Each glide stretched her open, filled her completely, the slick drag of him against her tender walls sending sparks shooting up her spine.

She was so tight, so impossibly wet, that every withdrawal felt like he was pulling her inside out; every return felt like being claimed all over again. Her body fluttered around him, velvet and fire, gripping him like it never wanted to let go.

"God, Sophie," he groaned against her lips, voice ragged. "You feel… perfect. So perfect around me."

She couldn't answer with words; only another helpless moan, high and trembling, as he thrust again, deeper this time, the head of his cock kissing a spot inside her that made her thighs shake. "Bruce… oh god… right there…"

He smiled against her mouth and did it again, and again, settling into a steady, driving rhythm that had her head falling back against the pillows, lips parted on endless soft cries.

"You're mine," he whispered, reverent, almost undone. " mine."

"Yours," she managed, the word breaking on a sob of pleasure. "Always yours…"

He kissed her once more, hard and possessive, then pulled back just enough to watch her face as he fucked her. His pace never faltered, hips rolling in that smooth, devastating cadence that had her gasping for air she couldn't quite catch.

Sophie's hands roamed his back, nails digging crescents into his skin as the pleasure coiled tighter and tighter low in her belly. Every thrust sent wet sounds echoing softly between them, the slick drag of her body welcoming him, begging for more.

Bruce dipped his head, mouth finding the soft swell of her breast. He licked a hot, wet stripe across the pale curve, then closed his lips around one stiff, aching nipple. Sophie arched with a sharp cry as he sucked hard, tongue flicking, teeth grazing just enough to make her clench around his cock.

"Bruce… please…" Her voice cracked, desperate.

He switched to the other breast, hand cupping and kneading the one his mouth had just left, rolling the wet nipple between his fingers until she was writhing beneath him.

The coil inside her snapped tighter. Every thrust, every pull of his mouth, every scrape of his thumb across her sensitive peak wound her higher. Her moans grew louder, breathier, edged with the kind of raw need that made his hips stutter for a single heartbeat before he regained control.

"Sophie," he rasped, lifting his head to watch her again, eyes dark and wild. "Come for me, sweetheart. Let me feel it."

She was already there, teetering on the edge. One more deep, grinding thrust and the world shattered.

Sophie's back bowed off the bed, a broken wail tearing from her throat as her climax crashed over her. Her eyes rolled back, lashes fluttering; her tongue slipped past her parted lips, helpless and wanton. Pleasure exploded behind her eyes in white hot bursts, her body quaking uncontrollably, thighs clamping around his hips as her tight walls spasmed around his cock in fierce, rhythmic pulses.

Bruce groaned her name like a prayer, feeling her milk him in long, milking waves. The sight of her undone; head thrown back, mouth open, body trembling beneath him dragged him over the edge with her.

He buried himself deep and came with a rough, guttural sound, hips jerking as he spilled inside her in thick, endless pulses. His forehead dropped to hers, both of them shaking, breathless, clinging as the aftershocks rolled through them in perfect sync.

For a long moment there was nothing but the sound of their ragged breathing and the soft, wet press of their bodies still joined, still trembling.

Bruce brushed damp strands of hair from her face, pressing the gentlest kiss to her swollen lips.

"I love you," he whispered, voice hoarse and reverent.

Sophie smiled, dazed and glowing, and pulled him down into her arms.

"I love you too," she breathed. "So much."

One might think that Bruce might have pregnant Sophie with this, But no, Bruce's manipulation of his heal was on another level entirely, with a simple heal his ejaculated sperm were defertilized and deemed incapable of pregnanting Sophie...

With that it ended...

Their breathing gradually slowed, syncing without them trying to. Sophie rested against him, cheek to his chest, listening as the heavy rhythm began to steady. Bruce's hand moved lazily through her hair, fingertips slow, absent minded, like he was tracing thoughts instead of strands.

Neither spoke for a while.

The silence wasn't fragile, it was calm, warm, the kind that settles after something honest.

Sophie's voice broke it first, quiet, still a little raw around the edges.

"I feel… lighter than I expected." She let out a soft breath. "Not because anything changed… just because for once, nothing feels complicated."

Bruce's mouth curved slightly, small, but real.

"I get that," he murmured. "With you, I don't feel like I'm bracing for impact."

She huffed a tiny laugh, tired but genuine. "That's a very Bruce way of describing peace."

He shrugged, an arm tightening comfortably around her waist. "Peace isn't something I'm used to. But this…" His thumb brushed over the back of her shoulder, slow. "This feels earned."

Her hand traced idle circles over the side of his chest, not searching, not needy, just present.

"You know what surprised me the most?" she said after a moment. "That all the noise just… went quiet. Every doubt. Every fear. Everything I used to obsess over, it felt far away."

Bruce didn't say anything to that, but something in his gaze softened. His forehead dipped gently until theirs touched. No urgency, no hunger, just contact.

"Thank you," he said quietly.

Sophie blinked. "For what?"

"For choosing me. Not because you had to, or because the moment was right." His thumb brushed her cheek, slow and unhurried. "But because you wanted to."

She didn't answer immediately. Instead, she just pressed her lips to his jaw, soft, lingering, tender in a way that sank deep.

"I'd choose you again," she whispered.

"Even knowing what's coming, the chaos you'll attract with how fast you're rising, and my father's talk about invaders, I'm not afraid," she murmured. "Not as long as you're here with me."

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