Insatiable

Wonder Woman sighs, standing up from her chair. She and Superman had been on monitor duty for the morning and it seemed time was passing by so slow for the time to come so their shift could end.

Clark watches as Diana bends over the monitor dash switching the screens. He sat slumped in a chair beside her. He was supposed to be helping but he was too busy with her being an unintentional distraction.

Diana felt like she was being watched so she turned her head slightly to see him looking at her with a smirk on his face.

"What is it?"

"Nothing." He sat up quickly and looks away.

She turns back around focusing on the monitors. "There's a new restaurant downtown I wanted to go to. I-"

Hands suddenly around her waist, Diana's whole body tense. She didn't want to even attempt to turn around.

"What are you doing, Clark?"

Clark's chest against her back and his face so close to the back of her head. She could feel him breathing. He bent down slightly to reach her level as he twined his fingers with hers. She tilts her head to the side and he kissed her neck.

"We are supposed to be-"

"I know but we can have a break."

Diana sighs, closing her eyes as Clark kissed her shoulder.

She turns around to face him, placing her arms around his neck.

"You know we shouldn't."

"But we are alone. Nothing is going on...so..." Clark smiled capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.

He grabs her ass lifting her. Diana wraps her legs around his waist.

He sat her down on a table. Clearly Clark was not going to stop his actions and any thought Diana had to protest, faded. They swiftly removed their uniforms and Clark bowed his head to place kisses on Diana's exposed chest.

Clark crashes his lips onto hers, his tongue instantly wrestling with hers.

"Lay back." Clark says as he breaks their kiss and grinning.

As she does, feeling the coldness of the table made her arch slightly and let out a quiet moan. The feeling of warmth between her legs grown hotter.

Clark kneels down, placing her legs on his shoulders.

Diana ran her hand through his hair as he buried his face in her center. Feeling his cool breath yet warm tongue, made her arch farther. Clark planted soft kisses and ran his finger through her wetness. Low moans, turn into groans, as he begins to add a finger.

She feels herself climax as Clark begins to be a bit more aggressive and she bucks against him, wanting him not to stop. He holds her hips, making her thrust against his tongue. He knew exactly how to pleasure her at best.

After catching her breath, Diana rises up and pulls Clark into a kiss. She jumps off the table and pushed him onto the chair. She runs her hands down his bare chest. Biting her lower lip, she kneels in front of him.

She grabs his member and strokes him. She watches in amusement as his facial expressions change. As she lowers her mouth to him, Clark places his hand on her head, tangling his fingers in her hair and encouraging her movements.

Clark's groans became more and more incoherent. His eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure built up deep within him.

He tenses. Diana stops and looks up at him with a wicked smile, still stroking him slowly. Diana stands up, giving him a light peck before taking his hand, pulling him up.

They walk back to the table. Clark turns her around and bends her over it. Diana moans as he pushes into her.

He holds onto her hips, going slow at first, making her move against him. He marvels, as usual, at how soft her skin was. He was sure that this was what touching an angel felt like. He was trying to slow himself, but he couldn't help it. He increased his pace, tightening his grip on her hips.

Diana cries out his name as she reaches her peak, resting her weight against the table. Once she caught her breath, she matches his thrust making Clark groan her name repeatedly. Her motions soon stop, as Clark begins to hit the spot that drives her insane. When Clark realizes she was gripping the table harder, he slows down, paying special attention to that spot. Her body reacts to the intense rush he's giving her, causing her to climax. During her orgasm, Clark increases his pace. His grip gets tighter and she could feel herself began to climax again.

Diana couldn't control the sounds that left her mouth. Pleasure exploded through her body with every thrust.

Clark pulls her up and slid his arms around her body. He cups and squeezes her right breasts and his left hand travels down to her center.

Diana gasps and bends back over. Clark pounds into her as hard as he could and continue his teasing.

Diana braces her hands on the table. She tried to hold off her orgasm, but as Clark leaned over and started sucking on her neck again; one of the most sensitive parts of her body, the pleasure overwhelmed her.

The sound she makes shot through Clark's body and he couldn't keep himself from giving another little thrust into her. Then he had to bite down on his bottom lip to keep himself from releasing. He groaned and tried calm himself. He wasn't ready to let go just quite yet. He stopped moving and ran his hand slowly up her spine, then dragged his fingers gently back down.

Diana shivered. Clark pulled himself slowly out of her, turning her around. Their lips met once again. He steps back, to sit in the chair and pulls Diana down with him. She straddles him, lowering herself onto him, holding his shoulders.

"Told you...best way...to occupy...our time..." Clark says, between kisses.

Diana laughs against his lips, smiling into the kiss. Clark slipped his fingers into her hair, deepening their kiss. He then slides his hands down her body, gripping her backside.

Diana couldn't even try to calm her movements now…it felt far too good. Clark felt a tingle run up his spine as Diana moans his name.

He wraps his arms around her tighter so that their bodies press together, sinking to the floor and lays her on his cape.

He leans down over her pressing his lips to hers.

Diana gasps in pleasure and arches her back.

Clark bites her neck again as he began to move once more. Diana drags her nails down his back, making him shudder, moaning against her skin, and his thrusts pick up speed. She moves her body against his, matching his speed.

He withdraws, and then slams back into her, catching her by surprise.

"Kal!"

With a smirk, he lifts both of her legs up higher. Diana wraps her arms around his neck and her legs around him tighter.

His whole body was trembling; he could feel himself losing control.

Diana moaned louder as his thrusts became harder.

