Friend You Can Keep
Inspired by Victoria Monet's F.U.C.K
Bold - Flashback
Saturday night: London, Diana Prince's Condominium
There was a gentle knock on the door and just getting out the shower, Diana wrapped her white towel tighter about herself, brushing her damp hair back from her face. She went to the door, peeking through the small window it held. Though his back was turned to the door, she could easily identify Clark Kent. Heat crept into her cheeks.
She unlocked the door and peeked out from behind it. "Kal, what are you doing here?" she asked.
He turned to face her. His features softened when he did so, and his lips curved into a small smile. "I suppose I caught you by surprise," he said, amused.
He stares at her towel-covered beauty. Although, he tries to hide the amusement, it is already obvious.
She smirked and blushed. "Yes, you kind of did."
"May I come in, anyway?"
"Of course." She nodded, and stepped aside, opening the door to its full extent.
Clark stepped in and Diana closed the door. She kept her hand on the handle and turned to face him.
"So, is there any particular reason that you wanted to see me?"
"It's personal," he smirked. "Are you surprised I'm here?" he asked, stepping towards her.
"Of course not." She averted her gaze.
Colleagues, partners, best friends, and secret lovers. Diana had tried to run away from these feelings, but there was no escape.
She was still against the door and looked up to see that Clark's ocean blue eyes were not far from her face. Her breath stuck in her throat. He put his arms on either side of her, trapping her between him and the door, staring into her face the whole time. Her heart rate increased and her breathing became ragged. It was the sheer intensity of his stare, the look in his eyes, and the slight upward curve of his lips that did it.
"Di," he said to her, looking down at her in the most intense way she had ever seen. "What is it?" he asked.
"I…don't know. I mean, I do know but…I don't understand… My feelings for you have evolved to something so unexpected." She turned her face away. "It still frightens me a bit. It's been a year. Such a rush. So much has happened between us."
Clark's right hand trailed up her arm and her neck, coming to cup her chin in his hand, turning her face to look at him.
"Don't be afraid, Diana. There's nothing to be afraid of."
"I don't want things to be complicated for us."
"It kind of already is with our everyday work but this…with us…it's not complicated, Diana. We can take our time."
It was ironic how ordinary the situation was, yet this was anything but ordinary for Diana…for both of them. She was so tense, she would have jumped at the drop of a pin.
"Gods…" she breathed out. "You aren't being fair now, Kal-El."
He grinned boyishly. "What is it, Di?"
"You've been on my mind all day. Wanting you to-" she paused and walked past him to the kitchen bar counter and leaned over it.
Clark was across the room and right behind her in a matter of seconds. She jumped slightly as he gently brushed her hair off her shoulder, baring her neck.
"I understand," he stated. "Let's just go slow tonight."
Diana sighed, nodding and smiled as she tilted her head to give him better access, but she didn't turn around.
Clark's lips skimmed her shoulder, kissing slowly up her neck, and she could feel his breath on her heated skin. Every nerve-ending in her body was on high alert, focusing on his touch. His fingers wove their way around her torso and pulled her against him. Diana could feel every inch of his body behind her – his firm chest, his strong arms which encompassed her, his hips, everything. She could tell he was as aroused as she was, and he did not attempt to hide it. Once he realized she was aware of how hard he was, he pressed himself even more firmly against her backside, teasing her.
Diana let her head fall back and closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of him. She turned around in his arms.
She expected an awkward silence to hang in the air but instead, she got his lips on hers. They pulled apart, and no awkward silence ensued because Clark starting grinning. Diana blushed as butterflies were erupting in her stomach. Clark leaned in and pressed his lips to hers again.
Diana immediately sunk into the kiss with every fiber of her being. It had been only a week since they had felt each other like this. His hands trailed down her back, and rested upon her waist, pulling her closer to him. He pressed his lips harder against hers to push the lip lock towards passion.
Then her lips slowed til their lips were frozen like they were stuck together. As she began to pull away, her tongue licked his lips in one final gesture.
That was when she saw it again, in his blue eyes. The same blue eyes that had intrigued her when she had first met him. The same blue eyes that had set her off so many times. The same blue eyes that she had often found herself lost in. Lost in the way that they could peer into her, lost in the way they could make the world around her disappear, lost in the way they could make her feel safe, make her feel comforted, make her feel needed, make her feel wanted. The way he looked at her, set fire off within her. That had scared her, scared her because of how intense it was, how intense it made her feel about him, about them. How far deep she was falling in love with him.
For the longest, she tried to deny that fire existing, because they were suppose to be just friends but it was just too hard to ignore. She told herself that the intensity she felt for him, he couldn't possibly feel that too. The all-consuming need to be with her, to have her, it couldn't be true. The passion, the want. He couldn't feel it too. But every time he looked at her, his blue eyes so deep, so soulful, so full of want, of need, of desire, she knew instantly he felt it too, the fire that was quickly threatening to consume her. The fire she had felt for years. The fire began to grow more and more intense when she had felt him place his hand on her arm when he slowly brought her into his embrace when he whispered her name when he brought his lips to hers.
The first time he had kissed her, it shocked her. She had seen the look in his eyes, the want, the need, the desire for her, they indulged themselves in friendly flirtation, embraces, even soft kisses on the cheek or forehead but she hadn't expected him to kiss her. So she had held still, taking in the feel of his lips against hers, the mingling of their breaths, the beat of their hearts in sync with one another. But when he whispered her name against her lips, that time shaky, still full of want, but a desperate want, she felt the desperation within herself and began to respond to his kiss.
1 year ago - Grouse Mountain, Vancouver
Superman and Wonder Woman landed on the top of the mountain.
"Wow. It's so beautiful." Wonder Woman was taken aback by the city lights.
Superman smiled and stepped behind her wrapping his arms around her from behind and kissed the back of her head. Wonder Woman tensed but then relaxed and placed her hands over his.
"It's very beautiful. Being with you like this makes it even more so."
His breath tickled her ear but her shiver came from the fact that his voice had dropped an octave and somehow got sexier.
Wonder Woman's heart fluttered. She titled her head to the side to look up at him. He was only proudly smiling down at her. He seemed to know exactly what to say to make her swoon.
"Kal?"
"Yes, Diana?"
"Why are you like this?"
"Like what?"
"So charming…so sweet, kind, and…"
"And what?"
"Flirty?"
He laughed. "I'm with the most gorgeous woman in the world. No…the universe. How can I not? But…if it makes you uncomfortable?"
"No…no…I'm never uncomfortable with you, Kal. I very much enjoy your company. I'm glad we have been able to spend more time alone. I can't believe I've been in man's world for 7 years now. I've met so many amazing people, however…"
"Hmmm?"
"For the past 5 years, I've gotten to know a very special man who has become my best friend."
He smirked. "Do I know him?"
Diana laughed softly. "Yes, you do. He looks like you actually. The hair, the eyes, the smile, both very tall with a godly physique. Although, he wears glasses and he is a reporter for the Daily Planet in Metropolis."
