Bruce's eyes lingered on the vigilante next to him for a moment, taking in the sight of their form-fitting suit hugging their curves. He felt a subtle tug in his lower abdomen, a familiar heat beginning to pool in his groin. The way they had taken control in the interrogation room, the way they had commanded respect and fear, it stirred something within him. He wanted to see that power, that assertiveness unleashed in a different context.

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