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    "There was no kryptonite," Clark huffs. "I just want you... wanna be good for you."

    Clark hears how Bruce's breath hitches, catching in his throat. It only spurs Clark on.

    "I'll do anything for you," Clark swears. "I won't cum without permission. I just want you to feel good—need you to feel good. Please let me touch you, B. Anywhere, everywhere… just for a little bit. I don't even need to cum, I don't. I can just be a toy for you to use, 'til you're done, and—"

    Bruce's hand against his lips silences him instantly. He's trembling a bit, eyes wide and shaky as he regards Clark fully in the low light of his bedroom.

    He's never seen Bruce blush before. It's beautiful.

    "Please?" Clark tries again. He doesn't mind begging.

    "Fuck," Bruce swears, breathless. It looks like Bruce seems to like it, anyway.

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    Clark hasn't been able to cum for six hours, and he gets it in his mind that Bruce is the only one that can help him. For all intents and purposes, he's right!

    Or, alphas and omegas don't exist on earth. Clark has presented as a Kryptonian alpha, unbeknownst to him.

    He chooses Bruce as his omega.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    "I should have taken a picture…" Bruce taps his finger against the tip of one of Kal's cocks. It flexes itself, the hole at the top spreading to release another glob of messy, clear precum. "For a before-and-after comparison. Do these look different outside of your rut? Not as long or thick?"

    Bruce taps the head again, and Kal can't control the sharp breath that wheezes out of him.

    "H-hnng… uhm…" Kal licks his lips. He closes his eyes to try to keep his concentration, but that, too, is useless when Bruce begins to lightly circle the small, gaped slit at the top of the closest tentacle.

    "Try to focus," Bruce says. "I know it must be intense, Superman. Does this hurt?"

    Bruce puts more pressure at the tip, as if he's trying to fit his thick finger inside of the too-tiny hole. Kal gurgles uselessly, hands shooting up to grab Bruce's wrist even as his eyes roll towards the back of his head.

    "Doc—ahhg… Dr. Wayne…!"

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    Or, Kal-El goes to his trusted friend, Dr. Bruce Wayne, for help with his Kryptonian rut for the very first time.

    Neither of them expects the eggs to happen.

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    20 Jun 2026

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    Bruce's thighs clamp down as Clark squeezes him, the fabric of their clothes shifting together as he doesn't let Clark move away for a single moment. Lifting Bruce by his hips, Clark pushes forward again as if he's fucking him.

    "Good puppy," Bruce groans, voice light and airy.

    They both freeze, almost immediately.

    The word seems to echo in the sudden silence, but Clark's mind is entirely blank.

    "I—apologize," Bruce says, breathless. "I lost myself for a moment."

    "Puppy?" Clark asks, light-headed.

    Heat has rushed through him, up and down, and he would have lost his footing if not for how Bruce has gathered himself in Clark's arms just to feel him as they dry humped. His mind keeps replaying it, over and over until the heat nearly burns. Puppy.

    He liked it. He liked it a lot.

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    Or, Bruce Wayne is fifty-six compared to Clark's twenty years. It's an accident they met tonight. They fall into bed together, anyway, virgin!Clark all too happy to be lost under Bruce's spell.

    Especially if that means Bruce will train him to be his perfect little pet.

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    19 Jun 2026

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    JJ slips an arm over his shoulders then, knocking Shane off centre. “Why do you look so serious?,” he pokes at Shane’s side.
    Because I have a tramp stamp that says my ass is property of the other team’s captain, is not something Shane can say out loud, so he just goes with, “Raiders home game, you know? Feeling the pressure.”
    JJ nods seriously, “yes, lots riding on this. Rozanov is just ahead of you in goals this season, yes?”
    “For now,” Shane mutters.
    “You will not let him finish first,” JJ declares, clapping him on the back when they reach their locker room.
    He never does, Shane thinks.

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    Shane gets drunk, and gets a tattoo. Ilya gets turned on.

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    19 Jun 2026

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    Shane’s not even touching him, but Ilya moans out loud, dick twitching noticeably in his boxers. “Yes, okay, I will be good.”

    “You sure you can? Might be hard for you, Rozanov. I know how much you like to act like a dumb, horny rookie.”

    Ilya sucks his bottom lip in between his teeth and bites down, eyes flicking to the ceiling like he’s summoning some kind of divine strength. He draws in one long breath and releases it, meeting Shane’s gaze again. “I am dumb, horny rookie. I need to be taught a lesson. I hear you are best captain in NHL, yes?”

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    Shane, Ilya, rookie/captain role play <3

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