A/N—What happens when three couples, BMWW, SMLL and GABC decide to go for a long weekend in Las Vegas? A lot of crazy, raunchy fun and a little magic too. This story was written as a round robin on the BMWW forum. The contributing author will be listed before the section that they wrote. All chapters were edited by DaisyJane. Please read and review.
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Chapter 1—What the Hell Happened?
(Grendle1853)
Dinah woke up with one hell of a hang over and lying on a man's bare chest. She sat up and looked down at her man-pillow and nearly shrieked because for a second she thought she had drunkenly committed adultery. But after a second look she she sighed as she realized that the man bellow her was her husband, Oliver Queen. The initial shock was due to the fact that he no longer had his trademark mustache and goatee.
"God, what in Hell did we do last night?" she muttered to herself.
She remembered that yesterday was a great day for the League. The League's anniversary had gone well, the inevitable super villain plot was brought down without any hero or innocent casualties, and the Joker was paralyzed from the neck down. Great day!
So great in fact that she'd convinced her two fellow married girlfriends, Lois and Diana, that they should drag their hubbies to a three day weekend in Vegas! And somehow Diana had convinced cranky Bruce to come. She truly was a goddess on Earth to pull off that feat. After that though, things got blurry...
Dinah groaned as her foggy brain tried to focus and decided she needed coffee. She threw on something white, probably Ollie's shirt, and blearily walked out into the main room of the villa to start a pot. As it was brewing she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge to wash away some of the cotton in her mouth. After downing a bottle she glanced into the living room to see two very naked people lying on the floor between the couches.
"Did you two have a problem finding your room?" she asked while giggling.
Clark and Lois slowly came awake at the sound of her voice. They opened their eyes, cringed in pain and then looked down at themselves slowly becoming aware of their public nudity as they looked over at Dinah. Then, with a blur of super speed, they were both standing fully clothed. Lois put her hand over her mouth and slowly sat down while swallowing hard.
"Damn you Smallville! I know you don't get them, but trust me hangovers and super speed do not mix!" Lois berated her husband.
Clark rubbed her back and said, "Sorry babe. Though strangely I think I have one as my head feels like Doomsday hit me."
A bedroom door opened and Diana stepped out. Her hair was messy, her skirt had obviously been put on with haste and her arm was covering her bare chest.
"I know I had a shirt on when I got here last night," she said as she looked around.
"A red one?" Dinah asked asked as she leaned over the side of the couch.
"Yes! Hera tell me you found it?" she asked.
"Sort of," Dinah answered. She held up two halves of what was once a lovely red blouse but was now neatly ripped apart. Diana sighed in defeat.
"Well this giant thing has to be yours," Lois said holding up a black lace bra with rather large contour cups. She tossed it to the Princess, who caught it with her free hand while the other remained firmly covering her breasts though Clark had a hand firmly held to his closed eyes. And they all knew he was too much of a sweet farm boy to use his x-ray vision.
"Thanks," she said as she grabbed a man's shirt off the ground, "Bruce's will have to do until we go shopping later. I have to take a shower but please don't be too loud. Bruce usually only sleeps about four hours a day and I would like him to get somewhere near eight while we are away from Gotham," she said before ducking back into her bedroom.
"I think we might have over done it a bit last night," Clark said smiling as he removed his hand from his eyes.
"Don't be just a kill joy Clark, this is Vegas, and we still have another two days to party!" Lois told him with a smirk as she turned to look at him. "What the hell happened to your tooth!"
Clark ran his tongue over his teeth and realized one of his front teeth was missing. "I don't know. I have never lost a tooth before, even when I fought Darkseid."
"NOOOOOOOO!" Oliver screamed from inside his room.
Clark and Lois both looked at Dinah. She took another swig of water before answering, "He just looked in a mirror."
(DaisyJane)
Diana sighed and let out a little moan of pleasure as the hot water streamed down over her body and seemed to relieve her head of the pounding pressure that she'd felt upon awakening. Still it felt like Hephaestus was hammering away inside her head. She tried all the different massage settings of the high tech shower and soon felt slightly better.
She stepped out of the shower and dried off with a large fluffy towel and wrapped another around her head. She looked in the mirror as she dried her legs and noticed something dark high on her left butt cheek. She turned it more toward the mirror and looked over her shoulder gasping at what she saw. A black bat symbol was tattooed on her butt. Hera! If her mother ever saw it—Gods—she had barely accepted the idea of Diana marrying Bruce. Diana felt like beating her head on the sink but since there were already hammers pounding away on the inside she decided that it would be redundant. She sighed again and thought that at least it wasn't a pink unicorn.
