daemon au

[stands_for_hope]

So... daemons. Animal of a different gender from yours = your soul. Tag one of the characters on here with a starter, post your own with or without a request for one of mine or play here as you like.

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[frightening]

Mesmerizing. Bruce feels his cheeks heat up again slightly and wrestles internally with that kneejerk reaction-- he'll need to work on it. He's had such an impeccable handle on things like that and now Clark's throwing him off his game with one evening. And morning. And one confession-- alright, so it's not such a little thing, but still. Batman shouldn't be blushing.

"If I didn't have to go out tonight I'd never let you out of my bedroom."

For.. the record.

[stands_for_hope]

"Then I guess I'll look forward to getting in there sometime," and that kiss is soft and sweet, somewhat contrary to the slight tease in the words.

[frightening]

Bruce twists enough to be able to place a kiss on the underside of Clark's jaw, turning to nuzzle into his throat. He lets out a breath, settling his eager nerves. He feels like-- there's just not enough time, right now, if they get going, he doesn't want to stop. And Dick's going to come home from school, and he has things for the company, and then out tonight.

Sometime. Hopefully soon. If they don't run out of patience before then.

[stands_for_hope]

He nods as if it was said out loud. Sometime. And he'd be ready for that sometime. He would. That sometime would come. Clark had full faith.

He lets his fingers slip between Bruce's and give a little squeeze.

This is not just for today.