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Celestial Sensations	By : FireCracker Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 3371 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Batman Franchise or character. Both are properties of DC Comics. No money is made from this fiction.

Chapter List
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Warnings: Continued weirdness, probable bestial play. Love addiction.
Pairings: Bruce Wayne / Phantom Stranger
Loving a legendary immortal carries a high price tag.
CELESTIAL SENSATIONS REDUX 2: PILLOW TALK
Bruce rested blissfully in powerful arms. He’d had some time to reflect on The Stranger and his past. Snuggled and warm under thick blankets he felt insulated from the world.
I’m in love with an angel. I can’t believe it!
Inhaling that well known, intoxicating scent relaxed him to the core. Bruce snuffed against a fragrant cheek, grinning in silence. His heart was giddy. The whole room smelled like spice and honey.
I feel silly, playful. When’s the last time that happened? It’s almost as if my real personality has finally emerged after all this time. The Bruce Wayne who never lost his parents!
The Stranger shifted slightly against him. “You are thinking much too loudly.” Emerald green eyes opened a crack.
Bruce tapped the straight nose. “Says you, my fine angel. One that I love madly.”
“Even a fallen one?”
Soft kiss. “Look at me, Stranger. What I’ve done, my methods. Not exactly symbolic of light.”
A gentle smile curved fine lips. “Point taken.” A pause. “I sense it’s early afternoon.”
“Two fifteen, actually.”
The Stranger seemed perplexed. “And nothing on your schedule in this time frame?”
Bruce ruffled wavy white hair. “Nope. Gonna lay here and cuddle.”
Emerald eyes lowered seductively. “Anything else?”
Bruce pawed his lover under the blankets. “If you’re a good boy I’ll reward you.”
Strong hands gripped him back. “And if I’m bad? What do I get then?”
Bruce shifted to his side. “Have you always been so horn dog? I swear, it’s like you can’t get enough.”
“Not around you, anyway.”
“It’s a miracle you haven’t screwed a straight line across the universe.”
“How do you know I haven’t?”
“I don’t. Besides, if you start ‘kissing and telling’ we’ll be here for months.” Bruce teased.
The Stranger laughed at that. “Good one!”
“So. No souls to save today?”
“Like you, I also take time off.”
Bruce leaned up on an elbow and smirked. “Yes, there’s plenty evidence of that.”
“What?”
“This leads into a subject I know you’ve been waiting on.”
Stranger sensed the thought. “Not with enthusiasm, anyway.”
Bruce eased back on the pillows. “Did you really think I’d never ask about your family?”
“Bruce, you are anything but predictable.”
“And now that it’s just the two of us here, I need more answers. Such as, why?”
“Why what?”
“Don’t give me that innocent routine. You’re evasive, you know that?”
Stranger grinned. “Not intentionally.”
“So spill it. Tell me about this ‘Queen’ of yours and how you hooked up originally.”
The Stranger rolled on his back and sighed. “Since I know everything about you, I guess it’s only fair. Sad to say, I was drunk.”
Bruce rolled his eyes. “It figures. Let me guess, some supernatural dicks put you in a compromising position. Then, you woke up walking down the isle…”
“Are you going to let me tell this story?”
“Sorry. I love dicing out possible scenarios.”
The Stranger sniffed. “Well, take off your detective hat for once. I met Loethe at a magicians bar called the Hellhauser, about a hundred and ten thousand years ago…”
“A hundred and ten thousand!”
“Yes, before the bienal ice age. Demons walked the earth freely, as did angels. Civilization didn’t exist, and mankind was extremely primitive. Both factions were worshipped as gods and idols.”
Bruce chose his words carefully. “The Fallen Ones on both sides.”
“There were no sides then. As far as heaven was concerned, you were either in, or out. Many wore various forms and shapes for convenience or whim. It was the darkest of ages, where elemental forces held sway. But between dimensions every one would meet and mingle.”
“Unbelievable.”
