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Not Fast Enough	By : DameonGrey Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Justice League Views: 11131 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Justice League or the Flash. This is a non-profit fanfiction and I am not being paid in anyway to write this.

Chapter List
- 6
- 7
- 8
Alright… I lied, it was Chapter 7 that I thought you guys would love… but, I suppose that just means I have to make it up to you all and write a sexy Chapter 8 too. _ ~rolls eyes~ I'll do my best. XD
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The drive back felt awkward, but heated. When they pulled into the batcave and parked, Flash was invited to use Bruce's personal shower, alone. He didn't really know if that was meant to be a hint or something.
When Flash questioned Bruce he said, "I need to report what we found to commissioner Gordon." suggesting that that was why Flash would be showering alone.
"Won't they find what we found?" Flash asked.
"I still need to recount what happened there to him. It'll make his job easier too."
"You mean… without the uh…"
"Yeah, without that."
"Hey, I thought we needed to talk about… some things." Flash reminded Bruce.
The Dark Knight sighed, not out of frustration, possibly out of exhaustion. "I don't know how to talk. You of all people would know that."
"... Yeah, okay. But… we could try. I don't know what you want… I mean… I don't know… how to be around you now… Ya know?"
"I know." Bruce agreed.
"So… you're still… messy. The least I can do is help you wash up." Flash smirked, turning in the direction of Bruce's master bathroom.
"You're not very good at that."
"What, hygiene? That's not very nice!"
"No, you're not good with pickup lines."
"Would you just shut up. I'll meet you up there, how about that?" Flash fumed, racing off before Batman could respond.
The Dark Knight sighed. Batman was positive that this next step needed to happen, but he wasn't one hundred percent sure that he could pull it off.
He looked back to when he first felt anything this intimate for Wally. It was all so inappropriate, he kept telling himself that, but what was he supposed to do? For starters, he needed to set it straight, no matter how awkward this would be, he had no right to leave the boy hanging like this.
Batman made his way up and out of the bat cave. He passed Alfred by who said nothing, as though he knew what was about to happen.
He could hear the shower running, but upon entering his room, Flash was sprawled out on the bed on his stomach, with a towel draped over his waist.
"You really are waiting for me?" Batman asked as he removed the cowl of his suit, the kid sat up quickly, looking annoyed.
"No. Not exactly." He rushed into the bathroom and turned the shower off.
"I thought we were… doing that." Batman sighed, confused.
"Well, that's what I wanted you to think, but I wanted to talk, and I know you don't like to."
"That's awfully sly of you." Bruce crossed his arms. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk, but he was thrown off by Wally pulling this kind of trick on him, and possibly upset that Wally thought the only way to get him to talk was to lure him into this with sex.
"Not really." Flash said, smirking. He slumped a bit and looked around nervously. "So… I don't get where we are."
"I didn't know we were anywhere."
"Yeah you did. You're smarter than that."
"Not in terms of intimacy. Face it Flash, you all think I'm cold, and you're right." Bruce shrugged. There wasn't much to it.
"So... you don't feel anything at all?"
He sighed. "I don't know what I feel. So it's pointless to talk about it as though we're deciding on something I'm not even sure of." It was a mouth full for the Bat, but it made a point, one that seemed to hurt Wally.
"Well, I'm not…. Weird right now." Wally meant that he felt like himself, the drug had worn off before when they were still in the warehouse. The nanos hadn't taken over yet either, so he felt normal once again. "So let's try something and see how it feels."
"Is this how you come on to someone, Wally?" Bruce sounded disappointed.
"When I'm infected with nanos that make me come on to friends, yeah, I'm a little awkward." Flash sounded irritated, which was an odd contrast to Batman, usually he was the irritated one. Now, however it seemed like they had switched places, and Bruce felt like the burden. He didn't like that feeling.
"Fine." Bruce said, and pulled the chest piece of his costume off, followed by a thin material under the costume. His scent quickly filled the room and Wally acted as though it had wiped his mind blank.
"Don't fail me now, Wally," Batman joked but with a serious look on his face. Wally had frozen at Batman's sudden move to undress right in front of him. His jaw hung open and his freckled cheeks flushed at the sight.
He watched the Dark Knight before him and found that all sound was trapped in his throat, he couldn't seem to respond, mostly because he couldn't seem to form any thoughts to respond with.
