A/N: Just a heads up, this chapter gets a little more...risque...?
~Diana's POV~
"Now that I see you two are obviously okay with getting a little more, uh, personal, we're ramping these pictures up a notch!" Bruce and I glance at each other, unsure what Lia now has in store for us. "Bring her back over here to the ledge, Bruce," Bruce quietly complies, walking through the water still clutching me to his chest. I wrap my legs around his waist, trying to help but it causes Bruce to falter for a moment, his footing slipping on the pool floor. I let out a small yelp and Bruce's arms tighten further around my waist to keep me secured against him.
"Okay, don't dunk me before we get over there," Bruce purses his mouth to the side, my eyes following his lips and my brain stuttering to a stop at the thought of tasting them again.
"Hmm, sounds tempting," his words snap me out of it and I smack his chest lightly.
"Do not! Don't even think about it!"
"Too late, Princess," he teases, smirking as he resumes making his way to Lia, his hold never loosening around me.
"Put her up here on the lip of the pool," Lia instructs and Bruce pulls me away from him, lifting me up to sit on the warm patio. I reluctantly untangle my legs from around his hips, allowing myself to be unwrapped from his Adonis-rivaling body. However, I do keep my legs open to him, heart leaping with joy when he steps up between them, hands coming to rest outside of my thighs on the edge of the pool.
"Naturals! I swear!" Lia comments from behind us. "I'm interested to see how you two would pose yourself. I'll adjust if I think something else would look better."
Seeing this as the perfect opportunity to kiss Bruce again, I reach forward to cup his face and bring it towards mine, eyes fluttering shut as our lips meet again. Bruce pushes himself a little further out of the pool, pressing more into my lips as Lia begins snapping photos from beside us, our "pose" clearly good enough for her.
"Diana, arch your back a little," she mumbles between clicks and I do, arching towards Bruce and leaning more into him.
"Perfect!" Lia snaps a few more photos before standing and backing away. While I don't want to part from Bruce, I also am growing tired of being embarrassed today so I press one last kiss to his lips before pulling back, our eyes opening to look at each other.
This feels so natural, like this is how everything is supposed to be. So far, this weekend has felt like the most perfect time, wrapped in Bruce's arm, snuggled against his chest, lips pressed to his. If it weren't for Lia, I may be able to convince myself that this was real, knowing that Bruce never does anything halfway and that this is how it would feel to be with him. Why can't he see how wonderful that would be?
Bruce's eyes flit between mine, looking back and forth before something changes in his cerulean gaze, something hardening within the neverending blue ever so slightly. A wall has just gone back up and if I'm not quick, the rest are sure to follow.
"Okay, out of the pool, you two," towels are tossed beside us and Bruce pulls back before pushing himself out of the pool, grabbing the towel on his way up. I practically stare holes in the towel I grab to keep myself from looking at him. I will not be caught admiring him so openly again today. I can't risk my face permanently turning red.
I stand, quickly drying my legs off before turning to Lia who has moved down the pool. Bruce and I glance at each other before heading towards her.
"Okay, I want pictures of you two moving together. Do what comes natural. I feel I don't even need to pose you guys, you do it for me."
Bruce and I toss our towels aside before moving to stand on the edge of the pool. I wonder for a second if Bruce will push me in but another wall seems to have gone up and his goofy mood from a few minutes ago is practically gone. We take a few steps away from each other when Lia shouts for us to go, each of us moving to embrace the other. His hands slide around my waist again, while mine leisurely wraps around his neck, neither of us hesitating to lean in for another kiss. Hoping if I convey enough of my desire for him through the kiss that he'll open back up to me, I nip at his lip before opening my mouth to him, his tongue quickly snaking into my mouth to tangle with mine.
The kiss quickly grows very heated as a war for domination begins between us. My hands pull back enough to allow my fingers to grab the hair at the back of his head and I feel one of his hands drop dangerously low, almost palming my ass. His other grabs tighter at the dip in my waist and I feel something pressing against my lower abdomen, a low moan leaving my throat as it dawns on me what that is.
"Okay, okay! My eyes!" Lia cries out. "Get a room! Or a hut! Something!" Bruce pulls back from me, looking at Lia with a shy smile on his face but I don't stop looking at him, noticing his eyes have softened back up somewhat.
"Sorry, Lia," he offers.
"Yeah, yeah. You guys need to clean off. I think there's a shower over there." I'm not sure where Lia points as I still haven't looked away from Bruce. "Or you can go back to your huts. I just need you guys later at sunset. Meet down between those palm trees." I finally look over at Lia and see her pointing down at the beach where another hammock sits between two palm trees.
"Bruce, there's a pair of navy trunks I'd like you to change into. Diana, there's a red swimsuit cover up that I'd like you to wear." We both nod. "I'll see you both at seven o'clock. Don't make me come find you, don't let me find you two doing the nasty, be up here at seven." Lia demands, pointing a finger at both of us. My face grows warm and I push my face into Bruce's chest, trying to hide. However, I'm quickly distracted by the smell of this man in front of me. I know Bruce uses cologne but it doesn't smell trashy or cheap. There's a citrusy-woodsy scent that I can't get enough of.
"And I've lost Diana," I hear someone say distantly, my brain hardly registering the voice.
