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Tim's eyelashes were indeed the most gorgeous window dressings that Dick had ever seen. They were long and fluttered open and closed at seemingly the exact right moments to turn Dick in leaps and bounds. The way they laid against his pale or rosy cheeks, given the moment, always drew Dick's breath inward and made him speechless for at least five to ten seconds. Tim himself made Dick speechless more and more now. The desire on his features, and the way those reddened lips parted -- only tore moans from Dick.

"I know. I'm only enjoying what I'm doing. I'll get some lube from the drawer. I don't want you to be uncomfortable when the time comes." If Tim had any further questions about Dick actually fucking him, there was his answer completely. Dick wasn't only going to use his fingers. He had every intention of being one with Tim tonight. Dick wanted to finish all that they had started. He had to find out what it was all about. It was important to him, given how he was beginning to feel.

Leaning down, Dick ran his tongue along the spot where he'd pulled his finger from. He wanted to know how it felt and the best way to judge it would be to do it to someone else for now. He also wanted Tim's first time with him to feel amazing. He only licked across the tight entrance a few times because he was anxious and knew that Tim was dripping wet and feeling overwhelmed by need. "I wanted to know how that felt for you. We'll do more of that next time. There will be a next time." He shared and crawled up Tim's body to the end table.

Grabbing out a bottle of lube from the side drawer, Dick took a deep breath. This was going to be so new for him. He kissed Tim again, letting out a shudder of uncertainty. He'd already been told that Tim wanted this, wanted him. He hoped that this would be good for Tim. Dick didn't know the angles or the way to do this-- but he would try.