When Bruce pulled the thick lycra padded trousers down, dark grey briefs bounced up a bit as the pants passed down over his quads. They were toned so well that Wally could almost see each individual muscle. He swallowed hard at the lump in his throat, admittedly looking straight at Bruce's groin.
With that, he closed his mouth and held a soft noise in as Bruce hooked his thumbs under the hem, pulling those down as well so that he hung freely. It was a thick, heavy looking size, even though Bruce was only half hard, the tip only just barely growing into its mushroom shape. His balls were big enough to see on either side of the dick, but they were taught, and not saggy, which relieved Wally. He had feared otherwise, given Bruce's age.
When Bruce had undressed completely, he walked quickly to Wally, taking a firm grip of the back of his neck and leading him into the open shower, like a toddler in trouble.
The force and tight grip of Batman's hold scared Wally at first. He saw the tiled wall and was waiting for his face to hit it hard, but Bruce grabbed a hold of the boy's forearm, using it and the momentum to turn him and then continued to walk him backwards up against the wall.
Flash felt his back hit the wall lightly, and not long after felt Bruce's naked body pressing up against his. It was hard, the body, and Flash felt the difference in Bruce's skin and scars against his own chest. He felt the towel drop from around his waist and collect around his feet, followed by a surge of hot shower water as Bruce turned it on just next to the speedster.
Flash moaned over the sound of the shower, echoing shortly in the bathroom. Just as he moaned, he felt soft lips, followed by a soft tongue and hot breath cover his own. Bruce was being rough in a way, but it was contrasted by his slow movements.
His hands slowed even more as one settled over Wally's chest. While he kissed Wally, he groaned in amazement of the light thrum of pure speed running through the kid. Every inch of Flash's body had light, strong tremors running through out it.
A thumb brushed over Wally's nipple and he broke the kiss momentarily, gasping at the sensitivity. The Dark Knight's lips seized his once more. He wasn't letting the kiss end. Bruce pressed into Wally more and his shoulder blades pressed painfully into the tile wall. Each surge of power from Bruce first pressed his lips into Wally's lips, hard, sucking them, and then the surge pushed down along their bodies, into Wally's chest, and then his groin.
The Dark Knight's body was overpowering. Each of Batman's muscle tensed and pushed back against Wally, engulfing him with strong arms and pushing him hard against the wall.
The kid groaned against Bruce, his arms sliding up over the other's arms and to his shoulders. He was truly a huge man. He was the most human among all of them, Wally supposed it made sense that Bruce's muscles were so well defined and enormous, yet proportionate.
He felt over the hard muscles and one hand gripped at the back of Bruce's neck. Right now, Wally was just feeling each muscle, testing how strong it was. That grip didn't even make Bruce flinch, instead, he let a hand slip down from Wally's hip and take an ass cheek in it, squeezing hard until Flash hissed between kisses.
Flash returned another harsh move, tangling his fingers in Bruce's short, jet-black hair.
It was as though they were fighting, and Bruce hated losing, so he stopped the kiss, backed up only an inch or so and said, "turn." and Wally did so.
He turned to face the wall but kept his head turned to the left so he could see Bruce.
The Dark Knight pressed into the other's body again, flush up against him and kissed the Back of Wally's neck, biting at it, sucking until he felt the skin grow hot with blood just beneath the surface.
Wally bit at his hand while the other reached around and held tightly to the back of Bruce's head, pulling the Dark Knight deeper into the nape of his neck.
The kid yelped loudly when the others hands finally found their way around his hips, and down those contour lines into the pit of his groin. Bruce took Wally in one hand, his sac in the other. At first he just held them while he worked on another hickey, but after a moment he gave the kid's length a long tight stroke, earning a good moan from him.
Wally pushed his hips out a bit, feeling his ass cheeks part around Bruce's cock. It was hot and wet from the shower, and hard, the flat length of it filling his crack. When Bruce let go of his sac, Wally could feel it resting on the head of his cock. Wally bit his lips as he parted his legs more, rocking his hips outward slowly to feel the other rub between his thighs.
He heard a tiny snap and turned his head more to see Bruce opening a bottle of herbal body wash. He found it weird but refreshing that the vigilante used scented shower gel. The smell and smooth feel of the slick liquid brought a sigh out of Wally.
His elbows bent to let himself lean against the wall with his face, all the while Bruce's hands slid sudsy soap up and down Wally's back slowly. Each hand slipped up over his shoulders and neck, gripping tightly at the stiff muscles, more toned and slender than his own. They gave the kid good curves, curves that Bruce couldn't stop following. He felt Wally's stomach stiffen when he felt the muscles there as well, and he seemed so sensitive when Bruce's fingers toyed with his nipples, pinching and twisting them lightly, rubbing them in small circles.