She spied her purse on the counter and opened it knowing she had some Advil that she kept in there for when she had menstrual cramps. Yes, even immortal princesses were susceptible to monthly discomfort though not usually hangovers. Out fell a large pile of hundred dollar bills each folded vertically. How in Athena's name had all this money ended up in her purse? The pounding in her head reminded her of her original intention and she quickly found and swallowed two of the Advil.
She was contemplating the fallacy letting Dinah and Lois talk her into an impromptu trip to Vegas as she exited the bathroom when she saw Bruce sprawled on his stomach on the bed completely nude. It wasn't his perfectly chiseled body or the fact that he was snoring so loud that the room shook that caused her to press her hand to her mouth. It was the gold tattoo outlined in black of her double w with the eagle head on his left butt cheek that had her holding her mouth so that she wouldn't wake Bruce with her laughter. But a choking guffaw slipped out and awakened him mid snore.
"Diana?" he mumbled as he rubbed his face on the pillow and patted the other side of the bed.
She quickly moved to the bed and gently sat next to him and said with repressed laughter in her voice, "I'm right here, darling."
"I feel as though someone laid carpet in my mouth last night," he groaned as his arm went around her towel wrapped waist.
"If it makes you feel any better my head aches worse than it did when I got hit with a missile," she said as she swallowed another giggle. Tears were running down her face from the effort not to laugh.
Hearing her strangled tone Bruce turned his head on the pillow and opened one bleary eye to look at her, "Why are you crying? Has something happened to upset you?"
"Not exactly," she said as she couldn't hold back anymore and her beautiful laughter filled the room. Beautiful that is until she started to snort.
"What the hell is going on with you!" he growled as he sat up and felt the mild sting on his rear. He twisted and looked at his butt and let out a single expletive, "Shit!" that started Diana roaring with laughter.
"What the fuck did I do last night," he growled as he glared at her for laughing. "Dick and Tim are never going to let me live this down."
"If it will make you feel any better…" She stood turning her back to him and dropped the towel so he could see the very cute bat symbol on her perfectly toned rear. Bruce was quiet for a moment before he did something he rarely ever did. He laughed.
Diana spun around with a glare and he grabbed her and pulled her onto the bed and quickly rolled her beneath him. "That is the hottest thing I think I have ever seen you wear," he said with mirth in his eyes before capturing her mouth in a searing kiss. Diana quickly gave into passion and things were just starting to get good when they heard a high-pitched screech from the next room.
Diana grabbed her towel and put it back on while Bruce pulled on his pants. They rushed into the living room to see Lois and Clark staring at the screen of Lois's iPhone.
"Kent, what the Hell is going on," Bruce growled.
The shocked Lois quietly but with a smirk handed Bruce the phone. Diana stood next to him and looked at the picture on the screen. It was her, wearing only her black lace panties and bra dancing around a pole while an obviously drunk Bruce slid hundred dollar bills into her panties.
"Oh Hera!"
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With the bathroom door locked Ollie looked at his now clean-shaven face. He hadn't gone without a beard since his time stranded on the desert island. For years he had maintained it as a reminder of his ability to survive whatever life threw at him and now it was gone. But that wasn't the only problem that was bothering him at the moment. He could feel something different about his lower regions. Something was pulling on his cock and he had no idea of what it was. Grabbing his underwear by its sides he pulled them down to find that sometime last night he had gotten a Prince Albert. He could feel his eyes bulge out of his head as he looked at the piercing.
"What the fuck?" He asked himself as he looked at the now swollen head.
Ok... Sometime last night I got drunk... Alright I went and got a Prince Albert... Ok I can deal with that. But what the hell else did I do? He wondered as he turned and caught the shape of a tattoo on his back.
Grabbing a smaller mirror that Dinah used from time to time he held and angled it to see what was present on his back. To his horror, it was a picture of him as the Green Arrow engaged in various sexual acts with Dinah as the Black Canary, Diana in her chiton, and Lois dressed only in her mini skirt. His face paled as he realized the moment he stepped out Clark may turn on his x ray vision and he would surely tell Bruce what was there. Superman was scary... A pissed off Batman was suicide pure and simple.
"Fuck what happened?" he asked the air.
He heard the door shake a little and then came the voice of his angel asking if he was alright.
"Sure fine... Just got a little problem," he said as he heard her work the door handle and waited for the obvious shock she would have when she saw the Prince Albert.
The door open and Dinah looked at Ollie. Her mouth dropped open wide as she looked at his well endowed manhood now sporting a metal rod through the head. She knew that she had tasted metal this morning! She began giggling a little until she looked toward the mirror and saw the tattoo on his back.
"WHAT THE HELL? YOU PERVERTED FREAK! I CAN'T BELIEVE I MARRIED YOU! WHY IN THE NAME OF GOD WOULD YOU GET THAT TATOOED ON YOUR BACK?" she shouted in surprise and anger.