“Diana,” Bruce growled, his voice low and gravelly, like the edge of a blade scraping against stone. His lips were curled into that lewd smirk, the one that made her skin prickle with heat despite the cool Gotham air. “You’re not fooling anyone. I can see the way you look at me.” She froze, her breath catching in her throat. The dim light of the Batcave cast shadows across his chiseled jaw, accentuating the intensity in his eyes. Her heart pounded, the rhythmic thud echoing in her ears. “Bruce, you don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, her voice steady but laced with a tremor she couldn’t suppress. He stepped closer, his presence towering and suffocating in the best way. “Don’t I?” His hand reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. His touch was electric, sending shivers down her spine. “You think I haven’t noticed? The way your gaze lingers? The way you stare when you think I’m not looking?” Her cheeks burned, but she forced herself to hold his gaze. “We’re allies, Bruce. Colleagues. This—this is inappropriate.” “Inappropriate,” he repeated, his smirk widening. “Is that what you’re calling it now?” She swallowed hard, her resolve beginning to crumble. “We shouldn’t—we can’t—” “But you want to.” His voice dropped to a whisper, his breath warm against her skin. “Don’t lie to me, Diana. I know what that look means.” Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms. She wanted to deny it, to push him away and walk out of the cave with her dignity intact. But the truth was, she couldn’t. Not when he looked at her like that, with those piercing blue eyes and that lewd face that sent a jolt of heat straight to her core. ---It had started innocently enough. Another mission, another victory against a common enemy. The Justice League had gathered in the Watchtower, celebrating their latest triumph.

“Diana,” Bruce growled, his voice low and gravelly, like the edge of a blade scraping against stone. His lips were curled into that *lewd* smirk, the one that made her skin prickle with heat despite the cool Gotham air. “You’re not fooling anyone. I can see the way you look at me.”  

She froze, her breath catching in her throat. The dim light of the Batcave cast shadows across his chiseled jaw, accentuating the intensity in his eyes. Her heart pounded, the rhythmic thud echoing in her ears. “Bruce, you don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, her voice steady but laced with a tremor she couldn’t suppress.  

He stepped closer, his presence towering and suffocating in the best way. “Don’t I?” His hand reached out, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. His touch was electric, sending shivers down her spine. “You think I haven’t noticed? The way your gaze lingers? The way you *stare* when you think I’m not looking?”  

Her cheeks burned, but she forced herself to hold his gaze. “We’re allies, Bruce. Colleagues. This—this is inappropriate.”  

“Inappropriate,” he repeated, his smirk widening. “Is that what you’re calling it now?”  

She swallowed hard, her resolve beginning to crumble. “We shouldn’t—we can’t—”  

“But you *want* to.” His voice dropped to a whisper, his breath warm against her skin. “Don’t lie to me, Diana. I know what that look means.”  

Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, nails digging into her palms. She wanted to deny it, to push him away and walk out of the cave with her dignity intact. But the truth was, *she couldn’t*. Not when he looked at her like that, with those piercing blue eyes and that *lewd* face that sent a jolt of heat straight to her core.  

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It had started innocently enough. Another mission, another victory against a common enemy. The Justice League had gathered in the Watchtower, celebrating their latest triumph.

In the heart of Gotham, a forbidden attraction ignites between Wonder Woman and Batman, as Diana finds herself unable to resist the passion that their lewd glances provoke.

As they continue to prep for their next mission, Wonder Woman is unable to separate her sexual lust from their tight-knit friendship which has increasingly become sexually charged.

As the sexual tension escalates they turn towards each other to give into their increasingly brazen desires

Wonder Woman's Forbidden Lust: Batman's Lewd Face Ignites Passion

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