She's All Mine
Characters featured in the Salon and the setting of the Salon is inspired by various favorite reality show stars and shows. Slight movie and musical refrences.
Atlanta, Georgia 10:00 pm
"Oh my God, Tiffany! You are a life saver! Girl, I was just so in a panic after what Yasmin did."
"You know Tiff's always got your back. But next time, come to us first. You know how bougie Yasmin is for no reason. She knows nothing about style."
"Girl I had to learn that the hard way. But thank you! Thank you so much for fixing that mess!"
"That's what Tiff does, baby. Call me your Fairy Godmother, darling!"
They both laugh.
"Now, go ahead and get to going, Hon. You gotta get up and show out tomorrow!"
"Yes I do! Alright, girl, see you next time."
"Alright now!"
When the satisfied customer left, Tiffany Chambers, co-owner of Crystal's Beauty Salon, finishes packing her hair supplies and sweeping her area. She put on her coat and leaves out locking the door and sliding the security gate door close.
Before she could turn around after locking the gate, she is pinned against it and a gun is shoved at her temple.
"Hands up!"
She quickly put her hands up against the gate.
"Give everything you have and hurry up!"
"How in the hell am I going to give you all I have with my hands up, dumbass."
"Oh so this broad got jokes? Turn the fuck around!"
Tiffany rolls her eyes and turns around. "Max? What the hell are you doing!"
"Shut up!" Max says pointing the gun in the middle of her forehead. "Why you always gotta talk shit?"
"Why you always gotta do dumb shit?"
Max frowns. His hand shaking.
Tiffany sighs and quickly snatches the gun away, twisting his arm behind his back.
"Ah, bro, let me go!" Max yell kneeling to the ground.
"You knew damn well not to mess with me. Don't let the nails and extensions fool you."
"Tim, come on. I was just playing."
"I bet you were. Safety was still on. And it's Tiffany not Timothy. But Timothy, Tiffany, Tim, Tiff..whatever, I'll still beat your ass."
"Yo, say...it's not my fault. It was Ray. He told me to try to get some money from you."
"Where is he anyway? I know he can't be too far away."
"Excuse me?"
Tiffany and Max look up.
Tiffany smiles. "Well lookie...lookie. Banging beauty Wonder Woman. Hey, girl!"
Wonder Woman floats down to them with Ray unconscious tied up in her lasso.
"Shit..." Max says under his breath.
Tiffany smacks Max in the back of the head. "Act tough now."
"Are you alright, Ms. Tiffany?"
"But I'm the one that's getting abused." Max rolls his eyes.
Tiffany smacks him again. "Say something else. I'll tell Ms. Yvette."
"Why you gotta bring my mama into this?"
"Because you're childish." Tiffany smirk. "I'm good."
"Would you like for me to take these two to the local station, now?"
Tiffany sighs dramatically. "They didn't do nothing but annoy the hell out of me. For now, is it alright if we let them go?"
Wonder Woman smiles and nods. "But are you sure?"
"I guess..." she pushes Max. "Get your ass up and go home. I'm keeping this gun. It's your mama's anyway."
Wonder Woman unties Ray. Max put Ray's arm over his shoulder, dragging him to the car.
Tiffany shakes her head and laugh. "Damn shame." She looks at Wonder Woman.
"Now why didn't you bring that fine ass Superman with you?" Tiffany tease.
Wonder Woman sighs. "Superman and I haven't been seeing eye to eye lately."
Tiffany frowns. "Ooh, girl. By this look you giving me and the way you sound, we need a long talk. Stop by here tomorrow, we will have a full salon chat."
Flashback
"Hurry...hurry...Justice League, the clock is ticking..." Vandal Savage announced.
He was playing a game of sorts, bombs set all over Metropolis and the league had to race had deactivate them all only to realize they were fake. But one.
"Damn!" Superman said.
"What?" Wonder Woman asked standing over him.
"I'm not sure how to deactivate this. Neither does J'onn. One wrong will have this thing explode."
"I hope you don't plan on doing what I think you're about to do."
"I have to."
"Then I'm going up with you," she said latching on to his arm.
"No, you stay here. I'm not going to let you get hurt if something goes wrong."
"I'm not letting you get hurt either."
"Diana, we have no time for debating. I'll be right back. Ok?" He caressed her cheek flashing his usual charming smile. "I got this."
Diana was hesitant. She sighed and nodded, letting go of his arm. "Be careful, Kal."
He smiled at her again and flies off high into the sky. In a matter of minutes, the detonator went off.
A huge flash of light went across the city. The ground shook violently.
"Superman?" Wonder Woman called as the sky cleared slowly "Superman?!" She called louder.
Silence.
She flew up and still didn't see him.
"I don't see him. Bruce, I can't locate Clark."
No answer.
"Bruce!"
