Five times Batman covers Gordon with his cape...One
Title: Five times Batman covers Gordon with his cape and one time he doesn’t have to
Author: Delorita
Pairing: Jim/Bruce
Rating: PG13 for this part
Word Count: 549
A/N: I am writing this for a prompt at TDKR_KINK. I thought you might like it too :D Sorry the first piece is so short. Not betaed yet. All mistakes are mine.
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„Commissioner.“
Jim turns in utter shock when he hears that voice in the darkness of the abandoned warehouse where he’d searched for hiding criminals all on his own.
The black shadow he sees leaning into the wall has the shape of a friend he said farewell to months ago, in fact, almost a decade ago.
Gordon shakes his head in disbelieve and continues to look for signs of escaped prisoners on the ground. His mind must play tricks on him.
“Gordon.”
Jim stands in the blink of an eye, weapon at the ready, flash light shining into the darkness.
But the voice that had been in front of him, is now at his ear, a hand on his shoulder.
“No one must know.”
Gordon turns and staggers backwards, almost stumbling across a stone on the floor, “You’re dead!”
The dark figure shakes its head.
“We buried you.” Gordon murmurs, “kind of.”
“I was able to escape the blast.” The deep voice says, then Batman adds in a completely different voice, “I’ve gone into hiding.”
“Fuck.” Gordon can’t stop the outburst when Batman suddenly uses the voice of the man who’s actually behind the cowl and body armour.
“This is…this is…” Gordon is completely lost for words and sits on the stone he stumbled over mere seconds before.
“I’m sorry.” The dark figure says.
“Will you…just give me a moment here, please.” Gordon takes his glasses off and counts to ten, taking several deep breaths.
Batman continues to tower over him, arms crossed over his chest, ears alert. But no dangerous sound is coming their way. He had seen to that an hour earlier.
Suddenly Gordon stands and steps right into the Bat’s personal space, poking him into his chest armour.
“Don’t do this to me anymore!” Jim’s very angry voice is piercing through Bruce’s whole being. “Decades ago you come to me, want to fight the mob with me, we become allies.” Jim starts to walk around Batman in the darkness, his steps sure now, more confident once the anger comes out. “We succeed. We become friends.” Jim puts his glasses on again and stars straight into the dark eyes he can barely see. “Or at least I thought we are friends.” He swallows. “Then you disappear for years, leave me alone to work with a lie, leave me alone while my family leaves me too…” Jim’s voice is husky with emotion.
The Bat stands like rooted to the ground.
“Then you decide to come back, out of the blue!” Gordon’s breath hitches, “You disappear yet againfor months only to briefly rise and shine and sacrifice yourself for us to burry you…and don’t think I didn’t know all those years who you really were, I’m a - ”
Gordon is cut of from his triad with the most unexpected action he’d awaited from Batman/Bruce Wayne, ever.
He gets kissed.
Hard, deep, possessive.
His face is cradled into those gloved hands and he’s kissed until his senses are fading.
At first he briefly struggles because of the shock, but then he grabs Batman around the neck of the cowl and kisses him back just as furious.
The black cape surrounds them like big wings of a dark angel, protecting them against the cold.
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Author: Delorita
Pairing: Jim/Bruce
Rating: PG13 for this part
Word Count: 549
A/N: I am writing this for a prompt at TDKR_KINK. I thought you might like it too :D Sorry the first piece is so short. Not betaed yet. All mistakes are mine.
O N E
„Commissioner.“
Jim turns in utter shock when he hears that voice in the darkness of the abandoned warehouse where he’d searched for hiding criminals all on his own.
The black shadow he sees leaning into the wall has the shape of a friend he said farewell to months ago, in fact, almost a decade ago.
Gordon shakes his head in disbelieve and continues to look for signs of escaped prisoners on the ground. His mind must play tricks on him.
“Gordon.”
Jim stands in the blink of an eye, weapon at the ready, flash light shining into the darkness.
But the voice that had been in front of him, is now at his ear, a hand on his shoulder.
“No one must know.”
Gordon turns and staggers backwards, almost stumbling across a stone on the floor, “You’re dead!”
The dark figure shakes its head.
“We buried you.” Gordon murmurs, “kind of.”
“I was able to escape the blast.” The deep voice says, then Batman adds in a completely different voice, “I’ve gone into hiding.”
“Fuck.” Gordon can’t stop the outburst when Batman suddenly uses the voice of the man who’s actually behind the cowl and body armour.
“This is…this is…” Gordon is completely lost for words and sits on the stone he stumbled over mere seconds before.
“I’m sorry.” The dark figure says.
“Will you…just give me a moment here, please.” Gordon takes his glasses off and counts to ten, taking several deep breaths.
Batman continues to tower over him, arms crossed over his chest, ears alert. But no dangerous sound is coming their way. He had seen to that an hour earlier.
Suddenly Gordon stands and steps right into the Bat’s personal space, poking him into his chest armour.
“Don’t do this to me anymore!” Jim’s very angry voice is piercing through Bruce’s whole being. “Decades ago you come to me, want to fight the mob with me, we become allies.” Jim starts to walk around Batman in the darkness, his steps sure now, more confident once the anger comes out. “We succeed. We become friends.” Jim puts his glasses on again and stars straight into the dark eyes he can barely see. “Or at least I thought we are friends.” He swallows. “Then you disappear for years, leave me alone to work with a lie, leave me alone while my family leaves me too…” Jim’s voice is husky with emotion.
The Bat stands like rooted to the ground.
“Then you decide to come back, out of the blue!” Gordon’s breath hitches, “You disappear yet againfor months only to briefly rise and shine and sacrifice yourself for us to burry you…and don’t think I didn’t know all those years who you really were, I’m a - ”
Gordon is cut of from his triad with the most unexpected action he’d awaited from Batman/Bruce Wayne, ever.
He gets kissed.
Hard, deep, possessive.
His face is cradled into those gloved hands and he’s kissed until his senses are fading.
At first he briefly struggles because of the shock, but then he grabs Batman around the neck of the cowl and kisses him back just as furious.
The black cape surrounds them like big wings of a dark angel, protecting them against the cold.
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