{Riddlebat} Entrapped tight and close

by EnigmaticLoverX

Summary:

Bruce Wayne is playing seven minutes in heaven and is expecting his friends to hook him up with the hottest chick in school. Though what he gets is not at all what he wanted.. or is it?

Notes:

DISCLAIMER- They are all 18+

Highschool AU

My second completed riddlebat fanfic I hope yall enjoy and don't bully me or do cause I like that

It was dark and stuffy, the air already feeling so thin and suffocating as the teen pressed himself against the furthest shelf from the door. His vision further tainted by his own tie secured tightly around his head and perfectly covering his eyes. The process having irritated them when it was haphazardly done by a bunch of drunk highschoolers.

Everyone was drunk here. Some worse than the rest but oh boy were they drunk. Underage drinking being the appeal to the party that raged into the night.

This boy being no exception to the mass. Especially given his strict upbringing behind those massive closed doors of his late family's estate. One many people marvelled at from afar as they checked it off their sight seeing lists for gotham city. Wayne manor. Home to a boy that was now crammed into a closet more than giddy for whoever would join him. Oh how his father figure would scowl at the mere idea of the prince playing such an inappropriate game. Seven minutes in heaven. Or it should be known as however long you get trapped in there after everyone forgets about your existence.

That was the hope though. To be left in here to be alone with some cute girl and get his rocks off. The anticipation building in the Wayne's stomach as he adjusted the tie for the millionth time. What was taking them so long?

The music thundered around him as well as the voices of dozens of other students as they went about their own Saturday night before winter break. The parties coming to an end for a while as people readied to travel for the holidays. So this had to be a big one before the new year. Ending the year off with a bang as they say. Quite literally.

"Bruuuccceee~" a familiar voice called through the closed door which brought the young man out of his thoughts. John. Bruce's best friend. Some weirdo who was a sickly white with sap green hair. He had shown up to the party in a black button up, the opposite to Bruce's white one. Though the value of them was drastically off by Bruce having some high branded one with golden aklets on the sleeves as John wore one he got from the nearest target.

"We got your-" a brief pause for a giggle before John spoke again "~date~ ready for you hehehe~!" He called through before flinging the door open and shining the dimmed neon red lights into the closet. Bruce could see the colour through the makeshift blindfold well enough to see that they hadn't changed the leds while he's been in there. Something that obscured the lights though was a couple silhouettes that stood in the doorframe. Only one of them he could deter was his friend while the other ones he had no clue. Not even the unique drunken giggles could help him.

It didn't matter much though as soon as he got that pathetic glimpse there was a person shoved right into him before a loud bang as the door closed after them. A distinct click of a lock getting put in place right after.

"Fuck sorry-" Bruce laughed nervously as he lifted his hands to carefully push away the stranger, who's back immediately hit the door. Well it was much more cramped than he had initially thought.. the small room feeling much more closed now that there were two bodies occupying the space. One of whom hadn't spoken up since they entered.

But of course they kept quiet for a reason. As this wasn't who Bruce had been hoping for. No. This wasn't some smoking hot eighteen year old who had been shoved in with him. This was a lanky, awkward, nineteen year old /boy/ who was shoved inside as a rude joke on the young billionaire. He was instructed by the other teens outside the room to stay quiet and see how long it'd take Bruce to notice that this was a joke in exchange for.. kindness? It wasn't exactly clear. The brunette was always the butt end of a joker whether it was getting shoved into a locker or snickered at whenever he produced a clever riddle that even the teacher couldn't solve. This whole scene though.. made him feel included. Like Edward Nashton could really be 'one of the guys'. And so he played along.

Not to mention his heavy obsession with the young man.. to finally be alone with him after staring him down everywhere he went. The bathrooms never being enough as he slipped into a stall to listen to the blue eyed boy weep. Now he was alone in the best place possible. No tears. Just giddy excitement that radiated off him like a child in a candy store.

"You.. not much of a talker?" Bruce had asked after the much too long silence that followed after being locked inside. His hands having remained on the other's shoulders after pushing him away to make sure he didn't lose him. As if that'd be possible in the small confinement.

A head shake had followed the question but was quickly cut short when he remembered.. Bruce couldn't see the answer. And so without much thought Edward had reached down and grabbed the boney hand and lifted it to the cheek where he shook his head again.

