Only The Best For You
Set on Kingdom Come Earth-22, 7 months after the Epilogue.
Aspen, Colorado: Castle Creek Valley House
A contemporary lodging in the mountains of Aspen. The 8,302-square-foot home offers five bedrooms and five baths situated on six acres. Nearly the entire dwelling is wrapped in floor-to-ceiling Hope steel windows affording every room extensive valley views. What isn't made of glazing is clad in rustic stone giving the exterior a lodge-like look. The interior is dressed in modern finishes that include dark wood floors, shiny black tile floors and counters, bright white walls, and sleek fixtures. Although there's no shortage of panoramas from the inside, large stone terraces and decks surround the exterior to provide unobstructed vistas of the mountains and Castle Creek river.
When Diana Kent first told her husband, Clark Kent, she was pregnant with their first child, they decided, while still preferring to live in seclusion, to find a more comforting and warmer home that would be perfect for them to lay new roots and expand their family.
Clark stared down at his home from the skies. He couldn't help but smile to himself as he looked through the large window to see his wife asleep on the sofa with student essays scattered all over the coffee table. He wanted nothing more than to hold her right now, to stroke her stomach, to hold her against him, kiss her lips, her breasts, her everything.
He closed his eyes for a moment to keep the feeling of happiness at bay that threatened to bring tears to his eyes. Then, he flew down and quietly opened the front door. Closing the door, he levitated to the living room.
Krypto, their Kryptonian hound raised his head up a bit from laying down in his big corner bedding but was too lazy to get up and give a proper greeting. He just yawned and laid his head back down.
Clark chuckled lowly. "Yeah…miss you too, bud," he said sarcastically under his breath.
He then gazed down at the sleeping Goddess before him. She was so beautiful asleep. Looking at her face, watching her breathe, widening her lips in another soft, soft sigh. The love he felt for her closed around his heart in a feeling that was almost painful.
Diana laid on her side, curled up in a fetal position with her large maternity pillow, her head to the side, one hand curled palm up near her forehead, fingers treaded through her silky raven hair with a touch of silver streaks. Her other hand rested outside the blanket, delicately placed on her rounded stomach. Clark felt an almost desperate urge to go down on his knees in front of her and caress her womb, her precious, loving and beloved body that was carrying their child and he did just that.
He eased to sit down in front of her on the edge of the coffee table. Slowly, he reached to lightly caress her cheek, his thumb brushing across her lips, moving her hair out of her face, before tangling with her hand to rest on her bump where their child grew. He smiled proudly again, listening to his wife's and child's heartbeats. He could spend hours listening to the beautiful symphony.
God, he loved Diana. He loved everything about her. They've known and grown together for over 20 years. Members of the Justice League, forging a special bond not only as partners within the team but more importantly outside as well. Their feelings and the tension between them was obvious but they mutually decided to remain friends.
They tried to live their separate lives outside of heroics due to the decision to try to lean more professional. But somehow, it was always something pulling and keeping them close. From time to time, they couldn't help themselves giving in to those unresolved feelings sharing gentle touches, embraces and kisses.
Diana had potential suitors but it never lasted passed a date or two. She had given up the idea of a long term love life that would eventually lead to marriage and children a little while after joining the Justice League. She focused more on her work as Wonder Woman and Themyscira Ambassador. Though, at times her mind did drift of "what if" or "what could've been" when she thought about Clark. He was the man she trusted the most, her best friend, and could vividly see a life she thought would be impossible.
Clark settled into the idea of trying to have an as normal as possible life like his adoptive parents, being farmers in small town Smallville, though, he as a reporter in big city Metropolis. He got married and things seemed very well set in place for the everyday regular man Clark Kent but deep down he knew he was just trying to escape his own truth. Reality struck him more often than not and the simple life he thought he could have was something he could not obtain for long.
Deep down he longed for more but held himself back believing that to be the safest and right thing for him as Superman do to with everyone around him. It was a noble heroic selfless gesture but chipped away from himself. He too had those idle thoughts of "what if" or "what could've been" thinking about Diana. She understood him more than anyone else and he could be so open to her. But he held her to a higher standard feeling that she deserved more than a farmboy… more than even Superman.
As the years went by, things seemed to become more difficult both as heroes and as civilians to the breaking point of massive tragedy. Almost everyone they knew and loved as well as thousands of civilians they had vowed to protect lost their lives. Diana was stripped away of her royalties, and seen as a failure in her home land's eyes. The world turned their backs on Superman and Clark retreated to the Fortress of Solitude to live in seclusion.
But through all the pain, heartache, doubtfulness and tragedy, Clark and Diana found a bit of solace in each other. They both regretted not taken a chance all those years ago but was grateful of the relationship they have built together being even stronger than ever now.
