Conversation of Love
Inspired by Victoria Monet's "Dive"
Friday Afternoon, Washington,D.C. -Robert F. Kennedy Department of Justice Building
Wonder Woman stood with her hands behind her back at Superman's side as he addressed the people of the nation. She couldn't stop staring at him as he talked. Watching as his move as he forms the words, listening carefully to the sounds the consonants make when they tumble off his tongue. His words alive. His voice so powerful and inspirational. He was such a natural leader.
She smiled at him then slightly bit her lip and averted her eyes realizing there was cameras snapping and rolling catching every second of this Press Conference.
"We understand all concerns, fears, and doubts, especially after the massive breakout last week. I reiterate, it's quite a journey for us all to right all injustices. However, the Justice League continues to strive for better and move forward along with all the citizens of the nation. Each and everyone of you keeping the faith and trust in us is immensely appropriated. Thank you."
A loud roar of applause erupted.
Wonder Woman placed her hand gently on his shoulder. He looked back at her with his ever so charming smile that made her weak in the knees.
"Superman? Wonder Woman? Quick picture?" A young photographer asked.
"Sure thing!"
Superman placed his arm around Wonder Woman as they stood proudly and smiled.
"Wow! This is awesome! Thanks!"
Superman and Wonder Woman flew off back to the WatchTower.
"That was amazing, Beloved. You really put smiles on so many people's faces today," Diana said.
"I can't take all the credit when you were just as much part if not a bigger part, especially with the kids. Diana, you don't know much having you by my side means to me. I can't put it all into words but I'm going to show you."
"Hmm…" she grinned. "I'm going to hold you to that, Kal."
He smirked and pulled her to him.
"Kal, what are you doing?"
He looked deep into her bottomless eyes of brilliant blue, a window into a crisp spring morning, a window into a soul so fearless spirited. He took her hand in his and kissed it gently.
"I love you, Diana."
Before she could answer, he captured her lips in a soft yet passionate kiss. Diana's heart raced and exploded with bliss as his lips caressed hers. Every one of her senses heightened.
"I love you, too, Kal," she whispered as they parted slightly.
They leaned their foreheads against each other.
"Could we stay like this for just a moment before we go into the Tower?"
"Of course, Di." He kissed her tiara. "Of course."
He held her tighter in his arms and they melted into each other. Their lips met and they shared a lover's magical kiss for a long time. Neither had any desire to end the embrace.
Knowing each other and building their friendship for over 5 years, becoming closer, they had decided to take their relationship to the next level and been dating for a little over 2 months now.
Their relationship wasn't exactly public, however, of course tabloids have been running stories for years anyway. They are taking their time as Superman and Wonder Woman as well as Clark Kent and Diana Prince. The Reporter and the Ambassador dating is a whole other story for the tabloids as well. Clark and Diana were more amused by the senseless gossip. They were completely focused on their jobs and most importantly each other.
20 minutes later, WatchTower
As they walked into one of the conference rooms, they saw Batman sitting with his usual scowl look, while the others, Flash, Green Lantern, Shazam and Cyborg were occupied with their own thing.
"Supes, my man, you definitely need more of a hype man next time," Shazam said.
"It's not a performance, it was an important speech, Bill. You should pay more attention because at anytime you will have do the same."
"Uh…no. No way. I'll leave that to you."
"Thought so," Superman smirked.
Batman stood up. "You enforced false hope a little too strong."
"I didn't enforce anything false. Everything I said was true."
"You don't understand, Clark. The Justice League already has the likes of Waller waiting for the day we slip up. You just put us all out their like sitting ducks."
"What are you talking about, Bruce?! It's not our fault Arkham had an inmate breakout. But we were all right there when needed! Not everything we do is perfect but we are doing our best. Instead of trying to talk down on me for trying to get the people to trust us, work on the use of Waynetech having better damn security. Or is it better suited for you to enforce fear into everyone?"
"You know damn well-"
"Kal. Bruce. Stop it!" Diana said. "Bickering like children never does any good. Bruce, all you do is hide in the shadows, the bat cave, on top of roofs, or here supposedly monitoring and watching our every move, while Kal and even I handle official dealings as voices for the team. If you want things done in a specific manner, do it yourself. But you don't want to. We all have a job within this team and we should follow that instead of trying to step over each other."
Bruce glared. "Both of you need to understand reality."
"We don't? Maybe it's you that needs to understand that the entire world isn't Gotham," Diana snapped.
Billy snickered. "Woah… we need some popcorn for this."
"Shut up, kid," Hal warned.
"That's what I'm trying to prevent."
"Well Bruce, in order to prevent it, we have to give hope and some god damn positivity instead of making them feel fearful and waking up every morning believing there's a war going in at their doorstep. We know we can't overstep too much, but we have to help guide and stay on the right path. We all want to prevent things that we as individuals have experienced from happening so-"
"So things will be better for the future generations. Don't you want want better for your sons, Bruce? That your burdens do not fall upon them. What about your fiancé? You've done a lot to protect Selina no matter how much trouble she puts herself in or tries to do better just as well."
Bruce narrowed his eyes again. "I get that but it's not that simple. Smiling in front of cameras and being preachy isn't the answer either."
"We know that. We aren't being preachy. We are trying to be motivators. That helps our cause to at least give some kind of hope, Bruce. That's all. The real work is off camera of what we do every damn day. We do our best and strive to do better that's all."
Bruce sighed. "Fine. Whatever you say, Clark. I need to get back to the real work."
"Wow…" Barry frowned. "We all do real work, Bats!"
"Dammit, Bruce!" Clark hit his fist on the table. "Being an asshole doesn't make you right and sure as hell not a way to get us to agree with you!"
"Calm down, Big Blue. He's just trying to get under your skin." Barry patted his shoulder.
