July 6th 2016 Hall of Nevers, Brightedge City, 10:00 A.M EDT


Coming home was amazing. When I woke up the next morning the first thing I heard was paws on the floor as a big furry shape came soaring through the air, slamming into me like a fuzzy mortar shell. I laughed, ruffling Magnus's fur behind his ears. "Hey bud, guess you missed me huh? You get sick of being surrounded by nothing but women most of the time?"

I carried him into the living room where I found my daughter sitting at a table with some crayons, Cassie and Leslie sitting on either side of her coloring. Her head snapped up as I came in. "Papa!" She cheered, blurring up over the table and straight at me. I caught her after juggling Magnus to one arm.

"Hey pumpkin." I said with a laugh. "Having fun with aunt Cassie and aunt Leslie?" I grinned at them. "How did you two get stuck with babysitting duty?"

"Amy asked us to watch her." Cassie said shyly, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. "Zee asked her to gather everyone together for some kind of big meeting. I thought they would have pulled you into it."

I shook my head. "Nah, if it's the one I think it is I'm not supposed to be there." She was probably passing out assignments based on the note I gave her back in Storybrooke.

"Oh." She said with a blush. "I was hoping we could spend some time together soon. Like we did on our trip? I had a lot of fun. You could invite Cherry again if you want, but I would prefer it was just us."

Winking at the pretty demigod, I chuckled. "It's going to be busy for me soon, but I'll do my best to make time. I had a lot of fun too. If you want someone to join though I think maybe Donna should be the one." Cassie bit her lip, pupils dilating at the idea. It sounded like a blast to me too, and I made sure I'd make time for it. "Anyway, was Ingrid present at the meeting?"

She shook her head, probably as much to clear it as to indicate a negative. "She's up in her office. She just finished a session with Jade I think."

I thanked her, passed the dog to my daughter with instructions to play nice and then left her to get to know her furry friend as I made my way to the room where my live in psychiatrist hung her shingle.

The trip this time had been…a lot. Not in a whiny 'I need validation' way, but I'd discovered a ton and Ingrid had a way of helping me make sense of things. Plus Dinah and Amy would be happy to hear I talked to her and it might buy me a bit of extra good will so it was a win win.

When I arrived, I knocked on the door and she called me in. I opened it, and when she spotted me a big smile crossed her pretty face. "Nicky!" She said happily. "It's good to see you back. I heard you had quite a trip, were you hoping to talk about it? I met Sindella earlier this morning, she's a lovely girl."

"Yeah I have some time." I shrugged, closing the door and walking over to slump onto the couch across from her. "So how much catching up do you need?"

She shrugged. "Why don't you just fill me in on all of it from your point of view." So I did, spending the next twenty minutes on describing everything that happened. When I was done, she nodded thoughtfully. "I see."

"That's it?" I asked with a laugh. "I have a brother and I fucked my mom into a drooling coma. This is the stuff a therapists dreams are made of."

She shrugged. "I don't think your carnal interest in your mother is Freudian. I don't think you ever cared enough to develop those sorts of impulses, despite what she may have said to get into your head. I think you're simply the type of man who believes sexual dominance is the only way to establish a lasting bond with a woman."

"That's not true." I disagreed. "I mean, I was fine with bonding with Snow and Emma."

She waggled her hand. "Somewhat. You see women as objects, but treasured objects, and you don't want to take them from those that treasure them when you see those men as peers. In the same sense you relish taking women from those you see as inferior."

"Ok." I said with a shrug. "And are you going to try to fix that? Teach me the error of my ways?"

Her eyes glimmered with amusement. "I'm not. Possessive instincts aren't ideal, but they're better than not caring, and better is good. Not to mention that your draconic nature changes things. Psychological health is most likely different for dragons and humans. You've made great strides, even being here is proof of that."

"Great enough strides to fuck you?" I joked, remembering a conversation we'd had a while ago.

To my shock, she seemed to consider it. "I did say I'd reward you for breakthroughs. Very well. I'll fellate you at the end of the session if you'd like. Or I can stroke you to climax manually with my breasts out. The choice is yours."

My brain blanked out for a second. "Um…I'll take the blowjob. When we're done."

"Very well." She said with a soft smile. "I'm quite unpracticed at fellatio, so you might need to guide me. I'd be happy to let you 'fuck my face' as you might put it."

My eyes narrowed. "You're baiting me, trying to get me turned on. Why?"

She grinned at me. "I'm not a machine, Nicky. I have needs too. I like the way you look at me when you get excited."

"Plus people making strides on their mental health turns you on." I said bluntly. "I've sensed that before. Knowing I'm making progress is making you horny. Do I need to point out again how unhealthy it is that you get sexually excited by being useful in a professional capacity."

That got a laugh. "Not at all. I'm well aware of my own shortcomings. All therapists need therapy after all. But as amusing as this is, I have other things to ask about. Your encounter with your mother was secondary, tell me about your brother?"

I blew out a breath. "Rumple…poor guy got a raw deal. The world he lives in is so black and white, so obsessed with good and evil. My brother could have lived a good life in shades of grey, I think, somewhere less morally obsessed. Some kind of weird narrative bullshit forces people there to choose a side or to stick with one chosen for them."

"Do you see yourself in him?" She asked poignantly. "I know you well enough to presume that your empathy stems from personal experience. That's how you connect."

Shrugging, I waggled my hand like she had earlier. "Somewhat. His powers control him in a way that my mother's fragment did most of my life. I want to help him, show him he can just drop all the baggage and say fuck it, but in his case the baggage is his power."

"Does that disappoint you?" She asked sympathetically. "Do you want to see better from him?"

I just snorted. "Fuck no. I get wanting power, and not being willing to let it go. I'm not one of the goody-goodies from back there trying to force him to become a heroic martyr. I just feel bad because his power sucks and he deserves better. I'd offer to give him some, but Rumple, for all his faults, isn't one to bend the knee."

