[Super Bat Super] Decameron

The sun shone warmly on the two entangled men on the bed.

Clark woke up first, and he sat up with his hands on his forehead.The hangover made him feel like he had a splitting headache, and he fumbled for his glasses—he wasn't short-sighted but it was a habit.

Suddenly, the fingertips touched a little smooth.The smooth touch is like silk from the East, which makes people fondle admiringly. After touching it twice curiously, a slender hand grabbed his restless paw.A man's familiar voice came from beside him, even with a hint of sexy hoarseness, "Haven't you touched enough?"

——! ! ! ! !

Clark came to his senses all of a sudden, and he turned his head sharply to look at his side.The movement was so big that Bruce almost thought he could shake his head off. He wanted to change his position, but a pain came from his waist as soon as he moved, and he couldn't help gasping.Our small town boy looked at him with a shocked expression on his face, "Booooooooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" And blues!?"

His best friend and crush is lying naked next to him, with a lazy expression like a cat basking in the sun.Glancing over at Clark's disbelieving voice, he continued to rest and recover.Clark patted his cheeks to calm down, his mind was a little confused - what happened last night to make Bruce appear on his bed! ?

It seems that he recalled a little... last night when everyone was celebrating together, he drank a lot of wine. After arriving at the guest room, Bruce came back and prepared to take him to the guest room.

After throwing him on the bed, Bruce was going to go back to his room to rest, and at that time...he grabbed the other person's hand...

What happened later made Clark feel ashamed to face his friend and crush... He...probably... raped him?

TAT Bruce can we do it all over again?

Reality told him, no.

The man casually draped Clark's shirt over his shoulders—his clothes had been torn clean last night, and the expensive custom-made suit was dying on the ground in a miserable state.Clark's face was flushed, he didn't know how to explain his brutality last night.The man's slender body is densely covered with red and purple marks after the raging, and the two red spots on his chest are obviously raped by someone not long ago.And these marks can't conceal the man's almost perfect figure, the delicate and smooth skin covered by scars.

The quilt covered the man from the waist down, making it impossible for him to check, but looking at the bite mark on his best friend's neck that was almost bleeding, he knew how much he had gone too far last night.Clark covered his face and didn't know what to say. After holding back for a long time, he finally said, "I...I will be responsible...!"

"Responsible?" The man sneered, and began to search for clothes he could wear from the closet.Superman was three centimeters taller and a lot stronger than him, so the clothes didn't look right. "What are you responsible for?"

"...Bruce, maybe you don't believe it, but I want to tell you..." Clark took a deep breath, his face flushed, "I like you."

"No... Maybe I should say, I love you."

This sentence was like a spell, making Bruce stop all of a sudden.

He turned his head, and his voice was as soft as mist, "You said, do you love me?"

"Yes, I love you." Clark's blue eyes pierced straight into those captivating blue-gray eyes, making the man avoid in embarrassment.He coughed, "Whatever you want."

Clark laughs, thanks to his super vision and super hearing

—he saw Bruce's red ears, and heard his heart beat a lot faster

"What about you, Bruce?"

"……To shut up."

"So... how about we be together?"

"..."

"The most beautiful words in the world are not I love you, but being together"

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