Justice League Unlimited Sex IC (please refer to OC thread before you post)

It was another day at the headquarters of the Justice League. Wonder Woman was at the console overlooking the Earth and keeping an eye out for any signs of danger. So far, to her chagrin, all seemed peaceful on the planet for once. Finally tired of sitting at the console, she headed back to the training room to set up for a good training session

The Flash/ Wally West

The way Supes or Shai'ara talked about flying was the way Wally felt right now. He was surrounded by nothing but blue ocean. He was a red streak running up and down the endless waves of the Pacific ocean. Here he was far away from any of the shipping lanes

It was one of his favorite places on earth since it was one of the few places he could truly cut loose and just run.

Wally was a runner. Even without superspeed he would spend each day with a run at his top speed. It cleared his mind and soothed his soul, if he had a soul. The only problem was going at top speed for him was dangerous for anyone around him except some of his buds in the justice league no one else could withstand the hammering of successive sonic booms anywhere within a few kilometers, and that didn't even approach the issue of property damage. If he had a nickle for every window that shattered because he just ran past obliterating the sound barrier he'd be three times wealthier than Bats.

He ran the water rising up in a four kilometer long wake behind him. The Sonic booms reverberated across the surface of the ocean just behind.

Wally smiled as he pumped his legs faster and faster. This was freedom.

He ran for some time in long wide loops before finally beginning to slow down as he approached a little uninhabited island. He stopped on the beach and looked back as the water that had risen up after him settle back down into the steady give and take of the surf on the beach. He took off his mask and let the sun shine down on his face for a few minutes.

Then he put back on his mask and activated the comlink placed in his ear. "Hey, Watchtower, Flash reporting in," He said, "Beam me up Scotty."

There came a flash of light that dissolved into the vista of the control center of the Justice League's Wathctower space station.

He greeted a few of the civilians working on the consoles he knew by name. And since he had an hour before he was actually on duty he decided to head to the gym and finally tryout that zero G treadmill Wayne Enterprises had developed for him before Bats became even more grumpier than usual.

When he got there he saw Wonder Woman working out in the training session.
He watched on the screen as she moved. She was beautiful, strong, and sexy as hell. He had always had a thing for Diana. He imagined her beneath him as his cock entered her pussy. She would sigh in passion, something Wally had always wanted to hear from the always self-controlled Amazon. He shook himself. What was he doing sure he had fantasies of Diana. He couldn't think of one man in the whole league that didn't have a few fantasies involving her, and a couple of the girls like Fire and Ice too, but he respected her and Bats too much to ever try and come between them.

Still wathcing her caused him to get a hard on, which was trouble. If she came out and saw him like this-looking at her as a sexual object-well Wally valued his hide the way it was thanks.

He hurried over to the treadmill Bats' company had built for him grateful for the chance to clear his mind. He cursed at himself. Some trunks likes supes' would do a fine job of concealing his boner, but no Wally just scoffed-That's stupid right Wally who wears their underwear on the outside of their pants-well maybe Clark had a good reason for it like concealing a boner or two.

The training session brought her the usual level of excitement and adrenaline a regular fight gave her as she ducked under two drones, jumped over another and fended off bullets. There was no better way to fight off boredom than a good old fashioned training session or spar.

The spars were even better whenever she went up against any of the guys like Clark or Bruce. She loved the challenges they gave her and knew they were always fighting her with all they had, rather than holding back like some regular guys might. She loved seeing a guy sweat in a fight, especially in Clark's and Bruce's cases cause they always sparred her with their shirts off. That sort of thing could make someone think they were trying to distract her with their taut chests

Bruce Wayne was probably the only League member who almost never removed his costume while on the Watchtower. Mostly because while many members of the League were so well known that they didn't really HAVE secret identities anymore, only a handful of people in the entire world knew that Bruce Wayne and Batman were the same person. Most of those were fellow League members.

Even the civilians working alongside them had no inkling that the head of Wayne Enterprises, who provided most of the technology involved in the Watchtower, was a League member, let alone one of the League's founders. Bruce preferred it that way. So even when training in the gym, he wore a cowl to keep his identity secret, just in case.

