Missing His Feel

Sleep eluded her. After a month of visiting Themyscira, working at the Embassy with meetings, conferences, and summits, and other events and not to mention her duty as Wonder Woman, Diana Prince was finally home in her own room and bed.

She was able to strip off her clothes, take her time taking a long hot shower and curl under her sheets to sleep in her Kryptonian lover's T-shirt and her panties, comfortable and quiet.

And yet.

She can't sleep. Can't rest. Can't settle.

She was missing him. She was missing her lover. His quiet breathing beside her. The tapping of his fingers on his laptop, typing up an article late into the night. His scent, that has come to mean safety and comfort and home. Being wrapped in his arms, feeling his warmth of his strong godly body and missing his passionate kisses.

She rolled over, annoyed with herself. Again and again.

Her skin felt hot and tight; her mind refused to settle.

She groaned into her pillow, and her thoughts flitted, of their own accord.

She opened her eyes, and leaned over to rummage in a bag on the floor beside her. She pulled out what had turned out to be an incredibly embarrassing, for her anyway, tool. She couldn't stop blushing about it. She was amused by it.

She was told it was innocuous and it would help her to relax. Just for a few minutes. Just so she could sleep.

She tucked the tool beside her pillow, and lay back, kicking her legs free of the tangled sheets.

She shut her eyes again, and tried not to think too hard about what she was doing.

His scent. His arms, tight around her. His voice, deep and rich, reassuring. Telling her that she is his way home.

A hand drifted to her breast and she toyed with a nipple, already erect.

The smile that lights up his face. The glint in his eye, every so often, when he looks at her. The mobility of his expressive mouth.

She sighed, warmth seeping through her, and her other hand slid down her body.

She picked up the tool, finding the on switch and press it. Within seconds her hand vibrates. Spreading her legs, exposing her wet center to the air. She shivered slightly and took a deep breath, teasing herself.

"Mhmm…" She moan. "I...need you...Kal..."

She couldn't believe she was doing this but she had this urge that needed to be satisfied just until she could have her lover when he comes home.

Flashback: a few hours earlier

Diana made a cup of hot tea and sat on her sofa. She took a sip and sighed.

"Another lonely night, poor Princess?"

Diana jumped up and turned around. "Selina!"

"Hey, doll."

"How did you get in here?"

Selina shrugged. "I have my ways you know that."

Diana shook her head. "What's wrong with Bruce now?"

"Besides you on the verge of slitting his throat the other day, which he deserved, I'm actually here for you."

"Why?"

"Heard you were missing your Boy Scout, so I'm here to help."

Diana arched her brow. "What?"

"Bruce said you have been drowning yourself in work trying to keep occupied until Boy Scout comes back. You've had this annoyed irritated attitude for a couple of days now. As a woman who's had those kind of days with Bruce, I know exactly what you need."

"Which is?"

"We're going shopping!"

"It's too late to be shopping."

"No, no. It's never too late. Shopping to us women is a remedy for almost everything, so let's go!"

DownTown Metropolis

"Selina, where are you taking me?"

"Relax, Princess." She took Diana's hand pulling her into a store that was at the very dark end of a mall strip by a liquor store. "I know exactly the store we need to go to."

"Oh by the Gods!" Diana gasped.

Selina giggled. "Welcome to a Place of Pleasure, sweetheart!" she grinned. "Don't be shy."

"What are you getting from here?"

Selina guided her to an aisle with adult toys.

"Pick one."

"What?"

"Princess...ok I know you and the Boy Scout aren't goody goodies."

"We aren't but we've never used objects."

"Well Bruce and I have used plenty of 'objects'. It's nothing wrong with it. It makes things better. And when I'm missing Bruce, I use one of these." She held up a vibrator.

Diana slightly frowned reluctant.

"Diana, just pick one and try it. Your Boy Scout will like it too. Let him watch you use it sometimes."

"I don't know."

"It'll help. Just think of him."

Diana sighed. "Alright. I'll...I'll try it."

Selina grinned and scanned over them to find a perfect one. "This one." She handed the box to Diana. "Not exactly his size but it's half way close, right? I mean nothing actually could come close to him, but it'll do and it's representing your big man's favorite color blue."

Diana folded her arms. "How do you know his size?" She asked with an expression between surprise and anger.

"Calm down. Calm down. Before you cut my throat with your sword, let me simply say... I have a good eye for good things," she smiled.

Diana sighed again. She shook her head slightly and couldn't help but smile and laugh half amused and half embarrassed. "Thank you. Even though this is quite unnecessary and unsolicited, thank you for your help, Selina."

"Anytime, Princess! What are friends, like me for?!"

Now

It was satisfying for the most part and the thoughts of Kal made her body tense more but still this couldn't and wasn't even close to compare to the actual feel of him.

