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                     And when we fuck

                       you don’t mind my s c a r s

           you trace them with your fingertips

                     and make me forget why they’re there

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I feel like I’ve been given a huge opportunity to inspire people, not only women. And not because of me but because of who Wonder Woman is and what she stands for. There’s a lot of responsibility. But I have the best team and the best people to work with. It’s going to be an amazing ride, knock on wood.

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He had to laugh slightly when he noticed she did need some time to get back to herself. He tickled her shoulder with a finger and smiled at her. This was all the reaction he needed. She had wanted it rough, he had given that to her. Her exhaustion was a sign of that. Something she probably hasn’t managed to achieve with a human partner.

He welcomed her warmth when she intertwined their legs. “I was taken, remember…”, he laughed slightly. “Besides… I was not in a good place when we met. I’m not sure how that would have gone. I’m not sure if I was ready for anything good, so all you probably could have done was pull me out of the darkness I had caused myself.”

She smiled at his laugh, enjoying the sound of it as it seemed few and far between at times. “I know, I know..” Emma murmured at his reasoning, trailing her fingers across his skin as she traced the different lines across his arms and chest. “Doesn’t do well to dwell on the past, but you can’t blame a girl for focusing on what she missed out on when it was that good.”

At this point, this was normally where the vulnerability set in and she withdrew - making some excuse or another to leave to kick the other person out. But that feeling wasn’t present here. Curling her long body into his, she nestled her head against his chest and inhaled, listening to the sound of his breath. “But...I guess we’ll just have to make up for lost time.”

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‘Is it worth it?’ he said. ‘Waiting for someone without even knowing if he will come back?’ ‘I don’t know. As long as I know that he’s still alive. I’m still going to wait for him. Like what I’m used to do. And it’s definitely going to be worth it.’ she answered.

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She laid there for a moment as she tried to regain herself, her skin coated in a thin layer of sweat as her chest rose and fell in effort to catch her breath. One eye cracked open as she felt him move beside her and a smile flitted across her face at his next words. They both knew the answer to that one.

Letting out a sigh, she rolled over so she was facing him, their legs intertwined as she mirrored him - her burning skin a sharp contrast to his cool temperature. “Mm, should have done that sooner,” she murmured, eyes soft as they met his.

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Every nerve seemed to be on fire as her body was overwhelmed with pleasure. She hadn’t been fucked like this before, to the point where her body was completely out of her control and mere putty in his hands. Any thought was driven from her head with each thrust and her moans filled the room.

His words seemed to register with her briefly as his hand began to work her over, sending her even further over the edge. The feeling of euphoria and bliss was sudden as it washed over her and she arched her back as she felt every muscle in her body release. Emma managed to kiss him back with what little strength she still had before collapsing back on the pillow.

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The bed frame groaned under the weight of the two as he pressed her harder into the mattress. Shaky hands grasped for anything they could get a hold on - skin, hair, the sheets - as he filled her mercilessly and ravaged her senses with each thrust. With each onslaught a new wave of ecstasy overwhelmed her and enticed a lengthy moan from her lips. Emma wasn’t going to break but she was certainly at his mercy, and she was loving every minute of it.

When she felt his fangs on her skin, she forced herself to open her eyes and sought out his face. He trusted her enough to be himself. As his mouth found hers, she wrapped one hand around the back of his neck and held his cheek with the other - meeting his gaze when he finally broke for air. As she tried to catch her own breath, she could merely nod with a euphoric smile.

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I feel that I’ve got the opportunity to set a great role model for girls to look up to a strong, active, compassionate, loving, positive woman, and I think it’s so important.

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I have always been very attracted to danger. I guess some call me an adrenaline junkie, but its more than that. I crave things most people are too afraid to do, I am attracted to people others are too afraid to speak to. I try to keep my reckless behavior to a minimum, I really do. I try to be less impulsive, more structured, but I just get so bored. I guess at the end of the day some of us run with lions and some of us run away from them. I will never be the latter.

