Location: LexCorp, Sub-Basement, Metropolis<br/>Villain: Lex Luthor<br/>TAG: Starlight<br/>(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdbRAKcIsAw/Tb1lssB9uPI/AAAAAAAAC9M/SfYDHKEZ6Vs/s1600/cliff-huddle-picture.jpg)<br/><br/>"Hmmm...That's it my sweet."  Lex said softly, unsure if she would hear him above her own exaltation of...Surprise?  Pleasure?  Lex cared not for the actual word of it, just as long as her perfectly sculpted body heaved like that as he touched her.  Oh this was exactly what he needed.<br/><br/>His face was above hers now, his eyes looking down her long toned body.  Lex was a tall guy by most standards, 6'2" to be exact, but she had to have a good few inches on even that.  Not that it mattered; though it was different to be a with a woman taller than yourself, Lex was not of such a mind that it bothered him in the least.  In fact quite the opposite.  It was very interesting having to look up at woman.  And as his eyes roamed over her with deep longing, his fingers went back to caressing her flesh, they just now on her shoulders and then dancing along to touch the sensitiveness of her neck.  How strong and yet incredibly fragile necks were.  Strong enough to support the entire weight of the head, and still the with proper amount of pressure and a twist...Pop!  It was all over before a person could blink.  It had to be Lex's favourite way of killing someone.  The brutality of it was sexual.  Yet as brutal as it was, it was also very clean, very quiet.  No other form of killing gave you that level of stealth.  Knife you had to worry about blood.  Guns the sound, and still the blood.  Snapping the neck though...Snapping someone's was simply perfect.<br/><br/>Looking down at her lips, Lex desperately did want to kiss them...But that was indeed a risk.  The man had suffered his share of bites in his life, but never from someone held so captive.  And having been in a similar situation himself once, well, he knew what people were capable against their captures if given the chance.  Still the temptation was great.  And as his hands moved from her neck, along the sweat glazed skin of her upper chest plate, both hands reaching around her breasts, cupping each very lightly as they wound there way to the sides of the perky and voluptuous orbs, he knew he would not be able to resist temptation.  And he hoped dearly it was the same for Kori.<br/><br/>His beginning ritual complete, Lex's hands blurred in motion, each one fully taking one of Kori's breasts, they easily a handful, he grasping them firmly, forcing hand along soft flesh till both nipples were met, he flicking them gently between his thumbs and forefingers as he looked at her face the entire while.  God she was gorgeous.  He felt his manhood swelling within his trousers, oh how he wanted her.  But no, not yet, she had to be built up for this, had to be made ready.  She was an engine which needed starting, not some junker you just through the key in and drove away with, no.  This was a Ferrari, it had to be handled<em>properly</em>, with grace and certain a reverence before you drove it.  And that was Lex's goal; to drive Kori. To drive her till she screamed.<br/><br/>One way, or another.