Save Me...Not [Tag Damon Kent]

[superman]

Damon had begun to think that Sephora was just going to stand there and glare at him some more with her hip out and foot tapping almost like was considering the quickest and most painful way to kill him. Then Damon watched her disappear from his view, then he felt her very slight but noticeable to him weight be applied to his back, basically it was heavy enough for him to know he had a person on his back but she was by no stretch of the imagination heavy in anyway. Even if he hadn’t have been a superhero he could have lifted her. When she spoke he couldn’t help but smirk he hadn’t thought of the fact people would see her ass from up her dress from that position.

“I guarantee the speed I will move no one will see anything.” He said “however if your intent on showing someone you could always show me?” the last comment had been a joke but he wouldn’t have said no for a chance to date her at least.

[sephora]

Sephora heard what Superboy said and smiled a little as it sounded like he tried to comfort her. It was really sweet of him to do so despite how it was mostly her fault that she was wearing the damn dress. Sure, her friends had invited her out to go clubbing, but she didn't have to say yes and she didn't have to wear the damn dress. She could have said no and stayed in, or she could have worn something different. Plus, because of this dress(so she assumed...) she was almost mugged and goodness knows what else inside of an alley way. Even though she did get to meet Superboy and he did get to save her, which was a plus in Sephoar's mind. She did love it when Superboy saved her. It made her feel special, but alas wearing the dress was her fault and here Superboy was trying to make her feel better and comfort her...or so she thought.

Sephora frowned gently when Superboy said," However, if you're intent on showing someone, you could always show me?" The young, petite woman let go of his neck a moment and hit him upside the head and rolled her eyes. "Bad, Superboy. You know damn good and well that I'd show you anything you wanted on command," she teased, giggling a little. Sure, ti was true, but Superboy didn't know that and that was good. She didn't want Superboy to think that she was a whore because, well, she wasn't. Sure, she would definitely be for him, but she wasn't about to tell him that, especially since their families were the best of friends from back in the day and Sephora didn't need Clark approaching his father and telling him that his daughter said that she wanted to bang Superboy into the next dimension.

[superman]

Damon felt her soft hand hit the back of his head, even though it didn’t hurt him he gave a fake wince for her, he always did when they where like this, it was the one thing that he liked about having to save her, he got to see her more. Not that he wanted to put her in danger any time soon but at the same time he enjoyed saving the beautiful young woman.
"Bad, Superboy. You know damn good and well that I'd show you anything you wanted on command," she teased,

And that one sentence had turned Damon’s mind to mush, he knew that she was only joking but just the way that she had said it suggested that there had been more within her words than a teasing comment that meant nothing. However he got the feeling that she might not have been completely joking.

“Don’t joke.” He told her “your dress would be off in seconds,”

[sephora]

Sephora couldn't help but smile when Superboy flinched after she hit the back of his head. She knew that she didn't really hurt the son of the Man of Steel, but still. It was sweet of him to pretend like what she had done to him had hurt. Sure, there was no way that it had actually hurt, but she was quite alright with that. After all, Superboy and her were friends and why wouldn't he be sweet to her? Save for the fact that she was a reporter...and that he may have only been forced to because they knew each other's parents..and because she was always getting herself in to trouble and making it so he had to come and save her. The more Sephora thought about it, the more down she became on herself. She began to tell herself that Superboy would never think of her as anything more than a friend or a nuisance... That is, until she heard Superboy's comment towards her teasing response.

Sephora was truly stunned when she heard Superboy tell her not to joke because her dress would be off in seconds. She blinked a moment from her place on his back and then leaned forward, resting her chin on his shoulder. She gazed at him out of the corner of her eye before she tucked some of her hair behind her ear. "Really?" She asked him before biting down on her bottom lip, thinking somewhat. "What...what if I wanted you to take off my dress in seconds?" She asked him quietly and innocently, her chin still resting against his shoulders. She wondered what response she would warrant from the young man in front of her, whom she was currently being held up by. The man who was supposed to take her back to her apartment. The man who she had been crushing on for years and years.

[superman]

Damon was surprised at her response, he was so surprised that he had nearly dropped her, he had not been use to her talking like this, there had been a little bit of flirting now and again he could remember, however now this seemed different, that she was being completely serious, not that he would turn her down if she offered him sex, it was just a surprise that she was going to act like this, not that he wanted her to stop, at the same time he saw this as dangerous she could be used against him which was something that he didn’t want.

“I would.” He said “if you wanted me to I would carry you home and do extremely naughty things to you, miss Olsen,”

(it's crappy but better than nothin)

[sephora]

Sephora waited rather impatiently for Superboy's response to her rather forward and blunt comment about her wanting him to take her dress of in seconds. She hoped that he didn't think ill of her. She really hoped he didn't think she was easy, or any of the names that came with that reputation. Sephora was anything but easy. She was just a party girl reporter who had the biggest crush in the world on Superboy, the son of her dad's best friends Clark Kent and Lois Lane(Kent now...). She was different. She was random. She was sweet. She was crazy. She was Sephora and she had always been this way, but never in her life had she ever been so forward with Superboy in her life. She didn't want him to think negatively of her, especially because she didn't know how to keep her mouth shut.

