Maybe we can do chopped in your kitchen some day
Who: Kitty and Diana of Themyscira What: Diana can cook! When: Late July Where: Pet store then Diana's house Rating/Warnings: Low then high Status: Complete Part 2
Once properly dressed, Kitty led Diana into the petshop. The cat section was in the back, and she grabbed a cart. She had no intention of letting Diana pay for anything, either. It wasn’t like she couldn’t afford it, and while Kitty rarely splurged on herself, she went wild with friends.
Diana walked along with Kitty to the cat section of the store. First order of business was to get a couple litter boxes and cat litter. Then came food. “As you have cats yourself, what food do you recommend?” She was open to suggestions, and she’d certainly try different foods if it turned out the kittens didn’t like whatever she got for them.
“This one.” Kitty pulled down a bag. “It’s low on ash. A lot of food has ash filler, which is kind of awful. You want high protein and moisture too. The best stuff is the kind you make yourself, but not many people have the time for that kind of thing.” She certainly didn’t. “This is the brand I buy though.”
She listened closely, nodding with understanding. “I can make some food for them now and then, but I will start with this.” It should be easy enough, and Diana had time to do that some days. “Now, probably scratching posts? Or those things they can climb up in. I do not know what they are called. They are kind of like trees, some stretching to the ceilings of rooms.” Diana was basically describing the constructs that cats could climb up on, some having hammock type beds, others being cubicle things attached to a central post that gave cats something to do, and a place to snuggle in if they wished.
“Cat trees.” Kitty grinned at her. Diana was adorable and hot all at once and just seeing her being her was pretty good at chasing away many of Kitty’s demons. It wasn’t healthy to rely on one person for that, but it at least helped. (and part of Kitty knew she needed professional help but she was stubborn).
“That’s like, actually the name. Trees. And many of them come with scratching posts. Uh, you’ll probably want them to ship it for you. They get big.”
“Cat trees, so I was not that far off!” Diana made a mental note about what they were called. “Perhaps I should hold off on that and order it off the internet later. I need to measure my home so I know how big I can go.” Which was really an important thing. While Diana knew how many square feet her home had, that was vastly different from knowing how high the ceilings were from the floor.
“So onto toys then.” She said with a nod, sticking her hand into the bag and petting the somewhat restless kittens.
Laughing, Kitty took Diana’s hand. “We can look at a couple so you get an idea of how big they are and what they might look at feel like. Some have this really thin fabric covering that honestly kind of sucks. Cats will claw through that to the wood underneath in no time, and the one I had I was always afraid they’d hurt their claws in it. Which is probably irrational, but still.”
“It is always a worry about animals hurting themselves on otherwise innocuous things.” Diana said with a smile, giving Kitty’s hand a squeeze. She walked with Kitty over to where the cat trees were and she looked them over. “So what kind of fabric covering would you suggest on them? Or would it be best to just get a wooden one?”
“This one,” Kitty pointed at one. “It feels a lot less cheaply made, and lets them have more purchase when climbing. The other kind is so thin they might just slide down it, tearing it up. I always worried about their claws getting caught while doing that. Thicker is better, in this case. Less so than in certain exes of mine.”
It was a dirty joke and she didn’t care.
Making note of what Kitty pointed out, she nodded a bit. Though at the joke, Diana’s eyebrows lifted and she smirked a bit. “Now that certainly sounds like a story unto itself,” she chuckled. With the notes on the cat trees made, she moved to toys. Which she grabbed one and started playing with the kittens, mostly seeing what they reacted best to. It was probably an intensely adorable scene.
“Seven foot tall Russian,” Kitty muttered under her breath, blushing. Her and Piotr were terrible together and she felt like her dreams were trying to get them back together again. She’d flip a table, literally, if she did that mistake again.
She barely got her phone out in time to film the adorable scene, the look on her face the textbook definition of smitten.
Diana’s eyebrows rose higher, but she didn’t press the topic. After all, it probably wasn’t something to be told in public, and if Kitty wanted to go into the details, she would.
The kittens were thoroughly amused and alert by the couple toys Diana tried with them. After settling on a few, she then looked at Kitty, flashing a grin for the camera. “I assume collars and tags are necessary.”
Details weren’t going to happen, like ever. Diana didn’t need to know and Kitty wasn’t about to talk about it. It was one of those things that she was over. She was so over Piotr in general.
“Lets find them some really cute collars. Tags can wait until they get their shots, I think.”
She nodded a bit, heading over to the collars. “Now, ladies first,” Diana said as she pulled Artemis out of the bag. “Do you see anything you like here?” She asked the kitten. Artemis responded by bopping Diana on the nose with her paw and mewing. “I seem to be a very popular person to like,” she commented, looking at Kitty with a smile.
Kitty had the wildest desire to propose to Diana on the spot, but she refrained. “I see something I like, but I’m not the one being asked.”
“What is it that you see that you like, Kitty?” Diana asked, keeping hold of Artemis in one hand. Apollo was desperately trying to fight his way out of the bag, making his discontent known. Diana reached down with her other hand to pick him up so he would stop fussing.
“You being adorable with two squirming kittens.” Who already had personality. Diana may have made a mistake in her choice of names, especially in Apollo.
Mistake or not, sometimes animals lived up to their names. Collars were chosen, and any other necessities were purchased. Eventually, they did get to Diana’s home. She lived in Anaheim in a two bedroom townhouse. It had a contemporary feel, which was punctuated by some Greek art and other such things Diana had brought with her. She’d ensured that the kittens were set up and that Kitty was comfortable with something to drink if she wanted before she started making dinner.
