AUTHOR'S NOTE: I seriously meant for this chapter to go somewhere else, but I got so caught up with BatmanxFlash I decided to explore their relationship some more. I've heard a few people say (no on this fic) that the two don't pair very well. I disagree. The fact that the two are just so vastly different makes it work. That, and I began to watch Justice League and just cracked up laughing at the idea of the Flash Mobile. Freakin hilarious.

Chapter 9

Kal-El could not believe his ears when his captive told him those three words. Even now with the man nuzzling his neck he still felt stunned to hear them. He sat back against the headboard pulling Bruce onto his lap. The billionaire straddled his hips as leaned forward to kiss the alien underneath the chin. Nipping at the soft skin of Kal-El's throat he let out a soft moan of his own. Beginning to grind his hips against the alien's.

Kal-El chuckled as he grabbed Bruce's hips groaning as he rolled over so the man was beneath him. He moved down so now his mouth was over the billionaire's. He grunted as he reached down to draw down his captive's pants sliding his hands down the other man's smooth thighs. Finding the other man hard he began to jack Bruce off with long, hard strokes.

Bruce moaned his hands fisting in the sheets as he began to gasp eyes narrowed as he turned his head to the side. Kal-El descended down upon the human again biting as his neck possessively. Bruce stole a glance to see the other was distracted before he reached over and grabbed the Batarang, slipping it beneath the mattress out of view. If Kal-El asked where it had gone Bruce only had to feign ignorance of the item. Claim he had been asleep all day until the alien had come home.

They continued pawing at each other for the better part of an hour. By that time Kal-El seemed well satisfied as he fell to his hold habit of holding his captive close. Gently stroking his hair as he began to talk. Instead this time Bruce listened attentively to him, asking questions, making suggestions, and reaching up to stroke the bulging biceps of his captor. Impressed with the new attention the alien nuzzled the billionaire pleased with this new attitude.

"When did you become so needy? I don't remember you ever being so eager to see me." Kal-El said. Bruce only shrugged his bright blue eyes sparking as he gave the alien a playful smirk.

"Apologies are due on my part, Kal-El. I just never realized until how much you must have suffered on your part."

"Suffered?"

"Why, yes. Didn't you say you always watched me? Always gazing at me behind my back, when I was so ignorant while I pursued the Flash. When what I really needed all along…" Bruce said as he reached up his wrap a hand around the man's neck to draw him down so his breath tickled his ear.

"…was a Super Man." He said teasingly. Kal-El chuckled as he kissed those full lips of his lover's pleased the other finally realized his mistakes. He vowed to reward him in some way. He did not know how, but he would. Kal-El could not let such good behavior go on without giving the other man something in return. No doubt he probably did not expect anything, but it would still be a kind gesture.

"I thought you loved Wally." Kal-El said despite himself. Bruce scoffed rolling his eyes as he inspected his fingernails as if the subject meant nothing to him.

"Him? Please, I just had him around for easy sex. Remember he had that Flash Mobile of his? It was an expression of inner-self he said."

"I recall that vehicle. He still has it."

"Not only is it a painted van, but when he presses a button the hydraulics make it look like it's humping the air. Not to mention the windshield cleaner, when it squirts is pure white from the soap suds reminds me of semen."

"Seems legit."

"Doesn't it?" Bruce said with a laugh. He felt a pang when he said it, because he mentioned saying so to Flash when the young man had showed him the vehicle. The younger man had begun to stutter and blush protesting the Flash Mobile was not for such activities. Batman had calmly pointed out on the back it said not only "Wild Thing" but there was also a convenient couch as well. After a few seconds Flash had retreated back into the van to hide.

"Flash? Flash." Batman had said coming after him. Strangely enough, it had been a quiet weak. Other than an attempt on Flash's life from Captain Boomerang all the villians had kept a low profile. Licking their wounds and drawing up plans of their next dastardly deeds.

"Leave me alone." Flash had said from inside the van his voice muffled by the metal. Batman frowned as he glared at the doors considering breaking into it. This had been before they had begun their relationship. Why did his comrade sound so sad?

"Listen, Flash, it was just a joke. You don't have to take it so personally." Batman had called. He felt ridiculous standing in a shady alley, beside a crazy colored van. When he had joined the Justice League he did not imagine he would be reduced to this.

"Yeah, well, I DID. So THERE. Why don't you go back to Gotham and beat up the Joker or something?"

"He's in Arkaham Asylum."

"Bet you he broke out right about now. Or is in the process of doing it." Flash snapped from the van. Batman sighed as he turned to leave. He didn't know what stopped him that night. Only that the choice he made then was so unlike him not even Clark believed him when he told him the truth.

Walking up to the van doors Batman grabbed one and opened it. Slipping inside before slamming it behind him. He heard the van beep as it automatically locked. Flash was sitting on the couch, his lava lamp on as he glared at it. When the other hero came in he looked over his shoulder, glared, and went back to his glaring at the innocent lava lamp.

"Leave me alone." Flash grumbled.

"I thought brooding was my gig. It doesn't suit you." Batman responded in his usual calm tone. Flash frowned quirking a brow as he raised his head to glare at the other man. Both were completely silent as Batman continued to stand there staring directly at him.

"Be careful. If you laugh your face might crack." Flash said. Despite his bad mood Batman could see he had begun to cheer the younger man up.

