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submission dated 10-21-05
author: FireCracker
(Italic copy bordered by_underscore_)
Archive? You'd better.
No money from this, only for fun.
Warnings: Bruce has a mess on his hands. Literally.

Pairings: Bruce/Clark/J'Ohnn. Sequel to SIZZLE.

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There were advantages to being a shapeshifter, J'Ohnn mused as he peered through angular windows. Alien physiology or no, some things were universal, like sexual excitement. And he was definitely turned on. He'd prepared, of course. After a brief and strange phone conversation he decided to take action. Would the reality be better than the fantasy? There was one way to find out... The two figures tangled gently in bed were quite famous and well known. J'Ohnn planned to know them better, on a more personal level. There were broken hearts everywhere about now. Legends in love? Perfect, and well matched. Perhaps a friend could find comfort in those charms. Shifting shape from his borrowed birdform, he maneuvered to a more conventional entrance. **** Superman blinked, staring into space. Bruce shifted next to him. "What's wrong?" "I heard something outside." Razor eyes were instantly alert. "An intruder, out here? Seems farfetched." "I know." the kryptonian glided out of bed into a robe. "The silent alarm's gone off, though." Bruce sat up, drawing arms around his knees. "Probably not an enemy." "What makes you say that?" "They're clearing waiting to be let in. There's no forced entry." Clark frowned thoughtfully. "You may have a point there." **** The kryptonian stood at the main door with his mouth open. His 'guest' smiled, wearing familiar garb. "Hello, Clark." "Ah...J'Ohnn?!" A slight nod. "You've found me out. I'd like to see Bruce." Glittering eyes narrowed. "That brought you out here?" "Actually it was a conversation we had earlier. It made me think about things." "What things? Are you crazy, wearing that disguise?" "All in accordance with his wishes. Is Bruce up yet?" The kryptonian bit down a smug remark. "I'd say so, but-" "Then surely you won't mind if I see him?" Clark angled his view. "What are you carrying?" "Something for Bruce. Now if you'll excuse me-" "What's all the excitement?" a new voice sounded, rich and deep. Clark and J'Ohnn turned, staring. Bruce stood braced against the doorframe, his powerful physique wrapped in a sheet. He blinked, then gawked. "The hell?!" Slowly he paced the room and stared at an amazing sight. A "green" Nightwing. "Bruce?" J'Ohnn smiled with Dick's face. "These are for you." "Ha? Uh, huh-" J'Ohnn handed him a dozen long stemmed roses. "You look wonderful. Rarely have I enjoyed seeing your body. Your skin and shape are quite sexy." The normally unflappable detective found himself speechless. Clark covered his mouth to keep from laughing. "He wants to talk with you, Bruce." "About what!" the handsome man stammered, backing up. "This is crazy." Clark narrowed his eyes. "I'll say. Not to mention weird." Bruce looked J'Ohnn up and down. "Why are you pretending to be Dick? And green at that!" J'Ohnn smiled. "I wanted to surprise you. And by retaining my natural color you'd know it was me." Bruce slapped a hand on his forehead. "This is ridiculous." "We should talk, Bruce. I remember what you said." Bruce stared helplessly at Clark. "Another one. What did I say!" J'Ohnn stood in front of him again. "Am I still your 'sweet lime pie?' " "Ghkk." Bruce choked. "I made myself beautiful for you." "But you aren't Dick!" "No, but I picked a loved one from your mind. You can have the best of both worlds." Bruce lay the roses down. "You're OUT of this world, J'Ohnn...and maybe out of your mind as well!" "I am most persistent." "And I'm pretty stubborn." "Ah, excuse me, gentlemen?" Clark interrupted, holding up a hand. "This is my home, in case you've forgotten." "Yeah? Well who dragged me here to begin with?" Bruce rounded on him. "He forced you?" J'Ohnn glowed slightly. "No, not like that-" "How dare you." Clark glowered, giving his best intimidation voice. "Bruce is a guest here." J'Ohnn wasn't impressed. "He should come home with me, and-" Bruce whistled loudly with his fingers. Martian and Kryptonian both paused. "Knock it off, both of you!" The green 'Nightwing' touched Bruce on the cheek. "Think of the pleasures we could share." "Wait a minute-" "Nothing compared to what we've shared here!" an annoyed Superman blurted. "Go home, J'Ohnn. It was a perfectly good morning until you showed up." "I'll go...for now." J'Ohnn kissed the stunned Bruce on the cheek. "But you'll be seeing me again." Bruce gawked at him. The green 'Nightwing' strutted out, head high. He stopped briefly and blew a kiss. Clark rolled his eyes. "Until the next time, Bruce. Hopefully without blue here." he nodded at the fuming kryptonian. Smiling at the reaction, the transformed martian made his exit. **** Bruce fell into a chair, staring into space. Clark approached him slowly. "Bruce?" Bright blue eyes flashed. "Quiet. Not one word!" "He's got a lot of nerve, I must say." "That seems to be a common problem around the league." The startled kryptonian kneeled at his side. "League? You mean someone else approached you!" Bruce gave a sidelong glance. "Yeah. At this rate I'll need to wear an iron truss. What's wrong with everybody?!" Clark felt his temper rise again, chiseled features tight. "Who!" "Who what?" "Who else hit on you?" A pause. "You won't believe it." "At this point I'll believe most anything, especially after seeing a green Nightwing."
Bruce stared into matching eyes. "You really want to know?" "Get on with it!" "Hal Jordan." Clark fell back on his ass. "That's insane. He's straight as an arrow!" "Yeah, well that arrow has some kinks in it." Thick fingers ran through perfect, dark hair. "I guess it's true what they say, you never know. But what happened?" "He touched my codpiece at JLA headquarters one day. Asked what I had 'under the hood.' "
"Huh. After he punched you, I thought you weren't his favorite person." "He's been ass tight since I said no." Clark pulled Bruce to his feet. "Maybe you should stay here awhile." "Don't be ridiculous, Clark. I'm going back to Wayne Manor. Now let go of me!" Those eyes looked him over again. "Your sheet is slipping. I see a surprise." "Go to hell, Clark. I've had enough sex-" "I think not." kryptonian muscle lifted the big man effortlessly. "Put me down!!" "I will. Over the bed." Bruce cursed, reaching for a nerve ending to pinch. Clark expertly tilted his head away. "I know that trick, detective." "I've got others." Clark tossed Bruce over the bed, flopping on top. "You feel so good, Bruce. I don't care who hits on you." "Kal, please. I really need to go-" "An hour." hot lips locked on target. Bruce found himself swimming again, focus fading. When their tongues finally untangled, Bruce sighed blissfully. "An hour."
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