Genres: BDSM, Challenge, D/s, PWP
Challenge Category: Section A (Playful)
Warnings: Mild bondage
Summary: Wonder Woman comes to Gotham on a starry night.
Date Of Completion: March 7, 2010
Date Of Posting: March 10, 2010
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 749
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: Happy Birthday, rocaw! :) She requested the pairing of Selina/Diana and the prompt of lassos and whips. ;)
Entered into the 2010 DCU Fic/Art Bondage Challenge.
The entire series can be found here.
From the Queen
And said with a purr,
"Do you like my fur?"
And the Queen
Said to her,
"I shan’t demur."
Lady Elsinore Gentry
"The Cat And The Queen"
The whip coiled around Diana’s arms with a snap, pulling her limbs tight to her sides. The Amazon smiled. Gotham was her favorite town.
The night was cold and clear, stars twinkling overhead. In Star City, Black Canary was high-kicking in her sexy fishnets (and speaking of fishnets, where was Zatanna tonight?); in Metropolis, there was fiery Lois and sweet Supergirl; regal Hawkgirl in Something City; and here in Gotham? Batgirl and Batwoman made a nice pair, indeed, both redheads with passion and acrobatic skills worthy of a Flying Grayson (Kate knew the ways of women so well), and now, of course, there was Catwoman.
Slinky, sexy Selina.
“And what’s your business here in Gotham, Amazon?”
Diana smiled. She was facing away from Catwoman, but she could sense the woman coming up behind her.
“So, Amazon, cat got your tongue?”
Wonder Woman laughed. “Hopefully soon.” She could hear Selina’s snort.
“I asked you, what’s your business here in Gotham?”
“Are you taking lessons from Tall, Dark, and Brooding?”
“You speak the lingo well, Amazon.” Full breasts brushed against Diana’s back. “Can you speak it to tell me your business here?”
“I thought territorialism was a male thing.”
A gloved hand slipped down the curve of Diana’s spine, resting briefly on her buttocks.
WonderWoman took a deep breath as Catwoman came into view, green eyes glittering through her mask. Her curvaceous body was encased in black leather, Wonder Woman’s blood boiling.
Catwoman looked over Wonder Woman with a lazy smile and salacious eye. She held the whip handle easily, but Wonder Woman wasn’t fooled. Catwoman wasn’t likely to be taken off-guard.
Catwoman’s gaze was drawn to the glowing Golden Lasso on her captive’s hip. She snaked out a clawed hand and grabbed it, snapping the whip off and replacing it with the Lasso so swiftly that even Wonder Woman was surprised.
“Truly, you possess the speed of Hermes.”
Catwoman smirked. “Truly.” She tugged and brought Wonder Woman closer. “So, Amazon, would you like to taste cat’s cream?”
“Oh, yes,” breathed Wonder Woman.
Catwoman laughed. “Let me feel your luscious lips, Amazon.”
Wonder Woman bent down and brushed her lips against Catwoman’s neck, feeling the pulse throbbing beneath warm skin. She used her teeth to tug her companion’s zipper down, exposing the swell of creamy breasts. Wonder Woman’s tongue flicked out to lap at the cleft between Catwoman’s breasts, the Cat groaning as she lifted up her torso, wanting more.
Wonder Woman brushed the leather aside and latched onto a nipple, the Cat arching backward, eyes closed, still holding onto the Lasso.
Wonder Woman suckled and licked and bit on that sensitive nipple, Catwoman mewling as she shuddered. The other nipple received the same treatment, Wonder Woman feeling on fire.
Suddenly Catwoman’s lips were on her chest, Wonder Woman gasping as clever fingers slipped down between her legs, pressing up against star-spangled spandex. She staggered back, taller than the Cat but totally in her power.
“Gently down, now,” Catwoman purred, helping lower Wonder Woman to the hard surface of the rooftop. She straddled the Amazon, one hand pushing down the eagle-decorated bodice and deliberately cupped a full breast, squeezing and caressing, then carefully pinching a pert nipple with her claws.
Diana moaned, tilting her head back, writhing in Selina’s talented hands. Green eyes glittering, the Cat licked her lips and tugged the star-spangled shorts down, revealing delectable treasure.
“I think this Cat must lick your cream, Precious.”
Selina’s talented tongue drove Diana wild, the Golden Lasso glittering as her Amazonian muscles strained against her bonds. Selina went deeper and Diana cried out, thrusting her hips up.
Selina straightened up, licking her lips. “Mmm, you can come to Gotham anytime, Amazon.”
Diana smiled. “Let me return the favor.”
Selina helped Diana to her knees and stretched out on her back, slowly peeling her costume down until Diana bent down, soft hair brushing Selian’s thighs, her tongue working its way along satiny skin until it reached the delicious warmth that was the essence of Selina.
Catwoman yowled in pleasure as she was invaded with loving mercy. She arched up, thighs trembling and chest heaving.
She sighed as she released Diana, the Golden Lasso falling around them as the stars sparkled high in the sky.