[Comprehensive British and American] Bats never lose their horses

"Arkham Knight?" Clark tried to maintain this posture, lowered his head and asked, "Bruce, why do you suddenly want to play this?"

The black-haired Omega, who was full of sleep, seemed to be in a good mood. He was leaning on the little reporter's abdomen, with a cool bat laptop on his lap, and the picture on the screen was exactly the game in "Arkham Knight" Scenes.

Hearing Clark's question, he simply replied: "It is necessary to find out."

Clark has also heard of this game, but he doesn't know much about it. The one he is most familiar with is the stalk of "Riddler Get Out of Gotham".At first he understood why, but when he saw Bruce's face getting darker and darker during the Riddler branch line, he finally couldn't help but chuckled: "Is this game so addictive? Or is it that Riddler originally That's it?"

"If the real Nygma is like this, I will just pull him out of the hole and punch his front teeth out." Bruce said coldly, and pressed the mouse viciously by the way, "This game doesn't look as good as I imagined. valuable."

"Then stop playing."

Clark almost couldn't wait to say this sentence.It was a rare time for the two of them to be alone, but Bruce only focused on playing games and didn't even look at him. I have to say that this really made him a little bit wronged.

The attraction between AOs is mutual. After marking, Alpha will also have a strong sense of dependence on Omega, but this dependence is more biased towards possessiveness.To put it simply, it is to want to occupy Omega's attention all the time, so that the other party will always pay attention to him.

Of course, Bruce could guess what this big Kryptonian was thinking. He could feel Alpha running through his hair and gently stroking his five fingers on his scalp. In addition, this game was really annoying, so he simply closed the game. He took out the notebook and grabbed Clark's wrist.

"Bruce..." Clark looked at him expectantly, as if he was waiting for Omega to give him an active kiss.

Scouts, Bruce scoffed inwardly.

Even if you eat meat, you are still a Boy Scout, and this will not change no matter how many years pass.

"Would you like to watch a movie together?" he asked.

Movie?

Clark fantasized about the scene. In the dark room, the projection screen on the wall played a sweet love movie. Accompanied by ambiguous and melodious music, he and Bruce hugged each other tightly on the bed...

"Look." He said immediately.

So Bruce smiled and turned on the projection screen in the lounge.

Clark glanced casually at the credits and froze.

The title of the movie is clearly written on the screen——

"Superman: Man of Steel"

"...Bruce!"

Not everyone can have a strong heart while reading his autobiography and flirting with his lover, not to mention that Clark is not narcissistic at all.He stared at Henry Cavill, who was wearing a Kryptonian uniform imitating his posture on the screen, and felt uncomfortable. He couldn't help but sat up straight and protested to Bruce: "Can we watch something else?"

Even if it's the Batman series!

But obviously, Bruce doesn't have a narcissistic complex, not to mention that it's been so long, he's seen every version of Batman... including the Lego Batman Movie and the 1966 funny bodysuit version.

So he just put on a straight face and pretended to be serious: "No, just watch this. These movies are very precious information, and I have to sort out the outline of the plot and put it in the file."

Clark let out a painful groan: "Please, don't..."

What's more embarrassing than reading your autobiography when you debuted with your lover?

It was the other party who actually took notes seriously!

Clark unconsciously curled up his body, buried his head deeply between his knees, and took several breaths before he could barely suppress the urge to escape the earth's atmosphere.

"I heard that in order to shoot this movie, Cavill trained for a long time, and he couldn't even wear his previous shirt." Bruce watched with relish, and deliberately stimulated Clark from time to time.

He thought it was a great idea. While no one was bothering him, he could harvest a Kryptonian who shrank himself into a ball out of shame.Although Batman never said that word, but...

Such a Clark looks really cute.

Baby Brucey, who had a bad idea, stretched out his hand, touched Alpha's strong and hot chest under Clark's suspicious gaze, and pressed it hard twice.

"I don't know who has bigger breasts, you or Cavill." He said with a smile.

Clark's throat rolled dangerously.

