[Even though they'd been alone at the bar, Jason had stood taller, had been more interested in being in Dick's space, challenging his moves and digging into the little crevices of weaknesses he found. Now that they've returned to a more neutral space Dick finds the change enlightening. The attraction is still there, how could it not be. There's both personalities running beneath the surface, dancing for control, but this is the one that lives day to day, even if the other peeks out to push and prod when it needs to.
Dick follows the line of weapons along the wall to the bed and glances around for other seating. If he finds it, that's where he settles down, if not-- then it's all about the bed. It's only a means to finding some place to relax after all the tension he's worked through. While getting an earthshattering blowjob might not sound like something that creates tension, it certainly worked a few rocks into Dick's back and shoulders seconds after he came.
That's how he knows that he shouldn't be here, but it doesn't matter because Dick doesn't listen to the common sense in his head the majority of the time. He told himself that he would after the pit, but apparently the little voice in his head is easy to silence with a bit of pretend toilet paper shoved between his ears. ]
She's pretty, makes sense. I've got one as well, but she's in for a tune-up.
[Eyes follow Jason as he moves, and watch carefully as he removes the weapons from his body. It's always a small chore dressing down after being out. Dick knows the process well, at least how it goes from his end. He imagines that Jason carries enough gear on him to do the job equally as well, especially since he's been doing it solo a lot longer. ]
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Dick follows the line of weapons along the wall to the bed and glances around for other seating. If he finds it, that's where he settles down, if not-- then it's all about the bed. It's only a means to finding some place to relax after all the tension he's worked through. While getting an earthshattering blowjob might not sound like something that creates tension, it certainly worked a few rocks into Dick's back and shoulders seconds after he came.
That's how he knows that he shouldn't be here, but it doesn't matter because Dick doesn't listen to the common sense in his head the majority of the time. He told himself that he would after the pit, but apparently the little voice in his head is easy to silence with a bit of pretend toilet paper shoved between his ears. ]
She's pretty, makes sense. I've got one as well, but she's in for a tune-up.
[Eyes follow Jason as he moves, and watch carefully as he removes the weapons from his body. It's always a small chore dressing down after being out. Dick knows the process well, at least how it goes from his end. He imagines that Jason carries enough gear on him to do the job equally as well, especially since he's been doing it solo a lot longer. ]