Author Notes: To say that Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice is on my mind is an understatement. Have not written WonderBat for years, long before the trailers/spoilers released in the past year, but this is a one shot, at least until the movie comes out in two months. There is no real set up, with extremely powerful individuals meeting and hitting it off and getting acquainted.
Note 2: The note above and this one shot, written in January 2016, but never released, but release it now before my WonderBat multi-chapter coming in September 2021, but the two not connected.
Porn Battle Golden Oldies: DCU, Bruce Wayne (Batman)/Diana Prince (Wonder Woman), masks, high heels, hips, need, honor, better than me, do what it takes, always, contingency, paranoia, truth, missed you so much, heated, passion, let me in
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First Impressions
Bruce was bored. These charity functions usually put together at his request, once or twice a year and he would attend, make an appearance, and then leave. However, the real reason he was there bored, was because of her, Diana Prince. That was her name, but he did not believe her. Someone gorgeous and out of his league, fascinated and intrigued him.
Diana has also not met too many people. Of course, she knew about humans and their thirst for power and acceptance, but that was not on the top of her list right now. Searching the crowd for a tall, handsome, and interesting man. Finding him was her only thought right now.
Sipping her drink and not drawing any attention, she moved amongst the crowd with drink in her hand, she wondered again why she was even there. She knew the answer when she heard his name and everyone stopped and turned toward the entrance. The excited crowd came alive and then she saw him. It was Bruce Wayne, the billionaire heart-breaker, as he was known by the tabloids, but she did not know him that way at all.
He had invited her here to meet new people, to mingle as it were, but that was not the real reason. He wanted to get to know her without any strings or questions asked. He must know her identity or not.
After speaking briefly with Clark Kent of the Daily Planet, and Lex Luthor, the organizer of the event, he made his way through the crowd. Their eyes locked briefly and then he followed her.
Once out on the balcony, it was quiet and no one was there. She felt his presence without turning around.
"Why am I here?" She asked but did not turn around.
"I invited you," he replied. "Aren't you having fun?"
She chuckled. "No more than you, apparently. Neither of us would be standing out here and not inside where the 'fun' is right?"
She did have a point. "I suppose so." He paused. "Diana?" She took his breath away. It took everything in him not to grab her and kiss her. Unsure how she would respond, which was new for him, he held his feelings in check for a little while longer.
She turned to him. "Yes, what is it?"
"You look beautiful tonight," he whispered and stared at her lovely face.
"Thank you," she said and took another sip of wine.
Enthralled, he stared at her, then, "I wish we could leave here and … talk, but" he hesitated.
"You have to stay; I understand." The air was thick with tension. "Why don't you meet me at my hotel and we can … talk?"
He swallowed. "If you're not too tired, I did want to ask you a few questions."
"But you can't ask me here?" She asked.
"No, it's not for … gossip-mongers," he replied and glanced around. Clark Kent was standing not far away watching them.
Her eyebrows rose. "Now I am intrigued."
"I'll escort you out," he said and took her arm.
Clark watched them leave and wondered who she was and why Bruce Wayne was leaving this event. It was in his name. Being a reporter, he could not help but feel something was going on.
Once outside, her car pulled up but instead of waiting for him to escort her to her car, she left his side, turned back for a quick look and then she was gone.
Bruce stood there, a bit stunned, and watched her car drive away until it disappeared.
Shaking his head to clear it, he turned back to the charity event with one thing on his mind.
Clark knew what was happening. "So that's it."
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Two hours later, Diana was sipping a drink and watching the late-night news when a knock came at her door.
She opened it and there stood Bruce Wayne looking fine, she had to calm her racing heart, but it was useless. She was unable to read his face, then she backed up. He closed the door and then loosened his tie.
"Mr. Wayne, I do not know what you think is going to happen."
"Thinking of a lot of things," he said.
Her next words stopped him. "I know who you are underneath that suit and tie."
"Oh really, and who am I?" He asked and waited.
"You're Batman."
He chuckled. "Where did you get such a crazy idea?"
"I followed you and I saw you."
That got his attention. "Oh, I see," he murmured and turned from her then turned back and looked her up and down, his disdain clear. "Why did I think you were any different from any other woman?"
"What the hell does that mean?" She asked sharply.
He reached for his wallet. "How much do you want? You must know how rich I am."
Diana felt insulted like never. "How dare you? You can leave right now."
"Do not think I will," he whispered and came closer.
"Stop right there, Mr. Wayne, I mean it." She backed up.
"So polite, but I have to wonder where you learned how to speak that way. Is that an accent? Where are you from? What is your real name? It can't possibly be Diana Prince."
