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Blue Dreams	By : FireCracker Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 9810 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Batman series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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submission dated 7-31-05
author: FireCracker
(Italic copy bordered by_underscore_)
Archive? You'd better.
Warnings: None specific, m/m

Pairing: Bruce/Clark

Can Clark break an icy shell?

Blue Dreams 2
The kiss sweetened, and deepened once more. Two well known members of the JLA were still embracing in the conference room. Superman nuzzled into his would be lover, panting. "Don't want to wait, Bruce." strong hands gripped close. Bruce closed his eyes, arching back. "N-ah-" kevlar clad fingers clutched blindly. Hot tongue licked bare skin under the square jaw. "Right here. Right now!" "You're insane-" Bruce strained to focus, breathing hard. Arms like bands held him in place. The kryptonian lifted batman onto the conference table. "No one will know. I'll seal the door, and-" "It's not closed!!" A whoosh of air behind them. The Bat sat up abruptly, eyes wild. Clark looked over his shoulder too late. "Oh, my God!" A redfaced Superman glared in shock at the Flash. Wally stood openmouthed in the doorway. "I ah, was just coming to get my cell phone. Thought you guys had left-" "So get it!" Bruce bounded from the table, wrapping cape about himself tightly. Wally picked his phone up from a corner chair. "Jeezus, what's the deal, I mean you two...I was just kidding before!" Clark clenched his fists, eyes dark. "Keep your mouth shut, Wally. I don't want this getting out-" Green eyes were wide in surprise. "What difference does it make? Half the league thinks you're doing it anyway!" Clark was ashen, stepping forward stiffly. "What. Since when?!" Flash appeared uncomfortable. "I'd rather not say. Everyone's kept quiet because they know Clark is married." jade eyes darkened in accusation. "It's not what you think!" the Bat rasped. "Yeah, right. It never is. Lies and secrets just happen." Superman approached the Flash. "Wally, please. I value our friendship. There's no affair!" "Give me a break, okay? And don't insult my intelligence!" "I know it looks bad, but I swear-" "Save it." Wally held his hand up. "I won't tell anyone, but at least be honest with Lois! She deserves better than...this!" the angry speedster gestured at Batman. "What he says is true." Bruce felt strained, his voice rough. "I didn't...we didn't...nothing happened!" A snort. "The world's going to hell, that's for sure. You couldn't even cheat with a woman." "That's enough!" Clark snarled. "You've no right to talk this way!" "Our esteemed chairman." Wally said bitterly. "What really makes this pathetic is that I defended you guys." "Defended?!" Batman's eyes nearly popped from his cowl. Wally folded his arms. "Yeah. When practically everyone said you were humping rump, I disagreed." Clark's expression was indescribable. "Humping rump-" "I have fun with rumors, but don't believe everything I hear. But with what I've seen today..." the speedster broke off, shaking his head. "You didn't see anything!!" Bruce growled, pulling his cape tighter still. "Sorry, bats. Sell it to a sucker. The only thing I didn't see was the credits. Not only is it crass, it's reckless. What if Hal walked in instead of me?!" "I won't go there." The red clad figure turned on Superman. "You going to tell Lois?" The kryptonian looked away, face shaded. "It's none of your buisness." "I sure as hell don't want it to be." Superman stood in front of him. "Is that a threat?" Wally looked him up and down, smug. "Now that's a laugh. You want a fight? Try keeping your damn spandex on. I'm not the enemy here." "Get out." Bruce growled. "Gladly. I'm sure you'll both do the right thing." in a flash of crimson, he was gone. **** Bruce collapsed in a chair, thinking. "He's right." Clark stood a small distance off, fists clenched again. The big body was full of tension. "No he's not." "It's over, Clark. Before it gets started." "Like hell, Bruce. We didn't get to this point to turn it off now." "It's off, I said. Go home to your wife. We'll still be friends-" The kryptonian was impossibly fast, pinning his shoulders to the chair. "Not friends. Lovers!" Bruce snarled, glaring defiantly. "You can't order me to love you. Don't be ridiculous." Brightly gleaming, alien eyes were intense. "I don't have to. I know what you feel, what you want." "Really?" "Really. Come with me now and I'll prove it." "Is this your idea of romance? It needs work." Clark leaned in again, radiating heat. "I'll give you anything you want." "Let go of me." Bruce felt his voice husky again. "I'll hold on instead." broad fingers splayed over the bat symbol, sliding down over smooth kevlar. "Stop!" "Beautiful. Gorgeous." Clark