Typing in a swift safeguard for anyone other than herself or Bruce for using the program, Diana logged off and made her way towards Batman's bedroom.
Knocking politely, Diana heard his gruff voice.
"Who is it?"
"It's Diana, Bruce. I want you to let me in."
The door opened, Diana observing the set of Bruce's figure. Normally it would be a tad relaxed around her, but now she noticed it was a complete letting down of his guard. "Thank you Bruce. Tell me, how do you feel about me?"
"I love you Diana."
Diana inwardly squealed with delight, moving in as the door shut, leaving the two alone. "What about your mission? What about all the pain you carry? Doesn't that mean more to you than your feelings for me?"
She expected to see some flicker of his incredible willpower, to hear anything reaffirming the one roadblock to their relationship in the past, but she only heard pure love in his voice as he replied.
"You come first Diana. The mission is still important and I'm not going to admit that I'll ever be over the loss of my parents but with you I...I feel like I can start to heal."
Diana nodded at that, a warm smile lighting up her face. She could have erased the trauma from him, could have made his mission the last thing on his mind, but she still retained her moral core. To remove that part of him would be something she couldn't forgive herself for, no matter how much lust it denied her. Besides, with what she'd done to him already, she would be in charge of his mission and be the primary shield against his pain.
As any good Amazon should be with their mate, Diana thought to herself before dragging a few fingers along the crotch of his uniform.
He was instantly hard.
"You enjoy that, do you Bruce?"
"Yes."
"And you want me, right here, on your bed?"
"Yes."
A burst of super-speed later had Bruce on his back and Diana topping him. She kept her strength under control even as she started to gain what she had long desired and the final cry from her lips a good hour and countless orgasms later completely destroyed even her best fantasies of Bruce and her bedding one another.
She allowed herself forty minutes of taking in the spent scents of herself and Bruce, of his arms wrapped around her, of the near total contentment she now had before she allowed Bruce to let go of her and head towards his shift at the Monitor.
As he left, she remembered a passing comment Selina Kyle had purred at the pair during a mission together in Gotham, her loins heating at the thought of claiming the free-spirited Catwoman as the first of her female lovers.
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