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[There's a bright laugh that happens when Dick gets pulled back onto the couch in what he feels is more like a flop over the edge than anything respectful. Laying across Bruce, Dick moves and settles so that they're at least comfortable, no elbows or knees in unkind places. ]

You think I should, hm? I can do this.

[Taking the pathway of most enjoyment, Dick begins to work his way down Bruce's body. It's a tapestry of artwork now that he's more familiar with it. He's spent the night combing over it with his fingers, and watching it move as they've laid together naked. Now his mouth knows where to kiss, sensitive spots, and scars alike. Long lingering kisses, and lazy laps of tongue. Dick offers a few more marks that will thrive for the next few days as well.

He spends his time enjoying dark circles, one on each side with his tongue, teeth and full mouth-- playing and teasing until he makes Bruce give up one of his little noises. Then he finally moves to kneeling between legs. Fingers work at the pants until they're caught on sharp hips. Dick's strength pulls them up, one side and then the other and works the pants off, it's the same with the things beneath the pants.

Both are laid neatly over the back of the couch until they are naked together. Bruce lowers himself and grins.]

Is this what you wanted, or did you want more.