ProphetDisharmonious
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Chapter 72
🕑 Added 2023-12-18 04:56:41 +0000 UTC“So…you come here often?”
I glibly asked the blonde bombshell that had just smashed a fucking tank like it was nothing. These types of situations were pretty outlandish, to say the least. So I decided to fall back onto something I could take control of and understand.
And that was by flirting.
It didn’t hurt that she was a solid 11/10 in terms of sex appeal. Holy shit. I thought Wonder Woman was the only muscular woman who I found attractive. But now I was starting to think that it was possible I had a type…
The flying blonde bombshell simply raised an unamused eyebrow at me as she floated closer. I couldn’t help but notice that she was floating down towards me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that was some sort of power move to make her seem above me.
…Which to be fair was completely correct. Even with my newfound abilities I couldn’t do anything half as crazy.
“…I came because I heard your call for help.”
…From where? The air? Did that mean she happened to be flying over the area at that moment?
As I considered her words, I made sure to obviously check her out. Running my eyes over her body with a sideways smile.
Was it smart to antagonize someone who just destroyed a tank? Absolutely not, but I wanted to see how she’d react. That way I could interpret where we stood from there. As well as buy some time for me to think of my next move.
“Then I guess I should call for help more often, huh?”
She blinked in slight surprise at that, before noticing the look I was giving her. This time I was the one surprised as she puffed up her chest with an easy smirk. An edge in her eyes.
For a brief moment I thought she was almost flirting back, but that wasn’t quite right. No, I could see it in the way she carried herself. She was simply that confident in herself.
A fact that was probably derived due to her combat abilities. In which case, I couldn’t really blame her for it.
Besides, it wasn’t everyday that I got a free pass to ogle a beautiful woman.
“If that’s what you want to do. I will always be there for my sidekick.”
She affirmed, causing me to question her by squinting my eyes.
Sidekick? Like…a superhero? Was she a superhero? And did she just call me a sidekick?
Pfft. The mere idea was pretty laughable. Imagine, me of all people running people down in tights. What’s next, joining the GCPD?
Maybe…this chick has me confused with someone else?
Oh right, this outfit! Oh hell, maybe it did belong to a superhero or something. In which case, why wouldn’t she recognize what they looked like? Maybe they wore a mask or something?
Either way, it was probably better to not explain the situation. As it could hinder my chances of getting help from her.
“So…where exactly are we?”
The attractive blonde shrugged.
“I don't know. I only came to this side of the world because you called.”
…this side of the world? She made it sound like she hadn’t even been in the country when she responded.
Was she crazy or something?
Her eyes squinted as she further examined me, before suddenly appearing to my side. Her hands immediately gripping both sides of my head. Not in a painful manner, but she definitely had the strength to back up her actions. It was like my head was between two steal girders. Unrelenting.
“Something’s off…”
She commented, turning my head this way and that. Showcasing just how easily she could tear my head off.
For a brief moment I considered using my powers on her, before disregarding it. It was the safe option, but it left me with nothing else to play. Besides, it’d immediately antagonize her. Which would put me in a tight situation, especially since I couldn’t kill her.
I owed her a rather substantial debt for saving me, as well as…as…something else. Something else I couldn’t really remember…
Was…there something wrong with my mind? A dull thud ached in the back of my skull, but didn’t seem willing to impart any answers.
Instead of reacting with fear, I showcased courage. Being quite obvious in the manner I was checking her out.
…Holy shit her tits were massive.
“If I knew you playing doctor would give me this kind of a view, I’d have asked much earlier.”
She quickly traced my eyesight before widening her own eyes in response. Dropping me suddenly on the ground before landing. I staggered to pick myself up, before she simply picked me up with one hand.
She had a rather…blank expression on her face as she considered me.
“Are you…hitting on me?”
“Yes.”
I shamelessly stated. Staring straight into her eyes as she-
“Gh!”
