True Dream

"Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember; all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire." - Franz Kafka

Clark was surrounded by darkness and he had no clue where he was or where to go. He just stood there waiting. Waiting for whatever would happen next…if it should.

Suddenly, there was a light in the distance. His power of sight to see that far was not helping. He slowly walked towards it. Walking closer he could make out that the light was a glowing figure.

He stopped in awe about a foot away from the figure. It was a woman fully naked. She turned around and smiled.

"Diana?"

She slowly walked towards him and pressed herself against him. At that moment he realized he was completely naked as well. She moved his arms around her waist then placed her hands on his shoulder.

She leaned toward him for kiss.

Though before their lips could meet, Clark heard a loud beeping noise.

He woke up abruptly, to the sound of the watch tower distress signal. Building fire by arsonist.

He glanced at the clock on his nightstand. 7:36 am.

He quickly got ready which only took seconds and flew off out the window.

As he flew across downtown Metropolis, he thought about his dream. Seeing Diana like that...no...no he shouldn't be thinking that way. But she was so beautiful. This dream had been reoccurring for the past 2 weeks starting and ending much the same way.

He shook his head. He had no time to think about this personal dilemma right now, approaching the building. He quickly flew into the building, making sure it was empty and helped put out the fire.

Daily Planet

Clark sat at his desk leaning back in his chair. He sighed.

"Yo, Clark?" Jimmy called.

He sat up and turned around. "What's up, Jimmy?"

"I got some shots of the Justice League for Lois' story. But don't know which ones to use. Can you help me out?"

"It's Lois' story. You know how she is if it's not just the right one."

"Yeah I know and I asked but she said she was too busy to look through them."

"Alright let's see what you got."

"Thanks, man."

As Jimmy showed him the shots, Jimmy shook his head and chuckled. "Wonder Woman looks incredible, doesn't she? I would let her tie me up in her lasso anytime."

Jimmy looked at Clark who seemed to be in a daze. "Clark?" He waved his hand in his face "Clark?"

Clark blinked and shook his head slightly. "What?"

"Did you hear anything I said?"

"Something about Wonder Woman's lasso."

"Come on, man, I know you've thought about her too. How can anyone not. Look at those legs."

Jimmy had no idea of the internal fight Clark was having at the moment. He's had many thoughts and some of them he couldn't believe himself.

"You're drooling, Jim," Clark chuckled. "Careful. I don't think Wonder Woman would be too flattered by that."

Actually Clark knew first hand she wouldn't be flattered, given the amount of times she has body slammed Hal Jordan and other guys.

"Man, I'm so serious. Just one chance."

"Yeah, she is something," Clark sighed and stared at the picture again.

"Hey, have you noticed that she and Superman are so close together, though?"

Clark cleared throat. "Huh? No."

"Yeah, I had to take a lot of shots just to get Wonder Woman by herself. It seemed they were making eyes at each other. Do you think there is something going on between them?"

"No, I don't think she is interested in him. Seems they're just friends. Besides, there is probably a rule about that."

There is no rule and who was he trying to convince?

"Oh well better chances for me then."

Jimmy kept talking about his master plan to get Wonder Woman's attention, while Clark was halfway tuning him out. His mind was completely occupied on Diana and he had no idea how to stop it.

Watch Tower

Diana was walking down the hall looking for Clark. She hadn't had a chance to really talk to him like she would usually do. He had been acting strange for about 2 weeks and she just couldn't figure out why.

She walked into one of the briefing rooms to see him walking back and forth talking to himself. He was so wrapped up in whatever he was worried about; he didn't even notice her standing there.

"Dammit! Stop. This isn't right. Why can't I get you out of my head? That dream was so wrong!" He sat in one of the chairs with his head down. "I shouldn't be thinking about Diana like that."

Diana frowned. What was he talking about?

"Kal?"

He quickly turned. "Oh Diana. Hey."

"Are you okay?" She came closer to him and put her hand on his shoulder.

Clark just stared at her.

"Kal?" She leaned down a bit in front of him. It was hard for him not to glance down at her breasts that were practically right in his face.

