Better fucking not

Killer Frost wore a batshit crazy smirk, her breathing ragged. “Y-youuu….you better not be.”

He pulled out of her, the sudden emptiness making her gasp. Killer Frost wanted to fall but seeing that hard dick **** her to keep herself standing. She was shaking. Her legs, her arms, her pussy—everything was changed from meeting Aaron Reigner.

He made a rotating sign with his finger. She knew what to do. She turned. Her hands found the cool metal, her legs spread wide. “L-line…” She gasped and corrected herself, the smirk returning. “Line yourself up and pound my ass.”

Her ass was surprisingly big and bouncy. She was Killer Frost, a woman that relied on her powers. Her natural shape as a woman took over. Big D-cups and a heart-shaped ass that bounced with every step. In a leotard, that jiggle was shown to the public too.

‘Killer Frost…’

He gave her left ass cheek a soft smack. Not hard, but a weak one. Yet what a sight it was.

Jiggle, jiggle, jiggle.

Her ass was not toned from training like many of the women he fucked. It reminded him of White Rabbit’s except juicier due to its smaller shape and Frost’s slender waist. Imagine combining Tanya Fox’s jiggly properties with Lady Shiva’s size and shape. That was Killer Frost’s ass for you. A completely natural, untrained ass.

“Mm. Thank you.” His hand went forward to grope that ass. He went up, then down, and give the lower half a tap. Jiggle, jiggle. Just…wow.

“I always wanted to see those beautiful ass cheeks bounce."

His cock pressed against her entrance. She groaned, her pussy already anticipating the next onslaught. "Do it, you hung bastard. Fuck me hard."

He didn't hesitate, plunging into her with a **** that made her yelp. The once steel wall was ice and cracked when he began fucking. Her palms were flat and being **** against it to hold herself. His cock filled her up completely.

“Ngghh~! Gshhhkkk~! F-fuck~!” Hold back, hold back! Don’t humiliate yourself! Stop screaming! "I CANNN'T~! THIS DICK IS TOOO GOOOD~! THIS FUUCKIIING COOCKKK~! TOO GOOD~! TOOGOODTOOGOOODDDDTOOGOOOD~!"

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

But how could she? Killer Frost was his. Every inch of her belonged to him.

Killer Frost whimpered. In two thrusts, she was already nearing the edge once more. "Yes, yes YES! YESSSSSH~!”

The edge being a glorious orgasm that made her shudder and her eyes roll back. With her palms still flat, her ass jutting and being clapped, there was nothing else to do.

“FUCK MEEE~! FUCK THE VILLAIN OUT OF MEEE~!”

Scream. Moan. Gasp. Love it.

He did, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he chased his own release. Her cunt clenched around him, her orgasms coming in rapid succession. Each one was stronger than the last, her cries growing louder as she lost herself in the pleasure.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

"AGAIIIN~!" Killer Frost sobbed, her voice breaking. "I'm coming AGAINNN!"

And those ass cheeks were jiggling! God damn!

‘Oh my god, that recoil…!’

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

Aaron's grip on her hips tightened, his pace unrelenting as he pushed her higher. He could feel his own release approaching, his balls tightening with the need to explode.

“F-fuck! Getting my…nngh! Guts rearranged wasn't apart of the plan! But goddamn does it feel good!"

“So keep going?”

He was already going. This question was for the sake of clarity and Killer Frost couldn't be any clear on the matter.

"Keep FUCKING going!"

The pace of their lovemaking intensified, Aaron's cock now a blur as it slammed into her pussy. Killer Frost's legs trembled, the effort to support herself against the doorframe becoming increasingly difficult as her body surrendered to the onslaught of pleasure.

Killer Frost whimpered when what must have been her two hundredth orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clenched around his cock, milking it, but Aaron didn't stop, his pace steady and fierce. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, each climax stronger than the last. With each orgasm, Killer Frost cursed and moaned, her muffled screams filling the room.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

“KEEEEP FUUUCKING MEEEE~!”

What was this? A hundred and twenty at this point? Aaron Reigner showed no signs of slowing down. His strokes were unstoppable and constantly godly, pushing her towards a pleasure she'd never known before.

There was a reason he and Cassandra fucked for hours. Why Lady Shiva kept coming for more despite the days they spent? The pleasure Aaron Reigner dished out did not have a limit. Everything he did was fresh. Every thrust, every passing hour, it became better. His instincts for sex, even without his powers, were the greatest on Earth.

There was a reason Vicki Vale instantly proclaimed him as greater than Bruce Wayne, the literal Batman. There was a reason Catwoman chose Aaron over Bruce. There was a reason every woman in Gotham deemed him the greatest at sex. Bruce Wayne was a playboy.

“YOU FUCKIIING GOOOODD~!”

Aaron was a god.

Killer Frost had the pride of a typical supervillain but at the end of the day, she was a woman like Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn. Put simply, susceptible to getting dicked down, loving it, and wanting to change for it.

Aaron could feel it. Her life was flashing through her eyes. All the love, all the hate, all of it was meant for this moment.

From his cock, she shattered once more, her orgasm ripping through her with brutal ****. Her scream echoed through the fortress as she came, her cunt clenching around his cock so tightly that he couldn't hold back any longer.

He smiled and shot his load deep inside her. Wave after wave of hot cum filled her womb, his release matching the intensity of her own orgasm. Aaron relaxed, shoulders coming down, his thrusts coming to a complete halt.

He just nutted. Because really, what could be better than cumming inside the coldest pussy in the world?

