Let Me Be Yours
Italics - flashback
Friday Afternoon - World Heritage Centre: Paris, France
The United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) is a specialized agency of the United Nations (UN) aimed at promoting world peace and security through international cooperation in education, arts, sciences, and culture.
Ambassador Diana Prince walked out of the building and sighed. She closed her eyes for a moment trying to keep strong and maintain her composure.
Her cellphone began to ring.
"Hi, Kal."
"Hey, Di."
He could hear the exhaustion in her voice.
"Are you okay?"
"Just a very long tiring day as usual. I'm just now leaving the Centre. I'll be on my way home to make sure I have everything for our weekend trip."
"Hey, we don't have to go all the way to Japan. We can go another time. I'll cancel it for now and reschedule for a later date."
"No, Kal. That won't be necessary. You've done so much planning for our weekend and I need this. We both do really. Besides, I picked out a beautiful Kimono I've been anticipating wearing."
"I anticipate seeing you in it."
Diana blushed. "I anticipate seeing you in yours as well."
"I'm finishing up here at the office with this deadline then I'll go to the Tower to check on a few things with Barry and Bruce and be on my way."
"Okay."
"Diana?"
"Yes?"
"I love you."
Diana's heart skipped a bit hearing him say those simple yet oh so powerful words.
"I love you, too, Kal-El."
Hanging up the phone, she couldn't help but smile thinking of this man she'd known for 15 years being her best friend and the love of her life. They've been through hell and back together. The mutual attraction was there instantly upon first meeting though they put their duty first not ready for dating. It was almost like an unspoken mutual agreement of just forging a friendship. The building of that partnership as friends not only strengthens their bond of trust but the romantic feelings they try to maintain to be dormant, evolved to a point they couldn't hold it in any longer. Friendly flirting, gentle touches, hugs, soft kisses here and there. But they never went too far.
However, things started to evolve even more and Clark began to express his feelings even more openly. Flirting became more of courting, gentle touches became more firm, hugs became more intimate embraces, and soft kisses became more of heated passionate make-out sessions.
Diana smiled wider as she flew off thinking back on their first time making love.
After a battle against Ultra-Humanite, the rest of the league went their separate ways home while Clark invited Diana back to his place for a late dinner. Good food, good conversation, good laughs, a good bottle of wine, flirting with sexual tension rising. They enjoyed each other's company and didn't want the night to end. It was way too late for Diana to fly all the way home to London, so Clark offered for Diana to stay the night.
"Stay here, Diana."
"Kal, it's okay," she smiled. "I'll call you when-" she paused when he grabbed her hand.
"Stay. Just for the night. I know you're tired and what kind of man would I be letting you fly all the way home alone? I'll get you something to put on for the night and you can sleep in my bed."
"Kal, I've gone home late before…much later than this. I don't want to take your bed and be a burden."
"Diana…" he pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm not letting you go anywhere."
Diana was a bit taken aback by his persistence. But it was charming. She smiled and kissed his cheek.
"Okay."
After a nice hot shower, and putting on one of his old T-shirts, Diana was settling into Clark's bed. The sheets were so soft and warm.
"Comfy?" Clark asked walking into the room.
"Yes, I am. Thank you. Are you sure this is okay?"
"Yeah, of course! Half the time I'll be laid out on the couch or not needing sleep at all anyway so it's no difference to me." He smiled and walked over to her. "Good night, Di." He placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
"Good night, Kal."
He tucked her in and sat on the edge of the bed caressing her face.
"What is it?" she asked blushing.
He smiled back, shaking his head, then leaned over giving her another soft kiss but this time on her lips. Diana responded and reach up to cup his face.
Clark shifted his weight a little onto her. He broke their kiss to look into her eyes but immediately kissed her again, softly, passionately. He slowly introduced his tongue as she sucked it in snd they explored each other's mouths. They kissed like they were lovers who had been intimately familiar with each other for years.
It felt like an eternity before they pulled back from their kiss. Clark kissed the tip of her nose and stood up.
"Get some sleep, Diana."
How the hell was she supposed to get sleep after that?!
She heard the shower turn on, her heart was beating so fast and her mind was racing.
After a while, she heard the shower turn off. Her mind instantly wandered to picturing him naked with water cascading down his Adonis sculpted body.
Clark walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist going to his dresser drawer.
Diana could no longer pretend and she turned over sitting up to see him. He had his muscular water glistened back turned to her.
She sat up a bit more than eased out of bed.
"Kal?"
He turned to her. "Something wrong, Diana?"
"I can't sleep."
"Why? What's wrong? Are you not comfortable here?" He sighed. "I'm sorry. Maybe this was selfish of me. I'll get dressed then I'll fly with you home."
"No, that's not it." She walked over to him.
"What is it then?"
Diana reached for the hem of the shirt she was wearing and slowly pulled it up over her head. Clark stared at her in awe his eyes softening. Diana saw this amazement every time he looked at her knowing she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. But with her now completely naked in front of him, that amazement amplified. He seemed to get lost in her eyes just as much as she had been in his.
Clark reached out with his free hand and cupped the side of her face. His thumb brushed her lips, and Diana's breath skipped in the back of her throat. She gave an involuntary little gasp, blushed at once, and her breath tickled his skin as it quickened. With agonizing slowness, he traced the edge of her lips with his thumb as they stared at each other in wavering terror and desire. It felt as if the last coal of the fire had taken up residence inside her as she gently closed her lips around the tip of his thumb. He let out a sound that was somewhere between a sigh and a groan. He dragged his fingers down from her lips to under her chin and gently tipped up her face. Her breathing was heavier; she felt as if she had been running in circles. They stared at each other for an interminable minute, their aching breaths audible in the silence.
Finally, she whispered, "If I'm to be in your bed, you will be, too."
Clark groaned with such relief as their bodies crashed together. Diana's soft voluptuous breasts against his hard masculine chest. Her hands tangled in his hair and their tongues tangled in each other's mouths. She could feel him against her thigh and she moaned into his kiss. we hungrily kissed each other, our hands roaming each other's bodies. Her mind was so overloaded with the feeling of his lips crushed against hers, the heat of his breath, and his hands rubbing up and down her back.
Finally, Clark pulled back, reluctantly, breaking the kiss. His lips suddenly felt empty without hers. Their gaze met and time stopped for just a second. They stared at each other for an interminable moment, panting like they had raced one another across the expanse of the park to arrive here. Diana kissed him again, their tongues tangling and untangling with each other, the taste of each other was intoxicating.
Clark pulled away from the kiss and began nibbling down to her neck, eliciting yet another moan. Diana bit her lip, grabbed the back of his neck, and pressed him closer to her. Then, as if their minds were connected, Clark reached under her ass to lift her, and she jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist.
"Kal," she said softly.
He walked over, placed her on the bed, removed his towel, and crawled on top of her.
He bent down to continue kissing her. As they made out, they began to grind against each other, making sure that there was no penetration yet.
Diana's heart was aching. She had wanted him like this for so long and knew if she went to bed with him, she'd fall more and more in love with him. She couldn't believe she was taking this risk. She had long since not only let her guard down for him but gave him her heart. Now, she was giving him her body. He was her best friend and she fell in love with him. This amazing man had been so honest and respectful from the moment they met. He had always shown her how much he cared. She never hesitated with him and showed him the softest side of herself she never would with any other man.
Their limbs became increasingly tangled, leaving grace behind to embrace the desperation of an expression of feelings tried but has epically failed to suppress.
Clark somehow knew her body. He knew where to kiss, bite, lick and caress to get exactly where he wanted to be.
Diana's hands cupped both sides of his chin and lifted his head back upwards. Their lips met again, the kiss this time was more passionate. Diana's heart soared as her tongue mashed up against his. She moaned in his mouth as they kissed, their mutual caressing driving each of them up the wall.
Clark broke their kiss, he whispered in her ear that he wanted her badly making her melt into him. He moved down to her exposed neck and Diana gasped deeply as he began to trace down the path with licks and kisses. Clark savored the taste of her.
