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visionsofmagic · 11 months

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DAY THREE: robert pattinson x f!reader

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• summary: robert and you go for the met gala and when he sees you, he just realizes you are the prettiest girl once again. | wc: 1.3k | tags&warnings: fluff (believe me when I say it), a slight nsfw content too, before!met gala event, kissing, girlfriend!reader, robert is such a good boyfriend, gentle!rob, touching, dirty talk, playful!rob and reader, teasing, enjoy! [also, so sorry for the wait because I had to change my phone, going to practicum process and doing my finals, so, hope this chap will be good! thank u!

Robert knows you are so pretty – the prettiest girl alive he can see and feel. He is sure he is lucky to have you, as he always tells, believing you are his miracle, giving him happiness and affection his soul seeks for. However, he realizes these facts once again when he sees you in a dress that covers your body so beautifully that he fears that his vision go blind because of the light you are spreading with the dress he never seen before on you and your smile – oh, that gorgeous smile, he thinks, the one he can give his life for to see.

“Oh, love,” He tries to say as he makes his way to you, arms half open to hug you when he reaches his destination, “My love, you look –“ He can’t find any word enough to say how beautiful you look – even more than just a beauty. He can swear if you say you are an angel, he will believe right away because you look so much like an angel – with pureness and light only he sees thanks to being your boyfriend, the one you give your heart and soul to with body as well.

“You look so good that even if I use hundreds of words to describe it, it will not be enough.” He says in a genuine tone. He always tells truth to you – you don’t deserve lie, no one does, and he likes to be sure that he doesn’t say even white lies because lie is a lie, without matter of the color of it.

Smiling to him, you feel wonderful because you know how he means it when he says it. He is gentle with you – a perfect boyfriend you have, making every day of your life bearable, worth to live and happy.

“You are making me blush, honey.” You say as he stays in front of you, opening his arms wider enough for you to get his gesture and hug his neck tightly, feeling softness of the fabric of his suit. His hands find their places on your waist, pulling you closer, putting a few kisses on your hair and spends a moment to smell your hair, saying ‘hmm’ in a low voice – he is happy, so happy, to have you like this, in his arms, kissing freely and seeing your smile, hearing your little chuckles when he says, “You look like the sun on earth, you know that right?”

Breaking the hug a little, you look at his eyes, smirking playfully, “When you become the moon, I decided that I should be your sun.” I say, referring to his role as The Batman and how the character is belong to nights – to the moon of the nights. Robert is opposite to the Batman with all his gentleness, smiles – oh, those cute little smiles, light golden brown hair and blue eyes with full of sparkles, but, when you have a chance to tease him, you take it.

Chuckling, he puts a kiss on your nose, “You are always my sun, darling, even before I play that role,” He kisses your forehead, “My sun – the light of my life,” He kisses your cheeks one by one, “My love – the one I love from the deepest part of my heart and soul.” Lastly, he puts a kiss on your lips, warmness flowing from his to yours for a moment before he gets back and wait for your action. Oh, such a tease, you think but you play with his little game still.

Firstly, you kiss his nose like he did, “And you are my moon – making my night lighten up with your own gleam.” Then, I kiss his forehead, raising on my tiptoes as he lowers his head down a little with a chuckle, and I hit his shoulder gently with a smile, “My beloved who I want see as the first thing in the morning and the last thing in the night.” I kiss both of his cheeks that have light blushes on, “The one who has my heart and soul within my body,” Lastly, I kiss his lips, longer than his, wanting to feel him closer. Getting my gist, he hugs me tightly, closing the gap between our bodies, making them crash into each other as my hands on his neck travel into his hair, then to his shoulder, ending on his chest. The kiss take longer than I expect but I feel like he needs it – he needs to feel me long enough to let me go, and I agree to his idea because I want to have him too.

Between the kisses we share, I feel one of his hand goes up to my neck as the other one lowers down to my ass and I chuckle, saying, “Robert, I th –” I moan when he bites my lower lip, closing my eyes because of the feeling, unable to speak more and this makes him laugh playfully, knowing his own effect on me.

“You were saying something, sweetheart?” He asks but he doesn’t wait for my answer when he walks towards me, making me taking steps backwards and when my back find the surface of the nearest wall, I say, “We should go before it is too late.”

I want to stay though, letting him have his way with me and taking all the pleasure he can give but we can’t stay any longer before it is too late to go for the gala which he needs to go as his manager says.

“Just a few minutes, believe me,” He says, hands go under your long skirt as he pulls it up, making your thighs and legs be exposed to his eyes and when his hands touch your ass, he stops for a moment, eyes wide open as he asks in disbelief, “No underwear?” He almost sounds like he enjoys this too much.

With a sudden shy that hit me, I lower my head down, shrugging, I smile, “I – I wanted to tease you with it when we arrive the gala.”

He smirks, feeling shy like you do too but he is better for hiding it than you – always. “You are such a tease! I love it,” He kisses your neck; “You have no idea how much I want to tear this dress up and have you right here.” He speaks with no hesitation – only truth and lust can be heard in his attractive voice. You know how he can be a playboy so easily when it comes to you – only you.

“But we should go,” you say, taking his hands back from your ass even if you want him so much right now. “However, I can give you a promise though,” You say, smirking, making him furrow with curiosity on his face expression.

“And what is that?” He asks; hands stop on the wall, right beside your waist, caging you inside his body.

You put your hands on his neck, still having a smirk, “When we come back to the house, I will let you having your way with me – without no disapproval.”

He only laughs at your deal. Holding your chin with his fingers, he says, “My pretty girl – oh, I will take you with my way, you can be sure about that,” He lowers his head down, whispering into your ear intensely, “But who said I would not have you in the gala?”

It makes your legs shake in excitement because deep down, you know Robert will hold his promise, finding a way to give pleasure both to you and to him and only the idea enough to make you give him all.

Smiling, he puts a kiss on your cheek as he holds you from the waist. Then, he fixes your dress like a gentleman, asking you whether you are ready or not. When you nod, he takes you by the hand and smile widely, “Let’s go and make the whole world see how beautiful you are and that you are my beloved.”

The end. 💕

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imdeadatnight · 1 year

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The Metamorphosis of Robert Pattinson , 2022

#robert pattinson #twilight #the Batman #late 2000s #teen movie #twilight edward #Robert Pattinson twilight #Robert pattionson the Batman #gp #fight club #street wear #grunge aesthetic

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dommnics · 2 years

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My beautiful broody baby boi 🦇 Finally going to see Battinson on the big screen TONIGHT!!!

Update after watching the film:

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annamariaward · 2 years

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#TheBATMAN and #TurningRed are both constantly on my mind so now they are going to have to play nicely together in this fanart. Sorry.