Long brown shoulder length hair brushed against Bruce's hand that curled around the round of the stranger's face as he held it, the boldness of the action being more than noticeable that left the both of them blushing in the darkness. Only Edward being able to see as his eyes adjusted to the dark lighting with just a sliver of red from under the door. The longer he was in here though the easier it was to see.

"Then I guess this saves us the chit-chat, yeah?" Bruce had lightly joked as his fingers rubbed along the side of Edward's face and explored what he could with just touch alone. He could feel the frame of glasses that he quickly pulled away from when he touched the lens, a small apology fluttering out as he resumed the journey. Finding his way into the other's hair and combing it around to the back of his head as he took a step closer.

A soft hum escaping Edward's throat as he lifted his head just barely to lean back into Bruce's touch.

His other hand slipped down the arm he held to discover it was a long sleeved slim fitted shirt, soon to be discovered a dark green turtleneck. His hand ending that small trip at where the sleeve ended and skin began at the wrist. Bruce then angled his hand down to run his fingers along the palm of the hand as took another step which quickly closed the gap between them and pressed their chests together. Both males inhaling at the same time.

"You smell good.." Bruce whispered which had Edward's hair standing on end. Chocolate covered strawberries. A perfume he had picked out specifically for Bruce after discovering they are his favourite treat. His eyes closing a little as he felt Bruce's face move in closer to where his neck was coated in the scent.

It was like time stopped for a second as Edward felt Bruce's cheek graze his jaw as he blindly tilted his head to the side to place a kiss over what he thought would be skin but instead was fabric. A playful scoff leaving Bruce's lips at what he thought was a playful prank.

"You could've warned me you wore a turtleneck." He chuckled as he let go of Edward's hand to drag it back up his arm and across to his neck where he carefully hooked a finger around the collar. Then without another word he lowered it to reveal the warm skin underneath. He tried again with the kiss and this time it landed. The bitter taste of freshly applied chemicals burning Bruce's tongue but that didn't stop him from kissing again but more confidently now as he held down the collar.

Light moans came from the receiver as Edward tilted his head away from Bruce, his hands curling into fists at his sides.

It was embarrassing to be moaning at such light foreplay but what was there to expect from a virgin? The most action from another person Edward ever got was from bullies beating him. The only times he ever got sexual attention was from himself. Locked inside of his lonesome dorm room hunched over one of Bruce's school pictures he'd stolen while working on the yearbook.

"You sound so pretty.."

Bruce's quiet voice broke Edward's daze as he peeked open an eye to look down at him. The genuineness in the Wayne's voice making his stomach swirl. Bruce thought he sounded pretty. That should definitely be a good thing as Edward could never shut up. Both in just everyday talk and while he got off. And that was just when he wasn't humoured. Now that there was someone to tickle his vocal chords it was a million times worse.

As it was soon to be figured out as Bruce's lips travelled up Edward's neck and freshly shaven jaw. Something he didn't intend to match his already feminine appearance but in the end it worked. Bruce slowly making his way to Edward's chin where his nose dragged along the soft lips just above.

Bingo.

With as much gentleness as Bruce's other actions and with little wait, he slowly kissed up Edward's chin and to his lips where he let them just brush against each other. Edward finding himself much too scared to move as he didn't think he'd get this far yet. Far enough to have his first kiss. Stolen by the young man he dreamed of since he learned about him in the orphanage.

They stayed like this for a while, Bruce's lips tickling Edward's as they stay unmoving beyond a slight quiver. It was obvious now to Bruce that the 'girl' he was with had no experience but it didn't deter him. In fact it excited him to be their first time.

"Just follow my lead" he whispered as he let go of Edward's collar slide up his neck and to under his jaw where he wrapped his thumb under his chin to carefully pry it down. He then tilted his head to the side as he softly pressed their lips to start an open mouthed kiss.

The corners of his lips curling up ever so slightly as he felt the other's lips begin to move in a timid rhythm with his own.

When Bruce had felt they were mostly on the same page is when he slid his tongue against Edward's slightly parted lips before prying his mouth more open to teach him that that's what he's supposed to do. He then slid his tongue in the rest of the way to drag it along the others teeth and under his lips. Slowly making his way in deeper and discovering more about this person's appearance.

