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Ficlet: Special Order
Title: Special Order
Pairing/Characters: Clark/Bruce
Notes: Written for the S/B Kink Meme and for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
genclay 's birthday, because her smut inspires me! Prompt: Playboy Bruce Wayne inserts toy into Superman, then Superman returns the favor by having sex with Bruce while inserted.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Bruce has excellent taste in both sex toys and sex partners.
Word Count: 670
"Pretty please with sugar on it?" The playboy billionaire batted his eyelashes alluringly, and Superman felt himself torn between laughter, horniness, and alarm.
"Where in God's name did you even get that?"
"Special order." Bruce was holding a twisted, curved piece of metal, clearly designed to be put to extremely obscene use. It was disturbingly large and heavy-looking. Disturbingly...and rather arousingly, Clark was forced to admit to himself. "And if you let me use it on you, I promise to let you have your perverted way with me."
"Uh." Clark couldn't quite help but imagine how it would feel to have all that heavy, solid metal filling him up as he worked his way in turn into Bruce's hot ass. He yelped a bit as Bruce reached out to tweak at his burgeoning erection. His body obviously didn't care that his mind was a little ambivalent about this. In fact, his hands were pulling down his tights even as his mind hesitated. He went to pull off the shirt, but Bruce shook his head.
"I want to see you wearing that as I slide this into you," he leered, moving aside the cape with a low whisper that managed to make Clark even harder. He watched Bruce apply lube to the shining metal, trying to relax his muscles in preparation. It was a bit difficult when they kept tensing up in anticipation.
"Relax," murmured Bruce. "This is going to be fun."
Cold metal made Clark gasp, and then the invasive, slippery chill made him moan. Bruce pushed it in little by little, agonizingly slowly. "It's...big," Clark said.
"You've wrestled angels and towed the moon, I think you can handle a big butt plug," retorted Bruce.
Clark twitched his hips a little. "It's awfully big," he noted. It wasn't quite a complaint. His eyes rolled closed as he felt the final few inches slip in, heavy dense weight filling him, resting right against some very delightful places. He squirmed a little and was rewarded by a slow, languid shifting inside him, a gush of pleasure. "Mm."
"Stand up," cooed Bruce.
"...Not...sure I can," Clark said, reveling in the sensations.
Bruce was stripping away his pinstriped suit, the cuff links clinking on the glass table. "I want you to see yourself in the mirror."
Clark slowly raised himself from the bed and turned his back to the mirror, looking over his shoulder. Nestled between his butt-cheeks, gleaming and triumphant was--"You bastard," he groaned, caught between annoyance and a roiling, satisfied lust. "You made this yourself?"
Bruce was slipping off his underwear, but paused to admire the bat symbol on the circle of metal that adorned Clark's ass. "I did say special order."
"Very special," Clark agreed. He raised himself into the air slightly and clenched around the toy, feeling his back arch and his toes curl as he enjoyed the feeling of being penetrated so deep and hard.
"Dear God," said Bruce, "You'd better get over here and fuck me, I can't bear the sight of you like that without going mad." He was naked on the bed, stroking himself slowly and eyeing Clark with satisfaction.
Clark floated over to hover parallel above him. "Open wide, playboy, and get ready to take your turn."
Rather than reply in words, Bruce flung his legs over Clark's shoulders to press up against him and meet his thrust.
The double pressure, inside and out, was enough to drive anyone crazy. Every time he pushed inward, Clark felt the smooth surfaces rubbing inside him in new and rapture-inducing ways, Bruce's body hot around him. It was difficult to go slow, but he kept the pace deliberate enough to make Bruce moan and beg for more, his voice shameless and impassioned.
At the last second, as Clark felt his orgasm starting to rattle through him, he remembered the symbol firmly planted in his body and shuddered against its sweet, invasive touch--inside Bruce, penetrated by Bruce, claiming and claimed at once and always.