Wally was moaning freely now, in a steady rhythm. His head spun pleasantly and he stood on his tiptoes when the billionaire's sudsy hands began to clean between his legs. The man's fingers slid over his anus once, and Wally's rear turned outward, following the fingers. He heard Bruce laugh behind him lightly and turned.
"That'll burn, won't it?" Bruce inquired, his soapy fingers returning to the puckered muscle to rub at it while enjoying Wally's moaning.
"Uh, yeah…" it would probably burn. Wally turned at that time, facing Bruce but not looking at him. He wasn't upset he was just calming down.
After a moment, Wally took the bottle for himself, pouring a small amount to wash Bruce with. The vigilante stiffened at the touch though. Wally looked up at him nervously. That's right, he wasn't very physical.
"Is it too weird?" He asked.
Bruce shook his head, it wasn't weird, just not something he was used to. He stepped in closer and took Wally's chin in his hand, kissing him forcefully once more before taking a lathered hand and pressing it to his chest. When he pulled away, he gave a satisfied sigh, brushing a thumb over Wally's bottom lip. "You're lips are chapped." He told the kid.
"Uh, sorry."
"Don't be." Bruce breathed against him, sliding Wally's hand down over his stomach, suggesting a direction, which the flash gladly took. He lathered the soap over the man's stomach and then found his pubes, ruffling his fingers in them.
As Wally's hand engulfed the other's length, Bruce sank his teeth into the flesh of his neck.
"Ow…" Wally gasped softly, and Bruce lightened the bite but Wally encouraged him to keep going with his hand on the side of the others face.
Just to see what would happen, Flash sped his hand up around Bruce's length. The other gave a satisfied moan, which Flash had never really heard before, but it made him hot, pooling down in his loins.
He took his other hand and wrapped it firmly around Bruce and did the same. The man pushed him back at that point, panting lightly.
Bats was a man who didn't like losing control. It wasn't that this wasn't fun, just new to him. He took a moment to regain control of himself, leaning with his hands on the wall on either side of Wally's head.
At that point, the speedster sank down to his knees. He looked up at Bruce, who was watching him, and took the billionaire's cock in one hand, lifting it up so that he could lick his tongue over the head.
Bruce moaned, again. And it was such a noise to Wally. He pulled back for a moment, and thought about what to do next, and then he locked his lips around the tip, sucking hard against it, tasting Bruce's pre on his tongue while it swirled around the tip and then slid down to tease the man's frenum. He closed his eyes and moaned around it, sliding it deep towards the back of his throat and then out again.
Bruce entangled his fingers in Wally's red hair, driving himself a little deeper, keeping an eye on the kid to make sure he could actually do that. He could. Wally readjusted himself so that his neck was at a better angle, and he was able to take in all of Bruce.
Wally's hands slid up over Bruce's hips, his stomach. He moaned around him again, breathing in through his nose. When he pulled back a bit, letting the tip rest on his tongue he groaned loudly, pulling Bruce in once more with a hand gripping at the other's ass cheek.
Bruce found that he rather enjoyed the look on Wally's face. His brows were furrowed, and often times he would look at the length, and then let his eyes roll back into his head and moan. He sucked him in and then held him there for a moment, savoring it, it seemed.
After a while, Wally began to fall into a quicker rhythm, and what that meant was that Bruce would be brought off much more quickly than he was used to. He took a hold of Wally's head to stop him and then kneeled down himself to kiss the kid, tasting himself in the others mouth.
Wally wrapped trembling arms around Bruce's neck and sat up a bit, pressing the flat of his body against the others, their cocks rubbing against one another.
Bruce's hand fit between them both and he squeezed their two lengths together firmly, stroking them slowly and thrusting against Wally's groin. He moaned, and pulled Bruce closer and let his head rest against the other's neck, kissing it, biting at it lightly, licking at the shell of his ear.
That made Bruce's length throb even harder. He could hear Wally's harsh breaths in his ear. He could hear the kid holding back moans, gasping, shuddering.
Wally pulled back enough so that he could kiss him, and that time it was Bruce who was gasping. The power behind Wally's kiss made him dizzy almost, the first few times, they're lips burned against each other, their tongues occasionally clashing, but now their tongues burned against each other, and their teeth would clash and attack each other's lips, gently sucking and biting.