“Ever try discussing tetrahenronal multiverses to a caveman? Worship satisfied some needs, but not all. Only the most degraded ones mated with mortals, creating half breed creatures mostly cursed. We needed the comfort and companionship of our own kind.”
“As you said earlier, misery loving company.”
“Yes. There was no hope of forgiveness, so why not enjoy ourselves? You can only be damned once.”
Bruce appeared uncomfortable. “This doesn’t sound like you at all.”
“I was different then, and so was the world. Humans weren’t evolved enough to understand morality or what being saved meant. They only knew of food, sex, shelter and clan. So I had no ‘job’ per se at the time.”
Bruce teased soft lips with a finger. “Makes sense. So all of the ‘gods’ would gather together at various places?”
“Yes, both on earth and between dimensions. As I said earlier, that’s how I met Loethe.”
“Was it uh…love at first sight?”
“Our attraction was overwhelming. We were actually introduced by the Old Earth God Phlegthos. Anyway, after dancing and many drinks we went to her palace, BluddWerkk. The only thing I remember is waking up in her chambers a month later with a Queen and a Kingdom. Friends and associates from many dimensions flooded the place to offer congratulations and best success on fulfilling the prophecy.”
Bruce blinked in disbelief. “You mean to tell me, you got so hammered after the first time with her you got married?”
The Stranger edged up in bed, clearly annoyed at the thought. “To this day I have no idea what the hell happened or how I signed those damned scrolls.”
“Maybe it was a forgery, or someone cast a spell-“
“I thought so initially. But I checked ‘clean’ of mystic residue. And the signature was my own.”
“It does seem too convenient. You and her meeting, hitting it off right away.”
“Loethe told me much later that three potential mates existed in her destiny, as described by her seers in the Book of Illut. But only one could fulfill the prophecy with her. The fact that she loved me was a plus in her mind. Several of the ancient elemental gods knew this prophecy as well. I smelled conspiracy.”
“You were probably set up.”
“True. I never got a straight answer out of Phlegthos, the stinking old coot. He steered me right into it.”
Bruce laughed in near hysteria. The Stranger was clearly irritated at his reaction.
“What’s so damn funny, Bruce?”
Bruce held his sides. “I’m picturing you of all people, waking up in a drunken stupor and married. It’s like something out of an old frat house movie. I wish I could’ve been there…it must’ve been one hell of a sight!”
“Well.” The Stranger folded his arms, frowning. “Like I said, things were different then.”
Bruce was suddenly serious. “Now comes the indelicate question.”
“About?”
“That demon pack of yours. Explain.”
“You need me to paint you a picture?”
“Serpents, Dragons and a Wolf?”
“The Queen and I often played parlor games.”
Bruce clapped a hand over his eyes. “I don’t want to connect the dots. You had to be in a different form when you met, right? I seriously doubt there were fashionable capes and fedoras a thousand centuries ago.”
The Stranger curved a smile. “True. I was in the form I displayed for you earlier. Loethe always despises the fact I hide my wings except on rare occasions.”
Bruce stretched out carelessly. “I think you look sharp as is. That other form would likely send the Leagues into shock and give rise to uncomfortable questions.”
“Which is precisely why I’m rarely seen that way, and definitely not by mortal eyes. Even the Guardians don’t know my true aspect.”
“Those conceited, all knowing munchkins? According to them, they have no flaws.”
“They’re respected, but not nearly as much as they’d like to believe. Among mystic circles they’re called The Dupes of Order. During the annual Tersal conference last year-“
“Tersal conference?”
“A Universal meeting between entities of order and chaos across many dimensions. During much debate regarding the new rules of magic, a few hell lords shouted D.O. , D.O., D.O.!! at the guardians. They sat in total confusion not realizing they were being insulted.”
Bruce chuckled. ”I’m just amazed at how the highest levels of existence mirror everything else.”
“It’s always been true.” The Stranger leaned in for a kiss. “What about the cuddling you promised?” he groped under the blankets.
Bruce eyed those lips. “Horny bastard. But I won’t be distracted just yet.”
“Why not?”