"Barry is right." Diana intertwined her fingers with Clark's holding in to his hand tightly. "Kal, let's go."
Diana and Clark left out the conference room.
"Bats, you really need to take it down a notch."
"Don't you have another team to get to Lantern?"
"One without the attitude. Yeah I sure do."
"Wait up, Jordan. I'm leaving with you. Meeting up with Iris."
"Well that's our queue, too, Cy." Billy turned back to Bruce. "You know, Big Blue was right. Just send him an apology card and a thousand dollar check if you won't apologize in person."
Bruce remained silent. Billy then shrugged and walked out with Cyborg.
Wonder Woman's Quarters
Clark sighed taking off his cape and tossed it over the desk chair then sat in the edge of the bed.
"Beloved?" Diana straddled him, throwing her arms around his neck.
Clark wrapped his arms around her waist as she had sunk further into his body.
"Kal, don't let what Bruce said get to you this way. All your hard work will not be in vain."
"All of our hard work, Diana." He paused and sighed. "I know. I know. Just thinking back on the many times I was told to hold back because growing up, no one would understand me having powers. It would be that I was the bad guy. But now, I'm Superman. This symbol I wear on my chest everyday is a reminder of my parents. How they fought to make a difference for Krypton but nobody listened. My father sent me here for a purpose and I found it, Di. You're right. Seeing all those people with relief and happiness gives me my answer that I'm on the right path. Yes, I get angry and annoyed at Bruce being antagonistic but I know I can't let him or anyone else stop me and try to belittle and put what I do down, that goes for being a Reporter."
Diana smiled. "You are the greatest man I've ever known. I'm so proud of you. Superman, Kal-El, Clark Kent…" Diana placed her hand on his chest. "Your parents are so proud of you. And I mean all four of them. When I met Martha she couldn't stop talking about how much of a scholar you were in school. Even when you tried to purposely make a bad grade or always protecting other kids. Jonathan told me how you used to help around the farm, help neighbors, the animals too that would come about keeping them safe and warm in the barn. You were determined to make a difference even then. Kal, that has never left you and never will."
"I'm the luckiest man in the universe. Because of you, Diana," he stated, watching her blush. "I love you." He pecked her lips. "I love you so..so much."
Another quick peck on her lips became an intense make-out session. Kissing her softly, Clark's lips sliding against hers, his tongue delving into her mouth, his eyes closed, taking her in. Her taste, the feel of her. He kissed her deeply, exploring her mouth, tasting her, savoring her, groaning as her tongue met his. He moved his hands slowly up her back, smirking as he felt Diana shiver in his arms.
He descended down bringing his lips to her neck leaving slow kisses against it, his finger tips playing along the exposed skin of her back before they landed on the zipper of her bodysuit. Hearing her whimper, he brought his mouth to her jaw leaving wide kisses on it. He pulled her lips into a searing kiss, before pulling away.
"Beloved, I-"
"Me, too."
Clark just held her close. Diana's heart just filled up with love and affection for this wonderful being of a man. She leaned in again and kissed him on his sweet lips. She could feel how aroused he was getting, and she wanted more. She started grinding her hips on his engorged erection as they devoured each other.
Diana moaned his name as Clark slowly sucked on her bottom lip, before he did the same to her top lip. She could feel him savoring her, tasting her, taking her all in and she had kissed him back with more fervor, doing as he had done, sucking his bottom lip, before doing the same to his top lip.
Clark leaned back on the bed. They had kissed like that for several long minutes, only breaking apart when the need for air became too strong. But they hadn't separated, her body still aligned with his, his arms wrapped around her, his arms splayed on her back, her hands gripping his hair. He had rested his forehead against hers, their breaths once again intermingling.
He maneuvered them both up the bed as he laid her on her back and steadily went to work with his hands and mouth about her body as she tried to reciprocate, but her mind was as ablaze as her core. Diana pressed her hips forward while simultaneously melting into the bed.
Diana gazed up at his face and their eyes smirked at her, he had probably guessed where her mind had gone. He had this sixth sense to know when she was having erotic thoughts.
"Start here first?"
He moved his head closer and nuzzled her neck. He started giving her soft kisses there, driving her crazy. He knew her neck was a sensitive spot and kissing her there turned her instantly on more. She nodded slowly and moved her head to the side, giving him better access.
His mouth travelled to her ear.
"I should've taken you home. More private."
"It's private enough. We just take our time. No rush like a week or so ago," she replied back to him. "Though, that was quite a thrill."
Clark started laughing softly against her neck and pulled back a bit, so he could look at her again.
"I have to make up for that. That wasn't the plan for our first time, you know?"
"Yes, I know. But it was still fun and so very sexy. Running on high yet still very much a gentleman, caring for me. I loved every minute of every hour of it," she grinned then giggled softly.
"Well this time, I want to take my time with you. You deserve to be worshiped being the Goddess you are."
"Oh, Kal! The things you say!"
Diana moved her hands through his hair and pulled him closer, pressing her lips against his. He responded instantly, sucking on her bottom lip and bit it, making her open her mouth. He took the opportunity and slid his tongue against hers. It was like her mouth was the most tastiest thing he's ever, which to him, of course, and he just couldn't get enough. And Diana felt the same way. His kisses set her on fire. She wanted more, much more. Had to have more. She started moaning against his lips as he glided his hands down her sides to her thighs.
But then all a sudden he paused and pulled back.
"Damn," he sighed.
"What is it?" She asked frowning concerned.
"Jimmy's calling. I guess Perry does want to have a meeting before the banquet." He sighed again.
"Oh, well Love, you should get going."
He shook his head. "I was thinking, before we got ready and all you and I could…"
Diana reached up to caress his cheek and smiled. "It's alright. We have all the time after the banquet."
