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AN: To any MotU fans I'm sorry, I don't know the series at all and just saw the movie cus I'm a Nichols fan, so characterization and such is based off that. Doubt this is a couple anyone would throw together but thought it be fun. I might take a stab at rewriting them on Earth as their first meeting too and they bond over their lost homes. Also as for a timeline, during the events of the first Superman movie but several years after the events of MotU

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In her week long planet bender, Eternia is one of the nicer. Gorgeous scenery, charming towns, and welcoming people. She had come for two reason, one a famous honey liquor that is so strenuous to make that only during the bloom of the rain flowers is it ever offered. The noble houses pay the brewers years in advances to guarantee a batch. The stories say that the taste is so delicate and light that many choose to fast before drinking to savor it. The rumors also say the liquor is so strong that a simple drop can knock a grown man off his ass. Kara thinks it's that people are fasting before drinking a strong alcohol that's been sitting for nearly sixteen years that's knocking them off their ass.

The other reason she has come is for the Rain Flower Blooming Festival. A plant that lives underwater but floats to the surfaces every sixteen years and opens sending white seedlings into the air. They come down like rain drops hence the name.

Plants aren't really Kara's thing, she finds the nice and important but she's not the type to plan her day on worrying if it's to hot for some fern. But being a guest to such an event is up her ally and she might get lucky and stumble her way into the court of some noble guy and get a swig of some really good stuff.

She parks her ship in the dock, there's people flagging others behind her and pointing them where to go. Her ship is out of place, old rundown and dirty. She had considered washing it but never got to it. The inside isn't as bad, with Clark watching Krypto for her she's been able to keep her pile of dirty clothes and clean clothes separated and free of dog piss. The sink full of dishes still stares at her.

Grabbing the Supergirl suit from the drawer she hung it in she changes. Strangely enough the people of Eternia dresses like this regularly. Bright colors and uniformed. She didn't like wearing the suit. But she could for one day. She left off the cape, no need to draw more attention to herself and throw on a long coat.

The sun is bright when the door swishes open. Squinting she flips on her sunglasses and follows the small groups of people until it comes to a bottleneck at the gate entrance. People push into each other, mothers hold tight to their kids and the sounds of animals and people blend into a constant hum. Kara sees the sign and assume it's welcoming she can't actually understand the words. She should probably listen to Clark and try to learn more languages, she didn't want a repeat of what happened on Laspar.

The guards instruct her to remove any weapons and she's sees a cart full of daggers, swords and guns. When she out turns her pockets and shows she has none they let her through. There's still a crowd but more room to spread out, shops and vendors on all sides. Kids run dragging a toy animal on a string, others blowing bubbles shaped like the Rain Flower. The Rain Flower silhouette printed on banners and sketched on the brick and stone of the buildings. Her noses leads her to a vendor deep frying a sweetbread that is then drizzled with honey.

Kara buys one and continues her walk. She comes to a show, at the intersection of the main street and another. Young boys and girls dresses in breezy clothes performing what she figured is sparring moves a man in green armor instructing them. She moves on quickly the show hitting a nerve. Turning down the off road she finds a tavern. Inside it's busy but not packed, to early to drink she thinks.

"What can I get you hun?" Ask the barmaid.

"Any chance you have that honey liquor everyone raves about?"

The women gives a pity laugh. "Not even a whiff. We have a honey whiskey it isn't the same but you can lie to your friends and say you did."

"Why not give me a double."

****

Kara isn't sure if she is actually seeing what she's seeing. A large green tiger with a nearly naked man just walking down the street. It's night now and she's jumped from tavern to bar to a second bar and even managed to sneak into a private party but got kicked out before getting the good shit she came here for and now she's seeing things.

She grabs a chair she's not sure where it came from turns it backwards and straddles it watching the two unusual sites walk by. The man is muscular and blonde and carries a sword and she finds her eyes fixed on it.

"Everything okay miss?" He asks in a deep voice she didn't think was his real voice.

"Peachy." She says holding up her glass. She wasn't sure where the glass came from either. "The refreshments have been great. How did you manage to keep your sword? They were collecting them when you first walked in." She points and is aware she is pointing at his barely covered junk and not the sword.

"Oh…I'm…part of the guard so I can have sword." He blushes slightly and Kara leans forward on her chair resting her head on her hand that rest on the chair back. While drinking was her preferred way to numb herself, she did sometimes like using sex as a way to free her mind of everything and just feel her body. "And is this the uniform of the guards? Can't imagine what the women are dress like." She takes the final gulp of her drink. The mans face blazes red. She smiles. "The tiger come with the gig? He seems better behaved than Earth's tigers."

"You're from earth?" He asks surprised.

Kara sets back. "Sort of. That's where I came from."

"How did you get here? I was stuck on earth for years."

"Just flew in."

"Incredible. My mother was an astronaut too, come you should meet her."

Kara gets up, holding her hands to back him up. She might want some comfort but meeting a mom…ugh. "Ah, I should be heading back to my ship. Besides I got to figure out how to get in with one of these fancy parties if I'm going to get a taste of the Honey Liquor."

"It'll be at our house. We have the largest supply." Says the tiger. Kara stops and stares at him.

"Your tiger talks."

"Yeah I know. When I was on earth I was shocked the tigers couldn't talk. Thought they were just being rude. What's your name by the way?"

"Kara. You?"

"Adam."

****

The castle is grand, men, and women still feasting, dancing and general merriment. Kara slinks in on herself. It's not that she didn't like seeing people happy or enjoying themselves it just…the happiness can't penetrate her. Like it hits her skin and slides off. People move for them some bowing a head to Adam who returned the gesture.

"Mother." Says Adam coming to a statuesque women in a rich gold dress and red embroidery. He bows to her and continues. "I have met a women who like you has travailed the stars from earth." The women looks from him to Kara.

"Nice to meet ya'ch." Kara starts "Just thought I'd check out the festival and you know get some of that good stuff."

"The good stuff?" She asks.

"Yeah…the honey liquor. It's famous."

The women nods and gestures with her hand. A servant comes and gives her and Kara both a glass. "Welcome to Eternia, please enjoy our festivities."

Kara raises her glass and takes a sip of the drink. It sits on her tongue, sweet, sharp, smooth. She could not compare it to anything she's had before but felt it settle in her. Licking her lips she savors the taste for a moment longer.

"Thank you. Your hospitality is appreciated."

Adam brings his hand to her back and leads her to another group of people and soon she's pulled in. People talk to her and around her and about her. She gets a second glass and a third. The stuff is good but not strong as claimed. She finds her way out onto a balcony removing her coat and tossing it to the floor. She's surprised to see no one is out here but unbothered by it.

"I do hope you've enjoyed yourself." Adam says coming to the railing where she sits.

"Oh yeah, this places been great. Wish I could stay."

