Sunlight streamed in through the large window-visor, shining down on the lovers sleeping peacefully under the covers; the redhead's hair was enflamed, light shining through it beautifully. The two in bed had fallen asleep on the warm bed after love, sleepy smiles on their faces. Diana woke first, only to find strong arms wrapped around her waist; at first the Amazon was completely shocked, astounded that someone had the gall to sneak into her room and stay the night with her. But she quickly realized, this was not her room; there were black walls with marvelous paintings of women hanging from them, gorgeous cherry-red furniture, and Thanagarian armor mounted on a stand. It was then she remembered that she had gone with her friend to Themescera for a wonderful dinner and after dinner... "Well, let's just leave it at that." She thought to herself with a smile. Turning her head slowly and carefully to the left, she came to feel Shayera's warm body against her own, all the toned, yet soft muscle, that she had explored with her mouth the night before; the redhead's face was burrowed snugly into Diana's ebony hair. Releasing a contented sigh, she pulled the covers back up around her breasts and was lulled back into a peaceful sleep by the sound of her partner's breathing.
Shayera was running as fast as she could, her legs pulsing with exhaustion; her wings were torn and drenched in blood. She could not fly. She could not scream. She could only run; she ran from a faceless enemy who had tortured her until her screams became silent; with the last of her energy she broke free, and ran through dark woods. Her voice was hoarse, wings were broken, and her skin was marred by horrible gashes, each at least an inch deep. Sickening laughs escaped from behind her, piercing the still, voiceless air. She was forced to stop, her feet had stuck to the ground; her heart pounded madly in her ears, she could only think one thing, "I'm not dying until I see this bastard's face!" The horrible laughing continued chasing after her, she had to fight not to twitch or shudder. The Thanagarian would not show fear, especially not to the scum that did this to her.
"Cheyeeeeeeera." The voice called, it was not the voice of a man or a woman, and it was simply a voice. Its sound slithered into the air around her ears, beckoning to her like an old lover. Her broken, bloodied wings twitched at the sound of it. A small groan escaped her throat, despite the grating pain she was suffering through. "I'm coming my darling. Wait for me; I'll be just a moment." The voice called to her, enveloping her ears and washing out all other sounds, it slid over her cuts like hydrogen dioxide. She tried to gather a deep breath, to steel herself for what she was about to see, but the air caught in her throat as the figure appeared before her. It had the body of a woman, but its arms were twisted and disfigured like tree trunks, and it possessed the clothing of a Green Lantern. However, it was the face of this creature that startled her the most: it was a beautiful face, the face of someone she loved, it was Diana's face. Her skin was a dark brown and her hair was cut in the same style as John's. This hybrid of her two friends smiled and gripped her chin to draw her closer. Brown lips crashed against hers and the redhead barely managed a punch to its jaw; the creature-like thing pulled away rubbing the sore area with a smile. "So feisty, always fighting, even to the end." It picked her up by placing its hands under her arms to yank her up and wrap strong arms around her muscled torso. It squeezed as hard as it could; Shayera managed to pry a scream from her damaged throat.
The redhead awoke with an orchestra of rapid breathing, her ribs were in pain and she was forced to release the woman in her arms to double over at the edge of the bed. She covered her face with her hands, and drew her wings around herself like a cocoon, trying to breathe quietly. Her wings twitched several times as her breathing returned to a relatively normal state, she closed her eyes and laid carefully back in her spot on the bed. Each new breath brought forward a new wave of pain, as she tried to straighten out her back. She groaned, uneager to fall back asleep.
"Darling?" Diana rubbed her eyes as she woke for the second time, in a bed that wasn't her own, that morning.
"Yes?" Shayera rasped.
"What's wrong, did you hurt yourself? Did I hurt you?" The Princess' voice was beginning to rise in fear.
"No, no baby. You couldn't hurt me. I held back remember?"
"As I seem to recall, you didn't hold back on me last night." The Amazon smiled.
The Thanagarian barked a laugh and kissed her bedmate, "That, my darling is completely true."
"I have a question for you." The Amazon said, out of the blue.
"What is it?"
"Why did you choose Themescera?"
A sigh escaped the redhead's mouth as she collected her thoughts, "Well, it's my favorite place on this entire planet, I find myself on good terms with your mother, and I thought you would like to spend some time at your home." She finished with a smile.
"You're sweet." Wonder Woman concluded.
"Damn right." Her lips pressed against Diana's before returning to her pillow; the redhead shifted to lie on her stomach.
Diana rolled on her side to face the woman she had slept with; suddenly, a question presented itself to her. "Shayera?" She whispered, carefully stroking her lover's red hair.
