AUTHOR'S NOTE: Alrighty, beyond this point the rest of the fic I wrote myself. I could kind of tell where the author may have been going with the fic from the last two chapters. But other than that I just began to make up my own inventions. Please enjoy. Leave me a review if you think this project is worth pursuing. I don't usually adopt stories. ;p
Chapter 3
Batman froze as Superman floated closer his red cape fluttering about him. He landed lightly his emerald gaze still fixated on the other man as he came closer. Eyes narrowed Batman's gaze flickered to where the door was which lead to the mansion. If Alfred or Wally walked in and saw the alien there they would ask questions. Superman may even decide he didn't want Bruce and go for one of them instead.
"Clark." Batman said wearily with a nod of his head. He kept his face impassive but his heart had begun to pound. He grabbed a random file off the top of his computer while pressing a button. Immediately his computer screen went black as he gently closed the top of his laptop with a casual gesture as if he had been doing nothing more incriminating than checking his e-mail.
Walking across the Batcave Bruce managed to put some distance between him and Superman. The alien watched him with a frown on his face displeased at being ignored. Calmly Batman set the file on another table where he analyzed evidence. He kept a small piece of kryptonite locked in a safe against the far wall. If he could just retrieve it he would be able to get Clark under control.
As he turned, still walking at a slow pace to not alarm the alien, a hand suddenly fell on his shoulder. The grip tightened to a steel vice as Superman drew the other man back. Batman tensed his hand falling down to his utility belt automatically. But then he clenched his hand in a fist. There was nothing he had on him he could use to drive away the alien. A batarang or even his smoke pellets would be useless against Superman.
"Don't play coy with me, Bruce." Superman said. His words had an edge to them that were usually not there. He forced the billionaire to turn around and face him as he grabbed the edges of Batman's cloak and brought the man closer so their faces were only inches apart.
"You heard me the first time. I want you. Now." Superman then crushed Batman's under his. Batman tensed automatically reaching up to push the alien away but the grip only tightened until he felt his ribs groan. He felt Superman's hand slide under his cape searching for a way to draw the costume off. A moment sooner and he would just rip it off.
"Wait. Not here. We need to go somewhere private." Batman gasped when Superman broke the kiss. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears as Superman frowned down at him. The alien was beginning to quickly lose his patience at these constant distractions.
"Why? What's wrong with here? Your cave his private enough." Kal-El said bluntly as he looked around. Spotting the table he left Batman standing where he was. Reaching down he grabbed the edge of the table and held it up tilting it so the contents all slid to the floor.
The Batcave was suddenly filled with the deafening echoes of glass shattering on the ground. Each piece that hit the stone echoing over and over until they overlapped each other. Despite himself the sound made Bruce flinch as he looked back at the door to the mansion. The Batcave was soundproof, but if Alfred should be right outside the door even he would catch the sound. His butler would come hurrying down to clean the mess. Chiding his young master at his clumsiness.
Kal-El dropped the table back down with a crash as he turned and walked back to Batman. Grabbing the man he began to lead him back to the table. Batman's mind raced as he imagined Wally walking in. What he would think, what he might say…
"WAIT! Not here, someone could come in." Batman insisted. Even if it didn't help he dug his heels into the stone his boots skidding as Kal-El didn't even break in his stride. He tossed Bruce onto the table and held him down with one hand a brow quirked at him in amusment.
"No one will bother us. And if they do, I can handle them. Don't worry." Superman answered his voice continually calm. Almost soothing had Batman not know the other's true intentions. Superman's eyes began to glow red for emphasis. He meant to kill should anyone come to close.
"Please, Clark, not here." Batman pleaded. Did he hear footsteps on the stairs?
"There must be a place where it would be more appropriate to do this. Where you're more comfortable and we'll be left in peace." Batman continued talking faster. For a moment Superman's eyes blazed his laser vision flaring as if he meant to burn the man. Then without a word he grabbed Batman off the table and pulled him close. Wrapping an arm around his waist.
A second later Bruce's heart plummeted to his boots as Superman suddenly took off from the cave at supersonic speed. He flew out of the Batcave with a shower of water and into the sky right. Out in the open sky he paused to gain his bearings hovering at least a thousand feet in the air.
When Batman looked down he could barely make out the ground beneath him. All he could see was the thing vein of Gotham River weaving its way past the city. Patches of green and brown from the country side. Below him Gotham looked like nothing more than toy replica a child could crush at will. Above it Bruce had never thought his city looked more vulnerable than it did now.
