Diana was nervous as she led Clark down to Themyscira. All week she'd prayed and prayed that she and Clark would be able to leave unscathed. Facing her mother was one thing, facing all of her sisters was another. She'd visited the island several times since the feast was announced, ordering the seating arrangements for Clark's table, and making sure it was widely known that no Amazon was to attack Clark. There was no guarantee however of anything, Hippolyta's orders have been disobeyed before, occasionally by Diana herself. Instead of landing on the beach and walking into the heart of the city as she usually did. Diana and Clark flew directly to her old bed chambers. They swooped in through the large open window, immediately upon landing Diana pulled Clark close into a passion filled kiss.
"What was that for?" Clark asked when Diana finally broke away.
"For some reason I've always wanted to do that in here." Diana had imagined doing a lot more than kissing in this room, but now was not the time.
"Oh." Clark looked around, he'd never seen this part of Diana's life before. The marble floors, and brick walls which were lined with many weapons. And there were three arched doorways that led to different rooms. "So how much of this is yours?"
"There are four rooms in total, all of which are mine. When we were very young, Donna and I shared this chamber, but now she stays in the next one."
"Where does Kara stay?" He asked.
"In the next building across the road."
"Hmm." He went to the wall of weapons, his hands grazing across a warhammer. "It's dusty in here."
"Well I don't stay here very often anymore. Before I moved to Metropolis I would split time sleeping here or the Watchtower, but these days, I've been staying with you so much, now I barely even sleep at my own apartment."
"Did you make all of these weapons?"
"Most of them."
"You are a dangerous woman, you know that?" Clark marveled.
"What makes you say that?"
"You come off as this soft, caring beautiful woman, but it's easy to forget the other side of you. Here I am in your childhood bedroom and you have a wall decorated with deadly weapons, and if necessary you will not hesitate to use them. Wait a minute... I'm in your bedroom. I'm not going home today am I?"
"Clark you'll be fine. I won't leave your side all day."
"It's nice to have you as a protector and all, but I still don't feel that much better. I feel like if anybody knows that I'm in your bedroom they'll just hate me even more."
"Myself, Kara, Donna, My mother, and possibly Epione all do not hate you. I can't speak for the others but they most likely can't hate you any more than they already do. Gossip flies very quickly here. Everyone knows that you have 'defiled' me, so they probably expect us to be in here."
"I remember you saying that they knew about us. But they think I defiled you now? Didn't you tell them..."
"Yes I told them that I also wanted you just as you wanted me, but they don't understand. They can't understand." Diana moved to stand close and hold his hands. "These women have been beaten, abused, and controlled, and they associate all these things with men. Particularly a man as strong as you. This is a burden that you have to face, it is on your shoulders to show them the truth. Prove to them that they are wrong, and that they can live in peace. This could be monumental for the future of Themyscira, you can do this. I believe in you, and will stand by your side every step of the way. Just be yourself, everything will work itself out."
"Ok. So what are the plans for this feast?"
"Oh, it's more than just a feast. It is a party. There will be entertainment, music, even dancing." Diana perked up over the dancing. She had a surprise in store for him about that. "I don't know everything that is planned, but I do know that a fun time will be had by all."
Clark wasn't as sure about that. But was trying to be optimistic.
"They'll be expecting us at any time. Try not to look too retreating, because that will reflect poorly on me, but try not to look too intimidating either as that will start a fight." Diana took a deep breath. "Anything you see, just take it in stride, I don't expect you to understand everything. If you're confused about anything just ask me. Okay?"
"If I'm confused. Just ask you." Clark stated flatly. "No problem."
"Good. Now kiss me." Diana grabbed him and pulled him down to her.
Phillipus was informed that Diana and her man had arrived several minutes ago. There were questions about some of the arrangements Diana had demanded. After Kara and Donna were found unable to help it was decided Diana must be consulted. The first place Phillipus decided to look was her bedroom.
Locked doors were a highly uncommon occurrence on Themyscira, the natural closeness each woman shared and the lack of modesty most showed didn't lead to it being necessary. Many times during Diana's upbringing did Phillipus open her door unannounced, weather she had been sleeping, changing, exercising or any other activity not once did Phillipus witness anything unbecoming of an Amazon. Until today.
Throwing the door open, she was shocked to find Diana wrapped in the arms of her man. With her lips all over his, her hands on his body and his on hers. It was a disturbing sight, one she hadn't seen in centuries. Horrible memories were sent to the forefront of her mind of the last time she witnessed a man kissing a woman.
