AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hm, three chapters in one day. Maybe I can finish this fic in one day, neh? ;p

Chapter 5

Bruce could not tell how long he slept. Only when he awoke the red cape had been drawn over his body to cover him. Blinking he didn't get up but stared mutely at the wall. Beside him he felt a shift as Kal-El moved beginning to wake up. Then he felt a strong hand on his hip as the alien came closer. Pressing his bare chest against the billionaire's back his nuzzled his neck his cool breath tickling the other man's ear.

"Good morning, Batman." Kal-El whispered into his ear.

Already Bruce felt the alien working his pants down. Brushing aside the cape to gain better access to the other man. He let out soft whimper as Kal-El mounted him shoving his face into the pillows. It didn't last long. Within a few thrusts he felt hot cum inside him. He heard a satisfied grunt as Kal-El pulled out of him throwing the cape back over the prone figure on the bed.

"See? That wasn't so hard, now was it? All you have to do is listen and I go easy on you." Kal-El mocked him. Bruce closed his eyes and buried his head in the pillow. The alien let out a snort as he walked away disappearing into another room as the door hissed open for him.

He was gone for ten minutes before he came back. A foam box in his hand and a cup of coffee in the other. Kal-El set them down on the nightstand beside the bed near Bruce's head. Moving away he opened his laptop, powering it up as he sat down in the chair with a tired sigh.

"Of all the jobs, it has to be a reporter. At least it's work you can do from the convenience of home provided you have a good story. Am I right?" Kal-El said to his captive. When Bruce made no response he glared at the figure laying the bed frowning.

"Eat, Bruce. Remember what I said yesterday." He snapped. Beneath his cape he saw the figure shift as the billionaire sat up his arms shaking. Bruce reached for the coffee first taking small sips of it.

Satisfied he would not have to spend the morning force feeding his captive Kal-El turned his attention to his work at hand. Soon the room was filled the sounds of typing as he began to work on correct articles. Re-typing them up from the drafts spread across the desk.

Bruce began to eat mechanically barely tasting the food. He no longer had any appetite as he ate with shaking fingers. This morning it was a golden waffle with bacon and grits. A part of him was dimly aware of Superman working behind him. After half an hour he was done and went back to sipping his lukewarm coffee.

"Do you have a shower?" Bruce asked abruptly. His voice shook when he spoke. Kal-El gave him a sharp look as if the billionaire was stupid.

"We're in an alien fortress. What do you think?" Kal-El snapped irritably. Bruce looked at him then looked away. He could not hold eye contact for to long without remembering the other man inside him.

"I just need to get clean."

"Go through the door on the left. There's a natural hot spring that flows there. You can take a wash up in there. Feel free to take some fresh clothes with you as well." Kal-El instructed in a monotone. He was completely focused on the screen in front of him. His eyes flickering up and down as he would click into a new paragraph and make a correction.

Bruce glanced at him then got up and walked over the wide dresser. Retrieving a change of clothes, black slacks and a white collared shirt, he went through the door on the left. It opened automatically for him despite him not having the cloak.

There was indeed a hot spring. It steamed up the entire room washing over the hurt man. Bruce closed his eyes with a soft sigh as he tossed the clothes off to the side. Reaching up to remove his cape he let it drop to the floor. Peeling off his suit Bruce felt a sense of loss and yet relief. He hated the feeling of the cum going down his leg. Of how it felt in his body every time he moved.

He stepped into the water ignoring the searing heat. As he descended it became soothing to him. Welcoming him as he waded in sinking down to his neck. Bruce had not known his body ached so much until just then. Despite Kal-El claiming he could control his strength he had still left fresh bruises all over the man's body. When he reached up to touch his neck Bruce felt bite marks from last night still there.

All I have to do is get through today. Bruce told himself. Three days at most, Lex had told him. Clearly Kal-El wanted him alive so there was no risk of dying. But how would he tell Clark? Would he even be able to face Clark Kent when the man regained his senses? What about the Justice League? Wonder woman, J'onn, the Green Lantern, Flash…

Oh how he missed Wally. Whenever he took a bath Wally would suddenly act like he was five years old. Usually dashing into the bathroom at top notch speed and jumping into the Jacuzzi sized bath tub. Sending waves of water cascading over the sides as he eagerly began to shout his words to the already groggy billionaire. Even Bruce Wayne lost his composure when suddenly attacked by an eager ginger who would not shut up.

"GOOD MORNING BRUCE!" Wally would shout as if the man were deaf. Bruce would give his partner a piercing glare considering breaking his no kill rule to throttle the young man.

"Dammit, Wally, I just woke up!" Bruce would snap at him. There was usually a splashing match involved in which the ginger would win. Using his super speed to nearly drown the billionaire until spluttering Bruce would admit defeat.

