Bruce looks up at Clark who is still pounding away and leans up to kiss him. They've been fucking for two and a half hours now and Bruce is starting to get sore, no matter how much lube Clark kept adding and he wonders if Clark normally has issues with coming. He still feels hot with it, sweat beading at his temples, and he groans into Clark's mouth.
He's come twice already and although his dick is half hard against his thigh, he didn't think a third time was coming. Speaking of coming...
"Come on Clark, come for me," Bruce urges against Clark's lips. Quite frankly, he has other things to do today and as good as it used to feel, the inexorable thrusting had lost its novelty and now made Bruce feel over sensitive. The little thrums of pain/pleasure was an intoxicating mix in Bruce's head but he didn't think he could last much longer.
"You want me to come?" Clark asks, like the thought hadn't occurred to him.
"Yes."
And Clark shuts his eyes and groans softly as he slows down, snapping his hips once, twice, thrice against Bruce's ass. Bruce's brow furrows.
"Did you just fake an orgasm?"
"No?" Clark says as he pulls out and sure enough, he's soft now, and pulls off the condom which now has Clark's cum in it. Bruce has more questions.
"Did you just...come on command?"
"Yes," Clark answers with a slight tilt of his head. There was a brief rush of air and the condom was gone, presumably in the trash.
"Can you normally come on command?" Bruce asks, fascinated but also wary of the answer.
"Yes?"
Bruce doesn't know if he's pissed or on the verge of hysterics. He goes for pissed.
"Two hours, Kent. Two hours and you could've come at any point," Bruce accuses.
"I didn't know you wanted me to come," Clark explains sheepishly. "You didn't say anything."
"Oh my god." Bruce covers his face with his hands. He's definitely veering into hysterics.
"What?"
"I thought you were having trouble coming. I was being patient!"
"Oh," Clark says. He pulls one of Bruce's hands back and kisses his forehead.
"Thanks, though, I appreciate it."
Bruce grumbles at the affection and mutters, "Yeah, yeah, you fucking owe me."
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