"You must return home then."

"Something like that." There's a pause. "So when will these flowers bloom?" She looks down at the lake assuming this is where it happens.

"The evening after tomorrow. That's the estimation at least. There will be some early and some late. It's beautiful when it happens."

Kara looks out to the lake and sees the tents and small fires that dart across the shores, dozens of people living their life, celebrating another year, another tradition not lost or forgotten. She gets up suddenly and Adam stands too.

She rest her hand on his shoulder. He's strong and maybe good enough to make her forget. Looking up at him his eyes sweet in away that tells her that whatever they do it'll mean more to him then her and she's being a bitch.

Rising to her tiptoes she tracks his head moving in closer to her, his eyes closing as their lips met. He kiss soft, sweet. She can feel his fingers twitch, unsure of what to do with his hands. Kara grabs them and places them at her waist while she brings her hands to his neck and pushes her tongue into his mouth.

He stops pulling his head away. "We shouldn't. You've been drinking."

"I'm fine. I'm not drunk."

"Kara? You've had several drinks, I don't want you to-"

"Adam. I'm not drunk. Look." He stops and looks down and they are flying up above the baloney Kara holding him close to her.

"What the- You can fly? You're from earth and you can fly?"

"It's more complicated than that but yeah. I'm not drunk. I can't get drunk on this planet. I would like for you to…" She stops not sure if he would react well to 'fuck me.' "Make me feel good. You know the good stuff."

He gives her a shy smile. "Yeah."

She drops them down and she pulls him to the shadowed area. Well aware there was a party just steps away and families camping just bellow. It wasn't enough to stop her or even embarrasses her.

He kisses her hard pushing her up against the cold stone, her leg hitching at his hip. His hand comes down to her bare thigh gripping the skin, his fingers digging into her. She bites his lip and pulls at his hair the throaty sound he makes and how his head jerks up at her.

"How do you get this outfit off?" He asks his hand moving up and down the back looking for a zipper or buttons.

"It's complicated." She pulls at her skirt and it losses. He picks her up and moves her over his shoulder and she laughs as he pulls the clothing off her legs and then her returns her back. Her legs holding onto his hips and her back against the wall.

Her cunt is pressed into his stomach, hungry for more than just hard kisses and soft strokes. She wanted to let her mind go and just feel something. "Adam. I don't care how you do it but I need you to touch me here." Her hands come to curl into the white blonde hair of her groin. His eyes follow, they are blown and dark, his lips already red and swollen.

He drops to his knees and she slides down the wall with him. He arranges one leg over his shoulder and the other pressed up to her chest. His breath tickles her cunt. He licks her. Quick sharp licks, her body arches and pleasure fills her veins. It's only like this the anger disputes, but only for awhile. When someone else is doing the work and she doesn't have to think about what she has lost. His tongue pushes into her and her head hits back into the stone and she can feel the slight indent she has made.

Adam curls his tongue in her placing his whole mouth on her his lips sucking her his nose teasing. When she looks down at him his eyes are closed like he's sharing a kiss. She groaned his name and rubs herself into him. She's hot, from the inside, it's spilling out of her moving down her legs to her toes. His head starts bobbing and his licking returns in rapid motions.

"Fuck. Adam. Adam!" He stops and Kara is left on the edge.

"You're so beautiful." He says and Kara's face twist together in uncomfortably. He must of assumed it was from pleasure. "Can I…" His face is already red but he looks away in embarrassment. "Can I make love to you?"

He says it with such softness she wants to throw-up.

"If you stop talking yes." She kicks off him twisting herself around so her back and ass is facing him and her hand are bracing herself against the wall. She didn't want to look at him.

She hears the sound of disrobing her fingers pressing into the stone, she's careful not to do more damage. His hands grasp her waist and she likes how big they are. He rubs himself against her. She groans and so does he.

Adam is big, the head pressing into her slit the want to be full has her press back into him. His thumbs rub her back, she can feel it through the suit. He hush her and tells her to be patient, he's got her. She drowns him out.

She listens to the sound of the party, the clicking of glasses, the tapping of feet. She moves to the lake under them the water, the tide moving in. He pushes in. Her mouth falls open in a gasping 'ohhh.' He is bigger than expected.

Her pussy quivers around him, holding his cock. He drops his head forward his face pressing into her hair and neck and he bites her. She can the dull pain of his teeth and against her better judgment she whispers his name.

Adam starts pounding into her. Kara cries in surprise but he doesn't relent. She's pushes on her tiptoes but then remembers she can float. Her cunt stretches for him taking all the weight behind the thrust. She feels good. Hot. Sweaty. Dirty. His mouth kisses and bits at her neck and jaw. He's messier then she would expect her hair getting in the way.

He moves her to one hand. Groping her stomach and pressing into her. The pressure building in her core. With his other hand free he brings his fingers to her cunt and starts swirling over her clit. She chokes on her spit rutting her hip back into him the sound of their skin applauding.

Bracing her forearm against the stone and lifting her legs up to twist around him in a awkward pose she grinds hard on his cock. The stone dimples again under her force and his thrust. He's saying stuff to her but she isn't listening. Her body is all she wants to hear. Being able to feel it, for it to hurt and want and be moved. Even in this state when the yellow sun still gives her power but someone is able to push her, fill her and stretch her.

Adam's hand clamps on her mouth when she cries out in her release. Hushing her that anyone could walkout and see them. She's tired, her arms and legs heavy. She drops her legs down and stands up, Adam's cock sliding right out of her. Her cunt trembles at the lost and she feels his cum dripping down her legs and onto the stone floor. The fucker came inside her.

"Sorry. I didn't intend to…your legs were wrapped around me so tight and you're strong then you look."

Okay it's her fault. "Don't worry, I can get this taken care of." Now for the not fun part of a random hookups. At least she didn't bring this one to her ship. "Where's my skirt?" He picks it up and hands it to her. Kara puts it on and Adam does the same.

"I can take you to my chambers so you can clean up. You being able to fly makes it easier, no sneaking off the baloney and running through empty halls."

"I think I should just head back to my ship. It's getting late anyway." She starts to float up and away but his hand catches hers.

"Will you come and watch the flowers bloom?"

She wouldn't but she smiles and nods and says 'yes.'

****

It is late Friday night or early Saturday morning when Lois makes it back to the cabin. The place smells like sour cooking and when she checks the stove the chicken and rice have congealed. She grabs the tongs Clark had been using and scraps the remains into the trash can. Sadly they would have to deal with the smell.

Lois had taken the crying women back to her cabin knowing Clark was out and looking for the missing girl. By the time they made it down, her husband had already called the cops and a few local neighbors were gathered planning a grid search. It was unnecessary, Superman showed up with the child. It became pandemonium, Lois had to remember that these people don't see Superman everyday. The parents collected their daughter with hugs and kisses and the locals shouted, taking photos and wanting autographs, the cops were starstruck.

