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    "Superman believes in the law," Clark said, trying to project his most professional Alpha authority while actively ignoring the dizzying, expensive scent of the billionaire across from him. "Batman operates on terror. Honestly, he acts like an arrogant Alpha who thinks he owns the city."

    Bruce stared at him for a fraction of a second. And then, to Clark's absolute bewilderment, he threw his head back and laughed. It was a bright, breathless, devastating sound.

    "An arrogant Alpha," Bruce repeated, wiping a genuine tear of mirth from his eye as he leaned in close. "Well, Clark... personally? I think he's very charming."

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    Clark Kent has a massive, inconvenient crush on Gotham's sweet, untouchable Omega billionaire. He also has a massive, inconvenient grudge against Gotham's ruthless, territorial Alpha vigilante.

    It's going to take a catastrophic firefight, a shattered cowl, and a broken scent-blocker collar for the World's Greatest Reporter to finally see through his own blind spot.

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    07 Apr 2026

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    “This is wrong.” He tries to reason with himself again. The seconds are dragging out for too long and he doesn’t know how much longer before his true rut hits him and he’ll no longer be a man.

    “Is it?” Clark leans in closer, his scent intoxicating. Warm vanilla, a hint of sunlight, the fresh blades of grass on his parent’s farm, and sweet honey that’s entrapping him further.

    “Is it so wrong to want you?” He whispers softly and Bruce breaks.

    Or, Bruce, an Alpha, can’t have another Alpha and Clark wants to prove him wrong.

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    06 Apr 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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    04 Apr 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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    'Are you listening to me, boy?’ Bruce demands, voice authoritative and commanding even from half the country away, and Clark can just imagine the iron grip he probably has on his phone right now.

    'Bruce. ‘M here, keep— keep talking. Connection’s bad, ‘s all.’ He slurs against the mattress.

    — or: Clark gets tipsy and forgets that getting off to a coworker over a decade older than him whilst on a case is just a little too inappropriate and perverted, even for him.

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