Bruce Wayne Oneshots

Mine (smut)

Word count: 1.3k

Synopsis: After a heated argument with your boyfriend you leave for some space, causing him to give you a surprise visit.

Warnings: SMUT THE HOUSE. angst! Stalking, P in V (wrap it before you tap it)! Possessiveness, daddy kink, orgasm denial, degrading, mentions of pregnancy.

You stormed out of Wayne Tower, tears streaming down your face. You quickly whip out your phone and call the only person on the planet you can fully trust right now. Your best friend Micheal. You and Micheal go way back since the day you two were born. Your mothers were best friends until they passed. You go to his contact and click the call button anxiously waiting for him to pick up. "y/n what's wrong?"

"B-bruce and I just got into a huge fight over the most dumbest shit ever. He thinks I cheated on him with some dude at the club. I don't know what to do. I don't blame him the picture looks real but it- it's not me." "I believe you okay? Where are you?" You look around your surroundings, "I'm near Chapel Close. it's okay you don't have to pick me up" he scoffs. "You're funny if you think I'm gonna leave you outside this late, I'll be right there"

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You arrive at Michael's house and sit down on the couch. "Do you need anything y/n?"  "No, I'm okay," You say staring down at the ashy floor, feeling tears build in your eyes. Micheal sits down next to you, his hand wraps around your shoulder, bringing you closer to his chest. You breathe in slowly taking in his cologne. "It's gonna be okay, he just needs time to think and calm down. Just like you do. Breathe mama." he places a kiss on your forehead and heads upstairs. "I'm gonna start a shower for you okay?" he yells. "Okay," you whisper, following him.

You get out of the shower and pick up your phone. "No notifications." it read. Your heart sank, "Why was he doing this? Throwing away three years without giving me a chance to explain." You thought.  You walk out of the bathroom and head to the guest room. You put on your red pajama set and head back downstairs. Candles were lit everywhere, the Titanic was playing on the TV, and snacks were laid out on the couch.

"Micheal. Oh my gosh, I don't know what to say." he smiles. "I don't know how much this is hurting you, but I remember when you did this for me when I needed it. And I know you need it way more than me." You walk closer to him hugging him as tight as you can. He breathlessly laughs. "Don't kill me now." you look up, tears building up in your eyes "Like I would ever be dumb enough to do that." He lets go of the hug and spins you around guiding you to the couch. "LETS GET THIS MOVIE STARTED." He yells shaking you back and forth. "OKAYY."

The two of you finish the movie. "You sure you don't want to stay over." "No it's okay, Bruce gave me an early shift I wouldn't get there on time." he jokingly pouts. "Okay, let me take you home."

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You put your keys in the door and open it. You enter into your living room and turn on the lights. You drop your keys at the sight of Bruce sitting on a chair. "JESUS what-" "What were you doing with Micheal y/n?" he interrupts you. "nothing, I just needed a ride home." he chuckles. "Do you think I'm stupid? You think I didn't see you go to his house?" your face starts to heat up. "nothing happened" you yell picking up your keys and putting them down. "Why the fuck do you always have to be so possessive Bruce we aren't even together anymore!" he towers over you pressing your back into the wall. "Shut.. fuck, shut your pretty little mouth and let me talk for one fucking second." He growled.

"I had the picture revised it's not you," you release your hands, and storm past him knocking into his shoulder. You walk to your bedroom and sit on your bed, and take your pants off. "Great you can go then. I have to go to bed." "Why?" he asks leaning on the door. "because you gave me the morning shift asshole." you hiss. asshole. Out of the many things that set Bruce Wayne off today, that was the tip of the iceberg. He pins your hands behind your back and bends you over. "that's it I'm fucking done with your attitude princess. You want daddy's attention you fucking have it now." "b- bruce wai-" "stop. talking." His jaw ticked.

"do you know.." he sighed his hands running up and down your ass. "how hard it is to see you in the arms of another man." *smack* "How hard it is to see how other men eye fuck you all the time." *smack* "You're mine. Got that?" he said, jealousy dripping from his lips. You only moaned in response. *smack*  "That was a question princess." he hissed. "Yes daddy." "mhm, good girl."  His hand traveled down to your hips. Slowly playing with the hem of your thin underwear before taking it off roughly.

Before you could protest about it he removed the tiny fabric from your body and ran his fingers through your folds. As much as he loved foreplay, getting you nice and wet and ready for him. He didn't have the patience today. Not when he had to show you who you would always belong to. He moved back from you removing his jeans and pushing his boxers down. He stroked his cock a few times, teasing your aching hole. You moved your hips back, slowly pushing his cock inside you.

His eyes glued to the way your ass moved on him. "All fucking mine," he said grabbing your flesh. "All yours baby." you moaned. You whimpered when he filled you up with his cock. Your hands reach down to grab the sheets as you throw your head back in pleasure. Bruce trailed kisses all down your back and neck, letting you adjust to his size. His hands gripped your waist firmly as he thrust in and out slowly.

"Bruce faster," you begged. "Shut it slut." he gritted through his teeth. The next thing you know he was pounding into you, his hips snapping on your ass so much you felt like you were truly about to break.  His hand snaked around to put pressure on your clit while the other hand encircled your throat.

"Fuck, daddy please." you sputtered out. "What baby? You gonna cum for me?" "Yes, please." his movements stopped as he removed his hand from your clit. You whined at the loss of your upcoming orgasm. "Can Micheal fuck you like this? He whispered in your ear.

"No none can only you, I swear" you exclaimed. "Good girl." his movements increased. "Cum with me baby." you came roughly, feeling your legs almost give out from under you. Your vision became blurry for a moment but Bruce didn't slow down.

"Such a perfect pussy fuck, you want my babies hm? Make your stomach all nice and round." he panted. The thought of that made you tighten around him causing him to quicken his pace and with one final thrust, he let go inside you. You felt his hot cum splatter all over your velvet walls. He removed his cock from your cunt, making you whine at the loss of contact.

He laid you both down. "All mine," he whispered in your ear leaving a kiss on your temple. "All yours" you laughed.

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an: hi my angels!! i really need to stop updating once a month lol.. i do have another oneshot in the works hopefully i update it this week bye my love see you soon 😚💕