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I applauded along with the rest of the packed theater as Zatanna bowed, her short cloak riding up and showing off the back of her fishnet stockings and tight, body hugging corset to the backstage area I was in. Sweeping her top hat off during a second bow, she turned towards me as the curtain closed, her cleavage heaving within the diamond cutout on her chest with excitement and adrenalin from the show. She breezed past me without a second glance, the faint scent of strawberries filling the air between us as she flipped her sweat slicked hair behind her. I ignored her just as studiously, instead watching the Master of Ceremonies talk to the crowd, wishing them the usual thank you and good nights. I couldn’t help but smile as I heard Zatanna’s six inch heels suddenly stop clicking on the hardwood floor, and knew that I’d been noticed after all.

“Excuse me. Do I know you from somewhere?” Turning to face the melodious voice’s owner, I felt the smile grow just a little wider.

“I don’t believe so Ms. Zatara, I think I’d remember meeting a famous superhero-slash-magician such as yourself.”

Her ice-blue eyes sweep up and down my six foot five frame, taking in my short spiked brown hair, blue-gray eyes and muscles that were clearly defined even underneath my blue jeans, grey t-shirt and leather jacket. That world famous Mona Lisa like smile teases at her lips even as her tongue sticks out minutely, moistening her top lip, even though I could still see a slight confusion and defensiveness in her eyes. “I could swear I know you from somewhere though Mr....”

I take her small, delicate hand in my larger one, bringing it gently to my lips and air kissing it. “I’m William Jordan Ms. Zatara. And I’d just like to say that I think it’s wonderful how you’re putting on some free shows for the orphanages in the area.”

Blushing, Zatanna pulled her hand away from me, although she did clasp it beneath her other palm, as though to trap the warmth of my breath. “Please, call me Zatanna, or even Zee if you get tired of the full thing. Are you any relation to the pilot Hal Jordan?”

“Not that I’m aware of, no.”

Smiling that enticing half smile once more, she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she looked past me, watching the crowd begin to mill out the back doors. “Just thought I’d ask. Anyways, I enjoy giving these benefit shows, I remember what it was like when my father was running all over the world and I was left with my nanny for months at a time. I can barely imagine what it must be like for them to know their parent’s are never coming back for one reason or another.” Turning her back on me, she flipped her hair once more as she glanced over her shoulder, those piercing eyes of her seeming to take my measure. “Want to walk me to the lobby? I’ve got some autographs to give and parlor tricks to do.”

“How could I pass up a walk through a backstage area with a beautiful woman?”

Laughing, Zatanna asked me how I’d managed to get backstage passes and what I was doing in San Francisco.

“Oh, I’m just a supplier of antiques and the such. Occasionally I manage to...procure some more obscure items to auction to other merchants, like Cassandra Craft. One of my other contacts in the area got me the ticket.”

“You know Cassandra?” Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the last trace of her defensiveness disappear at the mention of her friend.

“Yeah, I just sold her an old magical cabinet. The thing’s in such horrible shape though I almost felt bad about her bidding $20,000.”

Giggling, Zatanna leaned against me, fingers wrapped around my forearm as I did my best to not be obvious about noticing her hard nipples pressing into my bicep.

“Cassandra always has had a tendency to overpay for things, so I wouldn’t feel too bad if I were you.”

Smiling down at her, I gently withdrew my arm from her encircling fingers as we drew close to the balcony of the atrium, the noise of children having fun reaching our ears, the laughter and shouts bringing a full smile to Zatanna’s gorgeous features. Pausing before the doorway, she looked into my face, her beauty taking my breath away for a moment.

“I think this is going to take me a while...look, I don’t normally do this, but would you want to...I don’t know, go out for a late dinner tonight? If you don’t want to, I’d understand...”

Smiling back at her, I ran a finger gently along the graceful curve of her cheek. “I’d love to have dinner with you Zatanna. How about we meet at eleven at the restaurant of your choice?”

Glancing over her shoulder at the noise of the crowd before looking at me again, she flashed that mysterious half smile again. “Eleven sounds good, but how about you meet me at my apartment? That way we can find out what’s still open before hand.”

Without waiting for a reply, she turned gracefully on her high heels and strode out the door, hips swaying seductively and leaving me smiling in anticipation.

Passing through the lobby of Zatanna’s building at 10:55, I felt the unfamiliar tingle of anticipation and trepidation deep in my gut, even knowing everything I had going for me. In the elevator heading up, it was all I could do to keep from drumming my fingers on the wall, although the continuous shifting of my feet did earn an irritated look from some old lady sharing the ride with me. Finally I was right outside her door, knocking on it before I even knew what my hand was doing. From inside I heard some garbled words followed by the door unlocking and then “Come on in, the doors open!”

The door opened right into the main room of her loft, with the kitchen over by a window overlooking the city while a couch, chair, coffee table and TV occupied the rest of the room. The only source of illumination was a glowing crystal ball on the table, and I could just barely make out pictures of her father and JLA teammates on the walls and coffee table. However, my attention was quickly grabbed by the lone six-inch spike high heel laying in the short hall leading to the bedroom, and just beyond that it’s mate.

“Zatanna?” No answer. “Zee? Where are you?”

“In here!”

Following the sound of her voice into the bedroom, I felt myself start to blush and grow hard at the sight of her spiked heels, cloak, fishnet stockings, body stocking and finally a rather nice black lace thong making a path to the bathroom door, from which a good amount of steam was coming. Stepping into the bathroom I felt my jaw literally drop open at the sight of Zatanna laying in the large hot-tub style bath, a layer of bubbles hiding everything except her knees, dark pink nipples, breasts and head. Her infectious giggle managed to finally pierce through my fog enough that I was able to snap my jaw shut and meet Zatanna’s eyes for the first time.

“Surprised?”

“Let’s put it this way. I’m a horny little devil and I still don’t know how to handle this right now...”