“I have a more important question to ask. What’s this prophecy that everyone keeps harping on? It sounds important, but I don’t get the reference.”
“I’m not…I can’t say.”
“Don’t give me that. Can’t or won’t?”
“Both. Or neither!”
Bruce gripped muscular arms. “You never give doubletalk, Fox. Why now? Is it something you’re afraid I’ll find out? Tell me.”
Stranger sank down into the blankets. “I’d rather make love, to tell the truth.”
“Answer my question first, then we’ll be freaky as you want. This prophecy. Does it involve you personally?”
“Yes.” The Stranger was resistant.
“Something you’ve done?”
“Something I’ll supposedly contribute to. Namely, the destruction of order and light.”
Bruce gasped. “I can’t believe that!”
“Nor do I. If I believed in destiny…well, let’s just say I wouldn’t be here now with you.”
“You always emphasized free will, even in guidance.”
“Yes. Now can we stop talking?”
“Once you give me a solid answer. I know your power, Fox. Would this affect the universe at large?”
“Yes.”
“Do I have to pull this out of you? What is it you’ve done, or will do?”
A deep sigh. “I love you, but I fear answering that question.”
“You believe I would think less of you?”
“I know you would. More to the point, naming the prophecy would give it power. Power over me and everyone involved directly.”
Bruce squinted at him.
“I know it sounds ridiculous. Many on the side of darkness will manipulate events in any way necessary to see it come about. This prophecy is directly tied into my fate. Stubbornness aside, I never presumed to overthrow providence. Nor am I foolish enough to think I am totally free of destiny.”
“Are they thinking you’ll turn?”
A pause. “I don’t think that’s completely possible due to my dual nature.”
“You aren’t going to tell me, are you?”
“I am sworn to guide those that need me, and protect this universe. Yet my destiny is the opposite. What would you have me say?”
“That’s completely, utterly insane.”
Stranger ran a hand through his hair. “And now you know the essence of my existence. My soul is composed of conflicting sides, neither dominating the other. Free will is the only true balance I have.”
Bruce played with perfect abs. “One day you’ll tell me, assuming I don’t figure it out first. And I intend to.”
The Stranger smiled softly. “I have no doubt of that, Bruce. You are most remarkable.”
“How do you know you have this…’dark’ destiny?”
The Stranger was instantly angry. “Ask the person who tossed me out. I don’t want to talk about this anymore!”
Bruce backed off. “Easy, easy. I’m not trying to upset you.” Soft kiss. “Eventually you’ll trust me with all your secrets, no matter how dark.”
The air filled with sweet, spicy fragrance. “I look forward to that day as well, love.” The Stranger was gentle once again. “I didn’t mean to snap at you. It was so long ago. But at times it seems too fresh and painful to recall, even now.”
“Forget it.” Bruce nuzzled, feeling lightheaded and warm. Prickly, aching heat made him lose the battle to desire. “But would you have done anything differently?”
“No.” The Stranger pounced, sweeping him under the blankets.
()
Bruce wondered vaguely if the Queen was ever as battered and sore. His half fogged brain decided not to go there.
She probably loves it. Or it doesn’t bother her. Maybe she’s the one doing the smashing.
“Go back to sleep, Bruce.”
“Huhh. Don’t order me around, Fox.”
The Stranger clutched him close. You can barely keep those beautiful eyes open.
Those eyes fluttered blearily. I can hardly breathe, much less look at you. Even my lungs hurt.
A lick on an ear. “Rest, love. I will heal you.”
“You’d…better.” Bruce murmured. “Or I’ll kill you myself.”
He couldn’t recall falling asleep against spicy flesh.
()
Bruce rested comfortably, drifting in deep sleep. Snug and warm. He wasn’t completely certain if he was imagining things, but an odd sensation swept through his body.
Something tickled, and it was warm and wet. He felt himself twitch and kick slightly. The strange feeling became stronger.
???
Opening one eye a crack, he saw something flopping around at the foot of the bed. As his head cleared, he could see a tail in plain sight.
“What the hell?!”
