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Tags: face fucking, dick,,, stepping, spit, force fem, pet names, dom! bruce and sub! edward
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NSFW under the cut. 18+
Edward kneeled on the floor in front of Bruce. His face was bright red, only getting redder as the silence drew out. Eddie's whole body shook. He should have been humiliated, but he was just hard.
"You look so pretty..." Bruce murmured, grabbing his lover's chin and forcing him to make eye contact. The billionaire chuckled softly as he studied Eddie's face. His glasses had fogged up, and the makeup Selina put on him was streaking down his face along with hot tears of shame.
The man below Bruce squeezed his thighs together. His dick barely fit inside the lacey panties Bruce had put him in. His chest heaved against the matching bralette.
"Please-" He groaned out, shuffling forward to straddle Bruce's boot. He didn't dare move, only looking up at Bruce with a pitiful expression. "I need it so bad just- Please-" His voice was quiet and airy. He gasped as he felt Bruce lightly press on his painfully hard dick with his foot.
"Please, what?" Bruce said coldly, smiling down at Edward. Edward took in a trembling breath, letting out a high-pitched keen.
"Please... sir. Please touch me." He whispered, averting his eyes in shame.
Bruce sighed, gently petting Edward's hair, wet with sweat. He began to move his foot agonizingly slow. The small sparks of pleasure that coursed through Eddie's body caused him to gasp and keel over. All the older man could do was take sharp breaths in a feeble attempt to maintain his composure.
"Such a good boy." Bruce cooed, pressing down harder. "Imagine what all your followers would think. Their leader dressed up like a girl getting stepped on by a billionaire." He let out a soft sigh, bending to look Edward in the eyes.
The dark-haired man roughly grabbed Edward's face, forcing his jaw open. Edward let his tongue fall out, looking up at Bruce. Bruce spit in Eddie's open mouth, forcing his jaw closed. He kept it held closed until Edward swallowed, still maintaining eye contact.
Without a word, Bruce sat down in his chair and slid off his boxers. He watched Edward crawl over to him, kneeling between his legs. The man was practically drooling, a fucked out expression on his face. Bruce made a mental note to get his camera the next time he had his lover like this.
Taking in a breath, Edward started to lick the tip of Bruce's dick gently. He mewled softly at the taste he'd become so addicted to. Bruce groaned, tangling his hand into Edward's hair and leaning his head back. The reaction gave Eddie a rush of confidence. Without breaking eye contact, he took as much of Bruce down his throat as he could without choking.
Bruce let out another low groan, tightening his grip on Eddie's hair. He took in gentle breaths, basking in the feeling of pleasure and power.
"Good puppy..." He murmured, stroking the man's hair gently before forcing his head down. Bruce held him there for a moment before pulling him off and looking at his face. Edward's hair was a mess, his mascara was running down his face, and his lip gloss was smeared around his lips.
"You look like a cheap whore." Bruce spat, smiling sweetly at his lover before shoving his cock back into Edward's throat.
Using Edward's soft hair as a grip, Bruce started to roughly fuck his face. He felt Edward moaning under him as he abused his mouth. The vibrations making his head spin. Edward had tears running down his face. Bruce wasn't worried. He knew his lover would use the safe word. The truth is, Edward loved being treated like this. Especially from his hero. The rough treatment was what he craved. He ate up every harsh word and torturous action.
Bruce peaked down at Edward. His eyes cold blue eyes met Edward's warm brown eyes. Eddie looked pathetic. His eyes were clouded over from lust, and his cheeks, ears, and shoulders were all flushed a pretty pink color. Bruce roughly pulled Edward off his dick, using one hand to hold his face still and the other to fuck into his fist.
With one last groan, Bruce came hard on Eddie's face. He looked down at his lover, smiling at him as he took in his face. Edward had cum on his glasses and in his mouth.
"You okay?" Bruce asked gently. Edward nodded, resting his head on Bruce's knee. The younger man gently stroked Edward's hair, whispering words of praise into the air around them.
