When We

"You're right. When we are alone...it's something we can't stop."

"But we should."

"Should we?"

"I...I don't know."

"Do you want to?"

She paused and stared into his eyes. "...No."

Clark Kent and Diana Prince stood in the of Diana's hotel room.

They didn't know they'd be in the same hotel holding separate events. Clark was attending the Press Conference for the Mayor of New Orleans and Diana was attending the 60th annual Women's Summit.

Since the first time they met, there was an instant attraction and over time it grew more and more. They tried so hard not to give in to those feelings. Denying them. Belittling them. Thinking maybe it was just an infatuation. But deep down they knew damn well it was more. They couldn't deny. They couldn't belittle it. They couldn't last in a room together without feeling that intense sexual tension. They couldn't last one minute alone in room together without giving into that sexual tension, lips on lips and hands roaming each other's bodies.

But they always stopped before going too far, whether it was making excuses, saying they had to leave or it was being interrupted by an emergency call. Though, there was no excuse now.

30 minutes Prior

Diana Prince sighed as she walked into the elevator. She had her head down as the doors was closing.

"Woah..."

Her head shot up as she saw a man's hand holding the door.

"Oh I'm sor-" her heart skipped a beat. "Clark?!"

He looked at her shocked. "Diana?! I...Hey."

He cleared his throat and stepped into the elevator. As he was about to press the button, he noticed the floor button his room was on was already pressed.

"You're on floor 23, too?"

Diana hesitated, then nodded.

Clark stood beside her watching as the numbers went up.

"Press conference."

"What?"

"I was here for a press conference."

"Oh. Women's summit."

There was an awkward silence but the tension was rising.

Once the elevator doors opened Diana was the first to walk out. Clark watched her, taking a look at her backside. He shook his head slightly. She was so damn beautiful, he didn't know how he could maintain himself.

"So um...how long are you staying here?" he asked walking behind her.

"3 days."

"2 for me..."

Another awkward silence.

"Well... I'll...I'll get going. See you sometime tomorrow maybe." Clark rubbed the back of his head nervously.

She smiled shyly. "Yes...Good night, Clark."

They walked to their separate rooms only 4 doors down from one another. Before going in, they glanced at each other, wanting to say more so bad but it just wouldn't come out.

Finally going in and closing the door, Diana sighed deeply leaning against the door.

She shouldn't feel this way. She didn't understand it. Every time she was near him, her heart started beating faster, her face started to heat, and her mind went blank having her at a sudden loss of words. The thoughts she'd had of him, the lustful fantasies of him all consumed her mind. An Amazon Princess should not be letting a man get to her in such a way.

But it was not a weakness. It was the most amazing feeling she had ever felt.

At the moment she didn't know if she wanted to stay in her hotel room and force herself to go to sleep or take a flight to the night skies to try to clear her mind.

All of a sudden there was a knock at her door. She stared at the door for a moment knowing who it was. She took a deep breath, telling herself to keep her composure and not to give in so quickly and easily to her desire.

She unlocked and slowly opened the door.

"Yes, Clark?"

"We need to talk...if that's okay with you?"

Diana nodded and moved to the side to let him in.

She closed the door slowly.

"I guess we had to get to this point at some point, huh?"

"We can't dance around this any longer, Kal-El."

Diana, I want to first say that if I've made you feel uncomfortable with me or I've done anything wrong, I'm sorry. I mean I know you wouldn't hesitate to kick my ass if I've stepped out of line but-"

Diana giggled softly.

"What is it?"

"Kal, I've never felt uncomfortable with you and you've never done anything wrong or stepped out of line..."

"But?"

"But every time we are near each other...a feeling arises. When we are alone, we give in and can barely stop."

Clark stared into her eyes. They were both searching for answers.

"Clark?"

He sighed. "You're right. When we are alone...it's something we can't stop."

"But we should."

"Should we?"

"I...I don't know."

"Do you want to?"

She paused and stared into his eyes. "...No."

"Things have changed between us, Diana. From the first moment we met, to the first time I kissed you. I can't stop thinking about you. I was thinking about you at the conference and the fact that you were here at the same time and we are here together now..." he stepped closer and took her hand. "It has to mean something."

If this was a declaration of love, Diana honestly didn't expect it, but her heart soared for the moment with it. Deliberately not thinking of the ramifications of her actions, she cupped his face with both hands and kissed him passionately.

Clark flinched, feeling a spark when her lips touched his. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer and deepened the kiss. Diana pushed her tongue against Clark's and allowed their tongues to slowly and silently battle against each other fighting for dominance. As Clark's tongue began to recede from her mouth, he broke their kiss and they both opened their eyes knowing very well that they could have allowed that kiss to have lasted far longer.

