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Excited was an understatement of how Clark felt at the moment, no true words could describe it. Today was the anniversary of the best day of his life, the day he finally confessed his love for Bruce Wayne. Since the moment he woke up he could not rid the smile on his face. He had the whole day planned out, or well afternoon since sadly Bruce was pulled into work for a last-minute meeting for a project Wayne Enterprise had been working on for months.
Bruce had felt bad about getting pulled in, but Clark quickly reassured him, knowing how much this meant to his lover. They could still easily get everything he wanted to accomplish done after the meeting. Clark instead had taken the time to make sure everything was perfect. With the help of Dick and Alfred, they set up a small picnic and movie area in the garden of Wayne Manor, setting up a nice pathway with rose petals and candles that led to a blanket with goodies and a projector so they could watch a movie while they ate. It was almost perfect, yet Clark felt like something was missing still.
“I just feel like something is missing.” Clark pouted as he looked at the little display ahead of them, trying to think.
“We crossed off everything, it’s all here,” Dick explained to the man, trying to help him figure this out since he could tell it was bugging the man.
“I know, I just… maybe I should check the watch tower. Maybe it’ll come to me.” another pout as he looked at the young boy, so thankful for his help.
“If you want, but it does look perfect so far. He’ll love it.”
“Thanks, kid, I appreciate it. I won’t be long.” Clark smiled as he moved to him, ruffling his hair before he took off.
—-
Once at the Watchtower, he was fast to head to his own room, about to look around when he noticed a box sitting on his bed. He raised his brow instantly at it as he moved over. He did not place it here and as far as he knew Bruce never came here between when they spoke last and Bruce went to work. There was a note on it, maybe it would tell him, needing to know as he picked it up.
‘A gift for Bruce and Clark, from a friend.’ the letter read. It made sense why it did not look familiar to him. He had seen the box Bruce put his gift in since the man had shown him, telling him not to touch it. Though Bruce did not mention he could not open this gift. He was sure Bruce was not even aware of this gift. He does not have to know he peeked.
Looking around despite knowing well he was alone in the Tower, he finally looked at the small box and opened it. He was confused instantly by the black cylinder sitting nicely around fancy tissue. It looked like a cup, maybe it was. He knew he said he was only going to peek but he wanted a closer look as he picked it up, confused more by the weight of it. It was heavier than a cup, maybe something was in it.
Clark’s curiosity was through the roof as he spun it around, awing a bit at the bat symbol placed on it. Whoever gave them this knew them well, possibly another member of the league if they had access to the Tower, almost sad they did not put a name so he could thank them. He loved having merch of his lover, wanting to surround himself in all things Bruce at any given time, adoring even when he noticed the other did the same with his own merch.
Focusing back on the cup he moved towards the lid, curious as to where the weight was coming from as he opened it. Instantly his eyes widened and his face heated up as he quickly closed it. His mind was still trying to process what he saw. It could not be, there was no way. Why would any of their friends give them this? He must have seen wrong. That was it. He just misread the situation. Giving himself a moment he went slower this time, removing the lid before pushing it away. To his surprise what he thought he saw was very much what was right before his eyes. This was not a cup, no… this was a fleshlight… with a bat symbol on it.
He was at a loss for words, staring directly at the sex toy in front of him. He could not help but notice though that the more he looked, the more familiar it looked, that being something he very much thought he would never think of in his life. Yet here he was, dumbstruck and unable to process anything else. Having completely forgotten the main reason he came here in the first place. It did though, something seemed so familiar and the toy itself looked so real, but there was no possible way it could be… right?
His curiosity got the best of him after another moment of staring, bringing his finger up to the folds and caressing them, he was shocked instantly at the warmth and slickness of them, it even felt real. It dove his curiosity more and it was no mystery to him that he was starting to get turned on as he pushed a gentle finger into the hole, feeling as the insides jolted slightly at the intrusion. It even reacted to him, the warmth and slickness building up as he pushed in a second digit. Surprised by all this, it felt so nice around his fingers and reminded him so much of his lover, Bruce. He was hypnotized by this whole thing, wanting to explore it more, wanting to take it for a test drive. He had time, Bruce’s meeting would have just started, meaning he had plenty of time to spare. Plus at this point he was fully hard due to the tightening around his fingers and the build-up of slick, wondering where that was even coming from in the first place. It reminded him more of his lover, wanting so badly to put his dick in it, the symbol on the toy just being an even better add-on and reminder. It was settled, he had time, so why not have fun.