"Oh yeah, I know that guy. Clark Kent." He quirked his brow. "Do you really think we look alike?"
Diana nodded. "Identical twins."
"I have to admit I'm feeling a little jealous now."
Diana giggled again. "Why would you be jealous, Kal?"
"This reporter guy is your best friend. I wanted to be that and…maybe more."
"You can't be jealous given you already have a best friend. Isn't she an ambassador or something like that?"
"Diana Prince," he grinned. "She's gorgeous, fierce, intelligent. I could listen to her talk all day with her sexy voice. She is a goddess."
"Oh, it seems you have quite the liking for Ms. Prince."
"As you do with Kent. You and Diana are identical twins, too. She sometimes wears glasses or has her hair pulled back. But that doesn't change how you both have the same figure."
She raised her brow. "Oh, so you've studied my figure?"
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I can't seem to help myself with a lot when it comes to you."
She frowned confused and titled her head. "What do you mean a lot?"
"Hmmm…how about I show you?"
"How?"
"Like this…"
As he craned his head down, she gasped but he took her breath and locked his lips with her soft luscious ones. Gripping her upper arms so she couldn't pull away, he automatically pressed his lips harder against her own to push the lip lock towards passion. She tensed as shock filled her body as one of his strong arms wrapped around her waist. Years of sexual tension suddenly spilled out, and she couldn't help but feel a little drown by it all.
She closed her eyes and felt hormones race through her veins. He forced her to open her lips wide enough for his tongue to enter. As he did, she moaned at the sensational feeling. She wrapped her tongue around his as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
It felt like an eternity before they slowly broke apart. He had this cocky expression on his face while she had a shocked and dazed looked on hers.
"So who's your best friend now? Is it me or Clark Kent?"
She smirked. "Superman, Kal-El, Clark Kent all as one handsome man."
"Well then…Wonder Woman, Diana of Themyscira, Diana Prince all as one gorgeous woman is my best friend," he smiled proudly.
"And so, Kal…you just kissed your best friend?"
"And my best friend just kiss me back. I'm hoping to do it again, too."
His lips hungered for her lips again.
Diana smirked and pressed her lips to his, and the passion and sensual feelings began again. Her tongue pushed past his lips and her tongue dominated this sensual embrace, and Kal felt he was being drawn more into her.
Their heart was beating rapidly, and their heads were swimming in all this passionate affection. Massaging each other's lips so well; they could not imagine that they would want anything else to touch them. They were drinking each other in, hungering for each other's taste. Just as Kal's lips were getting used to all this attention. Diana broke the kiss and slowly pulled away.
"I have to get you home?"
"You can stay with me for a little while if you'd like?"
Kal smiled and took her hand intertwining their fingers as they flew off.
Arriving at Diana's condominium, she opened the balcony door and guided Kal to the living. Keeping the lights off, only with the luminance of the moonlight, they sat on the sofa.
"So…?" Diana started with a smile.
Kal caressed her cheek and leaned into her lips and his lips were on fire with the heat of passion from her. Diana pressed her lips, gently at first then pressed more deeply. Kal's tongue parted her lips and licked inside. The passion flowed back and forth between them.
Kal sat back on the sofa as Diana moved to adjust straddling him and they both basked in the intense passionate kisses.
Flashback End
Diana knew what he was thinking, she locked her lips with his again. Clark unwrapped her towel making it fall to the floor. Diana gasped then moaned in his mouth at the feeling of warm pleasure of her naked body being wrapped in his arms.
Clark couldn't take it anymore; he lifted her up and her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. He laid her on the sofa. Passionately kissing her then descended down, nipping her neck. She was a puddle on the sofa. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She looked up at the ceiling and closed her eyes with a pleased moan.
Slightly, he nibbled on the tender flesh, getting a gasp or two to fly from her mouth. One bite though, was so hard that she could feel his sharp teeth literally dig into her sun-kissed skin. She groaned and clawed at his jacket-covered arm. When he pulled away from his bite, on the force of habit, he licked the skin he had just dug his teeth into before kissing it, as if to soothe it.
"I just want to make love to you, Di," he whispered against her neck before pulling away and looked down at her through half-lidded eyes. "I have to have you," his voice was laced with all kinds of naughty.
"Have me, Kal."
He pressed his lips to hers in a slight touch before pulling away to take off his jacket and shirt. He quickly put his lips to hers again as his tongue wagered war on her own. Diana's lips and tongue invited him more into action, beckoning him to pour his desire into her. With their chests together, Diana moaned at the feeling of her soft breasts rubbing against his hard chest.
Gods, his body! So ripped and chiseled and muscular it was almost unreal. Diana's hands slid down his muscular abs, marveling at Clark's perfectly toned stomach, to his pants unbuckling his belt. She sucked his lower lip into her mouth and hiked her leg up around his waist.
Clark broke their kiss again, his lust-filled eyes locked onto her chest. He moved his mouth down her chest and brought a hand up to squeeze one breast. He flicked the tip of his tongue over one nipple and moved back to blow on it until it hardened almost painfully, then he swirled his tongue quickly around the other, leaving it nice and wet for his fingers to play with as he sucked the first nipple deep into his mouth.
"Yes," Diana moaned and arched her back as sparks of pleasure shot down to her core.
Clark smirked against her breast and rolled the nipple between his teeth. She ground her hips harder against his in hopes of releasing some of the growing tension, Clark pressed his hips firmly against hers and groaned around her nipple as his hands skimmed down her body.
"God, you're perfect."
"Kal…"
"You are."
She was all that he could see. Everything went fuzzy when he saw her. He thought it would never work with her because he felt she deserved so much. They were best friends. Diana would never want him to jeopardize their friendship. So, he was stuck but something within him kept telling him not to give up on a chance.
He remembered a time when Diana just looking at him, taking in his words, before she brought her lips to his cheek, leaving a soft lingering kiss on his skin. Watching intently as she had pulled away from him, he had taken in her beautiful cerulean eyes and felt floored by the emotions swirling within them. But what had struck him the most, was that he could clearly see how much she cared about him.
The revelation hadn't exactly been shocking to him. He knew how much she cared about him. But the extent of how much she cared for him, it wasn't until that night that he realized how deep that ran within her. In her heart, in her soul, she cared about him.
It hit him like a ton of kryptonite bricks, and at that moment as he looked deeply into her eyes, as he watched her smile softly at him, as he took in the rapid beating of his heart, the sense of completeness he felt just by being in her presence, the sense of completeness he always felt in her presence, he had realized that he was in love with her.
It had truly sent them both in a whirlwind at first, discovering being in love with their best friend. Though in public, they remained professional well at least tried to. Alone, they couldn't keep their hands off of each other.
8 months ago - Culture Summit
Clark Kent smiled and waved from across the room to Diana Prince. She smiled and waved back gesturing with her eyes for him to meet her on the side.
