As Lexa dressed, the flickering candlelight dancing her shadow across the tent's walls in a manner almost more alluring that the shaded bronze body going back into hiding, Clarke luxuriated in her nudity. There wasn't much right in her life. She was determined to enjoy what she'd found with Lexa. Ignore all the things that didn't make sense. Embrace all the...
It had to have been a dream. Had to have been. The black hairs he found on his pillow the next morning—the lingering scent—just coincidences. A submissive Asian teenage girl in black leather bondage gear who had admitted to him in the afterglow that she'd only ever done it before with her blonde best friend, who was also Batgirl—clearly a wet dream. Batgir...
Author's note: This story takes place between A:tla and LoK. All characters are over 18. *** Suki walked around from Appa and the camp, wanting a little privacy. Things had been tense—some fight between Aang and Sokka, with Sokka using his big little brain to call Aang short, which apparently got to him. As Suki walked out into the woods, she saw Aang medi...
It came like a bolt from the blue. Literally. Kara was flying, it was a clear sky, then bam, lightning bolt. She wasn't even sure she could be struck by lightning—whoever heard of it hitting a moving target?—by suddenly she was pinwheeling down, ricocheting between two buildings to land face down in an alley like the first scene in an episode of CSI. Groanin...
She soaped her body up, shivering as every sudsing touch elicited a wince of soreness. She wasn't physically aching, but bone-tired, weariness seeping through her, her self-image shattered. No matter how hard she tried to concentrate on washing herself off, she couldn't forget what enjoyment the dirtiness had brought. When she got out, Jeremy was waiting....
There were things Peggy wasn't sure she loved about Steve. Things that it was quite possible were very irritating, if she had any objectivity on the subject. Chief and foremost, when she was with him, the indignities of being a woman in a man's world... and most especially, a woman in a man's espionage agency... became mild, trifling concerns. At least, when...
Lamia wasn't sure exactly what was happening. She'd been about to take out possibly the most annoying, and certainly the most useless, of the Librarians and then her pressure points had been struck, her entire body shut down like someone had thrown a switch. She was on the ground now, bearing the pain of her sprained wrist and dislocated shoulder, trying to...
Tim stood atop the Time-Warner Building, one more gargoyle on the Gotham skyline, his cape shifting and flowing with the night wind. He only ever took a little joy in looking like a badass—maybe a little more when he was with the Titans, and he dropped out of the ceiling with a plan and a good one-liner, and they all reacted with shock and awe. In Gotham, th...
Clark was slamming himself into Karen as if in a rage when a glint showed in his eyes. Suddenly, instead of kneeling down behind Karen, he was picking her up, holding her back against his belly as easily as he would tote a bag of groceries. Then he plunged her down on his upright erection, jamming her to its base and then back up to the bellend, locking Kare...
A/N: This was written as a Patreon reward after K-Box made a five dollar pledge, so thanks/blame go out to him. ***** All it took was one look. For a while now, Clara had saved on shopping money by 'borrowing' outfits from the TARDIS's voluminous wardrobe. When Danny had suggested a beach outing, she had decided she might as well impress and gone immed...