By then the entire bathroom was soaked with water. Alfred would look in to check on them, sigh, and then walk away telling them breakfast would be ready in five minutes. Thankfully Wally would always clean his mess up so his poor butler would not have too.

The rest of their morning ritual was usually uneventful. Until it came time for Bruce to get out of his bathrobe and into his business suit for the day. If he managed to make it to putting on his tie he would begin to find his items randomly going missing. Whenever he felt a breeze going past him that made his hair lift up he would frown knowing who the culprit was.

"I'm going to tie you to the bed and put some of the damn energy of yours to good use." Bruce would snap. Then all of a sudden face would pop out from the curtains with a mop of red hair. A smile on the thief's face as he winked at the billionaire.

"C'mon, baby, I could do you in the front and the back without you ever knowing it."

"For my sake I'm a bit slower. So I would kindly request you don't do that, Master West." Bruce said calmly. Wally frowned sticking his tongue out at the billionaire as he pulled head back into the curtains. Why the hell the Flash thought hiding behind curtains made him invisible Bruce would never know. Just one of the young man's quirks he guessed.

"Neh, you're boring. C'mon, Brucey Baby, I know you want too." Wally teased his voice muffled from behind the curtains. Bruce frowned at his reflection as he knotted his tie adjusting it. Reaching up he smoothed back his hair combing it down until it became a sleek shine. A moment later he felt a rabid hand movement in his hair making it a stand on end like a bush a second later.

"WALLY!"

"The Flash strikes again! MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"The Batman is about to strike if you don't stop it!"

"Oh, did I anger his Batship? Please don't be angry, sir, I just want Brucey Baby to come out and play." Wally teased as he suddenly appeared at his lover's side seeming to materialize out of nowhere. When Bruce attempted to comb his hair down again Wally would simply reach up and mess it up again. The billionaire was beginning to suspect the younger man was building up a static charge.

"I wish you wouldn't call me that."

"Why? I like it."

"I don't. What if one of my colleagues hear you?"

"I'll give 'em a what four, with a whose five, and Joker's wild and they'll be knocked out clean!"

"Do you even know what the hell you're talking about?"

"No, but I do know what I want."

It was always a surprise how Wally's childish demeanor could switch to a seductive whisper. He would lean over and lick behind the billionaire's ear. After a minute Bruce would check the time. If he had thirty minutes he would go towards the bed continued to be attacked by his lover. Wally would always become abnormally possessive shoving the other man down as he climbed on top of him in the bed. Riding his lover with loud shouts and curses as they clawed at each other. At night when they weren't rushed Wally would go slower. He would lay in bed talking to Bruce telling him about his day. How the Justice League was doing and his hopes for the future.

Thinking of his lover Bruce did not hear the soft splash on the other end of the hot spring. With a sigh he rubbed his face feeling the sweat pouring down his face. Or was it tears? He couldn't tell through the steam. He missed Wally so much. If he could have the other man there right then they could work out a way together to escape.

When he opened his eyes Bruce nearly had a heart attack when only a foot away from him gazing directly at him was Kal-El. The alien was completely naked his hair plastered down from the water as he fixed his green gaze on his captive. Bruce shifted uncomfortably in the water as he glanced down involuntarily. The water barely covered the man's waist.

"I thought you had work to do." Bruce said uneasily. A slow smile went across Kal-El's face as he came closer wading through the water. When he came closer he sank deeper into the water until only his shoulders and head were above it.

"I got tired of reading about some brat billionaire having disappeared. There's a rumor going around he did it for selfish reasons. Isn't that ridiculous?" Kal-El laughed cruelly as he came closer. Bruce pulled his legs closer not wanting to touch his rapist.

"Why are you in here?" Bruce continued. Kal-El shrugged his shoulders as he eyes wracked up and down the other man's body. Then with a jolt the billionaire remembered the man had X-ray vision. He could see everything.

"To clean up, of course. Also I needed a break from all that typing. Not to mention I wanted to check up on my best friend, Batman. At the very least you could say hi."

"After what you've done all I want is for you to leave me alone."

"You say that like what I did was a crime."

"It is a crime, Clark. When you come back to your senses what will you do then? How will you come to terms with what you've done?"

"Simple. I'll fuck you harder." The bluntness of the statement stopped Bruce cold. When Kal-El heard his captive's heart begin to race a sadistic grin spread across his face. Coming closer he ran a hand up Bruce's thigh.

"You're sick. Get away from me."

"Make me." Kal-El teased. His green eyes glittered as he drew closer. Bruce's breathing began to become shallow as he stared at the alien. It was barely eight o'clock in the morning and the alien wanted to rape him again?

"Stop." Bruce hissed smacking Kal-El's hand away. Instant rage crossed the alien's face as he raised his hand.