Tired of teasing herself, she insert the vibrator into her awaiting core and she feel her walls constrict around it. When she move it in and out, she began to gain a rhythm.

"Hmmm…. Mhhmm… ahh…." She moan.

Kal-El walked through the front door of his Metropolis home, dumping his keys on the hallway table. It was pitch black, but he didn't want to turn the lights on; his Goddess was probably asleep.

Great Rao, his Goddess. He hadn't seen her about a month that they've both been away. Being a reporter is one thing, but as one of the universe's greatest heroes, didn't really give you enough time for family. You're always away for days...weeks, and even months at a time going to different planets.

Kal and Diana knew they couldn't help it, though. It was their job.

Smiling, he walks into the kitchen, surveyed the room, his eyes catching on the fridge which was decorated with pictures of him and her. Cuddled together, smiling, pulling funny faces, kissing... It was all there. His hands traced her features on one of the pictures, and he felt the familiar urge to be with her, the urge he had been feeling for the last month. At least now he can do something about it.

He walked slowly upstairs, toward the only closed door and last room in the hall. The master bedroom. Anticipation filled his veins as he thought of even being in the same room as her, breathing the same air as her, looking at her, touching her.

He hoped Diana was sleeping well; he could hear the tiredness in her voice when he called her that morning and that worried him.

It was quiet and dark with a slight slip of moonlight; good, he thought, she sorely needs a restful night. He paused by the door, he heard her moan softly.

He opened the door gently and slipped inside the room. He was about to call her name when his eyes focused on the bed.

The sight that greets Kal as soon as he waltzes through the bedroom door is far from what he is used to. Diana was stretched out, her back slightly arched, knees wide, head back, lips parted, body bare. One hand teased at a bare breast, rolling a swollen nipple between its fingers. The other was tucked at the vee of her thighs, making small, fierce movements.

She was so beautiful it knocked the breath from his body.

Inside the room, he could hear another noise, a low, consistent humming. As his eyes adjusted more and more to the darkness, he could make out the shape of something clutched in her hand.

It took him a moment, but…

Where on earth had she gotten a vibrator from?

But it really didn't matter. Nothing mattered but the delectable sight before him.

He swallows hard as he watches the thing, pressing slowly into Diana. Watching her, listening to her heavy breathing and groaning. Watching her back arch made his manhood twitch with anticipation.

She turns the setting on that thing higher. Heat coiled inside her, tingled through her fingers and toes. Her breath came in short pants, her eyes shut tight. The vibrator cupped her clit, surrounding it with sensation, driving her hard. Her breasts ached; her core was slick and wet.

So close, she thought, oh, so close but she still couldn't quite reach.

"Diana," Kal rasped, his voice deep and husky. He slowly sat on the edge of the bed.

She gasped lowly and her eyes fluttered open. "Kal?"

"You miss me, Princess?"

Diana nodded slowly.

Kal trailed his hand slowly up and down her thigh making her moan.

"Keep going, Di..."

He trailed off as a smile bloomed on Diana's face; as her eyes dropped to the thickening bulge in his pants and then raised to meet his eyes again.

"Diana," he started again, but stopped abruptly when she shifted on the bed.

She dropped her outer knee as low as she could, ensuring he had a full view, and kept her eyes fixed on his face, plumping and massaging her breast, pressing the vibrator back into her.

Her stomach trembled as Kal's eyes went cloudy and dark; as his expression turned hungry and predatorial. He kicked off his shoes and prowled over to the bed, eyes hot on hers. He leaned over a little with one hand planted beside her head.

He captured her lips in a passionate kiss. "Let me," he said, and slid his hand over hers, taking the vibrator from her.

She drew a sharp breath as he increased the pressure, as tension began to build again inside her. He shifted, not letting up, raising himself up and over her. He traced the contours of her body with his free hand, making her quiver, winding downward until his fingers were stroking at her entrance, teasing. Her hands dropped to the bed and she clutched at the sheets.

"Kal," she whispered, "oh...oh my gods." Her eyes drifted shut and she pushed into his hands.

He licked his lips, letting out his breath heavily. The wet heat of her was intoxicating; he eased two fingers inside her and she moaned again. He was hard and aching now, watching her shudder beneath him, listening to the soft cries that started as he thrust his fingers in and out. She moaned and she arched her back, her legs beginning to shake.

"That's it," he crooned. "Just let go, Princess. I've got you."

She arched further off the bed with a louder cry, coating his fingers, his hand, with moisture as she came. He flicked off the vibrator and tossed it aside, letting his other hand rub against her throbbing clit to ease her down.

"Yes, Love..."

Kal smirked leaning down licking her folds and thrusting his tongue into her core, tasting her juices. He holds her hips and brings her towards him, making her thrust against his tongue.

