Respite

A little inspiration from "Cater 2 U" by Destiny's Child

London: Diana Prince's Condominium

Diana laid in the middle of her bed humming softly with her boyfriend of 2 years, Clark Kent laying on top of her. His arms wrapped gently around her frame. Diana's fingertips are light, tracing Clark's cheek, and he moans, nuzzles deeper into her voluptuous breasts. She is so soft, so soft and warm, and he would lie here forever if he could, head pillowed on her chest, ear pressed to her heart, the gentle lub-dub of its beating a susurration in his blood, and her lips are a faint brush against his hair, one tiny kiss, and then another.

Her voice was melodic and rendered him absolutely powerless with a word. It also filled his body with unexpressed joy when that same voice moaned his name in ecstasy when they made love, so light and breathy it usually brought him tumbling over the edge to join her in her pleasure.

"How are you feeling?"

"There's nothing that would ever be better than being with the woman I love," he whispers.

She smiles. "I love you, too."

Her hand that has been stroking his cheek moves to rest, a warm weight, between his muscled shoulders.

As was so often the case, Clark Kent and Diana Prince... as well as Superman and Wonder Woman, had been buried in civilian work and heroic duties, barely noticing the days go by. From stopping bank robbers to giant robots, off world battles and monsters from the depths of Tartarus to meetings at the UN, press or diplomatic conferences and deadlines... It was all so much to a point Clark and Diana needed a break and take time for themselves and each other.

Earlier

"Back to which you came, foul demon!" Wonder Woman yelled as she charged at the monster.

"Vic! Open the portal!" Superman said.

"Trying, Big Blue. Taking a bit more time."

"Damn. We don't have more time."

Superman's eyes went wide when he saw one of the demon's tails heading directly at Wonder Woman.

"Wonder Woman, watch out!"

Using his heat vision, he seared the tail off making the demon roar and even more agitated. He quickly flew over to Wonder Woman.

"Thank you, Superman," she smiled.

He smiled back.

All of a sudden there was another roar and a gust of wind.

"Superman! Wonder Woman! The portal is opening!"

"Ready?"

"Ready," Wonder Woman nodded.

Superman and Wonder Woman rushed toward the demon, giving all their might, punching it into the portal. As the demon was being sucked into the portal, one of its appendages, swung at Superman and Wonder Woman, striking them.

Superman grabbed Wonder Woman as they were knocked into an idle diesel.

"Damn thing...wanted the last hit! Stay here, Di."

"Kal? Kal, no! Wait!"

Superman rushes toward, blasting the demon with his heat vision.

Louder roar and a flash of light and the sound of an explosion.

"Ahh!" Superman was yet again thrown back, slamming into the ground.

His body was aching all over. He just laid there looking up at the sky slowly clearing.

"Kal?"

"It's gone?"

Wonder Woman kneeled over him. "It's...gone alright."

Superman chuckled. "That wasn't one of my best ideas nor reactions."

"I know." Wonder Woman teased, helping him up. "Take it slow."

"Damn." He winced. "I have a staff meeting in about 30 minutes."

"Go, Kal. We can handle the rest, which isn't much at all."

"You sure? I don't want to leave you."

Diana smiled and caressed his cheek. "Go, Love. I'll see you tonight."

"You are the greatest, Di," he said and kissed her cheek before flying off.

Daily Planet

Clark sat down at his desk and slouched in his chair.

"Man, you look like you just fought that giant animal morphed thing, CK. What happened?" Jimmy questioned.

"On my way, got caught in the middle of the chaos."

"Dude, seriously?!"

"Yep..."

"The only thing worth getting caught in the middle of the Justice League versus whatever is getting saved by Wonder Woman."

Clark chuckled.

"If you two are done with your delusional day dreaming, we having a meeting to get to," Lois said.

"Thanks for the unsolicited reminder, Lois."

She scuffed continuing to walk to the conference room.

Jimmy snickered. "Lois is just jealous Superman has been eyeing Wonder Woman. I mean they won't confirm anything but it's way obvious." He pondered for a moment. "Even I'm a little jealous. Of course Superman would have a chance no problem."

Clark raised his eye brows. "I don't know. I mean just because he's Superman, I think Wonder Woman would give him an even harder time getting her attention."

"What? No way?! He is Superman! But if that's the case I definitely don't have a chance." Jimmy shook his head.

Clark shrug. "That's just what I think, Jim. But still, Wonder Woman obviously isn't just an ordinary woman we would think or know."

"Yeah...you're right. But I'm going to continue to deny my chances are getting slimmer by the second."

"Ah, no worries, Jim. You'll meet someone special."

"Like how you met Diana?"

Clark's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but smile. "Yeah."

"I don't know how you did it, man. Diana's...wow."

"Diana and I have come a long way. Patience and just taking things slow."

"And luck...that I hope comes my way soon."

Clark chuckled.

"KENT! OLSEN!" Perry called.

