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[wisdomsage]

It had been a while since Leonard had disappeared, and a while longer still since Zelda had given birth to the son she'd named for her two dearest friends. Wes was with one of his namesakes at the moment, Mr. Gibson, and Zelda was left to her own devices for the first night in a long time. She needed more than what she had; while her friends were

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[ideal_guardian]

Bruce was sleeping more soundly lately, things with Speirs had settled into a comfortable rhythm. Three or four times a week they'd get toghether, yell at one another, have really good sex and occasionally fall asleep together. They'd managed a few, short, civil conversations. They were getting better, even if Bruce didn't let himself that they had anything beyond a very...odd friendship. Speirs was fairly obviously thinking of someone else occasionally, and he'd occasionally even admit to himself that he didn't want something complicated

[wisdomsage]

Zelda nodded, but in lieu of words she reached up to grip Bruce's shoulders, rising on her tip-toes to press a kiss against his lips. He would be shocked, most likely, and she wouldn't be surprised if he pushed her away. That was as much as she would have deserved, after all.

But, if he didn't push her away, it would be an escape from the banality that had become her life over the past months. She did nothing but rise, care for her child, and go through her days a mere shadow of the woman she'd been when Leonard had been a part of her life.

"Bruce," she whimpered softly, fingertips brushing against his cheek. "Please."

[ideal_guardian]

Ooooooh my. That was just. That was just. Oh fuck.

Bruce was startled, by the uncharacteristically short dress and the plea...and dear god, the press of her lips against his and her hands on him like that. He'd imagined it a hundred times of course, dreamed about it, because Zelda was one of the most beautiful women he'd ever met. And she was always nice and the most endearing person in his life. She was off limits though, because of Leonard...and because of Leonard and being vulnerable.

He started to reach for her, but stopped himself, fingers curling as he tensed. His breath having gotten deeper and his voice a touch rougher. "Zelda. I-" He swallowed. "You're so- but Leonard?" He couldn't stop his eyes from wandering down her body though, down that entirely to revealing cocktail dress.

And fuck. Speirs hadn't been doing wonders for him, getting him in touch with his own desire like this.

[wisdomsage]

"He's gone," she said softly. Her voice was hollow and broken and she wanted nothing more than to collapse in his arms and cry. Of course, crying would make Bruce stop and she needed this more than she needed air at the moment. She needed to be desired again.

"Do this for me? I need...I need to be wanted again," she said, finally voicing her fear. "I need you to want me."