Texting 102 (DCAU) (continuation of Texting 101)
FL: GUYS!
GL: What?
MM: Yes?
SM: What's up?
FL: YOU'LL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT I JUST SAW!
GL: What was it?
SM: If this is about a beautiful woman…
BM: What did you see?
FL: WHOOPS! Wrong group chat. My bad. Bye.
XXX
FL: GUYS!
SM: What is it?
GL: What do you want?
FL: This is the group chat that doesn't include Bats, right? I like all the parts and pieces I was born with where they're located.
GL: I don't know. What are you freaking out about now?
FL: I saw the civilian crew bringing in a brand-new conference table and chairs for the Founders' conference room!
GL: LOL! That doesn't necessarily mean what you think it means.
SM: What does it mean?
FL: You know! Bats…Wondy…alone in the conference room for a long time and then we get a new table and chairs.
SM: Ewww. Too. Much. Information.
GL: Way to go, Bats! *high five*
SM: Can we change the subject?
GL: NO WAY!
FL: NO!
GL: This is huge! I knew something happened in that room, but wow!
SM: I think I hear Lois calling for me.
MM: I am very happy for our friends. It's taken them far too long to admit their feelings for each other let alone act on them.
SM: Yah, but did they have to act on them on the 'Tower…on the Founders conference table? I put my coffee and Danish on that table during meetings.
GL: No need to worry anymore, Supes. Sounds like Bruce has it covered.
SM: This time. What about the next time they can't control themselves? I won't be able to go to a Founders meeting without seeing Bruce and Diana…I'm going to be sick.
MM: You mean like in the command chair in the Monitor Womb?
SM: NOOOO! You're putting images in my head! I'll never be able to step foot on the Watchtower ever again.
GL: They wouldn't be the first to hit a home run in the Monitor Womb chair.
MM: If you only knew…
FL: Wait…WHAT?!
SM: LALALALALALA! Do not want to know this.
GL: What do you know, MM?
MM: More than you think. I know a lot about what goes on here. Did you know that Hawk and Ice hooked up as you say last week?
SM: I'm going to throw up.
GL: Then don't go into the maintenance closet on deck 5.
SM: WHAT GOES ON AROUND HERE WHEN I'M GONE?
FL: If you don't want to know, don't check the engineering closet on deck twelve.
GL: What do you keep in there?
MM: Are you sure you really want to know?
GL: Right…I don't want to know.
FL: It's just some super-soaker water guns and a couple cases of Silly String…yah that's it.
GL: Yah, you're right. I don't want to know.
FL: Don't look in the closet if you don't want to know.
GL: I'm out of here. Gotta get ready for the wedding rehearsal. You all better not be late or you'll have Shay to deal with.
SM: I'm leaving now too.
FL: Hello? Doesn't anyone want to talk about what happens in the Monitor Womb chair?
FL: Hello? Guys? Crap.
XXX
Wonder Woman finished typing in the coordinates for a team mission to Haiti, knowing that she was cutting it close. She wasn't going to have much time to get ready, but she had everything laid out in her quarters once her shift was over.
She reached for her iced mocha, taking a sip as she studied the bank of computer screens before her. She didn't want her excitement about the wedding rehearsal tonight to keep her from missing anything important that might be happening in the world.
"Ready to go, princess?"
The deep rasp of his baritone voice right next to her ear sent a shiver racing up her spine, but it was the feel of his hot breath against the side of her face that had the hair standing up on the back of her neck. It didn't help any that was pressing against the back of her chair, his hand braced on the arm of her chair as he leaned over her. She did her best to not visibly tremble in response to his unexpected presence, but it was next to impossible.
"Almost," she murmured, pausing to swallow hard. "I still have five more minutes."
Batman smirked, his male pride spiking with the way she trembled from his presence and proximity alone. He fought against the urge to lightly drag his gauntleted fingers down the length of her arm or to kiss her throat, but there was staff present.
"We need to go," he reminded her as he came very close to nuzzling her neck but somehow managed to restrain himself.
There was plenty of civilian staff present that didn't need to know that Batman was sleeping with Wonder Woman. It was bad enough that the Founders knew without having the whole world know. He was surprised that the whole League didn't know by now. Flash had a mouth that was faster than his legs and bigger than his appetite.
"I'll be ready in time to meet you in the cave by five thirty," she confirmed.
"Don't make me wait long," he replied. "I'm not a patient man, princess."
"I…I know," she attempted to utter, her breath hitching as he pulled his arm back only to drag his fingers along her arm.
"You have a disaster in Malaysia," he noted as he pointed at one of the screens. "Better get a team there right away."
Diana drew a shuddering breath as she attempted to rein in her desire. "I see it," she confirmed with a huff of annoyance. "I was just about to—Hera."
