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Warning: Graphic smut (I'll warn you when that part comes up with a ~*~)

*Ring-ring-ring*

Clark rolls around in bed and answered the phone while checking the clock to see it was 10pm. "Hello?"

"Clark? Great you're still awake" Lois sounded excited, which mean she found a story "Turn on the TV"

"Is something wrong?" He asked as he sat up and turned on the TV.

"Well the world isn't ending, for once, but it's news none the less"

Immediately he saw what she was talking about. On the news there was a headline in bold letters saying "Gotham's prince lost". His attention kicked into high gear as he worried something happened to him.

"You still there?"

"yeah- yes I'm here, what happened?"

"I'm not sure full details, but apparently he and his long time fiancé had a falling out." Clark sighed in relief that nothing fatal occurred.

"Dammit Clark, everyone is trying to get this story, but Wayne refuses to talk to anyone"

"Well I can see how that can be a problem" He could feel her smiling on the other side.

"I'm glad you do because I need your help"

"WHAT?"

"Well he doesn't want to talk to anyone, but he might talk to you. You're friends, right?

"More like acquaintances"

"Come one Clark. We can be the first to figure out what's going on"

"I don't thing so Lois. I'm sorry, but I'll have to refuse" It did seem right to him to violate Bruce's personal life and use him for a story.

After a couple of seconds of silence he finally heard a sigh "Alright, you can't blame a girl for trying and besides it's probably low for anyone's standards. Night Clark"

When he heard the line go dead he hung up the phone.

He turned his attention back to the TV to see reporters and photographers nagging him about the nasty break-up. They even stayed outside the gates of Wayne Manner and waited for him to come out, which has been all day. It didn't take long for him to grow sick over them toying with the situation, so he turned off the TV and got out of bed. He needed to check up on him just to see if he could help and nothing was going to stop him. Once he got dressed he was off toward Gotham.

It didn't take long for him to reach the Manner and it relieved him to see that the news vans and paparazzi headed home for the night. When he was sure that no one way around he landed in front of the larger wooden doors and knocked it three times. No one answered, which he figured would happen. He was about to leave when the door opened and Alfred stepped out.

"Good evening, sir"

"Good evening, Alfred. Is Bruce here?"

"I'm sorry, but Mr. Wayne will not be answering any questions..."

"Oh no this is a social visit" He took a breath "I heard what happened and I wanted to check up on Bruce"

Alfred nodded his head and stepped aside to let him in. "I'll see if Mr. Wayne is up for visitors. Please wait in the study down the hall"

Once in the study he sat down on the sofa in front of the fire place that had a bright flame to warm the room. About twenty minutes has past before the door open and Bruce walked in with Alfred not far behind. He looked okay, but his eye showed different. Clark could see that he was in a terrible state and needed someone.

"It's quite a surprise to see you here, Clark" Clark stood up to shake is hand.

"I wanted to see how you were"

"Oh...um Alfred can you give us some time alone"

"Yes, Mr. Wayne" He nodded his head and closed the door behind him.

They sat down one the sofa and the taller man patted Bruce on the back. "I'm sorry about what happened"

"It's fine" He leaned back where he was sitting and starred at the fire.

"Are you sure?" He starred at him with concern. "You don't have to lie to me, Bruce"

"If I say I'm fine that means I'm fine" He scolded at him and brought out a little of Batman in his tone.

"Sorry" He turned toward the fire and the room grew quiet.

"...You know... If you need anything I'll be here for you" He caught a glimpse of him making that familiar face when he his head was full of thought, before turning away again. "...No matter what it is"

"There is something..." Bruce leaned in and Clark shifted to face him. "You can do for me..."

He pressed his lips against his, but before he could deepen the kiss Clark backed up and fell off the edge.

"What the hell was that for?" his asked full of shock. He stared as Bruce stood up and squatted in front of him.

"You said no matter what" He straddled his waist and yanked on his tie till their lips were inches away "...didn't you?"

"Yes I did..." His breathing got heavy. "...but"

"You and Lois are no longer a thing, right?" He asked by his ear as he loosened the tie and began unbuttoning his shirt.

"Yeah we aren't...but Bruce..."

He rolled his hips to grind himself against him, causing Clark to bite back a moan. "Then what's the problem?"

He sucked up his neck and nibbled along his jawline as he got the shirt open. Once open he made a trail a wet, hot kisses down his torso licking every muscle he found as he worked on removing his pants.