Laughing outright, Zatanna splashed a huge amount of water towards me, completely soaking my jeans and shirt. “Well, you could start by getting out of those wet clothes. Or, I could help with that...SEHTOLC FFO!”

With a flash of light and puff of smoke, I found myself standing butt naked, wincing as my erection slapped against my stomach with the sudden disappearance of my restraining clothes. Raising my eyebrow at Zatanna’s slack jaw reaction I merely stood there, hands on my hips until she managed to find her voice again.

“That’s...that’s pretty big...”

Glancing down at my thirteen inch length and considerable circumference and then back at Zatanna, it was all I could do to keep a straight face. “Pretty big, huh? You’ve seen bigger then? Maybe fooling around with Superman in your spare time?”

Blushing, Zatanna sank a little lower in the tub, not quite meeting my gaze. “No...I mean...that’s the biggest I’ve ever seen...”

As I took a step forward, Zatanna met my eyes again as a wicked look crossed my face. “Well Zee...you freed the genie, what wishes do you want?”

Sliding back up and leaning forward, some of Zatanna’s confidence returned to her face as she met my hungry gaze with her own. “First, I want you in here with me. Grinning, I walked up the two steps and into the tub, relishing the warmth of the water swirling around my legs from the jets.

“And now what?”

Reaching forward, Zatanna gently gripped my cock, sliding her moist hand up and down it’s length, her tongue teasing it’s tip. It was pretty clear to me what her second wish was for. As her lips teased at my cock, laying light kisses down it’s length, I ran my fingers through her wet hair, moaning as I felt her cup my balls and begin lightly massaging them, the expert feel of just that almost enough to make me lose my load.

It only got worse when I felt her cupped hands splash clean water over my shaft, watching her wash all the soap off before meeting my eyes and opening that perfect mouth of hers into an O and then sliding it down my hard length. My eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my head when I felt her lips stop just short of the base, and then her tongue snaked out to slide the rest of the way down and caressing the top of my balls while her hands continued to stroke the underside. Groaning, I felt my cock spasm in her mouth causing her to gag slightly even as she managed to swirl her tongue around the base.

I groaned again, only in disappointment this time as Zatanna let go of me completely, instead merely giving me that damn irresistible smile of hers.

“Don’t you go thinking that was my second wish. My real second wish is for you to cum in my mouth, and all over my face and tits to let me show you just how dirty I can get...”

And without even waiting for my response, she scooted forward and pressed her breasts around my cock, then slid her mouth just onto the shaft, tongue gently running up and down the length, swirling around and putting my mind in...heaven, as much as I didn’t want to use the term. Throwing my head back I tasted blood as I bit into my lower lip, desperately trying not to cum that quickly. I could tell it was a losing battle though as I felt her tongue and lips expertly move over the tip, swirling and teasing as her warm breasts seemed to throb with her very heartbeat and lust around my shaft. As her mouth slowly sank lower on my shaft, I tangled my fingers in her soft tangle of hair, weakly and futilely trying to keep her from taking me to the edge.

With a shout that ran off the tiled walls, I came in Zatanna’s mouth, almost passing out at the feel of her expertly milking my cock and swallowing my seed, her fingers just lightly teasing the shaft as I pumped seemingly endless streams into her willing throat. Then, with a loud pop she pulled her mouth off my cock, my cum continuing to shoot out, coating her beautiful features and dripping off her chin into the deep valley between her gorgeous breasts. She only had one eye open, the other covered in cum, thick rivulets of it running through her dark, matted hair. I think my hard on barely deflated as I stared at the sight before me, Zatanna slowly licking the cum from her lips and then pooling it in her palms to suck down. In all honesty, it looked like at least three guys had give her a facial. With a sly look, Zatanna met my astonished and still hungry gaze, that damn alluring smile still on her lips as though she was in total control as she leaned against the edge of the tub, Jacuzzi jets bubbling against her back and obviously between her legs from the way she was squirming. With a quick incantation, my cum disappeared from her body, leaving her features clear and both eyes wide open as she looked at me.

“You know, it’s not polite to leave a woman all riled up...”

Grinning, I grabbed the edge of the tub on either side of her head, leaning in and kneeling to kiss her and meeting her eager tongue with my own. Moaning, I lost track of time as I kissed her, hands rolling and pinching her diamond hard nipples as she moaned into my mouth. Finally, I broke the desperate kisses off, instead trailing my lips across her earlobe and down her neck, stopping to kiss and nibble at sensitive spots along the way, her pants and moans of need filling the air even as I felt her hips grinding upwards against mine.

Dropping my head lower, I took her right nipple into my mouth, rolling my tongue over it and barely nipping at it, my left hand fingering her other nipple, pinching and kneading it between my fingertips. My other hand slid around her side, gently stroking along her spine and causing her to shiver with pleasure against me before I cupped the base of her butt cheeks in my hand. Lazily, I traced the gentle contours of it as I switched my nipple teasing to the other one, Zatanna’s lips warm against the top of my head as she moaned my name and various unintelligible requests and comments into my hair. Slowly, I slid my other hand down her back, again causing her to shiver, before running both hands down the back of her thighs to her knees. Lifting, I spread her legs wide, baring her neatly shaved womanhood before my face as she leaned back against the tub, hands on the edge for balance as her legs wrapped around my neck.

Leaning forward, my tongue darted out to taste Zatanna’s love juice, a moan escaping my lips as I felt the warm nectar slide down my throat. More eagerly than ever, my tongue danced along her slit, teasing forth that delicious liquid as I brushed against her clit again and again, her moans of pleasure and need filling the air as she threw her head back. Hooking my elbows under her knees, I spread her nether lips with my fingers, allowing my tongue to slide further in, contorting and manipulating it until I brushed her G-Spot. I knew I hit it because Zatanna’s body went completely tense, her legs locking around my neck, and only small panting sounds managed to force their way through her lips. I froze, waiting patiently for her breathing to start up again, then resumed teasing her womanhood and clit in particular with feather light brushes from my fingertips. I rolled my eyes upwards when I felt Zatanna’s long fingers running through my hair and was barely able to see her free hand alternating between fondling her breasts and rubbing across her stomach. Grinning, I buried my face more fully in her snatch, tongue enthusiastically licking up everything she had to offer before I slammed it home, hitting her g-spot at least three times in quick succession.