He could still feel that strong thrum in Wally's chest, his cock vibrated against Bruce's and it drove him further and harder, sitting up a bit in a domineering stance over the boy, pushing him back against the wall.
Eventually, Bruce's knees slid between Wally's legs, pressing up against the wall so that Wally was slouched with his back against the wall, and his legs spread wide around Bruce's waist, his hips lifting up a bit and grinding against the vigilante.
"Have you ever…" Wally began, they were both winding down it seemed. Their bodies still moved against each other, but obviously Bruce didn't know what to do, and Wally wasn't used to being with someone so inexperienced like this, at least as far as other men went.
"No." He breathed against the side of Wally's head., his voice was rugged.
Wally laughed and slid his hands up over Bruce's shoulders, dragging his nails down over the others collar bone and chest.
"Are the nanos still inactive?" Bruce asked him softly, letting his hand rest down over the head of Wally's erection.
"I don't know anymore. I don't care." Wally moaned, kissing the underside of Bruce's jaw. "It's too hot." He breathed softly.
"Do you want me to stop?" Bruce asked, holding still.
"Hell no, don't stop." Wally groaned, sitting up a bit more and rubbing his rear against Bruce's cock.
Bruce pushed against Wally, he wasn't planning on pushing into him yet, but he was testing it.
"Y-you're too big though…" Wally blushed, sitting up a bit to pull away from the cock prodding his anus. "You know how to stretch someone, right?" He teased, looking up at the vigilante.
Bruce took that as a small jab, he smirked darkly placed a hand on Wally's chest to hold him still against the wall. The kid took a hold of Bruce's wrist nervously, mostly just for something to hold onto as he felt the others fingers tickling his sac, and then sliding down to circle around his hole.
Flash shivered and tried to sit up to Bruce, his mouth hanging open slightly for a kiss. Bruce took that moment to slicken his fingers in Wally's mouth, watching the kid's tongue curl around his two fingers, sucking on them. With the shower water all over them, he didn't really need to use Wally's mouth, but he might as well. It was there. It was hot and waiting. He didn't realize how necessary proper lubrication was though.
Wally managed to reach Bruce's lips with his own, at the same time that Bruce shoved a finger deep inside the speedster. Inside, he couldn't imagine what it would feel like around his dick, it felt amazing enough around his finger alone. He groaned against the kiss, just as Wally groaned back, his muscles clenching tightly around Bruce.
He began panting when the Dark Knight began fingering him quickly, adding his second finger in. Wally was moving his hips just a little bit, helping Bruce to find something. He knew what it was. Bruce's fingers dove in deeper and deeper, twisting, jabbing.
He moaned when Wally's back went rigid suddenly, and that tremor surged around his fingers. Wally's eyes flashed white when Bruce found his prostate. The tight knot of nerves sent waves of hot and then cool rushing down to his heels, and then up into his head and swam with currents of pleasure that made him melt. He bit at Bruce's bottom lip lightly, shivering as he felt the sensation again and again.
"Ohh God." He gasped, scratching Batman's shoulder blades, adding more abrasions to go with the other scars that covered the man's body.
Bruce growled against Wally's lips and added a third finger, fingering him quickly and added his hand around Wally's length to stroke him in time. "Hey, I'm gonna come…" Wally warned him, trying to stop the man, but Bruce wanted to see it. He wanted to see how it would happen, before he experienced it.
He sat back and watched Wally, who furrowed his brows tightly as his mouth hung open, panting, covering half his face with a hand while the other gripped tightly to Bruce's shoulder. "Bats.." Wally gasped, arching sharply against the wall as he felt his climax building. Bruce felt a surge run up Wally's length and he drove his fingers in deep, rubbing at the knot of nerves and bringing several high moans out of the kid. Wally's legs wrapped up tightly around Bruce's waist when he came, shooting jets of cum up between them both. Inside, his muscles were a swarming mess of speed and power, thrumming strongly around his fingers. Admittedly, Bruce couldn't wait to be inside him.
Wally rolled up from his slouching position and wrapped his arms around Bruce's neck. He pulled their bodies together, his own cum smearing between them. The offset of weight tipped Bruce over slowly. He leaned back on his hands and Wally's knees rested on the floor, allowing him to sit up a bit as he pressed their lips together again. He kissed Bruce hard, still out of breath, slowly pulling the others lips into an audible smooch and then parting them again for another.
