Chapter Two: Choices To Be Made

   Tony pushed himself extra hard the next few days to get Jervis set up. Finally after three days of hard work and little sleep, Tony had finished and placed the floor boards back into place. He wiped the sweat off his face and cleaned up his supplies.

Placing the supplies onto the self in the garage, he made his way back into the house, and climbed up stairs to the bedroom that he and his lover share.

“Hey Tony.” Bruce said half asleep. Tony smiled, and kissed his lips. “Ever heard of a breath mint?”

“Not for you.” Bruce grinned

“No sex for you tonight.” Tony smirked

“Fine with me.”

Tony grinned. “You’re full of shit, Wayne”

   He kissed Bruce again before heading to the bathroom to shower and go to bed. He came out five minutes later, dressed in silk pajamas. He slid onto his side of the bed and cuddled close into Bruce's chest.

  Bruce pulled his husbands face away from his chest and kissed him passionately. “Is your answer a yes?” Tony sighed. “I didn’t say no” he pulled back and snuggled back into his lover.


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  “Tony, get up.” Bruce said shaking Tony lightly. He moaned, pulling the covers over him and rolled on his side. Bruce rolled his eyes. “Seriously, we have an appointment at the orphanage.” Tony’s eyes shot open.

"Today?" Bruce nodded.

    Tony stumbled out of bed and headed to the closet. He pulled out a specially designed T-shirt and a pair of black jeans. Tony stripped down into his underwear and Bruce sat by watching him.

“Take a picture, it lasts longer.” Tony snarled

“Don't blame me for your perfect ass.”Bruce said crossing is arms.

"Yeah, and it still hurts." Tony replied back.

“I told you I have a big dick.” Bruce grinned.

“You didn't say shit.” Tony snapped with a hint of amusement.

    Bruce chuckled at his statement, before becoming serious. “Seriously Tony, Richard Grayson, the boy I am looking to adopt-“

"He's the acrobat, he lost his parents last week, I know I was there."

"But we need to think is this is a good idea?"

“It’s the kids’ choice in this, not ours.”

      Bruce stood there thinking about what Tony just said. ‘What if the kid doesn’t want to live with me?’ he asked himself. But then he thought he would give the kid a chance to think about it. ‘He just lost his parents. Give him a chance to think.’

      “Master Bruce, we should be getting going sir. I don’t want Ms. Rosa denying you because you’re late.” Alfred said grabbing the keys. Bruce nodded and headed out of the bedroom and into the hallway. Tony stopped Bruce and fixed his tie. “See, you can’t do anything without me. Let’s go, or we will be late.” Bruce grabbed Tony’s hand and they walked out to the car and climbed into the back as Alfred got in front, turned on the car, and drove off to the orphanage.