Even with their disagreements from time to time, the way they argued so passionately with each other, their love still shined strong right through. Clark loved the way she laughed. Her devotion to everything she does and believes in. Her beautiful soul. It was, after all, that beautiful soul of hers that drew him in from the very beginning. Full of nothing but acceptance and happiness as he and the others formed the Justice League.
Leaning down he placed a soft kiss to the corner of her lips, smiling when he felt her respond to his feather light touch.
"Hi, my Sun," she whispered, beautiful cerulean eyes fluttering open to gaze up at him. A sleepy smile graced her lips as she pressed them to his, following his lips when he pulled up. "Clark," she whined, falling back down on to the sofa in a huff when he only continued to smirk at her.
"Hey…Beautiful."
Diana reached up to cup his cheek. Clark turned his face slightly to kiss her palm.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yes, I was just resting. Our child was quite as active as I was today."
As Diana was trying to sit up, Clark quickly helped her with one hand at the small of her back for support, the other taking her hand to gently pull her, while Diana supported the round swelling of her stomach with her other hand. Clark then moved to sit next to her on the sofa. As if on cue the inhabitant of her womb stretched and curled around inside of her. It was a feeling that made Diana laugh and gasp at the same time.
"Hey, Kid. It's your dad. You've been giving your mom a tough time?" He asked bending down to kiss her stomach then placed his ear close.
Diana jumped slightly and gasped again.
Clark looked up at her worried. "You okay? What happened?"
"I'm fine. Our child has very strong kicks already. It just surprises me is all."
"But you aren't in any pain, right?"
"No, no, not at all," she smiled reassuringly. "I love the feeling of it all regardless of the mild pain or tiredness from time to time. It's worth it."
Clark held on to her hand tightly. There was this part of his heart that always mirrored this happy amazement in her eyes, this overwhelming incredulity that here was someone who was willing to spend the rest of her life with him. Someone, who knew all his heart and all his soul. He was amazed at how positively she was handling all these changes.
He leaned over and kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose then captured her lips in a soft kiss. Diana immediately deepened the kiss. A deep throaty moan escaped her as Clark's tongue invaded her mouth, breathing his love and devotion into her for the growing child within her.
"I missed you," Diana hummed.
"I missed you too, Butterfly," he said as her heated body pressed closer to his.
Diana gave him a bright smile pulling him closer and hugged him. As they were molding their bodies together, careful of her stomach, Clark pulled Diana to sit on his lap.
"I'm glad you're home," Diana spoke, voice a soft murmur within the quiet room. "I wish I could've been with you at the UN press conference. You're enjoying the high skies while I have limitations." She shot him a tired glare.
Clark gave a soft chuckle, smirking at his wife, hand reaching to cradle her stomach. "I know you don't like it. Just being cautious." The sympathy in his voice was visible on his face.
Diana laughed softly at the pride that shown within his eye. "You're already wrapped around the baby's tiny finger."
"Just like I am with you." Clark kissed her forehead.
"Are you hungry, Dear?"
"I can get something once I get you upstairs and-"
"I already made dinner."
Clark looked at her surprised. "Di, you didn't have to."
"I wanted to. Besides, I have certain cravings and when you aren't home, I need to be able to make it myself."
"I'll just go to the Fortress and get Kelex or-"
Diana shook her head and shushed him with a kiss. "No need. I want to do things on my own."
She slowly stood up and held out her hand for him to take. Clark stood up taking her hand. Diana hummed happily taking him to the kitchen.
"Sit, Dear," Diana told him.
"Di, I can-"
"Sit."
Clark sat at the dinning table watching Diana. He noticed she was levitating a few inches off the floor.
"It was even easier and convenient with being able to fly around a little bit."
"So what were you up to all day?" he asked.
"I spoke with Barda and Mother, went out for a little exercise with Krypto, worked on a few new presentations, cooked, and graded a few essays before falling asleep."
"Wow…yeah, you really had a busy day. But I don't want you to overwork yourself."
"I know and I won't. Believe me, our little one lets me know when I need to take a rest." Diana levitated over to him with his plate. "Here you go."
Clark looked down at the plate stunned and his mouth instantly watering. Roasted duck with raspberry sauce, mashed potatoes and steamed broccolini.
"Smells incredible, Di." He wasted no time digging in.
Diana beamed with pride watching her husband devour the food.
"Wait…?" Clark paused and quirked his brow. "I don't remember getting any duck. Where did it come from?"
Diana grinned. "Our own backyard, Dear."
Clark looked at her surprised. "Di, you didn't…?"
"I did," she said in a matter of factly.
"That's what your outing of exercise was?"
"Yes! And it was quite thrilling!"
