis danced under her palms now, pressed flat to the glass. Her sweat barely lubricated their movements, and through the tinted glass of the penthouse, Eve could almost swear the city's sounds grounded in rhythm with theirs.

She felt his hands roam her bare body like a piece of meat, kneading and grabbing wherever there was a hold or found something that he liked.

Kal's mouth lowered from behind her ear to her throat from behind her. Her breathing grew heavier and he took that as a sign to jam her body up against the cold glass harder. His hands were inches above hers on the now-foggy floor-to-ceiling window. Eve shook her head feeling a hand raise to pinch one of her hardened nipples, her cheek smooshed to the cool glass. Their body heat made it impossible to decipher the city below from foggy blurs.

Eve cried out feeling him bite her shoulder.

"Why are you here," she had asked him in reflex. He was supposed to be with the 'Lords until nightfall. She had just toweled herself dry from the pool and had been looking at herself in the mirror near the backdoor. When she had turned around, Kal had been sitting in a chair, eyes glowing, watching her the whole time.

"Because I needed a break." He watched her instinctively clutch the towel around her tighter as he stood up and made his way to her.

She couldn't meet his gaze and focused on the carpet instead when he stood in front of her. "Aren't you going to see Lois?"

Despite living with him, Eve knew that he had a...thing still with Lois Lane. Kal would visit her from time to time, maybe for a dinner, maybe for a night, and Eve knew that Richard White could not say a thing against it if he still wanted his life. But when it all came down to it...

"I just wanted to check up on you." Kal shrugged and tried to hold back his laughter as his eyes racked up and down the short woman's body.

Eve clamped her thighs together. "I'm fine. Now you can go." She walked past him but he didn't let her get far and grabbed her wrist after a few steps away.

"Why are you saying it like I've done a crime."

Eve tugged against him, trying to slip her wrist free.

"Don't try to get away from me, Eve," he demanded.

She sighed silently, giving up. If looks could kill, the glare she gave him would have knocked him dead on the spot. "And what if I don't," she challenged. She gasped when she crashed into his chest when he yanked her close. It was like hitting a brick wall.

A sadistic grin spread across his face. "Simple. I'll just fuck you harder."

The blunt statement left her speechless.

Red made a glowing ring around the blue in his eyes.

Eve could only stare, frozen.

He ran a hand down to her thigh and his grin grew.

"Get away from me!" she demanded after regaining her voice.

"Make me."

And with that, the towel was gone. Then, her bathing suit was torn from her body. Kal's lips sucked at her pulse on her neck, her hips raised high to his as he held her against the door. She could feel him very clearly through his suit and her stomach dropped. Eve had pulled, yanked, at his hair with all her strength but nothing diverted his attention—he didn't even feel it more than a simple tug.

The hard, sharp planes of his body jammed her up against the door, his shoulders spreading her knees wide as his kisses trailed lower and lower down her body. Eve had tried to clamp her legs closed but Kal simply nipped at her stomach and secured her legs around his neck in his iron grip. Her scream dulled the sting of his teeth in her thighs, fisting his hair as he tasted her very thoroughly.

Hands touched, clothes made trails on the floor. Sometime through it all, Kal moved them to the wide floor-to-ceiling window on the far side of the living room, were they are now.

One moment, he was humping her against the cool, dark glass. Then the next, he turned her around, his hands supporting her under her thighs as Kal lifted her off the ground.

Eve had managed a "stop!" but it was very breathy and knew it fell on deaf ears. She was still very sore from last time.

She opened her eyes to stare horrified up at him. There was no mercy in those hooded azure orbs. His tone was harsh as he scolded her.

Eve flailed. She punched his chest, kicked her feet, did her best to fight against him. Kal merely glared down at her and grabbed both wrists above her head, shoving his pulsing member inside her raw entrance. His gaze seemed to bore into her as he pumped his hips into her harsh and rough, fulfilling his promise. She saw his lips part from effort, panting slightly. , and hers quivered from pain.

When Eve closed her eyes and turned away to block out the sight of his eyes, Kal held her hips and rammed into her hard enough to cause her to yelp, and bruise.

