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Warning: This chapter contains mature situations.


J'onn opened his briefcase expecting to see a sea of floating documents. Instead his papers were filed and clipped neatly together. A small letter attached read: "Next time do it yourself." He chuckled at M'yri'ah's grouchy sounding note.

M'yri'ah had put a small lunch beside his folders, a couple cucumber sandwiches and an apple. It had been a while since anyone had taken care of him even in a small way. Not since…

He absently ate his sandwiches at his desk, his colleagues bustling around with their menagerie of thoughts buffeting his mind. He closed them out for a while. His own happy little thoughts whirled through his head as he looked through his folders. He wanted to see her again tonight, but it was getting to be a bit much traveling back and forth every day with the two of them working. Maybe he should invite M'yri'ah over this weekend.

What was he doing?

He stood up abruptly, his chair making a scraping sound as he got up.

"Hey John." His partner Tom called to him, noticing how quickly he had jumped up. "Have somewhere you need to be?"

"Smoke break." Was an old line he used for years now, he really would have to think up some new material.

"Those things will kill you." Tom warned.

"I know." J'onn grumbled. Once outside he pulled out his phone and dialed M'yri'ah's number. There were a few rings and just when he thought she wasn't going to answer he heard the phone make a click sound. He heard her intake of breath before she announced who it was. "M'yri'ah?" He interrupted.

"Yes, J'onn?" She sounded genuinely surprised to hear from him. "Is there something the matter?"

He paused only a moment before continuing, trying to figure out how to ask her to his home without tipping her off. "I was wondering if you would consider coming home."

"Right now?" She asked, he imagined her looking at a clock. "But it's the middle of the day. Are you at my apartment?"

"No." Was all he offered.

"Can I meet you after work?" She wondered why he was sounding so cryptic.

"That would be fine." Although he would rather see her now he could wait.

"What's this about?" She asked. "Where would you like to meet?"

J'onn didn't know if he really wanted to ask her this over the phone. "My place."

This time she paused. "I've never been to your home J'onn." M'yri'ah said softly.

"I know." He didn't realize until now how bad that sounded. "I'll get off early and meet you at your apartment after work."

"Alright." She paused before adding. "J'onn?"

"Yes?"

"I love you."

It was good to hear. "I love you too."


"Oh." J'onn startled her as soon as she stepped out of her office building. "I didn't expect you to be so prompt or waiting here for me. I thought you wanted to meet at my apartment?"

"I couldn't wait to see you." He held out his hand for M'yri'ah which she took immediately, as if she were afraid he would change his mind if she took too long. He began leading them to the train station nearby.

"Well aren't you sweet." M'yri'ah let out a contented sigh.

"You wore me down." He feigned distress.

M'yri'ah let out a good hearted laugh and he felt the edges of his own mouth begin to lift ever so slightly. "Oh good. It had to happen sometime."

He squeezed her hand so she would meet his gaze. "Thank you for making me lunch."

M'yri'ah could remember times like this long ago. J'onn had always been so good about thanking her, even for small things. "I should make you lunch more often if it will put you in such a good mood."

At her inquisitive look about where they were headed he said, "Once we leave the city we can fly off."

Oh, so he wasn't from around here? "Where do you live?"

"About six hundred and fifty miles away in Colorado." J'onn did so enjoy the surprised look on her face.

"What?" M'yri'ah stared at him, stopping them both on the sidewalk. "Are you serious?" She couldn't believe he lived so far away! "My god and you followed me around each day." She knew he could get around quickly but to go back and forth twice each day was a bit much.

"I stayed in Central City for the first month you were here." He explained. "I didn't fly back and forth."

She started walking with him again, her heels clacking on the hard ground. "So you took vacation time to stalk me."

"I was observing you." He corrected. "I didn't know who you really were."

"I didn't know you either." She admitted. "I was actually afraid of you."

"I know." He wondered. "Why?"

"Because you were always scowling at me and angry looking when you were thinking." That and you dress like a villain."

"Do I?" He allowed himself to laugh at that. "If it isn't the pot calling the kettle black, you dressed like a mummy."

"I did not." She shared in his laughter. "It's not like I picked out how that uniform looked. It sort of had a mind of its own."

"Hm." J'onn cleared his throat, his smile fading. That made the article of clothing even more disturbing. He was so glad she was rid of it.