"Diana, going duck hunting 7 months pregnant is not ideal."
Diana raised her brow. "Why not? I'm fine, the baby is fine. The air was nice, and there were no other hunters around."
"But you went without me."
"Krypto was with me. But Clark, you know you don't have to watch over me with every move I make. I appreciate how caring you are but I am still very much capable of doing things. I am an Amazon. Many of my sisters have done much more while pregnant. We were safe."
Clark stared at her for a moment then bursted out laughing and shook his head. "You never cease to amaze me." He reached for her bringing her closer and planted kisses all over her stomach. "I know I can't stop you from doing things you want to do. I just want to protect you and I always will no matter what."
"And I love you for that, Kal." Diana cupped his face and leaned to give him a soft peck. "Finish your dinner. The little one and I will be having a fruit bowl topped with chocolate syrup and whipped cream."
Clark smiled watching her float away. Dressed in a burgandy red sleeveless adjustable straps maternity gown that accentuated her round breasts, her ripening stomach and ankle strap corded thong sandals, she was absolutely, ridiculously, breathtakingly gorgeous – even more so in her pregnant state and glowing as always. He loved how pregnancy looked on her. He loved seeing his beautiful wife's curves change during those first months of pregnancy. Her breasts becoming fuller than they already were, her hips wider, and her stomach slowly growing. He smiled wider at her, adoration filling every crease in his smile.
After enjoying dinner and night cap, Clark quickly washed his plate and Diana's bowl then made his way back to her. He took her hand and entwined their fingers.
"So how about a bath and massage?" He asked with a sly smirk. He could not quite conceal a note of breathless anticipation.
Diana bit her lip with her eyes shining brightly with happiness – and something darker. Desire.
"Yes," she whispered and reached out for his head, gently twirling the loose curl in front of his face with her finger. "That sounds very nice and very much needed."
Clark drew a deep breath. Still holding hands, he and Diana floated upstairs to their master bedroom bathroom.
Once in their bathroom, Diana stood still and watched as Clark turned the knobs of the enormous bathtub on and tested the water. The bath was big enough for a small family to swim in, but it slowly began filling.
A moment later, Clark poured one of Diana's favorite soaps into the flow of hot water. Just like magic, bubbles appeared and the smell of warm vanilla sugar permeated the air. She also watched as he lit several candles placing them around the room to provide a delicate aroma and much dimmer softer lighting.
Diana felt a slight blush burn her cheeks as he smiled lightly. Clark knelt down, his warm fingers loosening her straps and sliding her sandals off. He stood up in front of her, his eyes never leaving hers. Without a word, his fingers were at the edge of her dress straps and he gently pulled them over her shoulders letting his fingers graze her skin until she was free of it. Diana let the dress slide down and drop to the floor, pooling at her feet.
There was something intensely erotic standing and having him strip her clothing, it immediately pushed Diana's desires to the forefront of her mind, heat building exponentially between her thighs.
Diana looked down, her hand rubbing over her stomach instinctively.
Clark then rubbed his hand across her naked stomach, stroking her round stomach until he felt that tiny fluttering movement from deep within. Diana opened her mouth to him, beckoning him to kiss her.
He complied.
Her lips were like hot silk to his touch. Her hand tightened the hold on his. He could barely suppress a gasp. His desire flared up again sharply as he felt straining against the confinement of his pants. To feel her so close, to smell the warm fragrance of her skin…
Pulling away from their kiss, Diana watched as Clark got down to his knees in front of her as he began to remove her panties, pulling them down, very slowly, allowing his fingers to linger against her thighs. When Diana stepped out of them. His warm fingers rubbing the indent the elastic had left in her soft skin just below her stomach.
His warm touch was dancing along her skin and his hands were rubbing places that were definitely meant to be rubbed.
Diana's heart picked up two gears, he of course noticed and Diana felt like she had melted in front of him, because he kept looking up to meet her eyes, an eyebrow raised. Heat seered Diana's cheeks as his charming smile dazzled her. The smile stretched across his lips into a brilliant smug gleam, and Diana suddenly felt the need for an icy cold shower.
Never had Clark seen such beauty or such grace as Diana, standing in front of him in all her naked, pregnant beauty. He thought his heart would burst with love at her sight and with happiness at the feel of her.
"I can't keep my eyes off of you," he said, tenderly.
Diana licked her lips as she watched his gaze fall from hers to her breasts, he leaned in and placed a soft open mouthed kiss between them. His hands sliding up her waist to cup her breasts, brushing his thumb pad across her already very sensitive nipples. Pure sensation shot through her body, arrowing down to focus between her thighs. Diana felt the sensitive peaks, stiffen even more and react to his touch.
Like gasoline to a naked flame.
