TITLE: Bliss and Bubbly

AUTHOR: LOTSlover

CHARACTERS: Batman / Wonder Woman

RATING: T

WARNINGS: Author Chooses Not to Use Warnings

DISCLAIMER: I love Justice League, but especially Batman and Wonder Woman. Unfortunately, I do not own the characters and, if I did, things would be much different for them.

SUMMARY: Sequel to Mistakes and Mimosas, Diana's wedding day is everything she had secretly dreamed it would be. BMWW

Bliss and Bubbly

The soft, gentle strains of the violins and harp, the fragrant smell of the roses, the nervous flutter of butterfly wings in the pit of his stomach all seemed to slowly fade away as he stared at the breathtaking woman standing before him. Her intense sapphire eyes gazed back at him, filled with the same love and happiness that no doubt permeated his own.

Her ebony hair was curled and pulled up into an intricate updo, curly tendrils framing her face. Her red lips were curled at the corners as she silently told him all the secrets of her heart, secrets that had everything to do with him—the way that he made her heart flutter when he entered a room or how his voice alone stirred such desire deep inside of her.

His mind began to drift back over the last eight months spent with her, the events that had led up to him ultimately revealing his heart to her. Why had it taken an intoxicated princess, broken and at her lowest for him to finally confess what his heart had been longing for almost since the moment they had met?

"I now pronounce you man and wife," the minister announced before turning his attention to the groom. "You may now kiss your bride."

Bruce didn't need to be told twice as his arms slipped around his wife before pressing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss that left them both a little breathless. The guests erupted into wild cheers, finally forcing him to release his hold on her only to take her ringed hand in his…the rings that he had given her that told the whole world that she belonged to him and him alone.

Glancing down at his hand, the sight of the platinum wedding band adorning his finger made his heart race, adding to the euphoria that already had a firm grip on him. He was no longer the notorious playboy of Gotham, the bed-hopping womanizer that he loathed. He could finally be the man that his parents would be proud of, the man that Diana saw beneath all the hard and jagged edges he'd built up around his soul.

"I now present to you Mister and Missus Bruce Wayne," the minister introduced the couple.

Bruce couldn't contain the smile that adorned his face nor did he want to. He had never been so happy in his life and it was all because of the woman standing at his side. Squeezing her hand, they began to make their way down the aisle, anxious to begin the celebration with their friends so he could have her all to himself on their honeymoon.

He couldn't wait to see her face when she discovered where he was taking her. He'd been planning this honeymoon for weeks, overseeing every single detail down to making sure the kitchen had been stocked with her favorite foods. He was going to make sure the week alone together was one that she would never forget.

Finding a hidden alcove, Bruce swiftly pulled his new bride into his arms, his lips connecting with hers and stealing her breath. Diana moaned softly as she parted her lips, silently beseeching him to give her more of him. He readily responded, wishing they could leave now.

Momentarily breaking the kiss, Diana relentlessly teased her husband's bottom lip. "I love you," she murmured before gently kissing him once more.

"I love you too," he replied, his hands roaming over the bare skin of her back. He groaned as Diana nibbled along his jaw line. "Do we really have to attend our wedding reception?"

Diana's lips curled against his skin, her hands coming to rest against his muscular chest she could feel through his tux. "Yes, my husband," she sweetly said. "We can't leave our guests. They're here to celebrate our wedding with us."

"I just really want you alone right now," he murmured, placing kisses along her cheek to her ear.

"Soon," she reassured him. "You'll have me all to yourself for a whole week."

"I love the sound of that…my wife," he replied.

"And I love the sound of that," she whispered, her lips finding his.

"Here they are!" Tim yelled. "I found them kissing again!"

Diana giggled against Bruce's lips. "Ignore him," he sternly warned her. "He'll go away."

"They aren't even on their honeymoon yet and Bruce can't keep his hands off her," Dick commented.

"He couldn't keep his hands off her before they got married," Oliver added.

"Behave," Dinah chided them. "I think they're cute."