He nodded slightly and started walking toward a vacant corner table.
Clark cleared his throat, fixed his tie, and adjusted his glasses.
"Well, good evening, Mr. Kent. Glad you could be here."
"Good evening, Ms. Prince. And of course. I wouldn't miss anything you're involved with."
"Oh really? Wouldn't that cut in your time of involvement with Wonder Woman? It's been 4 months now right?"
Clark chuckled. "It's not what you think."
Diana raised her brow. "Really?"
"I mean…I'm following up with her for a story about her achievements since arriving here."
"Hm…interesting. And you want to get to know her more personally yourself."
"Well yeah, I would like to know a little more. I mean I know a lot already from what she's shared. It has been quite a pleasure and honor."
"Uh-huh… A pleasure. Quite a choice of word, Mr. Kent."
He chuckled. "You've met with Superman a couple of times at the Embassy."
"I have. He is quite the gentleman. I do enjoy the feel of his cape."
Clark quirked his brow. "His cape is all?"
Diana smirked. "Do you really want to know? Would that be on the record?"
"Ms. Prince, you know our personal conversations are always off record."
"Well…" Diana stepped closer to him and touched his arm. "He has such strong arms." She tilted her head slightly and smiled. "I'm sure you've heard how much you and he resemble." She squeezes his arm a bit.
"A little bit. I'm sure you heard how much you and Wonder Woman resemble."
"You think so, Mr. Kent?"
He smirked looking at her up and down.
"Those curves are a gracious giveaway."
"Is that all?"
"I'd have to have a bit more time alone with you to show and tell you."
"You still have a few more interviews. However, it seems you haven't gotten your exclusive interview with me yet. So we can talk more after the summit." She leaned closer to him and whisper in his ear. "Hyatt Prim Plaza. Floor 52. Room 620." Diana took out the extra room card from her hand purse and tucked it into his suit jacket front pocket. "Should be about an hour?"
"An hour is all I need to finish up here."
1 hour later...
Clark took the room key out of his pocket. He smiled to himself as the door clicked and he opened it. He walked in, closed, and locked the door.
"Ms. Prince?"
He stood suddenly awestricken at the sight of her standing in a sexy mauve satin V neck mini teddy lace chemise.
"Mr. Kent," she smiled. "I hope you don't mind that I've gotten…comfortable."
"Oh…uh…no…no." He cleared his throat. "I'm glad you're comfortable. Even more so like this with me."
She stepped closer. "So about the interview…"
Clark smirked taking off his jacket and loosening his tie.
"We can get to that later."
"I figured so."
Clark's expression, now dominated by lust and desire, reflected her emotions. His hands cupped her face gently. They were warm and made her feel cherished. Diana's heart felt as if it was going to pound out of her chest. Clark's movements were painfully slow, though, and the anticipation was killing her. He lowered his face to hers and noticed small details that could only be seen from inches away. She liked the intimacy and knowledge that her eyes alone got to witness him like that.
When his lips finally touched hers, he was so gentle. Then he surprised her, coming back to her with fervor. There was no doubt about his intentions – there was no trepidation. His hands gripped her face tightly as his tongue slipped into her mouth, setting the feverish pace that followed. Diana gave in to the overwhelming emotions and pressed herself against him as much as she could, but it seemed as though she would never get close enough.
She took off his tie and started to unbutton his shirt. She pulled down his sleeves. Clark quickly took off his shirt then broke their kiss momentarily to take off his undershirt.
Diana placed her hand over his siegel. Clark placed his hand over hers.
"What is it that you want?" he asked.
"All of this man standing right here in front of me. Kal-El, Superman, Clark Kent. You?"
"All of this woman standing right here in front of me. Diana of Themyscira, Wonder Woman, Diana Prince."
"Just us."
He nodded slightly. "Just us."
Clark's eyes penetrated hers deeply, as the hand on her cheek moved to grasp her hair and draw her face to his. Their lips hovered centimeters apart, his breath fanning out across her face as she arched closer, threading her hand through his hair before tentatively kissing him. A shuddering breath left her as their lips touched, the pillowed softness of his mouth more than she could ever conjure up in her mind.
Their kisses were open-mouthed, their mouths wet and gentle as they acclimated themselves to this new interaction. Clark kissed her bottom and then her top lip softly before pulling back, his eyes searching her face for her reaction.
Clark's skin was so soft and warm, and she could feel his heart beating against her chest. He gripped her ass, and Diana took the opportunity to wrap her legs around him. He gently laid her on the bed. The change in angle allowed them to be much closer than before, and a small whimper escaped his lips as he ground his hips against hers.
The feelings stirring in Diana were overwhelming, and she felt helpless to do anything but seal our lips back together with vigor. Their lips yielded as they grasped each other tightly, pulling and tugging until they were pressed flush together, their legs tangled as he ran his tongue along her lip, seeking entrance into her mouth. She allowed him into her mouth willingly, her tongue reaching out to greet his, stroking and caressing it as his flavor exploded on her taste buds. Musky and spicy and undeniably him, just like his scent.
Diana felt so at home in his arms, their mouths melded together in a heated, passionate kiss. No words were needed as he pulled her bottom lip into his mouth, sucking on it as she squirmed in his grasp, her arousal heightening.
Clark pulled back once it became apparent that he needed to breathe, and they laid there, their forehead touching and chests heaving.
He stroked his thumb over her swollen lips lovingly then sat up.
One quick motion ridding her and himself of their remaining clothing so he could feast his eyes on her completely bare form.
He leaned down and whispered sweet nothings in her ear. His words melted me in both its romance and eroticism. She whispered breathless pleas for him to kiss her deeper, to touch her everywhere, to move inside of her harder, faster. He kissed her lips tenderly. God he loved when she told him what she wanted. It only added to his primal need to make her feel intense pleasure, his primal need to push her, push them both off the proverbial edge.
The sensation of being joined together for the first time, of being one. It was simply remarkable. They made love several times that night. Slow, sensual, made for one another and one another alone. They found pleasure they knew never existed through the feeling of their bodies gyrating together; they knew they would never be the same. But they couldn't stop.
When it was over, and they lay wrapped in each other's arms, her head resting on his naked chest, they spoke to each other so softly, basking in the afterglow.
Flashback End
"What do you say we move this to the bedroom," he whispered huskily in her ear, before taking his lips in a slow kiss, increasing the wetness between her legs.
Diana nodded meekly as he grabbed Diana by her thighs, picking her up, her legs wrapped around his waist, never breaking their kiss. She heard a door being pushed open and being slammed shut just a second after. She felt herself be settled onto a soft warm surface. Their kiss was interrupted as Clark pulled back and sat up a bit to look at her. Gods the way he looked at her. Clark smiled, as he moved his thumb over her cheek.
He loved seeing her like this. Hair tousled, chest exposed, and desire in her eyes for him. He had wanted that, had wanted her for so long and now it's been a whole year and they are right here like this. He almost wanted to smack himself to see if he was dreaming, but he knew he wasn't. Everything felt so real, so acute, so intense for it to be a dream.