"Yeah?" Came the muffled reply from inside her pillow.
A smile crossed the Amazon's face as she thought more about the answer she would receive for her question, "Who wears the pants in this relationship?" Her fingers trailed over the soft skin of the redhead's bare back, just above the places where soft wings broke out from her spine.
A loud, hearty laugh escaped from the fluffy pillow that had a woman's body growing from it, "Well, if I recall correctly, neither of us is wearing any pants right now." The voice purred.
Diana laughed until her cheeks hurt, she rubbed at them carefully before continuing, "I am serious, love. Who is in command here?" Pale fingers trailed over a tan shoulder.
Shayera raised her head from the inside of the fluffy pillow, her emerald eye gleaming. Before her lover could react, Shayera had leapt up from the bed to pin Diana and straddle her with strong tanned legs. Grey wings were flared above the two of them, reaching all the way up to the ceiling; slender fingers cupped the Amazon's face as their breasts rubbed against each other. "I am. I'm a very animalistic woman, as you can see, and I'm tougher than you darling." She slid her thigh in between the other woman's legs.
"What will you do when the League finds out about us?..." Diana trailed, her blue eyes looked sad.
"I will personally beat the shit out of anyone who challenges us being together." Shayera's eyes were hard. "I have waited for you and now you are mine, no one else will ever touch you." Her hands slid over the Amazon's body to rest on her hips.
"I'm yours am I?" A smile rested on her lips and in her clear blue eyes.
"You bet your ass." Shayera's lips curled in a smile as she leaned down, red hair tickled the Amazon's face.
"Actually, I bet it last night." Diana's arms wrapped around her lover's neck and brought her down for a kiss.
A moan escaped from the redhead's throat and onto Diana's lips as their bodies pressed together tightly. Hands explored, setting a trail ablaze for lips to follow; the room grew hot and the sheets were thrown aside, two bodies moved in rhythm with each other. Diana gripped the iron headboard above her tightly, as Shayera's long tongue pleasured her immensely; screams and moans of pure ecstasy tore from the body that began spazaming under the Thanagarian's loving care. The bed rocked as the two women flipped and it was the Princess's turn to pleasure her love. Shayera's wings shuddered and twitched with each moan Diana masterfully erected; feathers floated slowly from the ceiling as she screamed. The two collapsed onto the bed in a tangled, kissing mess.
Hours after both women had fallen asleep together, a harsh knocking resounded through the door. Diana woke to hear knuckles striking repeatedly against metal; she had taught herself to be a light sleeper, what with Artemis swatting her face with a whip every morning with the sunrise. Her head snapped up, she was slightly bleary-eyed, but at least she was awake. She looked down to find that once again, she was wrapped within tan, muscled arms; a sigh escaped the Princess's mouth as she carefully slid out from under the arm that acted as a bar. She stepped over to the dress she and her lover had disregarded the night before, she sighed, "This will take too long to put on." She thought, as the sound at the door grew louder. Shaking her head, she walked to Shayera's dresser and dug around in the middle drawer, pulling out a yellow button-down and sliding it on over her shoulders. Only the bottom three were clasped, but she didn't care, the only thing she worried about was weather her breasts were showing or not; Diana skirted the clothes on the floor to open the door. The Amazon was startled to find that the visitor was one of her closest friends, Wally.
His eyes were closed and he had already gotten to the middle of his sentence before opening his white-clad eyes, "So Ms. Hawk Lady, how was your saucy date with the feisty Princess Di-" His eyes were wide as soon as he opened them, his mouth completely agape.
A smile took the Amazon's lips, "Hello Flash."
"Diana! Princess, darling! How was the date with my lady hawk?!" His hands were out as he waited for good news followed by a hug, "It certainly appears to have gone well, seeing as how you aren't wearing pants and Shayera is naked in bed with her hair in a mess." He pointed with an outstretched finger at each of his friends.
Diana grabbed the front of his costume and threw him into the room behind her, closing the door as fast as possible without slamming it; she knew Shayera wouldn't care who found out about the relationship, but she was still reluctant to tell anyone. "What did she tell you?" Her arms were crossed over her barely covered chest.
"What? Me? Nothing, you know how private she is, she never tells me anything, honest!" He put his hands out in front of himself to ward off any oncoming verbal or physical attack.
"Wally." The tone in her voice reminded the red-clad hero of his mother.
