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Laughing, you pulled back from the kiss and looked at Bruce Wayne, enjoying the flush of his face, his slightly swollen lips. You could feel his cock beginning to swell under you as you sat on his lap, and a wave of desire ran through you.
"Shall we...?"
You tilted your head at the elevators to the hotel above.
Bruce looked almost dizzy, and the lights and noise of the club probably didn't help. His eyes sharpened, and he pulled back from your embrace, taking your hands in his.
"I'm sorry," he said. "I should get back to the party."
