END of Themyscira Arc. No cliffhanger. Smut warning!!! The next arc will be Powergirl/Kryptonian arc. I'll take a week off.
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The last seal settled into place.
John stepped back from the Doom's Doorway and let out a slow breath he felt all the way down to his bones. The slab of obsidian-black stone no longer bled heat or whispers. The cracks were gone, and the original seal was restored without any tampering. He even added magic traps around the seal so that if someone tried to break in or break out, the seal would activate and would either kill or gravely injure the fiddler.
All in all, the job was done.
John turned and walked toward the stairs carved into the cavern wall. With every step upward, the air grew lighter... Cooler and less heavy with ancient malice. By the time he emerged into the open air, sunlight hit his face so suddenly that he had to squint.
He rolled his shoulders and stretched. One month underground felt like a year.
"Haaa..." He took a deep breath. "Fresh air and peace..."
He flew up onto the more open area and saw her.
Harley was sprawled across a massive sun-warmed boulder near the entrance, lying on her stomach with her chin propped in her hands. Her boots kicked lazily behind her, back and forth, like a bored kid waiting outside a principal's office.
She noticed him at the same instant he noticed her.
Her eyes went wide.
"JOHNNY!"
She was airborne before he could say a word.
Harley slammed into him at full speed, arms wrapping around his neck, legs locking around his waist. The impact would have flattened a normal man. John barely rocked back a step before instinctively catching her.
She squeezed him like she was afraid he might vanish again.
"You are not allowed to do that again," she said into his shoulder, voice muffled and very serious for once. "One whole stupid month. One. Do you know how long that is in Harley Time? That is, like, a decade. Look at me... I think I've got wrinkles. Maureen paid a visit last night and she also looked very lonely."
John laughed, the tension draining out of him all at once. He wrapped his arms around her and held her just as tight. "I was a little busy keeping reality from collapsing."
"Yeah, yeah, hero stuff," Harley muttered. "You coulda popped up for five minutes. Maybe send lightning text or a smoke signal. Something."
She pulled back just enough to look at his face, then immediately leaned in and kissed him. Their mouths met with a fierce urgency, lips crashing together in a hungry, desperate kiss. Harley's tongue plunged into John's mouth, tangling with his own in a wild, unrestrained dance. She nipped at his bottom lip, drawing a gasp from him as she deepened the kiss even further.
John's hands roamed over her back, squeezing the curves of her waist and hips as he pulled her flush against him. He could feel the heat of her body, the rapid beat of her heart against his chest. His own pulse raced in time with hers, desire coursing through his veins like liquid fire.
Harley broke the kiss for just a moment, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "God, I've missed you," she whispered, her eyes filled with emotion. He could see her tears. She was really happy. "Why do you look blurry?" She blinked a couple of times. "I swear, I ain't cryin'. It's just... Something got into my eyes."
John's response was another searing kiss, his tongue delving deep into her mouth as he devoured her. He could taste the salt of her tears, the sweetness of her lips, the tang of her desire. It was intoxicating, addictive, and he knew he'd never get enough of her.
Their bodies pressed together, a tangle of limbs and heat. John's hands slid down to cup Harley's ass, squeezing the firm flesh as he ground himself against her. "I'm gonna fuck you here and now."
"Promise to bang me hard?" She nudged her pelvis forward, rubbing her clothed mound against the bulge in his suit.
"Promise..." John replied before kissing her again.
After a moment, they took off their suit and Harley instantly went on top of him.
Her pussy was already wet. After one whole month of no sex, she was raging to jump on her man's dick. She grabbed his cock and slowly lowered herself onto him, her slick folds enveloping his throbbing shaft inch by delicious inch. John groaned, his head falling back as she took him deep. Harley's eyes fluttered shut, her mouth parting in a silent moan as she savored the feeling of being filled.
She began to rock her hips, fast and hard.
John grabbed her boobs and squeezed them as she rode him like there was no tomorrow.
Her nipples hardened against his palms, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his core. John thrust up to meet her, his cock pounding into her clenching heat. Harley's pussy gushed around him, slick and eager, urging him on.
She leaned down, her breasts swaying with each bounce, and captured his mouth in a fierce kiss. Tongues tangled, breaths mingled, as they rode the wave of passion together.