"Let's go, Jim."

Clark smirked, shaking his head. It hit him like a ton of bricks, realizing he was pretty damn lucky to have Diana in his life. Having her to be his solace, moral compass, sentinel, partner, best friend, and love of his life. There had been something special about her since the very first time they met. Something that made him want to challenge himself and escape his comfort zone. Something that made him want to do more things, new things. Something that made him want to be a better version of himself. She made him feel so many things he hadn't ever felt.

Diana was so kind, soft, gentle, and all kinds of things he couldn't wrap his head around. All kinds of things that made Clark's heart beat fast and slow and stop altogether. All kinds of things that he didn't deserve, even being Superman. He was overwhelmed by her and couldn't get enough of her all at the same time.

It hasn't been easy for them but every trial they've gone through together has been worth it. He showed her in many ways that his love for her was real and he knew that hers for him was as well. He needed her to stay by his side, in his arms and in his life.

Clark sat there thinking about her like always in how she changed his life. He didn't have to lie anymore and hide from who he was. Their love towards each other is like nothing compared to anything or anyone else. Clark knew that, that'll never change and their love will never be broken….ever.

He glanced up at the clock counting down. He couldn't wait to get home to her.

London

Diana took a sip of her tea and sighed as she sat back on her sofa. It felt so good to be at home and be able to relax around in nothing but her robe. But most of all, she couldn't wait to have her man, Kal-El, with her.

She never knew what it was like to be truly in love before she met him. And that love could bring forth the greatest gift that was more precious than immortality.

When their eyes met for the first time, she saw something in those beautiful ocean blue irises that she was too naive to understand but made her warm all over and that of a fluttering sensation had ghosted into her heart with strong passion.

He was gentle with her. From the tender caresses to her cheeks to the chaste kisses, each touch felt like home. His soft touches were silent messages of love, tender affection and passion. The way he would comb her long dark tresses. The way he kissed her eyelids to soothe her. All any other touches that fueled her love for him.

She saw a vision that convinced her that something beautiful would blossom from their union...a future she never thought could be possible. She never wanted to lose this feeling that made her fly up to the heavens and beyond. A beautiful sensation that felt so strong and powerful.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at her door.

Diana opened the door and saw him just standing on the door step, leaning up against the side with his charming smile.

Her cerulean eyes surveyed his presence with a warmth that she only reserved for him, and his mouth went dry as he watched her blink happily at him. His body gave an involuntary shiver. The sparkle of pure, unrestrained love in those eyes could knock him flat.

Diana grabbed his shirt pulling him inside. Clark smirked walking in, shutting and locking the door behind him. Diana kissed him gently on his lips and he was quick to wind his arms around her body to draw her closer and deepen her kiss.

From the first moment his lips had touched hers, he had been absolutely addicted to her taste. She was exotic and sweet. His head spun as her lips moved softly upon his.

Kissing Diana was so much more than just kissing. He kissed her like she was the only air he could breath, the only cure to his sickness. He kissed her with all of the thoughts and feelings that clouded his mind and consumed his thoughts.

"I couldn't wait to get out of that meeting to come home to you," he murmured against her collarbone, his nose pressed into her curls, nuzzling into their softness and deeply inhaling her scent.

She smiled loving how he referred to her place as home.

"I know, Love. I couldn't wait for you to come home either," she said pulling away and bringing her hand to his face. "I asked our friends to handle things for us to have a break."

"Really? Well that's right on time because I told Perry I would be taking a few days off."

Diana lit up grinning joyously. "Well...well...this worked out very nicely," she whispered, running her fingertips down his chest to the hem of his shirt.

Clark smiled in response and she kissed him again before taking his hand for them to go to the bedroom.

"Clothes off, Beloved."

He slightly nodded and did as told.

Diana bit her lip watching him. He had a body perfectly sculpted by Adonis.

Clark set his clothes on the dresser and stood there waiting for her next instruction.

Diana slowly untied her robe and let it fall off her shoulders to the floor with a soft thud.

"How about a soothing back massage?"

"Oh...Di, you don't-"

She smiled. "Lay down, Love."

Laying on his stomach upon the clean burgundy sheets, Clark pressed his nose into the pillow, inhaling the light scent that she left on everything she touched. He inhaled like a man dying of thirst, craving her scent, her body, her everything.

He felt the dip of the bed as she joined him, feeling her body getting closer to his as she prepared her hands that both excited and soothed him. She straddled him, sitting on his lower back with her sweetly rounded thighs resting at his sides. As she leaned down to him, he could feel her soft breasts pressed against his back.

"Just relax," Diana whispered, her breath brushing against his ear.

Her hands touched his shoulders with their magical healing power. The very second her fingertips touched him, he felt completely at peace. Her fingers dug into his muscles, causing him to groan in relief as the knots realized they would do well to allow themselves to be conquered by her insistence.

