Lois Resists The Urge To Constantine

Lois Lane bit her lip as she dropped Constantine's hands, so he could grab his busted balls again. She wasn't sure where the sudden urge to sexually **** him had come from, but the reporter took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.__

I'm not going to **** anyone, Lois told herself...and felt, oddly, a strange disappointment in the back of her mind, but she quickly dismissed it as she dug out her smartphone and dialed Zatanna's number.

As it rang, Lois found her eyes drawn back to where Constantine lay in his fetal crouch. Her pussy tingled...something about the way he looked so helpless, how hard she knew his cock was made her cunny itch...and she took another step away from him, just for safety.

"Your mother sucks cocks in hell," Zatanna said, voice cranky and tired as she answered.

"Did I wake you?" The reporter asked.

"Yeah, got back from some Justice League business and then I had to do a show at the Palace and I was just getting some sleep—" Zatanna growled. "—and my period just started. What's up?"

So Lois explained, as well as she could, about her investigation into the missing women, the shrine in the basement, the idol, and how she had kicked John Constantine in the balls. Zatanna had laughed quite a bit at that, and asked Lois to describe it again. The sorceress' laughter rang out over the alley.

"Okay. Can you put John on? We need to talk shop."

Lois looked down at Constantine, who had rolled into a sitting position. He raised one hand, and the reporter carefully handed her phone to him, careful not to touch his fingertips. For some reason, the heat in her body hadn't gone down...in fact, she felt like she was running a fever, and her pussy felt virtually swamped. It was all she could do not to touch herself right here and now.

Constantine took the phone and spoke quietly into it. Lois tried to keep her distance, not sure what was happening with her or with her investigation...

After a moment, Constantine frowned, and his voice picked up. "You're sure, love? I mean there has to be another way...alright, alright. I'll tell her."

The wounded magician staggered to his feet and handed Lois back her phone.

"Zatanna needs to do some research. We've worked out something to help you in the meantime, but you're not going to like it..."