There's an awful lot of breathin' room, but I can hardly move

[The words surprise him for a second, but he smiles and shakes his head. That hadn't been what he meant, but it feels good that Bruce wants him there. It feels nice to be touched again. Moving in closer, Dick closes his eyes at the touch to his hair and leans in deeper still so he can let their noses brush.

Carefully, Dick grazes his lips across Bruce's, leaving them close.]

I wasn't going to leave the bedroom. I was merely going to let you be, and lay over on my side if you were tired of me and needed time to not be touched. I know that you aren't used to it, but I think you also need it. I'm not sure. I know that I enjoy it. A nap is fine if you need one.

[Lowering his head, Dick kisses along Bruce's jaw and then back up, counting ribs with his fingertips, not too soft-- not to tickle, but gentle enough to be tender, caress. ]