He couldn't bear it anymore and threw himself on the seductive guy in front of him like a flower and butterfly, and pressed him/kissed him until he was out of breath as if venting his anger.Baby Brucey just has a magic that makes people love and hate, like a sandwich of honey, but only one person in this world knows how sweet it tastes.

"You hurt me!"

The pampered young man was lying on the bed, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, staring at him made Clark tense all over.But he knows Bruce likes this—or rather, Batman has always been lurking deep inside him, so the right amount of pain always stimulates him, makes him more excited, and responds to himself more frantically.

But Baby Brucey didn't know that he was about to face a catastrophe, and he was a little dissatisfied with Clark blocking his screen: "Get out of the way, you can't let me watch this scene because it happens to be your rivalry with Louise, isn't that right?" fair."

"He's not me," Clark said quietly.

He turned his head to look at the Superman actor on the screen who had first discovered the Fortress of Solitude, changed into a Kryptonian uniform and soared into the sky, and suddenly disappeared from Bruce for a second.When he reappeared, he was almost indistinguishable from Superman in the movie.

"Well, why change the uniform?" Bruce squinted at him, but the black-haired Omega's flickering eyes told Clark that he actually understood everything, and even wanted to go too far.

"I thought you liked it."

"I'm not Lois Lane, and I'm not a fan of Superman." Bruce raised his legs, and at this time he acted like that annoying Gotham rich guy again, every pore on his body exuded pride Yang Yang said with a beating breath, "I want my little reporter back, Mr. Superman, where did you take him?"

As he said that, he suddenly pretended to be surprised, covered his mouth and made a fuss: "You won't kidnap him, will you? My God!"

Superman smiled slightly and took a step forward. The strong sense of oppression made Bruce raise his head unconsciously and look down at him: "You are lying on my bed now, but are you still thinking about your concubine?"

There was still a smile on his face, but the turbulent dark waves in his eyes were chilling.

Clark reached out and pinched Bruce's chin casually, forcing him to look up.This posture and atmosphere made Bruce have to think of the Injustice series he watched recently, as well as the Lord Superman wearing a white cape in his memory - he twisted uncomfortably, trying to escape Clark's hand, but without success.

The black-haired Omega looked slightly flustered. He forced a calm smile and asked, "So, are you admitting that you are a kidnapper, Mr. Superman?"

"No," Clark spit out a word clearly, "I'm just fulfilling my responsibilities and obligations—as a husband."

"Are you saying that Clark is the third party?" Bruce said angrily, "Lie! Superman, listen up, I will never fall in love with you, I have given him all my heart..."

"is it?"

Clark wanted to laugh a little.To be honest, seeing Bruce acting so solemnly as if he was performing a Shakespeare play, he had to cooperate, but where did the anger after being betrayed come from?

Maybe Bruce was too real, he thought.

With this anger, Superman pinned down the son who was struggling desperately. Bruce was obviously very annoyed at Superman's forced persecution regardless of other people's wishes. Everyone knew his true face, and slapped the steel body pressing on him vigorously with fists and legs, but to Superman, it was basically like scratching an itch.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but that hand deliberately wiped oil on Clark's plump chest muscles several times.

"Mr. Wayne," Superman said seriously, staring into his eyes, "What the Gotham media said is absolutely right, you are really hopeless."

After finishing speaking, he was silent for a moment, not because of Bruce's hurt look, but because the little reporter couldn't think of the following lines.After a long time, I finally choked out a sentence:

"...Does Clark know that you are so flirtatious?"

Bruce's eyes widened.

Clark thought he had said too much, and was about to apologize in a panic, but the black-haired Omega, who was still resisting fiercely, suddenly relaxed his body, lay down on the bed, and showed an unexplained expression to the Alpha above. smile.

"You found out, Mr. Superman." Baby Bruce's voice was sweet, and the deliberately protracted ambiguous ending made his tone sound a little flattering, "Actually, I've been dissatisfied with that little reporter for a long time. , compared to Superman, what is he?"

But now Superman unconsciously began to speak for Clark, how sad, he thought.