The pleasure that was running through him, making him feel like he could spark, the sound of Diana's breathing soft and deep and so damn sexy, the feel of her hips in his hands, his thumb rubbing against the skin of her stomach. This was most definitely not a dream. The way he felt about her, the way he wanted her, all of her...it was reality.
He watched as she looked back at him, a slight nervousness playing in her eyes, he imagined in regards to why he had stopped, about what he was going to do.
He didn't know how she did it so easily. How she could be so sexy and confident in one instant and then shy and reserved in the next, but he loved it. Loved that he could bring both sides of her out. That she could be in nervous anticipation about what he was going to do and then demanding and impatient about him doing what she wanted.
The way he would look at her sometimes, the way he could make her heart race, she had been in love with him, and making love with him just made sense. She thought back for a moment to the time only the thoughts of them making love, of Clark's hands and mouth on her, of Clark moving inside her, had invaded her dreams so much so that she would often wake up in the morning half convinced that what she had dreamed had actually taken place. Unfortunately, she had been wrong.
But now, none of it was just a dream. for an entire year, it has been real. It's real. By Gods, it is so real.
"When you want something, you want something, Diana. And I want to give it all to you. This is all I can think about. You just don't know how much of an effect my thoughts of you have had on me," Clark confessed, laughing when Diana's eyes widened in shock, though he could also see lust swirling in them as well.
He had every intention of joining them together, of being inside of her, deep inside of her, but he wanted to enjoy her body a little more before then.
Clark leaned in carefully and captured her lips with his. His kiss was light and patient at first but then a sudden fire ignited in both of them and they were hungry. Clark's tongue explored her mouth as her hand trailed down his chest again. His body flushed against hers. His hands roamed down the side of her body, while his tongue continued massaging her own. Diana's other hand fisted in his hair while his lips continued teasing her, they moved up and along her jaw. Then up to her earlobe which he lightly grazed, leaving open-mouthed kisses on it, sucking on her sensitive spot behind her ear. He then moved to her neck, nipping, sucking, and biting it, emitting breathless gasps from her and she knew there would be marks all of her body the next morning.
As Diana traced his muscles, which rippled underneath her touch, he shuddered and his mouth attacked hers again, both meeting in a frenzy of love, lust, and want. His hand traveled down her body, past her hip, and down her bare legs, resting on her calf. He suddenly grabbed it and hitched her leg over his hip, creating delicious friction between them. They both let out moans of pleasure.
"So gorgeous," Clark repeated, as he brought his right hand to her breast squeezing it, his thumb circling her nipple.
He moved his head down to her breasts, his mouth taking one of her nipples slowly into his mouth, as his hand continued to tease the other with his fingers. He could feel her arch her back, pushing her chest more into his mouth, more into his hand wanting more contact, and so he obliged, sucking hard on her nipple, hearing her gasp at his actions. Her breasts were perfect. They really were. The way they tasted...the way her nipples were so responsive to him, the way they seemed to fit his hands...perfect. So very perfect.
"Kal..." Diana groaned, feeling him pull his lips away from her, a gleam in his eyes.
She was about to admonish him but instead gasped lowly as he brushed his hands over her swollen nipples before getting on his knees in front of her.
She breathed out, whimpering when he brought his hands to her legs, moving them up, caressing her thighs slowly, causing goosebumps to break out along her skin. She bit her lip, biting harder when Clark touched a particularly sensitive spot on the inside of her knee.
He heard her whimper, knew what she wanted, and although he wanted to draw things out a little, wanted to savor her, he couldn't deny her what she wanted at the moment. Hell, he was more than aware that for the most part he really couldn't deny her anything, especially when it came to giving her the pleasure she so desperately sought. How could he, when she gave him so much? A look, a simple touch, a soft kiss, the batting of her eyelashes, and she could quickly have him on the edge.
Every time they're together, she had made him feel things he never thought he could. The heights she had taken him, the way she had moved against him, the way she had kissed him, touched him…no he couldn't deny her anything. Bringing his head down he took her breast in his mouth and, his tongue immediately circling her nipple.
"Oh Gods, Kal," Diana moaned.
The way he was wrapping his tongue around the nipple of her right breast, his hand moving over the other, his thumb whispering across her nipple…Gods, he made her so weak in the knees. Biting her bottom lip, she felt her teeth sink further into her lip as Clark moved his mouth to her other breast giving it the same treatment. Licking at her nipple, sucking on it before leaving little bites on her skin, she cried out his name over and over again as he continued his ministrations.
Gods it felt so good, he made her feel so damn good. She breathed out abated breath, her need and want to make him feel as good as he was making her feel, starting to overwhelm her. Bringing her hands slowly down his chest, she smiled as the action caused him to pull her body more into him, taking more of her breast into his mouth. She could feel him hard against her leg, and although that had been the case for a while now, although she had touched him, tasted him, had him inside her almost every night, it was like she was feeling him for the first time.
She couldn't help but gasp at the sensation. The feel alone of him against her leg letting her know how endowed he was. Every time was like the first she had learned the reality of that. When she had seen him for the first time as he undressed in front of her, as she laid in bed ready and waiting for him, she remembered gasping inwardly to herself. The size of him, the thought of him being inside of her a bit overwhelming. But he had fit perfectly, and the feel of him inside of her, the feeling of them being connected. It had been exquisite. The way he had moved inside of her, thrusting slow and sure, fast and hard, hitting places within her she hadn't known existed, causing sensation within her body that left her in mind-numbing bliss. Amazing.
At some points it had been hard to catch her breath, the sensation of him so hard and powerful within her, sometimes too overwhelming. But it had been amazing, and now all she wanted was to feel him, to touch him, to have him inside of her again and again and again.
Moving her hands to his pants, she pulled at his belt loop, as a signal for him to finally take his jeans off. She smirked a little to herself as she heard Clark moan against her chest as she brought her hands to the button of his pants. Placing her free hand on his face, she pulled his mouth to hers, kissing him deeply as her hands finished unbuttoning his pants before pulling down the zipper. She felt him kiss her more urgently, more desperately, spurring her on, and so she quickly slipped her hand down his pants, taking a hold of him.
It was her time to moan as she felt him fully in her hand.
He felt like silk, over hard steel. Smooth yet powerful. Capable of bringing her mind-numbing pleasure. Pulling her lips away from his, she leaned her forehead against his as she began moving her hand up and down his shaft.
"Diana…" Clark groaned out, the groan becoming louder as Diana began to leave open mouth kisses against his neck and jaw, her hand continuing to move up and down his member.
This should come as no surprise to him and it didn't. Diana had no trouble touching him. Of course, being an Amazon she was quite brazen. And he sure as hell wasn't complaining as he felt her hand move slowly up him once again, her thumb swiping over his tip.
"God Diana."
He quickly sat up again to take off his pants and boxers.
