Chapter 7 - Delivery Girl: Wonder Woman

I don't own DC Comics or Superbabes: Special Delivery Service.

Time: 9:04 PM


A knock on my door takes my eyes away from my desk. 

“Hey Eli.” Al says behind the door. “You sure you don’t want to go?” 

I let a sigh slip out of me. I know what they’re trying to do, and I appreciate it, I’m just not in the mood. Going out to a loud, disorienting club trying to swallow what tastes like lighter fluid sounds more like a chore than a good time for me.

I get up from my desk and walk over to open the door. Al stands on the other side with Manny standing right behind him. With the anxious look the two share, I can’t help but feel a little shitty because I don’t want to seem like I don’t appreciate their kindness. But despite this, I just don’t feel like I could really get into any good sort of mood to make the night feel fun. Which honestly is fine, and should be fine. I can tell myself when it’s okay to relax and take a break. 

I can't help that today just feels like a ‘Me day’. No matter how many I give myself.

“Nah I’m good. I’ve still got some Stats homework I’ve got to finish. And when I’m done I’m just gonna make something and relax.”

“Yeah, for sure. That’s chill.” Al says, scratching his head anxiously.

“Alright, I guess we’ll see you later then?” Manny asks hopefully.

“Yeah, sounds good.” I offer a hand, and they each grab it and pull me in to bump shoulders. I watch them head over to the door, and we wave to each other one last time. The Determined Duo have now exited the building.

Sitting back down with another stress releasing sigh, I pick up my pencil and work through the remaining problems. The graphs are easy to write down, the formulas work every single time, and soon enough the last of the problems are finally done. I slot my finished work into my binder and set it along with my textbook into my backpack. 

Hooray, homework for one class is done. That just leaves… the other four classes.

“Uggggh!” I let my forehead smack against my desk. “Ow.”

Time. I have time. I still have a week left for the World Politics paper, and I can do the Shakespeare analysis quickly tomorrow before class. The short article I have to write for Journalism should take a couple hours, and psych? … I’ll wing it.

I release a steady sigh, then look over to my phone and check the… oh shit it’s late. It’s 10:53 already. I definitely need to start cooking something. 

Walking out of my room and over to our kitchenette, I think about what I can make to eat. Something with noodles maybe? Pull out the bread crumbs and pan fry some chicken? Maybe make a few hamburgers after I defrost some ground beef. 

I pull open the freezer door, sticking my hand into the cold atmosphere for the… ice cream? Where’s the beef? 

“Where the hell is the fucking beef?” I cry out in outrage to literally no one. 

It’s gone. The waffles, ice cream, ice tray, and Manny’s gross ass frozen shrimp is still in there, but not my beef. Where is it? Did someone take it? That’s it isn’t it?! Either one of those two dumbasses took my beef and… I ate it already, didn't I?

Dammit.

I let out another long sigh; another ‘release of steam from the kettle’. My hands reach out like I’m open for a pass, but really it’s the universal ‘zen’ technique for getting a grip after one’s lapse into angry insanity. 

It’s okay. Don’t be upset. It just means I need to go to the grocery store later. But not tonight. Because it’s dark as shit, I don’t drive, the grocery store is far away, and this is Gotham City. I have to be out of my mind to go out at this hour.

Alright, well what else is there?

I open up the fridge and find nothing; just some of our beers and favorite soft drinks, a container of hummus, a mix bag with barely any salad in it, and one remaining egg. 

Great, we need to buy more eggs now. 

I go looking through cupboard after cupboard, and with each one opened I find myself more and more disappointed. Sure we’ve got plenty of cheese puffs and chips, but both my box of pasta and my bag of rice are practically empty. We have soup cans, but the only cans left are…  cream of mushroom? Which one of us eats cream of mushroom?

So nothing. I have nothing to eat. I may be a college student but I for one am not going to have cream of mushroom shrimp with a side of chips and ice cream for dinner. I don’t care what anyone thinks, that’s neither sufficient sustenance nor does it even sound like it would taste good.

“Aaaaagh…” I trudge over to our square, picnic table and slump down in one of the seats. “… fuck.” 

I guess… I can do takeout. But at this point it’s already way past eleven, not to mention CabEats delivery fees are stupid. Maybe I can find a place that does the delivery so there’s no middle man to pay for. But then again, how many places like that are even open now? What’s close by so I don’t have to wait so long? Someplace with reliably good food that’s open late… wait a minute.

5 miles away. (Superbabes)

“Oh come on, why not?” Harley put her foot down and slammed her hands on the bar in frustration. 

“Because it literally just would not work.” Orders replied to her without looking away from the computer screen.

There are many spoken and unspoken rules at Superbabes, most of them typically revolving around Veronica, but one of the least used of the unspoken rules is that Orders primarily creates the new Specials. It’s not that she doesn’t trust any of the Babes, save for a few very specific members, it’s just that none of them have Orders’s clairvoyance to gain a greater scope of how the Special would progress and thus could not foresee any other factors that might influence or hinder how the day would go.

That and, if Orders was honest, some of their ideas were just boring to her. Not bad per se, and not that she’s said it out loud, yet, but just uninteresting.

“Yeah…” Harley paused, trying to think of a rebuttal, “but I can tell you’re still looking at it from an angle where it’s Veronica’s idea.”

“I’m still for it.” The aforementioned Superbabe piped in from the poker table, waving her hand, and her purple bikini-clad tits, from side to side in support.

“Well no surprise there.” Cheetah snarked with very little energy. Most of her attention was kept to her magazine, while Poison Ivy sat behind her brushing her long hair.

“Don’t ever be surprised with her.” Raven advised lethargically as she turned the page of her book. “She will do literally anything.”

Some of the other Babes mumbled and grunted their dis/agreements on whether Starfire would do ‘literally’ anything, but were more preoccupied with what they were doing beforehand.

“There! See?” Harley rested her fists on her hips in a lite superhero pose. “There’s some support right there.” 

“I didn’t agree to shite!” Silver Banshee, with equally little effort and a rather flaccid middle finger, continued to search on her phone for a new My Small Horsie toy for her niece. 

What can she say? She had priorities.

“Aaaagh, enough!” Orders cut through the ‘ruckus’ and Mel’s ‘uprising’. “I make the Specials around here. Whatever I say goes. This isn’t a debate.” Orders moaned in annoyance as her hand reached over instinctually to the now ringing phone. But before she even touched it her hand paused mere inches away. 

The phone kept ringing, stealing the attention of the rest of the Babes as one by one they all looked over to Orders’ steady hand.

“… Huh. How about that.” Orders finally spoke.

“What is it?” Rebecca ventured first after sitting up on her stool.

“It’s Eli.” She said definitively.

“Eli’s calling?” Grace perked up slightly.

“That’s a first. What for? Is he asking for his hours?” Rebecca asked suspiciously.

Orders winced slightly as more details came to her in a vision. “… He’s ordering a delivery.” 

“Oh my god! Eli’s first delivery!” Veronica bounced up and down with the same enthusiasm as if a new girl was on their first delivery. 

“Eyyy, that’s our young lad.” Britney applauded, setting her uno cards down.

“Feck me!” Ashe’s eyes, impressed, grew wide. “I’m surprised he had the balls to finally order one of us.”

“Hmph. I’m surprised it took him this long.” Alice mused.