"Kal," Diana gasped with a whisper that could barely be heard. Her voice had taken on a husky quality, filled with lust and desire. "Kal." She gasped again, this time more loudly.
He continued down to her chest, enjoying being able to dive his head into her cleavage and ravage it with his mouth. Her fragrance, her taste was overwhelming his senses, driving his lust to new heights. He couldn't get enough of it as he continued to worship her with his tongue. The softness of her skin, the sensual sounds she made with each kiss, lick, or bite. She gasped as he kissed the tops of her breasts, alternating between soft pecks, long lashes of his tongue, and gentle bites on the supple flesh.
He raised a bit, looking down, and admired her once more. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. He took both her hands in his. Diana squeezed his hands.
Diana leaned in close to him and nibbled on his earlobe, the hot mist of her breath sending shivers up Clark's spine.
Clark positioned the tip of his member at her entrance and made eye contact as he slowly pushed inside her. He had so much love in his expression. There were so many words spoken here; without the need for words at all.
A feeling of pure ecstasy washed over them as the muscles of her womanhood squeezed him. He began rocking back and forth, pistoning in and out of her. Their breathing got heavier as the sensation of lovemaking took over. By now Clark was leaning over her, holding himself up by his arms. Looking down, he had a perfect view of Diana.
Her hair was messy and all over the place, some covering her breasts which was working for him. Every time he went deeper, her breasts jiggled in circular motions.
"Kal..."
His name escaped her mouth again and was barely more than a heavy breath in his ear.
She grabbed his neck and pulled his head to hers so she could whisper in his ear. "Don't stop," were the only words that came out of her mouth.
He smirked. "Your wish is my command, though I…already…planned not to…anyway," he grunted and began thrusting into her even harder.
Diana felt the pressure slowly build, telling her that she was about to climax, but she didn't want this sensation to end. Neither did Clark. Diana's warm, tight wetness felt so good and he didn't want to leave. He wanted to make love to her for as long as possible, having her climax again and again, more intense than each time before.
"By the Gods, why did it take us so long to do this?" she said out loud surprising herself and him.
"Did you want this before?" He asked pausing his thrusts and looking up at her.
"I…I've always been curious as to how it would feel," she responded. "When you kissed me, held me, touched me. But those times we were clothed." She laughed softly. "My mind isn't exactly in the most objective place right now."
Clark chuckled. "I get it. But this feels right, doesn't it?"
"Gods, yes!"
Clark didn't say anything. He didn't have to.
He simply smiled and brought his lips to her, re-engaging at the moment. Re-engaging in a way that was somehow even more intense. Everything was so in sync. Though their mouths and tongues were fighting for supremacy, it was as if it was a finely choreographed dance. Though their heartbeats raced, it was as if they were aligned in doing so. ...And whatever he was doing with his fingers felt so damn good.
Delicious and sexy, the lover to each other they have wanted and needed for some time.
Clark was a skilled lover. Tender, possessive. He had a long, slow stroking motion that brought Diana quickly to fulfillment and held her there. Diana ran her fingers through his hair and found herself tensing up all around him.
Their imaginations hadn't done this moment any justice. The sensation was so powerful that Diana cried out every time their bodies slapped together. This only encouraged Clark to thrust harder and faster, and they could feel their bodies react and the tension rising more. Their shared orgasm exploded from within their cores. They gasped in each other's arms as the sensation ebbed; Diana kissed his neck, running her hands up his back and pressing her chest against his. Clark wound one hand into Diana's hair and slipped his tongue back into her mouth for the slowest, deepest kiss of all. His tongue slid against hers again and again as he caressed her breasts, her stomach, her back. It was as though they wanted to hold each other at that moment forever, as though they could stop time and slip into their oblivion.
3450-1 Shuzenji, Izu-shi, Shizuoka: Asaba Ryokan
The ryokan is located on the Katsura river, and cycling and hiking trails start just outside the temple gates. Relax in a hot spring bath after a day in nature—the water at Asaba is especially good, and the outdoor bath under soaring trees is a delightful place to soak.
This traditional Japanese inn is a charmer, with a history dating back more than five centuries. A Buddhist monk named Yakuro Yukitada Asaba came to this site to find a temple. Guarding the entrance to the temple gate was the lodging for the monks—the beginning of Asaba Ryokan. Stretching around a central pond are the temple gardens, through which guests can wander. The rooms at Asaba Ryokan are Japanese style—"tatami" straw mat floors, with a central table and cushions to relax around during the day, and transformed at night with thick futons laid on the "tatami" for a cozy sleep. Views across the pond reveal a traditional stage, where Noh and traditional music are occasionally performed.
Diana landed at the front entrance of the hotel. She was amazed at the historical site before her. She was greeted by a man dressed in a black traditional Japanese yukata kimono.
"Welcome!" He was completely taken aback by Diana's beauty. "ゴージャスな女性(Gorgeous woman)"
Diana smiled. "どうもありがとうございました。ここにいることは喜びです" (Thank you very much. It's a pleasure to be here.)"
He instructed Diana to remove her shoes and replace them with very comfortable slippers. Afterward, she was greeted by a woman dressed in an orange floral traditional yukata kimono.
"Good Evening, Ms. Prince. I am Aneko. I will serve as your Nakai-san."
"Good Evening, Aneko!"
"We have been anticipating your arrival. Mr. Kent has informed us he will be with us soon as well. In the meantime, I shall show you to your room to relax and prepare for dinner. "And Junpei, one of our servicemen will take your bags for you."
"Thank you!"
Diana followed Aneko and Junpei.
"Each room is very unique, especially within the seasons. Here is your room, Madam Prince. Hagi is blessed by new greens, autumn leaves, the gentle breeze on the river, and a beautiful room in the shade of the garden. The in-room onsen bath is also of the open-air variety with a front-row view of the garden."
Diana looked around completely in awe at the scenery as Aneko gave her a tour of their room.
"Ah, Ms. Prince. This is Miku and Amaya Takamoto. They will also serve as your attendants."
"Hello! Ms. Prince. It is an honor," the twins bowed.
"Dinner will be served when you and Mr. Kent are ready."
"Thank you again."
When Diana was left alone, she began to get undressed to relax for a bit in the private bath.
The free-flowing hot spring bath looked inviting as the heat emanating from the water creates steam that hovers above. Diana dipped her toe into the warm water and then the rest of her leg as she slowly submerges into the steamy water. As she fully submerges her body, she closed her eyes, allowing her muscles to relax and rest against the deep wooden bathtub.
8 years ago
"Kal-El!" Diana called frantically entering the infirmary of the WatchTower.
She saw him with bandages wrapped around his head, arms, shoulder, and abdomen.
"I'm alright, Diana," he grinned.
"No, you aren't!"
"Sorry, Clark!" Conner said running in. "You know, Diana is one scary-ass lady when she's pissed."
Clark chuckled and nodded. "No worries, Conner."
"I told you to take Conner and Kara with you!"
"And have them like this, too? I handled it, Di."
"That's my cue to go so you two can have your usual lover's spat make-out session. Bye!"
Diana let out a deep sigh. "You are sometimes so arrogant! No, I wouldn't want any of you badly injured but having backup with you would've been better! You could've even called the Lantern Corp. Instead, Kara found you unconscious floating in space! Conner didn't even want to tell me!"
Kal smirked and moved his arms slowly to wrap them around her waist pulling her close. He kissed her pouty lips softly.
"I'm here. I'm alive. That's all that matters. It doesn't feel as bad as it looks, I promise."
"Kal, I can't lose you. You are my best friend and I worry about you when you do impulsive things like this."
"Ha! Well…maybe I've been hanging around a certain Amazon way too long. Quick to go into battle no matter what anyone says. Hmm?" he teased.
Diana rolled her eyes and bit her lip trying not to smile knowing he was right.
"Come lay with me."
"Kal."
"It's fine. Come on."
Diana smirked. "You decided to use this as an opportunity to get me in a bed with you?"
"Not like that…I mean…" Clark cleared his thought. "Just come here."
Diana eased on the bed with Clark wrapping his arms around her as she laid down with him.
