**Reader Beware: This chapter gets rather "heated" and is why the story is for mature audiences. You've been warned.

More than two hours had passed since J'onn had asked Batman to remove himself from the trauma area of the medical wing. The Martian was still busying himself with tending to Diana's wounds. Batman had watched through the observation window on and off during the entire time he'd been there as he had taken up pacing about the waiting area, hoping that J'onn would come out at any moment to announce that Diana would be alright. While he paced, he wondered what he could've done differently to make sure that Diana would be alright. Thinking along those lines also caused the Bat inside to question why he was placing so much emphasis on Diana. He should be more concerned with the fact that Ra's had gotten away. He didn't even stay behind to be sure that they had removed any means for Ra's to use in order to start up his plans again. On top of that, Shayera was injured as well, and Superman had certainly looked better. But they weren't Diana.

While Batman's brain bounced around all rationalizing thoughts against this strange need and desire to see Diana come back from this situation, Superman came into the waiting room along with Shayera and Flash. "Batman." Superman offered as a greeting, but he was completely ignored. "How's Diana holding up?"

"I don't know Clark." Batman responded before returning to the observation window. "What happened with Doomsday? I know that wasn't enough to have destroyed that monster, and we can't let Ra's get his hands on him again."

"The concussion blast from the explosions seemed to disrupt whatever controls Ra's had over Doomsday." Superman answered. "When he got free, he was consumed by fighting just me again. I sent him into deep space before meeting back up with everyone else here."

"Good." Batman responded while still looking through the observation window. "Hopefully he'll never be able to find his way back here."

"Do you think you could lend a hand with mending Shayera's broken arm?" Superman asked. "Besides J'onn, you have the most knowledge tending to wounds and broken bones."

"Have you even x-rayed her arm yet?" Batman asked as he spun around to face them. "How bad is it?"

Superman used his x-ray vision and looked her over. "It's the Ulna bone in her forearm. She's lucky Bane didn't crush it and the Radius at the same time."

Batman moved forward, almost grateful for the distraction. He was greatly troubled by the debate going on inside his head. He made quick work of setting her bone and putting on a cast, being vigilant to keep from disturbing J'onn when he gathered all of the necessary items to mend her arm. Once that was done, he went back to pacing and peering through the observation window. While everyone else stayed around for a while, slowly one by one the other three Justice League members eventually exited the waiting room. Batman knew that wondering around here wasn't doing anyone any good, but he still couldn't force himself to leave. He wanted to know the exact time that J'onn was finished.

Another hour passed, and there was still no word from J'onn. Batman had finally taken a seat in the waiting room. He'd not left for a single second. Perhaps his friendship with Diana was stronger than he'd realized. He'd never thought he would act this way unless it was a member of his adopted family or Alfred that was in emergency surgery. The thought of how close he felt to Diana both terrified and excited him at the same time. He wasn't sure what would become of these feelings and emotions, but he'd find a logical explanation and plan accordingly on how to handle any situation in the future, should they ever find themselves in a similar position again. Batman was caught off guard when the doors to the waiting room opened behind him and revealed someone he'd never expect to see on the Watchtower. "What the hell are you doing here?" He asked the uninvited guest.

"Superman briefed me about what happened." Agent Faraday said as he approached the Dark Knight. He stopped when he was directly in front of Batman before sticking his hand out. "Forgive my manners, let me introduce myself. My name's….

"Agent Thomas Faraday, AKA King for King Faraday." Batman began to rattle off. "You're a former soldier and counter-espionage agent, as well as a former CIA and Checkmate member. You've been highly decorated for your services and recommended for any job posting that you've taken. Now you've been assigned as the Liaison between the United States and the Justice League. While some of your missions have been rather unorganized, the majority of your missions have been considered successes."

"I see you've done your homework." Faraday responded before dropping his hand to his side. He knew at that point Batman wouldn't be shaking his hand. "No sense beating around the bush then. To be honest, I'd like to get your account of what happened. Superman already gave his, and indicated that you were a large factor in everyone coming out on top."

