𝓥𝓲𝓻𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓽𝔂[√]

10

Bruce pulled Clark up the stairs and into the bedroom. He pulled Clark over to the bed and stood over him as he started to pull off his suit.

"Bruce," Clark said as he placed a hand on Bruce's to stop him. "You're shaking," He whispered, pulling Bruce closer.

Bruce looked at him and sighed, "I just don't want it to be bad." He groaned, and Clark huffed as he stood. Then, he started to unbutton Bruce's shirt.

"It could never be bad to get in bed with Bruce Wayne," Clark smirked, and Bruce rolled his eyes. Clark finished stripping him completely, and Bruce started to turn red under his gaze, from the tip of his ears all the way down to his chest. "Ooooh, you're blushing," Clark chuckled, and Bruce glared at him.

"Just get on the damn bed," Bruce hissed, climbing onto the bed and

Clark got undressed down to his boxers before climbing in and settling between Bruce's legs. "You know, Lois is getting fired on Monday," Clark said, leaning down to kiss the other man's neck.

"She better be," Bruce moaned as he gripped Clark's biceps.

Clark huffed, reached over to the bedside table, and pulled out a bottle of lube. He went down between Bruce's legs and popped the bottle. He squirted some on his fingers, and his other went to Bruce's cock and slowly jerked him off. He leaned forward and took Bruce in his mouth while he slowly pushed his finger into the hole.

He looked up at Bruce and saw that his eyes were squeezed shut, and his fist was gripping the bed sheets. He used his free hand to tap Bruce's hip, getting the other to look at him. "I'm fine, it just feels so weird," Bruce muttered, and Clark hummed around his cock.

He added another finger, and Bruce hissed and slightly raised his hips off the bed. He watched Bruce's face until he relaxed again before adding a third finger into him. "Claaark," Bruce moaned, and Clark pulled off just in time to see Bruce throw his head back and come.

Pulling out his fingers and grabbing the lube. He lube up his cock and crawled up over Bruce, he hovered over him. "Are you still ok?" He asked. Bruce looked up at him. His face was red, there was sweat running down his forehead, and his hair was damn, and he used his finger to move it off his forehead.

"I'm fine," Bruce gritted out.

Clark captured his lips in a slow kiss as he lined up and slowly pushed in. He felt Bruce's teeth bite onto his lip hard and groaned.

He slowly pulled out and pushed back in, making Bruce gasp, releasing his lip, and Clark pulled back and looked down at the other. Clark continued at a slow, steady pace until Bruce opened his eyes and glared up at him.

"S-stop cheating me like I'm fragile, Clark; just fuck me already," He grumbled.

"I'm not treating you like you're fragile, Bruce; I'm handling you with care," The other man replied, burying his head in Bruce's shoulder. "And you don't fuck away virginity; you make love till it's gone," He whispered, and Bruce stiffened under him.

Clark smirked at Bruce's neck as he picked up his pace just a little; he reached between them and jerked him off. He was close to cumming, but he wanted to make Bruce have another orgasm first.

"C-Clark," Bruce called as he came; Clark, too, gave a few more thrusts before he came.

He sighed as he pulled out Bruce and got on his knees. He climbed off the bed and went to the bathroom. He started to fill the bath; he added a few drops of Bruce bath oils and waited for it to fill up before heading back to the bedroom and going over to the man who was still on the bed.

"Bruce," He said, and the man opened his eyes and hummed. "Let's get you in the bath," He said, lifting Bruce up, bringing him to the bathroom, and gently placing him into the tub before going back into the bedroom, changing the sheets and putting new ones on.

About thirty minutes later, He went back into the bathroom. He took a quick shower before wrapping a towel around his waist and going over to Bruce, who was watching him with his head leading on the side of the tub. He helped Bruce out of the tub and dried him off before bringing him into the bedroom and placing him on the bed. He grabbed a pair of boxers for both of them, pulling his own and then helping Bruce into his.

He got them settled under the covers and wrapped his arms around the other, who still said a word since they finished having sex but watched his every move.

"Clark," Bruce whispered, turning to face him. Clark looked down at him, and their eyes connected. "I love you," Bruce said, and Clark grinned.

"I love you too,"

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Word count: 820

Re-published: April 28, 2024, 7 pm

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