Wonder Woman: Season 4

Beautiful Guns

     After the details from General Johnson the rest of the day would be spent at the IADC headquarters. Diana and Will walked out of the briefing room together, both deep in thought. Diana couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, wondering what else was out there that could threaten the safety of the people. Will, on the other hand, was feeling a mix of emotions - pride for having been a part of the operation, and excitement at the prospect of working with Diana even more closely in the future.
As they entered Diana's office, Will sat down in his usual spot in the chair in front of her desk.
Diana sat down on her chair and crossed her legs, leaning back and defying gravity with her posture. As she did, her tight tank top strained against her ample chest that threatened to defy the laws of physics themselves. Will couldn't help but stare, but quickly snapped out of it.
Diana gave him a knowing and flirtatious smile. "Stay focused." She teased.
Will blushed slightly but composed himself quickly. "I'm sorry, Diana. Itâs just really hard to focus sometimes."
Diana laughed.
The way Will stumbled over his words was almost endearing. "I know it is," she said, her voice softening. "But we have work to do."
As if on cue, the phone on Diana's desk rang. She picked it up, listened for a moment, and then hung up. "That was IRAC," she said, turning to Will. "It's time for us to head to Northern California for that weapons convention we've been tracking."
Will nodded, the excitement clear on his face. "I've been looking forward to this," he said.
"It's not every day we get to check out the latest military tech."
Diana laughed again, rising from her chair. "Neither is it every day that we get to save the world, Will. But that's just a part of the job."
The two of them walked out of the office and headed towards the garage, where the IADC's official car was parked. Diana's mind was racing, as always. There was so much to think about, so much to plan. But she couldn't deny the anticipation that was building up inside of her.
She had never been to a weapons convention before, and she was curious to see what it was all about.
As they drove to the hotel and convention center in Northern California, Diana's mind was filled with a whirlwind of questions.
What kind of people will be there? What kind of weapons will they be showcasing? And most importantly, what kind of threats could arise?

She glanced over at Will, who seemed equally excited. His eyes were wide with wonder as he looked out the window, taking in the scenic views of the California countryside.
As Diana drove Will did what he could to not drink in her curves by staring.
Diana's 54FF cup size and immense muscles were truly unparalleled and left little to the imagination quick glances were all Will dare allowed himself.
She looks beyond compare.* Will thought, turning his gaze back to the rolling hills. Her muscles are very large.
Diana was aware and intensely amused by Will's attempts to remain professional. He's trying hard to be careful. She thought with a grin.

Diana had always found Will's awkwardness endearing, and she enjoyed teasing him about his attraction to her. But she knew that she couldn't let it go too far. They had a job to do, and they needed to focus on the mission at hand.
As they pulled into the hotel where they would be staying for the duration of the convention, Diana could feel her heart starting to race. She wasn't sure what to expect, but she knew that it was going to be an interesting experience.
As she handed her keys to the valet Diana noticed him. He smiled, he was another IADC agent working undercover. Diana gave a slight nod and walked into the large grandiose lobby. Will peeled away from Diana to check in under his own alias.
Diana was surprised that he couldn't tell that she was the same person as Wonder Woman, especially given the similarities between their bust sizes. She wondered if he was playing ignorant or if he truly didn't know.
The two agents met up at the bar to discuss their mission while waiting for the start of the weapons convention. As they sat down, they couldn't help but notice the muscular man across the room. He was well-built, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a sharp jawline. Obviously ex-military, but for who Diana wondered as she continued to glance around, looking for anything else tied to the mission.