The first raindrops fell from the blackened sky, cool against William's skin, cleansing the air thick with the scent of battle and burning debris. The city, scarred from the recent conflict, seemed to sigh in relief as the downpour intensified, washing away the remnants of destruction. William tilted his head back slightly, letting the water trickle down his face before exhaling deeply. The fight was over. For now.
Without a word, he ascended, his powerful frame cutting through the misty air as he flew toward the damaged base.
A massive, gaping hole in the roof welcomed him like an open wound in the building's structure, offering an effortless entry.
Landing soundlessly in the dimly lit hallway, the scent of dust and scorched metal greeted him, mingling with the faint aroma of old paper and something sickly sweet, perhaps blood or chemical residue from whatever experiments had once taken place here.
Then, suddenly—"YAP, YAP!"A high-pitched bark echoed through the corridor, followed by an unexpected blur of black and gold hurtling toward him.
William's sharp reflexes kicked in, and with a fluid motion, he extended his arms.
One hand caught the wriggling black puppy mid-air, its tiny paws paddling in excitement, while his other hand grasped something, or rather, someone, else.
"Woooah!"A frantic, high-pitched squeal accompanied the unexpected weight crashing into his grasp. The blonde-haired woman, her twin pigtails whipping around like tassels, clung to him as if the ground beneath her had vanished. Her bright blue eyes were wide, pupils dilated with the adrenaline rush, and for a brief moment, her world spun like a carnival ride gone off the rails.
Harley Quinn, former psychiatrist turned agent of chaos, felt her breath hitch. Her heart pounded against her ribs, not from fear, but from the realization of how they had landed.
Strong arms held her effortlessly, one at her back and the other beneath her knees in a classic bridal carry.
The rainwater that had dampened William's skin now trickled down her own, mingling with the heat creeping up her face. She swore, for just a moment, that she saw golden sparkles around his chiseled jawline, like some fantasy knight rescuing a damsel in distress.
Her already wild imagination went into overdrive.
"Are you okay, Milady?" she imagined him saying, voice dripping with knightly charm as he gazed down at her with those sharp, piercing eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Then reality crashed back down, shattering the illusion.
Blinking rapidly, Harley realized she was practically draped over William like a swooning noblewoman from an old romance novel.
The absurdity of it all hit her at once, and in true Harley fashion, she turned about fifty shades of flustered, her ears burning crimson as she scrambled to right herself.
"Uh, y'know, I coulda landed on my own, but hey, a girl ain't complainin' when she gets a VIP rescue package," she quipped, trying to mask her embarrassment with humor.
The puppy, still nestled securely in William's hand, yipped excitedly, wagging its tiny tail.
William merely arched a brow, clearly unimpressed with her theatrics. "You were falling." "Details, details," she waved off, though she still refused to meet his gaze, afraid he might catch onto how much the moment had actually rattled her.
The puppy barked again, interrupting the awkward silence.
Harley, seizing the distraction, gasped dramatically. "Oh, puddin'! You caught my precious lil' baby too!
Ain't you just the sweetest thing?" She reached out, taking the wriggling pup from his grasp and cuddling it against her chest like a prized treasure. "Did ya see how he swooped in, Ekon? Like a hero straight outta them old black-and-white flicks!
"William exhaled sharply, shaking his head. He had far bigger concerns than Harley's theatrics, but somehow, the chaotic woman always found a way to make the aftermath of battle feel... less heavy.
Still, the heat lingering in her cheeks told her one thing, Maybe, just maybe, she'd remember this little moment longer than she cared to admit.
Ekon, snuggled comfortably between Harley's breasts, let out a soft, contented snore. His tiny paws twitched slightly, and the sight was so absurdly innocent that William found himself momentarily distracted.
A faint blush crept up his face before he could stop it.Harley noticed.A slow, devious grin spread across her face like a cat that just cornered a mouse. Swaying her hips dramatically, she sauntered toward him, her blue eyes gleaming with playful mischief.
"Ohoho, what's this?" she teased, her voice thick with amusement.
"Big, bad space warrior gets all flustered 'cause my lil' baby found himself a prime-time snooze spot?"Before William could reply, she latched onto his arm, pressing her chest against him just enough to remind him of exactly what he was dealing with. Her scent, sweet, but with that faint edge of gunpowder and mischief, filled his senses, making the situation even harder to ignore.
