Drunk in Love

Another Obvious Musical Inspiration... ;)

Diana Prince wakes up slowly, trying to sit up. She groans feeling not quite herself. Feeling something awful she has never experience before, a slight head pain and nausea.

She realizes she is on the floor, in the hallway near her bedroom door. And not only that, but she is on top of Clark Kent. Both of them fully naked.

"Great Hera!" She gasps. She quickly gets off of him and tries to remember what happened and how they ended up like this.

Clark moves a little then opens his eyes. He first focuses on naked Diana then looks down at himself seeing he too was naked and jumps up but falls back fast on the floor.

"Clark!"

"Ow!" He winces experiencing the same head pain and nausea Diana was feeling.

He looks up seeing Diana over him with a worried look on her face. He is surprised she wasn't more worried about covering herself.

"Be careful, Kal."

"Diana...what happened? Are you alright?"

Diana just stares at him and Clark stares back both noticing the markings on each other's bodies. From bite marks and hickies to scratches and the feeling of carpet burn on Diana's back.

"I'll go get us some water."

Diana slowly stood up to go to the kitchen. Clark couldn't help but to keep staring and zeroed in on the faint hand print on her ass.

Clark shook his head. At the moment he didn't know how to feel.

Diana gasped walking in the living room. It was a mess. Sofa pillows on the floor, their clothes from last night were scattered, pictures frames, vases, even candles were toppled over and books knocked over off the shelf and coffee table.

Diana shook her head. She would deal with the mess later. She went into the kitchen, stepped over the broken dishes on the floor and got two bottles of water out the fridge and went back to Clark.

Diana sees him sitting against the left side on the wall with his head down, arms across his eyes. It's like he is trying to distract himself, not to look at her, which will cause his body to react.

"Here you go, Kal."

He looks up to see Diana handing him the bottle of water. "Thanks, Di."

She sits in front of him leaning against the right side of the wall. It is really no use of trying to cover up. In fact, they really didn't want to.

They still said nothing much, staring at each other as memories slowly starts flooding back...

LAST NIGHT

Diana Prince and Clark Kent sat at the bar of a new London night club.

"Don't you feel a bit better, Clark? Come on, we can have a little fun tonight. You deserve it."

Clark smiled. "Thanks, Diana. I guess I've forgotten how to have fun."

"Clark Kent needs a break from sitting at his computer desk. Superman needs a break from the world's chaos. If only for one night."

"Hello, I'm Demetrios. I'll be your bartender/host this evening. Anything special you two would like to drink?"

"How about you and I, try everything. See how many drinks it takes for us to feel something?"

"Until we feel drunk?"

Diana giggled. "Yeah! Just try."

Clark smirked. "There's no way that's happening but alright.

"We will have everything you have but let's start with Rossini and Dry Martini."

Demetrios smiled and nods. "Coming right up!"

Diana noticed Clark kept looking at her.

"What is it?"

"Oh...uhh...you look really beautiful."

Diana smiled, leaning over to kiss his cheek. "Thank you."

Demetrios turned around and placed their drinks in front of them. "Here you go."

Clark and Diana glanced at each other before taking a sip of their drink.

Diana and Clark laughed as the drinks kept coming.

After the first few rounds, Diana got up and took Clark's hand. "Dance with me."

"I'll watch you for a moment."

Diana smiled. "I'll get you on this dance floor before the night is up."

Clark took a shot of his drink and leaned back against the bar watching Diana.

Demetrios smirked wiping the counter. "She's a beautiful woman. Seems like you have cold feet. First date?"

Clark frowned. "Oh nah, Diana and I are just friends."

"Sure about that? I mean I'm no cupid, but the way you two look at each other. Friends with benefits?"

Clark sighed. "No, man, just friends like I said."

Demetrios shrugged. "All I'm saying is that, I think you got a chance. You should take it."

Before Clark could respond Diana came back for more drinks.

"More rounds. I've got Manhattan cocktails, Aperol, Cosmos, and last but not least Absinthe."

"What's that?" Clark questioned.

"Ahhh... it is an enchanted drink... Absinthe! There are fairy tales about a lady, a little fairy, who lives in the bottle. People say she can make you see things, wonderful things. It is bitter at the beginning, just like life but when something sweet is added the taste is amazing."

Clark glanced at Diana and gave a slight smile.

Diana took a shot and went back to the dance floor. Clark turned watching her. He took a big gulp of his drink. Suddenly, he felt funny. He looked at his glass then set it down.

"Refill?" Demetrios asked.

"No, I'm good."