Diana was breathing heavily now as heat flowed through her veins, her face and neck felt hot as he rolled her nipples between his thumb and finger, watching how she reacted to his touch. His eyes were so soft and warm.
Diana loved it when her husband touched her. Memories of their times together over the years especially at the WatchTower came flooding back over her as his hands slid up her legs, tracing a path up her inner thigh, teasing the tenderised skin, knowing smugly that it tickled her in the most delicious way.
Diana gasped as he brushed his hand against her womanhood.
"Clark," she moaned in between her ragged breathing.
Diana slowly moved her leg a little, spreading them further apart and allowing him access as he began an intimate exploration of her. Sliding his finger deep within her, she let her eye lids close and allowed herself to slip carelessly into the initial throes of sensual ecstasy. Letting him take her close to the tips of heaven, she felt his warm tongue slide over her nipple, his teeth nipping at it causing her to tremble against him.
The soft sounds escaping her mouth were incomprehensible, her lips parted and slightly swollen, a result of her lack of self control.
Clark's thumb brushed very lightly over her sensitized bundle of nerves, and Diana gasped, her eyes lids flying open in shock and pure passion as she reached for him, needing desperately to touch him, to know that he was real.
"Gently, Hon," he whispered as Diana braced her hands on his shoulders, her legs feeling weak as he took her to the heights of ecstasy over and over again.
His possession of her body was clear, as she shuddered against his hands, knowing that he was the only thing holding her up from collapsing in a heap. Her legs were trembling, the orgasms over powering every cell within her and every inch of her body was tingling. A hot flush had enveloped her, and his touch became a tantalizing and refreshing exploration. She didn't just see fireworks, she felt like she was a firework. Bursting with pleasure.
Diana tried to calm her breathing, which seemed pointless as she noticed beneath Clark's dark gaze that his heated passion was only barely restrained. Diana looked at him carefully and watched as a look of satisfaction swept over his handsome features and he smiled again.
"Time for you to have your bath."
Clark lifted her and placed her gently into the comforting hot water. As soon as she was seated, buoyed by the water, a low moan of pleasure escaped her. Then Clark grabbed one of her hair bands, pulling all her hair up into the messy bun she liked.
Diana was sprawled out in the hot bubbly water, despite the sheer amount of water and the size of the bath, her stomach wasn't quite covered. It seemed to stick out like a mountain top between the clouds of bubbles. She sighed deeply as she felt the hot water penetrate her muscles and let her eyes close again for just a moment as the hot water caused her such tingly bliss.
Once opening her eyes again, she saw Clark sitting in the edge of the tub watching her.
"Thank you, Dear, but you won't be joining me?" Diana asked with a slight pouty expression.
"Heh… of course." He leaned over and kissed her forehead before standing up.
Clark quickly shedded his clothes. Diana bit her lip surveying her handsome husband with such a godly toned physique. She was in awe of him every time just as when she first met him.
Clark carefully lowered himself down into the tub behind her. Diana sighed lovingly leaning back against him.
"Better?" Clark asked kissing her shoulder.
"Oh, much!"
Clark's body was delighted with the arrangement, his manhood straining against Diana's back with ferocious desire. For a moment he had to close his eyes to keep control of his body.
"Kal…" Diana whispered in a soft seductive tone tilting her head back to look at him.
Clark smirked and kissed her. A soft, deep kiss. A peaceful kiss of two hearts joined, of two souls in tune with each other's song.
Clark reached his wet hand up to trace her beloved face with his fingertips, her cheekbone, her jaw and chin. He trailed his fingers down her throat and between the valley of her breasts.
"I don't think I can even begin to count the ways that I love you," he blurted out. "I can try. It'll take me a very long while, I mean so long, we will have great-great-great grandkids and I still won't be done."
Diana laughed softly at that, the warmth in her cerulean eyes a mirror for the fire that burnt in his own ocean gaze.
"I take that as a yes," he murmured, as he kissed the tip of her nose. "I'll do it then."
"You are relentless, Kal-El."
"I'm a man who has to give his wife every bit of love and care she deserves and more," he went on, his voice low and soothing.
This is all he wanted to do. He wanted to engulf her with his smile. He wanted to bathe her in the warmth and the depth of his love and devotion.
He reached for the towel that rested on a tray at the edge of the tub. He soaked the towel with water and then gently, ever so gently touched his wife's rounded stomach.
"My back..."
"Just be careful sitting up."
Clark gently rubbed over Diana's back in rhythmic circles. Diana couldn't help the moan in her throat and her eyes closing as she enjoyed the massaging sensation, her skin responded brazenly to his touch. She felt the hot water wash down her back, the soap falling away.
