Bodyguard Shift Montage!

Thankfully for the sake of all of our dignities, we didn't actually end up staying up for Superman's entire guard shift. Kara and I were both exhausted after our day, so I helped Kara to bed and got her out of her uniform. When I did, I could see that she had some more bruises in places that had been covered by her suit, and her back in particular was covered in bandages. Despite how beat up she was though, the moment we were in bed she wrapped her arms around me and pressed herself against my body.

It was a weird experience. Usually her hugs felt strong and protective, but tonight it was the opposite. Despite how passionately she was clinging to me, there was a weakness to her now that I couldn't ignore. And I had to be delicate when I put my own arm around her, because if I touched the wrong place or pressed down too hard, she'd flinch and let out a hiss of pain. Our roles were effectively reversed: now my touch was the one providing her comfort, making her feel safe and calm, and I had to treat her like glass to keep from hurting her. I feel guilty for admitting this, but it actually felt kind of... nice to be there for her like this. I finally had a small inkling of what Kara felt whenever she held me.

As I began to drift off, stroking Kara's hair gently, I couldn't help but think about what Dick told me at the fair earlier that night. Just do what you can to make her happy, and be the partner that can help her out when things get rough.

Not sure they'll get much rougher than this, I thought, At least I hope they don't.

The next morning, I woke up, got dressed, and decided to go to the kitchen and make Kara breakfast so she could relax in bed. When I enter the living room, I see Superman still standing guard. He locks eyes with me, awkwardly coughs, and says, "Good morning, Charlie. Did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah, uh..." I start, still feeling awkward about the night before.

"Listen, Flash should be here in a few minutes, and then I'll need to take off," he said, "But... thank you for, well, what you're doing for Kara. I know it isn't easy, but..."

"Don't mention it," I said, clearly seeing that Superman was as uncomfortable talking to me as I was talking to him.

Man, I hope I don't fuck up this badly with the rest of the League...

THE FLASH

"Breakfast in bed, huh? Heh, wish I could convince my girlfriend to give me that."

I glanced back at the Flash, keeping the cooking pancake in the corner of my vision, "Well usually Kara's the one who cooks, but with the state she's in..."

"Yeah yeah, I get it," Flash says, taking another long sip of his iced mocha, "Man, I wish I knew what was going down sooner. I could have showed up to help."

"Don't beat yourself up over it," I told him, "It's okay. Superman said she'll be fine in a few days."

Flash nodded, "Yeah, Kryptonians are pretty tough. It's just that Kara's my friend, and you're... well I've started to think of you as a friend too."

I looked at him in confusion, "You do? But we only just met."

"Oh, right," he said with a smirk, "Forgot I said anything, Chucky."

"It's Charlie." I took a closer look at him, "You seem... familiar. Wait, we've met before, haven't we?"

"I don't know," Flash said, going into a full cocky grin, "Have we?"

It was at this point I finally recognized him, "...You son of a bitch, Wally! How long were you planning to keep this up?"

The Flash pulled back his cowl to reveal the familiar redhead that had become a regular at Metro Burger, "As long as it took for you to make the connection. I'm in awe how you didn't recognize me the moment I said 'hi' to you. Like, I didn't even bother disguising my voice!"

"Hey, it's not like you got one of those tiny masks like Nightwing!" I countered, "For all I knew, you two just sounded alike."

"Sounds like a pretty lame excuse to me," Wally teased. Then he pointed behind me, "By the way, your pancake's burning."

"What?" I whipped my head around to see the smoking pan, "Oh shit!"

I got the pan off of the stove and scraped the ruined pancake in the trash, "Dammit..."

"Don't worry man, I've got you covered," Wally said, pulling his cowl back over his head, "Back in a flash!"

"No, that's-" I start to say, but before I'm even finished with my sentence the Flash is gone. I barely have the pan back on the stove and reheated when he returned, holding a refilled iced coffee and a box of pastries.

"Here," he says, setting down the box, "Apple fritters from Jitters. Kara loves these."

"Thanks, but, um... I was going to say I have more batter."

