I'm not sure what J'onzz thought when I finally rematerialized in the teleporter room. I was butt naked and dripping wet. He merely wrapped me up in an oversized towel and escorted me down to my room on the Watchtower. We walked in silence yet I knew he already figured I had reached my breaking point with Lois.
"It's good to see you old friend," he said with a soft smile on his face. "Even if it isn't in the best of circumstances..."
I let off a soft chuckle, "It's good to see you too J'onzz."
As we walked down the corridors of the Watchtower I saw Dinah in front of us. She stopped dead in her tracks. Her piercing golden eyes looked me up and down. After she looked me over I heard her click down on her comlink.
"Diana, you aren't going to believe this..." she said before she ran off in the other direction.
My heart sank as I heard Wonder Woman exhale softly. I started to rush after Dinah but J'onzz pulled me back. I looked over to J'onzz. His eyes searched my own. I usually kept my mind in a never-ending puzzle so he would never be able to see my thoughts, but at this moment he saw it. He saw her. Diana bent over a rooftop railing with me behind her.
"What the..." J'onzz blurted out.
A feeling of shame rushed over me as J'onzz looked at me. He looked like he'd seen a ghost.
"J'onzz don't..." I said softly. "... Please don't tell anyone."
"You slept with Diana?!" he asked.
I turned away from his gaze.
"Was this after Lois?"
J'onzz's accusation enraged me. A feeling I'd grown accustomed to over the past ten years. It became especially part of my life after I started dating Lois. Enraged, sexually frustrated, and well bitter. I was ashamed of what I'd become. A shell of the man who's J'onzz has just seen. The one who took a goddess to bed and made her scream my name.
"That memory is a decade old," I replied.
"But you still..."
"Yes," I sighed. "I still think about that night."
J'onzz stood there in awe.
"I've not thought about it," I continued. "And I left the team because I couldn't."
"I see", J'onzz answered.
I felt the judge in his reply.
"I'm not judging you, my friend," J'onzz added as he softened his expression. "I've just got questions..."
As I turned my back to J'onzz I sighed.
"Questions for another day," I replied.
I made my way back to my old room on the Watchtower in silence. I felt J'onzz continuing to probe my mind. He failed. After my moment of weakness, I placed my mental blocks back up. No one needed to know what I felt for Diana nor what we'd done together. As I approached my door I noticed that Diana's room was no longer next to mine. I glanced over to my right and her laurel leaf wreath was no longer on the outside of her door.
"We tried to keep everything the same," J'onzz said.
"Not everything," I added as I opened the door to my room.
Stepping into my old room felt weird. J'onzz was right, they'd kept my room relatively unchanged. I looked around my former room in awe of how they'd kept it. On one of the wall bookshelves, there was a lone picture. The closer I walked towards it I realized it was a picture of us, me and Diana. I picked it up and looked at myself. I was smiling. It was a copy of our first magazine cover page together. She stood there in all of her Amazon glory at my right side. We looked so happy back then before we realized that I was the man from Bruce's party. I ran my fingers across her image. Damn Bruce and his fucking games. Some things were better left unsaid.
"Thank you old friend," I replied as I placed the photo back on the bookshelf.
I heard J'onzz's footsteps heading toward the exit. As he started to leave my room he lingered in the doorway. Resting his hand on the door frame he looked back at me.
"I'm sure she'll want to see you," he said.
I let out a soft laugh.
"I highly doubt that," I replied.
If he only knew how truly doubtful his opinion was. She probably would rather have me hanged than see me. I watched J'onzz shake his head.
"You'd be surprised," he said, raising his eyebrow. "I'll schedule your appointment for sometime tomorrow."
"My appointment?" I asked.
J'onzz smiled, "For our counseling session. I see you've got a lot of pent-up emotions and it will do you good to get everything off your chest."
I kind of cringed at the idea of talking about my relationship with Lois, but lord knows what he'll do if he knew anymore about Diana. I paused for a moment and gathered my thoughts. I knew J'onzz meant well but a part of me knew Bruce would probably stick his nose in it somehow.
"And it will stay between us?" I asked.
"Of course Kal,"
I let out a sigh.
"Don't take too long getting dressed," he said as the door to my room started to close. "I don't know how long your return will remain a secret."
Once the door closed I walked over to my old bed and collapsed down onto it. I stared up at the ceiling as my vision slipped over to my x-ray vision. My eyes bored through three floors until I reached her room. She sat alone at her desk. She was dressed in a light Grecian dress. She looked so beautiful.
"Not now Dinah,"
Dinah stood outside of her door banging her fist up against it.
"Diana, open this door this instant," Dinah shouted.
Diana's body stiffened as she sat up straight in her seat.
{Diana's POV}
"Diana, you aren't going to believe this but Superman is back..."
