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It was yet another tiresome night in Gotham. Bruce was stretched thin between trying to chase criminals and gather leads. He swiftly rounded the corner trying to catch a jewel thief when he was promptly thrown to the ground.
He slowly lifted himself from the ground to see a huge shadow cast over him. Bruce threw himself back trying to assess the situation. “Sorry Bru- I mean batman, are you ok?”.
Once Bruce was off the ground he recognized the figure in front of him. “Clark you scared me i th-” before another word escaped his lips he was pushed against the wall hard enough to get the wind knocked out of him.
A cop car was loudly blaring as it speeded past the ally. Bruce looked at Clark, he was close. Bruce could smell Clark’s cologne and sweat, mixing together to create an almost intoxicating smell.
Clark kept his eyes pinned to the road next to him. Bruce was completely trapped between Clark and the wall behind him. Slowly heat started to sift through Bruce’s body filling his head and well his other head.
Thankfully Clark finally let off of him. Freeing Bruce from and further embarrassment. Maybe he didn't notice. Bruce looked to meet Clark's eyes and saw they were promptly starting down at his boner. Bruce quickly grabbed his cape and pulled it around himself trying to keep what dignity he had left.
“Ar-are you okay?” fuck he definitely noticed. Bruce grabbed his grappling hook and shot for the building corner. He needed to get out of this conversation as fast as possible.
Once he arrived back at his manner Alfred was already questioning what happened. “You were right on them sir, what happened?”. “Just had a little interruption, I just need to do some stuff here,” Bruce said, waving his hand in the air to shoo Alfred away.
Clark was so close to him You would think he’d know he had a crush of him by how he acted.
All he wanted was for Clark to grab him and well do what ever he wanted to him.
Bruce flicked his head back taking off his mask finally getting a breath of fresh air. Never mind Clarks intent he still had a boner and it was starting to hurt. He slid off his pants and the only thing he could think about was Clark.
His smile, his smell, and how close they wore, how he threw his against the wall so ruffly. Before he knew it he started to stroke his dick slowly. I mean it didn't hurt if it was only one time.
He started to stroke his cock fast imagining Clack holding it in his hand. Fuck it felt good. Faster Clark please, fuck i need it. Bruce started to hump his hand feeling himself getting closer to the edge. “Clark fuck Clark” Bruce started to scream aloud as he was pushed over the edge. “Shit”. He looked down to see the mess he’s made all over his desk in his cave. Cum dripped from his hand “gross”.
A sudden swoosh of air was felt behind him. “Bruce, Bruce, are you ok? I heard you calling my name.”. Shit i forgot about his hearing. Clack grabbed the back of his chair and turned it around to see a blushing Bruce who had his cape laid over his crotch. Clark quickly turned away a flush spreading over his whole body. “Fuck I'm so sorry i didn't mean to interrupt uhh”.
“Can I ask you something…”. A silent nod came from Bruce, “why were you calling my name while uhh, you know”. Bruce felt his body growing even hotter “i was umm” Well no use in hiding now i guess. “I was thinking about you”. “Me?” “ya Clark you”.
“Do you like me Bruce?" Clark said timidly. Another nod came from Bruce which sealed his fate. Instant regret filled him. Who confesses their love for someone when they're basically but ass necked. “I'm sorry i didn't want to tell you like this i just i don't-”. Clark cut him off “ca-can i kiss you then”. “Well ya” Clark swooped in, grabbing Clark by the back of his neck and placed a gentle kiss on Bruce. Bruce proceeded to pull Clark on to him and grabbed his hair pulling him into a more passionate kiss.
They pulled away “fuck Clark i want you”. Bruce tried to unzip Clark's pants before he was promptly stopped by Clark’s hand. “Wait.” “What is it, is there something wrong, do you not want to stop?.”. “No i like this, i like you its just that not all parts of me are the same as you” Clark said placing a hand on to Bruce's bulge under his cape which made Bruce shiver. “I don't care what it looks like Clark”. Bruce went back to his pants slowly pulling down the boxers to reveal Clark's cock.
Bruce’s heart jumped slightly seeing it. It was still manageable but bigger than Bruce had ever seen in real life. It had these almost like gills that flared out toward the top.
“Sorry i know it’s weird-” Bruce pushed Clark off of his lap and fell to his knees in front of him, grabbing the base of his cock in his hand. Bruce placed his lips around his tip, licking it gently”.
Clark grabbed a handful of Bruce's hair in his hand.
Bruce slowly eased his cock’s into his mouth feeling around these his gill’s. Bruce pulled off in one fell swoop, “I want you to push my head”. “You want me to what”, “Push my head”. “Are sure” “yes”. Clark slowly pushed his head until a muffled harder came from Bruce’s mouth”
Clark started to fuck Bruce’s head(per his request) causing spit and cum to drip down Bruce’s chine and onto the floor small gaging noises escaped from Bruce’s lip’s. Clark pulled off of Bruce just in time for him to cum on to Bruce’s face.
“F-fuck I'm sorry Bruce i didn't mean to” Bruce started to pick up what he could before standing up. Bruce threw off the rest of his suit, Clark doing the same. “You ready for more” Clark threw his head back around to see Bruce thrown over his desk spreading his hole with an impish look on his face.
“Wait Bruce, what if I lose control and I'm too ruff or it feels too weird”. “Clark, I don't care, I want you, please." Clark placed the tip of his dick against Bruce’s hole pushing in in one fell swoop, Causing a loud moan to come from Bruce's lips. “Fuck your so b-big”, “do you want me to stop” “no i want more Clark please i need more”.
Clark started to slowly push in and out of Bruce causing him to groan at the pace. “Clark you're pushing against something weird” ragged moan’s escape his lip’s. Bruce can feel as Clark speeding up his hips being pushed hard into the desk with each trust.
“Fuck Clark faster i need more” hearing Bruce under his make’s Clarks heart jump. The faster past pushes Bruce's dick against the table, the friction making him moan louder. Small tears start to form in Bruce’s eyes making his back makeup run down his face.
Incoherent words fall from Bruce’s lips. Clark places his hands on Clark's thighs slowly lifting him into the air but keeping his steady and rough pace. One there fully in the air Bruce cranes his neck back to kiss Clark.
“Clark you're so deep in me”. Clark does not hesitate for a moment, bunking into Bruce feeling pleasure spread through his whole body. Clark wrapped his hand around Bruce’s cock and with a few strokes Bruce came loudly into Clark’s hand.
“Fuck Bruce I'm so close, you feel so good”. Bruce can feel as Clark’s cock slowly starts to increase in size pushing hard against his prostate. “Wh-what’s going on, while i-is it so big”.
With a few more thrusts Clark comes into Bruce. Filling Bruce all the way up before pulling out.
Bruce slowly brings them back to the ground. “Are you ok Bruce i didn't mean to go that ruff”. “It was amazing”.
One bruise is let back to the ground, his legs start to shake. “Here, why don't I carry you up to your room”. “I can walk just fine” Bruce takes about 5 steps before his leg buckle. Clark swoops in and picks him up. “It’s really no trouble”.
Clark carries him up to his room, feeling him nuzzle into his chest. Clark lays him in bed pulling the covers over him. Clark turns to leave when Bruce garbs him “please stay”. “Of course i will”