John's hands slid down Harley's back to grasp her ass, fingers digging into the firm globes as he pulled her down harder onto his cock. She cried out into his mouth, the sound muffled but full of desperate need.
Breaking the kiss, Harley looked down at John with wild, lust-glazed eyes. "You feel so good inside me," she panted, her hips snapping forward with renewed intensity. "I missed you so much..."
John grabbed the back of her head and pulled her into a kiss before flipping her over. He went on top, pinned her arms above her head and began to fuck her hard and fast, his hips slamming into hers with a rhythmic intensity that sent shockwaves of pleasure rippling through their joined bodies. Harley's legs wrapped around his waist, ankles locking at the small of his back as she arched up to meet each powerful thrust.
John's cock pistoned in and out of Harley's soaked pussy, the velvety heat of her enveloping him like a vice. He could feel her walls fluttering around him, clenching and unclenching in time with his strokes. The sensation was overwhelming, driving him closer to the edge with every passing second.
"Fuck, you're so tight," John groaned, his voice strained with effort.
"Fuck! Cumming" Harley's hips trembled. Her body shook with the force of her orgasm, waves of ecstasy crashing over her as John's cock continued to pound into her. The sensation was almost too much to bear, her climax intensifying with each powerful thrust.
John felt Harley's pussy clench around him, her inner muscles rippling and milking his shaft. It was the ultimate trigger, sending him hurtling over the edge into his own release.
"Ready for creampie, love?" He asked before leaving her hands.
Harley took his hands and placed them over her throat. "Choke me while cumming."
John's eyes darkened with lust at her request. He wrapped his hands around her throat, applying just enough pressure to make her gasp. The vulnerability of the act only heightened his desire, his cock throbbing inside her as he continued to fuck her with relentless intensity.
Harley's head lolled back, her chest heaving with each ragged breath as John choked her gently. The added sensation of his hands on her neck sent her spiraling into another orgasm, her pussy clenching around his cock in rhythmic pulses.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful when you cum," John panted, his own release building. He tightened his grip on her throat, just enough to make her moan around the pressure.
With a final, powerful thrust, John buried himself to the hilt inside Harley's spasming pussy. His cock jerked, spilling his hot seed deep within her as he rode out the waves of his climax.
Harley's eyes rolled back, her body shaking in pleasure. She could feel John's cum filling her, the warmth seeping into her pussy as he continued to pump his seed into her.
As they both slowly came down from their high, John released his hold on Harley's throat and kissed her again.
Then he pressed his forehead against hers, their panting breaths mingling as they savored the afterglow. Harley's pussy still fluttered around John's cock, milking the last drops of his cum from his shaft.
After a moment, John reluctantly pulled out of her, his seed trickling out of her well-fucked pussy. Harley let out a contented sigh as he slid out, her body feeling pleasantly sore and used.
John gathered Harley into his arms, cradling her against his chest as they lay there. They stayed like that for a while, just enjoying the closeness and the warmth of each other's bodies.
Finally, John spoke up. "That was incredible, Harley. I've missed this so much."
Harley nuzzled her face into his neck, inhaling the scent of his skin. "Me too, John. Me too." She let out a happy sigh, feeling completely content and fulfilled in his arms.
John stroked her hair, his fingers tangling in the soft strands.
"So, what now? Diana became the new Queen, your divine milf is all free of her duty, and they even announced the marriage news to the world. FYI, you'd better put a ring on Maureen and my finger before the former queen," Harley said with one of her rare serious expressions. "Me first thought."
"That's the plan," He replied with a nod.
They lay there for another few minutes before they dressed up and flew toward the main palace.
"It's time to say goodbye and go home," John said as he increased his speed.
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[Main Palace]
John, Harley, and Hippolyta stood at the wide terrace overlooking the sea.
Diana approached them from the inner halls, wearing light armor. She looked tired, but steady. The kind of tired that came after choosing a hard path instead of running from it.
John stepped forward first.
"Congratulations," he said, sincere and relaxed. "You did exactly what I hoped you would, even back when I was pissed and yelling at you."
Diana smiled faintly. "Anger can be honest sometimes."
He nodded. "That it can."
