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The sun was beginning to make its way down past the Gotham Skyline, and Bruce was starting to stir awake from what he could describe as a full rest. Jess's head was perched atop his chest, hand splayed across his torso, and brown hair frizzy from the second and third time he made her orgasm. She was worn out, and frankly, he was too.

But he had a job to do. A slight mumble fell from her lips, beginning to stir awake from her slumber. "Stay with me a little longer?" She whispered, nuzzling her face further into his neck.

"Just a little longer." He mumbled, kissing the crown of her head. He ran his fingers over the skin of her back in a trance.

Jess ran her fingers over some of the scars, noticing how his breathing hitches each time she touched one. "These are some nasty marks." She mumbled.

"It's not so bad." He looked into her eyes when she gazed at him.

"Oh really?" She asked with a raised brow. "How many crack ribs do you have?"

Bruce darted his eyes away. "I've had twelve fractures."

"That's what I thought." She chuckled, kissing a somewhat bulging scar right over his left pectoral with a hum. She picked up the breathy moan he released and kissed another one to hear it again. "Did you enjoy yourself?" She mumbled.

Bruce hummed. "I did. I did a lot, actually." Jess giggled to his neck, cheeks flushing in embarrassment. He rolled on top of her as Jess laughed out loud this time.

"Bruce, I don't think I can take you again." She giggled. "You've overstimulated me enough, don't you think?"

"Tasting you is like an addiction." He grumbled against her neck, sucking at the skin. "And I don't think I want to quit."

Jess bit her lip, eyes rolling at the back of her head. "Listen, nosferatu, you're gonna have to cool it on the hickies. My parents can be here any minute," She pushed him off her, rolling her upper body onto his chest. "Remember?"

He pushed a strand of hair away from her face with a soft smile. "I know."

She noticed the indescribable look in his eyes. No one, not even Kyle, looked at her the way he was. Then again, she never gave Kyle the chance to love her the way he wanted to. "What?" Jess asked, copying his smile.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered. A delicate look crossed Jess's features at his sincere compliment. She placed a gentle kiss on his lips once more before pulling away. Then a thought popped into her head, her phone hadn't rung once. It was a ploy to get away from the tender moment they were sharing. A scheme to run away before she had her heartbroken.

She peeled away from Bruce's arms. "One second."

"Where are you going?" Bruce grunted, using the other to reach out and grab Jess to pull her back into his side.