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As he pushed his way inside her Emma wrapped her long legs around him, though by the end of this she doubted she would have the strength to do so. For a moment nothing but the sound of their collected breath and the creaking bed frame filled the air - words didn’t seem enough at the moment as they both acted on what they had been feeling for a long time now.

Even as he increased the speed, she bucked her hips up to meet his thrusts greedily as she wanted to feel all of him. A thin coat of sweat glistened on her brow soon and she pulled her forehead back from his shoulder as he broke the silence. Finding his lips, she kissed him hungrily, her teeth scraping over his bottom lip as she pulled away. “I want you,” she grinned as took a moment to catch her breath, “to enjoy yourself. It’s just us and you’ve been good long enough.”

Pressing her lips to his ear she whispered the next part. “I told you to fuck me. Let loose...I can take it.” She pulled on his ear momentarily before peppering tantalizing kisses down his neck. It was unspoken but those last words implied more than just giving him the green lights - she could take more than any of those human girls he had wasted his time on.

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Emma doubted she would regret anything the next morning. The only way would be if he didn’t perform up to the expectation she had since her first lustful thought about the other, but she seriously doubted that would be the case. While sex was not an unfamiliar topic for the huntress, there were few that had her yearning to be fucked like this.

Her breath caught again as his mouth touched her clit again and it took all her effort to keep her legs open when she really wouldn’t mind him spending a bit more time down there now. “Shut up..“ she sighed in response to his teasing. A devilish smirk played on her mouth as he kissed her again before a gasp broke through her lips when he pushed his way inside her. Emma nodded at his request to let him know, her hands tangling into his hair as his thrusts began to pick up speed.

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Emma dropped her shoulders and pressed her chest up, presenting herself to him as he ran a hand over her breast. She bit her lip as he toyed with her hardening nipples until they were pert and sensitive, bringing a small gasp from her at the slightest touch or twist. He already knew how to make her body do whatever he liked...this was going to be a fun night. “Maybe...” she breathed, her lips parted in a dangerous smile. “Maybe I just like it hard...” her hand brushed against his hard length, separated by the thinnest of material, “...and rough.” And gave a deft squeeze.

She began to prop herself up on her elbows as he parted her legs, about to ask teasingly if he enjoyed the view when suddenly all she could focus on was the fleeting brush of his tongue that had her hips instinctively thrusting up for more.. “Oh god...” she moaned, dropping her head back to the pillow at the pleasurable sensation.

Emma was never one to beg. No, usually she was the tease, having most of her lovers almost falling over themselves till she rode them to their release. She liked control. But Zach had this hold on her and she couldn’t think straight tonight. She wanted to see what it was like when he took control, when he stopped holding back and played on the lust they were both consumed by.

As he pulled off his boxers, she caught her breath enough to meet his gaze as he questioned her. “You’re....pretty convincing...” she sighed, opening her legs for him. A little pleasure couldn’t hurt. And she couldn’t speak for Zach but she wasn’t slowing down in the least. It was going to be a long night.

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“I hoped so,” Emma kicked off her heels as she stood back up when he stepped out of his jeans. It caught her off guard momentarily when she found herself in his arms and then pushed back onto the bed that she hadn’t even realized was behind them at this point. She had been too focused on undressing the man in front her, which she now took a moment to admire as he was dressed down to almost nothing. Not wanting to be separated from him too long, she arched her slender frame to entice him with her bare skin and supple breasts - smirking as it didn’t take him long to climb up after her.

She kissed him back greedily, her hands snaking through his hair at the nape of his neck. They were pressed flush against each other but it still seemed like too much space between them. She wanted him, every part of him. The huntress had this appetite for the man ever since she first laid eyes on him brooding in the bar so long ago, but that hunger had to take backseat to everything else going on in their lives till now. Now she just wanted him - her lust desperate, rough, even animalistic...

Bucking her hips up to arouse him more, she kissed along his neck right below his ear. “Come on Blue...” her voice was barely audible but she knew he could hear her loud and clear. “Fuck me like I’ve wanted you to for so long...” The brunette tugged at his ear lob with her teeth. “Like I know you‘ve wanted to. Fuck me Blue.” She demanded before capturing his mouth once more in a heated kiss.

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