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Today isn't routine. You're here with me, and I'm going to push and pull at you, because you want me to and because I want to.

[Leaning in, Dick slides his hand up Bruce's chest. They haven't gone completely backwards because Dick is here, holding Bruce, touching him like this. He's holding on and fingers move to encircle the nape of his neck, meeting the other set of fingers there. Dick pulls their lips together so that he can remind Bruce what this is, that this is anything but routine anymore.

Maybe it will be routine one day. Dick's and Bruce have started something new, and Dick knows that he'll get ticked off, and he'll be a brat about it, but he'll always come back to this. He's not leaving it, or giving up. He's too damn stubborn to. He would have given up on being a vigilante a long time ago if he wasn't so damn stubborn, but it's built into who he is as a person.

This is what he needs, he presses that much into their kiss, holding it longer than their simple little touches and brushes-- this kiss means something, and it's one of tongue and lips, tasting and teasing. Dick gives as he takes before breaking it.]

Well, now you can think about this, and why I changed back only into a bathrobe. I know it's not easy for you. I really do. I work non-stop, and so often I've neglected everyone, and everything around me. I forgot people existed and ruined every relationship I had with a woman before this. Then I died. Life is short, so fucking short. I don't want to spend every second on paperwork anymore. It's important, but so are kisses that leave you breathless.