You Kept The Necklace

To Hope Again

"I'm taking you back to the DEO!"

"I-I can't let you-

"Get out of my way! Kara's breath hitched as the fabric of his shirt crumpled under her fingertips- pausing she looked down, surprised to see her mothers necklace glinting in the ambient neon light as it hovered over his chest.

Reaching and taking it in the palm of her hand- she couldn't quite believe what she was looking at, he'd kept it, he had really well and truly kept it.

Looking back to Mon-El in disbelief "My Necklace."

Before her brain was able to comprehend and she could talk herself out of it- she was already pulling him in further by the scruff of his neck until his lips had landed firmly and ungracefully onto her own... Hands trembling, he gasped and let out a gentle groan as her tongue slid it's way inside of his mouth.

Fierce he forced his fingers through her blonde tangle of hair, gripping it close needing to keep the sensation of her against him- as a reminder. It'd been so long, even stood here she still felt like a distant fading memory that only his dreams would ever fulfil... was this real? or was he still sleeping, dreaming inside of a glass hollow chamber surrounded by that orange- vivid sticky liquid.

Scrambling backwards Kara shoved him against the wall- he was utterly struggling just to keep up, his trousers already halfway down they fell further- himself slumping partway against the metal of the ship.

Practically on top of him, thrumming with intensity, Kara was insistent urging him on.

Their lips duelled for dominance, hot and wet- thick with a sexual need, neither were wanting to come up for any sort of air. Raw with pent up desperation the blonde manoeuvred herself until he was finally sat against the floor, upright with her legs wrapped around his lap- his pants were at his ankles and dick was straining against the swathe of fabric of her suit.

Grinding down frantically- Kara started moaning into his mouth as his hardness rubbed against her clit.

She needed him, she needed him right now!

Snaking a hand down- his grip twitched as he felt her take hold of his shaft, leaning up just so slightly balancing with one arm against the smooth cool wall she quickly pushed the blue fabric of the suit to one side until she was able to lower herself down so that she was pressing him into her.

As his cock slipped further inward her eyes had closed pleasantly, head lulled back, her lip tugged sensually between her teeth as she felt his intrusion.

Strangely a relief washed over her as they'd connected, instead of gasping for breath it was finally as if she could breathe again at taking him so completely- of him being inside of her after all this time, thinking that he was gone- that he was dead.

It was almost blissful- like she was being welcomed into both the heavens and Raos brightness simultaneously indeed, the brilliance of it all was overwhelming- especially as she gyrated against him in a passionate synchronised harmony.

Disconnecting- her lips plump and throughly ravished Kara Zor-El leant back to pause for a moment to take him in.

He was mesmerised, just staring at her lap- looking to exactly were they joined like he couldn't quite believe the feeling as he thrusted himself in further.

Masculine hands now happened to be cupping her ass, gliding intensely as they grasped at her flesh.

She adored the sting of it, the thrill at the fact she could actually sense him and his strength was... well so erotically charged it was making her head spin. Devious, her own hazy blue eyes trailed downward curiously to were it was that he had been watching- she couldn't see him, just her suit and her skirt that was covering up his lap.

Both sets of their legs flexing. From his angle though she knew he well and truly could and so with that in mind she devilishly gripped herself tighter deciding to work her hips, to give him a show.

Catching onto what she was doing now his eyes snapped up- black as night as they caught each others gaze, together their silence was deafening- only their wet sounding movements remained as they stared intently.

The air was rife with lust.

The Kryptonian lifted up the skirt sinfully and his eyes followed tracking her fingers as they reached her mound.

Naughtily working herself up- both sets of lips happened to be parted, as her chest expanded quickly and it was now that she was having difficulty purely breathing- her back and shoulders gradually turned into a slow arch as her other arm strained behind her wrestling to take her weight.

Gazing, he'd never experienced such magnificence.

Holding her hips heavily with superstrength, he increased his thrusts and panted until she was was groaning wildly, her back and neck curling until she couldn't hold herself upright any longer- quivering she used every bit of strength she had left to grapple forward and straight into his arms.

For this part, she had needed to hold onto him, she needed to be as close to him as possible if this was really going to end.

Kara just couldn't bare the thought of not coming undone without being latched protectively within the safety of his strong forearms, or not being allowed to hold her head against his, nor be graced with the opportunity to hear the thumping of his Daxamite heart during orgasm.

Sensing her need for comfort, Mon-El wrapped his arms around her, laying kisses to her cheek sweetly. She was close- rocking together, back and forth they increased the pace.

Holding onto his shoulders she shifted until her arms ended up encircled and hugging around his neck, her face throughly smushed burrowed until she bent upwards and violently shuddered starting to ripple with one orgasm after another above him, her lips parted in a sort of muffled scream of appreciation.

Finally relaxing she chose to hold him dearly burying herself against his scraggly locks breathing in his scent as she felt him also tighten underneath suddenly- with a few more thrusts it was obvious their time was up and his husky moaning could be heard- the hum of his growl vibrating so much that it tore through her chest as he let himself go.

Enjoying the loving sensation of his wetness mixing with her own, she felt his heat practically ripple causing her to cry out in awe.

It was magnetic- even magical or so she'd thought, that was- until everything had gotten blown to smithereens and had soon turned sour... fouled from the lingering stench of betrayal.

Panting, breathless and eventually coming down from their hormone induced high- they held each other adorably. Gazing somewhat lovingly blue hues took in Mon-El, Grasping at his face with her two hands, whilst he soothingly rubbed at her arms "I love you..."

Glancing up he smiled- with a tint of worry decidedly now coating his features before an alarm had sounded breaking them apart instantaneously.

Falling backwards Kara was lost as he tore himself away from her- leaving her on the ground... alone.

Dejected- wordlessly she got up, brushed herself off and tried desperately to recover even with the feel of him still coating her insides. Standing and staring patiently whilst he frantically sped around the room she realised he was just too immersed in whatever it was that he was doing to even acknowledge what they'd just been through and done together.

Arms crossed Kara frantically tried to get his attention "Mon, Mon-El!"

-ignored-

Stalking forward blocking the panel in one swift motion "Mon-El! Growling and asking "What was that? What the hell is happening?"

"MOVE KARA!"

Blanching at his abrupt outburst she backed off concerned- soon coming to horridly learn that she was witnessing the love of her life as he happened to rescue ..his wife.