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Clark would like to set the record straight that this wasn't something he ever thought about trying in the bedroom. to his knowledge? Bruce hasn't said anything either — he likes to think their sex live is fantastic. they take very good care of each other , they please one another very well and there hasn't been any complaints or maybe there has been.
now he's overthinking things entirely.
fighting every urge to bite onto his fingernails — he immediately starts clicking his pen to ease the anxiousness sitting at the pit of his stomach and slowly making him feel sick to the point where he could almost feel himself gag.
he and bruce have been together for probably about five or six years and not once has his partner mention being unsatisfied. in fact he's always pretty vocal , always making pretty noises instead and clark wears that with so much pride. so much honor because , yes he gets to be the one to make bruce wayne fall apart behind closed doors — gets to be the reason the other falls apart.
he wasn't always vocal or open in the beginning and honestly clark expected that because they're both two different personalities that work so well — they bring out the best in one another , good and sometimes it can be bad if they don't see eye to eye sometimes. they ground each other in every sense of the word. bruce can be more vulnerable around him , because he'll listen , clark can literally ramble about his day at the daily planet or being superman as bruce listens in awe — smiling slightly as he reads through a newspaper or he's huffing and puffing as he bandages the other up as if the roles don't end up reversed any other time.
his chest swells up with so much love that it feels like his heart will explode.
But besides how much he loves the other man so much that he'd fly over Gotham and scream it from the rooftops if he could — recently there has been dry spells and it's not like they haven't been trying new things in bed , finding a new thing that they enjoy or a new kink that'll make them tick. it's more so them always been busy living normal lives and then having to be these heroes with so much of the world looking over their shoulders.
so they haven't seen each other long enough to even get intimate. they'd greet one another , get a quick peck on the cheek in and clark is off and that alone wasn't enough — just means whomever was in either men's face lately will suffer a grump or bossy can't stop bouncing his leg because he's eager for these papers to be printed out. overall both men having been frustrated — clark knows he freaking is , like fully freaking out.
that's why he's clicking the pen , back&forth back&forth. waiting for the clock to finally hit 4pm — that's when he'll clock out and head over towards his apartment to pick up the package.
being sexually frustrated was the worst feeling in the world — he wouldn't wish that on anybody. it's however very common , it's happened in his past relationships but those times? he had been able to manage. however this time around? it's bad. being this pent up can't possibly be normal but nothing about clark kent is normal whatsoever.
so that's why last week when he was sitting in the dark of his apartment — lamp light dim in the living room , pushing his glasses back onto his face and sipping from his mug as his black curls fell loosely onto his forehead. he went onto the dark web and came across something that caught his interest before not hesitating to hit send.
at the time — it seemed like the perfect idea , but the moment clark made it home and to the package that's now been unpacked and laying across the edge of his bed? he was regretting everything up until this very moment. cursing himself not so kindly for allowing his horniness and pent up tom foolery to cloud his mind lately. it isn't as bad as that one time it was hot when bruce came to visit him , he had been eating a Popsicle , clark's mind went into oblivion and let's just say bruce ended up needing a heating pad for his knee a few hours that night.
he ordered this on a whim — not even knowing if his partner would be interested , they've used sex toys of course. butt plugs , handcuffs and regular sized dildos on one another and they've always felt good. while one is vocal in bed (whimpering,moaning or sobbing) , the other ends up in a blissed state —letting out airy breathes or puffs but that was a sign of feeling good and that's clark. he blinks as he runs a hand throughout his hair and stares at the purple silicone.
the purple silicone that was long , probably about eight to nine inches on his bed right now. just laying there — long and purple , veiny and just waiting to be folded into the letter 'U'. the darn double ended dildo almost taunting the journalist as he steps back biting onto the bottom of his lip hard. to bite back a sound from escaping his lips and shuffling around to ignore the tightness in his pants .
he calls bruce immediately.
"truly don't need any answers on why you made this purchase, but let's try it kent."
"wait—you actually wanna tr—okay! yeah!" clark gawks at his boyfriend in surprise as the man stood beside him , shoulders bumping and bruce's arms crossed against his chest while inspecting the double ended dildo with a glint in his eyes that clark hasn't seen in weeks and that makes his heart race pick up a bit.
they're both in clark's apartment and the second bruce walked inside? they ended up making out on the counter top — then clark explained pretty much some things. not every detail exactly. to them now ending up in his bedroom , becoming completely undone , bare and naked in front of each other.
as if it's their first time —bruce's pale skin was shining underneath the light as he slowly leads the way towards the bed , slowly plopping down onto the bed beside the rather large dildo. bruce has always looked pretty like this. clark can feel himself gulping and nodding as bruce nods to signal 'c'mon' and he does so while stripping bare with every step. leaving both men in their briefs as they're both seated nearby the purple demon.
