Mid-day Rendezvous
Bold-Clark text
Bold Italics- Diana text
Diana Prince frowned as she walked out onto the stage in a dark purple pleated bodycon deep V neck dress with black heels. She had agreed to be part of the fundraiser for the sake of the recreational center and park for the children but the idea seemed ill-advised to her. She wasn't a piece of property to be bought.
Who would pay for a date?
She looked out into the crowd.
Ah, of course, most of the men might have been married big time investors, who would of course take this chance with any woman especially the Amazon.
She looked down to the front row and eyed a man adjusting his glasses.
"Next we have Madame Ambassador Prince," Roz, the recreation center and park founder said. The crowd cheered not much to her surprise as she stood next to Roz.
"Before we announce the lucky winner of the lunch outing with Ms. Prince, I would like to thank you all that have donated. Mr. Wayne, Mr. Luthor, Mr. Queen, your donations were quite generous. We've gotten donations from parents, the Daily Planet, and so many more. Again thank you all so much. "
Roz smiled and signaled for a young boy to bring a box with the attendees' names on slips of paper.
"Ms. Prince, please come draw our winner."
Diana stepped to the boy and dug into the box.
She looked at the name on the paper she had picked up.
"And who is our winner?"
Diana eyes the man in the front row once more and smiled. "Clark Kent."
"Well there we have it, our winner is Daily Planet reporter, Clark Kent!" Roz clapped along with the rest of the attendees.
Clark looked up a bit shocked and shyly smiled at Diana.
When the benefit was over, Clark interviewed a couple of people and then made his way to Diana.
She was still talking to Roz, so he stood a few feet away.
"Diana, this was a success thanks to you. The amount of money we've received will help with everything and more. Also, very happy with our winner of the lunch date." Roz looked over and eyed Clark with a smile. "He is handsome. I don't see a ring on his finger and may be single..."
"Oh, Roz, I don't know about that. It shouldn't be anything more than a casual lunch."
Roz shrugged. "You never know." She smiled. "Mr. Kent?"
He looked up and saw Roz waving for him to come closer.
"Hello again, Mrs. Jasper. Ms. Prince."
"Clark, I just wanted to say thank you for your contribution. Hope you have a lovely date with this beautiful young lady!"
Clark smiled and glanced at Diana. "Thank you."
"Well I must be off while you two get more acquainted." Roz smiled back, nudging Diana a bit and walked away.
Clark smirked looking at Diana. "Ms. Prince?"
"I wondered when we could have a spare moment to talk with such a crowd."
"5 minutes is just enough for now. We have more time tomorrow to talk."
Diana smirked. "Of course."
"I can meet you at which ever restaurant you choose."
"Alright, what time?"
"How about 12:30 pm?"
"Perfect. I believe we should already have each other's contacts from previous encounters?"
"Yes."
"Well I will send you the restaurant location later and see you then."
Clark smiled. "I look forward to it."
"Congratulations again, Mr. Kent," Diana said with a wink. "Have a good night."
Next Day- DAILY PLANET
Clark Kent sat in Perry's office impatiently taping his pen. He wasn't barely listening to Perry as he rambled on, watching the clock.
12:20 pm
"Uh, excuse me, Mr. White but I have to go. I have a meeting with Ambassador Prince."
Perry crossed his arms. "Right. Right. Kent, make sure to ask the right questions to get the right answers. This is an exclusive, we've been waiting for. We need this story to be top notch."
"Yes, sir."
Before Perry could respond, Clark quickly left out his office.
"Hey, Clark, where you off in a hurry to?"
"I have a meeting to get to, Jimmy."
"You mean that date with that hot Ambassador. I'd be in a hurry too."
"Jim, man, have a little respect."
"What? I gave a compliment."
Clark laughed and shook his head. He looked down at his watch. "Two minutes."
Clark ran out the building and to a nearby alley, taking off into the sky.
Upon arriving to the restaurant he saw Diana already sitting at a table. As he walked through the door he straightened up his tie.
"How can I help you, Sir?" A waiter asked.
"I have a reservation with Diana Prince."
"Ah, yes sir. Last table to the left."
"Thank you." Clark smiled walking up behind her. "Madame Ambassador."
Diana turned around smiled. She stood up and shook his hand. "Hello, Mr. Kent."
"Wow, you look stunning."
Diana was wearing a red and black front button sweater dress that fit and showed all her beautiful curves with the matching black boots.
"Thank you. You look quite handsome," she said flirtatiously.