Grunting slightly due to the force, I found myself wrapped up in the arms of the blonde bombshell. Who currently was holding me tightly, and wrapped in her arms.
Her lips on mine.
I may be a virgin, but I’ve at least kissed a girl before. And none of those kisses were even a fraction as fierce as this one. It had power and passion twirled into one. A commanding and dominating presence simply by existing.
Out of genuine surprise, I started to struggle. But it was quite obviously in vain. Her strength wasn’t lenient in the slightest.
Which was a bit frightening, but it was also…comforting. To know that someone so powerful was by my side.
It’s why I considered Galatea my right hand, after all.
Hmm? That was a strange thought...
My head tilted back in order to get some air, but she didn’t seem keen on the idea of ending the kiss. She wasn’t very…skilled, but she had enthusiasm. No, that didn’t sound right. She had…
A hunger.
There was a desire within her. A fire that wanted something within me. And once it got it, it’d greedily consume it until it was nothing but ashes.
It took me blowing air into her mouth, expanding her cheeks in order to get her to give me some air. She gave me both a perplexed and annoyed look as I did so. Pouting as I started to gasp a bit for air. I didn’t need a mirror to know my face was getting a bit red.
“…What’s wrong? You…”
She seemed a bit…worried? Causing me to sputter a bit. Her grip on my body hadn’t budged an inch. Not that I particularly wanted it to.
Er, I meant, at this point, it was…comforting?
…Whatever. I wasn’t going to explain myself to anyone. Not even myself.
I decided to placate the flying Kryptonian.
“No, you’re fine, Galatea. I just…needed some-“
She didn’t seem to need any more encouragement before going back in for more. Encouragement…had I done that intentionally, or was it just an accident? Galatea…Kryptonian…these words meant something, and yet, they also did not…
Unfortunately, or perhaps very fortunately, my internal thoughts were forced to confront reality. That is, the reality of Galatea sucking and licking most of the saliva out of my mouth. Which was…extremely arousing.
I was quite certain that not even a person on the brink of dying from thirst would drink my spit with such avarice. Her arms suddenly let go of my body. Causing me to blink due to the sudden warmth that surrounded me being taken away. And then she even broke off her lips from my own.
Instead of seeming pleased or happy with this turn of events, Galatea seemed…especially angry. In a very unnerving sort of way. With a growl, her hands gripped the middle of my suit before ripping it in half.
What the hell was I supposed to do now?
Galatea placed her hands along my exposed body with an upturned lip. Her eyes darting between my chest and my face with a rather intense gaze. A gaze that held more emotional weight than anything I’ve ever seen before.
“Mine.”
She grunted out, before leaning over towards my neck, and running her tongue down my collarbone. Her hands rubbing up my chest before circling her thumbs, and running them back down.
Even though it seemed she was mostly indulging herself…it was extremely erotic to see someone lust after me so hard. And I only got harder when she started to take off her own outfit.
Oh, of course she was gentler with her own clothes. Because fuck me, right?
…Actually, I’m quite certain that’s what she was intending to do.
She radiated heat. Not just a warmth, but a raw and unfiltered heat. One that wasn’t matched by the hot weather. Galatea’s was more…oppressive. Stifling. And yet…intoxicating.
All it took was a small push from her to force me to sit on the ground. She pushed her heaving chest onto my own. Exerting pressure as she went for my lips once more.
This time her hand dipped into what remained of the suit of my pants. Which was thankfully mostly intact.
Though Galatea seemed to want to change that, as she quickly snapped open the zipper of the crotch, and fished out my manhood. To which she was thankfully much gentler with.
Even despite her being gentler, her grip was firm. Pumping my length back and forth with such even precision that it felt almost mechanical.
“S-shit!”
It didn’t take long for her to bring me over to the edge. She seemed to have read my body well. Either by feeling it, or by observation, as when I finally came, she thrusted her hand down to the base of my dick. Causing my hips to thrust forward involuntarily into her enclosed hand.