"Okay okay, you got me, you squeezed it out of me, you tortured me! At least, as far as Shayera is concerned." He looked at the sleeping woman suspiciously before taking the Princess' hand and leading her into the bathroom. They shut the door and huddled into the cramped space before Flash sped through what he knew, "Okay, she told me she was going to get you out onto the beach of Themescera for a romantic dinner; she said something about looking as sexy as possible. Uhm, she mentioned something about love, aaaand she asked me if I thought she needed to wear a thong and what color if I did think she needed one."
"Whoa whoa, slow down Flash. Back up a little bit." Diana felt heat rise to her cheeks.
"What, the thong? Oh my gosh, did she actually wear the purple one I bought for her?! I knew it! I told her, I did, I said, 'Shayera, it fits perfectly on your hips, and it makes your wings look sexier.' I can't believe she listened!" He nearly shouted, the sound rang in Diana's ears off of the tiny walls.
"No, I mean the part before that." She said, laying her hands on her hips to reveal some of her chest. Her distrusting side was beginning to rear its ugly head.
"Oh, she's in love with you, so what?" There was a crooked smile on the visible half of his face.
"What do you mean, she's 'in love' with me?" Diana's pulse quickened as her brow rose.
"Oh, she can't stop thinking about you, your voice echoes through her ears, your face is at the backs of her eyes, yadda yadda..." He trailed off as the door opened and Shayera stepped into the light.
"Whasssssh goinnn on here?" She slurred.
Flash's jaw dropped open and Diana forced a smile for her lover, "What are you doing out of bed?"
"Wondering where my extra warm pillow went, I know I fell asleep with it under my arm." She rubbed at her eyes. Grey wings covered her body, it appeared as though she had been too lazy to put anything on.
"I had to get up to answer your door; what happened to 'no visitors'?" Her arms crossed again and the smile became genuine.
She smiled and shook her head. "Wally, get out so I can sleep with the woman." She pointed at the door as her emerald eyes lit up and she pulled Diana against her chest.
"Going, I'm going, consider me gone!" He ran from the room and closed the doors after himself.
"Now, where were we?" Shayera pulled her wings away from her body and drew the Princess in for a kiss; her hands undid the buttons of the borrowed yellow shirt as her tongue undid any defenses Diana may have put up. Long, tanned, hands explored a smooth back as pale arms wrapped around a strong neck. The shirt fell to the floor in a yellow heap as passion between the two women rose; Shayera treated her Princess like she was the most important person in the universe, and to her, she was. The redhead forced Diana against the wall, placing her thigh firmly in between two pale legs as her lips and tongue washed over the pinned heroine. Air hissed from their noses while Shayera's thigh worked just as hard as her tongue. Her hands caressed areas of the Amazon's body that erected heavy moans of utter pleasure, her mouth attached itself to a pale neck. The redhead had Diana moaning louder, more audible sounds within seconds.
"Shayera!" She panted before pushing against her lover's shoulders, flipping the two of them over to lie on top of a hard wooden table. The redhead ended up on top with her wings splayed back and her hair hanging over into her lover's face. Using one strong arm she held both of the Princess's hands above her head while straddling her with tanned legs. The redhead's lips crashed down onto Diana's like the waves of an ocean as a hand disappeared in between pale thighs. Their tongues danced together, their bodies getting closer by the second as the heated passion grew to lust.
"Pretty uncomfortable here, Princess, wouldn't you prefer to be fucked senseless in my bed?" The redhead nibbled at Diana's neck and licked her ear as her hand returned from the depths of her lover's sex.
Wonder Woman opened her mouth as if to speak, but the only noise that escaped her throat was a pitiful whimper at not being touched. She could barely nod to serve as her response, "Yes, I would very much like to be fucked on your soft bed." She thought.
"Hm, thought so." The redhead whispered, gathering Diana in her arms like a bride. Her heart pounded in her ears as her lover wrapped pale arms around her neck. It took less then a step to get to the side of the bed and set the heroine on it; Shayera crawled atop her Princess and kissed her way down to two wonderful breasts, "I'll have to thank Hipolita for them sometime later." She thought as one was enveloped by her beckoning lips. The heroine held Shayera's head in place, as well as pulled her closer. Her hands crawled down to cup Diana's sex adoringly, as she sucked carefully on the flesh in her mouth. Moans drifted to her ears from the throat of the Amazon, encouraging her to go further. A moan escaped her own lips as her hand grew warmer; she pushed inside Diana, the woman gasped in response. They made love, pure and sweet; their joining of the body put Diana's soul to rest, she no longer feared any consequences, and as the two women fell to the bed together the redhead whispered, "I love you." When she received no response, she kissed her lover's shoulder and wrapped her tan arms around a warm, pale body to fall asleep. The Thanagarian hoped that the other woman's trust issues did not factor into this relationship in the slightest.