Slightly crooked teeth that were being straightened with a top row of braces was the most noticeable thing Bruce could pick out. The other thing being the pungent taste of beer as well as pizza. His own mouth giving the same experience in return minus the braces.

While Bruce was much more confident in everything he done, Edward was the opposite. His tongue trying to avoid Bruce's as if he himself was the intruder in his own mouth. Though that couldn't stop his curiosity for long as he nervously pressed his tongue against Bruce's. Hot waves engulfing the both of them as they each let out their own noises of approval every now and then. Edward's much more femininely pitched while Bruce's came from deep in his throat that rose up when Edward got more confident with his own kissing.

But while his mouth was getting more confident his body still stayed frozen and pressed against the door as Bruce's stayed pressed against him. His hands staying at his head to hold it in place. They didn't stay there forever though as when he got more needy to be touched back is when pressed his chest against Edward's to keep him there instead as he let his hands slide down his arms.

Bruce met Edward's wrists where he grabbed them to then lift them up and over his shoulders as he tilted his head to the opposite side to switch up the kiss and deepen it. Edward, having been learning as he went, followed Bruce's lead and turned his head to the other side as well.

Their lips locking together to then break with a soft wet smack that rang in their ears. An unspoken rhythm having been found between them that they followed.

Bruce's hands soon enough finding themselves back on Edward's body only this time more confident as they both focused on the kiss now turned makeout session. Feeling up and down his sides where they dipped in the middle at his waist where he could easily discern that the other had an hourglass shape.

What he also could feel was that the 'girl' wasn't skinny but instead was chubby. Feeling their stomach and chest smush around his more muscular physique under his dressed up appearance. He loved it. More than anything. He took it this is why his friend was laughing, that he sent a slightly overweight girl in here to fuck with Bruce. But instead that did the opposite. Bruce was attracted to that. Much too attracted.

The specially tailored pants showing just how form fitting they were made as they tightened around his crotch. A small bulge beginning to grow the longer things went on, going unknown to the oblivious boy.

Bruce's hands traveling up between them where they pressed upwards with his palms against Edward's chest and earning a more vocal yelp from the boy as he pulled back from the kiss. Still though. His voice was incredibly light when aroused that it was easily mistaken for a girl's.

"Sorry.." came a half hearted apology before another squeeze. The air growing much more thick as they panted for air that seemed to have been forgotten about.

Their foreheads getting pressed together by the closeness and Edward's refusal to let go of Bruce's neck as well as Bruce's refusal to pull back. I mean why would they though. They weren't anywhere near finished.

"You're not,, wearing a bra.." Bruce had spoken after a couple seconds of heavy breathing. His own arousal thick in his voice at the discovery as he continued to grope the other boy. Of course Edward wasn't wearing a bra, but he wasn't going to correct Bruce. No.. he couldn't even correct him. He wanted this to continue. Desperately so. "Mm mm.." he hummed before they both made the mutual decision of pressing their lips back together.

Their mouths opening on impact as their tongues returned to their messy dance as their heads turned the opposite directions from one another again. Edward's arms tightening around Bruce's neck as the noirets hand squeezed harder at his much too perky breasts for a male.

It was becoming increasingly clear what they both desired the longer this went on. The background noises going fuzzy as they focused on the clacking of their teeth and their increasing moans at what should be just a normal makeout.

But did the 'girl' know that Bruce wanted to go further? There was only one way to find out. And so Bruce let go of one of Edward's breasts to reach up and remove one of his arms where the other locked on tighter as if Bruce was taking it away to stop this. But it was the opposite in fact. He directed the hand he took down to the space between them where he pressed Edward's hand into his crotch and held his other.

He was rock hard. Probably the hardest he's ever been before in such a short amount of time. It made them both gasp, Bruce more so as they broke the kiss once again to try and look down at what he just made them touch. But they both obviously couldn't see anything. Bruce's blindfold still obscuring his vision while Edward couldn't see in the dark space. But it was obvious what they were holding.

"I wantyou" Bruce whispered after what felt like forever but was probably just a couple seconds "I /need/ you" he ended up correcting as he pressed back into Edward and tried to resume the kiss but missed his mouth this time and instead hit his cheek. That didn't stop him though as he kissed back to his ear as he began moving Edward's hand up and down his concealed length. His moans being much more prominent now and louder now just because he was next to Edward's ear. His hips rocking into their hands for that extra friction.