#Turning Red #The Batman #Robert Pattionson #Miriam Turning Red #Abby Turning Red #fanart

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stewblog · 2 years

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The Batman

The truest testament to the strengths of The Batman as a movie and piece of entertainment is the fact that I loved it in spite of itself.

From the moment I watched the first trailer for it, I did not want The Batman as it exists. I’ve grown exceedingly weary of comic book movies that present their characters and world as dark, gritty, brooding and overly violent. Even accepting the fact that some manner of those elements will almost always be present in a Batman story, there is an abundance of material for the character that doesn’t revolve entirely around a decaying city protected by an angry hero. Batman movies need not swerve into the territory of the 1966 Adam West TV show (though I wouldn’t be opposed on the surface if they did), but there is ample material to mine that doesn’t involve pitch-black, grim-and-gritty representations of all involved. Give me a movie more in line with the writing of Dennis O’Neil or Grant Morrison. I’d die happy if a movie directly took inspiration (both tonally and aesthetically) from Batman: The Animated Series, a show that remains to my eyes the definitive depiction of the character.

The Batman is pitch-black, grim-and-gritty to a degree that is arresting, not just in its commitment to the approach but in how it actually uses that approach to provide genuine thematic heft. There’s a point to all the layers of grime and decay and darkness. There’s a reason director and co-writer Matt Reeves has Robert Pattinson depict Bruce Wayne and Batman in the most sullen, borderline masochistic way we’ve yet seen in live action. And that purpose is what ultimately endeared me in full to The Batman despite my notable misgivings going in.

While this is technically yet another reboot of Batman, we are spared almost anything resembling exposition in terms of set up. The film simply assumes you’re already familiar with who Bruce Wayne (Robert Pattionson) is and why he dresses up in a bat costume each night. It’s become something of a running joke that we keep seeing imagery of Bruce’s parents’ murder in nearly every single film and Reeves blessedly refrains from delivering yet another depiction of Martha Wayne’s pearls falling to the ground in slow motion. Instead, Reeves focuses his attention on the psychology of a young man who nightly pushes himself to the limit and beyond in service of a righteous crusade that nonetheless appears to have, at best, a minimal effect on the city he’s trying so desperately to save from itself. He’s succeeded in spooking a portion of the criminal element, but he’s become just as frightening a figure to regular law-abiding citizens.

His work becomes all the more complicated with the emergence of The Riddler (Paul Dano) who keeps murdering Gotham’s political and martial leadership all in the name of exposing their deep-seated corruption. Riddler sees himself not as a foe to Batman, but a partner. Batman, obviously, does not share the sentiment. He and Lt. Jim Gordon (Jeffrey Wright) begin their race to figure out who Riddler is and, more importantly, who he plans to take out next. Tangled up along the way are underground nightclub owner Oswald “The Penguin” Cobblepot (Colin Farrell) and Selina “Catwoman” Kyle (Zoe Kravitz).

What unravels is a bit of a first for a live-action Batman movie: It’s a straight-up detective story. Though the character has long been called “The World’s Greatest Detective” in the comics, the movies have either largely ignored this aspect or downplayed it to the point where it becomes a non-factor. The Batman, however, leans hard into the character’s detective side to the point where action scenes are a rarity and most of our time is spent in the shadows as our heroes hunt for clues, surveil targets or generally spend time doing things other than punching. A rarity for a comic book movie these days, to be sure.

It’s a welcome change, though. While the film can feel grand and operatic in parts (thanks in large part to Michael Giacchino’s incredible score), this is a much more intimate approach, one that feels welcome after the bombast of Batman v. Superman or (either version of) Justice League. The shift in focus allows Reeves to be much more pointed in making The Batman about something. Matt Reeves isn’t just concerned about the ways leadership corrupts public servants, he wants to showcase how lives have been affected. One of my biggest complaints with the film is its unnecessary three-hour length. But Reeves at least puts that length to use by taking the time to immerse us in Gotham, to truly see and feel how the city has been almost frozen in time thanks to decades of failure and corruption.

That said, a Batman movie is only as good as its Batman and I am delighted to report that Robert Pattinson is more than up to the task. It’s a shame that Pattinson still is mostly remembered for his role as Edward in the Twilight films. He’s one of the best young actors working and he brings an intensity and emotional depth that not even Christian Bale’s work in the role managed to reach. Pattinson delivers a Bruce and Batman that’s not just unwilling to engage with “normal” behavior, he seems all but incapable of it, so obsessed is he with his caped crusade. And yet Pattinson manages to make this obsession feel noble, albeit highly misguided. I felt compelled all while rooting for Bruce to find a better way. As for when he’s in the costume, Pattinson may lack the bulk of either Bale or Ben Affleck, but he feels like even more of a feral presence than either. He’s clearly physically capable, but there’s a greater sense that this version of Batman is just slightly more unhinged than previous occupants of the cowl.

Kravitz is the purrrfect (sorry, not sorry) mix of confident, capable, coy and carefree while remaining perfectly unpredictable, delivering what, for my money, is the best live-action Catwoman we’ve seen. Her chemistry with Pattinson crackles when it should in all the best ways. Colin Farrell, meanwhile, is visibly having a ball acting underneath a couple layers of facial prosthetics. He lets the makeup do a lot of the work, but his old-timey gangster attitude and accent elevate it beyond mere over-acting and into something truly memorable and fun.

Paul Dano is great, but he’s better once his character is unmasked and he gets a wonderful Hannibal Lecter-esque confrontation with Batman. This is about as far from Frank Gorshin (or Jim Carrey doing a manic impression of Frank Gorshin) as you can get.

The real MVP of the cast outside of Pattinson, though, is Wright as Gordon. Wright is as reliable as actors come, but here he provides a depth to Gordon that we’ve simply never gotten in live action before. You get a real sense of the character’s history as a cop and his complicated but trusting relationship with Batman via body language, vocal affectations and some genuinely funny lines. I can’t wait to see how Wright evolves him in future films.

If there’s a major complaint I have in addition to the length (and it really is frustrating, these movies do not at all need to be three hours long), it’s that it suffers from a case of multiple ending disorder. Things come to a fairly logical and satisfying conclusion, only for yet another climax and denouement to unfurl. It helps that this segment is highly entertaining with the biggest action sequence of the film. It also helps that we see a Batman villain sparking behavior that feels genuinely scary due in part to how highly relevant it is today’s online culture among certain groups. But the fact remains that this movie could easily have a good 20 minutes lopped off and it’d be all the better for it.

