V: Ultraman's POV
Moments before
I watched Barry's dumbass touch her. He grabbed her by her arms. A part of me wanted to break his neck the second his druggy hands touched her.
"Mine," I thought to myself.
"Could you stop thinking so damn lord over there Clark," I heard J'onzz voice come from behind me. "I can hear you erection all the way over here."
I adjusted myself before I turned to look at my old friend.
"At least I can still get it up," I retorted back to him with a smirk. "Not my fault those white martians cut off you dick."
J'onzz started at me for several moments before he let out a scoff.
"At least I know how to work with that I do have," he said with his mind. "My woman doesn't complain either."
"Damn, he got me there," I thought to myself.
I cussed for he was already in my head. I hated when he did that. It only really happened in the few moments I was distracted. I felt his wormy green mind searching through my head to discover my feelings.
"You like her," he added.
"Get out of my head J'onzz," I said aloud.
As J'onzz probed further into my mind images flash in my mind. It was the moment I saw her on the island Circe told me of. I was speaking with her mother for the far side of the island. Off in the distance I saw her walking side by side with another woman, a buff red-haired woman. She looked so small next to red woman. All I could think about was Circe's words, "The queen's daughter was unbreakable."
My dick grew hard at the thought of someone I could be truly with. No holds barred and no holding back. While the queen continued to drone on I focused on the raven-haired woman's voice. It was husky yet soft.
"Come now Alexa," the raven-haired woman said.
"I'm not telling you anything more," the red woman replied.
The raven-haired woman stepped in front of the red woman. They stopped.
"But I heard rumors that there was a man here," the raven-haired woman continued.
The larger red-haired woman rolled her eyes.
"I want to see him," she added. "Come on Alexa."
"You know your mother won't allow that to happen," the red-haired woman took a deep breath. "If there was a man here, which there isn't."
"Lie." she hissed back.
The red woman took several steps to the side and walked around the raven-haired woman. As she continued on her way she said.
"He's alright, if you find men appealing."
The raven-hair woman smiled.
Rage filled me. That memory was mine alone to see. With my hand still holding the golden rope I reached for J'onzz neck. He moved to dodge my advances by wasn't quick enough. I grabbed him by the throat.
"Don't do that again," I growled.
My crimson eye flared up as I spoke to him.
"My personal thoughts are my own," I added. "You will do well to remember that."
J'onzz nodded, "You really like her?"
I ignored his question. I was Ultraman. I wasn't capable of emotions especially not ones of an intimate nature. J'onzz just sighed after a few moments of silence between us.
"She's going to try and kill you again Clark," he said as I released my grip on his throat.
I left the golden rope draped around J'onzz neck. Turning towards the door I began to float into the air.
"I'd like to see her try," I replied. "Have Bruce look into that when he gets back. I might have use of it later."
In a flash I was gone. Zooming through my headquarters I exit the building and head up to the penthouse. Flying high into the sky I saw her as I reached my quarters. She was on her knees throwing up on my floor.
"Damnit Barry," I hissed.
Lowering myself onto the balcony I bellowed.
"Out!"
The floor beneath my feet vibrated as I spoke. Barry and Jordan heads both snapped over in my direction. They both took several steps back away from her. She looked so fragile
"We were just…"
"Leaving…."
They said as they both backed out of my room. Leaving us alone. She kept her eyes to the floor. Her heart race as I approached.
"Forgive my brothers…" I said.
I kept my voice in a low tone. I smelt fear. Her fear of me.
..."They think with their dicks more than their brains."
Slowly she looked up at me.
"I'm sorry about the…."
Her eyes, her blue, blue eyes. I needed to be closer. I rushed towards her. Her raven-hair blow back away from her darken skin. As I reached her, I placed my hand underneath her chin. I pulled her face towards me. I could lose myself in those eyes.
"Barry is high as a kite at the moment," I said.
I tilted her head from side to side observing every inch of her face.
"Contact high…."
"What?" she asked.
She tried to pull her face from my grasp, but I held firm to her. He must have just started shooting up when I called him to up. She should be fine after a shower and some rest.
"You've got a contact high from the yellow shirted ass," I answered. "Take off your clothes."
Her eyes grew wide at my words.
"No," she replied. "I am no sex slave for you!"
I laughed as I released her face. She thought I was going to make her my sex slave? What did her mother and those other women tell her about me. Yes I wanted to fuck her, but she'd be a willing party when I did. I stood to his full height and headed towards my bathroom.
"Fine remain covered in vomit," I said. "But the shower is over there if you change your mind…"
"Shit," she grumbled under her breath.
As I walk away from I let a smirk spread across my face.