Clark smiled and cleared his throat. "I try my best."
Clark was dressed in a white button down with navy pants and shoes to match.
They sat down, ordered their food.
As they ate, they tried to keep things light and casual. But there was something about her that Clark couldn't shake. Something in her eyes...
"So apart from being a reporter, what else do you enjoy?" Diana asked.
"And I thought I was supposed to be asking the questions."
Diana smiled. "Off the record."
"Well sense I have two jobs, majority of my time is taken."
"Oh you must take time for yourself, Mr. Kent."
"Ha! I am constantly being told that. Maybe I will somehow..." he sighed a little tiredly.
"Spending more time with your significant other would be even better," Diana suggested, toying with her food.
"Oh...uhh..."
Diana raised a brow. "No, significant other?"
"I mean... I do have someone in mind. But I'm not sure if she feels the same."
"Oh? And what makes you say that?"
"We've been friends for a long time. She is a goddess and should be treated as such. With the little time we both have, I don't want to not give her my all."
"I'm sure she understands. Make the most of the little time, that's all that matters," she softly said.
Her smile was grateful and a spark was in her eyes. For a long moment neither of them said anything, just looked at each other, and Clark was struck by the sudden feeling that time had paused.
"Diana...I mean Ms. Prince, I..." He stumbled as his phone buzzed.
EMERGENCY ALERT: Downtown Metropolis Five Alarm Fire flashed across his phone.
"I'm sorry, I have to go."
Diana nodded.
Standing up quickly Clark reaches to shake Diana's hand.
"I hope that we can meet up again and continue our on and off the record conversation."
"We both have to run it seems." Diana took his hand. "I have another meeting but yes of course. See you soon, Mr. Kent."
Diana quickly walked away heading out the restaurant. Clark looked down at a piece of paper Diana slipped into his hand.
"Office."
After helping put out the fire and making sure all civilians were safe, Clark flew off to meet once again with Ambassador Prince at her office.
His cell phone rung. "Hello, Jimmy?"
"Yo, CK? Where are you? Perry's looking for you?"
"I got caught up with something. Tell him my meeting with the Ambassador was cut but I'm heading back to her office to finish up. I'll have my interview by the end of the day."
Jimmy sighed. "Alright. Later."
EMBASSY
"Well Ms. Prince I'm so glad I finally got to meet with you. I look forward to your speech at the mother, daughter summit."
"It was very nice meeting you, Counselor Hayes."
Diana glanced and smirked, seeing Clark Kent walk into the building as she and the counselor was walking into the lobby and sat in one of the lobby chairs.
"I will be sending a reminder, a week or so prior."
"Ok, thank you."
"Have a nice evening."
"You, too, Counselor."
Diana smiled as Counselor walked away but then her smile turned a bit devious as she looked at Clark. She slowly walked towards him.
Clark was looking down at his notepad. He smirked to himself seeing long beautiful toned legs suddenly in front of him. He slowly looked up.
"Mr. Kent, please follow me to my office."
Without any hesitation, Clark stood up. As he was walking behind her, he looked at her up and down.
Diana looked back, catching him but he quickly looked away.
"I hope I didn't get you into any trouble with your editor, seeing that you've been gone for most of the afternoon because of me."
"No worries, Madame Ambassador."
They walked into her office and Diana shut the door.
"Please have a sit."
Clark sat in the chair as Diana got in front of him leaning on the edge of the desk.
"It's your turn to ask the questions," she said, smiling at him.
"Yes, Miss. Prince, I've written down a few things but my pen must've ran out of ink, would you mind if I barrow one for the time being?" he asked.
"Oh sure." Diana turned around and bent over the desk.
"Here you go," she said turning around and handing him the pen.
Clark smiled taking the pen. "Thank you."
He tried to write with it but it didn't work.
"Seems like this one isn't working either."
"Oh really? Well let me get you another one."
Diana bent over again reaching for another pen.
She gasped as Clark grabbed her ass and ground against her. She bit her lip to hold back her moan. She leaned up and hands Clark the pen.
"Here you go, Mr. Kent."
"We can stop with the formalities now, Diana."
"I thought our little game would last a little longer, Kal. You are such an impatient man sometimes."
"It's not over, it's just beginning. Now let's get on with this interview."
Clark puts his hand in the small of her back, pushing down lightly. She gasped as Clark runs his hand up her dress.
"Do you know how extremely attracted to you I am?"
"Yes..." she answered. "Though, I may need a little reminder."
