OP here and I'm so happy! I loved that whole intro about Clark's suits and fashionably late Bruce arriving in that gorgeous Aston Martin and Clark drooling at his suit. :D That detail of Bruce's tie setting off his grey temples, unffff. So hot.
a warm smile and eyes that are harder than flint So. So. Hot.
“Kind of a faux pas, son,” he says to Clark, then slides a finger inside Clark’s jacket, runs it down and unfastens the bottom button. And unffffffffff. You're killing me! "Son." The casual touching. Bruce being all Bruce at him. Also, you mentioned the collar pin, you are too generous to me. <3
edge of roughness like metal on a grindstone Did I already say unf? All the voice kink. :D And I love how shamelessly Bruce is hitting on him. And stubble porn instead of kissing, yes! Also, I love that you just casually added car porn to the suit porn. :D And I love Clark noticing weird little things about Bruce (the bruised knuckles, the smell of engine grease) that he can't make sense of.
Bruce's idea of dirty talk being to talk about suits, haha. And the tie holding and Clark grabbing Bruce's hair, guuh.
“It’s fine, son,” Wayne says, fastening his vest and then the jacket over the whole mess while Clark watches, kind of enthralled and also kind of feeling sorry for whoever does his dry cleaning. There is something ridiculously hot about that image. I never knew I needed that. I can also just see Alfred's face when Bruce comes home. AND THAT ENDING! Bruce wanting to see Clark again, but in a proper suit this time, fuck yessssss. You make me want a sequel. This is amazing, anon author! Thank you so much for filling this.
Re: FILL: Sometimes, Always, Never
a warm smile and eyes that are harder than flint
So. So. Hot.
“Kind of a faux pas, son,” he says to Clark, then slides a finger inside Clark’s jacket, runs it down and unfastens the bottom button.
And unffffffffff. You're killing me! "Son." The casual touching. Bruce being all Bruce at him. Also, you mentioned the collar pin, you are too generous to me. <3
edge of roughness like metal on a grindstone
Did I already say unf? All the voice kink. :D And I love how shamelessly Bruce is hitting on him. And stubble porn instead of kissing, yes! Also, I love that you just casually added car porn to the suit porn. :D And I love Clark noticing weird little things about Bruce (the bruised knuckles, the smell of engine grease) that he can't make sense of.
Bruce's idea of dirty talk being to talk about suits, haha. And the tie holding and Clark grabbing Bruce's hair, guuh.
“It’s fine, son,” Wayne says, fastening his vest and then the jacket over the whole mess while Clark watches, kind of enthralled and also kind of feeling sorry for whoever does his dry cleaning.
There is something ridiculously hot about that image. I never knew I needed that. I can also just see Alfred's face when Bruce comes home. AND THAT ENDING! Bruce wanting to see Clark again, but in a proper suit this time, fuck yessssss. You make me want a sequel. This is amazing, anon author! Thank you so much for filling this.