Diana leaned back again against Clark's body, seeking the shelter of his arms. Her moan more a kittenish purr now as he nipped at the nape of her neck, the playful pain of his teeth on the sensitive skin sent an erotic jolt through her body. Diana writhed against him as he held her to him, his hands roaming across her ever expanding stomach.
She blinked slowly, suddenly exhausted, Clark's face was close to hers again, and he half smiled as she moved even closer to him. Clark closed the gap between their lips, the kiss was soft and teasing. Diana felt as though she could have slid down under the water like jelly had it not been for the huge buoyancy of her stomach and the sheer weight.
"Should I heat the water some more?" he brushed a stray hair from her forehead his face still close to hers.
"A little," she nodded.
Clark nodded slightly. "Just relax. I got you."
Diana, leaned her head back on his chest and closed her eyes. Using his heat vision, Clark warmed up the water a bit. He then started humming "Can't Help Falling In Love" by Elvis as he gently rubbed Diana stomach.
Slowly, in sensuous, languid movements, Clark circled her fruitful stomach. He tenderly began tracing patterns onto it applying some more pressure here and there and inwardly smiled as he felt Diana relaxing even more under his touch. Soon enough his touches weren't purely focused on her stomach anymore and his fingers started wandering across her sides. Little by little, he lowered his caresses.
With a low gasp, Diana greeted the touch of his hand between her thighs and spread her legs for him. Tenderly he moved the towel where she urged him to.
He inclined his head to kiss her neck. His heart was pounding like a drum. The tension of desire was sharp like a sword's edge.
Diana's pregnant stomach heaved in a joyful undulation. Clark's legs curled around hers in a passionate shudder, the sweetest release.
He held her close against the expanse of his chest in the aftermath of shared pleasure.
Diana was relaxed, released, and completely safe in the arms of her husband and lover. Weightless, buoyed by the warm vanilla water and the strength of his love, she drifted to sleep for a moment.
After about 20 minutes, Clark's soft voice stirred Diana.
"Time for us to get out now."
Diana opened her eyes shifting in the still hot water for the first time in a while.
Clark eased out grabbing a towel and wrapped it around his waist while Diana waited for his strong loving arms to hoist her out of the water.
When Clark helped her out of the tub, he towel dried her off very gently. Her skin was stained red from the hot water and Diana felt as though she would be emitting steam. Once she was dry, Clark wrapped her up in a cocoon of a white fluffy robe that brushed the floor of the bathroom it was so long, but it was instantly warm from Clark's heat vision.
Floating out of the bathroom, Diana sat on their king sized bed. Clark adjusted the pillows for her to lean back against. He sat on the edge of the bed, cupped her face in his hands and placed a soft drawn out kiss on her lips, smiling at her as it took her a little longer than normal to open her eyes again.
"I'll go get you some tea then the massage will resume," he said softly.
Diana smiled and nodded. "I'm really enjoying these thorough massage sessions."
"I'm glad. You deserve the very best of everything and more, Diana. Especially after…" Clark paused and smiled.
Diana titled her head curious. "Especially after what?"
Clark shook his head slightly standing up. "Nothing."
As he was about to walk away, Diana grabbed his hand.
"Clark?"
He turned back to her with a reassuring smile. "It's nothing." He leaned down to kiss her forehead. "I'll be right back."
Diana was hesitant to let his hand go. She could see it in his eyes but she didn't want to press too much ruining their comfortable peaceful night.
Diana nodded slightly slowly letting his hand go. "Hurry back, Dear."
She watched him as he walked away. A man that has endured so much even before they met. He lost his home world and his adoptive world turned on him. He had always been an honorable man. Gifted with such tremendous power, yet never took it for granted nor swayed to corruption. He wanted nothing more than to protect this world and for it not to be led down the destructive path Krypton had succumbed to. Yet, after all the fighting and sacrifices over the years, this world unfortunately did titter on the edge of that brink completely.
Regardless of how things seem to be slowly getting back somewhat to how they once were in regards to trusting relationships between superheroes and civilians, it would never ever be the same.
Of course it wasn't easy to just forget about what they went through and they never wanted to forget. The heartbreak still loomed from time to time. How they missed their friends dearly. Though, they could not dwell too much on the past any longer. They could only think to continue forward stronger together for their child's future now.
"Diana?"
She looked up at him holding her tea. "Oh. Thank you…"
"Careful…" Clark said handing her the cup.
Diana blew a bit before taking a sip.
"Mmhmm…always so soothing."
Clark walked back into the bathroom and a moment later, he reappeared with a small bottle in his hand.
"I never tire of you having only a towel on after a relaxing bath or shower," Diana smiled seductively and bit her lip. "You shirtless wearing overalls has competition."
"You won't let me put on anything else even more so now a days when going to bed." Clark quirked his brow.
