An Innocent Cicisbeo (5/5)

[mithen]

Title: An Innocent Cicisbeo (5/5)
Characters: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne; Wonder Woman, Alfred Pennyworth
Fandom: DC Comics
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Rating: R
Word Count: 3800
Summary: Kal Starr has a sudden and unexpected visitor--secrets are brought to light and much is untangled.
Notes: Written for the Unconventional Courtship challenge, and based on

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[ilovetobefree]

He paused just once, as he spotted the window of Kal Starr's room, filled with golden lamplight, in the distance. Then he turned away and kept going. That time was over. He would find the elusive Clark Kent when Cobblepot was defeated, would make amends. But he would not be seeing Kal again.
Oh Bruce. *hugs him*

“It’s a trap!” yelled the boy. “Run, get away!”
Oh no!

He would never find Clark Kent and apologize.
He would never see Kal again.
Oh my…

There was a familiar window in his vision, a golden square in the gaping night.
Beyond thought, beyond hope, he fell toward it.
YES!

Clark glanced at the bloodstained piece of paper, then shoved it at him, barking, ”Get this to Princess Diana at once! It’s of the utmost importance, man!”
Good.

Bruce shoved at him feebly. “Damn you--save the children! There’s no time.”
Clark smiled down at him. “I’m faster than you think.”
He is. :)

If you had asked the children, you would have heard a different story, one with notably fewer demons and fiends. “He had the kindest voice,” said Stephanie. “She picked me up so gentle, it didn’t even hurt my busted leg,” said Timmy. “Angels,” said little Cassandra, a girl of few words.
<33

“Very long jumping,” Bruce echoed. He closed his eyes and took a careful breath. “And I was worried.” Another breath. “That you’d get hurt.” He almost smiled. “Idiot.”
:)

Bruce sighed at the touch of his lips against his fingers. “Kal,” he whispered. “Beautiful, brave, beloved one.”
Unable to resist any longer, Kal bent down and kissed him.
AWWWW!

Kal didn’t know whether to laugh or weep. He heard himself make a strangled noise. “Oh Bruce,” he choked. “He’ll never let you annul your marriage.”
:)

“Clark,” he whispered, and Kal closed his eyes at hearing his name spoken for the first time in four years, spoken with such love and longing. “Clark?”
He took a long breath, opened his eyes once more. Bruce’s eyes were full of wonder, his face framed by dark curls; he looked suddenly like the boy in the locket, loved and loving.
“Good morrow, my husband,” whispered Clark Kent.
Loved it so much! :)

She rolled her eyes as Steph spotted Bruce and Clark at the top of the hill and broke off to wave;
:lol

“I think…” Bruce said between kisses, “That considering we’ve been married for more than four years...it’s high time...we consummated our union.”
True, it’s time! :)

“An notorious rake and a male courtesan, and we’re both utterly inexperienced! This is a tragedy, my husband. A tragedy. Shall we--shall we go back and ask Alfred for advice?”
:D :D

When, in later years, people asked them how long they’d been married, Clark and Bruce always dated the beginning of their marriage from that day in the gazebo: the sound of the sea all around them, the warm knowledge of their strange patchwork family waiting for them, their bodies entwined, at one at last.
Perfect!

AWWW! Such an amazing end of this wonderful story! They two are just such a great couple. LOVED IT! And YAY for those saved kids living in the Wayne Manor now. Conner and Tim together, Jason reading Pride and Prejudice - WOW, Dick and Karen studying French and Cass chasing a rabbit- lol. They were all so happy! :D
Thank you so much for sharing it. :)

[mithen]

Oh Bruce. *hugs him*

Poor Bruce! He was pretty "bad" (romance-hero-bad) in this series, so he had to suffer a bit. :)

And awwww, I'm so glad you liked that moment of realization! I'm never able to resist moments of ambiguous language like that "He'll never let you go." :)

And writing ALL THE KIDS being happy in their new home, and Bruce and Clark being like "Well, I guess we have a family!" was so much fun! I'm glad you liked it too! *dances*