Debrief

Doctor McGee administered a heavy sedative to help keep Cheetah under, and to allow her to rest. It was the least she would do considering what they had put her through, villain or no.

“Can we count on you, Zatanna?” she asked the magician, disposing of her surgical gloves into a bin nearby. “You are one of the few people who know about Diana’s condition, so we may need to call on you again.”

The sorceress nodded, glancing at you and Wonder Woman.

“You have my number,” she said, though her enthusiasm was somewhat muted.

“I’ll need you to stay the night for observation too, Diana,” she told the Princess.

“I did not plan on leaving Minerva here unattended,” Wonder Woman replied. They looked to the newest brunette bombshell now in the Amazon’s inner circle.

“Well the Boom Tube is still down and I’ll need time to recharge before I can create another magic portal back,” she said. “Slumber party?”

McGee smiled at the joke, while clearly Wonder Woman wasn’t familiar with the term. For you it conjured up wonderful images that involved pillows and feathers and a lot of little lacy things.

“We have plenty of rooms,” the Doctor confirmed.

“I can take the cheetah to Belle Reve with me tomorrow as well,” Zatanna added. “If Diana needs to stay a couple more days.” That seemed like a suggestion.

“That would be for the best Diana,” Tina said. “I want to run tests.”

There was a sigh from the tall heroine, but she conceded without putting up much of a fight. If Zatanna was going to take care of Cheetah’s incarceration then she didn’t have a reason to refuse. The subtle glance she threw your way made you warm under your suit.

“Of course. Tests,” Wonder Woman said, trying to sound bothered. You wondered how you would need to be involved in these tests.

The day’s exertions had taken a toll. The Doctor dismissed you back to your bunk, sending a Guardian along to help get you out of the mission armor. You had hoped McGee might give you a hand but she was busy finishing her debrief with Zatanna, then with Cyborg via video call. Wonder Woman had to keep guard over Cheetah.

***

Despite the tiredness tacking your bones, it was hard to fall asleep. Which might have been just as well since there came a knock at the door.

“Come in,” you called, after clearing your throat. “It’s not locked.” Mostly because you didn’t have the working fingers to lock them. She opened the door and was now in your room.

“Hi doc,” said the stunning sorceress and you were at a loss for words, marvelling at that outfit. “I was about to go to bed,” she told you. You were honestly surprised she had the courtesy to say goodnight to you beforehand, the idea of superheroes so lofty you forgot Zatanna was really just a normal person.

“Oh okay. Um Good night. I mean thanks for your help today,” was all you could manage. You even being in her mind at all had your heart rate rising.

“Yeah so Tina wanted to see if I could do anything for you first,” she explained, which had all of your thoughts and emotions jumbled now. With you just staring blankly at her, Zatanna pointed to your bandaged hands. Ah.

“Ahh... oh can you do something about this?” you wondered now, fishing your mind out of the lewd gutters you had been soaking your thoughts in all night. She took your arms and you noticed she wasn’t wearing her silk gloves, though she did still sport her top hat. Carefully she unwravelled your bandages and as your burns were revealed she was good at not making a face.

“They’re not too bad,” she said encouragingly. “Do they still hurt?”

You tried flexing your fingers and winced at the stiffness and sharp pain that ran up your palms. She empathized with a grimace. “Well I can’t heal them instantly but I can speed up the process,” she went on, taking off her hat. She placed it on to the small study desk in your room then reached inside. From the magical voice she pulled out what looked like dried purple leaves, made you present your palms to her then crushed the leaves over your wounds. The magician whispered something and moved her fingers over you in a fluttering motion. You saw the violet flakes begin to burn a green flame, but there was no heat there. In fact it felt soothing and you saw that the discoloured skin was already starting to return to a more normal shade. Once the leaves evaporated the magic appeared to stop, but you did regain a bit more flexibility in your fingers. While the pain from stretching and bending the skin still lingered it was a vast improvement.

“Wow. Thank you Zatanna,” you said, smiling. She shrugged and dusted off her hands.

“It should be better after a couple of days now, instead of weeks,” she told you. She reached into the hat again and pulled out fresh bandages and helped you reapply them. Her touch was soft and careful, and you were so enamored in the moment that you couldn’t help but fall just a tiny bit in love with the buxom brunette beauty. You had to concentrate on not staring directly down into her deep cleavage and felt yourself sweating after she was done wrapping your hands. “Alright, time to go find a place to sleep,” she said with a smile. “It was nice to meet you despite all the… weirdness…”

“Weird is our world,” you replied with a shrug and she had to agree. Weird experiences had a unique way of bonding people, you guessed. “Despite that whole… thing… It was an honor to meet you.” There was a nod, and that felt like she was okay with you now. You had to peek at her ass in those fishnet stockings as she closed the door quietly and left.

Going to bed with all of what was on your mind wasn’t so bad.

You kepting picturing that feline femme fatale’s fine furry form… that fuzzy mound she flaunted fearlessly had you fantasising. You imagined the sorceress superhero strutting around the station in those fishnet stockings...so sultry and sexy. Tempting thoughts of Tina continued to tantalize and test your tender heart… And Wonder Woman… she had sucked your cock. It almost hadn’t sunk in yet. You had cum right into her mouth and she swallowed it down like the cum slut she was… you tried to continue dreaming about her. About them. But you fell asleep too fast.

*****

A tap on the door of your bunk woke you. It took a second for you to recognize the place you were in. To remember that you were in space. In the Watchtower. In the Justice League headquarters. The clock said it was 6am, not that the time of day really meant that much anymore.

The knock came again and this there was a voice.