Phillips shook her head, trying desperately not to recall the horrifying memories of watching her Queen and dearest friend brutalized by the monster Heracles for refusing to kiss him properly. Seeing Diana, who looked so much like her mother in an embrace with a man was too much.
"Princess!" She shouted, gripping the hilt of the sword at her belt.
Diana quickly disengaged from Clark. Highly embarrassed to be caught in such a position. "Phillipus."
"Princess, your assistance is needed in the hall." Phillipus couldn't even look at them. Her breathing was heavy, she felt sick.
Clark knew about several Amazons from Diana over the years. He knew that Philippus was The Queen's closest friend, advisor and General of the army, but she did not look well. "Are you alright?" He asked.
Diana crossed the room to the General, holding her for support. Phillipus looked like she might fall. "Are you ill Phillipus, what is wrong?"
Phillipus whispered as if Clark couldn't hear. "Why does he touch you so?"
Diana briefly glanced back at Clark. "He is my boyfriend, he did not harm me, I wanted him to kiss me."
"You are needed in the hall. Come when you are ready." She couldn't take it anymore. Phillipus quickly spun around and hurried away from the room.
"I've never seen her like that before. Her emotions have always been in control, logic and reason are her strengths." Diana turned back to Clark. "What could have come over her?"
Phillipus' actions were a stark reminder to Clark about what he would face today. An entire nation of abuse victims. Actions that others might find docile, could remind anyone of something horrible. He truly felt the weight of what was on his shoulders. Today he was representative of all the men on earth who were inclined to treat women with respect. Diana had told him earlier in the week that he and his father were the only men to ever treat Hippolyta with respect. He suspected that many of the Amazons had never been shown respect by a man before.
"We should go find Kara. You should stay with her until I return."
"You said you wouldn't leave me all day."
"I misspoke, you will have a minder all day. Either myself, Kara or Donna. You're not allowed in the hall until you're invited. Kara will be happy to show you around until we're ready. The two of you should spend time together, you haven't been able to since she's been here."
They walked out of Diana's building, across the road to Kara. Who both saw and heard them coming so opened the door as they arrived.
"Kara, I have to go to the hall for something. Please watch after Clark, make sure no one causes trouble for him." Diana said.
"No problem. Come on in Clark." Kara said happily.
Clark walked into Kara's multi-room chamber. It was a mirror image of Diana's with it's high ceilings and stone architecture. Except for the arrangement of the furniture. In here, it was all perfectly symmetrical.
"I love the furniture arrangement. It's very comforting." Clark noticed.
"Me too. It reminds me of our house on Krypton."
"Hmm." During the time she was in the fortress she spoke briefly about the time she spent on Krypton. She didn't remember much. But Clark was always enthralled with what she said.
"Have a seat." Kara pointed out a chair for him.
"Thanks." Clark sat down in one chair, Kara took another. "So how are they treating you?"
"Fine."
"You like it here?"
"It's alright. I'm really glad Donna is here, if she wasn't I don't know what I'd do with myself. The Amazons are about work, work, work. There's so little downtime, or time for fun."
"Don't they find battle training fun?"
"Yes they do. But after awhile it gets tiresome fighting the same person over and over. Donna is the only one who can go toe to toe with me." Artemis put on the gauntlets of Atlas once, and challenged her. But Kara still won easily, as did Donna. The gauntlets enhanced the wearer's strength, but not to the level of a Kryptonian or demi-goddess. "And they prefer to do it naked. I really have problems with that."
"Yeah, Diana told me about that. I don't blame you."
"I'm not an Amazon. I just don't have it in me."
"The thing is, I didn't think you did either. But..."
"A kick in the head will change your mind eh?"
"Something like that."
There was a loud knock at the door. Kara looked through it and saw Donna.
"Come in!" Kara called.
"Hi Kara, hi Clark."
"They're ready for us, we're to meet at the Coliseum for our entertainment."
Kara's face turned into a frown. "The Coliseum? I thought we were going to the hall?"
"No. We are all to meet at the Coliseum. Come on Clark, Diana is waiting for us."
The three of them left Kara's room and took to the air for the short flight.
