Justice League Porn Story: The Enemy of My Enemy Chapter 8
The Enemy of My Enemy
By: Rachyzord
[ Rated PG for violence ]
C H A P T E R . E I G H T
“You wouldn’t rather destroy a robot likeness of me?” Batman scowled a little.
“No.”
His head cocked. “Why do you want us to have sex?”
“Because. I would like to experience it, as I haven’t yet. And I feel that you’re the best candidate.”
“How romantic. Is this why you’ve been so kind and genial toward me?”
“I have seen that romance isn’t a prerequisite for sex in this world and you yourself seem to take many lovers you are not interested in long-term commitments with. I will simply be another girl in your long list of girls, which is what you have made clear you want our relationship to remain as. And that is fine with me.”
He sighed and leaned back in his chair. “You can’t honestly expect to come in here, insult me, and then have me take you to bed.”
“A bed isn’t required.” she moved closer.
He stared her down. “No Diana. You’re not going to insult me time and time again and then get what you want.”
She froze and scowled “Fine. If you will not, I will find someone else.”
He shook his head. “You do whatever you have to do. But you’ll regret it.”
“I see no reason why I would. It’s not as though I have anyone else who’s interested.”
“You’ll see it after it’s too late. Trust me.”
“I use to.” she hit the teleporter button, reappearing back on the Watchtower.
He merely shook his head and stared at the spot where she had been standing.
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Diana paced in her quarters, feeling foolish and angry. Kal was right, I have lost my focus. I’m suppose to be a beacon of truth, peace and love. But lately I don’t even know what the truth is, I don’t feel at peace and I’m certainly not having any luck on the love front. I don’t even know how I feel anymore, except frustrated and lonely. I miss the guidance of mother and my sisters.
She sighed deeply. I don’t feel like I belong here anymore. And it doesn’t seem like they need me. Isn’t there a saying here about a third wheel? Or fourth wheel? I can’t remember but I sure feel like that lately. I am who I am and they refuse to accept me as such, and I won’t give up my ideals just to placate them. Amazons train. We spar. We fight. We are warriors born. Why is that so terrible? At least Luthor seems to accept me as I am. Hera, I have no idea where that came from. But is it so awful Diana? He’s listened to what I’ve had to say without judgment and isn’t intimidated by me as so many men are. He seems to see me as a person instead of simply Wonder Woman or an Amazon. She brushed her fingers over her lasso idly. More than I can say for certain other men who only see Wonder Woman and take her for granted. Her eyes flickered as she uncovered the truths within herself slowly. Is that what this is about Diana?Feeling taken for granted? She considered that notion for a moment. I suppose it is. I don’t want praise or tribute, but why is everyone else allowed to have a life away from the League, except me? No one questions when Clark wants to go on a date with Lois or Bruce wants to date his flavor-of-the-week. Or how John and Shayera nearly live in each other’s quarters. But if I try to expand my horizons it becomes a priority alert.
She was thankful when Thursday rolled around and she found him at the booth. She didn’t even waste time on greetings, just slid into the booth with the question What’s wrong with me?
“I don’t even know where to begin that” Luthor said with a smirk. “What are you basing that on?”
“I tried your direct approach.”
“Batman didn’t go for it?”
She should care that he’d figured it out on his own but he’d figured it out on his own and so it seemed fair. “No.”
He shook his head. “And I thought he was intelligent.”
Diana saw that he was already finished his food. She had hovered in her room until everyone was ensconced for the morning meeting and run late. “Let’s walk this time.”
He eyed her. “You want to go for a walk?”
“Yes. With you.”
He slapped down some money and stood up. “Alright. Let’s take a walk.”
“It’s your city and I understand you probably have some reservations about this. So you lead.”
“I don’t have any reservations… I’m merely confused is all.”
They stepped out of the cafe and she looked to the left and then right. “Is there a park nearby?”
“Of course. Follow me” he said, leading her down road to the left. A few twists and turns and five minutes later, they arrived at the entrance of a large park. “Metropolis Gardens.”
She moved in and found a bench a bit aways from the playground and sat down with a smile.
“This park has been here for twenty years, thanks to some donations from yours truly.”