"My name is Diana Prince. And I don't care whether you believe me or not."
He watched her closely. "I do believe you." He suddenly felt contrite. "I'm sorry I said those things. I've never," he hesitated.
"Never what?" Diana asked intrigued but she did not know why.
He looked into her eyes. "Have never wanted anything this much," he confessed and turned from her. "I'll leave now."
"Wait, Mr. Wayne, I mean Bruce." Diana did not understand his feelings but she did want to get to know him. "What did you want to ask me?"
"Felt this connection with you when we talked earlier today and," he stopped and stared at her, "Wanted to kiss you," Bruce admitted with a shy grin.
Diana should not have been surprised but she was. He was a bit shy and forward or somewhere in between. She then decided to tell him the truth. "You don't know who I am do you, I mean, who I really am?"
He frowned. "You're Diana Prince."
She then reached up and released her hair, twirled and there she stood in her costume.
"What the hell?" Bruce stared at her unbelieving. "You're Wonder Woman?"
She chuckled. "Surprised you did not recognize me."
"The name didn't ring any bells and your hair threw me off, but you are her."
"Yes I am … and you're Batman."
He chuckled. "Yes, I'm Batman," he admitted it.
"Aren't we something?" She smiled at him.
Bruce smiled but only for a second. "Can we start over?"
"I'd like that," she agreed, flirting with him.
The air was thick again. "Well, I guess I'll leave now." But he stood there staring at her.
"Okay," she said and walked by him but he grabbed her hand. "Bruce, what?"
"Diana?"
She suddenly realized that he was going to kiss her and to her shock, she wanted him to.
He smiled at her, and Diana's heart melted into a puddle in her chest. He pulled her to him. "Say you want me," he demanded in a tone of voice that melted other parts of her body, shocking her yet again.
"Well, I don't think," she mumbled staring at his lips.
Bruce could not take it anymore and then he kissed her passionately letting her know without a doubt why he had pursued her and why he had come to her room. His kisses were intoxicating. He kissed her with more passion as he slanted his mouth across hers. His kisses were driving her mad. His tongue slid across her lips hoping to gain entrance.
Her mouth opened thrilling him and spurring him on. His kisses were everywhere, on her lips, on her neck. Diana was gasping for breath.
Bruce wanted and needed her desperately, and she felt the same way. Diana moaned loudly then as her thoughts were running wild imagining what he would do next.
"Oh, Bruce," she managed to say between kisses. She wanted to feel his hands all over her body, she admitted it to herself, shocking her yet again.
He spoke his thoughts as kisses rained down her throat, then, "Diana, I want you." He pressed his hips against hers and she felt his blatant desire for her.
All she could think to say was, "Oh, yes, I want you too."
Smiling, he turned her around and moved her hair aside. "I truly like this costume," he murmured and helped remove it slowly.
She stood before him naked and helped him remove his clothes. "Where's your costume?"
"I'll show you later, much later," he replied and then he picked her up, fell on the bed, then they rolled to face each other.
"I can't wait," she said and looked him up and down. He was not a young man by any stretch but he was well toned and in shape.
Bruce could not help but notice her frank appraisal of him. "You like what you see?"
"Someone's fishing for compliments."
He raised his eyebrows. "Well?"
"Damn, you're totally hot, Mr. Wayne," she purred but she liked calling him that.
He shook his head at her. "No more talking, Ms. Prince," he said eyes fixated on her breasts.
"I agree," she said and then he leaned over and took a perk nipple into his mouth.
Diana closed her eyes, stroked his dark head, the back arched he licked and suckled to his heart's content. His lips and tongue were working their magic on both breasts and his moans of pleasure, suckling, and licking noises were driving her mad with wanting him. Warm, moist heat flooded her inner walls, exciting her senses to a fever pitch.
Suddenly, she flipped him over she was on stop of him, but her breasts found its way back into his mouth. "Oh, my, that feels good," she whispered, but she ached and burned for more, so much more.
As if he had read her thoughts, flipped her back onto her back and captured her mouth again. He lifted her leg so she could feel him, then he rubbed the head of his erection against her swollen lips, wet with desire for him, and they both moaned loudly needing this more than they ever had before.
His hand moved to the juncture of her thighs and she was slick and warm with desire. He kissed her sweet mouth repeatedly then he pulled her beneath him, but he was not ready not yet.
He kissed his way down her body and Diana closed her eyes and held her breath. "Open your eyes, Diana."
She opened her eyes then he leaned in and gave her lick a from her anus to her clitoris. She shuddered as he continued his way up and down, over her swollen membrane, her sex repeatedly. It felt good; she ground her hips against his face. His fingers entered her body in and out. Her hips rotated in rhythm with his fingers. Minutes later, she shuddered her climax and he lapped it up and it felt amazing.
