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Sizzle	By : FireCracker Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 4031 -:- 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 10-13-05
author: FireCracker
(Italic copy bordered by_underscore_)
Archive? You'd better.
No money from this, only for fun.
Warnings: Raunchy dialogue, innuendo.

Pairings: Bruce/Clark. Sequel to SHOCK.

SIZZLE
"Clark, would you please let me up now?" "In a minute. I want to kiss this tasty body." Bruce sighed in resignation. "You've been saying that for an hour. I'm getting soggy from all this lipwork." "mmm." Superman nipped along strong shoulders. Bruce tightened in pleasure, gasping. "Cut it out!" "Not too soggy." a wet tongue laced down male curves, circling a nipple. "You taste like honey, Bruce...especially...here..." Clark suckled. "Oh, God!" Bruce twitched, his body a hot ache. Broad hands clutched blindly at the kryptonian, holding close. "I can't get enough of you." Another heave. "I get that impression." Wicked smile. Clark resumed his flavorful tasting of smooth skin. Expert fingers stroked and probed, leaving Bruce a wreck. He made a useless attempt to crawl away, only to be pinned again. "Where do you think you're going?" "Home. Back to work. I have a corporation to run!" That famous spit curl hung loosely over an eye. "Then do it on your back." another slow smile. "Don't order me around, Clark!" icy eyes blazed in anger. Bruce managed to flip the kryptonian away, using leverage. Taking advantage of his brief opportunity, he bounded to his feet and made for the bathroom. His advantage was short lived. The kryptonian lunged at him from midair, pulling him down. Seconds later Bruce found himself rolling on soft carpet. "You're really hot like this." Clark stared down with maddening intensity. Bruce glared up defiantly, cursing. "Look. We had a good time, Clark-" "Kal." "Small difference!" "Not to me. Clark belongs with Lois. I don't!" "You're crazy!" Kiss on the nose. "Crazy for you." Bruce swore again, struggling against impossible strength. They rolled around for several minutes, Kal holding Bruce until he exhausted himself. Still another soft kiss. "Ready for bed?" Bruce smirked. "Ready for the loony bin?" To his amazement the kryptonian laughed. "Maybe. You have that effect on people, Bruce. Me in particular." Glacier blue eyes sparked in curiosity. "In what way?" Moist lips trailed the chiseled jaws. "You're so intense. Loyal." "I call it determination." "Stubborn, too. I love my men complex." A choke. "I can't believe this conversation." Black lashes were low, lusty. "Correction. One man in particular." Bruce fell silent, returning the gaze. Kal did a slow grind of hips. "Told you I wanted to return the favor. I've fantasized about this for years." Bruce brushed a wrist with his thumb. "You're a fast learner." "Gorgeous and tasty. I want it all. Mine!" "Uh, Kal..." "Kiss me like you did the other day." "But I...don't remember-" "You forgot how to kiss?" Kal teased, massaging Bruce down his ribs. The handsome detective flushed. "Hardly. What I mean is, what did I say?" "Well." Kal smirked. "Sure you want to hear it?" Bruce was suspicious. "Only if you're telling it straight-" The big kryptonian purred in his ear. "You wanted to gag me with my cape, then fuck me over a chair." "Ah-" "Pour honey and marshmallows. Turn me on my back and lick everything." Bruce flushed red. "Come on, Kal! I never-" "Bite my feet and...what's the word? Fist me?" Bruce covered his eyes. "Oh, lord..." Nip on an ear. "Something about seeing a kryptonian creamfest. Nice choice of words, I was pretty turned on." "I'm at a loss for words, Kal...you weren't offended?" The kryptonian licked his lips hungrily. "Hell no. You even asked if I 'got milk'. J'Ohnn almost burst something." Bruce gritted his teeth. "He heard that..." "Not to mention what you said about Martians." "What about them?!" "You wondered if his cum was green and tasted like lime." Kal laughed again. "His eyes nearly popped out, especially after you called him 'Your sweet apple pie!' " Bruce groaned. "Your next suggestion was that he grow hair, since you don't care for bald guys. Guess that