Then Clark mentioned the animal. The girl had been tracked by a leopard. A real jungle cat in the woods of Michigan. At first they thought it was a joke but true to his word Clark found the leopard again and was able to catch it. More people were called, the news showed up and Superman was tasked with taking the animal to the closest zoo.

That's why she couldn't take the trash out, the whole community was up in arms about wild animals and a fear that trash would draw them closer to town. With the dinner tossed she opened the fridge and started making a few sandwiches pairing them with the macaroni salad and some chips. She sits at the outdated kitchen table and starts searching her phone for information.

Exotic Animals laws

Walter Miller Company

Exotic Animals spotted.

She reads and writes down notes looking into more, finding more articles and videos. There is money in the illegal trade she knew, but she is more shocked in how many sanctuaries were fronts for people to just own dangerous pets. Eventually Clark returns coming from the back bedrooms still in his super suit. He takes the seat next to her and she offers him a sandwich.

"Sorry about dinner."

"It's okay, the sandwiches are good. How is the leopard?"

"Sedated and going through evaluation. How I've dealt with two exotic wild animal loose in so many days is beyond me."

Lois sets her notes in front of him, with a smug smile, "Crazier connection. You know how the locals mentioned someone buying up all the land? I did some digging, guess what company is doing it." Clark takes the notes and sees Lake Real Estate, a subsidiary part of a much larger company known as Welders LLC. Walter Miller's company. A real Estate conglomerate currently responsible for buying land and homes, leaving them empty to make their other properties go up in price and creating some of the housing shortage happening across the country.

"Walter Miller. Do we think this is his daughter again? She just owns exotic animal all over the country?" He asks.

"I don't know but I doubt it. Sabrina is a fame chaser, she might come out this way for a short vacation but to be out here regularly? I think something else is going on. Something besides real estate and animal smuggling."

Clark gives a sigh, running his hand through his hair and messing up the perfect Superman coif and his natural curls springing loose. "They're going to do a search of the woods." He starts. "Other locals have reported in the pass spotting and hearing different animals that the police hadn't taken seriously but are now. They asked me to help."

She gives a smile, "Of course, they aren't going to turn Superman away."

He looks at her sad, "So much for our weekend away."

Lois reaches out for him. "Clark I'm never going to be upset that you are saving people. And we still are having a weekend away but now we also have a story on our hands. Do you really think I'm going to be here tomorrow just staring at the scenery? Besides all that sex was getting old."

He laughs pressing his fingers into her open palm and tracing the line. "Was it now, getting bored of me?" Getting up she moves to sit on his lap, his arm wraps around her waist, her legs dangle over in a bridle style.

"Getting so bored with you." She jokes nuzzling her face into his neck. "Ten years of marriage and we're tired of each other."

His hand cups her jaw and turns her face to his, his eyes are deep, lips wet and when she's this close to him she can see the imperfections of his skin, the dips and lines, the dryness. It's a comfort a reminder that for all his powers and greatness he's getting older with her, the two are aging together and that in twenty, thirty, fifty years from now she won't be an old women and he still be young.

"Ten years and I still want you. I don't think I could ever be tired of Lois Lane." He kisses her soft, his lips resting onto hers like that's where they should be. Lois drags her hand up into his hair and pulls him to her. The kissing is slow, his hands even more so.

Moving over her legs to her back and up her shirt. They shouldn't have sex, she's to sore from the last couple days and while his suit is always a turn on it comes with problems, while she can't leave a mark on his skin she loves to feel it.

He shifts her and now she's facing him, straddling his legs and feeling his cock press against her. She groans as his hands holds her ass and she rocks herself against him. The soreness in her pussy melting to sweet want. She bites at his lower lip hears his breathing stagger. Their want melding together and like a couple of horny teenagers they keep their clothes on and grind against each other until Lois feels the twist insider her, they way Clark is able to pull her desire out of her with so little work should be embarrassing.

"Call me Superman…Please." He asks.

Lois is tense feeling the hardness of him all over her, the press of his hand already on bruised skin. She leans next to his ear humming into his skin and says, "I'm so close Superman…please make me come. Superman please—" Her body bucks and she grips tightly to his cape and tucks her knees into him. She can't feel the soft, quite movements from him but she recognizes the look on his face his tightly shut eyes and splayed out hands, he comes under her and she gives a sighing laugh. They didn't have sex but they manage to get off.

****

The next morning Clark is already gone when Lois wakes. She didn't wait around, changing and grabbing her lap top and heading out. Remembering the directions of the cafe that Clark mentioned yesterday she drives into town. Passing by the neighboring cabin seeing the young family packing up to head home. Either the trip as planned ends today or they were leaving early she didn't know but she waves as she passes.

There is an increase policed presents on the main street, a garbage truck moves slowly gathering all the trash and there's tons of people. Lois had assumed that the streets would be bare everyone to scared to go out with the risk of wild animals but, young and old, families and college students walk through the streets. She lucks out snagging a parking spot as someone pulls out but worries she won't get a table inside.

The small cafe is packed she can tell before even going in, not wanting to fight she goes to the small outside patio setting up her laptop and using a spare sweatshirt as a buffer to the iron chair, even without the bruising those chairs were uncomfortable. There is a URL on the side of the building she uses to place an online order with directions she was sitting in the patio. With her drink ordered she starts up her laptop and begins working.

She looks more into Walter Miller and his daughter trying to find a connection to this area and exotic animals. There is a video Sabrina did years ago working with a charity to protect safari lands and Lois calculates that Sabrina is into animal rights every year doing a live charity drive for a number of shelters and helps pet owners in the Metropolis area by offsetting the cost of getting their animals fixed.

Walter Miller is harder to track. He doesn't post his life on social media and has always did his dirty work behind closed doors. She tries to track some of the sales of the land in the surrounding area, having to call the county clerk who gave the info more willingly then Lois had anticipated. Lake Real Estate has been around for four years but has only just recently started acquiring land, though if her Birds Eye Maps are right the locations seemed off compared to how Welders as a company works.

Welders likes buying the cheap rundown homes or medium income apartments, the hoard them like kids do with Halloween candy. They aren't in the rental business and vacation homes aren't their focus either so lake side property is a choice. When she stalls she first calls a couple different people. Some of the other towns were Lake Real Estate have bought property in other parts of Michigan, Wisconsin, and Ohio. She also called the few numbers she could find for Lake Real Estate getting a voice mail and leaving her number for a call back.

When the barista brought her her second order of iced coffee did Lois realize the table behind her became occupied. Three men talking low keeping to themselves, she wouldn't have thought anything of it if it wasn't for the fact one of them brought up Superman. Lois pretends to continue to work and eavesdrops on the conversation.

"The search party still in the woods?" Says one.

