Hands (SuperBat)

11 Thankfully

Soon, the next morning came, not as many times as Bruce and Kal did.

Bruce was the first to wake up. He felt the heaviness of Kal whose head laid on his chest.

Then he felt the wetness.

Bruce looked under the covers, hoping it was just leftovers from last night. Nope. It was not.

Kal's legs were wrapped around one of Bruce's. He was still sound asleep.

Bruce felt bad to wake him up. He said in his morning gravelly voice, "Hey, Kal. We need to get up."

"Hm?" Kal stirred in his sleep.

"Come on," Bruce said. "Let's get up. We need to get clean." He didn't want to tell Kal outright that he wet the bed. They just had a very amazing night, and he didn't want to ruin the mood.

Kal muttered, "A little longer."

"I'm sticky," Bruce said. "Let's go." He was hoping that Kal wouldn't notice as he got up from the bed. He grabbed another nearby blanket and wrapped it around his half-sleeping partner. He strategically slipped the wet sheet off of him.

Kal got on his knees, with his head still resting on the pillow. He groaned groggily. "Do I have to?"

"Semen is the worst when dry," Bruce said.

"Ew," Kal muttered. "Why are you so gross?"

"It's yours," Bruce retaliated.

Kal groaned, thankfully still too sleepy to notice the wet sheets below him.

"We can shower together," Bruce suggested. He wrapped an arm around his waist to get him to get off the bed.

With little fuss, Kal got up.

Bruce got Kal to the bathtub to shower off, then he gave Alfred note to change Kal's sheets while Kal soaked in the bathtub filled with bubbles.

It seemed the bath woke Kal up a bit when Bruce came back. He had his knees to his chest as he swirled the bubble with his finger. Thankfully, he was relaxed. This was the most relaxed Bruce had seen him for a while. Maybe it was delayed post-nut clarity. Maybe not.

Bruce came back with a mimosa in each hand. He asked, "Mind if I join?"

Kal looked down into the water to contemplate. Maybe he wasn't as loose as he was the night before. It probably took the dinner and movie to get relaxed enough to actually have sex with Bruce.

Bruce never thought about that.

Kal said, "Sure."

Bruce took off his robe and slid into the bathtub facing Kal. He chuckled, "Quite the night, hunh?"

He replied, "Yeah. I surprised myself."

"Are you... Okay?" Bruce asked this because he knew the last time he was involved in a sexual act, it was with Vandal. And that was neither okay or consent.

"I did have a nightmare," Kal said. "But when I woke up terrified, the sound of your heartbeat calmed me down enough."

"Enough?"

"Enough not to cry out loud," Kal answered. "Enough that I didn't feel like freezing up and wanting to run away."

"Hm," Bruce nodded. "Thank you for opening up and telling me this. I know this whole thing has been difficult for you."

Kal nodded. His eyes stared down at the bubbles. His expression was going vacant. He was closing off. His mind was leaving to be somewhere far off.

"Kal," Bruce called, before Kal could go too far.