Lamb gyros. It did take a little while, mostly because of how the meat needed to be cooked, but Diana was happy to do it. Finally, dinner was ready, and everything was set on the table.
“Would you like any wine with your food? Or something else to drink?”
Kitty still couldn’t believe how the day had gone. Now she was sitting on Diana’s couch, the smell of dinner cooking being distracting (and watching Diana in the kitchen extra distracting). She leaned back against the arm rest, dangling some string as kittens climbed up her shorts. One latched onto her bikini top and she winced. “Easy there, ‘Dite…”
She detached the kittens from herself and put them back in their little enclosure, before coming into the kitchen. “I wouldn’t mind a glass.”
Grinning, Diana went into her pantry where she had a wine rack and pulled out a bottle of red wine before coming back and opening it. She got two wine glasses out and poured them both a glass. She handed one to Kitty. “Now, let’s eat,” she said moving over to the table. “I hope that you are hungry.”
“Starving,” she said, all while not taking her eyes off of Diana. She took a seat, looking down at the gyro and licking her lips. It looked as good as it smelled, and her stomach rumbled. “You could be a professional.”
She was biased, but she meant it.
“I could never take the pressure. I’d probably need to punch someone eventually.” Diana laughed. “I hope that you enjoy it. Welcome to Greece.” She grinned. She’d used typical Greek seasoning as well.
“Like going there, only by going to your beautiful home instead of taking a four hour flight.” Not that it was normally a four hour flight, but Kitty did have the Blackbird. It made for quick flights and seduction in space.
She eagerly took a bite, closing her eyes and groaning. “Oh my god…this is so good!”
“Four hour flight?” Diana asked, clearly finding that strange. It definitely wasn’t a four hour flight by any stretch of the imagination. “Though thank you. I like to think I bring a little taste of Greece here.”
Diana grinned widely. “Thank you, I am happy you like it!” She took a bite of her own food.
“Uh. Long story.” Kitty wracked her brain on if Diana had Dreamed. She had, hadn’t she? She quickly changed the subject. “It’s so good.”
Kitty gestured towards the food. “What’s in it? I mean besides the lamb…” She probably should have paid more attention when Diana was cooking, but kittens, and also the face that she was sort of maybe really is she dating someone who could cook.
Smiling, Diana happily told her the other ingredients. “Tzatziki sauce, lettuce, onion and tomato. It is simple to make. Cooking the meat takes the longest, but otherwise, it’s quick to make. I lived off of these at university.”
“It’s got this.. Savory something to it.” Kitty watched a lot of food network but that didn’t mean she knew how to properly judge food. “I’m sorry, it’s just really delicious. You’ve got such a… magic touch, you know?”
A shy sort of smile crossed Diana’s face at that compliment. “I do my best. I am not the best cook in the world, but I like to think I’m decent at it.” Practice made perfect after all. And she liked being able to cook for someone other than herself.
“You’ve got talent. You don’t need to be Bobby Flay to be a good cook. Or even a professional cook to be a good cook. Just...putting love into what you do is enough.” Which was good advice for life in general, and advise Kitty needed to remember for herself.
“Thank you,” she said with a warm smile. “I believe in putting love into everything I do. Otherwise there is little point in doing things if you cannot put your heart into them.” Diana firmly believed that.
How could one person be so perfect. Kitty nudged Diana’s foot with her own. Considering they’d come from the beach, her feet were bare. A little skin contact set her just a little bit at ease.
“You really stick to that, don’t you. It’s so obvious in the way you said that. I really like that about you. You’re… so optimistic.”
What would that feel like again?
As Kitty’s foot nudged her own bare foot, she looked up at her, nudging it back. “I do my best to keep a positive outlook on things. It is not always easy, but I prefer to look on the bright side of everything.” Which was a difficult thing to maintain considering the general state of the world of these days.
“Maybe someday I’ll remember how to do that,” Kitty said, a little candidly. She nudged Diana’s foot again, beaming at her like she was kind of starting to do so.
Diana smiled warmly. “Perhaps if you stick around me long enough, some of it may come off on you.” She well knew that she could be contagious like that. Then again, with the smile she had, it was hard to not make someone be a little more optimistic and happy. She again returned the nudge.
Kitty laughed, and before she could top herself she blurted out, “There’s a lot of things you could rub off on me!”
She blinked, then grabbed her wine and guzzled it a little.
Eyebrows lifting, a little smirk played across Diana’s face. “I would not mind rubbing things off on you,” she countered, keeping eye contact as she took a drink of her wine.
Kitty blushed scarlet behind her glass, and struggled to find a way to flirt back. “Yeah well I… rub off… well.”
She groaned, and distracted herself with more gyro goodness. It at least kept her mouth busy.
“As your name would suggest,” she responded smoothly. Diana grinned a bit, then ate some more of her gyro. Speaking of Kitty and cats rubbing off, Diana glanced over to where the kittens were, but she heard no noise coming from there, so they must be sleeping.
Diana’s smoothness was killing her. Kitty focused instead on finishing the food, without actually acting like a pig. She was mostly successful, but she was also starving and Diana had a certain touch that made her want to savor and enjoy the meal.
That whole smitten thing was proving to be a royal pain in her ass.
Probably to Kitty’s relief, Diana didn’t say anything more for the moment, instead focusing on finishing her own food and savoring some wine. “Would you like anymore to eat? There’s still some lamb left to make more gyros if you’re interested. Or I have some baklava for dessert if you’d rather move on to that.”