"do you need to prep?"
"already did — do you need to-?"
"holy — yeah I've prepped too."
"well aren't we both desperate." bruce speaks lowly with a small smirk and clark flushes a dark red before grumbling.
"that's what happens when you live double lives and never have time, wayne." clark response this time jokingly as bruce rolls his eyes — smiling before pulling him for a heated kiss. both not really attempting to fight for dominance this time , just taking each other in — tasting each other , tongues battling and bruce tastes like mints — fresh mints as clark moaned because of that alone. he's missed this.
being able to kiss bruce whenever he wanted — he knows bruce feels the same with the way a hand tugs onto his curls to pull the other in for more. but they pull away moments later to catch their breathes , leaving a trail of saliva in both their wake.
it took a second to recover before both men went back into a gentle kiss this time — gripping onto the other for dear life has if they'd disappear if they let go. they'd be fine if they woke up together glued to one another , skin to skin , body pressed to body. bruce would make side marks but bask in being close to him and clark would be overly excited — bragging about it. mine mine mine mine.
they continue nibbling , suckling and biting onto each other — leaving claiming marks for good measure before they slowly remove both their underwear. exposing themselves , completely naked this time as clark looks down towards the dildo again for the first time and feels his hole clenching around nothing but air at the sight. he assumes he let out a small sound of pleasure because bruce was looking at him with dark lust but letting out a breathy laugh and moving onto the other end , holding onto the one end of the dildo.
clark gasps once bruce starts tracing the cock slowly but teasing and clark ends up grabbing his end of it next — feeling it in his hand and it feels slightly heavy , but nice and girthy. then it becomes this sick game of them teasing the other , one's tongue twirls around the veins to the other taking the tip into their mouth until it was time to finally try the dang thing.
both men got comforted more onto the bed — no longer sitting along the edge , more so in the middle. the silence in the air was thick and bruce did the countdown , clark pushed most of the tip past his rim before letting out a relaxed sigh. he looked over to see bruce's head thrown back — the other man pushing it in deeper , taking it so well that clark could cum from the sight of bruce already sweating a bit and breathing heavy. but he has to keep moving.
so he pushes the dildo inside of him deeper — that he gasps loudly at feeling so full and neither one of them moved yet. taking in the size has clark clenches around the silicone so much that he hoped it got stuck. both of them finally bottomed out. breathing loudly taking over the bedroom.
"s'feels good.." clark slurs.
"m' it does , wan move now?" bruce manages to speak sounding blissed out himself.
and clark nods so hard and fast that he gets dizzy — he's like an eager puppy , bruce's puppy.
bruce didn't have to be told twice , both men set a pace — rocking back and forth like they were playing tug a war. room filling up with moans that were loud this time , gasps , whimpers and squelching sounds from both of them. both sounding like omegas in heat.
practically bumping into each other with how fast they were both riding the dildo — both their cocks bouncing against their stomach with every thrust.
but they didn't care — not when they're feeling so good. not when the dildo was hitting them both in the right spots that the pace became faster, clark's bed rocking up against the wall gently as he had his head thrown back thrusting forward all sloppy and a hand reaching for bruce's who quickly grabbed onto his hand , squeezing tight as he also was thrusting while gripping onto the blankets as his knuckles turned white and holding his head down while his brown hair was a mess.
clark and bruce were a mess — sweating and thrusting and thrusting the toy deeper than the last, clark will give his neighbors gift baskets in apology if they hear anything that's happening tonight , like right now.
two seconds later they're both climaxing on their stomachs — ropes and ropes. eventually one of them kicks the dildo off the bed before plopping onto their backs , breathing heavily and being disgusting right now. feeling less pent up and stressed than they had earlier , that's for sure. that's a good sign , that was the goal.
"so you didn't hate the new toy my love?"
"like hell i didn't — m' glad you ordered it , even though i love what we do already if it's vanilla to some? who cares it's us and i like that."
"mhm, good — was worried and almost had a full panic attack but that's over. i like that too as much as i like you." he mumbles while twirling with Bruce's fingers as they just lay their and holding one another.
"but having this toy is a nice new addition kent, so we're keeping it big boy." clark couldn't help but snort and shove his boyfriend. they'll have to clean that toy more than once but not before they need to shower soon — right now they can wait and nap for a bit , they both need it. besides he wants to hold bruce a bit longer before they have to go their separate ways.