"You don't think he would accept?" That seemed to interest her. But it wasn't what I meant.

"I think he would." I clarified. "And that he'd grow to resent it and then eventually try to kill me to get out from under my power, and that I'd have to kill him in return. Rumple is the kind to do anything for power and then get buyers remorse."

She nodded. "He sounds like a trying person. But it also seems like you connected with him more than you expected. Is that because you've only ever really been close to your father?"

"Maybe." I admitted. "I've had friends. My buddy Zach, Waylon, but that was mostly when I was a sociopath so it didn't really take."

Making an intrigued sound, she mulled over my words. "I think it's a good thing." She decided. "To find someone to connect with platonically, even a family member. What about your daughter? We haven't talked about her yet." I raised an eyebrow and she shrugged. "I'm well aware you're just killing time during Zatanna's meeting, but I do plan to get as much from this session as I can."

"She's…weird." I shrugged. "Not bad weird. But the way I feel about her. Protective and affectionate. Not in a gross way." I assured her. "Never that. It just seems wrong. More like she's a part of me. Like a limb."

"I've heard parents make similar statements." She nodded. "One of the more eloquent patients I had described having a child as cutting your heart out of your chest and letting it walk around."

I snapped my fingers, pointing at her. "Like that!" I said with a grin. "It does feel like that. Except my heart is stupid and could potentially blow up the world. But she's so…amazing. Like everything she does makes me proud even if it's basic shit."

"I think." She laughed. "That in this you feel like every parent I've ever met. I suppose statistically your reaction to SOMETHING had to be normal."

I laughed along with her, then stopped. "Is she…" I trailed off. "Does it bother you? Sindella?" It was notable to me that Ingrid had an almost psychotic desire to be bred at the moment, and while that could have just developed since our last talk, I was pretty sure meeting my daughter had just given the kindhearted shrink a nasty case of baby rabies.

She grinned ruefully. "I admit, she's made me consider what it would be like to have a child of my own." She raised an eyebrow. "Not that I'm planning to let you impregnate me because of such an impulse. But I admit I've developed something of a fascination with the idea."

"I know that." I said bluntly. "I can feel it. But I'm waiting for you to tell me how you feel."

Chuckling, she gave me a fond smile. "I suppose it's my own fault for teaching you to interact properly and interpret emotions better. Though with your old knack for manipulation you may have noticed that anyway. I'm fine, Nicky. Thank you for asking."

I nodded. "Alright. Well I think that's all for this session. I wanted to send a text really quick if you don't mind." She nodded, giving me the go ahead, and I pulled out my phone, finding Kara's number where I'd gotten it from Barbie and texting her about maybe going to lunch or something. She seemed like the diner first date type.

Once I was done I put my phone away. Grinning, I fished my cock out and was pleased to see Ingrid's eyes widen a bit. She gulped silently and I gestured to my dick. "Now, we seem to be finished up for the day, so before I go check to see if their meeting is done, I could use a little relief." I winked at her. "You're a doctor, so you should be pretty familiar with this next part. Now open your mouth and say aaah." As she got down on her knees in front of me, I enjoyed the flush on her freckled cheeks as her lips wrapped around my cock. Dinah had been right. Therapy was definitely a good idea.

July 6th 2016 Hall of Nevers, Brightedge City, 11:00 A.M EDT

I was in a good mood as I left Ingrid's office, buttoning my pants. She's been right, she wasn't much good at sucking dick, but she was fantastic at taking whatever I dished out. It had been a fun experience, and I made sure she came at least four times from it, hopefully giving her a bit of a fetish for blowjobs.

By the time I got downstairs Zee's little meeting had ended, and I found her waiting in one of the libraries. I smiled as I saw her. "Well, looks like things are going well." I said vaguely. "I take it everyone knows where they're going?"

"Yup." She said, pointing to the map. "No writing to indicate where that is, of course. But the research you asked me to do is noted on the maps. Want me to walk you through it?" Once of the first things Zee had been asked to do when we got back was to pore over the leyline maps she had and find confluences for me.

I strolled over to the table, leaning over to check out the map. "Not bad." I said approvingly. "This is a lot of spots, I'm going to need to do some looking around."

Laid out before me was a massive web of crisscrossing lines covering the whole planet. It was the same map Zee had brought me from Shadowcrest, and when we arrived here last night she'd slipped away with it to cross reference it with the one in my library that covered Brightedge.

This had clearly been a heavy project, even for her, and I could see columns of odd calculations and runic diagrams scrawled along the edges of the maps, with arrows pointing to the circled spots I'd asked about.

Some of them had lists scrawled under them. Dark, light, fire, ice. Every leyline had a source, and that meant every leyline had an attribute. Some had more, and confluences had more than that. The magical signature of a confluence impacted the power, and not all of the results were as mundane as elemental magic.

Zee's map was one that the Zatara family had been working on for years, slowly indexing the attributes of various leylines and their confluences. They considered it part of their duty as magical guardians of earth.

That was extremely useful, because I needed information like that to figure out exactly where Kyra Arg was holding court. Her base would need leylines to fuel it, but not all leylines were created equal for every purpose. For instance, the ice leyline tended to create confluences related to passivity.

Mixtures of different magics could have various effects, including the creation of abstract magic like emotional and conceptual power. With ice in the mix though, the concepts in question wouldn't be what we were looking for, and as such we could cross off the confluences it touched.

Fire tended to create aggressive energy, and as such the concepts it was part of, things like violence or lust, would be better, but not what we needed.

There were no confluences of lines that created actual rage energy, sadly. Certain harmful concepts were purposefully diluted by magic users over time to prevent dangerous events.

Which left me with a list of fifteen different places with possibly compatible magic signatures that Kyra might be using. There were other circles on the map, other confluences of interest, but those weren't for me to worry about. They would be taken care of as I'd instructed Zee, and lingering on them might tip off my watchers.