"Yeah, Brian and Josh are still helping in the search, so far we're in the clear they haven't gone near the south side." Says another.

"What's the plan? Superman is in the area, we don't have many options. This can't be a coincidence." The third tags on.

Lois sips her coffee, this is something other then just some locals chatting about a real superhero helping the community. She doesn't turn to look at them fidgeting with her phone instead and hoping she gets more.

"They're going to call us tonight, tell us what to do. That leopard got out weeks ago it was bound to be caught, everyone's on edge but no one knows anything yet." Says the first.

"It almost killed a little girl." Says the third guy. "There's also that missing hiker from Helensburg, I wouldn't be surprised if he came face to face with that leopard."

"Don't go sleeping in the woods if you don't want to be a wild animals meal."

Lois is shocked by the open conversation. They may be whispering but they were in public and they knew a lot about these animals, the connection with Walter Miller and something possibly happening tonight. She took quick notes of what the men had said and waited longer then she had wanted for them to get up and walk by her so she could see their faces. Nothing about them stood out, three white men, two older white graying hair and round stomachs, the other around her age buzz cut. They dress like construction workers, steel toed boots, dirty paint stained jeans and reflective vest. As they pass one turns to the barista who's changing out the chalkboard sign to update the menu. They know each other Lois is sure with how the acknowledge one another and then they are gone.

Getting up she walks to the front of the build and sees them all pile into a van. Nothing particular about it and drive off. The worker continues to finish up the sign and Lois tries to come up with a way to find out who any of them are. Thinking she opens her bag and sees Clark's wallet in her purse. Taking only a moment she drops it on the ground and proclaims.

"Oh one of those guys left their wallet here." She picks it up and the worker looks over at her. "Oh no."

"I can take it. They come by often enough." Says the worker. That's not enough she need more information. "Are you sure dropping it off at the police station wouldn't be better? I'd hate for them to lose their cards and ID."

The barista rolls her eyes giving a frown. "I promise. I know the one guy in the group. Larry Grim he's my best friend's uncle. They'll be in tomorrow morning." Lois hands over the wallet an easy price for a name.

****

Lois pulls into the the parking lot of the most popular trail head, cop, hunters, trackers all around. Superman must still be out searching the woods. When she gets out she clips her press badge on and joins the crowd of other press and civilians. First listening then walking to the cop standing on the other side of the roped off area.

"Lois Lane of the Daily Planet. Any comments about the exotic animals in these woods?" The cop gives her a bored look, her name doesn't carry as much weight out here as it does in the city.

"The sheriff has already issued a statement. There is no other updates as of now."

"Have you moved the search closer to the lake? Are the police looking into the missing hiker, Jesse Mcbride?"

"Lady what do you think no other update means?"

"Dustin Ellis I know you aren't talking so rudely to someone just asking some questions." Says a woman from the crowd. "The Daily Planet being interested in our small town is a big deal." Dustin gives the women an annoyed frown and she crosses her arms.

"Sorry for being rude. No updates." He walks off to the other corner of the roped off area.

"I apologize for my son. He wanted to be apart of the search but got stuck on crowd control. Your from the Daily Planet? They sent you out here fast."

"I was actually in the area. I'm surprised to see so many people out after yesterday."

"Oh that's because of Superman. Everyone wants a chance to see him. I know my son and the sheriff don't like it but then again more people out means less likely any animal will mosey their way into town. I'm Carol by the way."

"Lois. Do you know anything about the land towards the south side?" Carol ponders.

"Of the lake? It's the old industrial part of the town back when shipments would come in but most of those building have been abandoned for years now. It's where I attended parties back in high school."

"Lake Real Estate bought up a lot of the land over there. Old place to buy if the goal is to create rental properties."

"Oh I don't know about that. I'm just glad that's all they got, in the last five years we've had so many outside landlords coming in and buying up property taking the money and not investing any in the local community. Not only that but it's making it impossible for our children to keep roots in the area, they’re being priced out."

Lois nods this is happening all over the country the only places that seem to be spared the pinch are the ones that made zoning laws back in the day that stopped the purchasing power of large companies and allowed diverse house. Smallville being one such place. After the 2008 housing crisis they went crazy protecting their community.

"Do you know Larry Grim?" She asks.

"Your questions are all over the place. You think Larry Grim has anything to do with this? I know of him, quiet man, I know his wife and him separated awhile back and he's dating another women now." She stops, "Oh, he does work for that company I think or at least he was contracted out. He drives trucks and takes equipment to and from." Lois nods and jots down her notes.

"Larry is an animal guy but he isn't no Joe exotic or whatever that man's name is."

"I'm just following different leads." There's a shock in the crowd and someone shouts and points up into the sky. Lois sees Clark coming down, cap bright and hair perfect aside from the stubborn curl. The crowd surges and Dustin the cop has to keep them at bay, a second cop comes to help. Lois elbows her way to the front.

More men come out from the treeline. They all meet under a tent while Superman talks quietly and they mark what Lois assumes in a map. Eventually the sheriff comes to the crowd and Lois and the other media reach their arms and phones out to record any updates. "Our search is still underway. We ask that everyone remains out of the woods. We still don't know where the leopard came from but he has been successfully removed and taking to the city zoo."

People hit with a barrage of questions. Lois's voice raises above them all, her bossiness' and unflinching nature out matching those around her. "Are you considering checking private property?"

The sheriff looks at her, noting her press badge and raising an eyebrow. "It's not out of the question but the public woods are top importance."

"Have you made any connections to the missing hiker and the animal?"

"The detective in charge of the case has been given an update and is looking into the angle."

"Has there been any other reports of exotic animals in these woods?"

"We currently have no reason to believe there are more exotic animals in these woods." He points to another reporter then another one, Lois is being shut out. She writes his lukewarm response down from the other questions and when it's clear she won't get much more than that she heads back to her car.

It's like doing a puzzle without having the picture in front of her. There's a vague idea of what this all is suppose to look like. Walter Miller, his daughter being an animal enthusiast, the purchasing of land and exotic animals. Miller is a lobbies for Tec companies, he use to work for Lex Luthor in the ever complicated world of laws and politics. But it doesn't seem connected to that at all. It it really just Sabrina and she's using her fathers shell companies to hid her strange need to own dangerous animals.

She watches as Clark goes to the crowd waving and shaking hands with people. Everyone is excited to meet Superman. He gets on his knee to talk to the few children who were there talking to a little girl who hides her face behind her doll.

"Dammit!" She hadn't checked in with Conner at all. Grabbing her phone she check her messages and see's a few update pictures. Lily sitting on the old porch swing, Jon in Conner's husbands arms petting a cow. Kara, Lily and Jon laying on the living room floor drawing. As she pulls away she calls him up.