stared into matching blue eyes, his other hand tracing along the cowl. Bruce gripped the armchair hard, body stiff. "Are you going to leave me alone?" Clark nearly touched lips but didn't kiss. "Not on your life." "Shit." Bruce fell back into the chair, but only succeeded in pinning himself further. "Will you listen to reason? Wally's right. You have a wife, and I..." "Have Dick?" Clark challenged. "How dare you." the Bat hissed. "He's none of your buisness!" Clark pulled Bruce to his feet abruptly. "You hurt him, you know." Bruce looked down. "We've been working through that-" "That won't make me go away, Bruce. Regardless of what happens with Dick, we're destined to be together." "You've lost it!" Bruce staggered away, spinning free. "Utterly, utterly lost it. Do you expect Lois to just disappear?"
Clark advanced again. "No, I'll have to explain it to her." "Just like that?" Bruce kept backing up. "Either you're naive or insane. I can't decide which." "Insane for you." Clark crowded the Bat again, eyes sparking. "And don't waste time saying you don't want it, too. I see the looks you give me-" "Who wouldn't look at you?" "That isn't the point and you know it." the kryptonian ran Bruce into a corner, lunging at the cloaked figure. The Bat dived in an agile maneuver to buy more time. Clark circled him again. "What are you doing?!" "Using my head! Which is something you might try." Clark froze momentarily, soaking in the view. Eyes roamed over kevlar clad muscle, speculating. Bruce blinked. "What the hell...are you staring at?!" Lick of lips. "Goodies. I've seen you in the showers, Bruce." The Bat paled, realization dawning. "Showers my ass. You've been peeking with your x-ray vision!" A grin. "Guilty as charged." Bruce swore, moving away again. Clark followed him with a flourish, cape flashing. "I'm not chasing you around this table all night, Bruce. Come to me!" "Go to hell!" "Come _with_ me." "Oh, God!" Bruce decided a quick exit would provide cooler heads. He surged for the door, but not before a heavy weight crashed into him. "You're gorgeous when angry." Clark squashed the big body against a wall, cracking it. "This must be...what women go through...on bad dates!" Bruce clenched his teeth. He was rigid under the tight embrace. "Forget that." Clark's eyes were smouldering now. "So many want you." "W-what?" "Arsenal, Tempest. Raven finds you attractive. Even Ollie made a few stray comments about your body-" Bruce leaned away despite their closeness. "Bull! Ollie's straight as they come. It's Connor who-" "Unfortunately my own errant 'son' has given you the eye, too." "Kon-El?!" Bruce stammered. "That makes no sense!" "It makes perfect sense. You've got brains, looks, and that voice. And then there's-" "I don't want a list!" "Hmm. Fair enough." silken lips brushed a roman nose. "Clark...is this a kryptonian thing?" "Ha?" "I mean...all this. Don't get me wrong, it's nice to be wanted. But isn't this bordering on lunacy?" "You can't talk your way out this time, Bruce." Clark nuzzled. "I know how hot you really are. Those kisses damn near made me cream." Bruce gawked, mouth open. "And now, enough talking. I'm taking you to a hotel." "Kidnapping is a federal offense." Batman hissed. "I'll rock your world soon enough, Bruce. There's a volcano under all that ice!" "You might get burned." the Bat growled. Clark grinned darkly. "Burn me then, baby. All night long!" Bruce swallowed in shock, unable to respond. A strange, high pitched buzzing sound came from nowhere. "What?" "Damn!!" Clark released his Bat. He reached under his cape. "A cell? Where the hell do you keep it?!" "Clipped to my collar." Clark hit the button. /Hello?/ /Hi, sweetie. I was wondering if you'd make it home this evening. I finished a byline early. Thought we'd have a couple extra hours together, you know?/ Clark covered his eyes, desire washed away cold. /Sounds great, Lois. I'll...see you in a little while./ Bruce saw an opportunity, moving away. /Great, honey. I've even fixed all your favorites to eat. Who says I can't be a good cook, huh?/ A sigh. /Yeah./ /Okay, see you later, Clark./ /Later, Lois. I won't be long./ A pause. Clark looked up to see the Bat standing stark against the doorframe in silouette. Dark cape spread everywhere like black tendrils over the carpet. Composure in place once more, Bruce gave a small smile. "Reality bites, doesn't it?" Clark ran a hand through his hair. "For now." "Thanks for the exercise. Rarely have I had such fun." Superman watched him dangerously. "The fun is just beginning." The smile disappeared. "It's over, Clark. Accept it." "Kal-El accepts nothing." Razor blue eyes blinked surprise. "Fine. Enjoy your evening with Lois. Forget about anything between us." he abruptly turned and was gone. Clark closed his cell phone with a snap. "Never."
To be continued????
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