The Themysciran Coliseum wasn't particularly big. No bigger than the high school football field back in Smallville. Of course this was much more grand than that. This was more like a small version of the Roman Coliseum, and it was filled to capacity. Once inside, Clark saw Diana standing in the in the grass at the center of the field. Her arms were crossed, and when he looked closer he saw that she had a disgusted look on her face. Looking around the stadium he found himself surprised to discover that the Amazons were quite varied ethnically. He didn't notice it the first time he was here, and for whatever reason Diana had never mentioned it to him. But with so many in one place, it was apparent that the Amazon nation had been made up of women from across the globe. He made a mental note to ask Diana about it later.
A guard approached them, speaking to Donna and Kara, not even looking at Clark. "Send the man to the center of the field. The Princess awaits him."
"Clark..." Donna began.
"I heard." He grudgingly lifted up to fly to Diana.
As soon as he was in view of all the spectators the jeers began. Booing, mixed with insults he couldn't believe.
"This isn't going to end well for me is it." Clark asked as he landed a few feet in front of Diana.
She didn't respond, she just continued to look angry.
"We have to fight don't we?"
"Yes."
"Fantastic. I said sarcastically. Why are we doing this?"
"I don't know. Mother decreed it."
"So should I just take my ass kicking like a man?"
"No. Defend yourself, just like if we were sparring."
"No problem... oh!" Before Clark could finish his sentence the sight of Diana standing in front of him changed into a view of the sky. What just happened?
Diana had just thrown a right hook that hit him square in the jaw. He crumpled to the ground in a heap. Clark heard the crowd roar as if she'd just run back a 90 yard kick return. Before Clark could react she picked him up and threw a combination of punches at him.
She wasn't punching particularly hard, and after a second it dawned on him that she was giving him the opportunity to defend himself. She didn't want him to look like a weakling, and if he was honest with himself he didn't want to look like one either.
He got his bearings and blocked a punch, knocking off her rhythm, giving him an opportunity to make a move. He threw several open handed punches to create space between them, and he grabbed her arms and threw her, sending her rolling across the ground about ten feet away. The crowd lit into him. His victory didn't last long, as Diana gracefully sprang to her feet and charged at him. The look in her eye wasn't an angry one, instead it was more playful. Which was good for him. Because angry Diana was not someone to be trifled with.
They went back and forth for the next 20 minutes or so. The crowd living and dying with each blow Diana did or didn't deliver. Clark was very wary of striking Diana, he didn't think it was a good idea to do so. So most of the session was either spent on the defensive or attempting to do professional wrestling moves, just because he thought it was funny. He was particularly proud of himself for holding Diana in a figure four leg lock.
His attempt at the sharpshooter didn't work at all, Diana simply kicked her way out of it. Nor did the suplex, which she flew out of his grasp before he could get her on the ground. None of the Amazons would recognize these as silly wrestling movies, and he wasn't sure if Diana did either, but he was having a good time trying them.
As for Diana, she thought Clark was having the best sparring sessions of his life, at least defensively. He kept his guard up dutifully, preventing her from giving an effect charge like she usually did. But he never went for a full on offensive attack, instead he kept trying to do very specific things, which she couldn't figure out. At one point he managed to get his legs tangled up with hers, bending one leg over the other and holding the back of his knee over her bent leg, which put a lot of pressure on one of her ankles. It was a little sore now. But other than that, he didn't do much.
Clark took a couple of distracting swings that forced Diana to bend forward. This was it, the move he'd been trying to do, the power bomb. While she was bent over he put his legs over the back of her head and grabbed her waist, to flip her up into the air. He was planning to slam her back onto the ground and complete the move, but Diana didn't let him.
The move flipped her over until her thighs were on either side of his head. Before he could slam her to the ground she hooked her ankles and squeezed with all her might. He fell backwards from the force.
The last time Diana wrapped her thighs around Clark's head was in the fortress, that time, she was naked, and he quite enjoyed himself. This time however was quite unpleasant. Instead of screaming in pleasure, she was crushing his head. He had no defense for this. He tried and tried to separate her legs, but it was useless.
The crowd roared when he tapped out. After a few extra seconds Diana let him go, then stood to throw her arms in the air to celebrate victory. Asking the crowd to cheer even louder.
But she when she turned to her mother's private viewing booth she scowled. She did not enjoy what she just had to do.
"Why would she do this?" Diana shouted, her voice ringing throughout the empty bath hall she was pulling Clark into. "What would that even accomplish?"
Clark didn't answer, as he knew the questions were rhetorical. Diana was upset, but not at him, so he figured he would say anything to make him the target of her displeasure.
Once inside with the door closed, Diana immediately started pulling off Clark's clothes.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"What do you think I'm doing?" She asked curtly. She made short work of his boots and pants. "Well don't just stand here. Get in! Do you want someone to walk in here and see you naked?"
