Chapter 97.1
Although it was in the event that he did not do it automatically, they would break free, it would be a blood seal, to which he after going through some underground tunnels he observed a map in particular to release from a tapestry.
One that was an extensive Persian rug with embroidery that was expensive made of the finest wool and adorned with gold and inhabited, not only a demon, but ancient beings sealed for their new master to claim.
There were riches, not simple riches, not just those belonging only to Solomon, but ancient kings and masters in magic, and not only those in gold, but those who held power and wealth, even if for what he thought, when he was that someone that would free a demon?
Just below was the inscription, release the demon Ifrithis so that he could be your servant and take you to Solomon's servants?
The servants? So, you mean?
The demon spirits and ancient beings trapped by Solomon, as he asked himself, and did she get her hands on the map and the inscriptions on the location of Ifrithis?
Right in the other corridor of the cave, that old woman, and now found drooling on the bed as docile as a lamb.
Well, later he would find out, but going from that angle, she managed to get some tapestries that would lead to another dimension, and that was linked to whoever opened it, but in order to open and follow the inscriptions, it should be translated, and translated without stop.
When he had a seven-hour job, he knows how to jump, he depended on attention and every mistake should start over.
Even though all of this happened because every time he got it wrong, she went back to the previous language and all the time used in the previous translation was erased.
When he was supposed to start all over again, and there were uninterrupted hours there, since if he also stopped for more than five minutes, and everything he had written disappeared, in which he started all over again, and it was not worth glue, she had the same result.
What happened, without losing and without making mistakes, whoever translated it into his language, should put it in the old language in his name, when putting it in his name, he would be the master of the dimension of power and magic that would be inside the tapestry.
Bruce was studying this tapestry would take to a dimension the part that would be rightfully his no one else without his permission could enter would be connected to his soul.
It would become a beautiful landscape tattoo of Sumerian origin on his back, he was joining other marks and tattoos that he got when he was kidnapped for a certain time, the inscriptions mixed together forming a set.
In that this was just about the command wizards would have infinite strength and that which would be their master higher power, in which Ifrithis, this was the demon of the desert, one of the demons in the stories of the Torah and the Koran, if he knew that some demons and or spirits of Solomon.
It was then that he used the obedience of each of them, to which between his trips to the desert sands he was taken as a request to Ifrithis and they became very friendly, that demon was obedient, but respected for each request made.
Those were simple just to test and for each order obeyed, he would let him roam the land, only going his way when he called him, even though he did it for two weeks,
It happened well at the end of the week, to his surprise each of the demons had come back to him without calling in a span of days, when he watched them always watching and when he didn't call them they came back.
When he looked at Ifrithis in particular.
- Why are you here?
- You are a master loyal to your word. - He said.
- And he set me free and gave me the benefit of the doubt. - Said.
- I swear my eternal loyalty and that of my descendants. - They said one by one.
Even though he found him in the middle of an old jar he was one of the first to be released in exchange for his help.
In the end, with each one of them becoming security and or an undercover employee on the streets of Gotham or his company, they kept an eye on their employees, always reporting every two hours.
All this was when he took courage and headed towards his patrol, being accompanied and guided by Ifithis, which is not yet over, it will be a benefit party.
It happened that he would use it as an excuse to do business, he was putting his schemes into practice, in the midst of alternative transport...
This would be more than necessary, a conference and fundraiser, all in one, with a business alliance with new entrepreneur ally of Veronika, Eduarda, Christina, Lady P, Poole, Pamela, Yvana and Amasteus.
All of this, in which his law firm with Maheb, and all his old partners that he would make official, and a new German businessman, this would be when everyone would meet there, and even his friends, lovers and girlfriends, and its partners, Leland Cobain and Tabitha Cobain.
In which all the media would be invited to what he called a show, where Tiffany, Ashley and Zoe would be the anchors and main reports chosen for the big event, even though he wanted to see the face that Thomas Eliot, what he would do when he saw your face, two plastic sessions will not be enough.
When he didn't see himself, it was Luthor, he ran away, and we won't see anytime soon...
Even though he would be the only one who would not be present, but to cover it up, he would send an invitation anyway, thankfully it was in the middle of the parties and presentation.
When it took place on the same polished diamond and rubies mixing with countless jewels that would be worth millions of dollars, right in the process and that was the soul of the environment giving off a mesmerizing shine, this one that was nothing more than the jewel of the Arabian sultan from the thousand to one night.
Was it, Darkseid was surprised by Bruce Wayne coming toward him and thus spoke with admiration, embraced her head on his back, before turning around and hug him.
- These jewels will be mine and will stay in the mansion and a protected place. - He was whispering in her ear and continued.
He turned him over and placed him on her lap, kissing him willingly, her lips on his, love, it was a weak word to describe what they felt, if it was really a sensation that existed and not magic, or divine surrounding them.
He was taken towards the floor, his pants removed and Darkseid with only his penis out of his pants, spreading his legs, and sucking on his neck.
Darkseid was slowly entering Batman, who was moaning and gasping, between thrusts, hitting his balls in his ass, and his lips joined, his, sucking and thrusting, and in the middle of rising and falling in and out of him, slowly.
His lips joined, sucking and biting with his lips running down his chin, and Bruce there moaning and snorting, when he sucked and bit his neck, and the junction of his collarbone in the middle of his blows, hitting in and out of him, in the middle to his moans and growls from Darkseid.
He thrust him, hitting and hitting in between his thrusts, blows after blows, he was hugging their bodies, he tightened his arms making it impossible for him to move, their bodies joined, and his penis trapped between their bodies.
Darkseid stocked directly on his prostate making him come uncontrollably, his hands going down to hers, they were holding hands, and Darkseid went up his hands and arms, sucking and pulling his blouses.
Rubbing their bodies, the scent and aroma mingled together, when Darkseid was sucking on her nipple, each of them sucking and fucking, willingly, growling and breathing, their lips sucking on their nipples, and squeezing and sucking.
They had sex with desire, words that would embarrass anyone to hear, he was his, and a knot made in him when he stood watching his face and his reaction with his penis inside him, marking and sucking him.
Even so, not even when they moved, when they didn't even stop after the last orgasm, languid movements, each of them, seeing their eyes, the glare of the omega samson, and the flames of an intense white, and the glow of their body involving your body.
He felt the power of the connection mark that shone and the symbols that intensified, he came and tightened around Darkseid's penis, the new god sending bursts from his eyes towards the ceiling, piercing him, in between the blows inside and outside his.
He knew of his jealousy, upon hearing of his visit, he claimed and sucked it with will, he pulled him with will, that god, he wanted him only for him, he sucked his neck.
- My... - He growled and Darkseid kissed him, and he answered, and his lips, saliva connected his mouths, hugging his neck.
- Yes. - Bruce said. - It's me. - And while Darkseid was squeezing him, and between the shortness of breath and his blows that he begged to stop, and almost falling into unconsciousness to release him.
Darkseid pulled his lips and kissed and sucked, between his orgasm followed by that shortness of breath, and his strokes and lining his insides.
They stayed connected and embraced for a while, after the stick disinherated inside him, his arms raised up with Darkseid's, growls and breaths, of Darkseid devouring him, pushing in and out, and on top of his own.
He bit, sniffing and sucking, with his hands clasped, that hot body on top of his, their bodies rubbing in his, still buried inside him, with the semen running between the sides and forming a puddle under his ass.
Darkseid got up after a while, and pulled him up and so he took off his clothes, and he took him towards the shower, and they went to take a shower, Darkseid washed him, in the middle of him being leaning on the shower, and before he change.