[The last thing Jason means to do is make Dick self conscious. He's just happy, and can't quite contain it.
Jason strokes a hand down the line of Dick's back as he works that lone finger into him, his own breathing and heartbeat loud in his ears.
And god but that's a hit to his ego. The notion that he's the only one who gets to see Dick like this, the one to carve out a space inside Dick for himself - it's a powerful feeling. And it makes Jason a little tender, too, that he's being given it.]
I'll look whenever you want me to. You're beautiful. Look so good like this, feel so tight around my finger. Do you like it? Want you to like this, love it the way I loved you fucking me.
[Jason's words are half panted, and he bites back a groan at the clench around his fingers as he eases a second inside of Dick, twisting a little, trying to find the right spot to hopefully ensure Dick DOES like it.]
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Jason strokes a hand down the line of Dick's back as he works that lone finger into him, his own breathing and heartbeat loud in his ears.
And god but that's a hit to his ego. The notion that he's the only one who gets to see Dick like this, the one to carve out a space inside Dick for himself - it's a powerful feeling. And it makes Jason a little tender, too, that he's being given it.]
I'll look whenever you want me to. You're beautiful. Look so good like this, feel so tight around my finger. Do you like it? Want you to like this, love it the way I loved you fucking me.
[Jason's words are half panted, and he bites back a groan at the clench around his fingers as he eases a second inside of Dick, twisting a little, trying to find the right spot to hopefully ensure Dick DOES like it.]