Bruce teaching Jon the best way to fuck Damian … of course he needs to be there for it .. to make sure dami is safe of course …!
Also also also Clark talking Jon through sex as a super.. it’s his job as Jon’s father to explain all these neat tricks (XRAY DURING SEXXXXXX) and how to use his strength and speed safely .. maybe Clark should fuck Damian first just to make sure he’s ready ..
Well then Bruce has to be there when Clark fucks Damian too, to make sure he doesn't hurt Damian. No other reason. And Jon's there because he's learning the best ways to do it. And while they're all there, well, might as well let Jon go right after. It saves time, honestly. They all have such busy schedules, you know? And Damian keeps looking towards Bruce to make sure this is all really okay, so if he accidentally moans his name when Jon's testing out the super speed, it's not even a big deal. Really. Bruce isn't hard about it at all. He's definitely not going to climb into the bed and finger all the come out of him when Jon and Clark are done, telling him how good he did. Nope.
you're SO GOOD AT WRITING. uhhhhh 😊 the finishing touch Kon forcing Match admit to all the objects he's shoved up his slutty hole and to tell him just how good it felt to be filled . Kon calls him a gross freak and shoves his cock down Match's throat and maybe 🤞 let's Match hump his leg. Or at least he thinks about it, but he's more curious to see if his baby bro can come just from sucking cock
content notes: clonecest, Supercest, D/s vibes, unnegotiated kink, degradation kink, consensual-but-unnegotiated dubcon of the “no means yes” variety, overstimulation, and I dunno how to tag for “low-key bullying” as a kink but basically this is “experienced partner deliberately overwhelming/picking on unexperienced partner”.
(( chrono || non-chrono ))
"I'm sorry, sorry, sorry, I'm SORRY!" Match sobs. For obvious reasons, Kon just fucks him harder. "Ah, ah, AH—m'sorrym'sorrym'SORRY, s'too much, please, s'too MUCH!"
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Kon snorts, rolling his eyes, then plants a hand between the other's shoulder blades and rolls his hips in deep. Match rips the mattress again, because he's straight-up pathetic and can't handle his shit for even five fucking minutes, the goddamn loser. "Fuck, you're a good cocksleeve. Way better than you are a dildo. C'mon, c'mon, tell big brother how taking our dick for the first time feels. Tell him how bad you're about to embarrass yourself on it."
"I—I—" Match stammers past cracked, desperate sobs, clawing at the mattress a couple times as he tries to dig his knees into it enough to push back against him and then fists his hands in the sheets again on a harsher sob.
The useless prude's TTK is gripping him almost as tight as his hole is.
"Y'like it, right, baby bro?" Kon croons mockingly, making a point of stroking down the other's spine with his fingertips. Match's TTK—and hole—both clench, and Kon sniggers meanly at him. "Aw, I knew you'd like it. Feels good being a nice tight hole for big brother, yeah? Feels good not having to do anything but feel good?"
Match whines.
"Yeah, that's right," Kon says, and grins meanly again, fisting his hand tighter in his hair. "At least you're better at taking it than you are at giving it, though it'd be pretty fucking hard to find a way to be worse. I'm gonna enjoy gettin' to go all-out on your invulnerable ass."
"You—you—" Match stammers again, and Kon thrusts hard, and Match yelps.
"Don't bitch when I'm already being way fucking nicer than you earned, moonbeam," Kon retorts, patronizing and smug and dragging the other's head back to pull his face out of the mattress. "Doesn't matter if you can't keep up for shit like this, yeah? You can blow your load as early as you want, and big brother'll just fuck you 'til he's satisfied either way."
Then he actually thrusts hard—harder than any just-human hole could ever take—and Match actually fucking yelps, the total fucking lame-ass, and scrabbles senselessly at the sheets as he bucks up underneath him. Kon laughs at him again.
"Too much," Match gasps like he's not still trying to buck up under him, "too much too much too much, S-Superboy, fuck, it's TOO MUCH!"
"Oh my god, shut up, you're fine, you fucking moron," Kon snorts derisively, rolling his eyes again. "Just be a good hole and keep your TTK up for me. You'll just get sensitive, won't get sore. C'mon, baby boy, trust your big brother. You know I'm the one who actually knows what I'm doing here."
"I can't, I can't," Match begs, and Kon just thrusts faster. "I can't—can't CONCENTRATE, fuck, fuck, FUCK, you fucking—FUCK!"
"Then you better figure out how quick, moonbeam," Kon coos down at him.