"Can we please go party now?" Wally begged. "I want to get down with the ladies! I'm going to go get the music started."

"Here they are, Alfred," Hippolyta called back over her shoulder. "I believe they're anxious to give us a grandchild."

"Mother!" Diana groaned, her forehead coming to rest against Bruce's.

Bruce grinned at his mother-in-law and surrogate father. "Now that you mention it, Hippolyta, we should leave for our honeymoon now so we can start working on that."

"Bruce!" Diana scolded him with a swat of the back of her hand against his shoulder as she pulled out of his embrace.

Her new husband couldn't contain his amusement with the rosy glow that suffused her cheeks as she dipped her head in embarrassment. He captured her hand in his, pulling her back into his arms. His mouth found her ear, his voice low and husky.

"You look positively gorgeous. I can't wait to get you out of that dress," he murmured, his breath hot against her ear.

"Super-hearing," Clark reminded his best friends as he joined the small group that had gathered near the couple.

Bruce glared at his best friend, but it lacked its usual menacing heat. "I knew we should've run away when we had the chance," he grumbled in annoyance.

Diana kissed his temple, her lips nuzzling his ear. "If you try to have a good time at the reception, I promise I'll more than make it up to you all week."

"Deal," Bruce readily agreed as he quickly began to lead her towards the reception hall. "I'll happily do whatever it takes for the next couple of hours so I can have you and your lasso all to myself."

"Lasso?" Diana questioned him with a surprised chuckle. "I don't remember that being part of the deal."

"I added it in there as an afterthought," he slyly replied with a devilish grin.

"Is that for me to use on you?" she innocently inquired.

Bruce abruptly stopped outside of the reception hall as members of the wedding party were announced, turning and capturing her lips in a heated kiss. "Only if you let me to use it on you as well."

Diana kissed him once more before grabbing his hand and leading him into the reception hall as Wally announced their arrival to the crowd. "You're right," she softly agreed. "Let's get this reception over with already so we can get out of here."

"You two have got to keep your hands off each other," Artemis gripped as she stood guard by the wedding party's table, her expression a fierce scowl of disapproval.

"Alfred and your Queen practically kept Diana sequestered for the past week," Bruce growled. "They even moved her out of my bedroom and down the hall. You can't do something like that to a man and not have some pretty serious consequences."

The red-headed Amazon snorted with a roll of her eyes, unimpressed with his response. "Men," she groused. "I can't understand what the princess sees in you."

Diana chuckled as she handed the Amazon her bouquet of red roses taken from Martha's garden. "Like a friend once told me, don't knock it till you try it, Artemis."

Bruce laughed as he led his wife to her chair at the wedding party's table. "Who told you that, Princess?"

"Shayera," Diana replied as he slid her chair out for her.

"Remind me to thank her later," he leaned down and murmured in her ear.

"You should also thank Faraday for breaking up with me and Wally for having alcohol hidden on the Watchtower," she reminded him.

"I'd rather not think about Agent Faraday at all," he replied with no small amount of bitter jealousy.

Diana leaned over and kissed him on the cheek in an effort to soothe his irritation. "You got the girl in the end, Bruce. That's all that matters."

Everyone began tapping their utensils against their wine glasses, revealing their desire to see the couple kiss again. Diana looked to Bruce in complete confusion only for him to pull her out of her chair and into his lap, kissing her with all the pent up desire that had been teeming inside of him for the last week.

There was barely a sound heard as they breathlessly parted, everyone stunned by the very heated exchange between the newlywed couple. A boisterous whooping cat call from Wally broke the silence, everyone breaking out in wild applause that had Bruce smirking and Diana blushing furiously as she slid back into her chair. She carefully smoothed out her dress, fighting back the overwhelming urge to slug her husband right there in front of everyone.

She smiled despite the fact she was gritting her teeth in annoyance, her fingers itching to get her hands around her husband's throat. "You are so going to pay dearly for that, darling," she softly hissed.