Hoo…
Now that had felt amazing. The afterglow felt rather pleasant, as I slowly came back to the world from the high. Only to realize that what remained of my pants and underwear had been easily slipped off, and Galatea was currently sitting in my lap.
Her nice, muscular, fat ass…
Ah, I see. I wasn’t a religious man by any means, but I had at least heard of the idea of karma. That the things one does and experiences in life with be offset with something else.
If this was the reward I was given due to my shitty life beforehand…well, I don’t think I’d say it was worth it, but damn if it isn’t getting up there…
Galatea rubbed her ass against my rapidly hardening dick. Frowning in annoyance as she attempted to have it somehow just…fall into her by rubbing her body against mine enough times. It was kind of cute how frustrated she was getting due to her lack of success.
“…Come…on…!”
Her mismatched dark pubic hair brushed against my body. Tickling my balls and length. Allowing me to feel the bristles. She had shaved them, but not relatively recently. Her ministrations only increased in frequency as I hardened against her. My own hands found their rightful place on her hips, in order to better guide her.
Galatea was tight.
Very, very tight. Like some sort of extremely erotic and slippery trash compactor. If she hadn’t been nearly this wet, it was likely that just by flexing her pelvic muscles I could kiss my dick goodbye.
Despite that errant thought, it was an extremely pleasant sensation. But it seemed to practically pale in comparison to what Galatea was feeling. Her mouth opened wide, but no words came forth. Her eyes seemed to twitch, and gain an eerie red glow. Her hips did not move at all, but her insides were certainly twitching.
“Gh…uhn…”
It took me a few seconds to realize she must be having an orgasm. A particularly harrowing one at that. Especially if the small amount of drool that was coming out of her mouth and dripping down her 8-pack.
Unfortunately for her, I found that to be more than enough encouragement to start moving.
“Uhn, uhn, uugh!”
She instinctively bared her teeth, but not at me. Instead in a way to endure what was to come. It took no small amount of effort in order to keep pushing in, and out. Thankfully Galatea had more than enough fluids to keep things going smoothly.
Galatea’s eyes were focused on something that wasn’t even there as I gripped her ass. Echoing loud meaty thwacks on the side of the barren mountain. A thunderous clap echoed near my left side, only for me to realize it had been her fist…that was now embedded into the ground next to my head.
I had only a few seconds to process that before she once again regained the initiative. Thrusting her hips at a renewed vigor before planting her lips on my neck. Whispering loudly to either herself or me.
“You’re mine…this…is…mine! Mine. Mine. Mine!”
Normally I would balk at anyone even insinuating that I was owned and collared. But I closely considered my circumstances. The fat ass that I was pounding. The snatch that was trying to squeeze the life out of me. The lips that were trying to leave hickeys on my neck. The powerful legs that shook with uncontrollable spasms against my body.
If this is what I could look forward to, maybe being collared wasn’t all that bad…
My release was overshadowed by Galatea’s. As my seed flowed into her, she screamed in pleasure. I hope it was pleasure, anyway. It was rather…intense sounding.
And by that, I mean it seemed like she was trying to emulate Black Canary in how loud she could be. But that was nothing compared to the massive RED LASERS that shot out of her eyes and burrowed into the nearby mountain for several long seconds.
Then she finally closed her eyes, and fell onto my chest.
For a moment I thought that she had been robbed of her strength due to having what seemed like the orgasm of a lifetime, but her body still had tension in it. Which meant it was more likely that she just simply wanted to lay on top of me.
Well…I definitely wasn’t going to complain.
Though I’m pretty sure my hip definitely will…
Author's note: Planned to make a Larfleeze or orange lantern joke in there somewhere, but there didn't seem to be a good spot for it. Meh.
Comments
Readm
Technically this was consensual, if he would have done it without having lost the memories is a different question
Josh Snider
Is this consensual?
JustAFan
Finally! Been looking forward to this chapter :D