"Clark is just a human being," he argued, "you can't hold him to superhuman standards."

"Yes, yes," Bruce nodded casually, "but I'm not the one who betrayed this relationship first, don't think I don't know why Clark has been running to Gotham recently."

"Isn't it just to see you?" Superman asked subconsciously.

"How is that possible," Bruce sneered, his eyes blazing with anger, "he's not for me. He's already moved on, and the object is that big black bat in Gotham! Now He's always absent-minded even when he's sleeping with me, scumbag!"

Clark: "..."

I'm sorry, Bruce, he thought bitterly, I'm really stuck with this episode.

Bruce probably didn't expect any reaction from Superman. The son snorted, and got into Superman's arms with some grievances to seek comfort, but his fingers ambiguously crossed the bright red "S" on Superman's uniform. Gleaming with sly brilliance.

This is naked/naked/naked seduction/leading.

The movie progressed to the most intense clip, accompanied by clanging music, the Kryptonian spacecraft landed on the earth.Superman turned his back to the ever-changing light and shadow on the screen, lowered his head, and deeply kissed the black-haired man in his arms.

"To hell with Clark Kent and Batman," he declared solemnly.

Bruce is his alone!

Bruce: "..."

The whimsical role-playing not only stimulated Superman, but also the young reporter.Bruce has never experienced the unbearable thing of being suddenly bitten by someone's ears and asking him if he is cheating on Superman, so that when he was forced to admit this trumped-up evidence, his old waist was already tired Paralyzed.

"Next time," he lay on the bed, pointing a finger at the gluttonous Kryptonian, "don't even think about it."

Within three months, Wayne Manor... no, the entire Gotham City, he didn't allow Kryptonians to set foot in half a step!

Clark endured it, but he still held back and didn't say anything. In fact, when Bruce gasped and yelled "Get out of my bed" at him just now, he instantly thought of the Batman version of "Get out of my Gotham", and the whole person immediately felt He was full of energy, and felt that he could do another hundred rounds - if he really said this, he thought, he would definitely be beaten to death by Bruce.

Bruce lay on the bed for a while, and finally regained some energy under Clark's careful massage.He changed his clothes expressionlessly and asked, "Is everyone back?"

Because of the recent frequent changes in the Stone of Origin, Bruce thought it might be a signal that they were about to return to the original world, so he asked Clark to summon all the heroes outside to return to the watchtower to gather.

Clark nodded: "Basically all are back, except..."

Bruce stopped and frowned, "Except who?"

Clark hesitated, but finally he said, under Bruce's urging gaze:

"It's...Peter."

Peter felt he had never been so lucky in his life.

Since being bitten by a spider, although he has superpowers and has become a superhero that everyone envies, most of the time Peter is not happy at all.Although he was a little dissatisfied with Tony's excessive protection, Peter knew that Mr. Stark was right.

He's not quite ready to be a superhero yet.

He sometimes wonders, when can he become a hero like Superman, Batman and Captain America?Peter, who has not yet entered university, can't imagine that one day he can formulate strategies calmly and meticulously like Batman, or shuttle through the battlefield confidently and calmly like Iron Man to save hostages, and ignore the cheers and abuse of the people cloud smoke.

"Oh," Peter crouched on the steps, dejectedly, "I'm not even as good as a teenager in his early teens."

While Peter doesn't name him, Tim knows he's talking about the youngest member of the Bat family, the demon pup, Damian Wayne.

The current Robin squatted next to him, racking his brains to comfort him: "You are also a teenager. And don't look at Damian's performance that day, in fact, he made a lot of embarrassments. Some time ago, because of It's so insignificant that Batman won't let him watch the night as Robin now. I have a whole USB drive if you want to see it."

Tim patted Peter on the shoulder and betrayed Damian without hesitation.

(Damian Wayne, a fan of exotic animals who was playing with pandas in Sichuan, suddenly sneezed big)

Peter: "Uh, thanks for reassuring me, Tim, but I'm actually fine. Just... a little scared of disappointing everyone's expectations."

Tim understood what Peter meant.