"I played my part." Batman answered cryptically. He didn't feel like talking to this man at all. He'd been absent from the League too long apparently since they were apparently allowing civilians on board the Watchtower now. He'd have to take up that issue with Clark. Allowing outsiders on the space station that he'd paid for to be built and helped to construct, he would have thought that common courtesy would have taken place to at least make him aware of the proposed change. But he'd pursue that later as there was something else on his mind about the man standing next to him. "Don't wait up for any debriefing from me Faraday."

"Superman said that you'd be the toughest one to work with." Faraday responded. "I thought being a non-powered American male would be more willing to work with his government."

"Who said I was an American?" Batman asked defiantly. This agent was starting to get on his nerves.

"Well its either that or you've been parading the streets of Gotham City under that cowl as an illegal alien, which I highly doubt." Faraday fired back. "I guess Supes knows you better than I thought. So, how is it that Ra's al Ghul escaped the Justice League anyways?"

"He's not without his resources." Batman answered. He wasn't going to give this man any more than absolutely possible.

"That's certainly a shame that he got away." Faraday commented. "Some things are more important than catching the bad guy I suppose."

Batman turned to face the man and shot him a patented glare that would send most of Gotham's low life trash into a yellow puddle creating mess. Faraday flinched upon noticing the glare, and that caused Batman to smile on the inside. "What the hell are you trying to say?" He sneered.

Faraday nodded his head towards the observation window just off in front of the two of them. "Seems kind of obvious doesn't it?" He offered. "Diana's a special woman. The world wouldn't seem quite as bright if she weren't in it, would it?"

"No." Batman responded before turning to face the observation window again. "It wouldn't." He couldn't help but to agree with King's opinion of how Diana affected the world around her by just being a part of it.

"Plus at least I know that she wasn't just standing me up." Faraday commented as he looked through the observation window. "In our line of work, duty always has to come up first."

"Missed a meeting with the U.S. officials because of Ra's?" Batman asked. He didn't like how the conversation seemed to be turning.

"Lunch." Faraday explained. "Not business though. It was actually just going to be the two of us."

Batman felt a sharp twinge of pain in his heart upon hearing this. His cowl had been registering King's body language, and from that and his tone, it wasn't hard to tell that he was being honest and not making anything up. Diana was supposed to have met him personally for a lunch date. The thought of that irritated Batman to an almost boiling point. He needed to get away from Faraday, but he still didn't want to leave until he'd heard from J'onn on Diana's status. "I'll be sure to tell Diana you stopped by." He forced himself to say, while secretly wanting King to just leave.

"I was actually going to stick around for a bit to see how she's doing." Faraday responded.

"Diana was critically injured." Batman said as he turned completely over towards Agent Faraday. "She's not going to be able to entertain guests for quite some time." Batman took a threatening step forward and used his height to his advantage in order to press his point further. "My advice to you is to come back another time."

Agent Faraday took a couple of steps back. He knew from what Superman had told him that Batman would be difficult and intimidating to work with, and Batman certainly wasn't disappointing in that description. King did his best to hide the intimidation that he'd actually found himself to be feeling at the moment as he adjusted the collar on his shirt. It seemed to be suddenly restrictive around his neck. "Well uh…" He started before clearing his throat. "I suppose so long as I'm briefed on Diana's status, I'm sure there is something else that needs tending to. I can't wait to get the details of your account, Batman."

Bruce watched as King Faraday turned and exited the room. Batman didn't budge from his stance that he'd held over King until the exit door slid closed. When that happened he stepped over to a wall and slammed his fist into it. There was a small fist sized dent left by where he'd punched the metal wall. Bruce accepted and almost wanted to feel the pain as it kept the heat of anger towards Agent Faraday and the hurt in his heart from the forefront of his mind. Fortunately for him, there was no need to cause anymore harm to himself as J'onn entered at the opposite end of the room. "Is there anything wrong?" The Martian asked as he could sense the anger from Batman and noticed the dent in the wall.

"New visitor in the Watchtower." Batman mumbled as his anger was teetering at the moment still. "Clark never told me he'd allowed government officials aboard my space station."

