( the kiss is filthy and messy like all of this between them. bruce welcomes it β welcomes the other manβs tongue in his mouth as he holds tight to the nape of his neck with a hand. breathless, spent, intoxicated with how it feels to be like this. it wonβt last, this feeling. at some point his logical mind will catch up with him and question all of this, but. for now, his head still buzzes from that high, skin flushed and warm to the touch despite how pale he often is.
dick had been such a good boy down on his knees, mouth open and eager to be fedβ¦ he can let this feeling linger for a little longer. he deserves itβ¦ they both do, donβt they?
softly, a huff of laughter leaves him against the other manβs mouth and he noses at him with a hazy look there in those blue eyes of his. )
You still want more after that, huh?
( itβs more rhetorical than anything else. he damn well knows the other man wants and needs more. he does, too.
a sharp nip to dickβs lower lip, he eyes him there, close still, hand at the nape of dickβs neck smoothing down the slope of it instead, pad of his thumb brushing over a collarbone. )
Show how much you want it. ( a beat, a glance down some to the side. ) On the bed. ( lips brushing over dickβs as he murmurs: ) But donβt make yourself come. Thatβs for me to do.
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dick had been such a good boy down on his knees, mouth open and eager to be fedβ¦ he can let this feeling linger for a little longer. he deserves itβ¦ they both do, donβt they?
softly, a huff of laughter leaves him against the other manβs mouth and he noses at him with a hazy look there in those blue eyes of his. )
You still want more after that, huh?
( itβs more rhetorical than anything else. he damn well knows the other man wants and needs more. he does, too.
a sharp nip to dickβs lower lip, he eyes him there, close still, hand at the nape of dickβs neck smoothing down the slope of it instead, pad of his thumb brushing over a collarbone. )
Show how much you want it. ( a beat, a glance down some to the side. ) On the bed. ( lips brushing over dickβs as he murmurs: ) But donβt make yourself come. Thatβs for me to do.