Killer Frost sagged against the wall. Her breath came in shallow gasps of winter. Her healing factor kicked in. The icy air thickened. It truly felt like winter in Gotham.

But Aaron?

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

“Make that ass clap!”

Once his balls were drained for that round, he went again.

Lady Shiva feared this man for a reason. Healing factor or not, no woman could survive him. No woman could beat him.

His fingers groped and loved her cold, smooth booty as he stopped for juuuust a second—

“Gaahhh~! Nngghh, your dick…” Those killer eyes of hers looked over her shoulder. “I-it’s…god…so hot…!”

“I know.”

…before resuming pounding into her from behind. He reveled in the sight of her ass clapping, the sound and vision like a rhythmic drumbeat. Her cheeks quivered and bounced. God, he loved it. The way his massive beige pipe went in and out. Every thrust was heaven.

Killer Frost moaned like a whore. Straight-up, there was no difference between this supervillain and some common slut. The air from her became icy and cloudy as if it was winter. It wasn’t. Her powers were flaring up because Aaron's cock invaded her depths. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass cheeks.

The cold emanating from her pussy only seemed to heighten Aaron's arousal. This…this was just so new! So fresh! So different! His cock pulsated eagerly inside her frigid embrace.

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

“Give it! GIVE IT~! GIVE IT TO MEEE~! COCK~! YOUR DAMN BIG COCK~!”

Aaron grunted in response, redoubling his efforts. His thrusts became even more forceful, each one driving deep into her core as he watched her mesmerizing ass bounce and jiggle before him. The sensation of her tight, icy cunt gripping his cock was intoxicating, sending waves of ecstasy coursing through his veins.

“GIVE IT TO MEEE~!”

CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!

“You motherFUUCKKKE~!”

Killer Frost's orgasms came in rapid succession, each one more intense than the last. She trembled and spasmed uncontrollably as the eternal ecstasy slammed her. From her walls to her womb to her hands. She could feel her icy powers surging within her, responding to the overwhelming sensations. Moaning and screaming and wanting more, she was going crazy.

Aaron's relentless pounding sent her spiraling into another orgasm, her icy cunt clenching tightly around his cock as she screamed out in ecstasy. Pussy walls convulsed wildly, her muscles quivering.

This was no battle. This was a one-sided rutting. This was a hero dominating a supervillain.

The way it should be.

“I LOVEEE ITTT~!! THIS COOOCCKKK~! I’M IN LOVVEEE~!”

Aaron felt her icy walls contract around him, the cold intensifying as she came. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced, her icy grip sending shivers down his spine. He continued to thrust into her, unable to hold back his own climax any longer.

“Gonna cum! You ready?”

“I’M GONNA FREEZE YOUR NUT INSIDE ME~!”

Wow. That was a new one.

The world truly was a big world. Always something new with these chicks.

He slammed into her, balls-deep, and triggered her three hundredth orgasm, Aaron couldn't hold back any longer. A torrent of cum blasted deep inside her. She tried to freeze it but…too weak. Way too weak. His cock pulsed powerfully, each spurt of hot cum meeting the cold resistance of her icy cunt. His seed was too hot, too virile to be stopped.

He didn’t impregnate her. He merely defeated her.

Killer Frost’s face was pressed to the wall. Drool was falling in the form of ice and shattering.

That was when something happened.

Shhhk!

“I'M FUCKING CUMMMIIIING~!”

Her icy powers were rising up instinctively, the area around them beginning to frost over. From her feet, face, and hands, ice took over the walls, the floor, and the ceiling. A glistening, frozen landscape that not even the Promethium steel could handle.

This steel was intended to contain Black Canary. Black Canary could shatter skulls and metal. This steel was now ice. Now weak.

Now, Black Canary could hear.

Aaron pulled out of her. The extraction was a long process. Hogging fourteen inches wasn’t an easy thing, His cock was shining with his cum, her pussy juice, and the shine of ice.

Killer Frost gasped when that final inch left. “God~!” She huffed and puffed and turned over. That healing factor of hers was overwhelmed. Her legs were shaking.

She dropped.

“God…good god…!” She was nude and down on her knees. Staring at the white wall of steel was all she could do to function.

She needed some time. Aaron Reigner stood, his supersized cock bobbing and waiting, a hand on his hip.

Almost twenty minutes passed. Aaron waited. He was a gentleman in that regard. Letting her breath, letting her think, letting her consider her options. She was down on the floor, controlling her breathing and trying not to quiver.

She failed.

Especially because she kept glancing at that cock. That huge white cock that changed everything. He rocked her world, truly.

For the first time in her life, Killer Frost didn’t want to be a villain. She wanted to get railed again. Fighting heroes and earning money…

“God, does any of that matter?”

No wonder people got married. No wonder people fell in love. Getting dicked down was amazing. Coming back to your job to fuck or get fucked…

"The Ninth Circle could never understand this."

Killer Frost shuddered. An unnatural reaction to a woman made of ice. But her mind was made up. She never, ever wanted to go to jail if it meant being with his dick.

Aaron wanted people to be good—and if that goodness came from being dicked down, then so be it. He would embrace that part of himself.

Killer Frost shifted forward, her face directly eye-level with his cock. She did not touch. She blew a kiss towards his still-hard cock, her frosty breath meeting the mixture of fluids. The pre-cum at the tip, the pussy juice, and everything else instantly turned to snow and faded into the air.

He was clean. He was big. He was perfect.

Killer Frost swallowed, stared at the mushroom head for a couple more seconds, and then looked up. “What’s your name?”

“Aaron Reigner.”