He stared with a smile at the wet folds of her glistening womanhood, while his lips traced past her hip, down her thigh, frustratingly close to where she wanted them to be. However, Clark didn't relent to her and proceeded to kiss down her leg, picking up her heel and licking it. He then paid the same amount of attention to her other leg, before rising up to where she wanted him to be. As he looked up and she saw the desire, passion, love, and pure lust in his eyes, she knew they were done playing and teasing.
He needed her as much as she needed him. He smiled and his large hands spread her thighs wide as he dipped her head to place gentle kisses on the sensitive skin there. Diana held her breath as she waited for his mouth to find her folds. She whimpered softly as he dove to her heated core, gasping as his tongue traced her slit, going up and down. He parted them and lightly teased her clit with his tongue, warming her up until he sucked it between his lips, first circling it and nibbling and sucking it, causing her hands to grip his hair tightly. Just as she was about to reach her climax he added two fingers inside of her and started pumping them in and out of her, all the while delighting her clit
Diana let out a loud moan as he held her hips in place and teased her entrance with his fingers. Clark released her clit and caressed it again with his tongue as he slipped two fingers inside her and curved them upwards to rub at her most sensitive spot.
"You make it so hard for me to take my time," he teased. His voice was husky and sent vibrations through her sensitive core.
Diana squirmed and whimpered something that vaguely sounded like his name. She nodded and gasped as his fingers continued their crooking motion inside of her, his tongue returned to her mound and gently circled her clit until she was panting and moaning his name. Tingles spread down her legs as she tensed and gripped the sheets in her hands, Clark grazed his teeth over her clit, and finally, she shattered with a loud moan arching her back off the bed and wailing his name.
She felt an unknown sensation come over her like the earthmoving, and she felt like she was climbing, reaching her peak. Her head was thrown back and her hands clutching the sheets as she reached the height of her climax.
"Clark!" She panted, bringing her head up and opening her eyes as she abruptly fell from her peak, her sex convulsing around his fingers and her arm and leg muscles contracting at a rapid rate, overloading her with bliss.
His tongue lapped up all of her juices as she came. That had to be the most mind-blowing orgasm anyone could ever have.
Clark rose up and letting her taste herself on his tongue. It was the most erotic thing she had ever experienced.
"Oh by the Gods," she panted as he gently laid his body over hers and softly kissed her jaw. She hummed at their skin-to-skin contact, he was so warm and hard and left her throbbing all over again.
Clark was determined to drive her to the utmost extremity of ecstasy.
Clark aligned himself against her as he shifted his weight to his forearms, then slowly started moving in through her slippery folds. He met her eyes, searching to make sure she was good because Clark would never go forward without being sure. His eyes holding an intensity that took her breath away. He saw her face glow in pleasure. Clark bent down and rubbed his nose with hers. Diana nodded and kissed him slowly, savoring his taste and warmth as he gently pushed farther into her. She cried out, clutching his shoulder as she felt her clit throb in reaction.
"Diana…" Clark breathed out, as he bent down kissing her in an achingly slow kiss, breathing out against her lips as he felt her fingertips brush at the ends of his hair at the base of his neck before her hand caressed over his back.
Not helping but to smile, he kissed her again, this time on her forehead, and then her cheek before returning to her lips, taking them slowly, savoring the taste of her. Clark lifted her leg higher around his hip and started his torturous pace, thrusting slow and deep, making sure he was as deep as possible before pulling back to thrust again. Diana curled her toes and tangled her fingers into his hair, she gripped his back with her other hand and dropped her head back as her body tightened with the build-up of her second orgasm.
Feeling him grab one of her hands with one his own, entwining them together, she brought her free hand to his face, her fingertips running along the skin of his cheek and jaw, as they locked eyes with one another.
"You're so beautiful, I can't get enough of you," he mumbled the words into her skin.
Diana swallowed hard around the lump in her throat, she held back the orgasm with everything in her.
"I could spend days exploring your body, you feel incredible."
"Oh, Kal…"
Diana buried her face into his neck and kissed the skin there as he rolled his hips to draw another moan out of her. Her nails dug into his back as the coil in her stomach tightened, she was desperate to hold on just a little longer but Clark's fingers found her clit and gently massaged it. She bit her lip and ground subconsciously against him, gritting her teeth as his mouth found the sensitive skin beneath her ear and latched on.
Savoring it all. The taste of each other…the feel of each other. Diana is hot and wet, clutching Clark tightly. Diana's breaths were fast and soft, blowing against his face, as she began leaving slow kisses on his jaw. Diana's hand, holding his tightly, their fingers just as entwined as their bodies. This moment, these feelings coursing through them. The intense want and need for each other, for the pleasure that only they could provoke, for the completion, strong and hard, that only they could bring to each other. Savoring every feeling, every sound, every touch, everything. But most of all savoring the beating of their hearts. So strong, so steadfast, for each other and only each other as one sweet melody. Like an unbreakable and infinite bond between the two of them.
He knew what he was doing. Knew just the amount of speed, just the right pressure to have her clutching him tightly, pleading for more.
"Clark, please…" She whispered as a hint for him to move faster.
Clark nod against her shoulder as he began leaving kisses along her jaw and oh did he obey.
When Clark began to thrust into her faster, Diana held onto him tight, pulling him impossibly closer, and she began to raise her hips up a little, meeting his thrusts, causing him to hit a particular spot within her that had her clutching his member tightly. Clark smirked, the smirk wiping immediately off his face when Diana clenched around the head of his member as he withdrew from her.
"Damn Diana," he groaned, his hand grabbing her hip as he thrust into her again.
"Yes! Gods, yes!" She screamed his name and she was too deep in the feeling of his warm manhood filling her inside.
The feel of him sliding along her walls inch by inch, her walls vibrating against him so seductively, it felt amazing. Giving such pleasure.
Being her best friend, being in love with her, needing her so damn much, he had always felt an intrinsic tug to be close to her. To be with her, to lose himself in her, to just drown in her, to just drown in the way he felt so deeply for her. Being so intimately connected with her…he never felt more close to anyone in his life except for Diana, and making love to her…Gods, it made it all the more clear how much he wanted her, how much he needed her.
"Kal," Diana moaned out, as she felt him pull out of her slightly before thrusting slowly back into her, holding still.
It was exquisite. The feeling of him so deep within her. The feeling of him touching so much of her, filling her so intimately. The feeling of him moving inside of her, touching places that had the power to make her feel mind-numbing pleasure, panting, moaning, calling out his name.
"Clark," she moaned again, as he repeated his actions, pulling out of her slightly, before thrusting back into her, this time hitting a particularly sensitive spot, the sensations it created, causing her to tip her head back.
Clark breathed in a deep breath, trying to calm his widely beating heart, trying not to surrender to the white-hot heat that was running through his body. Picking up his speed, he began to thrust into her more, his head dropping so he could take the nipple of her left breast into his mouth, his hand playing with the nipple of her right breast.