He had to have her then he pressed against her opening and thrust home and did not stop until fully embedded within her body. Diana lifted her arms and legs to pull him close eager for him to move. He quickly found the pace that had her climbing toward another climax and she clung to his shoulders. He held her tightly to him as his arms slipped beneath her body to pull her closer.
Diana's breathing increased when Bruce thrusts more rapidly against her and then it happened. He felt her body shudder as she climaxed. He was right behind her as his body jerked and he cried out his pleasure against her neck as he joined her in completion.
Bruce continued to kiss her and hold her tight. He withdrew and settled back into her arms as they clung to each other and their heartbeats slowed. He smiled against her temple and he could not help but think of their first meeting in Washington. He felt enthralled by her beauty, her aura of femininity, her elegance, and sensed something mysterious about her. He could not resist her even if he wanted to, and she felt the same way.
Diana snuggled into his arms and wondered again at her trust and quick acceptance of this man. She knew everything she needed to know on the surface, his name, his reputation with the ladies, but he is a stranger to her. Her feelings were confusing, but it was clear that they had connected on a deeper level, one that she had never in her life felt before, well maybe not the first time.
"Are you all right? Did I hurt you?" Diana felt worried.
He frowned. "No, I'm fine," he replied, wonderful, he thought.
"I'm glad. You know, Bruce, I was wondering…" Diana began.
"What, what were you thinking?"
"You need my help, don't you?"
Frowning, he leaned up on his elbow to look at her. "And how in the world could you help me?"
"Well, I am pretty strong and I do have superpowers that could come in handy."
"But I did not come here to ask you anything like that. I thought you were only," he hesitated.
"A woman to have sex with you. Am I right?" She did not believe that and the hurt was visible in his eyes. "I'm sorry," she murmured and tried to get out of bed.
But he stopped her by grabbing her arm. "I'm not going to deny it, Diana, I was attracted to you from the first moment we met and yes, that's why I came here, but now," he hesitated.
"Oh, I see, now you care about me because we had sex?" She asked and snatched her arm away and got out of bed, headed to the bathroom, and shut the door.
He stood at the door and listened. The shower water came on. The door not locked, then he opened it. "Don't do this, Diana. We have something good here and I," he hesitated. "Can you hear me, Diana? He did not wait for an answer and entered the shower.
She turned from him and continued to lather and wash her body. She tried to wash her back but he decided to help her.
"Let me," he whispered and took the cloth from her. She stood still while he went ahead to lather her back, shoulders and arms, then he reached lower. She spread her legs and he washed her there as well. "Rinse off, he commanded.
Her head under the shower spray, the lather was gone in a minute, then grabbed her and kissed her. She kissed him back never wanting to stop. He did not either.
Diana had a feeling that this would be their relationship, saying things they did not mean to gain the upper hand, hurting each other, but they needed each other, needed this, at least for now.
"Stand right there," he whispered behind her. "Spread your legs."
Then he was inside of her and her hands braced themselves against the glass. "Oh, yes," she murmured and moaned deep in her throat. She let him take her to a place only they could reach.
"Yes that's it," he said repeatedly, moving deeper inside.
Soon, they were there, then he left her body, leaving her hanging. Before she could speak, he turned her around and pushed her up against the wall. He lifted her legs to hold him tighter. Her strength was almost hurting him, but he did not mind one bit. He entered her with one smooth glide and then their trip to the stars began again.
"I like … the way … you think," she whispered and then she kissed him. He kissed her back slanting his lips against hers. Diana did not want it to end but their bodies had other ideas. Minutes later, they climaxed strongly at the same time clutching each other close. Hot wet kisses exchanged repeatedly as their bodies cooled and their breathing returned to normal.
He slowly left her body, picked her up, grabbed a towel and dried her off paying far too much attention to her inner thighs.
She smiled at him. "Thanks, Bruce," she whispered. He dried himself off and joined her in bed.
Her head on chest, she asked. "Now what?"
He glanced at his watch. "It's late but I don't have anywhere to be do you?"
"No, cannot think of any place I would rather be."
Her words gave him pause but he liked them. "Me neither."
And so, it begins.
The end!
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Song Inspiration: You and I Collide, Howie Day.
A/N: Had far too much fun writing these two but decided to end it there. Only here picking up old prompts and adding thoughts about the recent trailers, waiting for the movie to drop! March 25, 2016, is it here yet? Thank you for reading. Reviews are love! (Cannot believe I found this dirty little thing from 2016! Hope you enjoyed it. Look for my WonderBat multi-chapter coming soon.)