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My lethal problem	By : tsuzuki14 Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Justice League Views: 3717 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Justice League, nor any of its characters. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Wally liked listening to the sound of his footsteps as he walked down the hall. Some how that echo was soothing, but then so was the glass wall separating him and the vastness of space. A smirk almost crossed his lips as he mused that whether it was midnight or noon, the watchtower was always night. He had always considered himself to being the only true night owl alive, dictionaries probably made the term just to describe him…

But then Lex’s penthouse was dark too. The light shiver that ran down his spine didn’t help with the realization.

The hall slowly curved before him as he stopped in front of his room. Every room had a small key pad, Bats always thought keyholes would be too easy to pick for anyone not suppose to be in Space. Space? That part didn’t seem to fit; some villain would have to rent a shuttle, dock it inside and then figure out which door lead to which room before beginning to pick any locks. Not likely. Even with Bats extreme paranoia, Wally had great respect for him plus he was the funniest to tease. He hand gently punched in the code, 6662. Maybe that Bats own joke by saying his was as annoy as the devil, but then again Bats didn’t really tell joke did he?
The door slid open soundlessly to another dark room. When the light was switched on it showed display of clothes, magazines and items that had been scattered by an explosion known as Flash. Strangely, Wally was sure that his apartment back on earth looked identical as this room, down to the same magazines. Although the room badly needed a once over, he was defiantly not in the mood. The only thing he wanted to clean was his own body. Across the room was another almost hidden door to an attached bathroom. Batman spared no expanse when he had built the watchtower even in the bathrooms. The sink and tub weren’t granite like what Bats probably had at Wayne manor but steel and still felt just as wonderful under a hot shower. Wally striped his clothes, all falling into a neat pile as he stepped into the shower. His sore muscle relaxed instantly, allowing him to breathe out a sigh of relief. If they were called out to a mission tomorrow he didn’t want to risk everyone’s life because he was to slow to save them.
‘Yep, that would definitely suck.’ Wally agreed to his own analysis, he had learned that past injuries or sore muscle for him were another danger to everyone relying on him to be very, very fast. He tried to turn the shower hotter, hoping to wash away those thought. A blue wash cloth always hung from the shower handle. He applied a little soap before using it to message his muscles. He hissed a little when he ran over the mark on his shoulder; he could see it from the corner of his eye. The area around the teeth marks was about to turn a deep purple and within days it would look gruesome. His fingers traced the still present impressions of the bite. Wally was certain they weren’t the only marks left from that night on his body.

8 Hours earlier, 4:00 pm.
‘Fuck… fuck it all.’ Wally didn’t curse often even in his head but the whole situation was spiraling out of control as he walked up the steps. The doorman to the building didn’t even question as he allowed the young man inside, instead of his normal laughter when the red head was just walking by. The lobby alone was twice the size of his apartment with room to spare. No this place wasn’t even in the same league of his income but because Wally had taken a few months from the lab for his very time consuming second job as a superhero he was being pulled deeper into this ‘shit’ as he called it. Wally soberly stalked to the elevator, with his hand fisted deep into his jacket. The door slid open revealing two large men in suit and glasses.
“Mr. West?”
Wally didn’t like where this was going, as he nodded.
“He has been waiting.”
He didn’t have to guess who had been waiting for him, this building was a big deal in the papers about 8 months ago and everyone knew who had built the most expensive penthouse in central city, of course the name of the plaza told the whole story. Luthor’s Plaza Penthouses, super villain turned real estate agent. Everything had started earlier that month by Luthor weaseling his way into Wally’s live and accomplishing with very little energy to ruin everything.
Wally stepped onto the elevator between the two brutes. Like everything else in the whole building the elevator had intricate details of embedded gold in thin strips of marble. Wally could only watch the light to indicate the movement car that was moving seamlessly. The doors opened to the light shining to the 36th floor. Pricing of the penthouse rose with the floor levels. When the doors had fully opened the two goons’ large hands pushed Wally out of the doors. Before him was a long hallway the only door, actually they were double doors, was straight ahead. Wally hesitated on the golden handle, this wasn’t what he wanted or where he wanted to be.