For the moment he removed his fingers, placing the toy gently on the bed as he slipped from his suit before moving to grab some lube. As he reached for it, he debated for a moment. Was it really needed? The toy itself was already producing a sort of lubricant and it was not like he was having sex, so prep was not necessary. He could not hurt a toy after all. Forgetting the lube, he sat on the bed, getting comfortable as he leaned back against the pillow and once again grabbed the toy. He rested it beside himself, sticking three fingers in this time to help slick them up and prep the toy. It was a bit on the tighter side, another reminder of his loving boyfriend, which in turn made his dick twitch with want. Sure the toy did not need prep, but he knew he was bigger in size and he did not want to break it during the first use. So when he felt his fingers were lubed enough and the toy seemed to stretch some he removed them and started to coat himself with it. He groaned as he worked his hand along his shaft, rubbing up and down the length and over the head, groaning louder as he messed with the tip. He closed his eyes while he worked up his length, imagining it was his amazing lover lying beside him and getting him ready. “F-fuck B-bruce.” He groaned lowly, his want for the other growing.
When he felt well prepared he brought back his attention to the toy that at this point was twitching and almost pulsing even. It made Clark go a bit crazy and even more curious. It was so life-like. Where did this come from? He wanted to know more, but that was to be asked later. For now, he had a problem to deal with and in his hand, a solution. Bringing it to his dick he groaned as he rubbed his tip of the hole, adoring the little jolt and extra warmth as he pushed inside slowly. It was a tight fit for sure and the gripping around his member as he pushed in deeper only made him groan louder. “D-damn baby, so good.” He groaned as he pushed it down all the way to the base, loving so much the tightening and pulsing against his cock. It felt so real and if he closed his eyes he could easily imagine his lover being the one on him, it felt the same at least and he adored it. It twitched and pulsed, just as his lover’s did, it was so perfect.
He just sat there for a bit, taking in the amazing sensation before his dick craved more, starting to work the toy up and down, adoring the feelings as he leaned his head back. He made a mental note to thank whoever gave this to him, if he could figure out who did, that being a question for later. For now, he just took in the sensation of the life-like toy being worked on his dick, groaning as he moved it faster and harder, adoring the squishing noises and pulsing from the toy, it was so real, so perfect.
—--
Meanwhile, in Gotham, Bruce was sitting in a meeting room with the majority of his higher-ups, listening as they went on about their project. He could care less to pay much attention to. He was not even sure why they needed him here. He should be home with his lover, spending all day with him and celebrating their one-year milestone. Instead, he was here, listening to the last thing he wanted to.
He was barely paying attention, being sat back in his chair and taking ‘notes’ as he glanced up from time to time. What he really was doing was doing doodles. In the process of starting a new doodle, he was suddenly jolted upright when a weird sensation struck him from down below as if someone or something was touching him. It made him gasp out in surprise and drop his pad, not realizing how loud he truly gasped till he looked up and noticed everyone looking his way.
“Mr. Wayne. Is everything all right?” Someone spoke out with a look of worry towards him.
Bruce in turn just swallowed, going to speak when the sensation rose to a sort of fullness, as if something was being stuck right inside. It made his eyes widen for a moment, luckily somewhat prepared this time as he held back the noise. What the hell was happening?! He was not sure, but right now was not the time for this shit. He needed to focus. “Umm… y-yes. All good, got a sort of weird breeze is all.” He smiled it off, happy it worked and they continued on. To his luck though the intrusion grew and so did his sensation, having to bring a hand to his mouth, resting against the table to pretend he was resting. What the fuck was happening? This was not normal, yet it felt so good. Felt so natural and it only confused him more.
When it was finally over he sighed in relief, passing it away for now and to think on later. He had to focus for now, despite the fact the intrusion made him very much needy and wet below. That was for later, work, Bruce, work.
For now, he focused and listened for what felt like an hour, but he knew it was most likely only two minutes. The weird feeling was gone at leas… His eyes widened instantly at the intrusion coming back and bigger, instinctively biting at the palm of the hand he was resting against. Not again! He thought this was over. What the fuck was happening. Oh, but it felt so good. Not the time Bruce! He did not even realize he was shifting in his seat till eyes were on him, making him flush more and sit up, happy when he did the intrusion left. “Sorry, I f-..” It did not last long, because the next thing he felt was the rubbing of something and whatever it was, was bigger than the other by a decent amount. “I’ll b-be right back!” He shouted in a bit of dismay as he shot from his seat, stumbling towards the door and having to bite his lip because whatever was rubbing was starting to push inside of him. He was at least thankful his office was close by, stumbling in it and shutting the door just as whatever it was fully pushed inside.