****

Clark makes it back to the cabin a few minutes after her. She sits on the couch, her notes all spread out and looking into other angles. Is Luthor corp involved, Max Lord, she even did a Hail Mary and used her contacts to call the closest person she could get to to try and get Sabrina Miller on the phone. It was her wellness coach, someone who Clark had done a deep investigation on and uncovered years of abuse and wack science, it wasn't enough to change everyone opinions of her, really Clark just got ripped to shreds by a large portion of her fans but she didn't need to know that Lois is married to that 'guy with bad posture, spotty skin and a body filled with toxins.'

"You've been busy." He says looking at her notes.

"I wish they made since. What info do you have. Off the record."

He gives a smile. "We found the den, and the missing hiker, his body was near it, they'll do an investigation but he was a victim of the leopard." Lois gives a somber nod, she honestly can't imagine the pain a parent goes through when their child has died. The close is when Clark died but even that pales in comparison.

"No other animals?"

"Maybe? I did find the skeletal remains of something but I'm not sure what. We did go to a couple peoples houses, known for harboring wild animals but more like raccoons, possums and deer. Not what we're looking for. There is one interesting thing. We needed a mold of the leopard's teeth so I headed up to the zoo to pick up the casing and while there they told me that the leopard's DNA was strange."

"How so?"

"It's a DNA match to a leopard from the Chicago city zoo. Which means it could be his offspring except that leopard died four years ago and all his children are accounted for. They are doing more test they think there was contamination. What have you found out?"

Lois relays the information she was able to cobble together ending it with. "The answer is right there in all of this."

"Well it looks like were going to be doing an old school stakeout." Clark says. "We need to find this building and see what they are planning."

Lois nods, "Good thing we brought the car. Also were going to need to stop by the coffee shop and pick up your wallet."

He gives her a look as she heads back to the bedroom to change.

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Lois cuts the lights as she pulls off the road and parks the car in a wet gravel mud pit that often got used as a parking lot. They were in between two industrial building and tucked next to a truck and machinery that from her perspective looks like it had been there awhile. With her earlier research she knew that Lake Real Estate owned both buildings but nothing about what they were being used for.

"Do you see anything?" She asks Clark, his glasses are turned up and she can see his pupils— strain, it the best word she can come up for it.

"There's lead. It's like they build a lead skeleton inside the building, but only half heartedly, it only goes up about fifteen feet high and there's what I assume is a roof too."

"So a bare bones lead building inside a building. There is only one reason why you do that. They don't want Superman interfering, but what is it."

"This has Lex written all over it. And we know him and Miller are friendly."

"Lex has been quite. After the whole brainiac taken over the pentagon and nearly whipping out all of our allies he lost all his government contracts."

"And Bruce went in with the double hit of buying out nearly all of his scientist." Clark adds.

"You hear anything?"

He nods, "People, not many. But there is something in there, big, I can hear it walking but I can't place they type of animal it is."

Taking her binoculars she looks to see another truck pulling up. A transport truck. She recognizes the man getting out as Larry from the coffee shop. He's alone but someone from insides meets him before heading back in.

"They're talking." Clark says. "They've been told what to do-" He jolts and before Lois can ask, Clark grabs her and pushes her down onto the middle conceal and his body moves over top of hers his arms spread around her. She feels it, the glass shattering and the bullets hitting his body but fling off. She doesn't scream or cry, just bites tight on her lip until blood is drawn and her fingers dig into Clark's thigh. The bullets stop and the driver side door opens.

"How noble he used his body to protect her." Says a man. He reaches for Lois, poking her with his gun. She gives Clark's leg a squeeze, she's fine and to stay down. Bringing her hands up, shaking from the adrenaline she slides out from under Clark who stays slumped over. "Somehow they all missed you."

Lois is shocked that the man who is holding her at gunpoint and who just shot a few rounds into her car is none other then the sheriff from earlier. "Please, let me take him to the hospital." She says knowing this is unlikely going to happen.

"He's gone dear, I'm sure you're fine with that, leaves the door for Superman to come and sweep you off your feet. Come on let's go." He grabs Lois from under the arm and pulls her out of the car dragging her to building. She doesn't see Clark leave at all but she does see the car shift knowing he's most likely already in the building.

The sheriff throws open the door and continues to drag Lois with him though she isn't fighting him. She first sees Larry looking distressed, and one of the other guys from the coffee shop. Then she sees the strange lead structure, it sits in the middle of the warehouse and does look like a second building though thin and temporary.

"Who were you shooting at?" The first guy asked.

"A nosy reporter. She was at the task center earlier today asking questions and her and her husband were staking the place out." He tosses Lois to the ground and she watches as he reloads his gun. She gets to her knees, noticing that this building opens directly to the lake channel and water is filling in from outside, the lead building built over part of it too. Then she hears the screech of a monkey and jumps from the sound. "Husband's been taken care of but we still have to get rid of her and the animals."

"You're going to kill her?" Ask Larry eyes widen with panic.

The sheriff rolls his eyes, "We can't let her go, this is Lois Lane from the Daily Planet, Superman showing up was bad, she's worst. This entire thing will be front page news. Besides I already killed her husband, though you don't seem that broken up about it." He says turning to Lois holding up the gun. Lois's just glares at him.

"How do you know you killed him? Very little blood for emptying your gun into him."

The sheriff clenches his jaw while the others look among themselves one angrily asks, "Did you check?"

"Ted, Josh go grab the guys body we have to get rid of it anyway. You got lucky Lane, but you won't be this time. What's the plan?" He ask as the other two run outside.

"We have to get rid of all the animals. They want us to kill them then dispose of them." Says the only guy who's name she didn't know.

"Kill Them! The animals?" Larry shouts. "We can't kill them."

"We don't have a choice we have to get rid of all the evidences and they ain't sending anyone to get them off our hands."

"Don't go soft on my now Larry." Starts the sheriff. "Now Miss Lane I'll do you the comfort of killing you before throwing your body into the gator pit." He straightens his arms and fires the gun but Lois doesn't flinch. She can't see it happening, barely hears it but she can imagine it in her mind. Superman bursting through the roof, debris falling around them, Larry and the other guy moving out of the way. The sheriff still stuck in his pose the gun spark still lit as the bullet is caught mid air in Clark's palm.

His cape is still filtering in front of her and the three all stand there dumbfounded. The sheriff fires more bullets and they ricochet off of him, Larry and the other guy taking cover. Lois shouldn't be shocked, these people have only ever heard of Superman and hearing about someone being bulletproof is different from seeing it first hand.

The door burst open and either Josh or Ted Lois doesn't know comes in with his own gun pulled. "There is no body in the car and Ted took off!"

"Dammit!" The sheriff shouts then Lois hears the sound of doors opening. Looking behind her she sees the lead building is lined with garage doors and all of them are opening. They don't all come out at once but she can hear more of them now, monkeys, a lone bear and hyenas.