"I'll take my chances. Now tell me, what's really on your mind?" Batman said as he sat down on the couch. Flash looked his visitor up and down as if deciding whether he really had the Batman in his Flash Mobile.

"I dunno if I should tell you. You'd just lecture me and tell me to get over myself." Flash muttered. Batman's eyes narrowed.

"Flash, if you just need someone to listen I can do that. I'll keep my opinions to myself."

"See, that's what I'm worried about. You'll have opinions and then I'll start to wonder what the hell they are."

"Do you want me to tell you them?"

"NO! But I…you might think it's stupid. That's all."

"Whatever I might think of what it is that bothers you, I'm only one person. My opinions won't matter to you unless you let them. At the very least you can get off your chest whatever it is that's bothering you."

"Keep a secret?"

"Are you the fastest man alive?"

"Funny."

"I can be from time to time."

"Okay, well…" Flash said taking a deep breath. He gazed at Batman uneasily as the other sat completely still gazing back at him. Flash rubbed the back of his head as he looked down at the floor.

"I um…I can't get off anymore." Flash muttered. It took Bruce a minute to realize what the younger man was saying.

"Oh. Is it a medical problem?" Batman asked a bit stunned. Of all the things he had expected to hear he had not imagined that. Flash began to blush as he glanced down at his hands fumbling his thumbs as he continued to talk.

"No. I went to the doctor and he said I have a clean bill of health. He said it might mental. That sometimes when someone gets really stressed out it can prevent them from…release." Flash murmured. Batman blinked still staring at his comrade.

"Have you been stressed?"

"YEAH. I mean, I usually just…release because it helps for the stress to get down. But if I can't anymore I get even more stressed. If I get more stressed my heart starts to pound and then I start to feel giddy because I get an adrenaline rush. If I'm giddy I can't relax, I can't sleep, and I just…it's driving me insane!" Flash said as he stood up throwing his arms open wide for emphasis.

"Is there a particular reason? The Justice League perhaps? Personal?" Batman asked. Despite himself he was curious now. At this Flash blushed as he nodded his head again sitting back down.

"Personal, actually. I found out something…well, confirmed something about myself I thought wasn't true."

"You're not as charming as you thought you were."

"Ha ha, ha. No, Bats, it's um…I'm gay." Flash stated bluntly. Again Batman was left speechless wondering how in the world he had walked into this mess. He could not just have let bygones be bygones and walk away.

"Oh."

"Am I freaking you out?"

"No. It was just unexpected."

"Wow. Must be serious if you're surprised."

"I suppose it is."

"So you see my problem now?"

"A bit. Have you…slept with another man?" Batman asked. He knew Flash slept around a lot with other women. At his age he guessed he shouldn't be surprised the young man was so horny. It was completely natural of course, but at times it did get annoying when Flash stopped to flirt with every beautiful woman he came across rather than focus on the battle.

"No. I mean, I've gone to a few places but all the guys there it just feels so…awkward. It's not that I'm against other gays, but what the hell am I supposed to do if one of those really girly types starts hitting on me? Shit, I sound so sexist right now…"

"Don't be. You have your preferences. Simply say you're flattered but you're not interested. Liking other men doesn't mean you suddenly have to start carrying around a purse, Flash. Or act any different then you really do. You're still you. No matter whom you like, you're still the same person on the inside." Batman reassured him. And he meant it too. Flash looked shyly as his comrade. For the first time since they had begun talking he began to smile.

"Thanks, Bats, I appreciate it."

"You're welcome."

"I don't know if I'll still be able to cum though. I don't really watch porn." Flash said with a sigh.

Don't do it. Batman's inner voice told him. At the time the billionaire was not even aware of what he meant to attempt. Like before, however, some unseen force seemed to be driving him as he reached out and put a hand on the younger man's shoulder. Flash had sighed gazing down at the floor depressed over his predicament. He looked up with wide eyes when the other man touched him.

"How good are the hydraulics on the Flash Mobile?" Batman asked him. Flash gave him an odd look as if the other man had lost his mind.

"Top of the line. I'm not cheap." Flash answered still staring at the other.

Don't do it, Bruce. Don't…you're fucked. Batman imagined his alter-ego throwing his arms in the air as it left. He resisted the urge to laugh as he came closer to Flash so they were nearly sitting next to each other.

"Neither am I." Batman replied lowering his voice. Flash stared at him his eyes widening as he began to realize what the other man meant.

"Bats, no, you don't have to-"

"I'm willing if you are. We can stop whenever you say so." Batman said his voice urgent. He almost sounded needy to his own ears. Flash paused his mouth open as if he meant to deny him. Then a mischievous grin spread across his face as he reached up to put a hand on the back of the man's neck to draw him closer.

"Just so you know, I have no idea what to do." Flash warned as he leaned over and began to kiss him. Batman was surprised by how soft and insistent the kiss was. So gentle he would not have expected it of the younger man.

"I'm sure we can figure it out. We just need lube, don't we?" Batman asked when the other pulled back. Flash laughed as he reached beneath the couch and pulled out a whole bottle. Setting it on the coffee table with a triumph grin. When the billionaire frowned Flash only laughed shrugging his shoulders.

"Hey, it's the Flash Mobile. What did you think I used it for?"

"I was curious why it was bouncing up and down squirting white stuff."