Clark jumped into one of the bathing pools. Knowing full well he didn't want anyone to walk in on him. Then he watched Diana pull off her own armor, pick up a bottle from a console at the side of the room. Then leap into the pool herself.
"Here, wash up." Diana poured some of the contents of the bottle into one of his hands.
He took a sniff of the gel liquid. "Body wash?"
"Yes Clark. You don't want to go to dinner smelling bad do you?"
"Not really. You wouldn't believe how many of your sisters said I smelled bad." Clark laughed.
"They said that?"
"Oh yes. Many times over."
Diana laughed. "That's just silly."
Clark looked around, "You know, despite the fact that I'd never seen one of these bathing pools before, I did a pretty good job on the one in the fortress."
"Your right. You did." Diana never bothered to compare the two locations, but now that she was here, it was rather close. "But actually, I prefer the fortress, this water isn't hot enough."
"Ah, no it isn't."
"Damn!"
"What?"
"I forgot to get extra clothes. And towels!"
"Well that's not good at all."
"I have some in my room, we'll have to make a break for it. It won't matter if anyone sees me, but you... would cause a scene." Actually Diana thought it would be more like an uprising.
After they finished bathing, Clark followed Diana out of the pool, each of the gathered their clothes. After making sure no one could see, they shot into the sky and flew quickly back to Diana's chambers.
Coming through the same window as they did earlier they both discovered that the wind from flying had effectively dried them off. Walking in, Diana haphazardly threw her boots and armor into a pile on the floor, and indicated that he should do the same.
Diana went over to her wardrobe and opened it. Clark stood closely behind her.
"You smell really good. Whatever that body wash was, I like it."
Diana turned to face him and sniff his neck. "I don't like the way it smells on you though. It's too... feminine. You have sort of a natural man scent to you that I find I like."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah." Diana pulled out fresh packages of socks and underwear for him. But before she gave them to him to put on she stopped to get a good look at him. "You know if someone caught us like this. It would be quite a scene."
"Yeah?" He most definitely didn't want that to happen. Phillipus caught them kissing and nearly had a heart attack. Given the fact that both of them were currently naked, he would surely get run through with a magic sword if anyone caught them together doing anything.
"It's kinda sexy don't you think?" She asked with a smile.
"Not really no. I like being alive."
Diana laughed and gave him the clothes, which he hurriedly put on. She continued to give him more clothes, a pair of black slacks, a white button up shirt, and a royal blue sweater. "I was wondering where this sweater went. You stole it."
"Yes. Not only that, but I also stole these!" Diana was smiling as she held a pair of royal blue squared toe alligator shoes.
"Oh good heavens, I forgot I even had those." He threw his hands up in disgust.
"I was surprised to see them. They really aren't your style, actually they look like something The Joker would wear. Why do you have them?"
"Cat Grant gave them to me for Christmas a couple of years ago. I never wore them."
"Well you're wearing them now. So what do you think of my dress?" She pulled out a bright red dress, it looked like a dress she'd wear out to the club. It had a deep v cut down the front and a diamond looking stone at the base of the v. No matter what she wore she was a stone cold knockout.
"You'll look beautiful in it." he said as he buttoned up his shirt. While she spun around, magically wearing the dress by the time she stopped. "Yes, you look beautiful."
Diana smiled brightly.
"So what shoes are you going to wear?"
"These." She picked up a pair of red flats with a thin strap that crossed over the top of the foot. "I'm not going to wear heels here. I'll never hear the end of that."
"You've worn them before though. Haven't you?"
"I don't really wear them around you. Because for some reason, I like the fact that you're taller than me. It makes me feel... I don't know, I just like it."
It was pretty simple to Clark, she was attracted to taller men. In her mind, she was probably making it more that it was.
"So, unless mother throws another curveball, this should be dinner and dancing."
"Dancing? What kind of music is there going to be?"
"Don't worry about that." She hooked her arm under his, and they headed for the door.
"Nice baseball reference by the way." He mentioned
"You like that?"
"I do."
They floated slowly towards the hall, where they were meeting next for dinner and dancing. Diana wanted to give Clark a chance to collect himself. She knew he didn't want to fight her, and definitely not in front of everyone. He was trying to hold in his frustration at the day so far, he was making jokes, but he was really concerned about everything.
