Batman: Bracelet

BATMAN: BRACELET

Two days had passed before Helena finally saw Bruce. She was sitting up in bed recuperating from her injuries and reading a book at Wayne Manor when he entered the guest room without knocking.


He was dressed from head to toe in black. With a large loose black button up shirt that hung out of his pants, black slacks and black loafers. She noticed that he wore no sox. To her he looked more sinister than if he had been dressed up as Batman. Actually he looked more sinister because at least when he wore the cowl she couldn’t see the anger in his cold blue eyes. Sometimes she was positive if she had not known better. She would have sworn he didn’t have a soul.

He walked further inside the room, allowing the door to close behind him. He tossed a black box he was holding casually on to her lap. Without opening it she knew what it held. The bracelet with the tracking device he had given her. She put down the book she had been reading and picked up the box.

“I gave that to you for a reason Huntress,” he growled, “Why didn’t you use it?”
“Well good morning to you too,” she snapped. This was not the way she wanted to start the day. But if he insisted on being unpleasant and nasty she could do the same thing.
“I asked you a question Helena,” he snapped his voice rising,” Why the hell didn’t you use it to call me?”
“Obviously, because I wasn’t wearing it.”
“Why not?” he demanded, “What the hell else were you planning on doing if you got into trouble?”
“The same thing as I’ve always done.”
“If Steinz hadn’t been a sadist and injected you with those poisons to watch you die slowly…Checkmate would have killed you outright. If I hadn’t been there Helena…”
“But you were,” she interrupted, “Which I’m eternally grateful for.”
“Why weren’t you wearing it?” he repeated.
“I took it off.”
“Why? I gave it to you so you could call for help in case you got into trouble.”
“I asked you for help once,” she replied, “And you turned me down. After that I really saw no reason to wear it ever again.”
“What?” Bruce asked shocked,” When?”
“That night at Selena Kyle’s,” she said, “I asked to borrow some equipment. You told me no. Not only that when I reminded you that I needed it to help you fight your war on crime. And you told me that it was your war on crime and that you didn’t need me to fight it. After that…I decided that I would never ask you for help again.”
“Helena that was different. You were in an emergency situation at Checkmate.”
“So how am I to know when you’ll give me your help or not?”
Bruce sat down beside her on the bed and took the box from her hands. He held it up to her face.
“I want you to put this back on and to never take it off. If you get into trouble again I want you to use it to call me.”
“No.” she said stubbornly,” I don’t want your help. I don’t need your help. Not considering the way that you’ve treated me.”
“Don’t be stupid Helena. If you’re going to be out there you’ll need back up from time to time.”
“I’m not part of your team remember? You made that amply clear weeks ago. I got along fine before I got involved with you. I’ll do the same right now.”

“Why should I let you in my team when you can’t even follow simple directions?” Bruce regretted the words almost as soon as they were out of his mouth.
Helena smiled ruefully.
“So we’re back to that again huh? It’s what it’s always been about. Offir Berger and what I did. Just in case you’ve forgotten Bruce. I did it at your behest.”
“I didn’t tell you to sleep with him!” Bruce shouted.
“I did what I had to do,” she replied, “The drug is off the streets. The Bergers and their gang are in jail. You got justice. I thought you would be happy. I guess you are with everyone but me that is. But what the hell else is new? Cripes was I a fool to take you seriously.”
“Put the bracelet on Helena,” he said his voice becoming ragged, “Or I absolve myself as to whatever happens to you in the future.”
“You already have,” she replied. But to her surprise Bruce grasped her around the neck, leaned in and kissed her deeply. It was a kiss filled with rage, desire and longing. Without even a moments hesitation Helena wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. They stayed locked like that for several minutes until Helena broke away, climbing up on to her knees straddling his lap. He pushed her nightdress over her head and flung it across the room. He then turned his attention to her firm pointed breasts, licking the dark aureole until her nipples where hard as diamonds. She clung to him.

