A/N: Smut. I'm sorry I don't know where it came from. It sort of just happened and I have no ragrat... not even on letter hahahahahaha. To all the new subscribers, welcome and thank you so much! Enjoy this chapter. Shits going to start going down. If you're rooting for joker just know he's going to make an appearance real soon :-)

Luna spent a good amount of time in the shower. The water never got cold which probably was a factor in what took so long. Stepping out of the shower and dressing Luna wished she had a comb. Her natural hair was like a lion's mane. Walking back into the bedroom, Luna was met with Bruce. He was sitting near the window, he stood up when she exited.

His blue eyes filled with concern as he approached her. His hands reaching her face and inspecting Steve's handy work.

"How are you feeling?"

Luna shrugged her shoulders. Was there a word in the universe to describe how she felt? Useless. Stupid for staying so long. Embarrassed that she was here with Bruce under these circumstances.

"Pathetic."

Bruce let out a sigh. This wasn't her fault. No man should ever hit a woman. There was nothing that Luna could ever do that deserved this.

"Are you hungry?" Bruce asked letting his fingers gently massage the nape of her neck.

"No I'm fine." Luna said stepping away from Bruce and heading towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

"To check on Marley. I don't want him giving your butler a hard time."

"Actually he's not. Alfred won't admit it but I think they like each other."

Bruce stopped Luna from leaving and pulled her into a hug. Her face was resting against his chest. His strong arms wrapping her in comfort.

"We don't have to talk about what happened now. I just want you to know you can stay here as long as you need to. I already contacted Rick-"

Luna pulled away and looked up at Bruce. She was about to yell at him but Bruce quickly shut that down.

"I told him I took you out and you decided to come back to my place. So it's left up in the air for interpretation."

Luna's let out a deep breath.

"I'm sorry if I imposed on you. I really shouldn't stay. I should get a hotel or-"

"No Luna. I want you to stay. I'm not expecting anything from you. You can be safe here. You can take all the time you need."

Luna let out a sigh. She was not going to cry. She was NOT going to cry.

"As much as your sweatpants are comfortable, I need some clothes" she gestured to her hair, her face morphing into a grimace. "and hair products, it's a mess"

"I think you hair looks great."

Luna shook her head. Although she loved rocking her fro in all it's springy glory, she at least needed some kind of products.

"Make a list, I'll stop by your house on my way home from the office. I have to go in for a little bit today. Board meeting."

"You don't have to tell me where you're going Bruce."

He waved off her words and watched her walk back over to the bed. He followed her and helped her get settled. He handed her a remote and showed her how to work the television.

"I know I don't have to Luna. I want to. Just like I want you to be here. A friend helping another friend."

"Is that what we are?" She asked taking the remote from his hands. "You barely know me. I could be a master thief."

"You're right. I don't know all the little things about you. Your favorite football team, favorite color. Whether or not you like pickles on your sandwiches. That's not important. I know you need my help. I know that you are mildly attracted to me" Bruce grabbed her hand and gently rubbed circles into it with his thumb. "I also know there is something you haven't mentioned about your past. That's okay. I have time Luna. For you I'm willing to make time."

"I don't deserve your kindness Bruce. I'm damaged. I don't know how much of me I can give to you. I don't want to end up hurting you."

"Like I said Luna, we are friends. I won't put any more of an expectation on us than that. If you want more, it will be up to you."

Bruce kisses Luna on her forehead causing her eyes to flutter close. Her hand tightened in his. This what she would imagine a healthy relationship being like. Both people communicating with each other. No fists flying. No walking on eggshells.

"I'm going to head out now. If you need anything just let Alfred know. Also, your cell phone is in your purse downstairs. I'll have Alfred bring it up to you. If you need me call me. Even if it's just to tell me your favorite football team."

Luna let out a small laugh and watched him leave the room. Suppressing the urge to beg him to stay and lay in bed with her. She wanted to be held. She wanted Bruce to tell her he would fix her. He would accept her even after he found out her dirty little secret.

Alfred walked Bruce to his car as usual.

"Not that our guest isn't lovely and I'm pleased to see you...trying to commit. But how long do you think you can keep her here and keep up your activities without her noticing?"

"Maybe I'll stop."

"When Gotham needs you?"

Bruce paused before sliding into the driver's seat of his car.

"I'll figure it out Alfred. I'll see you later. Please take care of her for me."

"Of course Sir."

When Bruce arrived home that evening he heard the sound of Luna's laughter and Alfred's voice before he even saw them. When he entered the kitchen their backs were to him and Alfred was instructing her how to fold the eggs into the pound cake batter.

