Chapter Nine
Batman was just finishing up his patrol when he saw her silhouette on the building across from the museum. It didn’t take the world’s greatest detective to know exactly who the figure was. He didn’t know she was back in town, but figured he might as well put her on notice that he’s watching her. He slipped down behind her, pausing for a moment to take in just how breathtaking she looked in that outfit. Pulling himself from those thoughts, Batman spoke in his most intimidating voice, “What are you doing here, Selina?”
If she was surprised or frightened she gave no outward indication as she slowly turned to look at him. There was a seductive smile on her face.
“You know you’re not as stealthy as you think,” she said, her voice silky and playful.
“Is that that case,” he replied.
“Yes, it is. Everyone’s just too afraid of you to tell you, Batman.”
He can’t help but notice how her costume hugs every sensual curve of her spectacular body or how her full lips turn up into a sultry smile, but quickly pulls himself away from these thoughts of how distracting beautiful she is.
“I’ll ask you again, what are you doing here?”
“Oh, just looking,” she said, her slender body moving fluidly as she edged away from the side of the building towards him.
“Make sure it stays that way,” Batman gruffly replied.
“Yes, sir. Laying the Dark Knight bit on a little thick tonight, aren’t you,” she teased him.
“I’ve got to keep up that frightening reputation,” he bantered back, taking the bait. Selina laughed at this and Bruce almost smiled himself.
“If it would help, I could tremble a little,” she retorted, slowly moving towards him.
“I’d actually like to see that.”
“I’ll bet you would,” she seductively whispered to him, “I always knew you had a kinky side, Batman.”
He actually smiled at this, before falling back into character.
“This is your only warning, Selina, stay away from the museum and it’s new emerald collection.”
Catwoman just smiled and gestured over his shoulder towards the night sky. He turned and saw the Bat signal.
“I think your table’s ready.”
Looking back at her, he’s torn as to which direction to go.
“Don’t keep you date waiting, Batman.”
“Just remember what I said, Selina. Stay out of trouble.”
“Where’s the fun in that,” she said with a smile, just standing there as if in a challenge to him. He found himself wanting to stay, but the sight of the Bat signal out of the corner of this eye pulled at him.
“Time’s ticking, Batman. I’m sure they need you for something heroic,” Selina playfully teases him. Bruce looked from her to the signal and then shakes his head.
“Just stay out of trouble, please,” he finally says, shooting his bat line and heading off to answer the signal.
Selina laughs and answers, “since you asked so nicely, I’ll try.”
“See that you do that,” he says over his shoulder.
“See you around, Batman,” she answers him. He tries and concentrates on what new threat the police want his help on, put his mind keeps returning to the woman on the rooftop.
It was early Sunday morning and Clark and Aphrodite lay on the remains of another destroyed bed. They’ve spent most of the last two nights and days there. Aphrodite sips her glass of champagne with a smile on her face. If she had needed any proof of the extent of Kal-El’s passion he had certainly provided it this weekend. She knew he wasn’t in love with her and she found it refreshing. Here in this mortal’s arms she had rediscovered how much she enjoyed just feeling like a woman. He hadn’t come to her with bowed head, groveling on his knees to worship her, but as a man comes to a woman he desires. Her body had tingled all over when she saw that look in his eye. It had stoked her desires as well. As she lay there on top of him, Aphrodite looked down at his gorgeous features and found herself more than a little taken with him. It surprised her that a mortal could stir these feelings within her, but this man, this Superman, had. It only made her plans that much more interesting. Setting her glass of champagne down, Aphrodite slowly began to kiss her way along his broad, muscular chest as she leisurely began to move her body against his in a very erotic and enticing way. A groan slipped from Clark’s lips as her efforts began to have the desired effect.
“Kal-El,” she whispered seductively to him.
“Yes,” he answered, his voice strained.
“I’ve been thinking about how long it’s been since I walked among the mortals,” she began, her lips placing small kisses along his collarbone. “I was thinking I’d like to see more of this new world the mortals have made.”
Clark’s eyes slowly opened and glanced down into her eyes. “I-I imagine a lot has changed,” he offered, unsure where she was going with this.
“Yes, so much has changed in the few thousand years since I last walked among the mortals. They have built these new cities of glass and steel that reach for the stars unlike anything I saw back then. Others of the Gods have continued to visit the mortal plain, Ares, Zeus, even Athena and Hera, but I never had until now.”
“Well, um, ah, perhaps it, ah, would be a good idea if you, um, visit some of the places on Earth,” Clark absently suggested, as his thoughts were split between her words and the effects her body and kisses were having on his.
“Good! I’m so glad you suggest that,” Aphrodite said with a huge smile, “you can be my guide in this new world, Kal-El.”
“Wh-What?” Clark suddenly gasped, totally caught off guard by her remark.