“No..no,” she whispered almost desperately. She took him by the shoulders and pushed him back down onto the bed, so that he was lying on his back. Her legs straddling either side of his body. She leaned over, naked and kissed him deeply. She could feel his strong hands going for her breasts once again massaging them. Helena pulled back and began to fumble with the buttons on his shirt but the material was too stiff and the buttons too small and in impatience and frustration she ripped it down the middle. Buttons went flying all over the room. Bruce lifted his head in surprise at what she had done. But Helena didn’t stop what she was doing. She marveled at his smooth sculpted torso and then began stroking his powerful chest and his chiseled abdominals. She then began to lick her way slowly and tantalizingly down his body starting at his adams apple and making her way down his body. She spent several moments licking each of his nipples and was rewarded with a groan of pleasure from him. She continued her descent downwards dipping her tongue in his navel. She stroked his cock through his pants…she could feel that he was already as hard as steel. She lowered her head and began to gently nip and bite the front of his pants.
“Helena…Huntress..” he murmured above her, “I’ve missed you…”

She bent her head undid the top button of his pants with her teeth, then his zipper. She folded them back to find his white boxers. She climbed down off the bed and knelt down between his legs and pulled down his pants and his boxers until they were around his ankles. His full eight inches rose gracefully up before her. Smiling Helena grasped the base of his cock and wrapped her fore finger and thumb around the holding it in place. Slowly at first but then began to lick at the head. Licking the drop of pre-cum that collected there. She felt the bed creak as Bruce raised himself up on to his elbows to watch her intently, pulling back her hair so that he could watch. She then spent several minutes lazily twirling her tongue around the stem before swallowing in earnest. It was wonderful she thought, partaking of him like this. Pleasuring him like this… She continued for several more minutes until she felt him stiffen beneath her signaling that he was about to come, she pulled back and raised her head. Bruce’s eyes were glazed over with lust. He looked at her confused when she stopped.

“Not yet.” She said. Bruce nodded. He got up off the bed kicking his pants and boxers to one side and throwing off his shirt.

“My turn,” he growled pulling her to her feet and laying her down on the bed. He then began to rain slow sensuous kisses along her muscular but still very feminine body. He spent special attention to her firm high breasts licking around her nipples but not touching them. He then began to travel further down her body. Kneeling on the floor before her pulled her towards him until her legs hung over his back. With his fingers he separated her vaginal lips and pulled down the hood of skin surrounding her clitoris. Using the flat of his tongue he began to lick one side of her exposed flesh, then the other. With his free hand he began to massage her pelvis area. With each stroke of his tongue he could feel her clitoris becoming more and more swollen. Until he felt her climax. She pulled at his thick black hair.


Bruce rose to his feet, tall and magnificent. It wasn’t that she hadn’t been with tall well built men before. It was just that this one was different. Bruce Wayne—Batman just had an appeal that went far beyond simply being a good looking man. He had a presence and an animal magnetisms that drew others to him. It was why the Justice League turned to him time and time again for advice. It was why every woman in the super hero community wanted him in her bed. It was why many women in Gotham City left their window open at night hopping that he would visit. But most of all it was why she loved him. And it was why she had to walk away from him. For her own good.

Helena adjusted herself so that she lay down in the middle of the bed and extended a hand to him. He took it and positioned himself on top of her thighs fitting snugly between hers. She arched her back as he began to enter her. He then rested his upper body on elbows and looked deeply into her eyes. He began stroking her raven black hair. He began to kiss her face tenderly. Her forehead, her eyes, her nose, her cheeks. It always amazed her that for a man who could be so cold and so selfish the amount of time he spent in foreplay. He never rushed to his own pleasure, but always made certain that she enjoyed it too. Even after the adrenaline of a criminal chase, when she would be so over come that she would drag him off to a secluded corner---falling to her knees before him, to partake of him—because she wanted to. He would make sure to reciprocate later. She wasn’t sure whether or not it was because the nature of his competitive spirit not to be out done. Or because he actually wanted her as much as she wanted him.


