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The insurgency and the Regime were taking each other head on. The so was crashing people were panicking but outside two remained fighting.
“Bruce this ends now.” Clark growled and Bruce narrowed his eyes.
“It ended when you crashed that ship Clark, our friends are going to die because of the dictatorship you call ‘justice’.” Bruce said and the Two clashed. Bruce striking Clark with a Kryptonite infused glove.
“The world is burning because you refuse to give up on the pitiful pieces of filth that ruin the earth!” Clark spat before his eyes glew a bright red.
‘ High councilor we've stabilized the ship but the insurgency is refusing to back down permission to eradicate them all ?” Damian's voice boomed as Clark smirked
“Slaughter them and I'll reward you their heads shall hand on the mantle after we bring a new dawn!” Bruce looked at Clark in disgust.
“What happened to you?” Bruce asked and Clark shrugged.
“I don't know what you mean, But what happened to you? This could've- no would have been ours, you turned against me Bruce!” Clark said as Bruce aimed for his jaw.
“You're a murderer Clark I refuse to even attempt loving someone like you!” Clark grabbed Bruce be his throat.
“I don't get it Bruce, your own son understands more than you, he fights for the right cause, unlike you, and he tries to love me unlike you!”
“Bullshit Clark-”
“No. I'm gonna talk and you're gonna listen. You left me on my own as a broken man but now?I rise as a god, I wanted you by my side but you turned me away because I couldn't conform to your methods.
Tell me, why your son the one you're supposed to love and care for, came to me to beg for a father for my attention and devotion that he should've had? I gave him more than a father. but he doesn't mind.” Bruce's eyes widened.
“How da-” Before he could speak Clark crashed their lips together.
“He's a good boy and I let him know that, he cried the first time who would've thought? But he still took daddy's cock like a good little boy.” Clark whispered against Bruce's lips .
A flash bomb forced the two apart.
“ How dare you, you son of a bitch!” Damian snarled and Clark turned to face him.
“Damian! Wonderful be a good boy and -,”
Thwap!
Damian had slapped Clark plain across his face.
“I trusted you! I gave you everything, you sick Bastard!” Damian yelled and Clark grabbed his wrist.
“Settle down before I throw you to the core of the earth, now Daddy's sorry you know you're irreplaceable.” Clark said and Damian growled
“Old man how many times did he say this to you?” Damian asked and Bruce gulped down the lump in his throat.
“Every night we were together.” Damian scowled at the revelation.
“I, Damian Al Ghul am still a proud member of the regime but shall not be caught with Kal-El outside of meetings or any other Regime business.” Damian said but Clark wasn't backing down.
“You're gonna listen to Him, remember what he's done to you! You were thrown away he didn't care that you're his blood son all he cares about is his way of justice!” Clark snarled and Bruce glared.
“Harley retreat the ship is stable we have No reason to be here now.” Bruce said before flying back towards the earth. Clark scowled and Picked up Damian.
“Put me down!” Damian snarled And Clark snorted.
“Really you just blew our chances of ending them all you're lucky I don't throw you to the wolves, on second thought I might just if you… “
“If I what?” Damian asked reaching for his utility belt.
“First touch the kryptonite and I'll kill you second you have to call me… ‘Daddy’.” Damian was enraged.
“Not on your life you sick freak!” Clark scowled, so much like Bruce.
“Guards make sure no one disturbs my chambers especially sinestro.” Clark ordered and the guard nodded
“Yes high councilor.” With that Clark closed the door and threw Damian on the bed.
“Now onto you, did you tell me no?” Clark asked and Damian nodded.
“I don't do sick fucks like you especially as a replacement.” Damian spat and Clark scowled.
“Get up.” Clark said but Damian didn't budge.
“Get the hell up.” No movement.
“You have two options get up or I'm just going to hurt you, which one Damian?” Clark asked and Damian sighed as he stood up.
“Strip.”
“You told me I could say no. “
“When you were obedient, I don't give that option to ungrateful brats like you, now I gave you an order.” Clark growled and Damian shivered as he began to remove his suit.
“If you're not finished by the time I walk back over here, you know what happens.” Clark said and Damian nodded.
“Yes sir. “
“Fix that as well you know what you're to call me.” Clark walked over to a corner of the room where stacks and stacks of Boxes were put neatly into order.
Damian was disgusted with himself as he stripped, had he seriously let this go on? He should've say no when Clark caught him in the hallway, when his lips were pressed to his neck, When he gave him his..... First time.
The last part of the suit came off and Damian sighed, crossing his arms and legs to guard from the cold.
“I see you actually listened.” The fondness in his voice was so familiar.
‘ You're still daddy's good boy baby don't worry.” Clark cooed as he thrusted into Damian harder this time.
“Daddy please, it h-hurts.”
“Shhh let me handle that.”
Damian remembered being in pain for days.
But Clark didn't obviously, because he walked back over Camera and tripod in hand, shirtless.
“I hate you.” Damian said and Clark shrugged.
“I never said you had to like me.” Clark said as the camera came to life.
“I just need a little home video, a little keep sake you could say.” In truth he just wanted to hurt Bruce, what better way to do so than this.
“Just get it over with.” Damian said through grit teeth.
“Now you know better than that.” Clark said in disappointment.
“Why should I when you're just using me as a pawn in your sick little games with Bruce, you-you monster.” Clark slapped him.
“I've told you Bru-Damian that -”
“save it you know who you meant,who you want.” Damian hissed as he held his bruised cheek.
“Baby boy come here.” Clark said reaching for him.
“Don't. Touch. Me.” Clark didn't listen and he didn't budge when Damian started scratching at him, he just held him.
“Shhh it's okay baby boy, I've got you.” Clark said as Damian began to cry, more than likely the younger man didn't even notice.
“I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!” It was like that for the rest of the night until Damian was a sobbing mess begging Daddy for forgiveness.