Diana also flew slowly for herself. She was furious at her mother, who just days ago claimed she was trying to accept Clark. If she was doing that, why would she set him up to be hated by the others even more than he already was? She didn't want to deal with this, all she wanted was to be with Clark, plain and simple. If her mother continued to push him away, maybe she would just walk away to be with him.
The Themysciran Hall was actually more of a large courtyard. It was surrounded by a rectangular building with pillars holding up it's roof. There was one thing he was confused about. Lined on each portion of the roof were what looked like solar panels. What was that about?
Once inside it was an open area with a very long dining table. Beyond that was an open floor which Clark guessed was for the dancing. Skipping the entrance where many were lined up to get inside, Diana flew Clark in from above, going straight to her mother.
"Mother what was that all about?" Diana shouted in anger.
"Calm yourself Diana. All will be revealed in time." Hippolyta said with a calm smile.
Phillipus on the other hand was upset that he was in the hall in the first place. "Diana you know the rules. He must be invited here!"
"I invited him!" She turned to Clark, and spoke very curtly. "Clark welcome to the Themysciran Hall." Then she turned back to her mother. "Mother, why would you make us fight? What good does any of that accomplish?"
"As I said, Princess." She used Princess with extra emphasis. "All will be revealed in time. Now sit, our meal will be served shortly."
Clark just stood in silence, looking around the hall. Confused at what he was seeing. The solar panels on the roof looked to be connected to dozens of speakers placed throughout the hall. Why would they have speakers on Themyscira? Clark was very confused.
"Come on." Diana pulled Clark to their seats near the head of the table.
Obviously Hippolyta sat at the head of the table. On one side sat Diana, Clark, and Kara. Across from them, was Phillipus, Donna and Epione. Further down the line were sisters that Diana had deemed forward thinking enough to not attack Clark during dinner. Other than that, Kara, Donna and herself were right next to him in case anyone tried anything. The Queen assured her that no one would make a move against him, but Diana wanted to be as careful as possible.
The meal was served shortly after they took their seats. Lines of women brought food of all sorts to the table. Every time something was placed before him Clark made sure to thank the woman politely. Each time he was met with a confused stare.
"You seem very insistent upon being polite, Clark Kent." Phillipus stated.
"My mother raised me to be polite to everyone I meet. She used to say 'Good manners are the best way to show others you have respect for them.' I've tried to take that to heart, and apply it to every situation I find myself in."
Diana looked around, everyone within earshot was staring at Clark intently. Assessing if he was being truthful or not. Diana purposely kept her lasso in her room, wanting to force her sisters to trust him with their own intuition.
"Your mother sounds to be a wise woman." Said Appolonia, who was sitting across from Clark, several seats away from Donna.
"The older I get, the wiser she sounds. My father too."
He hoped someone would ask something about his father, so he could talk him up a little bit, but everyone seemed to ignore that comment.
"Princess, how does one court a man? What do the two of you do?" Appolonia asked.
Diana finished her sip of wine before answering. "We do many things. Our relationship is no different than any our sisters share. We dine together quite often, we train together, we... go to the market together." She had to clarify that, because the word 'shopping' would mean nothing to them. "Among other things."
"Among other things." Appolonia mocked. "If you knew how we suffered, you would do nothing but curse this man." Clark got angry stares after that statement from several, many Amazons voiced their agreement with her statement.
"I did that. For a time my distrust kept me distant from him."
"No it didn't." Clark argued before she could continue. "You were mean to me, but you didn't keep your distance."
"What does that mean Clark?" Diana asked, almost offended.
Clark turned to speak to the others. "Of course you all know we work together in a group of world protectors. In the early days when we would gather, she would sit or stand very close to me all the time, yet if I even spoke to her she would get very angry. And if I moved to another place, she would follow me. It was both amusing, and not, at the same time."
Many at the table laughed, including Hippolyta and Phillipus. Clark figured this was a good thing, except for the fact that Diana wasn't laughing.
"That sounds like Diana." Hippolyta chuckled.
The servants brought goblets of drink for each of them. Clark thanked her, and was again met with a confused stare. She seemed almost afraid of him.
"Clark, go easy on this stuff." Kara said. "It WILL get you drunk. I learned that the hard way." Kara took a small sip from her own goblet.
"I don't know how I feel about you drinking. You do realize you're underage right?" He responded.
"Technically baby cousin, I'm 31." She took another sip.
"True, but in terms of actual conscious life, you're 5."
"True, but you don't make the rules here."
"Ok, you got me on that one." Clark conceded.
