Hm, hm. Maybe his hair is cute, when it's all messed up. Bruce doesn't reach for it, though, and instead busies his hands finding purchase on a broad superchest to shift over and up, pressed close, leveraged with just enough space to leave him looking down at Clark.

"You sure?"

Do you want to get up at all. Sure, they're filthy, but that has its upsides. Bruce kisses him, warm and encouraging, and then moves his mouth to his jaw, and lower, the soft hollow beneath his chin. It's just as slow and sweet as everything in the past long minutes, but there's something tempting in it, too. Because he doesn't want it to be over, be it here or in the shower or sitting in a bath tub full of ice. He wants Clark to know how badly he wants him, and how real that is.

Also this has been very hot, in addition to all the emotions, which are significant.