Diana giggled. "Well that's because I want to feel every bit of my husband."
Clark smirked and took her cup setting it down on the nightstand for her.
Diana moved a bit to adjust herself for Clark to sit behind her. Once they were comfortably positioned with Diana's back facing him, Clark eased off Diana's robe off her.
He moved to pour a generous amount of the lotion into his hand before he got to work kneading Diana's lower back, working the tight muscles and knots inch by inch with his thumbs.
Diana moaned, throwing herself back into him. "Gods, Kal, I know you give fantastic massages, but this is heaven!"
"Only the best for you," he said as he moved his hands around to the front of the girth of her abdomen.
Gently, he rubbed the lotion across the taut skin, taking extra care as he massaged the front of her belly, feeling the baby kicking in approval from within.
Diana took a deep breath, inhaling the coco butter scent as Clark worked out the knots and tension in her body. She felt herself beginning to relax back against him as he smoothed his hands over her stomach, making their way upward, gasping as he cupped her heavy voluptuous breasts once again. Diana's hands gripped the outside of his thighs as she threw her head back.
Pulling her into his chest, Clark moved to nuzzle her neck from behind as his fingers teased her nipples. His breath against her skin sent a shiver up her spine as she felt a tingling sensation at her center. She placed her hands over his.
"By the Gods," she whispered as he removed his hand from her breast, placing both of his hands on her shoulders.
"Better not get carried away just yet, I haven't finished the job."
"Me get carried away? Projecting much? And well…how can I not when you are being so good to me?"
Clark chuckled and next began to knead her shoulders before making his way to her neck, working out the knots Diana didn't realize she had.
He only stopped momentarily to dab the lotion onto her, causing an involuntary shiver. It was a good thing she was facing away from him or he wasn't sure if he'd be able to control himself.
He looked around at the open windows of their bedroom. It was times like this he felt fortunate to not have any neighbors around for miles.
Everything was silent aside from the rustling of trees, owls or any other nocturnal creature outside.
Diana lulled her head back and forth as Clark's fingers worked their way down her back again and then towards the front, catching her once again in surprise as he cupped her breasts. Unadulterated thoughts continued to stir something primal inside of him.
Diana placed her hands over his, as she pressed back into him, begging for him to go further. "Mmm, this is nice. My husband is the greatest man ever known," she whispered huskily.
"Diana…"
"Yes?"
"I was thinking…"
"Is this about earlier? You were saying what I deserved."
"Yeah." Clark sighed and leaned over to kiss her shoulder. "What I was saying was that you deserve so much and more after everything you've gone through. It wasn't fair for you to have to try to stay strong for everyone else, especially me, when you were dealing with things yourself. You held it all in. You are stubborn as hell, a true fighter…warrior…but I still saw it in your eyes, expressions, heard it in your voice, felt it when I touched you…you were hurting. I'm so sorry, Diana, for not being there for you as I should've. I gave up. But you didn't. Even when you had all the right to, you never gave up." Clark trailed his hands down her arms to her hands entwining their fingers. He then brought their hands up to his face and kissed her wrist. "You kept pushing me. You brought me back and made me realize who I am suppose to be. You have been by my side through complete hell and back. Now, you are my wife… carrying my child. All I can think of is what have I done for you all these years or even now in return? What gives me the right to be with such an amazing woman? Am I truly deserving of your love?"
Diana eased herself to turn and face him. She stared into his eyes for a moment without saying a word. She then reached to cup his cheek and smiled with tears welling up in her eyes.
"Clark…Kal…you've been through so much more than I ever have. I understand why you gave up but it's also why I never gave up on you. After all these years, I see the man I first met and fell in love with. At the time, we were so young and I didn't understand my feelings. I didn't understand just yet what it truly meant when it came to giving my heart to someone and trusting it would be taken care of. Kal, I've never felt that way with any other man. You are the only man that has respected me, been honest with me and understood me. I never gave up on you because I know the honorable man that you are. You would've done the same for me. We have always been by each other's side and it was you who had always been there at my most vulnerable. You protected me, no matter if I protested out of pride and you always made me feel safe. Nothing has ever stopped us from building to what we have now." Diana placed his hand on her stomach. "This baby is you, me, and all that has been between us, Clark. If I thought or felt any differently, we wouldn't be here right now, married, in our home, expecting our first child with you giving me thorough body massages." Diana smirked making Clark chuckle. "You have always been worthy and deserving of me and my love."
Diana was locked with his piercing ocean blue eyes looking right at her. Her body was responding before she could make up her mind. Clark's eyes were trained on the curve of Diana's lips. He lean forward, to press their lips together.
Their lips collided, brief, feathery at first until it deepened into something so much more. Diana pressed herself into Clark as much as her pregnant stomach would allow.
