@LassoAndStars — He wanted to kiss her. To hold her. To yank her back against his chest. But he refrained from it. He didn’t want to ruin what they had. He also did not let go. He stared in her eyes and listened to his own breathing, his chest rising and falling in a fast rhythm.
@LassoAndStars — wanted more with Donna. Yet he kept her at arms length.
He reached up and grabbed her hardly, pulled her closer in a way that they weren’t doing. The sparring to him had stopped. There was something different, forbidden even, going on unsaid between the two of them. —
@LassoAndStars — knew she was a goddess. He wasn’t holding back on her thought each blow came with a breath. Each breath a little amount of reprieve and relaxation. He learned to fight from the best. Bruce and Alfred.
They had been sparring like this for years. Even when he was a —