"Which of these do you suggest I check first?" I said, pulling a piece of paper from my belt pouch and scribbling down the longitude and latitude. "Like if you had to guess. You're connected to magic in a way most people can only dream of, so you have to have an instinct for this."

She shrugged. "The cataclysm confluence might work, the one in Munich. If not there maybe Svalbard's inevitability confluence? I'm shocked the ice line isn't intersecting with that one, but they might have routed it. Overload can screw up a mix. Unbalance the output."

I nodded. I knew about routing. The ability to alter the path of a leyline was complicated and difficult. It was one of the ways that they diluted harmful confluences like the rage mix to prevent them from damaging the magical ecosystem. "Munich then Svalbard." I said with a chuckle. "Looks like I'm going on tour."

I could cross the planet in a few flaps of my wings at full size, but even small I was fast enough to make that trip pretty quickly. I had a date tonight though, I was taking Kara to a carnival, so I'd start my search tomorrow.

I wanted to ask Zee about the rest of it, but I suppressed my urge. The plan was delicate, and if I fucked it up I was GOING to die. So I changed topics. "How's Sindella settling in?"

She beamed. "She's a little princess, fluttering around the house with everyone trailing after her like she might fall and break a nail. I don't have the heart to tell them she's as strong as we are and will probably make S-rank before she's fully grown."

Laughing, I let her fill me in on our daughter's adventures in the house before I headed out, deciding to make a stop to check in on baby mama number one. I found Dinah in the living room, surprisingly, watching Sindella play with Magnus. I put my hands on her shoulders as I stopped behind her, rubbing the tension from the softly. "She's cute huh?"

She snorted. "Adorable, but with parents like hers how could she not be? You think our baby will be that cute?"

"Undoubtedly." I said with certainty. "You're gorgeous and I'm a damned handsome man. Good genes will out. No way our baby isn't adorable. You getting jealous again? The baby will be here in a month or two."

That got a wry chuckle out of her. "You say that like it's not going to be hell when it gets here. I'm excited to meet the baby. Giving birth, not so much."

I leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Then maybe you shouldn't have seduced a poor impressionable teenager to put a kid in you. You reap what you sew. I for one can't wait until you have the baby so I can really make my Canary sing."

She shuddered, her head jerking up to glare at me. "Do you know how HORNY pregnancy makes you?" She hissed. "I'm ready to drag you into a closet right now."

"Can't do it." I said apologetically. "Ingrid says no sex for the last trimester. I'm stronger than a normal person and you haven't been upgraded. Even being careful I might hurt the baby. Have one of the girls eat your pussy. Maybe Hildie? I'm sure Barbie would share. Or Emerald, she's always feeling subby."
I swear she looked ready to bite me. "You shouldn't tease her." Said a gentle voice reproachfully. I turned and opened my arms as the second strongest of my girls appeared behind me, having been out working on League business when I got back.

Raven, cheeks a bit red, stepped forward and let me wrap my arms around her before laying her head on my chest. "Rae! I missed you." I said happily. She sighed in contentment as she cuddled against me, rolling her eyes as I got a handful of doughy goth ass. She didn't complain, her body was all mind and she liked it, but I was glad she was comfortable enough with me to get huffy.

"I suspect you missed my rear more than the rest of me." She teased. "You certainly seem to be enjoying your reunion with it."

I trailed my hand up her ribs to grope one of her tits with a grin. "You know I'm always happy to see these." She rolled her eyes again, and I gave her a quick kiss. "You know I miss your whole badass self. You meet the kid yet?" I stepped back, removing my hands as I gestured toward my daughter.

"I haven't had the pleasure." She said softly. "Are you…is it alright for her to meet me? I'm not exactly experienced with children."

Despite the casual words, I could almost feel the fear and self loathing. Raven had spent her life connected to her dad, feeling like a monster that ruined everything she touched. People like me, adults who could take of ourselves were one thing, but her instincts told her to run from innocents who could get hurt.

"Well duh." I said with a scoff. "If you think that sweet little ass of yours isn't getting roped into babysitting sometimes you're delusional. You're all mine Rae, and that means you make nice with the little one. Think you can do that?"

She swallowed hard before nodding, walking over to where Sindella was rubbing Magnus's belly. "Hello." She said awkwardly. "I'm Raven. I'm a friend of your father."

Rolling my eyes, I put an arm over her shoulder. "This is your auntie Rae." I said firmly. "Just like all your aunties, she thinks you're awesome. Sometimes you might even be able to go hang out with her. She's one of the coolest people I've ever met."

Sindella's eyes locked on Raven, seeming to bore into her. The swirling purple of her irises was a bit unnerving for a moment, then her face lit up with a bright smile. "She feels like gold. Gold is good right papa?"

Gold…Oh, Raven was a Deva, sort of like a good version of a demon (though not an angel). Her power was kind of golden. That was an interesting thing to notice. "Yeah, gold is good." I said with a nod. "In fact, do you think auntie Rae could play with you and Magnus?"

I had a date tonight, but Zee would be here. Even so, having more security couldn't hurt, and barring my Archon Rae was the person I most trusted to keep Sindella safe.

She looked surprised, but not unhappy, just nodding shyly as she looked up at the deva. "I'm teaching him to roll over." She said seriously. "He's bad at it."

The fae hound gave her a betrayed look from where he lay on his back, paws up for belly scratches. I tried not to snicker, but I was only marginally successful and Raven grinned as she knelt down to play with the kid.

I strolled over and slumped onto the couch with Dinah, who had watched the whole thing. "You're good with her." She said quietly. "That's nice. It makes me worry less about you and our baby."

"It makes me worry less too." I admitted. "I got some advice from a sort of half sister, and I get it better now. She's pretty amazing though, and I think our kid will be too."

She leaned over and cuddled up to my side. "Well, I guess we'll have to see." She paused for a second before saying. "Hey Nicky?" I made a curious noise, not bothering to respond with words. "I'm glad it was you."