Zatanna went tense again, legs locked around my neck and shoulders as she seemed to even stop breathing, her only movement being a slight but steady quiver throughout her body. In almost total silence she suddenly came, her love juices literally squirting out of her and splashing my face, completely soaking it as I tried to lap up at least some of the deluge that was cascading down her slightly lower legs. Finally the flood of girl honey slowed and stopped, the only sounds in the bathroom that of Zatanna’s suddenly ragged breathing and water splashing over my face, my fingers still gently working over her sensitive outer lips.

“Oh...oh my god...”

I almost scowled at the phrase but instead decided to focus on Zatanna’s reaction, my face breaking into a grin as I moved onto the Jacuzzi’s seat and pulled Zatanna down into my lap, arms encircled around her breasts as she pressed her back into my chest and took my right hand in hers, sucking her own juices off my fingers. The hand not holding mine slipped under the still warm water and stroked against my now achingly hard cock which was pressed tantalizingly against the front of her pussy and stomach.

“Just...just give me a minute, then we’ll take care of your eager soldier again...”

In response, I nuzzled my face against hers, gently kissing and nibbling at her lower ear and grinning at the low moan it brought forth from her. After several long minutes of me exploring every inch of her body, Zatanna stood up, water beading and dripping from her body as I watched her towel off. When she was finished she wrapped the towel around her just below her breasts, eyebrow quirked as she watched me expectantly. Grinning, I stepped out of the bath, my hard on leading the way as I stepped in close to her and reached behind her back for the spare towel and proceeded to dry myself off. Then, I grabbed Zatanna around the waist and threw her over my shoulder, laughing along with her giggles as I carried her into the bedroom and threw her onto the massive bed, even larger than a king size.

“Get on all fours, turn around, and back up to the edge of the bed Zee.”

With a sly, eager look, Zatanna did as I told her, her womanhood spreading open slightly from the position of her legs. Grabbing her thighs and digging my thumbs into her soft ass cheeks, I spread her legs a bit further as I pulled her closer, lining my manhood up with her still wet pussy lips. With a grunt, I jerked my hips forward and slid into Zatanna, impaling her completely on my cock in one smooth move, a sharp cry from her a perfect counterpoint to my own low noise.

The sound of my hips slamming against Zatanna’s hid my mumbling as I watched her fling her head back, still wet hair clinging to her face and hiding her expression as her breasts swung heavily underneath her, one hand reaching up to pinch and tease at a nipple as I distantly heard her shout my name. I merely continued to hammer into her, barely noticing when her arms apparently gave out and she sank to the bed, sucking hard on one set of fingers while the other continued fondling her tits, now pressed deep into the mattress. All I was focused on was the throbbing in my balls, and the words I was rapidly whispering under my breath. With a final thrust, I buried myself completely inside of Zatanna’s tight pussy, feeling it grip and milk my cock as I came, her own orgasm coming a split second later as I threw my head back and squeezed my eyes shut in pleasure, the only sound echoing in my ears being that of Zatanna’s high pitched moan of pleasure.

We stayed locked together for several minutes, neither one of us moving, my nerves feeling like every single one had been hit with a burst of electricity. Finally, I managed to pull out of her all too tight and inviting womanhood, dazedly collapsing onto the bed with my head on the pillow, then pulling Zatanna’s still quivering form against mine. Her voice was low and breathy as she tried to regain her composure, her words almost sounding like she was in shock.

“My...my...fuck. That was...”

“You’re the most incredible mortal woman I’ve ever been with Zee...” I managed a tired smile when she moved her head slightly to look at me, sweat glistening on her skin, features still glowing with post orgasmic arousal.

“What, you’ve slept with goddess’s before?” With a small grin, I shook my head no. “... but you are AMAZINGLY talented...no guy’s ever gotten me off twice within ten minutes before...”

She nuzzled closer to me, fingers warm above my heart as I felt her breathing slow and ease downwards into sleep, one leg thrown possessively over both of mine. For a long time I just laid there, listening to her soft breaths as I stared at the ceiling, before finally falling into a more troubled sleep.

I awoke to warm sunshine across my bare body, and slightly off key singing coming from the bathroom. Groggily, I raised my head and felt a grin spreading across my face as Zatanna came stepped into the bedroom dressed in my white dress shirt and blue boxers from the night before, an old pair of knee high argyle socks that weren’t mine completing the sexy vision before me.

“So. That’s where my clothes disappeared to...”

“Oh! You’re up. Yeah, I just apparated them into the bedroom last night.”

Smiling, Zatanna jumped onto the bed next to me, her fingers running through my chest hair as I continued to grin lazily at her, sleep finally beginning to clear from my mind as my stomach grumbled loudly.

“So...um...do you want to get breakfast or something since we missed dinner?”

Continuing to smile widely, Zatanna bent down and gave me a quick kiss on the lips, giggling when I tried to pursue it and she pulled away.

“Sure. How about the IHOP?”

“IHOP? I can afford to take you to any fancy restaurant in the city, or your powers allow you to have food appear from any country, and you want to go to the International House Of Pancakes?”

Pouting, Zatanna leaned even further away from my questing lips. “Oh, so you’re one of those guys who gives a girl the fuck of their life, and then doesn’t take them to breakfast where they want?”

Laughing, I grabbed Zatanna around her slender waist and yanked her to me, smothering her resulting protests with my lips. Finally, we both came up for air, giggling and laughing like children. “Zee, we can go to breakfast wherever you want. Just...um...what am I supposed to wear?”