"Bruce, stop you're not thinking straight..." The smaller man ran a hand over his crotch making his words hitch in his thought. "You're feeling lonely and I understand that. but you need to stop this or I'll..."

"You'll what, Clark?" He interrupted "If you hate this so much push me off, farm boy"

He couldn't speak or even move. The look on Bruce's face was different then he was use to and he couldn't figure out why all of a sudden he was behaving like that. Was it because of he was heartbroken or horniness? He looked over his body seeing he was flushed and could hear the panting of his breath with the thumping of his heartbeat. He couldn't help, but get lost in the sight.

He relaxed himself and waited for his next move. "That's what I thought"

His pants were removed enough to reveal his cock that was big enough that he hesitated before engulfing it into his mouth. He sucked hard as he bobbed his head between Clark's leg, causing the man's moans to fill the room.

"Sh-SHIT! Stop" He formed his hands into fists. "What if someone hears...?"

He removed his hot mouth with a loud pop, but continued sucking around the base. "Well then stop crying"

"Besides the place is sound proof" He growled as he played with his balls with his tongue and took them into his mouth.

"AAAAAAH" He yelp as Bruce continued to tease his balls and licked the slit before deep-throating him to the hilt. "At this rate I'm going to cum..."

He stop sucking and moved back over him. He lowered himself to kiss Clark aggressively as he took off his pants and threw them aside. He look down to see the smaller man rubbing his cock against his stomach and caused his to twitch with excitement. As he was admiring the sight his face was forced to look toward the man above him. Bruce kissed him again and bit at his bottom lip till Clark opened his mouth, allowing his tongue inside. He was forced to lay down with his back flat against the floor.

The smaller man broke the kiss, much to Clark's dislike, but licked over his lips and teased his tongue. He brought his fingers to his mouth and licked around. The other man watched as he sucked between his fingers to spread the saliva and he felt himself harden even more. Lightning fast, he grasped his wrist and placed his fingers around his fingers, sucking hard to the knuckle.

"That's enough.." He panted and when he was released he took Clark's lips with his.

As the kiss deepened he took his slick fingers and teased them over rim of muscles around his ass. Slowly his index finger entered inside, not feeling good at first, but eventually he found pleasing. When he felt himself loosen he added another.

"Clark..." He moaned in his mouth as his fingers grinded against his prostate.

The other man grabbed onto his hips while gliding his right hand around his smooth ass. When he was sure Bruce was lost in the sensation he slicked up his finger with the saliva leaking out of his ass and entered one finger, stretching him even wider.

"FUCK..." He yelped as the other man's finger pumped with his and moaned when each finger caused electricity to spread over his body.

"St-stop...I-I'm ready..." They remove their fingers from his asshole and he set himself over Clark's hard on. The took the cock in his hand guiding it between his cheeks and gradually sat down to the base. His breath hitched in his throat and his breathing became shaky. He was bigger then expected, but he loved how deep he was inside him.

Clark's head whipped back as his muscles closed around his cock and he gripped his wrists. "...Ah shit!...Bruce mmm"

He did pull away from him, in fact, the thought of being restrained excited Bruce even more. When he was use to the size, he began to pump himself up and down with such force that the sound of skin smacking echoed throughout the room.

"FUCK!...Bruce, you're so tight" He growled as he thrust his hips up.

"Shut up and fuck me harder" He moved his hands flat over Clark's chest to gain more support as the thrusts became more errotic.

"AH SHIT!...I gonna..." He moaned as he leaned back and placed his hands on the taller man's bend knees. "AH SHIIIT!"

"Unf Ah AAAAAAAAAH" He groaned as his load spurted over their chests.

"Ah F-FUCK! AAAH SHIIIIIT!" His muscles tightened around Clark, causing him release his semen shortly after.

Bruce looked over at Clark and gave him an interesting grin. "Thanks"

He lifted himself off of him and stood over to grab his pants. Taking the hint Clark grabbed his as well and quickly put them on without a word.

When were both decent they walked toward the door, but before exiting Bruce grabbed his tie to straighten it out. "That was fun, how about doing that again tomorrow night?"

"Okay" He answered, not thinking.

With a wink he opened the door for them and shouted over his shoulder before leaving Clark "See you then"

TA DA! another SuperBat fic. haha I hope you liked chapter 1 and stay tone to see how things turn out between them. Please review and thank you for reading. Love ya!