Anon, this is spectacular on a vast number of levels. I've encountered snippets in the wild but it's phenomenally satisfying to get it all at once like this. I am mostly going to succumb to my id as per, but there are so many sharp phrases in this I was just constantly delighted all the way though.
I love that it's Clark being the weird evasive one right off the bat (no pun intended), and all it takes is Bruce getting to one knee. She says, like that's not a pretty damn potent thing. XD
Yay bickering and Bruce being precious about the suit. And oh my god, all the Clark-things Bruce has steeled himself for in order to keep up his front, only to have forgotten about the other side of the coin. What a wonderful 'oh no' moment.
Pff, the reverse Pavlov.
If he bit Clark's thigh now, the layer of non-Newtonian fluid armor in the Batsuit would stiffen between his teeth and neither of them would really get anything out of it. ...But I did, so, like. Thanks for considering it, Bruce. :D
I love Bruce cataloguing Clark's noises the way he would anything else, but this time for personal reasons. Do you think he files his wank bank material aphabetically or by category?
"I know," Clark blurted, "god, I can smell you." Responses in order: Jesus, wow, hot; Bruce is going to hate this as much as he gets a thrill from it; tell me that Clark has been able to smell him all night on the Batsuit.
it wasn't enough to lead Clark into the thicket of trying to finish that sentence. Wouldn't want to get lost in the forest of foreplay. I hear it's very moist.
There was so much to conceal from him, Bruce could hardly remember how he had managed any of it. Oh, Bruce. At least now you can reassign some of that processing power to something more useful.
YES, MORE BICKERING AND MAKING FUN and god I'm so predictable about how much I love this. Please jam all these smartass exchanges in my face please, thanks.
but no, Clark wanted to fuck him, not choke him./i> Maybe later, okay.
Bruce let him get away with this for about fifteen seconds, then gradually stopped entertaining it MORE MAKING FUN. I am won over a hundred times.
I, a 100% anonymous anon, am definitely making note of this gradual suit destruction, fyi.
GOD, Bruce fantasising about more sex in the middle of actual sex. CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS GUY.
You're lucky I didn't have any friends in high school Slip that into the middle of a sweet little exchange like a knife between the ribs why don't you.
Aaah, all of CLARK'S fantasies now. I love how they all revolve around catching him, one way or another, and just how much Bruce is into that in combination with Clark totally immobilizing him at that moment.
GOD, Clark sending that desk across the room. Bruce is going to spend the rest of his life happily/horrifiedly meditating upon death by snu snu.
His socks were red. *is delighted*
Bruce held out the cape-bag and Clark stuffed the Batsuit and boots into it "Hey here's your armour back, you can try your best but I've already been way under it, sorry."
IN CONCLUSION, WORTH WAITING FOR, WOULD WAIT AGAIN.
Re: FILL: Convergent Evolution, Bruce/Clark, Clark in the Batsuit [4/4]
I love that it's Clark being the weird evasive one right off the bat (no pun intended), and all it takes is Bruce getting to one knee. She says, like that's not a pretty damn potent thing. XD
Yay bickering and Bruce being precious about the suit. And oh my god, all the Clark-things Bruce has steeled himself for in order to keep up his front, only to have forgotten about the other side of the coin. What a wonderful 'oh no' moment.
Pff, the reverse Pavlov.
If he bit Clark's thigh now, the layer of non-Newtonian fluid armor in the Batsuit would stiffen between his teeth and neither of them would really get anything out of it.
...But I did, so, like. Thanks for considering it, Bruce. :D
I love Bruce cataloguing Clark's noises the way he would anything else, but this time for personal reasons. Do you think he files his wank bank material aphabetically or by category?
"I know," Clark blurted, "god, I can smell you."
Responses in order: Jesus, wow, hot; Bruce is going to hate this as much as he gets a thrill from it; tell me that Clark has been able to smell him all night on the Batsuit.
it wasn't enough to lead Clark into the thicket of trying to finish that sentence.
Wouldn't want to get lost in the forest of foreplay. I hear it's very moist.
There was so much to conceal from him, Bruce could hardly remember how he had managed any of it.
Oh, Bruce. At least now you can reassign some of that processing power to something more useful.
YES, MORE BICKERING AND MAKING FUN and god I'm so predictable about how much I love this. Please jam all these smartass exchanges in my face please, thanks.
but no, Clark wanted to fuck him, not choke him./i>
Maybe later, okay.
Bruce let him get away with this for about fifteen seconds, then gradually stopped entertaining it
MORE MAKING FUN. I am won over a hundred times.
I, a 100% anonymous anon, am definitely making note of this gradual suit destruction, fyi.
GOD, Bruce fantasising about more sex in the middle of actual sex. CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS GUY.
You're lucky I didn't have any friends in high school
Slip that into the middle of a sweet little exchange like a knife between the ribs why don't you.
Aaah, all of CLARK'S fantasies now. I love how they all revolve around catching him, one way or another, and just how much Bruce is into that in combination with Clark totally immobilizing him at that moment.
GOD, Clark sending that desk across the room. Bruce is going to spend the rest of his life happily/horrifiedly meditating upon death by snu snu.
His socks were red.
*is delighted*
Bruce held out the cape-bag and Clark stuffed the Batsuit and boots into it
"Hey here's your armour back, you can try your best but I've already been way under it, sorry."
IN CONCLUSION, WORTH WAITING FOR, WOULD WAIT AGAIN.