POSSESSION - chapter 10
Chapt. 01 ◾ Chapt. 02 ◾ Chapt. 03 ◾ Chapt. 04 ◾ Chapt. 05 ◾ Chapt. 06◾ Chapt. 07 ◾ Chapt. 08 ◾ Chapt. 09
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( INJUSTICE: GOD AMONG US VERSE ) 「one minute one life change one decision one action 」 ────────── ❝ Why? ❞
The question wavered through Kal’s mind. He threw away the corpse he was holding. His attention settled on the boy who had witnessed his every action. His original plan was to kill the young Bruce Wayne from existing in the future. Joe Chill was making Kal’s job easier. The man was going to do the dirty work for him.
He could change things back, to the way they were supposed to be. No deaths. No betrayal. No Batman.
Mature Content: Detailed description of sexual intercourse between male and male & male and female.
Kal watched in silence as the man above him slowly ground himself deeper down onto his cock. He loved the tightness of Bruce's muscles clenching around his shaft. The human's thighs were trembling in exertion as he lifted himself up and down. His hands rested on Kal's shoulders for purchase, his head pressed against the corner of Kal's neck as the cock in Bruce's ass hit his prostate with pitless accuracy.
Kal loved the whimpers escaping from Bruce's stubborn lips. Shameless soft whines were forced from Bruce's throat with every deep thrust. The human would gasp out, little pleas for more stuck in his throat as he tried to secure the last piece of his pride. However, his body betrayed him as he twitched violently from the sinful pleasure.
"Beautiful," Kal whispered fondly. His hands reached up to grip Bruce's hip bones. He enjoyed the view of Bruce's trembling frame as the man impaled himself on Kal's cock. Kal knew how to awaken all of Bruce's erogenous zones. When he leaned forward to suckle at Bruce's shoulder blade, the man tightened up in response and gave out a moan of surprise.
Kal could take control of Bruce's motion easily, reducing the human into nothing more than a doll as he forced him to accept everything he gives to him. He could lift the human with ease, leaving only the head of his cock inside the man's body before sliding deep in again. He did so as he pleased, repeating the motions with a vicious delight.
Bruce clung to him, pleasured gasps and moans leaving his lips as he was forced to accept Kal's control. There was nothing the human could do, aside from allowing the Kryptonian to use him as he wished.
"You love everything I do to you, don't you?" Kal murmured. "You love how I am filling your starving ass. You want me, you always have, since the day we met. You were just too much of a coward to admit it, right?"
Bruce nodded, whimpers spilling from his mouth as Kal jerked the unsteady breaths from his lungs.
"Yes... yes..." He pressed his forehead to Kal's shoulder, pressing tiny gentle kisses to Kal's skin as he was moved, hitching breaths skimming across sweat. He moaned again as Kal gave a sharp thrust, head lolling forward as he panted, allowing Kal to see the glazed look in his eyes and the pretty flush which spread across his cheeks.
Kal stroked a hand across Bruce's cheek, holding him in place as he rocked deeper into Bruce's body, gleefully watching Bruce's mouth fall open in a filthy moan, eyes wide in sheer bliss.
"You'll never leave me again, right? This time, you'll stay. You will never try to escape again, because you understand that I am right. You could be my right-hand man, and we can have created the perfect world together. Tell me how much you need me, Bruce... Tell me that you're mine." He accompanied his words with sharp thrusts into Bruce's exhausted body, arousal already burning in his stomach.
"I-I'm yours, Kal," Bruce whined, eyes stared deep into Kal's. "I won't leave again! I won't! I promise, Kal—!"
★
Kal jolted awake. His heart was racing, and it hurt his chest. He could hardly breathe fast enough. He felt exhausted, although he was asleep just a few seconds ago. What a dream!
"Kal?" Diana, who sat in front of the makeup and was combing her hair, called out. "You're awake?"
Kal reply with a groan. Sleepily, he raised to his elbows, only to feel the stiffness in his trunks. Looking down, he saw his arousal tenting straight up.