Two hours later, Zatanna and I were walking back to her apartment, arms linked as we enjoyed the warm fall weather. I couldn’t help but have a silly little grin on my face with the number of lustful looks Zatanna was getting over her tight midriff t-shirt and short black leather skirt, and the number of dirty looks I was being shot just for being with such a gorgeous woman. I was just dressed casually again in blue jeans and a green t-shirt that Zatanna had apparated from my apartment after I showered.

“...and then Constantine actually FORGOT he had the demon mouth on his hand while he was spying on me in the shower!”

Laughing, I pulled Zatanna to a stop just before the lobby doors, enfolding her in my arms and kissing her deeply. Her fingers pressed into the back of my head, holding me close as I felt her tongue slide into my mouth, a long, low moan of obvious desire passing from her to me. My hands slid down her sides, tracing the patch of bare skin between her shirt and skirt and briefly fingering the straps of the red thong she was wearing before sliding around to rest on her soft but tight ass cheeks. Finally, Zatanna broke the intimate kiss, her blue eyes sparkling in a way that I’d never seen before.

“You are just an incredible man, you know that? I’ve never met someone who made me want to spend an entire day with them, and yet wasn’t scared off by the things I encounter on a regular basis. And even though I’ve only known you a single night, I feel like it’s been so much longer.”

“Well...let’s just say that I’m a unique guy, and leave it at that, shall we Zee?”

“Most definitely. Now, do you want to wait in the lobby or come up to my room while I grab some stuff for the day?”

“Are we going to wind up having hot, kinky sex in your room that’ll keep us from doing anything else today?”

Laughing, Zatanna slapped my arm and turned away, her ass bouncing invitingly as she headed for the building doors. “I promise we won’t have kinky sex in my room if it’s that much of an imposition Will.”

As I followed Zatanna across the lobby, I felt the easy grin slip from my face, replaced by a more worried expression. What I was supposed to do was simple in theory, and as far as I was concerned was the best thing for everyone. But now...my human feelings had gone and complicated the whole damn situation. I felt my worries slide away though when Zatanna stepped into the elevator, turning back and flashing that amazing grin at me. Whatever complications arose, I’d handle them later, I promised myself. All I wanted right now was a simple, fun filled day with the beautiful woman before me.

Inside the elevator I leaned against the back wall, my arms draped against the handrail as I watched Zatanna bounce up and down in her high heels, reveling in the eager energy she was displaying. More than likely she was going to try something in her room, but at the moment I was half looking forward to it, although I did want to see San Francisco some with her.

“Sdnah emoceb dnuob, rotavele pots ylefas!”

As the elevator jerked to a stop, I glanced down and saw that some type of crackling energy was encircling my wrists, looping around the handrail and trapping me where I was. Looking back up, I saw a hungry, predatory look on Zatanna’s face as she slinked up to me, one hand running gingerly down my cheek.

“I just have a few questions for you before we go any further Will...”

Swallowing a nervous lump in my throat, I tried to summon up all my courage as I gave a small nod. In that moment, I remembered completely and perfectly that Zatanna was one of the most powerful magicians on the planet, and that she could due horrible things to me that most people couldn’t even contemplate without passing out.

“Am I just a fuck toy that you’re going to throwaway and never think about when you leave San Francisco on your next globe trotting treasure hunt?”

A small wave of relief crashed over me at the question. “No. No, most definitely not Zee. Like I said last night, you’re the most incredible woman I’ve ever met. I’m really starting to feel a connection with you, in every respect...”

Smiling more gently now, Zatanna took my face in her hands and kissed me long and deep, the taste of blueberries from her pancakes filling my mouth. Her body pressed fully against mine, and I was painfully aware of how certain parts were starting to respond to the warmth of her against me. Slowly, she withdrew from the kiss, her eyes lit with a mischievous sparkle that I was quickly coming to both rejoice in and fear at the same time, mainly since it meant we wouldn’t be getting anything else done.

“Second question: How turned on are you right now? Stnap emoc enodnu!”

As my belt, button and zipper came undone and my pants fell to the floor, Zatanna dropped to her knees and massaged my suddenly raging erection through my boxers. I could only stare in wonder as she yanked those down too, her hands expertly running along my shaft like they had the night before. Only now, there was none of the hesitancy that I’d sensed last night, instead there was nothing but eagerness and desire.

“I thought we weren’t going to have kinky sex in your apartment?”

“This isn’t my apartment.” She said with a smile as she continued toying with my cock.

With a long exhale, Zatanna slid my cock into her mouth, the suction from it by far the second most incredible feeling I’d ever had around it, the first being Zatanna’s pussy the night before. With wanton abandon, Zatanna almost literally threw her head up and down my shaft, massaging my balls with her hands as her tongue swirled and teased around my cock as she deep throated me. I closed my eyes to the erotic sight of her dark hair bobbing on my manhood, trying hard not to just let loose and fill her beautiful mouth with my warm seed.

After only a minute or two of the amazing blowjob, Zatanna pulled her lips off my cock and pushed herself backwards, a trail of precum briefly connecting her lips to me as she left a lovely and erotic lipstick mark on my cock head. With a needy look in her eyes, Zatanna reached under her skirt and toyed with herself for a moment, her eyes glazing over then closing before opening and meeting my gaze again, my own lustful look reflected in her baby blues as she slid her panties to the floor. Stepping up to me, she threw one leg around my waist and in an amazing display of fitness and strength pulled herself up with just that leg before swinging the other around my hips. Bracing herself against me, her breathy words burned in my ears, my face flushing red with embarrassment.

“I don’t know why I want it so much, but I NEED you to cum inside me, right now lover...”

One hand wrapped around my neck, her other one firmly took hold of my cock and slid it into her, that amazing warmth enveloping me again as I exhaled loudly, instinctively thrusting upwards as much as I could. At the same time, Zatanna slid downwards, both of us moaning in pleasure at the way we fit together, my size clearly filling her to the stretching point. My cock twitched inside of her, threatening to cum as she adjusted herself, bracing her arms against my shoulders and slowly starting to pull herself up and down. My cock nearly left her slit as she rose up, kissing me each time as she did. Just before I would have slipped free though, she always slid back down, gasping with pleasure as she was stretched once more, my cock actually hitting her cervix by the feel of it.