As he entered the gym, he immediately noticed Wonder Woman, the Amazon princess, sparring against two of the combat drones in one of the rooms. He watched for several moments, then smiled briefly. The usual brooding scowl that was the Dark Knight's trademark expression returned immediately, however. He turned, and started for the weight benches, passing Wally West, the Flash, on the new treadmill.

Wally West/ The Flash

Wally looked at the booth like contraption bearing the Wayne Enterprises logo with skepticism. The last two treadmills had tried frictionless materials in a standard design. The only problem with those had been that the term frictionless meant they caused less friction than other materials but still caused some, and as soon as Wally had gotten a good pace going on the thing-Crash...Boom...Sputter.

Then Bruce would get that Scowly face-okay scowlier face. Wally shuddered remembering it. The last time Bats had joked in the way he always joked but no one got because Batman had no sense of humor and never made Jokes that if Wally broke the next one he was paying for it.

Wally West was a part-time Central City CSI tech not Bruce Wayne a guy with Gajilions of dollars to spend whenever he wanted.

Reluctantly Wally stepped into the booth and looked at the control console's. Two dozen buttons stared back at him for a long moment. His finger hovered over them. This one-no that's the self-destruct and Wally gets blamed for it button. That one too. What about the big red one that is my color afterall-what am I thinking big red buttons are the buttons that mad scientists across the whole universe decided are always for making bad things happen. This is hopeless. What am I doing? I can't even program my VCR. Wait, here, the button that says on, of course. At least Bats made this thing that Flashproof.

He pressed the on button and immediately began floating. "Whoa," He shouted as he fanned his arms trying to reach the handles he was supposed to have been holding.

Pleased after working up a good sweat, she turns off the drones and walks out of the training room, grabbing up a towel to wipe her face as she does so

another day in Metropolis, Flying around casually he sighed, 7 robberies, 19 pets in trees, 1 drug shipment stopped, nothing ever changed, but at least it kept things interesting, as he decided to land he palmed his communications device

"superman to watch tower, checking in, all is quiet for now anything to report?

as he listened to one of the workers rattle on about days events he rolled his eyes, everything was too quiet,

"watch tower port me back, "

as he appeared in the tower he smiled, it was time to grab something to eat, he was starving

She goes to the bathroom to shower quickly before heading to the kitchens for something to eat. If there was another thing about training sessions, it always made her hungry afterwards.

as he sat down with a tray of food he heard the all too familiar clicking of combat boots as Wonder women walked in, with a smile he waved

"evening diana, "

picking up his fork he quickly made short work of his meal and threw his tray in the auto washer, leaning against the wall he crossed his arms against his chest

"get a good work out in today?:"

She waved back. "Evening Clark." she sat down with her tray of food. "Yea, I did. Training session with the drones. Had to do something to keep from being bored." she chuckled before taking a few bites. "How about you? Same old stuff for you?"

"yea sadly, things seem to be quiet, pulled more pets from trees then criminals from cars" shaking his head he grinned

"so the drones give you a good work out? or you think your up for another round?"

arching an eyebrow he smiles

She grinned at his question. "With you Clark? I'm always up for another round." she finished her food and put her tray in the auto washer. "Think you're gonna win this time o Man O'Steel?" she smirked

"i dont seem to recall loosing diana?"

with a laugh he pushed himself off the wall and made his way down to the training room, taking his cape off he folded it and looked to her

"now you cant use it to toss me, have to get in close to fight me this time"

laughing again he tossed his cape aside, remembering the last fight she grabbed it and swung him into a wall

She laughed as she followed him and watched him toss his cape aside. "Fair enough. "Doesn't mean I won't be able to grab you and toss you anyway." She took a defensive position. "Ready when you are Kent." she smirked

with a grin he advanced on Diana, stretching out his hands in the classic grappler position he locked up with diana, a test of strength, he had always enjoyed wrestling with her in their sparring matchs, she was good, one of the very few who could match him move for move,