"You know," she purred, tilting her head up at him, "it gets real cold here at night.
"William forced himself to remain neutral. "Does it now?
"She smirked. "Mhm. It does… Now come with me, this Harley needs a nap!
"With a playful tug, she pulled him toward the bed.
Ekon was carefully placed in a small dog bed at the foot of the mattress, curling up with a tiny sigh. Meanwhile, Harley unzipped her red-and-black jumpsuit, peeling it down her shoulders with deliberate slowness.
She leaned forward onto the bed, letting the fabric slip further, exposing soft, pale skin and just enough cleavage to make her intentions crystal clear.
"Help me outta this, will ya?" she teased, wiggling her hips slightly, fully expecting him to take the bait.She was sure she had him.Harley Quinn didn't expect to lose.
But just as she anticipated the sound of approaching footsteps, she heard something else—
"WENG!"
The air shimmered as William reached into the void, and before Harley could even blink, his voice cut through the charged atmosphere.
"Hey, Phage, give us some privacy and go check on Myrina if you don't mind."Harley froze.Her sultry expression flickered into confusion.
"…Uh, the hell's a Phage?"
Then, before she could fully process what was happening, her gaze snapped toward William's suit, except it wasn't just a suit.
The black and red material peeled away from his body, slithering like it was alive. The sight sent an involuntary shiver up her spine.She barely had time to react before the biomass coiled together and ripped itself open into a swirling black portal.
Harley scrambled back onto the bed, her half-unzipped jumpsuit forgotten.
"WHAT THE F— William, honey, I ain't no scientist, but that ain't normal!
"William, as calm as ever, barely reacted. "Relax. It's just Phage." "Just Phage?! Bill, your shirt just quit its job and opened a freakin' wormhole!
"But before she could launch into a full-blown freak-out, the portal pulled the writhing biomass inside and sealed shut, vanishing from sight.
Harley blinked. "Excuse me?"
Meanwhile, inside System Space, Phage found itself floating in an endless, ethereal void. Glowing blue data streams pulsed like living veins across a realm that defied physics, stretching into infinity.
It was a space outside of time, beyond matter, purely digital, yet deeply connected to the essence of reality itself.
And for the first time, Phage felt something foreign. Something powerful.A screen materialized in the darkness.
[System Message - Phage has been granted minor Admin rights within the System Space, allowing access to all things within it not designated as private by the User: William.]
A pulse of energy surged through its amorphous form.
Phage shuddered.
Another message flashed:[System Message - Due to your newfound connection to the System Space, you no longer require a host to draw energy. "Host has permitted you as long as you maintain allegiance to the host."]
Something within changed.
The biomass writhed, its very nature bending and twisting as new possibilities unfolded. No longer bound by its old limitations, it began to evolve.
Limbs formed, five at first, long and eerily graceful. Dark amethyst flesh solidified over its shape, smooth and striking. A black, intricately laced dress wrapped around the newly formed body, flowing like liquid shadow.Phage had transformed.
Back in the real world, Harley Quinn was not okay.The room was quiet, save for the soft sound of Harley's breath catching in her throat.
She could feel the weight of the moment pressing in on her, the space between them growing charged with something electric. The air itself seemed to hum with tension as she found herself unable to look away from William's gaze, dark and intense.
He was so calm, so collected in the face of her desperation, and yet his touch, oh, his touch was everything but that.
Every caress of his fingers against her skin sent a shiver down her spine, his fingertips tracing the outline of her curves with an almost deliberate slowness. Each movement was punctuated with soft arcs of electricity that crackled faintly in the air between them, teasing and tantalizing, like a promise of something more.Harley huffed, panting softly, her breath coming faster, her pulse quickening under his touch.
"Stop teasing me, William," she demanded, her voice laced with frustration, but also something deeper, a need, a craving she couldn't quite put into words.William smirked, his gaze shifting downward, taking in the sight of her, feeling her heat, her tension.
He could see it in her eyes, the way the predatory gleam had softened, replaced by something more vulnerable, more human.
"Do you think you're in charge here?" he asked, his voice low, almost a whisper, but it was laced with that same quiet power that always seemed to surround him. His hand moved, slow and purposeful, and with a gentle, but firm motion, he pressed her face into him.
The heat from his body was undeniable, overwhelming, and Harley felt her breath catch again, caught between a mix of defiance and desire.