"But we are suppose to go together. I don't want to be running late."
"Darling, it's fine. I know you. You be right on time. I don't mind waiting for you."
Clark smiled and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.
"I promise tonight, will be your night." He leaned down returning to kissing her with a passion.
"I love you, Kal. Now go."
Flashback: 2 weeks ago, Saturday night - Clark Kent's apartment
Clark and Diana sat on the floor leaning their backs against the sofa cuddled wrapped in a large blanket while watching The Descent.
Ever since they started dating a month ago, they took turns staying over each other's place for the weekend. Sleeping in the same bed, however, they had not took that step yet of but Clark had it all planned for tonight to be the night. Neither of them wanting to go for a usual date night, he made dinner, ricotta gnudi with lemon and sage sauce with fried zucchini with cheese and pepper dipping sauce. For dessert he made black forest cannoli parfaits. Diana wanted to watch movies, specifically horrors. After their movie marathon, Clark anticipated the moment he could whisk off to the bedroom with Diana and make love to her.
They had been waiting for the right moment and tonight had to be the night.
As they watched the movie, it was full of jump scares. When Diana gasped and jumped, Clark smiled at her and kissed her temple.
"Did he really have to that?!" Diana gasped again. "No!" She cuddled closer to Clark.
Clark couldn't help but laugh.
Diana turned and glared at him. "It's not funny, Kal!"
"Di, it's just a movie and what happened to the fearless warrior?" He smirked.
Diana reached up and quickly grabbed one of the couch pillow hitting him with it."
"Hey! What was that for?!" He still kept laughed.
Diana pouted. "I said it's not funny. I was genuinely frightened for a moment."
Clark smiled. "Come here, Di." He grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to straddle him. "You know how cute you are when you pout?"
She raised her brow.
Clark bursted out laughing again. "Don't look at me like that. You are…" he started planting kisses all over her face. "Cute…sexy…everything." He captured her lips.
Diana's left hand on his chest and her right on his muscled shoulder, Clark put his hands on her rear and pulled her impossibly closer, so her groin was resting against his. She could feel him getting excited against her. It made her feel a twitch against her center. She kissed him deeper and with their passion ignited, they couldn't stop. Couldn't slow down. They began undressing each other. They hungered for each other. Clark started sucking and licking at her shoulder and moved up her neck again, making her experience every sensation.
He put his warm hands on the underside of her breasts and started massaging there. Her nipples stiff with the massaging of his warm hands. His eyes ran up and down her body, taking everything in. His gaze got her so heated that she shivered. Without any warning he started sucking one of her nipples and pinched the other one. Every one of her nerve endings started to come to life. She felt so, so good. Then he gently bit her nipple and started rolling the other one between his thumb and index finger. The stimulation of both her nipples at the same time was driving her crazy. By the time he changed position and took her other nipple in his mouth, her center was throbbing with need. She was softly moaning again and twined her fingers through his hair, so he knew what he was doing to her.
"Don't… stop," she whispered.
She could feel the blunt head of his manhood at her womanhood. Her thoughts cut off as she felt the tip of his length begin to slide into her. The head slowly moved in and out, just at the sensitive opening of her. The longing to have him all the way inside was burning hotter and hotter. She looked up past his hot naked chest into his twinkling eyes. Her breath was caught in her throat. Her whole body tensed as she held her breath for a moment as he emphasized each point by pushing in a little deeper each time. Her eyes rolled back as she felt him stretching her.
"Oh my gods…" she gasped and bit down on her lip.
"Diana…"
She let go and relaxed as Clark built up speed, little by little, until she almost wanted to scream. She let go as he slid into her faster and faster, deeper and deeper. His hands stroked her legs, her stomach, sides, her breasts, and her arms. His body rubbed against hers and his member was hitting all the right spots inside.
"Yes! Yes!" She threw her head back.
Clark started pounding her hard. She could feel the power of each thrust pushing all the way up from her core to her stomach, making her breasts shake and bounce. His lips found her nipples, sending electric shocks through her body. Diana began to rock her pelvis back and forth as he continued nibbling on her nipples. The strokes she took are short and grinding, her clit is rubbing on his groin and the sensation of him inside her and the firm contact on her clit sends her into a crushing orgasm. Her walls contracting on his hardness was mind blowing. Louder and louder, her moans and screams ripped out from deep inside her, merging with the sounds of their pounding bodies, merging into the pressure that built up in her womanhood as she dug her fingernails into his broad back.
Her toes began to clench, her calves tense, her whole body squeezing with the pressure burst inside of her, flooding her with pleasure, erasing any thoughts from her mind, sending spots across her eyes, as her walls contracted once, twice, a dozen times, pumping jolts of power deep into her stomach, deep into every part of her body.
As Diana's pace begins to falter, Clark's hands grab her ass and he took over again. Lifting her up and pushing her back down. His strong hands had a firm grip on her full bottom and it spurred her on. Diana braced herself on his shoulders as he continue to move quicker and quicker. His powerful arms lifting her again and again, slamming her back down on his member. His rhythm is hurried and she know he's going to release soon.
With every decent onto him, she squeezed herself tight, gripping him. His breath was coming out in strained heavy bursts, his eyes closed tightly as he focused on the sensation of her body on his. With a loud strangled groan he pushed her ass down hard on his lap, burying his length deep inside her. Diana felt his member start to jerk. She marveled at the power of him coming hard and she responded with a gripping orgasm. Diana yelled out as her orgasm and his fed off each other. The more he came, the harder she came. An eternity passes before they come back down.
Clark leaned back more against the couch and Diana leaned forward, laying her head on his shoulder, burying her face in the crook of his neck. They lay like that for a while, their slick bodies cradling each other. Clark stroked her gently and held her close.