Wally pulls the cowl back again and looks at the bowl next to the stove, "Really? Dammit... well, there's no reason she can't have both, I guess."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," I said. I turn back to the stove and start cooking the next pancake, "By the way, that 'back in a Flash' thing is cringe-y as hell."

Wally groaned, "Yeah, I know. It was something the previous Flash thought was clever, and when I took over the mantle, I started saying it too. And now I'm so used to saying it I even do it with people who know I'm not him."

"I don't know how they would think you're the other Flash," I said, "That guy's like 60 and wears a tin hat for crying out loud. You two look nothing alike."

"Not him," Wally said, "There was another Flash. One who wore a very similar costume to mine. He was... well, my mentor. And inspiration."

"Whoa, really? Did he retire?"

Wally's expression darkened, and his eyes drifted downward, "...No."

"Oh..." I flipped the pancake in silence, then after a moment add, "I'm sorry, I..."

"It's fine," he said with a wave of the hand, "Our line of work is dangerous. This kind of thing happens. And besides, it's been a couple of years at least. I've had time to process it and stuff."

"Alright then."

I finished up the pancakes, then opened up the box of apple fritters to put one on the side of the plate. But...

"Uh, Wally? Where are the fritters?"

He wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Huh? Oh, you were taking too long, and I needed a bit of a pick-me-up, so-"

"I get it," I said, "Well, at least she's got pancakes."

"Don't worry, I got one for her," Wally said. I watched him reach to his stomach, vibrate his hand at supersonic speed, and in a split-second a fritter materialized in it.

"Did you just..."

"Yup, pulled it right out of my stomach," he said with a grin as he placed it on my plate. When he saw my horrified expression he laughed, "Nah, I'm just messing with you. I hid it in the fridge and got it out when you blinked. Now come on, let's get Kara her breakfast."

GREEN LANTERN

"So let me get this straight: you thought I was Wally?" Green Lantern asked me, brow raised.

"It's more accurate to say he thought Wally was you," Kara said. She had only recently felt well enough to get of bed without someone helping her, but at the moment she was still only really able to get around with green light crutches that Lantern made for her, which she was currently using to get herself a bottle of water.

"Well, not you you," I said, "I mean you're... well, you've got brown hair. I was thinking of the redheaded one. You know, the cocky guy with the-"

"Yeah, I know who he is," Green Lantern said, an irritated look on his face, "That makes a whole lot more sense. And now I see why Wally was so pissed about the comparison."

"That bad, huh?" I asked.

"You don't know the half of it," Green Lantern said with a sigh, "He's not even a Green Lantern anymore."

"Really?" Kara asked, "What happened?"

"He joined up with the Red Lanterns."

"Hold up: there are Red Lanterns?" I asked, "I thought it was just Green and Yellow."

"No, there's seven Lantern Corps." Green Lantern said, "Most of the others just don't have much of a reason to come to Earth."

"So like, one for every color of the rainbow?"

"Technically the light spectrum but..." he sighed, "...yes, one for every color of the rainbow."

"So like, if one person had every ring, they could be a Rainbow Lantern," I thought aloud.

"That's... that's not how that works, babe," Kara said with a frown.

"Is it more like a Captain Planet thing? All the rings combine their powers and summon Rainbow Lantern?"

"Look kid, there's no such thing as a 'Rainbow Lantern'," Green Lantern said in annoyance, "Each ring is fueled by a different emotion, and some of those emotions are diametrically opposed to one another. So there's not really a way for someone to wield all of the different rings at the same time."

"Oh... hey, could I try and see if-"

"No, you cannot try on my ring."

CYBORG

I'm not going to lie, at first Cyborg intimidated me. Sure I knew of him from his Teen Titan days, but seeing a huge half-man, half-machine in person is entirely different from seeing him on TV. But then he asked me a question I wasn't expecting: "Hey, you any good at Street Fighter?"

"Um... y-yeah?"

"Sweet!" He busted out a Playstation and before I knew it I was sitting on the floor with a controller in my hand and trying my best to hold my own against what was probably the best Chun Li player I had ever gone against.

