Deadedge
Experienced
Superkinky
"Are you sure about this, Lois?" Clark had to ask one last time, uncertain and more than a little wary of the whole thing.
"Oh God yes, Smallville," breathed the reporter, already rosy cheeked with arousal, kneeling on the edge of their bed with her legs spread wide. He could smell her scent, even through those very short shorts of hers, and the man of steel decided he would be stalwart and play along for the woman he loved. "Put it on," she said, encouragingly... demandingly. Clark sighed but smiled, then donned the black cowl.
"Well it looks like we've gotten ourselves into quite a mess," he growled gruffly, narrowing his eyes and trying his best to channel the Dark Knight while ignoring how strange it felt to have pointed ears sticking straight up from his head. Luckily the rest of the costume seemed to have fit him well. Fit him tight. When Lois put her hand on his broad chest and stroked the yellow bat symbol she bit her lip with anticipation. Then she put on her black domino mask.
"Gee willikers, Batman!" she squeaked, pitching her voice slightly higher, turning her usual low, sexy timbre into more of a boyish whine. "The Riddler's really done a number on us!" She reached over and picked up the harness that had been laid carefully on the sheets. It wasn't originally part of her bright green, red and yellow costume, and strapped the thick dildo it to her pelvis. "Quick, if we want to get out of here we better figure out how use this 'key'!"
The caped crusader turned around and started to unbuckle his utility belt.
"Are you sure about this, Lois?" Clark had to ask one last time, uncertain and more than a little wary of the whole thing.
"Oh God yes, Smallville," breathed the reporter, already rosy cheeked with arousal, kneeling on the edge of their bed with her legs spread wide. He could smell her scent, even through those very short shorts of hers, and the man of steel decided he would be stalwart and play along for the woman he loved. "Put it on," she said, encouragingly... demandingly. Clark sighed but smiled, then donned the black cowl.
"Well it looks like we've gotten ourselves into quite a mess," he growled gruffly, narrowing his eyes and trying his best to channel the Dark Knight while ignoring how strange it felt to have pointed ears sticking straight up from his head. Luckily the rest of the costume seemed to have fit him well. Fit him tight. When Lois put her hand on his broad chest and stroked the yellow bat symbol she bit her lip with anticipation. Then she put on her black domino mask.
"Gee willikers, Batman!" she squeaked, pitching her voice slightly higher, turning her usual low, sexy timbre into more of a boyish whine. "The Riddler's really done a number on us!" She reached over and picked up the harness that had been laid carefully on the sheets. It wasn't originally part of her bright green, red and yellow costume, and strapped the thick dildo it to her pelvis. "Quick, if we want to get out of here we better figure out how use this 'key'!"
The caped crusader turned around and started to unbuckle his utility belt.