His legs felt weak instantly, he felt so full, so warm. Yet why? He did not know. All he knew was he needed away from people because whatever this was, he had a feeling, was going to start moving. And oh was he correct, because the moment he stepped forward he felt it push out before going back in at a bit of a fast pace. He gasped out at the feeling, nearly falling as he landed on his office chair, leaning his head back in a curse as the intrusion started to fuck his insides. It felt amazing, so familiar and it did not help that when he closed his eyes he imagined his lover. It made him moan and curse as he gripped the arms of his chair, panting due to the amount of heat this was causing him.
—
Back at the Watch Tower, Clark was enjoying the feeling so much, getting an idea as he blushed at the thought alone, but he needed to hear his lover. Even just hearing his breathing and heartbeat would help. So, as he worked the toy he focused his hearing, listening in and being surprised by how labored his breathing was and how fast his heart rate was. It made him worry as he stopped the toy, and listened in. Surprised by what he heard next.
“F-fuck, don’t stop now.” a whine escaped his lover.
His eyes instantly moved to face his way, using his vision as he looked where he located him. He was confused, to say the least when he saw the man sitting in his office chair, alone. He knew the other was not cheating, he did not think that for a moment, but what the other was doing he was unsure. Playing with himself in some way? Maybe he had a toy? The thought alone made Clark twitch inside the toy, confused that when he did, Bruce let out a small whine and gasp in sync.
His mind took a moment, looking at the toy, then his lover. It could not, right? A test as he brought the toy off him, a whine escaping the man. He raised his brow, slamming it back down with a groan and blushing brightly when the man in the chair shot up a bit and moaned a bit loudly. This toy… was it? That would explain… but… was this connected to Bruce in some way?!
Clark was dumbfounded again as he looked down at the toy on his dick and then back at his lover. The thought alone got him hornier as he started to move it up and down, both his ears and eyes on his lover again. He adored it when the other moaned every time he pushed the toy back down. This truly was his lover. It made him grin, especially when he heard someone knock on the man's office door. Oh, this was going to be fun.
—--
Bruce was confused by this all, but there was no denying it felt amazing and so much like this lover. The thoughts only made him more horny, that it could be. He was so lost in the amazing pleasure that when he heard the knock and voice he whined and huffed. This was not the time, though it was no surprise someone would try and look for him after his run-off. He let out a shaky breath as he tried to focus, happy they could not see him because he was a mess. His face was flushed and he was shaking all over in want. “All g-GOO…” He started to say when the intrusion suddenly slammed into him, deeper than before, hitting the perfect spot that had him seeing stars for a moment.
He was not sure how long he was out, but apparently not too long since the intrusion inside of him was still going, hitting that spot every time which had Bruce moaning like a mess. He figured the person behind the door had left, feeling they had heard him moan which made him go more red. It sadly was not the first time his workers had heard him doing something dirty behind closed doors, this was different though, in some way. He was actually alone and this was not planned or even known about till it was inside of him already, intruding on his private area.
He hated to admit it was hot though. Especially since the feeling was so familiar. Plus, it seemed whatever it was, knew him well. And knew how deep, hard, and fast to go. Where to angle themselves in the perfect spots. It was heaven and he was getting more brain-dead by the moment.
—-
Clark was grinning and groaning as he worked the magic portal to his lover, loving the show he was getting and how messed up he was making the man without even being near him or having to touch him. Sure he hated some that he could not touch him, mark him like he normally did, but the fact this alone was already getting the man below drunk in itself, got to him more.
It got him close even, groaning louder as he slowed his thrust but did his best to go deeper and harder, taking in the glorious gasp and moans his lover was making and trying his best to hide. “F-fuck B, you don’t even know what you’re doing to be right now.” He groaned and growled, groaning louder as he finally finished balls deep into it. Or in this case, his lover.