"Superman was asked to bring it to our group for a vote." J'onn explained. "The United States wanted to know what was going on with us due to how powerful a force the Justice League has become. The vote was unanimous. We don't want the public to fear us, and a connection helps to humanize the League."

Batman knew that all was a valid point even though he still disagreed with the decision, but he was still upset about how he'd found out about it. But his mind quickly focused on more important matters. "How is Diana?" He asked. "Will she be alright?"

"Diana's enhanced healing will help her to recover quickly. I have her sedated at the moment as I was forced to reset many of her ribs, and she suffered a punctured lung as well as a broken jaw and nose. Surprisingly, the nose has already begun to heal. Within a day I wouldn't be surprised if you would never even be able to tell that she'd broken a bone in her face before."

Batman let loose his clenched muscles in relief that Diana was going to be alright in a short amount of time. "I'll watch over her J'onn." He stated in a manner that brooked no room for arguing.

"Very well Batman, and you may go in and see her now." J'onn responded. "Contact me when she wakes, otherwise I shall return to check on her progress periodically."

Batman didn't wait for another word to be spoken as he left the waiting area immediately marching for the recovery rooms of the medical wing. J'onn had put Diana into the nearest room, for which Batman was grateful as it saved him from having to check all the rooms before locating her. When he entered her room, Bruce was taken aback at the sight of her. Diana was all bandaged up on the side of her face as well as around the torso. Batman grabbed a chair and slid it up next to her bed where he took a seat. He knew that in time he wouldn't be able to even tell that Diana had been in a battle thanks to her healing abilities, but that still didn't change the sickening feeling at the pit of his stomach from the sight of her beaten so severely. He watched over her while keeping one eye on the monitors as though he feared she could slip away forever at any moment. He knew that it was ludicrous because of her Meta abilities, but in a situation like this, rational thought seemed to continually escape him.

~~ ten hours later ~~

Batman had stayed in the recovery room next to Diana without leaving. J'onn had come in a couple of times to check on Diana's status. It was a relief to see that there was physical evidence that her Meta healing ability had been healing her injuries. The last visit though, J'onn had altered his focus towards the Dark Knight before leaving. He'd been concerned from the knowledge that Batman hadn't slept or ate since before the battle to stop Ra's and his plans from being successful. Even though Batman declined it vehemently, J'onn was beginning to pick up the emotional attachment that Bruce had for Diana. When Batman appeared at the ready to defend his feelings as those saved for any teammate, J'onn knew better than to push forward. He merely allowed a smirk to grace his features after turning to leave once again.

Batman had barely taken his seat next to Diana again when the next unwanted visitor came into the room before shutting and locking the doors. "What are you still doing here Bruce?" Superman asked as he approached Diana's bed to look over his good friend's healing progress for himself. "You aren't doing Diana or yourself any good just sitting here."

"What I do with my free time shouldn't be of any concern to you Kent." Bruce fired back with a glare.

"Perhaps not, but your interaction with Agent Faraday earlier last night is." Clark responded. "Look Bruce, I know we voted to allow him on the Watchtower without telling you, but that doesn't give you the right as a member of the Justice League to just blow him off."

Batman stood abruptly from his chair and stomped over towards the Kryptonian. He stared him directly in the eyes before he responded. "You should have told me before you allowed him on a space station that's equipped with mostly WayneTech appliances and technology." He snarled out through clenched teeth. "I've worked too hard on protecting my identity for it to be given away just to help the opinion of the mighty Justice League among the human populous."

Superman stumbled for words upon hearing this. "Bruce, I thought you….."

"No you didn't think Clark." Bruce interrupted. "That's the problem. It's not just the image of the League that I have to be concerned with. When I'm on business for the League officially, I've toned down my reactions from how I handle Gotham. That's to protect the image we want here, but I've never done anything to potentially expose someone's real identity."

"Bruce, I'm sorry." Superman conceded. "Perhaps when Diana's healed, we can revisit the government's involvement onboard the Watchtower."