But even with such a not insignificant complaint, The Batman is still an excellent film. I was always aware of the length, but never bored at any given moment. It may be grounded in “reality” but that reality is never at odds with the idea of costumed heroes and villains with a gimmick, a feeling that for me was present throughout Christopher Nolan’s films.

Perhaps what I love most about The Batman, though, is the place it brings the character to at the end. The film is drenched in grim pessimism with a hero doubting his capability at being a hero. But by the end, the realization he has provides a spark of hope feels like a waypoint for future films. This is now a Batman with a revitalized and refocused vision for what kind of hero and icon his city needs, and that is exciting and hopeful and precisely these movies need.

#batman #twilight #robert patterson #rpatz #zoe kravitz #jeffrey wright #paul dano #the batman #the batman 2022 #movie reviews #dc comics

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gayroman · 4 years

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look I'm not saying robert pattionson's batman should be gay but that's exactly what I'm saying and it needs to happen

#batman #robert pattinson

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pikselog · 2 years

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The Batman 4 Mart’ta sinemalarda

Warner Bros. Pictures’dan, başrolünde Gothan Şehri’nin dedektifi ve milyarder Bruce Wayne rollerinde Robert Pattinson’ın yer aldığı, yönetmen Matt Reeves’den “The Batman” geliyor. Suçluların kalplerine korku salan Batman (Robert Pattionson), olarak 2 yıl boyunca sokakları takip etmek, Bruce Wayne’i Gotham Şehri’nin gölgelerine sürüklemiştir. Şehrin yozlaşmış yetkilieri ve yüksek profilli kişiler…

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thehipsterzombiejointexperience · 5 years

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Robert Pattionson Talks About ”The Batman”

Robert Pattinson talks about what to expect for ‘The Batman‘ with Matt Reeves, how he and Willem Dafoe rehearsed for ‘The Lighthouse‘ and what it’s like working with Christopher Nolan on ‘Tenet.’

The internet exploded when Twilight star, Pattinson was handed the cape and cowl after previous Batman actor Ben Affleck retired from the…

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#Batman #ben Affleck #dc films #detective #hipsterzombiejoint #INTERVIEW #matt reeves #robert pattionson #the lighthouse #variety

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visionsofmagic · 1 year

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⎯ differences [m] [1/2]

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▸pairing: bruce wayne/the batman x f!reader [battinson version]

▸summary: having sex with bruce and the batman is totally different.

▸wc: 3.1k

▸warnings & tags: B REFERS TO BOTH BRUCE AND BATMAN [in other words, I used B as to say, ‘Bruce & Bats’.] events take place after the batman movie (2022), not mention of selina. PART 1 OF 2 . now, we have some warnings and these are; pet names, bats being hunter and y/n prey (as symbol ofc), personality confusion, fingering, licking, rough movements, nude, dirty talk (a little), begging, kneeling, explicit language, fluff after smut, +18.

The man you were in love had totally two different sides; not because of being a toxic person. He was a good person who just seeks peace for his and Gotham’s own good. Different sides were there because he was a gentle, sweet guy on daylight, and a vigilante, wearing a bat suit in midnight to seek justice. Bruce Wayne and The Batman was totally same person. However, having a mask on and off made Bruce have different sides. The bat suit was giving him power, strength and bravery. With it, Bruce has become more than a human. Everyone saw him as a freak while others found safety with his presence. For you, both Bruce and Batman was your lover. Even if Batman was just Bruce with a bat mask on, he literally became utterly different with his Batman persona.

As the night came to the scene, it was Batman’s time to show up. In daylight, you couldn’t reach Bruce because he was avoiding you for some time now to keep you safe. You respected his choice because his new playboy profile has become famous in whole Gotham city, even if it was a little. He didn’t want you to get recognize by his surrenders because there was a new treat for the city and he wanted keep you hidden and safe for a while, ‘till he discover who is this new treat. They could be someone from Bruce life as well as Bats.

So, when he showed up on the roof of a huge building, hidden from the city’s eyes, a smile already was placed on your now happy face. Whenever you were with Bruce and Bats, you always felt so safe. B was making you feel unique emotions with his presence, every single time.

“Hi,” He tried to look calm but after spending so much time with his two personas, you knew how he was happy too like you. You two didn’t meet for four days ‘till this night, so, you rushed to him, hugging your hands around his neck, placing your head to his strong shoulder. “It’s nice to see you too.” His voice was darker than normal. You wondered what he was thinking that moment.

To get some hints from his half covered face, dark colored eyes and body movement, you stepped two steps behind, now standing right in front of his huge and powerful body, “I thought you had business for this night too.” He was searching for some information from underground of the city, and you were just keeping his records safe and sound in his hidden place on the roof you both had created in order to helping each other. You were not a special person, but your intelligence and ability to solve codes were something that you could work on for him. B said how you didn’t have to do it again and again but you were stubborn. If he was going to fight with crime, you would too. He was not alone. He needed to know that he was not alone.

After sensing your sadness covered with lots of happiness now made him put a little teasing smile, as you could say, on his face, “I didn’t know you missed me this much.”

You rolled your eyes, leaving him there to sit on one of the technological desks he has. You put your one leg to another, hands resting on the table, “I am not the only one.”

His audible footsteps stopped right in front of you, ready to get between your legs. His closeness made you realize how you missed to have him. You body missed him as well as your soul. Knowing he missed you too, in both ways, excitement hit you. Whenever you were with B, you had felt a dangerous feeling on your abdomen. Other than love centered feelings, he was making you take some actions. Actions that seen as sins but given chills to your core.

Without saying anything, he found his place between your legs, touching your cheek with his gloved hand. Oh, how you missed to feel his skin but this was not available at the moment. So, you enjoyed what you had. Closing your eyes, you leaned to his touch. “Was it hard?” You asked, referring to his previous dangerous missions without you in the past four days.

He nodded, still looking unreadable. He was a little different today and you would find out what was wrong.

“It’s okay.” You touched his half exposed face, feeling both his skin and mask. “You have me now.”

“Yes, I have.”

After hearing his unstable voice, you realized how he needed your touches. It didn’t take you more than two seconds to connect your lips together. Warmth of your lips transferred to his cold ones, giving you both satisfactions.

The air turned from cold to hot in a second after having him between your arms again. As lips collapsed each other, bodies became closer to each other, wanting to feel more, having hard times to keep calm posture. However, thanks to Bats’ unreadable behavior right now, you wanted to find out what was bothering him. First, you should give him a clear mind, then you can give him all of you.

You left his lips, but kept closeness, “Tell me.” You said, “Tell me what’s wrong.”

His brows furrowed, looking irritated about leaving your lips and having this conversation right now. “Nothing’s wrong.”

He tried to leave you there but you held him in his place by closing your legs together, crashing his strong thighs. He was trying to escape. There was literally something bothering him.

