DCOU: Big Lights
The night remained quite young, if even for a while, as the halls of the S.T.A.R. Labs facility in Osaka lit up in a pure yet slightly dim white. However, the only thing that could've been even brighter, if it were in use at the moment, would be the Doctor Light suit of Kimiyo Hoshi. With arms crossed and folded, she stood still and stared out the wide clean window into the colourful neon city beyond, accompanied by the distant reverberated sounds of sirens calling.
Out of leftfield, a sound of close knocking broke the uncertain silence, and freed Kimiyo of her nightly daze.
"Come in," Kimiyo turned back and spoke.
The door then slightly opened with a creak as a tall shadow emerged from the streaming light.
"Hello?" a deep feminine voice called from within.
As the door opened further, Kimiyo looked to see a familiar figure, the tall armoured stature of Big Barda standing in front of the open door to her office.
"Hey Barda," Kimiyo recognised. "You okay?"
"Yes, I am," Big Barda answered, fully entering the room. "Just came to see if you are as well."
"Yeah, I'm allright too,"
"You sure you're not feeling a bit lonely up here this late?" Barda questioned.
Kimiyo didn't answer right away. As much as she'd enjoy watching the skyline at night, she'd love to watch it with someone close. "I might've been a bit," she admitted. "I guess being alone doesn't exactly help deal with the stress any superhero would go through."
"Maybe I can help with that," Barda offered, closing the door behind her.
"How so?" Kimiyo questioned.
Barda didn't feel the need to answer that question as she walked forth and backed Kimiyo against the pale-grey wall, smooth enough to flatten the latter's cape. A quick gasp escaped Kimiyo's lips in reaction to this.
"I'm not sure if my bosses entirely appreciate office romances," Kimiyo said.
"I didn't fly four-hundred million lightyears not to kiss a beautiful mortal like you, Miss Kimiyo Hoshi," Barda retorted, stroking the Asian woman's smooth black hair.
"And you've rather miles to before we get some sleep," the last thing Kimiyo said before she chose to give in to the taller woman's charms and let their lips touch.
Giving herself entirely into the warm embrace of Barda, Kimiyo laid her hands on the lower half of the goddess' armour-clad back. Sweet chilled air was inhaled through their nostrils, soon to be converted into warm breaths exhaled from their mouths. Such breaths melded together as their tongues joined in a harmonious dance with Barda's taking the dominant lead.
"Would you like me to take care of that headdress of yours?" Barda asked in a husky whisper. "I promise to treat it with absolute care."
"Your promises are as unbreakable as your armour and spirit," Kimiyo permitted breathily.
Barda gently lifted Kimiyo of her white delicate headdress and swiftly set it aside on the desk close by. Kimiyo herself then returned the favour by assisting Barda in removing her bulky helmet, releasing her long bistre-coloured hair, loose and free, longer even than Kimiyo's own hair by a few inches. They putted down the big helmet next to Kimiyo's headdress before returning to their love session.
Whether consciously or subconsciously, the two lovers took off their gloves and dropped them to the ground with less care as the helmets.
The goddess soon reached down to rub the crouch area of Kimiyo's Light suit with ease, sending a spark through her body. A gasp escaped Kimiyo's lips before she started to shudder and her grip on Barda's back became tighter. With one free hand, Barda stroked Kimiyo's smooth radiant cheeks before leaving little pecks on them, then she took good long licks across her chin and jawline, taking in the sweet taste.
Neither women didn't even care about whether they should keep the rest of their costumes on or not, as long as they were able to feel each other's bodies. Barda's fingers pressed deep into the tight suit, moving up and down and circling around, while slightly increasing in speed. The doctor's light moans and heavy breaths grew shorter within every instance.
Kimiyo suit already began to flitter and glow, from the arousal she was feeling. Barda didn't mind being potentially blinded one bit as her fingers made deep circles around her lover's sensitive centre, feeling the tight leather heat up with friction. Were it not her suit reaching maximum light, Kimiyo could've seen stars in her head, and even if she did, they would no doubt go all supernova at once.
Soon enough, with a Kimiyo's tensed up body gave way and released a burst of orgasmic energy before Barda's hand. Feeling the dampness increase, Barda eventually slowed down her rhythm, feeling the soaking with her bare fingers. She took a small sample and sucked on it with ease.
"You okay?" Barda asked.
"More than okay," Kimiyo managed to say as her breaths slowed down. "I feel amazing, best feeling in ages."
"Good to know, because I wish to ask you this," Barda then kneeled down, encased Kimiyo's hands in hers and proposed. "Will you be my wedded wife?"
"Of course I will," Kimiyo accepted before she looked down at herself. "Now mind if you help me get this suit cleaned please?"
"I can help out with that for you," Barda offered, looking down there and licking her lips at the opportunity.
"Easier said than done," Kimiyo giggled at the thought.
The End...?