—
Bruce was in a completely lost state at this point, being sunk all the way into his chair as he accepted the abuse to his insides. It was amazing though, his eyes shooting open when there was suddenly a hot liquid shot into him. And whatever it was, there was a lot of it. “O-oh fuck… so full.” He whined and moaned in a broken state, whining when the intrusion twitched in his insides. There was so much of it, he was honestly surprised it was staying in, figuring it had to do with the intrusion inside of him.
—-
Clark grinned brightly at his lover, wishing so bad he had a camera that held the same powers as him, because at the moment his lover was a sight to see, his dick agreeing as it twitched inside of the toy, earning another whine from the man. He in all honesty did not want to pull out, wanted to keep his lover stuffed full of him, but he knew the man had a place to be at the moment and he had to return home soon before Dick worried. He thought as he glanced towards the box, noticing something else as he reached over, happy it was arms-length so he could keep the toy on.
To his surprise he blushed instantly at seeing a blue plug, wondering how he missed that as he picked up the little trinket. Turning it around and blushing more when he noticed the Superman logo plaster on the base. He looked at it for a moment before the toy, grinning as he pulled it off with a groan, adoring the whine from his lover and his cum slipping out. He did not allow it much time, stuffing the plug in and adoring the small gasp. “Look great in my colors, B.” He purred despite the other not going to be able to hear it. After that he placed the lid back on the toy, placing it gently back in the box before he moved to change and head back home, being sure to take it with him.
—--
Bruce sat there for a few more minutes to make sure this was over with, hating but loving how full he felt and the fact it seemed a new intrusion was sitting in him, and to his luck there was probably no ridding of it. So when he felt he was good to stand and go back out. Despite not wanting to, he fixed himself to the best of his ability and got back to work. Just another hour, then he could go home and try and figure out what the hell just happened to him. He was sure there was some sort of magic involved, and by the feel of everything, his partner also had something to do with it. He knew perfectly how his lover felt inside of him and there was no mistaking that it was indeed him. He was going to kick his ass later.
—-
When Bruce made it back to the Manor, he greeted Dick and Alfred casually, happy that at this point he was used to the intrusion and honestly forgot about it until he would go to sit down and shift a certain way. However, right now he was standing and on a mission to find his lover, thanking Alfred when he was told he went to their room.
“What did you do?” Bruce asked instantly with a huff when he saw the Superman lying on the bed, casually reading a book.
It was Clark’s turn to act casual, he figured Bruce would have found out. The man was smart like that, it made Clark more turned on and in love with the man. “Read a book? How was your meeting?” He asked lovingly as he stood to greet his lover, giving him a kiss on the lips and being happy when he got one back.
“Don’t play dumb, Clark. What is this?” He huffed as he grabbed the man’s hand to his flat crouch, humming at the pressing against the plug.
Clark blushed instantly, still trying to play innocent. “What do you mean? You did that. I was here and you were at work. Though, this is sexy.” He chuckled and grinned some, already getting more turned on. He had been some already from just hearing the other make it home and the thought of him coming to him right away mad.
“Kal-El.” He huffed and glared at some to show he was serious.
Clark understood instantly, got chills at the man calling him by his birth name, and adored it when the man called him that. “I mean… it was not completely my doing.” He chuckled nervously as he moved to the little box and opened it to reveal the toy, blushing as it sat opened and his symbol visible inside of his lover.
Bruce was happy he listened, looking over and being surprised at what he saw, blushing at the fact that the plug in him had his lover’s symbol on him. “Where did you get this?” He asked him, blushing at the fact this really happened and he very much in a literal term became a toy for the other to use whenever. Trying to ignore how hot he found that.
“I didn’t get it. I found it at the Watch Tower in my room. I thought it was a water bottle at first.” He explained to him, able to tell by the spike in his lover’s heart he found it hot too, happy he did and he was not alone. “You like it though, I can tell.” He grinned and purred, adoring the heart getting faster.
Bruce in return just blushed and huffed, looking away from the toy and to his lover. “You ruined my meeting.” He huffed and smacked him, knowing the other would not feel it.