Clark caressed her cheek. "We've shared things, we've never shared with anyone else. I trust you, Diana and I hope that you trust me too."

"Of course I do, Kal. I just...taking this step...I don't want to risk losing our friendship."

"We won't. We take this risk together. I want to take this chance with you."

Diana nodded slowly and Clark slanted his mouth over hers again and again. She felt his hands run up her sides, sending shivers in their wake.

Deep in Diana's throat, a moan escaped her, fueling Clark to become more desperate in his kiss. Although this kiss was not the first they had shared, they always felt as if it was the first, always blowing them away on impact, stealing the breath of them and filling them with ecstasy.

Clark lowered his face onto her neck and began to slowly press his searing hot lips against her soft skin. The sensation was amazing with him teasing her body.

Taking him with her, she laid down, ending up with him on top of her. She ran her hands down his back while they kissed each other. When Clark went to end the kiss, Diana's lips chased after his and started the anew.

Diana rolled them over with her body beginning to slowly move, rocking back and forth against Clark's body being lead by Clark's hand that he had placed on her hip.

Clark rolled them back over and finally, he was able to break the kiss. He leaned up and looked down at her.

"I'm more than sure about this but I want to make sure you are."

"I am. I don't want to wait any longer. I give all of me to you and I want all of you."

Wanting to show him she was serious, she took his mouth in another breath stealing kiss. She again let a moan escape from her mouth as Clark's breathing began to become less controlled. Diana slid her hands under Clark's shirt and glided her hands against his smooth rock hard abs, up to his chest.

Clark broke the kiss, taking off his shirt, throwing it aside not caring where it landed. He went back to kissing her and as he kissed her, he ran his hand under her blouse and bra and cupped her breast.

Groaning when he squeezed her breast, Diana's breath caught in her throat when Clark's thumb made circles around her breast, getting smaller and smaller with every rotation. When his thumb finally made contact with her nipple, she arched into him with a moan from deep in her throat.

Her clothes were stifling. She couldn't breath with them on. Breaking the kiss, she sat up and jerked her blouse and bra off, throwing them to the floor. She wrapped her arms around Clark and shudder when she felt his skin on hers. Diana had never imagined that anything could feel this good.

Grabbing him by the jaw, she moved his head to face her again and kissed him. This time their kiss was different, pushing deeper into each other.

Diana's soft fingers played with the short strands of hair teasing the back of his neck as she arched her back, offering herself up to him. This feeling alone was enough to make them want to climax.

Pushing him down, she fumbled with the zipper of his pants. Once Diana undid the snap zipper, Clark got rid his jean and boxers in one movement. Before Diana could admire his body, Clark pushed her down and the rest of her clothes were gone in an instant as well. Diana felt Clark give a shudder of pleasure when she ran her hands down his chest.

Diana quickly took control of the kiss when she thrust her tongue against his. Cupping his face, she kept him there while his hands did things that made her body go crazy.

Clark knew the more he teased her body, the more he pleasured her, the more she would offer up to him. His lips moved up her body, leaving a trail of stinging biting kisses in their wake until he could take her lips with his, claiming her with a sensual kiss. He couldn't get enough of this woman; she was under his skin, consuming every part of him.

He kissed a path from her lips up her jaw bone to her ear, sucking gently on her ear lobe until she was gasping his name. Her nails bit into his shoulder, pulling him closer to her.

He whispered hotly in her ear, his breath teasing her skin, "Di, I need you to say it."

Diana moaned, arching her back, her breasts caressing his naked chest.

"Have me," she answered, her voice raspy with lust.

Diana's warm cerulean blue eyes lost their clarity and had become hazed over with the lust running through her. Her raven hair was tossed around her head, lying against the pale pillow. The moonlight shined against her. Nothing had looked more beautiful.

Clark covered her mouth with his, shoving his tongue greedily into her mouth, claiming her and running his hands up her sides to cup those supple breasts. His hands made a slow path across her body, her thumbs brushed over her sensitive nipples, causing her back to arch and a delighted moan to whisper out from her lips.

He smirked darkly and dipped his head. Diana's fingers tangled in his short hair as his mouth covered her nipple, drawing it into his sinfully talented cavern. He teased her with tongue and teeth and he sucked, licked, nipped, and bit her until she was begging him to sate the hunger that had her nerve ends sizzling. A hand ghosted down her body, cupping her leg behind the knee and drew it up, spreading her sensitive wet folds. Diana moaned and arched her back into the air and called his name. Clark brought her knee up over his shoulder and dipped his head between her legs. She was intoxicating, making him nearly delirious with the need to take her hard and fast, but he refused to rush this.

