Drabble: Moonlight on the Sea
Oct. 21st, 2007 08:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
starsandseaTitle: Moonlight on the Sea
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Bruce/Clark, Dick
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For the drabble meme! For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jen_in_japan's prompt of 'Clark/Bruce, Moonlight on the Sea'.
Bruce stared out over the wall at the end of the formal gardens of Wayne Manor that looked over the sea. He sighed, and gripped his glass of champagne tighter.
The waves were dancing under the moonlight, shining, beautiful. Like Clark's hair looked, limned in starlight, the wind caressing it's otherworldly perfectness.
Bruce's eyes became unfocused, imagining what the moonlight would look like on the rest of Clark's body, his hands reaching out, echoing the contours of flesh, not daring to touch...
A throat cleared behind him.
Bruce turned, and saw Dick standing there. "They need you for the pictures."
Bruce nodded, and left the half empty glass on the wall. He followed his son into his house, and then into one of the formal reception rooms where the pictures were being taken.
He stood at his rightful place at Clark's side, Clark grinning over at him, resplendent in a tux. Bruce smiled back, a real smile, and Clark's grin widened.
Bruce looked at the camera, keeping the smile on his face as Clark and Diana kissed for their wedding pictures.
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Bruce/Clark, Dick
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: For the drabble meme! For
jen_in_japan's prompt of 'Clark/Bruce, Moonlight on the Sea'.Bruce stared out over the wall at the end of the formal gardens of Wayne Manor that looked over the sea. He sighed, and gripped his glass of champagne tighter.
The waves were dancing under the moonlight, shining, beautiful. Like Clark's hair looked, limned in starlight, the wind caressing it's otherworldly perfectness.
Bruce's eyes became unfocused, imagining what the moonlight would look like on the rest of Clark's body, his hands reaching out, echoing the contours of flesh, not daring to touch...
A throat cleared behind him.
Bruce turned, and saw Dick standing there. "They need you for the pictures."
Bruce nodded, and left the half empty glass on the wall. He followed his son into his house, and then into one of the formal reception rooms where the pictures were being taken.
He stood at his rightful place at Clark's side, Clark grinning over at him, resplendent in a tux. Bruce smiled back, a real smile, and Clark's grin widened.
Bruce looked at the camera, keeping the smile on his face as Clark and Diana kissed for their wedding pictures.