<div class="floatleft">(https://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2014/10/02/1412226593881_Image_galleryImage_Ben_Affleck_was_spotted_w.JPG)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Bruce Wayne<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Wednesday the 1st of May 2019<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Upstate Gotham Wayne Manor, The boathouse by the lake<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured Above<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Diana Prince<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>There had been others, girls and women who Bruce tangled with and gotten personally involved with. She was the first “good girl” he fell for. Talia and Selina were bad as they came (though with Selina it was more shades of gray) that was who he classified as his “type”. Bad meant that things were simple between them, almost what you would call transactional. It allowed him a certain chance to keep things at a distance. He didn’t realize that back then of course. No that was the sort of knowledge that only seemed to come with old age.<br/><br/>Old age and old scars.<br/><br/>He had plenty of scars, his body told the tale of a warrior. The Amazonians would have had a name for him. If they were back in the time before they retreated to the island he would have been breeding stock.<br/><br/>Not that she was supposed to know that!<br/><br/>It was there in the lore though, if one looked hard enough. Amazonians were bred from only the finest warriors and warrior women. To prove yourself in battle was to prove yourself worthy of sharing the bed. Bruce had over proved in many ways, which meant he would have been hotly contested in the days of old.<br/><br/>Course that was another time and age for the Amazons. There hadn’t been a baby born since Diana and she was… well a special case. A case that was more destiny than anything else. It was up to her to decide to follow those traditions or not. Either way, if she was looking for a man worthy of her.<br/><br/>There was no need to look any further.<br/><br/>He groaned when she admitted to touching herself to him. “I’ve…” Bruce paused as he to recovered from the kiss. The damn kiss that rocked his entire body. The kiss that set his soul aflame! “I’ve been wanting to do that for a very long time. You’re not the only one who’s been crazy with need for you.” He admitted to her.<br/><br/>He took both her hands and began pulling her to the bedroom. “Come on my love,” He told her his lips parting with need as he looked her in the eye. “I’ve been waiting long enough for you… and you’ve been waiting long for me to.”<br/><br/>His bedroom was already prepared for the two of them. Candles lit, her favorite flowers on the bed, and a bottle of wine waiting and chilled. When they came in he moved away and reached for the hem of his black turtle neck. There was a bit of a wince as one of his earlier injuries got the better of him and he worked to tug it off.