Bonds

Timeline: immediately after Feel My Pain


Diana screamed.

"Don't kill him! I'll give you anything you want!"

"Shh, princess," Bruce grabbed her about the shoulders. "I'm here, I'm here."

Another nightmare. Her wild expression calmed down. "Did I… did I break anything this time?"

"No, all the vases are intact. And you didn't hit me. It's not as bad as last week," he commented positively.

The blue eyes glistened, slightly wet. "I could slice your head off. I don't want to accidentally…" she trailed off and hung her head. She reached out to take his hand, and he gripped back tightly. "Maybe I should move out for a while?"

"No," he said in a tone that left no room for argument. "No, you're my wife, you're staying here with me. I can take whatever nightmare you may have."

Suddenly she had an idea. She gently pulled away. She hovered out of the bed and retrieved her lasso from their closet, then returned to sit on the bed beside him. She held the rope out. "Tie this on me." He proceeded to do so. He looped the rope around one wrist like a bracelet and tied a simple knot.

She slapped him.

It stung, naturally. Then he realized he was still on the bed and not crashed into a wall. "What gives?"

She held her arms out to him. "Squeeze me. Hard." He did. She was soft. "Oww! Stop, enough." He raised his eyebrows at her in question.

"I lose my powers if I let myself be bound willingly. But only if I'm willing. I have to be eager. It doesn't work if I'm coerced. If you tried this on me while I was brainwashed or unconscious—like a group of unfortunates found out the hard way during the hundred years war—you'd find yourself thrown across five rooms in two seconds flat."

He palmed his face. "Princess, you of all people… One weakness. An unbelievably unexploitable weakness. Of course it has to be a kinky one."

"Kinky?! What's so kinky about it?"

If she only knew. "Despite the physical evidence I still can't believe you managed to stay this innocent across three thousand years."

"It's not like anyone could educate me when I could squash heads like grapes. That tends to be a libido killer."

"Really, you never liked anyone enough to let him?"

"I liked a few men over the millennia, some more than others, but never up to that point. There was only ever that one guy, fifty years ago. It didn't work out due to lots of issues."

He knew she referred to himself, of course. "That sounds like something we can fix right now." He pushed her down, then grabbed the rope and tied her hands with it to the headboard post haste. They slept naked, which made the rest of his tasks convenient.

"Am I going to get another lesson?"

"No. I just plan to enjoy myself. You were on top last time."

"But I like top."

"You and me both."

She moaned. "I—I like bottom too."

And they danced. He made good his word, enjoying every second while making sure she enjoyed it too, until she was practically begging for him to stop.

He rolled to her side as he caught his breath. He nuzzled at her neck as their bodies started to relax, her golden glow faintly illuminating the room.

Suddenly he realized something. He sat up and looked at her. She was tied up, no powers, completely under his mercy. It was just too much. He couldn't resist. He tentatively slid his hands to the sides of her waist.

Her sapphire eyes widened. "What's with that look—?"

He tickled.

"No! No tickling!" She giggled. He continued. She giggled harder. "NO!"

The gleam on her skin blinked out, the rope came undone by itself, and he found himself splattered on the far bedroom wall with a painfully throbbing sternum.

Diana gasped. "Sorry! I hate getting tickled."

He gingerly picked himself up and limped back towards the bed. As he slid back into the sheets beside her, he asked, "I thought you lose your powers if I bound you willingly?"

"Uhm, maybe there's a time limit? Maybe I gain my powers back after we finish?"

"Are you sure you weren't just pretending all this time?"

She shook her head. "I'm incapable of lying, you know that. That's actually a weakness, believe it or not. However… technically it's not lying if I don't know what the truth is…" she grinned mischievously. "Why don't you help me figure it out?"

His back still hurt from where he had hit the wall. Despite it, he wrapped his arms about her and pulled her to his side. "Go to sleep, princess."


A/N: And again, the love got boiled down to a one-sentence summary. DDLo18, I think I may get around to posting a full chapter, eventually. There's a chapter in the pipeline where the story doesn't make sense if it's summarized. =)

Next up is another full episode with four chapters.