"The Hour of Horror part 1.5"
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{Batman/Bruce Wayne}
"I awoke feeling warm. Too warm, I opened my eyes slowly and look around. It's so bright; the sun is glaring through a large bay window. I close my eyes tightly to defend against the offending brightness; the bed beneath me even feels strange. I take a deep cleansing breath, that's when I realize there is a strong arm bracing me, holding me around the waist in a very gentle yet firm, I feel a soft breath on the back of my neck; it sends tingles down my spine. "Where did you end up last night Batman? What did you do? My thoughts are interrupted as the figure behind me slightly moans; I feel lean powerful hips press into my backside. It's a guy? I take a breath in sharply. I've toyed with the thought of being with a man, I don't have any true objections to a male lover, but I think I would like to be aware and be able to remember such a thing. I sigh, returning to my thoughts. "What happened to me last night? I remember leaving the office, getting in the car, and crime alley, then in the warehouse a piercing sting. The high pitch noises in my ears so loud I couldn't think, then the horrors, my parents Damien and Jason. I should call them to find out if they are alright./em I begin trying to open my eyes again, god why does it have to be so bright. It takes a few minutes then my vision clears, I lift my head up over my shoulder to see the man who has me captive in his bed, neatly trimmed black hair, no stubble I lift my head further still the man makes an unhappy grunt but remains asleep as far as I can tell. I see a pair of black thick-rimmed glasses on his nightstand, the grip around my waist tightens and I am forced back down into a laying position, pulled even closer to a very comfortable warmth. I know at once who it is, Clark, I must be in his apartment in Metropolis. Why am I here? If I was subdued during battle the Batmobile has an automatic protocol to get me home.
"Alfred! My mind rushes; does he know where I am? That I am safe, I have to get to my comlink. This time I pull a little harder with more determination, I have to get to my belt. There is a slight grumble from Clark, but I am freed as He rolls to his back a solitary snore comes from between his scrumptious looking lips, I blush, what am I thinking, he is a friend, someone who I am close to, who I trust… I bite my bottom lip. I cannot let a moment of curious lust ruin everything we have built. I sigh dejectedly, still, my body responds to his deep rhythmic breathing, his lashes twitching his, well-muscled arms resting beside his strong torso… I notice he is shirtless. "Focus Bruce. I reel in my unruly thoughts. I get on the link and call Alfred. "Master Bruce?"
"Yes Alfred, I wanted to let you know I am safe, apparently I am at Superman's
"Yes I am aware, Mister Kent called earlier this morning, apparently you were double teamed by Dr. Krane and Jervis Tetch, he said you were in a pretty deep illusion sir, how are you feeling?"
"Strangely, rather well, I don't remember the last time I felt so…well…rested."
"That is good to hear Master Bruce; Shall I bring you a change of clothes sir?"
"Actually, it looks like Clark got my emergency clothes, out of the back of the Batmobile; ever since the Thanagarians locked us down I always travel with a stash of span
"Very good sir, don't forget to call the kids, Damien, is at Titan Tower."
"I will Alfred, and thanks, take it easy today old friend."
"Yes Sir, do be careful."
I call Jason first, he tells me he is doing well, but that I should call at a more decent hour, as he was out very late last night and was in the middle of a good dream. Damien and Dick tell me a similar tale, so I resign myself to a solo smirk, I look back over at the bed, Clark, starfished the entire thing. I smile; since I am here I might as well shower and start us some breakfast. I yawn, how I want to be back in those arms, I liked feeling him beside me, and for once I felt safe. I can help but take notice of his chiseled jaw and symmetrical features, he is so gorgeous, Lois was a lucky woman, right now they were off, but while they were together it must have been incredible. I shake my head, I really have got to control this train of thought, and maybe I have been depriving myself a little much if one glance can spark such desire. I turn on the water stripping out of the bottom armor pieces of my suit. I get in letting the hot water run over sore muscles; it feels so good as it runs down my front and in my hair and back. The previous night's sweat and grime washing away, I grabbed my La Nuit' de L'homme body wash the familiar suds clinging to me in all the right places, then I reach for my bottle of John Allen's Ocean Shampoo. It stimulates my scalp, I feel my body relax and unknot. I feel so refreshed as I walk out of the bathroom in my ripped blue jeans that I find myself humming as I walk into the kitchen and put on a pot of Coffee. Clark has crashed at the manner a couple of times, but I wonder if he would be offended that I didn't ask permission, before using his facilities. I gulp slightly and blush I really should have asked but he looked so attractive and peaceful sleeping there…come to think about it I only have seen him sleep a couple of times and one of them was when he was locked inside Dr. Destiny's nightmare. We have quarters on the watchtower, we usually use them after monitor duty before returning back on Earth. I decide should go check on him, and tell him that I used his shower.