"Diana," Clark whispered, pulling back to look at her.
Diana's eyes were still closed angelically, face open into a pleasurable look and then suddenly those piercing cerulean eyes opened and lust shot through them.
"Kal…" Diana groaned, realizing just how far gone she was, how sunk down the rabbit hole of sexual arousal.
Diana's heart beat slowed from its anxious leaping as their lips came together again, such tenderness to the connection. As the kiss between them deepened Clark's tongue lightly traced Diana's lower lip and as she parted her lips for him, Diana ever so slightly groaned into their kiss while Clark continued exploring her body.
"Will you?" Diana whispered between kisses.
Clark nodded descending down her neck, trailing kisses along her collarbone and down to the valley of her breasts.
Passing her breasts, his kisses got featherlight knowing how sensitive they were due to the pregnancy and Diana immediately groaned in response grateful for the tenderness of her husband. Clark stroked her nipples gently with his thumb. Once again they grew hard, puckering under his sensual touch, and he took one into his mouth, allowing his tongue to tease her before he began to suck.
Diana felt a sudden, yet familiar sensation rushing between her legs.
"Gods….Clark...!" Diana's eyes rolled back. "Now…" she gasped.
Clark smiled quickly removing his towel and helped Diana shift so she was positioned on top of him. He helped ease her down on top of his hardness now that her gravity had shifted. Diana looked into his eyes which radiated love and pleasure. She took deep breaths and let out a moan lowering herself down even further.
She started rocking back and forth, arms braced at his sides. She felt a kick inside of her at the sudden jostling. She stopped only momentarily, to pull Clark's hands onto her stomach, feeling the movement coming from within.
Clark took a deep breath and lifted her up a little and started to slowly thrust into her. The sensation of their love making was different than before she was pregnant. There was a natural pressure right above her pelvis that allowed her g-spot to be stimulated more easily. He could feel her throbbing, clenching and unclenching on him as he grazed over it and let out some deep moans as he continued to thrust.
Clark moved his hands from her stomach and to her sides as he thrust upward, throwing his head back along the mattress. Diana threw her head back as well as they carefully picked up the pace in rhythm a bit more. Diana's hips rolling along with Clark's and they both cried out in pleasure.
As Diana kept riding him, Clark took in the beauty of his goddess' pregnant figure.
Feeling as he had become one with her, seeing them both as forming a lustful ball of loving energy, Clark gazed deep into her eyes and smiled his loving smile at her.
Every part of Diana's body tightened at once as her orgasm washed over her.
"Oh Gods!!"
A moment later, Clark was right behind her as he felt his release.
Diana took several breaths and Clark reached up and pulled her towards him, kissing her with a fiery passion.
He slipped his tongue between her lips, feeling it dance with her own. Suddenly, he pulled back as they both took several gasping breaths.
Clark shifted, pulling Diana with him. "You are amazing, Wonder Woman," he sighed as he embraced her and pulled her close.
"As are you, Superman," Diana pecked his lips.
"Oh," he said suddenly. "I should probably finish what I started huh? How about a foot massage?"
"Mmm, yes please."
Clark leaned over to lovingly kiss Diana before he eased Diana to the side of him and adjusted the pillows for her to lean back comfortably. He reached for the bottle of lotion he tossed on the nightstand in the midst of their sexual appetites.
He situated himself at the foot of the bed and began to work his magic, slowly massaging the lotion onto her left foot. Diana couldn't help but laugh slightly, flexing her foot.
"Much more ticklish now," Clark smirked deviously and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Oh, you better not get any ideas!" Diana warned raising her brow.
Clark chuckled and raised her foot to kiss her toes.
Despite levitating off her feet from time to time, they were still a bit swollen due to the added weight she carried each day.
Diana clasped the sheets, fighting her reflex as he moved to the next foot.
Clark looked up at her in all her naked glory.
"Oooh," Diana moaned. "This is phenomenal!"
Clark looked up from his handiwork as he worked the lotion between her toes. "More phenomenal than what we just did?" he asked teasingly.
"You know what I mean," she smiled. "But seriously, you know everything you do to me…for me is quite stimulating. I just wish you could pin me..." The mischievous smirk crept back onto her lips as her voice was laced in a seductive tone.
Clark chuckled. "That's how we got in this particular predicament in the first place."
He poured more of the lotion into his hands before he smoothed his hands up and down Diana's legs. She always did have the most exotic legs.
Diana watched as he scooted closer. Clark's hands moving upwards little by little.
"Ready for round two?" Clark breathed.
Diana smiled seductively. "Oh, Honey, that shouldn't even be a question."
Clark placed his lips on hers, bringing her face closer to his in the process. He was careful to support his weight on either side of her so he wouldn't put any weight on her abdomen.
