Bruce Wayne
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Bruce lets out a quiet gasp as you pull him off the bed, his muscles still trembling slightly. But he goes willingly, his movements almost obedient as he drops to his knees in front of you.
With the way he's positioned now—on his knees in front of you, looking up at you like that? He's utterly at your mercy, and he knows it. He's just waiting on you to move now, his eyes wide and hungry as he stares up at you from below.