Edward's hand conforming to the heavy mass he now held as he tried to figure out what the hell to do now. He couldn't continue this Bruce would find out he wasn't actually a girl. Well. He could probably suck his dick and get away with it. But what if he wanted more? There was no chance that Bruce would immediately jump to anal straight away and not even want to touch his cunt. Which he didn't even have.. but he couldn't stop this now. How would he even? If he spoke up Bruce would freak out that it was a male this whole time then beat him up. Even if that wasn't a total bad thing it still fucked with Edward's nerves like crazy. Not that he'd have much time to really conjure a plan as before he knew it Bruce's other hand was migrating down his body..

"A skirt huh?" Bruce purred as he reached what he was going to expect to be pants but found something much better. A pretty black short skirt. Something Edward had bought for his own pleasure but got the courage to wear to a party. A place where everyone would be too drunk to remember anything. Why not feel good about himself for once? Even wearing his combat boots which surprisingly kept him warm in the harsh winter. His normally warm temperatured body heat is definitely to thank there.

"What're you hiding underneath?" He whispered into Edward's ear, something he'd quickly come to regret after Edward's hand shot down to grab at his wrist but was too late. His hand had slipped under Edward's skirt to hold what he thought was going to be smooth and hopefully with but was actually a hard bulge much like his own.

Bruce's body immediately recoiling and falling back into the shelves behind himself as he reached up to his tie and ripped it off his face. His elbows banging into the hard wood of the shelf as he lowered them with much too much force leaving him cursing even more "WHAT THE FUCK?!?!-"

"I- I'm sorry i-" Edward had already started apologising a million times as he watched the dark shadow fall back. It wouldn't be long though before the closet was filled with a blinding light as Bruce lunged forward shortly after to sporadically wack his hand around against the walls on either side of Edward to find a light switch.

The yellowed light flash banging the two males as they squeezed their eyes to shield from the sudden change. Only difference is Bruce opened his eyes again and Edward continued to try and hide, even already raising his hands to shield himself from both the light and potential fists.

Bruce stared at who was in front of him in his dazed state as he looked them up and down, his mind not yet clicking as to who it was. So he reached forward and threw the arms down to see.. Edward Nashton slowly lifted his head as he kept his hands curled up in front of his chest almost in a t rex stance.

"ImsorryBruce-" Edward peeped, his face scrunched up in fear as he curled in on himself, his thighs pressing together in shame as he pressed himself down on the door. Which surprisingly had no noise immediately beyond it. Everyone must've forgotten about them. Just as Bruce now regrettably hoped for.

"For fucking lying to me?! Oh you better fucking be-!" Bruce yelled as he reached down and grabbed a handful of Edward's hair and yanked up to slam against the door to be at eye level again "do you have any fucking clue what you just made me do?! Fucking FAGGOT" he knew deep down that this wasn't entirely Edward's fault and it was his 'friends' but while drunk, angry, sexually confused, and horny.. his mind was a mess.

"I'm SORRY" Edward shouted back, gaining a random amount of courage after getting his head knocked against the door and the painful strain of his scalp being yanked "it wasn't my idea it's not my fault!! And I'm not a fag-" he couldn't even finish his thought before he was punched square across the face. His head whipping to the side as his nose began to throb and drip blood. His hands reaching up to shakily touch his upper lip and look down at his blood soaked fingers before looking up to Bruce who was just standing there while still holding him with his hand raised.

While Bruce had never been one for conflict he had been in fights before. Though it was always in self defence or standing up for someone. Never had he punched someone for pretty much no reason. But here he was. And he felt a wave of guilt wash over which left him to now scramble for an apology of his own as he let go of Edward's hair.

Though that was a huge mistake as before he knew it, Edward had wiped his nose on the back of his hand before throwing his own punch.

His wasn't as strong as Bruce's by a long shot and the position of his thumb was all wrong which left him to almost dislocate it by accident. But in the end he did get what he wanted when Bruce's head got knocked to the side. That flash of guilt now gone as he immediately swung at Edward again with no other second thought, causing his head to fly the other way and spray blood over Bruce's expensive shirt.

