Would you like to see a different side of Wally, Artemis and Zatanna? :-)
She was resting her head on the pillow next to his too-warm face, caressing his hands when there was a knock at the door.
"Artemis! You look dreadful. I knew you'd need me. Come on, where is he?" It was Zatanna. Artemis was glad to see her face. She looked fresh and carried the crisp morning air inside with her. She followed her friend into her own bedroom. When she saw Wally's uncharacteristically helpless state, her fingers flew up to her lips.
"Oh, you poor baby!" Zatanna knelt beside him and gently brushed his fringe, which lay over and clung to his forehead with sweat like wilted flower petals. "He looks so different! Oh Artemis-" Then she was holding Artemis lovingly by the shoulders and peering at the sleep-deprived tireless girl for signs of suffering, which she knew must be more than she would show. "Come here, you." And she hugged her friend who she knew would take comfort in it. It was then that Artemis suddenly felt her body shout out it's hunger. Along with a pang of dizziness.
"Whoah there, you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's nothing."
"Right, that's it. Lie down on that bed. I'm getting some food in you." And the lithe, raven haired girl went to the kitchen and commenced to make a busy noise.
Artemis lowered her body next to him. She closed her heavy eyes, and sighed, but not with the intention to sleep. Maybe it was her friend's warm dependability, or the soft mattress, pillow and duvet under her, or Wally's easier breathing and his large heavy frame next to her, but when Zatanna came back into the room with soup and fresh sandwiches, the pair of tired lovebirds were adorably curled toward each other, fast asleep.
"Oh my god." She couldn't help saying to herself. "Aren't you guys the cutest…" She quietly put the tray down and took over monitoring the lovebird with the high fever.
It wasn't long into her shift when she heard a stir from the bed so she looked up. Wally had put his hand into Artemis's hair, which was out of its ponytail and covering one eye. He wasn't frowning in his sleep anymore and in fact had a pretty relaxed expression. So Zatanna felt his forehead and just to make sure, lifted his muscular arm slightly, reached into his hoodie, and inserted the thermometer in his armpit.
'Beep beep.' Just as she thought. Wally's fever was cooling!
"That metabolism." Zatanna smiled to herself shaking her head. But then Wally made a sound and she couldn't be sure if he was completely asleep still.
"Mmm. Artemis… I got an itch… you need to… make better." …He looked asleep. "Arrrtemis…" he murmured childishly next, "I need you… in my… you know where…" Zatanna's suspicion was sinking into realisation. "It's time… I'm hungry, Art…" Then Wally did something to make Zatanna's mouth fall open. Next to him, Artemis was in too deep a sleep to wake up from it. Wally, even in his apparent sleep, was deft and practiced enough to reach under Artemis's T-shirt and accurately reach her bra. Zatanna was awkwardly torn, standing in front of the changing atmosphere of the bed. Should she leave the room? Is he going to continue? Should she wake him? Should she just ignore it? He still needed attention. His fever could come back.
Zatanna watched, simultaneously wanting to flee and stay, as Wally slid his hand down Artemis's midsection to her waist and then as his long arm curved into a possessive hold at her waist. She had never really consciously thought this to herself before because when the guys stood together, Connor was always such a standout in size and power, but… Wally West could really hold his own. His arms, she noticed, were rather on the large side, and not only that, she knew from mission experience with him that he was definitely stronger than normal gym body builders. In particular she recalled how easily he could lift Artemis to his chest. Then before she could stop herself, she imagined Wally being able to overpower her despite her real effort and pin her arms down. She could feel herself blush internally, especially with no onlookers to catch her. She looked at Artemis. With her hair down and draping sexily over her shoulders and face while she slept, Zatanna saw a delicate feminine side of her for the first time. Artemis never really showed herself vulnerably to anyone. That being said, Wally's show of possessive appetite for her sent familiar currents deep inside Zatanna, and Artemis's cute but impressive body pushed its way into Zatanna's imagination. She imagined Artemis enjoying being overwhelmed by Wally. Her soft lips now, a perfect kind of shape, made sense as to how Wally might find them sexy. Imagining them kissing or sucking anything was too easy. Suddenly,
"How long are you going to look at her?" Zatanna thought she would jump out of her skin. Wally was looking right at her, without having moved his head from the pillow, his hand still hungrily on Artemis's exposed waist.
"I-I… I wasn't…" She faltered.
"I saw that." Wally quietly said, dangerously.
"Saw what?" Zatanna could feel her brain scrambling for a way out, unsuccessfully.
"You want to see how it would feel." His quiet, measured tone told her he was more than recovered. He was testing her. Zatanna couldn't stop herself reddening.
"What are you talking about…" She weakly asserted. Wally slowly rose, one hand supporting himself on the bed, the other still provocatively on Artemis. His right hand began to slide ever so slowly up her bare skin, lifting her T-shirt in the process. All the while, Wally's eyes never left Zatanna's. His face was completely calm and focused. She could feel herself barely keeping composure. Without realising it, her breath had grown fast and heavy.
"How long have you been awake?" She tried to eye him defiantly. Wally's lips turned into a dangerous smile, eyes amused and predatory.