One of the many items in the basket, tucked behind some of the others, was a tube of exactly what Clark needed. Thankfully, x-ray vision could work for more than just seeing enemies behind a wall.

After a few rough kisses, Bruce was pressed against the tile as Clark nipped and sucked at the skin of his throat and shoulder and Clark decided to use the angle to grab at that very same tube. The cap was rolled against his own thigh to skitter away somewhere in the bathroom, the safety seal flicked off with a thumb, and some of it was squeezed into his hand as the tube was put aside and Clark reached between them to shift Bruce's legs just a little further apart.