“Dessert. The gyros are delicious but I’m not going to have room for dessert if I have any more.” Besides, Kitty knew the value of leftovers. It was handy for a lazy night. And for sneaking to cats, though she wouldn’t sneak some lamb to the kittens. Not yet, anyway.
“Dessert it is, then.” Diana smiled, getting up and taking both her plate and Kitty’s. She added them to the dishwasher and got two clean plates. That was when she suddenly stopped, remembering one of the ingredients she’d used in the dessert, and she looked back at Kitty. “Are you allergic to nuts?”
“I’m allergic to exactly one thing,” Kitty replied. “And it’s not nuts!” She almost got up to help Diana, before remembering she was a guest. “Thanks for asking though.”
A lot of people wouldn’t ask. Hell, every boyfriend she’d had and one girlfriend. Which wasn’t fair to Tarot, but still.
“You are welcome. Though for future reference, is your allergy to any food?” Diana would like to know so she’d never give Kitty anything she was allergic to. She then went and took the baklava out, getting two pieces and setting them on the plates. She then brought them over, handing one to Kitty before she sat down. “There are different ways to make baklava, but this one just has chopped walnuts and honey. Something simple.” Simple, but oh so delicious.
“No food. Penicillin. I break out in spots.” Kitty was pretty cheerful about that. There were plenty of other antibiotics that worked for her. Just not the most well known. “Sounds wonderful! I’m sure it’s as amazing as everything else you’ve done tonight.”
“That is good to know,” Diana said. Especially if Kitty ever needed an ambulance and Diana was there she could let the paramedics know. Or something of the sort. “I certainly hope so, but you are the judge of it.” Diana said taking a bite of her dessert and awaiting Kitty’s reaction to it.
“Any allergies for you?” Kitty dug into the baklava, taking a bite. Her eyes fluttered closed and she made a soft, approving sound. “You should do one of those food network contests. Amatuer chopped.”
She realized Diana had probably never seen Chopped or Cutthroat Kitchen. “Remind me to show you a couple episodes.”
“No allergies for me. At least none that I know of.” Diana couldn’t say she had no allergies for certain when she hadn’t tried every single thing in the world, food or medication. “Well, unless you count a nickel allergy as one.” Which meant she couldn’t wear anything that had nickel in it.
“There are contests for amatuer cooks?” She asked, curious though she wasn’t certain if she’d actually do one.
"There are!" Kitty sat up straight, grinning at her. "Well normally it's for professional cooks, but they do amateuer or home cook specials. Chopped is a show where you get a basket of mystery ingredients. Like you could get a basket with tuna, peanut butter, fennel and spam. And you have to make a delicious dish while using all the ingredients. Cutthroat Kitchen is even more fun."
She liked those shows, they were something to be enthusiastic about! "In that case, you're given a meal. Say... A club sandwich. But you have to make it an upscale club sandwich. And you have 60 seconds to grab your ingrediants. But before you can cook, you're presented with sabotages. And you have to bid against the other cooks. Winner gets to choose who gets sabotaged. Whatever money you have left if you win is what you win. One episode they had two chefs prepping in a fake boat that kept rocking like it was at sea."
Diana tilted her head a bit. “So on Chopped you basically are given random ingredients and you must work with them? I do not know how someone can make tuna and peanut butter go together and taste good.” She lifted her eyebrows a bit. “I certainly hope neither of those chefs got seasick.”
“You’d be surprised! Make a Thai peanut sauce, go full asian with the tuna.” That had been what one of the contestants had done and it had worked. “No one got seasick. Another good one was making one chef cook in a mini-kitchen. With mini-tools, all sized for like a kid. Another chef had to cook whole pasta in an espresso maker.” That wasn’t even getting into her personal favorites.
“I’ll bet you’d be really ruthless.” Sometime during this, Kitty had finished her dessert. She considered seconds, then decided that wasn’t wise.
“I would probably be ruthless, yes, but I’m not entirely certain I would be cut out for something like Chopped. I may be able to cook, but I don’t know a lot of different ingredients and cuisines.” Diana would need practice and getting used to random ingredients. Most of what she cooked fell into Mediterranean type foods.
“Maybe we can do chopped in your kitchen some day.” Kitty rested her chin on her hands. “Give me an excuse to sample more of you.”
That came out wrong. “Of your cuisine.”
Diana finished off her dessert, lifting her eyebrows, then she leaned forward a bit. “Are you certain that it’s my food you wish to taste?” Oh yes, she was evil, but she couldn’t help but enjoy making Kitty turn red.
That made Kitty turn red, exactly as Diana might have wanted. She swallowed heavily, and stuttered. “Well I mean...there’s a lot I’m hungry for and I’ve imagined-- oh god.”
She really couldn’t help the wide smile that crossed her face as Kitty turned red and stuttered. It was very adorable. “You’ve imagined things? Now we are getting to the good part. So you’re saying that I have been on your mind?”
Since the floor wouldn’t sink Kitty into it, she was tempted to phase down. But she didn’t want that to be Diana’s introduction to her powers. Soon though. After Diana had dreamed a little more. Kitty was trying to not shock people as often as she used to.
She actually squeaked. “Frequently and often?”
The squeak only made Kitty even more adorable. Diana decided to back off a little bit before Kitty passed out on her, or something of the sort. “That is good because you have been on my mind as well.”
“I… really?” Kitty did the vocal equivalent of a cat’s ears twitching and swiveling towards Diana. She’d gotten over most of her self-esteem issues and she still couldn’t quite believe Diana was into her like that. Diana was intimidatingly beautiful. Which was the only way she intimidated Kitty - her muscle and strength was incredible, not scary. At least not in a way that scared Kitty.