“Oh hush.” Poison Ivy laid Cheetah down to rest her head on her breasts, cuddling her purring kitty sweetly while she chided her goth friend. “As long as it feels right for him he could’ve taken as much time as he needed.”

“He isn’t calling because he couldn’t last any longer,” Orders clarified to her girls, “It’s because he’s hungry.”

“Pfft. Hm… heh heh ha! Ahhh ha haaaa!” Silver Banshee laughter started small but steadily grew, laughing so hard she fell off still clutching her stomach. Most of the other girls rolled their eyes, albeit with a few smirks from those who did think the situation was funny. “Haaaa, ooooh that little fecker’s too good.” She grinned from the floor.

“Sooo, who’s it gonna be with?” Ivy inquired, trying to ignore the howling Banshee. 

“Please.” Orders' brows narrowed. “It’s an answer so obvious you don’t need to be clairvoyant to figure out who.”

The collection of Superbabes all paused to consider Orders’s clue, which barely took a minute as each pair of eyes started pointing towards Grace.

“Hm?” The look of confusion on her face was quite genuine as she realized she was the center of everyone’s attention.

“Oh don’t act like you’re surprised.” Alice spat dryly from over the cover of her book.

“Especially since she came onto him and had themselves a snog on his first day.” Britney snickered.

“Wait what?! Hey, no fair.” Veronica pouted. “I thought we agreed hands off at work.”

“I haven’t done anything since.” Grace playfully turned her nose at everyone.

“Oh will you knock it off already?” Order scolded while reaching over for the phone. “And you shouldn’t need to make an agreement for that to begin with.”

Time: 11:04 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes).

Ring-Click

“Superbabes. We deliver.”

“Oh good. I was afraid it was gonna be one of those days when the restaurant closes early. Hey Orders. What’s up?”

“… Ilya.”

“Uh, yeeeah. It’s uh, it’s me. I’ll uhhhh, what do I want? You know what, I’ll just stick to the Wonder Woman meal. Too good to pass up.”

“That’s two thick and juicy chicken thighs with a stack of waffles, thick shapely fries, and a soft drink of your choice.”

“Sweeeet. Alright, sounds good. Thanks Orders.”

“… and?”

“Uhhh, and what?”

“Delivered by Wonder Woman?”

“… Oh. Yeah that’s fine. If she has the time and doesn’t mind, it’ll be cool to see her. I guess that means she can brag to the girls about seeing my apartment first. Heh.”

“…” 

“Am I… missing something?”

“Ilya.”

“Y-yes?”

“We expect her to return… after 60 minutes.”

“O-oh! OH! Oh wow. Uhhhhhh. R-really? I can really… I can?”

“*sigh* Yes.” 

“Okay. That… changes things.” 

“Would you prefer to wait for another time instead? I can just send you the food, you don’t have to worry about this if you’re not ready.”

“I… no. No, I'll order her. Let’s do this.”  

“Ugh. Nnn… oh.”

“Orders? You okay?”

“Yeah. I was just… thinking about something.”

“Aaand you’re also okay with me ordering when I’m still in debt?”

“Yes.”

“You’re sure?

“I’m your boss, aren’t I? Yes I’m sure.”

“O-okay then. Delivered by Wonder Woman please. With a… Second Servant Lemonade… please.”

“Well, I’ve already got your address. You’ll be charged upon completion of delivery. ”

“Alright.”

“And Eli?”

“Yeah?”

“You’ll do fine.”

“What the—? Orders I don’t need to know how I’ll… Aaaand she hung up.”

Meanwhile

“Wonder Woman.” All eyes turned expectantly at Order’s words. “He’s all yours.”

With the go ahead, Wonder Woman stood away from the table and strutted over to Orders, collecting the receipt and the food once it slid out from the kitchen. 

“Hmph.” Veronica pouted. “Lucky.”

Raven shook her head and rolled her eyes, muttering under her breath. “May God have mercy on his soul if he ever decides to order you.”

Starfire, oblivious to the slight, stood up fast enough to make her chair screech against the floor, startling a few Babes with its suddenness. She walked over to intercept Wonder Woman before she made it to the exit and poked a finger into her ‘wondrous’ memory foam breasts. “Don’t skimp out on any details when you get back.”
 
“Yes Veronica.” Wonder Woman rolled her eyes knowingly with a friendly smirk, before she waved her goodbyes to the rest and exited to the parking lot. 

Depositing the food securely in the saddlebag on her motorcycle, Wonder Woman revved up the engine and gunned it down the quiet streets to Eli’s address, letting her hair flow in the breeze. 

Overall, it was quite an easy ride. Just straight down the main avenue before turning onto a street with rows of apartment buildings on both sides.

As she suspected, the further she went down the street the louder the rumbling of her bike seemed to get, so she put in as little gas as she could and glided the rest of the way into a perfectly empty spot. Conveniently half a block from Eli’s address, a quaint little brownstone in a long line of brownstones but with a faded green roof to differentiate it from the rest.

Wonder Woman swung her long leg off of her bike and locked it up securely, then made her way up the stone steps and scanned the intercom for Eli’s apartment, 503. She pressed onto the buzzer, and a quiet electronic buzz rumbled from the microphone. 

After a few seconds, the buzz that unlocked the door responded, letting Wonder Woman enter into the cream colored walls and olive green rugs of the small and empty apartment lobby. 

The front desk sat empty with an ‘Out for Lunch’ sign sitting haphazardly on the counter, motivating her to walk undeterred to the elevator, which took her up to the fifth floor. The doors opened, and after a short walk around the corner she found herself right outside Eli’s door. 

She carefully pulled up her bodice, further pushing her bountiful breasts tightly together, and knocked on the door.

“Superbabes.”

Time: 11:19 PM. Place: Gotham City Units Apartment Complex (Eli’s Room)

Yeah, they’re we go. Leather jacket, gray v-neck, fresh jeans. You’re looking good, suave, charming, and OH MY GOD WHAT AM I DOING?!

I pull my jacket off like it caught fire and throw it onto the bed. I sit down just as quickly, shoving my face into my hands and mussing up my already mussed up hair.

It’s NOT a date. It’s a delivery. And not just a normal delivery but a ‘delivery’ delivery. And now I have said delivery so many times I’ve lost all meaning of the word. Delivery. Deli liver-y.

I let my hands drop from my face down between my knees, which bumps up against my leg that’s ‘stress bouncing’. Bouncing up and down by the toes like an old machine from the Industrial Revolution. I clamp my hand around the leg and squeeze tight, hoping that slowly it will start to relax. And it does, with the help of a few deep breaths. 

It’s fine. You took a shower, you dressed nice, you have money at the ready. Well, enough money for the meal. Is this enough for food and a f… a fuck? 

There’s no way. Maybe she’ll ask for tips like from a massage parlor? How much is that then? Maybe a hundred at least. Or more? Do I even have enough? How much did I save up? 

No! Stop! Just stop!

I slap the sides of my head with both hands and take a deep breath in, then let it all back out. I keep the pace of my breathing, closing my eyes and opening my ears to let the sound of the city act as my white noise. Cars honking, police sirens wailing, angry yelling civilians, and the low roar of a motorcy—holy fucking SHIT that’s loud!

