The Golden Tyrant: Superman’s Omniversal Conquest

Kal paused, giving each of them a pointed look. "You're not worried about danger—because you know I've mapped every inch of that place. And you're not here to stop me—because you've decided to come along, right?"

Selina smirked, crossing her arms. "Well, it seems our husband isn't just a pretty face after all."

Ivy's smile widened as she stepped closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Of course we're coming. Did you really think we'd let you run off alone to some magical new multiverse without us?"

Superman chuckled, his gaze softening as Harley draped an arm over his shoulder.

"You'd be lonely without us, anyway," she said with a grin. "Besides, it's been way too long since we had some real fun together."

"You three don't miss a step, do you?" Superman said, his tone both exasperated and fond.

"You know us," Selina replied, her fingers trailing lightly down his chest. "Always ready for an adventure. Besides, if you're about to start making new 'connections' in this cultivation world, you'll need us there to keep things… interesting."

Harley grinned wickedly. "And maybe to kick some butt while we're at it. Ain't no way I'm lettin' ya hog all the glory!"

Ivy, her emerald eyes gleaming with mischief, was the first to step forward.

Her slender fingers trailed down his arm, the soft touch sending a shiver through his otherworldy frame. "So are we," she purred, a playful tone in her voice.

"And isn't that part of why you love us?"

Ivy slipped her arm through Superman's. "We've already talked it over. We're coming, Kal. No arguments. And if you say no…"

Her emerald eyes gleamed mischievously as a vine slithered playfully around his waist. "Let's just say I have my ways of convincing you."

Before he could respond, Harley was suddenly at his side, her signature playful grin lighting up her face.

She leaned in close, her breath brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Come on, Kal. Admit it. You'd rather have us around, stirrin' the pot and keepin' things interestin'."

She giggled as her hands slid over his chest, tapping rhythmically like she was playing her favorite tune.

Selina's approach was slower but no less deliberate.

Her golden eyes shimmered with a sly, knowing smile as she placed her hand lightly on his chest, the other trailing up to his jaw.

Her touch was soft, teasing, yet her intent was clear. "And besides," she said smoothly, "how are we supposed to survive without you? You're our Superman."

Superman exhaled deeply, his shoulders tense under their combined attention.

For all his strength, their collective presence was his one undeniable weakness. "Ivy… Selina… Harley…" His voice was unsteady, betraying the internal battle he fought to maintain his resolve.

But Ivy, ever the seductress, pressed her advantage. Slipping behind him, she wound her arms around his waist, her lips brushing the curve of his ear.

"Hush," she whispered, her voice as smooth as silk. "You don't need to say anything, darling. We all know you miss us as much as we miss you."

As if on cue, Harley's hand dipped lower, her grin widening as she threw a conspiratorial look at Selina. "Looks like someone's finally startin' to loosen up."

Selina chuckled, her voice a low, throaty purr as she leaned in closer. "What did I tell you, Ivy? We're very persuasive."

Superman sighed dramatically, though the warmth in his voice was undeniable. "I don't have much of a choice, do I?"

"None at all," Selina said smoothly, her lips curving into a smile.

"Fine," Superman conceded, his gaze lingering on each of them in turn.

"But just remember, this isn't just a vacation. We're exploring uncharted territory, even for us. No reckless stunts. Ivy, that means no terraforming a new garden. Harley, no redecorating with explosives. Selina, no… stealing ancient artifacts."

Harley pouted playfully. "Aw, where's the fun in that?"

Selina shrugged. "No promises."

Ivy's smile was all innocence. "You know I'd never do anything reckless."

Superman shook his head, finally breaking into a broad smile. "I'm doomed."

"And you love it," Harley quipped, throwing her arms around him as the group shared a moment of laughter.

Ivy smirked knowingly as her hands slid around his shoulders. "And we'll make sure you don't get too lonely. After all, it's a dangerous journey. You'll need… distractions."

Superman's head tilted back as he let out a rare, genuine laugh. "You three are going to be the death of me."

"Better us than anyone else," Selina replied with a wink, her hand tracing slow, deliberate circles over his chest.

The mood shifted as their laughter softened, replaced by a quieter, more intimate tension.

Ivy's fingers wove through his hair as she pressed closer.

Selina's lips ghosted along his jawline, her teasing touch sparking heat wherever it lingered.

Harley slipped around to the other side, her mischievous grin softening into something more genuine as she rested her forehead against his.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still, the garden glowing with the warmth of their shared energy. Superman allowed himself to let go of the ever-present weight on his shoulders, melting into the embrace of the women who had become an inseparable part of his life.

"Missed you love," he said softly, his voice full of sincerity.

"And we also missed you," Ivy replied, her voice equally tender.

Their closeness deepened as touches lingered, and the gentle hum of nature seemed to pulse in harmony with their shared connection.

 It was a rare, fleeting moment of vulnerability—a reminder that even the strongest man in the multiverse could find sanctuary in the arms of those he loved.

To Be Continued...