“Since it was your suggestion, you should have the honor of showing me the new world, Kal-El,” she continued, her lips only millimeters from his. Her body hadn’t stop moving, slow and sensual against him. Clark tried not to think about this, but it was difficult.
“I-I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Aphrodite,” he managed to whisper.
“Why not?” she asked, “you know this world well.”
“Yes, but it might look a little strange for me to be seen with you.”
“Why? Is there something wrong with me,” she asked, pulling back, a little bit of hurt coming through her voice.
“No-No! It’s just it would be hard to explain what I was doing with a Goddess. You would draw a lot of attention,” he stumbled to say.
“So you’d be embarrassed to be seen with me, is that it, Kal-El,” she said, the hurt plain in her voice as she began to pout. “It’s all right for me to be in your bed, but not to be seen with you in public.”
Aphrodite slid off of him and rolled over to the other side of the bed, turning her back to him. Clark was caught completely off guard by her reaction to his statement. It hadn’t come out the way he intended and must have hurt her feelings, he thought to himself.
“It’s not that I’d be embarrassed being seen with you, Aphrodite,” he said gently, stroking her shoulder. “I don’t live most of my life as Superman, that’s only a costume I put on. For the most part I live as Clark Kent, average, ordinary mortal.”
“I’ve seen the little disguise you wear, with the glasses and awkwardness,” Aphrodite said, still pouting.
“It’s necessary for what I do, Aphrodite. Most people never give Clark Kent a second look, which works out well for me. No one knows that Clark Kent is Superman. If they did, it might be dangerous for those close to me. The family and friends I have would be targets for every enemy Superman has. You’re a Goddess, Aphrodite, it would raise a lot of questions when suddenly mild mannered Clark Kent is seen with you.”
“So you’re not embarrassed to be seen with me,” she softly asked, still not turning to look at him.
“No, of course not,” Clark softly assured her.
“Maybe most mortals wouldn’t realize I was a Goddess,” she offered, finally turning towards him.
“Aphrodite, it would be hard not to notice. Your looks are as near to female perfection as there is. I mean you glow, the air shimmers around you. I think most people would figure it out.”
“So it’s not that you’re embarrassed to be seen with me, but that you have to protect your little disguise and those mortals that know you?”
“Yes, exactly,” Clark said with a smile.
“So if mortals didn’t realize I was a Goddess, you would show me around the mortal world?” she asked, in a small vulnerable voice.
“Um, ah, well, of course, I guess,” Clark, stammered, not really seeing what she was getting at.
“I understand. Now I’m not angry at you anymore,” Aphrodite said with a smile. Clark felt a sense of relief, but in the back of his mind he was still a bit confused about what had just happened. Before he could give it anymore thought, though, Aphrodite brought all his thoughts back to her, kissing him passionately and pressed her whole body against him. Things began to heat up again, when Clark’s Justice League communicator went off.
“Damn,” he gasped, reluctantly pulling away from Aphrodite. “I’m sorry, duty calls, the League must need me.”
“I need you too,” Aphrodite said with a playful pout. Clark shook his head and got up from the ruins of the bed.
“Please, Goddess, don’t make any noise. I don’t want to have to explain this right now.”
Aphrodite gave him her most innocent smile as she sat naked on his bed looking at him. Clark felt a rush of lust at the sight of her, but tamped it down as he turned to the communicator.
“Superman here,” he said with his most neutral voice. The image of Flash appeared on the small screen.
“Hey, Supes!” Wally smiled, “I was just thinking that it’s a slow day all around and since you were off, how about that race today?”
Clark felt like groaning in frustration. “Is that why you called?”
“Yeah! Why? You got something better to do?”
Clark’s body went rigid as he felt Aphrodite slip up behind him and press herself against his back. Her hands began to teasingly explore his flesh. Trying not to gasp at the sensations she was creating, Clark shifted slightly to make sure Flash couldn’t see her.
“Actually, oh, actually, I’m really kind of busy right now, Wally. How about a rain check?”
“Are you sure? I can be there in seconds,” Flash offered, clearly determined to race today.
“Not going to happen,” Clark said, a tremor slipping through his voice as Aphrodite continued to tease him. “Have to go, Wally, maybe another time. Bye.”
As Clark reached to turn off the communicator, Aphrodite couldn’t help but giggle. Clark switched it off was fast as he could, hoping Flash hadn’t heard her. He turned and gave her a look.
“Trying to make trouble for me, Goddess?”
“Just showing you that I need you here, Kal-El,” she said, seductively. With a tempting smile she turned and slowly made her way back to the bed. Her beauty mesmerized Clark’s eyes. She lay down on the bed, giving him her most captivating pose.
“So aren’t you going to help a woman in need, Superman,” she asked with a smile.
“I guess duty calls,” Clark replied, moving slowly towards her, a huge grin on his face as well.