Before Wally could fully open the doors, the handles were yanks from his hands and replaced with a large shadow fully covering the younger man. Wally’s eyes traveled up the expensive white suit and navy blue silk tie. Above the tie was the smirking face of the most dangerous man in the world.
“Glad you could make it!” Lex sneered over the young man.
The fear that was in the pit of his stomach suddenly froze, every instinct in his body told him to run. Lex must have seen it on the younger man’s face because his hand snapped onto Wally wrist dragging him fully into the room.
“Ah… but.”
Wally felt like his lips were swollen, as he was lead childishly by his hand. Lex spared no expense to the room’s design. Every piece of furniture fit into Lex’s personality all the while displaying the characteristics of a bachelor’s pad. Wally only noticed they had stop when the hand left his wrist to offer a glass of wine.
“You had me… well disappointed. For a moment I thought you wouldn’t show …” Lex’s voice trailed off but Wally had rapidly sobered up from the words finally finding his voice.
“I wouldn’t do that to them.”
Wally watched as the smirk grew, but nothing was said as Lex’s hand forced Wally to grab the wine glass. He didn’t want anything from this man as the glass was raised to his lips. He watched as the frustration grew from Wally’s rebellion. Lex’s other hand came to grip the red head’s chin, his nails pricing the skin to force a painful gasp to split Wally’s lips. The liquid washed down quickly almost making him gag.
“I know.” Lex playfully slapped Wally’s cheek before stepping around him to grab the wine bottle.
“You wouldn’t leave your dear friends to be blown in to little pieces. That’s very noble of you. But tell me what is stopping me from pushing that button, killing them then just kill you right where you stand?” Lex brought himself closer to the young hero as he whispered the threat into his ear.
“NO!” Wally tried to strike but the distance hurt his advantage as Lex block his arm before spinning him around against the table in a arm lock.
“Ha ha, no I like this game, almost too much for it to end soon.”
Wally shoved against the weight above hoping to dislodge it. Lex twisted the arm higher, into a very unnatural position. Wally swallowed the pained gasp from the movement.
“You think this is a game? First destroying my life then threatening to kill my friends is just your GAME?”
“It will be much more then that, little one. But for now all you need to know is that you’re still alive to keep me happy enough to not kill them.”
If Wally’s stomach had been ice through the whole conversation his body soon dropped in temperature along with it at Lex’s words. Alarm bell rang in Wally’s head at the close proximity of the villain behind him but also the placement of that villain’s hand on his wrist and hip. Until then Wally would considered the closeness to be the same as any of their battles. Sometimes you have to be on top {or under when the situation got bad enough} to win the fight, it was nothing like what Lex was suggesting now.
“What? What do you mean?”
“You know…”
The larger hand on Wally’s hip gripped deep forcing him closer to the table as Lex rocked against the younger man. Each pelvis thrust punctuated each word as he spoke.
“… exactly what I mean.”
“No, no…”
“Then you’re willing to trade your friends’ life for yours?”
Wally shock his head, there was no logical reason that he would sacrifice any of his friends. Lex predatorily smirked at the young hero beneath him. The heat and soft vibration of the man instantly traveled south, and now he had had enough with foreplay. A surprised yelp escaped from Wally when he was suddenly spun around to face Lex. During Wally’s stunned state, Lex gripped the folded knife on his desk and unfolded it.
“Strip.”
Wally’s eyes focus on the knife as it move along his body teasing the cloth underneath it.
“Or I’ll do it for you.”
“I-I can d-o it.” Wally stuttered as he started to remove his jacket. Beneath was a skin tight black shirt hinting to the muscles of his chest that only a superhero could have. When that was removed those muscles were revealed but also the hairless chest and light pink nipples.
‘Very nice, we’ll have to play with those later’ Lex mentally noted as he watched the show.
Wally’s hands fumbled on his jeans, until his hands were slapped away by Lex. The buttons were ripped from their holds and down athletic legs.