He was already gone.
Damn that man to fiery Pits of Tartarus.
XXX
Bruce stood under the arch next to John, his hands clasped before him as the music began to play. He watched in anxious expectation as Diana appeared, slowly making her way down the aisle that had been created with potted flowers. He felt his stomach drop into his dress shoes as she stared at him, her pointed look causing his desire for her to swim warmly through his veins. She made him feel drunk at times with the way he felt about her, surprising him all over again with the powerful affect she had on him.
"You know this is about me, right?" John leaned in and muttered to Bruce.
"I know," Bruce said with a scowl as Diana moved to her position on the opposite side.
"You can openly gawk at your girlfriend when you two get married," he told him with a grin.
"We're not getting married," Bruce stated.
"You always told me Diana was just a teammate and friend."
"Can we just do this so I can go on patrol?"
"It's six o'clock," John reminded him.
"I like to be prepared."
John had no further response as Shayera appeared, his eyes alight with the love he held for the Thanagarian warrior. Bruce just smirked, feeling vindicated with the Green Lantern's reaction to see his future wife walking towards them wearing a green dress that made her eyes look like sparkling emeralds.
"Hey, handsome," Shayera greeted him.
"You look perfect," John told her.
"You haven't seen anything yet," she replied with a smirk as she took his hand.
The minister began to go through instructions for tomorrow's big day, running through the schedule. Bruce heard none of it as his gaze settled on the Amazon princess standing on the other side of the couple. He couldn't believe that she had actually seen something in him worth noticing. Of all the men in the whole world, she had fallen in love with him. It caused an unexpected wave of love and desire to wash over him.
John kissed Shayera, walking her back down the aisle. Bruce met Diana before the minister, offering her his arm. Diana leaned in and kissed him, taking him by surprise. He returned her kiss, his tongue lightly caressing her lips before sliding into her mouth.
Retreating, Diana raked her teeth over her bottom lip which did nothing to quell Bruce's desire. "Shall we, princess?" he asked as he offered her his arm again.
XXX
WW: Shayera!
HG: Yes?
WW: I can't thank you enough for asking Bruce and me to be a part of your wedding.
HG: Uh…what do you mean?
WW: Come on! I know that you and John set this up on purpose.
HG: I plead the fifth.
WW: It's okay. I'm not mad. I appreciate the effort.
HG: Well, we had to do something. You two couldn't seem to get it together yourselves.
WW: It wasn't me that was dragging their bat feet.
HG: LOL! I know. He needed a shove and since John wouldn't let me hit him with my mace…
WW: Last night was amazing!
HG: The rehearsal and dinner turned out great.
WW: No. After…way after…if you know what I mean.
HG: I swear I can feel you blushing from here. So…pretty hot, huh?
WW: Sizzling!
HG: I saw the way he was looking at you during the rehearsal. I knew you were in for a hot night.
WW: You're lucky I didn't jump him right there at the rehearsal.
HG: Thank you for your restraint. It was MY wedding rehearsal after all. Wait until you get married.
WW: Yah right. Bruce will never make a commitment like that.
HG: Girl, have you already forgotten the way he was looking at you last night? Two words: wedding bells. I'm telling you you're next.
WW: I'm not holding my breath. Besides, we just got together.
HG: And you've known each other for five years.
WW: And it took five years for us to get together.
HG: You'll be engaged inside six months.
WW: We'll see. *highly doubt*
XXX
FL: GUYS! Last night was off the hook!
GL: Yah, it was a great rehearsal party.
SM: Did you see Bruce and Diana kiss?
MM: It was very pleasant to see.
GL: It was hot!
FL: I got pics!
BM: You have pictures of Diana and me kissing?
FL: Uh…maybe…probably not. What are we talking about?
GL: I believe you are a dead man, Wal. RUN. RUN FAST.
SM: Nice knowing you, buddy.
FL: What?! No, wait! I can explain!
BM: Hacking into your phone now…
FL: NOOOO! DO NOT TOUCH MY PHO…ugh!
BM: What is this pic of Diana walking down the hall on the 'Tower?
FL: I can explain!
SM: Someone is soooo going to die.
GL: Dude, you are so dumb. I told you to delete it.
BM: You knew about it?
GL: What? Who me? What was that? Yes, Shay…I'm coming…
FL: Coward.
MM: I do believe our young speedster friend might require some medical attention soon.
FL: Don't hurt me! It was an accident! I swear!
BM: Was this pic of Diana's legs from last night also an accident?
FL: Someone stole my phone. I'm completely innocent.
SM: I think you better consider moving to another planet, Flash.
MM: I hear Oa is nice this time of year.
BM: I think Flash and I need to have a private meeting…in a sound proof room.
FL: Sorry schedule all booked up for the rest of my life.
