Twerk

Inspired by a funny conversation with fellow SMWW fans and various songs ;)

Saturday Morning...

Diana was sleeping peacefully, she shifted to hug her boyfriend, Clark, only to be welcomed by emptiness. She opened her eyes slowly and scanned the room for him, but he wasn't anywhere to be found.

Her phone vibrated on the nightstand. She reached over and sighed. It was a text message.

My Sun: Morning Gorgeous,

I'll be back in a couple of hours. Meeting in Gotham and afterwards heading to the store. I've prepared your breakfast. Just relax until I get back.

Love you.

Diana smiled. "My sweet love."

She knew "meeting in Gotham" meant Bruce called for Clark to help with an emergency. Telling her to "just relax" was that he wanted her to stay in bed if she could because of the busy borderline stressful week she had.

Diana got up to have a shower.

After her shower, Diana put on her black lace bra and underwear, one of Kal's button down shirts and strappy stiletto heels.

After she ate breakfast, she went into the living room and turned the sound system on and upped the volume. She smiled as the music started to play.

She had her songs all organized in playlists. Her favorite playlist at the moment was one with upbeat music to sing and dance to as she decided to do a few things around the house.

She spent hours singing, dancing and flying around the house. She organized her and Clark's books on their shelves, reorganized closets; the music was definitely helping her feel more motivated to be productive and get things done.

Time had gone by seemingly so fast, Clark was flying home from the store. He could hear the music coming from their home as he approached.

He walked in the door with grocery bags. "Diana, I'm home."

No answer.

But with the music being so loud, he suspected she didn't hear.

He smirked walking into the dining room. Diana had her back turned, bending over slightly against the table, still singing and dancing, wiping the table and making sure the silverware was placed correctly.

Clark smirked again, quietly sneaking back into the living room.

"Nothing can ever compare to my love. I got-" Diana suddenly stopped singing as the music stopped playing. She frowned and walked into the living room. She gasped. "Kal!" She flew to him, embracing him tightly.

"Hey, Gorgeous!" Clark laughed wrapping his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.

"I didn't know what time it was."

"Time flies when you are having fun. You started a party without me?"

"Oh no, Darling. The party always starts when you arrive."

Clark smiled and his fingers traced down her cheek, coming to rest on her chin. He nudged a little and Diana raised her head to him. Letting him catch her lips in a soft kiss.

She loved his kisses. He would start slow, the gentlest of motions with his lips. Now he singled out her bottom lip, capturing it between his as he traced his tongue over it. He moved to her top lip beginning all over again. When he'd had enough of tasting her lips, he silently commanded for her to let him in. His mouth slanted over hers and his tongue leisurely mapped her mouth. It was bliss.

"Hmm...? So I take it the heels were part of the mood with the music?" Clark asked pulling away slightly.

Diana grinned innocently. "Yes. Is there a problem with that, Mr. Kent?"

Clark laughed as Diana raised her brow as if giving him a warning to tread carefully with his answer.

"Of course not! Coming home to my Goddess dressed in my shirt and heels, looking very very sexy, listening to you singing and watching you dance, I'll be the biggest idiot having a problem with that."

"You always know the right things to say." Diana smiled and kissed him lightly. "So what did you get?"

"Ah, come on, I'll show you."

Walking into the kitchen, as usual Diana sat on top of the counter.

Clark started taking everything out the bags and showing Diana everything as he was putting it away.

"So I got more ice cream. You wanted to bake brownies so I got 2 boxes. Tonight we are having salmon and rice with a side salad and I got your favorite salad dressing."

Clark was talking but Diana was not quite listening being so focused on her man's godly body. Her eyes trailed down. She loved it when he wore sweats or joggers as she could sometimes see the print of his manhood.

Diana bit her bottom lip. "Kal, have I ever told you, you have a big...'ego'. "

Clark quirked his brow looking up at her. "Wait...what?"

Diana glanced down and smiled

Clark tilted his head confused a bit and pondered for a moment. "Oh...OH!" He laughed nervously glancing down. "Well um... geez, Di, what song were you listening to now?!"

Diana laughed and jumped down from the counter going back to the living.