They took the train to the outskirts of town and then soared off into the sky together when they were sure no one could see.

For most of the journey they flew together in compatible silence.

M'yri'ah took off a few times to play in the clouds before returning to his side. Hesitantly he even reached out and let his hand sift through the puffy clouds, making a white trail behind him as he went. The rush of the wind against his face felt brisk and made him feel more alive. It had been a long time since he had really enjoyed flying. J'onn supposed with M'yri'ah at his side once more, the world felt new again.

Her platinum hair blew back from her face, revealing her pointed ears. Today her eyes were as green as her skin, when she caught him staring she blinked at him, her eyes glowing a golden color. He laughed as she flew ahead, daring him to catch her.


J'onn liked that she felt comfortable enough with him to revert back to her natural form as soon as he shut the door behind them. He followed suit, towering over her.

Now that he was looking at her, she had a rather exaggerated hourglass shape and was pleasantly rounded above and below. Her legs seemed to make up half of her body and went on. She must have noticed his heated gaze. For once she didn't tease him, but instead turned her head away shyly as her face flushed.

He was about to step towards her when she drew in a breath. "So this is where you hang your hat at night."

J'onn looked around the room. "Yes." It was rather large compared to her small apartment that they met in often.

M'yri'ah stepped away from, him going deeper into the house. All the doors in the back of the house were open so she could see inside. "Hm." It was spotless.

She hadn't said anything and it made him wonder. "Does my home displease you?"

"No, you have a nice apartment." She just could hardly believe how clean it was. "Is it staged? Do you really live here?"

What a strange thing for her to say. "Why do you ask?"

"J'onn, you are complete slob." She wasn't about to mince words with him. "I cannot imagine you living here." She ran her hand across an empty table and there wasn't any dust or dirt. "Unless you've been hit on the head and had a complete personality change of course."

"I wasn't that bad." He defended.

"I used to clean up after you constantly." She rested a hand on her hip and she leveled her gaze with his. "I swear it was like walking behind a whirlwind when you came home every night." A slight smile touched her lips. "At least I knew what I was getting into. I remember seeing your… bachelor pad."

"I straightened up before you came." He admitted.

"Where is it?" She meant the mess he was hiding.

"I've managed to contain it in the hall closet." J'onn said sheepishly.

M'yri'ah eyeballed the rooms towards the back of his apartment wondering which door the mess was hiding behind. "I cannot wait to see it."

"I wouldn't recommend it." He warned dryly. "You might die in an avalanche of paper."

"What are you collecting this time?"

J'onn leaned against the kitchen counter, looking very comfortable. "Just copies of case files I've been working on, homicides mostly."

J'onn never really brought his work home with him before unless it was in the form of a story. "Are you allowed to take all those papers home?"

"Who knows?" He was so blasé she laughed at him.

"J'onn J'onzz, living in a murder mystery novel." M'yri'ah gestured grandly. "I suppose it suits you, you always did enjoy your job."

"It's something to keep myself occupied." He really didn't have anything to do once he got home anyway so he figured he might as well work.

"I see."

"What did you do then?" J'onn asked. "When you came to earth?"

"All sorts of things. I was a medic in several wars. You can't live on earth without getting tangled in a few of those. I was a nurse in peacetime. I was a seamstress, a maid, a waitress, one time I turned myself into a man so I could be a doctor before women were allowed to hold such positions." She ticked off her jobs on her fingers. "I was even an actor in a theatre once. My husband sent me to earth about five hundred years ago so I've had plenty of time to try out different things."

She certainly was all over the place as far as jobs went. "And what do you do now?"

"Oh, I'm a secretary I suppose." M'yri'ah almost rolled her eyes at how bad Wally was with his messy office. "It's my job to keep my boss's office in order. You can see the floor now that in itself is a miracle."

J'onn almost smiled at that and decided prompt her to tell him more about her time here on earth. "You've been on earth a long time."

"Yes, unfortunately." But then again maybe she had been fortunate after all. "I suppose it wasn't all bad, I had people around to talk to. You… he wasn't so lucky." M'yri'ah corrected herself. "He spent that time being marooned on Mars with a bunch of paralyzed soldiers." She shook her head. "I'm still not sure why he left them alive like that." She also wondered how on earth they managed to live in that dormant state for so long. "It seemed almost less kind to leave them the way he did rather than putting them out of their misery. And at any rate they got you in the end."