“Ohhh my Goood, fucking motorcycles!” I yell without having to worry about anyone else in the apartment. The rumble of the cycle’s engine ricochets off of walls of the other apartment buildings along the street, making the sound that much louder. The rumbling moves closer and closer to the apartment, before ultimately slowing down to a halt and shutting off abruptly.

Good. I can’t stand motorcycles or people who ride them. Seriously, why would anyone think that’s the best way to travel around? Annoying people by being loud as shi—

The harsh, electric scratch of the buzzer pierces my ear. It arrives seemingly out of nowhere and disappears. 

Wait a minute. Was that motorcycle… was that Grace? It has to be. Grace is here. That means all of my waiting… is over. 

With a gulp of saliva and a shaky exhale, I get up from my bed and make my way over to the buzzer. My body feels hot underneath my shirt, I think I’m starting to sweat again, and the short walk to the intercom feels longer than usual. Regardless, I hit the button to unlock the door, holding it down for a few seconds before letting go. 

I wait for another buzz in case she didn’t make it the first time but it never comes. Grabbing a seat at the table, I sit with the sound of my heart beating in my ears, overtaking the slow ticking of the clock high above counting the seconds. My leg begins to ‘stress bounce’ again, and now I wonder if my leg, my heartbeat, and the clock are synchronized or going at different paces.

A knock at the door breaks through my stupor.

“Superbabes.” A voice soft and familiar comes faintly from behind the front door.

I take in and hold a deep breath, releasing it steadily as I get up from my chair. I make my way to the front door, but for each step closer I take, my stomach seems to sink deeper and my lungs start to hurt as it forces me to take in air. I stop one last time, taking one last breath to calm my nerves, and pull the door open.

Time: 11:25 PM. Place: Gotham City Units Apartment Complex (Apartment 503)

“Special Delivery Service.” Wonder Woman finished the slogan just as the door was beginning to open, revealing Eli to her with the light at his back. 

“Hey Gr-rugh-umm.” He stopped himself before he was halfway through her name. Right now she isn’t Grace, she isn’t his friendly coworker who teases and flirts with him, but an employee on shift who’s currently in the field. Anyone can be here at the right moment to know more about her, making her private life not so private anymore. She is a professional, which meant he had to be as well. “I me—hey there.”

She wanted to giggle but didn’t want to embarrass him. Hair still damp, a clean, gray v-neck and blue jeans, with just a hint of cologne? She could see the effort he put into himself before she had arrived. 

“Hi.” She spoke with a breathy purr, soft enough that it felt like only he was allowed to hear her. “May I come in?”

“Please.” He replied thoughtfully, standing to the side.

She strutted past him into the apartment, making sure to give him a good view of her curves bouncing subtly with each step. The sound of a very audible gulp told her he had a perfect view while she got the chance to look around his apartment.

As a whole it wasn’t big and wasn’t too small, but perhaps just a tad below medium in size. To the left of the front door it opened up to a rectangular kitchenette with three stools on the opposite side of the counter, serving as a bar. 

Straight ahead, past a picnic table set up against the left side wall, was a square shaped living room with a trio of small, two person couches. They formed a half circle around a TV that sat on a waist high cabinet in front of the windows. The ceiling was high enough that you could fit a Giganta and a half.

Already Wonder Woman had more intimate detail into Eli’s life than any of the other girls. Wonder Woman: 1. Rest of the Babes: 0.

The door closed shut, prompting her to turn around and lay back against the closest couch. Her hands spread out along the backrest, her legs crossed over each other, and she tilted her head back, leaving herself defenceless to his gaze. He was unsure whether he should be staring at her soft thighs or her bulging breasts, until his vision pulled out to take her in her entirety.

“So,” Wonder Woman’s heels clicked as she took on her full height, “I have one Wonder Woman meal for the young man.”

“Oh! Uhhhh…” To her surprise, Eli went into the kitchenette and looked around in a few drawers. He came back with a big soup pot along with a lid. “Here. This should keep it warm.”

“Very clever.” She said, impressed with his quick thinking. She dropped the bag in the pot and Eli sat it and the drink down on the table. 

“I’ve heard that the Wonder Woman meal is your favorite.” She already knew that of course, but she wanted to play around with him.

He paused for a second, his hands stayed sticking to the pot handles, before ultimately letting go to face her.

“It’s delicious.” He said cautiously. “I… can’t get enough of it.”

“Is there anything of mine you’d like a taste of?” She inched closer to Eli, placing her hands on his pecs and softly rubbing them lower to his waist. Despite this, Eli kept his hands to himself, balled up anxiously. Unable to ignore his silent anguish, Wonder Woman pulled him close to her, pressing her breasts against his chest and resting her head against his, ensuring that the only place he could see was into her eyes. “I’m all yours, sweetie. You can do whatever you want to me. I just want you so bad.” 

“O-okay.” He gulped and lifted his hands up, sliding against the silky, shiny spandex of her costume to her waist.

“That’s it. You can touch.” She encouraged as his hands went lower to her ass. He stroked his hands across her impossibly soft skin, squeezing ever so gently. She loved feeling his hands touch her, but could still sense his uncertainty.

“Would you like me to lead?” She whispered, biting her lip.

“Yeah. Al—,” Eli’s voice faltered as Wonder Woman leaned in, close enough to feel her breath on his lips. “alri—.” Compared to their first, her kiss this time was soft like air, but came quickly, pulling out of his reach yet staying close enough to leave him hungry for more. She kissed him again, staying a little longer, then pulled back again, making him lean towards her. Drawing him in. She knows he wants it. 

“Mmm-mwah… How did that feel?” She asked.

“S-so good.” He stammered. 

“I can do more. Would you like that?” She placed her hands to his cheeks and stared deep into his wonder filled eyes. He nodded wordlessly, and she pulled him in for another soft kiss. 

Wanting to encourage his carnal curiosity, she pulled him in closer, wrapping her arms around his neck to squeeze her breasts deeper into his chest. She dug her bare and supple leg into his crotch, transporting them back to the kitchen where they first kissed. Already Eli was hard, and the pleasure he felt being against her thigh grew across his cock.

“Mmm… mmm!” Wonder Woman moaned as she dipped her tongue into his mouth and tasted more of him. He jumped in surprise, but began to relax, entranced by the sensation and flavor. Encouraged by his suckling lips and tight hold on her ass, Wonder Woman pulled him in closer, her tongue ventured deeper, and her leg rubbed harder.

“W-wait. Mm, wait!” Eli gasped, his breath taken from him, pushing her away but keeping her at arm's length. “I’m sorry I… I couldn’t breathe. And I…” he gulped, looking anywhere but her eyes, “I thought I was going to… to cum.”

“It’s okay, sweetie.” She panted, affectionately stroking his cheek. “I was a little too greedy. We can take it as slow as you want.”

“Thank you.” His eyes slowly darted everywhere, hesitating. “Because I think I need to ‘cool off’ a little.”

She looked around a bit, then looked between the short hallways to her left and right that led to each of the boys' rooms.

“Which one is yours?” She asked. 

Eli’s head nodded to the left, so she took both of his hands in hers and pulled him along to the furthest of the two doors that sat at the end of the hall. She opened up and took in the sight of his bedroom. 