Her body trembled as she tried to keep her cool, but it was slipping, each breath a little shakier than the last.
"I'll get you back for this, you know," she threatened, her words dripping with both annoyance and allure. But even as she spoke, her hands moved without hesitation, her fingers pulling at the waistband of his underwear, exposing him to her in a way that made her heart race.
Her lips parted, her breath shaky as she took in the sight of him, the pulsing heat radiating from him. She leaned in, her lips brushing against the sensitive skin, testing, teasing, before she finally pressed a soft kiss to the head of his shaft.
The taste of him was intoxicating, and she couldn't help but feel the urge to satisfy this hunger that had been building for so long.
She kissed him again, this time moving lower, her lips and tongue trailing along his length, savoring the sensation, feeling the heat of him against her. Each movement, each flick of her tongue was deliberate, teasing, like she was marking the space between them, trying to claim him in a way that only she could.
William let out a soft exhale, the sound barely audible, but it was enough to make her smile against him. He was holding back, she could tell, resisting the pull of the moment, the overwhelming connection between them. But it wasn't enough to stop her.
Harley pulled back for a moment, breathless, eyes meeting his with an almost mischievous glint. She saw the way he was looking at her, and it was enough to make her heart flutter. With a final, determined breath, she moved again, taking him fully into her mouth, her body trembling as she tried to adjust to the feeling of him, the intensity of the connection between them.
The sounds that filled the room were soft, rhythmic, but they echoed with the promise of something deeper, something more. Harley's movements were fluid, slow at first, but gaining confidence with each passing second. She could feel him pulsing against her, the heat between them growing unbearable, and her own body responded in kind, the tension within her building in tandem with the pressure between them.
But even as she lost herself in the sensation, a part of her was still aware of the way William was holding himself back, the way he was watching her, as if he were waiting for the right moment. There was something in the way he held her, his hands gentle but firm, guiding her with the quiet intensity he always carried.
Finally, when she could no longer stand the distance between them, she pulled away, her chest heaving with ragged breaths, her lips swollen and glistening. She looked up at him, her eyes searching his, and in that moment, they both understood. No more teasing. No more games."Now, William," she whispered, her voice husky with need, with want. "No more holding back."He didn't say a word. Instead, he leaned down, capturing her lips in a kiss that was everything they had been building toward, the fire, the hunger, the need to finally bridge the gap that had always existed between them.
Their bodies moved together, the chemistry between them undeniable, until there was no space left to fill, no distance between them that could hold them back. They were caught in each other's orbit, a perfect storm of desire, tension, and something deeper, something that neither of them had expected but both had craved for far too long.
With a dominating presence, he pressed her face back down into the bed and stood over her like an overlord looking to claim himself a helpless virgin as he gazed at Harley's pink and mist-filled flower and licked his lips as began to lightly lick its petals.
"AHHH!" She moaned from the simple first touch and mist sprayed from her flower onto William's face causing her face to turn red to her ears once again however this time there was no reprieve, "AHHH, AHHH!" Harley's tongue left her mouth out of sheer pleasure as William continued to assault her depths with his tongue. [Outside the room]Raven and Zatanna were each posted by the door with their ears pressed against it as they heard this noise, and their faces flushed simultaneously, they were completely unaware of the female kryptonian approaching from behind, "what are you two doing?" Power-girl asked having recovered from the fight with the help of Batman's solar tech.
Raven and Zatanna are stunned but seeing it's just Kara they sigh in relief."Come here Kara listen to this!" Zatanna gestured for the lady kryptonian to approach, and she did so albeit reluctantly.
She didn't even manage to get her ear to the door when her hearing picked up on a sudden scream coming from the room causing Power-girl to begin taking action and dash through the door to confront the problem, "BANG!" the door opened and slammed into the wall."HAH!" Power-girl froze in place as in front of her William was behind Harley with his dragon deep inside her soaked flower as the two looked at the woman who barged inside the room and interrupted them.
Harley was mid orgasm face and the sudden interruption did nothing to change that and William had just put it inside of Harley for the first time and was marveling at how soft and warm she felt as her flower massaged the length of his dragon."What are you doing? What... Kara?" William's face flushed as he felt the predatory gaze of two more women from the open door and looked over to see two raven-haired beauties leering at his dragon as it sank into Harley and had a sudden bad premonition.
He wasn't getting any sleep tonight...