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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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Just three hours ago, Porter Richards had been as happy as he had ever been thanks to the game his wife Summer had played where she pretended that she was a stripper. The game ended with the most electrifying sex session the newlyweds had had. However, Porter was not having any fun at the moment. This was because he was having a nightmare and turning stressfully next to his worried wife. Porter was running away with the slurred speed of a dream from giant playing cards in dense fog while an unseen insane lunatic was laughing at him. The strange thing about all of the playing cards was that they all had the face of a certain evil clown. One of the cards finally caught up with him and he found himself trapped himself trapped inside which caused him to scream.
"NO!" Porter shrieked as he quickly sat up.
"My goodness!" Summer gasped who was wearing a thin white negligee that you could almost see through. "What happened?"
Porter looked at the redhead seated next to him and he wanted to tell her the dream. He opened his mouth, but the only thing he could do was cry.
"Oh, my poor sweet baby!" Summer cooed while wrapping her arms around her husband and making him lay back down in the bed. "Come here."
Summer rubbed Porter's back and wondered what to do about this newest tragedy. It was clear that the battle with Two Face left its scars on Porter. She was beginning to wonder if her beau should she a psychologist when they got back home from their honeymoon. In the meantime, Summer knew that the only thing she could do was be there for her husband in the best way she knew how.
"Tell me about the dream," Summer pressed.
"NOOOOO!" Porter whined.
"It will eat you up if you try to hold it in," Summer insisted.
The man told the woman the dream which made his tears subside a little. The redhead listened intently and kissed his forehead a couple of times. She shook her head with worry when Porter got to the end of the nightmare.
"Mom used to make me tell her my nightmares," Porter remembered.
"She is a smart woman," Summer complimented.
"There is no one on this earth that I love more than you!" Porter proclaimed.
"I love you!" Summer replied with a tear of her own.
"I appreciate everything you do for me," Porter confessed through the few tears that were coming out."
"It makes me happy to hear that," Summer told. "If there is anything I can do to help you feel better, just name it."
"Just hold me for a while," Porter requested.
"As long as you want," Summer agreed.
When Porter's tears finally ended, a change of his state of mind started to happen. He started to notice the smell of her perfume and the thinness of what she was wearing. He also noticed the tightness of her grip and the fact that they were in bed together. All of these things were making his breathing quicker and his love organ harder.
"I like your perfume," Porter complimented.
"You do?" Summer asked.
"It's driving me crazy!" Porter barked.
"Maybe you should do something about it," Summer suggested because she was hoping a workout session would help Porter forget his problems for a while.
Porter looked at Summer and tried to decide where to begin. He decided to immediately go for the most sensitive place on Summer's body she had available when she was wearing clothes. That was her ears. He locked his lips on her left ear which made her yelp in surprise. Porter kept sucking his wife's ear without relent which was starting to drive her crazy. To defend herself, Summer reached inside Porter's pajamas and kept stroking his penis. Porter countered this move by fondling Summer's right breast. This started a game to see which lover could last the longest. Summer won by just a few seconds, but the only result was that the bottoms of their clothes got soiled.
"If there is one thing I don't like, it's wearing dirty clothes!" Porter thundered while yanking Summer's negligee down off of her.
"I agree!" Summer replied while getting Porter out his pajamas.
After they were both naked, Porter devoured Summer with a kiss which made him get hard again. He then suckled her breast which made Summer scream. Summer then started to stroke Porter's penis again. Porter was going crazy so he rammed his penis into Summer's vagina and started pumping her to make his wife scream her loudest. After quite a while, Porter pulled out so he could turn Summer over. He pulled her up by her stomach so her arms and legs were on the bed. Porter got behind Summer and started going at her as if she was a dog. Finally, he could not take it anymore so Porter blasted Summer in another attempt to get her pregnant.
The two lovebirds were so tired that they decided to sleep in the nude for the rest of the night rather than get back up for more clean clothes. When Summer got up the next morning, she decided to call her mother for advice about her husband's problems. A wave of self consciousness hit her so she put on a red nightgown to cover herself before dialing.
"Mom?" Summer asked when the connection went through.
"Summer, are you all right?" Andrea Gleeson asked with concern. "We read what happened in the paper."
"I'm a little stressed out, but I think it hurt Porter worse," Summer complained. "He had a nightmare last night and he's been crying."
"He might need to get some outside help when you get back to Gotham," Mrs. Gleeson suggested.
"That's what I was thinking," Summer agreed.
"He might be more willing to go if you both went," Andrea offered.
"I think we could both use it," Summer mused.
"How are things otherwise?" Summer's mother wondered.
"We are enjoying the sights... and trying to get you a grandchild," Summer explained with a pause in the middle.
"Your father and I would love that!" Mrs. Gleeson happily answered just as Porter started stirring under the covers.
"Porter just woke up," Summer revealed.
"Let me talk to him," her mother ordered.
"Porter, my mom wants to talk to you," Summer said as she walked the phone over to her from the chair she was sitting in. Porter was glad he was under a blanket since he wasn't wearing anything.
"Porter, are you okay?" Mrs. Gleeson asked.
"Right now, I am," Porter answered.
"I'm very worried about you," Mrs. Gleeson confided.
"I appreciate that," Porter acknowledged.
"Summer definitely picked the right husband," Andrea complimented. "We are lucky to have you in our family."
"I don't know what to say," Porter choked.
"I'm going to have a big hug waiting for you the next time I see you," Summer's mother stated.
"Thank you, mother," Porter let out causing Mrs. Gleeson to let out a grateful cry.
Porter handed the phone back to Summer after her mother asked him to do so. After saying a few more words, Summer said goodbye and hanged up. She then walked over to Porter and gave him a grateful kiss.
"Mom is very happy that you called her mother," Summer declared.
"I almost thought she was my mother the way she was talking to me," Ported revealed. "Could you order a paper for me while I get cleaned up?"
"Sure, but I'm too tired to join you so I'll wait until you're done to get mine," Summer declared while Porter walked to the bathroom.
Porter realized that the shower was not as much fun without Summer. The day's paper was waiting for him by the time he was dressed in a yellow and red striped shirt with blue jeans. He passed the time while Summer was getting cleaned up by reading the paper to find out where Bruce Wayne was staying. He was not surprised find out that Bruce Wayne was there to dedicate a children's wing to the hospital, but he was extremely surprised to find out that Bruce Wayne was staying at the twelfth floor at the Hyatt Regency. Porter waited until Summer was dressed in her red dress and matching shoes and then they both headed over for their meeting by cab without an appointment.
"I think we're in the right place," Porter mused when he saw the security camera.
"Which room do you think he's in?" Summer wondered.
"Probably the one with the intercom," Porter answered while pressing the button.
"Yes," an English accent that had to belong to Alfred spoke.
"I'm Porter Richards," Porter announced. "My wife and I would like a word with Mr. Wayne please."
"Mr. Wayne is very busy," Alfred refused.
"Tell your employer that we know everything," Porter commanded.
"Let them in, Alfred," Bruce Wayne sighed.
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