He couldn't help but to stare at Diana. He had this sudden urge, need and want for Diana. Maybe the drinks were getting to him.

Clark had been watching her for most of the night but the way he was looking at her now made Diana feel different.

Diana had always had this attraction to Clark. She knew the attraction was mutual but neither acted upon it. Right now, she could feel how much he wanted her and she wanted him.

And it was really turning her on.

Clark was mesmerized by Diana's figure. Perfect curves. He was mentally undressing her. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes but couldn't get the image out of his mind.

He couldn't take it anymore. He went over to her wrapping his arms around waist. She still moved her hips to the beat of the music. She breathed slowly and smirked.

As she turned to him, he held her hips still. They were so close to each other; they might have exploded from the tension they felt.

Clark leaned in and captured her lips, ever so softly. Diana tensed up then relaxed into it. Just as she was going to pull back, he pulled her back into another kiss, this time deep and passionate. Clark bit her bottom lip to have access and without thought, she let him. Grasping each other, they started to kiss harder; not controlling what their emotions wanted them to do. Then they pulled away. It seemed like everyone was gone and it was just them.

"We should go," Diana said.

Demetrios watched them leave with a sly grin. "Two lovers trying to restrain themselves. Can't have that. The night is too young. Life is too precious to waste. Let the passion and lust be released."

Demetrios stepped out to the back alley. He reaches into his pocket and takes out a flute. "Let's have a look." He plays a tune then disappears.

Half in a daze, Diana and Clark were already going inside her condominium building.

Demetrios appears floating high in the sky. He chuckles seeing them. "My, my, my...are they in such a rush. I, Pan, think I've done a good deed."

He disappears.

Everything started to become vague.

Entering Diana's condo, Clark closed the door quickly locking it.

Every hidden feeling was coming out. They were making it perfectly clear.

At this point, they were more turned on than ever before. Slowly, Clark began running his tongue between her breasts that were still trapped in her bra. Practically ripping each other's clothes off, they were completely naked in a matter of seconds.

Clark pushed Diana against the door, lifting her up and Diana wrapped her legs around his waist. He kisses down her neck as he eases into her. She gasped then moaned and leans her head back.

He rammed into her making Diana arch her back, moaning louder. He pulls her off the door and pinned her against the corner wall and the side of her bookshelf.

Diana sunk further down on him, as she steadily slides down the shelf. Clark held her up by her ass. She leans over and hungrily attacks his lips.

Diana tightened her grip around his neck as his thrusts becoming harder, making her hit the shelf and books fall over.

Moving away from the shelf, they ended up in the kitchen. Pushing the dish rack out of the way, Clark sits Diana down on the granite counter and continues his thrusting. They didn't even realize or much less care about the now broken dishes that fell from the rack to the floor.

When the pleasure seems overwhelming, Diana wrapped her legs around his waist tighter, bringing him deeper. Clark leans down, kissing her collar bone, making love marks.

As Clark comes to a slow pace, Diana sits up and pushes him and Clark removes himself. Diana quickly hops off the counter. She wraps her arms around his neck, yanking him back to her in a passionate kiss.

Not breaking their kiss, Clark walked backwards back into the living room. Diana pulled away and smirked. She pushed him down on the sofa.

Clark grabbed her ass and yanked her to sit on top of his awaiting length. Diana held the arm of the sofa with her left hand and put her right hand against the wall for leverage. Clark leaned back as Diana goes at a slow pace, driving him crazy. But soon sped up, realizing she was driving herself crazy too.

Diana thrust against his body. Clark watched her, his eyes following her movements. When she saw his eyes gaze at their connection, she felt his entire body tense.

He gripped her hips, bringing her back down faster and rougher. When she reached a pace he's happy with, Clark ran his hands from her sides back to her hips, touching everything in between.

Soon Diana's passionate moans turned into climatic screams, and her body wracked with climax after climax. She digs her nails into the skin of his back. She can feel his grip loosen as he observes her orgasm. Once she caught her breath, Diana starts moving again. He wrapped his hands securely around her waist, altering her rhythm, by speeding it up again.

With her walls tightening around him, she gasped as Clark slaps her ass bringing her to the edge of another orgasm.

Clark makes her lean forward and grip her hips tighter, gaining complete control of her thrusting. She moaned louder as he hit a special spot over and over.

Her body reacts to the intense rush he was giving her. Clark increases his pace, making her scream. As she was trying to maintain her breathing, he rammed into her harder and deeper, making it difficult.

He kneels down to the floor laying her gently on her back. She lifted her legs up higher as he went deeper and he continues his faster thrusts.

