XOXO from Amelia Pond




She was sitting in front of her dresser preparing for the night's events.

The heart shaped face that looked into the glass smiled thinking about who was
on her way. Her bare lips, a light natural pink, were wet with anticipation
since tonight was special. Red hair cascaded down to her shoulders which was
perfectly styled for her guest. Like the hordes of fans who adored the model
tonight's special guest also liked her copper colored hair. She had selected a
dress, a dark green affair that bared her shoulders, and hugged her body
ending just above mid-thigh. It further highlighted her tall willowy form.
While she was known for her beautiful appearance the model's most famous
attributes were her legs. These she had dressed in silky, expensive, black
tights which weren't quite sheer but also not fully opaque. They showed off
her long legs making them look streamlined and flawless. She was currently in
her stocking feet, a pair of heels resting off to the side but she was more
comfortable without them.

The nearby window was open and allowed the breeze to enter causing her
curtains to flutter lightly in the wind. As she applied the tiniest amount of
makeup to her cheeks there was a light whooshing noise at the open window.
Following the sound the curtains fluttered a more. The model's eyes glanced
over to the reflection of her window. With a warm smile she saw the guest of
honor had arrived.

"Make yourself at home, Supergirl." the British accent was tinted with a hint
of her Scottish origins.

The Girl of Steel finished stepping into the luxury apartment of world famous
model, Amelia Pond, "I got your calling card."

Amy turned to face the blonde superheroine. She looked as amazing as ever,
girl next door beauty combined with a cheerleader's body. Supergirl's shoulder
length hair billowed slightly as she stepped deeper into the room. It matched
the motion of her red cape which hung from her neckline regally. The tight
blue leotard with the famous S shield proudly displayed Supergirl's family
crest. Her belt held a wonderfully short red skirt in place, it too fluttered
a bit with the breeze from outside. Amy thought the Girl of Steel's own legs
were nearly as fabulous as her own if not as long, clad in creamy fleshtone
tights. Supergirl's red and yellow boots clicked on the floor as she walked.
The heroine held up Amy's calling card.

It was a napkin with the model's famous signature, XOXO and a prefect
impression of Amy's lips, pink lipstick in this case. Amy seductively looked
at Supergirl. She had left it with the heroine's friends at The Daily Planet.
Amy responded, "I thought it would get your attention."

Supergirl was doing her best to stay serious and not be taken in by the
model's playful nature. Amy Pond may have been able to fool the world with her
supermodel career but Kara knew she possessed quite the villainous mind. Using
her international jet setting to commit crimes. Amy had been involved in
everything from smuggling to espionage with numerous criminal contacts around
the world. Supergirl had been trying to get hard evidence against her but kept
failing to make anything stick. Even worse Amy knew it and loved to play games
with Supergirl, "I'm here Pond now what do you want?"

Amy turned back to her mirror, finishing her beautifying routine as if she
didn't have a care in the world, "Can't a girl invite a friend over for a
talk?"

Supergirl's eyes narrowed showing what she thought of the remark, "We're not
friends."

Amy looked back at her through the reflection. A sensual look coming over her
face, "We could be."

She turned to leave her chair, standing to face the heroine. As she moved,
Amy's hand slipped over the top of the dresser carefully picking up a
container of lipstick. With it in her palm she kept it out of sight while
showing off her body to Supergirl. Kara couldn't help but admire the sight of
the beautiful ginger. It didn't help Supergirl that Amy was everything Kara
thought was beautiful in a woman. Her wonderful copper mane, tall form, and
long legs clad in hosiery seeming to go on forever. She tried to hide the
attraction to the malevolent model but couldn't, no one could hide that from
Amelia. The redhead grinned slyly as she saw Supergirl falling under her
spell, "No need to be so cold Supergirl..."

Amy walked forwards, her steps mimicking her most seductive walks down the
runways of Paris. She came closer to Supergirl which allowed Kara to smell
Amy's perfume the famous scent of Petrichor. It caused Kara's eyes to blink
softly, it really does smell like dust after rain. Amelia and Supergirl were
now only separated by a few feet with the redhead slipping a hand over the top
of her dress. Supergirl tried to take back control of their encounter, "I'll
be less stiff when you admit to your crimes Ms. Pond."

