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( the feeling of sick around him is warm and tight and everything he couldn't even begin to imagine. it's a sweetness that burns even bruce and it takes everything within him from pulling slender hips flush against him and burying himself tight inside dick. he can't. not yet. but damn if he doesn't want to.

taking a second, he breathes. )

You're being impatient.

( and as much as he wants to sink himself deep inside the other man, he doesn't want to hurt him. rough is fine. but he needs to get used to this first. they both do.

fingers gripping tight to hips, he swallows — admires the way his cock looks partially sheathed inside the other man and he licks over his lips. lets his eyes fall shut. just for a moment. just to find the self-control he knows he's capable of.

after a moment, a hand falls away from a hip and the heel of his palm presses into the bed next to dick. bracing himself over the other man from behind. head hangs, eyes shut, head spinning as a sound threatens to spill from him. he wants to move — to plunge himself inside dick and claim him as his for the night. the temptation to becomes more difficult to resist, strands of dark hair falling in front of his face. )

Just a little more. ( words soft, breath warm on dick's shoulder from behind, lips pressing to skin as he speaks. ) You're doing so good.