Of course when Superboy responded with that he would have her clothes off in seconds if she wanted him to. He then proceeded to say that if she wanted him to, he would carry her home and do extremely naughty things to her. Sephora felt a shiver run down her spine at his words and bit down on her bottom lip. "Would you think ill of me if I told you I wanted you to carry me home and do naughty things to me?" she asked him quietly, wanting to know how he would feel about her. She still had her chin resting against his shoulder, despite how he had almost dropped her earlier on after she told him that she wanted him to have her dress off of her in seconds. In truth she wanted to tell him that they didn't even have to go back to her apartment. He could just rip off her clothes and push her against the brick wall if he so desired, but she figured that would probably make her look easy.

[superman]

"Would you think ill of me if I told you I wanted you to carry me home and do naughty things to me?" she asked him, Damon again stopped at this, he doubted that he would think ill of her, it would surprise him, as she had never really shown that intention before, however it didn’t mean that he would freak out and leave her in the alleyway. After all he had always looked after her in her life, he couldn’t think of a time that he hadn’t that he had known her anyway, before that admittedly he had not.

“no,” he told her truthfully “I want to do naughty things to you, I just thought you wouldn’t want to if you want I will fly you home and do them right now.”

[sephora]

Sephora wondered if Superboy would think terribly of her and waited for his response to her question. She had hoped that he didn't, but if he would, she would, of course, retract her statement in some way. She would try and laugh it off and say that she was joking and how fantastic of an actress she was, despite how she was a terrible actress and if anyone knew it, Superboy did. Sephora could never hide what she was truly feeling, even when interviewing people. If she disagreed with something that they said, they knew it by the expression on her face and the look in her eyes. She definitely wasn't the type of girl to have a poker face, at any rate. You'd be able to tell what she was thinking just by looking at her, which she knew Superboy could do.

When Superboy said that he wouldn't think ill of her, she looked at him, her head moving someone on his shoulder as she looked at him. Briefly, she gazed upon his face as he told her that he wanted to do naughty things to her and that he thought she wouldn't want to, but if she did want to, he would fly her home and do them to her now. Sephora's brain froze. She wouldn't mind that at all, in fact, she'd welcome it, but she wasn't sure if it was something that Superboy wanted to do. "I'd love it if you did that, Superboy...but...you have to patrol and take care of the city. I can't take you away from that. Besides...it's more important than I am. Plus, I don't think you really want to do it anyway,"

[/b] she confessed, blushing lightly before she looked away from him, her head laying on his shoulder. "Don't take this as any sort of rejection, S.B. I would let you do all those things in your head to me in a heartbeat, but...only when you want to and only when you're not supposed to be saving the city..."[/size][/blockquote]

[superman]

Damon was surprised by this young woman again, she had never really made it clear that she had felt this way before now, it was strange to him and something that he hadn’t been expecting in the slightest. After all he had been friends with Sephora of course but nothing like this, there had never been the fact that she had wanted him to take her away and do naughty things to her, not that he would turn her down, however at the same time he didn’t want to ruin their friendship of sorts which this would surely do.

“If you want to,” he told her evenly “the ball is in your court miss Olsen I will only do what you feel comfortable with.” Damon sighed when she mentioned patrolling, that was true he did have to work but at the same time he could always call his dad and lie to get out of it. “How about I take you home and come back later? I fear if I don’t act on this now I never will.”

[sephora]

Sephora waited patiently for Superboy to respond to her words. Yes, she wanted Superboy to do horrible, fantastic, dirty things to her, but she wasn't about to attempt to seduce him into doing something that he didn't want to do. After all, he was Superboy, son of Superman and Lois Lane. The best friends of her father and as such, Superboy had pretty much always been around Sephora. She had always been protected by her father, by his friends, and by her best friend and crush. She thinks after he continued to save her and protect her that at some point she fell in love with him. Not that anyone would blame her, of course. He's Superboy, after all. What woman wouldn't love Superboy? What woman wouldn't want him? What woman wouldn't confess their love to him just so he could always save her and protect her? Sadly, Sephora hadn't been ready to admit that. Sure, she felt all those things, but she wasn't about to confess that she was madly in love with him. It wasn't how she rolled.

When Sephora heard Superboy say that it was up to her and that he would only do whatever she felt comfortable with. She paused. "I'm comfortable with anything and everything, Superboy. It's you that I'm worried about... And don't try and act all macho with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about." She heard Damon's sigh and raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was sighing about before he asked if he took her home and then came back later. He said that he felt that if he didn't act on it now that he never would. She nodded her head. "Sure, Superboy, sounds good to me,"

[/b] she said with a smile as she rested her head back on his shoulder and sighed a bit. She was glad that he would be coming back to her, so long as he wanted to anyway. She didn't want him to go and do something that he didn't want to do.[/size][/blockquote]

[superman]

Damon was confused by this woman, he wasn’t sure if it was in a good way either, after all even though they were friends at the same time there was the chance of them being more than friends. Not that he would ever force anything on her but at the same time there had been nothing to suggest that there was ever going to be anything ever happening with them, not that he was bothered either way but at the same time he had hoped that there would be something happening between them, he had just doubted it because he was so damn noble himself.