"Cuddling with the most gorgeous woman in the galaxy will help me heal faster."
Diana laughed softly leaning her head against his.
"Diana…" he looked at her with a serious face and a stern tone. "You will never lose me. You are my best friend and you know I love you."
"I love you, too, Kal-El."
She cupped his face and crashed her lips upon his.
Diana stepped out of the tub wrapping a towel around her body. She walked back to the bedroom and when opening the door she gasped being swooped up in the air.
"OH, GODS! KAL!"
He laughed. "Hey, Di!"
"You are so silly!" She slapped his shoulder playfully.
Still grinning, Clark put her down.
"I was too late to get in the bath with you."
Diana blushed. "We have the entire weekend."
"Yeah, finally. Just me and you as it should be."
Clark captured her lips and Diana immediately responded deepening the kiss. She felt him smirk against her lips as he eased her towel off and it dropped to the floor.
Diana broke their kiss and shook her head.
"I know...I know… wait til after dinner. But I still had to get a peek."
Diana laughed. "You are relentless."
"There's that beautiful smile and laugh. With how you sounded on the phone, I was worried. Still am."
Diana shook her head. "That's not a conversation for right now."
"Alright. But after dinner we need to talk, okay? I don't want anything lingering over us." He kissed her forehead.
"Okay."
Clark step back and smirked looking at Diana up and down in all her naked goddess glory.
"Yeah…nothing needs to linger because I want to enjoy this view more than anything."
Diana blushed. "Kal…"
He grinned and pulled her back to him and kissed her once more.
"Be right back. Gonna check out the tub myself."
"You will enjoy it just as I did."
"I would enjoy it more if I'd been on time to join you."
Diana kissed his cheek. "I told you, we have all the time of the weekend."
"Alright…alright."
Diana giggled watching as he left out.
5 years ago - Boston: UN Embassy
Clark Kent walked into the Embassy with a gift box and a proud smile. He was just about to head to the elevator when the receptionist stopped him.
"May I help you, Sir?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm Clark Kent, here for Ms. Prince."
"Oh? Um…Ms. Princess doesn't have any meetings scheduled."
"This is a surprise. It's a very special day for her."
"One second, Mr. Kent."
"Alright…"
"Oh, I see. You are on Ms. Prince's contact list. The very first," she smiled. "She should be in her office."
Clark smiled and nodded. "Thank you!"
Diana was trying to type up a very lengthy email but she kept starting over trying not to sound too antagonistic towards the Governor. However, her frustration was getting the best of her.
KNOCK. KNOCK.
"Delivery for Ms. Prince."
"Come in…set it on the table, please."
Diana was so focused she didn't recognize the disguised voice attempt and she hadn't looked up from her computer screen, so the person placed the gift box right in front of her and blocked the screen. Diana frowned and quickly looked up at the person.
Upon seeing it was Clark, she gasped, "Clark!"'
With a grin, he held his arms out wide. Diana got up quickly and walked from around her desk into his arms. She immediately relaxed and buried her face into his chest.
"What are you doing here?" She asked looking up at him.
"I have a surprise for you and couldn't wait so I brought it here."
Diana looked over at the box. "That's from you?"
"Yep! Open it."
Diana nodded and reached over to get the box.
"Careful, though, it's delicate."
While Diana placed the box gently back down on her desk to open, Clark stood closely behind her with his chest against her back.
Diana smiled as she opened the box feeling him kiss the back of her head.
What was inside was glowing brightly.
"By the Gods!" She gasped carefully taking it out. "Clark, it's beautiful! The flower is glowing?!"
"It's a cutting from one of the plants I have in the fortress. We can call it a galaxy rose. It's properly preserved so that it will never wilt or anything. When it bloomed this was the brightest one of all and it made me think of you."
Diana turned around to face him. She stared deeply into his eyes.
"Kal?"
He smiled and caressed her cheek. "Happy Anniversary, Diana. This was the day we met, exactly 10 years ago. I'm so grateful to have you in my life. My partner, my best friend. My world is far brighter with you."
"Oh, Clark, what am I going to do with you?!" She embraced him.
He chuckled and embraced her back tighter. "I love you, too, Diana."
Clark walked back into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Yeah, that was needed. Now for dinner and we go to the-…Damn."
His jaw dropped seeing Diana in her off shoulders silk plum blossom print kimono with long sleeves and obi belt that showed off her curves.
"Thank you," she blushed and smiled.
"Oh, I got something for you, too. Hold on just a sec."
Clark quickly went over to his bag and took out a semi-medium-sized box.
"It matches perfectly with your kimono."
Diana opened the box to see a beautiful vintage red flower plum blossom hair pin stick with long tassels.
"It's beautiful!"
"Here let me help you. I've watched you pin your hair up plenty of times."
Diana smiled and turned for him to put it in her hair.
"Kal, you are always doing things for me like this."
"I'm supposed to." He smiled again turning her back to face him. "Perfect."
Diana tilted her head. "You are supposed to?"
"I'll explain after dinner."
Clark kissed her forehead and then quickly got dressed in his kimono, featuring a beautiful pattern illustrating the koi fish in rough waters. The koi fish is an important animal in Japanese culture, a symbol of strength, perseverance, and success. This symbolism is explained by the fact that they can swim upstream through rivers and waterfalls.
Diana smiled with scarlet-painted lips as her finger traced his lips. Her eyes met his as her fingers gently stroked and cradled his handsome face.
"I like this on you, Kal."
"It's quite comfy. Wearing this back at home."
Diana giggled. "Please do."
Clark took her hand. "Let's go have dinner."
Asaba serves a country-style kaiseki meal rather than a formal Kyoto kaiseki meal. The ryokan chefs serve eight to ten courses. Fine quality and mouth-watering delicious, and plentiful. Each dish was carefully prepared and served impeccably one after another.
On the former front, one of the dishes was a slightly seared, very rare, Spiny Lobster meat that was covered on top with Lobster Tomalley and Sea Urchin. And the memorable meal ended with three courses of desserts, each extraordinarily creative and amazing: The first was Blancmange, a sweet French dessert that's sort of like Panna Cotta - a category of eggless custard desserts. This was followed by Kuzukiri with Kuromitsu, a Japanese black sugar syrup. Kuzukiri is a transparent noodle made from water and kudzu powder and is a traditional dish that is included in wagashi Japanese sweets. Finally, they offered two flavors of amazing ice cream - a ginger-flavored one and a Sakura cherry ice cream.
"Mr. Kent, Ms. Prince, we hope you are enjoying everything?"
"Yes, we are Miku, Amaya, Thank you."
They bowed and left out of the room.
"This truly is exquisite!" Diana beamed.
Diana was enjoying a hot-pot soup with fresh scabbard fish caught at nearby Suruga bay. The aromatic fish was prepared with a simple bonito and kelp stock.
"Come here, Di."
She frowned and tilted her head confused. "What is it?"
"Just come here."
Diana got up and went over to him. She gasped and giggled as he pulled her down to sit on his lap.
"What are you doing?"
Clark muddled her nose with his own and kissed her softly cradling her in his arms. He picked up his chopsticks with food and put them up to Diana's mouth.
"You spoil me," she said before taking the food into her mouth. "Mmh…so good!"
Clark leaned in and kissed her neck.
"Kal, no, we are in the middle of…" Her whine turned into a moan.
Clark grinned against her neck.
Even when dessert was served, Clark wouldn't let her go. He took the spoon and got the scoop of the ice cream feeding it to her.
Diana smirked. "Mr. Kent, you are getting ideas aren't you?"
"Diana, I always have ideas for us. Speaking of…dinner and this part of the dessert is done so-"
"There's more dessert?" Diana asked.
Clark winked. "We can call it that. But I have somewhere to take you first."
"You want to get to the hot springs now, right?"
Clark laughed. "We will get to that. But right now, it's somewhere very important."
"Oh?"