“Yes, really. I enjoy spending time with you, but more than that, I like you.” Diana said plainly, so there was no mistaking what she meant. Kitty was fun and full of life, and Diana liked that about her. Not everyone was so full of life.
“I like you too.” Kitty was pretty sure it was well into smitten at this point. Which was a cute word and also encompassed her growing feelings and attraction for Diana. “I mean, you’re amazing. I can think of a thousand words and ‘amazing’ just…. Fits.”
“I think you’re amazing.” Diana said with a smile. “You are so full of life, and I like that about you. I enjoy being around you.” So perhaps it was time to have that certain little talk. “Would you like to, how do you say it,” she paused, trying to translate the word she wanted into English, “be girlfriends?” It possibly wasn’t proper English, but she felt it got the point across. Maybe.
This wasn’t how Kitty had expected the day to go. It had been a kind of a date, even if not a fancy one, but she’d hoped for a kiss and maybe some snuggling. She’d gotten way more than just one kiss, and now Diana was asking her out. Holy shit Diana was asking her out! “...yes!”
Diana hadn’t quite expected the day to go this way either, but she was happy that it had. And at Kitty’s answer, she smiled brightly, her eyes glittering happily. She was also happy that her point had gotten across easily. “I am happy to hear that,” she said, reaching out to take Kitty’s hand in hers.
Kitty felt a little shock course through her at the touch. She squeezed Diana’s hand, breaking into a huge grin. Best day ever? Best day in a very long time, at least! She wished there wasn’t a table between them, and had to fight the urge to phase through it to the other side. “I’m going to come over there and kiss you.”
“Please do,” she invited her. Diana smiled widely, really loving that kind of grin on Kitty’s face. She was beautiful and had quite the light to her when she smiled. Diana wanted to make her smile more if she could.
Moving around the table, Kitty approached Diana, lifting her other hand to stroke her face. Then she ran it down Diana’s arm and chewed on her lip. She blurted, “God, you’re so gorgeous.”
It was the truth, but it wasn’t at all poetic or even what she’d meant to say.
When Kitty came around, Diana scooted her chair out from the table. She smiled up at Kitty. “So are you,” she responded before she pulled Kitty down onto her lap, which had been why she’d scooted her chair away from the table.
The sound Kitty made was hardly dignified, something like a squee. She wrapped her arms around Diana’s shoulders, grinning at her. She liked this, but then she’d always liked this kind of thing and it was really nice to do after being the more physical one in so many of her relationships. “Well hi.”
“Hello yourself,” Diana said with a warm smile, sliding her arms around Kitty’s waist. Luckily for Kitty, Diana was quite a touchy-feely kind of person. So there would undoubtedly be a lot of physical aspects to the relationship. “I’ve brought you down to my level. Suppose I should make use of saying that because it’s rare for me to be able to say it.” Considering that she tended to be taller than a lot of people.
“It’s not my fault you’re so tall,” Kitty booped Diana on the nose. It felt like Diana was giving her hope again. For herself, for others, for the world in general. Diana was inspiring, and Kitty got to have her all to herself. At least like this. Kitty would never dream of denying the world Diana’s heart.
She leaned in for a light kiss.
“Nor is it my fault that I am so tall,” she chuckled. Diana couldn’t control her inherited genes. Her mother was tall, but Diana was a little taller than her. Smiling, she leaned in and kissed Kitty back. One hand gently rubbed her back.
It was that Amazonian blood, and Kitty could appreciate that.
She could also appreciate the way Diana’s lips felt, and the hand on her make made her deepen the kiss. Without other people to interrupt them, and with the kittens hopefully asleep, Kitty let herself get lost in the kiss.
It was definitely nice to not have people around to interrupt them because Diana quite liked kissing Kitty. She kept the hand on Kitty’s back, and her other one slid up to the back of her head, also letting herself fall into the kiss.
Kitty pulled a Bo squeezed Diana’s bicep, moaning softly into the kiss from that combined with the hand at the back of her head. She couldn’t help it, or how it made her feel. Or how Diana made her feel. She smiled into the kiss and her moan turned into a soft laugh.
The moan, complete with the squeeze of her bicep, Diana shivered a little. She also smiled into the kiss, letting her fingers tangle into Kitty’s hair. Diana deepened the kiss a little further before she needed to come up for air, and she broke the kiss, but her lips still lingered close enough to Kitty’s that they brushed together when she murmured, “you’re a good kisser.”
“Oh good,” Kitty breathed. She had another quip at the tip of her tongue, but then she was leaning in and kissing Diana again. She kissed her greedily and deeply, too deeply maybe like the dwarves of Moria delving for Mithril and who cared if she found a balrog, this was one of the best kisses she’d ever experienced.
And if by balrog one meant ‘falling head over heels’, well she’d already found that anyway.
This time, Diana groaned at the kiss, returning it as she held Kitty close to her. If the kiss was too deep, she didn’t care. Diana never went into anything half-cocked. She always put everything into what she did, and that included where her emotions were concerned. Yes, she was an intellectual, but Diana was also emotional, and she tended to act on her emotions in the heat of the moment.
One of Kitty’s hands fell to Diana’s exposed belly, her fingers stroking across her abs and another moan escaping her mouth. Diana had managed to start her motor hours ago and it had been idling ever since.
Though it didn’t actually take much of anything to get Kitty’s motor running. It was always on, like some perpetual motion libido.
“Diana,” Kitty broke the kiss, nuzzling at Diana’s jaw and kissing it lightly.
