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I want it all. Bruce, I want you.

[There might have been a terseness built around Dick before he held Bruce's cock in his mouth. A great hesitence to say anything that had crossed the fantasies he'd held previously, but after swallowing long ropes of this man's bitter hot semen -- that was gone. Instead, here stood someone who was unafraid to speak of what they wanted, what they have so desperately desired for what feels like ages.

There's never been another person who Dick would ever trust like this. No one that the vigilante would ever let see in this state. It's only ever been one man, and Dick only ever knew that he wanted it recently. The hard planes and sharp tight lines of another man laying so perfectly against his own frame. There's nothing like the release that comes from that type of craving.

Pulling down the boxer briefs and the jeans he'd already opened, Dick lays himself naked before Bruce on the bed. His cock lays flat against his stomach, a touch to the right. Running his fingers over the head smears pre across the entire thing, allowing Dick the slow, light release of the smallest bit of pressure. He takes a deep breath and sticks one of his fingers in his mouth, and sucks at it noisily and in such a debauched way that any porn channel would have picked it up and sold it to the masses.]

Tell me what you want me to do with it.