“You can’t escape this time big boy.”

“It’s just –“ He hesitated for a second, “It’s Bruce.”

A confused expression appeared on your face, “What about him?” It was weird a little bit, referring Bruce as him while Bats was just Bruce’s himself.

“They are seeking for him. About money and statue.”

A sudden concern hit you. Rushing towards your technological equipments for searching names who wants to use Bruce, you asked, “Who are they?”

He didn’t respond. He stood still, not giving any emotion.

“You should leave. Be at home for the next week, ‘till I found them.”

“And hunt them? All alone?!” Poison of anger was spreading from your voice to Bats’ ears, making him look furious too. “You know I can’t let you go into the rabbit hole all alone, B.”

“This time is different.”

“No, it’s not!” Your hands placed on your hair, pulling it with a little force. Ready to cry because of concern and anger, you tried to sound clear, “I will not leave you. Never.”

Bats came to your side, “You don’t understand. I need you to be safe –“

“And I need to be on your side!”

The attraction between the two nervous and concerned bodies was visible even to an outside eye. Two pairs of determined eyes stared at each other for a long time before the bodies collided to each other. Although at the end of the day one would accept the other's word, what mattered now were the longing passionate feelings that anger brought with it.

As lips connected once again, a huge adrenaline exploded inside, making them act in a rush on the outside.

Batman’s strong arms hugged you from waist, caging your smaller body like you are what he needed more than anything. It’s was like there was poison in his system, and you were his cure. Indeed, you, your body and soul were his cure.

With a step forward, he made your body hit the table behind you. Without leaving your lips, he picked you up, placed your body on the surface of the table. After sitting down, your hands reached for his bat mask’s pointed ears. Holding them with your bare hands, you felt so powerful. The fucking Batman, who was spreading horror and terror for criminal in the whole Gotham city, was letting you touching him with the way you liked the most. He wasn’t complaining anything. He just took your every gesture, body movement and sound as open invitations for his further desires.

Having sex with Bruce and Bats was totally different and now, after spending past four days without your presence beside him which made him miss you so much, and feeling anger, the sex with Bats would be devastating but the most beautiful thing in the world. He was going to take revenge of the days he missed you, and for your previous stubborn behavior and you would just accept it with great lust.

After putting your delicate body on the table, he took his place between your thighs, wanting feel you fully. You knew even without his bat suit, this man was full of strength but it was a fact that with his suit on, you always felt a great passion which drives you crazy every fucking time.

“Bats are you su–“ You even couldn’t finish your sentence about having private moments on a roof which was normal for him as he nearly tore apart your top. He was like a wild animal that was gone for a hunt and came back to his beloved one to calm down his harsh nature, finding both passion and peace.

“It costed me a lot, you know –“ Your nonsense sentence which was a result of feeling a sudden shy cut by him again. He wasn’t thinking at all. He was doing what he wanted to do with you, or to you. You had no strength to make him think. Because of his movements, he was making you forget to think. He just gave you a chance to act according to your own desires. He wanted to see your burning side. Not the shy one, unlike Bruce’s want.

Second piece that ripped out from your body was the black skinny pants. His gloved hands didn’t stop ‘till you had no longer clothes on your body. Now, your exposed body was in front of his black colored eyes, looking like fire’s itself, traveling from top to toe without feeling shy. One of the things you liked about Bats was his shameless gazes. He took every part of your body like it was the most beautiful piece in the world made just for him.

“B –“

Between rapid breathing, you tried to get his attention to you, wanting to ask if he wanted to go more private place or not but he didn’t hear you. He just took your hardened nipple in his mouth, catching the other one with his other gloved hand, giving you a sudden warm feeling. His tongue on your nipple and hand made you soak. You could feel wetness coming from your core to thighs. Batman was right here with you and he was sucking your nipple hardly, making you jump with every tongue motion.

He chanced his mouth and hand’s places, now he was sucking other nipple, sending a joy to your core and making wetness increase its density. Slowly, his right hand traveled from your breast to abdomen, then finding its way to your core. You thought he was going to play with you a little, maybe preparing you slowly but he didn’t. He just removed his glove with a fast move and suddenly, his two fingers were inside you.

“Ah – “

“Shh –“ His deep voice penetrated into you, “Take it.”

He left no room for you to speak, to show how his rough finger moves were taking you to climax. Like a good girl, you took it.

And like a naughty, unreasonable girl, you said, “Not enough.”

Then, his dark colored and dangerous eyes looked at your face, trying to find a weak part to tear apart, making you feel sorry to say that. His eyes were speaking enough though, ‘How brave of you, don’t you think?’

Without saying something more with his eyes or mouth, his finger’s pace increased, going in and out rapidly, hitting your abdomen. He had no mercy. Not anymore. And here you were, crying because of both lust and pain. Regretting for your action wasn’t a choice anymore. You knew you couldn’t take back. He was going to tear you apart. Just now, you were his beloved one who he would find calmness and peace. Now, you were his prey. A prey which he must show his dominance on.

While his fingers kept their pace, his free hand found its way on your neck, holding it high enough to make you face him. Seeing his burning eyes, you reached the climax, ready to let it all go but you knew there was one thing to do, “Please.” You looked at his lips, then eyes again. “Let me.”

He tilted his head to left, “Let you what?” Lowering his head, he tightened his touch, not leaving your core at all. “I can’t understand you if you don’t say what you want clearly.”

Oh, it wasn’t time to play at all!

“Please!” You begged, “I need to –“ A shy feeling hit you again but your lust was far beyond from it. “I need to cum! Let me cum, Bats, please!”

A phantom smirk fled visibly on his lips for a moment, “Good girl.”

And this was all you need.

As your cum fell out from your core to his fingers which were staying inside even after your climax, new hunger hit you. Instead of his fingers, you wanted him. You wanted him to bury himself inside you. You wanted him to fuck you and with that new hunger, there was nothing to stop you from saying this aloud, making him bossy again.

“Fuck me.” There was no shame anymore. “Fuck me Bats. I need it. I need you.”

As fingers left your core, he looked at your pathetic body.

“No.” He said without hesitation, “I will do better than that.”

With his last words, he crouched down in front of you, taking one of your legs and putting it on his shoulder.

The moment you realized what he was going to do, his fingers again found their ways inside you, putting some juices you made back in. Because of sensitive skin, higher sensation of passion sent its jolt to every part of your body. Moans weren’t stopping, making roof so noisy. No sound from Bats and so much sound from you. He was hunter, you were a prey.

“Bats!”

You shouted his name as his tongue joined to his fingers, licking every juice you made now and then without thinking about your condition. If he just took a look at your face, he would just see a desperate woman who is wanted to be fucked by him but got something more, something that made her mind go beyond this world’s reality.

