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SCANDAL.

Bruce Wayne × nepo baby!Reader.

Warnings: huge age gap (Bruce is in his late 50s and Reader is 20-22), cunnilingus, semi-public sex (fucking in the hallway), underwear stealing, Bruce and Reader being grossly horny, slight anal, edging, fem!reader.

A/N: Did not proofread, there can be some (or many) grammatical errors.

Wayne Enterprises was in deep shit, the company was financially in ruins to put it simply. So, Bruce had no choice but to get Wayne Enterprises into a contract with the second largest weapons manufacturer, Aethercorp.

Bruce thought it'd be easy because it seemed to be headed by Ronald Aether's airheaded daughter. But to his frustration it wasn't easy at all.

You weren't as airheaded as you portrayed yourself to be. Your company needed the publicity and you decided to take advantage of the contract with Wayne Enterprises and for your own personal gain.

That's how he ended up on a yacht in his good ol' speedos with you in the skimpiest blue bikini he'd ever seen.

It was supposed to be a celebration for the new contract but he knew it was just a ploy for him to finally fuck you after all the subtle teasing.

You had come up to him, holding a bottle of sunscreen."Would you mind getting my back, Mr. Wayne?"

You asked, in that ever-so-polite tone.

His mouth went dry as he wordlessly nodded, grabbing the bottle from your hands.

He was already getting hard, a little too fast for his age. That's how horny you made him.

After he applied the sunscreen, you thanked him and went away. He just wanted to grab you and fuck you just like you wanted but he had a reputation to uphold, he just couldn't afford to be seen in a relationship with a 20 year old.

But all thought went out the window, after dinner, where you had the nerve to palm him over his pants under the table. He'd made up some bullshit excuse and dragged you into the secluded part of the hallway of the yacht.

He didn't care if he anybody could walk in on you two, he was going to fuck you stupid right there and he wouldn't mind it if people knew how slutty you actually were.

"You're just so desperate to fuck me, aren't you?"

He said, his voice gruff with suppressed arousal as he yanked your denim shorts down.

"You've been teasing me since the board meeting, you're a relentless little whore."

He shoved your g-string aside, parting your folds to rub your clit. He does so a bit roughly, making you cry out at first.

Then he dropped to his knees, his tongue eagerly licking a stripe from your leaking hole to your clit. He spends a while down there, eating you out, making you cry out with overwhelming pleasure.

Each time you were about to cum, his tongue would stop, he'd just have it pressed right against your throbbing clit much to your displeasure.

Finally, he had enough. He stood up, roughly bending you over as he freed his throbbing cock from his pants. He entered you in a frenzy as if he was a horny teenager fucking for the first time all over again. You let out a light hiss at the burning stretch of his cock. He was huge, maybe a little too huge.

He started moving after a second, fucking you within an inch of your life. His free hand wandered had down, lightly thumbing at your tight asshole, making you yelp yet again.

After he was done creampieing you, he pocketed your g-string, pulled your shorts back up and dropped you off at your suite.

He'd needed that and he knew you were eager to give it to him as many times as he wanted.