Pairing/Characters: Clark/Bruce
Notes: Written for the S/B Kink Meme and for
genclay 's birthday, because her smut inspires me! Prompt: Playboy Bruce Wayne inserts toy into Superman, then Superman returns the favor by having sex with Bruce while inserted.Rating: NC-17
Summary: Bruce has excellent taste in both sex toys and sex partners.
Word Count: 670
"Pretty please with sugar on it?" The playboy billionaire batted his eyelashes alluringly, and Superman felt himself torn between laughter, horniness, and alarm.
"Where in God's name did you even get that?"
"Special order." Bruce was holding a twisted, curved piece of metal, clearly designed to be put to extremely obscene use. It was disturbingly large and heavy-looking. Disturbingly...and rather arousingly, Clark was forced to admit to himself. "And if you let me use it on you, I promise to let you have your perverted way with me."
"Uh." Clark couldn't quite help but imagine how it would feel to have all that heavy, solid metal filling him up as he worked his way in turn into Bruce's hot ass. He yelped a bit as Bruce reached out to tweak at his burgeoning erection. His body obviously didn't care that his mind was a little ambivalent about this. In fact, his hands were pulling down his tights even as his mind hesitated. He went to pull off the shirt, but Bruce shook his head.
"I want to see you wearing that as I slide this into you," he leered, moving aside the cape with a low whisper that managed to make Clark even harder. He watched Bruce apply lube to the shining metal, trying to relax his muscles in preparation. It was a bit difficult when they kept tensing up in anticipation.
"Relax," murmured Bruce. "This is going to be fun."
Cold metal made Clark gasp, and then the invasive, slippery chill made him moan. Bruce pushed it in little by little, agonizingly slowly. "It's...big," Clark said.
"You've wrestled angels and towed the moon, I think you can handle a big butt plug," retorted Bruce.
Clark twitched his hips a little. "It's awfully big," he noted. It wasn't quite a complaint. His eyes rolled closed as he felt the final few inches slip in, heavy dense weight filling him, resting right against some very delightful places. He squirmed a little and was rewarded by a slow, languid shifting inside him, a gush of pleasure. "Mm."
"Stand up," cooed Bruce.
"...Not...sure I can," Clark said, reveling in the sensations.
Bruce was stripping away his pinstriped suit, the cuff links clinking on the glass table. "I want you to see yourself in the mirror."
Clark slowly raised himself from the bed and turned his back to the mirror, looking over his shoulder. Nestled between his butt-cheeks, gleaming and triumphant was--"You bastard," he groaned, caught between annoyance and a roiling, satisfied lust. "You made this yourself?"
Bruce was slipping off his underwear, but paused to admire the bat symbol on the circle of metal that adorned Clark's ass. "I did say special order."
"Very special," Clark agreed. He raised himself into the air slightly and clenched around the toy, feeling his back arch and his toes curl as he enjoyed the feeling of being penetrated so deep and hard.
"Dear God," said Bruce, "You'd better get over here and fuck me, I can't bear the sight of you like that without going mad." He was naked on the bed, stroking himself slowly and eyeing Clark with satisfaction.
Clark floated over to hover parallel above him. "Open wide, playboy, and get ready to take your turn."
Rather than reply in words, Bruce flung his legs over Clark's shoulders to press up against him and meet his thrust.
The double pressure, inside and out, was enough to drive anyone crazy. Every time he pushed inward, Clark felt the smooth surfaces rubbing inside him in new and rapture-inducing ways, Bruce's body hot around him. It was difficult to go slow, but he kept the pace deliberate enough to make Bruce moan and beg for more, his voice shameless and impassioned.
At the last second, as Clark felt his orgasm starting to rattle through him, he remembered the symbol firmly planted in his body and shuddered against its sweet, invasive touch--inside Bruce, penetrated by Bruce, claiming and claimed at once and always.
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Nestled between his butt-cheeks, gleaming and triumphant was--"You bastard," he groaned, caught between annoyance and a roiling, satisfied lust. "You made this yourself?"
