[Oh god. That. There. Even with how things had been, Dick didn't expect Bruce of all people to be a pliant individual when it came down to it. He couldn't think about his mentor any longer-- the correlations that had been playing back and forth in Dick's brain ended abruptly at his doorway. All he could fathom now was this man. This Bruce and Batman, carved from alabaster, so alike and yet so different from himself. This man that made Dick crave and his body flame and need with an aching depravity.

When Bruce's fingers found his neck, and those teeth found his lip, Dick's body surged to life. The fingers that he held Bruce with gripped tighter and he let slip a sigh.]

Yes, Bruce. Fuck yes. This is what I want.

[He gazed directly at the other, pressing his hip in tightly so that there was no doubt of exactly how much he wanted this. Dick's adam apple rose and fell as he swallowed against the press of Bruce's mouth. His neck was one of the more sensitive area's on his body, and it was hard to hide exactly how much it affected him.]

I haven't wanted another man until you, but yes. You.

[His head fell back, and he closed his eyes, shuttering them briefly against the moment. The pull of another that could hold him in his place was something he hadn't come across, and it turned Dick on even further. He pulled his head back up straight, yanking against the fingers that held the hairs at the base of his neck, reveling in the pain. ]

You're my little dark secret.

[Moving his hands, Dick pulled Bruce with him to the bed until the rise of it rested against the back of Bruce's knees. He reached between them and flicked open the button at Bruce's waist, exchanging short biting kisses while he pulled down the zipper then slowly ran only his thumbs around the top waistband holding the pants up, enjoying the soft skin beneath the fabric.]