End: Tying The Knot

The night grew old. Cops were called, the missing women were rescued, Captain Marvel appeared to take Blaze into custody, Wonder Woman found something to wear, Lois filed her story. The reporter and the Amazon ended up, near morning, back at her apartment. Too wired to sleep, too tired to do anything.

Waiting for Diana to emerge from the shower, Lois Lane thought of the bottle of vodka sitting in the middle of the table, but decided against it. If she was pregnant, it wouldn't be good for the baby.

The baby, she rested a hand on her stomach. Is it really possible? For two women to have a baby? It just seems so unreal. I guess I won't know for a few weeks, but still...

Idly, Lois picked up the golden lasso. Twisted it about her hand, feeling the cool strands of the pliable metal against her skin. Soft as silk, harder than steel. The Lasso of Truth.

I wonder, Lois thought. If I asked right now, how I felt about Diana...is it really love, or just lust?

The lasso glimmered, slightly.

Diana emerged from the shower. Fresh, clean, naked. Lois smiled at her clearly defined muscles, the prominent breasts, the pubic hair newly trimmed off. There were men and women that would kill for such a sight. The reporter was certainly getting fond of it.

She sauntered over to the table with an easy smile, hips rolling.

"That's not the way to do it," the Amazon said, with her Greek accent showing. "Here, let me show you."

The naked Amazon sat at the table and un-threaded the lasso from Lois Lane's fingers. Then she took her left hand and clasped it to the other woman's. The golden lasso went down, over, around, and then tied in a kind of loose knot.

"Lois Lane. Heart of my heart. Do you love me?" Diana stared straight into the reporter's eyes. The lasso glowed with a golden light, as though a single filament at the center of it burned brightly.

The reporter thought that it would be painful, somehow. That the truth would be dragged out of her. But it wasn't like that at all, really. A weight seemed to lift from her heart. Fears and uncertainties evaporated. Lois knew what she wanted to say, and when the words came out, she spoke the truth gladly.

"I do."

Diana grinned. "Then, wife, I think we should go to bed."

"Yes," Lois said, and then added shyly. "I still haven't tasted your pussy."

"There is a nectar that the gods themselves have not tasted," the Amazon princess said, rising and lifting the naked reporter effortlessly in her arms. "And it is all for you."

The future stretched out in front of them. Formal weddings, pregnancy, moving in together. Her job and Diana's. Relationships are more than just sex and love, and not all of them work out. Lois knew that. But for right now, bound together with this mountain of a woman, if Lois Lane could be honest with herself...she was happy.

While this may be the end of the night, it is only the beginning of their story.