(Damien's POV)
I walked through the door of the penthouse apartment in the building that my wife owned, being extremely wealthy. I closed it behind me and made my way towards the living room, stretching and yawning as I looked around.
"Darling?" I called out, "You here? I just got done with that issue in South Korea, I am back."
I heard no sound coming from anywhere.
"Hm." I said, "That is strange. I was sure she was home."
My name is Damien, and I am what you call a superhuman, but one with extraordinary power. I am classified as a Reality Warper, with godlike abilities that allow me to do anything that I want. I have so much power that sometimes life is quite boring. I occasionally go out to outer space and watch Black Holes just to satisfy my boredom.
That's if I'm not having sex, though.
These powers would attract much attention, from villains and heroes alike. It got to the point where I was involved in the Timeline Entanglement, dealing with all the shit that the two Dooms started. I decided to challenge them, defeating one of them and eventually retreated to my own life.
Shortly after that, I encountered the woman whom I fell in love with. Her alluring body, presence, and entire being pulled me right in. She was a Goddess, the White Queen herself. I couldn't resist in making a move on her, despite our age gap.
And it worked.
After I managed to conquer her heart, I made her mine. We engaged in a relationship and eventually married each other. After most of the threats were dealt with, she and I decided to settle down, or at least something close to it. We live our life as peaceful as we can, as she makes the money with her multiple companies, running them with an iron fist.
I live life as casual as I can, when I am not having sex.
That is completely different; it gets really tense.
I walked down the hallway, making my way to my wife's changing room, assuming she was there. As I walked through the door, I saw her standing in front of a mirror, wearing casual office attire.
"Emma." I said with a smile, walking up to her
She had a black skirt with black leggings, a tight white button-up shirt that had two buttons undone, revealing her beautiful cleavage. For some reason, she had some glasses on, which she was adjusting as she looked at herself in the mirror.
"Hello, darling." She said with a slight smile, her beautiful lips covered in the blue lipstick she loves so much, "How was your trip?"
I reached her, wrapping my arms around her waist from behind, "Good." I said, "I missed you."
"As did I." She said as she reached for my cheek, "It was rather lonely without you."
Despite her being quite tall, I was still taller than her. She was looking up at me with her striking blue eyes.
I felt the way her amazing ass pressed against me, it was very arousing and she knew it, which is why she leaned against me.
"I miss the scent of my goddess." I said, smelling her neck, "My Queen. My Everything."
"Oh, Damien." She said, "You know how to flatter me, it is working."
"What's with the attire?" I asked, "We doing roleplay already?"
"Fufu~" She said, "I've been dealing with my companies lately, so I have to dress the part."
"Two buttons undone?" I raised an eyebrow, running my hand up her shirt and gently rubbing her cleavage, "Is that appropriate?"
"Obviously not." She chuckled, a sly smile on her face, "Why would I have wretched men gaze upon me? They are not you, my beloved Damien, they don't deserve to see my assets."
"Of course not." I embraced her even more, "My Lady, My Queen.....may I get that?"
"Oh?" She said with a raised eyebrow, "Already? So needy."
"Please." I said, "That's all I thought about."
"Let's go to the couch." She said, gesturing at a leather couch on the side of the room
She walked over to the couch, swaying her hips with her trademark commanding presence, her ass bouncing in response to that. It was so fucking arousing, I could feel my cock twitch in my pants.
She stopped and turned around, giving me a suggestive smirk, "Go on, my love." She said, "They're yours to worship. Before I do that, that is."
I walked over to her and got on my knees, embracing her left leg, rubbing my face gently against her thigh. Her meaty thigh was so soft and firm, it was too much to handle. It was a massive pillar of perfection, this woman's thick thigh.
"Ah...." I said as I pressed myself against her, "I only worship this body, my beautiful woman."
"You're such a....what do they call it?" She asked with a chuckle, "A simp, fufu~"
"That's odd to hear coming out of your mouth, love." I said as I rubbed my cheek against her thigh, "But I do love these thighs, they're so perfect."
"Fufu~" She said with a smirk, "Let's start then."
She sat down and parted her legs slightly, gesturing between them as if inviting me in.
I leaned my face towards her crotch, seeing that she was wearing a black lace panties underneath, "Oh?" I said, "Such naughty underwear."
She then wrapped her thick and powerful thighs around my head, my face enveloped by her meaty tenderness. The pressure of her thighs were beginning to coil around me, fueling my entire body with nothing but arousal.
"Here's your gift." She said with a chuckle, "My perverted husband."
"More..." I said
She pressed her thighs even harder, squishing my head and face to the point where one might get crushed. But it was okay, I was able to handle it, I was really tough naturally.
"Oh..." I said as I felt my cock get erect inside my pants
"Ah~" She licked her lips, "That response, I can tell you are getting hard~"
I looked at her, my eyes filled with admiration, "I love it...."
"I know you do, my love." She said with a smile, "I'm getting heated as well. Might you be so selfish? Ravage me already, my love."
"Just a bit more." I said, "Keep it like this, Emma."
"Of course." She said with a chuckle, "I'll please my husband as much as he desires."
"It is my duty."