Up and down in a steady rhythm Zatanna moved, caressing my solid chest under my shirt with her tongue and lips, teasing my neck with her gentle kisses as she rode my captive body, my need to cum inside of her delayed only by the double fucking we’d had the night before. Zatanna’s own need to orgasm was becoming apparent though as she began impaling herself on me faster and harder with each stroke, her breaths changing from small gasps of pleasure to hungry, urgent moans of need. My body ached with frustration, wanting to grab her wildly flinging hair and run my hands through it, feel her heated, flush skin beneath my fingertips. Instead, I was forced to wait, feeling my explosive climax inch closer and closer as Zatanna rode me like an animal, her moans once again becoming screams of pleasure.

Finally, with a loud, animalistic grunt on my part and a high pitched cry of pleasure on Zatanna’s as she slid downwards one final time, we came simultaneously. Our bodies shivered in unison as I felt my frothy seed jettison into her, even as her warm juices squirted onto my hips, then trickled slowly down my shaft. Shuddering silently, Zatanna buried her face in my neck, her sucking breaths causing the stubble there to stand on end. For several long moments we stayed there, my hips and slowly softening cock supporting Zatanna’s full weight as she huddled against me, gently running her fingers down the back of my shirt. At last though, she gently slid off of me, staggering slightly on her heels as she regained her balance and turned her back to me.

“Stniartser eb enog, rotavele tratser.”

As my hands were freed from their magical shackles, I pulled my pants back on and stepped forward, wrapping my arms protectively around Zatanna.

“I meant what I said you know. I really do feel a connection to you, and I’m not just going to skip town on you...”

Smiling softly but sadly, Zatanna leaned back into me, running her fingers along my hand. “I believe you. I just...I’m a bit scared, you know? I’ve lost so many important people in my life...both by the actions of others and my own. And I’m not usually such a nympho, but there’s just something irresistible about you. I just don’t want YOU to think this is only about sex...”

Kissing the side of her neck as the elevator doors opened onto the 14th floor and we stepped off I murmured “Don’t worry Zee. I’m planning on sticking around...”

Two weeks later I stood on Zatanna’s balcony after getting back from dinner, staring out past Titans Tower in the bay. The cool breeze had a calming effect on me, my heart finally slowing from the nervous pace that it had been setting all night. Enough time had passed that the preparations I’d made should have taken effect, and time was running out in any case. Within a few short weeks the events I hoped to avert would come to pass and everything would be for naught. I had a single shot at changing things for the better, and I couldn’t afford to let my emotions get in the way.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Turning, I saw that Zatanna had changed out of the slinky red cocktail dress that she’d worn to dinner and was instead dressed in a black leather corset with straps crisscrossing both the front and back, although the front were merely decorative, her already enticing breasts pushed closer and higher up. There was a few inches of bare flesh between the corset and the near micro-thong that she was wearing, with the sexy black pantyhose she wore were connected to the corset by leather straps. After a moment, I noticed that she was also wearing fingerless fishnet gloves that came just above her elbows, and the bowtie collar she usually wore on stage. Topping off this incredibly sexy vision was her six inch spike high heels, which made her almost equal to my height. For a long moment I could only stare at the beauty before me, my mind completely blank before I recovered.

“Nothing much. Just contemplating how things can change so quickly.”

“Well...do you want to see how quickly I can change your pensive thoughts?”

Giving her a small smile, I allowed her to lead me into the bedroom where she sat on the edge of the bed and left me standing.

“So Will...what do you want to do to me tonight?”

Somehow, I managed to keep the nervousness I felt out of my voice. “How about we restrain you tonight?”

With a smile and nod, Zatanna lay back on the bed before she uttered the incantation. “ Ydob revoh dna stniartser raeppa ot dnbi em, ym ydob elbavom ylno yb mailliW!”

With a crackle of mystic power, the energy restraints appeared around each of Zatanna’s wrists and ankles, immobilizing her unless I physically moved her, even as her body floated an inch and a half off the bed. Quickly stripping, I leaned down and kissed her lips, slowly working my way down her neck to the enhanced curve of her breasts, one hand gently massaging the stretch of bare skin between her corset and thong, the other slowly starting to undo the laces in the back of the corset. Even as Zatanna moaned and tried to thrust her body upwards against my hand, I continued to fondle her almost mechanically, my thoughts as good as a thousand miles away.

Slowly Zatanna’s nipples came into view, pink, hard and just begging for my touch as I pulled the corset free of her breasts. Dutifully I ran my tongue along them, taking no pleasure in the act as I contemplated the next step I had to take. I moved my hands onto either side of Zatanna’s hips, pulling her thong down and past the magical restraints, shearing the material in two in the process. Then, I moved my hands back up and quickly finished unlacing the corset, peeling it off her body and leaving her clad only in the stockings and fishnet gloves. Gripping Zatanna’s arms, I pulled them away from her body so they were raised above her head, then proceeded to pull her legs apart so she was laying in a spread eagle position.

I ran my hand down her bare stomach to just above her netherlips, feeling her perspiration covered skin shiver beneath my touch even though I was colder and more distant than ever. With my free hand, I slowly started massaging my cock, feeling it grow even harder as Zatanna looked at me with a questioning look. I knew that the time for secrets had stopped, and I quickly muttered an incantation before Zatanna could question me. With a noisy BAMF and puff of black smoke, a leather strip appeared around Zatanna’s face, covering her mouth and preventing her from saying anything, magical or otherwise. Her eyes went wide in surprise and confusion as I started to stroke the outside of her womanhood, feeling it become wet even though terror must have been starting to edge into her heart. Zatanna’s body shuddered and a moan came from behind the gag as I slipped my fingers into her snatch, collecting some of her juices in my palm and then dripping them onto her stomach.

