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Fic: Ice Water; Bruce/Clark; NC-17

Title: Ice Water
Author: Aravis Tarkheena
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Uhhhhh, slash, smut, general sexiness. Bruce being awesome.
Word Count: 700 ish
Author’s Notes: greeneyelove wanted some smut. This had been on my hard drive for almost a year. It seems like my fixation on Bruce and Clark blowing each other isn’t at all a recent thing. Am I getting to be predictable?

Ice Water

It had been a near thing, Batman’s escape. It was all Superman could do to stay put in Metropolis as Batman dodged bullets and men wielding knifes to make it to the exit and his car.

Clark got to the Batcave an hour later, Bruce was half dressed downing several bottles of ice water. When he caught sight of Clark he gave him a rugged smirk and stalked towards him, tossing one of the water bottles onto a nearby table.

Bruce stood close to Clark, and Clark could smell gunpowder, sweat and the synthetic material of Bruce’s suit. The arms that wrapped around Clark’s neck felt feverishly hot and damp with sweat, it was like Bruce’s whole body was on fire.

Except for his mouth. That firm and demanding mouth was cool from the ice water and as a playful tongue made its way into Clark’s, he couldn’t help but moan at the icy touch of it. Bruce’s mouth was very wet and slick from the water, and his libido was raging from the fight and Clark had no intention of resisting as Bruce maneuvered him to the large, throne-like chair in front of the computer and pushed him firmly into it, reaching down to pull Clark’s uniform top up over his head and throwing it to the ground.

Bruce’s thighs corded with muscle as he shifted forward and leaned over Clark. Clark couldn’t help but shift up to bite at the strong tendon in Bruce’s neck. Clark’s hands cradled Bruce’s hips as Bruce moaned and let his head loll back. He ran his hands over the sweat slick skin of Bruce’s well muscled abdomen and whispered into his neck and throat.

He ran a hand up a long scarred back and tangled his fingers into short black hair, pulling Bruce’s mouth firmly to his own. Clark’s stomach was churning and his skin prickled with arousal as Bruce trailed kisses down his neck and across his upper chest.

Bruce dropped to his knees in front of Clark and delved a hand into his tights, pulling him out and wrapped a fist around him. Clark groaned low and loud and slumped deeper into Bruce’s chair, spreading his legs to give Bruce room to kneel in between them. He only had a minute to savor the feel of Bruce’s fever hot hand firmly fisted around his cock before the sensation was overwhelmed by the feel of Bruce’s mouth engulfing him and Jesus Christ it was cold. Cold and wet and slick as Bruce’s mouth moved over Clark. Clark choked on a gasp as he buried his fingers in Bruce’s hair, mind whiting out.

Clark could feel his whole body tensing and his breath came in ragged pants. Clearly Bruce noticed too and Clark felt Bruce smile around his dick.

“I want,” Clark bit out, “I want to-“

Bruce didn’t let him finish the thought, he reached his free hand down and cupped Clark’s balls, running gentle fingers lightly over them. Clark choked on a gasp and arched his hips, pushing himself more firmly into Bruce’s mouth and hands. Bruce rolled his head back and took it, groaning around Clark as he shifted and adjusted to Clark’s erratic movements, moving with him. Clark couldn’t help it, he couldn’t stop moving, stop thrusting, stop relishing the feeling of Bruce’s mouth all around him.

When he came it almost felt like his heart stopped. The breath stilled in his lungs and shook as Bruce sucked him through the orgasm.

Clark slumped back into the chair, gasping and shivering, he could feel Bruce’s mouth warming around him. The coolness from before fading under the heat of Clark’s cock and come.

When Clark blinked his eyes open Bruce was smirking up at him with wet and swollen lips.

“My turn,” he rasped, licking at his lips.

“Of course,” Clark smirked, “but first I need a drink of water…”


( 7 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 21st, 2008 11:23 pm (UTC)

You write the best porn/smut and yes, that is a compliment.

Bruce and Clark are hot! I can just see Bruce eager for a good go after a fight.

Thanks for posting this!

May. 22nd, 2008 02:11 am (UTC)
I'm glad you liked it. :D
May. 21st, 2008 11:36 pm (UTC)
*fans self* Is it getting hotter in here? O_O

Bravo!! This was scorching!
May. 22nd, 2008 02:12 am (UTC)
*hands you a glass of ice water* Hope this helps. :D
May. 22nd, 2008 02:55 am (UTC)
That was hot.

Doesn't Superman have arctic breath whenever he wants it? So why does he need the ice water?
May. 22nd, 2008 11:28 am (UTC)

Now I want a glass of water. Wonderful job!
May. 22nd, 2008 11:41 am (UTC)
Oh god, this was really, really hot and admirably written very well. *hugs* I'm so glad I woke up to read this, you made my morning. <3
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