Celestial Sensations

CHAPTER  THIRTEEN:  FINAL TRUTH

The present.

Bruce drifted in and out of a pleasant sleep. Warmth and comfort surrounded him in security and safety.

Are you going to sleep forever?

Hmm, don’t wake me up. Feels great.

We’re back home, Bruce. Awaken.

“What?” Bruce blinked into dim lighting. They were back in the Manor, in bed.

“I thought we were sleeping on an asteroid belt?”

Stranger stretched against him lazily. “For a while. No Space is not a stable dimension. When it predictably fluctuated, I had to bring you back here.”

“Hmm. Well I certainly don’t expect to survive in the vacuum of space.” A yawn. “What time is it?”

“Four fifteen a.m. “

“Damn.” Bruce swore, pressing his face against a silken cheek. “Less than three hours and I have a conference call. Don’t want to move.”

“I can suspend time so you can rest.”

“No, better not.” Bruce edged up on an elbow, hair tousled. He smiled at their glistening bodies in the predawn light.

“Still perfectly matched.” Bruce leaned over and kissed.

Stranger smiled into the kiss. Of course.

Bruce finally pulled up breathlessly. He idly played with the perfect chest. “You know, I used to care about power games and control.”

“I noticed.”

“But now, I channel it to specific areas of my life. Out in public, or with the family. In the boardroom-“

The once again green eyes flickered. “Ah, yes. The Alpha male signature.”

“And then you came into my life.”

Stranger admired the chiseled features shaped in shadow. “Such a beautiful man, my Bruce Wayne.”

Bruce touched the high cheekbones. “It’s like having a veil lifted from my eyes. A veil I wore my entire life.”

“You give me entirely too much credit.”

“Every aspect of my life I control, except here with you. And I don’t even care.”

Stranger stared with unwavering intensity. “No one ever has complete control over their lives, Bruce. The days are yours, but the nights are mine. Yield to me, and I will be your slave. I will feed your brightest passions and darkest desires. Nothing will be too deep.”

Bruce sweated, feeling warm and prickly. “That’s hot.”

“It’s also true. I warned you that you’re not in control of our relationship.”

“I never expected to control you. But there’s one thing I haven’t said that’s long overdue.”

The Stranger smiled, knowing. “And that is?”

“I love you, Phantom Stranger. With all my heart and soul.”

Stranger captured Bruce in a steamy kiss. It had been a long and winding road to claim his prize, but well worth it.