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Wonder woman was exhausted. Being a hero was hard. She'd never said it out loud mainly because she'd never felt like she could confide in anyone.
She stared at the ceiling. Her body numb. She was tired of fighting. The more she fought the worse the fights became. On top of that the onslaught of criticism she faced from incels and online misogynistic was getting worse as the months past. It felt like the momment she stepped outside someone had something negative to say. If it wasn't her gender it was her looks then her background. And with the I.C.E. situation the comments had gotten even worse.
Online people were depating her legal status in the country. She'd been reported to I.C.E too many times. People on the internet bragged about it, recorded videos and posted them. It had gotten so bad that in a fit of rage she thew her phone against the wall.
She let out a deep sigh. Bringing her hands up to her face and then running them over her eyes. She needed a vacation. Something to get her mind of the situation.
She got up. Grabbing the nearest outfit she could find. She knew she'd regret it but in the momment she couldn't think of anything to calm her down.
When she arrived at the apartment she could already feel the regret seeping through her skin. She was Wonder Woman, princess of the Amazon's, protector of Earth. This was a bad idea. Going to a villians house for a late night fuck was not something she should be doing. Yet here she was all 6,5 of her.
She contemplated knocking but the anthropomorphic criminal decided for her. She opened the door her tail swing vigorously behind her. The cheetah reached out and wrapped her paws around Diana's waist before yanking her inside. She used her tail to close the door and lead Diana to her bedroom.
She pushed the Amazonian onto the bed and pulled up her shirt. Barbra purred as she dragged her unclipped claws down Diana's abs. Usually this would get the older excited. By now she should've flipped them over but she just sat still.
When she looked up at Diana she realised something was wrong. Diana's eyes were slightly red, her hands stayed by her side as if they were stuck there. She should be grabbing her not looking so... drained.
Her and Diana had never been anything more than fuck buddies and that's all they'd ever be. But in that momment Diana looked so vulnerable.
She held Diana's face with her right paw. She retracted her claws and gently fondled the Amazon's face.
"Whats wrong" It wasn't like her to ask. Truthfully she should've kicked her out the momment she realized she wasn't here to fuck. But that would make her a hypocrite because she shouldnt have gotten involved with her in the first place.
Diana found comfort in Cheetahs arms. That night they binged trashy reality TV with a bucket of ice cream. Barbara cuddled into Diana and Diana held her tight.