The touch to her abs more or less did her in. She shivered, and her hold of Kitty tightened a bit. When Kitty broke the kiss, Diana tilted her head back a bit, her hands sliding along Kitty’s back again. “Yes,” it was supposed to be phrased as more of a question, but it came out more as confirmation for whatever Kitty was going to follow that up with.
Kitty hesitated for about a second, before moving her lips to Diana’s neck and throat, kissing and then biting. If nothing else, she wanted to be the woman who left a hickey on Wonder Woman’s throat.
She moved her hands in circles across Diana’s stomach, expanding each circle ever so slowly as she did so. There was an edge of desperation and a little uncertainty to her motions.
The biting sent a shockwave through her body, and she could not contain the moan that came in response to it. Her eyes closed and her fingers pressed into Kitty’s back. She quite liked that feeling. She muttered in Greek, and by the tone of it, it was something akin to ‘oh god’ or ‘oh fuck.’
Russian, Vietnamese, Japanese, French… this was the first time Kitty had gotten that kind of response in Greek, and she liked it. She bit again, and sucked, rocking her hips down into Diana’s lap and resolved to learn some Greek as a surprise. That was a thing people did right?
Again, she moaned, shuddering a bit as Kitty sucked on her neck. Her hands trailed down Kitty’s back, then swung around to rest on her hips momentarily before she dared to trail her fingers along Kitty’s legs. Her motor was definitely going, and she wasn’t wanting to stop.
This time Kitty was the one shuddering. Lifting her head, she kissed Diana, afraid to say anything that might break the mood. Her hand were itching to touch more of her (or all of her, all of her was good). Boldly, she moved her hands up Diana’s stomach and brushed her palms across the fabric between them and Diana’s breasts. It was at once gentle and boundary testing, and yet a little needy too.
Her trysts with Aria hadn’t quite been enough and she needed emotional fulfillment too.
This was quickly moving into the realm of needing to get to her bedroom. She kissed Kitty deeply and heatedly. Diana groaned into Kitty’s mouth, arching into her hands when they came up to her breasts. One hand slid all the way back up to the back of Kitty’s head, her other hand trailing up Kitty’s side.
Kitty's mouth fell open at the hand on her side. The hand in her hair wasn't helping, the pressure at the back of head more than welcome. She whimpered into Diana's mouth, a long intense shiver running down her spine. When she brushed her hands across Diana's chest this time, she added more pressure, and then finally gave up with the whole teasing thing and squeezed gently.
When Kitty squeezed her breasts this time, Diana was done for. She groaned and decided that they needed a change of scenery. Diana was starting to be unable to think in English, and she didn’t think Kitty understood Greek, so communicating could become completely physical in the very near future when Diana couldn’t find the words in English to communicate.
“Bedroom?” She asked, her voice husky and lower than it typically was. It was also about the most complete sentence she could form in English right now.
"Yes."
Kitty needed to hear Diana in that tone of voice more often and frequently and all the time. Pulling her head back, she looked into Diana's eyes, her own hooded and dark.
Happiness was so often a fleeting thing like a handful of sand falling through one's fingers. She wasn't going to deny herself this, and that small part of her, that optimist at the center of a bitter core, still hoped for something that lasted.
She gazed back into Kitty’s eyes, her own darker than they typically were. After a moment, Diana slid her hands down, hooking them under Kitty’s thighs, and in one motion, she picked her up and stood up. Her arm and back muscles flexed, but Kitty weighed next to nothing for her to pick up.
As she walked towards her bedroom, she leaned in and nipped along Kitty’s neck. She also eyed the kittens as she went by, seeing that they were happily sleeping. Getting to her bedroom, she walked over to the bed, laid Kitty down on it and came down on top of her, her mouth going to her neck again.
"Oh god..." If Kitty had been standing her legs would have given out when Diana picked her up, so it was a good thing she was being carried. She writhed, leaning her head back for Diana. She was so lost in the moment she was momentarily startled when she was laid down on the bed. When Diana came down on top of her, she knew she was done for, rubbing her hands up and down Diana's back and kneading at her muscles.
Groaning as Kitty kneaded at her muscles, Diana pressed her body close against Kitty’s. She licked and sucked at Kitty’s neck, returning the favor and biting her neck, leaving a hickey behind to match the one she had. Her hands slid along Kitty’s skin, caressing her torso. The fingers of one hand trailed over her stomach, while the other slid up and palmed one of her breasts.
Making a thoroughly wanton sound, Kitty dug her fingers into Diana’s skin, arching her back, the sound turning into a low, rumbly moan. Her fingers found the tie of Diana’s top and she undid them, tossing the fabric aside. She couldn’t exactly see the glory she’d unleashed, but she could at least stroke Diana’s back without anything in the way and that was amazing too.
Hooking her foot around the back of Diana’s leg, Kitty wriggled, pressing her chest against Diana’s hand and whining. It was a sexy whine, but it was still a whine.
Diana moaned, arching her back as Kitty’s fingers dug into her skin. Her body rubbed against Kitty’s a bit as she did so. She slid a hand under Kitty and undid her top, pulling it off. Her hands slid up to the newly exposed skin, and she caressed Kitty’s breasts as she trailed nips and flicks of her tongue across her collarbone.
Moaning, Kitty gasped, “Oh my fuck…” Her wriggling turned to writhing, and she tangled her fingers in Diana’s perfect hair, sliding her left hand along Diana’s side. She slipped it between them, grasping at a breast. “God, you’re so beautiful and so sexy…”
She groaned, pressing into Kitty’s hand. Diana’s response came completely in Greek. She understood what Kitty was saying, but her brain-to-mouth translator wasn’t working any longer. She rolled her hips against Kitty. Keeping her hands on Kitty’s breasts, squeezing and caressing them, Diana trailed her mouth back up to Kitty’s. She kissed her again, more heat and hunger in this one.