12 years ago -Vestland county, Norway
Diana sat on the Hornelen Mountain cliff edge, enjoying the breathtaking panoramic view. The mountain sits on the eastern end of the island of Bremangerlandet, along the Frøysjøen strait, in the Nordfjord region of Norway. It's the highest sea cliff in Europe with a spectacular overview of the varied and scenic landscape in FjordKysten - narrow deep fjords, majestic mountains, and small islands far out at sea.
She leaned back on her hands and closed her eyes for a moment.
"Diana?"
Her eyes shot open and she turned looking back at a large figure floating behind her.
"Clark?"
"Uh oh…What did I do for you to call me Clark?" He asked sitting down behind her and wrapping his arms around her.
"That's your name isn't it?"
"Yeah, but with you, I've figured out there are levels."
"Levels of what?"
"I can hear it in the sound of your voice or facial expression. Kal is normal, Kal-El is semi-normal when you are a little serious, Clark is public around civilians or when you are serious or mad at me, and Superman is around the league publicly on a mission."
Diana turned a bit to look at him shocked. "I never thought about it that way. I never knew you would take note of something like that and in detail."
"Well, it means a lot to me when you call me by my birth name, Diana. It's the way you say it. It's something that feels like it's special just between us, especially when we are alone like this."
"But what about Kara, J'onn, or visiting other planets? They know you as Kal-El."
"Kara is my cousin who used to be my babysitter and change my diapers…" he paused for a moment. "I can't believe I said that out loud."
Diana laughed.
"It's the family name with her. J'onn is more formal than any of the others. But you…when I'm with you, I'm just me. No in-between, no secret identity, nothing more, nothing less. Just honesty. That's what I feel when you say my name."
Diana leaned over and kissed his cheek.
"I'm not mad at you, Kal."
He grinned. "See? That's better. Music to my ears."
"I was just trying to finally relax a bit after the whole ordeal with the Legion of Doom."
"You wanted to be alone?"
"I much prefer your company and for you to enjoy this view with me."
"I'm glad I went with my instinct then. Why didn't you tell me, though?"
"I know that you are busy with other things."
"Diana, seriously?"
"What?"
"You think I would ever be too busy for you?"
"Responsibilities and more important priorities come first always, Kal."
"That includes you."
Diana relaxed more against him.
"Even if I do get mad at you sometimes, you will always be my Kal. That will never change."
"Damn, right!"
He kissed her temple and tightened his grip around her.
Koshimoda, Izu-shi, Shizuoka -Koibito Misaki (Lover's Cape)
Koibito Misaki (Lover's Cape) in west Izu is a scenic spot with a view of Mt. Fuji across Suruga Bay. It was renamed to its current romantic title "Lover's Cape" because of the many tourists visiting this place due to folklore that had been told about couples reconfirming their love by ringing the bell. The promenade leading to the cape is surrounded by nature and is ideal for a walk. A wooden walkway led to a clifftop observation deck with sculptures, plus bay & Mount Fuji views.
In the middle of the "boardwalk," the "love call bell" is installed. Ringing it three times and then calling out the name of whoever's significant other; is said will lead the romance to be successful.
"We made it! That was a nice walk," Diana said latching onto Kal's arm tighter.
"I know we couldn't fly up here but wanted us to get the experience. That's what our trip is about."
"Oh, I know. And I wouldn't have wanted this any other way. As much as I enjoy flying, things like this just can't be missed."
Clark smiled. "Ah, there it is!"
"Hmm?"
"The love call bell."
Diana blushed as Clark pulled her over to the bell with him.
"We ring it together."
Diana nodded and grabbed the rope first then Clark placed his hand over hers. They pulled the rope together, ringing it three times, and said each other's names.
Diana looked over at the statue of the couple holding each other is Koibito Misaki's iconic symbol.
"Diana."
"Yes, Kal?"
"I love you."
She smiled and caressed his cheek. "I love you, too."
Clark placed his hand over hers and moved his head slightly to kiss her palm.
"I mean it, Diana," he said a beat more sternly. "I love you."
"Kal, I know-"
"Diana, we've been in each other lives for 15 years and every moment with you has been incredible. Even with our fights and disagreements, I'd rather have those and enjoy us making up than you not being in my life at all. You have been there for me for so many doubtful days, for the lowest of lows and the highest of highs. But I haven't been there as I should've been for you and I want to change that. I'm so sorry."
Diana frowned. "What? Kal, yes you have."
"Have I? Because earlier I heard it in your voice, Diana. You are always trying to handle things on your own. Remember when you told me that I could share my burdens with you? I need you to trust me the same way."
"I do trust you, Kal, more than anyone else I know."
He placed her hand over his heart. "Then Diana, I need you to let me be all the man I know I can be for you. Let me be the man you come home to and let me take away all the worries and stresses. Let me be the man that takes care of you as you should be taken care of and that loves you how you should be loved."
Diana stared into his eyes speechless. Tears started to slowly stream down her face.
"I am yours, Diana. Let me be all of yours."
Diana bit her lip as more tears streamed down her face.
"I've been thinking about us all day. So many precious moments we've had and I cherish every last one of them. I was never looking to fall in love but you literally swooped in that day we met fighting Starro. You have been the man for me, Kal. You've proven that time and time again. When I need you, you are always right there. I don't have to say anything. You just..know."
"And I'm going to always be right where you need me to be."
Clark's hands then traced her cheeks, gently stroking and cradling her face, wiping her tears. His thumb brushed her lips slowly, coming and going, drawing them, making them vibrate with need. His gaze was set firmly on her eyes - intense, full of certitude, powerful, and comforting. Diana sighed, parting her lips and closing her eyes, and falling into his arms, letting him feel the outline of her body. Their love shattered all previous restraints. Nothing else mattered but each other, as reality melted away and the world beyond became a distant, almost forgotten memory.
Opening her eyes, Diana smiled, her arms moving around his neck, linking together behind his head. She pulled herself up a little higher. Clark could feel Diana's breath against his lips.
Ocean blue eyes met piecing cerulean eyes as they inched closer to the other. It all felt so natural. Their eyes closed and their lips touched. With their bodies pressed together, her supple breasts pushed against his chest, Diana pressed her breasts against his chest harder, smiling as he shuddered against her touch.
A wave of love rushed inside her filling her chest and leaving her breathless. Diana closed her eyes again trying to contain the flow of emotions and swallow it back in.
Catching her breath quickly, she felt him pushing his lips against hers, much more demanding. His tongue soon copied the path created by his thumb earlier and traced the lines of her lips. With a final flirtatious lick on both of them, he entered her mouth and brushed her tongue with his. Diana shuddered, feeling her whole body palpating at the same rhythm his tongue was caressing her from the inside. He tightened his hold on her, and she lost herself completely in him.
Diana felt her breath being stolen and her heart skip a beat. She felt Clark squeeze her closer, desiring her shimmering lips against his soft touch. She let out a moaning, whimper of surprise. She trembled in his grasp as a heat grew from the pit of her body and spread throughout her. It was like nothing she had ever felt before as his lips moved against her, gently nibbling on her luscious lips.
Clark's passion knew no limits as their lips continued to meet in a heated battle of passionate dominance, a hard and rough kiss full of lip bites and dancing tongues. His hands held her face steady against his, an act of ardent control while her hands tugged roughly at his hair in a silent command for more—all. It was always this way—a fiery blaze of fervent possession that consumed, leaving no room for escape. It took and gave, warmed yet scorched; a flame growing into a raging inferno. Such was the nature of their very souls.
They parted momentarily, eyes locking, gasping, remaining only centimeters from each other, knowing more would come. Their kiss was always perfect, anytime, every time. Two wisps of the same flame. The fire burned just below the surface, heating skin and gaze alike. Their lips met again, uncontrolled, mercilessly zealous as the flames of their souls heightened, intertwined, a shared consumption never to be extinguished. Clark was sending Diana into a different type of daze the way his lips form to hers, his delicious breath, his expertise.
It was just so hard to focus on anything beyond their lips pressing against one another and the lust that burned within their bodies. It set her on fire, engulfing her in a whole new feeling that possessed her. Her hands combed through his jet-black locks as she let out another moan. It held carnal wanting that she could only express through her hands and lips. Diana's mind was on her lips as she fought against Clark, biting his lower lip with hers before she forced his mouth open. This time he let out a noise, a shuddering groan of joyful surprise. Diana pushed herself against him, harder, thrusting her hips into his as her tongue entered his mouth.
