The sun was rising over a remote atoll in the South Pacific Ocean.  On the shore, lying inside a giant clam shell, were two figures, one male, one female, naked, cuddling together.  Both were incredible physical specimens – tan, toned, and ripped, with barely an ounce of fat on either one.   The male was blond and tall, around 6’4”; the female was a brunette and around 5’10”.  They appeared to be the picture of perfect bliss, hundreds of miles away from any other sign of civilization.

“Mmm, Arthur,” the brunette sighed contentedly, “that was…amazing…”

The man opened his eyes and smiled.  “You weren’t so bad yourself, Curia.  I know now why they call you ‘Wonder Woman’.”

“And you definitely are the King of the Sea, Aquaman!” Curia sat up slowly, her body still nestled against Arthur’s as she looked out at the amazing sunrise.  “I wish we could stay here all day…forever, in fact!”

“You flatter me, Curia.  I will need to be getting back to Atlantis before long – Mera’s expecting me to chair a meeting of some sort.  A king’s work is never done.”

“Speaking of Mera…are you sure she’s okay with, you know, this?”

“Mera is my queen, and that alone gives her a sense of comfort.  She knows that as the King of the Sea, there are certain things I’m going to do that she has to accept.  And besides, nobody knows we are here.  Even the Watchtower couldn’t find this place.  And there’s hundreds more just like it, all across the ocean.”

“Wow…hundreds…”

“So I have to ask you, Wonder Woman – are Clark and Bruce going to be okay with this, if they should find out?  Bruce is the master detective, after all.”

“You do realize, dear Arthur, that I’m NOT Diana, right?” she smiled sweetly back at him.  “I honestly don’t know what she ever saw in either one of them.  And every time I’m in their presence, I know I’m being compared to her, to a ghost, a memory.  You’ve never treated me like that.  And I know we both grew up much more modestly than either of them did, and didn’t realize our destiny until much later.  I feel so much more connected to you than I ever could to a billionaire or a super-powered alien.  Trust me.”  She leaned down and gave him a deep, powerful kiss.

“Damn.” Arthur shrugged, once the kiss was finally broken.  “I guess I’m pretty fortunate then.  To be married to Mera, and have Wonder Woman as a side chick.”

Curia gave him a look, then playfully punched him in the shoulder.  “Side chick, huh?”

“Ouch, girl, that stung! Did you forget for a moment who you are?”  He stood up and pulled on his orange shirt, then his dark green pants and boots.

“Leaving so soon, love?” Curia reached up as if to try and stop him, but it was a halfhearted attempt.

“Yeah, I had better be getting back to Atlantis.  But you are welcome to stay here as long as you like.”  He put on his golden belt and gloves, then whistled.  A few seconds later, his submarine emerged from the water nearby.

Curia watched as he zipped away, then glanced to a rock a few feet away, where all of her clothing and items lay.  Then she reclined back into the clam shell, closing her eyes and enjoying the feeling of the morning sun on her body.

 

Thousands of miles away, at the bottom of the ocean, sat the undersea city of Atlantis.  In the heart of the city, sitting on her throne, Mera was livid as she watched a video being shown to her on the large screen before her.

“What is the meaning of this, Siren?” the red-haired queen snarled at the light-green mermaid with completely black eyes that stood before her.  “What sort of evil is behind this?”

“No evil,” Siren smiled.  “I took this just a few hours ago, it’s very clear what is going on.”

“After everything you have tried to do to me, to Arthur, you expect me to believe you don’t have some sort of hidden agenda? That you’re sharing this with me out of the goodness of your heart?”

“I never said anything of the sort – I just thought you might want to know what kind of man your husband is, Mera.”

“I KNOW what kind of man he is, Siren,” Mera glowered.  “He is the King of the Sea! I expect there will be dalliances.  But with HER? Wonder Woman?”

“A surface dweller,” Siren snickered.  “And an Amazon, at that.  You know what kind of tramps they are, how easily they can bend a man to their will.”

“Yes, I’m quite aware.  So it sounds like you’re about to propose something?” Mera asked, her full attention now on the mysterious mermaid.

“Yes, I’ll go take care of the Amazon wench for you.  Once I’m finished with her, she won’t be a problem for you anymore.  Then I’ll return and we can discuss fair compensation for my services.”

“What do you mean, ‘take care of’?” Mera looked unsure.  “I don’t want her dead – the last thing we need is the whole Justice League coming down here again, and another war with the surface.”

“Oh no, what I have in mind wouldn’t be permanent, but trust me, she will think twice before jumping in the sack with the King of the Sea again.”

Mera shook her head, weighing the proposal she had just been offered.  “Fine.  Teach that bitch a lesson, and make sure that nobody can trace this back here, got it?”

Siren grinned.  “Our history is well known – nobody would ever believe you would ask me for a favor.”

“I didn’t ask.  Now go, do whatever it is you mean to do, and then we’ll see if it’s worth anything.”

Siren bowed her head reverently, then floated away.  Mera watched her leave, crossing her arms as she once again glanced at the image frozen on the screen.

“She could have any man she wants,” the Queen of Atlantis muttered, “even Superman, and she has to pick my Arthur?”  She finally turned off the screen before it made her any angrier.