Being like this beneath him-- it should feel like being shoved into the wall did, in some way, but it doesn't. Bruce has acclimated, and more than that, he's choosing it. He pulled Clark into this position, and knows he could shove him off and the other man would go without hesitation. Part of him recoils away from the feeling of being safe, knowing it's all bullshit, that nothing and nowhere is safe, but another part thinks this might be what he's feeling.

He huffs out a laugh. "Research."