There Is No Cure For Us (Teaser)
SMALL TEASER BC YALL HAVE BEEN SO PATIENT WITH ME!!
bruce banner x clark kent | nsfw, smut, oral, taser play, bdsm, sub!clark, dom!bruce, uhh idk they freak asl tho
“Bruce,” Clark whined out, making a desperate attempt to not squirm on the examination table. Sweat dripping down his back, eyebrows furrowed in concentration. His hips bucked up, chasing the friction.
“Hold on, baby,” Bruce mumbled, running a hand down Clark’s side. “I’m almost done.” A shiver rolls through Clark, neck craning, as Bruce dials up the red sun radiator.
“Good boy.” Bruce praises, rechecking the monitors, and readjusting the leads stuck all over the younger man's muscled torso.
Under the radiation, Clark was vulnerable. Brunette hair tousled, cheeks reddened, breath shuddering. His blue eyes wavered with exhaustion, chewing on his bottom lip.
"Ready?" Bruce asked, making eye contact with Clark. A groan rippled from his broad chest, Clark nodding frantically.
The taser in Bruce's hand crackled to life. Clark jumped in anticipation.
"Please," Clark said breathlessly, wrist tugging at the metal handcuffs.
Bruce shoved his bucking hips down with one hand, thumb rubbing in comforting circles. The taser buzzed sharply in the air, static waves, and bright blue currents.
Clark gulped as Bruce brought the taser tauntingly closer, pausing an inch away from his pulsing cock. Precum leaking onto his hardened abs, breath becoming erratic.
When the taser finally lands on his cock, Clark yelps, tears immediately pooling in his eyes. His fists squeeze, wrist yanking up again at the restraints. His legs, strapped to the table by thick belts, attempt to kick out.
The crackle of electricity shoots through his spine, a high-pitched whine forcing its way out. His cock pulses more precum, eyes squeezing shut.
Bruce moves the taser up to the pink leaking head, forcing another moan to rip from Clark's chest.
"Look at me, baby." Bruce mumbles, free hand rubbing Clark's thigh.
Clark pries open his eyes, vision blurry from the tears. Bruce brings his head down, tongue sticking out as he licks up Clark's shaft. Clark cries out, body jerking.
Bruce hums out a laugh, the buzz tickling his tongue. He sucks on the tip, moving the taser towards Clark's balls.
"Bru- Please." Clark trembles.
"Please what?" Bruce smirks, rough hand wrapping around the current filled cock.
"Please let me cum." Clark throws his head back against the metal exam table.
"Cum for me, baby." Bruce groans, dipping his hot mouth back down onto Clark's cock. Taser dragging up and down, Clark bucks into his mouth. Shouting as hot cum spurts into the doctor's mouth.