"I heard you, Diana. I can't locate him either."
"I have to find him."
"Diana, there's no-"
"Bruce, find him, now!"
Diana flew up higher to get a better view.
Still nothing.
Her heart sunk. She tried to hold back her tears.
"He said he would be back."
A crowd started to gather where Superman was last seen. Lois and Jimmy had also arrived.
"Jimmy, are you getting this!"
"Yeah...but is this really happening?! Is he gone?"
All of a sudden there was a loud boom from a closed construction site as if something had crashed. As everyone turned their attention there, Wonder Woman flew off to go check out what happened.
"Flash, Lantern, keep everyone back," Wonder Woman ordered.
"Yes, Ma'am!"
Lantern created a fence around the construction.
Wonder Woman walked slowly looking around. She suddenly stopped and stood in a fighting stance as she heard beams moving.
"Dammit..." she heard a whisper.
"Kal?"
She stepped closer then suddenly gasped and jumped back catching a beaming as it was flying toward her.
"Alright...who the hell are you?! You are going to have to learn it's not nice to throw things."
"Di...?" Superman called in a whisper standing up.
She gasped and dropped the beam. "Kal!" She rushed to him and jumped into his arms. She tightly wrapped her arms around his neck, embracing him.
Superman sighed out of relief and wrapped his arms around her pulling her closer. "I told you I would be back though."
"I didn't see you. For a moment, Bruce couldn't track you."
"I'm sorry." He kissed the top of her head.
They held each other closer and tighter. But when they realize what they were doing they quickly let go.
Diana looked away and folded her arms. "Don't scare me like that again."
Superman smirked. "I won't. Come here." He pulled her into another embrace placing his hand to the small of her back.
Flashback End
The next day, Crystal's Salon
"They just need a little help." Diamond, one of the stylists says.
"Nah, nah, Dime. No more excuses. Max and Ray need some serious discipline and find jobs! They don't want that life they trying to endulge in."
"Uh huh." Everyone in the salon agrees.
"Hey, turn that up, Tiff."
"Coming up on Atlanta News Channel 5...The Justice League's arrival in Downtown for the honor ceremony at City Hall earlier today."
"Good Lord, those men are so damn fine!"
"Flash can give me a couple of quickies, GL we can make some things, Batman can probably keep the mask on but still wants the lights off."
"Girl all I want is to see if Superman can live up to the name." Nicki, one of the clients, say.
"Obviously!" Tiffany states. "Y'all remember when I was in that real bad pile up accident. He and Wonder Woman was oh so generous and visited me in the hospital."
"So you personally have been that close?"
"Yes ma'am!" Tiff says proudly. "Let me tell you, them arms and that chest...massive! You not gonna want him to let you go. He can carry me anytime, anywhere."
"Wrap me up in that cape!" Nicki laughs. "But I heard he be having his cape wrapped around Wonder Woman."
"I wouldn't be surprised if she tied him up with the rope of hers! I need me a man that will look at me like he look at her," Diamond grins.
"He got that 'we flying high and knocking boots in the sky tonight' look!"
Laughter erupts throughout the salon until the door open.
"Who is that?"
A tall, curvaceous woman with long raven hair steps in.
"Diana!" Tiffany clap happily. "You're finally here!" She runs up to Diana and hugs her. "Congrats for earlier at City Hall," she whispers.
Diana hugs her back. "Thank you."
"Girls, this is Diana. I told her to stop by, give her some advice about these men we love so much."
Flashback
Daily Planet
Clark was in the break room, warming up his coffee.
"Yo, CK, just the big guy I wanted to see!"
"What's up, Jimmy?"
"So, you can thank me later but I got you a date for tonight."
"Wait what?"
"A date. You know when two people go out and-"
"That's not what I was questioning. I know that. I'm say how? Why?"
"My dude, all you do is work. You need to go out at least once. Find a girlfriend, man."
"Jim, I don't-"
"Come on, man. Her name is Allison Sanders. She is cool. I don't know your type but just go anyway. You might like her."
Clark sighed. "Alright...fine."
"Cool! Meet up with her at Seasons 52 at 8 pm."
Later, Diana Prince's Home, 7:00 pm.
Diana sighed as she finished getting ready for her...date. Did she really want to call it that? No. But she had going out with this guy, Scott Hudson. He was a professor at one of the community colleges. Diana volunteered for one of the summer events, working with him. He had asked her just to go out for lunch fascinated talking about Greek history, then he had asked to go out to dinner.
For 6 months now, she'd either have lunch or dinner with him casually. She surely didn't think or didn't want to think it was nothing more than just friendly outings. But for the pass couple of weeks, Scott had been giving little hints that maybe he wanted to lead to something more.
She sighed again not wanting to break his heart but she wasn't feeling him that way. No matter how hard she wanted to deny, her heart was already captured by another.
