3 Getting Caught Out and Having a Chat

Shooting off after him I realized one thing quite quickly - he was fast. Really, really fast. Probably comparable to Wally.

But as he entered the atmosphere he slowed down drastically showing me that he couldn't be too bad of a person - that's a rule most of us who can fly at insanely high speeds follow. If you fly too quickly within Earth's atmosphere you can either cause damage to nearby buildings or you can straight up kill people if you get too close to them.

But this high in the sky...I could use him slowing down to my advantage.

How? Well, by slamming into him at a faster speed...not the best idea. But it's all I've got! I need to know why he was on the moon! Who, or rather, what he is! Is he also a Kryptonian?!

The very thought filled me with an unreasonable amount of joy. Just like I knew it'd be the same for Kal if I could question this guy. With this in mind, I quickly came into contact with the blond-haired man, both of us tumbling out of the sky. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight - or at least what I thought would be tight to him.

But it turns out he's not only quick, he's incredibly strong as well.

He quickly pushed my arms away with a weird technique. It reminded me of Earth's martial arts but it seemed so foreign to them. This confirmed my theory that he was possibly an alien. Though sadly he wasn't a Kryptonian. I'd never read about a technique in the Data banks given to me by dad that was like the one this guy just used.

...Even then, I feel like I want to get to know him. He should know what it's like to be different, right?

Plus, it does help that he's the first guy I've met on Earth who I don't have to limit my strength around in fear of crushing him. In fact, from how hard his body felt...it feels like I wouldn't be able to put a dent in him.

Unknowingly, a smile spread across my face as I sped up to follow the blond guy. I had questions to ask, after all.

POV - Jacob

Shooting through space, I quickly got into Earth's atmosphere where I had to slow down massively - if I didn't, I'd probably cause some massive disruption. Why did I shoot away? Embarrassment, maybe? Don't really know. Just felt like the right thing to do, I guess.

...Maybe I just didn't want to embarrass myself in some way. I've already decided to snitch on my genocidal people who are coming to Earth, so I don't want her to think I'm someone whose only willing to look out for themselves. I don't know, okay? The more I try and explain it, the stupider I sound.

I guess I just want to tell them on my own terms--

My thoughts were stopped when out of no where, I felt something collide with me, two steel-like arms locking around my body - Supergirl caught up, it would seem.

Not even feeling a drop of panic, which surprised me, I instinctively fell back on one of the moves I'd trained earlier - a move to get out of locks and submissions.

Performing it just as quickly as I was hit, I broke from her hold before blasting off even quicker.

To hell with causing a disruption.

I ripped through the air, blasting away from Supergirl. Though the persistent woman went into my slipstream and began to catch up to me. Sighing, I quickly maneuvered to the right, letting a wall of air hit her and slow her down. I dropped down and into the forest below us - the Amazon, it would seem - and zipped around the trees before taking a deep breath and dipping into the ground and before I knew it, I broke through into the ocean.

I carried on, heading as north as I could, before I came into contact with what I felt was America. And if I had to guess...I'd say I was in Florida.

But as I started walking out of the water, I groaned as I saw Supergirl floating down onto the sandy beach with a smug look on her face, "You finished running yet? Hm? Or do I need to restrain you harder this time?" she said and I raised an eyebrow - that wasn't a threat...that was flirting, right? Flirty threat, maybe?

Shaking my head, I just sighed before swiping my hair back to stop it from dripping water on my nose, "X-Ray vision, right? What a cheat power..." I said before looking down at my completely wet tank top and shorts.

Looking back up to Supergirl I smirked before taking off my top and then my shorts. Her face went beet red and I found it insanely cute, "What? The Girl of Steel hasn't seen a guy's body before~?" I teased and she somehow got even redder.

"Of course I have!" she shouted back in embarrassment before her eyes dropped down and all over my body, an obvious attraction in her eyes.

"Hm? Then is my body truly a league above the rest? It must be if you can't take your eyes off of it," I laughed before putting my clothes of the ground and floating off the ground. That got her attention and despite still being a little red, her face was serious as she quickly started floating too. Rolling my eyes, I gestured for her to go back down, "Relax, relax! I know when I'm beat, alright? I just wanted to get stuff to start a fire to dry my clothes. You can follow me with your super eyes or whatever, okay?" I said before we stared at each other, her trying to figure out if I was trying to trick her and me just...enjoying her eyes. They were marvelous.

"...Okay, just don't go too far," she grunted before floating up but not to follow; just to keep an eye on me from above.

