Justice: Chapter 4 – The Bet
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My arm rested on the back of the couch as I relaxed, watching Clark jump around like an idiot was so entertaining. I couldn't be anymore thrilled that I basically was on a double date with Clark and Bruce with Barry. At the moment we were playing charades and I almost couldn't hold in my laughter as Clark did what seemed to be a Batman impression. To be such an amazing detective though, Batman wasn't very good at charades. Clark began to do something else after once again glancing at his card. It felt like this round would last forever.
Barry came over and plopping down beside me, handing me a beer as he did. Quickly, I chug the thing where I don't have to hold it. Also, I wanted to be sure Barry wouldn't steal it. A light heat flooding my body at the thought. I was always thinking about the Speedster now that we were dating. One of my hands slowly slid on to his shoulder farther away from me, where I could slyly wrap my arm around him and bring him closer. However, I ended up sliding my fingers up into his hair as well without thinking, causing him to lean his head into my personal space. Of course, I didn't mind him being in my bubble. Thank goodness that Bruce and Clark weren't paying attention to us though. They had begun to yell in frustration at one another. Charades seeming to upset the two other heroes.
My gaze shifts to a more important matter sitting next to me as I rub harder into his scalp. Feeling his head turn to me as he presses more into my hand, my gaze locks with his. A new longing arising in me as I stare at my boyfriend. Not only did I want to touch this man… I bit into my bottom lip trying to detract my arousal with pain. It doesn't really work seeing as we continue to stare at one another. Getting another rush of lust through my body as I look longingly at him. Barry slid closer to me, sliding a hand over my thigh in a teasing manner. Great! We haven't even had sex and it seems like he already knew a few weak points to make me even hornier. Although, in this moment, it felt like we were the only two people in the world. I leaned into his ear slowly, "I want to make you completely mine." Feeling him shiver and press himself even more into me encourages me to continue. "Right now I would love to bend you over and have my way with you. Maybe once they leave..." I slowly nip his earlobe, letting my teeth gently graze of it. Sliding one of my hands over his chest, I began playing with one of his nipples. I let my hand linger on his body making my desires clear to him as his hand slid between my legs slowly to feel the bugle that had grown. Without thinking, I lean in and began kissing along his jaw until our lips met. My enthusiasm being met as he kisses me back just as passionately. Slowly I pull away and peck his cheek before our gazes lock again. Our hot breathes continuing to mix together.
However, as someone clears their throat we jump out of each other's personal space with massive blushes. Bruce having crossed his arms with an intense grin, "told you so." He held one of his hands out to Clark, who in turn frustratedly places a twenty-dollar bill in his palm. Of course the detective of the group had already figured it out, but it is still completely embarrassing that we became so passionate about one another everyone else became invisible. Okay, maybe not embarrassing. Just awkward that they had seen us in such a state. Plus, it seems as though they were gambling on whether or not we were together. That sort of pisses me off.
Superman sat down on the opposite end of the couch, "have you two done anything besides kiss?" His interest showing as he perks a brow in our direction.
This couldn't be happening. We weren't going to discuss our romantic life with Bruce and Clark. What if they end of being mean? Or hurting Barry's feelings? What if I say something that ends up hurting Barry's feelings? Working up my courage, I thought for a minute. Taking Barry's hand I slowly start talking, "We've been dating for about two months. We're taking things slow, therefore, I request we not make a big deal out of this and just let us see where things go." Barry stares at me. An adorable crimson blush over his flustered face, but then it became hidden as he buries it in my chest. My fingers entwining in his locks as I calmly stroke his head of hair.
Now that they knew, the entire team would most likely soon know. How would things turn out? It made me curious how Barry felt about everyone knowing. I really adore this man and didn't want to do anything to upset him.
Hearing a chuckle, my gaze turns back to the Bruce. "We'll leave you two alone then." He winks as he goes to the door, Clark following suit as they wave good-bye.
That might have been even more embarrassing then them seeing us in our moment. It was like as they left they were silently saying, bye guys. We know you'll be having sex now that we're going. Which isn't true, but that is the message I got from their waving! I lean back into the couch, letting Barry stay comfortable with his face pressing into my chest. When he began to snuggle into me even more made me slightly tired. Relaxing even farther during this time as I sat happily with him. Sex not being my top priority. Just being with him like this is probably the best thing in the world. Feeling him breath against me, calming me down and soothing me. Over two months this guy and I had become closer than I could have ever imagined. It made me nervous to go into battle with them now, but I knew he could handle himself. That is just the way love works. My eyes darting open at the realize of my thought process. I love Barry? I love Barry! I love Barry... With my eyelids drifting shut, I gaze down at his face pressing into my chest. The sunlight dancing across his face making him look even more gorgeous as everything faded. As I continue to rub his scalp, I smile to myself. Listening to his heart beat against my chest as I slowly began to drift to sleep loving the warmth keeping me company. This could be the best thing I have ever had.