'Damn it...' Kal grabbed the covers in his fists, feeling angry, disappointed and frustrated that his subconscious mind was giving him these sort of dreams, fantasies of things he wanted so badly, things he desired more than anything. It was something he could never have.
"Kal? What's wrong?" Kal didn't realize that Diana had moved. Currently, she was sitting next to him. Her hand reached out and touched his cheek. "You've been making noises in your sleep while I was in the shower. Was it a bad dream?"
Her hand guided him to look into her eyes. She was giving him the stare again — the look that was filled with love and care — but yet it didn't calm his frustration.
He let his gaze drop to her chest. She was wearing a loose robe. The swell of her breasts were barely concealed in the fabric. It was like an invitation for him, and he had taken up the bait. Again.
Kal toppled over Diana, his lips locked with hers and devouring her like a beast. He did not intend to stop, even if she tried to tell him that she had just came out from the shower and they have a meeting soon. He slipped through her mouth, licking and inspecting every corner of her mouth as he started to strip her off of the loose robe.
★
Kal tried to focus on Diana's moans. Her hands grasped his arms, her breasts bouncing underneath his grip... but slowly, it all dissolved into the imagination of Bruce. His moans would be deeper and stronger, like they rumbled up from his soul. Kal knew the strength in those hands, and the heat, and that mouth... would it be soft? Moist? Hot?
'Stop... stop thinking of him! Focus, Kal! Focus!'
It was no use. The fierce blue eyes were suddenly in his mind, glaring at him with a deviousness to them. It was as if Bruce knew precisely how he had wormed his way into Kal's mind.
Then those words from his dreams returned.
I'm yours... I won't leave again...
He had looked at him with such a tender gaze as he said those words.
If this was Bruce... If Bruce had wanted him...
That hot mouth, strong hands, those moans, those piercing blue eyes...
I promise! Kal—!
No... NO!
"... no ..." Kal's voice was frail as he slowed down his thrusts. He hadn't reached his climax and he wasn't even close. However, he'd started to feel sick. Everything about Diana; her breasts, her slender hips, her long hair, her voice - they didn't fit with what he truly wanted.
"Kal...?"
Diana's voice brought him back to reality. She was looking at him over her shoulder in confusion and concern. He was still hard and buried deep inside her, but he wasn't moving. The atmosphere was awkward, and Kal felt ashamed that he was thinking about another person when he had a goddess in front of him.
"... I... I'm sorry..." Kal didn't know what else he could say, aside from apologizing for being distracted when he was supposed to enjoy what he asked for. "I... don't feel so good."
"You're probably mentally exhausted from all those stress." That was the only reason which Diana could come up with. "Here, let me."
Gently, she guided him to lay back against the pillows. Diana ran a hand across his face, caressing his cheek as she slowly sat on his cock. Kal groaned out once his dick was planted deep in her. It felt good, the warm tightness of her insides wrapped around his cock, but it didn't feel right.
He had his hands around her hips, but he didn't take control. Diana rode his cock the way she knew he loved. Her eyes stared deep into his as their noses slightly rubbed against each other's. Her hair flowed down, brushing against his shoulder blade. Their lips were so close, and Kal knew that she was waiting for him to lean forward and kiss her.
But he didn't. Instead, his hands slid down from her hips and towards her ass. He gave the soft globes a tentative squeeze. Diana responded with a pleasured gasp as she ground herself on his cock.
Diana was beautiful. Plenty of men and women lusted over her, but she was always out of their reach. Kal was one of the rare breeds who'd had the honor to see and touch her body. He used to enjoy it, his priority of taking something which other people couldn't have.
But not today.
Kal closed his eyes, furrowing his brows in frustration. Sometimes, he closed down his senses and tried to imagine Diana as Lois. It was not a secret between them. Diana had always been understanding about the issue as she knows how deeply he had grieved for his wife.
