The only remaining item of clothing on Zatanna's body is her fishnet tights, but it hardly matters because she has so many extra pairs anyway and she's far too eager to want to take even more time to remove something that doesn't need to come off. Her lips are nearly numb in the best possible way from all the firm kissing, and her skin is all tingly from the touches and grabs. When Clark moves behind her and starts to slide into her, she can't help but grip the edge of the sheets in her hands and let out a loud moan. "God, you feel amazing already. I hope you're not about to start going easy on me." She says, almost breathless, when she can speak again, a smirk on her lips.
Stroking her ass he groaned as he gently leaned into her. His cock seemed to slide in slow but easy, and she felt intense, hot, right, and perfect. "ffff-oh Rao, Zatanna. You do too." She felt so good to him and he shuddered as he began to move in her.
"I, nnngh, thought you didn't like me, until you smiled that nnnngh smile."
new york. i've some teleportation sigils drawn out in the usual warehouse, but the ritual probably wouldnt be til evening anyway. you'd be able to make it in?
"Am I not allowed to be full of surprises?" She grinds her body against his, leaning harder into him. "That's my whole thing. I mean, now I'm also full of something else too but..." Another moan escapes her lips.
What better word is there to use? When one has lived here as long as I have, that is all these events tend to be. Some little upstart decided to try and use a chemical attack, but just ended up setting the dump on fire. So, we have that lovely stench of burning trash with chemical side effects. Opposed to the normal trash smell of Gotham.
[ He utterly hates when young wanna be rogues try to make a name for themselves. It never works.]
"I enjoy exploring mysteries, thorouhgly, and innnnnn-depth."
One hand slides under her to find her breasts and gently stroke and tease them, then tweaking her nipples, even as the other finds her hips and grips on. The next moment, he moans her name as he slaps his hips forward hard. The sound as they hit her ass echoes loudly, like a window breaking or a very naughty ass being spanked, and he shudders as he fucks her.
She arches her back slightly in response, with a louder and longer cry of pleasure at the sensations mixed with the feeling of her hard nipples being tweaked with his fingers. Words are lost to her at the moment. She moves harder and faster, and feeling herself inch closer to her climax.
Rocking with her, fucking her and feeling how hot and tight she is, Clark moans against her lips as he kisses her again.
Somehow, she feels like nothing ever has, and if he could think, he might wonder if magic makes it that way. But he groans anyway, her name on his lips as he moves with her, feeling his own orgasm slowly begin to build.
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[2] d'you have any plans for today
[3] or even if you do, could you or could you not move aforementioned plans in favour of a demonic exorcism
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[ The sarcasm there. ]
Where are we going?
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"I, nnngh, thought you didn't like me, until you smiled that nnnngh smile."
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[ Okay, John, maybe focus on the practicalities and something more useful than just flattery— ]
and some chalk
and some magical rope if you've got em?
for the demon, not somethin kinky like
(...at least for now)
[ Incorrigible. ]
— continued (for hosannas_of_anguish)
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[ She's mostly joking, but would that really be the weirdest thing they'd see? Would it really? Probably not. ]
nsfw & a surprise tag 800 years later
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[ He utterly hates when young wanna be rogues try to make a name for themselves. It never works.]
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One hand slides under her to find her breasts and gently stroke and tease them, then tweaking her nipples, even as the other finds her hips and grips on. The next moment, he moans her name as he slaps his hips forward hard. The sound as they hit her ass echoes loudly, like a window breaking or a very naughty ass being spanked, and he shudders as he fucks her.
"NMmmhmm, and I do like filling you up."
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Somehow, she feels like nothing ever has, and if he could think, he might wonder if magic makes it that way. But he groans anyway, her name on his lips as he moves with her, feeling his own orgasm slowly begin to build.
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[ Most of them from him, made up on the fly in a fit of desperation. Although he's (probably) joking right now, at least. Probably? ]