Story description- Bruce comes into your home all bruised up so you give him painkiller and run a bath for him. He insists you join him 👀

A/N- I haven't written in a while so I might be a bit rusty. I'm always open to criticism as long as you're polite lmao.

Also Bruce is taller than the reader purely because I go batshit (pun intended) over size difference
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You sighed softly as you got comfy in your seat, the book you recently started reading resting gently in your palms.

Bruce hasnt text at all this evening..what if he's gotten into some accident.....no he can handle himself..

Thunk!

You flinched and looked up towards the source of the sound, it had come from upstairs. This felt like a typical horror story intro...the boyfriends out late..you hear a sound from upstairs and obviously you have to go and investigate.

Quietly, you placed your book on the coffee table and grabbed the bat you kept beside the front door...for emergencies obviously. With a deep exhale, you peered up the stairs.

"Bruce?" Your voice wobbled, the fear of an intruder combined with the shock of seeing him merging into one.

You stared in shock as you watched your boyfriend shut the window he had just climbed in through. You rushed up the stairs and grabbed his shoulders gently.

"Where were you? I was so worried. Why did you come in through the window?!" You blurted out before pausing and sighing.

"Are you okay?" You said softly, loosening your grip on his shoulders.

"I'm sorry, I should've contacted you. I'm okay." He said softly, his voice shaking slightly.

Your hands moved up to his face, your fingertips tracing over his cheekbones.

"I can tell when you're lying. Let me see." You knew that he had been injured by the shake in his voice. He couldn't hide that from you.

Bruce lifted up his shirt, revealing scattered bruises just beginning to take colour. You gasped softly, your hands drifting down to his torso to gently trace over the bruises before pulling the shirt down.

"Oh Bruce." You hummed softly before pressing a small kiss against his chest.

"I'll be fine..I've been through much worse than this, you know that." He placed one of his hands over yours, rubbing your thumb softly.

"I know..but still. At least take some painkillers and have a bath?" You titled your head as you looked at him.

"Hmm" Bruce grunted.

"I'm taking that as a yes." You smiled before diving into the bathroom and switching on the taps.

You grabbed bath salts, bubble bath and bath oils to mix into the hot water, knowing that the mixture would ease some of Bruce's aches and pains. He watched as you tottered around the house, grabbing things for him.

"You don't need to do all this y/n.." He spoke softly, you could tell he appreciated it due to the soft shine in his eyes. He regularly said more with his eyes than his words.

"I want to." You smiled as you passed him some painkillers with a glass of water. "Drink up."

To your suprise, he did as he was told.

"I've put clean clothes for you on the bed. You can just leave everything on the side table, I'll wash it for you before you head back to the manor." You gestured to the bedroom as you spoke.

"Thank you." A small smile marked his lips..so small you might've missed it if you weren't paying such close attention.

You nodded with a smile and turned to leave so that Bruce could get some privacy. He gently grabbed your hand and pulled you back.

"Oh!" A gasp fell from your lips as you found yourself against his chest. Your heart was pounding so hard that you suspected that he could hear it.

"Stay." He looked down at you, his hands tracing up your lower torso.

You nodded, he didn't need to say more.

"Okay." You smiled, leaning up and pressing a kiss against his cheek.

Bruce's hands slipped under your shirt, his fingertips brushing softly against your skin. His touch was cold in comparison to the warmth of the room, goosebumps danced up your body. He lifted up your shirt, his hands drifting across your body as he did. He threw your shirt onto the floor carelessly and gently kissed your collarbone. Butterflies exploded in your stomach, his soft lips compared to his rough fingertips across your body was enough to make you explode.

You placed your hands against his chest, the warmth from his torso seeping into your fingertips. It felt ridiculously good to be this close to him.

"No fair that I'm getting undressed and you aren't." You teased.

Bruce chuckled slightly and took your hands into his. He slipped them under his shirt.

"Best get a move on then." He remarked before kissing your cheek.