Diana cried out, the sensation of Clark pounding into her, and his mouth licking at her breast overwhelming her. Moving her legs up higher she pushed her feet into Clark's lower back urging him to go even faster, wanting him to come along with her.
The feeling of Diana's sheath began to flutter around him uncontrollably letting him know just how close she was. Taking his mouth away from her breast, he swallowed her moans with a kiss, his moans intermingling with hers as he brought his hand between their bodies. Using his thumb, he began to rub her clit slow and steady, in contrast to his quick and frantic thrusts that had his member withdrawing from her completely before pushing into her to the hilt.
"Gods!" Diana screamed as she felt suddenly hit her peak, stars bursting behind her closed eyelids, as her body seized up, her sheath clutching at Clark.
Burying her face into his neck again, she bit his skin over an area she knew was sensitive to her touch, her tongue soothing over it. Her action seemed to do the trick as she felt Clark thrust twice more into her, hard and sure, before he exploded deep inside of her, shouting her name followed by a slue of curses. Bringing her lips back to his, she kissed him slowly, moaning as Clark continued to pump into her, albeit more slowly, prolonging their orgasms, causing tiny sparks to continue to go off within her.
Diana felt him soften a bit within her. However, suddenly with strength, she didn't think she had, not after what they had done, she rolled over Clark forcing him down on his back, her on top. They were still connected with the change of position though she lifted up and forced her body down on him again. She moaned out feeling him hardening again, instant recovery, ready for more. That insatiable need for each other still burning through them. Diana slid her hands up and down his chest. Clark arched his back up and clench his teeth. Diana saw his face tense up and started moving her hips up and down achingly slow.
Biting her lip at the sensation, she rotated her hips, smiling to herself as she heard Clark literally shout her name. Clark grounded out, his hands groping her ass, as she continued rotating her hips in a circular motion, his member throbbing at the sensation.
Clark brought his hands up to run along her body. Smirking at her, he caressed her breasts and then her rib cage, before he moved slowly down to her stomach, his hands spanning its surface before his thumb flicked her clit once, twice, three times, listening to her gasp. He groaned in reaction at the sound, at the feeling of her sheath contracting around him as she orgasmed once again, his manhood, which was still deep within her.
"Kal…Gods, you feel so good," Diana whispered, breathlessly as her orgasm raked through her body.
Clark rolled them back over and slid slowly out of her, before pushing back in, her walls already fluttering again quickly around him. He kept burying himself in her and felt another of his orgasm come closer by every thrust.
Diana wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She threw her head back as Clark hit a sensitive spot within her.
"Yeah," Clark breathed out as he began moving faster, his manhood sliding in and out of her as he worked to bring them to completion.
He groaned as Diana brought her hands into his hair again, combing through it, gripping him as she began to move faster against him, her hips rising off the bed as she did so.
He could sense that she was close again, knew she was chasing her release, the release he was going to give her, the same release he could feel. White-hot heat was making its way fast up his spine and he knew it was only a matter of time before they both fell into oblivion.
Groaning at the thought, he moved his hand to her trembling legs, hooking them higher on his shoulders as he began to pound into her, biting his lip as she began to flutter around him before she orgasmed suddenly. She cried out as her walls spasmed around him, her teeth latched onto his shoulder as his moans gave way to little gasps and his pace increased as he finished with a groan against her neck. He watched as she grabbed her breasts in reaction, her head tipping back in pleasure as she shouted his name, and that was all it took for him to fall off the edge, coming hard inside of her, her sheath milking him dry.
He breathed in a deep breath, moaning as her sheath continued to flutter against him as tiny aftershocks ran through their bodies. For several moments they laid tangled together, just breathing and exchanging lazy kisses. After a few minutes, he pulled out of her slowly, hearing her hiss at the action, the loss of them being connected so intimately. Diana squirmed a little at the empty feeling between her thighs. He chuckled, listening to her trying to calm down her harsh breathing, he began to leave kisses along her shoulder, his hands rubbing at her arms. He couldn't help but smile against her shoulder as he felt her rub her hand down his back, he knew in her own effort to help him calm down.
He loved this part. Basking in the afterglow with her. Just being with her. As much as he loved making love to Diana, pushing them both over the edge, losing himself in the pleasure they gave one another, he quickly found he also loved the moments after. Holding her, kissing her…just being with her.
Clark pulled her lips close again for a lingering kiss.
Diana whimpered and smoothed her hands over his abdomen. She was teasing her nails over the skin and watching his muscles twitch. Clark groaned momentarily breaking their kiss. Diana smirked and rolled their hips together earning her a growl. Clark smirked back, grabbing her wrists pushing her hands up above her head, and intertwined their fingers, leaning down to press a filthy passionate kiss to her mouth.
The next morning...
Diana woke up yawning, she sat up and looked over to see Clark laying on his back snoring. She couldn't help but giggle softly knowing he didn't need sleep, never slept much actually but because of their nightly activities tiring them both out, more than their missions even, it seemed he had been sleeping much more.
She turned sitting on the edge of the bed for a moment before attempting to get up. She was still exhausted thanks to Clark.
As she was just about to make her attempt, she jumped slightly at the feel of warm lips on the small of her back.
"Kal?!" She turned slightly to see him grinning.
"Morning, Diana."
"You were just snoring seconds ago."
"I didn't feel you. I didn't want you leaving."
"Kal, this is my place. Where am I going to go?" She paused. "You meant that differently, didn't you?"
"I did." He sighed and sat up leaning against the headboard. "I know we need to talk about last night and every other night or day we've spent together like this, this entire year, Diana. I know we do." He felt his heart hammer in his chest.
"What are we?" The words slipped from her mouth before she could stop them.
"What do you mean?"
She looked him intensely in the eyes. "Our relationship. What are we?"
"Diana, we are so many things to each other."
"We'll always be best friends, won't we, Kal?" she asked faintly.
"Of course, Di. Why wouldn't we be?"
"I don't want you to leave either."
"Come here, Diana."
She scooted back on the bed as Clark leaned forward gathering her, pulling her close to his body with her back against his chest. He held her tight as he would never let her go. His fingers gently rubbed the back of her hands, almost intertwining their fingers before he moved them again in a slow and tantalizing rhythm. She seemed pacified by this, and he could feel some of the tension leave her body, but he could tell without a doubt that there was also something else on her mind.
"Diana, I know it's been a rush. We hadn't had that deep of a conversation about this. I'm so sorry. I don't want you to feel any pressure and I will never pressure you into anything. I'll be whatever you want me to be, Di. But know that always and forever, I'm your best friend. I'm right by your side, okay?" He lifted her hand to his face and kissed her knuckles long and hard.