"Superman! That channel leads directly to the lake. If they get out everyone could be at risk." Lois says. She's looking for a way to keep them in then sees the gate. Clark goes to round the animals up while Lois runs to the wheel that will seal shut the channel access. The sheriff and others take off using the release of the animals as a distraction.

A tropical bird flies out from one unit and she ducks, Clark has wrestled the bear back to his cage and bent shut the door. The hyenas have cornered a young monkey and she turns away not to see what happens only to hear the swoosh of Superman and the monkey is safe. A lion turns the corner as she comes to the wheel, he is unbothered and sits on his side and while there is some distances from her to him she's so focused on him that she doesn't hear the fast approaching feet. Turning around to see a gator coming on her she jumps back. Larry come in and swings a long board at the gator allowing it to chomp on the wood.

"The gate! The hyena will make a run for it." He says. He keeps the gator back while Lois pulls on the wheel lifting the metal gate up, the water making it heavy. She can't lock the wheel in place while holding the tension.

"Lock it while I hold it." She shouts. Larry comes up and locks it in place just as the gator moves forward mouth open then gets dragged back. Clark pulls the gator and easily lifts him back to his unit. The hyenas take the longest to gather while the lion just moseys his way back to his unit, Clark shutting it behind him.

"Is that all of them?" Lois asks.

"I think so." Clark says landing next to her and Larry. "You want to tell us what this is all about?"

Larry gives a sigh rubbing his neck then starts talking. "I don't know everything. A few months ago I was asked to help transport some equipment eventually I got promoted to transporting the animals from here to other states, to like important places, labs and stuff. I was told it was for protecting the animals, that they weren't being treated right in captivity and we were helping them. We had to keep it a secrets though and I believed them."

"What labs?" Lois asked.

"Ah…Project Labs and Cass Science."

"Those are both under Cadmas Labs umbrella." Clark says. "And the zoo mentioned how the leopard's DNA was odd, maybe it's not an offspring but-"

"A clone?" Lois finishes. "Superboy destroyed all of Cadmas's data and research years ago and then the laws passed banning the practice of cloning."

"Brain the Sheriff might know more." Larry says. "He and Mitch was the contact for all of this."

"Looks like I've got to go find the Sheriff. We need to call the state police too and FBI most likely."

"Already on it." Lois says. Clark turns back to Larry who looks sick at the mention of the police.

"Are you willing to talk the FBI? Your cooperation will look good." Clark asks. Larry’s lips go thin and he looks like he might cry.

"I didn't want anyone to get hurt. This was a job, this area has been struggling and I needed the work. When the leopard got out I thought it was taken care of but then…I didn't know about all of this, Cadmas and cloning."

Clark brought his hand down on the man's shoulder. "And you stayed to help. That says a lot too. And I'll tell them that you stayed but we will need people on record to get this truth out and to get justices for the hiker and these animals."

Larry rubs his face before nodding and Lois calls.

AN: This is hands down the dirties fic I've written. But I'm tired of the evil superman harem fis so here's one that still has a see Clark or Kal-El.

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Tonight is the night. Nearly a year in the making; first the vetting then the social meet and the learning, getting yourself ready for this night. You had taken the day off and the following for recovery. You had your wax appointment moved to earlier this week, you did an everything shower this morning, you even went to the salon to get your hair just right. He had sent you a package a couple weeks ago, the first sign that it would finally happen. The package had come with instructions, what to expect and two options for tonight.

Option one. A bright red sexy silk teddy. It fit perfectly stopping at mid thigh and an equally sexy matching robe. It flatters your curves in a way that shocks you, you had only met him four times prior and he found something that matched you so well.

Option two. A risque two piece lingerie. The whole thing much more visual stimulation then anything else. A perfect blue, cup less and crotchless. A couple straps connecting the top to the bottom and a pair of matching blue stockings. You owned exactly one pair of sexy clothes and it was amateur hour compared to this. Everything about you is exposed in this, and something about your ass and cunt hanging out but your legs clothed felt embarrassingly hot. Late in the evening after getting the delivery you had turned your lights down low and posed with it on in front of your mirror. Feeling yourself and getting so excited that you pulled out your favorite toy; the one that could suction cup to the floor and watched your breast bounce wildly and your knees get sore.

The clothing came with the instructions to wear whichever one you felt most comfortable in. You liked that he gave you the option, took your comfort in mind. You had gone back and forth which one to wear? The teddy is more your style but the two piece made you feel sexy in a way that you often didn't. Never in your life would you choose to be so exposed to a man but he's different. He's not like other men. He's Superman and he chose you.

You took the test before getting dressed. Brushed your teeth and touch up the mascara. Setting the positive ovulation test on the card that instructed you too. Being a member of Superman's harem is a honor. Thousand of women all of the world had fought for a place and you got in. The group in this part of the country is small, the largest number being in Metropolis of course. You meet up with the women every week, and would discussed everything from the weather to life to your shared partner. Part of your duty was image control and publicity some helped in the hero capacity keeping their eyes and ears open. Other working on the logistics of maintaining such a large net work of partners.(They're the ones who helped you prepare for tonight) You help out with child care and a few of the women you've gotten even closer to and considered them friends. Two were here the other night getting the room ready, cleaning your bathroom. Buying you a fresh pair of sheets, that they washed first to strip the newness and give them your scent. Another, one who you babysit for regularly because she lives in the apartment two blocks down from you had swung by a dropped off some food for after, water with electrolytes, lotion to help sore muscles and an extra bottle of lube.

"I know you've been preparing yourself for him but he really is as big as everyone says." She had said. Your face had gone so red and you started giggling like a school girl.

You decided on the two piece. It it bold and so different, and sexy. Pulling up the stockings and buttoning them in place you turn on the speakers and an instrumental playlist starts. Turning off the over head lights and dimming the lamps. You don't want it too dark, You did want to see him. Getting into the bed you arrange the pillows falling back on them. You position yourself then reposition yourself trying to find the pose you want him to see you in. You weren't sure how he'd arrive. Through the window or front door? You relax, resting your eyes and arms. Listing to the sound of your heart beating. The heat of your skin and the wetness at your cunt.

Tracing over the small button that connects the stockings to panties, rubbing your thighs together. Your hand roams further up your legs forming around your nicely waxed mound. There's still a bit of hair, trimmed and shaped like a triangle pointing down. Your fingers glide over the shape and you are amazed out how smooth the naked part of the skin still feels. Tucking a finger down between your thighs still very much squeezed together you press your opening. Slick and wanting, heat spilling from your cheeks and moving down your neck to your shoulders.

Biting your lip you press your finger in, your walls tight and hot. You've got into the habit of touching yourself regularly. Preparing like the others told you but also embracing pleasure. Exploring your body you had once considered embarrassing. You spread your legs open, giving yourself unobscured access to your cunt. Eyes closing you push a finger to the hilt add another and start fucking yourself.