"My fucking shirt-!" He had exclaimed in distress as he grabbed the front of it where two other hands met it as well to flip them around and slam Bruce against the door where his breath got knocked out of him. His mouth opening to gasp but was quickly met with Edwards fists as he punched his jaw a couple times.

"Stupid spoiledbrat!!" Edward had hissed as he pummeled Bruce's stupidly perfect face as much as he could before his wrists were grabbed and then slammed forward where they banged into the shelf. A small object falling down just short of them as Bruce pressed Edward against the shelf to.. kiss him.

Their lips getting slammed back into each other as Bruce pressed the backs of Edward's hands backwards onto the open spaces of the shelf as he pressed his whole body against him. His tongue chasing after Edward's blood that pumped out of his nose and down into his mouth and now Bruce's mouth.

The brunette's eyes wide at the sudden shift back to making out as his hands strained against Bruce's grasp and body writhed under him which only gave them both that much needed friction against their erections. Moans leaving them that they both now clearly tried to fight back as if admitting they enjoyed it now was a bad thing. But it was more than obvious that they did. Especially with how their hips learned to grind against each other to get what they wanted and in turn.. help each other.

"Jesusfuck-" Edward gasped after he pulled his head away from Bruce to suck in a sharp breath of the stuffy air. His hands giving up on squirming but still curled his fingers around Bruce's hands. He tried opening his eyes to look at Bruce who he nervously saw was already looking back at him. His lips parted and covered in a sheen of red that smeared around like lipstick. But he knew exactly what it was.

"Y-you look like a fuckinh vampire hahh" he tried joking as one of his wrists twitched.

"Shut the fuck up." Bruce scowled as he turned his head to the side to bury his head into Edward's neck. He used his nose and teeth and pulled down the turtle neck before he began to kiss his neck again. Only this time it was different. He didn't just bite it. He bit it. His teeth sinking in almost deep enough to draw blood before releasing slightly and beginning to suck. This earning euphoric moans from the other as he arched his chest forward and tilted his head back.

"G-guess we should call you Edward ins-stead right??"

He just wouldn't shut up would he.

After Bruce finished that hickey he moved down a little to restart the process again, letting go of Edward's hands in the process which then snapped to Bruce's head where he tangled his fingers into his hair and grabbed on for dear life. Bruce's hands finding their own place as they slid down Edward's torso and around to his ass where he grabbed it roughly. Part of the skirt rising up and letting his two lowest fingers on each hand get to squeeze his actual flesh. More gasps and moans following that were much too giddy and excited for the scenario but really it worked Bruce up the perfect amount.

"Y-yes grabme touch me bite medoitalllll~" he giggled as he lifted his hips against Bruce's lap which made him groan and release his neck.

He pulled away from Edward's neck to look at him through half lidded as as Edward did the same only he was having his head tilted back so he looked at him through his eyelashes. A twisted little grin on his face as if this all went according to plan.

And before Bruce could tell him off Edward had pulled his face back in to continue their makeout. This acting as some sort of switch to get Bruce's hands moving again as he let go of Edward's ass to slowly drag his hands away from his body and onto his own where he went to normal speed again. Or maybe fast speed. Anyways, he squeezed his hands between them where he began working at his belt and pulling it out of the loops which he quickly gave up on and instead just unbuttoned them to push them down. Crouching down just a little and bringing Edward with him to push them down past his knees.

He then wasted no time in pulling his cock out through the hole in his underwear and pressing it against Edward's stomach to start thrusting again. His moans desperate as he tried to seek some kind of relief.

Edward's stomach sucked itself in when he felt a hard object press against him and context clues made it very obvious what it was. Sure he was utterly terrified especially from how huge it felt but the arousal that took hold of him was more than enough to give him the confidence he needed.

He broke them apart mid kiss to roughly slam Bruce back against the door. While the other was stunned he slapped his hand away to grab his cock into his hand now instead and began jerking him off on his own now as he sunk down to his knees, keeping eye contact the full time. Though when Bruce's cock came into his peripheral he couldn't help but look down at it and feel his stomach swirl at the sight of it.

Bruce was huge. At least 9 inches. And boy was it heavy too, probably close to two pounds. It throbbed in Edward's hand as he pumped it while levelling it with his mouth as he went cross eyed to keep an eye on his tip that dripped precum down onto his skirt.

