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DCEU Prompt Post #1
Welcome to Round One of the DCEU Kink Meme!
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FILL: in my head the unsaid words; Bruce/Clark, the first time they're tender (3/4)
(Anonymous) 2016-04-22 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)Clark is pretty sure Bruce prefers it hard. But hard's never been so difficult.
Part of him wonders vaguely whether this is what sex is always like for Bruce; whether when they do this three, four times in a row, Bruce feels this weird trembling—exhaustion. Is that what this is? Is that what that word means?
The rest of him is concentrating. It's been hours since the kryptonite—and he's never been exposed that long before, not to that many different kinds at once, but surely he should be almost through it. The hallucinations from the silver have stopped, and the nausea and pain from the green, the sense of dissociation that comes along with the loss of judgment to the red.
All right, so the strength hasn't come back all the way after the blue. But even if he's only partly recovered, he can still hold Bruce up the way Bruce likes. He's fine. It won't be a problem. He doesn't—he doesn't want it to be a problem.
(He thought about not coming. Bruce would never have said anything. But he was alone for a long time, in pain for a long time—as much pain as Superman can be in, at least, though Clark's got no way to be sure how that stacks up against pain the way humans feel it. And he left the medical bay and walked into his empty Watchtower suite, and then he walked right back out again because he wanted—he wanted—)
"Stop."
Clark blinks and stops moving. In all the time they've done this, they've never talked during. They've never said so much as a word to each other. But now Bruce is breaking the rules, two of them at once: because Bruce is looking Clark in the face, eyes dark but clear, brow drawn tight, and Bruce is saying—
"You idiot."
Clark stares at him. Is the strength coming back quicker than he'd thought? Did he—
"Let go," Bruce adds, and Clark does it instantly, gut sinking; but there aren't any marks on Bruce's hips after Clark lifts his hands away. It must be something else. He realizes after a moment that he's still staring at Bruce, but he can't quite make himself stop. (He gets to look at Bruce's face all the time, every day—why, when Bruce is naked in front of him, is that still what he wants most to see?)
Superman is brave—but Clark isn't, not always. He finds he doesn't want to ask what he's done wrong. He doesn't want to know what the answer is, what did it this time of all times. He just—he was alone in that cage for so long, and this mess with Bruce is in some ways the closest Clark gets to anyone, for all the distance he and Bruce have so carefully built into it.
(He wants to touch someone and be touched, be—held, even. And Clark's not stupid, Bruce won't do that, but Clark still doesn't want to go to anybody else for it—)
But he can't say that.
Except Bruce is still looking at him. And Bruce hasn't moved away. Bruce has, Clark knows, been captured before—kidnapped, tortured.
Maybe Clark doesn't need to say it.
Bruce eases off him, doesn't wince even though it must be uncomfortable; the interruption wasn't enough to soften Clark at all. And then he shoves Clark onto his back, wraps a hand around Clark's dick, and—and grips his shoulder with the other, right where it starts to curve into Clark's neck, the side of Bruce's thumb against Clark's throat.
Steadying himself, that's all, since he's leaning over Clark now. But Bruce's hand is warm, strong, solid. And Clark is so tired.
It doesn't take long. Clark comes too fast, sooner than he wants to—and that means it's over, he thinks blurrily, so he needs to get up. He needs to leave. But he doesn't and Bruce doesn't make him; and when he wakes up three hours later, he's still in Bruce's room, even if Bruce isn't.
Re: FILL: in my head the unsaid words; Bruce/Clark, the first time they're tender (3/4)
(Anonymous) 2016-04-22 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)Bruce interrupting him! Clark trying to give Bruce what he always gives him, but his heart isn't in it, and yet he thinks that's the only way he can have Bruce. And this -
Superman is brave—but Clark isn't, not always. He finds he doesn't want to ask what he's done wrong. He doesn't want to know what the answer is, what did it this time of all times. He just—he was alone in that cage for so long, and this mess with Bruce is in some ways the closest Clark gets to anyone, for all the distance he and Bruce have so carefully built into it.
(He wants to touch someone and be touched, be—held, even. And Clark's not stupid, Bruce won't do that, but Clark still doesn't want to go to anybody else for it—)
And and and everything that comes after and I'm just repeating what you wrote at this point, but it's SO GREAT. And then the last bit, Bruce being gentler and then letting Clark sleep there, even if he doesn't let himself stay. Anon, I don't want this to be over, ever (but I'm super excited for the next part :D). You are great, you know that?
/OP (and fuck yeah, they switch :D)
Re: FILL: in my head the unsaid words; Bruce/Clark, the first time they're tender (3/4)
(Anonymous) 2016-04-24 01:20 am (UTC)(link)All I can say is basically YESSSSSSSSSSSS, because everything you're bringing up to comment on is everything I could have hoped to convey! I didn't want to make this fill too long, because that would have totally tanked the odds that I'd actually complete it, but it was an absolute delight to write and I'm equally delighted that you've enjoyed it so much.
Thank you again for the marvelous prompt, OP - honestly all of this is basically your own gift to yourself, because it would never have gotten written without the prompt to give me the nudge. ♥