[ It shouldn't turn Bruce on so much, but it does. It's something dark that lives inside of him, that he's so far been able to put away from himself. But it claws itself free when Tim admits he likes to be manhandled. It claws itself free and drags those dark thoughts to the fore – he's thought about what Tim would look like pinned underneath him. Or kneeling in front of him, arms pinned against his back while Bruce fucked him into the mattress until he couldn't walk the next day.
He didn't direct his violence at Tim, but he could and it should disturb him how easily he could do it. But it doesn't. It just cranks up the heat of Bruce's desire until it feels like he's going to combust. The warmth of Tim's mouth and all of that pleasure builds up in him and it makes him buck his hips.
He can feel his orgasm building while Tim chokes on his cock and when it hits him, it hits him hard, like a punch to the gut. He digs his fingers into Tim's shoulder, pressing bruises there. ]
You.
[ Bruce doesn't have the breath to finish that thought, his chest heaving while he rides that high for as long as he can. It's only a moment or two though before he's willing himself back down to earth. ]
Sorry this took so long. If it's been too long, feel free to ignore!
He didn't direct his violence at Tim, but he could and it should disturb him how easily he could do it. But it doesn't. It just cranks up the heat of Bruce's desire until it feels like he's going to combust. The warmth of Tim's mouth and all of that pleasure builds up in him and it makes him buck his hips.
He can feel his orgasm building while Tim chokes on his cock and when it hits him, it hits him hard, like a punch to the gut. He digs his fingers into Tim's shoulder, pressing bruises there. ]
You.
[ Bruce doesn't have the breath to finish that thought, his chest heaving while he rides that high for as long as he can. It's only a moment or two though before he's willing himself back down to earth. ]
I'm not finished with you.