He backhanded Bruce so hard the billionaire's head snapped back. Sharp pain lanced down from his cheek to his neck from the strain of the hit. Reaching up he touched his cheek staring at the alien in shock. Already he could feel a bruise forming on his face. Kal-El glared at him his eyes smoldering like hellfire as he spoke.

"Dare to raise a hand against me again, Bruce Wayne, and see what happens. I can assure you you'll get more than that. You were never a fool. Don't start acting like one now." Kal-El said his tone harsh as he spoke. Bruce clenched his jaw nodding his head mutely.

Kal-El smirked then as he leaned over and kissed his captive on the cheek where he had hit him. Reaching down he grabbed Bruce's hips forcing the other man against the wall of the hot spring. Horrified Bruce stared at the man as Kal-El stood up easily lifting the other man with him.

Glaring down at him Kal-El slipped his pulsing member into Bruce's still raw entrance. Beginning to pump his hips as he glared down at his captive. Panting slightly through plump lips as he kept his gaze fixated on the billionaire. When Bruce closed his eyes to block out the sight of those eyes Kal-El thrust into him harder causing him to cry out.

"Look at me when I'm inside you, dammit. I want to see your face when I come inside you." Kal-El hissed.

Bruce opened his eyes as he gazed at his captor. Kal-El leered down at him clearly enjoying the position they were in. The billionaire had never felt more vulnerable. Shoved up against the wall he was forced to hold onto the alien's shoulders to support himself. Kal-El pressed his forehead to Bruce's so the billionaire could not focus on the wall behind pretending to look at him directly in the eyes.

He wanted so much to close his eyes. Never had he felt more vulnerable than he had now. Bruce's arms began to shake as the thrusts grew harder and rougher. The water helped for it to hurt less but the billionaire still winced despite himself. Already he could feel fire lancing up his back from the strength of the other.

He was hypersensitive to the other man's touch. Kal-El's balls touching his ass each time the man thrusted into him. The bruising grip on his hips from the other's hands which he used to hold his captive in place. How his thighs rubbed against Kal-El's each time the man jerked letting out soft groans as he took out his pleasure on the man. Bruce wanted nothing more than to block it all out and drop his head. Yet when his eyes began to close or he tried to turn his head away the pain grew worse.

Kal-El punished him in small ways. Reaching up to twist the other man's wrist almost to the breaking point. Yanking at him harder on his erection so he was all but slamming the billionaire into the wall. Bruce knew there would be a mass of bruises on his back. He began to take deep breaths refusing to let the sobs escape his throat. His bottom lip trembled with the effort as Kal-El shifted inside him pounding harder.

Now Bruce could feel the full length of the alien inside him. Kal-El began to hit the other man's prostrate and refused to let up. Then he released his hold on the billionaire's hip, using his free hand to reach down and begin massaging the man's member.

No, no, NO! Not this! You can't do this!

"Clark, stop. You can't…no…" Bruce begged. His voice cracked in his own ears. Kal-El only grinned at him continuing his ministrations. He could already feel Bruce growing hard in his hand.

"Why? Because I'm forcing you to enjoy it? Come on, admit it. You like being fucked up the ass. You always walk around like you have a stick in it. Why so against me actually sticking one into you?" Kal-El mocked as he began to tug at the other man's erection.

Bruce tightened his grip beginning to pant from his efforts to ignore the growing warmth in his abdomen. He hated Superman. Hated him. Had he the choice he would have killed him right then and there. Yet Kal-El began to grunt with effort as he began to reach his climax. Continuing to fist Bruce as he did so.

It didn't take much. Bruce cried out as he came his cum staining Kal-El's stomach. He felt Kal-El empty himself inside him as well. Closing his eyes Bruce buried his head in the other man's shoulder. Even if it was his tormentor his mind couldn't take anymore. His shoulders began to shake as he sobbed hurt and confused. He would give anything to forget the whole ordeal. Anything to wake up in his own bed and find Wally sleeping beside him. The ginger sprawled over the bed as he snored loudly completely unaware he unintentionally woke up his lover. To hear Tim walk in and make a disgusted sound commenting he didn't get how the two men could get along.

"There, there, my pet bat. It's alright." Kal-El soothed as he pulled away from the wall. His hand moving down to wrap his arm around the billionaire's waist.

"In time it will become easier for you. I assure you. When you've learned to completely give up all hope. That you will never leave this place for as long as you live. You'll stay here, my little bat. I'll keep you forever." Kal-El pulled back reaching up to tilt Bruce's chin up as the man's blue eyes gazed into the emerald ones. Tears streamed down the man's cheeks as he stared at him in horror.

"Only when you are completely shattered, will you enjoy it as I do."