He wanted to...God, did he want to, but he would hold back his need and his own pleasure until she was begging him for it.

His tongue snaked out and tasted her folds, staying on the outside to deny her that pleasure that would make her crazy. He growled as her taste exploded in his mouth, he swallowed and growled darkly again.

He moaned against her sex, making her shiver as his breath teased the sensitive skin. He dipped his tongue inside the folds of her sex and nearly came against the mattress as her slick wetness hit him harder, making him dizzy with the sensations of it.

She was unlike anything he'd ever had. He spread her slowly, opening her up to his tongue as he swirled his thick muscle around her clit, drawing the hard nub into his mouth, sucking on it.

Clark's tongue teased her opening, making her whole body convulse before he stiffened the muscle and pushed his way inside her body. He moaned against her as she called out his name again, her fists gripping the sheets. He wound his hands under her thighs and placed his hands on her waist, holding her down as he pleasured her with his tongue. Her nails dug into his scalp and she could she pulled onto his hair.

Clark felt her walls closing in around her tongue and her body convulse, shaking underneath him. Diana screamed his name as the orgasm tore through her.

He looked up at her and flashed a darkly dangerous look, he saw her shiver as she reached for him, her hands wrapping around his neck and pulling him up. How could he refuse when her eyes pleaded with him like that? He crawled up the bed, bracing his weight on his hands on either side of her head, looking down at her soft eyes, thick with lust and smiled.

She was so soft, so tempting, so loving when she was alone with him. Clark touched her with tender grace. He never thought he could touch a Goddess like this. She had taken over his mind and soul.

Clark came down on her, gently easing his body on hers and cupped her face in his broad palms. He leaned down and kissed her lips, softly, tenderly, savoring every moment of it. Diana could taste herself on his tongue, and blushed clear to her roots. He pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her, as close as he could physically get her.

She seemed to crawl up under his skin again, pressing her body against his, his manhood, throbbed, needing to get inside of her, brushed against her slick heat causing both of them to moan. He stared down into her eyes, got lost in them, and fell in love all over again.

Need coursed through Diana's body, making her tremble with it. Clark kissed her once more and leaned back, spreading her legs slowly. The cool air kissed her flesh and she moaned. He took hold of his aching length. They stared at each other as he guided it to her opening, pressing the head in slowly. He sank into her heat inch by agonizing inch until as far as he could go.

Diana was so hot, so tight, so wet he felt like he was going to melt inside her, melt and die a happy man. Her soft arms wrapped around his neck and Clark buried his head in the crook of her neck. He inhaled in her sweet scent. Clark's hips started moving, pulling out of her slowly, sinking back in deep into her just as slow, determined to make it last as long as possible.

With his head buried in her neck and his hips working against hers pumping in and out at a slow pace, Clark whispered loving yet erotic, sensual things in her ear. His lips caressed and teased the skin at her neck until it bared his mark of love. He felt her walls convulse around him, pulling his throbbing member in deeper, her moan filled the air as he pulled out agonizingly slow. He ground his hips against hers, and shifted so he was higher up on her body, every thrust; every subtle move of his hips brushed his member against her clit. He reveled in the way she felt around him and she felt like heaven.

Diana's nails dug into Clark's shoulders as he moved deep and full within her, driving her close to the point of ecstasy reaching to drive her over the top. His strong hands heavy on her skin as he touched her, his mouth a sinful tease against her skin, marking her, biting, licking, and sucking. She wanted to beg him to bring her completion but never stop, to throw her over the edge but pull her back. She wanted everything he could give her and more.

Every time he thrust inside of her, his hot hard length brushed over her clit, causing her breath to hitch in her throat. Her pulse throbbed under her skin and her nerve endings were sizzling into a roaring fire.

Clark turned her around, settling her on her knees as he positioned himself behind her. His hands skimming up her sides. He trailed light kisses up her spine, brushing her hair aside as he continued his path up the side of her neck. With a moan, Diana turned her head, capturing Clark's lips. Her hands wandered to her own hips, weaving her fingers together with his. She leant back into him and closed her eyes again as Clark inched deep inside.

Diana whimpered softly, in response to Clark's continued slow pace. He stuck to it as he smoothed his hand down the center of Diana's body. Diana dropped her head back against his shoulder and her back arched away from him as his fingertips worked, pressing softly as they wandered back and forth over achingly sensitive flesh.