Clark turned her around and lifts her up on to the desk. He leaned in and trailed kisses along her jaw. One hand slides up her dress again while his free hand caresses her cheek.
She smirked and moved to take off his tie. Within moments, it was off and across the room. Then, she began working on his shirt, slowly unbuttoning it in a teasing fashion. When his shirt was open, she ruthlessly tore his undershirt from top to bottom, leaving his chest bare, even though he was still wearing his jacket and dress shirt.
Her fingers worked their way across his chest, weaving their way over his muscles. Her hands went further down over his abdomen, tracing the outline of the firm abs, and then going down even further to undo his belt buckle.
She unzipped the front of his pants and stuck her hand inside, massaging his hardening length through his boxers. He moaned loudly when he felt the pressure build up.
His lips smothered hers in a deep kiss. Her hands started to have a mind of their own and went up to tangle in his hair. Clark pulled away, his mouth left in wake burning kisses to her collar bone, down near her breasts.
"Ohh… Gods," she moaned. Clark's hands went straight to unbuttoning her dress.
"Have you been in any scandals, Ambassador?"
Her dress fell off and pooled on the desk.
"Oh, yes, actually quite recently. A very dashing reporter was to have an interview with me but we ended up doing other things."
Clark unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor, and then took her breasts in his hands, giving a pleasure massage. He swirls his tongue around her nipple, then sucks hard. Diana gasped.
She moaned and ran her fingers through his hair, holding his head closer, hoping that he would increase his affections.
Her face was surely flushed. She can feel him fingering the lacy sides of her lace underwear and before she knew it, he ripped them off her and that drop on the floor.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" He asked, in a husky voice.
"Well I can take a guess. But if this is any indication..." she smirked referring to his awaiting length that was at full attention.
Clark wraps her legs around his waist, and grips her ass in his hands as he thrusts himself into her.
He goes slowly at first, making her move against him, matching his pace. Her motions soon stop, as he begins to hit the spot that drives her insane.
He pumps into her core, picking up his pace, making her grip the side of the desk moaning his name.
When Clark realized how hard she was gripping the desk, he slows down, paying special attention to a special spot. As she gripped the desk harder, she tries to keep from moaning loudly. Her orgasm racks through her body.
It was exhilarating knowing that she did not lock the door and anyone could come right in, while being pleasured. Her entire body shook with intensity and her legs were wrapped around him tighter to get him deeper in her.
"You're beautiful," he murmured, caressing her chest, down her sides and to her hips.
She bit her lip at his words, rocking against him again. The sensation heated up her core and she quickly felt the desire rising to a nearly painful level.
Dropping her head back, she cried out repeatedly in an ever escalating rhythm. She couldn't stop herself.
"Diana... you're… ahhh…" Clark says through gritted teeth.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Ambassador Prince?" a voice called from outside.
Silence. And another knock.
"Ambassador Prince?" The secretary, Sharon called again. She slowly opened the door peeking in.
"Sharon? Everything alright?"
She looked back to see the adviser, Lawrence Gyver.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Gyver. I wasn't aware Ms. Prince stepped out the officer again. I could've sworn I heard talking a moment ago. "
"Well last time I saw her, she was speaking with Counselor Hayes."
"Oh, right. Well I'll just put these papers on her desk for when she comes back."
She opened the door wider and went into the office. She set the papers down then walked out closing the door. She didn't even notice Diana and Clark were right behind the door holding each other close, levitating off the floor a bit.
They both sighed out of relief, as they planted their feet back to the floor.
"That was quick thinking, Kal."
"I was joking about the scandal thing earlier, you know."
Diana giggled. "I don't lock my office door. So if I were to have, someone would've possibly known something more than just an interview was going on anyway."
"Well seems like we put ourselves in a risky situation."
"Don't we always?" Diana teased. "Maybe we should finish this at home."
Clark smirked reaching the door knob and locking it. He pins Diana to the wall by her arms.
"Nope. We finish this now and start something new at home."
Before she could respond, he lifts her up by her ass, slamming straight into her. Diana gasped arching her back and dug her nails in his back.
"Gods Kal, you..." Diana gasped again and dug her nails deeper into his back as he slammed into her again.
She moaned out loud at the feeling of being so filled with him. Clark then kisses her roughly while his hips start moving in a hard rhythm which sets Diana off, the friction only fueling the fire within her.
Clark had one hand placed on her ass, his other hand at the back of her neck holding her face to him so he can ravish her with his kisses.