“Burgundy silk boxer, I guess I shouldn’t have expected less.” Wally couldn’t meet Lex’s eyes at the assessment as he blush as bright as he boxers.
“Finish now.”
Wally hooked his thumbs on the side of his hips prepare to slip the boxers off. These were his last defense; no one was going to rescue him now. No one even knew where he was making the situation more dangerous.. The pause must have been too long for the villain as he was suddenly spun around again, his hands forced to grip the table for balance. He quickly glanced back at the villain; the glint in the dark brown eyes scared him. Taking the knife in his hand, Lex trailed the back of Wally’s thighs applying enough pressure to cut the fabric and leave a light cut within the vulnerable skin underneath. The pain was almost nothing compared to other battle he had been in but his whole body felt heightened. Even the heat coming from Lex’s tight grip on his shoulder felt like it was burning through his skin.
“Ready, Wally?”
Wally didn’t move, everything was starting to hurt, his muscles were seizing then releasing. His breathing took more energy then it ever had before even when running near the speed of light. Lex didn’t seem to care for the sudden pain that over came the speedster as he kissed and not so lightly nipped at the skin of Wally’s back, allowing his hands to roam further below Wally’s waist line.
“N-oo.”
Wally’s mind was fading the pain was to much, then Lex’s finger circled their target. Through the blind fog of pain Wally knew what Lex about to do.
“No,… please no.. ah don’t!”
Wally weakly pleaded, the sound of Wally’s voice broken excited Lex even more. Bring his hand away from the area he heard Wally give a sigh. A smile crossed his lip, he hasn’t even begun and the young man beneath him was about to collapse.
“Wally”
Wally looked around to the older man, confused, then he felt Lex’s fingers tracing his lips.
“Lick them.”
Wally tightened his lips more. Lex grew harsher almost scratching the pink lips under his fingertips.
“Lick them Wally…. Or I’ll go in dry!”
Green eyes widen.
“Please don’t do thi-“
Lex cut off Wally’s plea, as he shoved his fingers in. Seconds passed, stretching for what felt like years for Wally before he brought his tongue to gently touch the fingers. Then Lex pulled them out turning Wally completely against the table. Wally gripped he edge, bracing himself for the pain. Looking down his saw his knuckles were already white. Then he felt it, Lex shoved one finger in, pushing the clutched muscles aside roughly. His nail even scratched some of the walls as he entered.
“AAAHHHHH!”
What ever drug that was in Wally’s body amplified the pain from the intrusion twenty times over. His scream was the last sound his made consciously, before slipping away into a painless sleep.

Wally flinched at the memory, if only he had been able to sleep completely through the ordeal. The water continued to just wash over his shoulder soothing the deep bite mark that was left there.
‘Mental note: don’t change around others, and don’t rip suit during training tomorrow… or is training today?’
Wally shook his head, it wasn’t like was a going to be late if it was today the training was always at evenings and it was early morning in the watchtower. His hands started to gently rub the blue cloth with soap over his body, hoping to obliterate the smell of sex and blood out of every pore. Rubbing down his back before a hiss escaped. Looking back he saw, bruises already forming, scratch marks and the twin parallel line traveling down the back of his thighs.
‘That’s from the knife, right?’
The cuts weren’t deep but they would most likely never fade. That thought scared him greatly; it meant that what had happened with Lex will never be something that he can just forget or block.
‘It will always be there.’
He sigh and finished washing up, usually he didn’t mind hanging around the shower but today everything was wrong about it. The spray was too painful against his skin, the water couldn’t get hot enough and everywhere he looked was a mark from Lex that he couldn’t wash away. The steel walls of the bathroom were lightly coated with condensation as he walked out into his room. Looking through his drawers his found a deep green T-shirt and loose dark blue jeans. Both were large enough to be comfortable but soft against his skin. He pulled out a plain black pair of boxers before dressing. Walking to the door, a color caught his eye. Lying on the chair was he suit, the one he didn’t bring down to earth, its formlessness didn’t seem to be as comforting as it had been in the past. Walking over, Wally picked up the mask; nodding to himself he slipped the Mask on before leaving the room. ......<<>>
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