He smiled. "I'm okay, Diana. Really. Thank you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

Diana smiled back and took his hand pulling him up. "Come on then. We have a meeting in the other room in about 2 minutes."

Clark followed Diana out of the room. He looked at her up and down. It was obviously unintentional but it seemed every little thing she did was arousing him. He knew better but his attraction to her was becoming uncontrollable.

Later that night: Clark's Apartment

Clark was lying on his sofa flipping through the TV channels. Nothing was interesting. He sighed and turned off the TV.

He looked up at the ceiling. He was in a tough spot. Diana was his friend and colleague. They've had very close moments but never stepped out of bounds. He couldn't deny that he was attracted to her since he first saw her but he never thought it would become like this.

It was starting to become clear to him how he was starting to fall for her. Not just in lust...but in love. Diana had become his escape from the harshness and isolation he sometimes felt. Whenever he was in a bad mood, she would make him feel better with just her presence and beautiful smile. And she was a good listener. She would always be the first to hear about his problems and help him out with it. With these characteristics, there's no doubt about the new growing feelings that he has for her...and he wanted to let her know about it too but he didn't know how or when.

Once again he got caught up in thought until he heard a knock at the door. This late?

He got up and looked through the door with his x-ray vision. A bit shocked, he quickly opened the door.

"Di?"

"I know it's late but-"

"No...no. Come on in." Clark stepped aside to let her in.

Diana smiled at him. He was shirtless only wearing sweats.

As she walked passed him, Clark surveyed her, she wearing tights and tank top, showing all her curves.

He closed the door and sighed, feeling his nerves starting to heighten.

They walked into the living room.

"You can sit here."

Diana sat on the sofa.

"Do you want anything?"

"No. I just wanted to talk."

"Oh ok." Clark was a little hesitant but still sat next to her.

"So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Tell me about this dream of yours."

She completely caught him off guard and making him really nervous.

"How did you know about that?"

"I overheard you talking to yourself earlier. With the little I heard you were really hard on yourself. Why?"

"Our friendship means a lot to me and thinking of you in the way I did was out of line."

"In what way?"

Clark was hesitant. "Diana…" He sighed. He couldn't find the right words to say nor how to start.

Diana kept smiling. She found it so adorable when Clark gets nervous, especially with this.

It was obvious the attraction was mutual, Clark knew that but he still couldn't believe it. He thought that Diana could and should want…most importantly deserve someone better than even him being Superman. Diana admired how much of a gentleman he was. He was so sweet, always thinking of others before himself. He understood her just as she did him. This is what caused her to have deeper feelings for him.

As he as trying to explain himself and apologize, Diana catches him off guard again and straddles him sitting in his lap. She places his hands on her lower back and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Diana...what? Um...?"

"You don't have to dream anymore."

"I...I don't understand. You aren't mad?"

"Why would I be?"

Diana smiled adjusting herself on top of him, feeling him already becoming...excited. She kissed him hard, taking him once again by surprise.

She grinded on him slowly. Clark groaned at her movement.

It was the first time they went this far and both didn't mind at all! Their tongues were battling each other as hands began to roam the others body.

Diana broke their kiss and leaned over closer to his ear. She whispered, "will you do to me what you dreamed?"

On impulse, Clark tightened his grip on her hip and laid her down on the couch. He kissed her with passion, lust, and desire, his tongue interfering with hers.

Diana moaned in his mouth running her hands up and down his back.

Clark pulls away for a moment.

"Are you sure, Diana?"

Diana sat up and took off her shirt and bra. She pulled him back down. "Now." Diana kissed him again.

They were making out while Clark was pushing himself onto her inner thigh. Diana sighed at the touch as he started to kiss down her neck. His hand rested on her thigh and moved to the inner section.

Removing his lips from hers, he started to cascade down her neck. He gently kissed her shoulder and collar bone.

Mouths met mouths once again, and bear arms and chests tangled with one another, friction and heat and smooth skin, a moving montage of visceral ecstasy. It was too much and there was no getting enough of it. Diana moved her mouth up to Clark's right ear, taking the soft flesh of the lobe up with his tongue and biting it delicately.

