Your mischaracterization of Bruce is really hard to read. Its like you only like this uwu soft boy fanfic version of him because you like him on bottom. Its really disheartenening to see how many people do this.
1. Then why bother sending me an ask when you can.... block me?
2. Clearly you're new here đ€ Hi, my name is Yumi. I really like studying political theories about structural and individual reform through the lens of the BATMAN mythos, and I also think Bruce Wayne deserves to be kissed silly and smile a lot and be cuddled and also get railed out of his life
"Hal-" Bruce cried a broken moan, trying and failing to thrust his hips up to get deeper into Hal's tight warmth.
When Hal pushed his hips down, but keeping the tip locked in his puckered hole, he can feel Bruce dig his teeth into the curve of his neck, whining so pretty.
This was his favorite part of the night, the part where Bruce's dominance ends and his own begins.
"You put on quite a brave front for someone who's done in two rounds only," Hal chuckled, kissing the shell of his ear as one hand ran down between their close chests, fingers dragging along his abused tits and swollen nipples.
"Too much," Bruce babbled, chewing on the skin of Hal's neck as he tried to finally end their third round after what must've been hours already, "Too much, H-Hal-"
He grabbed his hair and yanked back, making Bruce throw his head back. His teeth were stained from his own bitten lips and Hal's injured neck.
"Earlier, you were making a big deal about putting me in my place," Hal said, grinning as he slipped Bruce's cock out of his battered cunt, letting his thick pre-cum ooze from his fleshy hole, "I guess you ended up doing that anyways."
Hal grabbed his chin and squeezed his mouth open. That's when Bruce's tears finally fell from his sweet doe eyes.
Bruce was scared that he can't cum and rest until Hal, of all people, would allow him to.
It makes Hal's own spent cock twitch back to life between them.
Hal hiked to his knees to sit taller than Bruce, opening his own mouth and letting spit drop into his waiting, forced open mouth.
Before Bruce could flinch and complain, that's when Hal slammed back down and jammed Bruce's heavy cock inside of him again.
Immediately, he burst inside of Hal's tight ass, dripping out of his lover and trailing down his hard balls. Bruce couldn't moan nor cry, too busy coughing with Hal's spit in his mouth.
"Hal, I'm done. Please, I'm done," Bruce whimpered.
Hal chuckled and kissed his tear-stained cheeks, all while cruelly rolling their hips together.
"And I'm just getting started, doll."
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