"Haa…" Wally moaned softly. "We're not done, right?" He asked against Bruce's lips, his hands sliding from the Dark Knight's neck down over his chest.
"I hope not." Bruce returned, kissing Wally once before repositioning himself so that he could sit up.
"Do you have any lube?" Wally asked.
"Bedroom." Bruce stated plainly. He stood and turned the water off and then pulled Wally up for another kiss. This started the awkward walk into the bedroom while they were both kissing each other, their arms wrapped tightly around one another.
Bruce backed Wally up into the foot of the king sized bed before falling over with him. He crawled up over Wally and left little red bites across his chest. He felt the thrum under his lips and sighed softly, letting a hand rest on the side of Wally's neck, running his fingers up through his hair.
"Hnn, Bats…" Wally moaned softly, bucking his hips up softly in a pleading fashion.
"You can call me Bruce." The vigilante suggested, it was weird to hear himself referred to as Bats.
Wally hesitated a moment, and as he did so Bruce leaned up over him to his nightstand to fish out a small bottle of silicone based lubricant. When he sat up and uncorked the bottle, he saw Wally's face twisted in confusion as he mouthed Bruce's name.
The kid noticed Bruce watching him and laughed softly. He sat up with Bruce, kissing the man's chest, his scars. "Ahh, Bruce…" He tried, then paused. "No… it's too weird." He looked up at the man.
"Fine." Bruce rolled his eyes. He pushed Wally back down to the bedding and let a fair amount of lube spill over his cock, which was still hard even after his orgasm.
"Ah! It's still sensitive." Wally gasped. He bit his lip as Bruce took to stroking him slowly, watching as Wally's hips rocked up into his touch. "I-I'm not the one who needs that." Wally teased softly. He sat up enough to take the bottle in his hand. He poured a fair amount over Bruce's cock and slicked his hands over it, sitting up more to kiss the many scars on his chest again, pulling with one hand on Bruce's shoulder to get him to sit more.
The Dark Knight did so and Flash enjoyed a hard kiss from him. He moaned into it while Wally stroked him, making him even harder, if possible. He leaned over Wally again, pushing him down beneath him and rubbed their cocks together slickly. Bruce groaned in Wally's neck and reached down between them. He felt that Wally's fingers were already inside himself, adding lube, his legs parting around Bruce's waist.
He moaned as the Vigilante pulled his hand up to join it with the other, trapping them with one hand above Wally's head, while the other rubbed the tip of his cock against Wally's anus. He pushed at it slowly, watching as the kid moaned softly.
Wally's head turned to one side, moaning against his arm while Bruce felt his head slip inside. He had to pause for a moment. The surge of speed inside was so much different around his cock than it was around his fingers. He let go of Wally's hands and sank down to the kid's neck, moaning against it as he pushed in more.
Wally's voice hitched and Bruce stopped, but the speedster locked his feet behind Bruce's hips and pulled him in more, groaning. Inside, the throbbing thrum of power spread from inside the boy to deep inside Bruce, beginning in his pelvis and then rushing up through his chest and to his head.
He turned Wally's head so that he could kiss him, feeling that same power rush in through the other's mouth, swarming around inside of them both.
"Nnng God…" Wally moaned as he felt Bruce's hips touch his rear. The man was finally inside him, all the way. He blinked a few times in amazement. "So… all your money really isn't compensating for anything, is it." Wally teased, his voice a little unsteady as Bruce begin to pull out slowly.
He bit Wally's bottom lip to quiet him, he understood that it was a compliment, but not now. He pushed back inside the boy and was positive that his mind had gone blank at that point.
Flash drew in a sharp breath when he felt the cock being pulled out once more and then moaned as it pushed back into him.
The bedding was slowly shifted and what was once neat was torn apart, wrapped around their legs and Wally's fists. He pulling the sheets and moaned loudly with each thrust. Bruce had taken it upon himself to give the kid as many hickey's as possible, mostly because he could tell that Wally enjoyed them, especially the biting.
He moaned and threw an arm over Bruce's neck, pulling him closer panting in his ear while he tried to pull the man in deeper, leaving enormous sore bruises on Bruce's lower back where his heels dug in.
"Don't do that." Bruce gasped, clenching his eyes tightly, trying to keep a steady rhythm.
Wally laughed a little, followed by a moan as he asked, "why not?"
"It's too much." Bruce breathed against his ear.