Dians blushed at the sound of his groaning, and continued to move her hands around. She put a bit more pressure and massaging around his neck.

"I didn't know I was this tensed and stressed out," he moaned as she hit another knot.

She sighed and said, "Darling, even Superman needs a break, too." She made her way to his middle back. "I will see to this more often."

He chuckled. "It's a mandatory break?"

"And vacations..." Diana leaned down again laying on his back, her head next to his own. "We don't have to go far. We can stay in. The Fortress is always a joy," she said as he turned his head to face her. "I just want us to take advantage of the quiet times."

He kissed her cheek. "Of course, Di. That's all I want, too."

Diana smiled and rose up continuing to massage his back. She ran her hands lower and lower down his back until she came to his waist line. She then slowly bent down again and pressed a kiss on the back of his neck.

She trailed her hands slowly back up to his shoulders. Every time her finger tip even grazed his skin, it was like an electric shock was running through her body, sending her nerves on high alert. It was almost like touching Clark was like her own personal high and she could never get enough of it.

"Kal?"

"Yeah, Di?"

"I want you to know, you don't have to try to handle things like this by yourself. You have me. Just as you do all you can for me and take care of me. Let me do the same for you. We take care of each other."

Clark opened his eyes and smiled, flipping over making her heat come in contact with his own sex. He placed his hands on her thighs, as her eyes took on a loving glint as she smoothed both palms flat, running her hands over his rock solid abs. Sliding up and down several times, enjoying the varying textures she encountered.

"I'm grateful for you, Diana. There's not enough words that can express just how much. But I want to spend my life showing you."

Diana smiled, digging her fingers into his flesh. He bucked his hips against her, she gasped, leaning down to kiss his lips softly. Clark moaned into her mouth, Diana's hands stilling against his chest as the passion they knew for each other ignited. He bucked his hips again, she let out a soft quiet moan.

He gripped her hips softly and flipped their positions, he, between her legs.

It was true. Words were always going to be less than adequate and his hands were novels, and between the cracks in his palm were untold stories that he needed her so desperately to read.

Clark leaned down and kissed her. She tasted like honey, sweet and sugary and delicious, that and her flowery scent turned her into a garden he could walk through forever. His senses were overwhelmed with her and only her. Diana kissed him back wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist and bringing him closer to herself. She smiled into the kiss as he licked her bottom lip for entrance, she let him in and they started to battle for dominance.

With a swift motion, his strong hands latch onto her hips tighter and with precise timing, they finally connect. Her lips utter a gasp as his strength starts to take control. Her body arches upward, begging to be held, pleasured as only he can.

Clark had never seen a more erotic sight in his life than his beautiful goddess spread before him; her eyes squeezed shut, her head thrown back and her cheeks flushed with arousal. He leant forward with a groan.

The movements at first are slow. Each time they move together, their rhythm is well timed as their heart rate tries to catch up. As her hands latch onto his back, another satisfied gasp escaping her lips as her eyes close once more, his name getting lost in her pants as his eyes delight in her satisfied expression.

Their bodies are tired. Worn out from the day they had both had just endured but feeling each other giving themselves to the other so freely, eagerly and selflessly to make the other feel wanted, needed, desired and loved, newfound strength is born and happily spent just as fast during their romantic union.

Time seemed to slow as they meld together as one; move together as one, love together as one. Give and take. Up and down. Back and forth. Both wanting, taking and giving to the other at the same time. Heat rising. Love strengthening.

Diana can feel the end nearing. The heat between them as intense as their desire for fulfillment. Her lips utter another satisfied moan, her body arching upward as her lover applies a bit more strength and force as her legs tighten around the back of his legs; the sensation causing him to moan with delight and intensify his rhythm.

Clark's breathing shallows and another pleasurable moan is strangled in Diana's throat as her body starts to vibrate with his powerful momentum as the end races to meet them half way.

Diana's heavy eyes opening to stare at him, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as the tiny fluttering of her inner muscles turned into throbbing convulsions. Clark groaned and pressed her further into the pillowed mattress, her milking clasps bringing him to the brink.

They reach the end. Their heart rates near critical as they enjoy their climax, together. Hearts racing with satisfied pleasure. It's perfect. It fills them with warmth and ensures both are happy to have spent every last second of physical energy the friction between them had mustered.

His exhausted frame collapses on to hers. He raised his head to look at her, and she was positively gorgeous, with her heated cheeks and luscious lips that curved into a smile. She was breathing heavily, still recovering.

He caught her lips again, but there was nothing soft about the fervour he displayed for her kiss. He devoured her, his hands skimming down her body as he caressed her delicate curves.

As Clark buried his head between her breasts, Diana moaned and cradled him to her, her hands running up and down his back, feeling his muscles ripple pleasantly beneath her fingertips. Diana's voice low, humming softly. Her voice wrapped him, cocooned him. They stayed like this for the rest of the night. Their minds had only been filled of the pleasure of this moment and each other.