"How are you feeling, Diana?"
She lay there silent for a moment longer. She felt like she'd melted like butter. So warm and relaxed...
A moment later she burst out laughing, snuggling deeper into strong arms.
"What is it?"
"I can't believe…"
"What we just did?"
"Yes."
"I planned for it to be different. I mean I wanted to-"
Diana cut him off kissing him. "Again!"
"Someone's eager," he smirked.
"Yes I am," she giggled and kissed him until she finally lowered herself back onto his ample manhood, and sat up with her hands on his gorgeous chest.
She relished the way their naked bodies molded together as he brought her to magnificent orgasm after orgasm as he made love to her.
Flashback End
Diana smiled to herself as she looked at herself in the mirror trying on dresses or the banquet.
"He will say he loves them all anyway but this one is perfect for tonight," she said to herself.
She couldn't stop her heart from fluttering at the thought of him touching her. His hands, lips and tongue all over her skin. Though, there was one thing she wanted him to do…to her. She'd thought about it more than she probably should admit, however, she was unabashedly in love. Was proud to let it be known what she wanted from her Spaceman.
1 hour later: Glendale, California - Royal Palace Banquet Hall
Clark Kent flew down behind a parked car.
As he was walking into the Banquet Hall, he quickly spotted his gorgeous Goddess, Diana speaking with one of the councilwomen.
She glanced over and saw Clark staring at her with his ever so charming smile.
"Well damn…"he said under his breath staring at her dress.
Diana smiled inwardly.
She was wearing a plum purple velvet wrap dress. Sleeveless bodice with adjustable spaghetti straps, a wrap front V neckline with ruched detailing, a square back, and a floor sweeping silhouette with a thigh high front slit. The velvet fabric offering a form hugging fit, showing off all her curves.
"Oh, darn, my husband seems to need my help with his loud laughter. 20 years of marriage you get to know those little distress calls."
Diana laughed softly. "It was nice chatting with you, Mrs. Winters."
"We will have to catch back up again soon, Diana."
As she walked away, Clark started walking towards Diana. He placed his hand on her hip.
"Ms. Prince, you look incredibly beautiful tonight. That dress…I haven't seen it before?"
She smiled biting her lip seductively. "It's new. You like it?"
"Love it. Especially with this detail that stands out." He gave her rear a gently squeeze. "So soft."
"Mr. Kent…you naughty man." She straightened his tie. "Quite dashing."
Clark was wearing a custom charcoal gray suit.
"Can't wait to get you home," Clark said in a low husky tone.
"Mmhhm…alone with you for the rest of the night. Oh, yes, please."
Clark smirked.
For 2 and a half hours, Ambassador Prince and Reporter Kent had their jobs to do, listening to speakers, interviewing and mingling. Although out the time as well stealing seductive glances and flirting from across the room if they weren't near each other.
As Clark was walking up to the Mayor of California he overheard a conversation between him and other officials.
"I say we revamp everything. These kids need more places of guidance," Mayor Remini said to Lieutenant Governor Vincent Bryant.
"But they need somewhere safe as well."
"You're saying we need to put in more money for buildings that will be torn apart? I need some concrete investments."
"You know? Fine. Let's settle this now."
One of the investors, Matthew Sowells, spotted Clark.
"Looks like a fine young man to give some perspective."
"He's a reporter," another investor, Jacob Rowser said.
"I see it as a win win. If he runs with this. Spin it as an exclusive to get some…voters support." Matthew nudged the Governor.
Governor Murray Andrews raised his brow. "Let's see what he has to say."
Matthew nodded slightly and walked over to Clark.
"Hello, young Sir, Governor Andrews and my fellow investor colleague would like a word with you."
"Oh…um…ok." Clark was taken aback.
Matthew smiled and patted him on his shoulder.
"So what's your name?"
"Clark Kent."
"And you're a reporter for?"
"The Daily Planet."
"Oh! Perry White? My old buddy from way back when! This is fantastic!"
Diana noticed the exchanged. She eased her way closer to hear the conversation.
"This is Clark Kent. Daily Planet Reporter. Very prestige. So I'm sure we will get the perspective we are looking for."
"So Clark Kent, we were discussing some opportunities for a few community changes. First, with the recreational buildings."
"However, we need the reassurance of our investment."
Clark adjusted his glasses. "You mean reassurance of social classes, Sir?"
Matthew cleared his throat.
"He's a smart one," Andrews laughed.
"The main priority should be the betterment of the environment for children. There are far too many underdeveloped communities around with people who want better but getting there has be so difficult. It doesn't matter how much money it takes. If it's that worrisome, it can be recouped with better, easier job opportunities. The people get money, they'll go and support businesses."
Diana smiled proudly listening to Clark. It's the way he so laid back but when it's time, he takes charge. She loved the way he talked. She loved his intellect. Such power in voice with that subtle demand of attention. The way his lips moved and how he would slightly lick his lips.
Diana crosses her legs as her mind was drifting. She smiled to herself then walked over to him.
"Gentlemen?"
"Ah, Ambassador Prince. You look lovely," Lieutenant Governor Bryant said.
Mayor Remini and Sowells were completely awestrucked with their jaws dropped.
Diana smiled. "Thank you." She then latched on to Clark's arm. "Maybe I have a moment with Mr. Kent?"
"Oh…" They all nodded slightly.
Diana pulled Clark to walk with her to a slightly secluded corner.
"Di? What's wrong?"
She smiled and placed an arm around his neck. "Nothing. Nothing at all, Love. I'm leaving now to pick up something then I'll be going to the WonderDome."
"Do I need to go with you? Are you sure everything is okay?"