Amy looked forlorn at Supergirl's reaction, "Why do we have to talk business
tonight Supergirl?" She came closer the distance between them shortening. Kara
wanted to move away but she couldn't show that the lovely Amy was getting to
her. Inches now separated them with Amy's green eyes looking lovingly into
Kara's own, "What if I just wanted to talk...no threats...no coy
answers...just talk."

Supergirl's face felt flush and she hoped it didn't show, "Talk about what?"

Amy's hand slipped in, touching Supergirl's side, Amy's fingers slipping over
the blue suit, "About what we both want."

Her fingers slipped down first to Kara's skirt and then brushed the top of
Supergirl's exposed thigh. Kara's breath halted for a moment caught in her
throat as the model's fingers brushed her tights, "Amelia..."

"Maybe I'm done fighting Supergirl." Amy told her now almost touching the
superheroine with her body. Her other hand rested on Supergirl's shoulder
which then began moving towards her S, "Tonight I want us to both admit the
truth." As her finger now traced Supergirl's pentagon symbol, Amy's leg
slipped in and brushed Supergirl's own tights covered legs.

Kara let out soft sight from the sensual contact of their legs,
"Amelia...stop." Supergirl's hands carefully took Amelia's own. As much as she
desired to be with the beautiful redhead right then and there Kara couldn't.
"I can't be associated with a criminal, unless your changing your ways, I
can't be with you."

Amy gave her a sensual pleading look, almost pleading, "Maybe I can
but...please just...grant me one kiss Supergirl. One kiss and then I tell you
what you want to know."

Supergirl's head told her to say no, that this sudden change of heart was not
in character with Amelia Pond, but her desires answered for the heroine, "A
kiss, then you tell me what I want to know."

Amy smiled turning her back to Supergirl. As she did so her legs brushed
Supergirl's again causing the heroine to quiver a bit at the knees. Kara was
glad Amy's back was to her cause the look on her face showed how much she
enjoyed the brief contact. She wasn't sure she could make it through the rest
of this meeting without wanting to give into her desires. Meanwhile Amy went
to fish her lipstick out from where she had been hiding it. When she had
approached Supergirl, Amelia had slipped the lipstick down between her breasts
inside her dress. Reaching in she removed the small capsule which had a
obsidian exterior. Uncapping it though revealed that the lipstick inside was
green, a glowing green.

Kara felt a brief headache come over her combined with a slight discomfort in
her stomach. Supergirl wrote it off though to the lingering effects of the
close contact with the sexy redhead. Amy knew better as she coated her lips
with the green lipstick. It glowed briefly on her lips before it changed to
match the light pink of her natural look. The special camouflage effect would
hide the surprise from Supergirl till it was too late. When she had the
lipstick applied, Amy put it back down her dress before turning to face
Supergirl again.

"Thank you Supergirl in advance." the redhead cooed.

Kara was going to answer when Amy put a finger to the soft lips of the
superheroine, "Sshhh, no words."

She placed her arms around Supergirl's upper body pulling them together in a
sensual embrace. Supergirl's eyes briefly closed as their hosed legs came into
contact again along with their bodies, her chest and Amelia's now resting
together. Kara opened her baby blues slightly feeling almost sick with desire
as they embraced. Amelia slowly brought her lips towards Supergirl's the
deliberate slow advance further stimulating the Girl of Steel whose heart felt
like it was melting. Kara closed her eyes in anticipation of the kiss her face
warm and heart beating fiercely. Then with a soft touch their lips locked.

Amelia made sure to give Supergirl a kiss she would never forget, which was
all part of the plan. She succeed as the Girl of Steel realized that Amy Pond
might be the world's greatest kisser. Not even her kiss with Babs had been so
exciting. Her back arched slightly as the kiss continued her knees indeed
growing weak from the model's touch. Supergirl's body was flush with sensual
heat as Amy explored her lips and mouth. Their hands began running over each
other. It seemed to last forever as the two embraced their lips never parting
as the kiss seemed to go on forever. Finally though Amelia began to withdraw,
her lips parting as gently as they arrived, and this time it was the redhead's
eyes that were closed.

"Did you like it?" she asked the heroine seductively.

"Did I..." Supergirl started to say but her voice trailed off. Kara sighed as
she began to feel light headed. Her body sagged a bit in the model's grasp as
her sensations switched from those of pleasure to ones of fatigue. The Girl of
Steel started feeling not so sturdy as her lips tingled with a feeling
of...pain? She broke out of the embrace that Amy had her in, taking a few
confused steps back, "What...what's happening?"