"It's too late for that Clark." Batman responded. "Whatever Faraday would have wanted, he's had weeks to attain it. Any change now would look like the League isn't cooperating with the government. Next time you want to make an irrational decision, at least come to me first so that I can let you know how dumb an idea it is first Clark."

"You know Bruce; you get a lot more cranky than normal when you've gone so long without rest." Superman said as his frustration was mounting.

"Is there anything else important that you want to bring up, or just more observations of what I need?" Bruce fired back. He'd had enough of this conversation.

"I suppose not." Superman conceded. He was getting nowhere with Bruce, and he knew the situation wouldn't improve. "Just get some rest. We've needed you here with the League." Batman just stood there silently, and that was all the cue that was needed to be read into for the Man of Steel. He turned on his heels and exited Diana's recovery room. As he walked out of the infirmary, J'onn was walking in the other direction. "If you're going in Diana's room, watch out for Batman." Superman warned. "He's in one of his moods again."

J'onn stopped and turned towards his Kryptonian friend. "He is merely concerned for Diana's well being Superman." J'onn explained. "He's also not close to fully recovered himself, and is doing well in attempting to hide the amount of pain that he's enduring. I cannot say that I wouldn't feel similar if our roles were reversed."

"He wasn't even healed, and he still came out to fight?" Superman questioned for a moment. "That man is by far the most stubborn and ignorant person I've ever met. Especially when it's their own well being that's involved."

"You've known him longer than any other member of the Justice League." J'onn continued. "He always makes the hard choices no matter what it may cost him. I suspect that is what you respect the most from working alongside Batman."

Superman nodded in affirmation. "When it comes to Batman, if I were ever to fall I know that he'd continue fighting the good fight until his last breath to continue towards trying to bring world peace to Earth." He offered in explanation. "His methods are harsh, but he's never crossed the line that some think he tip toes, and I believe he never would. That's what I respect about Batman. It's just that he can be so frustrating at times with his arrogance and cold hearted tactics. It'd be nice if he'd lighten up for a change."

"But then he wouldn't be Batman." J'onn concluded. "I will be careful my friend. I can assure you I will remain mindful of his emotions. I do not wish to suffer such a headache again."

Superman smirked at hearing how Batman could actually physically give someone a headache without even touching them. "Good luck J'onn." He said before continuing out of the medical wing.

Batman was standing before J'onn even entered Diana's room. It was almost as though he knew that another visitor would be coming. When he saw that it was J'onn though, he relaxed and returned to his seat by her bed. J'onn noticed Batman's hand sitting protectively close to Diana's right hand as it rested on her bed. He turned so that Batman couldn't see the smirk that threatened to appear on his face. Instead he focused on some monitors and printed test results. He made sure to be meticulous in checking over Diana's condition. He'd need to take some new x-rays within a few more hours as he suspected that Diana's ribs he'd set during surgery were already partially mended. Her breathing seemed to be less labored, and her metabolism was surely working its way through all the medication he'd put her on. It wouldn't be long until she awoke.

"How is she J'onn?" Batman asked. The exhaustion he was dealing with could be heard on his voice clearly. J'onn hoped that Diana's progress would be good enough for Batman to at least find another bed to lie in and try to rest for some time.

"Diana seems to be mending better than expected." J'onn answered. "I suspect she will wake in the next few hours. The worst is certainly behind her at this point. I'm going to take her in for some x-rays to check on the status of her rib cage, but I have no doubts that she will be fine."

Batman's shoulders slumped slightly in relief. He knew from his own eyes that she was getting better and stronger almost by the minute. It was just a relief to hear the words from another medical expert. "Thank you J'onn." He said as he stood from his chair to stretch out a cramp in his leg.

"You should get some rest my friend." J'onn added. "I can sense the exhaustion from you."

"You too?" Batman asked incredulously.

"Superman is only concerned for your well being as much as Diana's." J'onn explained. "I'm merely doing the same. Your body requires some rest."