“Sorry, I didn’t realize it was magic till you were already in your office.” He pouted. Another smack to the chest, figuring that one was for getting the other caught in a way. “I mean, it’s hot. You agree too. I can hear it. Like the idea of me having access to you wherever and whenever.” He purred, that beautiful heartbeat growing. He took the chance as he pulled the man close, bringing a hand down his back and to his ass after setting the box to the side. “Maybe I’ll fuck it when you’re on patrol, see how well you can handle being fucked senseless and staying a brody bat.” He grinned, loving the visible chill. He would never actually do that, at least not when the other was in a serious situation. There was no way he ever wanted to be the reason Bruce got hurt or worse killed, because he was too horny to wait. “Great too for when I’m off Earth, be able to keep you next to me, fill you up nice and full no matter how far I go.” He purred and another chill, loving he could feel the other struggle to stay upright, having to keep hold of him.
“F-fuck Clark, just fuck me.” Bruce painted some since the man’s words alone were getting to him and making his whole body hot. It did not help he could easily still feel the plug in him, keeping him full and his insides warm. “I need your weight on me, pounding me into the bed.” He whined.
Clark got chills at his lover’s words, grinning as he kissed his lip. “I can easily do that, baby.” He purred, bringing his hand down as he found the base of the plug, pressing at it and adoring the gasp and soft moan it got from the man. He picked him up, gladly carrying him to the bed and laying him on his back. “Clothes off, sexy.” He said as he removed his own shirt and started to undo his pants, loving to see his lover do the same. He adored Bruce’s body, loved all his scars since they showed just how strong he was, and was not willing to give up. What made it more sexy was when he saw the toy next to him twitching, knowing what it meant. He grinned as he grabbed it, noticing Bruce’s eyes followed with redder cheeks. He went as far as to wink at him before he licked at the flesh around the plug, loving the shiver and gasp that followed.
“F-fuck, Clark.” He moaned at the feeling, it being a bit of a weird sight, but the fact he could feel it, made his mind melt.
“Better hurry and undress, baby.” He purred as he grabbed the base and slowly pulled it out, adoring to see Bruce struggling to undress while he did it, noticing his hands shake. Once the plug was undone he blushed at seeing the mess leak out of him, grinning as he kissed at his hole, the moan it got giving him more chills.
“C-Clark, please,” Bruce whined and moaned a bit loud when the other stuck his tongue into the toy, the sight getting to him so much as well as the feelings. He was a struggling mess as he did his best to push off his boxers, hating Clark still had his pants on.
Clark grinned against the man at his response, licking in deeper for a moment before he pulled out and set the toy to the side for now. “Just have to make sure, you’re nice and prepped.” He said, happy his lover was naked as he began to take off his own pants, adoring being able to see just how messy the other was below.
“Y-you say that as if you didn’t just fuck my brains out earlier.” Bruce giggled weakly, biting his lip as he looked down as Clark slowly lowered his pants. He blushed instantly at seeing the man’s dick poke out, needing it so bad.
“True.” Clark chuckled, loving the way his lover looked at him as he moved onto the bed. He placed his hand on his inner thigh, rubbing at the soft skin, loving he could feel it shaking against him. “You sure you’re ready?” He teased a while longer, rubbing his tip at the entrance.
“Y-you take any longer and I might have to go fuck one of my toys.” He grumbled and shook out a sigh. Happy it seemed he struck a sort of nerve since the other huffed and gripped at his thigh, making him hum in response.
.
“You say that, but you know your toys aren’t nearly as good as the real thing.” Clark huffed back, teasing for a while more before he got needy himself and dove right in, with one smooth thrust, he was all the way to the base. Taking in the wonderful feeling and Bruce’s gorgeous moans. “See, your toys can’t get that deep, can’t find that one spot.” He grinned, knowing he hit it since he heard the man’s heart rate increase and when he used his vision he could easily see the head of his cock rub up against the extra sensitive area. “Still want that toy?” He asked, slightly rocking his hips to barely rub up against it.
Bruce was losing it already, being extra sensitive still from the earlier abuse. So, the rubbing on that area made his mind more drunk and loopy. Oh, how much he adored the man above him. His words were no help either, they just drove him further into a mindless daze. “F-fuck K-kal-el.” Was all he could muster out, using his real name since he knew how it affected the other, got his blood pumping and that was what Bruce wanted. Wanted to gain some control back, happy it worked when he felt Clark twitch up against that spot, which in turn made him moan more.
