Bruce Wayne x Younger Reader SMUT

It was well past midnight whenever Bruce returned home. He was always busy protecting Gotham City from its notorious criminals and barely had any time left to spend with you. You were still up. You did everything you could to stay awake to see him. Drink coffee, chat with Alfred, read magazines, etc. It was becoming very tiring, but you just had to see him.

You were laying in Bruce's large bed with the comforter over your body, pretending to be asleep when you finally heard the bedroom door open. Bruce opened the door quietly and sneaked into the room, careful not to 'wake' his lover. You tilt your head slightly, amused that he actually thought you were sleeping. You clear your throat to catch his attention, making him turn around and look at you.

"I thought you'd be asleep by now." he said, before walking over to the bed. He was still in his Batsuit but even with his face half-hidden, his deep voice still sent shivers down her spine. You look up at him, a familiar gaze within your eyes as you remove the blanket covering your body. He takes a nice long look at what you were wearing. Well, barely wearing.

The soft black lace push-up bra and thong set made your body so sexy and alluring, but the look on your face was what really set things off. You shifted on the bed to a kneeling position, for once face to face after one week of no contact. Giving him a small coy smile and batting your lashes.

"I was waiting for you. It gets pretty lonely for me nowadays." you breathed. Your arms wrap around his neck, caressing the cowl before taking it off. His gloved hands came in contact with your hips before hooking a finger around the waistband of the thong, sliding it down and off your smooth legs slowly and sensually.

"Did you miss me, dear?"

"I always do." an involuntary moan escaping past your lips. Your hands impatiently trying to remove the rest of his suit, with a small chuckle he helps you take off the suit. Now he stood bare before you, your eyes trailing all over his perfectly muscular body. He gives you a small mischievous smirk.

"Lie down and spread your legs. I'll make it up to you."

With your back on the soft mattress, you took in deep breaths while your eyes were fixated on the white ceiling. You eagerly waited for his touch. He kneels between your parted legs and looks down at your pussy, a mixture of adoration and hunger in his dark blue eyes.

"You're already so wet for me. Such a naughty little girl."

You let out a whimper as his fingers trace your wet puffy lips, he clicks his tongue. A small moan then leaves you as he slides his finger all the way in with little resistance.

"Bruce, please." you say under your breath.

"With pleasure." he said before diving deep between your legs. You cry out softly and clutched the bedsheets in your hands.

Bruce ran his tongue all over your cunt. Licking your slit up and down and circling your clit before dipping into your tight weeping hole. He then started flicking your clit in fast swipes and fucking your hole with his tongue. You moaned out shamelessly, forgetting if Alfred could hear you. Bruce slips two fingers in and pumps them fast, stretching her walls.

"Good girl. I can't get enough of this sweet little cunt."

If he continued any more of this dirty talk, you weren't going to last much longer. Your hand finds its way to his hair and grips it, the pressure in your lower region becoming overwhelmed. Your moans got louder as you feel yourself getting closer to a mind-blowing orgasm, your hips gyrating into Bruce's inviting mouth.

"F-fuck! Bruce, I-I'm gonna cum so fucking hard!" you couldn't barely think of anything else. He looks up at you and says before sucking your clit hard.

"Cum for me, princess. I want to hear you scream."

There was something in you that snapped and you let out the most pornographic moan while crying his name. Everything in your eyes became white as your orgasm washed over you intensely. With his mouth alone, Bruce fucked you right through it, prolonging the pleasure. He finally comes up from your trembling legs and gives you a deep passionate kiss.

You collapse on the bed with your hunger finally sated. Bruce lays down next to you and peppers you with small kisses. A satisfied sigh leaves you as he covers the both of you with blankets and pulls you near his chest.

"I'm sorry for not spending enough time with you." he apologises. You turn your head and kiss him.

"It's alright, Bruce. You're here now and that's all that matters."