( the discussion of this alone is enough to possibly pull him out of the moment β to reconsider and think it best to simply leave this where it's currently at before it leads to something they'll both be unable to stop themselves from. again, more for dick's sake, since this isn't liable to be as messed up for him as it could potentially be for dick and he likes dick. he does. if this somehow ends up hurting him in ways that will leave more scars on him... can he really be responsible for that? can he really be this selfish right now?
if not for dick's touch β if not for the way he pulls him from the couch, he might have considered it. might have pulled away with a shake of his head and slipped that hand back into his pocket as a means to keep distance between them. bruce is good at that after all: keeping others at arms length and denying himself the things he wants [to feel] because he shouldn't. but that touch grounds him in a way that pulls him from his thoughts, if even momentarily, and those blue eyes of his look up to the other man, fingers gentle in the way they seem to rub against dick's. )
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if not for dick's touch β if not for the way he pulls him from the couch, he might have considered it. might have pulled away with a shake of his head and slipped that hand back into his pocket as a means to keep distance between them. bruce is good at that after all: keeping others at arms length and denying himself the things he wants [to feel] because he shouldn't. but that touch grounds him in a way that pulls him from his thoughts, if even momentarily, and those blue eyes of his look up to the other man, fingers gentle in the way they seem to rub against dick's. )
Just tell me what you want.
( a beat, a lick over his own lips. )
Or show me.