No one but expect you could taste the feeling of seeing Batman on his knees, eating your pussy like it is his last meat to get a delicious taste from. Yes, every time he fucked you, you felt wonderful but this, this was beyond. This was something else. Something gave you a superior feeling, making a fact hit your face; you were Batman’s one and only. The one he would give not the whole world but also his proud away.

As his tongue began to hit your delicate spots again and again, you screamed his name again, “Bats!” Breaths were no longer you concern. You felt paradise. “I –“ You couldn’t speak as his third finger joined to others, leaving no empty space.

“Ah –“

All you could do was moan in delight as all the burning sensations rushed through your body. Besides the wonderful pleasure of feeling him so close after so long, nor you or him could expect you to be able to do anything else rather than moaning because of his fingers’ and tongue’s deft moves. You found yourself in a stinging feeling, standing in front of the night and the moon that reflecting its light on your naked form and Bats’ suited one. With the shame and courage of being naked, he was soon to put out the fire that was boiling inside you, making you reach the second climax of the night. In your last moments, it had never occurred to you to make a sentence or ask his permission to cum. There was just a desire to touch his ears’ again.

With that desire, cold hands held his ears, rapid breaths were taken, and a last moan escaped from tired body, “Bats! –“

Throwing your head back to empty air, you reached your climax.

When the stars of the night find their way from the sky and fall right in front of your eyes, you were honored to have his tongue drink every drop of the cum, not wasting any of it. The man, who was called as a freak by others, was your fascinating beloved. He was the one who would make you like this, being naked in the hell of a night without questioning anything. He was the one who you would expose both your body and soul. He was the Batman. He was your lover.

“B.”

He cleaned his mouth, stood up, showed his huge posture like he wasn’t kneeling and eating your pussy just now.

You smiled, hugging him with your naked body you felt his suit fully but beyond that, you felt his fast beating heart. He was a human after all. He felt everything like you did.

The smile became bigger, “I am glad you are back.” You said, “I love you.”

A few minutes later, he hugged you back, “Yeah.” This was his way to say ‘I love you too’. Even if you wanted to hear it you even agreed to that.

“C’mon,” He said, finding your blanket which you would bring to roof for coldness of every other night. As he wrapped your body with the blanket, warmness felt inside too. “Let’s go home.”

You wanted to say that he was the home but you decided not to. Maybe another night, you thought as both of you made your way to his bat mobile, not saying a word but feeling wonderful.

After all, you were his and he was your beloved.

But it was time for Bruce Wayne to complete the night. Batman would wait his turn any other time.

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⎯ bad reputation [m]

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྾ pairing: bruce wayne x f!reader

྾ word count: 5.2k

྾྾ summary: when gotham’s millionaire invite you to his own house party, you know how it’s going to end. even if everyone knows his bad reputation, including you, with a one look, he takes you under his control and it’s even not the first time.

྾ ྾ ྾ explanation: requested by an anonymous by quoting from my post of “stories with song lyrics [a request post]”. request message: “My oh my with Bruce Wayne!” this story is one-shot and written by using lyric you can see below; my oh my from camila cabello. there was no specific gender about reader (female or male), so, I used ‘female’ pronouns. you can ask with male version of course. also, there was no specific bat version (bale, pattinson, comic or affleck), so, I chose pattinson’s bat version. So please don’t forget to mention these specific details in your requests for the next times. & thank you so much for your request dear anonymous! <3 I hope you and other readers will like this. <3

྾྾྾྾ warnings: [events takes place after the batman (2022) movie and selina is gone for a long time. not mention of her. also, this is my first time to write about bruce. i hope you will like it. and it was so long ago that I wrote explicit story, so, be aware and enjoy!] Mature content, rough oral sex and lots of kissing, a little blood mention, biting, licking, eating pussy, dom!bruce & sub!reader, use of pet/nicknames, dirty talk. may be force with you my precious readers! enjoy.

A little bit older. A black leather jacket. A bad reputation. Insatiable habits. He was onto me, one look and I couldn't breathe. Yeah, I said, “If you kiss me, I might let it happen.”

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Bruce Wayne was one of the reputed people of Gotham. He was a mysterious one. Everyone in higher class of the city was talking about him. He was making people curious about him even if they hardly saw him in real life. His donations, speeches and gossips have been running in television, streets and higher grounds. Even politicians were talking about him. Bruce Wayne holds a strong connections and money in his pockets. Therefore, politicians wanted him to support them in their some specific election. All of these had began to happen right after Bruce Wayne helped both public and government with his donations, supplies and assistances on the great flood that hit Gotham a few years ago. Current Mayor’s, Bella Reál, positive comments about him were one of the other reasons why he hit the high spot on the Gotham city.

That’s when nearly all women and men began to recognize him. His pictures were everywhere in the news. People were talking about him. People were liking him. Reporters wanted to talk, men who were interested in politic or rich wanted to discuss business, women wanted to have dates with him. Some men including. You knew this because you were one of the reporters that created Gotham city’s new and important events to the public. You were good at your job and they let you investigate Bruce Wayne file whatever you like, including questioning people who he had contact with, or simply wanting an interview from them. It was an easy task though because people really love to talk about their meetings with him to show off. However, your little and harmless, as you thought, got attention of Bruce Wayne after you published a short article with a title of ‘Bruce Wayne’s Bad Reputation Among Women’ thanks to your co-worker’s, Addy, advice. You held so many interviews with women who had moments with Wayne at that moment. They were talking about how he was an unattainable man. Even if they wanted to spend more time with him, he was just asking them to think it as one night or one day case, gently as possible. They didn’t seem angry or sad at all. They were happy to have some moments with him even if it was time-limited.

With curiosity, you shared this article to see more of these women. Your liking and curiosity about this mysterious man began to rise each day and it was a fact that you did not experience the surprise inside for a long time when you saw him on the street where your workplace is located, center of the Gotham city. It was far away from his house and it was clear that he came for talking with you.

So, when you came to your senses, you stepped towards him, eventually, standing beside him on the pavement. He was sitting on his motorcycle on the street, his helmet on his right hand and other one is resting motorcycle’s hand clutch, showing his hands’ veins in an attractive way. His one of the foot was resting on corner of the pavement you stand on while other one stayed on foot rest of vehicle. His black a little skinny pants that showed his built thighs, and black boots was completed with his black leather jacket. You assumed he wore a black t-shirt under his jacket as well. With his black colored vehicle, this man was nothing but black’s itself. He looked so dark and you began to understand why women and men loved him in their own way.