"I've been listening to many, Love. I really like them."

Clark followed her. "Getting ideas, huh?"

She turned smiling seductively and pushed him down on the couch straddling him.

"You want some 'hot sugar', Love?"

"Uhh...if it's what I think it is...hell yes!"

Diana laughed wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.

Their eyes locked as they pulled away from their kiss. A warm silence surrounded them for a short while as they were so mesmerized by each other.

"You are so beautiful," Clark whispered, breaking the silence.

His thumbs traced her cheeks and he stared into her eyes. He pulled her face up to his and kissed her again. He brushed her top lip, politely asking permission. Diana, of course, happily obliged and they both moaned when their tongues met.

The feel of his tongue on hers was incredible. The tightening in her stomach had increased and she shifted a little, hoping to ease the sensation. He broke away for breath and let out a glorious sound.

"Di..."

She smirked and continued kissing him while slowly grinding against him. She couldn't help it.

The taste of him was better than anything else that she's ever tried. As Diana worked her way down from his lips, he allowed her access to his neck and ear. She darted her tongue out when she had reached his ear and gently pulled it into her mouth, sucking on it slightly.

She wanted him to make that sound again. His groan was wonderful. She kissed down his perfectly sculpted neck and found a point near his collar bone that made him gasp.

Clark gripped her ass.

"Mmh...Kal."

He gave a light slap and squeezed harder.

Diana gasped and bit her lip. She continued grinding against him but this this time with more force. Clark pushed his clothed erection into her covered core.

"You know you've gotten me in some kind of mood," he grinned cockily at her.

Diana couldn't respond as Clark ground into her again making her moan louder. Diana's hands drifted down his chest and lifted his shirt, taking it off. Diana threw it on the other couch.

Clark started to unbutton his shirt on Diana. Just as he had gotten to the third button, Diana felt a cool draft. He kissed her collarbone, darting his tongue out every so often. Once he finished completely unbuttoning the shirt, his hand had wandered to right beneath her bra and his mouth was lightly sucking on the swells of her breasts.

Diana removed the unbuttoned shirt from her body, tossing it to the side. Clark pulled her closer to him and touched every freshly exposed inch of her skin. His touch was a new heaven. Gentle and firm. They were still slowly gyrating their hips together.

Diana reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Clark watched, mesmerized as it slackened. He lifted his eyes back to hers and he peeled her bra the rest of the way off. Staring into her eyes, he brushed his hand over one mound. Feeling, weighing, and finally caressing her breast. She moaned and leaned into his touch.

Clark squeezed her and pushed his hips hard into hers. Diana captured his lips and thrusted her tongue in. They desperately craved friction. Hard and fast friction.

His mouth retreated from hers and trailed down her chin, down her neck, past her collarbone to her breasts again. His tongue reached out and touched one hard peak. He flicked it once more before drawing it into his mouth.

"Oh yes, Kal." She pressed down on him, grabbing his hair in one hand, trailing the other down his sculpted chest.

Clark grabbed the peak in his teeth and bit down slightly. Diana pulled on his hair harder and he replied with a breath-taking moan.

"Oh…" Diana arched her back farther.

Then Clark changed and gave the other the same attention and her breathing quickened.

He changed their position, laying her down on the couch. He kissed her with passion, lust, and desire, his tongue interfering with hers.

Diana moved her hand down lower and softly rubbed his large erection through his sweats. She broke away from their kiss and smirked. She reached into his sweats and ran her fingers down his length. Clark started breathing hard.

"I want to keep playing like this for a while..." She stroked him at an agonizingly slow pace.

Clark stared at her and nodded, trailing his right hand down her side. Diana breathed out slowly and bit her lip as Clark brushed his fingers against her center. She nodded. It was Clark's turn to smirk as he moved her underwear to the side and slid his middle finger into her. Diana gasped then arched her back as he added his ring finger and sunk further into her.

Clark leaned down, both groaning into a passionate kiss as they continued to pleasure each other with their hands.

Almost 2 hours later...

Diana sat at the table watching Clark finish cooking and fix their plates. She had put back on Clark's shirt but kept it unbuttoned while Clark was only in his boxers.