"Ya know, in the south we do it differently."

"Where do you think I learned?"

Alfred replied smiling. Luna let out a chuckle and cracked another egg. She looked over at Alfred.

"If you say that my grandmother taught you how to make pound cake I just might pass out on the floor."

"Well what's your grandmother's name dear?"

"Not sure if I want to tell you. You two might've had a dalliance and I could be like a long lost granddaughter or something."

Alfred started laughing.

"Then perhaps another time then."

"If another time involves hard liquor and salted meat, then i'll divulge her name. Until then Alfred you're still just Mr. Wayne's awesome Butler."

Bruce approached the pair and set down a huge duffle bag.

"I thought I told you to call me Bruce?"

Luna turned around and smiled at him. Her eyes lighting up. Even Marley stopped being lazy for a minute to greet him.

"Well, it's kind of hard when he keeps saying 'Master Wayne.'" Luna imitated his British accent.

"That was terrible." Alfred said turning the mixer onto a low speed.

Bruce let out a chuckle and hugged Luna who returned his embrace. It was as if they were lovers who had fallen into a routine. The gesture so natural. Alfred couldn't help but smile to himself.

"I stopped by your apartment and picked up everything on your list."

Luna let out a squeal and walked over to the bag. She went to grab it but Bruce stopped her and picked it up himself. The two of them walked up the stairs and entered the room she had woken up in earlier.

"Is this your room Bruce?"

He nodded his head and set down the bag. Luna opened it up and grabbed some clothes. Walking into the bathroom she quickly changed.

"I talked to Rick today." She said handing him the clothes she had been previously wearing.

"How did that go?"

She sat down next to Bruce and pulled her feet up. Bruce looked down at her feet that were painted a bright orange.

"Not really a fall color but I've always like the color on my feet."

"Observant huh?"

"Anyway, I think he's going to stay in Gotham. Apparently Amanda has a lot of work for him. I told him I think that he and I should look for a place together."

Bruce's eyes widened with surprise. He hadn't asked her about the vicious beating Steve had dished out. He didn't ask her what her plans were. He wanted to discuss the matter but when she was ready. This was a good step for her to take. She wanted to get away from that psycho and it was her decision. No one else pressuring her to do so.

"That's good. I could set you guys up with a place."

"No. You've already done enough for me."

"Luna, I told you I don't mind helping a friend."

Luna licked her lips and it took everything Bruce had in him, to not devour them instantly.

"I know. I just don't want to feel like I'm wearing out my welcome. Anyone could've seen you taking me out of my apartment and that could've been bad for you. We will find a place."

Bruce removed his jacket exposing the dark blue shirt he was wearing with the sleeves rolled up. His nice strong arms flexing as he neatly placed it on the back of the love seat.

"I want to take you out."

Luna shook her head.

"Not looking like this. Besides, I need to officially end things with Steve before I'm seen dating anyone."

Bruce grabbed Luna's feet and placed them in his lap. His strong hands massaging her thin feet. Luna leaned back against the arm of the sofa. A soft moan slipping from her lips.

"What were you an Alfred cooking downstairs. It smelled good."

"Roast Beast."

"Roast Beast?"

Luna opened her eyes and looked at Bruce. She smiled and bit her bottom lip. She wasn't trying to be seductive but the gesture made all the blood in Bruce's body rush between his legs.

"My mother used to make roast beef but she always called it roast beast, from the movie the Grinch. So it's stuck all these years."

Bruce nodded his head and tried thinking of anything other than Luna's naked body. After a few moments of silence Bruce was able to compose himself.

Bruce stood up and extended his hand to Luna.

"Well let's go eat some roast beast."

Luna had been with Bruce a little over a week and they had all fell into a routine. Bruce would come home to find her and Alfred in the kitchen, they would dine together, drink wine and then Luna would head off to bed. Every night it was the same. She never knew what Bruce did at night and never even suspected anything.

One night, Luna couldn't sleep. It was storming outside when she woke up. The thunder beating against the windows. She got out of bed and threw on her robe. With naked feet she headed down to the kitchen to make herself some tea. The house was dark and casted eerie shadows along the staircase. Luna practically ran down them.

She turned the light on that sat over the stove and got to work making herself some tea. Taking deep breaths every time the thunder and lightning cracked outside.

"Are you okay?"

Luna almost jumped out of her skin. Bruce had been sitting at the little table in the corner this whole time. She hadn't even noticed him. He was drinking straight out of the bottle.

"Jesus Christ Bruce, you nearly gave me a heart attack."

"I didn't mean to scare you."