The popularity of Spiderman in this world is close to that of Batman, and even because Marvel's film development is good, it is even worse in terms of fan size.The two heroes are the leading characters in different comics, and there has been no conclusion on which one is stronger or weaker. Tim once took a look at the relevant forums and found that the fans were almost arguing about it.

But for Peter, who has not yet fully grown up, being compared with the advisor of the Justice League and the Dark Knight of Gotham is enough to make people feel uneasy.

It's natural to have gaps and uneasy emotions, and it's hard for Tim to say too much, after all, this kind of thing needs to be digested and resolved by Peter himself.And he does feel that Peter has great potential-even Bruce has said so, the backbone of the next generation of Avengers must be Peter Parker.

It's just that in their original world, the light on Peter's body was temporarily blocked by the Iron Man protecting the cub, so not many people have discovered that Spider-Man is not inferior to those well-known veteran superheroes at all.

"Today I secretly went to the street, covered myself tightly, and wanted to buy some Marvel comics, but I was recognized on the spot in the comic shop," Peter blushed, "the people here really They are all so enthusiastic."

In fact, the scene at that time was far more than the word "enthusiasm" can describe.

Comic shops in the United States are already hardest hit by dead houses. For them, no celebrity, internet celebrity or even the president of the country is a boy named Peter Parker who wears a hoodie and jeans.Peter was squeezed in the middle by people from three floors inside and three floors outside. Countless men and women swarming over screamed and stretched out their hands, wanting to touch his body—they just lost their minds like zombies.

Peter was dizzy from being squeezed, and the comic books he picked out before he had time to pay for them also disappeared during the period. He thought to himself, this scene looks a little familiar, where did he read it?

He finally remembered afterward.

It's in the Superman movies.

"My clothes are all torn," Peter, who managed to escape from the comic shop, had to walk through the streets and alleys in tattered clothes, and his legs were photographed and posted on the Internet, which sparked a sensation. A new round of riots, "I am afraid to go out now."

Tim: "So did you get the summons from Batman?"

Peter nodded. Fortunately, even in that situation, he kept tightly guarding the communicator in his pocket: "Got it, Mr. Stark also called me a few hours ago."

However, because he was not very good at hiding his figure, and he was too hasty when he fled, his whereabouts along the way were completely exposed to the media. Now there are countless reporters carrying short guns squatting outside the hotel.

"Fortunately, you are with me." He looked at Tim gratefully.

"It's nothing. After all, we've been netizens for such a long time. We've known each other for two or three years." Tim waved his hand, "But it's not a solution to stay in the room all the time, you don't have superpowers Can't you just walk through the window?"

"No," Peter shook his head sadly, "There are at least ten drones staring at this place outside."

Tim: "...Okay."

That was the only way to ask Bruce for help, he thought, if Batman came forward, the US government should send a helicopter to pick them up.

"I..." But just as he said a word, suddenly, the two people in the room froze at the same time.

"Did you...?" "Did you hear—"

A few seconds later, they asked questions almost simultaneously.Tim and Peter looked at each other, and they both saw a serious look in each other's eyes.

"That voice just now," Peter stopped talking after a while, he asked Tim, "Is it the Stone of Origin that the Avengers and the Alliance have been looking for?"

"I'm afraid so," Tim replied.

While counting the equipment he brought, the young man raised his head and said to Peter: "Forget about those drones and reporters, while we can still sense its position, let's hurry up and find it. As long as we find it, we can go home Already!"

According to Stark's calculations, magic and traversal instruments can ensure that only one minute has passed since they returned to the original world, but Tim can't help but sigh when he thinks of Batman's endless monitoring methods—the entire watchtower is in Disappearing in space, even if it is only for two seconds, the Batcave will definitely receive the alarm.

He thought with horror, if they don't go back, Alfred will definitely overthrow the whole Gotham!

The author has something to say: Little reporter: You urbanites still know how to play.

ps: The last chapter will be released before 12 o'clock!Wuhu~

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 little Arkham patient;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 18 bottles of Linxie; 5 bottles of Mingying Hanyuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!