"Alright. Dinner is served!" Clark put their plates down on the table and smiled proudly.

"Darling, incredible job as always!"

Kal leaned down and kissed Diana's cheek. "And always the best for my Goddess."

It was silent for a moment as they ate. Clark looked at Diana and it seemed as though she was in deep thought.

"You okay, Di? What's on your mind?"

Diana smiled. "Oh I just still have some of the songs still stuck in my mind."

"Oh, yeah that happens."

"Kal, what is twerking?"

Clark almost choked as he took a sip of his drink, caught by surprise. "What is what?"

"Twerking."

"It's a uh...it's a way of dancing, Di."

"Well that's an interesting...funny name. I would like to learn how to do such a dance."

Clark cleared his throat and smirked. "Only at home...and in our bedroom, Di."

After Dinner

"I got this," Clark said as he took her plate. "I'll bring dessert to the bedroom."

"I hope you are talking about yourself because the only dessert I want is you." Diana smiled seductively and kissed his cheek.

As Diana turned around, Clark slapped her ass. She looked back at him with a raised brow and bit her bottom lip.

"Don't take too long, Superman."

Clark grinned cockily.

20 minutes later...

Clark flew upstairs to their bedroom. He shook his head and grinned opening the door. He already heard the music from downstairs so he wasn't surprised at the fact that she was dancing however he was surprised with her position of being bent over.

He smirked. "Diana, what are you doing?"

She stood straight up, turned to him and smiled. "You said I can only learn in our bedroom. At first I wondered why but now I know." She walked over to him and took his hand. "Come sit down, Love, and watch me. I want you to make sure I'm doing it right."

He sat on the edge of the bed and his eyes followed her every move. Diana walked over to the speaker deck to restart her song. Clark eyes went wide as he watched her bend over.

She looked up at him when she heard him clear his throat. He was biting his lip and his eyes darkened.

"Are you alright, Kal?" she asked innocently.

"Yeah, of course..." he said in a strained voice. Clark knew she knew what she was doing to him in those damn near see through lace panties.

Diana smiled at him as she started the song.

She stood in front of Clark and and moved her hips side to side alternating legs that she popped in and out. She bent at the waist with her hands on her knees her derrière moving up and down in time to the beat.

Looking back, Diana watched Clark's eyes widened again and even turning slightly red as they stayed glued to her ass as she wined her body down slowly.

Clark sat transfixed as his beautiful girlfriend turned her twerking into a lap dance. She began moving her ass against his erection doing a figure 8 and reaching back to run her hands through his hair.

She then stands back up and bends over.

"Am I doing it right, Kal?"

He didn't answer.

"Kal-El?"

"Huh? Um..yeah...yeah..." he stuttered mesmerized. She knew exactly what she was doing and doing it so very very right. "Uh...let me..." he stood up. "Let me join you." He stepped towards her and took hold of her hips. "Like this..."

Diana bit her lip backing toward Clark, pressing her ass against his obvious erection. She let out a low moan and slid her underwear down her legs. Rolling her body up slowly, she kicked them off, turned to face him with a seductive grin. She dropped down in front of him taking his boxers down with her. Once again rolling her body back up, licking her lips. Clark lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

He kneeled down to the floor laying her down but before he could do anything else, Diana pushed him to lay flat, straddled him and moved her hips in a figure 8 again, grinding against his erection again. Clark groaned loudly and Diana whimpered slightly but they were both masked by the thumping beat of the song.

Diana did the figure 8 motion once more moaning, causing Clark to thrust his hips.

"Gods..."

At that moment, Diana forgot about the dancing and began moving her hips to create friction against her center. Clark squeezed her ass and gripped her hips moving her faster on him.

Diana leaned down, kissing him, running her tongue along his bottom lip asking for entrance which Clark allowed as his hands continued squeezing and kneading her ass. Diana moved against him slowly, moving her hips in time to the song.

Diana could only moan loudly as she swiveled her hips up and down. She placed her hands on Clark's chest as she moved against him creating amazingly delicious friction. Clark was loving the faces she was making and the sounds he was hearing come from her beautiful full lips.