Diana bites his shoulder to muffle her screams. She could feel herself close to the edge again.

Diana cried out in pleasure. A flood of sensations ran through her body as she arched her back.

They've reached their ultimate high. Clark thrusts were so much faster, deeper, harder, they moved up to the hallway. They were burning with heat, passion and lust. She bit down on the side of his neck as she was wracked with a mind shattering orgasm.

Moments after she cried out his name for what seemed like the millionth time, Clark's body shudders as he reached his peak. He kissed her passionately, releasing inside of her. Diana moaned in his mouth.

Clark rolled on his back and Diana lay on top of him. They both fell asleep instantly.

"Diana, last night..."

"Was very interesting."

"We actually got drunk." Clark couldn't help but chuckle making Diana smile. "It was one of the Gods meddling again."

"I'm sure."

"Was it Eros?"

"No, I don't think so. He wouldn't do such a thing, though I'll have a word with him."

Awkward silence.

"Which drink was it, you think?"

"We had too many to pinpoint."

"Right. Maybe all of them had something in them or maybe it was that last one." Clark sighs. "We should really put some clothes on now."

He stands up and helps Diana up. They walk into the living room. Clark is stunned seeing the mess they created.

"Sorry. I'll help get this all clean."

Clark finds and slips on his boxers. He hands Diana his shirt. "You can put this on for now. There are still a few buttons."

Diana smiles shyly. "Thank you."

Clark was in awe. She even looks beautifully and sexy in his shirt.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" Clark asks.

"Yes..." Diana glances at him. "But I don't remember how we got here and able to even open the door. Everything else is very...vivid."

Clark nervously rubs the back of his head not knowing what else to say. He goes into the kitchen and sees the broken dishes on the floor.

"I'll replace all of this."

Diana looks up at him and smiles. "Don't worry about it, Kal."

After cleaning up, Clark puts on the rest of his clothes. Diana went into her room to get her robe. She takes off his shirt and gives it to him.

"Thanks..."

Clark watches her as she put her robe on and ties it. When Diana looks up at him, he quickly turns his head and clears his throat.

"I'll uhh...I'll let myself out."

Clark didn't know what to do next. He was quite hesitant but quickly kisses Diana's cheek and heads toward the door.

"Kal, wait..." Diana takes his hand.

"Yeah?"

"You don't have to be in a hurry to leave if you don't want to."

"Diana, I don't want things to seem awkward between us. If you need time, we can talk about this later."

"I want you to stay."

"Really, Di?"

"Kal, I don't want to wait to talk about this."

"It wasn't supposed to happen this way."

"But it did."

"Diana, I respect you too much. I feel like I over stepped boundaries."

"We were both under the influence but you didn't do anything I didn't want you to or didn't want myself."

Clark frowns bewildered. "What do you mean?"

"There's no denying, we did and might have said, what we've always wanted last night."

"But it should've been when we decided on our own."

"And we probably would've kept it to ourselves longer."

"I don't know. Maybe we wouldn't have."

"Clark, be honest."

He sighs. "Ok...maybe we would've. But that's because like I said, I have too much respect for you. I don't want things to be awkward between us. If you don't feel the same as I do, I'm fine with that but I just don't want to lose my best friend."

"How do you really feel about me, Kal?"

He stares at her for a moment. "I'm very much attracted to you. I care about you so much. I love you. I've...I've fallen in love with you, Diana. And I wish we could be more."

"Have I not made it obvious enough, that I feel the same? If I felt any differently, I wouldn't have told you to stay." She reaches up and kisses him softly.

Clark caresses her cheek with his right hand then wraps his left arm around her waist, pulling her closer and leans in for a kiss. Diana cups his face with both hands and deepens the kiss.

Diana then runs her hands down his chest to his pants unbuckling them. She pulls away from the kiss and smiles.

She leads him to her bedroom. As Diana goes into the bathroom to turn the shower on, Clark gets back undressed. He went to the bathroom and gets in the shower with her.

Diana sighs feeling his hands start roaming her body. "This feels nice."

"After last night's whirlwind, we can take it slow this time."

Diana turns around and smiles. She wraps her arms around his neck.

"Doesn't matter how fast or slow we go, I just want you to make love to me," she said as she kisses him passionately.

Outside, relaxing high in the sky, Pan continues to play his flute. "Well, isn't that sweet. While I expected another round of intense entertainment, this'll do. I should treat myself to a drink..." Pan pondered for a moment. "Better yet, maybe I should take the mantle of cupid...I mean Eros." He smirks. "Seems I'm doing a better job and clearly making it even more worthwhile!"