End: Blaze Is Her Partner

Lois Lane settled her hips on Blaze's crotch, grinding her pussy around in slow circles, keeping the cock inside of inside of her instead of thrusting. Angelica, for her part, seemed content with the change of pace. The dickgirl's hand curled around from the reporter's ass to just above her pussy, the thumb rubbing against the pregnant woman's clit...

Pregnant. That was something Lois had to think about. She stared down at the dickgirl gyrating beneath her, this former demon that Lois had...what? Adopted? Taken in? The reporter knew that a lot had happened tonight. Life-changing events, for both her and Blaze. Lois knew too that at some point she would have to face the consequences of those actions.

Maybe starting now.

Superman was the problem. Lois had always had the idea that one day they'd make it work. Get together. A real relationship. Maybe even the old dream of a white wedding, a house, kids...

Not likely to happen now, the reporter admitted to herself. If Blaze is right, I'm already pregnant...and the baby has all of her power. Can't exactly pretend it's Superman's baby, even if I was the type of person that would go in for that kind of deceit.

So that was...a dream deferred? No, a dream discarded. Lois know she couldn't afford to chase after the Man of Steel. Not anymore, not with a baby on the way. She needed to focus on what was right in front of her.

Which, at the moment, was the very human dickgirl Angelica Blaze. Lois pinched Blaze's nipples with her thumbs and forefingers and gently lifted the small breasts, watching them jiggle as Blaze gasped. The thumb on the reporter's clit pressed harder.

I don't want a ****, Lois thought. And I need more than a roommate. I need...a partner. Somebody I can help with their needs, and they can help with mine.

"Angie..." Lois began. "I know I was taking before about needing more than a dick. But I'm not looking for a sexy little housemaid either. If I am pregnant...then we need to do this right."

Blaze looked at the reporter quizzically. "What do you mean?"

"I mean...I need a partner. And I think you need one too. We need each other."

The dickgirl gave a crooked smile. "I think I might need you a bit more than you need me?"

"I don't see it that way. You shouldn't either. If this is going to work...if we're going to be partners, parents, together...I need us to be honest with each other. I need you to be invested in us."

The former demon paused. Lois Lane stared into those dark eyes, and wondered what was going through that strange mind. She had only been human a little while. Did she even understand the kind of reciprocity that Lois was talking about? Was she capable of that kind of emotional investment? The reporter realized she was betting a lot on Angelica being...human.

"Okay," Blaze said. "I can't...I might fuck up."

"I'm not asking for perfection," Lois said, a little relieved.

"Okay. There's one other thing?"

"What's that?"

"I just came inside of you."

Lois stared down at where their crotches were connected. Now that she thought of it, she did feel pretty wet down there.

"But, um, I know you haven't cum yet. I could eat you out?"

Lois Lane smiled. As a young woman, she had hoped for big romantic moments, torrid emotions. But that wasn't very realistic, was it? Relationships were about the little things, quid pro quo. She still wasn't sure what exactly lay ahead for the two of them...but as the Daily Planet's greatest reporter lifted her dripping crotch off of the softening cock, and crawled forward to sit on Angelica Blaze's face...she felt a flutter of hope for the future.

Her night out may not have gone anyway that either Lois or Blaze had hoped, but their future was yet unwritten. It could be whatever they made it out to be...and they would do it together.