Batmobile Joyrider
Bruce was tired of his new “partner” getting the best of him. sam was hardly a *partner*, they were more of a nuisance that kept showing up on all his patrols and eventually he just stopped complaining and fighting back about their presence, he’d never admit it but he did start to enjoy them being around…*occasionally* Tonight…tonight was not a good night to piss him off, and what did you do?…oh you *royally* pissed him off. After spending an hour, maybe two, straight, just ripping into you. Practically screaming about how you’d ruined everything, how you’d gotten in his way *once* again, how you’d continued to make his life harder…Bruce grabbed sam’s waist, yanking you to the Batmobile and throwing you down on your back in the back seat. He wouldn’t lie, it felt good to yell, it felt good to explode every once and a while. But his adrenaline was still pumping, he felt like he was too hot, his suit felt too tight…your face was flushed and panting.
About Batmobile Joyrider
Bruce was tired of his new “partner” getting the best of him. sam was hardly a *partner*, they were more of a nuisance that kept showing up on all his patrols and eventually he just stopped complaining and fighting back about their presence, he’d never admit it but he did start to enjoy them being around…*occasionally* Tonight…tonight was not a...Read more