She glances at the clock. 7:20. There was no point in staying the house any longer.
She left and flew of to the restaurant.
Upon arriving, she saw that it wasn't too crowded quite yet. She flew down between two parked trucks in the parking lot.
Before walking into the entrance, she took another deep breath. She had never been there. She looked around and saw Scott already sitting at a table.
He looked up and smiled.
"Hello, Scott..."she said walking up to him.
"Good evening, Diana!" he said standing up. "You look great as always."
"Why thank you. You look great, too."
Diana didn't know what was coming over her, but she really was not in the mood for this and would've rather stayed home or even waste time at the Watch Tower.
She wasn't even that hungry and suddenly had a loss of appetite, but she didn't want to seem rude so she ordered a salad.
Scott was eager and loved having random conversations. Diana just listened.
Clark stood outside the restaurant waiting for Allison. He looked down at nothing with his hands in his pocket.
"Clark Kent?"
He looked up. "Allison Sanders?"
She smiled and nodded. "Yes, that's me. Hi, how are you?" She held out her hand for Clark to shake.
"Hi, I'm good. Nice night for a dinner out. And how about yourself?"
"As you said nice night just to get out for a while."
She was polite but quite reserved as if this was more of a business meeting.
Inside the restaurant, Diana was just picking over her rice salad. Then something told her to look up and she saw Clark in with a woman. He never told her he was going on a date. Even though it's nothing serious, he still knew about Scott.
Clark looked around and spotted Diana. His heart sunk. What made it worse was that they locked eyes and the waiter conveniently sat them down at a table behind Scott. Allison was back to back to Scott. Diana and Clark were face to face. They couldn't stop staring at each other.
"I'll be right back...I need to go to the ladies room," Diana told Scott.
Once Diana stood up and walked passed him, Clark stood up as well.
He followed her to where the restrooms were and before Diana could go into the women's restroom he pinned her to a corner.
"You look amazing in that dress, Diana."
"Thank you. And you...very handsome. I'm sure your date has told you that a couple of times already."
Clark smirked. "No, she is...um... professional?"
Diana laughed softly. "You should get back to your date, Kal. Don't let me distract you."
"It's not a date."
"...You know you can't and don't have to lie to me."
"I'm not. Jimmy set this up."
"A blind date is still a date, Kal-El."
Clark sighed. "I suppose you are enjoying your date with Scott?"
"It's alright..." Diana stared at him taking note of his expression. "Do I sense a little streak of jealousy?" She raised her brow.
He frowned. "What?"
"You heard me."
"No, I'm not jealous..."
She smirked and slightly pushed him. "Whatever, you say..." She went into the ladies room.
He shook his head and sighed again.
When he was walking back to his sit. He saw that Allison was reading a book.
"She brought a book to dinner?" Clark questioned in his mind. "Am I that boring already?"
Clark cleared his throat and sat down. "So..uh...are you enjoying dinner?"
"Actually, yes. You kept a conversation going. That's something rarely achieved with me."
"Your book?"
"Oh," Allison smiled. "Apologies...but I am obsessed with this book. I couldn't stay away from it. Any chance I get I have to read a page or two. I'm sorry if that seemed a bit rude?"
"Oh no, I can understand that. So what is it about?"
Allison happily started talking about the entire book series.
Diana was coming from the ladies room. Before sitting back down she looked at Clark and gave him a sly smile and smirked back at her.
Moments later, Scott stood up ready to leave.
Clark wasn't thrilled at all seeing Diana leave with him.
"So do you have your own car or cab?" Scott asked once they were outside.
"I...um...yes, a cab."
"Well how about I take you home. I don't mind it."
Diana was a bit hesitant.
"Look, you don't have stand out here waiting. I don't mind the drive."
"Um...oh...oh ok."
Scott smiled and led her to his car.
Clark sat with Allison for another 15 minutes before she checked the time.
"Oh it's getting later. I should go."
"Alright. Waiter? Check please. "
Clark paid for the dinner and walked out with her.
"This was quite enjoyable. A break from my otherwise busy schedule. Thank you, Mr. Kent." Allison held out her hand for Clark to shake again.
"Good night, Allison."
"Good night, Clark."
Clark watched as Allison walked away to her car.
He sighed contemplating what to do now. He couldn't help but to think of Diana. She was consuming him. Every thought in his mind led to her.
Upon arriving to Diana's house, Scott turned his car off.
"Another great outing, Diana."
"Right..."
Scott cleared his throat. "Would you mind if I use your bathroom?"
"Oh...no not at all..."
They got out the car and walked up to the porch. Diana was a bit hesitant unlocking the door. She let out a quiet sigh and walked in.
Scott was amazed. "Wow, nice place."
"Thank you. Guest bathroom is down the hall to the left."