Clark adored the name, cursing to himself at the other using it, he knew how much it got him, and hated that Bruce was fighting and winning still. He could not hold back anymore, he needed the other bad. So with a huff, he placed his palms at each side of the man, keeping a good angle before he started to thrust in and out, only going slow for the first few before he started faster and harder. The male tightening around him only got him more worked up. “F-fuck, making me want to put a baby in you, Bruce,” Clark growled, knowing it was his hormones talking. Happy Bruce found the talk hot, even though he knew the male could not get pregnant and if he ever did, how much it would affect Bruce would not be positive in any way. So, they just kept it to the bedroom and talking terms. “Give Dick a little brother or sister.” He groaned, adoring it made Bruce moan more and put his arms around him.
Bruce was a mess as he moaned out, having found leverage by clawing at his back, wishing so bad he could leave some mark, but he knew it was impossible. The idea of it was at least hot for them both, just taking in the feeling of the man abusing his insides and talking all sorts of dirty to him. The man was slamming into him hard to the point Clark had to hold down one of his hips just to stop him from moving up the bed with each thrust. Every thrust sent him deeper into an abyss of pure pleasure and nothingness. “O-oh K-Kal-el.” He moaned to the best of his ability, wanting to help turn the man on more, despite his speech being mainly moans, not even sure he even said English, but it was the attempt that mattered.
“S-so perfect for me, baby.” Clark groaned as he went even rougher, able to tell he made Bruce finish about twice. Knowing Bruce was probably too lost in this all to realize. It made him happy though. Happy he could get his lover like this as he chased his own release. He had amazing stamina, which meant he could last much longer than most people, sometimes even feeling bad to keep Bruce going like this, but he learned soon into their relationship that the other was actually mad when he tried to stop beforehand. To let the other rest. Remembering how hot it was when the man told him to just keep fucking him useless, till he finished, that had been at the time all it took to get him to finally cum deep in the other. Everything about Bruce was so hot, that he felt for his people, he was actually not as long-lasting as he felt he should be, but who could blame him with such an amazing lover like Bruce.
So as he chased his own release he did his best to cater to his lover, rubbing at his hips, placing kisses and hickies wherever he could get access to on his lover, just how the other loved it. Overall, he did his best to show as much gentle love as he could while he ruthlessly pounded away at the man below, taking in the wonderful noises of their skin slapping together and the squishing of their insides clashing in and out. It was heaven to his ears and oh the sight was just better, getting curious even as he glanced towards the toy. He blushed brightly at seeing a completely new sight, seeing perfectly from every angle as his dick slid in and out of that amazing cunt. Watching as the folds slid against him and the top of his dick rubbed up perfectly at the man’s clit from time to time. It made him groan loud and his dick twitched more, feeling his burn approach. “F-fuck, gonna fuck you nice and full.” He growled as his thrust became staggered and messy, glancing at his lover whose eyes were full of tears and his mouth was wide open, allowing those amazing moans to slip out and into the room.
Everything finally brought him to the edge, growling as he slammed as deep as he could go, feeling his seed start to shoot and fill his amazing lover for the second time. He groaned while he did, using his hands to rub at his lover’s hips, He adored the sight of the man above, he was a complete mess, panting for air as he lay there in a haze, so drunk off of him. It was a wonderful sight, one only for Clark’s eyes. “So fucking beautiful.” He smiled, earning a small moan from Bruce in return. He glanced back at the toy after, loving to see how pink the skin was from the abuse and even see some of the cum slipped through the cracks between his dick and Bruce’s cunt. “Sorry, there’s a lot. I’ll keep in what I can.” Clark said softly as he rubbed at his belly, able to feel the warmth from the surface alone, adoring that he could even notice a slight bump in his stomach from the pure amount.
Bruce just hummed in response, slowly starting to come back from his drunk high as he looked up at Clark, blushing at how sexy he looked and when he finally registered what he was speaking about as he looked at the toy himself. He blushed bright at the sight, having to look away to not get worked up again. They had a day planned, after all, they could continue this later. So when Clark pulled out finally, Bruce whined. He knew it was needed. What he did not expect was something else being pushed in to replace him, moaning instantly at the feeling and when he knew well what it was, making him blush bright. He did not have time to speak up on it though, Clark being fast to clash their lips together, in a loving manner. Bruce did not fight it, just humming into it as he kissed him back, moaning softly at Clark rubbing around the toy lovingly and even pushing at it to make sure it was completely secure, it feeling so nice against his sensitive parts.
“Happy Anniversary, Bruce. Could not have asked for a better day.” Clark smiled lovingly once he pulled away, staying close as he played with the man’s hair.
“Happy Anniversary, Clark. I love you so much.”