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Title: In Lust You Can Hear The Axe Fall
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 168
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: The fourth fic in the Shuffle I series. For the
worlds_finest Shuffle I Challenge - prompt 'In Lust You Can Hear The Axe Fall'. Unbetaed, so point and I shall correct.
Clark's touches against his body were urgent, full of need. Bruce gasped, in mingled pleasure and pain. His chest was bruised, it should be bandaged, it should... Clark took a nipple in his mouth. A sharp noise was pulled from him and his ribs exploded in a riot of pain as he took a deep breath.
This was new. Clark had never been like this, before. But then... The building they had been in - he had been in, for a meeting in Metropolis - had been destroyed as Superman had battled Toyman. Clark had got him out, but...
He looked up into Kal's eyes, glowing blue and gold, with copper and red, and he wanted to laugh because he suddenly understood. This was... this was... Clark's hands became more urgent, and Bruce had no choice but to respond to them, even as the bitter irony echoed through his mind.
What he had seen in Kal's eyes... This was the end, the end of it all.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Bruce/Clark
Word Count: 168
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Author's Note: The fourth fic in the Shuffle I series. For the
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Clark's touches against his body were urgent, full of need. Bruce gasped, in mingled pleasure and pain. His chest was bruised, it should be bandaged, it should... Clark took a nipple in his mouth. A sharp noise was pulled from him and his ribs exploded in a riot of pain as he took a deep breath.
This was new. Clark had never been like this, before. But then... The building they had been in - he had been in, for a meeting in Metropolis - had been destroyed as Superman had battled Toyman. Clark had got him out, but...
He looked up into Kal's eyes, glowing blue and gold, with copper and red, and he wanted to laugh because he suddenly understood. This was... this was... Clark's hands became more urgent, and Bruce had no choice but to respond to them, even as the bitter irony echoed through his mind.
What he had seen in Kal's eyes... This was the end, the end of it all.