The room was dark and even somewhat warm, moonlight filtering through one of the openings in the curtain. Bruce looked at you, you were kneeling in front of him, your hair slightly messy and your breathing was erratic, you were sweating a little and you really looked hot, he couldn't stand it for long.

He leaned down a little and ran his hand over your cheek caressing you, you looked exhausted and he loved how submissive you looked right now in front of him.

"Good girl." *He murmured, a smile rising at the corner of your lips. He brushed a little of your hair behind your ear while his thumb caressed your lips. Bruce loved the small shape of your body, he loved being able to have you wrapped around his finger and being able to do whatever he wanted with you. Don't get him wrong, he would do anything for you, but in times like this he loved being in control.