Clark leaned in and kissed him, sweet and sure and slow, his fingers finding their way into Bruce's hair and down onto his shoulders.

"Good. Good." A little nod. Solidifying things. Settling down. "That's what I want."

He breathed out, long and low, and glanced upwards through the cave. It was going to be just about dawn soon. Just about.

"The sun should be ready for me any minute now. If you wanted to head up."