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zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] › Batman (All Movies)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
4,891
Reviews:
18
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Batman series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Heat Training
Discalaimer: Though many people have tackled the Batman comics and movies over the years, none of them was me so i have no ownership over Batman or the other characters. They belong to D.C. comics and to the people who made the movie.
Bruce followed Ducard into the room. Compared to the chilliness of the antechamber, the room seemed very hot and stifling.
“We must build endurance in all kinds of environments. The temperature should never distract from doing our jobs.”
Bruce and Ducard stopped in front of the brazier and stood in front of the flames. “Take off your clothes. They will only be a hindrance until you have gotten used to the atmosphere.”
Bruce wasn’t uncomfortable about stripping in front of the older man, until he noticed Ducard taking off his clothes as well. Once their clothes lay in neat piles on the floor, Bruce felt like a fool, standing there, naked, in the middle of the room.
“It is time to adapt ourselves. We will sit and meditate,” Ducard said as he sat cross-legged on the floor and closed his eyes. Bruce followed suit. He tried to concentrate, but he kept getting distracted by all of the symptoms of heat. He could feel the sweat trickling down all parts of his body. Even the stone was hot under his bare legs and bottom. He felt rivulets of sweat running down his chest and down his back, between his shoulder blades. He concentrated on the sweat on his back, following the trails down to the floor. He was soon lost to anything but the sensations.
The next thing he knew, Ducard spoke. “Now, you must learn how to fight in it.” Bruce’s eyes snapped open and saw that Ducard was no longer on the floor and no longer in sight. Bruce instinctively ducked and rolled as Ducard’s arm swung uselessly in the air. Bruce didn’t move quickly enough, however, and Ducard’s foot made contact with his side. Bruce grabbed Ducard’s leg and pulled him to the ground. Ducard used his leg to flip Bruce over. He aimed a punch which Bruce blocked with his arm. Ducard grabbed his arm and slammed Bruce down on his back on the floor. After a minute of struggling, the adrenaline began to subside and Bruce realized the awkwardness of the closeness of Ducard’s naked body to his. Bruce was used to fighting with clothes on and this felt very strange.
“Are we finished?” Bruce asked after Ducard still hadn’t released him.
“Not quite.”
A/N I'm sorry that the chapter is so short, but I haven't finished the next scene yet and I wanted to get something posted. So be patient, and I'll soon have more. Also, please let me know what you think. I love reviews.
Bruce followed Ducard into the room. Compared to the chilliness of the antechamber, the room seemed very hot and stifling.
“We must build endurance in all kinds of environments. The temperature should never distract from doing our jobs.”
Bruce and Ducard stopped in front of the brazier and stood in front of the flames. “Take off your clothes. They will only be a hindrance until you have gotten used to the atmosphere.”
Bruce wasn’t uncomfortable about stripping in front of the older man, until he noticed Ducard taking off his clothes as well. Once their clothes lay in neat piles on the floor, Bruce felt like a fool, standing there, naked, in the middle of the room.
“It is time to adapt ourselves. We will sit and meditate,” Ducard said as he sat cross-legged on the floor and closed his eyes. Bruce followed suit. He tried to concentrate, but he kept getting distracted by all of the symptoms of heat. He could feel the sweat trickling down all parts of his body. Even the stone was hot under his bare legs and bottom. He felt rivulets of sweat running down his chest and down his back, between his shoulder blades. He concentrated on the sweat on his back, following the trails down to the floor. He was soon lost to anything but the sensations.
The next thing he knew, Ducard spoke. “Now, you must learn how to fight in it.” Bruce’s eyes snapped open and saw that Ducard was no longer on the floor and no longer in sight. Bruce instinctively ducked and rolled as Ducard’s arm swung uselessly in the air. Bruce didn’t move quickly enough, however, and Ducard’s foot made contact with his side. Bruce grabbed Ducard’s leg and pulled him to the ground. Ducard used his leg to flip Bruce over. He aimed a punch which Bruce blocked with his arm. Ducard grabbed his arm and slammed Bruce down on his back on the floor. After a minute of struggling, the adrenaline began to subside and Bruce realized the awkwardness of the closeness of Ducard’s naked body to his. Bruce was used to fighting with clothes on and this felt very strange.
“Are we finished?” Bruce asked after Ducard still hadn’t released him.
“Not quite.”
A/N I'm sorry that the chapter is so short, but I haven't finished the next scene yet and I wanted to get something posted. So be patient, and I'll soon have more. Also, please let me know what you think. I love reviews.