This was first time you saw his face in real life, right in front of you. He was both handsome and attractive man, making you want to look at it for a long time. His expression was unreadable though. You were good at reading people thanks to your job but this man was really mysterious even for you. So, instead assuming something about his arrival, you waited him to speak first.

“Y/n L/n, is it?”

After hearing his low tone voice, you felt your breath hitched for a moment. You nodded, “And you must be Bruce Wayne.”

He smirked a little, looking like it didn’t appear on his face at all before turning back to his normal looking face. “I must.”

People were walking pass by your presences, not giving any attention to you. You knew they wouldn’t even think that Bruce Wayne would come to your workplace and talk with you. They didn’t except him in streets, in daylight because he came alive at midnight, not stepping to sunrise that much as they say.

With curiosity and the surprise you still felt under your skin, you asked, “To what do I owe your arrival, Ms. Wayne?” With other men and women, you were so confident. So brave. However, now, you felt naïve and weak under his dark colored eyes. He was making you weak with his strong presence and aura and each second made you realize why all of these people were under his influence. This man knew his effects on people.

“I saw some of your articles about me and I couldn’t help but feel curios about you.”

You looked confused, “You were curious about me?”

He shrugged, “You can be curious about me but I can’t?” His question reply to yours made you smile.

“You are Bruce Wayne. Everyone is curios about you. It’s not surprising thing for me to be curios about you as well, especially when it’s my job to share Gotham city’s important figure’s news to the public.”

He thought about your reply by looking you from head to toe. Your heat was rising in your blood due to his piercing gazes on your body. For a moment, you looked over your outfit, a slit type black skirt far above your kneecap and a white tight shirt with black boots. Your hair was lying on your chest from reaching over your shoulders. A not so pricey necklace was visible from the gap where your shirt’s first two button-down opened your breasts slightly. His eyes caught your necklace for a moment. Then, he turned to your face again. You hoped pink in your cheeks were invisible to his eyes but he looked like he already knew his effect on you.

“You are assuming some knowledge about me with people who I had interacts with but everyone knows how people can turn information to completely different one.”

“And what’s your suggestion about this, Ms. Wayne?”

He picked a card from his jacket’s pocket, giving it to you. “Next Friday, at 9 pm. It will be my pleasure.”

Without saying one more thing, he wore his helmet and disappeared from your sight, leaving you with an invitation card to his house party. “Bruce Wayne’s House Party’s Special Invitation Card”. And you could clearly see a hand-writing under this sentence; his phone number.

And now, you were standing at the corner of his huge living room, people around you, glass that filled with one of your favorite drink on your hand. While you were sipping your drink, your eyes were more focused on old-fashioned and glamorous room than people's faces. You already knew who came and who didn’t thanks to your searches. For some people, you even asked Bruce individually. After taking his phone number, you waited for him to text but he didn’t. So, it was your time to start a conversation with him this time. You just asked some daily stuff for first two days, not wanting him to see you as new-seeker and business freak. Yes, your job was important for you but not more important than people’s personal lives and decisions. It was Bruce’s choice to give you information about him. You respected him. He was a powerful but a humble man. You began to know about him after speaking with him by correspondence and voice conversation. You both even had two little date like event in previous week. His friendly approach made you surprise because you really couldn’t understand his motives about meeting with you. You thought he would ask you about some figures of Gotham city but he didn’t. He even didn’t ask your job deeply. He simply wanted to have you as a friend.

However, you knew he was going to ask something from you. This was clear as day. He invited you to his house part in which lots of specific figures showed up. You wanted to discuss gossips with them but your inner voice told you to wait for Bruce. So, you listened them. He texted you to wait at left corner of the room for 15 minutes. Then, he would come and pick you.

You took a breath. Checking your phone’s screen, you saw it was already 25 minutes now. He had to do really important things out there, you thought. It was hard to stand there with a black dress that shows your back to bare eyes. Your boobs were hanging there like with one push, they would pump outside. And there was a slit on the left side of the dress, coming to your thighs’ level. There was a little place that covered, making some eyes looking at you with lustful eyes. You cursed Addy inside your head because he picked this one for you while saying, “You got an invitation from Bruce Fucking Wayne! So, you had to look stunning baby. You should give him vibe of ‘Yes, I wore this one for you but you had to give me something to be able to take it off’. That’s would work on him.”

You didn’t lie to yourself. You wanted him to take this dress off of you. You couldn’t deny your liking on him anymore, especially after meetings, texts and conversations you had together behind people’s eyes, privately. He was really gentle. Whenever you two met, he wanted you to pick place where you would feel comfortable. He knew how men in Gotham were unpredictable and women could get protective. He wanted you to feel safe around him and you felt safe indeed.

As you took one last gulp, an unknown man came to your side, looking to your body shamelessly like he was picking a doll from a store. With a disgust look on your face, you turned to him, “Pardon?” You were questioning his presence in an annoyed tone but he didn’t look he understood you at all. All he did was standing still with a smirk on his face, “I thought a company will take your boring state away.” He took a gulp from his drink. You wanted to be sharp but he was one of the Bruce’s guests, so, it was difficult to act sharp with him. You didn’t want to unpleased Bruce.

“Thank you for your concern but I am good the way I am.” You added, “Alone.”

“From what I see, you need a company sweetie.” Oh, he began to use nicknames like you were his close friend. Disturbing. “And I don’t see any other perfect company for you either.”

“Then, you should look behind.”

A sharp and low toned voice came to unknown man’s behind, catching both you and his attention. And there he was, Bruce Wayne, with his whole glory. He looked so powerful while looking untouchable, contrast the other man who is now looking a bit irritated and scared because of Bruce’s presence. You guessed he was an unwanted but required guest in here. Bruce took his place beside you, holding you from the waist, closing your body to his built one that visible even with his expensive suit. His scent made you feel dizzy once again. This wasn’t the first time he touched you but every time, he made your heart’s race go crazy.

Other man looked at his hand on your waist, then again your faces. Trying to display a smile, “What a pleasure to see your face Ms. Wayne.” He added, “Finally.”

Bruce didn’t look annoyed by his comment, instead, he nodded, “And thanks for coming Ms. Kline. Enjoy your drink.”

Without waiting for his answer, he took you from waist and began to walk towards the stairs on the left, away from other people’s eyes. You were surprised how he didn’t make anyone know his presence in the room. He was good at hiding his presence, you could him give that. With his ability’s advantage, he easily made to enter an empty room with you his side.

When you entered the room, he left your waist, making you sad for a second before you came to your senses. Acting like he wasn’t making you excited, you smiled, “You are really my savior.”