"What I'm picking up is for us when we are alone. Just meet me at the Dome when you are done here."
"Diana?"
She reached up to kiss the corner of his mouth letting her lips linger for a moment.
"Mmm… I can't wait to have you all to myself. I have a request as well I want you to fulfil."
"Anything for you."
She smiled seductively and kissed him again before walking away to leave. Clark watched her. Mesmerized by her voluptuous ass. He smirked and walked back.
"Diana Prince is a very fine young woman. Your quite the lucky fellow, Clark."
He smiled proudly. "She is an incredibly wonderful woman and yes, I am. She is one of the reasons why I stand by my word. To follow her work as well of events such as this, meeting with children and families, while I use my sources as a reporter to get not just my words but their words too."
Meanwhile…
Diana flew to her London Condominium.
She walked in through the balcony.
"Ready for your big night, Diana?"
She gasped and quickly turned on the light. "Eros?! What are you doing here?"
Eros was sitting on her counter eating an apple.
"Well I wanted to check up on my favorite cousin."
Diana raised her brow suspicious. "What do you want?"
Eros smiled and jumped off the counter.
"I've been watching you and your Kryptonian lover."
"Eros, please," Diana sighed and rolled her eyes.
"No, no… it's nothing bad, Diana. It's quite pleasing. He is a rare one."
"What do you mean?"
"Of all my centuries of dealing with so many fragile mortal hearts, you and the Kryptonian have the purist, strongest hearts of all. It can be quite lovely or quite dangerous. But from what I've seen…it's a beautiful melody. Do you really love him, Diana?"
"Of course I love him. You know that."
Eros smiled. "Congratulations, Cousin. Have fun."
Eros disappeared.
Diana smiled though a bit confused. Maybe if there was any lingering doubt in her subconscious, Eros confirmed there was no need for any of it. From the moment she met Kal, she knew he was different. Not because of his powers but because of his kindness, honor and respect. He treated her as an equal from the start. He listened and understood her. He has supported her, stood by her side through tough times in heroic battles and civilian work. It has always been so easy for her to open up to him. To show her vulnerability without it feeling as a weakness. He makes her feel safe. He makes her happy in a way she never knew she could be.
"Do you love him?" Repeated in her mind.
"I don't just love him, Eros. I'm very much in love with him."
Diana packed a small bag and locked her balcony flying off to the WonderDome.
"Tonight…I will be even more open to him." She blushed at the thoughts running through her mind.
Back with Clark…
"That was a very insightful discussion, Clark. I know Perry is quite proud," Matthew said patting his shoulder.
"You might have a chance as a senator or governor yourself, Kent."
Clark slightly laughed. "I don't think so, Sir. I enjoy my job as a journalist. I speak through my writing and to me for now, that's more than enough."
Andrews smiled, nodding and shook Clark's hand. "Keep up that confidence, Kent."
20 minutes later….
Clark was flying to Boston to the Wonder Dome.
He then got a call from Bruce.
"Yeah, Bruce."
"Clark. You're in route to Diana's place?"
"Yeah, I am. I didn't hear an alert so what's going on?"
"About earlier…"
"It was nothing, Bruce. Don't worry about it."
"I'm taking what you said in consideration. I still think we all should be cautious with what we say and how we handle things. Myself included."
"Wow… self awareness and somewhat of an apology. I'll take that."
"Don't be a smart ass, Clark."
"Listen Bruce, seriously. I don't expect us to agree on everything but you are still like a brother to me. That will never change. We are apart of a phenomenal team to just figure out the right things to do for better. Getting there not only do we fight the bad guys but we'll fight each other. That's what family does. I wouldn't want it any other way.
"I didn't expect that little speech from you. All you had to do was say okay."
"Ha! Well it's the truth. But I need a favor."
"You're already pushing."
"I need this weekend with Diana. Keep things covered for us."
"I see. Will do."
"Thanks."
When Clark hung up he realized he was in Boston. But he didn't see the WonderDome scanning the area near the Embassy nor could hear Diana heartbeat near by.
"Hm?"
He focused drowning out every other sound and then…
"Kal-El…"
"Diana?"
"Beloved, I know you can hear me. I'm sure by now you've made it to Boston. I decided to move the WonderDome somewhere we've never been before. Come find me, Beloved."
Clark smirked and shook his head, flying off to find his woman.
"Kal… I've been having so many thoughts about us racing through my mind. I know your wondering why I moved the dome. I'll explain when you get to me."
He raised his brow concentrating on her voice.
"East Africa?" he said to himself. "Di, what are you planning?"
"I'll tell you a little story, Darling. While I was picking up a few things for tonight, I had a visitor. Eros. He told me what we have is like a beautiful melody. I like the thought of that. I want to make lovely music with you tonight and every night, Kal-El."
He flew faster. The sound of her voice was so god damn alluring.
"Seychelles."
He saw the WonderDome right above the island of Praslin, one of the largest islands in this African archipelago and said to might have been the site of the Garden of Eden. The sapphire blue waters, lush greenery, and breathtaking rock formations have attracted plenty of lovebirds.
He flew inside.
He looked around in awe. He has been in the WonderDome plenty of times before, but every time it amazes him.
"Diana?"
"Hello, Beloved."
He looked up to see Diana floating above him. He was completely in awe seeing her in a sexy red wine long see through lace open sheer Mesh Kimono. A low-cut, V neck design, mid-calf length and bust lace tie up front.
Smiling, he met her half way up and grabbed her by her waist. Diana kissed him softly.
"You are a true Goddess, Diana. Breathtaking."
"Thank you, Love."
"Is there a particular reason you picked here?"
Diana smiled and took his hand. She lead him to one of the balconies looking out into the ocean.
Clark stood behind her.