Diana sighed lovingly. "This is what I mean. The things you say, the things you do for and to me. This is why my feelings for you are so strong. I don't regret what's happened between us. I could never regret being with you. It is been incredible," she said breathlessly. "Kal, being with you…I'm happy. Always. You make me smile, you make me laugh, you are always there. I just…this morning all these thoughts kept running through my head, and I got worried that what has happened, what could happen, had the possibility of ruining our friendship. It's so unexpected for me with everything I've been told dealing with relationships. Man's world has been an extraordinary adventure. Everything I've experienced has been a life lesson and I cherish it all. I love being Wonder Woman, no matter how tough the missions are sometimes, it's an honor to fight to protect the innocent and bring peace. I love my work as Ambassador. To be able to travel and learn about the unique cultures of the world. To help and teach where it's needed. That was and still is my focus. But it's not my sole focus. Because of you, outside of work and my…extended family drama, I have something more personal of my own. I can't imagine my life without you now. I don't want to." Diana whispered tears welling up in her eyes, smiling through the few that fell when Clark reached forward and pressed a kiss to her temple. "I mean who am I going to complain to while watching overdramatic movies and tv shows," she stated teasingly letting out a small laugh when Clark laughed.
Diana held his hand tighter.
"It was at first just a dream of what if between us. Now that it's our reality, sometimes I'm unable to think about anything else except having your hands all over me. That's when I feel my control snap. The control of my heart I had been holding onto for so long. To move so fast, to let my desires consume me so much. But it's you. My best friend. You support me. You listen. Being with you, giving in to that need, the want that had been consuming me. The need and want that had her body screaming out for you. There's no weakness to that. And most of all, I trust you," she stated with conviction. "When we first made love, that experience…it was beyond magical. The way you kiss me, the way you touch me, the way we are connected….it's all so intense. It's in your eyes. Those soulful eyes locked with mine practically the entire time we make love. Tells me so much but…"
"But what, Di?"
"I feel sometimes this is selfish of me."
"Wait a minute…what?! How is this selfish?"
"You shared with me the memories of your childhood in Smallville. That you wanted what your parents had. The…domestic life. You make things so simple for me but…my life isn't simple. I don't live by those set ways. That's not fair to you."
"Di…no…Diana…" he paused and sighed. "No. That's not what I meant at all. Turn around and look at me."
Diana turned to adjust to straddle him. Her hands were placed on his shoulders. Clark brought his hand to her face, cupping her cheek, his thumb caressing her skin. Diana could feel her heart race rapidly, the look in his eyes stealing her breath away.
"Yeah, I was raised in a small simple quiet town. But Diana, that was just on the surface. I told you last night, we both have it complicated. It wasn't all the way simple like that for me. Not with being who I really am. I've told you before how I always had to be careful with my powers, especially with them developing, I didn't know what to expect. Keeping secrets, no one to talk to. It was very complicated for me and my parents. But they made the best of it all to make sure I was protected. I admired the relationship my parents had because of their partnership. They went through their share of ups and downs together and got through it all together. They raised a super-powered kid to the best of their abilities. Diana, what I want is that kind of partnership of understanding. That's all. Everything else can fall where it may. We don't have to think that far ahead right now. But having you just like this is what I'm grateful for. We are so far from normal, I never expected anything like that. What we have between us is just right for us. It's as simple as it can be for us and that's fine with me."
Clark tugged her face close and kissed her wet lips, kissing away her doubts and worries. The soft-touch of his lips against hers was comfortable and she felt his devotion and honesty. They both knew this was going to be hard, but it was worth it. Diana trailed her hands along his chest, drawing shapes and circles, sending pleasurable tingles throughout his body. Diana moaned in his mouth feeling Clark slide his hands along her back, one hand coming to rest on her lower back, the other on her hip. Breaking their kiss, Clark kissed her forehead.
"Listen, Di…There was one moment, where I had doubts too because it does seem like I'm just a guy from a small town, even with being Superman. The powers never mattered. You deserve luxuries and-"
"But that's not the kind of luxuries I want."
"I know that now and that's what I want to continue to give you. What you truly want is priceless. Diana, I want to continue showing you how grateful I am that you chose me of all people to open up to and trust. I knew it was a chance that this wouldn't happen but I had faith to take the other chance because my heart said that we could have something special. You've made me feel so much of everything. You are everything. You say you aren't perfect. But you are to me. So perfect, so beautiful it can take my breath away. Beautiful and sexy…...so damn sexy. The way fire burns in your eyes, that fierceness, and stubbornness. Your selflessness to put anything or anyone before yourself to help. You light up every room you walk in. Your laugh is infectious. You have given me a sense of happiness I never thought I could have. You make me feel something I had never thought I would be capable of. That was what drew me to you," he said, watching as Diana bit her lip at his words. "It has all hit me at full force, falling for you. My love for you, Diana," he said without hesitation.
Diana's heart fluttered. "You love me, Kal?"
"Yeah," he said softly, bringing his hand back to her face, his thumb rubbing her cheek. "Of course I do. I love you more than I can say, Diana. I can show you more than anything."
It just came out…..felt so natural. To tell her that he was in love with her….it felt right.
"But as I said, I don't want you feeling pressured. I will never leave you, you can't get rid of me. Ever. I'm here to stay. I couldn't imagine a life without you either, Di. Whatever domestic living means for us, there is no doubt in my mind that no matter what happens, we will always have each other. We will be thousands of years old. We will-"
Before he could finish professing his love, Diana captured his lips for a second time in a tender kiss, moaning as he deepened it. They explored each other's lips. Clark felt Diana's tongue snake out of her mouth and move slowly over his bottom lip. He had brought her impossibly further into his body and brought his hands into her soft silky raven hair, before tipping her head back and kissing her deeper, more fervently. After several long minutes, they had broken apart, the need for air having them panting into one another's mouths as they leaned their foreheads together. He watched as a smile illuminated her face. He smiled back at her before taking her mouth in another kiss, unable to resist his need to taste her again, to feel her again.
"Kal," Diana whispered, watching as Clark smiled at her softly.
"You've kept me on my toes, you've challenged me, you've set off a spark inside of me. When I met you no one had ever done that," he explained, watching as Diana smiled softly at him.
Diana rubbed her hand through Clark's hair, watching as he returned her smile.
"My whole life everyone saw me as just Clark Kent or now just Superman. Two different people. But you see all of me."
"Just as you see all of me."
"I like doing things with you, too. Love actually, because it means I get to truly just be myself. Completely open and honest. You're my best friend, Di. I love spending time with you, being with you. That's all I want. Especially when we're doing this," he smirked, before bringing his lips down to hers and kissing her softly.
"I do too. A lot," Diana stated, letting out a small laugh when Clark smirked against her lips.
"Let's just enjoy the now, Di. When it's time, we take whatever the next step for us is. We don't have to think that far just yet. So when you're afraid, when you have your doubts, talk to me, okay? I'll do my best to make it better," Clark promised. "There should never be any hesitation between us."
