Bruce could revel in pain, but the sort of pain that came from being fucked without lube and insufficient prep was much more in the category of things he could take and work around than anything he'd seek out, for sure.
Especially from Clark.
Especially now.
He didn't flinch or grunt or pull away, but he did adjust his position to be more solid, with his back against tile and knees bent up and braced, holding himself up and open. That worked great right up until Clark's fingers found his prostate and was doing more fucking than prep. At that point - well, Clark better be providing at least some stability
Because Bruce was half gone almost immediately. Snarled near silently, bit at Clark and panted against the hot, wet, skin of his throat. Kept his hand wrapped around Clark's cock and stroking for as long as he could, but even that eventually faded away as Clark drove him completely out of his mind.
no subject
Especially from Clark.
Especially now.
He didn't flinch or grunt or pull away, but he did adjust his position to be more solid, with his back against tile and knees bent up and braced, holding himself up and open. That worked great right up until Clark's fingers found his prostate and was doing more fucking than prep. At that point - well, Clark better be providing at least some stability
Because Bruce was half gone almost immediately. Snarled near silently, bit at Clark and panted against the hot, wet, skin of his throat. Kept his hand wrapped around Clark's cock and stroking for as long as he could, but even that eventually faded away as Clark drove him completely out of his mind.