As I continued to stroke my manhood and speak incantations in my native tongue, I began using Zatanna’s honey to write ancient runes across her stomach and chest, collecting more juices as needed. With each dip between her netherlips and gentle caress of writing on her body, Zatanna moaned and shook under my ministrations, her eyes showing her sense of betrayal towards me. I did my best to avoid those dangerous blue orbs as I felt myself coming closer and closer to orgasm. Once I did and completed the runes with my spunk, Zatanna would become my mindless slave and I’d be able to carry out my plan without these damnable human emotions getting in the way...

“I can’t do this. I thought I could, but I just can’t.” Pushing myself away from the helpless woman before me, I ran my fingers through my hair as I paced back and forth in front of the bed, Zatanna’s eyes now warring between betrayal, fear and confusion. “I can’t believe I actually have a conscience and it decides to show up now...”

“I haven’t been...entirely honest with you Zee. I didn’t just happen to show up at that charity show, and I’m not just a mystical antique trader. Do you remember that summoning spell you cast about a year ago, for your perfect man? And you thought it didn’t work?”

With a slow, hesitant nod Zatanna acknowledged me.

“Well, it did work. Just...not the way you intended. You’re ideal man wasn’t exactly human...”

At Zatanna’s even more confused look, I just shook my head. “Yeah...I’m an incubus. My mother was a succubus that mated with a human male roughly a hundred years ago. I was raised in my mother’s dimension and only came of age two years ago. And because I’m an incubus, I can change my appearance. This is what I really look like...”

Closing my eyes, I felt my body changing as I focused on my true shape. Aside from a wet slithering sound and Zatanna’s muffled gasp of surprise, there was no noise in the room even after I opened my eyes again. The shock in Zatanna’s eyes was to be expected, but I couldn’t have anticipated the awe or...was that truly desire I saw there? Looking in the full length mirror on the wall, I saw my 8 foot tall true self looking back, my skin slate grey and slightly scaled, my thick three fingered hands resting on my hips, and my 19 inch cock thick and half erect between my knees. My ears were longer and slightly more tapered than a humans, almost looking like how elves are depicted on Earth, while my lower jaw jutted out slightly more with my lower incisors resting over my upper lip.

“I think that’s part of the reason why your spell summoned me Zee. Because I can take any form you can possibly imagine, all while keeping you safe...”

To prove my point, I closed my eyes again, this time focusing on becoming a six foot five black man with a shaved head. After that, I shifted into a lanky teenager, and finally into unnaturally large Doberman before returning to the human shape I had been using for my time on Earth. “If I remove your gag, do you promise to hear me out?”

After a quick affirming nod from Zatanna, I spoke the incantation again and with another BAMF and puff of smoke the gag disappeared. The first words out of her mouth were the question I’d been expecting.

“Why are you here?”

“Like I said, you apparently summoned me with that ‘Perfect Man’ spell a year ago. I remember seeing a vision of you appear before me in my dimension performing the incantation, and the next thing I know I’m being yanked across dimensions. For whatever reason I entered your reality about six months ago. And since I don’t have anyway of getting home I’ve spent the time since then setting up a life for myself, as well as thinking and planning. It’s amazingly easy to trade in mystical artifacts when you’re magically attuned to them...”

“Stniartser esaeler em!” As the restraints evaporated into thin air, Zatanna sat up and pulled the sheet over her body, barely meeting my eyes. “Planning what?”

“After I arrived here on Earth, some...a Quartet of individuals contacted me. They’ve noticed the bad things that have happened in this reality, and they’ve seen worse on the horizon.”

It was my turn to look away as Zatanna’s face drained of color and snapped back towards mine. “Wha...What do you mean?”

“Your secret about Dr. Light and Batman...it’s going to be revealed in a few months. And after that, things are going to get very, very bad. The JLA is going to split apart because of what you did, heroes and their loved ones are going to die, a cybernetic army is going to set up watch over the entire world, and every supervillain in the world is going to team up against the heroes, just to name a few. And most of it can be traced back to YOU erasing Dr. Light and Batman’s minds. And if all THAT happens, this Quartet is threatening to try and replace reality...”

“...Not even getting into how they know the future, did this...Quartet give you any ideas on how to avoid all these bad events?”

Turning away from Zatanna, I bent down and retrieved my boxers and slacks as I spoke. “My dimension is a virtual paradise, one based on sex and pleasure. The only reason anyone ever leaves it really is to mate with a human and introduce new blood into our family lines. I...I thought that I could just use you, turn you into a mindless slave who’s magic I could use to slowly start altering humanities mental patterns into something more similar to my race. Just think if every human, even the so called evil ones cared only about giving each other sexual pleasure when they weren’t working for the greater good, all while avoiding the needless deaths that are going to occur! Unfortunately...”

I could tell that Zatanna was intrigued, even though all I felt at the moment was shame. “Unfortunately what?”
“...Unfortunately...I fell in love with you. I started this thinking I could just manipulate you, that you were nothing more than a sexy fuck that I could use. But...after I cast my first spell on you, to guarantee that we’d cum together that first night, and every time after that we had sex...I realized that it was going to be far, far harder to do this than I ever thought. I never thought for a moment that just because I was your perfect man might mean you were the perfect woman for me...and now the Crisis will occur, and this reality will be destroyed if I can‘t find a way to stem the darkness creeping into the world...and all because I fell in love with you...”

For a long moment an uncomfortable silence filled the bedroom as I pulled on my dress shirt, then took a step back, speaking another incantation in my language. “I’ve released you from the sexual connection spell we were under...I think it’s best if you don’t try to find me Zatanna. Don’t worry, I won’t try anything like this again, and maybe you can avert the Crisis a little bit with what I’ve told you...”

The last thing I saw was Zatanna’s beautiful face looking sadder than I would have thought possible as I focused on my home and with a loud BAMF a cloud of dark smoke filled my vision, quickly evaporating and revealing the dark confines of my apartment. As I felt tears threaten to fill my eyes, I allowed my human shape to drop, returning to my natural demon form. And even though an incubus can’t physically cry, and even as I realized how sappy the thought was, I still felt the tears...