"You see how calm and tranquil it is? The water is so clear. The air so fresh. The scenery is so romantic. It's so surreal. This is how it feels being with you." Diana turned to face him. "Eros asked me, do I love you. I said yes, of course. But his question was meant for a deeper answer of why. Yes, I love you and I am very much in love with you. You are the greatest man I know, Kal. I trust you more than anyone I've ever known. The way you hold me, the way you talk to me, the way you make me laugh and smile. It's so much of everything. I just never thought I'd feel this way. I never want it to go away."
"Diana…" he caressed her cheek. "That's all that matters to me is that you are happy. I want to do all that I can to keep you happy. Everything you need and want I will provide. I love you so much, Diana." He captured her lips in a soft kiss. "By the way, what was that request of yours? My goddess's wish is my command," he smirked.
Diana giggled. "Bedroom."
Clark was yet again amazed the the enormous bedroom has a dose of sensuality with chocolate brown walls, dim lighting and shades of honey. Layer the sweet nectar hue in silks, velvets and satins for a bewitching boudoir.
Diana smiled seductively floating backwards towards the bed. She slowly laid down and pushed herself up to the mound of pillows. Sitting up on her elbows she gave Clark a seductive smile.
"Clothes off, Kal."
He smiled loosening his tie. He took off his jacket and started to unbutton his shirt.
Diana bit her lip watching him.
The man was truly a God in his own right. Those soulful ocean blue eyes, chiseled jaw, massive broad shoulders, well defined toned muscles, rock solid abs, and that well endowed gift she finds herself staring and thinking of unadulterated thoughts that made her blush fiercely surprised by her own thoughts.
She gave him a come hither look and he immediately crawling on top of the bed, towering her. Her fingers gripped his shoulders, her eyes bat. With her legs wrapped around his hips, her hands traveled over his shoulders, down his back and her nose kissed his. She cupped his face with both hands. Clark smiled and leaned down capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Diana's core flooded with arousal from his kiss.
Clark kissed down her jaw and her neck. Diana's breath hitched. Tilting her head to the side, his fingers trace the line of her neck sending a shiver through her. His lips leave a trail of goosebumps as they travel over her jaw, down her neck and over her collar bone. His tongue flicked out and tastes the hollow of her throat. Her head rolls back giving him unhindered access.
Clark untied her robe at the bust. It fell off her shoulders, down her arms, and she let it fall onto the bed under her. Her hands ran over the peaks, then pushed them together for him to see. Sure enough, Clark stared, wordless, as if he broke in the middle of it. He reached to cup her breasts. Fingers splayed, he squeezed them. Diana laughed.
She could see the desire in his eyes, passion and lust, and she liked that. His lips moved to her breasts as she caressed his head. He licked her already erect nipple, with just the tip of his tongue. Diana gasped with pleasure. He began to trace circles around her nipples with his tongue. His breath hits her nipples but nothing else. Diana felt him switch from nipple to nipple. They get harder and harder. Clark licked his lips and gently kiss the other nipple before he sucked it into his mouth. Diana's back arched with the force of the pleasure running through her. Clark chuckled under his breath and Diana could feel the vibration through her whole body.
So soft, so warm, so full of life, he thought, as he continued for long indulgent minutes to bury his face in the abundant flesh of her breasts...they were perfection. Going back and forth, suckling each, while his fingers dug deep into the fleshy mounds...D-cup ecstasy. Diana's breathing became more rapid and her chest is rising and falling under his mouth.
Diana made little purring noises as he moved his lips up between her superb breasts. Her head tilted back and he gently kiss her throat. Clark continued to move up until his face was close to hers, pressing his lips into hers. They flowed against hers, his heat sending little electric shocks through her mind.
"Mmhmm…Beloved, do you know how much I enjoyed hearing you speak today?"
Clark looked up at her curiously.
"So powerful with so much expression and inspirational to calming. The way you articulate your words is so sexy." Diana cupped his face again and ran her thumbs gently across his lips. "I want you to talk to me like that in a different way. I want you to have a very very long conversation with me…" She gave his shoulders a gentle push down. "…Down there."
Clark smiled and nodded. "Beautiful, I'm going to be talking to you all night."
He slowly snakes his way down her chest, using the tip of his tongue to trace his way down her heavenly body. He stops at her belly button, flicking his tongue in and out. Reaching the top of her thong, her legs parted more for him as his hands moved over her thighs. Diana sighed, then raised her hips. Grasping the sides of her thong, he pulled them down and off slowly from her long sexy legs. He put his hands on the insides of her thighs and pushed her legs even farther apart.
He put his head between her legs and went straight to work, kissing her inner thighs and watched her shudder before dampening her with the scope of his kiss. He licked the entire length of her nether lips and Diana whimpered when he hit her clit. It felt absolutely amazing. After a few passes with his tongue, he went for a deeper taste of her. He tilted his head up to see if she was watching him and of course she was. He gave her his most charming smile.
He wrapped his arms around her legs and got back to work. He was unbelievable. She moaned with delight at the sensation, and needed his mouth on her pearl. Her hands are directing his head, trying desperately to push him down to that lovely spot.
He finally gave her what she was craving. He moved his way down to the promise land, inhaling deeply at the scent of her arousal. The fiery scent of her desire filled his lungs as he inhaled teasing all why firmly holding her in place.
Her womanhood was already drenched, ready to be taken, ready to be ravaged. He planted small sucking kisses around the perimeter of her clit, sending sparks of electricity into her as he grazed her engorged pleasure palace. He worked his way closer, closer, and as she thinks her clit will be under his spell, he pulled back a bit and breathes a warm moist breath on her clit. She moaned with insatiable desire, and he seemed to be toying with her. It was a paradox to her; she loved the tease, the buildup, but at the same time she would love to be simply ravaged and brought to orgasm. It took every ounce of his own self control not to dive into her divine honey pot.