Idly, Kitty wondered the last time Diana had been intimate with someone. Or maybe she was a lot like Kitty and just got into this when it was someone special. The idle thoughts didn’t last long before she was burning up from Diana’s kiss. If she’d had the strength and desire, she would have flipped them around and pinned Diana to the bed, but she was enjoying the feel of Diana on top of her too much to want to swap places just yet.
It had been a little while since Diana had last been intimate with someone, but she also tended to really get into it when she was with someone special. Diana wasn’t good at the whole sex with no strings attached sentiment. She’d tried it a couple times, but she preferred sex when she had an interest in the other person that went deeper than simple lust. She slid one hand away from Kitty’s breast and trailed her fingers down her stomach. She lightly trailed a finger along the skin just above the waistband of her shorts, testing the waters as she broke the kiss, then she lightly tugged at Kitty’s lower lip with her teeth. Aria had been an exception - every other time Kitty had tried the whole no strings thing, it hadn’t worked out that way. And it wasn’t working like that with Diana either. Kitty could feel a burning in her chest, a clenching emotion that made tears prick at the corner of her eyes. Her hips jerked at Diana’s teasing, and she groaned deliriously as Diana tugged at her lip.
Diana had to smile when Kitty’s hips jerked. She decided to stop teasing and she then pulled Kitty’s shorts off, slightly pulling away from her in the process to accomplish that. She then gazed over the beauty that was Kitty. Of course, her swimsuit bottoms were still on, but she still took some moments to admire her bare torso.
“Beautiful,” she managed to say in English before she leaned down, again pressing her skin against Kitty’s as her mouth trailed down to one of Kitty’s breasts.
Kitty’s chest rose and fell rapidly, and her blush spread down from her cheeks to her breasts. She laughed breathily, her eyes roaming across Diana’s body like it was a national treasure. Diana was like a Greek sculpture come to life, chiseled and curved, a warrior and yet still a woman.
A woman with very soft, very warm lips that left lightning in their wake. She groaned, flopping her head back. Diana hadn’t even reached a nipple yet and Kitty felt like her skin was alive, and on fire.
She grinned at seeing that blush spread like that. Her mouth finally reached a nipple and her tongue flicked against it before she sucked at it. Her hand moved to caress Kitty’s other breast, her thumb brushing against that nipple. Diana was really getting into this, and she wanted to give Kitty as much as she possibly could.
When Kitty could think straight later, she’d have to make a joke about seeing Jesus. That was so good you made me see someone else’s god, good work!
Because it was kind of already like that and they’d just started. Her hips bucked and she strained, pushing her chest against Diana’s mouth and hand. “Diana….”
Smiling against Kitty’s breast, she sucked at her nipple a bit longer before she trailed her mouth to her other breast. Her other hand came up to caress the breast her mouth had just left while her other hand trailed down along Kitty’s side, taking in the feel of her skin. Diana’s eyes lifted to watch Kitty’s face.
A shudder ran through her, and she looked down her body to Diana, her breath catching in her throat and her face an expression of utter desire. She chewed on her lip, then whispered. “Don’t stop. Please.”
It was worth begging to Diana, she decided. Kitty couldn’t do anything else.
Oh she wouldn’t stop. There were times where Diana could be a tease, but this was definitely not one of those times. As such, while her mouth and one hand tended to Kitty’s breasts, her other hand trailed down over her hip and along her leg. She then trailed her hand back up Kitty’s leg to her swimsuit bottoms. Testing the waters, so to speak, she slipped her hand between Kitty’s legs and pressed her fingers up against her through the swimsuit. At the same time, she nipped at Kitty’s nipple lightly.
“Please...please please please…” It was like a mantra, Kitty squirming at Diana’s teasing and then letting out a low-pitched sound from deep in her throat, sort of like a verbal keysmash. Her body arched and her hips rocked against Diana’s hand and she laughed.
Smirking, Diana made quick work of getting those swimsuit bottoms off before she brought her hand back up between Kitty’s legs. She slid a finger along her clit, then slid it inside of her as her thumb then started to rub her clit. Diana then trailed her mouth back up to Kitty’s neck and flicked her tongue against her skin.
Laughter turned into a racey moan and Kitty pressed her head back into the pillow. It felt like electricity was crackling against her skin, and Diana was so hard under her fingers. She loved the feel of Diana on top of her, and she’d been very ready when Diana’s finger entered her.
“Oh god….”
At Kitty’s reaction, she added a second finger and started sliding them in and out of Kitty, her thumb rubbing against her clit and alternating in both harder and lighter pressure. Her mouth trailed up to Kitty’s ear where she murmured to her in Greek. And by the tone, it was probably something dirty.
Kitty had a mental keysmash go through her mind. She rolled her hips, gasping loudly as she tried to match Diana’s rhythm. The Greek was nearly enough to set her off and Kitty’s voice took on a higher and more urgent pitch. She wanted to hear Diana say things like that again, her focus between trying to figure out what she’d said, being incredibly turned on by the tone of voice, and being very close to the edge from what Diana was doing.
And like her namesake, she raked her nails down Diana’s back.
Loving the way Kitty responded, she moved her fingers faster. Diana also rubbed her body against Kitty’s a bit, causing more friction between them and she groaned into Kitty’s ear. She flicked her tongue against Kitty’s earlobe before trailing her lips along Kitty’s jawline.