"F-ffuck p-lease" Bruce groaned as his hands twitched uselessly by his side and noticeably held himself back.

Edward only grinned at the struggle as he continued his slow strokes before slowly rolling his tongue out of his mouth and pressing it against Bruce's tip. He had no clue what he was supposed to be doing and all his porno knowledge decided now would be the best time to leave his brain so he could only just do what felt right.

He pressed the top of his tongue against the slit in his cock as he slowly rocked it up and down, coating his tongue in the sticky clear liquid. It was salty and had a lovely savoury taste to it. Edward wanted more. He pulled his tongue back into his mouth to rub the precum he collected all around before sticking his tongue back out and began rubbing it just under the head of Bruce's cock. The poor boy leaning back against the door as he looked down at Edward with barely open eyes as he continued to leak precum into his mouth.

The longer Edward decided to tease Bruce the more needy the bigger male became and with Edward's mouth coated in the naturally produced lube it was more than easy for him to slide his cock down his throat. His hands shooting to Edward's hair to grip on and hold him there so he wouldn't be able to pull away. His cock getting about halfway before Edward's hands raised up to slam against Bruce's pelvis to stop him from doing too much at once. Whining as his jaw was stretched without warning as he looked up at Bruce in betrayal.

That look though only fueled Bruce's ego at actually being able to get that type of look out of Edward. Someone who never trusted anyone. Now surprised that he wasn't allowed to take his time on Bruce's dick. He wanted to see it again. So he slowly pulled Edwards head back where he began to noticeably relax before he was suddenly yanked back onto Bruce's cock this time his tip pressed into the back of his throat which made Edward yank back in a gag. Bruce's hands releasing to let him since it was his first time but the cocky comment that followed immediately took away his pity.

"Faggot-"

Yeah no. Bruce was not letting Edward get away with that. He gripped back onto his hair again before pulling head back into his cock and shoved it back down to the back of his throat. Edwards' hands pressing on Bruce's pelvis again to push away which seemed to work again but that hope quickly washed away when he was pulled back down. A long groan leaving Bruce's lips at the whines Edward gave that only vibrated his cock and sang to his ears. He held onto his head with all his strength as he used it like a fleshlight, pulling and pushing it along his cock and hitting the back of his throat each time. The boy starting to moan as well from the feeling of the huge cock in his mouth. It was so heavy and suffocating so all he could do was try to manage his breathing through his blood stuffed nose. Which.. got him off even more.

Edward could barely breathe on Bruce and he didn't even have all of him inside. At least 3 inches were still out and with each time he was brought down on Bruce he'd squeeze his eyes shut in fear of impacting with his lower stomach. When he didn't close his eyes though they were glued up at Bruce's face which contorted in pleasure as he watched the majority of his cock disappear into Edward's mouth.

"G-goodboy" Bruce randomly mumbled as he let go with one hand to fix Edward's hair and glasses. His own hands too preoccupied in trying to stop his face from going all the way down on Bruce's body.

Though Bruce couldn't stop from noticing how Edward squirmed on the floor. His thighs rubbing together and clearly fucking into them. This earned a scoff from Bruce as he eased the mouth fucking for a second "why don't yy-you touch yourself? Show mme howyou like it"

Edward closed his eyes as he tried to relax at the slowing but upon hearing the order he shifted a little and raised himself up with as best of a nod as he could give. It was like he was under a spell as he lifted the back of his skirt and moved his dark green panties to the side.

He then opened his eyes as he looked up at Bruce just as he done with his pictures back in his dorm, only able to get off when looking at him, before slowly pushing one finger inside of himself. He then began to roll his hips as he watched Bruce intently, moaning more onto his cock as he received some actual pleasure he could really cum to. Though the dick sucking was doing a pretty good job..

And just like that.. Bruce was thrusting into Edward's mouth again as they stared at eachother while filling all his holes. Their disgusting stench of sex already filling the closet and in their noses. Like a drug just making their hormones even worse. They needed each other. Badly.

Edward had one hand holding his ass open while he used the other to finger himself, first with one finger that he curled inside of himself before he eagerly stuffed in another and then another all too soon. The mass of Bruce's cock making Edward all too desperate to have something massive inside of his ass. No matter how bad it hurt to go do much at once.