He looked tense with your statement. Then, he nodded, opening the little balcony of the room. Outside’s air hit your face, making you feel fresh and alive. Gotham’s nights always made you feel alive. Unlike daylight, dark lights’ of the nights was the only thing that cooled the hot blood running through your veins. Batman, who was very popular at the moment, was another reason for it though. He was making you feel safer, not like Bruce did though. You placed your empty glass on the small table in front of the fireplace in the bookcase that occupies half the room. There was just one couch beside table, looking directly at the fireplace. When Bruce sat down on the couch after picking a bottle of drink from a small fridge with two glasses, you stepped towards the balcony. Wanting him to follow you, you said, “A nice night, isn’t it?” Getting your gesture, he took his place beside you, resting his hands on the balcony’s rail like you did. You looked down with a shudder when the gentle breeze blew through your bun but messy hair towards your neck. Where you were standing was looking at the larger garden of the big house, which you can call as a mansion, leaving the front entrance just on your left. People were coming from time to time, leaving their expensive cars to different valets. You could see ladies and gentlemen stepping inside, wanting to meet with Bruce Wayne who is currently standing right beside you like it was not his own party.

You looked at him and he was already looking at you with an unreadable expression on his handsome face. You felt excited and nervous at the same time as the first time you saw him, “What?”

He shrugged, looking at the shining moon, “You really like the nights, right?”

You nodded, looking at the moon, “There's something about nights that cools me down for a long time. It makes me feel alive” You smiled, “Also, now we have someone who makes it safer.”

Bruce stayed silent for a certain moment. “Do you like him?”

His choice of words, not saying ‘Batman’ but ‘him’, made you confused but you thought that he just didn’t like him that much. “I don’t know if I like him because I never saw him in real life.” You shrugged , “But he makes me feel safer than before even if he sounds like a myth.”

Bruce’s heavy gazes met with yours, looking like he wants to tell something but he can’t. You didn’t say more. Looking his eyes were enough for you to forget about the world. Then, his right hand touched your cheek. If he gave you a kiss, you would give him everything, you knew it. And in that exact moment, before waiting any time for you to get used to his touch on your cheek, his lips met with yours gently, like he read your mind.

World seemed like a dream for you at that moment. When your lips moved melodiously with his cold ones without your control, your heart beats began to hit your chest like it was going to break free from inside to outside. It just took like 5 seconds of kissing but it was already the best kiss you had.

As he began to taking himself back from your lips, you connected them again without thinking twice. Need for feeling him this close to you was spreading inside your body system like venom. But you didn’t mind. You would welcome every poison and venom he gave you if they would make you feel this good. Thanks to your open invitation and sign of that you want this made him brave with his touches. His hand on your cheek began to caress it while other one held your waist and making your body collapse to each other with a strong pull.

Your chest hit his built ones and you knew he was feeling your breasts on his chest because of the thin fabric of the dress and not wearing any bra under it. Deepening the kiss, your nipples hardened, meeting with his chest with a painful feeling. You wanted more. You wanted him to touch you literally in everywhere.

Suddenly, he left your lips, looking directly at you with lust and passion inside his dark colored pupils. Your hands were resting on his wide shoulders when he talked, “I want you to make sure about this.”

He really looked like he want to break you but he was asking your permission before doing this. How he was so cute and gentle even if in this moment. You knew his bad reputation among women. He was clearly warning you about this. These women’s speeches began to run inside your head, making you both feel jealous and sad at the same time. You placed your head on his neck, taking deep breaths, closing your eyes, “I know this is going to be one night think, Bruce. But, I-“ You took a deep breath, “I don’t want it to be. So, we should stop before going further. I don’t want to ruin what we have.” You added, lowly, “Even if I want this so badly.”

A long silence welcomed you. You cursed yourself. He was one step ahead to make you feel the most precious woman in the world and you simply denied it. On the other hand, your logical side was telling you that you did the right thing.

Your loving and logical sides were in a internal fight when you felt his fingers under your chin, lifting your head to up, making you look directly at his shining eyes. He shook his head to left and right a little, caressing your chin with his long and thin fingers, he said, “You got me wrong, Y/n.” He looked at your lips, then, your eyes again. “I want you to make sure about this because once I will have you, I will always be.”

You eyes widened at what he was referring to; this wasn’t going to be one night thing for him unlike he had with other people. He was going to have you in every night and day.

A smiled appeared on your face, out-of-control, “Then, you should be the one who will make sure, Bruce.” You looked at his lips, “Because once I let you, I will want it always.”

As if that was the last thing to take away his control, his lips met with your once again but with a rough way. His hand in waist pushed you to your behind, making your back met with narrow the wall of the balcony. Now, you were right in front of the entrance of the mansion. If they looked carefully, they could easily see two people making out.

You wanted to go inside but Bruce didn’t give you any chance by capturing your body inside his huge and strong body. When he finally left your lips, you took breaths one after another, feeling like your lungs would faint if he kisses like this again but wanting it anyway. So, when he didn’t go for second kiss, you felt sad but this ended when he went for your neck, leaving kisses, licks and bites here and there. Your little moans hitched every time he bit your skin. Marks that he left would be visible tomorrow, you knew it.

Your hands began to work on his black suit’s black jacket while his right hand began to run on your skin from kneecap to your inner thighs, making you took breaths more because of feeling so hot and high due to his skin heater touches.

As he held your leg from your inner thigh to place it on his waist, you felt your core to twist in joy. With every new touch coming from him, need and lust became bigger to handle. He was taking really slow but you already wanted him inside you.

After removing his jacket, you opened his white shirt’s first three bottoms but his other free hand stopped yours. After seeing your confused and taken expression, he kissed your shoulder, “Not this time,” He sounded sad, “If you don’t mind.”

You just respected his choice, nodding, “How you comfortable with.”

Then, he continued to kiss you from your shoulders to your breasts. His hand never left your thigh, instead, his grip tightened. There would probably his hand’s mark tomorrow like those on your neck. He really wanted to claim you, you thought and his needy made you feel like you took a mind-blowing drug. He was your mind-blowing drug.

After kissing and licking exposed parts’ of your breaths, he kneeled in front of you, making your eyes widened in shock. Bruce Wayne was on his knees, in front of you, his head right beside your pussy. You could feel his hot breath on that part of your body. He then placed your exposed leg to his shoulder, looking directly at your eyes with such great lust inside them. Knowing what would come next, you held your breaths. Heart hitting on your chest, back and forth, sweats placing on your palms and nape, and dangerous hot feelings running from head to toe. It was so much for you too handle even without having him inside your core. Bruce Wayne was both your poison and antidote.

“Higher.”

His low voice sent another joy to your core. From his gesture to your drees, you understood what he was asking you; lifting your dress higher, to your abdomen, for leaving him enough space to taste you.