Batman sighed and fought off a yawn. "Perhaps you're right J'onn." He stated. "Besides, the coffee in here isn't having much of an effect on me anymore."

"You could use another medical bed if you still wish to remain here with Diana." J'onn offered. "There are plenty available."

"Why didn't I…..Nevermind." Batman started to ask before he had answered his own question in his mind. He never thought of it because of how exhausted he was. He started to look around for the nearest bed when his mind focused on a sound he barely heard.

J'onn heard it as well as his eyes were trained on Diana as well. Batman leaned in closer to Diana's face and listened intently, hoping that it wasn't his mind playing tricks on him. There were no tricks though as he heard a raspy yet still angelic voice murmuring. "B….B…Bruce." She spoke. His mind began to race. She called out his name, not Clark, J'onn, some ancient Greek or Amazon. It was his name. Hearing that both excited and terrified him.

"I shall return in another hour to check on her." J'onn said before he phased down through the floor. He was going to give them both some time and privacy. Batman's mind was racing and Diana obviously had Bruce on her mind. She was never good at hiding her thoughts and feelings from J'onn, and being unconscious did nothing to change that.

Batman started to walk away so that he could push another bed over closer to Diana's, but he was stopped by a hand that had at some point latched onto his own without him even noticing it. He must have been tired, Bruce surmised thinking how did I miss that? It was Diana's second and third words that struck him more so than the first. As Diana's lips formed the words, Bruce leaned in further, looking at her closed eyelids as if he were waiting for them to shoot open at any moment. Instead they remained closed as he was listening for what she'd say next."

"N…..n…no." She said. Bruce wondered what it was she was declining until she spoke again. "S…..st…..stay." She finished.

"As you wish Princess." Bruce said before gently sitting and then lying on the bed next to her. Meta or not, he remained careful and mindful to be sure not to cause her any undue injuries. He watched over her for any further responses, but when nothing happened he finally allowed his eyes to shut and slumber quickly came to him.

~~ Sometime later ~~

Diana was sitting up in her bed as J'onn checked over her for what felt like the umpteenth time. She was growing frustrated at being confined to the medical bed and was ready to leave the medical wing. She was quite anxious for her life to return to normal as she'd been mandated to stay in bed at the medical wing until J'onn and Batman had cleared her to leave. She was pleasantly surprised that Batman had been up so often to see her. Something seemed to be different about him. She wasn't sure what, but she couldn't believe now that she'd even considered going to lunch with Agent Faraday when she was simply more interested in Bruce.

J'onn looked over to her as he just finished with his examination. "You have my approval to return to normal activity, but I would prefer you wait another week before returning to full active status on missions." He said.

"Thank you J'onn." Diana responded with an appreciative smile.

"Don't thank me yet Diana." J'onn countered. "You've still yet to gain Batman's sign off on your return."

The smile instantly left her lips at the thought of trying to convince Bruce that she was ready for a full return. That would be next to impossible. She was still sore from the ribs that hadn't fully mended yet, and she knew that he would figure it out even if she hid it well. He somehow seemed to deduce everything, and in this instance it would leave her infuriated and disappointed. At that moment the man in her thoughts walked into the room.

"Good morning princess." Batman offered in greeting. "How is her progress J'onn?" He asked as he turned his attention to J'onn while picking up her medical chart at the end of her bed.

"She has received my approval to return to normal activity." J'onn answered before turning to leave the room so that Batman could run or rerun any tests that he felt necessary.

Diana watched Batman intently as he read through her chart with all the updates J'onn had added. When he finished with the chart, he returned it to the foot of her bed before moving over to review the monitor readouts for any abnormalities. It wasn't until he took her blood pressure that he spoke again. "Your heart rate and blood pressure have been normal for a few days now." He explained before leaning in closer to her as he reached for the electrodes on her chest before removing them.

Diana's eyes went from the white lenses of his cowl to where his hand traveled to each electrode. She felt a slight heat fill her where the gauntlet covered hand grazed her skin as he gently removed each electrode. It was a strange feeling that she'd never had before, especially from a man. Just before he removed the last electrode, she looked back up to his face to see a small smirk showing across his lips. Diana's cheeks turned a slight pink hue in embarrassment from having such a reaction just because of another's touch. "Something wrong Princess?" Bruce asked in an almost teasing tone. "You seem flustered."

