"You'll have other opportunities," he murmured, almost absently. "Feel free to mock me soundly for being an uptight, pretentious, ass."

Not that he wasn't still all of those things, of course.

He kept his fingers moving through Clark's hair. He still enjoyed - no enjoyed and appreciated so much more - the fact that Clark would just yield and give and relax when Bruce touched him. That he could still give that to Clark.