I'm the villain in Gotham

Bruce was still looking at him with raised eyebrows, and it was only then that Erberist realized that he had stood there stupidly for too long.He turned his head uncomfortably and said, "It's nothing."

He walked to the bathroom, and the tight battle suit that outlined his figure automatically changed into soft and loose pajamas under the effect of magic.While holding the doorknob, Erberist turned his head, hesitated, and asked, "Master... Bruce, are you going to stay here all night?"

Bruce nodded slightly in affirmation.

Erberister felt the heat on his face rise again, he didn't know why, but perhaps because of his usual obedience to his master, this time he didn't have the thought of refusing.

After he came out of the bathroom, Bruce was already half leaning on the bed, holding a translucent tablet in his hand, and was operating something on it with a serious expression.Hearing the sound of the door being opened, Bruce turned his head, just in time to see Erberister turned around, met his gaze, and showed him a very gentle, even soft smile.

Bruce's heart beat fast.

It wasn't an unfamiliar feeling, but it had always struck Bruce as odd.He hates losing control, but has no aversion to it.

Bruce closed the pile of open programs, put the tablet on the side table, and watched Erberist come to the other side of the bed and sit up.Until then, Bruce discovered a fatal problem.

Even though Erberist's bed was huge, he was usually the only one who slept alone, and of course there was only one quilt on the bed.

Apparently Erberist also noticed this, and he paused when he bent over to pull the quilt: "Shall I go get yours?"

Originally, Bruce should have agreed, which was a legitimate request, but... he looked into Erberister's eyes, paused and said, "I don't mind."

"Then don't take it." Erberist actually has no objection to this. When Bruce was young, they often lay together. Later, because Bruce grew up and hindered by the rules of the human world, Erberist had to Gradually give up this benefit.

This is of course a benefit. For a dragon that has recognized its master, is there anything more comfortable than lying with its master?

He lay down on the bed and found that Bruce was still in the original posture, and couldn't help but look at him strangely.Catching his gaze, Bruce was silent for a moment, then slowly lifted the quilt and lay down.

He sighed inwardly.

Probably Erberist still didn't have the slightest thought for him, otherwise the reaction wouldn't be so flat... It's a pity, seeing him stunned for a long time at first, Bruce thought that at least his and Tony's recent efforts had some effect .

Forgive Eberister, of course he remembers that Bruce's feelings for him have changed, but after Bruce expresses his heart, his attitude towards Eberister has not changed in peacetime, except for special occasions, Eberister Tete really doesn't think there is anything to pay attention to.

So as soon as Bruce's head touched the pillow, Erberist had already moved over.

Compared with the present situation, he hopes to surround Bruce with his own body. His body is the strongest barrier and city wall, which can make the master surrounded by him feel an unparalleled sense of security.At the same time, the owner's breath can also linger around, which will bring him the most comfortable and reassuring experience.But I'm afraid that the entire Wayne Manor can't hold his huge body, let alone this small bedroom.Erberist had no choice but to put his arms around Bruce's waist.

Bruce immediately regretted it.

God, he really, really shouldn't be talking!

Even if he is Batman, one of the most powerful human beings in the world, he will still feel tricky and at a loss when he encounters the current situation.

Bruce's body stiffened immediately, he paused for a while, but couldn't help but said, "Eberister, do you still remember..."

Erberister raised his head, his golden pupils looming behind the black hair: "Remember what?"

Remember when I said I like you, remember that this kind of large-scale physical contact between human beings requires a fairly intimate relationship to have.

But after thinking about it, he suggested that he was the one who slept with him at night, and that he was the one who covered him with a quilt, and Erberist was just obeying his wishes.After staying with Erberist for too long, Bruce could guess what the dragon was thinking. Since Bruce himself thought it was nothing, of course he felt that the current situation was normal, and his thoughts would not diverge even a little bit elsewhere.

But the problem is, Bruce feels there is a problem now!Very problematic!

Facing Eberister's suspicious eyes, he paused with his fingers, brushed away the soft hair in front of his forehead, leaned over and put his lips on his forehead lightly: "It's nothing, good night."

He turned off the light with his backhand, and the room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

With Bruce by his side, Erberist felt sleepy even though he didn't usually need sleep.He lay on the pillow, sniffing the scent of Bruce lightly, thinking in confusion between half sleepy and half awake, so what should he remember...?

The warmth brought by the kiss on the forehead has not yet faded, and Erberist half-opened his eyes, as if he had suddenly figured it out.

Yes, he did forget that when Bruce was a kid, he needed a goodnight kiss before turning off the lights, and of course the grown-up Bruce was too embarrassed to ask for that.The corner of Erberist's mouth ticked upwards, he raised his head slightly, his lips reached Bruce's chin, and said softly, "Good night."

Bruce: "..."

OKWith the moonlight outside the window, Bruce looked at Erberister who had closed his eyes, and thought calmly.

He won't be able to sleep tonight.

……

When it was almost time for breakfast, the conscientious old butler came to wake up the two young masters upstairs who had no intention of going downstairs.

He had gone to the Batcave to clean it before, but he didn't see anyone there. Batman's suit was in the place where it should be, so when he opened the door of Bruce's room and saw no one on the bed, The old butler couldn't help raising one eyebrow in surprise.

He glanced at the unused bed, thought for a while, then turned and went to Erberist's room next to him.

Not too unexpectedly, Bruce was half-sitting on Erberist's bed, writing and drawing with a tablet in his hand, and Erberist was still asleep next to him, showing no intention of waking up.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Bruce turned his head, put his finger next to his lips, and made a "shh" gesture to the old housekeeper.

Alfred nodded in relief and closed the door.

When they went downstairs, the Wayne couple had already sat down in the dining room, and Martha thanked Alfred who brought her the plate, and asked by the way, "Are Bruce and Lotkea still sleeping?"