"Got me?" J'onn asked.

"Yes well, got him." M'yri'ah looked away, rushing through her next few sentences. "I felt his presence for the first time in so long. I was so excited that he had made it to earth that I rushed to see him. I didn't realize that the Imperium followed him and I believe I distracted him and..." She didn't finish.

He felt a wave of her guilt rush through him. "I see."

"After my friends and I defeated the Imperium I buried him under that rock, in the forest."

"Why there?" J'onn wondered. "You don't really seem to know Dr. Erdel."

"I don't know. It just felt like the right place." M'yri'ah often wondered that herself. She carried his body for quite a distance before deciding on a place. "Maybe I wanted him to be buried somewhere pretty, a place I thought he might like to visit." She paused before answering. "Dr. Erdel and I didn't really speak to one another. He transported me to his lab once as an experiment. It was kind of annoying. I didn't really stop to ask him any questions and just left like I did this time." She shrugged. "But I did get to see the woods around his home before I went back home. They were beautiful."

He was sorry now that his curiosity got the best of him. He really didn't want to spend time with her making her sad. "M'yri'ah?"

She perked up at his serious tone. "Yes?"

"Would you consider living here with me?" M'yri'ah looked at him as if he grew a second head. "What is it?"

She finally composed herself. "Oh, it's nothing. It's just so sudden." He seemed to have been keeping her at arm's length for the most part since she arrived even though things have gotten much friendlier between them to say the least. "I wouldn't want to intrude."

"You are my wife. You wouldn't be intruding."

His words made her heart twist in her chest.

He went on. "I know that you are fond of the city you live in, but Denver is nice too. Also my apartment is large enough to start a family. We can move out if it gets too crowded."

J'onn really was full of surprises today. M'yri'ah felt she must be dreaming. "You want to start a family?"

"Well yes." He said. "Unless you don't want to."

"I would, I'm just surprised." M'yri'ah shook her head absently. "What brought all this on?"

"I suppose I am tired of wasting time. I already know I've made my decision to be with you a while ago. I was just letting fear cloud my judgement." He took her hand in his. "I just don't want to be away from you any longer."

"I want that too." M'yri'ah said slowly, looking down as if in thought. "But..."

"But?" He wondered if he had waited too long now.

"But I need to break my lease and leave my job. It wouldn't do to just disappear." She finally established a new identity in this world and it would be awful to destroy it now. "You understand don't you?"

J'onn didn't really want to wait, but he felt to say otherwise would make him pretty selfish. "Of course."

"It will only be for maybe a month or so and then we can be together." M'yri'ah knew he wasn't happy about having to wait, because she wasn't either. "I can come here on the weekends and get settled in if that's alright."

At least they wouldn't be away from each other for much longer. "That would be fine."

M'yri'ah looked out of his window, there was hardly any daylight left and it would be very dark before she got home. It might be fine for J'onn to travel in the evenings and early mornings but her night vision was sorely lacking. "That being said it's getting late and I really need to head back if I am going to get any rest tonight."

"You are going back to your apartment now?" J'onn supposed he only had himself to blame. He really hadn't explained what he was up to when he asked her to come over and wanted to surprise her. Maybe she could have taken off if he had said something earlier.

She shifted her weight onto both of her legs before standing on her toes and pulling him down for a quick kiss. "Thank you for inviting me over J'onn." M'yri'ah moved towards the door and he was maybe a step behind her.

"I wish you would stay." His voice held a hint of sadness to it.

It was strange to have the tables turned on him for once. Usually it was him leaving her apartment at night, not the other way around. "I can't, I have to work in the morning." She stood on her toes again and kissed his cheek. "But I will come back this weekend if you like."

"I would like that." This time he kissed her. His arms slid around her lower back and pulled her to him.

M'yri'ah made a small sound of surprise in the back of her throat before closing her eyes and returning his enthusiastic kiss. Her arms wrapped around the back of his neck and for the moment at least it seemed she had forgotten about leaving altogether.

J'onn hands slid down to cup her rear. She gasped at his touch and he took the opportunity to deepen his kiss with her. He felt her body begin to tremble against his, her fingers mindlessly kneading the back of his neck and shoulder. He broke the kiss. "I want you." He whispered against her lips.

