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Xander pressed his hand to his forehead and winced as total concentration took hold. “Ummmm…I can’t remember.”
Batman paused, leaving the crook he was apprehending on the ground and half accosted. “Remember what?”
“I have no idea.”
“Okay.” Batman blinked and went back to handcuffing the dastardly villain at his feet.
“So, what did he do?” Xander asked as he scratched his head and wondered why he’d bothered getting out of the Batmobile. He was sure he had something important to tell Batman.
“Robbery, arson, fraud, suspected terrorist activity – you name it. Oh, and…” Batman reached into the crook’s pocket and pulled out two liquorish ropes, “…theft. You’re going down for a long time for this, Gorgonzola.”
“Cheese?”
Batman nodded at his lover and pulled out a blindfold. At the moment the crook was face down in the dirt, but he’d have to be let up soon and there was no way Batman wanted him catching a glimpse of Xander. A thought occurred to him. “We need to get you a costume.”
Xander’s eyes widened as his smile nearly split his face in two. “Really? I get to be a sidekick?”
“Assistant,” Batman corrected.
“What, like typing and filing? I don’t know shorthand. And I can’t type – it makes me seasick.”
With the blindfold firmly attached to the squirming, grumbling mook, Batman rose to his feet and pulled the man with him. “You’ll be assisting. Like you just did.”
“You mean when I pointed to this guy when we were in the car and said that he looked suspicious? You know, what with all the running and that other man cursing and shaking his fist at him?”
“Exactly.”
“Cool! Can I wear black?”
“We’ll see.”
“Aw, that means no.”
“We’ll see.”
“Yeah, right. Oh!” Xander had a sudden thought. “Do I get a code name? Like you? And Robin? And Nightwing? And Batgirl? And Super-”
Batman glared and Xander chose his next example very carefully, “And Green Arrow? And Green Lantern?”
“I get the gist,” Batman stated with a large hand held in the air. A pigeon settled on it.
“Cool! Can I be Nighthawk?”
“No.”
“Please?” Xander begged.
“We’ll see.”
“Damn.”
There was silence for the next fifteen minutes while Xander sulked. During this time Batman drove to GCPD to drop off their catch and tried to think of a code name for Xander that wouldn’t turn him on every time he said it.
“It’s quiet,” Batman observed as he got out of the Batmobile and stared over at the Police Station.
“Oh! That’s what I meant to tell you! Alfred called on the portable Batphone while you were out kicking that guy’s ass. All the weirdoes broke out of some place called…Armadillo Asylum and now they’re all on the loose.”
Batman wilted. “I was looking forward to a night in front of the television.”
“Me too. Cuddle City.”
“I was thinking more along the lines of Screwing You Blind City.”
Xander hardened immediately. “How about a quickie?”
“No. I want to do it properly.” They hadn’t done it before, the fucking, that is. Plenty of touching, groping, sucking and writhing, but no actual penetration.
“Okay.” Xander nodded in agreement. “I definitely want the first time I feel you sliding inside me to be special. That first time that you stretch me open and fill me up with your great big…”
“Get back in the car!” Batman pointed to the vehicle and at the same time pulled out his apprehended, and still blindfolded, villain. “Go and get yourself arrested. The Station is right in front of you. Just go straight. Mind the traffic.”
Back in the car and Batman was hastily stripping off Xander’s clothes.
“But I thought… Eeep!” A gloved hand curled around his cock and Xander suddenly lost all his thoughts.
“Think you can come in twenty seconds?”
Xander gasped and nodded as the hand tightened. “No problem there.”
“Good.” Batman let go of Xander’s shaft for only a second to set the timer on his Batwatch. “Twenty seconds, then we switch.”
As the hand closed around his cock again, a very naked Xander straddled his lover and hung on for dear life.
“Three…two…one…and…”
Batman begins.
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