As he firmly moved his tongue over her slit, she grabbed a fistful of his hair and ground his face harder against her burning passion.
When his lips touched her labia, she moaned. "Oh, gods!"
Clark's hand moved up her body and start to knead her breasts as his lips and tongue teased her labia and the surrounding area. As his tongue drew between her labia, her hips rose to him and her hands pulled him in a little harder. Diana's hips began moving as if they had a mind of their own. His lips and tongue explored the swollen folds between her legs.
His tongue parted her lips and open her up. She heard a satisfied groan as he ran his tongue softly over her clit, starting a slow and gentle rhythm. She was already wet before they started, but by now she knew she must be drenched. The nerves on fire send waves through her as she cried out. His tongue was inside her, tasting her nectar and she simply existed. She arched into his mouth as he continued the erotic assault on her wet core, tasting every inch of her.
As his tongue began moving along the side of her swollen clit, her sighed became continuous and her grip on his head tightened. Clark could sense that she was getting close and sucked her clit into his mouth, teasing it with his soft, wet tongue.
Diana laid there, eyes closed, back arched, legs spread wide, her hands now on her own breasts, squeezing and pinching and rubbing. The firm pressure of Clark's hand holding her down, his warm breath blowing over the most sensitive part of her body.
The sight of him between her legs would surely send her over the edge again and this slow torture is so delicious.
Gods, the sensations were so overwhelming as he firmly licked and sucked, engorging her more and more. Like a magician, beckons more blood to her erogenous zone, he wants her sensations to be as intense as they possibly can. Time seemed to be in slow motion for her, she was on fire as his mouth and tongue made contact on her most sensitive spot. She arched her back in absolute approval, and tried to speak, but all that comes out are sounds of delight. She thrusts her hips into his face, burying him there. He kissed and sucked, flicking his tongue exactly on the spots she was loving. Her wetness builds by the second, and the sounds of him consuming every drop only adds to her excitement.
He started to move his tongue faster and Diana involuntarily tugged at his hair, eliciting a small grunt from him. He moved his tongue to her opening, then darted his tongue in and out a few times, making her moan. At her moan she felt him tense, and he started lapping at her greedily.
Before she knew what was happening, she was yelling out and pulling his face farther into her center as she had the most intense orgasm that she had ever experienced. While Diana was still shuttering from the aftershocks, Clark drank her desire like a cat lapping up milk and for him it is. That and more. Deeper his tongue snaked. Claiming her sex as its own domain; its own territory. Digging deeper he start to push into her tight womanhood.
"Gods!" Diana cried out and screamed, one hand digging into the bed and the other into his hair as though desperate to cling to something as he enter her with his tongue.
He knew he could not stop with just tasting her. He caressed her flesh with a finger as his tongue flicked at her clit. He eased the pressure up, penetrating her.
"YESSSSSSS!"
Her orgasm started to build again. Her legs trembling and Clark's chin wet with her sticky juices, he ventured on, piping his tongue as deeply into the folds of her lower flesh as he could get but this time never leaving her little bud for long. Indescribable was the taste—sweet and thick like a candied exotic fruit manufactured just for him.
Diana cried out a jittery, "Ooooohhhhhhh!"
Her face contorted as she wrinkled her forehead and bit her lower lip. Clark sucked her clit between his lips hard. By that point, she was nearly catatonic, her eyes glazed, her face flushed and her entire body just trembling, somehow dived deeper into the bed surrounded by pillows as she whimpered and moaned and sometimes growled through yet another climax.
"Oh by the Gods! Gods! Yes! Yes! Oh, Love...Oooooooooooooooooo! Yes! Ohhhhhhhh, yes! Yeeeeeesssss!"
Her outer lips were thickly swollen and clearly soaked as her womanhood continued visibly pulsing even as he finally pulled away. He smiled at his handiwork licking his lips. Diana's entire body jerked and she let out a short little scream of pleasure, as she felt his tongue back on her clit. Diana unconsciously pressed her mound upwards, grinding it into his face.
Clark sensed that she was on the edge of another powerful orgasm. As her breathing becomes more ragged and she began to tremble, his fingers are lightly playing at her slit, teasingly he barely dip a finger in her core. As his lips reach her right hip he applied a bit more pressure to the top of her slit, moving his fingers in a circular motion. Her hips come off the bed forcing more contact with his fingers. Diana felt him slide his long fingers deep inside her, the quick penetration is smooth, she was so wet the friction is almost non existent. He massaged her g-spot as he continued to lap at her clit. He pumped them into her again and again, she felt him all along her tight walls. The pressure was amazing. Her hips trying to buck off the bed to match the rhythm of his hand, but he was still holding her down.
As he ravished her clit with his mouth and slid two fingers into her, he delighted in the taste, the smell, and how her body consumes pleasure. It is a beautiful symphony of sexual bliss.
As Diana started whimpering, begging him for more. She couldn't hold him down any longer, the pleasure rocketed her hips up but his hungry lips and tongue never lose contact. His fingers pump in and out of her fast, his mouth on her a mess of licking and sucking. The sounds are a feast to the ears. Her body couldn't be stilled, grinding her core on his face again, desperate for all the more contact she could get. Clark never lost his rhythm, never broke away, he just rode every buck and wave her uncontrollable pleasure can throw at him.