They were both enamored by the taste.
Diana felt her tongue press against his and his hot breath flood into her mouth, making her tremble. Her hips pushed against his body, rubbing against a hard, rough spot that had formed on his lower half.
Perhaps if she wasn't so captivated by his taste, she would have realized the full effect she was having on him, but both were prisoners to desire.
Clark's hands squeezed her plump rear, and he couldn't help but admire how soft, yet firm it was. He let out a moan, a struggling one that was more like a whimper. Diana was in control of the kiss, but he tried to push her tongue back. He tasted Diana, and he struggled not to think about how addicting the taste was, before he pulled his head back, resting his forehead against hers, breathing heavily. His breath fanned her face and mouth. Each time he exhaled, his breaths filled Diana's lungs, bringing her back to life, and giving her time to adjust to reality.
A glistening trail of saliva linked their mouths. Clark follow it with his eyes as he saw Diana's crimson lips. Diana felt her face go a dark shade of scarlet. She was speechless and consumed by a need for him.
"You ready to go back to our room?"
"Yes. But I think we should go to the room with the futon instead of the bed."
Clark quirked his brow then smirked. "Yeah, that's a much better idea."
1 year ago -Fortress of Solitude
Wonder Woman flew in through the enormous doors. She had been to the fortress plenty of times before but every time was like the first. She was completely amazed.
"Hello, Diana. Kal-El has been expecting you. There was an emotional uprise every time he spoke of your name," Kelex said.
"Oh, is that so?" She blushed and giggled. "Where is Kal-El?"
"He can be located in the planetarium with Krypto."
"Thank you."
Diana flew off to the planetarium.
Flying in, she was immediately greeted by Krypto.
"WOOF! WOOF!"
"Why hello, my adorable happy boy!"
"WOOF!"
Krypto happily wagged his large white fluffy tail.
"Alright…alright…. That's enough attention for him."
Diana looked up with a smile. "Don't be jealous, Kal," she teased.
He quirked his brow and floated closer to her. "Jealous? No."
Diana giggled. "You sure?"
"Yeah…yeah…"
Krypto tilted his head looking back and forth at Kal and Diana. He flew behind Kal and pushed him to be closer to Diana.
They both laughed.
"Thanks, buddy," Kal said patting Krypto on the top of his head.
Diana placed her arms around Kal's neck and Kal wrapped his arms around Diana's waist.
"Kelex told me you had an emotional uprise when my name was spoken…?"
"I…" he cleared his throat and then pulled her closer against him.
Diana gasped feeling his…uprise.
"I can't deny it. Thinking about you, now that you're right here with me and I get to hold you like this…yeah."
Diana laughed softly. "Well, I can't deny how amusing it is to get this reaction from you. I very much enjoy it."
"There are no emergency alerts, we can take advantage of the off-time."
"What did you have in mind?"
"Nothing special. We can stay here, go to my place or yours, a movie marathon?"
Diana smiled. "Knowing you, you won't let me watch any of the movies."
Clark smirked and kissed the tip of her nose. "That's the fun of it."
Clark was laying on the futon sitting up on his elbows watching as Diana was slowly untying her belt that held her kimono together. His eyes widened a fraction as he stared at the woman naked before him, taking his breath away and producing a wide grin on his face.
"The way you look at me…" She whispered baring herself to his eyes.
"You're breathtaking, Diana."
Her voluptuous breasts were begging to be caressed.
Her lean stomach leads down to full curvaceous hips, her precious treasure, and below her long creamy shapely legs that had him ready to have them wrapped around his waist as he drove into her.
"Come here, Di," he said sitting up completely.
Diana slowly, seductively walked over to him and kneeled to straddle him.
He grabbed her chin softly. She sank into his deep brown stare, those beautiful eyes, surrounded by his warm olive skin. He brought one hand up to her face and cupped her cheek, her eyes closing at the feel of his hand. She turned her face into his palm, planting a kiss in its center. He drew his other hand up to the back of her head, running his long fingers through her softly layered hair.
"My beautiful Diana," he whispered in the softest tone, taking her lips in a soft kiss.
Diana could feel his breath on her lips for a moment before their lips touched. Her heart fluttered as love-filled it. She slowly closed her eyes responding. It was sweet, taking her to new heights. She moaned against his lips as he gently gripped her head, drinking her in.
Clark growled in his throat, alternately stroking and tugging at Diana's hair, deepening the kiss as he felt her body respond to his lips and hands. He nipped at her full lower lip, then sucked at the tender spot he had created. She tasted so sweet. He escalated the kissing further by licking the length of her lower lip, hearing yet another moan escape from her just before his tongue pressed forward into the velvet warmth of her mouth.
Clark nearly crushed her to his chest, as his hands slid down from her face and hair to her rear, groping, first gently and then more earnestly. Diana sucked on the tip of his tongue, her breathing becoming more erratic as their embrace pressed their bodies together.
Clark ran his hands up and down her arms, lightly scratching her sun-kissed skin, feeling the goosebumps making her shiver against him. It was fun to touch her and feel her react and respond to his caress. He was having a difficult time kissing her while he smiled at her reactions.
"My soft sexy Goddess…" he murmured in her ear as he captured her hands in his own.
He proceeded to slowly explore her neck. He kissed a trail down her neck along the length of one tendon. He held her hands to her sides as he kissed her shoulders, working back up her neck. Diana stiffened when he nuzzled the spot right above where shoulder and neck met.
He chuckled in a husky tone as he whispered into her ear, "There's the spot."
He proceeded to run his closed lips across the sensitive skin under her ears.
Diana gasped aloud when he began to nibble on her neck, her hips involuntarily pivoting against him. She threw her head back as a small shudder of pleasure coursed through her. Only then did Clark latch on and begin to apply pressure.
She spoke hoarsely, "Kal... oooohhhhhh..."
He held her as still as he could while he licked the side of her neck, planting wet kisses along the length.
He groaned between licks and kisses, "I'm not...ever…stopping..."
Diana smirked. "Don't…dare…"
Clark said nothing more as he held her close to his chest, their fingers laced together as he planted his warm full lips on the delicate cords in her neck. Diana made a humming noise that sounded suspiciously like purring. She squirmed in his lap and he tightened his grip on her hands. She could feel her nipples puckering in response to what he was doing to her. That and the idea that he was only giving pleasure and not receiving. It was as though he couldn't concentrate on her if she was touching him. As much as she was enjoying the current stimulation, she couldn't help but think how much better it would feel to have his mouth on her breasts and to feel her hands running along his back, rubbing his bare skin.
Diana's body tightened and shuddered as he continued to make love to her throat. Her begging words became incoherent babble as the impending climax released itself.
She slumped against his body as he freed her hands and hugged her tight, waiting for her body to recover.
She nuzzled her face in his neck, as she slowly caught her breath.
"I just never knew how sensitive my neck was. That it was even possible…until you."
Clark laughed huskily, "We're going to be discovering a lot more things like this together, Diana." He brushed her hair away from her face as he gazed intently at her. "Every little thing that pleases you, I want to know." Clark lifted her face from where she rested on his shoulder to kiss her softly.
She sighed as she raised her hands to idly rub his chest. "I want to please you, too, Kal." She raised her head to look into his eyes as she spoke, "I want you in ways that can't be said out loud." She ground herself rather wantonly against his ever-present stiffness.
Clark smiled shamelessly as he pressed himself more against her, feeling her shudder against his length.
"What pleases me is that you are. You're reactions to my touch, the sounds you make…"
He held her tighter by her waist and Diana hung her arms around his neck and kissed him along the length of his jawline.
Clark maneuvered them around to lay Diana on her back. He grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs open showing off her pink rose. Diana was red as a tomato as Clark stared very intensely down there.
His hands danced lightly on her thighs as he looked into her eyes. An array of emotions flickered through his eyes."