At least Bruce was giving him time to settle and not take all of his dick at once. Though the longer things went on like this, the more Bruce began to push down. One inch. Then another. Then..

Edward's nose pressed against Bruce's stomach as he moaned loudly, both of their dicks throbbing in unison as Bruce shoved his cock all the way down Edward's throat and clogged his airway.

The poor boy's vision going blurry with tears as he looked up at Bruce pitifully, his fingers shoving in as deep as they could past the second joint as he attempted to mimic the feeling of Bruce shoving all the way in his ass. Though that was just a pitiful recreation..

"Holyfuck Ed- you're g-ggoinh to ake me cumlike that-" Bruce gasped breathlessly as he held Edward down on his cock for as long as possible. The boy now squirming as he desperately fought for air, the one hand that was holding his ass now gripping at Bruce's hip and digging his ridged nails into his flesh.

It hurt like a bitch but still Bruce didn't pull back. And even when he did it was just those three inches to then roughly slam Edward's head back down. Groaning at how his throat tightened around his cock and squeezed onto it. Just begging him to cum into his lungs. Oh how Bruce would gladly give him what he wanted..

While Edward's vision was going dark Bruce was seeing everything in a rose coloured lens as he fucked Edward's tight throat as deep as he could. Moaning non stop as they stared at each other in their loopy visions. And right when Edward really felt like he was going to black out is when Bruce just had to make it worse.

Roughly shoving down on Edward's head to smush his face against his stomach and block any air he could get from his nose. Truly suffocating as he violently came down his throat. His mouth opening all the way in no shame as moaned out a string of curse words as he felt Edward's body shake as it desperately fought for air.

His lungs squeezing and releasing for dear life as it tried to pump any air it could to push Bruce's cum to his mouth and out any way it could. Proving not the best when Bruce finally let go and Edward pulled back to basically vomit cum down between their legs and onto his skirt. His hand pulling out of himself as it grabbed onto Bruce's shoe for stability who only groaned in disgust. Cum shot out of Edward's nose as he hunched over and worked on gasping for air while also coughing up as much cum as he could as it stuck to the inside of his windpipe.

In the midst of all his coughing Edward could hear Bruce snickering how he wasted it all and that the next load he was not going to waste a single drop.

"Asshole…" Edward muttered under his breath between coughs once he calmed, mindlessly rubbing his mouth onto his sleeve before rubbing that onto the front of his shirt.

That clearly having ticked Bruce off who grabbed onto Edward's hair and yanked him up from the floor and onto shaking feet as he cried out in pain. "The fuck did you call me? Turn around." He hissed as he threw Edward back against the shelf where something fell and this time it hit Edward in the shoulder, making him cry out again and grab it.

"ASSHOLE" Edward repeated as he shot Bruce a death glare, his eyes welling up in tears again.

This would be a big mistake though as Bruce took no pity and simply just reached out and grabbed Edward's shoulder before flinging him past him and slamming the front of his body right against the door. He then got right behind Edward and grabbed his ass roughly from under the skirt as he leaned into his ear. Edward's cheek pressed up against the wood as he tried to look behind himself at Bruce.

"You know what you're right" Bruce said which made Edward's face scrunch up in confusion for a second before he finished "that's what I'm gonna fuck next."

Edward's eyes widened as he felt Bruce let go of his ass to take himself into his hand before pressing himself against Edward's hole. He knew this was probably going to happen but it still scared him to actually hear it.

"W-wait I'm n-"

"Sure you are. That's what the fingering was about yeah? Let's hope you did enough. But I'm sure this'll still hurt."

Edward tried to push away from the door and out of Bruce's grasp but it was utterly useless. He was trapped. And any time he'd move Bruce would just tighten his grip on his shoulder and press harder against him. While staying still seemed impossible, he did it the best he could.

That of course didn't last long though as as soon as Bruce started sliding in Edward clenched up and cried as he turned his head against the door in poor attempts of shaking it no "p-pLease stopstop ithurts" he begged as tears streamed down his bruised cheeks. Snot and dried blood seeped down his top lip and pooled into his agape mouth.

One of his hands stayed pressed against the door as the other reached back to hold onto Bruce's hand that had his shoulder.