Sitting up abruptly, he fell away from his groggy lover. A white wolf demon crouched at the end of the bed, licking his toes crazily. The busy tongue lapped his feet next, tasting with great relish.
Stranger was instantly awake, rolling to his side. “Bruce, what’s wrong?”

“Look!!”

Blazing eyes flared in an instant. “Rakka!!”
The wolf thing stopped licking. “Hello, daddy.” He immediately rooted under the blankets.
Bruce nearly panicked. “Get him out!”
Before Stranger could fish his offspring out, Bruce let out a yelp. The raspy tongue latched onto his cock and licked it clean. Pointed teeth nipped his balls gently.

“He’s got me-“

“No he doesn’t.” the Stranger lifted his son by the scruff and tossed him across the room. The wolf thing bounced off a wall, squealing in pain before crouching in the corner. He flattened his ears miserably.
“Stay over there.” The Stranger glared at his hapless son. “Are you alright, Bruce?”
Bruce covered his eyes. “Considering I was nearly cut off in my prime, yes.”
“I wasn’t going to do anything, daddy.” The wolf thing wailed.
“How did you get here?”
“I…I was practicing my spells. I thought of the last place I liked and came here.”
Bruce stared in astonishment. “Is he telling the truth? Maybe the Queen-“
Stranger put up a hand. “No, I sense he’s not lying. Rakka, come to me.”
The wolf demon took two steps then stopped, lowering his head. “You’re gonna hit me again.”
“No I won’t. Come.” Stranger extended his arms.
Bruce wasn’t certain. “Wait, what if he bites or-“
But Rakka was already bounding up on the bed. The Stranger embraced the wolfling, kissing the wedge shaped head.
“I’m sorry, little darling. But you can’t intrude on me like this, and taste people without asking.”
Bruce couldn’t believe his ears. “Are you serious? He damn near had me for lunch!”
Rakka licked the Stranger’s hands. “I wasn’t gonna hurt him, daddy.”
“No?”
“No. But your friend smells so good. I just wanted to taste his stuff.”
“I want you to apologize.”
Golden eyes fixed on Bruce. “I’m sorry. Can I taste you sometimes?”
Bruce didn’t know whether to laugh or scream. “I’ll think about it.” He managed.
The sharp nose quivered. “And while you have sex?”
“….”
“That’s enough.” The Stranger moved Rakka away from Bruce. “It’s time to send you home.”
“That won’t be necessary.” A feminine voice was suddenly heard. They turned. In the corner stood a lovely demoness. She was blue with tumbling, wavy white hair and eyes. Golden body armor clad her curvaceous form. And a familiar looking tail undulated with seeming impatience. Her coloring was rather dark in hue.
Bruce stared, thinking he’d never get used to this life. She reminds me of Loethe, but looks a bit different. His observation skills noted a more heart shaped face, but those high cheekbones were all too familiar.
“I…know you. Your voice is familiar also.”
“Ever the detective, Bruce Wayne. You’re correct, we have met before.”
The Stranger interrupted. “More intrusions, daughter?”
“Not intentionally, father. Although you and Wayne make a pretty picture together.”
Rakka pressed against the Stranger. “I know why she’s here!”
Another one? Bruce was still somewhat stymied trying to identify. “You aren’t Sedona, that much is clear.”
“Of course not.”
“Funny, I got the impression that she was the ringleader.”
The demoness laughed out loud. “Little sister? Sedona couldn’t lead roaches to a garbage trail. And I’m disappointed you don’t recognize me, Bruce. Why, we’re practically family as it is!”
Keen blue eyes narrowed. “Wait-“
Hissing slightly, the demoness waved her tail his way in a come hither gesture. Realization hit Bruce like a wave.
“You’re Nuguri!”
“Correct, handsome one. First born and eldest of the line. I am first in succession.”
“You still haven’t explained why you’re here.” Stranger stated.
Nuguri pointed. “I just came to pick up a package. Come on, you little rat.”
“I ain’t going.” Rakka flattened his ears.