A week and a half later, I stood on top of the San Francisco-Oakland Bridge, my eyes shut as I felt the cold morning fog swirl around my human form. I had first come up here two days after the incident with Zatanna, finding comfort in the way the area felt like my home dimension at night, and it had quickly become a daily ritual. Probably the closest I was ever going to get to home, since we were only told how to open a portal to and from Earth when we were coming here for our first human mating. My method of departure had left me bereft of that knowledge...

A soft tinkling sound broke my reverie, and I looked over my shoulder, shock washing over me at the sight of Zatanna appearing out of a light filled portal. Standing up quickly, I nearly stumbled off the edge of the bridge tower in my haste.

“What are you doing here?”

Glancing over the steep drop to the water, Zatanna shivered and pulled the trench coat she wore tighter around her. “Looking for you. I thought that much would be obvious. And please, don’t teleport away, or I’m going to be forced to immobilize you next time I catch up...”

Keeping my distance and a weary eye on Zatanna, I paced to the opposite side of the tower, not worried for a moment about a misstep. “And why are you looking for me? Come to arrest me, or do whatever it is you do with demons who want to improve the world?” Even as I heard the anger and harshness of my tone, both of us visibly flinched. “I’m sorry. I’m just a little on edge, facing down the worlds most powerful magician who I’ve managed to piss off rather severely I’d guess...”

With a sad look on her face, Zatanna sat down on the damp metal, beckoning for me to do the same. “Please Will...I just came here to talk. I need to know more about this Crisis that’s coming...”

Cautiously, I sat facing Zatanna, although I still couldn’t bring myself to meet her eyes. “I’m not sure how much I can tell you Zatanna. Like I implied the other night, my mother’s race doesn’t interact with Earth that much so I don’t know many events before six months ago, and the Quartet isn’t omnipotent. But what I do know is that Jean Loring is going to attack a pregnant Sue Dibny in a few weeks and accidentally kill her. The ones who were involved with Dr. Light are going to think he committed the murder and go after him, and in the process your secret about what you did to Light and Batman is going to come out. After that, everything goes to hell. Like I said, just about every villain is going to unite against the superhero community, an army of cybernetic meta-assassins called OMACS are going to be unleashed by Checkmate, the Spectre is going to go mad and screw up magic and the JLA is going split up because of your League’s decision to erase the memories of villains and Batman.”

For several long moment I watched Zatanna out of the corner of my eye, her gaze unfocused and distant as she took in the ramifications of a decision she had made years earlier. When she spoke again though, her change of topic and quietness of voice startled me enough to finally look at her.

“I’ve missed you.”

“What?”

“I...I got so used to you being there in just those two weeks and now...it’s just this big void whenever I wake up, or go shopping or look out the window and know you’re out there somewhere...I think that spell was right in choosing you...”

“...I’ve...missed you too Zee. It’s different for me, since it’s acceptable in my dimension to be involved with more than one person, even if you’re bonded to someone. But you...I...I think I’m in love with you. But we can’t be together...I don’t trust myself. I HAVE decided to try and avert some of this crisis myself, especially the magical portion with the Spectre. It’s the least I can do for my Father’s world...”

Standing up, Zatanna brushed her pants off and walked towards me, offering her hand as she did so. Helping me up, she had that small, irresistible smile back as though she knew a secret I didn’t. “So. You’re on the side of the angels now?”

Shuddering, I couldn’t help but shake my head and smile back. “Let’s not use that phrase, all right? I’m still technically a demon...”

“Do you have any idea how you’re going to start dealing with this Crisis?”

Shaking my head again, I stared past Zatanna at the water below. “Stop Jean Loring from becoming Eclipso and seducing the Spectre somehow I think. That should buy us some time...”

Taking me by surprise, Zatanna looped her arms around my neck and peered deep into my eyes, my heart lurching at the nearness of her, so close that not even the increasing wind could snatch the sweet scent of her away from me.

“Speaking of time...what if we were able to change the timeline somehow? Make it better?”

I felt my stomach drop this time as I processed her words, slowly realizing what she was implying. “You mean...what I told you that night? Why would you willingly help with that? Changing humanities collective mindset permanently, doesn’t that fall under ‘evil’ in your superhero book?”

Smiling and tossing her hair out of her eyes, Zatanna drew my face closer to hers, her whisper filling my ears. “No. Giving the world unending pleasure sounds very heroic to me, and would be a start to making up for my mistakes and travesties...”

And as I leaned down, pressing my lips against Zatanna’s, I was more confident than ever that I could help save humanity with Zatanna by my side...

I couldn’t help but smile as I stood on the patio of my mansion looking down at the pool, bouncing Ben up and down in my arms as I watched the partying going on. I smiled down at my son, so small and fragile compared to my demon form, his skin the same color as his mothers, although his ears and teeth took after mine.

“Things turned out better than we ever dreamed, huh kiddo?”

Cooing, Ben tried wrapping his hand around one of my fingers as I glanced back up, taking stock of how the party was going. Closest to me was Mary Marvel riding Captain Marvel, occasionally whipping him with the riding crop she held, while nearby Starfire knelt between Oracle’s legs, who was barely managing to stay on her feet with the pleasure Kori was giving her. Next to them, Nightwing nearly comatose nearby as Jesse Quick rode him, barely invisible as she vibrated her molecules. I almost felt sorry for Nightwing, he’d already been used by Huntress, Batgirl, Oracle and Starfire just today, let alone the three days they’d been here. A little closer to the pool were Stargirl and Supergirl, locked in a heady threesome with Poison Ivy and one of her mutated plants, the tentacles of it binding the three together and placing them in different positions and combinations. Ever since her first encounter with Zatanna and me, Supergirl had really loved plant life...it was nice to see that she had found two such willing playmates.