"There isn't and won't be," Diana stated, feeling her heart race at the conviction in Clark's eyes. At the sincerity in them. "For the record, I love you, too, Mr. Kent," she whispered, watching as a wide grin broke out on his face. Grinning back at him, she felt it grow bigger as Clark kissed her softly, deeply, before pulling back and resting his forehead on hers again. "For all those beautiful things that you just said to me, for always making me feel comfortable. Amazing, wonderful, inspiring….you. I love you and it feels so good to say it out loud." She locked her eyes with his.
"You are breathtaking, Diana," he said, watching as Diana began to blush profusely. "God I love when you blush, especially knowing that blush reaches everywhere," he groaned, as he brought one of his hands to her bare shoulders, caressing her reddened skin. "It's sexy," he told her, watching as a wide smile broke out onto her face, the sight of which made his heart beat faster.
He watched as Diana's blush bloomed more. However, as she bit her lip, he knew that the red hue coloring her skin was not just from shyness, but from heat, the heat he knew was similar to the type that was running through his body. Diana caressed her hands up and down Clark's massive strong arms. She let out a soft giggle as he kissed her neck, before moving up to her ear.
"I'm proud to be the man that can make you blush like this," he whispered, smirking as he heard Diana moan when he kissed her neck once again.
"No one else…just you. Just us."
"Just us…"
Clark looked at her with a smirk firmly planted on his face. He brought his lips to hers, kissing her slowly.
"So as I was saying, I'm going to do any and everything to you that makes you blush, Diana. When we make love, after we make love…" he stated as he ran a hand slowly over her body, watching as said blush crept to her face, infused her body again. "You can bet this gorgeous ass of yours I'm going to make sure you're blushing all the time."
Diana bit her lip as the sensation of his hand moving over her skin made something in the pit of her stomach stir. She giggled again as he squeezed her rear.
Clark couldn't help but smirk, moving the back of his hand along her collar bone before he removed his hand, replacing it with his lips. Hearing her sigh, he brought his arm around her lower back as he left feather-light kisses along her skin, his tongue sneaking out every so often to taste her. She tasted so sweet, like vanilla and honey. Diana moaned as Clark began to suck at her skin, his teeth grazing her ever so lightly.
"Gods that feels so good, Kal," she told him, bringing her hands to his hair, holding him in place.
"Hmmm, that sounds familiar. I think you might have said that a few times last night," he whispered in Diana's ear before he began trailing kisses along her neck.
He began to suck hard on her neck, his tongue lapping at her skin.
"Clark, you better not be giving me a mark. There won't be enough time for it to go away if we have to go out," she warned him.
Though her body told her to shut the hell up because truth is told, she didn't want him to stop, the sensation of his lips on her skin, the sensation of his tongue lapping at her pulse point, so damn good.
"Diana," he whined.
He couldn't chastise himself for doing so. Couldn't because he had a desperate want and need to mark her. To see the red marks on her perfect sun-kissed skin and know that they were there because of him because he had had his mouth and tongue on her.
"There's so much that my hair can cover-up," Diana said, laughing when Clark pouted at her. "I mean there is the trick of makeup powder Dinah told me about."
"That works…it can totally work. Or I'll have to come up with something for you in the fortress lab?" he asked with a smirk.
"Clark," she laughed again, shaking her head.
"Fine, fine" he groaned, leaving a lingering kiss on Diana's neck before pulling away.
He laughed when he saw the small scowl on Diana's face.
"What is it?"
"I didn't say you had to stop," she blushed a little at her words, watching as Clark raised his eyebrow at her.
"Can't resist me, Di?" he asked with a laugh, it increasing when Diana hit his arm playfully.
When he looked at her like that, his blues eyes like the ocean, that at any moment he would devour her, pleasure her in any way possible. Well, she found it hard to resist anything when it came to him.
She ran her hands slowly up his arms before wrapping them around his neck.
"No, it seems I can't I resist my handsome best friend," she confessed, her blush blooming more when she took in the heated look in Clark's eyes at her words. "I have to ask though…why is it every time I try to move and get up, you pull me back and have me in a different position?" she asked teasingly with a soft laugh.
"Well, it's very hard to resist a gorgeous goddess," he said, groaning when Diana began leaving kisses along his jaw. "And like I said earlier, I don't want you to leave. I want you right here with me so I can spend all the free time we have putting you in as many different positions I can."
Diana gasped a little, at the feeling of him hard against her thigh, the way his hands were moving over her body, and at the fact that she had him obviously so worked up. It was a heady feeling knowing that she could cause such reactions in him.
"God, Diana," he groaned out as she reached up once again and began sucking slowly on a sensitive part of his jaw.
He closed his eyes giving into the sensations she was causing to boil within him, giving in to the way she felt in his arms, her body pressed tightly against his. She had him so hard and wanting, his need to bury himself between her legs so strong he swore he was throbbing. It didn't help that Diana had begun to rub against him, her hip undulating into him.
"Di.." he warned.
"Yes?" she asked coyly, her eyes looking up through her eyelashes.
"Diana..." he breathed out before her lips took his in a slow, deep kiss.
Feeling the heat between them intensified once again, as the passion in their kiss was ignited. He wanted her again. Wanted to make love to her, it felt fitting after what they just shared, after what they had told one another.
Diana held on to him, falling into his body more as his tongue brushed across her bottom lip, before she granted him entrance, moaning once more as he tangled her tongue with his own.
Gods she loved kissing him, desperately so. Every time he kissed her, she could tell he was trying to take her in. All of her. That he was trying to taste, touch, feel all of her. Her heart, her soul. She knew that he wanted to drown in her, the same way she wanted to drown in him.
Clark felt his manhood twitch and pressed it up against her. With his hands on her hips, he raised her up a bit then lowered her down, sliding his tip inside. Diana gasped and dug her nails in his shoulders.
"Diana…" The feeling of her inside squeezing on him was overwhelming.
"Oh my Gods, Kal."
He laid her back down entangling them back into the already messy sexed-up sheets, slowly pushing deeper into her.
"Damn…" he moaned deeply, biting his lip as he felt Diana meet one of his thrusts hard.
"Yes, Kal…" she moaned in a breathless affirmation against Clark's lips as he kissed her fervently, arching her back.
He looked at her with devotion, happiness, and love in his eyes, and she stared back at him with a slowly growing tear in the corner of her eye.
Diana caressed his cheek with her thumb and captured his lips once more, moaning into them, as she felt him kiss her deeper, his tongue begging for entrance, which she had quickly granted him.
"I love…you, Kal," Diana whispered against his lips.
"I love you, too…Diana," he said, taking her lips again in a passionate kiss.
There were no doubts, no reservations, no irritating voices in their heads telling them this couldn't be true, it could be right. This was everything and more. This was right, this was perfect. Best friends in love. They didn't have to worry about anything further. He loved her and by the Gods she loved him. So much. Completely and entirely. They moved against one another, each of them bringing unadulterated passionate pleasure to one another in their movements, each of them bringing one another ecstasy as their hands touched and caressed, lips trailing all over each other's heated skin, each of them bringing the other to the edge, to the point of no return.