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the h in nhl stands for homoerotic
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latenightsundayblues · 6 months
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Just remembered that one picture of Leigh standing next to Cary lmfao
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Adam wants to get down for the sake of his dignity, and totally not because being hoisted up kinda freaks him out a little
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itsryanguys · 2 months
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It's the late evening risky post, it's censored so hopefully it's fine 👀
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sunglassesmish · 2 months
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bloody and scruffy 👀
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no-mercy-bby · 10 months
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Stay
Inspired by @eyeheartboobiez Sugar Daddy!Bruce Wayne Headcanons cause I really enjoyed them😌
Summary: Your sugar daddy, Bruce Wayne, asks you to stay the night and then a bit more. How could you possibly resist his allure.
(Fluff, smut if you imagine it, angst, possessive!Bruce as in he most definitely wants to marry you, I imagined it as Bale!Bruce but pick your poison)
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"You want me to what?" You ask humorously, but not unkindly, as you lean in towards the mirror over the ornate shiny console table. Carefully, you pull your earrings from where they had tangled in your hair. Then you try to wipe the smudges of lipstick off from the skin around your lips where your makeout had grown... messy.
"I'd like you to stay the night," Bruce says smoothly behind you from the armchair in the sitting room, "If you'd like to, of course."
"Well," You start with a smile, your long silk evening gown moving with you as you turn around to face him," What would I get?"
"Anything you'd like, pretty." He replies simply with an easy sly smile playing on his lips. Like it was just so easy for him, as simple as rich people having different rooms for sitting and living, yet were essentially the same. Oh, and if you didn't have a library in your mansion, how appalling! But Bruce was rather charming, which only sweeter his offer even more.
"A pony?" You tease childishly because you could. Especially after one of these elaborate events, listening to all the trivial little things rich people thought was important, you really couldn't help yourself.
"A whole sable full, sweetheart." Bruce promises with a soft chuckle, leaning forward and gesturing for you to come closer.
"I wouldn't mind staying the night, Bruce." You reply sweetly with a smile you couldn't help as you walk closer. His strong hands hold your hips as you lean down towards him, his little smile twisting to a smirk.
Bruce leans up and kisses you, his lips still tasting of sweet champagne despite only nursing the same glass all night. Not to mention, you could taste your lipstick that had rubbed off on his lips. You hum a little at the pressure he was kissing with. It wasn't overbearing but rather insistent. You brace your hands against his sturdy shoulders and break the suction of your mouth from his.
"Bruce, not here-" You start hesitantly, trying to pull your face away more, only for one of Bruce's strong hands to pull you in by holding the back of your neck. You turn your face away, and he starts pecking little kisses all over your cheek, causing you to start giggling.
"Why not here, hm?" Bruce grumbles like a spoiled child and tugs you even closer by his other hand still on your hip. His chin dips down, and he starts kissing at your neck. Bruce's 5 o'clock shadow of scruff scrapes and brushes along, making you gasp a little.
"Because we almost got caught last time in this exact sitting room."
"Alfred is asleep."
"That's exactly what you said last time!"
Bruce chuckles heartily now and drops his forehead to your collarbone as you are practically hovering over his lap. With a knee between his thighs and perched on the edge of the cushion, you shift your weight onto him by boldly straddling his lap.
Now at the same eye level, Bruce nudges his nose lightly against yours as he looks into your eyes.
"I'm sorry, princess, why don't you let me make it up to you? Oh, and you know what," His eyes twinkle with mischief as they glance at your lips," I'll show you the new jacuzzi tub."
"Oh really, Mr. Wayne?" You raise your eyebrows at him and smile cheekily, offhandedly saying," I might never leave now."
Bruce grins bright then, surging forward and kissing you deeply as his muscular arms wrap around you.
~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~
Snuggled up against his solid warm chest with silky dark grey sheets embracing you both, you sigh tiredly. His chin is nestled against the crown of your head as his calloused fingers lightly stroke down the side of your body. It was honestly so soothing and relaxing. His touch, his warmth, and especially his smile.
Bruce rarely smiled in public even with you on his arm. It felt good to see under the mask he provided to the public of Gotham. That he wasn't only a shallow millionaire with a silver spoon-
"-I want you to live here." Bruce states aloud, his bare chest rumbling under your ear.
"...you want me to live here? With you?" You ask in confusion, propping yourself onto your elbow to meet his eyes. Bruce nods sincerely, as his hand now strokes along the length of your back, stopping at the small of your back.
"Why?" You now ask him softer because surely he had a good reason.
"So I can protect you, baby."
"Are you saying I can't protect myself??"
"No, that's not what I'm saying."
"Then what are you saying?"
"I... I really enjoy having you around, and I want to see you every day."
"You really mean that?"
"Yes, sweetheart, you know I do." Bruce reassures you tenderly, and the sweet puppy dog look within his eyes makes you want you cry.
You kiss him, pecking his lips sweetly as your nails scritch his scruff fondly.
"I want to come home to you," Bruce murmurs against your lips, and that was the icing of the cake.
"I'd really love to move in with you, Bruce." You admit, a breath away from his lips now.
"It's settled then, baby." Bruce smiles softly at you before now kissing you soundly. You smile too as you kiss back, and his legs tangle with yours.
You fall asleep on his chest with his arms embracing you. Lulled to sleep by the intimate and cozy feeling of his warm skin to yours... it felt so nice, really nice. You could easily get used to this.
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zu-is-here · 11 months
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broadwaymeows · 5 months
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rendevok · 1 year
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twitter fluff requests! 💞
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littlekingfox · 28 days
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Anyone want to play some games?
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andy-clutterbuck · 2 months
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