"Glad what was me?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

She kissed me on the cheek. "I'm glad you were the father of my baby. I'm glad I met you. Glad I let you talk me out of my panties. Glad I moved in here, glad I left heroing behind. I thought I'd miss it, but honestly…I like my life."

"Good." I said simply. "You deserve that. I knew the minute I saw you I had to have you."

Her eyes hooded with lust and she bit her lip, leaning in close and lowering her voice as she pressed her now even larger tits against my side. "And what are you going to do with me now that I'm yours."

I grinned at her devilishly. "I'm going to cuddle on the couch with you for a few hours and then go fuck a teenaged kryptonian." Her smile dropped, replaced with a sulky pout as I pulled her closer. Sometimes it was fun to keep them guessing.

July 6th 2016 Hailey's Circus, Brightedge City, 6:00 P.M EDT

I took a deep breath as I stood outside the carnival where i was meeting Kara. Cotton candy, popcorn, funnel cake. It smelled great. It was nice, really, to get back to my roots. Not that I was a carnival person or something, but I was here for a date with a pretty girl, and those stakes were notably lower than some of the shit I'd been pulling lately.

"Nicholas?" A timid voice asked from off to the side. Well, less timid and more uncertain. I turned to see Kara standing there, waiting for me.

Kara was…well, gorgeous was a word, though maybe not the right one. Sun kissed skin with a healthy tan, hair like spun gold, eyes so blue they put the noon sky to shame and a lithe, muscled body that pretty much oozed vitality and exuberance. Kara looked like the platonic ideal of a beach bunny mixed with a warrior goddess.

It wasn't just her physical body either. To my current senses, Kara glowed with a shining light of good karma that was almost hard to look at, and trying to view her with my karmic eye made me blink sunspots out of my eyes.

"NIcky is fine." I said with a smile. "No need to be formal. You look beautiful. Though, isn't that a little obvious?"

I gestured down to her outfit, a long swishy skirt and an oversized but cot off shirt with Superman's sigil on it, the combination managing to be both way too much cloth and show off her toned stomach and a bit of her hips.

She giggled self consciously, tucking a strand of golden hair behind an ear. "Not really. This is…well, WAS Metropolis. You'd be shocked how many people wear the S. Weirdly, it actually seems to convince people I'm NOT me. Like they assume the real Supergirl would never wear civilian clothes with her symbol on it."

"Hey don't you look like that kryptonian bombshell I saw breaking the sound barrier once?" I asked with a wink.

Laughing, she nodded her head. "Pretty much. Though usually a bit less flirtatious." She raised an eyebrow in challenge, smirking a bit at the boldness. Which was cute, because I hadn't even STARTED being bold.

"Cowards die many times." I said solemnly. "The valorous, but once." She giggled again and I offered her an arm. "So. Why don't you tell me a bit about this place. I've heard of it, but I didn't peg you as a 'carnival food' kind of girl."

She raised her eyebrow again. "Oh, and what kind of girl did you peg me as?" Her tone was gently teasing, but I could see some real interest about my opinion of her.
"I'd have taken you for a beach fan." I said with a shrug. "Sun and surf." I paused. "Is that racist? Assuming all kryptonians like the beach?" It was a weird question to have to ask myself, and in a lot of ways showed how far I'd come.

The first time I met Kara I'd rightfully turned and ran the other way. She was sexy as hell, sure, but she was also wildly dangerous. She was SUPERMAN'S cousin, and you don't grow up the son of Maxwell Lord without developing some respect for that stupidly naive boy scout and his invincible bullheadedness.

Now though…now I was an equal, maybe even a better. She was meeting me on the same footing, and I didn't lie to myself that as much as my good looks and suave demeanor, the fact that I could bang it out with her in more ways than one was attractive to the girl of steel.

"I don't think so." She said cheerfully. "Though I suspect you just want to get me into a bikini."

I shrugged. "In the spirit of honesty I'd much rather get you out of one. But I suspect you already knew that."

"I did." She said wryly. "And I can't say I'm not tempted. I know all about your reputation with women. But I also know not many guys can keep up with me. As much as I want to pretend it isn't a factor, we both know I wouldn't be here if it wasn't. Not that you wouldn't have worn me down with that charming smile, but it would have taken longer."

I chuckled a bit at that. "So it's just the power?" I said, maybe a bit disappointed. "You only want me for my body after all?"

Rolling her eyes playfully, she smacked me on the shoulder. "Not so fast, mister. I expect to be romanced. Just because I'm intrigued by how strong you are doesn't mean I'm going to put out on the first date."

"Forty seven." I said casually.

She continued. "I like to be wooed just like any other girl. I'm definitely not going to make it that easy for you."

Keeping my placid grin, I added. "Twenty six."

"In fact, I think you'll find you're going to have your hands more than full with m- okay what are you doing?" She demanded, finally being derailed by my seemingly off the wall comments.

I shrugged. "Oh, I've heard these 'I'm not like other girls' speeches so many times that I've started keeping a mental list of certain phrases. Just a hobby really, though it might interest you to know I only count it if the girl DOES put out on the first date."

Pouting at me, she tried to glare. "You're an egotistical prick, you know that?"

"Ninety four." I said with a wink. "And maybe. But I'm not looking down on you or anything. It's stupid to treat sex as something sacred and heartfelt just because. It's fun exercise you do with someone you find attractive. I'm sure Superman gave you all sorts of old fashioned speeches on saving yourself for marriage or whatever, but is that how it was on krypton?"

"Not really." She admitted. "As an advanced society with things like perfect birth control and pretty much having eradicated disease, we were pretty sexually liberated. Kal did try to give me the speech, but he got there a little late."

I nodded. "I figured. You're gorgeous and you're confident as hell. I can tell how pent up you are too. When was the last time you had a good fuck?"

