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Baby, tell me how you hate me...

My first attempt at Valeyne, here I go! Kind of inspired by Ellie Goulding's "Hate me" featuring JuiceWRLD.

TW// Verbal Abuse, Violence, Statutory Rape, Underage Sexual Activity

Bruce runs through the house of mirrors, fleeing from the disfigured maniac that just tried to blow him up.

"Romeo, oh Romeo! Where art thou, Bruce Wayne, my darling?!" Jerome yells, chasing after him.

"You killed Alfred." Bruce says angrily.

"Is that what this is about? Geez, are all rich kids this close with their butlers?" Jerome says quietly, dumbfounded. "I'll tell you what...let's settle this mano é mano, my little conquistador..." Jerome says, sliding his gun across the floor. Suddenly Bruce tackles him from behind, knocking him to the floor.

"What kinda hero tackles someone from behind?" Jerome says, trying to squirm out of Bruce's grip. Bruce flips Jerome onto his back, punching him hard in the jaw. Jerome laughs hysterically as Bruce rains blows down upon him. Bruce starts strangling him just to make him shut up.

"I hate you! You are pure sin! You are an abomination! You are mutant scum! You are not human, you're a demon! A monster! A sick, twisted curse upon humanity! AND I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M ATTRACTED TO YOU!!!" Bruce screams in Jerome's face. Jerome stares up at him with lustful hate in his gaze, grabbing ahold of Bruce's hands.

"You have strange taste, Brucie boy..." Jerome growls, flipping Bruce onto his back. "You are so hot, I can't wait to make you scream and beg. The only name you'll remember is mine." Jerome says darkly, wrapping a gloved hand around Bruce's neck. His other hand travels down to Bruce's belt, unbuckling it quickly and undoing his fly.

"You mean nothing to me." Bruce spits out venomously, words full of hatred and contempt. "You're just a sexy, handsome, insane lunatic clown!"

"I like it when you call me sexy, Bruuuuce..." Jerome says playfully, shoving a hand down Bruce's pants and groping his bulge. Bruce lets out a little gasp at the contact, squirming.

"You make me sick, you better make this quick!" Bruce snaps, baring his teeth. Jerome's hand tightens around the billionaire boy's neck, causing him to choke.

"Oh...Baby, tell me how you hate me..." Jerome says darkly, oozing lust and hate.

"You're nothing but a sick, demented clown...you missed me so much you went psycho, freak!" Bruce snaps, trying to get under Jerome's freckled, scarred skin.

"Hmm...you seem to really like freaks like me...makes me wonder what's wrong with Selina? HAHAHAHA!!!" Jerome taunts, cackling hysterically. Bruce headbutts him, flipping the giggling maniac over. He slams his lips against Jerome's, kissing him angrily. He pulls away and punches him square in the jaw again, then leans in and kisses him again.

"God, I hate you." Bruce says darkly, looking at the murderer underneath him with hatred, contempt, and uncontrollable lust. He wraps and hand around Jerome's neck, his other hand fumbling with Jerome's fly. Jerome grabs Bruce's wrist tight, holding his choking hand tight.

"I just want to fuck you. I just want this out of my system. I want you out of my head, you. sick. freak." Bruce whispers harshly in Jerome's ear, biting his earlobe. Jerome lets out a deep growl, his grip on Bruce's wrist tightening.

"Then lets just get it over with, Brucie boy..." Jerome growls, staring into Bruce's brownish-green eyes.

(I honestly do not know what color Bruce Wayne's fucking eyes are, FR)

"I. Hate. You. So. Much... Get. Your. Fucking. Pants. Off."

Jerome flips Bruce onto his front, pinning him down and pulling his black slacks and white briefs down with one hand. He pulls his long, hard dick out of his own underwear, violently burying himself in the billionaire boy with one hard thrust.

"Ah! You sick fuck!" Bruce cries out in pain. Jerome moves hard and fast, keeping Bruce pinned down with his arms behind his back. Bruce is a grunting, gasping, moaning mess underneath him, squirming and panting breathlessly.

"You make me so sick-- AH! Oh, Fuck! Don't stop! Ahh!" Bruce yells out. Jerome tightens his grip on Bruce's wrists, nearly breaking his arm.

"I'm...I'm going to-- AHHH, FUCK!!!" Bruce yells out, climaxing violently.

"Ah! God, you're so tight! Ugh, ugh....ahhh...oh, fuckkkkk..." Jerome groans, ramming into Bruce one last time and cumming hard inside his tight hole.

Jerome pulls out, tucking himself back in his briefs and zipping his fly. He stands up and starts walking away.

"Hey!" Bruce yells snottily.

"What?!" Jerome says, turning around.

"Fuck you." Bruce says, pulling his pants back up.

"I just did." Jerome says quietly, and with that he walks out of the house of mirrors, leaving Bruce with cum soaked underwear and a sore ass.

Oh, man...I've never written anything like that. I feel like I should be arrested and put on a registry LOL