Bruce woke up from his sleep; his eye's blurry and unfocused. Lifting a hand and picking up the alarm clock on his bedside table, he checked the time before settling back under the covers. There was a movement at his side. He froze. He fists clenching and his veins filling with adrenaline. He was ready to fight if he needed to. Then the memories from last night hit him, and he smiled, his fists unclenching and his hands reaching across the rest on the girls tummy, massaging her stomach muscles slowly, waking her from her sleep. He sat up slightly, resting on one of his elbows. He smiled as the girl turned around and faced him. Bruce slid his hand upwards, gripping one of her breasts and rubbing it slightly. She snuggled closer to him, one of her hands snaking down, under the covers and gripping his…
"Ready to go again?" She purred seductively.
Bruce grinned, stiffening instantly, "As long as your brother doesn't find out, I'll fuck you all day long."
"Don't worry, I won't tell him," She whispered into his ear, pausing to nibble his ear lobe, "and you won't tell him. James will never know…"
With that Bruce pulled her closer to him and rolled on top of her, pulling the covers over their heads.