He licked and sucked at her clit, flicking his tongue over her. She threaded her fingers into his dark locks, pushing his face deeper into her core. He wrapped his arms around her, grabbing her ass and continuing to lap at her. Diana screamed and her body shook as she came, her juices flowing out of her and coating Kal's tongue.

As she catch her breath, Kal moved up to kiss her. His tongue slithered into her mouth and Diana tasted herself on him.

Her eyes opened halfway and glimmered at him, heavy-lidded with pleasure. She pushed up on her elbows, then grasped his arm to pull herself up so they were face-to-face. They looked at each other, the sexual tension between them intensifying.

"Kal," she breathed finally, "I really missed you."

He raised a hand to stroke the side of her face, marvelling at the soft silk of her skin.

"I really missed you, too." He leaned in to kiss her softly. "So beautiful," he murmured, "so gorgeous."

She flushed a little, leaned into his hand. "My Love," she said back, and closed the rest of the distance to press her lips to his.

His mouth was soft and warm and yielding; she was so in love with the feel of him. Her nerves jumped and tingled; she started to want, all over again.

She kissed him, and he was lost. His hands moved, one to tangle in her hair, the other to grip her waist and tug her into him. He had to taste her; he licked at her lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as she opened to him on a sigh. He felt half-crazed as he kissed her, drowned in her.

Gasping for breath, he tore his mouth away to burn a path down her neck with hot, wet kisses, her skin salty and damp. He wanted to mark her skin; he suckled desperately at the juncture of her neck and shoulder, dizzy with lust.

"I need...I need to feel you, Kal."

His manhood hardened further at her words, pressing painfully into his pants. He managed to pull back from her; was gratified to see her face as driven as his, her eyes as wild as he knew his own must be.

Kal quickly pulled off his shirt. Diana ran her hands down his body, her fingers light and teasing. She leaned in to nuzzle at his chest, licking and sucking, as her hands worked the buckle of his belt; unbuttoned and unzipped his fly.

"Just let me…" he managed, pushing away with great force of will to stand beside the bed. He stripped off the rest of his clothing, kicking it away and climbing back onto the bed as quickly as he could.

She laughed softly into his mouth as their legs tangled together, as he covered her with his body, as he dove back into her kiss. She pressed into him eagerly, wrapping arms and legs around him to pull him closer. The head of his erection rubbed along her core, spreading her wetness, gradually starting to slide easily.

She whimpered, clutching at him, her hips twitching; she started to nip little wet bites along his jawline, the curve of his neck, driving him. Shifting his weight, he grasped himself and align himself to her, held still one moment.

"Please," she whispered again, mouth tickling his ear delightfully. "I want you."

He let out his breath in a long sigh and thrust into her, long and smooth. She fluttered around him and he groaned in appreciation.

"Di," he murmured, "Great Rao... Di."

He began to move, pull and push, deep and slow, savouring.

Diana drew a shuddering breath, trying to speak but couldn't. She buried her face in the crook of his neck and found his rhythm. They moved together well, in synchronicity, damp with sweat, skin sliding, breathing short.

Her body reacts to the intense rush he's giving her, causing her to climax. During her orgasm, Kal increases his pace. His grip on her hips gets tighter, as Diana began to climax again.

Kal longed to freeze time, to stay in the moment, a flash of perfection. But she was hot and willing and clinging, touching him, stroking, panting little encouragements into his ear — yes, like that; please, Kal; faster now; harder, just there; oh, oh, Love — and he couldn't stop, couldn't take it, could only obey.

He moved within in her now like a man possessed, driving into her over and over as she arched into him, her nails digging into his back. She cried out again, high and loud, stiffening beneath him, around him, coating him once more. He opened his eyes and pulled back to look, to see her face, and that was enough — he thrust again, hard, deep, and came in long, hot pulses, shaking with release.

He dropped into her as gently as he could, stilling himself. She tightened the grip of her limbs, welcoming, reassuring him, shaken inside with the intensity of their love making. They lay still for a few moments, then a few minutes, as their breathing evened out, as they calmed together.

When he felt her shiver a little, he rolled them to lay on their sides, then reached down and tugged up the sheet and blanket. She curled into him like always as she belonged there. He pressed a kiss to her damp forehead, then rested his cheek against her head. Sleep starting to overcome them.

"Selina took me to a store downtown to get that."

"Really? What made her?"

Diana looked up at him. "It was for me to get a little satisfaction until you got home."

Kal grinned slightly, a bit amused at the thought. "Did you?"

"A little bit but the more I thought about you, the more I wanted the real you."

"Well I have to say watching you was really sexy. I think we can put that into good use from time to time."

"You liked it? She said you would. Something about advancing sexual pleasures."

"I'll try any thing with you as long as you are happy and satisfied."

Diana smiled and cupped his cheek. "I love you, Kal."

"I love you, too, Diana."

They shared one more passionate kiss for the night. Kal held her closer to his chest as they drifted off to a peaceful loving sleep.