The very moment that Dick realized exactly how badly he fucked Tim up, he panicked slightly. He'd never done anything like that before. Sure, he'd had someone deep throat him, but he'd never forced it or pushed the person beyond their comfort level-- which is something he'd done here. Seeing the dampness that had left long lines on the deserts of Tim's cheeks, Dick immediately captured them and kissed the signs of his harshness away.

It took time for Dick to realize that there was a deep welling undercurrent of absolute peace that feathered itself around the young man. Dick might have abused him, but there was no fear or terror on Tim's features. Dick let out a shaky breath and inhaled a few times. Letting himself enjoy the relaxation that came with the type of out-of-this-world orgasm that he had Dick pulled the younger up close.

Without saying a word, Dick licked up a bit of come from the corner of Tim's lip, humming softly after. He'd accidentally got his come on his fingers before, but he certainly never licked it off. This was one for the record books. "You. You are something else. That was the most wonderful thing anyone has ever done for me, Tim. I don't ever want you to push yourself beyond what you're comfortable with. Always feel free to tap out, and red can be a code word for stopping, yellow means you're getting close, okay? I don't want to get to a place where you could be hurt."

Lips brushed carefully over swollen lips, and Dick nuzzled Tim's face softly. He wanted the other so much, still that he could feel his cock throb even though it was so completely spent. Kissing along Tim's collar, Dick sucked up a small mark and then another. He wanted Tim to know that this meant something to him, that Tim meant something to him. He wanted to leave marks that the other could look back on and remember this moment by.