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Kory sat cross-legged on the fur-skin rug in front of the fireplace. Her robe was in the Kryptonian style, but no Kryptonian that she knew would wear it falling open in the front, letting the fire’s heat touch her breasts and belly and between her womanly thighs. She sweat where the warmth lay into her, and that made her imagine a tongue slowly licking at her body, following the motions of the flames that came up from the pile of logs. With Kryptonian technology, she could throw a switch and be inundated with heat, transform this room into a summer day, but she preferred the traditional way. The same way she preferred making love to taking a tension relief pill.

And speaking of… her husband came in from the cold looking snow-blind, punch drunk. It had been his idea to move to Tamaran’s Polar north, where the chill approximated his native Krypton, and Kory didn’t mind where they lived. There was something wonderfully naughty about wearing heavy coats and furs on her naked flesh, cuddling in bed with her Kon against the oppressive, scintillating cold.

Yet Kon looked at Kory for a few moments as if he didn’t recognize her, blinking his eyes and staring at her like she might be a figment of his imagination! Kory stood, flaunting herself. As imaginative as her Kon could be, she was sure she put his wildest fantasies to shame.

“Starfire?” he asked in a quizzical tone. “What are you doing here?”

“Waiting for you, of course. And for the hot chocolate to be ready.” Kory bounced on her heels, undulating her perfect body in and out inside the loose sheath of her robe. “Starfire… is that a new pet name? I like it, husband.”

“Husband…” Kon said, his words trailing off as though he meant to say more, but couldn’t think.

Kory took in his attire. He was wearing the colors of the House of El, but in a thrilling way she’d never seen before. It wasn’t as skimpy as Tamaranian attire, of course, which she’d only persuaded him to try on a few times, but it was skintight, a thin material that she’d say was flattering his hard muscles and the bulge between his legs, if she didn’t know from brief, tantalizing glimpses how his anatomy was in no need of flattery. It was, however, in constant need of being shown off. She approved tremendously. If only his newfound exhibitionism extended to touch and not just to sight…

“Have you been shopping?” she asked him.

“What?” Kon looked down at his clothing. He also wore something like fur—cured leather on his upper body, over the skintight bodysuit. It hid some of his thick arms and broad back, but couldn’t disguise the formidable outline of his manly body. It looked like just the thing for Kory herself to slip on while they were cuddling, after they’d had a little fun, as Kory would wear the hide of any beast she conquered. If only Kon were willing to be her conquest... “Oh… yeah, I guess…”

“Fun, isn’t it?” Kory teased. She stirred the pot of milk and cocoa. “Go change into something more comfortable, Kon-El. We’ll have hot chocolate in front of the fire. That’s the second best way to warm up on a cold night, you know.”