Jul 7, 2019
@ablackwidowsbite | cont.
“Oh no, you can sit wherever you want.” he replied with a small chuckle.
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@ablackwidowsbite | cont.
“Oh no, you can sit wherever you want.” he replied with a small chuckle.
@ablackwidowsbite | cont.
“It would get uncomfortable if you spend all your time bent over for me.”
@spider-gwenmaxstacy | cont.
“Don’t worry, the human body has way more blood than it actually needs.” he replied calmly before walking away from the unconscious body. “We can call Gordon in after, for now we need to do this unseen.”
@vjestyca
Walking into penthouse Bruce threw his coat on one of the stools lining the kitchen island. There was a light on in the lounge, but not a single curtain was drawn, just one would give the open-floor penthouse more light than the one Wanda had one. Flipping the lightswitch off he stepped further into the penthouse he snapped his fingers. Automatically all of the curtains began to draw, letting in to early afternoon light.
“Are you not going to congratulate me, or have you only just woken up?” Bruce asked, holding a paper takeout bag in his hand.
@ablackwidowsbite | cont.
[ text ] : I have a surprising amount of free time at work. You wouldn’t believe it.
@spider-gwenmaxstacy | cont.
His name? She had already revealed her identity to him, even if it didn’t mean much to him. Prior to that he didn’t even know Gwen Stacy existed, it was just putting a name to a mask. But it was about trust, she trusted him enough to show him who was under the mask, and now here she was, straddling him with his hands on her arse and tongue down her throat. He could hardly blame her for wanting to know who Batman was, and he trusted her too. So why not show it.
Reluctantly, he pried his hands from her body to reach up behind his head. As the pieces of his cowl seperated and opened up he pulled the armoured helm from his head, revealing his face to her.
“Bruce.”
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