But this time, Kal wasn't imagining Lois in his mind. Instead, it was the Bat who had been appearing in his dreams recently. Kal tried to remember how it all happened in his dream. Bruce riding on top of him, his strong arms wrapped around his neck, and Kal's hands were placed on his ass. The thoughts sent shivers running through his spine, but it wasn't enough.
"I could give you so much more," the Bruce in his imagination smiled slyly as he said. "Not only a hole to fuck, Kal. I could have given you a pleasure she could never give you..."
The entire scenario changed. All of sudden, Bruce was behind him and dressed in his Bat costume. His hands roamed around Kal's chest - pinching his nipples, rubbing his abs and licking his collarbone. All of the sensations was too much, and it caused Kal to strangle out a frustrated moan.
"Four years now and you could have killed me at any time, couldn't you? But then you'd have to admit how much you want to touch me again..."
During those sinful dreams, Kal had always imagined Bruce being the submissive one. However, that didn't mean that he wouldn't allow a dominant Batman to claim him as his. If Bruce had never betrayed him, he would have allowed the human to take him and claim him as his mate...
"Kal, relax..." His voice would be deeper than Diana. His hands were bigger and rougher than hers. His insides would not be moist like Diana's cunt, but it would be tighter... and feel better than what Kal usually had.
Close your senses. Lie back. Pretend it's Bruce.
"I'll take care of you, Kal. Just relax..."
Gentle words. Loving touches.
But not Bruce's voice. Not Bruce's scent. This was not Bruce.
Everything was just a fantasy. Because the reality was too painful and sad.
With an enraged growl, Kal gripped tight on Diana's ass and started to pull her down with every harsh thrust. His sudden action surprised Diana. However, she didn't mind the rough fucking. It didn't feel like the usual gentle love making they did whenever he tried to imagine her as Lois.
It felt different. It made her feel like this belonged to her.
Diana felt her hips tighten, her thighs tense up, her toes curl, and the muscles in her lower stomach began to constrict and shiver. She was already feeling exhausted, yet Kal had her worked up. Right now, she could hardly help but be overwhelmed by him. She grabbed him, clawing his shoulders, pulling him tight to her as she clenched hard and moaned out.
"Ngggh!"
Diana could feel deep throbs pulse within her as Kal groaned out in pleasure. The stickiness leaked out over her thighs. She was still clutching against Kal, her body involuntary clenching on Kal's cock as her breaths came in ragged gasps. His breathing was slow and heavy, matching hers.
Everything was perfect. They had never embraced each other during their intimate moment. There had always been a wall between them. Now, it felt like the wall had crumbled down and Kal was finally ready to accept her...
"... Bruce..."
Kal's voice was barely audible when he murmured the name under his breath. However, Diana heard it loud and clear. Her eyes bulged in shock at the name he had just called out.
That was the last straw. Diana pushed Kal off, getting out of bed. Her eyes threatened to well up with tears as she looked at him in anger and disgust.
"When I'm out of the shower, I want you out of my sight!"
★
"When is Kal coming home?"
Barry sighed. It was a good sight to see the boy start to grow familiar with him, but this was the sixth time Bruce had asked him the same question. To be honest, it was starting to distract Barry from the paperwork he was writing. However, there was no way Barry could get angry at Bruce. The child seemed lonely and bored.
Well, who could have blamed him?
He was stuck in the office room with Barry for the whole afternoon. And although Alfred did accompany the child, he was only given three hours. It was a rule set by Kal, since he didn't want Bruce to grow too attached to the British man.
"Probably tomorrow, Bruce." The boy dropped his gaze on the floor, pouting at Barry's reply. Chuckling at the child's behaviour, Barry tousled Bruce's hair. "Hey, I know you miss him, but he had work to do. You can understand, right?"
"Yeah..."
Bruce tightened his grip on his drawing book. Today, he had drawn an amazing picture of Kal and him having fun on a big, green field filled with colorful flowers. He was excited to show it to Kal, especially since the man was very interested in the drawing he did last time.
