He shifts his weight so they can kiss without either getting a tweak in their neck, still drawing gentle patterns on Clark's skin with his fingertips. "This is why you wanted to drag me out into deep space, isn't it?" he murmurs against Clark's mouth. For once, there's no irritation in his voice; Bruce is thoroughly relaxed beneath him. He sounds pretty pleased with the arrangement, even - how could he not be, here and now?