Bruce was slipping off his underwear, but paused to admire the bat symbol on the circle of metal that adorned Clark's ass. "I did say special order."
Bruce is one possessive ba**ard, not that that is any surprise.
Nice porny break from TOTAL FREAKING ANGUISH that is your current Music of the Sphere's story. not that I'm not enjoying that story too, just in a somewhat different way
Thanks for sharing; I keep forgetting to go back to the kink meme journal and look for updates.
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I have no idea why Clark was shocked to discover Bruce designs butt plugs with his symbol on them--he should know by now, lol. A man of infinite surprises, that one.
Yay for total freaking anguish? Or...not? :) That will be updated around this weekend, depending on family responsibilities. But yeah, I decided I could use a little porny break--Kink memes are very good for that. :)
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HOTNESS!!!
You described the sensations VERY well, m'dear. ;)
LOL at the Bat-symbol butt plug! Bruce, you devious dominant! ;)
The thought of Clark penetrating Bruce while being penetrated by his 'special' butt plug is nirvana! :)
This line says it so well:
At the last second, as Clark felt his orgasm starting to rattle through him, he remembered the symbol firmly planted in his body and shuddered against its sweet, invasive touch--inside Bruce, penetrated by Bruce, claiming and claimed at once and always.
You're a kinky mistress, aren't you? ;)
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As the Joker would say: "Where does he get those wonderful toys?" *grin*
I saw the prompt and realized I'd never written enything with toys in that way, so I couldn't resist. I went and did research at Blowfish, even. :)
Glad you enjoyed!
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How you manage to mix scolding hot smut with a wicked sense of humour I'll never know.
This has put a bug juicy cherry on top of a rather good day :D (especially given you said you didn't have time :P)
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(I think butt toys beat out vanilla cupcakes anyday!)
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Sweet Mother of...
*runs off for a very long, very cold shower*
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It's easy to explain! "Oh, I was just imagining Superman with a bat-logo butt-plug inserted in his ass, no problem!" :D
Okay, I mean, I can imagine the words, but not actually saying them....
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Gah, that was awesomely hot. Totally mind-blowing.
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Hee! I find sex toys especially embarrassing, somehow. Maybe it's because they imply so much careful planning (in this case, actual design and execution of said toy, lol). There's no illusion of romantic spontaneity, so it's much more smutty in my mind. :)
I am enjoying the image of blushing eyeballs now! :D I'm really glad you enjoyed it--it took some nerving up to post...
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*fans self*
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*brains dribble out ears*
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>>At the last second, as Clark felt his orgasm starting to rattle through him, he remembered the symbol firmly planted in his body and shuddered against its sweet, invasive touch--inside Bruce, penetrated by Bruce, claiming and claimed at once and always.
Even during hot and kinky sex, Clark is quite romantic.
I love that meme. Life is good.
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*blushes* My Achilles Heel--the schmoopy ending, even in butt-plug stories! I cannot resist it!
I am having so much fun just reading the prompts for that meme. :)
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God damn you and your sexy, smutty stories :P though it was yummy
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That was HAWT *grins madly* Damn that Bruce and his kinks ;)
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OMG, just reading the first line I had to laugh.
The "playboy billionaire" and Superman are so amazing together. :) The boys really know how to have a good time (and fun). *Smile*
Wonderfully written story. :)
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I have no idea exactly WHY Bruce is in a business suit and Clark in costume, but I'm sure there's a good reason. :)
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*fans self* Good gods, that was wickedly hot. Of course Bruce had to make sure the plug had his symbol on it. XD
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Batman: King of Brand Consciousness. :) His crazy need to stamp bats on everything makes for some really fun possessive symbolism sometimes. :)
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I think I need a cold shower too!
My, how I love this kink meme! ^___^
Thank you for brighten up my day. <3
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"Open wide, playboy, and get ready to take your turn." is the hottest line ever, and always, you make it seem like a delightful snippet of a sex life we know the boys have.
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