During his back and forth with Kara, he didn't notice Diana had knocked back her drink in a few gulps.
The food was fantastic, Clark was worried about some of the dishes, as he didn't know what some of them were, but since Kara was eating quite heartily, he figured he would be safe.
However the conversation, was not as easy to traverse. As it was, many eyes, down the table but out of earshot were trained on him. But he could read the topics like a book and he knew what was coming. It had shifted from what dating is like in man's world, to the culture of the world itself. But the elephant in the room was Clark and Diana's closed door activities.
"I could not imagine enjoying intimacy with a man." Said Briony, the Amazon sitting just next to Kara. "I understand being friendly with a man who can offer you shelter and protection, but to lay with him willingly? How does anyone do this Princess?"
Clark stuffed his mouth with a heaping spoonful of rice, then chewed very slowly. Everyone else stared at Diana waiting for and answer. Diana was the only one with an answer to the question, Kara and Donna knew nothing, while the others had only known abuse and brutality. Diana was the only one on the entire island who had experienced any sort of loving touch from a man. Even Epione, who once had a male friend, was interested in the answer.
That was kind of a loaded question, part of it was easy to answer part was not. "It feels good." Diana stated simply. There was a collective shock among those who heard her. Hippolyta dropped her eyes, and Phillipus cringed. Clark worried for his safety. "Some women do it simply to find physical satisfaction, and will lay with any man they choose. Others remain faithful to one lover, having families, or simply for bonding to make each other closer."
"I simply do not understand how you could submit to a man who is so powerful." Briony spoke again.
Clark craned his neck to get a good look at Briony, like all Amazons she was remarkably attractive, however she was small in stature. Sitting down, Clark guessed she was about Kara's height, who was at least 6 inches shorter than Diana. Briony also had far less muscle definition than the others. While he didn't doubt she was a fierce warrior, he didn't think she'd be on the front lines if a battle broke out now. He also noticed she was holding hands with the woman next to her.
"You saw on the battlefield, his power is comparable to my own. And I do not submit to him. We... submit to each other. Besides, were not Amazons encouraged to forge close bonds with her sisters, bonds that on the battlefield will strengthen the will to fight? It is no different between he and I."
"One can go lax about her own self protection, but never her sister or her lover." Epione said to all as if she were reading a quote.
Diana had never thought of it that way but Epione was right. Creating a physical bond with Clark had enhanced every level of their friendship. There had been no enemies to fight, but when she considered it, she would fight more fiercely to protect him when the time came again. Diana studied Clark's profile intently. Epione's words made her consider Barda's words even more.
"What of you man?" Appolonia asked.
Clark paused, not wanting to say anything. He looked around the table, and everyone looked curious as to what he would say. Most notably Hippolyta.
"Or do you let your woman speak for you?" Appolonia prodded.
"I agree with everything Diana said."
"Men are far different from women. How many others do you take to bed? All of your female colleagues perhaps?"
"No. I'm faithful only to Diana."
Appolonia laughed. "And you expect me to believe that? Come now, I have not seen a man in centuries but even I can tell you are handsome, both in face and body, and you are very aware of it. You mean to tell me you don't use your looks or your power to bring women to your feet?"
"That's exactly what I'm telling you." Clark said flatly. Figuring to just go for broke. "Taking a woman to bed is no simple matter for someone like me. Other than Diana there was only one other woman, and believe me, it was not easy."
"Who was this woman?" Hippolyta asked.
"Lana, my childhood crush, just a normal human. We'd known each other since we were very small children growing up not far from each other. When we came of age it felt natural for both of us to be together, only it wasn't so simple. I'm so powerful that I could barely feel it when she touched me, when we kissed, she would lose her memory for a short while. I could give her pleasure, but she couldn't give it to me, and I still didn't care. I loved her anyway. When she left me, it was the most painful thing I'd ever experienced. What I have shared with Diana these past months, is something I never thought I could have, not just physically but emotionally as well. I would never take her for granted, or betray the trust we've created."
Clark looked around the table, all were silent, and had somewhat stunned looks on their faces. But out of the corner of his eye, he could have sworn he saw a hint of a smile on Hippolyta's face.
The rest of the meal went without incident, and personal conversations were ended. The Amazons considered his words, as they were completely unexpected. After the table was cleared and they were allowed to stand. Diana got excited, as now the dancing could begin. He may have noticed it already, but she had a surprise in store for him.
A/N: The night will continue, this chapter was getting long, so I had to chop it into two parts. Hope to have it up soon.