GL: If you live that long.
BM: I thought you left.
GL: Right…I did. Bye.
SM: Can I watch as you torture Flash?
BM: It's not going to be PG rated, Boy Scout. There's going to be blood shed.
FL: I faint at the sight of blood.
BM: What is this pic of your hand on Diana's backside?
FL: Hehehehe. That was just a trick. My hand wasn't really on her backside. It's just the angle that makes it look like that.
SM: Yah, Flash's teeth would be down his throat if he actually touched Diana's backside.
FL: She'd twist me like a freaking pretzel!
BM: I'd pay money to see that. Maybe I'll let Diana see these pics and deal with you herself.
FL: What? No, man! She's as scary as you are!
BM: I'm deleting them.
FL: NO! Okay…just don't delete anything else.
BM: Like the pics of Fire?
FL: I'm so dead.
XXX
WW: What are you doing?
BM: Plotting ways to kill Flash before I go on patrol.
WW: Do I want to know what he did now?
BM: Maybe, but I'd rather take care of him myself.
WW: You really need to be nicer to him.
BM: Not after what I saw.
WW: Bruce what did you do?
BM: He had inappropriate pics on his cell phone. I deleted them.
WW: You know that's personal property.
BM: They were of you.
WW: Me? Really?
BM: You sound flattered.
WW: No just surprised.
BM: Only I can have pics of you.
WW: *happy sigh*
BM: Will you be here when I come home from patrol?
WW: I'll be in your bed waiting for you.
BM: Can't wait. I'll be happy when we finally get John and Shayera married off tomorrow night.
WW: Why?
BM: So I can get them out of my home and we can be alone.
WW: We're not alone in the manor. There's Alfred, Barbara, Dick, Tim, Damian…
BM: You know what I mean.
WW: Do you have pics of me on your phone?
BM: Maybe.
WW: What if I told you I had pictures of you on my phone?
BM: You do?
WW: Yes.
BM: Let me see them.
WW: No! They're mine to admire when you're not around.
BM: Where did you get them?
WW: I took them when you weren't paying attention.
BM: Have you been stalking me?
WW: No but I knew you wouldn't let me take them so I had to improvise.
BM: Am I going to have to hack into your cell phone too?
WW: You wouldn't…Bruce! Get out of my phone!
BM: When did you take that pic of me in the Monitor Womb?
WW: My lips are sealed.
BM: I'll take care of that…and where did this pic of me in my boxers come from?
WW: LOL! Duh! We sleep together.
BM: I think I'm going to have to come up to the Watchtower and have a private meeting with you about taking pics of me without my knowledge.
WW: Come on up. I'm just laying here on my bed…naked.
BM: Wait for me.
XXX
Bruce rolled off his lover, his chest heaving as he sucked in much needed air. He flopped onto his back, trying to catch his breath as he silently berated himself for being so weak when it came to Diana. She curled up against his side, lazily trailing the tip of her finger over the dips and curves of his muscular chest.
"Did you come up here to discuss something with me?" she teased, amusement lacing her voice.
"Not funny, princess," he growled, trying to sound annoyed when in reality he sounded gloriously sated and satisfied. "You shouldn't have answered your door naked."
"I warned you before you ever came up to my quarters," she pointed out as she hooked a toned leg over his, gently rubbing his thigh with her long limb.
"Are you saying I have no will power?"
"Not at all," she sweetly said. "It's not your fault you're a red-blooded, insatiable male."
Bruce snorted in amusement. "You're one to talk," he shot back. "I barely got out of the Batmobile the other night before you had me pinned against it. Never was able to piece that uniform back together."
"Okay, so we're both voracious when it comes to each other," she admitted with a giggle. "There's nothing wrong with that. We're just making up for five years of repressed lust and desire."
"You're absolutely right," he agreed as he ran his fingers over her bare back. "Too bad I have to leave to start patrol."
"Do you really have to leave?" she melodiously asked, her finger dancing over his chiseled abdomen before skimming lower.
"Princess," he warned her, his eyes fluttering closed with a moan. "You can't sway me into staying any longer. I'm leaving now."
"Oh, really?"
"I came up here to have a very stern talk with you about taking pictures of me without my knowledge and you completely distracted me on purpose," he groused. "Now, you're trying to distract me from starting my patrol."
"Is it working?"
Bruce gasped sharply, growling low in his throat as he suddenly shot up and shifted his body over her. "Aw, hell," he grumbled with a curse before his lips crashed into hers as his body settled fully on top of hers.
As he began to make love to her again, he decided that he could start patrol a little later than usual. It wasn't as if Dick, Barbara, and Damian weren't out there already beginning patrol. He'd just join them in about thirty minutes.
Make that an hour.
TO BE CONTINUED…