"You choose now of all times to be bashful. Ridiculous." Superman muttered to himself as he scanned the area. He didn't hover long before he shot off again like a speeding bullet.
Batman could do nothing but cling to Superman for dear life. He had a white knuckled grip on a part of the man's cape as he clung to the arm around his waist. The only thing keeping him from plummeting to his death. As they flew Superman began to slow down flying lower. They were over open ocean now it seemed. Where Batman could not say, but he did note it was getting colder.
Almost as an afterthought Superman reached down and grabbed Batman's utility belt. The shocking mechanism didn't seem to bother the alien as he easily crushed the buckle in his hand. Pulling the belt off of Bruce even as the man protested reaching for it. With a flick of his wrist Superman tossed the belt away into the open air watching as it began to fall. A moment later a laser beam disintegrating the utility belt to ash.
"So no one will bother us." Superman said calmly. Batman could only stare at the small particles that had been his belt float away. He had just been about to touch a button to activate the GPS signal on his belt. Yet now he had no chance. Other than his costume he now had no gadgets to speak of. No way to call for help.
"That was unnecessary. Nothing I could have done would stop you anyway." Batman snapped. Superman chuckled the laughter sinisterly dark as he gave his partner an amused glance.
"Perhaps, but you did always tell me to take every precaution. Even so I don't think you want me to kill any of your friends, do you Bruce?" Kal-El said mockingly. Batman's mouth went into a grim line. He made no reply as they continued flying.
After only a few minutes Superman began to fly lower headed towards a block of glaciers. He flew past them clearly knowing where he was going. Batman frowned wondering where they were headed. He had almost expected Clark to take him to the Justice League ship, but apparently he was wrong. He could only assume it was Clark's own personal hideout away from his secret identity and the rest of the team.
Batman's suspicions were proven true when in the distance he spotted what appeared to be a crystal tower. It rose high into the sky shimmering as parts of it disappeared and reappeared. Had Superman not been headed right towards it Batman would have not seen it. Studying it Batman thought there had to be some type of alien technology. A cloaking mechanism of some kind that allowed the tower to hide from prying human eyes.
By now it had grown so cold he had begun shivering. Superman did not seem bothered by the cold as he landed within the entrance of the tower. Letting go of Batman he left the billionaire to follow after him as he walked inside. A door slid open to allow the alien to enter. Bruce hesitated looking back over his shoulder at the landscape. Nothing but snow and ice for miles. In the distance he could hear the wind which meant a snowstorm was on its way.
Having no choice Batman ducked into the tower just as the door began to slide shut. Inside it was hardly warmer. Above his head the walls stretched far into the sky to the point of the tower. A large table sat in the middle of the huge room which appeared to be made out of ice. When he touched it Batman felt a soft warmth radiating within it. So not ice, but perhaps a power crystal of some sort.
Looking around Bruce frowned when he didn't see Superman. Turning in a circle he still did not see the alien. Where had he gone off too? Walking around Batman spotted what he thought were doors leading deeper into the fortress. Yet when he approached them they did not open. Had Superman gone into another room assuming Batman was right behind him the entire time? It was unlikely since the alien seemed aware at all times where his partner was.
Studying one of the walls Batman didn't hear Superman sneak up behind him. Only that a hand grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back shoving him up against the wall. Batman snarled twisting beneath the grip as he tried to break free. There was no give as he felt Kal-El lean on him pinning the billionaire to the wall with his body as he whispered into his ear.
"You're such a tease, you know that? I've always admired you from afar. This smart, clever, conniving little bat flittering around Gotham trying to make things right." Kal-El's free hand fell lower to Batman's hip. With a deft movement he slid a hand into Batman's pants working the fabric down to expose the other man's buttocks.
"Stop this, Clark. You don't want to do this." Batman said straining against the grip. But it was in vain. If had had kryptonite with him he may have had a chance against the alien. But here, in the middle of nowhere, with no way of contacting his teammates with an all-powerful alien in heat there was nothing he could do.
"Oh please, this is all I've been thinking about all day. I don't know why I let you leave." Kal-El said as he leaned his head down to plant soft kisses along the racing pulse in Bruce's neck.
"You're so…delicious."
Batman bit his tongue when he felt the forced entry. Grinding his teeth he pressed his forehead into the cold crystal wall in front of him. Behind him he heard Superman let out a soft groan as he pumped his throbbing member into the other man. His head was buried in Bruce's neck as he panted sheathing himself again and again with increasing urgency.