"Just…..anxious to be released from the medical quarters." Diana came up with as an answer.

Bruce then removed a gauntlet and glove before placing two fingers on Diana's neck as his face came a little closer to hers. Diana's breath caught from experiencing the closeness as Bruce was moving ever closer to her. "Your pulse has increased Diana." He said softly. "Perhaps you're not quite ready to leave where your vitals wouldn't still be closely monitored."

Diana would have been deeply disappointed, but she could make out the teasing and testing nature behind Bruce's voice. She had to think of a retort quickly to make sure he wouldn't mandate that she remain in the medical wing just in case he were serious. "What if I were to do something to prove I'm ready to be released?" She asked.

"And just what would that be?" Bruce asked as he removed his fingers from her neck.

She made a quick move and grabbed that hand before he could completely remove it. She didn't know what was coming over her, but she was intrigued and excited about the feelings swarming within her. She gently pulled on his right hand that she'd grabbed with her left in order to bring him closer. When his face was directly in front of hers, she made a suggestion. "Best two out of three falls?"

Bruce glanced down at Diana's lips for a moment. "No sparring yet Princess." He declined.

"Then how about this?" Diana asked as she reached her free hand up, cupping the back of Bruce's cowl covered head and pulling him the rest of the way until their lips met. It was warm and soft at first. Bruce seemed to be taken by surprise that Diana actually went through with kissing him. Diana could read that as she felt him attempting to pull away for a split second before he began to respond. Slowly he parted his lips and allowed his tongue to graze against her lips, as if asking permission for entrance. Diana loved the feel of his tongue and lips against hers, and when she opened her lips allowing him access, she was almost overwhelmed by the lust filled feeling that came once his tongue began a dance for control with hers. She gasped slightly as she felt Bruce's left hand dancing along the edge of her medical gown by her chest. The excitement she was feeling at this moment was astonishing as well as breath taking. She'd never felt anything close to this aside from being in the heat of battle, and those two things were at opposite ends of the spectrum as far as she was concerned.

Finally the need for air forced them to end the kiss, and each of them were left panting and trying to catch their breath. Diana was slightly taken aback when Bruce seemed to be pulling away until she realized that he was unlocking and removing his cape and cowl so that she could look deep into his dark blue eyes before he returned to kissing her again. Diana's hands moved almost of their own accord as she placed one hand on the side of his cheek while the other slid around to the back of his neck where her fingers began to weave through his hair. She moaned a little as she felt Bruce's free hand slide down to her hips and she kicked the blankets off of her to grant him more access even though the kicking motion caused some additional pain to her rib cage area. The pain however quickly vanished in the heat of the moment as Bruce began kissing his way across her cheek and onto her neck before leaving a moist trail of kisses up towards her ear. "This could complicate things." He softly whispered into her ear. The breath that came with his words sent a chill down her spine. "Are you sure about this?"

Diana used her hands to guide Bruce's face back in front of hers. "I'd stop you if I weren't sure." She stated before sitting up to engage in another kiss. This one was more heated than before. Bruce seemed to ease upon hearing her declaration as he took his hands and gently placed them on each side of her face to help keep her sitting up. He slowly sat down on the bed directly in front of her, never allowing his lips to leave hers while he moved. His hands slowly slid down her arms, the backs of his knuckles barely grazing her skin the entire time before he moved them to her sides and gently pulled her closer to him. Diana moved willingly as she wanted to be as close as possible, and positioned herself to where she was now straddling him. She felt the air against her back from where the gown was partially opened, and then felt Bruce's hands move as they worked to untie the gown as he once again began a trail of kisses along her neck to her ear. Upon reaching it, he assaulted her ear with warm and moist kisses, gently breathing hot breaths on her ear in between each kiss. Diana quickly was losing her composure as she found that she now wanted this man to make love to her. It was such a strange feeling to want a man like that , but was definitely a welcomed one she found. Wanting to increase the pace and see just how pleasurable other pursuits might be, she moved her hands to her gown and ripped it away before tossing it to the ground.