Luna stopped what she was doing and looked over at Bruce. He seemed upset about something. His hair was disheveled and he had a frown on his face. She finished making her tea and went to sit down at the table.

"Are you okay?" She reached out and slid the bottle away from him.

"I'll be fine."

"Do you want to talk about it."

Bruce looked at Luna and that's when she saw that he had been crying. His eyes were red and puffy. What could have upset him so bad?

"It's the anniversary of my parents death."

Oh. OH. Well his drinking was justified.

Luna abandoned her tea and scooted herself next to Bruce. She moved some of the hair that had fallen into his eyes away. She even wiped away a few stray tears.

"I wish I knew more about your parents but I don't. I do know that you're a great man Bruce. That any parent would be proud to call you their son. I know you have secrets and I have them too but you've done so much for me and helped me see clearly. That even if you don't change the life of anyone else, you've changed mine for the better."

Luna leaned in and kissed Bruce's cheek. Bruce inhaled her scent. She smelled like vanilla and coconuts. Without thinking Bruce snaked his hand around her waist and pulled her into his lap. His grip tightening just a bit. Luna didn't resist. She knew what he needed and hell, she needed it too.

He pulled her closer until their lips were touching. It started off small. Leaving his hands to roam her body. He undid her robe and mapped up the front of her nightgown until he reached her breast. He palmed them gently and Luna moaned. The kiss grew more intense. Bruce's tongue probed for entry, he tentatively traced his tongue against her lower lip. Luna gently nipped at his. The caress of his lips was softer than any other kiss she had before. Bruce stood up and carried Luna upstairs into his bedroom. He set her down on the bed and looked down at her while he removed his shirt. His pupils blown wide with lust. Bruce hovered over Luna and continued to ravage her lips. His hand slipping between her thighs to feel just how ready she was for him. And boy was she ready. Bruce almost couldn't wait. He ripped off her nightgown and made his way to her breast. His fingers causing her skin to prickle. His mouth latched onto the hardening bud and she called out his name. Her body arching into his. Bruce sucked on one nipple while his hand played with the other one.

Bruce had to know what she tasted like. Before she could even register, his face was buried between her legs. Luna cried out and begged him not to stop. Oh he wasn't going to. Bruce made her climax over and over again until her legs were shaking. Only when she begged him to be inside of her did he stop. Bruce removed the rest of his clothing and positioned himself at Luna's entrance. He stared down at her body. She wasn't a skinny girl. She had nice hips made for grabbing. Her thighs perfect for squeezing. Her bruising on her ribs were almost gone. Bruce gently traced what remained.

"You are so beautiful Luna."

Luna smiled up at him and pulled him down for a kiss.

"You sure you want to do this?"

"I'm sure."

Bruce thrust his hips forwards causing Luna to cry out. Her and Steve hadn't been intimate in months and Bruce was not small. He barely gave her time to adjust before he set a steady pace. Her eyes were open staring into his. Her hands were gripping his biceps. Her nails digging into his pale flesh. Bruce didn't realize how tight he was holding her thighs. She was sure to have bruises there later but she didn't care. She was about to cum. The peripherals of her vision were going white. Bruce moved faster, harder, deeper. His name fell from her lips like a prayer. Bruce came immediately after she did. He collapsed on top of her, careful not to crush her with his weight. He peppered kisses all over her face and neck. Coming down from his high Bruce laid down next to her and pulled her up against him.

He continued to kiss her shoulders and rub her hips. Bruce wanted to share so much with her but doing so would put her in danger. At the very least it would make her take unnecessary risk. He wanted her to be his and his alone.

"Luna I want you to myself."

She rolled over and started into his eyes. She had already crossed a line. They were supposed to be friends. To get to know eachother better. She was supposed to break it off with Steve. In person. Fuck it. Shit happens she supposed.

"The Buccaneers."

Bruce looked at her confused.

"Last week you said you wanted to know my favorite football team. It's the Tampa Bay Buccaneers."

Bruce pulled Luna closer so she was laying on his arm. He reached down and pulled the blankets over her. How did a chance encounter in the park, lead to one of the single most happiest moments of his life?

xBrownEyedGirlx- I was surprised she called him too but after that kiss in the hotel room I think Luna feels a connection deep down with Bruce. I can't guarantee that things will remain good. Bruce is selfish. Keep that in mind.

YaoiLovinKitsune- Thank you so much for your review I'm glad your enjoying this story.

Welisarne- Steve is going to get what's coming to him. Don't worry. Karma is a BITCH and if we're lucky, she will give us front row tickets to the show.