"I am yours, Diana. Always will be."
Happiness filled her when he said that. He laid his body full-length against her as she stroked his legs with her bare calves, trying to reach his bare feet with her toes. He leaned down and kissed the valley between her breasts.
She stroked his neck with her fingers, caressing his back. He arched his back to meet the movements of her small hands. He had almost forgotten how good it felt to be touched. Clark settled his dark glossy head of hair between her breasts, inhaling her scent. He rubbed his hands up and down the smooth skin of her thighs and proceeded to squeeze them gently as he lay kisses, her blissful sighs making him harder by the minute.
Diana massaged Clark's shoulders and arms, cradling his head between her full breasts, feeling his warm breath caressing her skin. She kissed and licked the outer edge of his ear and nibbled on the lobe, feeling him shudder above her as his hands convulsed around her thighs.
He blew warmly at the silky skin between her breasts, as Diana let her nails trace small tight circles on his back, sighing deeply as his lips kissed each patch of skin.
Diana was torn between pulling Clark's face up towards hers to nibble on that lower lip of his, but what he was doing to do was quickly clouding her mind. He cupped both breasts gently in his hands and lifted them slightly, pressing them together firmly. Slowly he lingered over to the left one, breathing hotly onto the skin before pressing his lips to it.
Unhurriedly he traced the outline of her areola wetly, taking care to make it as slick as possible. Clark then exhaled quickly to chill the newly wet skin. Diana clutched at his head as she gasped loudly from the sensation. He watched closely as the nipple darkened, filling with blood and tightening from his attention. He raised his gaze slightly higher to view Diana's head slumped slightly to one side, her lips parted in another gasp of pleasure.
He returned his gaze to his work and kissed the taut nipple warmly and nursed it gently, flicking his tongue at the tip, up and down rapidly. Diana's breath caught in her throat occasionally as she gasped more and more as the wetness of his tongue made her warm skin cool instantly.
She braced her hands against his shoulders, his touch making her sway back and forth. Not wanting to leave the right one feeling neglected, Clark traced light circles around that nipple with his index finger. Sucking more firmly now, he drew his head backward and let the weight of Diana's breast pull itself free of his lips. He returned his lips to her nipple and did it again. Diana's body arched with the sensation of being played with between gravity and Clark's sensuous lips.
As she lay beneath him, she brushed her closed thighs against his front, purring like a kitten as his lips and tongue played on her breasts, making her nipples stiffen to a degree she never thought possible. It was a pleasure almost to the highest point. Her body was aching from his attention.
Once again, his attentions brought her mind into a cloud of pleasure from which there was no escape... everywhere she turned, the cloud, heavy with presence, weighty with pleasure... the cloud rested upon her limbs like a physical essence.
Before turning his interest to the right nipple, he licked the valley between her breasts, softly nibbling on the underside of each breast for a moment, before quickly nursing the right nipple, unable to wait any longer, needing to feel the soft bud harden into a pebble on his tongue as he had done with the left one. Placing one leg between hers, he offered her a place to squirm against. Diana flexed her legs open and embraced Clark's broad thigh between her own, hissing at the sensation of his body heat against her hot center.
Sucking gently on the right nipple, he hummed as his tongue met her flesh, sending vibrations from him through her. Diana's body shuddered as she slid her hands up from Clark's shoulders into his hair, to bring his face up to hers. She ran her tongue along where his lips met one another, tasting him, tasting her skin on his lips.
They both moaned into one another, their tongues sparring sensuously with one another. Clark returned the kiss softly, slipping his arms under and around Diana's waist. He pivoted his body and rolled them both over so that now Diana was on top of his body. He ran his fingers along her bare back and down over her cheeks, running his large hands up and over her round rear again and again.
Diana sucked on his tongue, tracing long thin lines along its length with her own, as she pressed herself firmly against him. Deepening the kiss along with their embrace, cradling his head.
She moaned into his mouth, getting more and more aroused by his strong hands on her rear, caressing her. She nibbled on his lower lip as she rocked against his strong legs, knowing that he could feel her moist heat. She was certain she was leaving a slight trail of proof of what he was doing to her. Diana ran her hands up the sides of Clark's body, against his bare skin, feeling his muscles shift and flex under her hands. His beautiful skin was like velvet, with a small trail of dark coarse hair leading downwards from his navel.
Clark ran his fingers up her bare back and into her hair pulling on it just firmly enough to make her head roll back. Now, with her neck exposed, he ran his teeth along the length of her neck and sucked firmly. She hissed and arched her back, brushing her breasts against his bare chest, feeling skin against skin. She could feel her nipples pebbling from the sensations of his lips on her neck.
Clark took one hand and placed it between them sliding up, to feel her wetness unhampered. Diana gasped and sighed as she felt his hand working its way between them, she leaned towards him to kiss him fervently on those invitingly full lips of his. Clark moaned wantonly when he began to gently rub the soft, nearly bare skin there. Diana's entire body was in sync against his, her pelvis gently rocking against his hand, as his lips rested against her neck, nibbling softly. He removed his lips from her neck momentarily and took his time to suck on his moistened index finger and taste her.
Diana smiled at him as she watched him taste her. She slid her hand down, reaching for him. As rigid as he could be. Skin feeling taut to the touch as if it couldn't get any harder. He inhaled deeply as he felt the touch of her hand along the length of him. His hips slid forward to meet her caress. She grasped him gently first, running her fingers along his rigidness, tracing the shape of the tip with one finger, feeling his blood pulsing, feeling his body heat.
Clark groaned deeply, almost a growl, as he lay back and let her feel his excitement. He reached out and took a firm hold of both breasts in his hands, content to cradle them while she felt his hardness, trying to control his eagerness and slow himself down. Diana made her grip on him tighten slightly. She then loosened it, stroking his length, feeling his skin shift as she ran her small hand over him again and again. Clark gently massaged her breasts, not simply concentrating on the nipples, watching closely as they continued to please him, knowing how sensitive they were to his tongue and his touch.
Diana moaned as she continued to stroke Clark, making him harder still as she rocked her body closer to his, gasping when he caressed the sensitive undersides of her breasts.
"Oh... Kal... I'm so..."
Clark slid his hands around Diana's waist and flipped them over together, with him now on top. She felt his girth stiffening further, as they moved with him atop her. He eased her backward onto the futon. Spreading her legs wide, he hovered over her, casting a dark shadow onto her body.
Bending down, he whispered huskily in her ear, "Round 2 of dessert."
She gasped as her weakening legs were forced to use different muscles from their previous position, looking up at him, begging him to close the gap between them with her eyes.
She hissed a wanton "Gods, yes!" into his ear as she undulated under him, prompting him.
Clark whispered roughly, "I cannot get enough of you."
His fingers glided slowly between her lower lips rubbing them gently as she cried aloud. He smiled to himself as he began kissing down her stomach slowly, down past her navel. She rubbed her legs together around his fingers, trying to attain whatever friction she could, whimpering loudly in delicious frustration. Clark kissed each side of her thighs, careful not to kiss any of the petals of the flower in her center until he was ready. He felt for both her hands and brought them down there with him. His breath was directly centered on her and she could feel it when he inhaled and exhaled. One long lick between them reminded him of the small taste he'd had moments ago.
"Kal…so…good…" Diana's voice cracked with desire and need.
Clark gently separated her outer lips, to see the smaller folds deeper inside, and Diana sighed being open for him, feeling his heated breath on her tender skin.
He pressed his face to her center and surrounded himself with her moisture, making sure he gorged himself on her, snaking his tongue inside her. Clark gently pumped her core with his tongue for all the wetness he could swallow. He hummed as his tongue trailed inside her, sending vibrations all over the inner walls of her womanhood. His hands gently glided up Diana's sides and gently pinched her nipples as he licked deeper.
Diana felt his hot breath and tongue pressing deep into her, she gasped aloud as he hummed against the hot liquid center. He snaked his tongue north and found her pearl and sucked it gently, loving the slickness he had created for it, his tongue sliding over it effortlessly.
Diana arched against his face, pushing her hot moist slit against his tongue, her little pearl of nerves throbbing against the silky wet roughness of his tongue.