Diana went into the kitchen to make some tea.
She leaned against the counter hugging herself becoming lost in her thoughts. She closed her eyes for a moment.
"Diana?" Scott called. "Diana?" He touched her shoulder.
Diana quickly opened her eyes. "What?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yes. I was just...waiting for the tea to finishing brewing."
"Oh," he smiled. "Well like I was saying earlier you have a very nice place. Everything is really neat."
Diana smiled. "I like to keep things perfectly organized."
"I can see that for sure..."
There was an awkward silence.
As Diana looked down then looked back up at him, he leaned over and kissed her, taking her by surprise.
When Scott realized Diana wasn't kissing him back, he pulled away quickly. Diana frowned slightly.
"I'm sorry. I figured that would be your reaction."
"No, I'm sorry if I might have given you the wrong impression."
"Well we've been going out for 6 months. Thought I'd give something a try. But I could tell there's someone else on your mind anyway."
"Scott, I..."
"Diana, really. It's okay. Whoever this guy is needs to make his move, though."
Diana smiled sympathetically at him. "Thank you for being understanding."
"Hey, I get it. No worries at all. But I wouldn't mind starting over as just strictly friends?"
"Of course. Would you like a cup of tea?"
"Yeah, hey, well the least I can say is that you've made it easier for me to open up...get out more. It has helped with my anxiety."
"If you need a listening ear, I'll be more than happy to be that for you, Scott."
"Well I wouldn't want to talk your ear off, though."
Diana laughed. "It's fine."
"Thank you, Diana. Truly."
Meanwhile, outside, Clark was having a raging internal battle. Seeing Scott's car, he couldn't help but think what he was thinking. He didn't even have to use his X-ray vision let alone wanted to, sure as hell not wanting to risk seeing something he would regret. But Diana wouldn't do that, he knows this. It was still just the thought pissing him off more and more.
He flew off heartbroken and in a rush back home.
Flashback End
"So who is this man?" Janae, another stylist asks. "Poor baby...he sound like he just put himself in his feelings over thinking what was going on."
"Remember that reporter that came in about a year ago?"
"You mean that fine man with the glasses?" Dime asked.
"Yes, that's him. Clark Kent."
Diana is surprised. "You all know him?"
"Yeah, the ladies met him when he interviewed Auntie Crystal about her part in the community rebuilding and all," Tiff told her.
Janae shakes her head. "Girl, Diana, you better get your man or he could report on and to me any time!"
"Janae!"
"What?! I'm just saying."
"You can tell he can treat you right, though. He is a gentleman in the streets but in private you probably won't be able to leave the bedroom."
"I know mens' bodies and that body of his is something special."
"Built as a stallion! Bedroom boom!"
"Hey! Hey! I know that's right!" Nicki and Janae gave each other a high five.
Diana is sort of embarrassed but also finds it funny how they are talking about Clark this way.
"Look, on the real, if a man really cares and want you, he will show you. Y'all know the best thing is make up sex. When your man gives that passionate aggression, you know it's going to be good. But he has to know what he doing though."
"Just grab you, hold you tight in his arms..."
Diana couldn't help picturing Clark doing that to her. She shakes her head slightly trying to stop but she couldn't still listening to Janae.
"So you don't know whether you want to give him a cookie crumb or open the jar for the whole cookie?"
"Janae!"
"What?!" She shrugs. "It's a fair question."
"Ok...but that's her business."
Diana tilts her head confused. "I'm sorry...I just didn't understand the question."
Tiffany sighs and lean over the chair whispering the meaning.
Diana's eyes went wide of shock . "Oh...Um...oh..." She starts laughing, making the other women laugh.
"So?" Nicki question.
"I've...thought about it..." Diana couldn't stop smiling. "He is the only man I've thought about that with."
"Ooohh...we knew you had it in you, girl!"
The women laugh loud and continue with their conversation, teaching Diana some things she didn't know, things she probably shouldn't know and as they were saying things she didn't understand, Tiffany explains it in the friendliest way possible. It's all surprising to Diana but she quite enjoys the conversation.
Flashback
It's been four days since Diana and Clark's date run in. Diana noticed Clark was acting a bit different. Quiet, distant...and she didn't understand why.
Superman crashes in the middle of a busy street. Civilians running and screaming from an attack going on.
"Instead of trying to show off, how about actually putting some of these bots down, Lantern!"
"Hey, I'm doing the best I can! How about running a little faster, to get these people out of here!"
Wonder Woman flew to Superman helping him stand up.
"Are you okay, Kal?"
"Yeah..."
Superman kept looking away from her.
"Kal, look at me."
He still kept his head turned.
"Kal!"
He deep breathed and looked at her.
"Whatever is wrong we can talk about it later. Right now, focus on this."
He couldn't focus. Not with what he thinks he knows taking over every thought in his mind.
