Clark nodded and ran warm hands up and down his back, staying clear of the shoulder. He leaned into Bruce a little, showing that his own state was a bit of a show even though he could certainly hold himself up.

He could hold himself up. But he wanted Bruce. He needed to touch him after that.

"Bed?" he asked as he looked at the bed in this room. Then his eye went to the wall, where he was clearly looking at the bed in the other room.