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A to Z, an Anthology
Greed
People who only saw the front that Bruce Wayne put on could use many words to describe him: 'playboy', 'player', 'irreverent', and so on. One word that they wouldn't use to describe him, though, was 'greedy'. Everyone knew that Bruce worked hard for the charities that he was involved in. From parties among the elite in order to solicit donations, to personally supervising building projects such as new orphanages or community centers, to sponsoring projects to clean up polluted areas in the city such as the Gotham River or the various parks. So, Bruce was a busy man, and all of his charity work was on top of running a multimillion-dollar company that provided livelihoods for thousands of people in Gotham, the country, and even the world. So no, greed was not something anyone in their right mind associated with the man.
As far as Bruce himself was concerned, that was just fine. Some things, the masses didn't need to know him. Because he was greedy. His current situation was a perfect example of his voracity.
He dropped kisses on Diana's lips and along her jaw, moving up to bite down gently on her ear lobe. She shuddered against him, her fingernails running up and down his back. Probably the only things keeping him from having gouges scratched into his back was his sweater and the fine thread of control that she still possessed.
Bruce dragged his lips down the long line of her neck, pausing to lave the hollow spot between her neck and collarbone. Her hands came up to grasp at the sweat-soaked strands of hair clinging to his neck. She groaned out his name, "Bruce…"
Damn, but her voice was the sexiest thing he'd ever heard when she sounded like that. When he made her sound like that.
She gripped his head and guided him back up so that they could stare into each others' eyes. "More," she whispered.
It might have been a plea, but Bruce saw it more as permission to keep going, to feed his addiction. Because that was what she was for him. No matter how hard he struggled to maintain his long-worked-for discipline, which had worked when faced with beautiful women in the past, Diana had him hooked. He couldn't have enough of her. It didn't matter whether it was just spending time in the same room with her, talking, or if they were like this, disheveled and steadily losing their clothing while in his bed. He had to be with her.
Suddenly, Diana's eyes flashed and she smirked. In a quick series of movements, Bruce was suddenly flat on his back. Diana hovered above him, straddling his hips. Still grinning, Diana leaned down and kissed him deeply. Bruce returned the gesture, and felt even more of a thrill when their tongues became involved.
If this was greed, Bruce thought, then he wanted to know who in their right mind would think it was a bad thing.
Diana nipped his lower lip, and he groaned in response. Oh yeah, greed was the best thing ever.
Greed: n. strong desire for more.