“You are. Oonis wondered why you disappeared from the classroom. This isn’t open for debate.”
“It wasn’t a trick! I was-“
“Yes, I know. But you have to go back, Rakka.”
Rakka glanced up at the Stranger. “Do I have to go, daddy?”
“Yes. Your lack of control will lead you somewhere dangerous eventually. We wouldn’t be able to protect you in time.”
Sharp teeth snapped. “I’m tough.”
“Tough and crazy.” Nuguri approached the bed. “Now come on, I don’t have all day.”
Bruce rolled up in the blankets. “Privacy seems to be in short supply around here.”
Nuguri eyed him speculatively. “Should my father tire of you, seek me out. I believe we’d make fabulous friends, Bruce Wayne.”
Bruce gave his best bat glare.
“I’m not amused by your attentions, Nuguri. Beware.” The Stranger intoned.
She flipped a lock of hair off an eye. “Your threats never impress me, father. Go bellow at Godol and Hazat.” Blazing eyes were on Bruce again. “I would treat you well, mortal. At my feet would you gain power and perhaps? Godhood.”
Shockingly, Bruce felt himself lost in her gaze. No!
“Yahente grisod!!” the Stranger bellowed. As if from a dream, Bruce snapped to.
Nuguri backed away. “For now, father. He isn’t a priority.”
“Fortunately for you.”
Nuguri collected Rakka. “Anduu is right, you’re hopelessly infatuated. But before I go, there’s a piece of news from Hell to relate.”
“Now what?”
“Nothing’s wrong. In fact, everything is perfect. The Queen has never been happier.”
Bruce and the Stranger looked at each other.
“Ah, but you’re curious now.” Nuguri smiled, dangling the squirming Rakka.
Bruce felt confident at that. “If she’s happy that must mean good news for us. Out of sight and out of our hair.”
“Not necessarily, Bruce.” Stranger sensed caution. “What occurs in the kingdom, Nuguri?”
“All’s well. In fact, many friends have already been by, offering congratulations and bearing gifts. Word is the Crescent Moon was a smashing success. Mother held an informal party days ago. However, she’s still feeling pains off and on.”
“Bah. She made no mention of imaginary aches to me.”
“It’s a pity you couldn’t make the party. Even the Old Ones showed up and had a good time. They’ve awaited the fulfillment of Crescent Moon longer than anyone, you know.”
The Stranger went pale. “What are you talking about, girl? Crescent Moon isn’t for another three weeks-“
“Check your calendar, father dear. Crescent moon was two weeks ago.” Nuguri laughed wildly.
“I knew it too.” Rakka yipped. “My teacher brought it up at school.”

“Lies!!”

“I think not.” Nuguri touched a finger to her lips. “Oh dear. Someone’s been tricked, I think. Well, you know what they say. Those who don’t learn from the past are doomed to repeat it.”
“What the hell’s going on around here?” Bruce demanded, feeling lost.
Stranger put a hand to his head. “Leave me, Nuguri. I must think.”
“Certainly. And don’t be a Stranger.” She was gone with Rakka before he could respond. There was tense silence in the room.
“Stranger.”
“Bruce?”
“You’d better lay it on the line with me. Or I’m out, you hear?”
“You can’t walk out on our relationship, Bruce.”
“I can and will. Now level with me. What was Nuguri referring to?”
“The Crescent Moon is tied into the Prophecy.”
“Again with that-“
“If circumstances are right, universal Armageddon will be unavoidable.”
Bruce rolled his eyes. “Now you’re sounding like the Stranger I’ve always known.”
“I’ll only say this. It’s my fault for being so careless. Someone went to a great deal of trouble to deceive my senses, making me believe Crescent Moon was weeks away.”
“What about your conniving Queen?”
“No. I would have sensed that immediately. I’m beginning to feel there’s a grand conspiracy afoot.”
“A conspiracy of what, Stranger? I’ve had enough riddles and conundrums for one day.”
Before the Stranger could answer, Nuguri suddenly appeared again.
“I forgot something.” She leaned down and kissed the Stranger on the cheek. She was gone again instantly.