"Look at me when I'm inside you, dammit! I want to see your face when I cum inside you!" He watched Eve flinch at his hiss.

Her eyes fluttered open to gaze into those of her captor's, seeing him lean down, clearly enjoying their position. Her curls stuck out to the glass around her, kraken-like, as if to seek the stars. She was forced to hold on his wide shoulders to support herself and stiffened when he pressed his forehead to hers, making it impossible for her to concentrate on anything but him. His glare never left her eyes.

He knew just how to make her feel the most vulnerable.

So much, she wanted to shut her eyes. She wanted to be anywhere but here.

Eve began to shake feeling his thrusting increase in force. Already, she could feel fire lace up her back from the strength of the other and knew there was going to be a mass of bruises afterward—on her back, from his hold on her hips to keep her in place, of the friction of him between her thighs. She winced each time the alien would jerk, letting out soft grunts as he took out his pleasure on the smaller human woman.

Kal-El also punished her in small ways: twisting her wrists almost to the breaking point, yanking her harder down on his erection so she was all but drilled into the glass.

Eve began to take deep gasps to hide the sobs in her throat, and her bottom lip trembled in the effort as Kal shifted inside her, ramming harder. She could feel his full length inside her now. Before, she would not have complained, enjoying it, no doubt, that he was gifted with not only length but he was very wide.

It was times like these that she envied Lois Lane.

Her nails clawed the flawless skin as she held his neck.

Whenever he hit her, he refused to let up until he was satisfied. Which she found to be more often than she'd like.

Eve's eyes widened when Kal released his hand on her hip to down between her thighs.

"N-no, Kal. S-stop, stop! You can't...no...!" She bit her lip so her mouth wouldn't part in a silent moan. Her voice had cracked. Kal only grinned, continuing his ministrations. He could already feel her insides tightening and her legs beginning to quiver.

"Why...? Be...because I'm making you...enjoy it...?" He teased between thrusts. "Admit it, you like it. You like this." The pressure applied by his thumb only made her squirm and she gasped at the knot growing in her lower stomach. "Especially when I play with your cat," he mocked.

Eve shook her head vigorously and shut her eyes.

"You like it when I eat you out. Admit it."

That statement alone made her freeze and her eyes snap open. She swallowed, and not from embarrassment. Eve turned her head as she began panting from his efforts.

The effort it took to try ignoring the growing warmth in her abdomen was ridiculous. She hated him; she hated Superman, Kal. If she had the choice, she would have left him a long time ago. Yet, she felt herself grow wetter at his grunts in her ear as he began reaching his climax.

Not long later, Eve cried out, feeling the knot in her stomach release. Then she felt Kal empty himself inside her soon after. She was breathless from the exertion and fell limp onto him, closing her eyes and burying her face into his shoulder. Even if this was her captor, her tormentor, her mind couldn't take any more.

More times than could be counted, she wished for things to go back to the way they were. How she wouldn't give to be back at The Planet, to hear another one of Jimmy's ramblings or Perry's loud voice. How she'd love to race Lois across the city to the next scoop, of a speckles-wearing man who would discuss potential leads over lunch. Anything to wake up in bed to find that this was all just a dream.

She let her shoulders shake in quiet sobs.

"There there, Eve, honey, it's alright," Kal soothed her as he pulled her away from the glass and to the bedroom to set her on the soft comforters. He kissed the salty trails on her cheeks as she cried openly. His arms moved to wrap around her small waist.

His kisses trailed from her cheeks to her nose as he spoke to her quietly. "In time, I assure you, it will become easier. When you learn to completely give up hope, that you won't ever leave this place, will you enjoy it as much as me. You'll stay here, babe, with me." Kal tilted her chin up to his as he lay on the bed besides her, the covers now covering them both. He planted a deep kiss on her trembling lips. "I'll keep you forever."

That night she broke, and the tears didn't stop falling.

*Credit goes to Shezka Foxe and Piera Jade for the closing, ending POV and dialogue to this chapter. *