Bruce merely snided in the midst of his quiet moan as he pulled out to then press his tip inside again. Edward's body was so tight it squeezed him so much that it seemed to be trying to pull him inside contrary to what he vocally said.

So of course it'd only be reasonable if Bruce listened to that rather than his words..

"Just s-sstay still it'll be e-easier for the bother of us" Bruce mumbled as he repeated his tip fucking, slowly getting Edward to open up before starting to get more of himself inside. Using Edward's spit as lube. Though he realised it was starting to dry up even in the hot room and so he pulled out all the way with a lovely pop to spit down on Edward's gaping hole before shoving back inside.

Both of them moaning from deep in their throats even with how much Edward was sobbing. His eyes now staring at a crack in the wall to try and distract him from the pain. Though the pleasure was starting to come in and oh god was it overwhelming.

"Yyoure so tiGht Eddie.." Bruce mumbled as he leaned his face into the back of Edward's neck. The nickname completely out of the blue for both of them but it'd be a lie if Edward didn't love it. He would've blushed had his face not already been red.

Bruce used his nose to part Edward's stringy hair to be exposed to his neck again as he kissed it sloppily. The loud taste of salt from sweat surprising him but it didn't stop him. He wasn't surprised that they were sweating, on no, he was sweating too. It was just more he wasn't expecting it. Much as Edward wasn't expecting a sudden thrust forward in all the slowness. A loud mix of a moan and a cry blaring in the room as his fist banged against the door. Bruce freezing with his cock two thirds the way inside of Edward.

His length throbbing needily but he stayed still as Edward adjusted to it before slowly pulling out to thrust back in. Another cry from him but not as loud. His grip loosening on Bruce's wrist before just dropping after each new thrust which became more and more frequent.

Edward's body getting shoved up against the door with each thrust and causing painful wood burn but Bruce didn't care nor stop for a second. Instead just letting go of himself fully to grab onto Edward's hip to hold it in place. He leaned over his body and kept his face buried in his neck as he repositioned his other hand off of Edward's shoulder and onto the door above their heads.

The both of them mumbling jumbled thoughts on how they viewed the situation. Edward's being completely mindless nonsense on how huge Bruce was and saying the most disgusting profanities on the planet. While Bruce was more into saying how good Edward was and how such of a good girl he is for taking him.

Bruce randomly spanking Edward's ass whenever the brunette got too muddied to understand.

The room was hot and humid. The air was thick and sticky. Their skin sticking together wherever it made contact. Especially where the actual penetration took place. The sickly slap of their bodies colliding as well as the wet squelching of their bodily fluids mixing together. It was disgusting. And not even to mention the straight out of a porno moans they made. Edward sounding like a female pornstar and looking like one with how he slammed his hips back into Bruce in attempts of taking him deeper inside. You would've thought they were professionals..

"I I'm g-gonnacum" Bruce managed against Edward's neck, his thrusts growing shaky and not as strong as they were since the start.

Edward blinked a couple times from his daze as he attempted to look back at Bruce but could only see black "p-pleaseinsideinside" he begged, not even bothering to announce that he was too. Or well, had been edging himself this whole time and refusing to cum until Bruce said he was going to. The beg seeming useless since Bruce had planned to anyways but really it was the thing that led him to reach his orgasm. Thrusting in a couple more times with a new found strength making them both loud again before one final thrust that had them both painting the inside of something white. For Edward his panties and for Bruce.. Edward.

But it didn't stop there though as after a second or two Bruce rolled his hips a little to ride out both their orgasms as he moved his hands under Edward's turtle neck to grope at his chest, moaning softly against him. Edward whimpering as he held onto the door and rolled back onto Bruce.

"Y-you were so.. good.." Bruce mumbled against Edward's neck with some small kisses.

Edward could only grin and giggle as he wiggled his hips against Bruce which ended in his hiccuping "you a-aRe so good Brucie~" he purred as he turned his head in hopes of seeing Bruce. Who then slowly lifted his head in a groan as he pressed himself against Edward's ass in response as he looked at Edward. His green eyes barely visible in how fogged up his glasses were.

"Come k-kissme" Edward whispered as he tiredly raised an arm to hook a hand behind Bruce's head and pull him in to get that kiss anyways. Where they softly kissed without another word..