He braced Bruce carefully with a hand on his abdomen before letting go of his wrists, slowly lowering him back to the ground. Something fluttered in his eyes, the darkness leeching away again as he dipped in and took a kiss. A sweet one.

The intense control slipped away too, leaving a loose-limbed Clark whose hands were warm and who swayed a little with the change.

"I love you," he said, seemingly random. It wasn't random.