"I anxiously await my punishment, sweetheart," he teased her, his piercing blue eyes dancing with amusement.

Diana just shook her head in amazement as everyone began to eat, the reception hall filled with conversation and laughter as well as the occasional request for more kisses. The couple was only too happy to comply with their wishes, though the kisses weren't to the passionate extent of that first kiss that had gotten Bruce into deep trouble with his new wife.

Finishing with dinner, Clark stood to his feet, requesting everyone's attention. "As the best man, it's my great privilege to make the toast," he began, his throat tightening with sudden emotion. "As you probably know, I was one of the last to realize what had actually been happening between my two best friends. I guess sparks had been flying between these two almost from the very beginning and from there love and respect grew, though someone was exceedingly stubborn about admitting it."

Everyone chuckled in response as Bruce glared darkly at his best man, thoughts of creating Kryptonite laced underwear dancing in his head. Coaxing promises for later tonight whispered in his ear by his wife turned Bruce's scowl into an expression of cool indifference, helping to relax almost imperceptibly.

Clark continued with a sly grin, knowing that he had Bruce at his mercy right now. He was going to thoroughly enjoy every second of this. "My sympathies lie with Alfred who will no doubt have to play referee between the two most obstinate people on the planet, but enough teasing. You two truly bring out the very best in each other, complimenting each other in every way imaginable. I've never seen a couple who better personifies the term soul-mates than the two of you, though I know that Bruce isn't a true believer in the expression."

Bruce turned to look into his wife's blue eyes and once again saw the love and acceptance that he hadn't realized that he'd been missing all of these years. "I'm a believer now," he said.

Diana felt tears rising to the surface as they kissed again, her fingers gently stroking the nape of his neck. "Me too," she agreed.

Clark raised his glass of champagne, a grin on his face as he watched his friends. "To Bruce and Diana," he toasted them. "May you enjoy many years of wedded bliss together and a love that will only continue to grow deeper with time."

Friends all around the room cheered in agreement as they raised their glasses of bubbly as well. Donna wiped at her eyes, more than happy for her sister. She glanced at Dick who was sitting to Clark's left, looking so handsome in his black tux. She couldn't help wondering if they would ever get their chance at happiness like this. It seemed as if every time one of them was single, the other was with someone else.

Dick grinned back at her, a dreamy expression filling his dark blue eyes as he stared at her. She couldn't help wondering and hoping that he was feeling and thinking the same way as her. Neither of them was seeing someone at this moment, her relationship with Roy ending a couple of months ago.

Maybe…just maybe.

Bruce and Diana began to make their way around the reception hall, talking with their guests and stealing furtive glances of each other. They spoke to each other through their stolen glances what couldn't be said or physically expressed at that moment, but visibly wished they could.

Talking with Lucius Fox, Bruce's searching gaze came to rest on his beautiful wife talking with Oliver and Dinah. Ollie said something that made Diana laugh, her entire countenance radiating like the sun itself and making him want her even more. She was mesmerizing to behold, enchanting him and drawing him in all over again like the pull of the earth around the sun.

It wasn't until Bruce felt a hand on his shoulder that the trance was broken. He turned to look at Lucius who was smiling affectionately at him. "I'm so happy for you, Bruce," he said. "Your parents would be very proud of you and the life you're making with Diana."

"Thank you, Lucius," he softly replied, swallowing back the sorrow that rose in his throat. He wished his parents could've been here today, could've met Diana. He was certain they would've adored her almost as much as he did.

He watched as the father-daughter dance was announced, a very proud Alfred and Diana meeting on the dance floor. She affectionately kissed him on the cheek before they began to dance, both smiling from ear to ear as they moved about the dance floor.

Bruce chuckled as Alfred unexpectedly spun the Amazon princess, much to her surprise and delight. She recovered quickly and gracefully, lilting laughter spilling from her red lips. Bruce's legs began to move of their own accord, taking him to her in order to assume his rightful place at her side as her husband. Alfred graciously gave Diana's hand to her new husband, Bruce readily taking her into his arms.

