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( the kiss is filthy and messy like all of this between them. bruce welcomes it — welcomes the other man’s 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 won’t 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 fed… he can let this feeling linger for a little longer. he deserves it… they both do, don’t they?

softly, a huff of laughter leaves him against the other man’s mouth and he noses at him with a hazy look there in those blue eyes of his. )

You still want more after that, huh?

( it’s more rhetorical than anything else. he damn well knows the other man wants and needs more. he does, too.

a sharp nip to dick’s lower lip, he eyes him there, close still, hand at the nape of dick’s 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 dick’s as he murmurs: ) But don’t make yourself come. That’s for me to do.