For a moment, it looked like she might say something more. A question, maybe several. John waited, patient. Whatever she wanted to ask, he was ready to answer.
Instead, Diana shook her head.
"No," she said quietly. "There is nothing I need to ask anymore."
John raised an eyebrow.
She met his eyes. "You saved Themyscira. My sisters are alive because of you. You saved my mother, defeated Ares, and sealed the Doorway. That matters more than answers."
She stepped closer and extended her hand.
"Thank you."
John took it. Their grip was firm and respectful, warrior to warrior.
"You are welcome," he said. "Take care of your people."
"I will," Diana replied. "And I hope one day, I can repay the favor."
Harley leaned in from the side, resting her chin on John's shoulder. "If repayment involves snacks or punching bad guys, we accept both."
Diana smiled.
Then she turned to Hippolyta.
The air shifted.
Mother and daughter stood facing each other, close enough that their foreheads nearly touched. For a long moment, neither spoke.
Hippolyta reached up and adjusted a loose strand of Diana's hair, the same way she had when Diana was a child.
"You did well," Hippolyta said softly.
Diana replied. "I learned from the best."
They embraced. It was not regal. It was a mother holding her daughter and a daughter holding the weight of a crown.
When they pulled apart, Hippolyta rested her hands on Diana's shoulders one last time.
"Themyscira is yours now," she said. "Guide it somewhere better than I ever could."
Diana nodded, eyes bright. "I will do my best."
That was enough.
Hippolyta turned away before emotion could slow her steps. Harley wiped at her eyes dramatically with the back of her glove.
"Wow," Harley sniffed. "Okay. I did not sign up for feelings today."
John smirked and wrapped an arm around her. "You cry every time."
"That is not true," she said. "I only cry when things are sad, happy, meaningful, romantic, or involve moms."
They rose into the air moments later, three figures lifting from the palace terrace and turning toward the horizon.
Themyscira grew smaller behind them, its white cliffs and rebuilt towers glowing under the setting sun. Diana stood watching from the balcony until they vanished from sight.
The flight to Kahndaq was quiet at first.
The kind of quiet that comes after something big finally ends.
Hippolyta flew slightly ahead. Harley flew close to John.
"So," Harley said eventually, breaking the silence. "Home sweet home. Back to deserts, politics, and people trying to assassinate you before breakfast."
John laughed. "You make it sound charming."
"Oh, it is," she replied. "Way better than spooky demon doors. Plus, Maureen's there. And I owe her a very big welcome back hug."
Hippolyta glanced back at them, a small smile touching her lips.
Harley flew closer to Hippolyta. "So, how does it feel to be free of all duties?"
Hippolyta exhaled, a long breath she did not realize she had been holding for centuries. "Strange," she admitted. "Lighter. As if I set something down and only now noticed how heavy it was."
Harley nodded seriously. "Yeah. That tracks. I felt that way after quitting therapy, shooting Mr. J in the ass, and blowing up my Mr J's stash house. Very freeing."
John snorted. "Those are not the same."
"They absolutely are," Harley said. "One is emotional baggage. The other is literal baggage. Boom. Growth."
Hippolyta laughed, a quiet sound carried away by the wind. "If freedom always sounds like this, I think I will enjoy it."
Below them, the desert shifted from gold to deep amber as the sun dipped lower. Kahndaq's barrier shimmered ahead, recognizing John instantly and opening without resistance.
They were home.
On a high rooftop near the palace, Maureen stood with her coat fluttering behind her. She felt the barrier ripple before she saw them. When she did, her eyes widened and she smiled. 'He's finally home.'
John vanished midair and reappeared in front of her in a blink.
She barely had time to say his name before he pulled her into a tight hug. "I'm home," he said simply.
Maureen held him just as tightly.
Harley landed beside them half a second later and wrapped both of them up in a dramatic group hug. "Family pile!" she declared. "Nobody move. I waited a month for this."
Maureen laughed and hugged her back. "You were guarding the door like a gargoyle."
"Damn right," Harley said proudly. "Best gargoyle. Ten outta ten. Would guard again."
Hippolyta descended last, boots touching the rooftop.
The trio looked at her.
Maureen left the hug and walked to her. "Let's go in. I've prepared your room and then we are going shopping. You ain't walking around in that armor."
They went in.
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