I heard Dinah the words I never thought I'd hear ever again. 'Superman was back'. I immediately closed our comlink. My hand fell from my ear and landed on my desk. I lingered there seated at my desk with my back to the door. My heart skipped a beat as my mind went to that night. The night I felt his hand wrapped around my throat as he pounded me from behind. I started to feel hot between my legs when...
KNOCK, KNOCK!!
"You better open this door girl," Dinah shouted.
"Dinah I'm busy," I replied.
"Lies from the pit of fucking hell," she bellowed through my shut door. "You better open up this door and talk to me before I blast this damn door open.
"Dinah I'm truly in the middle of..."
"AHHHHHHH!"
Dinah let out her sonic scream. The door behind me burst open as the metal bulked under the sound of her powerful voice.
"I said talk to me," she said as she stepped into my room.
Stepping through the hole she'd just made through my door, I heard Dinah stomping her way towards me. She grabbed the back of my seat and turned me around to face her. I took a deep breath and looked directly into Dinah's eyes.
"What do you want Dinah," I said firmly. "I said I was busy..."
"Right you look hella busy," she interjected. "I just told you I saw Superman in the Watchtower and your answer is 'I'm busy.
"Well, I am," I replied.
"Again with the hiding," she grumbled.
"I'm not hiding," I replied.
A lie I was. If Superman was here then he must have ended things with Lois. Lois's rule was her or the league. He chose her.
"Don't you want to see him?" she asked.
"No," I replied. "I've got things to do..."
Dinah threw up her hand and cussed.
"Diana look me in the eyes and tell me you don't want to see him," Dinah ordered.
I stood to my feet and looked her dead in the eyes.
"I don't want to see him," I answered. "Now if you will excuse me I've got to call maintenance to clear up the mess you've made..."
Dinah reached out and grabbed my arm/
"Diana, you aren't going to run away from this conversation," she said.
I pulled my hand away from her grasp.
"There is no 'this' conversation," I replied.
I forced my way past her.
"I know it was you and Clark on the rooftop all those years again,"
I stopped in my tracks. My head immediately snapped back to look at her.
"I don't know what you mean," I hissed.
Dinah slowly started walking toward me.
"I saw you both on the roof," she said coldly. "Bruce said it was an earthquake but I knew better."
I clenched my jaw.
"... I went up to investigate and you know what I saw..."
Dinah stood in front of me. She leaned over to my left ear and said.
"I saw you leaning over a damn ledge taking Clark's cock," she hissed into my ear. "Deep, hard fucking strokes..."
"Silence," I hissed back.
I tried to create distance between us but Dinah had grabbed a hold of my thighs. My flesh molded under her fingers.
"I'll ask you again Diana," she said as she slid her hand up my thigh. "Don't you want to see him?"
Dinah slid her fingers up to my pussy. She slit me open and hissed.
"The body doesn't lie, Diana," she added as she pulled her hand out.
Lifting her damp fingers she showed them to me.
"Go see him," she said as she rubbed her fingers together.
Dinah turned from me and shouted for Ollie.
"Get your ass down here Robinhood," she ordered over the com. "Mommy needs her pussy pounded."
I watched Dinah walk off leaving me alone with my broken thoughts. Who else here had seen us together that night. I'd known Bruce had because of his brutal revelation but Dinah. We'd need friends since I came to Man's World officially. Who else knew?
....Lost in thought I felt as if someone was watching me. I turned around.
"Diana..."
A low deep growl. A tone I'd almost forgotten yet haunted my waking moments. As I turned to face him he rushed into my room. He wrapped himself around me. I felt his hard damp body behind me. I looked down to see the dark hair on his arms. He leaned down and brushed his cheek against mine. My face tingled as I felt the bristles of his beard. I reached around and grabbed a fist full of his curls. They were longer, much longer than the last time I'd touched them.
"Kal?" I muttered softly as I pulled his hair.
He let off a low growl.
"Is Dinah right?" he asked into my ear.
His hot breath against my ears set me on fire.
I gulped hard.
"I saw what Dinah did," he continued as he took my ear into his mouth.
"Oh did you?" I asked.
With one of his hands, he slid down my stomach down to my pussy. He hissed as he spread my lips away. He muttered 'beloved' as he bit down on my earlobe. I laughed, but his touch grew quicker between my legs. So my laugh turned into a moan.
"Yes..." he added. "But I remember you prefer it..."
He thrust two thick fingers into me. I gasped. He made quick work of sliding in and out bringing me the edge.
"What are you free to do now?" I gasped as the pressure within me built.
"... Damn cousin and with the door wide open,"
My eyes shot open. I was laying on my bed with my legs spread open and my dress up around my waist.
"EROS!" I hissed as I sat up.
There he was my pink-fleshed cousin Eros. He stood in the middle of my room with his arms folded across his chest.
"He must have been one good fuck," my cousin replied. "Can I have his number..."