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Love In Gotham	By : batsy1 Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Batman: The Animated Series Views: 3322 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Batman. This was written for fun and no profit was made.

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Summer Richards now looked at her husband with great admiration because he now stood in a sea of unconcious enemies in the middle of Hyde Park. He had taken down Penguin alive even though Porter had wanted to kill him at first. It took all of Summer's convincing to stop him. She had been afraid that he would wind up in Arkham if he had killed Penguin. Porter had taken down the clown prince of crime and all of his stooges. He had even done the impossible and knocked out the behemoth known as Bane.
When Porter was done surveying his victory, he took the key that he had won from Bane and freed the prisoners. His wife Summer was the first one out. She called out his name with a face covered with tears as she grabbed him and smothered his face with kisses. The husband squeezed his wife in the most loving hug that he could offer. He rubbed her back and kissed her when he could get her to take a breath in between the kisses she was lavishing him with. Since they were still blocking the exit to the cage, Batman had to wait patiently in the back of the black steel cage for his turn to leave.
"You're my hero, cowboy!" Summer purred while kissing Porter's forehead.
"I'm glad," Porter responded with a kiss of his own.
It was at this moment that Porter remembered that Summer had not been the only captive so he pulled her aside to let Batman out. The man with glasses continued to squeeze the redhead until her last tear fell away. That was when he noticed that Batman was looking at him. As soon as he let Summer go, the caped crusader extended his hand.
"Thanks!" Batman grunted.
"Sure," Porter replied as he shook the dark hero's hand.
"It's interesting that you save me when I came to Hawaii to look after you," Batman mused.
"That's the way it goes," Porter sighed just as sirens started blaring everywhere. "Oh, now they get here!" Porter complained while throwing his hands into the air.
Porter insisted that he stay to watch the police round up the bad guys which met that he was a prime target for several reporters. The Penguin shivered as he looked at Porter since he knew that he was lucky to be alive. The police let Porter throw Joker into the wagon himself. While Porter was doing this, Joker said something that made Porter's year.
"You're no fun anymore!"
Porter swelled with pride because he knew that the only other person who had gotten Joker to say this was Charlie Collins who had once threatened the clown with a fake bomb. The hero knew that he could breathe a little easier now that he was a part of this exclusive club. When the police finally carted off the villains and Batman had disappeared mysteriously, Summer had come to a decision.
"I want to go home tomorrow!" Summer pleaded as the last reporter finally left.
'I never thought that I would say this, but I am sick of Hawaii," Porter agreed to cause Summer to give her husband a hug.
Summer held her beloved Porter until she felt water droplets hit her which had come from Porter's eyes. It was at that moment when Porter broke into sobs.
'Porter, baby?" Summer asked as she took a pink handkerchief out of her pocket to send a index card falling to the ground. "Hey, I know this therapist. She's the one that treated Harvey Dent before his accident. Batman must have sneaked this card into my pocket. I'll call her when we get home."
Now it was Summer's turn to take care of her husband. She held him and dabbed his eyes with her small pink cloth. She rubbed his back and kissed his forehead.
"I almost killed a man!" Porter cried.
"Now, now!" Summer admonished. "I don't think you really wanted to kill him! We've both been under a lot of stress the past few days!"
"I would have killed him if you hadn't been there to talk me out of it!" Porter whined.
"It could have happened to anybody," Summer cooed.
Once Porter finished crying, they both left the park to look for a cab that would take them back to their hotel. They didn't need one because the same black limo that brought Porter to the park pulled up to meet the lovebirds.
"Need a lift?" Bruce Wayne offered.
"Sure," Porter accepted as both he and Summer got in.
"What I don't understand is why didn't take your mask," Summer mentioned when they were well under way.
"I think they were waiting for when they killed Porter which would have taken my last bit of hope," the strapping billionaire mused.
"That's the only way I could explain it," Alfred sneered.
"I'd like to pay you back for saving my life," Bruce offered.
"That's not necessary," Porter refused.
"I have a private beach house that is well guarded," Bruce continued as if he hadn't heard Porter. "It is totally surrounded by trees so you will have total privacy. If you are interested, I would like to loan it to you for the night."
"That sounds interesting as long as we can stop by our hotel to get our stuff," Porter accepted because it seemed that Bruce wasn't going to take no for an answer. "We are leaving tomorrow."
"We can take you to the airport as well," Alfred offered.
"If it's not too much trouble," Porter replied.
"Of course not," Bruce answered. "It's the least I can do for someone who saves my life and holds my secret in the palm of his hand."
It did not take long for Porter and Summer to get back to the room and pack their things. When they got back to the limo after checking out, they discovered that the trunk could have held twice as much stuff than what they had. Alfred took many twists and turns to get to Bruce Wayne's beach house. Porter looked on in awe when he saw that it was bigger than his own house. He wondered what Bruce needed to stay in a hotel for when he had this, but he decided not to pry. They pulled up to the house after Bruce talked to the guards. They had traveled down a paved road so far to get to the house that they could not see the guards anymore. Bruce gave Porter the key to the house and help the couple move their things inside before he and Alfred drove off.
Even though Porter saw the biggest television that he had ever laid eyes on, it did not interest him. Neither did the bar or the plush carpeting. The only thing that interested Porter was the redhead standing before him who was wearing his ring.
"Do you want to know a secret?" Porter asked when they entered the living room.
"Is this secret any bigger than the last one you told me?" Summer questioned with a smile.
"This secret makes the last one pale in comparison," Porter said with a giggle while putting a hand on Summer's right shoulder.
"Ooh, tell me!" Summer pleaded.
"I am madly and passionately in love with my wife."
Summer's mouth froze open for a second as if she didn't know what to say. The only way she could respond was to wrap her arms around her husband and squeeze.