Batman returned to kissing Diana on the lips once again as he took her hands and led them to the areas where the releases on the Batsuit were hidden. She was deeply enjoying him giving her that level of trust as his fingers showed hers how to disengage the locking mechanisms. When the torso of the suit was unlocked, Bruce backed away and Diana helped him to remove that part of the suit. She looked on in awe at the sculpted upper body of Bruce. He'd trained and worked until his body was comparable to that of a god's, and while she was thoroughly enjoying the view, she still desired more as she allowed her fingers to do the talking for her by playing with the waistline of the suit. Bruce took the not so subtle hint and helped the both of them to stand so that he could remove the lower half of his suit. They returned to the bed when both of them were finally there simply in all their glory for each other to view and appreciate. Even with the almost healed bruising, Diana was still a goddess and the most beautiful woman Bruce had laid eyes on. While they could spend an eternity just enjoying the view under normal circumstances, everything they'd just done a few moments before had heated their blood to the point where they didn't want to keep their hands off of each other any longer. While she knew that Bruce had the experience to know what to do, Diana found that her hands seemed to instinctually know where to go as well as she gently grasped him and began to slowly move in a stroking pattern. That part of Bruce became increasingly harder with each stroke while his hands also moved, one behind her head to help ease the descent back onto the bed while the fingers of his other hand began to lightly trace a circular pattern around the nipple of Diana's left breast, causing it to form into a tight pink bud. Almost as soon as her back landed on the bed, she arched up pressing her chest more into his one hand. She would have to thank Aphrodite for the instinctual knowledge she'd apparently been blessed with.

Diana was greatly surprised by Bruce's next move as his mouth quickly descended onto her other breast, where his tongue flicked lightly causing another tight pink bud. She whimpered his name as she fought to keep from moaning in pleasure from his touch. When Bruce's hand left her breast and traced downwards before reaching its destination between her legs however, the ability to hold in the moan was lost to her. She grabbed Bruce's hair on the back of his head as she fought for what little control she had left when his fingers gently slid inside of her and began to move within her in a most pleasurable way. "Oh gods, Bruce." She almost yelled as she felt an explosion inside of her growing.

Bruce felt Diana become rigid underneath him, and he slowed to a stop before looking up into Diana's face. She was panting and trying to regain control of her senses, but she had a deep amount of lust showing in her eyes at the same time almost begging him to continue. He still wanted permission though as he refused to do anything she wouldn't be comfortable with. "Are you sure you want to keep going Diana?" He asked again.

Diana bit her bottom lip as she wasn't sure she'd be able to form coherent words in response, and nodded her head. She watched as Bruce then kissed his way down her abdomen before moving to kiss a little harder against her hips. At the feel of that, Diana slammed her head down onto the pillow and began to writhe underneath him. She thought things couldn't get better than this point until Bruce positioned himself and removed his hand from between her legs before replacing it with his lips and tongue. He lapped up the sweet tangy taste of Diana as she opened her mouth to scream in pleasure but no noise came out. He could feel her body tightening underneath him even more as he knew that she was getting closer and closer. That motivated him to push her over the edge as a hand snaked up to her breasts, and massaged it while simultaneously attacking her tight pink buds intermittently. Diana's hands grasped the bedsides tightly as Bruce gave her pleasures she'd never have thought possible before now. She felt herself lose total control as the explosion suddenly came about shaking her to her core. This time when her mouth opened, she screamed Bruce's name as her hands reached down to each side of his head and pulled him up. Her body was shaking uncontrollably and she couldn't take any more torture from this man. She needed to feel him inside of her, and she helped him position himself to do so as his tip grazed against her sopping wet folds. She held her breath and closed her eyes as she felt the thickness begin to penetrate her. When he'd buried himself deep within her, Diana gasped and her eyes flew open widely as she seemed to lose the ability to breathe.