When she climax again for the last time, that gave Clark permission to let go and given in to his own.

He gave her a deep, loving kiss, and lightly rested his body on top of her.

Diana giggled, running her hands up and down his back.

"I'm not exactly sure how to describe how pleasing that was."

Clark chuckles, rolling off of her. "Mission accomplished." He wraps his arm around her, pulling her close and kisses her softly.

Watch Tower Teleporter

Welcome Cyborg. Welcome Shazam.

"Aye man, that was a waste of time. The team is losing its touch," Shazam said.

"The star player is sitting out for the next 3 games so I'm not even going to watch. Save the embarrassment."

Cyborg and Shazam walked into the monitoring room.

"Sup Supes? Wondy?"

Wonder Woman looked up from her data pad. "Shazam. Cyborg."

Superman turned in his chair. "Thought the game wasn't going to end until another hour or so?"

"Don't even want to talk about it." Shazam shook his head.

"Yeah, couldn't sit through anymore of it." Cyborg looked at the screens. "So what have you guys been up to? Seems like today was quiet."

Clark shot a glance at Diana who kept her head down, crossing her legs. "Yes it has been. I'm guessing the game had a lot of people occupied."

Shazam barely leans against the table and it breaks. He looks back surprised and puts his hands up defensively. "I barely touched it."

"Don't worry. It was weak." Superman assured. "I think a leg was loose in the first place."

"And what happened to that chair?"

It was the chair Clark was sitting in earlier. Now in a corner slightly bent.

"Missing screw or something?"

Diana tried so hard to keep a straight face.

"Seems the Tower needs some upgrades," Cyborg said. "Maybe that could stop the Tower from shaking too."

"Shaking?" Wonder Woman questioned.

"Yeah, it's been doing that for months. So I have to check that out."

Superman stood up. He felt it was getting a bit awkward. "Well we have to go now. Our shift is done. You two can take over."

He picked up the table and Diana took the chair.

"We'll take this to storage. A new table and chair will be brought back later," Wonder Woman said. "Be sure not to break anything else, Shazam."

"But I didn't...oh oh...ha! Real funny! You got me!"

After taking the table and chairs to the storage room, Clark and Diana went to Clark's quarters.

When the door slid closed, Clark places Diana against the wall and got closer.

"You are a really bad liar but that was somewhat believable."

Clark chuckled. "We'll be more careful."

"I doubt it. But you know I really want to go to that new place so we need to get changed."

Diana tried to move off the wall but Clark wouldn't let her.

"We have time."

Diana raised an eye brow. "Now what has gotten into you?"

"I can't get enough of you, Diana," he whispers so softly that she just barely heard him.

"Oh really?" she whispers back.

His lips just slightly touch hers.

Within seconds their uniforms were once again removed and Clark crashes his lips upon hers.

"Remember to be careful, Superman." Diana smiled seductively, teasing him. "Don't want the Tower to shake."

"I'll try."

Diana yanks his head to hers and was kissing him again. She runs her hand from his chest to his obvious erection.

Clark breezes over her face with his fingertips and went lower passing her neck, the middle of her chest and stopping at her waist. Diana moans in his mouth. Clark then ran his hands down her arms. He grabs her wrists and pushed them up against the wall a little bit above her shoulders.

Clark pushes his body into hers, causing her to be pushed harder into the wall. He kisses her neck, her collarbone, and finally her exposed chest. She gasps as he takes one of her nipples into his mouth.

He reaches down to her wet core.

"Oh gods… Clark."

He inserts a finger inside her. There he goes with the teasing again.

"Remember Wonder Woman, you have to be a bit quieter," he said smiling cockily.

She tried to shoot him a glare but- "Kal..." she moaned out throwing her head back.

He removes his hand grasping on to her left leg and wraps it around his waist.

They both gasp as Clark pushes upward into her. Diana grinds against his thrusts.

She could feel herself close to the edge. She tightens around him and feels him tense. Diana lets out a pleasurable sigh when they both give in.

They held onto each other, kissing passionately.

"We can deal with the shower part now and then we can go where ever you want."

Diana smiles "Ok."

They walk into the bathroom to the shower. Clark turns on the shower. He grabs Diana's hands and pulls her in. They both disappear in the steam, instantly covered in water.

Clark takes the body wash and pours it into his hand. He starts to soap up her body, kneading her breasts, making her moan.

It felt so damn good but Diana knew if he was doing the washing, it would turn into something else yet again.

"So Clark, what did you have a taste for?"

With a cheeky smile, Clark wraps his arms around her waist. He pulls her closer, pressing her against him.

"You already know the answer to that."

"What?"

Clark leans closer. "You."

Diana rolls her eyes and laughs. "You know what I mean."

Clark's hands went up and down her back. Diana felt him on her leg, feeling how hard he was becoming and embraced him tighter. She reached down stroking him. He kissed her forcefully, yet passionately begging for more access, which she granted.

They wash each other's bodies and move further into the cascading water.

When all the soap is washed off of them, Diana turns the shower off. Clark got the towels to dry off, wrapping one around Diana and the other around his waist. They quickly came out the bathroom and Diana pushed him on the bed. She got on top of him.

"Alright, Di, I won't take anymore of our time."

"Today was quite... entertaining. How about after dinner, we go to the fortress?"

"The fortress? Why?"

Diana smiled leaning down to kiss him. "I'll be your dessert."

New urge building…

"Let's get going then!" Clark jumped up with Diana still in his arms. "You can say that I'm being insatiable but I love you, Diana. I just want to show you how much every chance I get."