Loud crashing.
"Aye! Big Blue! Wondy! Need your help over here!" Shazam yelled out.
Superman flew off.
Shazam saw Superman coming towards him. "Finally! I thought..."
"Shazam?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
Superman flew off again heading straight through a bot.
Shazam frowned. "What's wrong with him?"
"Don't worry, I'll speak with him later," Wonder Woman said.
Superman angrily bashed through bots. Even when he was knocked down, he quickly got up smashing more until all were destroyed.
"Pissed off Big Blue...10. Dumb bots...zilch!" Flash joked.
WatchTower
Kal stormed inside his quarters and sat on the edge of the bed. He sighed. It was stupid to act like a spoiled child but this was bothering him in a way he never could imagine.
He laid back and looked at the ceiling. He heard the door slide open but didn't get up.
"Kal?"
Diana laid on the bed with him turning on her side and her head propped in her hand.
"Kal, what's wrong? Why are you avoiding me?"
"I'm not avoiding you, Diana."
"You won't look at me. And what's with the tone?"
"I'm sorry."
"You still won't look at me?"
He turned his head to look at her.
"I stopped by your house."
"When?"
"Scott was there."
"You could've still came to speak or something."
"I didn't want to interrupt."
"Interrupt what? We were just-" Diana paused and quickly sat up and frowned. "I can't believe you, Kal!"
"What?" He sat up as well.
"You know what! You actually think...ugh! You know sometimes your arrogance gets on my nerves!"
"Diana, I'm sorry but-"
"No! You seriously thought more was going on between me and Scott?"
"Well what did you expect me to think when you've been going out with him for 6 months now."
"Kal, I've known him for 6 months. But for me, there was nothing more than getting to know a new acquaintance."
Kal was silent.
"You have nothing else to say?"
"No."
Diana rolled her eyes. "I really can't believe you, Kal."
"Diana, I said I was sorry."
"No you aren't." She walked to the door and as it slid open and she walked out, she turn back to him. "If you really are...prove it!"
Flashback End
Tiffany laughs. "With all they have said, don't take it all serious and listen to them too much. Look, he is obviously in love with you just doesn't know how to use his words at this point."
Nicki smirks. "Nah, he just gonna open the jar himself and take the cookie. If he does let him have it."
After a few more days had passed, Clark and Diana still hadn't spoken to each other.
Clark sits back in his chair at his desk.
"Kent?" Perry calls. "Step into my office. Talk for a minute."
"Yes, sir."
Clark closed Perry's office door.
"Alright. So what's going on with you and your lady because you've been moping around here for days."
Clark sits down and sighs.
"Look, Kent, the only advice you need to know is sometimes flowers and chocolates aren't good enough. You need to do and say exactly what you know will have you in the right place with the lady love."
Clark frowns. "Um...how?"
"Kent, I've been with the Mrs. for over some 20 odd years."
"Mr. White... then you know it's just not that simple."
"Son, dealing with your lady is never simple. Just keep working on it. But I need you to stop moping. Get back on your game."
Clark nods and laughs a little. "Yes sir. Thank you for the advice."
Much later that night, 1 a.m.
Clark finishes up his two articles and sends it to Perry. He shuts down his laptop and slides it into his laptop bag on the side of the bed. He lays back against his pillows now resuming his thoughts about Diana.
He nods slightly to himself, assuring what he was going to do. He picks up his phone to call her.
Diana sits up hearing her phone ring. She picks it up not surprised at who it is.
"Clark."
"Hey, I need to talk to you...in person," he says in a low, slightly nervous tone.
"Now?"
"It's important. Are you alone?"
Diana pauses before answering automatically knowing exactly what he was implying. She rolls her eyes and sighs.
"Yes, Kal. I am..." she say sternly.
"I'm on my way."
"Fine."
Diana sits on her sofa with her arms folded and legs crossed. She's torn and pissed off at Kal.
Apart of her didn't want to see him because she knew she would want to slap him but she missed him so much.
She looks up at the door as the door bell rang. She gets up and deep breathes as she unlocks and open the door.
With the door wide open she turns around and walks away. Clark throws back his head out of frustration and let out a dramatic sigh. He comes in and closes and locks the door behind him.
Diana goes back to the living room, sits back down, with her arms folded and legs crossed.
Clark stands in front of her, staring down at her. Diana looks up at him.
"What did you want to talk to me about?"
"You know why I'm here, Diana."
She shrugs.
"Diana, I can't stop thinking about you...about us. How I feel about you."
"And?"
"I was thinking about how we...how I haven't given us the right chance. I've always had this thought that I wasn't good enough for you."
"Stop right there!" Diana stands up abruptly. "You know I've told you time and time again, you are the greatest man I've ever known and the man I trust the most. I've never given you even the slightest impression you weren't good enough for me! I told you there was nothing between me and Scott!"