He spoke to her womanhood with his tongue and lips, sucking gently, smoothly. With the bud held in place by suction, he moved his head back and forth tugging playfully.
Clark gripped her thighs so he could pull her more against his ruthless tongue, as Diana caressed his head, her other hand came up to her face so she could stifle her loudening gasps.
Clark delved deeper downward sucking gently on the delicate folds of skin. Diana raised her head and looked down to where his handsome face was flanked by her thighs.
Holding her hands firmly, he slid his tongue deep between her thighs and up and around her core.
"Oh Gods," she could feel that tell-tale tingle, his tongue on that tender piece of flesh, as she rocked her hips against his skilled lips and tongue.
Clark sensed her orgasm beginning to crest, so he continued licking at the hot flesh before him, holding her hands and tugging on them gently. She could practically feel her essence bubbling out of her from everything his tongue and lips were doing to her.
With his tongue trailing between her folds, back and forth, she peaked, feeling the edge approaching her faster and faster. His few final kisses and nuzzles pushed her over, her head rocking from side to side, "Oh by the Gods... yes... oh, so good!"
Clark placed his mouth flush against her core, ready for the vibrations of her climax. Her hips bucked against his face, his nose brushing against her tiny nerve bundle as she started to cry, her body stricken with a wave of immense pleasure. He licked at the wetness, smiling.
She squeezed his hands and sobbed out in ecstasy as she tried pulling him up to her. She kissed his lips and licked at them, before plunging her tongue into his hot talented mouth to taste herself, groaning as the final shudders shifted through her body.
She worked for her hands out of his grasp and curled her hands around Clark's head as she stretched her legs wide enough for him to move around, as she caught her breath, her body slowly calming down.
Diana sat up slowly, her limbs still somewhat deliciously lethargic from the climaxes Clark had bestowed on her. She gazed at his eyes and saw his raw desire for her.
Diana straddled his thighs and leaned down to kiss him. Clark sighed as her hand brushed over his velvety tip, and felt a wave of pleasure pass through him.
Diana turned to have her back against his chest. Clark slowly dragged his fingernails up her stomach. He slipped his hands around her, holding her breasts now, pressing her back to his chest.
"Kal…I want to feel you deep inside me."
Clark moaned at the delectable sensation of her skin pressing against his as she read his mind. Diana's body shivered slightly from his fingers dragging along her stomach and breasts.
He growled in her ear, "I'll go as deep as you want me to," he said huskily, his voice dropping a few octaves as he spoke as he playfully and bit her earlobe.
The rumble of it against her chest sent pulses of pleasure down her spine.
They adjusted themselves giving Clark room to place himself behind her properly on his knees, his thighs brushed up against her bottom and the backs of her legs.
Diana reached down between her legs taking hold of his shaft and took the head, running it against her outer lips, sighing as his hands slid along her sides and returned to her breasts. Diana took his length in her hand and swiveled her hips to share and spread the wetness Clark had caused. Diana could feel his heartbeat at the tip of his manhood. She turned her face back towards his, silently asking for a kiss as she slowly began joining their bodies together. Clark leaned forward and pressed his lips to her cheek, slipping his tongue out to tease the corner of Diana's mouth.
Clark draped himself against her, her wetness allowing him to slip past her outer folds with little effort. Diana pushed and pulled herself away from him, just letting the tip of him slide in and out of her hot wetness, slowly stretching her. She could feel his body weight against her, as Clark began to rock against her in earnest, his breath husky in her ear.
Diana moaned deeply in her throat as his shaft caught at the entrance, she was still tight from her first climax. She pivoted her hips, so that she slowly brought him further into her, in an almost side-to-side motion. She continued to slowly dance herself onto his hardness, her womanhood unfolding and stretching with each new inch. She was purring by the time he was completely enveloped within her.
Clark gasped at the sensation of being inside Diana overwhelmed his senses. The softness, the wetness, the tightness, the scent of the two of them in the air, the feeling of hard muscles against soft skin.
Diana pulled away until only half of his shaft was within her, then she sank back onto Clark, both of them exhaling deeply as her back met with his chest. She rocked against him slowly at first, loving the feel of wet muscle against wet muscle, her walls gripping at him as though each of her thrusts onto him might be the last. She reached back with one hand and grasped Clark's thigh, the muscles standing out, sighing loudly as he bounced against her ample bottom.
Diana sheathed and unsheathed him in her velvety heat. Clark moaned deeply each time, as though the pleasure was too much for his body to withstand unless he released the sensation vocally. Diana's body swayed to and fro, Clark's hands sliding down to her waist to keep her from going too far. Clark sighed deeply at the contact of her womanhood to his manhood, every little movement adding to the intense sensations and friction he was feeling.
Clark grunted as his hands caressed her hips, his fingers beginning to tremble.
"Diana…"
"Yes, Kal…please…."
Diana could feel the storm cloud approaching again, the heaviness, the low electrical buzz that was pulsing between her thighs. She could only groan her pleasure.
Clark was on the verge... Diana simply felt too good. He loved the way her body swayed with and against him. Diana pressed back against him, swaying from side to side.
They each slowly began to speed up their movements, her bouncing against him as he thrust himself into her inviting heat. The friction was driving Diana quickly over the edge again. She felt like how a wave must feel... seeing the shoreline in the distance, seeing it approach closer, faster... then impact. The sensation of being airborne for an instant like the sea foam that separates itself from the wave, spattering and splitting into tiny droplets, only to crash back down onto the crest of the wave to become one with it once again.
"Ohhh... By... GODS!... σε αγαπώ τόσο (I love you so much)!" she screamed.
"Yeah... Di... ahhh... I'm with... you!"
Clark felt his chest tighten as his breath caught in his lungs and his groin constricted and expanded as his essence joined hers. Diana's inner muscles coaxed more and more out of him with every contraction.
He draped himself over her back, his arms around her waist as he guided them down to the futon together, her back to his chest, spoon-style. As they basked in the afterglow, Diana could feel Clark's chest rumble as he fought back laughter.
Diana turned slightly to try and see his face, asking, "What is it?"
"It's so damn sexy when you speak in your native Greek."
She giggled. "My tongue gets loose when I'm excited, whether it's because I'm a little angry or turned on."
Clark snuggled into the warmth of her back, speaking softly into the hair on her neck. "You think we were loud enough?"
"Hmmm... I think we maintained."
"Well damn…I need to up it a little more."
"Kal! No!"
He laughed. "I'm kidding, Di. That's only for when we are at the Fortress. You know what else?"
"What's that?"
"Hearing you say I love you in Greek is even sexier."
Diana gasped, not aware of what she'd said during that intense moment of pleasure.
"Diana?"
"Hmmm?" she inquired nonchalantly.
"Are you okay?"
She took a deep breath as she confessed, "Είσαι η αγάπη μου. Είσαι ο άνθρωπος που έχει την καρδιά μου. Όταν κάνεις έρωτα μαζί μου, με πας σε έναν άλλο κόσμο. Ένας κόσμος με τέτοιο πάθος. Δεν θέλω να φύγω ποτέ από αυτόν τον κόσμο. Σ 'αγαπώ τόσο πολύ. (You are my Love. You are the man who has my heart. When you make love to me, you take me to another world. A world with such passion. I never want to leave this world. I love you so much.)"
Clark was silent for a moment. He pulled her around her waist so that she was flat on her back, his ocean blue gaze effectively pinning her down, though his hand resting on her stomach, rubbing it in circles idly with his thumb. He then took her hand interlocking their fingers.
"Αυτό θα είναι πάντα δικό μας. Κι εγω σε αγαπω.(This will always be ours. I love you too.)"
In response, Diana gasped for air as he thrust into her with surety and force. Diana could feel him pulsing through the thickness of her and she was throbbing around him. How encouraging.
"Θέλω να σου δώσω όλα όσα θέλεις.(I want to give you everything you want.)" Clark whispered.
He took her by the hips then and smoothly lifted her body to be pulled further into him as he shifted back to sit upright. Diana's legs draped around his torso as he kept rhythm deep inside of her.
