𝝑𝑒 ⏜ ︵ perfectly his , bruce wayne 𓈒
His lips trail down like a river of dulcet kisses filled with the utmost reverence. Then, he grasps your hand gently to raise it to his face — mouth grazing your inner wrist while he glances down to you.
"You are perfect." the mere whisper fans against your skin, sending a comfortable shiver down your spine.
Bruce smiles. The sight of you — so flustered despite the furrowed brows, so embarrassed by his intimacy. He relishes the way your gaze darts away to avoid his stare, enjoys the bottom of teasing you.
"Careful, or else others might think you are worshipping me." you breathe out.
He hums, voice low and rich — "they aren't wrong, my love."
The vibration of his voice right against your wrist makes you shudder — just like him looming over you. Your back is pressed against the soft mattress, amidst the luxurious sheets while having him slotted ideally between your thighs.
He lets his hand settle right beside your head and leans down, covering your skin with bites and smothering your neck with kisses.
"Please let me worship you." his thumb rubs little circles against your waist before sliding down further to your thigh, "it's the only way to love you right."
A shaky yet long exhale leaves your lips.
For him, it's a confirmation.
"Perfectly mine." it sounds like a thinly veiled promise, yet beneath his words — it's a vow, “I love you.”
In the past years, you have learnt that Bruce does not claim. Nothing, no one. Not even the mere thought shall cross his mind, he said himself. He doesn't.
With the sole exception of you.
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author’s note — bruce reminds me of a raccoon , unironically bro idek , don’t even ask half of these words flew outta my ass even tho i gotta lock in and study for my chemistry exam ⸝⸝
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