Flashing away, I collected a bunch of sticks, some paper and some other forms of tinder before flashing back to the beach, only to see Supergirl staring at me with a little bit of awe in her eyes, "What?" I asked - my powers weren't that weird to her, right? She hangs out with other superheroes after all. Pretty sure she's friends with Kid Flash as well.

Seeing that I saw her staring she averted her eyes before shrugging, "You're...I just though that you're pretty fast," she said before looking back at me, "You managed to get out of my grasp earlier as well; you're an all-rounder; fast and strong. Do you know how fast and strong?" she asked, obviously curious about someone like her. Sadly, I had to disappoint her as I shrugged.

"No idea how strong I am. Everything I'd tried to lift has been lifted pretty easy. I stopped trying to lift things after I partially lifted a cruiser out of the water. Speed-wise...well, I guess I'm in the hypersonic category but again, I've never been able to measure or even reach my highest speed. What about you?" I fired back and she smiled before answering and sitting down on the sandy beach below.

While she answered, I arranged the wood and tinder in such a way to make a fire.

"A cruiser? Wow. That's pretty strong...I've only ever seen Aquaman do the same thing. I guess I'm in the same shoes as you though - I haven't found an exact limit to my strength. Same for my speed," she said before she leaned forward a little, smilingly asking, "Do you want me to light the fire?" she asked, giggling a little as she watched me fail as I struck rocks together to get sparks.

Shrugging, I didn't let the embarrassment get to me as I threw the rocks away and leaned back onto my hand, my other hand gesturing to the campfire I made, "If you will, Supergirl," I said before fully leaning back.

Her blue eyes lit up red for a second and a beam of heat shot out like a red laser and lit the wood on fire. Once she did that we both looked over the sea as the sun began to go down.

After a few more seconds of silence, she spoke up again, "So...are you an alien or an obscenely strong metahuman?"

Smiling over at her, I replied, "Half-Human, Half-Alien, of course. What about you? Kryptonian, I assume. The same as Superman--Hey, is it true that you two are related?" I asked, curiously and surprisingly, instead of deflecting the question, she nodded and answered me.

"Yep, we're cousins," she beamed proudly, obviously holding Superman's achievements quite high in her head. "Though it is weird. I've not met many alien species that can equal you in power. Not many good ones at least," she said before making eye contact with me, a mischievous glint in her eye, "Even if you don't equal me in power, it's still a pretty good achievement, so feel proud, yeah?" she smirked and I chuckled before turning to her and lying on my stomach, my elbow rested on the sand and my hand raised in a grasping gesture, "What?" she asked and I rolled my eyes.

"It's an arm wrestle. I'm gonna prove you wrong; you barely held me back earlier," I laughed before seeing her confusion clearing up. Though I still couldn't help teasing her a little, "What? Never heard of these or something?"

Going a little red, she pouted before lying down on her stomach and taking my bigger hand in her smaller one, "Of course I have, don't be stupid!" she refuted me before huffing and gathering her composure before carrying on, "I was just surprised since most people don't offer me out to them because they know they'll lose. I've beaten everyone I've gone up against, you know?" she smirked, a faint blush still sprinkled across her cheeks.

Smiling provocatively, I replied to her, giving her hand a squeeze which would have crumble concrete and squashed steel, "Then, prepare for me to show you something you've never experienced before," I confidently said before getting ready.

She returned the grip and I instantly felt my heart beat a skip. Why? Because I'd avoided dating girls. What does that have to do with this? Because who knows if I could act normal with them. I live in a world of cardboard. I have to be careful about every single little thing...otherwise someone could get hurt. But right now I've met an incredibly beautiful woman...and I don't have to hold back around her. Hence why my heart skipped a beat - I'm excited. Excited to finally have someone like me as a friend or maybe something...

I was brought out of my thoughts as she spoke rapidly, "Ready, set, go!" she said before she started pushing.

As I returned her force with the same amount, she looked surprised and met my eyes, and I met hers. Even as the sand exploded away from under us because of our strength, we didn't get distracted and I slowly started to push the force I was applying, even higher.

I slowly continued to increase the strength I applied and her expressions went through what I would assume is the facial expression version of a rainbow.

Surprise, shock, awe, curiosity, exertion, disbelief, and finally, amazed as her arm slowly started to be pushed back. Even I was surprised and awed at her strength. She was...very strong. Very, very strong. Stronger than anything I'd ever experienced in all of my 19 years of life. But...I had the advantage in physical ability it would seem.