For a single occupant it was a pretty decent size. It was rectangular in shape, with the door opening up from the base of the lengthier wall. A rather small desk sat in front of the doorway along the shorter side, just a few feet from the queen size bed with grey covers that laid against the back of the room. The bed was flanked by cheap looking plastic drawers that served as night stands, and along the farthest wall was a single wooden dresser. A window next to the dresser was uncovered, showing the moon in its full, luminous beauty. Across the window the closet had sliding full-length, mirror doors. A backpack, a stack of books, and a laptop sat on the desk. 

“Very nice.” She marveled, spinning around to take it all in. No one would have guessed that the room was a complete mess until 10 minutes ago.

He slowly made his approach while her back was to him, but was surprised as she suddenly spun around, and lowered her hands below his belt. His breath hitched as her hand grazed against the bulge in his jeans.

Wonder Woman took hold of the hem of his shirt and slowly pulled it up and off of him. She tossed it away, and took in Eli’s thin yet muscular frame. She let her hands explore his developing abs, dragging them upward to trace along his pecs and shoulders. Each graze along his skin brought with it a shaky breath, a slight gasp.

“So strong.” She whispered teasingly into his ear, making him shudder. 

As she pulled back, Wonder Woman took hold of Eli’s uncertain hands and brought them up to her breasts. He was hesitant at first, but couldn’t resist the sensation that filled his fingers and view. He squeezed, he rubbed, and shook. Her cleavage grew bigger, nearly spilling out of her corset, as he pressed her breasts together. 

Now caught in her ‘trap’, Wonder Woman pulled him in, face deep into her cleavage. Nothing stopped him from squeezing her breasts around his face, nor lay kiss after wet kiss onto her soft peaks. While he kissed and licked her breasts, Wonder Woman’s hands went lower, unbuckling his belt and letting his pants drop to the floor.

“Hm, hmm?!” Eli attempted to protest, but she kept a hand on the back of head to prevent him from leaving, while her other hand stroked a finger teasingly on his covered cock. The fabric grew tight across his hard on, and with a bit of repositioning, pitched a tent in his boxer briefs impossible not to notice.

“G-Grace.” He gasped into her neck.

Her hand tightened around his shaft, to the brink of being unbearable. Eli lurched upward, right into Wonder Woman’s waiting lips, but just as quickly she broke away, and sat Eli down at the foot of his bed. He stared wordlessly as Wonder Woman slowly began to swivel her hips, dancing without a beat or rhythm to guide her. Her hands slid along the fabric of her costume, up to her silky red and gold bodice and pulled down, baring her tits in all their glory for him. 

She wasn’t the biggest, not like a particular babe who was quite mightily endowed, but they were the biggest, natural breasts Eli had seen that weren't on his computer screen. Firm yet soft to the touch. Perfectly shaped like full raindrops topped with perky, pink nipples. They bounced with every subtle moment, and hung like ripe fruit eager to be picked. To Eli they were perfect. Perfectly shaped, perfectly sized. 

She swung her head around, letting her long hair hang over her shoulder, and gave Eli a fierce, hungry look. She strutted closer to him, and slowly sank to the ground, teasing his face with her nipples and leaving behind a trail of light kisses on his face and chest leading all the way to the tip of his tent.

Without looking away from his eyes, she approached the bulge hiding in his boxer briefs and traced a finger from the base up to the tip. Her hands went across the fabric, pressing taught around his cock, and took hold of his waistband. She tugged them off, and Eli’s dick sprung from its cotton prison, erect and proud. It was average in size, and clean cut. Sure she had seen bigger and smaller, but nothing to warrant Eli to look away seemingly in shame. 

She wouldn’t say anything out loud in any case. Sex should never be agonizing, but fun, and she wanted him to enjoy every minute.

“Oh, you poor boy.” Wonder Woman took hold of his cock as lightly as she could, which still made him flinch and pulse. She turned it every which way to look it over, before placing a delicate kiss onto the shaft. “Is this okay?”

Eli simply stared back in awe, too entranced to answer. Her voice, too sinfully sweet. So much nurturing and care but with the sexual energy of a succubus. It made his head foggy and his cock harder than he ever thought possible for him before.

Satisfied with his ‘response’, she continued to kiss across his dick, leaving behind traces of red lipstick. She went lower, placing two on each of his trimmed balls, then began to rise, sticking out her tongue and licking all the way to the head. 

The new sensation took him by surprise, making him flinch. His cock flexed, and a bead of precum leaked from the head. 

“Ooooo.” She cooed excitedly, and swiped the bead off with one finger. She stuck the bead onto her tongue, and suckled on it lightly. “Mmmm, so tasty. Can I have some more?”

“Mmhm.” He said so quietly she almost couldn’t hear it.

She took hold of his cock and licked gently around the head as he stared into her brown eyes. His fidgeting was ceaseless, but he slowly grew used to the sensation, until she pushed her pouty lips past the head and sucked. 

“Ah!” He flinched, and she popped off giggling.

“Hee hee hee!” He felt like she was making fun at him, but looking back into her sultry, hungry eyes he knew he was being crazy. A feeling further cemented by his dick returning to her warm, wet mouth.

“Ahh… ahhhh.” Eli moaned. It was such a foreign sound he never thought it was possible for him to make, but rather than stop it he let it release. 

He closed his eyes in bliss as her tongue lavished the underside of his cock with delicate, wet care. The deeper she went, the more Eli moaned. It sounded so innocent and so deeply arousing to the Superbabe that a spare hand couldn’t help but travel all the way down to her covered pussy.

“Mmm… mmmm…” her teasing fingers brought a moan that vibrated up his cock, making him wince as he struggled to keep his composure. She controlled him like a puppet, ‘pulling’ and ‘tugging’ on his strings. “Pop! Ahn!” She popped off from his soaking cock, relishing in his taste as he leaned his head back to catch his breath. Wonder Woman licked her lips and enveloped his sensitive cock with her breasts. The sensation made him jump, and he looked back down to see her giving him a biiiiig titty hug. “More?” She teased, squeezing tighter then softer as she felt him pulse between her breasts. 

“Please no.” He said quickly. It caught her by surprise but she did what he asked, backing away from his twitching cock and dropping her hands to her lap a little disappointed. “No… I mean, I’m too close. I don’t want to just…” he left the thought hanging. She raised an inquisitive eyebrow, but relented. 

Bringing herself to her feet, she took hold of her bodice and pulled it the rest of the way down her body, bending over to accentuate her ass and while putting her tits on full display.
 
Now in only her boots, bracers, and tiara, she took his hands in hers and pulled him up to his feet, making his dick bounce in the air. She brought him in for another kiss, and felt the warmth of his length resting against her stomach. 

Breaking away, she let a ‘come hither’ finger flick under his chin as she climbed onto his bed on all fours. “How do you want me sweetie?” She whispered sultrily over her shoulder with a cock hardening lip bite. Her ass jiggled ever so slightly with each movement of her legs. She spun around on her knees, letting her hands slide up her body to cup her tits, then laid back down onto his pillows and let one hand trail back down to her soaking pussy.

“Like that.” He finally spoke. He had broken through his lust filled stupor and climbed onto the bed, letting his dick guide him like a divining rod. “I want you like that.”

Wonder Woman took hold of his cock with fingers wet with her own juices. She gingerly tugged him closer, letting him descend on top of her. She placed his cock at just the right angle to pierce deep into her pussy. She took in a breath, waiting for that moment for when he finally pushes deep inside he—

“Wait, I…” He backed away.