He could probably hear you doing this. Maybe he was already watching. He liked watching his women, pleasuring themself and each other. You knew this. You had been in a few group gathers as such. One of the women, a cute redhead with tan skin and pouty lips licked your pussy while you bit on the lips of a tall, lean dark skinned women who squeezes your breast. He watched as several of the women, the ones who had already given him children put on the straps and showed off their fake cocks. Molded after his. He also partook. Taking one women after another holding them to him and spreading their legs showing off their cunts. Playing with them, complimenting them. Then he fucked four of the women. Got to see him put a baby in all of them. He fucked them stupid.

You moan, remembering his blue eyes, his powerful thighs, his gritting groans. Pulling your hand free you grab one of the toys you have arranged on the side table. Taking the egg that has a cord that sticks out and connects to the remote you turn on the shift two buzz. Your toes curl and you drop your head back.

A strong audible tapping comes from the window. You open teary eyes and focus them to the man outside. You live on the twelfth floor, no balcony, you do have a fire escape but it's on the living room window. Kal-El pushes the window up. He floats through it moving up and dropping back down onto the floor. You had expected the Superman suit but he is dressed casually. Dark jeans held up with a belt, white undershirt and an open button up collar shirt a mossy green.

You instinctively close your legs the vibrating sound of the toy deafening. His hand comes to your knee and he speaks in a calming excited voice. "Don't hide yourself let me see."

With thin lips and fingers clutching the sheets you part your legs. Showing off your perfectly groomed pussy, dripping wet and the toy slowly slipping out. Your pussy pulses trying to keep it in place but with a puk it drops to the bed. Kal-El's hand glides down your leg picking up the toy with his long slender fingers, with a smile he pushes it back into you and his palm holds it in place.

You moan. He was touching you. Cupping your cunt while a toy vibrated hard inside you. Your walls squeezes around it loving the feeling but it wasn't scratching the full itch. His other hand came to your hair and tucks it behind an ear. His finger slides down your jaw and tilling your head up.

You've seen him do so much with theses hands. The power behind them. To protect and love. You're breathing heavily, heart pounding. Nerves yes but also want, anticipation. You've been dreaming of this day since you became one of Kal-El's women. The day he fucks you and puts a baby inside you.

"I've been waiting for my night with you. You look…" He stops releasing a hard breath his eyes taking in your exposed breast, the pad of his palm pushing down on your cunt. "All ready have your cunt ready for me."

Dropping your head back you whine feet pushing into the sheets. Your hand comes to rest on top of his, its warm and soft and you can't picture another man ever toughing you here ever again. This cunt was his and only his.

"She's a greedy cunt." You say. "The toy isn't enough."

He smiles. "We'll have to take care of that."

He unbuckles his belt pulling it free and undoing his pants. He pulls both his shirts off and folds them. You bite back a smile as he tucks it on the chair. He picks up the ovulation test and the list of acceptable sex acts you like. He had a list too of sex acts he likes. Sure the goal is making a baby but you can still get freaky.

Kal-El comes to the bed and swings himself right on top of you. He sits on his knees spread out wide garbing you right under your knees and pulling you down resting them on his thighs leaving you open to him completely. Taking the toy by its tail be pulls it out of you. Turing it off and dropping it to the ground. He replaces it with his finger pushing one in all the way.

Gripping his arm you groan, the finger going deeper then the toy had been and thicker. His mouth finds yours and the two of you are kissing. He's gentle, more so then you expected but still hard. His teeth sharp, his tongue greedy. It became sloppy quick, any hope of romantic longing kisses turned to the wayside. His finger pushes into you fast hitting the spot you need, tears in your eyes already from how good it feels.

Squirming under him, pressing your legs but unable to because of him. His big beautiful body. Hard, muscular, soft and malleable. He breaks the kiss and looks down at his finger and spits. Right on your cunt. He adds another finger and your eyes go to the back of your head and your screaming. He doesn't stop pistolling into you until you stop writhing.

You relax your body still floating. Kal-El gave you a sweet smile removing his fingers. "Sorry." You say wiping at your forehead.

"Don't apologies. I like to know my women are enjoying themselves. Besides that's just one of many."

You laugh. "How many are you going to give me?" He stretches up to lay beside you and you rest your hands on his bare chest.

"How many can you handle?" He asks his eyes playful. You think for a moment. You know he can last a long time. He can have multiple organisms in a singe rendezvous. But you want to be realistic.

"At least four."

"Three more to go." He kisses you his hand coming to cup your face and you smell his aftershave. An earthy musk smell comforting as it lingers in your nose. Pulling away you ask.

"What do you want me to call you? Kal-El? Superman, Kal?"

"Any of them are fine. Most like to use Kal-El or Kal but some like to role play Superman."

"Okay. Kal." It felt so informal but then again you were practically naked and he did just have his fingers up your pussy.

"Turn onto your stomach." He says getting up. "I want your ass up." He floated up and over you landing back down on the side of the bed next to the dresser and all the toys you had chosen for today and he looks between them. Doing as he said and got on your knees, ass up. Right on the edge of the mattress. Your breast dangled, the sheets tickling your nipples and the cold air hit the sloppy mess of your cunt. The tingle of want coming back.

His hand comes sliding over the stockings you wore, his fingers pressing into the buttons. "The buttons are cute. I think I like them better than the guarder claps." He follows the strap up to the underwear. "I love the way women's legs look in pantyhose. Even with a pair of the most unless panties it gives a leave of sophistication." Well that explains the fashion choice among the other women.

Both his hands grabbed your cheeks and separate them. Heat burns up your body, your pussy twitching. His thumb starts teasing your asshole. The moan is throaty, you raise your ass up almost chasing the touch. He presses further the tip of his thumb going in. You jolt, your head snapping back. True with your pussy and now your asshole, someone else's finger always feels better.

"Be careful. I haven't added any lube."

"E…eat it." You say looking back at him. His eyebrow raises and with a wicked grin he relies.

"My pleasure."

His mouth tickles across your ass, his fingers digging into the fat. You drop your head down to the pillow and wrap your arms around it your breath caught in your throat. His tongue glides over your hole and you tenses. Biting your lip so hard it hurts.

With the tip he circles, around and around, stopping going the other way. You choke out a sob your toes curling in. His lips encompass you and he's sucking, and biting, and licking and kissing. You cover your mouth first with your hand but you're still to loud so you bite the pillow. Rocking into him, his tongue sliding into you. It's shocking, it hurts in a pleasurable way. Hot and thick, never have you describe a tongue thick.

His hand comes down and he rubs his finger over your slit. He plays with your pussy and tongues your asshole. Your skin is burning, your knees sore already but you don't stop. Don't stop rocking, don't stop moaning. You feel slobber spilling from your mouth. His thumb presses into your clit, he bites your left cheek.