"It's been a while." She said with a shrug. "We were sexually liberated, but it wasn't like Krypton was an orgy. I've only been with a boyfriend or two, and that was obviously before…well, you know."

I squeezed her arm, actually feeling kind of bad for bringing that up. Like I wasn't a soft touch even with emotions, but on the list of reasons to be bummed, your planet blowing up and killing everyone you know is up there. "Look, let's have an actual date." I said, somewhat sheepishly. "As much as I'd love to talk you into letting me take you behind a circus tent or something, this place does seem kind of fun."

Kara seemed like a pretty interesting girl, and as much as I was partly bullshitting to try to get into her pants, I hadn't been lying about anything I said. Not about wanting to have sex with or wanting to take her out.

She gave me an almost shy smile and we walked to one of the nearest carnival games. Accidentally bringing up her dead planet had killed the mood a bit. Always better to regroup and come at it from a different angle after a setback anyway. "So." I said, gesturing to the stack of bottles in front of us. "We have to knock these down by throwing a ball at them huh?"

Rolling her eyes, she giggled at my overly serious tone. We both knew I could punch a hold the size of a baseball through those bottles and everything about a mile behind them. Instead, I handed her the ball. She looked surprised at that. "You're not going to win me that stuffed lion?" She said, a little put out.

"What? I'm the guy so I have to do all the work?" I said in mock outrage. "That's so old fashioned. Maybe I want a stuffed lion." I did, actually, I was going to give it to Sindella, not that I was going to tell her that.

She huffed a bit but smiled as she did it, taking the ball and casually tossing it, knocking over the entire pyramid of bottles.
Some of them looked a bit dented, the metal warping a bit on impact, but she'd held back more than enough to seem normal. Well, possible, she probably seemed like an overly strong farm girl to the scowling booth operator, who handed her the lion she pointed at sulkily.

She beamed at me, handing over the cat officiously. "I present you your spoils, good sir." She said formally. "My hunt was successful."

"Good to know." I said with a solemn nod. "I hear these little bastards are quick. And I ain't lion."

Groaning, she buried her face in her hands. "Ugh. Even I know that was terrible. I'm honestly rethinking whether I'm going to sleep with you now."

Which wasn't true. Paradoxically, making myself seem a little lame put her more at ease. She knew I wanted to fuck her, so doing something that ran counter to that goal made it seem like I wasn't trying so hard and really wanted to get to know her.

Cocky ladies man hadn't gone over as well as it could have, and though I could've made it work, a good hunter uses the right tools for the job.

We moved onto the next booth. The ring toss. "This time I'll be the one to win YOU a prize." I proclaimed. "It's only fair. In fact, I feel the need to impress you with a show of manly prowess. Call my shot."

"I have to warn you." She said seriously. "Being able to toss rings is a dangerous skill to show off with for a woman. You know we're all obsessed with the shape, and the very action reminds us of marriage." Her sarcasm made me grin.

"I'll have to risk it." I said dramatically. "Now. Call my shot."

She glanced at the small field of bottles. "That one fifth from the back in the third row, the one two bottles over, and the one three down from the back corner."

I nodded, turned my back to the booth, and winked at her, before , flicking all three rings up into the air at a relatively high angle. There was a trio of pings behind me, and I turned to find the booth operator gaping at the trio of rings exactly where she'd called them. "Admit it." I said smugly. "You're impressed."

That got another laugh as she selected an oversized teddy bear with a batman shirt. "It wasn't bad." She said with a laugh. "I was more impressed you got them so high without breaking the bottles."

"Trade secret." I said smugly. "Now lets try out a few more of these games." We hit about ten booths, ate six funnel cakes a piece, and just generally enjoyed the carnival. It was more fun than I expected, and I promised myself I'd bring Sindella here sometime. I was pretty sure she would love it.

As the night wore down, Kara became more relaxed, more flirty, and I could feel her desire for me heating up, which definitely helped me with my patience. Finally though the date ended. We headed out to where I'd parked my car (I'd driven here because it seemed like a normal thing to do and I thought she'd like it).

"Alright." She said once we got back to my car. "You've been really good, only minimal leering. Jokes aside, I'm definitely in the mood to sleep with you."

I laughed at that, opening the door for her with a smile. "I knew you'd fall for me." I said with faux cockiness, making sure I was over the top enough that she knew I was kidding and didn't get offended. "So my devilish plan to charm you out of your panties worked in the end, huh?"

"Oh that was never on the table." She said as she climbed into the car, looking back over her shoulder at me. "I'm not wearing any." Note to self. Kryptonian girls are fantastic, make more of them.

July 6th 2016 Empty Field, Brightedge City, 7:00 P.M EDT (smut BDSM breeding)

I ALMOST put Kara over the console and fucked her senseless right there. I didn't do it because both my car and the surrounding area were probably going to be wrecked by our session. I needed to make Kara mine, which meant I was going to have to pretty much break her in half. If I did that in most places I would cause a natural disaster or something.

"What are we doing here?" Asked Kara coyly as I stopped in front of a field. "You're not expecting me to take a literal roll in the hay with you, are you?"

I snorted, stepping out of the car and gesturing for her to follow me. Once we reached the center of the field I looked around, when I confirmed no one was nearby, I wrapped an arm around her waist and spread my wings. With a single beat I propelled us straight up, my A rank strength propelling us a thousand feet into the air with barely any effort.

Two beats, three, and each one took us higher than the last. Eventually, we emerged from the cloud cover, and with a few flicks of my fingers I created a little karmic binding to make the clouds as solid as earth, before setting us down.

It was funny, I'd seen lots of shit before, other worlds, portals, hell itself, but standing there under the moonlight staring at an unbroken sea of clouds at thirty thousand feet kind of blew me away. Kara was smiling serenely at the sight, which was hardly a surprise given the whole 'power of flight' thing.

"So." She said with a chuckle. "Your solution to our physical prowess damaging the countryside was to bring me up here huh. You sure this will be enough?"