She glanced up at him and then back to the playground of laughing and yelling children. “It seems to be appreciated.”
He looked around and sat down on the other end of the bench. “Again. I want Metropolis to be a city where people want to come to live.”
“I would. It’s peaceful here.” she stared at the playground “There’s no children on Themysicra.”
“Do other Amazons know about children?”
“I think so. We just never talked about it. And I guess none desire them. Or make that public knowledge.”
He nodded. “Even if the desire was there, it’d be difficult on an island with no men.”
“Exactly. Why torture ourselves with what we can’t have?”
“I should ask you the same thing about your relationship troubles.”
“You and I both I suppose. I’ve spent hours in thought, even more in prayer, even used the lasso on myself. I don’t know why I’m doing it. But, I think after the ‘direct approach’ failure…I think it’s over and I can move on.”
“I would say that’s a safe estimate after four years. Although I do admire your tenacity.”
She flushed a little. “Relationships are a new thing for me and I seem to have picked the wrong person to start with.”
“Then perhaps you should try someone else.”
“Maybe. People have been trying to pair me with Superman for years. He’d be even less inclined than Batman. Team dynamics, proper coworker ethics.” She wasn’t sure how much Luthor knew about Clark so she kept it generalized.
“He does seem a bit of the boy scout type doesn’t he.”
“Maybe there’s something to be said for being ‘married to one’s work’.” she gave a wry smile.
“There’s married to one’s work, and infatuated by one’s work.”
“I enjoy work. I like helping people. But I don’t believe that we need to sacrifice our own every day lives to do that, like so many heroes do. We’re still people.”
He nodded “I agree. But once it’s been established that you will help people, they’ll keep coming back to you for help with everything.”
Her eyes dropped to her gauntlets. “Believe me, I understand servitude better than you would probably believe. I still believe work has a place and life has a place. It’s too short, too precious, to not experience each day as if it were your last. You’ve seen how fast the tides can change.”
He nodded, sensing something deeper with her first comment but decided not to press. “Do you view me as a normal person?”
“Yes.”
“I meant when the Justice League was hounding me. Did you think that I was a normal person and did normal things? Or that I was some raging monster?”
She smiled a little “I never viewed you as a ‘raging monster’, I believe that’s Grundy’s title and he’d probably defend it well. We’re all briefed on who we’re fighting. I read your files. I knew the work you’d done in, for, Metropolis. And the legitimate ventures of LexCorp. I suppose I viewed you as misguided and squandering your potential.”
“You cannot get a true idea of a person by words on paper. Case in point, you had no idea about my daughter.”
“Very true. And these meetings have only confirmed my belief that you’re not inherently evil. You probably could have hurt or incapacitated me just as easily as I could have you.”
“I could have tried, but I doubt it would’ve been as easily as you would have done it to me.”
“But you haven’t. You’ve been ever the gentleman and honest. I think that’s worth something.”
He bowed his head. “Don’t let it get out. It might tarnish my good name” he said with a smirk.
“Of course.” she nodded.
He leaned back against the bench and watched a few birds flying around the trees. “Sometimes I forget about nature.”
“Life is complex enough. It’s important to stop for the simple things sometimes.”
“It’s easy to forget sometimes when you’re so involved with what you do.”
“Yes. I’m still on suspension.”
“Then I think it’s time you got out and did something instead of moping in your room.”
“Like what?” she looked over at him. “I met you for lunch.”
“There’s more we can do besides just having lunch. Coming here was an example. You mentioned hobbies last week. Perhaps we can find something that we could do and compare our progress week to week.”
Diana sat quietly pondering all the things that met that criteria. Knitting? Sewing? Cooking? The Watchtower had a fairly advanced kitchen. She did enough of what might be considered ‘hiking’ or ‘working out’ during her job and training….
He glanced at his watch and swore silently. “I hate to cut this short, but I’m due in a board meeting in ten minutes. How about we continue this discussion over dinner tonight? Think of a few possible ideas to share there.”
She nodded “When and where?”
“Meet me here tonight at 7:30 and we’ll decide.”
“Ok.” she smiled and stood. “I’ll see you then.”
He stood as well. “Until then, my dear.”