[[ooc: Yeah, I've had troubles having Dick brain, and smut mode. Couple of doctors are switching up drugs on me all at once, so I'm super foggy brain. So, forgive if this goes in some odd direction or if words get too repetitive. I try, I try!!! There's love behind it. That's all I know. <3 PS, you know I found out there are people (or at least a person) actively tracking and reading this thread? eeek. it scares me a little now. ha]
[It's not like Dick has never felt a pair of lips around his cock before, never felt the glistening warmth of someone's mouth as they savored the weight of his tip, sampling the bitter flavor of his come while he laid back and grappled with their hair. Dick's been through this experience, but it's different when it comes to Bruce. It's all different when it comes to Bruce and that's the point, isn't it?
The fingers that brush back that pretty hair so Dick can gaze at the mouth as it rounds out slightly when Bruce opens up to take in Dick's tip, hold on tight until he lifts back. Dick puffs out a heated round of air, suffering another gasp at that tiny pop, so indignant in its half promise. The thought that what comes off, might come back-- but instead there are playful teasing words. ]
No, I don't think so. I think I'm good.
[There's no way Dick's going to come right this second, or even in the next thirty, or sixty seconds. He's got quite a bit of stamina built up in him. They've gotten off twice already, and Dick is ready for this one. There might be a hard cock standing tall against his stomach, glistening with all the thoughts of what Bruce can and might do to it, but it's going to stand the test of time if Dick has any say. He's going to try at least.
The fingers around it feel like fate. He's felt them already, and knows the calm death they bring. Inhaling deep, Dick shakes his head.]
No matter if I go now or later, I want to go with you inside me no matter what. I want to feel you again. Bruce. I want to come with you pushing your cock as deep inside me as you can, but this time I want you facing me. I want to wrap my legs high around your back and show you how flexible I can be, and how deep you can go.
[The hell with mincing words, it's hard to think of anything else when Bruce is there holding his cock hostage.] Suck me, and then fuck me, but please, fuck me. I-- please.
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[It's not like Dick has never felt a pair of lips around his cock before, never felt the glistening warmth of someone's mouth as they savored the weight of his tip, sampling the bitter flavor of his come while he laid back and grappled with their hair. Dick's been through this experience, but it's different when it comes to Bruce. It's all different when it comes to Bruce and that's the point, isn't it?
The fingers that brush back that pretty hair so Dick can gaze at the mouth as it rounds out slightly when Bruce opens up to take in Dick's tip, hold on tight until he lifts back. Dick puffs out a heated round of air, suffering another gasp at that tiny pop, so indignant in its half promise. The thought that what comes off, might come back-- but instead there are playful teasing words. ]
No, I don't think so. I think I'm good.
[There's no way Dick's going to come right this second, or even in the next thirty, or sixty seconds. He's got quite a bit of stamina built up in him. They've gotten off twice already, and Dick is ready for this one. There might be a hard cock standing tall against his stomach, glistening with all the thoughts of what Bruce can and might do to it, but it's going to stand the test of time if Dick has any say. He's going to try at least.
The fingers around it feel like fate. He's felt them already, and knows the calm death they bring. Inhaling deep, Dick shakes his head.]
No matter if I go now or later, I want to go with you inside me no matter what. I want to feel you again. Bruce. I want to come with you pushing your cock as deep inside me as you can, but this time I want you facing me. I want to wrap my legs high around your back and show you how flexible I can be, and how deep you can go.
[The hell with mincing words, it's hard to think of anything else when Bruce is there holding his cock hostage.] Suck me, and then fuck me, but please, fuck me. I-- please.