I raised a hand and snapped, and the clouds formed into chains, whipping up to lock around Kara's wrists, yanking her arms apart and her body down to her knees. It looked casual and easy but I'd been constructing the spell in my head for most of the drive. Still, it had an effect.

She raised an eyebrow. "This is it? You're going to tie me up with water vapor? I mean, I can just-" She yanked on the chains…and nothing happened. "Wait, what's going on?"

I wanted to fuck Kara as equals. I want to clap her cheeks so hard the sound barrier broke from the thrusting. But that wouldn't do the job. She needed to surrender. To submit to me. Kara would have loved a nice rough fucking, but she had more than just one desire, and being the strongest woman in the world left one with a decided interest in seeing what it was like to be dominated.

Though I might try to find a happy medium, because I wanted to see that tight little body move. I grinned at her. "Binding spell." I said with a grin. "Kryptonians are weak against magic."

"We are NOT weak against magic." She snapped reflexively. "We just don't have more of a resistance to it than anyone else." She tugged again. "I can't break these because they're suppressing my powers? I don't remember mentioning BDSM."

I grinned. "Oh, is this too much? Maybe I ought to let you go. I wouldn't want to scare you off."

Her eyes narrowed. "Ok, I know you're taunting me to get a reaction…but it's working. It'll take more than a little rope play to bother me. I'm not some blushing little vi-" She froze as I reached down and unbuttoned my pants. "What the fuck?" She gaped. "That's not…that's too big. Is that a shapeshifting thing or something?"

Walking forward I slapped her across her pretty face with it. "Nope, this is all me. Don't tell me the maid of might is worried I might break her tight little super pussy. You're kryptonian, shouldn't you be able to handle anything?"

"I can!" She spat. "I'm just…surprised. That's bigger than I'm used to." Instead of having her blow me, I laid down in front of her, letting the chains have some slack. In fact, I released the suppression so she was only held in place by the magic and had her full strength.

I leaned up on my elbow, gesturing down to my exposed cock. "Well, this is supposed to be a challenge right? A meeting of equals. So climb on. If you impress me I'll dissolve the chains and let you be in charge. If not I'm going to fold you in half and demolish you like a condemned building.

She snorted. "Getting cocky just because your magic got the drop on me huh, fine." She threw a leg over me, hiking up her long skirt and moving it so I could see. I stared at her peachy tan ass and her toned thighs as she reached down and propped up my cock, pressing it to the entrance to her cunt before starting.

It looked enormous. Kara was a tiny girl, toned but very petite. My dick was big, but compared to Kara's pussy it might as well have been an actual flagpole. Watching the head part the cute little lips of her cunt as she forced herself down was erotic and exciting at the same time. I stayed up on my elbows, not interfering as she worked herself down.

Kara was the tightest thing I'd ever been in. It was like she was trying to turn my cock into a diamond, she grunted as she worked it in. "Fuck." She spat, despite not really seeming like the cussing type. "I feel like I'm shoving a baseball bat up myself."

"If it's too much for you I understand." I said insincerely. "Just because your body can take a pounding doesn't mean your pussy can."

She snarled at me. "Shut up! I'm concentrating." She kept shoving, and her pussy stretched to the point where I don't think literally a micron more dick than I had would have fit girth wise. Still it went deeper and deeper into her, until she finally bottomed out. She stopped at the base, looking like someone had knocked the wind out of her. "See? It's in." She panted. "Some dick isn't enough to-" I grabbed her hips, slid her off me to the tip and then slammed her back down, dialing up every nerve to the highest I could and setting off an explosive orgasm when my cock slammed into her cervix "FUCK!" She squealed as she somehow tightened more.

"Sorry, I was getting bored." I said teasingly. "You were supposed to impress me."

She scowled at me shakily. "Lay back. I'll show you impressive. You handled the stretch. Now it's time for warmups." Leaning forward, she planted her hands between my legs, giving me a fantastic view of warm tanned booty, and then she mimicked my slam, sliding it up to the tip and then slamming her cunt down hard enough to make even her tight little ass wobble.

She pulled back, then did it again, the clap was hard enough to send out waves of air pressure, which increased as she sped up. Her pussy felt incredible, and as I watched her candy ass blur up and down my dick I luxuriated in the sensation of supersonic dick riding.

"Not bad so far." I grunted. "But I'm still waiting to be impressed. Any girl can swing her hips. Where's the improvisation?"

Growling, she sped up, but more than that, my eyes widened as I felt something…familiar. But much different. "You like that baby?" She hissed. "The body control needed to do this is something humans can't even come close to. I adapted it from a kryptonian martial art. Never had to use it before though."

Her cunt was vibrating. But unlike the echoing vibrations of fucking Sindara, this was more like sticking my cock in a molten silk paint mixer. I groaned. "Ok, not bad." I admitted. "But how long can you keep it up?" To punctuate the question, I leaned into Eros and Psyche reshaping her desires and pleasure centers to my will.

Every time she took my dick she came, and while for a normal girl that was debilitating, for someone currently stuffing me inside her cunt at mach six, she'd already bottomed me out a few hundred times by the time she realized and was able to try to correct it.

"FUUUUUUUCK!" She screamed. "FUCK FUCK FUCKFUCKFUCK FUUUUUCKMEEEEEEEEE!" Her eyes were hazy with lust and pleasure, and I reached up and grabbed her, flipping her onto her back. I dismissed the chains, but grabbed her ankles, shoving them behind her ears as I climbed up on top of her and pounded down into her spasming twat.

I picked up speed, grinning down at her. "I am." I cooed. "I'm fucking you and I removed the chains. You can do anything you want now. Do you want to take over? Be the one in charge like I said?"