The force in which he pounds into her in unrelenting and her can feel the tell tale sign of her being close to coming.
She moaned loudly into his mouth but breaks the kiss glaring at him as he was smirking.
"You are doing this on purpose."
"Maybe."
Just as Diana was about to fall over the edge, he bit down on her neck and it sends her flying instead of falling. Her body twitched and her inner walls spasm around him. Clark smirked and kissed the tender flesh that he bit.
Before she could have a chance to come down from her orgasm, Clark swiftly moved back to the desk, sitting her down on the edge. He grabbed one of her legs and lifts it so her ankle is over his shoulder, causing him to go so much deeper. Diana throws her head back in pleasure and shuts her eyes tightly.
The moans are falling from both their lips and he slides out in shallow hard thrusts.
"Oh Gods!" Diana whispered in amazement. With this happening makes her approaching orgasm more thunderous.
She squeeze her eyes shut tight again and give into the feelings as she reached the highest peak she have ever felt.
Clark grunts and Diana opens her eyes to watch him. He throws his head back and take deep breaths as his body still pounds into her a few more times before he stayed still.
Clark slowly opened his eyes and looked at her with a sly grin when he realizes that she just watched him release.
He pulled her leg that was over his shoulder down around his waist, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
"That was very invigorating. Makes me anticipate what we will do at home, knowing we don't have any kind of restrictions."
"You are really enjoying the fact that the apartment is sound proof now, huh?"
Diana giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Yes, indeed. I'm really glad you were my lucky pick from the drawing. It gave the perfect excuse for our midday rendezvous."
"Yeah, but unfortunately, it looks like I'm going to have to get going."
"Oh don't worry, it's only 3 and half more hours then I will have you again."
"We have that briefing at the Tower and patrol."
"But we will be together and I don't mind a midnight flight. Clark, I meant what I said at the restaurant. I do understand that we are very busy and with everything going on, it does seem like we have so little time but we can make the most of it."
Clark smiled, bringing his hand up to her cheek. He leaned in for a kiss, but before he could deepen it, Diana pulled away.
"You need to get dressed."
Clark sighed. "Fine. Fine."
Clark walked over behind Diana's desk. He sat down in her chair and leaned over getting their clothes from under it.
Diana grinned. "Is there anything else I can do for you, Mr. Kent, before you go?" Diana asked teasingly, placing her hands on her hips.
Clark caught his breath, smiling and staring at her in her glory.
"Yes… Come here," He answered, in the voice that makes her know he means business…. Sexually anyways…
She obliged him and walked over to him. He pulled her onto his laps. She groaned and grind against him, arousing him again.
Diana bit her lip and smirked. "You really should be getting back to work."
"I'll get there. Right now I have more important things that need my attention."
Slowly, Diana lowered herself onto his awaiting length, holding his shoulders. She sees his bedroom eyes as she throw her head back in pleasure.
She moaned his name and felt herself close around his hardened length. Within a few seconds of her orgasm, Clark follows.
Diana cups his face with hands as Clark presses his forehead against hers.
"I love you, Miss. Prince."
"Mmm...I love you, too, Mr. Kent."
Clark gave her a deep loving kiss.
After a few minutes, they put back on their clothes.
"That's all you need, right?" Diana asked helping him fix his tie. "Any more details Perry would want?"
"I'm sure he and others want to know about your love life."
"Well I would like to tell about the man that I love but this is not to be as some tabloid story. Superman and Wonder Woman have enough with that. Diana Prince and Clark Kent need peace and quiet."
"Right," Clark grinned slyly. "But it's also a lot of fun with our secret...risky meetings."
"Yes, indeed..." she said, kissing him.
They left out Diana's office as if they were caught up in long interesting interview and walked to the lobby.
"Mr. Kent, it was quite a pleasure speaking with you." She smiled and shook his hand.
"Thank you for taking the time to speak with me."
"Of course," she winked.
Diana watched as Clark walked out building. She turned around and couldn't help but to keep smiling as she went back to her office.
DAILY PLANET
Clark was in the middle of typing up his article. Though he couldn't quite concentrate thinking about Diana.
He sat back in his chair and took out his phone.
I miss you already...
He put his phone down. No longer than two minutes, his phone vibrated.
I left you something in your jacket pocket
Clark frowned then checked his pocket. He felt lace and knew exactly what it was. He grinned.
Change of plans. Fortress meeting.
I knew you would like it and I am definitely looking forward to our Fortress meeting ;)