You followed his order, lifting it, and showing your black lace underwear to him. One moment you felt so shy, but when he began to kiss your inner thigh and continuing to your clothed pussy from there, you felt so wonderful. With a fast and sudden move, he removed your underwear, tossing it to inside. Cold air of the night hit your now exposed pussy and with a last look to your face, his tongue began to work on it, making you feel more lustful than before.

He was really good at making you feel high and good with his tongue movements on your clit. You didn’t want to think about his previous sex partners. It was making you sad and in this moment you just wanted to feel him, not thinking any other thing except him.

When he licked your clit deeper, you felt his tongue’s tip inside, making you moan higher. “Bruce –“ You couldn’t think straight, and people were keeping to come and with one look they could see you being eaten by Bruce Wayne while resting your back on the wall. You felt shy and excited about whole situation in which people could see you but wouldn’t eventually. But the chances were enough to make your core twitch.

You closed your eyes to feel more, and when you did, his presence became heavier and more burning for you to handle. He was eating you like you were his last meal for his whole life, like you were the most delicious thing he could taste of.

When his perfect movements on your clit continued, you felt something familiar inside your abdomen, coming from there to your core. Climax weren’t so far, it was clear both for you and Bruce thanks to your rising moans.

With a last and the deepest tongue licking, your climax came and juices began to fall to your thighs. Bruce’s tongue stayed where it is, licking your juices, swallowing it, making you feel dizzy at the sight. He even licked those that poured to your thighs, then, leaving little kisses to there.

As he finished his job under there, he stood up, licking the last juices of your climax on his lips. This sight only could make you cum again.

But, he had other intentions with you as you got from his expressions, “I really want to see you naked,” He said, closing gap between your bodies, “But I don’t want to waste this dress, looking so good on you after you wore it for me.”

You tried to look somewhere else by feeling shy at his statement. Unlike you, he was good at reading you, so, you didn’t waste your time to deny it. Instead, you smirked in a teasing way, “Don’t act like you just want to fuck me though it.”

He shook his head, “No, I am not denying it beauty,” He kissed your lips, “I want to fuck you through it, and I will.”

He both hit your body with his words and clothed cock. When you felt his hard and clothed cock on your abdomen, your greedy and needy expression placed on your face once again. His little and low chuckle filled your ears after your sudden moan because of feeling him so close, “How needy for me.”

He unbuckled his belt and opened his zipper, then, he lowered his pants to his thighs, leaving his now exposed thick and large cock in sight. Even if he didn’t fully take his pants, his built thighs were visible to your eyes, wondering how it would feel to ride on them. How you became a naughty one thanks to him.

Not thinking about any other thing, your hands grabbed his cock. With a little squeezer, his little moan became more audible for you. Proud smile on your face while your was working on his cock made him sent dangerous gazes towards you. Then, he took your hand, making it leave his cock which was to your disappointment because you wanted him to feel good. “Don’t worry,” His mouth were beside your ear, sound running from it to inside, “You will have other times to please me with your hands and mouth, beauty.” The way using words in such a penetrating way was one of his ultimate abilities. “Now, it’s time to make you feel good.”

You quickly wrapped your legs around his waist as he lifted you up by the waist. Now he positioned himself after a heartwarming glance at your perfectly clear pussy. As your eyes met, his cock entered your core, making you shake on your place and moan at highest volume. He was too big for you to handle. He knew it, so, he waited without moving inside you for you to adjust his length. His kisses on your face, neck and breasts didn’t stop until you spoke, “Please, move.”

His pace was slow at first. He was so gentle with you. But you wanted more. You wanted to feel him in everywhere. So, you held his hair a little bit harshly, to make him look at you. “Don’t be gentle, Bruce.” You kissed his lips. Pressing your head with his, you said, “I want to feel all of you. Please, make me feel so good that I can think nothing else except you.”

He looked surprised at your request first but then he came to his senses, the most dangerous smirk placed in his face, “As you wish, my love.”

Both the nickname he gave you, and hit coming from his cock was the last clear things you remember before totally going crazy because of his deep and fast hits. He was holding you by your thighs, your back was resting on the wall and his cock met with your core with a non-stop pace. He was fucking you like so strong and deep that you believed he had unhuman power over your body. He wasn’t stopping, he was just fucking you and he imprisoned your body between his strong one and wall behind you. With each strong trust, your back hit wall, his hair became messy like yours and you knew your dress already became a disaster.

He was man of his word.

“Bruce –“ You tried to say among your moans, “It’s too much – !” Your eyes closed for a moment before looking at his concentrated face, “I – I can’t handle –“

You couldn’t finish your sentence when you felt a familiar on your abdomen once again.

He looked at you with an unmerciful way, “You were the one who was asking beauty.” He kissed your forehead, “Don’t take your words and take it all.”

Then, he began to his previous fast pace. That was when you heard an approaching steps to where you to were making love.

“We should stop, they can hear us –“

But Bruce didn’t stop, he didn’t skip a moment while fucking your brain out, “Then let them hear you.” He looked at the door, then, turned to you. “Let them hear how good I am fucking your brain out.”

His pace now were faster and deeper too much that you couldn’t think he could go this far, this strong.

Your each moan became more audible with his each trust. You could no longer hear the world around you. It was just him and you, and your bodies together.

“I am close.” You informed him.

“Then, cum.” He kissed you toughly enough to make your lips bleed a little. “Cum on my cock. ”With your one last high-pitched moan, you cum on his cock, buried in you. You closed your eyes, head resting on his shoulder. He kept his trust for some more time and then, he filled you with his own cum. Both of your cum were falling from your core to thighs, giving you sign of that the whole thing was not a dream. He was real and he was holding you still.

His left hand held your ass while other one held you by waist after he slowly took his cock off of you. You were hugging and you wondered how he fucked you so good while holding your body for entire time and how he still had power to hold it still.

He put a kiss on your forehead again, making you feel loved by him. “I should tell Alfred end the party and want guests to leave.” He went inside, leaving your weak body on couch. “Wait for me in here. It will not take long. When I came back, we will take a shower and sleep. Okay?” You nodded, and one last kiss on your lips, he left the room and before leaving he gave you a clean towel for cleaning yourself.

This was the best sex you had in your entire life. And you knew it would continue each day.

He fucked you so good and at the same time, he loved you.

As you began to clean yourself, door behind you opened again, and Bruce’s now pink colored face came into view. He looked at the room, then at you, then at room again. “And the night was wonderful. Thank you. You –“ He looked at you again, “You were amazing.”

Then, without waiting for an answer, he left the room. You chuckle at yourself. He fucked you so hard back there and after one moment, he became the cutest person you have met. This man will going to death of you.

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