Does Superman have points of tension? If Bruce pushes in a chiropractic capacity, is there anything to even gently click back into place? A single molecule of misplaced nitrogen lurking in a joint? Doesn't feel like it. Everything under Bruce's hands is in perfect condition, through and through. He thinks Clark would have to put himself through the wringer, in the light of the red lamp, to need to be re-aligned.

Still, there are access points to all kinds of primary nerves here, in the spine and through his hips, and Bruce manipulates that as he strokes. An exorcism of some ghost of exhaustion that only mortal flesh feels.

Their positioning means that Bruce still brushes gainst the exposed curve of his ass when he moves, and an obscene drip lands on his skin. He draws a slow breath, in and out. Then leans in, mouth at the back of Clark's neck. "Is this not holding your attention well enough?"

One hand sweeps down, pinches his butt.