Barry took notice of the drawing book that Bruce hid behind his back. The child had been focused on his drawing for the past thirty minutes, which was a huge relief for Barry, as he had managed to finish writing most of his paperwork. Seeing how excited the child was when he drew, Barry's curiosity raised up.
"Can I have a look of the drawing?"
Bruce, a little surprised at Barry's interest, nodded before he gave the book to the adult.
Most of the papers in the artbook had been drawn on. There are a lot of stick figure drawings where at least one stick-person was wearing a red cape with a yellow 'S' sign. Barry smiled and continued through, recognizing Superman's insignia through the doodles. But as he flipped through pages, the adult began to notice another drawing pop up a lot as well.
On the recent pieces of drawing, the scenarios were often set in places such as the playground and garden.
The arts were hinting Bruce's silent desire to go out to the outside world. Ever since the child arrived here, he had never went out. He had always been locked down in the small space which was Kal's room and the office. The mere thought made Barry feel sorry for the boy, because he did not deserve to live like a prisoner.
"Hey, Bruce..." Barry knew he shouldn't, in any way, try and oppose Kal's rule. However, Bruce was alone and bored to death. It made Barry want to desperately do something to cheer the child up. "Do you want to go out? We could go to the playground for... thirty minutes? If you want."
Bruce's eyes widened in surprise as he froze in place. To tell the truth, he had been getting a little bored of staying inside. Kal was always busy during the day so Bruce had to keep himself occupied by drawing, reading the books or playing the video games. Normally, Bruce was okay at the fact that he had to stay alone... But recently, he had been craving outdoor games. Bruce missed playing at the playground. He had been wanting to tell Kal about his temptation of going outside, but he never had the chance to do so before the man left for his three-day work trip.
"I..." Bruce started, "I want to go to the playground... a-and can I have ice-cream too?"
It was against the rules. However, seeing how excited Bruce was at his suggestion, Barry decided that it was worth it. Blame his big mouth for giving the risky suggestion. But hey, the child's happiness was worth some minor risk!
"If you want, we could get ice-cream when we arrive at the playground." Barry smiled. "But you have to promise me that this will be a secret between us, okay? You can't tell anyone, not even Kal. Or else, we could never go out together again."
Bruce hesitated a little at the request, but he nodded.
"Well then, give me a minute." Flash slipped out of the room and went back to Bruce's room, where the child's clothes were being put. Hal, who happened to be standing outside of the office and who'd overheard the little conversation between Barry and Bruce, followed his friend from the back.
The yellow lantern's eyes widened when he realized what Barry was trying to do.
"What are you trying to do, Barry?"
Barry, unfazed by Hal's arrival, continue to rummage through Bruce's closet. "Finding a change of clothes for Bruce. Preferably a shirt with a hoodie."
Instantly, Hal grasped on one of Barry's hands.
"Are you insane?!" Hal's voice was a hoarse whisper, as he were afraid that someone might hear about what Barry was trying to do. "If Lord Superman found out about this, it won't go well, Barry. Did you forget what he did to my arm?"
"Kids this age are balls of energy. Besides, it's just a walk to the park, Hal. No one would realize if none of us tells them. Right?"
Barry's sudden stare irked Hal. The yellow lantern pulled away from his friend, looking as though the other man were crazy - which, in some ways, he was!
"You expect me to help you hide the evidence? Barry! How could you?!"
Barry was losing his patience, so he brushed past Hal. He heard the yellow lantern calling, but he just headed back to his office.
"Okay... here we go, Bruce."
Barry wouldn't deny the fact that his heartbeat rapidly at the ridiculous decision he was making. He was as good as dead if Kal ever found out about this. Everyone knew that Kal was merciless towards anyone who disobeyed his rules, even if they used to be his closest friends.
"Thank you, Barry!"
However, at this very moment, when Bruce showed his gratitude with the sincerest smile, it made Barry feel that all of his efforts were worth the risks he had to face.
It made him feel like a hero again.
"You're welcome, buddy."
To be continued.