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It's no trouble.

[Inhale and then exhale. There's got to be a strategy to this, to intimacy to this desire to keep someone near even when Dick doesn't know how long he gets it for. There's more. Dick wants to continue to talk, to keep their bodies naked and alive, touching here and there -- so that it doesn't stop for as long as he can.

Maybe he shouldn't have mentioned food, but the truth was they had to eat. Even now his stomach turns over and announces its presence. He chuckles and runs a hand along Bruce's hip and along the curve of his ass. He noses a last lingering kiss to the base of the other man's neck, right there at the crease, far below his ear. ]

Yeah, I guess I should throw on a robe and go to the front door to get it. We can eat it naked in bed if you want. It would make Alfred throw a fit, but he's not here. It's just us. Or, you can get the other robe hanging on the rack next to the towels.

[Cupping Bruce's face one final time, Dick leans over and kisses him lightly and then leaves the shower. He uses one of the warm towels to dry off and then dresses in the robe and heads off to get the Chinese from the front door, and some bottles of water from the kitchen.

Reappearing, he sets it all on the bed, plates, silverware and the like as well, in case they want to be formal and not just dig all the food out of the containers like Dick normally does.]