leaves Luthor out, huh?" "Don't even go there!!" Kal gave a pulling kiss. "I wouldn't share you anyway." "I don't want J'Ohnn, Kal." "Well, you did express a fantasy about him pretending to be Nightwing, and-" Bruce covered his mouth. "Okay, okay. I get the point!" "Got it for Dick, hmm?" Bruce started to say something, then stopped. "I'd better leave that at no comment." "Mmm." "Are you going to let me up now?" "Certainly." Kal rolled off. He made a display for Bruce, posing on his back. Bruce sat up slowly, staring in admiration. "You're perfect." without realizing it he stroked smooth skin. "Bruce." those alien eyes lit with passion. A slow smile. "I think I'd better go now." Bruce stood in all his glory, cock slapping heavily against a thigh. Kal watched it move. "You're pretty perfect yourself, Mr. Wayne." Sly smile. "Bet you say that to all the guys." Kal rested on an elbow. "Stay, Bruce. I promise to be on my best behavior." Bruce wrapped a sheet around. "I can't...my email box is probably clogged as it is." "You've got a laptop." "I can't do meetings online-" "Teleconference." "You're becoming a pain, Kal." "I'd rather do pleasure." "Right!" Throwing his arms up in exasperation, Bruce headed for the bathroom. "I'm taking a shower. Try to cool off, will you?" Kal sprawled on the carpet. "Get going already, Bruce. I'll lay your clothes out for you." Keen eyes blinked in surprise. "Thank you." **** Bruce sighed, letting hot water and suds cascade over his sculpted form. He curled his tongue under the spray, enjoying the sheer sensuality and texture of fine water droplets. Scented soapbubbles slipped down muscled curves, trailing wet outlines over golden skin. It was a rare time, whenever his guard was down. But he felt oddly relaxed and content. The day had been strange, but not unpleasant. Maybe there were things to consider for the future... Leaning into the shower head, he tilted his head back. Water streamed over his outstretched tongue once more. Playfully he coiled it and tasted. "You're so hot." a deep voice commented. Bruce spun, water splashing into his eyes. "Kal?!" The kryptonian stalked forward slowly, eyes glowing. "That thing with your tongue. Do it again." "Hmm." Bruce glanced at a sizeable erection pointed his way. "So much for cooling off." Kal pulled himself, stepping into the stall. "I lied." Bruce backed up in the small space. "Haven't you heard of privacy, mister?!" blue eyes were hard points. "You're beautiful." Hands capable of crushing diamond stroked Bruce tenderly. Bruce swallowed, his voice deep. "Let me shower, then we can talk." Kal took both of his hands, kissing open palms. "I think I love you." "Think?" Bruce stared into matching eyes. Kal nodded slowly. "The bat, all of you." Bruce didn't move, a strange heat rising in his chest. "You understand." Kal leaned forward. "I know what I feel." Bruce couldn't explain the why or how, but a surge of emotion gave movement to his arms. Their lips touched, sparking a sizzling kiss. Powerful arms locked in a heated embrace as they kissed under the shower, water streaming down their faces. Bruce felt dizzy, lightheaded. His feet left the floor as Kal floated them to the bedroom. **** Sated and sticky, they twined in afterglow. Bruce nuzzled Kal, noting with satisfaction the kryptonian's hair was a mess. Not an easy thing to accomplish, but he took special pride in sweating out that perfect mane. Not that Kal cared. He shivered and clenched in blissful pleasure as Bruce suckled his collarbone. "Happy now?" A soft moan. "Yes, Bruce." brilliant teeth shone in a smile. Bruce reached between them, tasting the residue of their loving. "A juicy kryptonian. Who could ask for more?" Kal sighed happily again, eyes closed. "Pervy. Do you always make those noises when you come?" Teeth clamped on a nipple. "Only when I pound you senseless. Don't go to sleep on me!" "Mmm. Feel too good." The phone rang. Kal reached across lazily to get it. "Hello?" A pause. Kal snickered. Bruce splayed over him, frowning. "Who is it-" Kal handed him the receiver. "It's J'Ohnn. He wants to talk to you!" Bruce made a strangled sound...
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