Diana's hips were moving on their own now. Clark was moaning faintly in her ear and she felt his breath quickening like hers was moments ago. Her breathing had deepened as she took control and established a new rhythm. She was singing to him and allowed her raven hair to waterfall over his shoulder. Clark's hands had taken to traveling down her back, nails lightly gliding over the surface of the smooth skin there.
"είμαι δικός σου,(I am yours)" he repeated.
Diana flipped her hair back so that the tips of her locks were bouncing down her back and over his arms to her tailbone as she rode him. Clark started moving in her again of his own accord, matching her rhythm.
He was even deeper now than he was when she'd been laid on the futon and her upper body collapsed into him. Eyes closed, she relished the way that they were moving together. She was fully present.
"K…Ka...Kal-El…" she stuttered.
She could feel her body temperature rising all this time and felt as though she'd reached maximum heat. Both of his hands caressed their way down to either side of her to hold her in her place in his lap as he sped up the tempo of their rhythm. She rode him on top as he took over from the bottom. There were only the raw percussive sounds of their bodies upon contact with one another. The gusts of his breath cooled the spot on her neck behind her ear and the contrast between that and the heat in her muscles started the free fall. Clark held her tensing body in a firm embrace and buried his face into her as she looked towards the ceiling, mouth open, eyes rolling, body exploding around him. Diana let all of her weight fall into his lap so that she could feel every inch of his member at the center of all the chaos that was her orgasming tunnel.
Clark gasped and pulsed in her, hot and milky. Diana shuddered for what seemed like hours in waves of pleasure that washed over her. She could feel herself gripping the warm stiff shaft as each wave hit. She felt so free to be mounted on this man, both of their bodies spasming in a mutual embrace from mutual satisfaction.
Clark continued to slightly thrust, his body feeling erratic and tingling. His breathing was heavy and deep. The two remained locked with one another as his orgasm slowly subsided.
He slowly released his grip on her, letting his arms loosen, but still held her tight. Diana attempted to lean back, but he held her tighter.
"You're not going anywhere," Clark said.
Diana smirked.
The sensation of the heat between them was immense. Her body was lying on top of his, and it felt perfect: the heat, the shape, the softness, and the weight. He simply wanted to lie with her for a while, with his arms wrapped around her. As they continue to lay bare their souls, her lips found his again, still entwined. The lust was gone, but the passion was stronger than ever.
A spark went through Diana as their lips touched. Diana felt Clark's warm tongue moving along the edge of them. The tip was parting her lips, eager to join her tongue. She opened her mouth, allowing him passage and her tongue greeted his with darting and quick strokes. It pressed along the top of his, the tip arching to caress the roof of his mouth. Clark let his tongue dance with Diana's. Clark enveloped it with a warm moist cocoon. They sat there for a while longer, still connected, enjoying the sweet paradise of their lips mingling.
When Diana finally broke their kiss, Clark's tongue darted out again, the tip moving down her chin and curling underneath. He flicked the tip steadily along driving it against her smooth skin. Descending swiftly and steadily a rampant tingling marked the path it had taken. His hands were moving up and down her back the fingertips barely touching, just a fraction of an inch above, compressing the air with a fine soft flutter.
Clark's heart was still hammering and he could feel Diana's pulse throughout her body. After a few deep breaths, Clark raised his hand and start to gently stroke her hair. Reaching down he grabbed the kicked-off duvet and pull it up around them, kissing her lightly on top of the head.
His hand behind his head, Diana's head on his chest. Her leg draped across his body, always so high, all the way up on Clark's abs. As his breathing and heart rate returned to normal, Clark noticed her fingertips trailing across his chest and he couldn't resist taking her hand in his.
Diana looked up at him from his chest with tired eyes. He smiled at her with warmth as he takes her in. Her face, her eyes, her beautiful incredible smile, and it made him come with a constant, quiet force of coming out onto her thigh, and Diana kept smiling at him through the whole thing, happy with herself and with him. She snuggled against him tighter.
The two were silent, both enjoying the feeling of their bodies touching and almost in awe, reminiscing about the fantastic event that had just occurred.
Early the next morning, just at the break of dawn, Diana softly brushed her cheek against Clark's chest.
"モニング、私の美しい女神,(Morning, my beautiful goddess,)" he whispered hoarsely.
"Hmm… 朝、私のハンサムな恋人(Morning, my handsome lover)…" She kissed the middle of his chest. "This felt good…being here, waking up in your arms."
"This is how it always will be, Di." He took her hand and brought it up to his lips kissing her knuckle.
"It's early."
Clark chuckled, "Yeah, it's a good time to go to the private hot springs."
Diana raised with a smile. "Let's go then."
The outdoor natural baths were caressed by pleasant breezes through the bamboo bushes. Private baths were to allow carefree enjoyment of Shuzenji's free-flowing hot spring. The hot spring was so serene, to just gaze into the distance of the bamboo trees.
Clark pulled Diana close to him, her breasts on his chest. They were floating; just their neck and head above water and Diana opened her legs and effortlessly wrap them around Clark's waist.
"This feels so good. It reminds me of the hot springs back home on Themyscira. Such beautiful scenery.
Clark stared at her adoringly. "Yeah…very beautiful scenery."
Diana noticed he was referring to her instead of the forest and garden.
"Kal."
"It's true. And you're glowing even brighter than you already do," he whispered as he gently kissed her lips over and over.
"It's the surrounding light."
"No, it's all you."
Diana blushed and smiled kissing him back tenderly and sweetly cuddling into him closer.
Clark ran one hand up her back to thread his fingers through Diana's long raven hair. They both sighed in the kiss as their lips danced together in graceful harmony.
However, the fire stirred up within Diana drove her to turn up the heat in their kiss. She pushed her tongue against his teeth, wanting an entrance. Clark, not one to deny her this request, opened his mouth for her. Diana's tongue deeply slithered inside his mouth, sliding over his tongue before she traced tiny circles on it. Clark shivered boneless against her, and he swirled his tongue around hers before moving it inside her mouth. Diana moaned in his mouth as they began to kiss harder. Her eyes roll back during the kiss, feeling her tongue wrestling and dancing with his. Clark growled loudly in pleasure and began to rub her sides in desire as Diana ground her hips into his lap in hard, circular motions.
Clark rubbed her thighs, giving them an occasional squeeze while his tongue caressed every inch within her mouth. Diana moaned loud and hard as she hugged herself impossibly closer to Clark, deeply licking inside his mouth. Both felt beyond elated. No one was around to ruin this perfect moment. The heat of the water, mixed with their passion for one another, had driven them to kiss more passionately and heated. Feminine moans, throaty growls, and sighs of pleasure as Clark and Diana kissed.
Before they broke away, Clark trapped her tongue with his teeth and gently sucked on it. Diana moaned in sheer bliss. Both were panting heavily for air after their intense make-out session. Clark and Diana locked eyes and smiled softly and lovingly at each other. Clark softly caressed her cheek, and Diana nuzzled the side of her face into his hand.
"I have your love and you have mine. I could never wish for anything more wonderful than this," Diana cooed and Clark fell in love with his Goddess all over again.
"Di, I promise that I will do my damndest to keep that gorgeous smile on that gorgeous face of yours. I love you. Σε αγαπώ (I love you). 愛してる(I love you)."
"私も愛しているよ(I love you too), όμορφη αγάπη μου(my handsome love)," Diana replied placing a tender, sweet, long, and loving kiss on her man's lips. "Hmmm…I find it very sexy that you tell me you love me in different languages."
"Oh, yeah? Well, I'll be speaking in every language there is in the galaxy from now on."
Diana giggled kissing him fiercely once again.
They both moaned into their kiss, Clark wrapping his arms tighter around Dianas's perfect waist while Diana wrapped hers around his shoulders, before their hands moved to tangle in each other's beautiful, wet manes of hair as their kiss intensified and tongues began to caress each other. The two lovers continued to indulge in their embrace in the water, feeling nothing but pure l bliss and warmth in the hot spring haven.