"Kal! Ka…" You can't focus his mouth finding the next play thing. Your cunt drips, his thumb catching the wetness and pushing back into your clit, hard before giving you relief. His lips leave your hole and you think he's done but then the cap of the lube opens and the cold wetness spreads over you. Using the fingers of his other hand he rims your opening, coating you and his fingers.

"I'm going to use one finger. Get you ready. Okay."

You nod. And one finger goes in. Slow, to the first knuckle. You gasp. He twist and presses and pushes further in. You move to your elbows, straightening out your spine. He kisses your lower back.

Kal-El now has fingers in both your holes and you wonder if he is seeing it. What does it look like your cunt and asshole full. He pushes again to the hilt. And with the fingers in your pussy he starts pumping into you. Your head drops and you watch your breast sway under the motion.

"Kal." You whisper. Your muscles spasm. Thighs and ass clench, a cold relief comes over you as you spray all over him. You're breathing heavy and he leads you down till you're lying flat.

"Two." He says with a dimpled smile. You groan out a laugh.

"I don't know if I'm prepared for the next two."

"Do you want to stop?" He asks.

"What? No, we still, you haven't…"

"I don't want you to extend yourself to hard. There's always next time."

You grab his hand turning to your back and pressing it to your stomach.

"I want a baby. I've always wanted to be a mom and now I can. With someone who is good and sweet and protective. A little girl or boy. Please don't stop."

Kal-El smiles. He rubs your stomach and you can't wait for when its swollen and your feet hurt and the spare room is finally a nursery. He bends down and kisses your cheek and says. "Okay. I'll go clean up. Drink some water and get comfortable." He walks to your bathroom and you get up. Taking the bra piece off but leaving the panties and stockings. With a wet wipe you clean yourself up and grab the fancy water. Your skins getting a bit clammy going from hot sex to cool down. Grabbing some muscle lotion you rub it on your thighs and shoulders.

His hands take over for you rubbing over your shoulders and down your arms. His heat fighting off the chill, his mouth kissing your neck. You can feel him pressed into your back. He had discarded his pants. Everyone had told you he's huge, you had seen it before. But feeling him is different.

Kal leads you back to bed. He wraps you in his arms and falls back. The two of you are kissing, his hands touching you everywhere. Your hands go into his hair, grab his shoulder, feel up his pecks and biceps. You rub your pussy over his cock, feel him twitch and see Kal's eyebrows crumble at the pleasure. You relish in seeing this man succumb to you. You grow boulder biting at him, feeling the strength he displays everyday in subtle ways. Rolling onto your back he follows coming on top of you his legs spreading yours apart.

Pulling away he reaches over and grabs one of the several bottles of lube. You laugh hearing one fall to the floor and his soft 'shoot'. You take in his full naked chest. He sits back on his legs and the 'pop' of the bottle echos in your ears. The lube drips down onto his cock and your cunt. The whole bottle spent under his grip. He toss it to the floor.

One hand wraps around his cock stroking in slow movements of his wrist. His other hand with the brush of three fingers over your cunt spreed the lube around. You buck your hips up and he push all three in rotating them back and forth, pushing further.

"Kal…hmm." Your breathing gets heavy and there's a weight on your chest. "Kal…please. Please put a baby in me."

"I got to stretch you out first. Got to get this cunt ready. Got to take good care of her, this is how our baby will enter the world." He starts fanning his fingers out stretching you even further. It hurts but you moan anyway because it's him doing it, not you or one of your toys or one of the other women.

He's watching your cunt swallowing his fingers so greedily his thumb rubbing along your pussylips and the head of his cock poking against you. You grab the headboard above you scratching at it. His forth fingers enters and you swallow the moan. His whole hand is nearly in your pussy. It brought a whole new term to fist fighting.

"Fuck. Kal. Please…I-"

Kal hushes you. "I know you want it. You want my cock? You want me to fill you up with a baby." He removes his hand and then you feel the tip. Hard, balboas and pushing through. He's thick and long but your pussy is desperate for this particular itch. She flutters for him the lube making her a slip and slide. He opened you beautify the weight of him settling like you were always met for his cock.

Tears slip down your eyes. It doesn't hurt it just feels so good. He wipes at the tears with the back of his hand. The only clean part. In the dark his eyes seem to be glowing and you wonder if that's just something he can do. Glowing blue eyes.

He grabs you by the thighs. Your feet go over his shoulder and he's lifting your backside up off the mattress. With both hands you grip the bottom of your head board and a pause he takes one of the pillows and inserts it between your head and the head board. He's thrusting into you.

The sound of skin hitting skin and the squeak of your bed frame get dawned out by your moans. It feels so good, him splitting you open and filling you up. His face blends in concentration and pleasure. His eyebrows crinkled together, his mouth open in desire. He says your name fast, hard like a snap. Your heels press into his shoulders, feet wrapping around his neck.

He goes faster and your head hits into the pillow. You close your eyes and just feel you body. The sweat, the tingle in the back of your legs, the swollen ache of your cunt, the zap in your skin leaving the hairs standing. Kal grabs your legs from under the knees and pushes them down and open. Fucking you in a whole new angle.

You grab his face and kiss him. Begging for it. "Yes. Yes. I want it. God!"

You come so fast and hard that you're crying and Kal licks at your face. He continues.

Above you are floating. Is he flying? You think but no you watch yourself and Kal-El below. He has rearrange your positions and you are sitting in his lap his hands holding you at your waist and he's fucking up into you. He has fucked you into on out of body experiences. You see yourself drool and your blathering incoherently. You're not even sure how you've managed to keep hold of him.

"Yeah, baby, I love seeing myself inside you." You've snapped back to your body, your mouth wide open, rocking like your just his rag doll. He's hitting the place you need and the tension is building up again. So close to the last one.

"Put it in me Kal. Put a baby in me."

He thrust once, twist and on the third holds you down. You feel it. His cum shooting into you. Your head tips back and your body goes limp. Your fourth organism has truly taken you out. There's so much inside you, it has no choice but to spill out.

Kal rearranges you. With you rear facing the headboard and your feet pointing up. You had heard doing this after sex help the chances of pregnancy. Kal wipes at your face and brushes the hair back. You feel like you're moving through jello, even though you're not moving at all.

"What happens next?" You ask.

"I'll clean you up. If nothings going on I'll stay here and take care of you. Or we can call one of my women if you prefer their support."

"No. Getting pregnant. What do we do now."

"Oh, we'll it'll take a few weeks, but you take a pregnancy test and if everything good we'll put you down as mother to be in the roster. We'll get the necessary ready and prepare for a baby."

"And if I'm not?"

"We will try again. It doesn't always happen the first time."