Okay I’ve actually been thinking about this for a while now. I know it’s slightly away from the route the fic is going down rn but how does Bruce Wayne feel/ react when he finds out about superman x supergirl!reader. Really and truly, he probably already knows but since Ma and pa Kent were lowk chill abt it, as well as those fans who caught them getting freaky and lex, maybe Bruce wouldn’t be that against? Orrrrrr maybe (bear with me 😝😝😝) he pulls a lex luthor and ‘asks’ to join in. No but seriously, I’ve been imagining some sort of argument that superman and batman get into abt morals n shit n Batman jst dropping a quick ‘oh you wanna talk about morals’ 😟 Ops? Snippets?
Bruce finds out
CLARK KENT x SUPERGIRL!READER
NO RETURN | CLARK'S INTRUSIVE THOTS
NEXT: BRUCE HAS AN IDEA
Oh, man. Bruce would love this. I can definitely see him milking it, even before he confronts Clark.
Superman and you were outsized in a fight. Bruce sent stealth bat drones, but when they arrived, you'd already won. By then, you and Superman were checking up on each other.
In the Bat Cave, Bruce was watching a live feed from a drone, and the two of you hugged. Awww.
Then, Clark grabbed your ass wth both hands. Hmm.
And you wrapped your legs around him and shared a deep, steamy kiss. Oh.
Bruce made plans to catch up with his old pal. As they ate dinner, Bruce got on the topic of how he’d really like to meet a woman he could relate to. Someone he could share his secret identity with. Someone who could understand the weight power. “You know, I always thought your cousin was pretty cool… what would you think if I asked her out?”
Clark's jaw clenched. He failed to blink for a few seconds. “My cousin, Supergirl?”
Bruce joked, “Do you have another smoking hot cousin I’m unaware of?”
Clark’s nostrils flared, and his heart raced. His biceps twitched with the need to smash something.
“I could take her for a ride sometime, see where things go. If you’re cool with it, of course.” Bruce squinted at him.
Clark became uncharacteristically mean and crude. “You think Supergirl wants to go for a ride in the Batmobile? Supergirl’s gonna drop her panties for a sports car?”
“Good point,” Bruce conceded. “Maybe not a ride, but I bet she’d like to drive it.”
“Not happening,” Clark snapped with a forehead vein rising under his loose curls. His intrusive thots were flooding back to him. It was too vivid, too real.
“Well, who else is better for her?” Bruce asked, then his eyes became wistful. “Man… she’d look so good in black…”
Clark’s eyes glowed red for a split second behind his glasses as his hand flew across the table to grab his friend by the throat.
Bruce raised his hands in surrender, suppressing a smirk.
Clark looked around and composed himself.
Bruce tugged at his collar. “Damn,” he leaned in and lowered his voice. “So it’s true.”
Clark acted like he didn't know what Bruce was talking about.
“Good for you,” Bruce looked him up and down, then dropped the subject for the night.
———-
One day soon, Bruce was trying to get Clark on board with a plan to blow up some criminals, and Clark wasn’t having it. “It’s about right and wrong,” the man of steel insisted.
“Just when I thought you’d grown up,” Bruce ranted. “Right and wrong, right and wrong. . . You ever think about right and wrong during sex?”
“What?” Clark squints. “What the heck are you talking about?"
“Ever think about right and wrong when you’re balls deep in your little cousin?” Bruce taunted.
Clark’s eyes doubled in size, and he pointed an indignant finger at his friend as the words flew out of his mouth: "You know darn well she's older than me!" Catching himself, he tried to recover, "And, and I dunno what you're talking about. . .but it sounds like whatever you're getting at would be something between consenting adults. . ."
pondering parallels between dicktim and konclark. something about the look, look! i made myself in your image because i love you so much. do you like it? you're my hero by the way. you're everything i've always wanted to be. i'll never live up to it. to you. wearing your symbol is the greatest honour of my life; i'll die wearing it. and die happy, if i knew i did you proud. did i do you proud? that's what i made myself for.
DamiJon with Kon listening in and hating himself for it
Supers are the biggest fucking voyeurs.
Kon might feel bad about listening in, but I PROMISE he's not the only one.
It's fine, Clark's just making sure they have safe sex. It's important.
This brings up the funny image of Kon jacking himself off listening to them, and being filled with shame about it, and Clark doesn't know who to listen to.
i’m eternally upset they never fully explored this…
Action Comics #252 1959 okay having her chose L.L initials like his love interests and have him point it out this is a little strange but not to incestuous? and then we have…
Action Comics, #289 1962 straight up says he’d marry her if it wasn’t illegal and he’s clearly put research into it.
I like to think that Lex gave Kon a cunt because he wanted to breed him. like he can't have the Superman so instead he'll settle for fucking their child clone because Kon is his on a whole new level
Clark is still his main obsession but I think Kon is a close runner up
Oh yeah, absolutely. If he could swing it he'd get Clark to help him knock Kon up. Family bonding, or whatever
