The Cosmic Connection.
A:N/ I don't own these characters so don't sue me. I would almost like to say that I don't know if I will continue this, depends on the reception I receive.
Chapter 1:
The nesting bats chirped at one another as the Dark Knight of Gotham worked on his massive computer system. As he connected wires and cables under the desk for an upgrade of the network interface to handle the new protocols Wayne Tech created for multi input sources. Bruce received a notice that his personal teleporter was being activated from the metro tower in Metropolis. Only two people had access to it sans himself and Alfred.
Bruce pulled himself up from under the computer, and made himself presentable by dawning his cowl. The flash of the transporter receiving the person happened a moment later. Standing there in a silk evening dress was Diana of Themyscira. Her presence always took away his breath but this time the sexy red form fitting dress accenting her curves nearly knocked him from a loop.
"Diana," Bruce croaked, trying not to allow his voice to break up like a horny teenage boy.
"Bruce." she replied as she sauntered over towards him. Her red shoes clicked on the hard rock and metal surfaces as she made her way towards him. Bruce's eyebrow raised in question. Why is she here?
"Going somewhere?"
"No."
Her reply gave him pause, why was she dressed to the nines if she wasn't going out and why was she here? Diana stopped a few feet from the man in black and simply smiled at him.
"Lovely dress." Bruce said as he subconsciously licked his lips.
"Thanks!" Diana beamed as she ran a hand down the side of it.
"Is it new?" he knew it was, he never saw her wear it before.
"Yes, it was a gift sent to the metro tower yesterday."
"From who?" the Dark Knights internal paranoia kicked into high gear.
"Anonymous sender."
Bruce turned on his heels and picked up a multi spectrum scanner he was using from the rewiring of the connections to his computer and started to scan her. Diana rolled her eyes and he slowly walked around her and did a full spectrum analysis of the dress.
"Mister Terrific already did that." Diana sighed in annoyance. Micheal was good, but the perfectionist in him wouldn't allow that to stop him from rescanning her.
"Clean." he said as he finished scanning the dress as he placed the device back and turned and looked at her. Diana just smirked at him.
He looked her up and down. Damn those legs go on forever as he finally reaches her midsection. The dress hugged her hips perfectly, he continued his way up. The dress molded her body flawless. His eyes landed on her ample breast and for the first time saw her nipples were erect. His eyes automatically landed on hers and he noticed how they looked bigger and brighter than he had ever seen before.
The air was suddenly thick with electricity, he felt his own pulse quicken. Diana reached out to him and ran a single finger along the exposed jawline.
"Is that why you don't cover it up?" her eyebrow rose and she smirked at him.
"What?" Bruce couldn't think as she teased him.
"That you never cover that sexy jawline." Diana's voice was thick and heavy. He could smell her heavenly scent, it was intoxicating at the moment. Suddenly the two were kissing and groping at each other. He had to feel her. Gone were the gloves.
His hand took a hold of her large breast and with his thumb and pointer finger started to tweek one of said erect nipples. Diana moaned into his mouth as one hand landed on the growing bulge in his groin. The two fondled each other as they started to slowly undress one another.
Moments later the two pulled away from the heavy kissing and locked into each other's eyes. Diana pushed him back into the throne like chair and straddled his lap. Diana lowered herself on to his erect phallus. Both moaned out as she bottomed out. Bruce lips sought out her's as they resumed her passionate kissing.
Later, up in Bruce's bedroom they had just finished their third time of making love. The two cuddled with each other. "Not bad for a mere moral." Diana laughed.
Bruce smirked. "Same goes for you my goddess." The two laid next to each other when sleep slowly overtook them.
Bruce awoke to an empty bed. He looked around and noticed her dress was gone as well. She left? "So that is what it feels like." he said out loud with a smirk as he got out of bed.
He had showered and found Alfred in the kitchen. "Is Diana still here?" The question puzzled the old butler.
"Miss Diana was here?" Damn she is good, Bruce shook his head. He ate breakfast and went to work.
Later in the day he got a special phone call. "Hello Mister Wayne, this is Clark Kent of the Daily Planet."
Damn Kent what was up. "Hello Mr Kent. What can I do for you?"
"Ummm, the Planet would like to know if he had seen or heard from Miss Prince." Bruce's eyes narrowed, was the boy scout keeping a tab on them both?
"Yes I saw her last night but not today why?"
"From our sources there have been report's she is missing."
A:N/ OH no what happened to Diana?