He bent his head and kissed her deeply as he began to slowly move his hips in circles.
“Bruce…Batman..”She said between kisses.,”My God I’ve missed you..Missed you…so much… You saved my life and I love you.”

At this the expression on his face changed from one of tenderness to his customary scowl.
He looked at her almost as if he did not believe her, Almost as if to wonder if she loved him then why did she sleep with another man? At this he began to thrust harder…almost savagely. Helena understanding where it came from was not turned off, she knew where it was coming from and it signified that she still meant something to him. She raised up her backside to make sure that her clitoris rubbed against his penis. Bruce raised himself up onto his hands and raised torso up off of hers so that he could watch himself thrust into her over and over again. Helena took the opportunity to slide her right hand between her legs, parting her vaginal lips and began to rub her clitoris, in time with his thrusts until she reached orgasm. She then took her hand which were thick with her juices and placed them over Bruce’s lips. He opened his mouth and sucked on them. He bent his head once again and kissed her. Almost abruptly he stopped and pulled out of her.

“What?” she began confused.
“Turn over and get on your knees,” he commanded in voice that brooked no argument. Obediently Helena turned over onto her stomach and got on all fours.
She felt him grab her shapely hips and slide his huge cock into her.
Once again he began to thrust.

“Did you enjoy this as much with him? Did he make you scream the way that I did? Did he make you come multiple times? Did he Helena? Did he? Answer me!”
“No,” she barely replied, the pleasure was so intense.
“Louder! I can’t hear you!” he snapped.
“No,” she said louder.
“No what?”
“No he didn’t do me like you did?” In fact Offir Berger had never done her period. But even if he had she was sure it would never be as good as this.
He bent over covering her back with his body, she could feel him biting and nipping at her ear.
“I’m the best?” he asked licking the inside of her ear.
“Yeah..yes…oh God…” she hissed as the orgasm hit her. But it did not slow him down. He kept pounding into her with hard brutal strokes his balls slapping against the back of her legs.
“Yes what?” Bruce demanded.
“You’re the best lover I’ve ever had.”
“And you love only me?” the question was almost a plea.
“Yes only you…I love only you….” The third orgasm hit her causing her to cry out. And Bruce slammed himself into her burying himself, his whole body shaking as his orgasm over took him. Until Bruce released his grip on her hips, collapsed onto the mattress and rolled over on to his back-- breathing heavily. Helena lay on top of him, her face buried against his chest. Both of their bodies were covered in a thin sheen of sweat. Bruce reached up and stroked her hair. They lay like this for several moments before Bruce began to slide away from underneath her, pushing her away and rising to his feet.

God he was magnificent she said looking at his naked chiseled body. He was a god and she had given it all up….

He reached for his discarded under wear and pants and began to pull them on. He could barely look at her.
“That was a mistake…”he mumbled.
“It was consensual,” she said calmly sitting up, “We both wanted it to happen.”
“Well it shouldn’t have,” he replied reaching for his shirt. He looked at the rips in annoyance and slipped it on anyway, ”We’re over.”
Helena still naked rose to her feet and walked over to him. She could see his eyes cloud over with desire momentarily once again.
“This proves that’s not quite the case”, she said softly placing her hands over his rock hard pectorals. His skin was still hot to the touch.
“It was nothing but raw lust.”
“Maybe,” she replied, ”Maybe not.”
“I can’t forget what you did Huntress.”
“It was at your behest.”
“I didn’t ask you to sleep with him,” he growled,” In fact I asked you to back off.”
“I did what needed to be done,” she replied.
“I was completely faithful to you the whole time.”
“Yeah and look how fast you picked up with Selina Kyle after you ended it,” she shook her head in disbelief, “I hope you enjoyed the sex.” She turned away from him, but he grabbed her by the arm in an iron grip and turned her around to face him. The expression on his face was like granite. He then took her face between both of his large hands and kissed her passionately. Then pulling back he pressed his forehead to hers and said in an almost chilling whisper:
”Put on the bracelet Helena. Or I’m not responsible for what happens to you.” He then pushed her away and turned on his heel and went out the door.