She looked him square in the eye when she said. "Then take what you want."

That was all the permission he needed. He dragged her body flush against his, the contrasting textures of their skin pressed together as close as possible. She really was a great kisser. She hungrily devoured his mouth before leaving a trail of nipping kisses down his neck. "M'yri'ah." She was so small he decided to lift her and deposit her on the countertop. At least she didn't have to stand on tip toe and he didn't have to lean down so far.

She took in a shuddering breath as his hands traveled up her thighs. She came up for air, twisting her head to the side. "I guess I can stay a little longer."

He kissed along her neck. "I must not be doing my job right if you are still able to talk."

"I wouldn't say that." She gasped as his fingers brushed the center of her before moving quickly upward.

He ran his tongue along a line across her breast. Her nipples began forming stiff peaks and grew dark as she became more aroused. He was pleased to see that at least that was the same. He enjoyed the contented sighs she made as he continued his ministrations on her breasts. His hand trailed down her stomach before thumbing across her maidenhood.

She let out a strangled moan. "I want you."

"And I want you, but I want to play with you more."

"You are so cruel." M'yri'ah's legs wrapped themselves around his hips and drew him closer.

"We shall see." J'onn wasn't about you to give in just yet. He pulled her legs off of him before kneeling down in front of her, letting the back of her thighs rest against his shoulders.

M'yri'ah let out a startled gasp when she felt his breath against her. She thought he really must be tall to be able to rest on his knees and still manage to reach her body. Her thoughts quickly abandoned her as he kissed her, then she felt his tongue roll over her. She let her head and back rest against the cabinets behind her. She touched him wherever she could reach, which wasn't much at the moment, his shoulders, face and hands.

He chuckled wickedly when she let out a small cry and began rocking her hips into his mouth. Her body opened up slowly to him. "Oh, J'onn. Please."

"If you are sure." J'onn grinned, standing up from his kneel on the floor. He positioned himself at her opening. It was very apparent that their size difference might become an issue as he pushed into her.

"Please." M'yri'ah let out a whine of frustration. God it had been so long since they had been together. She felt him pressing into her body at a maddeningly slow pace. When he was finally seated within her completely she let out a sound he mistook for pain and he stopped.

J'onn wondered if maybe their bodies were a little too different. "I can change into something more familiar if you like." He offered.

She supposed he meant to change himself to the way her husband looked. "No, this is fine." She reached up to caress his face. "I would like to try."

"I just want you to be comfortable."

"I know." She decided to tease him by echoing his words. "Would you like me to change into something more familiar?"

"No, no." He said a little too quickly, making her laugh breathily. "I like you the way you are." Although she was so small and delicate looking he began to worry he might hurt her unintentionally.

"Don't worry J'onn, you won't break me."

"Mm." He wasn't so sure.

"I know you worry because I look so human but I'm tougher than I look. You know this." She pushed her hips into his. "Please, I need you."

Maybe he should let her control the pace. Then he wouldn't have to worry about hurting her. He could see her threshold. "Then take what you want." He echoed her words from earlier.

That was all the invitation she needed. She pushed him away from her and hopped down from the counter. She then pushed him to the hard kitchen floor. He was a little surprised she didn't lead him to the bed or living room but he didn't mind. It was kind of exciting this way.

Her mouth came down on his as she straddled him. Her body was eager and ready to receive him as she slid down him. She broke the kiss before impaling herself on him. All her movements were smooth and well-practiced. She seemed to know what she liked and wasn't shy or embarrassed about it.

Dear gods, his body was formed in such a way that no matter how she rocked against him he rubbed her just the right way. "You feel so good." She shuddered.

"I can tell." J'onn breathed. M'yri'ah was trying to stall, trying to draw their pleasure out but it wasn't working. It had been too long. He only needed to brush his fingers across that mass of nerves between her legs and she was lost. He wasn't too far behind, grabbing her hips and having his release within her as well.

Her body seemed to melt into his, her soft skin filled in the hard lines of his stomach and chest as she fell forward onto him.

J'onn stroked her shuddering body as her breathing returned to normal. "I love you."

"You do?" She panted, tracing the lines of muscle on his stomach.

J'onn laughed at her playful tone. "Of course, I can't help myself."

"I love you too." She lifted herself up on him. "I want you again." She didn't wait for his reply before she began rocking her hips back and forth.