"I know I've already told you this, but you look absolutely stunning," he whispered in her ear.

"You look very handsome yourself," she softly replied, leaning her temple against his. "Can we go yet?"

"Almost, Princess…almost," he reassured her as the wedding party began to join the couple on the dance floor. "We have cake to eat and a bouquet to throw and then we can escape."

"I've missed you so much this week," she confessed.

"I've missed you too," he lamented, caressing her cheek with his own. "This was the longest week of my whole life."

"We never have to be apart again," she told him.

"With our line of work, I'm sure something will come up that will keep us apart," Bruce muttered with a visible grimace. "Just promise me you won't volunteer for any diplomatic away missions any time soon."

"I promise," she replied, tilting her head to rest on his shoulder, her nose nuzzling his throat.

Bruce tightened his hold on her as they danced, everyone and everything seemingly falling away and leaving only them. An unexpected tap on his shoulder forced Bruce back to reality, his brow furrowing in annoyance at the sight of his eldest.

"May I cut in?" Dick politely asked. "I'd love a chance to dance with my new mother."

Diana smiled warmly as she stepped away from her husband, taking Dick's offered hands. "You know you don't have to call me mom. Diana is fine."

"I know, Diana, but I have to admit it's nice to know I have a mom again if I need one," he shyly admitted, glancing at Donna who was dancing now with Roy Harper. He instantly grew tense with jealousy.

Diana smiled knowingly, noticing the way Dick looked at her sister. "You should ask Donna to dance."

"She's dancing with Roy," he replied far more tersely than he had meant to sound.

"She may be dancing with Roy, but she's hasn't been able to keep her eyes off you since the wedding."

Dick's attention quickly snapped back to the woman he was dancing with, growing anxious with expectation. "Really?" he asked, almost afraid to hope.

"I'm surprised you haven't noticed," she commented. "You haven't been able to take your eyes off her either. You love her, Dick."

"Is it that obvious?" A look of defeat passed across his face as he glanced at Donna again, his shoulders sinking slightly.

"Afraid so, but if it's any conciliation, I think that Donna feels the same way," she revealed.

"Did she say something to you about me?" he questioned her, his heart beginning to beat a little harder.

"No, but Donna and I share a piece of the same soul, remember?" she reminded him. "I feel what she feels when she looks at you, Dick, and it is most definitely not brotherly love that fills her heart when she looks at you."

"I'm going to go talk to her," he readily decided, mentally steeling himself to open his heart to her. "Thanks for the push, Diana. I'm so happy Bruce decided to try to have a life with you. You're the absolute best thing that has ever happened to him."

Diana felt tears gathering in her eyes with his words, biting her bottom lip. "Thank you, Dick," she softly said, averting her gaze to find her husband dancing with her mother. They actually seemed to be enjoying themselves much to her surprise. "I love him very much. He means everything to me."

"I know for a fact that you are his whole world," he told her. "Don't let him try to make you think otherwise when he gets into one of his moods."

She gave him a conspiratorial grin as she hugged him. "I promise I'll keep him in line."

"You're the only one besides Alfred who can truly do that," Dick commented, kissing her cheek before releasing his hold on her. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an Amazon to win."

Diana couldn't contain her happiness as she watched Dick interrupt Roy and Donna's dance. Though Roy didn't appear too happy with the intrusion, Donna was unmistakably delighted by it. Hopefully, if everything went well, there would be another wedding in the family soon.

"May I have the pleasure of dancing with the beautiful bride?"

Diana turned to find Clark standing there, an affectionate smile on his lips. "I'd love dance with you."

Clark took her into his arms, holding her close as they began to move in time with the music. "I'm so happy for you, Di," he told her.

"Thank you, Kal," she replied. "I just keep praying this isn't just a wonderful dream that I'm going to wake up from."

"It's no dream," he reassured her. "You are most definitely married to Bruce Wayne and you have my deepest sympathies. I just hope you know what you've gotten yourself into."