She whipped her head back and forth frantically. "P-pussy." She whispered. At my questioning glance she shrieked. "MY PUSSY! I WANT IT IN MY PUSSY! DEEPER PLEASE!"
Even on her back and bent in half she was trying to shove her hips up to take my deeper and I grinned at her. "I'm going to cum." I informed her. "It's going to be inside you. If you don't wake my load then I'll have to stop."

"NO!" She screamed. "So….close." I felt inside her and realized something I'd never realized. Something no one had probably. Kryptonian women had a third orgasmic zone. Clitoral and G-spot orgasms were how human women came, but Kara had another one. Her cervix was one big orgasm button, but it needed to be BATTERED to set it off. Even the constant waves of orgasm from the rest of her cunt hadn't been enough to set it off.

I grunted, fucking into her. "What the hell is coming?" I asked, unsure what the hell she was talking about.

"Mating heat." She hissed. "You're pushing me into it. My womb will drop and suck up every ounce of your seed. I'll get pregnant right this minute." She didn't stop fucking, throwing her hips up into me. "Need it. Need to be mated. Do it!"

I really shouldn't have. I already had a bunch of kids on the way. But…kryptonian dragons? How could would that be? "You gonna have my baby?" I hissed. "Let all your hero friends see you carrying villain spawn?" I had no idea what I'd done to switch this from a fun fling to baby making sex, but I wasn't complaining, it would make my job so much easier.

"Yesss!" She hissed. "I have to! You conquered me. Made me yours. You took this pussy! It belongs to you!"

I grinned as I saw a symbol appear on her belly over her womb. Fuck, that had been easier than expected…and then I realized why. Kryptonians didn't have any magic resistance. Like…at all. It was a laughably extreme weakness. I'd been pounding her brain with A rank desire manipulation.

I was lucky her will was so strong or I might have just shattered her mind instead of somehow putting her in some kind of alien mating trance. Regardless, I could feel from her desires what she needed, the only way this would end.

"I'm going to finish." I warned her. "Last chance to have me pull out. This WILL get you pregnant." Between her body and my desire manipulation ensuring it, kids was a definite. She shook her head and I growled in her ear. "Get ready."

My balls tightened up like a vise grip as I let myself go, the ten or fifteen minute fucking seeming so much longer because of how much actual penetration got done at those speeds. I grunted and then slammed my cock head into her cervix one last time, nutting inside her. She screamed, head going back in ecstasy.

I joined her as her womb dropped and her pussy like…latched onto the head of my cock like a suction hose and drained my balls directly. The sensation of the grasping, sucking flesh wrapped around my tip was indescribable, until I finally finished and so did she and I slumped down onto the clouds. Despite her gaping cunt, not a drop of my cum escaped. I closed my eyes, basking in both afterglow and my current six billion points. Fuck that was a good first date.

July 6th 2016 Empty Field, Brightedge City, 7:00 A.M EDT

"So…" I said as I lay with Kara. "That was different than I expected." It really was. I made a mental note to go slow when using my powers on aliens in the future. Different physicalities could produce different desires. That had spiralled quickly. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions. Before that though, I'm afraid I need to tell you a few things."

I listed out my standard order not to tell anyone or lead them to figure it out by omission, protect my girls and now Sindella, not allowing them to be harmed by action or inaction, the usual.

She shot me a dirty look. "You didn't need to do that. I'm not going to get the father of my baby in trouble." I was surprised she was so sanguine about that given she was only eighteen and I wasn't much older. Cultural differences, I guess.

"Yeah…" I said, trailing off for a moment. "What was that anyway? Not that I'm complaining it was hot, but like, do Kryptonians really have a biological mating drive? Like what purpose would that even serve on a place like Krypton when it was around?"

Sighing, she just shrugged. "It was a genetic change the Science Caste made to our bodies. Generations of adaptation to arctic climates produced some odd changes, including slowed metabolism and reproduction. They instituted some genetic alteration to boost the metabolic rate and make conception easier under certain conditions."

"Those conditions being…?" I asked cautiously.

She chuckled. "Complicated, but the yellow sun supercharges EVERYTHING, including the mating urge. It's physical change to ensure conception so it's female exclusive. I hadn't really had a chance to notice the different until we were…in the middle of things. It's normally complex enough to require intent, but apparently things are different here."

"That explain why you aren't foaming at the mouth with rage after the Brand?" I asked casually. "It's usually hit or miss how people take it." Which wasn't true, my girls were usually so blissed out on orgasms that by the time they calmed down they'd already gotten used to it.

Shrugging, the Kryptonian laughed again. "Sort of. More like I have faith. Being the father of my kid is definitely helping, but also I've seen how Barbara looks at you. I can feel that the BRand doesn't effect the mind, just the body. You can make my mouth unable to speak and my legs unable to walk, but you can't make me love you like she does."

"Smart." I nodded. "Yeah, it doesn't work like that. If it helps I'm not planning to take over the world or anything. I don't need to. In fact, I'm on the trail of some pretty bad people. I could use some help if you feel like it."

Kyra Arg was a monster, so I was sure a goody-goody like Kara would be thrilled to take her down. Having the backup would be great, and I couldn't call Zee away from the project she was already working on. She'd dispatched the girls to all the places I needed them to prep for the big finale when I got there. Kara was free though.

"What kind of bad people?" She asked suspiciously. Which was fair because I'd be pretty suspicious of me in this situation too.

I grinned. "An immortal psychopath. She's been around since like the stone age, and is a nemesis to the Specter, who I'm told works with the League, which makes her someone you guys are against too. She tried to have Batman's half brother kill me, but it didn't work, and now I'm finally strong enough to take the fight to her."

She looked at me searchingly, then nodded. Now that she wasn't so tense I let my eyes wander over all that golden flesh, stretched out naked in the unrelenting sunshine. Up above the clouds the light was bright, and her body seemed to drink it in like wine.

Her cheeks pinked, which made me chuckle. "You shouldn't just perv on a girl like that." She huffed. "Give me some clothes." I laughed, rolling over to snag my pouch, and withdrawing clothes for both of us. "So where are we going to be searching for this mysterious immortal woman?"

