The moment when Clark got Bruce against his wall and his wrists pinned was the moment arousal flooded in with enough force and immediacy to smooth out some of the rougher snarls in his thinking, slow things down. Something about the warmth of Clark's hands on his wrists, the weight and strength and the fact that he could feel his own pulse against Clark's palms combined just perfectly to turn him on and calm him down.
His pupils visibly, abruptly, dilated until there was only a thin, silvery blue ring around all the black. His pulse stuttered, his breath caught, his entire body flushed in a way that made his skin feel both too sensitive and too tight. He dropped his weight against Clark's grip, let his wrists take his own weight and left Clark doing more work.
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The moment when Clark got Bruce against his wall and his wrists pinned was the moment arousal flooded in with enough force and immediacy to smooth out some of the rougher snarls in his thinking, slow things down. Something about the warmth of Clark's hands on his wrists, the weight and strength and the fact that he could feel his own pulse against Clark's palms combined just perfectly to turn him on and calm him down.
His pupils visibly, abruptly, dilated until there was only a thin, silvery blue ring around all the black. His pulse stuttered, his breath caught, his entire body flushed in a way that made his skin feel both too sensitive and too tight. He dropped his weight against Clark's grip, let his wrists take his own weight and left Clark doing more work.
"I could make guesses. I won't."