Diana chuckled softly as she beamed at him. "I certainly do."

"You've been so good for him, Diana," he told her. "I've never seen Bruce this happy and at peace in all the years that I've known him."

"I have to admit that I'm relieved none of his countless ex-girlfriends ever worked out," she confessed, momentarily spotting Bruce dancing with Lois. She fought back the faint pang of jealousy inside of her, knowing he had dated her at one time.

"Di, none of them could come close to comparing to you in his eyes."

Glancing at her handsome husband again, she found him staring at her, a predatory look in his eyes as he danced with Lois. It sent a shiver of desire up her spine and a small save of guilt through her for being jealous. Lois was in his past and she was his present…his future. That was all that mattered now.

"You can stop glaring at Clark, Bruce," Lois mentioned, capturing his attention once more.

"I'm not glaring," he grumbled.

"You can't still be jealous over Clark and Diana's relationship," Lois questioned him. "She chose you, Bruce. She's yours…you won her heart."

"I know that, Lois," he maintained with a frown, shaking his head in frustration. "It's just…never mind."

"What is it?" she inquired, her forehead creasing. "We've known each other a long time now talk to me."

"It's just…don't you ever wonder what will happen between them once we're gone?"

Lois frowned with his question as she gave him an incredulous look. "That's a pretty morbid thought to have on your wedding day, Bruce."

"You can't tell me that you haven't thought about it," he countered, his jaw tightening. "Look at them, Lois. They look like the perfect couple. Even the world has tried pairing them together."

Lois drew a deep breath as she looked over the two most powerful superheroes in the world, her thoughts taking her back to the jealousy and resentment that she used to harbor against Diana. She felt it attempting to rear its ugly head again, but she shot it down.

"It used to upset me all the time," she admitted with a sigh. "One day, Clark and Diana were arguing about something or other and it hit me like a ton of bricks. Everyone thinks they should be together except for Clark and Diana. They're just like a brother and sister.

"That love and connection will always be there no matter what happens. It's not something that anyone will ever come between. For some reason that we'll probably never understand, they have chosen to love us and that's good enough for me. It needs to be good enough for you too or you'll drive yourself crazy, Bruce."

Bruce watched Clark and Diana dance, affection gracing both of their faces. While he knew that Diana loved him, her attachment to Clark was something he was just going to have to accept. He loved her too much not to at least try.

"I know," he grudgingly agreed as the song ended. "Thank you, Lois."

"Any time," she replied with a smirk. "Now, go get your wife."

Bruce smiled back, kissing her on the cheek before going to retrieve his wife. Tapping Clark on the shoulder, he forced his best friend to give him back his wife. "Get your hands off my wife, Clark," he growled, the gleam in his eye belying the tone of his voice.

"I was just wishing her the best," Clark told him, holding his hands up in defense. "We all know she's got her hands full when it comes to you."

Bruce wrapped a protective arm around Diana's waist, pulling her in close as he kissed her temple. "She knew what she was getting into when she fell in love with me."

"I should have known long ago that it would take an Amazon blessed by the gods to be able to handle you, Bruce," Clark teased him, patting him on the back. "Just remember that you'll have me to deal with if you ever hurt her."

"I wouldn't expect anything less, Clark," he replied with an appreciative nod, "but I don't plan on ever hurting her."

"Um, do I get a say in this because I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself," Diana interjected.

"No," both men responded in unison.

Bruce pulled his wife into his arms, kissing her again. "You're mine to have and to hold and I'm not about to shirk my duties as your husband."

"I can't wait till you hold me tonight," she suggestively responded.

"That's my cue to go look for Lois," Clark readily decided, growing embarrassed.

"So where are we going?" she asked.

"You'll find out soon, Princess," he softly told her, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss that hinted at more to come later tonight. "Then, you will be all mine."

"Forever," she added.

"Forever," he agreed, glancing at Lois and Clark who were holding each other close as they danced.