“Well, well, well… What have we got here?” smirked the redhead dressed in a catsuit.

“Only your favourite hero in town!” came the muffled reply from the depth of the pit.

“Any broken bones?” the redhead crouched down and peered into the pit.

“I’ll have you know I’ve never broken a bone in my life, The Enchantress,” X shot back indignantly. “And honestly, The Enchantress? That’s the worst villain’s name I’ve ever heard!” she scoffed.

“You’ve got all the time in the world to come up with a better one, seeing as you’re stuck down there. And I don’t appreciate the word ‘villain’. Quite disdainful, don’t you think?”

“Let me up first!”

“Ask nicely.”

X sighed, “Please, The Enchantress. Will you get me out of this dank pit?”

The Enchantress’s high heels click-clacked as she sauntered over to the lever on the wall. With the push of one manicured finger, X was out of the pit and brushing off dirt from her fitted trousers.

X opened her mouth and then stopped short.

“Well?” The Enchantress quirked an eyebrow.

X ran her fingers through her cropped hair, “For all the havoc you’ve been wrecking in town, I’ve never actually seen you. I take it back. The Enchantress works for you.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere X,” replied The Enchantress. She tossed her red curls over her shoulder, “Now start talking. How did you find me?”

“Channel your inner butch,” X said under her breath. “Knock her socks off. You got this.”

“What’s that you’re mumbling?”

“Nothing! It’s quite hot in here isn’t it?” X said as she shrugged off her blazer.

“We’re in a cave, X. Secret hide-out and all,” The Enchantress rolled her eyes, “of course it’s hot.”

X winked at The Enchantress, “Or it…”

The Enchantress cut her off,” Yeah, yeah. Because I’m hot. When was the last time that line worked for you X?”

“I’ve never had to use any,” admitted X sheepishly. Changing tactics, she nonchalantly undid the top button of her fitted shirt.

The Enchantress raised her eyebrows, “What are you playing at, X?” She surreptitiously gave X a once over. “I’m not going to fall for your charms!”

“So you admit I have my charms?” X smirked, regaining her footing.

The Enchantress flushed, “I did not!”

“So no harm in me taking this off?” X sensuously trailed a finger down her shirt. Fixing The Enchantress with a smouldering look, she toyed with the first button.

The Enchantress glared at her, “You can’t seduce me in my own hide-out! And I do the talking.”

“You sure about that? I think it’s working,” X continued to tease her button.

“It’s not!” replied The Enchantress flustered. Not that she would ever admit that even under duress. ‘Couldn’t she just take her shirt off already?’

X stretched, drawing the fabric taut against her toned abdomen. “So how did you pick this spot?”

Two can play at the same game, The Enchantress thought and kicked her high heels off. “I fell in love with this place.”

“This musty old cave?!” asked X incredulously.

“You haven’t seen it yet,” The Enchantress replied, grabbing her hand, “I’ll show you.”

“Lead the way,” X let herself be escorted down a mossy crudely cut out staircase.

“Careful on that step!” The Enchantress’s grip tightened as X stumbled. Losing balance, they tumbled down the last few steps and crashed into the wall. X was pressed up against The Enchantress who still had X’s wrist in her hand.

“Well”

“Well”

“Your nails are biting into my wrist. So if you could unhand me…” began X, flustered.

The Enchantress reached for her other wrist in reply. With both hands incapacitated, she tugged her closer. “So Miss Hero, do you like that?”

X grunted in reply, moving closer to kiss her neck.

“Not so fast. Let’s finish what you started,” The Enchantress smirked. She guided X’s hands which she still held captive, to her shirt. “Get rid of those buttons!”

X obliged, practically ripping off the buttons. “Is this to your liking? You’ll have to unhand me to let me take this off.”

“Hmm,” The Enchantress took her in, right from the little scar over her left clavicle to her perfectly toned abdomen framed by her shirt. She stifled a giggle, “Didn’t take you for the lingerie wearing type.” “Not that I mind,” she added, kissing her above her lacy black bra.

