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[The question was more about exactly what Bruce wanted this time. Dick remembers the first time. It was his first after all. It's burned into his memory, and while it wasn't the way he dreamed his first time might be-- there were moments that turned it around. There were moments where Bruce laid against his back and kissed him, moments where Dick will always remember that weight as their bodies moved together. He can't forget that. He will never forget the tight, warm, pressure that filled him to completion which came only by way of the man which he looks down upon now. They are one and the same, even if the atmosphere is so very different.

A shift has taken place somewhere and there's a language that's been taught and learned. This is where it started, but the night was very different when it started previously. It was hesitant and fraught with nerves, tight and full of unknown tensions. Now there's what lay in the present. It's softer, and nerves have been chased away, replaced by glances and huffs, brushes of hair and noses.

Nipping at Bruce's bottom lip, he sucks at it and then kisses over his neck with a hum of his own.]

I know you know that. The question is how do you want this time to go.

[Shifting his body, Dick's tongue circles a nipple and pulls it deep in his mouth, licking and plucking at it as he sucks over the entire thing before releasing it, to move across and do the same thing to the other side.]