“Ok,” he said before flying her back to her place, where he had dropped her off so many times before, “I’ll be back soon.” Then he took a quick sweep of the city and could see that everything was ok, “ok now my patrol is done.”

[sephora]

Sephora sighed gently and wondered what was going on in Superboy's head. She could practically hear the gears turning as she waited for him to respond. She knew that he was thinking and thinking hard about what was going on and she supposed he was trying to make a decision. Sephora didn't really mind though. She knew that she had probably done something to momentarily break Supeboy's brain, but he would recover, or so she hoped. As they stood there, Sephora began to wonder just how long they had been like this. She was still on Superboy's back in an alleyway after being saved by him and wasn't quite sure just how long she had been there. After all, Superboy and her had been chatting for a while, or so she assumed. Sephora looked out the alleyway, her head still resting on Superboy's shoulder as she gazed to see if anyone had passed or were passing. From the looks of things though, that wasn't the case, not that she really minded.

After a brief moment, Sephora heard Superboy speak. She turned and looked at him, blinking questioningly as he began to fly. She shrugged returning her head to his shoulder. She assumed he was flying her to her home and her assumption had proven right. He set her down in her apartment and said that he'd be back soon and blinked before he flew off. A light sigh escaped Sephora's lips as she looked around her apartment. At least it's somewhat clean, she thought before she went into her room. She changed into a pair of black shorty shorts with little red and pink broken hearts all over them and a black tank top with a red large broken heart and "Heart Breaker" across the back in pink. She sat down on her couch and opened up a nearby book as she waited for Superboy. Upon his return, Sephora looked up at him and couldn't help the smile that formed on her lips. He told her that he was done patrolling and she nodded. "Alright,"

[/b] she said before she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her room. She let his hand go after getting close to the bed and plopped down on the Queen-sized bed, waiting for him.[/size][/blockquote]

[superman]

Damon was surprised as she had grabbed hold of his hand and had pulled him to her room before she had taken him inside and had sat on her bed, not that he had wanted to stop doing this with Sephora, but at the same time she was a friend, not for him to tell her who he was when he wasn’t Superboy, that was something that he wasn’t happy about, not with her but with himself. After all he knew a lot about her, he hadn’t let her know about half the stuff that is about him because of the fact he knew that one she was a reporter, but at the same time he didn’t think that it would be safe for her to know some of the things about him.

Damon smirked and sat on the bed with her. “so what now?” he asked.

[sephora]

Sephora blinked at Superboy when he smirked and sat down on the bed with her before asking her "what now?" She grew somewhat confused. He had a smirk on his face that read that he was a playboy who was about to have sex with a virgin who was nervous and shy. Sephora grew somewhat insulted and angry, but she kept her composure very well. She looked at him, her face seemingly blank. "Up to you," she said simply before she fell back on her bed, sighing. She had hoped that that smirk was nothing and that he was smirking just to be smirking, but alas, Sephora wasn't sure. He was Superboy after all. She couldn't have imagined the son of Superman being a complete playboy but she could be wrong. After all, he was a superhero and the man could get any woman as well as as many women as he wanted. What made Sephora think she was so damn special?

After a moment, Sephora's eyes flickered over to Superboy. One hand rested behind her head and her hand was resting on her somewhat exposed lower abdomen. Her night shirt had ridden up somewhat. Sephora hadn't even realized it though. She was too busy gazing softly at Superboy. He truly was amazing and not just because he had super powers or was the son of Superman. He was amazing based on his own merit and skills. He was Sephora's best friend, after all, and in Sephora's mind she wanted him to be more. She wanted Superboy to be hers, but it seemed that, well, he was only with her right now because he was a horny male who wanted some. She really hoped that it only seemed that way and that it wasn't the case. Sephora would never be able to show her face in Metropolis ever again. She'd move to somewhere else. Perhaps Gotham, but she wasn't sure.

[superman]

Damon was surprised when Sephora seemed to lose the confidence that she had, he couldn’t help wonder what had caused that, then he wondered if he had seemed over confident, after all he knew that she would probably assume that he was having sex a lot because of the fact he was a super hero, he had often been asked if he had a girlfriend and such, the truth was it wasn’t the press’s business, also at the same time he hadn’t wanted anyone other than Sephora, he couldn’t see why anyone would she was a beautiful woman, who was also extremely smart, she could hold a conversation, she didn’t just go weak at the knees because of the fact that he was Superboy.

“I am good with anything.” He said lying next to her on the bed, his head resting not far from her ribs, “whatever you want to do,”