“I like lace once in a while!” X protested, her ears pinkening.

“And I like it. Come on,” The Enchantress led X through a doorway of sorts.

“Where are you… Oh!” X gasped in delight as she took in the scene before her. Stalactites glinted down from the ceiling, catching the light and casting the cave into a myriad of colours. Iridescent stalagmites of inconceivable hues adorned the floor, reaching up to touch the stalactites. The gentle plip-plop of water dripping soothed her ears. She let out a sigh of contentment.

The Enchantress smiled; she never did get to show off. “Pick your jaw off the floor X” “Unless you want to go down,” she finished with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

X breathed in deeply, and scrunched up her nose. “It’s pretty and all but this place smells like old socks,” she countered with a smirk.

The Enchantress pinned X against the wall, her hands clawing their way up X’s naked torso. “You take that back,” she hissed into X’s ear, nibbling her ear lobe to get her point across.

“Make me,” came the predictable reply.

“Some originality wouldn’t hurt, X. Luckily for you, you don’t have to rely on your wit,” The Enchantress kissed her way down her neck, pausing to sink her teeth into her shoulder. She frowned at the little scar. “How did that happen?”

“Long story short, my pet capuchin monkey was trying to get away from a crazed zoologist. Let’s not delve into the details,” X laughed.

“A pet capuchin! Do you still have it?”

“He’s old but still alive and kicking. And loves attention so you can come around sometime,” X said hopefully.

“Inviting me home, are you? What would people say if they see you now? Their beloved hero fraternising with the enemy!” The Enchantress teased. She punctuated each sentence with a delectable kiss to her clavicle.

X groaned in pleasure. “Release my hands, will you? You’re driving me insane!”

“I’m enjoying this too much. I love watching you squirm,” The Enchantress pressed her legs between X’s and seductively bit her lip. “Oh alright! Stop giving me the puppy eyes.” She let go of X’s hands and turned away slightly. “Undo my zip, will you?”

X gently brushed aside her luscious red locks and felt for the zip at the top of her catsuit. Slowly, she worked it down, releasing The Enchantress from the restricting fabric. “Do you always wear these impractical outfits? With the high heels too, I don’t see how you move at all!”

The Enchantress chuckled. “I don’t. I was expecting you today. You hero types don’t know how to be sneaky,” she replied as she shimmied out of the skin-tight catsuit.

“Well I… I didn’t take you for the no bra wearing type,” X smirked. “Not that I mind.”

“Don’t we all have our surprises?” The Enchantress sounded amused. She reached around to undo X’s bra. “So tell me how you found my lair.”

“I’ve got my ways,” X replied distractedly, sucking at a particularly rewarding spot on The Enchantress’s neck, while she moaned in approval.

“I don’t suppose you kiss and tell?” asked The Enchantress, locking lips with X.

“I guess I’ll have to make an exception,” X ran her hands through The Enchantress’s hair, tugging gently. She dug her nails in at the base of her neck and pulled her in closer.

The Enchantress gasped and kissed her with renewed passion. “Out with it!”

X pressed her mouth against her ear and whispered something to The Enchantress. “What! He would never! I don’t believe you,” said the Enchantress, aghast. “You’re making it up.”

“It’s true. And I can prove it to you,” X replied and whispered again.

“I… That traitor! How could he?” The Enchantress choked out devastated. She and her ex hadn’t ended on the best of terms but she would never have ratted him out like that. And fellow villains followed a code of honour. They would never reveal lairs to the wannabe hero types.

“Oh. I’m sorry,” said X, realising how upset The Enchantress was. “How do you know him?”

“He used to be my boyfriend. I don’t want to talk about it.” The Enchantress wiped away her tears, shook out her hair and fixed X with a look. “What are you waiting for?” she smirked. “Show me what Miss Hot Hero here can do.”