Bruce hitches his knee up more. Tucks them even closer together, his cock pressed against Clark's backside, rocking him just so into the touch that cages him. Much longer like this and his other arm will probably start falling asleep, though he likes having a hold on him. The excuse to move, then, is fortunate—
"Gosh, Kansas."
Awfully forward of you. Bruce kisses the side of his neck, squeezes his wrist slow and steady like he's hugging him, not restraining him. Sinks his teeth in where he'd placed that kiss, as slow and steady as that hold on him. Hard, harder, sucking at it, leaving a lurid red mark that nearly draws blood. Nothing easy about it, despite the lazy pace. A sinking back into the deep waters of that mood, inside of being electrocuted.
Maybe. Let's see. Bruce pulls his hands back, careful, dragging the one that had been around his cock up over his belly and ribs. He fetches the aloe again and gets his fingers wet, nudges Clark a little further over onto his front, and reaches between them to push inside of him.
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"Gosh, Kansas."
Awfully forward of you. Bruce kisses the side of his neck, squeezes his wrist slow and steady like he's hugging him, not restraining him. Sinks his teeth in where he'd placed that kiss, as slow and steady as that hold on him. Hard, harder, sucking at it, leaving a lurid red mark that nearly draws blood. Nothing easy about it, despite the lazy pace. A sinking back into the deep waters of that mood, inside of being electrocuted.
Maybe. Let's see. Bruce pulls his hands back, careful, dragging the one that had been around his cock up over his belly and ribs. He fetches the aloe again and gets his fingers wet, nudges Clark a little further over onto his front, and reaches between them to push inside of him.