“Sweetie?” Her hands traveled up his chest and around his neck, lacing her fingers together to keep him from going any farther away. “Is everything okay?”

“I don’t have condoms.” He realized, and immediately stood straighter. “Did you bring any with you?”

“No, I don’t. But it’s okay,” She spoke softly, pulling him towards her. “I want to feel you inside me.”

“But Grace I’m…” his eyes softened, then ever so subtly looked away from her eyes, “I don’t think I’ll last long.”

Now she was beginning to understand. 

“Come here.” Wonder Woman insisted, and pulled him in for another calming kiss. “It’s okay if you’re nervous. You can take as much time as you want to feel comfortable. And I promise you,” she kissed him again, “I am loving,” and again, “every moment,” with full lips and the tip of her tongue, “I’m here,” along his face and neck, “with you. So please don’t worry anymore.”

She delicately took hold of his cock and pressed the head against her pussy. He hesitated at first, but began to push the head in just a little bit, but just as quickly pulled back out, breathing deeply. The feeling of his head prodding against her lips made her ache for more. Her legs rose to rub against his, then wrapped fully around his thighs, letting him know that escape was futile. He gulped, took another shaky breath, and aimed once more.

“Ah!” She gasped as he thrusted all the way in. She clutched tighter to Eli on instinct, and could feel his entire body quivering in pleasure. Her breath hitched with each press of her nipples on his chest, and her arousal leaked around his shaft. “Oh fuck yes!” 

“Oh… ffffff-fuck.” He hissed, clenching his teeth and tightening his grip on the sheets. “No. No, no, no, I can’t move. I’ll cum.”

“Shh-shhhh… it’s okay sweetie. Just breathe.” She coaxed through her pleasure, cuddling him close as she stroked his cheek with a hand. “Take a deep breath. In and out. That’s it.”

His long, ragged inhales were followed by long, ragged exhales. He was on the cusp, one step away from releasing it all inside her. It was maddening for him, but teasing for her. The thought of so much cum just waiting to fill her to the brink. She wanted to just hold him tight so he’d release it all in her, but knew it would eat him up inside.

“Does that feel good?” She cooed, still delicately caressing his cheeks with her fingers and lips.

“It feels so good. I don’t want to move. Oh god, I don’t want to cum.” His voice was strained and anguished, almost sounding like he was on the brink of tears. His back was ramrod straight, and his jaw clenched tightly within his mouth.

“It’s okay. Just stay inside.” She cooed, pulling him into her massive breasts, lifting one in her hand to caress his face. “Here, let me hold you. Just stay with me until you’re ready.”

“But… I’ll be heavy.” He protested, escaping briefly from her busty confinement, but a finger on his lips stopped him in his tracks.

“It’s only for a little while. And you feel so warm. Just for a bit, sweetie.” She stroked his hair and laid a kiss on his forehead. “Please?”
  
She had to hold in another sweet giggle after seeing the look in his eyes. She’s always loved that look young men gave her. A look of innocence and caution, like they were standing close to a goddess made of fire and they were afraid to be burned. But she was always welcoming, always letting them get close. 

Eli gave in, and let himself relax a bit more in her arms. Compared to some of her suitors, Eli was as light as a feather. A comfortable weight made even better by how much pressure was on her pussy. 

He sighed into the valley of her breasts. One of her hands lightly scratched figure eights onto his back, while the other trailed lower to squeeze his ass. His warm breath still shook even in their embrace. 

Most girls would be bored by the excessive gentleness, but the anticipation pleased her. She loved getting to feel him nestled in her arms, to feel their naked skin kiss and to feel the rhythm of his heart beat. The intimate closeness made her pussy clench, making him flinch in her arms, which in turn teased her even further. 

“Ah?” Without her even telling him to, she felt his cock move ever so slowly inside. He couldn’t pull out, being too wrapped up in her body, but that didn’t stop him from instinctively grinding and thrusting his hips ever so subtly inside her. “Ah… ahhhhn…”

His breathing sounded cautious as the pleasure flowed through him, but slowly it turned into a moan. To Grace the sound was heaven. The innocence and purity of a young man, newly deflowered, discovering the pleasures of her pussy. One of Eli’s hands slid up to grasp her right breast. His head rose up from within her cleavage; his moans deepened with each squeeze. 

“Here you go.” Wonder woman cupped one of her breasts, offering it to him. “Eat up.”

He stared awestruck at the sight of her soft mound, but found enough clarity to lean closer, laying a chaste kiss on her hardened, pink nipple. “Ahh ha haa!” She gave a soft laugh at the ticklish pleasure, and rubbed her nipple against his lips, encouraging him to do more. 

Eli obliged, feeling her nipple glide against his slick tongue and then capturing it between his lips. His tongue circled round and round, pulling on her nipple with his lips and popping off only to return to the other just as quickly, suckling as fervently as a newborn baby.

Her legs loosened from around his waist, giving him the space to thrust just a bit faster and deeper into her welcoming pussy. “Mmm… mmm.” He moaned from around her breast, popping off only to lay more kisses around her heavenly mounds. “G-Grace.” His voice and gentle stroking of his hard cock made her tighten, and made her juices leak down his shaft. 

“Ohhhh, nice and slow, that’s it.” She cooed and gasped into his ear. She wanted him to go faster, but she held herself back. She wanted to coax him with this new sensation, not rush him. “Ahn! Ahhhn. That feels so good. You’re making me so wet.” 

“G-Grace.” Eli’s breath hitched. “I-I need to sto—Ah… ahhn!” His teeth clenched, hoping the straining would give him enough focus, but the pleasure was growing too much for him to handle.

“Ahn, yes. Yes. Don’t stop. Don’t stop!” Wonder Woman’s body wrapped tighter and tighter around him. Her tugging legs pulled him deeper and faster into her dripping pussy. “Oh god please don’t stop!” His mind was lost to the pleasure, and his hips grinded faster into her. “Don’t stop! Cum, cum inside me! Cum inside me sweetie! Cum! CUM!

“Grace…! AH—!” His erratic and shallow thrusts drove her wild, making her squeal in bliss as his cock throbbed and pulsed. Her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, making his escape now impossible. Thick spurts of cum raced up his dick, filling her with a heat that pooled into her womb. Each shot made his body jerk, in turn pushing deeper inside her.

“Ah… ahhhhh,” Eli collapsed on top of her, panting and whimpering as her pussy clenched tightly around his cock.

“Oh sweetie.” She shuddered. “It’s so hot inside me. You came so much inside me.”

“Gra-Grace. Grace. Ahh… I… Oh-oh my god.” The fog of lust began to clear from Eli’s mind. “Grace, I'm so sorry. I-I need to pull out.”

“Wha—S-sweetie, it’s okay.” She kept her composure while trying to keep her legs tight around his back.

“No it isn’t. I just came inside you.” He broke free from her arms, but struggled to unwrap her legs from his waist. “Oh god, this is why I should’ve put on a condom!”

“Hee hee hee,” She giggled, swatting away his hands and pulling him back into her bouncy embrace.

“Why—agh, why are you laughing?!” He struggled. “This is serious.”