Amelia looked seductively at Supergirl but Kara saw a new look blending with
the other, sinister satisfaction, "It seems I took your breath away."

Supergirl's slow retreat from Amelia caused her to bump into a couch. Putting
a hand on it for support Kara struggled with the seemingly drained feeling
which was overcoming her. Her vision blurred while Kara's gut twisted into a
knot. Her powers seemed to be waning too. She touched her lips wondering if
how she felt came from the kiss with Amelia. Withdrawing her fingers Supergirl
could feel some some of Amelia's lipstick on her fingertips. Looking at them
Kara's eyes widened in horror.

The tips of her fingers glowed green.

Amy held the container of lipstick in hand letting Supergirl get a glimpse of
it, "I'm thinking of calling it, Krystal, not as name catching as Petrichor,
but I think its name is appropriate."

Supergirl slumped against the couch needing it to support her weight more as
her long legs grew rubbery. Looking with a pained expression she stammered out
her conclusion, "You...kissed me...with kryptonite....uhhhh"

"Yes, it took me a while to find some but for the right price you can have
anything." Amy responded with an evil grin. It made her feel so good,
Supergirl had been suckered in by her looks and Amy had gotten the Girl of
Steel in a way she would had never suspected. She came closer to Supergirl who
now tried to get away from the threatening model.

Amelia walked confidently as she took the same runway like steps towards
Supergirl her stocking feet softly carrying her forwards, "It was never going
to be gun or weapon for you my dear."

Supergirl had abandoned the couch and tried to reach the window. Thinking she
might have enough strength to fly, Kara had headed for the only possible
escape route. However her powers were fading fast and she lost the ability to
stay upright. With a groan she fell to her hands and knees. Weakly she tried
to crawl forwards but her strength gave away after only a few feet. Lying atop
her arms she sighed as the kryptonite coursed through her system slowly
poisoning her making her weaker and weaker. Amelia loomed tall over the fallen
Girl of Steel who now looked nothing like her namesake. Amelia relished the
sight bending her knees to come down to Supergirl's level. She stroked the red
cape Kara wore talking softly, "The Maiden of Might, invulnerable to just
about every attack known to man..."

Amy rolled Supergirl onto her back letting her look upon the fallen heroine in
all her glory. Supergirl's chest heaved with each labored breath, her once
strong arms limp at her sides, while Supergirl's blue eyes were only partly
opened as she looked at Amy. The redhead leaned in close cupping Supergirl's
chin as she finished her sentence, "...except an attack of the heart."

She revealed the lipstick again opening it and letting the glow from it
highlight Kara's face, "This is a warning Supergirl. I've only kissed you with
enough of this kryptonite to make you pass out for a while. Keep interfering
with my business and next time my kiss won't just knock you out, but make you
sleep permanently."

Supergirl couldn't answer as she struggled to stay awake. Amelia took her
lipstick and did something with it on her S symbol. To Kara It felt like Amy
was writing on her. As Amy finished that she took the lipstick and applied a
full coating of it to her lips. Supergirl's eyes briefly widened in worry, was
she going to kiss her again? Amy leaned in her lips inches from Supergirl's,
"Heed my warning or...." she moved her head away and kissed Supergirl on the
chest. Unable to control herself Kara moaned softly at the sensual touch. Amy
finished her last kiss on the Girl of Steel returning to look the rapidly
weakening heroine in the eyes, "...or join me which would be way more fun."

Amelia stood up to her full height, towering over Supergirl. Kara tried to
show one last act of defiance, reaching up to tell Amy she would never get
away with this or that this wouldn't be the last time they would meet. The
heroine though was too weak. Her hand managed to touch Amy on her long black
tights encased legs but they got no further. Slipping down the nylons,
Supergirl's hand and body fell to the ground. Her blonde head came to rest on
its side, eyes closed, while Kara's lips parted in a slight opening. A soft
sigh left her lips as consciousness left Supergirl. Amy cupped the heroine's
chin again, "Goodnight."

She walked away beaming with her victory over Supergirl. Arriving at her
heels, the model slipped her stocking feet into them with practiced ease.
Looking back to Supergirl she hoped the heroine appreciated the message she
had left. On Supergirl's red & yellow S there was a glowing green note,

Till Next Time Supergirl,

XOXO Amelia

Beneath the words a glowing imprint of lovely lips.

The End