"Yes, ma'am." The old housekeeper set the tableware in front of him: "Master Bruce is sleeping in Master Lotkea's room."

Martha raised the silver fork and nodded understandingly: "Looks like they were busy late last night, so they should..." Suddenly, Martha realized what Alfred meant, and went to poke the fried egg A meal with a fork.

She turned her head sharply: "are they sleeping on the same bed?"

Alfred smiled: "Yes. But the actual situation should not be what you imagined. Master Bruce and Master Lotkea are just sleeping."

"Oh." Martha didn't know whether she breathed a sigh of relief or sighed, and then, together with Alfred, turned her gaze to Thomas.

Realizing that the other two people in the room were looking at him, Thomas had to put down the knife and fork that was cutting the bacon: "What are you looking at me for?"

Martha smiled at him: "What do you say, dear?"

"Beforehand, I've noticed it a long time ago." Of course, he was a little slower than his wife, Thomas coughed lightly, and raised his hands: "I have no objection. And Bruce hasn't told us so far, I Guess he hasn't succeeded yet."

When he mentioned this, Martha couldn't help sighing: "Then do you think he will come to tell us today?"

"How do I know this?" Thomas shrugged: "Let's eat quickly, I have to go to the company later."

……

Because of Erberist's good sleep, even Lotkea, who was far away in the Stark Tower, got up late for the first time.

At this time, the captain and Bucky had already finished their morning training, the Wasp and Hawkeye were basking in the sun on the roof, Saul had gone out to fight with the enemy, Natasha was playing with her widow sting, the black panther and the ant People standing outside the laboratory discussing problems.

After seeing Lotkea, everyone expressed their surprise, as if it was an incredible spectacle that he got up late.

"Because you have been on a regular schedule since you came here, even if I stayed in the laboratory until midnight the night before." Tony sat on the sofa with a big thorn, holding a cup of coffee in his hand, and rubbed it because he didn't sleep all night. Sleepy and very sore temples.

"You smell like motor oil." Lotkiah thought of Bruce who was clean last night, and felt a little disgusted with Tony.

Tony rolled his eyes, ignoring him.

Lotkea had to find the topic by himself: "How is your Mark 11 design?"

Mentioning this, Tony will not be sleepy.Mark 11 is a new generation of advanced combat armor designed by Tony after the Mark 9. In fact, in the previous discussion with Lotkea, Tony already had a series of models including the code-named sneaky reconnaissance model Mark 15. The prototype, but considering the practicality and current needs, Mark 11 still has the highest priority.

"I always feel that something is going to happen," Tony said: "The bastard alien who caused the night crow to be injured in outer space a while ago should also know that there can't be only one threat from the outside, let alone this damn The interior of the earth is constantly producing new enemies."

Lotkea understands this. In fact, he and Tony agree with each other, and not only them, but also the prescient heroes of the earth are acting. The relationship between the X-Men and the Brotherhood has eased probably because of this; Batman has been cleaning up Gotham recently, but he is also very concerned about the future members of the Justice League, and has contacted many people between missions; As for the Avengers?Except for a big green guy, all the first-generation Avengers are concentrated here, and there are even two more.

In the next period of time, Lotkea has been helping Tony improve his armor. In fact, he can't help much in this regard. Tony knows the effect of the armor he wants. He just helps to make some Jar can't simulate. And Tony is too lazy to do small things.

After Tony wore his newly developed, very cool armor and flew out for two days and overturned several villains, he realized that he had ignored Lotkea's original intention of coming to Stark Tower for a long time.

For this reason, after pulling his hair for a long time and asking Jar "inadvertently", Tony chose the old method - holding a party.

No way, he is good at this.

"...A new party?" Lotkea wondered, "I know you won't give up your personal hobbies just because I'm here, but Tony, you also know that I don't like these things. Maybe it's better if I stay in the laboratory." good?"

Or in the room, it doesn't matter, he doesn't mind.

"What's the point of that." Tony wouldn't tell Lotkea that this was done just for him, he waved his hand and wrapped his arms around Lotkea's shoulder: "Don't worry, I know you don't like too many people, I only invited a few friends."

There are also friends of friends, and friends of friends of friends, preferably those who are in a relationship, and he is quite welcome.

Unable to withstand Tony's big brown eyes, Lotkea finally agreed.At worst, he can stay for a while and leave, or chat with acquaintances in the corner.Lotkea doesn't dislike parties, but just dislikes staying with many strangers. It's too troublesome to exchange pleasantries.

But Tony seemed to be in high spirits, Lotkea had no choice but to be dragged by him to meet a lot of people, and the period was not completely fruitless. He met General Rhodes, the future war machine, and the other party was Tony's old friend. , but Lotkea has never met him.

Most of the people at the party gathered around Captain America or T'Challa who had taken off his Black Panther suit, and some of them went to watch Sol drink.Tony and Lotkea walked around the venue and met a very beautiful brunette girl.

"This is Louise Lane," Tony pouted, and introduced them: "You know, she met me when I was in Afghanistan, and I called her here as a last resort."

"Thank you so much for remembering to send me an invitation, Mr. Stark." Louis glared at Tony without hesitation, and then looked at Lotkea with a very professional and capable smile, which seemed out of place with the long skirt on her body: "It's very nice to meet you, Mr. Duck. I heard that you have been unwilling to accept interviews. I wonder if I have the honor?"

As she said that, she seemed to notice that Lotkea’s eyes had been staring at her side, and Louise patted the big man next to her, and introduced: “By the way, this is my partner, the planet Daily reporter Clark Kent."

Clark adjusted his glasses and smiled at Lotkea.

Lotkea, who hasn't dared to speak since seeing Clark: "..."

Tony, you killed me! ! !