"Seeing you with anyone else. I can't deal with that!"
"What am I suppose to do? Don't go out on simple outings but you can?"
"No, Diana, that's not what I am saying. And I told you Jimmy set that up with Allison. But-"
"But what? You aren't being fair!"
"This whole thing isn't fair, Diana!"
"You are being so selfish. We mutually decided to have it this way!" Diana sighed and shook her head. "I can't do this. You aren't thinking clearly if at all."
Diana was about to walk pass him to the go to the kitchen.
"No." Clark wraps his arms around her from behind. Pulling her back close to his chest. "That's the problem. I let you go too easily."
"Let me go now. We made our choices."
"No, Diana." Clark holds her tighter. "We've hurt each other, without realizing it. In a way we thought wouldn't. We thought this was best. It's not."
Diana turned around to face him. Tears streaming down her face. "Why, Clark? Why are you saying all of this?"
"I can't let you be with anyone else." Clark caressed her cheek using his thumb to gently wipe away her tears. "We can make this work. We both know that."
He pulls her into a soft kiss. But Diana pulls away.
"No. Don't."
Clark leans in, kissing her again, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Diana pulls away again. "Kal, stop," she whispers. Knowing deep down within herself she really didn't want him to.
Clark knows what he is doing with touching her, knowing actually what she wants. But Diana just shoves him down on the sofa and walks away going to the kitchen for a drink.
Before she reaches the refrigerator, Clark grabs her hand and pulls her to him.
They are awfully close, as Clark places his hands on her hips and his lips crash onto hers.
Diana breaks the kiss. "Kal, I said..."
He pulls her back into a kiss hoisting her onto the kitchen table.
"What are you doing?!"
"You wanted me to prove how sorry I am," he says sternly. "So I'm doing it."
Before Diana can get off the table, Clark blocks her attempts. He yanks his shirt over his head, tosses it to the floor and bows his head to place kisses on Diana's neck. She tries to keep from moaning.
"You don't have to-" she start, but quickly stop as Clark forces his tongue in her mouth, cutting her off. His hands start to roughly roam her body, forcing her silk robe tie to loosen.
As he begins to palm her breasts, he removes his mouth from hers, nipping at her chest.
She squirm and gasp as he bites down on her sensitive nubs of flesh. Diana willingly drape her arms around his neck.
Clark moves upward, sucking passionate kisses along her jaw line. Diana choked down a moan. The elated ecstasy was cut short as Clark abruptly bit down on the her collarbone with a sultry growl, causing Diana to widen her half lidded eyes and sink her finger nails into his neck.
"Kal…I-" she moans softly and bites her bottom lip. "St-..."
"Do you really want me to?" he interrupts her again, yanking her panties down her legs. "Your reactions is telling me otherwise."
Diana glares at him. She can't stop herself. She yanked his head to hers, kissing him again.
She allows his tongue to explore her mouth as she explore his. She tense slightly anticipating his movements as his hands find their way down south.
"I don't want to fight this anymore, Diana. I don't want you to fight this anymore either. Please, Di."
He kneels down, opening her legs more and swiftly licks her folds, making Diana grip his hair.
"Oh, Gods..." She pants, feeling the heat between her legs grown hotter.
Clark begins sucking and nibbling a bit rougher until Diana's bucks wildly against him.
As he licks circles around her, Diana's low moans turn into groans. Thrusting his tongue into her core, Clark holds her hips and brings her back towards him, making her thrust against his tongue. Diana whimpers as she feel herself come on his tongue.
As Diana catch her breath, Clark insert a finger into her already wet again core, making her moan. Diana throws her head back, letting out another loud gasp.
She buck against his hand as he inserts another finger, increasing his pace. Before long the added stimulation brings Diana over the edge and she sigh as she come on his hand, trying to catch her breath once again.
Clark stands back up, face to face with her. He looks into her eyes. Both of them heated. All of these years of pent up sexual tension with added frustration was ready to be released.
Before Diana can say anything, Clark captures her lips in a passionate kiss, filling her taste buds with him and her. Clark takes off his pants, now fully unclothed and Diana has her robe hanging from her left shoulder half off.
Clark pulls her closer to him. Diana suddenly felt something against her thigh and she thinks it's his arm. She glances down.
"Oh...by the gods!" She gasps.
She looks up at Clark who has a slight smirk on his face. He then grips Diana's hips hard, rubs himself against her before sliding in. Diana tightly wraps her arms around his neck. Clark works his way in her tightness.
Diana bites her lip and clenches her eyes shut, but Gods, that didn't help at all, because now there was nothing to distract her from the stream of curses in Greek pouring out of her so loudly that she swore they echoed. Or maybe that was just her voice breaking and tripping over itself.