It was nice to be wanted he decided. This time her pace wasn't so hurried, patiently waiting while his body became aroused once more. He focused on the roll of her hips and stomach muscles as she maneuvered back and forth, grinding on him. She took his hands to steady herself on top of him.

She seems to be completely unaware of the sweet sounds she was making or even the volume in which she uttered her noises. Every time he surged his hips up into her she let out a startled cry.

J'onn growled his frustration. He loved watching her much softer body move over him and shake with pleasure but she was so slow and deliberate. She was driving him insane. He rocked his hips into her thrusts, meeting her. He freed up one of her hands, keeping one for leverage. His free hand gripped her hip and guided her steady rhythm.

M'yri'ah's breathing became shallower and her body began quivering the closer she came. He was ready for her when her body was seized in pleasure. She let out a strangled sigh as he tugged her hips up and down on him. Her neck snapped back as she let out a guttural moan.

Only once she began breathing again did he roll her underneath him. He kept hold of her hips, never once exiting her body. She panted softly in his ear as he blindly pinned her hands to the floor with his own. "My turn." She whimpered at his words and he began thrusting into her. He found her sweet spot and he felt her body tighten again. He let his ego take over for a moment, wanting to force her to come underneath him once more before he took his pleasure. Her head twisted back and forth as she lost control. Her whimpering cries turned into a scream as she arched her body into his.

M'yri'ah whined as he withdrew from her. She woke up from the sexual fog that had consumed her only moments ago to find him carrying her into her room.

There wasn't anything very tender about him at the moment. J'onn practically dumped her on the mattress. She used her feet to propel herself towards the center of bed. She didn't have to wait long as he advanced on her retreating form. His hand shot out and grabbed her ankle, dragging her underneath him. He pulled her legs up until her feet were just over his shoulders. He had no issues sliding back into her.

"Your turn?" She purred.

J'onn responded by pumping into her body hard and fast.

She honestly had no idea what had gotten into her. She had never been a stranger to her husband's love making and she always found pleasure in it but it was like this particular version of him could just force her to orgasm. "Oh J'onn..."

J'onn felt pleasure flow through him as she uttered his name. "Together." He urged her, releasing her legs from his shoulders and lowering himself over her. He wanted to be closer to her.

"Hurry." She couldn't stand it much longer. Her legs wrapped around his middle and she began tilting her hips to meet his.

"You're mine." He growled, bowing his body up so he could nip at her neck.

She turned her head to give him better access and she felt his sharp teeth graze her flesh but not pierce. "Yes." She agreed.

"Tell me." He demanded.

"I'm yours." She whimpered.

A spike of white hot pleasure shot through him, he buried his face into the comforter beside her head and groaned. "And I am yours." He nearly collapsed on her, but managed at the last moment to keep the majority of his weight in his elbows. He chose to stay over her for now, enjoying the way her body continued to throb underneath him.

M'yri'ah stroked his back and neck. "I can't move." She panted finally.

He bit into the soft skin of her neck, tasting the salt from her sweat. "I can." What was that expression? He felt like he could run a marathon?

M'yri'ah glanced at the clock on his nightstand and saw how late it was. It had felt like such a short time but they had been at it for hours it seemed. "I guess I'm not going home tonight." Even if she left now she wasn't sure she would make it in time for work.

"I'm sorry." But his expression and tone told her he wasn't sorry at all.

"I'll bet you are." She quipped. "When I get in trouble for skipping work, I'm blaming you."

"I guess I'll just have to endure it." J'onn lifted himself over her again.

"Again?" She half laughed half moaned, pressing herself into him. "You are going to kill me."

"I thought you said you couldn't move." He teased.

"I suppose I can be wrong from time to time."


Author's notes: Yeah, I edited this although you probably couldn't tell. If you want the completely unedited version please check out my deviantart site. My name is Restrictor there.

I love substituting words out and making it sound more like a trashy romance novel than an erotic fiction (hehe). I doubt I edited this down enough though so I'm a little worried. I will probably go back through here and try to shave out more of the language and actions if needed. I'm definitely hoping I don't get banned for it. So if you do see something you like and suddenly find it missing on this chapter you can at least go to my deviantart page is all else fails.

The next chapter has been edited much better than this one. Although I'm pretty sure not many people will want to read the edited parts.