“And that’s another thing.” Bruce continued, pointing at empty air. “These insane appearances and interruptions. You’d better get control of your family!”
“Easier said than done.” The Stranger brooded.
“What’s happened?”
“I’ve Fallen prey to my own impulses.”
“While I appreciate your candor, you still aren’t saying anything. Fine.” Bruce hurled the covers off and got out of bed.
“Where are you going?”
“Away from you. I’ve had enough of this, Stranger. Love isn’t enough.”
Fiery eyes narrowed. “No, Bruce. You won’t leave. I meant what I said before.”
Bruce spun back around. “A challenge? You think you’ll stop me in my own house?”
“Love is everything.” The Stranger responded. “You won’t be harmed by anyone. I swear it!”
“This relationship has too much baggage, Fox. I hadn’t bargained for nonstop lunacy wrapped in a bow.”
The Stranger held out a hand. “Please, Bruce. Come back to bed. Let me convince you things aren’t as bleak as they seem.”
“You think sex will solve everything?”
Fiery orbs subsided, reverting to brilliant green. The Aegean Sea…
Bruce shook his head against the pull. “This tactic is getting predictable, Stranger. I want answers, and you give diversions.”
“Things will settle down eventually, Bruce.”
“So you say. Tell me, will a five eyed pig appear in my boardroom during a meeting? A purple slug show up in the lobby speaking tongues? What else?”
The Stranger sighed. “I can’t promise everything will just stop, Bruce. But as far as my family goes? They’ll lose interest eventually, trust me.”
Bruce glanced back over a shoulder. “A guarantee?”
“Right now, you’re new. Once their interest is satisfied they’ll leave you alone.”
“Really. Half of them have already propositioned me, and your ‘baby’ wants to taste me during sex. So forgive me if I have doubts!”
“They’re demonic, Bruce. It’s what they do. More to the point, it’s all a test.”
“Test?”
“I believe the term is yanking your chain.”
“Really? That’s good to know.” Bruce still stood by the window, his back turned.
“You look glorious like that, love. Won’t you come back to bed now?”
“I prefer the sunlight over here.”
“Are you angry with me?”
“I’m sure you can pick up on it.”
A pause. “Why won’t you turn around? As lovely as your backside is, I’d rather see your face right now.”
Bruce still didn’t turn. “I’m only an idiot sometimes, Stranger. And I have no intention of trading stares and waking up in traction tomorrow.”
The Stranger showed a hint of anger then. “I don’t need tricks or games. Nor have I ever forced anyone into bed. They come because they want to.”
“Ego, much?”
“Fact. And they stay.”
“Good for you, Fox.” Bruce moved to go. “Having a skill is useful in modern times.”
Just as Bruce neared the door, he caught it. That scent. It blasted his senses and filled the room instantly.
“Not this time.” Bruce hissed, almost to himself. The room seemed to tilt in a frame as he stretched for the door in slow motion.
The Stranger was instantly in front of him, blocking. “I’ve done a poor job of showing my trust, Bruce.”
Bruce had to look into those eyes this time. There was no avoiding them. “Just move out of my way, please.” His voice sounded hollow and echoing to his ears.
“I love you. No debate will change this.” Emerald eyes sparkled like glitter.
“That’s not…the point.” Bruce felt hazy, hot. Itching crawled under his skin like worms.
Stranger took his hands. “All things in good time. I choose not to know all your secrets, and you can’t know all of mine.”
“Sounds…like…a…double…standard.” Bruce kept resisting, but his anger was fading rapidly.
“Exact equality doesn’t exist, love.” The Stranger purred, leaning in. “Come.”
Can’t think. Bruce felt delirious and blissful. “Fox-“ he breathed, stroking the handsome face.
“Yes.”
Bruce dove into a kiss hungrily, tasting honey. It was like a drug he never got enough of. And each time was like the first he tasted. If this was being a puppet, he’d happily dance on a string.
Stranger pulled him to bed as they kissed. There were no more arguments that day.

THE END
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