“E-Eli!” Using her strength like the real Wonder Woman, she wrapped tightly around Eli and rolled themselves over so she sat on top of him. She took both of his hands in hers and pinned him to the bed. “Eli,” she cooed, the sensation of his still hot cum leaking from inside her pussy made her tingle, “who is the richest man in Gotham?”

He looked at her with a raised eyebrow, wondering if this was some sort of trick question. “B-Bruce Wayne?”

“That’s right.” She spoke with a naughty teacher’s tone, and wiggled her hips as a ‘reward’ to her flinching student. “Did you know that Wayne Enterprises has a medical subsidiary?”

“Y-yeah.”

“And did you know that Wayne Medical’s most popular product for the last three years has been contraception?”

Eli’s eyebrows furrowed. “You mean birth control?”

“Mmhm.”

“Wayne Enterprises makes birth control.” He stated so matter of factly yet still incredulously.

“Yup.”

“And it… works really well?” He ventured.

“Mmhm. Standard issue for every girl when you join Superbabes. Orders’s orders.” She quipped playfully. “We have to take a few of them together just so we can cover all the bases. Orders says it’s kind of like having one big ‘chemical cocktail’.” She finished, but still had to bite her tongue. Another giggle almost escaped at the sight of Eli’s face as he put two and two together. 

“Which, which means…”
 
“Which means…” Grace placed a hand on his chest and let herself sink back down onto his cock. “… you can cum as much as you want inside me.”

His body shook from the pleasure as her hips slid along his slippery length. His eyes grew wide as he began to feel the steel in his cock come back with a vengeance as she sat down all the way to the base. “I’m… I’m still…”  

“So so hard.” Her hands and lips teased up his chest.

“How? Ahn! I’ve never…” he wondered.

“I think, mmm,” she groaned as she pulled on his hands to rest on her thighs and ass, letting him grab at her body as firmly as he liked. “You needed more than just some slut online to keep you up. You needed the right woman who’d let you do whatEVER you want.” She said as she ever so carefully lifted her hips, pulling up and down his length. “Someone who’d reward you for being such a good boy.”

Eli’s fingers sank into her ass cheeks like they were stress balls. She leaned forward, squeezing her breasts between her arms while letting them hang enticingly over his hungry mouth. “Do you love my titties sweetie?” 

“Mm, mmhm.” He leaned up, hoping to capture her pert nipples in his mouth again, but she shoved him back down.

“Ah ah ahhh.” She teased, sitting back up. “Come on. Take what you want.” Eli’s hands moved from her soft cheeks, sliding past her bouncing hips just below her jiggling breasts. Pouting, she took hold of his hands and placed them directly onto her tits. “They’re aaaall yours. Don’t be shy.”

They squeezed her breasts together, clutching and molding them like dough as he rubbed his palms against her sensitive nipples. The heavenly sensation filling his hands made his hips start bucking on their own. 

“Ahn, that’s it.” She cooed as she timed her bouncing to meet with his thrusts, burying his cock as deep as he could inside her. “Ah… ah… mmm… mmm! Yes, ah.”

Eli lost himself staring up at the goddess pleasuring herself on his cock. Watching how her eyes fluttered shut, how her eyebrows cutely knitted together, and how she bit gently on her succulent bottom lip. She looked so innocent to him. Desperately trying to keep her composure from the delicious ecstasy. But she couldn’t push it away, couldn’t stop the pleasure. She was at his mercy. 

He loved the view, but she was so far away. He wanted her in his arms, tight against her body and lips as he filled her to the brim with his cum. She said to take what he wanted, and he wanted her.

He tugged on her shoulders, pulling himself up into a sitting position and burying his head between her breasts. “Oh!” She gasped, holding onto his head and shoulders for balance as he smothered himself. 

He stopped just as quickly, and peaked from his hiding place to stare at her amused smile.  “I-I want to… ‘do it’ like this.” He mumbled from between her cleavage. One of his hands held onto her waist, while the other gently caressed her thigh and ass.

“Oooo, I like.” She purred, unfolding her legs to encircle around his waist. “Take what you w-want.” She gasped as he tugged on her hips, making her slide along his length. “Does sweetie love my pussy? Ahn!” She asked quickly, moaning as she ground her hips hard against his splayed legs.

“Mmhm. Mm!” He nodded, wincing in pleasure. He sucked hard on her nipple, making her gasp and clutch his head closer to her. His fervent suckling made her struggle to bounce on his cock. 

“Can you say it? Please? Ahn. Say you love Wonder Woman’s pussy.” She begged while stroking his hair. 

He popped off of her thoroughly teased nipples. “I… I love your pussy.” His head laid against her pillowy breasts as she clenched tighter around his cock. “I love Wonder Woman’s pussy.”

“Oh sweetie,” she shuddered, her pussy continually dripping with her arousal as she approached her climax. “I love your cock so much.” 

“I… ugh, I love…”

“That’s right. What do you lo—Ohhhh yeees,” she bounced.

“I… I love… I love…!”

 “Don’t fffucking stooop!” She begged in orgasmic agony. “Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”

“I love you!” He gasped, pulling her in tight for one more tongue filled kiss.

“Mm?! MMMM!” His cock exploded inside her clenching pussy, spraying thick ropes of cum in her already cum filled pussy. Her eyes rolled deliriously as she struggled to recover from her orgasm. They held each other so tightly, that no one would be able to pry them apart.

They broke away from their kiss. Eli fell onto her breasts while Wonder Woman rested on his head.

“Oh sweetie. I…” She started, pulling away to look at him, but stopped once she saw the look of wide eyed shock on Eli’s face.

“Did… did I just…?”

“Well…” She hesitated. “I mean you did, but…”

“Oh my god.” He looked mortified.

“I-it was so sweet of you to say.”

“Oh my God I’m so sorry.”

“N-no sweetie, it's okay. “

“Oh my god! Why did—why the hell did I say that?!” He moaned, burying his face in his hands.

“Sweetie, I…”

“Why would I fucking say that? I’m so sorry.” He wouldn’t even look at her.

“Wait, Eli—”

“Who would say that?” He asked only himself. “I would! Of course I would! I’m such an idiot!”

“Eli.” She tried to pull his arms away but they held firm. He wasn’t letting her in, and it made her heart ache. “Eli! E—Ilya.” He froze, giving her the opportunity to take him back into her embrace. “Shhh, it’s okay. Please don’t be upset.” Very carefully she laid him down onto the bed, sliding off of his cock and laying beside him so that they were on equal ground. It calmed him, the way she held him close and stroked his hair. It was something that she had been used to for quite some time now. 

His arms relaxed and fell to his sides, but he still refused to look her in the eyes. Embarrassment and shame sat hidden right under the surface of a blank face.

“You still have time.” She offered, letting her hand trace softly across his stomach to his wilted cock. She rubbed and stroked it, feeling their sticky juices that coated his cock, but it didn’t get any harder.

“I…  don’t think I can get it up.” He said depressingly.

She let go and took him into her arms. She held him close, nuzzling her nose into his before giving another gentle kiss. “Let’s just stay like this. Let me take care of you.”

The rest of their time was spent just like that. Cuddling and nuzzling against each other on top of his bed in the wake of their passionate love making. Despite their closeness, Wonder Woman could still feel that Eli was bothered by his confession, and regardless of how she responded it wouldn’t be enough to soothe his anxious feelings. So she decided not to say anything, and let her actions talk for her. Letting her caresses, gentle kisses, and soft body tell him that everything was okay. All the way to the final seconds.

