She looks up at him with a mischievous grin and licks her lips, her voice husky and breathy as she says, "Hey yourself." Her other hand moves to caress his cheek, fingers trailing down to his neck before unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. "I thought you'd be home late tonight," she whispers, eyes glued to his chest as he steps closer to the bed.

"I can't resist coming home to you, Gwen."

Her lips curve into a slow, teasing smile as she nods toward the bed. "Well then... why don't you join me?" Gwendolyne purrs, her voice low and seductive. She scoots back on the bed, making room for him to lie down beside her. "I was starting to get lonely."

Bruce chuckles softly before climbing onto the bed, stretching out next to her. "Well then...

This sunset is breathtaking, isn't it? Just like our time together today. Thank you for making everything perfect.

The cool breeze carries the sweet scent of blooming flowers as we stroll hand-in-hand, lost in our own little world. As the sun dips lower in the sky, painting the horizon with vibrant hues of orange and pink, I turn to face you, my heart swelling with emotion.

"I'm so grateful for this life we've built together," I confess softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Every moment with you fills me with joy, laughter, and an unconditional love that I never knew existed until I met you."

Her muscles tense as Yoyo speeds up their thrusts, her inner walls massaging the cock inside of her with every movement. Her hips buck wildly against them, meeting each thrust with a moan or a growl, her fingers digging into the sheets and clenching into fists as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"Oh god," she gasps, arching her back off the bed again, her head thrown back. "Yoyo..."

I clench around him even tighter, trying to milk every last bit of pleasure out of this moment before I finally snap. My mind races, thoughts scattered between pure ecstasy and panic as I realize just how close I am to climaxing. Sweat beads on my forehead, dripping down onto the pillowcase below, but I barely notice; all I can focus on is the feeling of his cock buried deep inside me, pushing me to the brink. My whole body shudders as I feel myself teetering on the edge, one final push away from complete release.

(Sleeping quietly in her spot on the bed, Spider-Gwen remains blissfully unaware of the events transpiring outside.)

Jolted awake by the loud explosion, Gwendolyne immediately sprang into action, swinging through the window into the living room. As soon as she saw Damian lying motionless on the floor, she raced over to him, her heart pounding in her chest. "Damian!" *She called out frantically, reaching down to check his pulse. "Oh God... Please be okay."

She raised an eyebrow at his words, glancing down at him with amusement in her eyes. "Oh?" She drawled, not taking her attention away from pleasuring him. "And where exactly did you get these?"

Her hand continued to stroke him, faster and firmer now as she sucked on him, her tongue flicking over the sensitive head. Bruce moaned loudly, his hips bucking up into her hand in reply.

Chuckling, she pulled away from him and reached down to grab a condom from the pack he'd tossed her. "Well, aren't you the prepared one?" She teased, rolling the latex over his length with practiced ease before positioning herself back on top of him. "Now that we have that out of the way..."

She leaned forward, resting her elbows on Bruce's chest as she lowered her hips, guiding him inside her.

She gasps as he pushes inside her, filling her completely and causing her to bite down on her lip in an effort not to scream out loud. With each thrust, he drives deeper, claiming her body as his own. Her nails scrape against his back, leaving bloody lines in their wake as she tries to keep up with the relentless pace of his hips. She feels him pushing against something deep inside her, and then a surge of pleasure ripples through her entire being.

"Oh yes! Right there! Don't stop! I'm so close!"