His fingers firmly circled inside of her and the tip of her clit is in between his teeth. She was getting closer and closer again until she couldn't take anymore and exploded in his awaiting mouth. She unleashed another tsunami of pleasure that was inside of her and it spilled onto him. Her womanhood clamped down on his fingers, locking them there, and her contractions fill her and ripple throughout her body. Diana screamed and clamped his head between her thighs, thrusting against him. His face was covered with her hot candied juices. Diana was rigid and fully under the spell of her climax, she couldn't hear anything, see anything, and all of her senses are directed at the pleasure he was gifting to her. Her body rode the waves of delight, refusing to come off its crest. She shouted moans of approval as the orgasms work their way to the tips of her toes and bounce back to her core. Bliss was an understatement. She was mind blown by this oral love making.
His touch was now light as a feather but it produced a deep moan from her. Diana looked down and see him staring up at her, his warm excited eyes watching her body spasm with every move of his mouth. She could see her juices glistening on his face, he's lapping it up. The sight of him between her thighs was too much. Her hips jet off the bed so hard she was surprised he could maintain contact, but he does, the steady even pressure of his tongue never waivers and he rode her orgasm out for minutes. Clark felt her walls grasping and releasing on his fingers, over and over again. He finally eased back just a bit, when he felt the last gripping tug of her. He slowly slipped his fingers out and bring them to his mouth to taste what she'd left on him. The sight made her weak.
As her orgasm subsided, Clark went back down to lick her, sucking her labia into his mouth, lapping up her nectar that tasted sweeter than honey. He was relentless and would not let her rest just yet. She moaned loudly as her back arched and she came. One orgasm follows another and Diana came again and again, until she laid completely flat... limp, spent, and totally satisfied. Her moans excited him even more as he watched her.
Clark eased off his assault on her and let her recover but continued moving his tongue over her sensitive and soaked center. Diana felt him laugh, but she was too busy with the small aftershocks of her orgasm to question him. She began laughing as well and pushed his head back. She don't want to move. She was completely spent, exhausted. Her legs still trembling.
As Diana came down from that incredible orgasm, he crawl up the bed over top of her, blanketing her with his body. He smiled that sexy charming smile and Diana smiled back dredging him with a hungry kiss. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue. She moaned at the flavor of herself on his mouth.
He smirked and picked her legs up and put them on his shoulders.
"Oh, Clark…"
With perfect precision, he slid his rock-hard manhood inch by inch inside her. They both moaned as he did. Diana closed her eyes and arched her back. He knew he was torturing me with his slow, deliberate strokes. They were agonizingly wonderful as he drove her crazy with every move. Piercing her, Diana cried out as his head drove slowly into her. He lowered his body onto her supporting his weight, making her legs go higher and back more, sinking deeper into her as he kissed her. Their lips locking lovingly. Tongues massaging each other.
Gently, Clark drew his hips back. Diana's tender, sensitive walls feeling his movements. Again, he pushed forward with his hips. Diana broke their kiss letting out a gasp.
"Oh, gods! Yesss."
Diana cupped his face and pulled his mouth back down to hers and kissed him deeply as he started thrusting into her again, intoxicated by the taste of her juices still in his mouth. Clark smiled at her as she playfully licked his nose, then went back to exploring his mouth. Their kiss mirrored the activity of their bodies as they found a rhythm and began to go a little faster. His thrusts were firm but gentle, and Diana relaxed, enjoying the extra fullness of his huge member.
"Ah, Beloved!"
"Diana."
Clark moved her legs down to wrap around him as got harder and harder with his strokes eliciting moans and screams out of her. Diana wrapped her arms around him digging her nails into his back.
Clark felt her body shake violently beneath him. Wave after wave of pleasure running through her. The spasms between Diana's legs exciting her further. Clark's hips take on more forceful, more aggressive movements as they join together in pleasure.
Faster and faster their love making moves. Legs entwined. Clark brought a hand to her breast. Cupping it. Caressing the nipple. Diana's own hands clawing more at his back as a second orgasm ripped through her.
"Ohhhhhhhhh…"
Her cries of pleasure fill the room along with the aroma of their love.
Clark felt his own impending orgasm build as Diana had her umpteenth orgasm. Now it was his time to be noisy. Clark grunt with each thrust. His hands holding her legs as he lift her up to get impossibly deeper, making her yelp and scream.
"Clark!"
Gone the gentle lover, he was now something different more primal. More aggressive. His movements in her become harder, faster more animalistic. He slapped against her. His hips grinding against her with each thrust. His eyes closed but then hers were too. He was close and he felt her own growing pleasure again as they move towards climax.
"Ohhhhhhh! Gods!" she cried, as her legs encircled him, and her pelvis rocked wildly.
He gave her orgasm after orgasm until a few more strokes, they finally came together on the final one. Their joint orgasm ripping through them. Clark grunting with each ejaculation. Diana clung to him, holding him tightly. Their bodies coated in moisture from their activities.
Clark kissed her neck up to her ear and whispered, "I love you."
They kiss deeply basking in the feeling and sensations they have just shared.
"I love you," Diana whispered back.
He slowly pulled out of her, and they soaked the sheets with their essences as Diana curled up in his arms and they snuggled together under the blankets. The warm, post-sex afterglow radiated between them. They laid there together for several minutes.
"Kal," she whispered again, smiling up at him.
He kissed her forehead and smiled back at her. "Yes, Diana?"
They stared at each other and couldn't stop smiling until their breathing finally slowed down and they were able to catch their breath.
He pulled her on top of him, and she was pleased to find out that he was ready again. Diana's hand moved up and stroked his cheek as they looked into each other's eyes.
"That was..."
"Wonderful," he finished for her as he kissed her.
Diana teased him as they kissed, rubbing herself on him.
"I love our conversation. Talking back you…and how deep we can get."
"We can talk for hours, Di, you know. We have so much more to talk about."
Diana giggled. "Well, Mr. Kent… keep talking to me."
For a long time they kissed, slowly gently, their uncontrolled lust now sated, taking their time with each other, sharing the love that they had for each other.