And to be completely honest, I wasn't even doing that bad against him. Sure he clearly had an advantage over me at first, but once I shook off my initial nervousness I was actually able to give the guy a run for his money.

"Booyah!" Cyborg cheered as he caught me in the super he needed to KO me, "Man, you almost had me there!"

"Yeah, good game," I said to him with a smile, before looking over my shoulder at Kara, "You sure you don't want to play a round?"

"Nah, I'm okay watching," Kara said, before asking Cyborg, "Though Cyborg could be taking this a bit more seriously. He's here to be a bodyguard, not play video games."

"Kara, relax, I'm on it," Cyborg said, "I'm tapping every accessible camera in a five block radius and running an active scan for any suspicious activity. If anyone's coming here that shouldn't be, I'll see them before you do."

"Wait, have you been doing that the entire time we were playing?" I asked him.

"Yep," he admitted with a cocky smirk, "I'm pretty good at multitasking. Speaking of which, the pizza's here."

"Pizza?" Kara asked, "What-"

She was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"The pizza I ordered a few rounds ago," Cyborg answered, before turning to me and asking, "You mind grabbing that, Charlie? It's already paid for, but it might raise too many questions if he sees me in here. Since I'm, you know, Justice League and all."

"Yeah, no problem," I tell him, "But when I get back you are so going down!"

WONDER WOMAN

I found Kara's recovery time to be nothing short of amazing. By the time Diana had arrived, Kara was able to get up and walk around unaided. She was even able to hover for a few seconds at a time. With this stage of her recovery though came a desire to let loose her pent-up stress and arousal with a good bout of lovemaking. I was hesitant to agree at first, but then she asked whether I would prefer to fuck her while someone like Batman was on guard duty instead of Diana.

So yeah, that's how I ended up with Kara naked doggy-style on the bed while Diana watched us.

"You sure you don't want to get in on this?" Kara asked Diana, her chin resting on her folded arms as she held that cute little ass of hers up in the air, "Might be the last time for a while I feel generous enough to let you dom rather than sub."

"Yes," Diana said sternly from the foot of the bed, "It's more important that I remain vigilant and ready to fight any danger that might show up. I failed to protect you two once already, and I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I failed again. So the last thing I want to do right now is let my guard down."

"Okay, I understand," Kara said, "But you know neither of us blame you for not being there to stop Metallo, right? You have other things you need to do..."

"Not anymore," Diana states, "Until this threat is dealt with, I will spend all my time either on guard duty or helping to find out who tried to kill you and Charlie."

"Suit yourself," Kara muttered, "Okay Charlie, you ready with the lasso?"

"Yeah, uh, about that..." I say uneasily, holding the golden cord in my hand, "Are you sure this is a good idea? I know you're feeling better and all, but your back still looks pretty scratched up. I mean, not as bad as last night but..."

Kara sighed, "That's the point Charlie. My powers may be starting to return, but my back is sensitive enough from the cuts that you could still cause pain to it. This may be the only good chance we have for you to get rough with me. And I really, really want to try this with you. So will you please do it? For me?"

I look to Diana nervously, "And you're okay with letting me borrow this, even after all that stuff about 'remaining vigilant'?"

"Yes," she said bluntly, "I'll be here the whole time, so I can retrieve it from you at a moment's notice if I sense danger. And even if I don't have the lasso, I still have my sword." She placed her hand on the hilt of said sword, almost as if to reassure me that she was still armed and ready to fight.

"Okay..." I said, still feeling very nervous about what I was about to do. Raising the end of the lasso up, I asked, "Are you ready Kara?"

Kara braced herself, and shook her butt enticingly as she said, "I'm ready... s-sir."

Just as she asked me to do, I brought the cord down and struck her across the back with a loud snap.

"AAAAAAAauugh ssssshit!" Kara yelled, before trailing off into a loud whine.

Upon hearing her pained scream I stopped what I was doing, "Kara!"

She mumbled something as she caught her breath.

"Kara, do you want me to stop?" I asked her.

Kara's breath even out, then she said, almost in a whisper, "...Again... do it again..."