Bruce tried to keep his mouth clamped shut. Yet soon he was panting as well through his teeth. Trying to hold back the sobs in his throat. To ignore the ever increasing pain. He felt fresh blood on the backs of his legs. He had not healed from their encounter earlier that day.
Superman didn't let up as he thrust into Batman barely pausing. It could have been only a few minutes, but to Bruce it took forever. Nothing existed but the wall in front of him and his eyes clenched tight. His jaw aching as he clenched his teeth refusing to cry out. His head scraped against the crystal wall as Kal-El pounded into him. Then with a final shudder the alien came within the other man.
Batman heard a soft sigh near his ear as Kal-El pulled out of the other man. Satisfied Superman walked away disappearing through a door. Stunned Batman pulled away from the wall reaching up to rub his arm as he stood there his mind completely blank. He felt cum trickling down his leg which only made him shift uncomfortably as he staggered away from the wall towards the table. Pain racked up and down his back making the man groan.
He stopped near the table and stared at it his still trying to put together what had happened. Bruce had to keep telling himself the person who had done this was not his friend, Clark Kent. It was Kal-El the alien in heat. That was it. Better him than Wally, or an innocent civilizian. In two days it would pass he reassured himself. Superman would return to his senses, realize what he had done wrong, and together they could put a stop to these happenings. Make some kind of antidote Superman could take when he came into heat. Once a month, wasn't it? Yes, it would be simple enough. Just a matter of hormone control for the alien.
Batman huddled in his cape shivering in the freezing air. It had begun to grow darker as night fell. Around him the crystal walls began to give off a warm light shimmering in rainbows as they lit up the room. The light was bright enough to see by, but not bright enough to disturb anyone should they wish to close their eyes.
"Clark?" Batman said raising his voice. The alien had supersonic hearing so he should be able to hear him in a place like this. Instead his voice echoed in the eerie silence of the fortress.
He turned away from the table and walked stiffly to the entrance. Batman brushed his fingers along the door looking for a weakness. He found no buttons or any indication the door opened at all. It could have simply have been a smooth expanse of the wall if he had not walked through it only half an hour ago. Bruce tried to force it open with his shoulder but there was no give.
He did a whole circuit of the entire room. There were no crevices to show a hidden switch. No clues as to how the place worked. Batman could only assume the fortress recognized Superman somehow, and reading him automatically responded by opening and closing the corresponding doors the alien walked towards. When Batman ran his hand over the walls looking for grips he found the crystal to be smooth and shift subtly beneath his hand. Slipping out of his grasp when he tried to gain a grip to climb up.
Trapped. Like a rat in a cage. Batman though sardonically as he took a step back to gaze upward. He could just barely make out the top of the fortress shimmering in the last of the sunlight. Then that to went dark leaving Bruce to stare at the walls of his prison shimmering quietly casting a rainbow luminescence in the entire room.
Alfred would have found the broken glass by now. The files scattered everywhere. Wally or Robin may have had the sense to look at the computer by now. See what Lex had on Clark. Realize what must have happened.
Batman told himself as he wearily went back to the table. His shivering had grown more violent as the air rapidly grew colder. His breath misted in front of his face as he looked around once again at his prison. Two days. He just had to stay there for two more days. When he reached out to press a hand on the table he found it to be warm despite the coldness of the room.
Obviously he was meant to rest there. Either he refused and froze to death, or climbed atop the table for warmth. Despite himself Batman did feel tired. His pain had reduced itself to a throbbing agony climbing up and down his back. His arm had begun to ache as well from the iron grip it had been held in. Clearly Superman had got what he came for. Leaving his captive in a place where he could easily find him.
Batman climbed onto the table drawing his cape tighter around him as he hunched his shoulders sitting cross-legged. Where ever he moved the crystal beneath him would begin to glow raising the temperature by a few extra degrees to warm the man. After another minute he cautiously laid down still shivering. Immediately the crystals shimmered turning different colors as warmth radiated from them.
I can't sleep. If Clark comes to his senses I have to talk to him. I have to tell him about what Luthor knows. Bruce thought. But he had already been awake for thirty-six hours. Sleep began to creep up on him drawing him down farther. Wrapping him in its comforting embrace. A balm against the rage and humiliation raging through the crime fighter's mind.
Soon enough Batman drifted off to sleep exhaustion getting the best of him. He was not aware of the burning green gaze locked on him as he slept.