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Hearing Dick plead with him, beg for it, for him, had Jace pressing his assault, knowing just by feel that it was more giving than simply muscles slipping around making room for him. Jace would make for it with the aftercare and dinner, but he knew he needed Dick around him as much as the crimefighter needed the blond in him.

A whole-body shiver raked Jace's frame the moment he felt himself all the way in. Eyes closed and he sent a silent prayer up to The Angel that he didn't blow his load right then. When his eyes finally flitted opened and he saw Dick's face watching him, Jace gave a wobbly smile, then a more assured one. "If you could take a gym day off from working your ass muscles, my dick would appreciate it," he lied, his body pressing forward and forward, and then forward some more as one knee lifted up and rested on the thick wood top.

With one hand keeping him levered upright, Jace's other hand cupped the back of Dick's head, drawing him close enough to lick at the warm beads that began to run down the front of his chest from the minor wound. "Gonna fuck you sweetly," Jace murmured to the air beside Dick's ear, his hips already starting a slow warble, rocking gently from side to side. The desk would quake, eventually.

Until then, Jace just made himself at home inside his lower, and the moment Dick lifted his mouth from his shoulder, Jace's found it, sucking the wet bottom lip between his teeth as his hips finally drew back to thrust with more authority inside of Dick. A low growl left his throat and buzzed against the other's lips. Now with a free hand again, Jace let it drop down and grip Dick's hip, thumb pressing into skin, knowing Dick was only still because he chose to be.

The sound as his hips pulled back was slick but barely audible over their pants. "Dick," Jace almost whined, feeling Dick's inside cozy up around his shaftmkaing Jace pause in his movements.