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Day 31: "Superheroes at Rest," DC Comics
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Title: Superheroes at Rest
Self-Lover: Renee Montoya, Kate Kane, Wonder Woman
Fandom: DC Comics
Words: 700
Date: May 31
Summary: There's no crisis. Just a press conference.
It seemed like a good idea at the time. A supervillain named Krais died and left a storehouse of weapons hiding underneath Gotham. Every villain worth his secret identity went after it, only to discover that it was a sting operation. Superman, Batman and Wonder Woman came up with the plan. Within two days, every costumed villain and a few wannabes were locked up in Arkham, safe and sound.
Kate knew it was only a temporary reprieve, she knew that the majority of the criminals would either be let out on a technicality or escape within a matter of days. But until that happened, she had some free time on her hands.
And free time really sucked.
She wandered the halls of her mansion, basically irritating the maids and getting in their way. She finally headed upstairs where Renee was allegedly using Kate's state of the art workout equipment. Kate peered into the gym and saw that it was empty, and continued on to the den at the end of the hall. She could hear a female reporter speaking, and pushed the door open.
The big screen TV was at the far end of the room, facing the door. Kate saw Renee slumped on the couch, only the back of her head visible over the cushion. The reporter was doing a voice-over, speaking as the cameraman filmed a press conference in downtown Gotham. Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman were all in attendance. Kate walked across the den and stopped behind the couch, opening her mouth to say something to Renee. The words died in her throat when she looked down and saw what Renee was doing.
Renee's white T-shirt was pushed up, exposing a flat, toned stomach. One hand rested on her stomach, while the other disappeared under the waistband of her shorts. Her legs were spread, her toes pointed against the floor as she rubbed herself furiously. Kate cocked a hip, rested a fist on it, and said, "Well, well. Is this your version of working out?"
"Come on," Renee grunted, not taking her eyes from the screen. "Who wears something like that to a press conference?"
Kate grinned and looked back at the TV. The cameraman was standing to the left side of the stage, his camera trained on the group of superheroes at the podium. Superman was speaking, and Wonder Woman stood to his left. The angle, whether on purpose or happy accident, gave the audience a very good view of Wonder Woman's rear end. The boots, the bustier, the golden lasso on her hip... it all made for a very nice tableau.
Kate lowered herself onto the couch and said, "I suppose I can't blame you... damn."
"How does anyone on the Justice League get any work done?"
Kate loosened her belt and slid her hand between her legs, rubbing herself through her slacks. "You got me."
Wonder Woman stepped forward to say her piece, and the camera zoomed in. Renee grunted at the sight of Wonder Woman's cleavage on Kate's TV. "High-def?"
"Digital."
"Fuck," Renee gasped.
Kate glanced over, watching Renee, and licked her lips. When she turned back to the TV, she focused on Wonder Woman's lips. Red, moist, plump, kissable. Not that she would cheat on Renee, of course. But if Renee was there, and Wonder Woman was into it, then maybe they could just...
She gasped, her breath shaking as she came, her body folding forward as she pressed her hand harder against herself. When she stopped trembling, Renee said, "You're kind of a lightweight, huh?"
Kate raised an eyebrow. "Hey, I walked into this den of iniquity completely unprepared."
"Sure," Renee said.
Kate pushed off the cushions and covered Renee's body with her own. Renee said, "You're blocking the TV..."
Kate settled on top of Renee. "Would you rather look at Wonder Woman?" She tugged her sweater up, exposing her own stomach.
Renee slid her free hand up and under Kate's sweater and said, "Wonder Who?" She pulled her hand out of her shorts and flipped Kate down onto the floor.
As Kate's sweater flew across the room, she decided that a few days downtime might not be all that bad.
Title: Superheroes at Rest
Self-Lover: Renee Montoya, Kate Kane, Wonder Woman
Fandom: DC Comics
Words: 700
Date: May 31
Summary: There's no crisis. Just a press conference.
It seemed like a good idea at the time. A supervillain named Krais died and left a storehouse of weapons hiding underneath Gotham. Every villain worth his secret identity went after it, only to discover that it was a sting operation. Superman, Batman and Wonder Woman came up with the plan. Within two days, every costumed villain and a few wannabes were locked up in Arkham, safe and sound.
Kate knew it was only a temporary reprieve, she knew that the majority of the criminals would either be let out on a technicality or escape within a matter of days. But until that happened, she had some free time on her hands.
And free time really sucked.
She wandered the halls of her mansion, basically irritating the maids and getting in their way. She finally headed upstairs where Renee was allegedly using Kate's state of the art workout equipment. Kate peered into the gym and saw that it was empty, and continued on to the den at the end of the hall. She could hear a female reporter speaking, and pushed the door open.
The big screen TV was at the far end of the room, facing the door. Kate saw Renee slumped on the couch, only the back of her head visible over the cushion. The reporter was doing a voice-over, speaking as the cameraman filmed a press conference in downtown Gotham. Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman were all in attendance. Kate walked across the den and stopped behind the couch, opening her mouth to say something to Renee. The words died in her throat when she looked down and saw what Renee was doing.
Renee's white T-shirt was pushed up, exposing a flat, toned stomach. One hand rested on her stomach, while the other disappeared under the waistband of her shorts. Her legs were spread, her toes pointed against the floor as she rubbed herself furiously. Kate cocked a hip, rested a fist on it, and said, "Well, well. Is this your version of working out?"
"Come on," Renee grunted, not taking her eyes from the screen. "Who wears something like that to a press conference?"
Kate grinned and looked back at the TV. The cameraman was standing to the left side of the stage, his camera trained on the group of superheroes at the podium. Superman was speaking, and Wonder Woman stood to his left. The angle, whether on purpose or happy accident, gave the audience a very good view of Wonder Woman's rear end. The boots, the bustier, the golden lasso on her hip... it all made for a very nice tableau.
Kate lowered herself onto the couch and said, "I suppose I can't blame you... damn."
"How does anyone on the Justice League get any work done?"
Kate loosened her belt and slid her hand between her legs, rubbing herself through her slacks. "You got me."
Wonder Woman stepped forward to say her piece, and the camera zoomed in. Renee grunted at the sight of Wonder Woman's cleavage on Kate's TV. "High-def?"
"Digital."
"Fuck," Renee gasped.
Kate glanced over, watching Renee, and licked her lips. When she turned back to the TV, she focused on Wonder Woman's lips. Red, moist, plump, kissable. Not that she would cheat on Renee, of course. But if Renee was there, and Wonder Woman was into it, then maybe they could just...
She gasped, her breath shaking as she came, her body folding forward as she pressed her hand harder against herself. When she stopped trembling, Renee said, "You're kind of a lightweight, huh?"
Kate raised an eyebrow. "Hey, I walked into this den of iniquity completely unprepared."
"Sure," Renee said.
Kate pushed off the cushions and covered Renee's body with her own. Renee said, "You're blocking the TV..."
Kate settled on top of Renee. "Would you rather look at Wonder Woman?" She tugged her sweater up, exposing her own stomach.
Renee slid her free hand up and under Kate's sweater and said, "Wonder Who?" She pulled her hand out of her shorts and flipped Kate down onto the floor.
As Kate's sweater flew across the room, she decided that a few days downtime might not be all that bad.