"That's how I feel about you!" Summer purred. "Now, I have a secret for you."
"Yeah?" Porter probed.
"I owe you big, cowboy!" Summer flirted. "I'll do whatever you tell me to do tonight. I'm all yours."
"There's only one thing that I want you to do," Porter mentioned.
"What's that?" Summer wondered.
"I want you to get pregnant," Porter responded with an evil grin.
This newsflash made Summer sit on the couch in shock. She wanted to have a baby, but she had no idea her husband had gotten so serious about it.
"Didn't you tell me that you were hoping to wait a while before that happened?" Summer asked.
"A small part of me still feels that way of course," Porter began. "However, when you spend a week fighting for your life against a bunch of crazies, it forces you to reevaluate your priorities. I want us to start a family."
"Well, you know how much I want to have a baby so if you're wanting to get me pregnant that badly, I say go ahead and try it, cowboy," Summer prodded.
Porter wrapped his arms around Summer and leaned in for a kiss. The kiss was so steamy that he managed to get his tongue in her mouth. Summer found herself pressed against the couch because of the kiss. Porter stood up when he needed to come up for air.
"Want to find the bedroom and continue this there?" Summer asked with the little breath she had.
"No," Porter refused.
"What do you want?" Summer wanted to know.
"It's just that we have a private beach with nobody around, and..." Porter explained.
"I'll get a beach towel from my suitcase," Summer accepted.
Summer led the way towards the beach with Porter going crazy. He loved how Summer looked in her white shirt with three buttons on the front, but he knew that he would like how she looked out of it a lot more. Plus, this would be the first sex session with Summer that he really cared that she got pregnant. Summer laid the yellow and black striped towel down close to the water, but before she could sit on it, she felt a couple of strong arms quickly grabbing her from behind. That same person was kissing her neck and rubbing her stomach to make her moan. The hands were moving to different places over her body including over her bottom and over her breasts. Porter's kisses wandered from Summer's neck to her ears. Summer's legs were quickly turning to jelly so she sank to her knees on the towel as she took several deep breaths. She was about to go crazy when an idea came to her.
"Cowboy, I think that would be more fun if you took off my clothes," Summer suggested.
Porter obediently unbuttoned the three buttons on her shirt from behind while Summer kicked her shoes off. She then raised her arms to allow her husband to take her shirt and cast it aside. Her purple skirt was next to come off. Since Porter was behind Summer, he was in the perfect position to undo the metal clasp on her bra. The husband completed the job by stripping off his wife's panties. Summer turned around to retaliate. She started with Porter's shoes and socks. She then yanked off his shirt with a wicked smile on her face. She took off Porter's pants and stopped briefly to admire the lump in his underwear. However, the underwear eventually had to come off too.
Now that the lovers were only wearing their wedding rings, Porter put his arms around Summer and put his tongue into her mouth so that both of their tongues were struggling for dominance. Porter eventually moved to the redhead's ears to really get her turned on.
"You're driving me crazy!" Summer howled.
When Porter was tired of doing that, he laid Summer on the towel. She knew what was next because of the focused look on her hero's face. She found she was right when Porter began rubbing her breasts. Porter loved how her breasts felt when they got hard. They got even harder when he began suckling them. Summer screamed and cradled her husband's head with one arm. She rubbed Porter's penis with her free hand. An evil smile appeared on Porter's face when he decided to go to the main event. Porter really made Summer cry out when he was ramming his love organ into her. After a few pumps, Porter flipped Summer over so she was on top. Even that didn't last long because Porter took Summer back down to the towel and put her on her side. It seemed that Porter wanted to try a lot of positions. If someone had seen the spectacle, they might have mistaken it for a wrestling match. Summer screamed some advice to her husband.
"AAAHHH! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT TO DO SO JUST DO IT! OOOH!"
When it seemed like his time was coming, Porter turned Summer over so he could take her like a dog. As he got closer to the end, the frequency of he drilling increased. After a while, Summer couldn't hold herself up anymore so she sank to the towel with Porter looming over her. Summer had tried to keep from urging Porter to make her pregnant in the past so she wouldn't take any of the fun away from her husband. However, she saw no reason to hold it back since Porter had expressed his new feelings on the subject.
"TAKE ME COWBOY! MAKE ME PREGNANT! OH, GOSH!"
Summer went into her orgasm which dragged Porter into his. He fell onto her back as his sperm kept gushing into Summer. Porter kept pumping to get as much of the fluid into Summer as he could. Inside Summer's womb, one of his sperm captured one of Summer's eggs. Porter had gotten his wish. Summer was now pregnant and nine months later she would give birth to Lily Andrea Richards. Since she didn't know about the blessed event, Summer wanted to keep going.
"Want to go again to make sure?" Summer asked.
"Last one in is a rotten egg!" Porter called out as he ran towards the water.
"What are you, five?" Summer squealed as she jumped in the water after her husband.
Porter immediately started another splash fight with Summer which she was happy to join in. With the water flying back and forth, Porter realized that this fight was more fun than the last one since both participants were naked this time. When the splash fight was over, Porter grabbed Summer in a steamy kiss and fondled her right breast. Summer jumped up on Porter to complete the connection between them. It was easier for Porter to hold up Summer as he pumped her because of the water. He held her like that until they both climaxed and Porter shot sperm into Summer's already impregnated womb.
The next day, Porter and Summer got cleaned up and dressed. Bruce and Alfred ate breakfast with the couple and then took them to the airport. When they got home, all of their parents were waiting for them because of all of the danger that they had to go through. Five days later, Summer took Porter to Harvey Dent's old therapist. When the therapist asked what the problem was, Summer rubbed Porter's arm for encouragement. That was when Porter spilled his guts.
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