It’s not on purpose, but absolute!bruce fucks you like he’s breeding you.
He’s not, god forbid, not in his Gotham - but his cock is too damn big for it to feel like he’s doing anything anything else. He’s 400lbs, near 6’9, full of double the amount of sperm as any other man you’ve been with, AND his dick’s big as a rail………..even if you can take it, that’s about all you can do.
(You’re lucky he’s so patient, half the time spent with his face between your legs just to open you up enough to get his tip in, the other half just waiting for you to adjust once he finally does. He gets it, he really does.)
But that’s why he’s gotta hoist your hips up into mating press just to get it feeling right — if he’s not in all the way, there’s chafing, or he’s sliding out, or there’s too much of a. Gap between your bodies which neither of you can stand (Bruce especially. He never half-asses anything).
Or why he’s gotta put you in prone from doggy and press your chest into the sheets just to get you to stop shaking. Spends his time massaging your ass cheeks, sinking into you nice and slow and deep until you’re feeling like a shaken can of coke, and can feel literally him every time you inhale. Bruce leaves his mark on your guts from the second he leaves until the following Tuesday. It’s so bad.
(And god forbid you’re ovulating — got your pussy pulsing at just the thought of him. Good lord!)