(Character switch){Superman/Clark Kent}
"I woke up and peered at the alarm clock on my nightstand it is almost ten AM. I still feel tired, though it was strange having Bruce in my bed his quiet snores made me snicker a few times, who would have thought that Bruce Wayne snores. At first, I was anxious having him there next to me in such vulnerable state, and my thoughts about him made me blush, I was afraid I might offend him while I was sleeping, my anatomy sometimes betrays me and he just drips raw hot sexuality. I bet he would be a tremendous lover. "Seriously, Clark," I pinch nose between my brows, "what is wrong with you Kent seriously?" I shake my head it must be that I miss Lois, or maybe it was something different altogether, I have been so close to Bruce that I know the rhythm of his heartbeat, I know when he is down or worried even if he doesn't show it, I have seen him in some pretty vulnerable times, and he me. Hell, the man has saved me more times than I can count. Last night being so close to him, feeling him next to me, felt right and I can't believe I am not waking up until almost ten in the morning I haven't slept that late since I was a kid. I sigh; I just realized Bruce is nowhere to be seen, I can hear the shower running. I smile I can just see him in there, the water as hot as it will go, soap suds running down his barreled chest and sexy eight pack, his head thrown back as water drips down his hair and face. I feel my face burning with embarrassment also I am aroused, the thought of this man's tongue, darting expertly in my mouth, his strong hands cupping my face and pushing into me. His lean hips grinding against mine as his skillful caress explores every inch of me. I sigh, my erection straining against the seams of my pajama pants. I throw myself back down on the bed and pull the covers over my head, Ugh Clark could you be any more ridiculous, I mean really he is Batman and Bruce Wayne billionaire playboy… I don't know anything right now; I have never been more confused in my entire life. I close my eyes tightly letting my mind drift to other places, like work, what kind of fluff piece Perry would have me write next or how things are at the watchtower…my mind going around in tireless circles always coming back to Bruce, and if he would ever…with me…a man…Superman. I must have drifted off cause the next thing I am aware of is a hand, his hand running along my shoulders. "Hey Clark, you ok, it's almost 1 PM, I have been trying to wake you for at least an hour now. I wanted to let you know I used your shower, I should have asked." He is holding a mug in his hand, it smells pleasant, and I can see the steam rolling off the top. He has a slight smirk on his face like he knows something, he always knows. I pull myself up in the bed leaning against my plush pillow, taking special care to keep the blanket over my lap. "You must have been having some kind of intense dream, you've been squirming a bit." Again that smirk on his face tells me he is on to something, he smells so good right now, he is so close. "Alright I'll bite, what are you up to?" He smiles a rare smile, his piercing blue eyes holding an heir of mischievousness. "Me, I am not up to anything," his tone is playful; I don't think I have ever seen this side of him. "I made you coffee, and some breakfast." I watch him push himself off the bed. "I don't normally cook so be fragile with my ego alright" I see that he has prepared scrambled eggs, bacon strips." It smells good; it's up to the taste test. I see him looking at me, almost anxiously.
(Character Switch) {Batman/Bruce Wayne}
He is looking at me strangely, I feel my face heat a little bit, my breath coming quicker than normal. "Get a grip, Bruce…" I usually have better control over my anxieties than this. I bite my lip as I watch him take a tentative nibble of the eggs, the anticipation is killing me. "So is it good?" I run my hand roughly through my still damp hair and I feel a lump rising in my throat. He smiles at me and chews, "Come on Kent, I know I am no Gordon Ramsey, but they can't be that bad." I sigh a bit frustrated but I know Clark is doing this on purpose, my inward thoughts reminding me to just keep it cool and calm. "Fine Kent have it your way, I am sure there is a bagel shop nearby." A burst of Rich hearty laughter erupts from his chest the side of his bright blue eyes crinkles a bit. "They taste fine Bruce, I just didn't know you could cook, thank you." I sigh in relief, I didn't even realize I had been holding my breath. "Well I am glad, I have to get back to Gotham, thanks for saving my ass last night Kent, who knows where I would have woken up if you hadn't found me, but what brought you there..."
TO BE CONTINUED...