Clark started to breath slowly, trying to calm his nerves down from going insane. The effect Diana had on him was starting to escalate and he could barely hide it. Diana's hand went down to his erection and rubbed softly over his sweats.

Within seconds, they were completely naked. Clark kissed her passionately, placing one hand on her waist and the other on her thigh. He rubbed up and down on the inside of her thigh, making her bite her lip in pleasure. Her back arched twice and moaned lying flat. Her breathing was heavy and deep as Clark thrust inwards slowly. She clawed into his back and loud moans escaped her lips. Clark went faster, deeper, harder with each moan he heard.

Clark sucked on her neck. Diana closed her eyes and nodded slightly letting know he was hitting the right spot and she wrapped her legs around him tighter. She wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

Clark leans up, bringing Diana with him and sets her on his lap. They stared into each other's eyes as she rode him. She took complete control over their movements. Breathing deeply, Clark buries his face in her chest, softly biting, licking and sucking on her breasts.

Diana cupped his face with both hands and Clark rested his hands on her thighs. She kissed him passionately then descended down to his neck.

Clark groaned. Diana's lips were so soft and her body felt amazing. He wrapped his arms around Diana's waist and stood up. He walked over to his desk and sat her down. Diana laid on her back and Clark grabbed hold of her left ankle and lifted her right leg over his shoulder gripping her thigh.

Diana gasped as he drives into her.

Clark slides his hands up her sides to her breasts, cupping and squeezing, then slid his right hand to her neck. The pleasure prickled through Diana's body, up her spine and sent vibes through her. Diana grunted and grabbed the edges of the desk. He slid out and slammed back in hard, hitting her sweet spot. She arched her back at the pleasure that vibrated through her body.

Diana put her right leg down and Clark leaned down to kiss her. He lifted her back up, pressed her against the nearest wall and turned her around. Diana placed her hands on the wall.

She let out a low moan and pushed back on him. Clark made her leaned forward just a little. With a firm grip on her hips; he forced himself into her from behind. Diana felt such intense pleasure.

He starts slowly at first. He was torn between letting go or keeping control to not break the wall and the apartment, but quickly abandons the thought and slams into her.

His thrusts increase intensity. Clark feels Diana clench around him, bringing him in deeper. He rubs up and down her back, hitting her most sensitive spot over and over.

Clark pulls her hair, making her lean back to him. He bites her shoulder and kisses her neck.

He slows down to a stop and turned Diana around. He lifted her up in his arms and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Clark brings her down on him. She let out a sigh and threw her head back as she sinks further down. He kisses her with urgency and without disturbing their connection, floated into the bedroom.

Clark lays Diana down on the bed. He doesn't bother to pace the both of them, making Diana dig her nails into his back.

She groaned when he withdrew part way but he immediately pushed back in again.

He slowly and sensually dragged his tongue down to her breasts then went back up to her lips.

They felt their peaks closer at reach.

Diana's body tensed. She arched her back and let out a cry of passion as she climaxed. Her muscles tightened exquisitely around him, sending him over the edge.

Burying his head in her neck, Clark thrusts a couple more times. He could feel himself ready to explode. He pushed hard, ramming as hard as he could and then he released.

They stayed where they were, buried within each other. Their breathing was labored as they both tried to get hold of themselves.

Finally, Clark lifted his head from her neck to look at her. Diana smiled and gently caressed his cheek.

He gazed into her eyes for a moment before passionately claiming her lips for his own. She kissed him back just as furiously.

The Morning After

Clark woke up, holding Diana. He smiled and just stared at her. This whole situation escaped him. Just a couple of days ago he was dreaming about this moment, having her in his arms, naked, making love to her, but he never thought it would come true.

Diana slowly opened her eyes, immediately focusing on Clark staring at her. His expression was mixed. Was he regretting last night? Was he worried she would regret it? She didn't know what to say at moment.

Clark cupped her cheek, leaned down and softly kissed her. She kissed him back and pulled him down on top of her, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Clark broke the kiss and started to kiss down her neck. He stopped at her collarbone and kissed her again running his hand down her side. Diana moaned quietly wrapping her leg around his leg and seductively slid it up and down.

They stayed silent, not needing to talk. They let their bodies talk for them as they declared their love for one another.