Another kiss, a knot of vertebra, and then he's leaning over to one side, fishing something out of the mess of instruments laid out beside them. One hand always kept on Clark. Turns out it's the emergency shears, which he uses to snip him free of the wraps on his arms. They're still spiralled around him, and there's still the cuffs, but he'll be able to almost fully relax in this position.
Incidentally, leading that far over him means Bruce presses up against his recently-abused bum, which might feel a certain way, his cock half-hard and twitching just so with interest as he leans. Oof, Bruce grunts some low sound as he slides his hands over Clark's ribs.
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Another kiss, a knot of vertebra, and then he's leaning over to one side, fishing something out of the mess of instruments laid out beside them. One hand always kept on Clark. Turns out it's the emergency shears, which he uses to snip him free of the wraps on his arms. They're still spiralled around him, and there's still the cuffs, but he'll be able to almost fully relax in this position.
Incidentally, leading that far over him means Bruce presses up against his recently-abused bum, which might feel a certain way, his cock half-hard and twitching just so with interest as he leans. Oof, Bruce grunts some low sound as he slides his hands over Clark's ribs.
It's a high for him, too.
"You did that very well."