The exorcism of Lady M A BatFlash fic shared

Bruce sighed, moving his hand on Wally's shoulder before crouching to be eye level with the speedster.

"I know, but just no even if no one else cares, I do."

Wally looked into those deep blue eyes. He felt his heart leap for joy. His lips started to curl up in a smile. He felt himself getting lost in Bruces eyes, finding it hard to look away. "T-thanks..." He managed to stutter out.

"There's nothing to be thankful for, except maybe you." Bruce blinked, being pulled into Wally's eyes. He never really noticed how... pretty the man's eyes were.

Wally didn't realy notice it, but he was slowly leaning forward. Lost into the others eyes. His heart started bounding in his chest.

Bruce felt himself leaning forward before he saw Wally shut his eyes. He knew how loud his heart probably sounded but he suddenly just wanted those lips for himself. He pushed forward, brushing his lips against the slightly chapped ones. He felt a shiver roll down his spine like a bolt of lightning.

Wally closed his eyes, suddenly feeling Bruces lips smash against his. He opened his eyes in surprise, only to let them flutter close again. He responded to the kiss, parting his lips slightly.

Bruce's hand slid behind Wally's grab, grabbing the base of his neck to hold him in position as Bruce used his tongue to part Wally's mouth a bit more to taste the younger man. It tasted exactly how Bruce thought it would.

OOC: XD how do I taste lover?

Wally felt the older man enter his mouth, allowing him more room. He used his tongue to greet Bruces. The older man tasted as manly as he looked. He let out a little moan into the other mans mouth.

Bruce quickly used his tongue to subdue Wally's own to take dominance in their mouths. He let another shiver roll down his back as Wally moaned into his mouth.

By God the man tasted like pizza and sugar. A weird combination that tasted so perfect in the younger man's mouth.

OOC: XD I was so sure it was puke


Wally let Bruce take control, gladly being the submissive one. He felt his hearbeat quicken, and his face flushing. He brought his hand up to caress Bruces cheek gently.

Bruce felt the hand, took his tongue back. He stared at Wally's flushed, freckled cheeks trying not to feel the feelings he suddenly felt coursing through his veins.

"I'm sorry." Bruce said breathlessly, trying to regain his composure. He was failing miserably.

OOC: Ya nasty

He looked at Bruce confused. Why did he stop? Did he do something wrong? He tried to gain the usage of his voice. "Did I do something wrong?" He asked looking up into the mans eyes.

OOC: XD well that, but pizza and sugar work too ^^

"...You're married Wally, this isn't right." Bruce slowly removed his hand from Wally's hair. His body fought with his brain. Bruce's body wanted more but Bruce's brain knew it was wrong.

Maybe that's what made this so great in the first place.

Wally looked at Bruce for a while before the words clicked. His eyes widened as he quickly slapped his hand to his mouth. "Oh my God you are right!!!!" He exclaimed in panic. He suddenly saw Dinah in his head, making him hyperventilate. "I'm... sorry..." How could he forget!! The ring was right there in his finger. He felt so embarassed now.

Bruce felt his throat dry out to the point where he couldn't even talk to say it was his fault. Bruce did the only think he could think of doing his stood up, leaning back on the counter.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that." Bruce's voice sounded forced. He wasn't sorry. He wanted to do that more actually.

Wally tried to calm down, his breathing getting painfull now. "No... I'm the... one who's.... ma- married...." He stuttered. He had liked it, and that made him feel even more guilty.

"I should've told you before this." Bruce started, "I've... held feelings for you for a while, but I've always been the best friend's parent. It was wrong, I'm... truly sorry." Bruce's voice sounded a bit more open, less guarded but the emotional pain was there like it had never been before.

Wally looked at Bruce. He stopped breathing. The hyperventilating stopping like hitting a wall. He was surprised by the confession. Flattered ofcourse, and felt really dense too. Why hadn't he noticed it before? "And I've always been acting like a fool to get your attention." He said blushing as he lowered his gaze.

"You received it." Bruce said a bit... breathlessly. Was Wally now coming out with these feelings? It was almost a little insulting.

Wally felt embarassed. He really didn't know how to feel. He wanted it so bad, but he couldn't cheat on Dinah either. He felt torn. That Bruce had feelings for him made it even more confusing now that he was recognizing his own feelings. Wally grabbed his head between his hands, bashing it against the table. "My God!! What the heck is wrong with me!!!"

Bruce moved in a moment, grabbing Wally and pulling him into his self trying to stop the man from hurting himself. He could feel the man's erratic heartbeat thudding into his chest as his own heart started to beat faster.

"Calm down, Wallace." Bruce tried to command the young man like he did Dick, hoping that he would calm down.

Wally felt Bruce's arms around him, he was pulled against the older mans chest. He could feel himself calm down hearing his heartbeat.

"Are you happy?" Bruce whispered, holding on to the fragile man. He just needed to know Wally was happy and he'd leave the kid alone.

Wally frowned, gribbing tighter on the other mans shirt, not wanting to let go. He didn't know how or even what to answer. Was he happy that the woman he loved had been raped and that the unborn child that he had thought was his wasn't anymore. Was he happy about killing that man. If happines was this pain he was feeling over all of it then no, he wasn't happy. He shook his head against Bruce's chest.

Bruce held Wally to his chest, moving his arms in a circular pattern on his back. He wasn't entirely sure what to do in the situation, he was going off of basic instinct at this point. He didn't speak, for he was at a loss of words. He couldn't begin to understand how the man that practically made his life worth living, besides Dick, be unhappy.