Lois Wants To Get Married

"Okay. So we'll get married." Lois said. "Do we need a priest, or a justice of the peace, or..."

Superman stared at her as though she had grown a second head.

"Lois, what are you saying? You want to marry this spawn of hell?"

Blaze gave a little leap and clapped her hands.

"Well, it's for the baby's sake as much as anything," Lois said rationally. "I will not have my child born a bastard!"

The Man of Steel stared hard at Lois, and then his gaze dropped down to her stomach. The reporter knew, though she could not feel, that his X-ray gaze must be penetrating skin and muscle, focusing on her womb.

"You are pregnant." He said, tone flat. Then: "I need a drink."

Blaze gave him a pat on the shoulder. "Go to the bar. Have one on the house."

The Last Son of Krypton stared at the demon, one fist balled up like he was going to punch her into the sun...and then he sighed, shoulders sinking in defeat. "Are you sure about this, Lois?"

The reporter nodded. "I am. I really am. Of course...I am going to need a pre-nup."

The scarlet succubus blinked. "A what?"

"A binding contract. As part of the marriage," Lois looked at the demon sternly. "No supervillainy! You have to help care for me and the baby. And absolutely no infidelity. In fact, I don't think you're going to be allowed to cum without my permission."

Now it was the dickgirl demon's turn to stare at Lois as though the reporter were suddenly giving Cerebus a run for his money on headcount.

"Why would I possibly agree to any of that?" Blaze asked.

"One: you don't want to go back to hell," Lois stuck up a finger. "Two: You don't want Superman to punch you through the moon. And three: if you don't, you will never, ever get to fuck my pussy again."

The demon sagged, but her cock stiffened at the idea of the reporter's pussy. She turned to Superman. "Is she always like this?"

The Man of Steel shrugged. "Pretty much. Feels like she spent decades trying to get me to marry her."

"I think I'll join you on that drink," Blaze shook her head, and with a shiver was suddenly once more in her human form, wearing black jeans and a black t-shirt. "Fine, Lois Lane, love of my life, heat of my loins. I'll sign anything. Meantime, I'm headed to the bar."

There was a blur of motion, and suddenly where Superman was...stood Clark Kent. "I'll join you. Tequila?"

"Yes, please..." Angelica Blaze and Clark Kent headed toward the bar to drink it. Lois Lane found her cellphone among her clothes and called Zatanna.

"Z? Hey babe, it's Lois. Yeah, I need an iron-clad magical prenup for a demon wedding. Uh-huh. Yeah. No, I haven't been drinking. Bad for the baby. Yes, baby. Look, meet me here and we'll iron out the details..."