Floating over the pool a few feet apart were Superman and Power Girl, a pregnant Lois Lane supported between them as she gave Superman a blowjob while Power Girl ate her out. Even from the patio doors I could hear her screams of pleasure over the other people gathered. Looking up, I could just barely make out Hawkwoman and Hawkgirl against the sun, both no doubt riding the pleasure demon possessed forms of Hawkman and Golden Eagle once again.

As Ben pulled at the Marriage Bond wrapped around my wrist, I looked around the pool area again I saw Barda and Maxima kissing passionately while in the grip of an Ash-Crawler that lived in a special pit, the Apokolips outcast known as Sleez watching and controlling the two women from nearby while jerking off his oversized green cock. Looking under the overhang, I spotted Black Canary and Green Arrow in the shadows gently making love, their newborn daughter upstairs with Ben’s nanny and some of the other children the heroes and heroines had brought. Close by, Huntress was being roughly taken from behind by the Red Hood, although his trademark helmet was laying on the ground nearby, while Lady Blackhawk sat on a pool chair nearby, masturbating to the sight of the heroine and villain going at it. Glancing towards the cliff over looking the bay, I could just make out Wonder Woman and Hippolyta as well as Wonder Girl and Troia involved with someone else, probably one of those mythical beasts the Amazons were so fond of.

Slender, bare arms wrapped around my torso, distracting me and holding me tight as I felt a familiar pair of breasts pressing into my back, Zatanna’s breath warm against my skin. Pulling free and turning around, I felt myself growing hard at the sight of her dressed in a dress made out of fishnet in the front and just threads covering her ass , her breasts and pussy more exposed and enticing than if she’d been nude, topped off by her favorite open toed stiletto sandals. Leaning down, she kissed Ben on the forehead before planting her lips on my mouth, her fingers dancing along my arm and our Bonds ringing as they rubbed against each other. Finally she broke the kiss, looking extremely please with herself.

“So...how did the signing go?”

Smiling even wider, Zatanna ran her fingers seductively down my grey skinned arm before gently tracing the soft curves of Ben’s face. “Extremely well. The European Consular had some minor...requests before she would sign the non-aggression pact, but I managed to make her come around. But the whole ceremony made me want to get home to my mate very, very much...”

Smiling back, I lifted my head and saw Stephanie Brown, Ben’s nanny, standing in the doorway Zatanna had just emerged from. She was completely naked as she so often chose to be around the house, her athletic curves often distracting Zatanna or I from what we were doing. Acknowledging her with my smile, I gently handed Ben, who was starting to fuss, to her before kissing her on the cheek.

“I think he might be getting hungry Steph. Don’t let him get too upset and I’ll do the horse thing for you tonight...”

Zatanna slapped my arm and laughed as Stephanie smiled shyly but happily, brushing her waist length blonde hair away from her chest before starting to breastfeed Ben, an ability given to her thanks to some of Zatanna’s magic tampering when we saved her life. As she walked away to take Ben upstairs, Zatanna pulled me into another hug, her mesh outfit rubbing against me suggestively.

“We really did it Will, didn’t we? It took a lot of different methods, but we managed to avert the Crisis and make the Earth better...”

“Yes we did...and I think we deserve to celebrate as much as everyone else...”

Zatanna giggled as I ran my hands down her body, thick digits pulling her dress downwards, quickly pooling around her ankles as my cock stiffened to attention for her. As I sank to my knees I ran my forked serpentine tongue along her body, encircling her left nipple and teasing it even as I began gently kissing her already wet nether lips. Retracting my tongue, I began running it instead along her damp slit as my hands easily palmed both of her breasts, kneading and rolling her nipples between my fingers as I massaged the rest of the orbs. Zatanna’s moans echoed in my ears as her entire body shook, hips thrusting into my face and begging my tongue deeper into her. Eager to comply, I slid my tongue deep into her, tracing the curves of her most secret spots, her juices even sweet inside than out. I felt Zatanna’s hands tracing my bald, lightly scaled scalp, her fingertips following the contours of my tapered ears and making me shiver with pleasure. Growling with need, I pulled away from Zatanna and stood up to my full height, my eyes piercing into hers, my voice rumbling with a threat.

“Turn around. NOW Zee.”

Trying to look somber and scared and failing at it, Zatanna did as I commanded, bracing herself against the railing by the steps down and spreading her legs as far as she could without slipping. Stepping up behind her, I placed my 21 inch rock hard length against her slit before pausing and savoring her wetness against my tip and futile attempt to rub her needy thighs together. Then, slowly and deliberately, I slid myself into her, feeling her vaginal walls literally fitting me like a glove and being forced to expand slightly to accommodate my girth. Moaning, Zatanna’s knees abruptly went weak, leaving her fully supported by my demonhood. I waited patiently for her to regain her senses some and tighten her grip on the metal railing before gripping her hips and pulling back, almost popping free of her tightness before sliding back in.

Slowly, I worked up a faster and harder rhythm, Zatanna’s feet completely off the ground and her body dependent on me for support as I fucked the living daylights out of her. It took all of my inhuman concentration to keep from cumming, her magic enhanced womanhood as tight as any virgin and trying just as hard to get me to cum first. Almost roaring with pent up desire and lust, I slid one thick finger around to the front of her cunt, actually able to feel my cock sliding into her through her stretched tight skin. Sliding the finger a bit lower, I let my finger slide over her clit as I moved her hips back and forth, breasts swinging heavily and slapping against the railing as she cried out in pleasure.

I felt the pressure in my balls increase drastically, Zatanna’s pussy tightening even further around me at the same time as our orgasm approached in tandem. Throwing back my head and howling to the noon sky I came, my cock twitching and jerking wildly as Zatanna came with me, her pussy sucking on my cock and milking it nearly dry as I pulled out, my last few spurts landing on her lower back and tight ass. My arms wrapped tightly around Zatanna as she fell towards the ground nearly unconscious, her body continuing to shiver with orgasmic aftershocks. As I cradled her in my arms I smiled down at her, unable to believe just how much better things had turned out then I had hoped...