"whats wrong diana? dont worry , you cant hurt me" he taunted with a half laugh

*kicking out with his right leg he tried to trip her*

"You say that every time Clark." she grinned as she hooked her leg around his and pulled to trip him instead

smiling he loved it, she always gave as good as she got, feeling her weight shift he suddenly broke his hands away from hers and spun, as she tried to trip him he twirled and swung out catching her off balance and taking her planted foot out from under her he wrapped his arm around her neck and went down on the mat with her in a choke hold

"hahah"

as he forced himself to keep the hold on her he tried to get his legs around her abdomen and force her into a submission hold

She smirked again as she reached her arms around his neck to toss him off of her

*feeling her reaching back for him he let go and take a step or two back settling into a relaxed fighting stance he smirked*

"uh uh, wont let you throw me that easily"

with a smirk he makes a "come get me" motion with his hands "come to daddy "

grinning

She smiled as she pushed herself into a backflip aiming to kick him in the chest

After a couple of hours on the benches, and more time spent doing calisthenics, Bruce Wayne felt as in shape as he could be. He stretched, and then watched through a window as Diana and Clark sparred in one of the practice rooms. She was in perfect form as usual, the demigoddess Amazon princess probably being the only one of them, aside from Clark's cousin, Kara, who could keep up with the Man of Steel. And Clark had learned not to wear his cape with Diana, who could fight downright dirtily when she wanted to.

The smile returned for a moment, then was gone as a technician from the medical facility came up to him. The technician had been so surprised to see a smile on the face of the Dark Knight that he'd started stammering. Bruce scowled, turning to the young man and gruffly telling him to spit it out already. His scowl deepened as he listened. Then he tilted his head. "Have you told the others? Have you determined the possible effects?"

At the negative answer to both questions, Bruce turned to look back at the two sparring titans. Then he looked over his shoulder at the tech. "Until you know exactly what might happen, tell only those with medical and chemical knowledge. Understood?"

Then he walked off towards the showers.

Barbara, having woken up not too long ago was in the showers, freshening up for the day. Being a sidekick had it's advantages, she wasn't expected to go out as often on patrol as Bruce was. Though she always felt lucky that Bruce never had to replace her with a new one to take her place like he had all those years with a "Robin".

She heard the footsteps approaching the showers and smiled knowing she had nothing to worry about. The curtain would keep her covered at least to some extent

Bruce stretched again, as he approached the showers. One of them was already in use, so he went into another one. He turned on the water, and then stripped down, setting his clothes and the makeshift cowl on a bench outside the showers themselves. He stepped under the spray when it was warm enough, and let the pressure of the water beat into his muscles.

He wasn't aware Batgirl was in the next one. He'd watched her mature over the years, and was impressed with the way she looked now. Her father probably wouldn't be, though. The constant replacing of the Robins had been because eventually, most of them wanted to go out on their own. The only exception was the one who Bruce had kicked out. And why? Because if Bruce hadn't, then the kid might have ended up doing something he shouldn't have. That was the one who'd nearly beat the man who'd killed his parents to death.

Bruce shook his head, pushing away the painful memory. Because he'd almost done that himself to another one of the Robins, who came into his care under similar circumstances. His parents' killer had almost died at Bruce's hands. Now that Robin was known as Nightwing. He had a team of his own to back him up. Part of Bruce was glad for that. Part was still angry.

Her muscles fully relaxed and her body clean, she figured it was time to step out before she got all pruney which she hated. She turned off the shower and grabbed her towel, wrapping it around her before she stepped out. She looked around and smiled when she saw the cowl with the other clothes, letting her know who was in the other shower. "Tensed up already Bruce?" she joked

Bruce was a bit surprised to hear Barbara's voice. He'd almost flinched, which was something he never did. He opened his eyes, and looked out over his shoulder at the curtain. "Barbara, that you? Yeah, did some weights earlier. Trying to relax before I go out on patrol. Hey, remember that chemical we got hit with? Have you felt any differently since then?"

He was shifting into Detective mode, something he rarely did with Batgirl nowadays. To her, he was Bruce Wayne, billionaire playboy who just so happened to have a secret nightlife as the protector of Gotham City.