She had versatility. Heat Vision. X-Ray Vision. Super Breath. Breath that can freeze things. Super senses and microscopic vision.

But I...Well I just had raw physical power, and durability that matched--no, I'd actually say my durability and survivability outmatched my strength by a slight margin.

As Supergirl reached her limit, her hand hit the sand and she gave up, taking a deep breath but not before our combined force hit the ground, blasting the sand away and leaving a crater dozens of meters in diameter and leaving the surrounding ground shaking heavily, like there was some kind of earthquake.

"...Ah," I said before breaking out in laughter, Supergirl soon following me when she looked around. From the lack of real worry on her face, I could tell that no one was injured by our little mistake.

I went to pull away my hand, wanting to get my clothes as they should have dried enough anyway. Even if they hadn't, well, the fire was gone now, so I might as well put them on. But she didn't let go of my hand.

"I know my hand must feel nice, but please, you have to let me go, you know?" I teased, hoping it'd make her embarrassed enough to do as I said. But she didn't let go and only looked at me with a provocative smile that mirrored my own not too long ago.

"No~pe~ I demand a rematch!" she said, her voice sounding bratty but her actions were...really cute, "Or are you going to make me stop holding your hand~?" she teased and I smiled before shaking my head, "What--Hey!" she shouted while laughing as I started to float into the air. This marked the start of us messing around with me trying to get my hand out of her grip and her holding on for dear life as she tried to beat me in a mid-air arm wrestle.

It was fun. To not have to worry about hurting someone with my strength.

But it led to something...odd. I, getting slightly desperate to get my hand back, decided tickling her was the best way for that to happen. Turns out she's incredibly ticklish and gets, well, very aggressive and very convulsing when you tickle her.

She was laughing as we zig-zag'd through the air above the beach, with me being dragged along by my hand and my other hand digging into her sides, tickling her.

It was...odd, I guess. We'd known each other for what? Half an hour? Maybe even less?

Which is odd when I think about how comfortable I feel around her. How...compatible we feel. It felt like one of those cheesy rom-coms but I could understand how those characters felt. Even if it wasn't love, or romantic feelings, it was definitely attraction. Very strong attraction.

Suddenly, she plummeted us down to the ground and we somehow ended up with me on my back and her straddling me.

Feeling her thick yet tight thighs on my lap with nothing but some boxers between them and my own skin...it took an unreal amount of self-control to stop myself from getting a boner. Alongside her perky ass and well, I'm surprised I'm not sporting a mini-Empire State building in my underwear, honestly.

We just kept looking at each other before I propped myself up and she leaned down a little, our eyes still stuck looking at the other's eyes.

"This...is pretty quick, right?" I breathlessly and absentmindedly asked as the distance between us closed quickly. Her cheeks reddened as her breath deepened, just as mine did - I gave up control the minute we started moving closer together.

"Mhm," she nodded absentmindedly before carrying on, "But I don't care. Ever since we started talking--No, ever since I saw you, I felt this sort of--" I cut her off as I finished her sentence with my own thoughts.

"Connection. An attraction that hit you instantly. Brilliantly good chemistry. Right?" I said in a whisper and she just nodded before finally, our lips collided and I felt like fireworks were going off in my head, my stomach, and my, uh, you know, crotch area. I thought she'd be brought out of her mood by my boner sticking into her lower region/stomach but boy was I surprised when a curious hand started stroking against it through the fabric.

But my attention was brought back to her lips. Plump, juicy pieces of heaven were what they were.

We enjoyed the others mouth, even using tongue after a few seconds of passionate kissing. I put my hands around her lower back before lowering them to her skirt and kneading her ass through it, gaining a few heavy moans that came out in between us kissing.

It was my first kiss but, well, I just learnt what to do from what Supergirl was doing--Weird to think I'm kissing a girl who's name I don't even know--and it seemed to be working out pretty well.

Anyway, just as we were about to take it a step further, a deep and slightly angry voice came from above us, "Kara," the voice wasn't angry as in jealous, but angry as in 'dad who finds his pure and innocent daughter making out with some delinquent'.

Hearing the voice, Kara, who I assumed Supergirl was, jumped away from me with a speed that easily broke the sound barrier.

Seeing her embarrassed eyes, I followed her eyes and saw someone I really didn't want catching me kissing Kara.

Her cousin, Superman.

"Ah...Well, hello there, Superman. Nice starry night tonight, isn't it?" I asked as I stood up and covered my crotch region with my hands. Though it didn't really cover it at all.

...Goddamn I'm gonna get killed...