“Times up sweetie.” Wonder Woman said, still stroking his back. His eyes slowly peeped open, unable to hide the look of disappointment now that his hour of intimacy was over. He wanted to squeeze her tighter, but made the choice to lie his back down onto the bed. “Can I use your shower?” She asked.

“Yeah.” Eli croaked, and cleared his throat. “*Mmhm* It’s the other door on the left once you walk out of the room.”

“Thank you.” She smiled, laid a kiss on his lips, and slinked out of bed, letting her ass swivel and wiggle as she left the room and opened the door to his bathroom.

As expected of an older apartment it was slightly smaller than, say, a hotel bathroom, but had all the amenities one would expect to have: a sink with a mirror, a toilet, and a bathtub with a shower head all lined up in a row with the same bright-ish white finish as the tiles and walls.

She slid the shower door open and spun the dial, waiting for the water to slowly heat up as she removed the last pieces of her costume. She stepped over the rim of the tub and felt the pleasant heat of the water course over the curves of her body, all the way up her back and soaking into her long, black hair. 

Pumping some soap from one of the many bottles Eli had, she rubbed a thick lather of foam onto her heaving breasts. Her soapy hands went lower, down to her pussy, which still leaked Eli’s cum. Her fingers sank deep into her cum soaked quim, with the hope that it would make it easier to flow out of her, but the deeper she went the tighter her walls would clench. She began to feel more than just Eli’s cum, she felt the familiar sensation of her own liquid arousal.

“Ahhh… ahhn,” She closed her eyes, laying against the shower wall and let herself go to the pleasure of her prodding fingers. Her other hand slid against her wet skin to clutch her breasts and squeezed her nipples just the way she liked it. If she only had a little more time… 

A subtle creak coming from the hall broke her reverie. She fluttered her long lashed eyes open and looked out towards the empty doorway. The creaking got closer, until she saw Eli standing off to the side, cautiously sneaking a peak of her showering. He was still naked as the day he was born, his chest and legs bare for all to see, but more importantly to her, his cock was regaining its strength, twitching and jumping at the sight of her fingering herself in the shower. An eager smile formed on her sensual lips.

“Ah!” She gasped in ‘surprise’, eyes widening as she demurely covered her breasts and her pussy with her arms, all while failing at truly covering the erotic frame of her wet, glistening body.

“Uh… I…” Eli stammered, completely frozen by his confusion over his lover’s suddenly timid behavior. Wonder Woman, still maintaining her meek persona, looked down at his half hard dick and covered her mouth, ‘surprised’ by such a lewd display from the young man. 

That surprise turned sensual, and her eyes, filled with desire, stared deeply into his. She gave him a sultry bite on her lower lip as her fingers slowly continued to stroke against her labia and clit. “Mmm… mm… mm!” She whimpered, trying to keep her innocence composed while Eli shakily gulped down the lump in his throat. His heart hammered in his chest, each beat pumping blood throughout his body, channeling down into his eager length.

Wonder Woman lost herself in the pleasure, leaning her head back and closing her eyes, leaving herself completely defenceless to Eli’s gaze. But he stood there, stuck, uncertainty holding him back while his cock grew harder and stronger with each passing second he stared at Wonder Woman’s wet, dripping body racked with pleasure.

“Aahn… I want it.” Wonder Woman whined, her body shaking as she got closer to her climax. “Just one more… mm… just one mor-mm?!” 

Her ears tingle at the sound of creaking steps, and her eyes opened in time as Eli stepped into the cramped shower and pressed his body onto hers, pressed his lips onto hers, as the hot water poured onto both of them. He pulled her leg up and around him while he rubbed his cock against her belly, letting her feel just how hard she made him.

“One more sweetie.” She whispered to him, pulling him away to look into his eager eyes, tugging on his cock and pushing it up against her leaking snatch. He sank balls deep into her, making the two release a shuddering gasp. “Ahn! Just one more. K-keep going. Don’t stop. That’s it, don’t stop. Oh my god you’re so hard!” 

“Grace… mm… Grace!” He chanted as he desperately used his remaining strength, thrusting with all his might at a pace that really felt pornographic. Her breasts bounced with each smack of their hips, spraying and splashing water around their bodies. Eli’s lips searched across her body, kissing and suckling from her breasts up to her neck. 

“Ah! Ah! Ahhn! No!” She cupped his ass, holding him still inside her, and pulled his head back again to lay her forehead against his. “I want to see you when you cum.” Her voice so breathy and her smile so erotic that it made his dick flex in pleasure. “I want to see your face when you cum you naughty, naughty boy.” 

He nodded eagerly like any boy willing to impress his crush, and began to thrust his hips, slowly at first but growing faster and faster and faster and faster!

“Ah! AH! Yes yes yes yes YES!! MM MM MWAH!” She clutched tightly to him, struggling to kiss him on the lips with the ferocity of each thrust. “FUUUUCK ME PLEEEASE! AAAAHN!”

“Grace… G-Grace… I wanna… ahn, I wanna,” he whimpered, as the pleasure became too much for him to take.

“YES!” She cried, clutching him tighter into her body. “Cum cum cum! Cum sweetie! CUM! AHHHN! YEEEES!” Eli plunged his dick as deep as he could and fired the rest of his thick seed into her clutching depths. He collapsed into her body, shaking and thrusting as the feeling of euphoria spread from their connection to the rest of their bodies. 

“Mm… MMM!” Eli whimpered through the aftershocks of their mutual orgasm. “You’re… you’re a… you’re a goddess.” He whispered deliriously, making her heart flutter and a blush to form on her cheeks.

“Oh sweetie.” She cuddled him close, staring into his tired, drooping eyes. “You’re so adorable.” And gave him a soft, intimate kiss that he more than happily accepted.

The two stayed together in their wet embrace for just a bit longer, until Eli could regain a bit more of his strength. Wonder Woman looked into his eyes and softly stroked his cheek, letting him know that their time was coming to an end. Understanding, Eli tenderly pulled himself from her body; his cum and her arousal trickled down her legs in a mixture of erogenous juices.

The two took their time cleaning each other, soaping their bodies intimately but expressly for the purpose of getting clean, not for another round. They exited from the shower, drying themselves off and returning to Eli’s room so that they could dress themselves. 

They didn’t speak as they redressed, but Wonder Woman was more than willing to give Eli a view of her body: bending over to pull up her suit, bouncing her breasts together as she pulled up her bodice, slowly lifting her long legs as she tugged on her red, high-heeled boots. A view that distracted him so much he had to rush tugging on his shirt as she finished putting on her tiara and bracers.

“I’m gonna grab some cash from my uh… ‘safety deposit box’.” He thought quickly, but not quick enough if the knowing smirk that she tried in vain to suppress was any indication. “I can meet you at the door.”

“Alright. I’ll be waiting.” She turned around so he could grab his ‘safety deposit box’ without her prying eyes, but had to bite her tongue when she heard the rattling of one of his drawers opening up.

She stopped by the door and took another look around. The influence of college boys on the whole apartment was easily felt. A mixture of traditional arrangement and a simplified, ‘do it yourself’ approach evident from the positioning of the living room chairs to the large but cheap looking folding table.