A blush crept onto your face, you didn't expect him to be such a tease. You pulled his shirt off of his body, getting another look at the bruises across his skin. You found yourself staring at his muscles as you chucked his shirt onto the floor. You slid your hands down his torso before reaching the zipper to his trousers. You fumbled with it for a moment but managed to undo it.

You felt his hands wrap around your trousers, tugging them off in one movement. You leaned up and pressed a kiss against his lips. He pushed his lips against yours, his hand snuck up to cup your jaw. You moaned into the kiss, taking far too much enjoyment out of the simple acts of intimacy.

You pulled away for a moment to remove any remaining clothes off of you both. Bruce took your hand and slipped into the bath, gently pulling you into his lap. The hot, soapy water instantly soothed your body and only fueled the desire racing through you.

"I missed you." You rested your head against Bruce's collarbone, taking in his scent.

"I missed you too." He whispered, kissing your forehead softly. His fingers trailed up your thighs in light delicate motions.

Deep breaths fell from your lips, his touch was driving you crazy. You felt him behind you, clearly getting off at how much control he had over you right now.

"Please.." You whined quietly.

"Please what?" Bruce whispered, his lips merely inches away from your ear.

"Do anything..please Bruce!" You jolted against him, not realising how desperate you were for his touch.

"Since you've been so patient..." A small smirk painted his lips.

Bruce's hand grew closer to where you needed him most..his fingers still working in delicate movements. You whined softly, hoping he would just move faster. He slid one finger into you, curling it so that he hit all of the right spots.

A breathy moan fell from your lips as one of your hands latched onto his wrist, urging him to keep going. He slipped in a second, softly stretching you out.

"I've hardly touched you..pretty thing.." His words edged you on, your stomach tightening as you got lost in your own pleasure.

Bruce's pace quickened, the water rippling and splashing due to the harsh movements. With the hand that wasn't gripping onto his wrist, you grabbed onto the side of the bathtub. Moans and heavy breaths escaped your mouth as he continued to fuck you with just his hand.

"Imagine what else I could do to you." He whispered into your ear, making you whine and grip onto his wrist even tighter.

The knot in your stomach tightened, threatening to snap. Just as you prepared to come over your high, he pulled his fingers away from you. You sighed softly, a whimper falling from you.

"Bruce.." You panted and watched as he lifted his fingers to his mouth. He licked his fingertips, cleaning off the taste of your arousal.

You were so busy watching this display that you didn't notice him guiding himself into you. You gasped loudly and gripped onto the bathtub as you felt his cock slip into you. You felt yourself tighten around him, your body shaking slightly as he stretched you open.

"Good boy/girl/doll.." He grunted, pleasure dripping from his voice.

-(If you have any good gender neutral terms please lemme know)-

He placed one hand on your stomach, holding you onto him firmly. Small whines slipped from your mouth as you pressed yourself against him, waiting for him to move.

Bruce bucked his hips, his cock diving deeper into you making you moan loudly. The sound echoed slightly. He groaned softly as he began to fuck up into you. The rhythmic movement caused the water to splash and spill onto the floor.

Your hand slid down to grip onto his, which was still firmly placed over your stomach. The sensation of his rough fingertips on your body as he filled you entirely sent you into immense pleasure. Almost instantly, the knot in your stomach began to tighten again.

"Bruce!" You mewled, your face scrunched up in pleasure.

"I know..I know.." Bruce hummed and kissed your temple as he quickened his pace.

The knot snapped, you gripped onto his hand, your back arching and legs shaking. Breathy moans and pants escaped your lips as he continued to fuck into you. His thrusts became erratic and sloppy, his fingers tightening around your body..you knew that you'd be bruised later.

"Fuck..y/n." He said breathily as his hips bucked, cumming inside of you.

You both panted loudly, your eyes shutting as you rested your head against him. Bruce kept his hand rested on you, your fingers placed over his.

"So much for you resting.." you laughed breathily.

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A/n:
Considering I haven't written in a while..I'm so proud of this 😌

Requests are open!