Diana throws her head back letting out a silent scream feeling him opening her up as he goes deeper and deeper.
Clark didn't take his eyes off her even for a millisecond. He has her right where he wants her and starts stroking.
Diana bites her lip harder and scratches his back while he deep strokes. Then Clark gradually picks up his pace.
"Kal...my gods! ple-" she stop as he cuts her off, pounding into her core, catching her off guard, and making her scream.
"Maybe...I am...being unfair. Maybe...I am..selfish." Clark kisses her neck. "But I need you, Diana. I want you...all of you..."
"Kal..." she cried out at the sensations going through her body. She grips his wrists and he held on tighter to her hips.
"I won't let another ever have you...not like this...especially not like this. You are my Goddess, Diana."
Diana couldn't say anything, could barely think straight with Clark's aggressive behavior. She at first wants him to calm and slow down with the house starting to tremble, as the table rocks. She could here things falling and possibly breaking. To say she is impressed and shocked by Clark's gifted well-endowed manhood, would be an understatement.
And of all of this, she is loving it. The way he is taking her, possessing her, setting the record damn straight she was his and no matter how hard she was trying to resist and stay angry with him, she was turned on more than ever by him.
He captures her lips in a bruising kiss that left them both breathless. Diana held on with one arm around his neck and her legs around his waist. Her other hand was tangled in his hair, which she pulled to lift his head from her neck to be eye to eye with him.
Diana lifts her hips to meet his thrusts. Clark raises her legs higher as he pounds deeper into her core, causing her to continuously scream out his name. She lets out a stifled scream as Clark pulls almost all the way out before he plunged deep into her in one smooth motion. Slamming her into so hard it knocked the air out of her momentarily.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh was audible throughout the kitchen area – steamy and temperate. Diana leans forward and bites hard onto Clark's shoulder, extremely impassioned.
Clark began pumping faster than before, while at the same time swallowing Diana's moans with rough kisses. He then started licking, and sucking at her olive skin, leaving marks everywhere his lips touch.
The deeper Clark sinks into her, the more the line of pain and pleasure are crossed and exceeded. Through the duration of their rough love making, Diana feels herself come many times, making her legs quiver.
Clark let out a long guttural moan at the feeling of Diana clenching down on him as she came. He still thrusts through her orgasm at a quick pace making Diana whimper at the oversensitivity.
"Gods." Diana's voice broke on the words as she push forward into Clark's next thrust.
Clark, not pulling out quite so far, buries himself again as much and as far as he could. He felt like he was burning up inside, pleasure sparking along his nerves like static every time he felt Diana's body give way. He wasn't going to last much longer, it was too much and he lost it. He thrust in deep before he came and groans in satisfaction as the first pulse of essence shot out of him.
Diana moans and clench around him as he spurts again and again. Clark rested his forehead against Diana's, panting through the rest, filling her up.
When he is finally done, Clark slowly withdrew, watching as his length slides out of Diana.
"Diana..." he breathes.
"Yes..." she whispers.
They stay there for a while, holding each other.
Diana knew Clark wasn't done with her yet, though and neither was she done with him.
Clark softly kisses her and Diana kisses him back, holding on to his arms.
Clark wraps his arm around her waist as Diana instinctively wraps her legs around his waist. He picks her up walking over to sit on the sofa.
Diana settles her knees on either side of Clark and positions her center over him.
She presses a soft kiss on his mouth, rubbing his chest absentmindedly. She runs her tongue along the frames of Clark's lips.
Slowly, she lower herself onto him. They both break away from the kiss, gasping for air. They stare at each other for a moment as Diana moves at a slow rate, taking him inch by inch.
Diana kisses him deeply again, feeling Clark's hands skimming down her body and get a tight grip on her ass. She grips his shoulders.
A loud moan tore through her throat, followed by a whimper and the desperate sound of her heavy breathing. They let out louder moans as Diana starts to bounce on him. It was a pleasure overload.
With the way Diana is moving her hips, Clark grunts deeply into his throat and he let his head fall back on the back of the sofa.
"Damn... Diana..." he growls, gripping and digging his fingers into her hips as she moves deeper, slower, rougher.
Diana gives him a fierce lustful look. She removes his hands from her hips, sliding both under his head. She holds onto his arms, arching her back, bouncing harder and faster. She feels herself coming close already. She had to stop for a moment to make it last longer. She roll her hips against him slowly, enjoying the feeling and moaning.
Sweat ran down and travel over their skin, each grind, stroke and thrust raising their body temperatures like mad, boiling their blood. Neither couldn't see straight anymore, couldn't even speak, nor think or focus on anything else besides the delicious friction of each other, besides the low grunts and moans, just building up even more tension and pleasure, feeling like they were overflowing.
