Supergirl

"You son of a bitch!" Supergirl, back in full uniform, steps into your room and she looks pissed. Startled, you jump out of your seat and instinctively try to back away, but in the tight quarters there isn't really anywhere to retreat to. "Did you think you were going to get away with what you did?!" Quickly you find yourself backed up against the wall, face to face with Supergirl. You were worried that she might be a little upset with recent events, but this is your worst nightmare come to life. The rage burns in her eyes and you find yourself paralyzed on the spot. You squeeze your eyes shut and prepare for heat vision to explode your head... and instead find two lips meeting your own in a quick peck. "Gotcha!" Opening your eyes, you find that the angry glare has transformed into a warm smile. The blonde heroine pulls you away from the wall and gives you a pat on the cheek. "You are too cute when you're freaked out."

"I hate you so very much right now... I'm glad you're okay, but please excuse me while I change my pants."

"Ooh do I get to watch?" Her hands slide down your back and her thumbs hook into your waistband, playfully pulling downward. She backs off before doing any damage to your state of attire though.

"I think you've seen everything there is to see in that department."

"About that... That's what I wanted to see you about...to um...say thanks. For having my back out there. I was the one who was supposed to be keeping an eye on you and you ended up having to take care of me."

"Don't worry. You did plenty of eyeing."

She gives you a push in the shoulder. "Shush! You were in more danger than you realize."

"Oh I know. When you have your mind set on something there's _no _stopping you."

"That's not what I mean. Well, sort of. You see, the whole super strength thing extends to all of me. And when having an _unbelievably _strong orgasm, things squeeze quite...forcefully..."

"I noticed."

"Given that..." she cups your crotch "yep still there. You must have the hardest cock in the world. Er.. You know what I mean."

"Um. Thank you?"

"I'm serious! The first time I used a -- You know what, never mind. What's important is I'm good, you're good, we're good...Are we good?"

"I think so." The two of you sit on the end of your bed. "I mean, I was worried that you might be mad, but aside from scaring the crap out of me, you seem ok."

"Mad? About what? About you repeatedly rejecting a certain hot, horny blonde who was throwing herself at you?"

You give her a shrug. "I just don't want you to think I was taking advantage of you."

"Well for the record," she pushes you back onto the bed, "the next time this woman puts the moves on you," she straddles you, "feel free," she leans forward, "to take advantage." Her lips meet yours and you reach around her to bring her body against yours. But as quickly as you have begun, she tears herself away. "Unfortunately, I'm under doctor's orders to not have any mind blowing orgasms while my body continues to recharge, so... we can either make tonight all about you, or wait until I'm cleared. Your call."