The bed shifted as Wally threw his other arm around Bruce's neck, pulling himself up so he could find a spot on the vigilante's neck to suck on. He felt that he'd given the man a decent hickey and turned to nibbling on his ear lobe. "How so"
Bruce smirked at Wally's persistence when the kid tightened his legs once more, trying again to pull him in more. He was in as far as he would go, right now, Wally was just grinding harder against him. "Inside… it's so…" He didn't know what to call it. It was that power inside Wally that made his head spin.
Wally donned as sly smirk while he was panting. He didn't want to cause Batman any harm, but he let his body go just a little, just enough to vibrate all around the man. When he did Bruce's fingers, which were tangled in his hair, tightened as he hissed softly.
"Do you want me to last?" Bruce asked.
"You're really that close?" Wally kissed his jaw softly. He let his hands slip down over the scars across Bruce's back again.
"Turn around." Bruce sat up stiffly, shutting his eyes while he tried to clear his mind once more. Wally tried his best to turn while keeping the other inside him. He laid down on his stomach and turned his hips upward at the Dark Knight, leaning back and forth to straighten them both out.
The bed once again found itself in some other state of disarray while they were like this. Wally gathered a large amount of down comforter under him while Bruce fucked him from behind. He was leaning down over him, at times just grinding slowly against him while he bit at the back of Wally's neck. He seemed to like the biting, not that Wally minded at all. He moaned with each harsh ravaging of his skin. He turned his head to one side and managed to kiss the other, taking a hand to reach beneath himself, stroking in time with Bruce's thrusts.
It was beginning to pick up for them both, that little break had given Bruce what he needed to keep going. He wasn't about to let the younger man get the better of him, of course.
He brought one hand around Wally's chest, teasing a nipple, enjoying the moan he got, and then just left it there. He used it to get a better grip and to push into him harder.
The kid had become much more vocal. His loud cries filled the halls. Bruce Wayne suddenly felt thankful that his estate was big enough to keep any prying neighbor ears at a safe distance.
He leaned over enough so that he was laying on top of Wally, his hot breath spilling over the kid's ear, panting just as heavily as Wally was. "shh…" he told him softly.
"I-I'm gonna… again." Wally gasped, biting at a pillow he'd pulled over to himself.
"Do it." Bruce told him. He managed to fight the expensive pillow away from Wally but replaced it with his own mouth, their tongues clashing in a sloppy, gasping battle, sucking on each other's lips in between Wally's cries.
Bruce's hand delved under the Flash and fought his hand out of the way, instead, he jerked him in time with his thrusts and just as that thrumming had changed to a strong vibration running up and down Wally's body, Bruce felt his balls tighten and he sat up a bit, shoving himself in deep and grinding against Wally's rear. Wally in turn arched sharply, which pushed himself back against Bruce equally hard. They both uttered some form of a groan or a yelp. Wally's hand gripped tightly at Bruce's as it squeezed his cock, helping to milk out the last of his second orgasm, while Bruce emptied himself inside the kid.
It didn't dawn on him to ask if it was ok, to come inside Wally, but the frenzied kiss he got afterward from a fatigued Flash told him it was alright. Wally twisted where he laid and pulled the Dark Knight down to himself, wrapping his arms up around his bold shoulders and holding him close while he kissed him.
Flash went limp finally, all of him. Bruce, too, fell over beside him, laying on his stomach while Wally laid on his side.
"So…" Wally was still panting. "Do you cuddle afterward?" He asked the Dark Knight.
Bruce was quiet, mostly because he was still catching his breath, but he really didn't know how to answer that. "I take it you're a cuddler?" He asked in an exhausted voice.
"Uh, no, I just didn't know how you wanted to—"
"I say we sleep on it. We can decide in the morning." Bruce joked dryly, closing his eyes.
It soared right over Wally's head and he crawled under the giant comforter beside Bruce. "'kay, sounds fine to me." He yawned, pulling a pillow into his chest and soon after fell asleep.
Bruce watched him for a moment, until finally, his eyes would not stay open either.
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Author's Comments:
I don't know about you guys, but I listen to a lot of music while I write certain scenes. As a music nerd, I'd like to share those certain songs with you at the end of each chapter. w I'm not the only one who does that, right? It helps me to focus on one feeling or mood, if you will.
While uh, Bruce and Wally had their "big moment" XD I was listening to "Running up That Hill" by Placebo, and "Night Sky" by George Winston, there's actually a LOT of George Winston involved in this fic. ._.Just sayin'.
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