"Oh...Gods...this feels...so good..." she moaned breathily.

She grabbed his manhood rubbing the tip between her folds coating it in her juices. She sank down on him moaning once he was in. Clark gripped her hips tight as she moved up to the tip slow then sinking down fast and hard making Clark gasp and jerk his hips.

As the songs still played on, Diana twerked, rolled, grinded and shook her ass as she rode him. Clark could not have been happier. If he died he would surely die a happy man with Diana doing all these moves.

Clark looked down and watched himself slide in and out of her.

"Diana...ah...damn." He let a loud groan escape his lips as he enjoyed the way she was squeezing him so good.

Diana stared into his eyes licking her lips sensually and worked her hips. She gasped when Clark squeezed and smacked her ass.

"You're really enjoying this, aren't you, Kal?"

He smirked and gripped her hips thrusting into her like no tomorrow. Diana leaned forward more, letting the pleasure roll over her as she neared her climax.

Clark went faster making Diana scream his name. Before she could completely catch her breath, he rolled them over and hooked her legs around his waist. He went slowly since she was still a little sensitive. He tried to keep a steady slow pace but she moved a certain way that heightened his pleasure and pounded into her hard.

"Oh by the GODS! Clark!" she screamed as she dug her nails into his back.

Clark hissed from the pain and pleasure but not slowing down. Diana's thighs began shaking uncontrollably as she was rocketed into the most intense orgasm leaving her speechless. Clark leaned down to kiss and suck on her neck.

Diana screamed his named again and bit down on his shoulder.

Soon, Clark's own orgasm hit him like a tsunami and he couldn't control what spewed from his mouth as stars flashed behind his eyelids. He grunted and cursed as ropes of his essence shot into her. Diana wrapped her arms around his neck, clenching around him harder.

Clark came down to slow but hard strokes. He captured Diana's lips in a passionate kiss.

Pulling away, he drifted down her neck to her collarbone, then collapsed to the side of her. Diana smiled at Clark and laid her head on his shoulder. They lay that way for 10 or more minutes comfortably silent as the music still played. Clark trailed his fingers up and down her back making her shiver and give a soft loving sigh.

After a few more minutes, Diana got up to turn off the speakers. She gasped suddenly feeling Kal's strong arms around her waist.

"Kal..." her eyes fluttered closed and she moaned lowly feeling his hard length. "What are you doing?"

"One more time..." he whispered, kissing her shoulder. "Do the dance for me one more time."

Clark glided in slowly. Diana shuddered; desire hot boiling in the pit of her stomach.

Then, with Clark buried inside her, she began to do their newfound favorite sexually provocative dance. Clark's eyes went wide, staring at where their bodies joined for a moment before beginning to move. Diana moaned as Clark moved in time with her swiveling, circling hips and then slammed home, over and over.

They quickly found a rhythm, bodies coming together, movements becoming more and more frantic until a particularly well aimed thrust from Clark sent Diana over the edge and she came, walls clenching.

When she tightened around him, Clark too couldn't hold back, gripping Diana's hips and thrusting himself forward a few more times.

They both let out a satisfied sigh. They stood there on shaky legs, breath echoing loudly in the room, bodies still pressed together. After a few minutes, Diana couldn't help but laugh. Letting her head fall back on Kal's shoulder.

"That was incredible…"

Clark nodded solemnly. He kissed her shoulder and leaned over turning off the speaker.

He picked Diana up carrying her over to the bed and laid her down gently. Laying next to her, he pulled her close and Diana laid her head on his chest.

"You know...for just now learning, you were amazing."

Diana looked up and smiled proudly. "Thank you, Love."

"Very sexy too," Clark grinned slyly.

Diana smirked and moved to lay completely on top of him. Clark rubbed up and down her back. Then all the way down to her ass squeezing it softly. Diana moaned then laughed.

"What's funny?" he asked looking down.

"You haven't been able to keep your hands off my 'assets' since you got home."

Clark laughed. "Well I can't resist."

"I admit...I can't resist either."

Clark leaned forward and kissed her tenderly murmuring his love and appreciation.

"I love you, Di."

"I love you, too, Kal."