A Kryptonian's Fixation

Clark: Unholy Fantasies

 Sorry if it's awkward and/or cringe. I still hope you enjoy it the best you can!

                                    ~SR

I flopped onto my bed, closing my eyes and groaning. I can't believe I did that. That I did any of that! No, I don't know what my relationship is with Bruce, but doing that with Batman definitely isn't the best thing to do!

'What if they're the same person? It would explain my reaction to both of them... But that doesn't make it better.' Even my thoughts were growing confused and almost desperate to make sense of what I did. Why I did it too.

I rolled onto my back, looking up at the ceiling. As I laid there, trying to think, something pressed through. A little fantasy of me and Bruce.

We were in my bedroom, but it was remodeled so that it could fit both of our things. He pushed me onto the bed, quickly straddling my waist and kissing me deeply. I could taste a hint of his dark coffee and strawberries that Ma liked to grow during the summer months.

I groaned and grabbed his hips, grinding up into him. He broke the kiss to moan in my ear, quickly grinding back into me. My grip on him tightened.

"Bruce." I groaned.

"Yes, Clark~?" His voice was breathless, him looking so beautiful.

"You look so gorgeous~" I cooed, pulling him down to kiss those delicious lips.

It was passionate and heated, one of my hands moving from his hips to cradling his head. I pulled him closer to me, pushing my tongue into his mouth.

He pulled away before I could get that far, laughing a little. With the way that the moonlight fell on him, it made him look like an angel. His eyes seemed to glow too.

He then sat up, pulling his shirt off, revealing-

A sudden phone ringing made me open my eyes. I was sweating and breathing heavily. Glancing down, I immediately realized why.

"Shit..." I murmured, biting my lip at the end.

The ringing started again, coming from my phone.

I snatched it from my nightstand with one hand, seeing as one of my hands was dirty. I shifted to sitting up as I answered, it was only polite to do so. The ringing of my phone thankfully had calmed me down just a little.

"H-Hello, Kent speaking?"

There was a moment of silence before a deep and handsome voice called through.

"Is this a bad time?"

"B-Bruce! Is something wrong?" I pulled the phone from my ear, checking the time. "Its nine, aren't you and Dick asleep at this point?"

Bruce chuckled, the sound doing something to me. Glancing down, I winced.

"Yeah, tonight's a longer night... I wanted to see if you were free this weekend. Dick has a mathletes tournament."

I softly groaned as I shifted my weight in bed. A whole weekend, alone with him. Even a few hours alone with him keeps getting me in trouble!

"You okay?" He sounded concerned.

I took a deep breath as quietly as I could. I didn't want to scare him off. Especially with how fast everything seems to be moving!

"Yeah, was stretching..." I lied.

He chuckled again.

'I wonder what he would sound like underneath me.'

I gulped, shifting again. 

"A-Anyway, you aren't going with him? For the tournament?"

"Yeah, he said that he wanted to try on his own. Tried to convince him multiple times." He scoffed softly, but it sounded more amused than anything else.

I bit my lip, glancing down to my growing problem.

'I could- No! It'd be wrong! But how would he know? He has such a sexy voice, even like this...'

"Sounds like he's trying to be all grown." I laughed a little, slowly pumping my cock.

There was a breathy sigh from his side. I could almost imagine him sighing like that as I slowly stretch him with my fingers.

"He's growing up too fast." He complained, his voice becoming uncharacteristically whiny.

I bit my lip and pulled the phone away from my mouth as I moan lowly. I then pulled it back.

"Why do you say that?" I wanted to hear him talk more.

"He's just been more independent lately, which is good! But it feels too fast! I just became his guardian not that long ago." He huffed.

"Really?" I asked, closing my eyes a little.

It was like he just needed that reassurance that someone was listening, even partially, as I found him talking almost endlessly. I tilted my head back as I listened to him rant and complain and praise his son, but I wasn't listening to his words. I was focused on his voice changes ever-so subtly.

"Maybe I should adopt another kid..."

I laughed in surprise, making a mess of myself at that moment.

"W-wow, really?"

"Yeah, but who knows..." His voice sounded distant, like he was thinking about something else.

"Hey, its late, you should go to sleep before you do something only a billionaire can do." I teased.

He laughed, scoffing at the end. Then he was quiet. I could hear his breathing, so I knew he was still there. I opened my mouth to ask if something was wrong, but he started to speak.

"Clark, what are we? I know that we haven't been on many proper dates, but," he sighed heavily and paused for a moment. "I surprisingly enjoy your company. I-I know that sounds rude, and most likely spoiled, but I do. I've been with many people, some as genuine friends and others as -as donors or other billionaires. Out of everyone, I enjoy your company far more than just an acquaintance or a friend." He sighed again. "I'm thinking too fast, aren't I?"

I quickly shook my head, swinging my legs over the bed.

"N-No, no... I enjoy your company too. Far more than Lois."

There was a moment of silence before a breath of relief.

"Alright... Then, Clark Kent, would you do me the honors of being my boyfriend?"

I smiled and chuckled, nodding.

"I would love to be your boyfriend, Bruce Wayne. Now, no more worrying about little Dickie growing up and get some sleep." I teased.

He laughed a bit before giving a hum.

"Alright, good night, Clark... Talk with you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, tomorrow."

We ended the call there, and I just couldn't stop smiling. Then I looked at the mess I made of myself. I shook my head and got up to get clean. I should be ashamed of what I did, doing that without him knowing... Yet, I wasn't.

I frowned, questioning myself a little.

'It's fine. I haven't felt this way about anyone before, so it'll probably pass.' I thought, turning the shower on. If it got any worse, then I'll talk to Batman about it... Or if I started trying to kiss him again.