The friction between them only made Kitty claw at her more, and her groaning more insistent and demanding. It wasn’t so much demand in words, but demanding sounds and needy writhing of her hips and legs. And she was demanding that Diana move faster and harder, to help her crest the wave that she was just on the edge of.
Diana moaned, arching as Kitty clawed at her. She moved her fingers faster and harder, wanting to drive Kitty over the edge. She kept rubbing her body against Kitty’s, keeping up the friction and full body contact between them.
“Diana…!” Kitty shuddered, moving her head and pressing her lips against Diana’s shoulder, and then biting down as her orgasm rolled through her. It wasn’t just the finger inside her, but the warmth and smoothness of Diana’s body against hers. The combination made for a powerful aphrodisiac and an even stronger climax.
She kept her fingers and body moving as Kitty orgasmed. Diana moaned as Kitty bit down on her shoulder, a shudder running through her body in response. She loved the reactions Kitty had and once Kitty’s orgasm had ended, Diana slowed her fingers to a stop. She stopped rubbing her body against Kitty’s, but still remained on top of her. “Mmm,” she said as she pressed a kiss behind Kitty’s ear before lifting her head to gaze at her.
Kitty looked at her with an adoring expression in her eyes, before she started to giggle. The fit ran through her for several seconds. Just when it seemed like she’d calm down she started giggling again.
Finally, she leaned up and kissed Diana. “You’re amazing. Can I keep you? I’d really like to keep you.”
She couldn’t help but grin at Kitty’s giggling. She kissed Kitty back. “You can keep me, yes. I have no wish to go anywhere else.” Which was the truth. She liked it right where she was. Kitty was adorable and she couldn’t help but be drawn to that.
Making a murmuring, pleased sound, Kitty suddenly locked her legs around Diana and tried to flip her over. She may or may not have the strength for it, but she was determined to return the favor sevenfold. Besides, if heaven was between a woman’s thighs? She was desperate to find out.
In this moment, Kitty succeeded in flipping them over. Of course, Diana slid her arms around Kitty which helped in flipping them. She grinned, sliding her hands along Kitty’s back, taking advantage of the change in position.
Kitty repeated that sound from just a moment ago, her eyes dancing across Diana’s face and torso. Then her fingers danced in gentle caresses along Diana’s collarbone, across her shoulders and then back down to her breasts. She squeezed.
“Meep meep.”
Diana gazed back at Kitty, shivering lightly and groaning softly at the caresses to her skin. Though when Kitty said those two words corresponding with her breasts being squeezed, she couldn’t help but to laugh a bit while simultaneously pressing into her hands.
Diana’s laughter was as beautiful as the rest of her. Kitty leaned down, giving her a kiss, and then replacing her fingers with her lips. Caressing Diana’s skin with her mouth, Kitty felt like she wanted to devour every inch of flesh.
She kissed Kitty back, then groaned as she felt Kitty’s mouth on her skin. She closed her eyes, pressing into her touch. As far as Diana was concerned, Kitty could devour every inch of her. She trailed her hands along Kitty’s back, simply drinking in the feel of her skin.
A few more licks, and then Kitty nipped at Diana’s breast before her mouth closed over a nipple. She gave herself a moment to savor the taste and texture, and moaned around it. Lifting her eyes, she locked them onto Diana’s and flicked her tongue out.
As for her hands, they lovingly stroked down Diana’s body, and across her thighs.
She groaned, a shiver running through her at the nips and the feel of Kitty’s hands stroking down her body. It was starting a fire beneath her skin, the warm sensation spreading out from wherever Kitty touched her. She trailed a hand up and tangled it into Kitty’s hair and held her head closer to her breast. As their eyes locked onto each other, a strong wave of desire rushed through her.
Hair was one of Kitty’s turn ons, and she groaned again. It was next to impossible to hold Diana’s gaze just then, but she tried, her eyes watering just a little bit.
Suddenly, with another moan and a rushed sort of need, Kitty slid her fingers across Diana, from one inner thigh to the other and back again, before she slipped them into Diana’s knickers. If she wasn’t trying to freak her out, she would have phased them off then and there.
When Kitty’s fingers slid inside of her knickers, Diana let out a louder moan. Her fingers twisted in Kitty’s hair and her mouth opened a bit in response. If Kitty would have phased her knickers off right then, she most likely would not have even noticed. She also muttered something in Greek which probably translated to ‘fuck.’
That sounded like ‘fuck’ to Kitty’s ears, and she felt a wave of emotion. Joy and lust and giddiness and some other things she didn’t have a word for. She’d forgotten what this was like. Not raw lust, but the passion that only came when there were strings attached.
Kitty thrived on strings, and floating on cloud nine she tugged Diana’s underwear down so she could further draw out those amazing sounds from the Amazon’s mouth. She might not know Greek, but she knew other languages. “(You’re beautiful),” she whispered, Japanese the first language to come to mind for her.
It came a surprise to Diana when she understood exactly what Kitty whispered to her. It probably shouldn’t have been considering she spoke many languages in her dreams, but she hadn’t exactly thought about that knowledge crossing over into this world. She had to smile, pulling Kitty flush against her own body.
“So are you,” she whispered back. She’d attempted to say it in Japanese, but her brain was so hazy from how turned on she was that it came out as an indecipherable mix of Greek and Japanese. She shifted her legs so that Kitty was firmly between them.
Kitty thought she might be falling in love. A crush was a form of love, and the attraction she’d felt from the start was another, sort, but she was in danger of falling head over heels for this beautiful and adorable woman. She looked up at her, smirked, and then started to kiss and nipple at her stomach, slowly inching downward with obvious intent.