Diana responded by kissing him back with a fervor. She pulled back for but a moment, and told him, "my raging pregnancy hormones thank you, Mr. Kent."
"Happy to oblige, Mrs. Kent," he said as he pulled her with him further down the bed until her legs hovered off of the side.
"But you're sure this will be okay?"
"Yes…."
Clark's lips trickled across her neck with light kisses. Diana dug her fingers into his thick grey templed hair and met his lips for another frenzied kiss assault.
"Geez, Diana," he growled.
She grinned. "Come hither, my Sun," she ordered.
Clark gently spread her legs apart and slipped between them, pulling her closer. Bracing his hands once again on either side of her, he moved forward and slipped into her warmth. He started at a slow pace, making sure he wasn't doing anything that would discomfort them.
Clark clasped his hands with Diana's, intertwining their fingers for further body contact as he slowly started to pick up the pace. He looked into her eyes as he thrust harder. Her breasts and stomach lobbed back and forth with the motion as he pumped in and out of her.
The rocking motion seemed to placate the baby as Diana felt the sudden stillness from within.
"Diana?" Clark asked, noticing her shift in expression.
"It's alright," she smiled reassuringly. "Keep going..."
He was happy to oblige as he picked up the pace just a little bit more. He continued to watch as she threw her head back and squeezed her eyes shut, grasping his hands tighter.
She was close and so was he.
With a few final thrusts, he felt her climax around him as he once again released inside of her. The room seemed to spin as he sank forward to kiss her.
Diana looked back at him, wrapping her legs around him. She was euphoric.
As Clark slipped out of her, he moved forward and placed his hands on her abdomen.
"How are you feeling?"
"Honey, I'm far beyond cloud nine," she grinned as she started to sit up.
Clark moved into a standing position beside the bed and gently helped her into an upright position.
Diana yawned. "Darling, a little help?"
Clark smiled. "Of course." He picked her up and carried her up to the top of the bed gently laying her down. "Comfortable?"
"Yes but I will be even more so comfortable with my husband in bed with me."
"Right. One second."
Clark quickly slipped over next to her, pulling her closer, spooning together with the sheet draped over the lower half's of their bodies.
"This is perfect." Diana let out a breath.
"You're perfect," Clark whispered and softly kissed the delicate skin below Diana's ear.
As Diana slowly turned around to face him, Clark slipped his arm under her and gently cradled her back for support. Diana placed one hand on his chest and the other on his shoulder. She smiled as she looked into his eyes.
"Thank you for doing all of this," Diana smiled so gratefully that Clark's heart melted a little.
How could he not? They were in this together. Husband and Wife, soon to be Mother and Father.
"You don't ever have to thank me, Di. I told you, you deserve only the very best of everything." Clark caressed her cheek and leaned in to kiss her soundly. "I love you, my gorgeous Bow," Clark whispered.
Diana raised her brow curious, "Bow?"
"Short for rainbow. Meaning my wife who has always been here for me, rain or shine," he explained.
Diana blushed and smiled. "That's really charming and sweet of you."
Clark smiled contently, conveying how grateful he was to have her through the way he looked at her because he knew Diana would understand him even without saying a word.
"I love you, too, my Kal-El...my Clark…my Sun."
Clark looked deeply at his wife's her cerulean eyes sparkling in a way he loved so much especially since he knew that he was the reason behind the sparkling.
They spent a few moments in comfortable silence both simply enjoying the intimacy of the moment while their their child still safe in Diana's womb. A small smile tugged on the corners of Diana's lips.
Clark smirked at Diana before they both got lost in yet another passionate and longing kiss and as they both did, Clark once again thought how incredibly lucky he got to get to spend the rest of his life with this amazing woman.
Pulling back from their kiss, Clark kissed Diana's forehead, letting his lips linger for a moment.
He looked down at her and saw Diana was fast asleep with a peaceful expression, with lips turning upwards slightly, she was dreaming about something beautiful. Her hair fanned out over the pillow. He couldn't stop himself from brushing his thumb over her lower lip. Her lip parted slightly at his touch and she sighed softly. His hand cupped her warm cheek, his fingers snaking around and delving into her hair. She responded to his touch even in her sleep. Clark couldn't help marvelling at her, the exquisite beauty in his arms, who loved him and who he loved.
Then, he placed his hand over her stomach. As he cupped her stomach, he relished the life that grew inside. He was awe of the miracle they had created. The life that was a result of the powerful bond they shared between them.
He sighed in amazement. The rhythmic beating of Diana and their child's hearts was incredibly comforting to him, and her steady breathing as she slept, something he could listen to for an eternity as he too fell off to a peaceful sleep with a proud smile.