Diana leaned forward more, arching her back more taking him in deeper. She bit down on her lower lip, reveling in the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. Her breathing came in slow ragged gasps, a string of drawn out words tumbled from parted lips as every muscle in her body strained. Diana took hold of the sheets, gripping them ever so tightly.

A mumbled groan escaped Clark's throat as he gripped her ass and increased his rhythm. Diana buried her face into the pillow. She felt like her entire being was consumed in the sheer passion. Never in her life would she ever have thought that a man would be capable of giving her something with so much affection. But Clark was no ordinary man and she never wanted anything more than she wanted him. She craved him and breathed him in like the air her lungs so desperately needed.

Diana cried out his name in an erotic scream that had Clark moaning when he hit a nerve deep inside of her. The tight cords of Diana's stomach were tightening, the need to come was explosive but she didn't want it to end, not yet, she wanted to hold onto this moment forever.

Clark turned her back around to face him. His mouth descended on hers as he rolled onto his back, putting her atop of him and kissed her, making her dizzy from the pleasure of it all.

Diana looked down at him with a sultry smile before she threw her head back with a gasp as she slowly took him in again and stared to move her hips. Her hands braced themselves on his thighs, leaning back so her breasts here jutted out before her, rocking and swaying with her movements. Clark felt so good inside of her, so deep and thick. Now that she was on top she took the opportunity to tease him the way he'd been teasing her all night.

Clark groaned kicking his head back against the pillow as Diana rode him with her sexy curvaceous hips, jumping up and down on his throbbing length, pushing both of them closer to the breaking point. She was incredible, grinding against his, her breasts swaying back and forth. Clark couldn't resist touching those perfect globes. His hands ghosted up her thighs, brushing her hips and sides, using the slightest touch possible once he reached his destination. His thumb light as a whisper brushed back and forth over her nipples, drawn hard from the passion of the moment before he pinched them between his fingers and pulled back on them.

That did it; Diana screamed his name and her nails dug into his thighs as her hips rode him fast and hard, taking him deep. She convulsed around him as she came.

Clark pulled her down, swallowing her screams as he kissed her. She collapsed on top of him but Clark wasn't done yet. He held her hips as she breathed heavily atop him. Using his hips he bucked up wildly into her, claiming her body as his.

He rolled, putting her under him again and thrust into her, taking her hard and fast, his pleasure rising higher and higher. She moaned under him, her nails raking down his back, her hips bucking up to meet his every thrust. Clark's fingers gripped her hips with enough force to bruise but the harder he gripped and the harder he thrust the louder she moaned.

There was no sexual boundary either wouldn't cross with each other. They felt everything inside their bodies all form together into one big ball and felt it rage like a storm. Their bodies were now going against their will, moving at a frenzied pace. Clark grabbed her right hand, intertwining fingers, holding on tightly. Diana poured everything into her kiss with Clark when suddenly, she broke the kiss and was repeatedly moaning his name, her tone pleading. She screamed, arching against him, her nails still digging deeper and deeper into his back as he released, coming so deep within her, filling her up.

Diana lay breathless with Clark on top of her, murmuring how much he loved her in her ear, playing with the ends of her hair, damp with sweat. She smiled as he turned his head and kissed the place where he'd bitten her before rolling to the side, pulling her body against his, nuzzling her neck as he brought the blankets up over them.

Diana glanced at the window, the golden rays of the morning light were beginning to spill into the room, giving her the realization they'd been at it all night. She didn't mind though, even knowing how sore her body was going to be in a few hours, how hard it was going to be to stay attentive all day. But as long as she had Clark she knew she'd be alright. Not ready for the real world to intrude, she hugged Clark tightly to her.

"Di," his breath was soft in her ear sending delightful tremors through her body until goose bumps arose on her skin.

"Hmm?" she nestled closer to him, craving the heat of his body.

"I want you to know that I really do love you. I'm in love with you. And when we are together-"

"When we are together it's something beyond magical."

Clark looked down at her with a smile. "Yeah..."

Diana looked up at him smiling back. "I am very much much in love with you too." She traced a heart in the middle of his chest with her finger. "We waited so long."

"Too long...but that doesn't matter anymore. What matters is now." He kissed the top of her head. "What time is your event today?"

"Later in the afternoon, around 2:30 p.m."

"Good, then we can stay like this for a little while longer." He held her in his arms tighter.

"I would like that very much..." Diana nodded as she reached up, kissing him lightly.

It was true. There was no weakness in falling in love, especially not when falling for a man as kind, respectful, and being the ultimate gentleman Clark is.

"Say it once more..."

"Diana, I'll say it a billion times over every day. I love you."

She smiled proudly. "And I love you..." she whispered as she drifted off to sleep.