She laughed happily as he pinned her against the wall of her TARDIS room, the force of impact sending delicious shivers of pain down her spine. Her fingers danced playfully along the glowing red tattoo on his bare chest; a little darker and she might mistake it for blood. Either way it delighted her; a little nudge and he had taken her suggestion for the permanent red kryptonite to heart.

“All the slaves beyond your wildest dreams,” Jenny whispered as he attacked her neck with furious bites. “Planets full of them. You’d simply have to be my muscle, Kal. Stand beside us as we rule. My Master. He, uh- oh, he likes to share.”

A moan escaped her lips as he bit hard into her shoulder. The tang of artron-rich blood filled the room and she squirmed, nails scratching at his nipple. Stuck between a wall and a hard place; it was always one of her favourite places to be.

“What else?” Kal’s voice was low and husky as he moaned the words into her skin. He began to pull up the hem of her black silk dress and grew impatient. Another giggle escaped her as the fabric ripped, indigence tempered by the delight of his strength. “My allegiance won’t come cheaply.”

Jenny caught his lips in a deep kiss, devouring the alien taste of his mouth. He caught on quickly enough and began to thrust his tongue into her, exploring and dueling. His lung capacity was lovely; so much better than a human’s.
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“Wealth won’t be a prob- oh!” A finger pushed inside of her without warning, the strength of which was bruising. Not as delicately wonderful as the shiver of a crop, but enough to send tendrils of pleasure rushing to her core. “Replace that with your cock and I promise you, wealth beyond your wildest dreams. We can do that, him and I. We can-“

Within a split second, her knickers and bra had vanished. His own trousers and boxers were gone and the only clothing left between either of them was that ugly flannel shirt hanging off his shoulders. Kal had moved her to the bed now, suckling a breast with glee as he began a painfully slow rhythm. Jenny mewed happily, digging her fingers into his head to encourage him to continue.

“ Good boy.”

The day she got them both in bed, her Master and her foot soldier, oh, that day would be bliss. Until then, Jenny would content herself with her newest plaything. The pleasure continued to build with every thrust, their hips clashing violently and her sales pitch lost in a series of moans and growls. She had to admit, he possessed potential. All the things that he could do… that she could do to him…

This, she knew as she began to climax around him, would be the start of a beautiful partnership.