My nose nuzzles up into his neck, able to feel his pulse racing. I can smell the salt from his dip in the water earlier along with the chlorine from the pool just a moment ago. But beneath that, the scent remains. I never realized it was a smell I connected with Bruce but now that I think about it, anytime I've caught a whiff of a scent even remotely similar, I'll look around for the billionaire. At one point, I remember Wally had begun to wear a similar cologne and I had made up some bizarre excuse to discourage him from wearing it.
But now, as someone walks away in my peripheral, I just want to be closer, to never stop inhaling the mouth-watering scent that constantly lingers on Bruce Wayne. I can smell it even under sweat or blood and grime.
Almost as if I've lost control of myself, my tongue slips from my mouth to trail up the column of Bruce's neck.
"Princess," he gasps quietly against the side of my head. However, his head slightly tips, allowing me access to more skin and I quickly take advantage of his gracious offering. I begin to press open mouthed kisses across his neck, nipping across his pulse point before lifting up onto my tiptoes to suck at the skin of his jaw, right beneath his ear. I'm delighted to hear a strangled groan escape Bruce as his hand tangles in my hair to keep me pressed against his jaw.
I continue to remain latched to Bruce's sharp jaw that I've longed to run my tongue along since the moment I first saw him.
"Diana," he groans, hand tightening in my hair and pulling me off of his jaw. I begin to protest when his mouth slams to mine, hand never leaving my hair so it can hold me against him and position my head to where he wants so can plunder my mouth. I whine against his mouth, wrapping a leg up around his hip and grinding my hips into his. Bruce offers zero hesitation as he releases my head to pick me up, the sensitive spot between my legs lining up perfectly with the ridge in his shorts to allow me to grind desperately against him.
"Princess, wait," Bruce gasps against my mouth as I rock mindlessly, chasing the pleasure. "Diana," despite his weak protests, his hips press up into mine, causing me to gasp as well. His mouth pulls back from mine and his hands grab my waist, attempting to dislodge me from him but I keep my legs wrapped around his waist, whining in despair as he denies me.
"Princess, we can't do this," he breathes, my eyes opening at the words as a metaphorical bucket of ice water splashes over my head. I pull back, keeping my legs locked around him but leaning away. His eyes are blown wide, the cerulean color I adore nearly swallowed up by the black of his pupils.
"What? Why?" I grind against him and Bruce's eyebrows furrow and his jaw locks as he attempts to fight the pleasure. The fact that he's trying so hard to retain his control only makes me want to try harder to make it break.
"I need a cold shower," Bruce mumbles before pushing his fingers harshly into my side, a spot where I'm ticklish. I immediately yelp and try to curl in on myself, legs unlocking from around him and suddenly I'm standing on the ground as Bruce retreats from me. It takes a moment for me to grasp what just happened before I run after him.
"Hey! No fair!" I round the corner behind the pool house and find Bruce pulling the string beside the small shower, the tent in his pants refusing to go away. Biting my lip, I approach him, with irritations forgotten and intentions not very pure as my gaze remains locked on the sizable bulge.
Slipping up behind Bruce, my arms snaking around his tapered waist, fingers teasing along his adonis belt to tease beneath the waistband of his shorts, my want rather obvious. However, I can't stop the gasp at the frigid temperature of the water. Bruce spins in my hold, his back taking the brunt of the water as his hands quickly encircle my wrists to hold them away from us.
"Now, now, Princess," he reprimands, voice sinfully low and sending shivers down my spine. "You need to behave yourself."
"Why?" I whine, trying to push myself up against him. My bottom lip sticks out as I pout, thoughts of doing unholy things with this man running through my mind like my own, personal pornogrophy. It's completely taken over my senses, my mind.
"We have to be ready for Lia in just a few hours, Princess. I also need to find new pillows." His eyes narrowing at me and I duck my head in embarrassment before looking back up at him through my eyelashes.
"I mean, you could just come stay in my cabana. I have pillows to spare or-" I arch my chest towards him, not missing the way his eyes drop to stare at my chest. "You could always just use me."
A growl sounds from his throat, his jaw locking as his eyes raise back to mine. "You're really trying to test me, aren't you? You little minx," I try to smile innocently but Bruce shakes his head, seeing right through it. He abruptly releases my wrists, gently pushing me away.
"Go on, Princess, I'll see you this evening." he dismisses, though his eyes still sparkle with desire. If he was any other man, he would've been on me, devouring me by now. But this is Batman, he has a firm grip on his control and it only makes me want him more. I know it would be beautiful and incredible when his control finally snaps. So I suppose I'll just have to keep pushing, just maybe in a different way.
"If you insist," I hold my hands up in mock surrender, taking a few steps back before turning and walking away, making sure to add an extra sway to my hips. Casting a quick glance over my shoulder, I notice Bruce's gaze is on my backside before he turns away, hands reaching up to rub at his eyes as he turns back towards the shower, throwing the knob to be as cold as it can go. I giggle, realizing that maybe a more subtle approach is necessary to achieve the preferred result, the final push to snap his control.
A/N: Would you believe me if I said that everything after the last pictures wasn't planned? I was just like, how can I ramp this up a little? Well, I definitely ramped it up, probably a lot more than I meant to. I was going to include the sunset hammock pictures but felt this was a good place to end it so the next chapter should start with those photos. I have a few more photo sessions with Lia planned before we reach the end, maybe another 1-2 chapters? I hope you've been enjoying this! I've been having a lot of fun writing it!
Thx!
AMM