Another shudder ran through Diana as it was obvious where Kitty’s mouth was headed. She moaned in anticipation, keeping one hand tangled in Kitty’s hair. She just hoped that Kitty would enjoy herself amongst those legs that went on forever.
They did go on forever, and Kitty got lost on a little detour, nibbling at Diana’s thighs and licking along her knee. She dragged her nails along the sensitive skin where Diana’s thigh met her pelvis, and then followed that with tongue and gentle nips. She took just a moment to savor the view, before she leaned in and flicked her tongue teasingly.
Diana groaned and shuddered as Kitty’s nails ran along that sensitive skin. That was followed by a louder groan when her tongue went there. Then it was bested by a moan and a roll of her hips when she felt that teasing flick of Kitty’s tongue. There was another ‘oh fuck’ groaned out in Greek. She was burning, and she definitely needed Kitty even more now.
“Oh fuck,” Kitty murmured, moving Diana’s legs over her shoulders and then burying her face between her legs. She loved the taste and the feel of this, and the sounds that Diana was making and the tensing and untensing of her muscles. For several long minutes she teased and flicked her tongue around, before she focused on Diana’s clit.
And it was only then that she started to ease a finger inside her. Kitty was feeling very giddy.
There were several moans as Kitty’s tongue flicked around. Diana’s back rose off the bed a couple times, her hips rolled down against Kitty’s mouth. There was also a bit of cursing as well. “Kitty,” she moaned out which then turned into a loud moan as her back arched as Kitty focused on her clit and began to ease a finger inside of her. She held Kitty’s head close to her, fingers tightening their hold of her hair. “Diana…” Kitty had to close her eyes, the visual of Diana too much to handle. At least she was worried she’d start flailing a bit and fail at what she was doing. Being terrible in bed with Diana was like a kind of nightmare scenario but Kitty was trying to bring her experience and imagination into making love to her. When Diana moved just so, Kitty changed what she was doing to encourage that, reading Diana’s body and responding in kind.
She had the idle thought that Diana could easily snap her neck with her thighs and what a way to go.
She moaned louder as Kitty responded to how her body was responding. This was driving her out of her mind. Another Greek expletive came out of her mouth. Diana was loving the way that Kitty was revving her up, and she wondered just how high she’d get before her orgasm hit her.
Again, Kitty thought. She wanted to hear that again. The language and the way Diana’s moans were like primal music. She pushed her to the edge, then pulled back. Kitty repeated that pattern, each time just a little closer than the last, until after the third or fourth time (she lost count), she wasn’t going to stop until she heard Diana scream.
Diana was almost out of her mind as Kitty pushed her to the edge and pulled her back. Each time her moans got louder, her body trembled, yearning for release. Then, finally, as Kitty kept pushing her to the edge and didn’t stop, Diana felt her orgasm build and build and then it hit her. She cried out, tugging on Kitty’s hair as her back arched off the bed. Her orgasm was intense, powerful and long.
The fingers in her hair hurt, but it was the kind of pain that was enjoyable, and Kitty moaned loudly against Diana’s skin. Luckily, there was no snapping of necks, and she propped herself up on her elbows to watch Diana come down from her orgasm. Her eyes were lit up and her grin was as bright as the sun. “Easy..that’s it…breath.”
It felt like the room was spinning as she laid there and tried to catch her breath. She released her hold of Kitty’s hair, letting her arm fall limply to the bed. Looking at Kitty, she smiled at her, taking a couple slow breaths. “That was...amazing,” she managed to say in English.
Nuzzling Diana’s thigh, Kitty’s grin somehow widened. She turned her head, nipped lightly, then shimmied up Diana’s body and kissed her deeply and lovingly. “I’m so glad. I was worried I’d suck.”
Smiling, Diana returned the kiss, humming softly into it. She pressed a hand to Kitty’s cheek, thumb rubbing against her cheekbone. “You were far from sucking.” Diana rubbed her nose against Kitty’s.
“Only the good sucking,” Kitty teased. She shifted, laying down on Diana like a blanket. She had no intention on leaving unless Diana kicked her out, and she didn’t think Diana was that kind of person. But then she’d never expected to sleep with her (hoped, wished, wanted, never expected). This was uncharted territory.
Kitty was pretty good at leaping off the deep end, though. “You’re amazing. I’m probably repeating myself but it’s true.”
Diana had no intention on kicking Kitty out. She definitely wasn’t that kind of person. Sometimes, she did enjoy the snuggling after sex more than actual sex, but she was just a physical type of person. She hoped Kitty didn’t mind that.
As Kitty laid over her, Diana slid her arms around her back, lightly rubbing her back. “So are you, Kitty. I did not expect to meet someone like you, but I am more than glad we crossed paths.”
“Mm. I’m not one to believe in fate, but things do happen for a reason.” Kitty just hoped her good fortune and happiness was less fleeting than usual. Or that this didn’t mean that something really terrible was coming. She buried her face in Diana’s neck, trying to banish those thoughts.
“Indeed they do,” she agreed with a smile. She smoothed Kitty’s hair and pressed a couple kisses to her shoulder. “Would you like to spend the night, and come morning I can cook breakfast?”
“I’d love that,” Kitty whispered, mouth moving against Diana’s skin. She seemed to relax,almost melting into Diana’s body. Whatever would come would come, and she’d just have to trust that it wouldn’t all be taken away too soon.
“Perfect,” she responded, loving this moment. Diana had no intention of going anywhere. She’d come here for new experiences and to see more of the world, and she’d found so much more. Diana was also convinced that Kitty was going to fall asleep right then and there on top of her, and she was perfectly okay with that.