"Munich, to start." I said with a laugh. "We can make a day of it." I snagged my phone and texted Zee to tell the girls I'd be out looking around. "You interested?"

Almost shyly, she nodded. "I've never been to Germany. It sounds like it might be really fun."

Hopping to my feet, I pulled on a set of clothes. Leaning down, I tweaked my spellwork a bit, knotting the karmic threads keeping the clouds solid through my shoes and back into the clouds. "I figure as a work out we can run there. We're both pretty fast, and it'll be fun. These shoes will keep the clouds solid beneath your feet, winner buys dinner!"

I spat the last out in a rush and bolted, feet slamming down on the cloud cover as I heard her squawk of indignation. The air split as she came after me, but I ignored it, loving the sensation of flying over the clouds, feet touching down barely long enough to make contact as I hurled myself forward.

The sound barrier shattered, but we were so high up it didn't matter, only clouds surrounded us to be affected. I'd checked my heading on my phone when I texted Zee, so I was sure we were going the right way, but it was still wild just picking a direction and RUNNING.

I hadn't really flexed my powers like this since I became a dragon god. Not in a physical way like this and not long term. I came upon a few gaps, but I just jumped them, hurling myself from cloud to cloud with Kara trailing behind me. I was pretty sure flying she might be able to catch up, but this was a race, and I could practically feel her excitement.

Her laughter was snatched away by the wind almost as soon as I heard it, but with my ears I still caught whispers of it. I was watching the clouds, paying close attention to the ground and to our rate of movement, and when I felt most of the way there, I dropped out of the clouds, catching the wind with my arms and legs like a skydiver as I plummeted toward the trees below.

Kara plummeted beside me, and I grinned at her, howling over the wind. "I WIN!" She narrowed her eyes and pouted, but then her face split into a mirroring grin. As the ground flew up toward me I flicked my wings out, beating them once to slow me before catching the wind and pulling up into a glide.

I slid smoothly up to where the ground was, flying above it parallel to the grass and trees (which I was able to avoid with my A rank reflexes thankfully) until pulling up and putting my feet down, transitioning to a run.

I came to a stop, tearing up some earth under my feet and laughing breathlessly as Kara slammed into the ground next to me in a roll, smashing into and through a tree that she vaporized with heat vision before it could fall, laughing hysterically as she came to a stop.

"That…was…amazing!" She giggled. "Kal never lets me have that much fun. Like sex is great, but that was just…wow."

Laughing, I winked at her. "What can I say. I know how to show a girl a good time."

"Fine." She said with an eye roll. "I'll give you that. But you suck at navigating." She gestured around us. "Is this supposed to be Munich? I'm an alien and I know Munich is a city."

Chuckling, I looked around. "This is The Schwarzwald." I said with amusement. "The Black Forest. It's in Germany." I pulled out my phone, pulling up a map. "Looks like it's in the bottom left hand side of Germany and Munich is the bottom right. Shouldn't be too long of a walk the way we can move. Or we could fly."

She shook her head. "Nah, I like the idea of going by foot. Which direction is it in?" She asked, eyes wide as she took in the forest. "We're under cover of trees so we can really move, as long as we stay under the sound barrier it shouldn't cause much commotion." I pointed the way the map showed we needed to go. She nodded along, then winked at me. "Besides, I still need to get you back." She reached out and shoved me, then turned and sped off.

I was so surprised I overbalanced and actually fell, skidding through the dirt and smashing intoi a tree, which, lacking heat vision, I did NOT vaporize. My breath might have managed, but wasn't a precision weapon. "Oh you sneaky little bitch!" I snapped, blurring to my feet. "It's on!"

I took off after her, running top speed, and I barely managed to catch sight of her tight little ass as she ran. It was a nice view, so I wasn't too torn up, laughing along with her as she sped through the trees.
We had to be a bit sneakier once we left the forest, but that just meant, me using my karmic magic to delivery perception again. I could have bounced her on my cock down the entirety of the audobahn and no one would have noticed (though sadly I did NOT do that). When we finally got close enough to Munich, we slowed down and took a bus into town, laughing as we relaxed a bit.

Arriving at our destination, I hopped off, inhaling deeply as I smelled the fresh air of Germany. It wasn't as clean as the forest, but it was still pretty nice. Different than Brightedge, which was half Gotham. Even half of Gotham is twice as bad as anywhere else.

"This is so pretty." Kara all but squealed as she looked around. "What should we do first? Do you know where your target is?"

I shook my head. "Don't even know for sure she's here. We can take our time." Opening my karmic eye I could see the massive rivers of power intersecting under the city. It was fascinating and exactly as I'd predicted. "Come on, let's go get something to eat. I hear the pastries are really good."

I offered her my arm and we strolled around, looking for a bakery. When we found one, I went inside and ordered some food. I had plenty of cards with european currency on me just in case, and worst case I could have paid with a gemstone.

We took our pastries, a delicious apple strudel, out to a patio table, and sat across from each other, snacking and people watching.

There weren't any people in lederhosen, which was a huge let down, but I saw plenty of tall sexy blonde girls, which was nice in its own way. Kara scoped out a few hot girls too (Kryptonian sexuality was a bit more open) and we just generally enjoyed our time together.

We picked up where the date left off, Kara talking about her life, her hopes, her dreams. I think she needed reassurance that I hadn't just put a baby in her and planned to drop her ass. I didn't of course. She was MINE. All mine. And I wasn't letting her go unless she wanted to be gone, and I didn't plan to let that happen.

Sadly, after a few hours we were both full and finished talking. I stood up, offering her my arm again. "Well, I think it's time we go looking for the target." She took it with a smile, and we went back out into the city. This time I steered us, walking along a powerful fire leyline toward a confluence in the center of town. I couldn't wait to see what was there. A nice fight would be a cherry on top of an already excellent day.

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