“Is this… enough?” Wonder Woman heard him say and turned around, her eyes widening just a bit at the wad of cash in his hands. “Or is it… too much?” She looked back up to him and saw his jaw was clenched. Even more so as she took the entire wad and counted it. 

It was a decent amount. Just a little under 300 dollars if her quick skimming was correct. It was WAY more than what she needed, and she took no time to separate the correct amount from what was obviously the cash he was saving on the side. She handed back the majority, which thankfully let him relax.

“That’s five times your order…” She paused, thinking quickly, and took a few more bills out and back into Eli’s hand. “Minus the employee discount.” The look of surprise on his face was priceless. 

Eli guided her to the exit and pulled the door open.

“Bye… Wonder Woman.” He waved, his eyes and mood downcast. Without even looking her in the eyes he let the door go and turned away, expecting it to close behind him. But the door didn’t close, it was stopped halfway and was shoved back open, and a hand reached out to grab Eli’s wrist. His head jerked up, and stared into Wonder Woman’s fiery eyes.

“W-what is it? What’s wro-ong?! Mmm?!” Wonder Woman tugged him back into her arms, pulling him back into a deep kiss that sent tingles down his body, making him shake and shudder before relaxing in her embrace. She pulled away, so that they were looking into each other’s eyes.

“You were wonderful.” She gave one last quick kiss on his blushing cheek and stepped out into the hallway. “I’ll see you at work.”

“B-bye.” He mumbled in a daze, finally letting the door close. The last thing he saw was her kind smile.

She stayed behind for a second, and listened to him sigh forlornly before finally he walked away. She let her hand rest on the door, hoping that she could somehow cure him of his anxious feelings, but released her own sigh and left. Heading out to her bike as she rumbled all the way back to Superbabes.

Time: 12:53 AM. Place Gotham (Superbabes).

Grace pushed open the backdoor, grabbing the attention of the rest of the Superbabes, and gave a rather exhausted strut over to Orders’s counter to drop off her pay. The room was silent, no one seemed keen on broaching the subject, save for one particularly impatient Babe.

“Well?” Veronica bounced and jiggled to the counter staring expectantly at Grace who ignored her and decided to pull up a stool. Grace sighed and rested her chin on her hand, fondly reminiscing about her night while Orders counted out her cut. 

“You know what I told you about discounts, Grace.” Orders reminded her as she set down a fraction of her usual pay.

“I don’t mind.” Grace insisted with a weary smile. “Especially since it was Eli’s first time. It’s just…” she sighed. “Why does college have to be so hard on people?”

“Right?!” Kathy exclaimed, jumping up, nearly knocking her chair down while startling Katie in the process. “Now you’re finally getting it.”

“You mean now we know how desperately you need to fuck your professors to graduate?” Ashe ribbed, crossing her feet on top of the coffee table.

Kathy’s eyes narrowed. “Literally have not done that once.” 

 Orders pinched the bridge of her nose. “Okay guys, ugh, I really think you’re missing the point of all this.”

“Yeah. What about the sex?!” Veronica steered the conversation back to what was more ‘important’. “Come on, you promised details.”

“Oh for fuck’s sake.” Orders muttered into her hand.

“He was… so sweet.” Grace sighed, reminiscing about their torrid affair. “But he was so anxious.”

“What about?” Britney pulled up another stool, sitting down between the two.
 
“The usual. His size, lasting long, pleasing me, and…” Grace let the last part trail off. Some details were better left unsaid afterall. “Well he’s clearly distracted by so many stressors in his personal life that it takes him out of something so… wonderful.” She sighed. “Eli shouldn’t have to feel so anxious about sex so much.”

“Yes. I agree. Sex is amazing. Let’s all have an orgy and invite him. How was he in bed?” Veronica planted her hands at the bar, sticking her shapely ass out while pursing her lips and staring unblinkingly and intensely at the back of Grace’s head.

“He’ll come around, Love.” Britney purposefully ignored Veronica. “You’ve opened his eyes to a whole new world.”

“True.” Jessica popped in, pulling up her own stool next to Grace. “We can all agree that first times are always a bit tricky, but that’s what makes us professionals. We ‘handle with care’.” She playfully bumped her friend’s shoulder, which brought out a smile that brightened Grace’s gloomy visage. 

“Orderrrrs, this isn’t fair. Make her tell us.” Veronica whined childishly.

Orders face scrunched up into a look of dumbfounded frustration. “Since when did I become your mother?”

“When you hired her.” Alice spat sarcastically. Orders slapped a hand to her face and dragged down, releasing a massive groan.

“Well come on tell us, how was he really?” Katie asked as she approached the bar, her kitty curiosity thoroughly peaked.

“He was wonderful. And so cute when he moaned. Hee hee hee.” Grace giggled as the fond memories returned to her. “He was so gentle and sweet, and it felt so intimate and romantic. But I’ll admit I’m probably more than a little biased. I can’t guarantee you would have as lovely a time as I had.”

“The lad’s got a lot to learn, sure.” Britney said. “Buuut, nothing that a little practice and a little tutoring can’t fix.”

“Hey, he can be taught as much as he wants, he just has to pay the tuition.” Mel quipped from her spot at the poker table.

“Oh please.” Kathy’s head sunk into her hands. “Don’t remind me.” 

The girls laughed at the little joke. Except for Orders whose face hardened as she cast her mind back to a horrible time in her life. “Never joke about student loans.” She muttered with ‘Nam like PTSD and closed the door to her office.

Time: 12:53 AM. Place: Gotham City Units Apartment Complex (Eli’s Room)

I flick the light switch off and climb into bed, looking forward to letting the chicken and waffles digest soundly in my stomach as I drifted off to sleep. I know they say that you shouldn’t eat before sleeping, but after tonight, I couldn’t be more exhausted.

I pull the covers higher up above my cheeks as I squeeze my extra pillow. It’s not the same, but I guess that’s kind of the point. If I want someone to share my bed then I’ve got to earn it.

Releasing a sigh, I stare out the window through the gap in the apartments across the street. A perfect view that snuck through brownstone roofs that showed off part of the Gotham skyline. This city… is absolutely fucking insane, and I’m a part of it now. What happened tonight was just as normal as any other night. I am now a… Gothamite.

And with that, depressing? Enlightening? Revolutionary thought? Eh whatever. I pull up the covers, straightening and smoothing out the wrinkles in the fab—

“Ugh what the fuck is…” There’s something cold on the bed! I pat around, looking for the weird cold feeling. It’s… it’s a huge wet spot. A big circular wet spot about the size of a dinner plate right in the middle of the duvet. Where the hell did this come from?

I feel around the spot, rubbing my fingers together to feel the weird consistency, then bring it up to my nose to smell… 

“Ahh, god dammit!”  

End

It's finally all out there. It seems like so long ago I told myself, "Fuck it. Just go for it." and here we are. Rest assured there will be another chapter. One more chapter and that'll conclude this... arc. Let's say arc. Of course, I'm starting from scratch at this point (not idea wise, but words on paper wise) so when it will be released I cannot answer unfortunately. 

That being said, I definitely want to continue on with this story, and I hope you'll be along with me on this journey. 

Thank you, and I hope you've enjoyed your reading experience. :D