Diana's body was trembling, and waves of heat wash over her like a blessed sight of Heaven. Clark encourages her to ride him even faster. He groans and she start to pick up speed.
When Diana feels Clark tense, she ferociously reciprocates his maddening thrusts. Soon duplicates the sound of skin slapping together, amplified by Clark now slapping her ass as she completely ram him inside her core. Clark lets out low curses.
Clark again grips her ass with both hands, pounding into her and making her lean farther forward.
Diana's stomach tightens and she feels an overwhelming wave flood over her. She continuously yells out as Clark slams harder into her repeatedly. He finds and hits her special spot, making her climaxes overlap each other.
"Clark!" she cries and arches her body, filling with rigid tension one last time, her orgasm shaking her frame violently.
Diana's orgasm milks Clark, making him lose control over himself. With one final push, he holds her down still and release the tension and pleasure that was driving him crazy, moaning her name.
Clark holds himself inside for as long as possible, before giving a couple more small thrusts. Diana throws her head back biting her lip and gives a final, raspy moan.
Diana looks into his eyes again cupping his face. For the first time that night, their looks soften.
She wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him tenderly, then lays her head on his shoulder burying her face in the crook of his neck.
Clark wraps his arms around her. Holding her close and protectively.
Completely spent and worn out, within minutes they both fell asleep.
The next morning, 9:30 a.m.
Diana yawns in exhaustion and roll over in her bed. Her body is aching all over and she is sure to have passion marks all over. She could describe last night as a pleasurable sparring session with Clark that she has always imagined. But for it to have actually happen, gave her a whole new feeling.
She is still so tired, but she really didn't think she'd be able to get back to sleep with the high she is riding reliving what had happened. Somewhat in a daze, she couldn't get Clark's words and actions out of her head.
She sighs as she lays on her side with her head propped up in her hand, watching him sleep.
There were dull red streaks across his shoulder blades. Diana smirks to herself with the knowledge that she had done that in the heat of their passion. Clark's breathing was shallow and steady, and Diana became a bit mesmerized in the natural rhythm of his intake of air.
Still asleep, Clark turns slightly to his side. Diana admires his godly features, from his soft black curls...especially his adorable s-curl, his face, seemingly sculpted by Adonis, his broad shoulders, chiseled chest and rock hard abs to his gifted well-endowed length.
She smiles thinking back to what the women at the salon were saying, knowing Clark fits their description of the perfect man perfectly. She wondered what would be their reaction and, or what would they say if she were to tell them about last night's happenings.
Clark stirs a bit then opens his eyes.
"Diana?"
When he focuses on her, he sits up abruptly.
"Diana, I'm sorry!"
Diana sits up as well and frowns confused. Clark caresses her cheek, looking at her with remorse in his eyes.
"I'm sorry for upsetting you. For acting the way I did." His hand travel slowly down her neck, shoulder and arm to her hip. "I'm sorry for last night. If I...hurt you."
Diana couldn't help but smile. It's really cute and sweet Clark is so concerned and feeling unnecessarily guilty.
Diana moves closer to him.
"It's okay, Kal. As we argued last night, we've had these pent up feelings and well...I am a little sore from last night's intensity but it's very pleasing."
Clark smiles boyishly and rubs the back of his head.
"You can help ease it, though...if you would like?" Diana smiles back seductively.
Clark sits up more leaning against the headboard. He pulls Diana to sit in his lap and cradles her.
Diana smiles, amused by the way he is holding her and it's not the first time he has done this.
"I've told you before, I'm not a baby, Kal."
"No, you are a beautiful woman...a goddess...my goddess. But I think it's okay if I hold you like this every once in a while." Clark leans in, capturing her lips in a soft kiss.
"I do like being like this...sometimes."
Clark chuckles. "I know you do, that's why I do it anyway."
Diana arches her brow. "Don't get cocky, Mister."
Clark grins, kissing her neck and rubs up and down her right thigh slowly.
"What I said last night, Diana. I meant it."
"I know. And that's what I've been trying to tell you. There's no other man I trust and feel the utmost comfort with to give myself to. In my heart, I know there never will be anyone else. It's only you."
"I love you, Diana."
"I love you, too, Kal."
Clark kisses her passionately, gently laying her back down.
Leaving her lips, Clark descends down her neck, causing Diana to moan softly.
Gods, he feels so good. She runs her hands up and down his back as he continues to kiss her neck.
Diana's left leg drapes across his hip, bringing their lower bodies close together. She bites her lip when his hand went down to her thigh, slowly rubbing up and down.
Clark slowly came back up kissing her cheek. Staring straight into each other eyes, they smile before Clark gently and lovingly presses his lips to hers.
He whispers his affections over and over again and Diana knew she would never get tired of hearing him express his love. Diana closes her eyes in pure bliss as Clark seals it with another passionate yet gentle kiss, marking their love forever.