I hesitated, but eventually I got up the nerve to strike her with the lasso again. Kara let out another scream, and this time I could see her raised pussy twitch and start to get wet.

"Oooooohohoooooo," Kara moaned, "Ooooooh boy, that stings like hell... but it's getting me so revved up. Now I know why you like the rough stuff so much, Di."

"Yes, under the right circumstances the adrenaline rush can be... exhilarating," Diana told her with a slight shudder, "Just don't push yourself too much, especially since this is your first time-"

"Oh for Pete's sake, will you both relax already?" Kara said in exasperation, "You're acting like I could break at any moment. I'm Supergirl, remember? I can take it."

"Really now?" I said with a smirk, "Because I think you scream louder than Diana does." To make my point, I whipped her again with a loud 'crack'.

Kara bit her lip to prevent her next scream from escaping her mouth a third time, and once she had calmed down some she said, "Just hurry up and stick in me already."

"Uh uh uh," I said with a wag of my finger, "We agreed before we started: you get five lashes first, then I fuck you. We're only at three so far."

"Dammit, really?" Kara said, "Alright, I guess-"

I interrupted her with a fourth strike to her back, causing her to let out another yell. As the pain from that lash subsided, Kara started chuckling, then giggling.

"What's so funny?" I asked her.

"My X-Ray vision just came back," Kara said, "And guess what Miss Vigilance is still wearing underneath her costume?"

Diana's cheeks went red at being called out, and she stammered, "W-Well if anything, being locked up should keep me even more focused on the task at hand. I won't get... distracted, by the urge to..."

"Uh huh, sure," Kara said with a smirk, "I can see through the belt too, you know. You're really gushing down there. Like NiagraAAAAH FUUUUUCK!"

I had taken the chance to whip Kara for the fifth time, causing her teasing to be drowned out with another scream.

"She's not the only one here who's dripping wet," I say, running a finger along Kara's flushed pussy lips.

The Girl of Steel shuddered at my touch, then hissed, "Take me already, you bastard."

Not one to keep a lady waiting, I plunged into my girlfriend's pussy and began fucking her in earnest. I still wasn't entirely comfortable with causing Kara pain, especially in her current state, but given how hard she was thrusting her hips into me as we fucked, I could tell she certainly liked the experience.

AQUAMAN

"...So. Aquaman. You can talk to fish, right?"

The moment I asked him that question, Aquaman dropped his head into the palm of his hand and let out a long, tired sigh.

BATMAN

Kara and I were cuddled up on the couch watching some romantic comedy on TV. I wish I could tell you what it was about or even what it was called, but I was way too distracted by Batman's looming presence in the apartment. The Caped Crusader was standing in the corner of the kitchen area, which just by him being there seemed darker than the rest of the room, looking directly over the counter at us with his arms crossed over his chest.

"I swear to God he hasn't moved at all in the past hour," I whispered to Kara.

"For the last time babe, ignore him," Kara said, "He's just doing his job."

"Yeah, but does he have to be so... menacing about it?" I asked.

"It's kind of his thing," Kara said with a shrug. Seeing that this didn't calm my nerves, she added, "Relax, Charlie. Underneath the mask he's a big softie. Isn't that right Bats?"

Batman didn't respond verbally, only intensifying his glare at Kara.

"He won't admit it, but it's true," Kara said to me with a smirk, before asking him, "Why don't you sit down with us? Or at least come over here so you can see the TV better."

Again, no response.

"Suit yourself," Kara muttered, before telling me, "Seriously, chill out. I promise, he's not going to bite you."

I looked at Kara for a brief moment, and she gave me a peck on the lips before turning back to the movie. I glanced back at Batman and- wait a minute, where did he get that coffee mug from? I looked away for maybe a few seconds at most, he couldn't have possibly grabbed it out of a cupboard in that time, could he? For that matter, how did he make coffee for himself without either of us noticing?

Batman looked me dead in the eye and took a sip of his coffee. Then he growled, "I should be in Gotham right now."

Those were the only words Batman said to me the entire time he was there.