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Bad at talking, knowing when to stop, when to go on, Dick had no idea what he was doing here with Tim, beyond drowning. It felt like he could continue on this path and who knew where it would take them both. There was a lot to take on in one night, but this singular influx of desire had been shooting across Dick's nerves for longer than he wanted to ever express. How many times had his fantasies shifted in the middle to dark shocks of hair and Tim's vibrant blue eyes. Curves became sharp planes, and now he was feeling all of this for real.
The way Tim flowed across his palate only made Dick hungry for so much more. Anytime he thought about pulling away, about stopping, he'd find another spot, another bit to lick or nip at that had him eagerly brandishing forward instead of breaking away. When Tim pulled back to take off his shirt, Dick inhaled deeply. He'd seen Tim without a shirt plenty of times, but this was so impossibly different. This was for Dick alone. Cautious fingers reached up and ran along the planes of his stomach, the slope of muscles in his chest.
They all worked terribly hard for the bodies they had, and Tim was no different. He might be the brains of the outfit, but he was a bird and built like one as well. "Fuck." Dick whispered, and bit at his lip. He leaned forward and kissed the side of Tim's neck, then lower, across his collarbone, lapping up little tiny marks that would only last the night, sucking them as he moved along the other male's shoulder.
Moving back to lick into Tim's mouth, Dick brought his own shirt up and over his head, barely breaking the short eager kisses to do it. What they lacked in length, they made up for in depth. Dick licked, bit and sucked at Tim's mouth, losing all desire to restrain himself. "If you want me to stop, tell me." He moved in as close as humanly possible, needing to feel the closest contact between their bodies he could manage.
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The moment that Dick's shirt was off, he let his greedy fingers slide along his newly exposed skin. Tim worshiped each scar with an earnest reverence, only taking his eyes off of what he was doing because he was so preoccupied in being kissed. "Does it feel like I want you to stop?" His voice was soft and low, a smile tugging at his lips even as Dick continued to taste him. There was no way he was going to put a stop to things, would probably do or say anything the older vigilante demanded. He wanted to please him so, so much.
As Dick tried to move even closer, Tim pushed him back a bit. Just to get him into the right position that he could crawl onto his lap and straddle his muscular thighs. It was a vulnerable position, made it much easier to tell what sort of effect all of the intimacy was having on his body. He did his best not to pay it any mind, wrapping his arms around Dick's neck and leaning in to kiss him again. Close like this, he could feel the warmth of the older man's skin as it brushed against his own.
His hips seemed to move without his input, grinding down to try to get some friction. the next time that they parted for breath, it was Tim's mouth that got to explore. He gave a few little sharp bites to Dick's shoulder, then pressed sweet little apologetic kisses to the skin. "Tell me what you want, Dick." A sweet little plea, because he wanted nothing more than to give Dick everything that he desired. "Tell me what you want and I'll do it."
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There was a reverence in the way Tim touched Dick that almost surprised him. It took him back to one of the first times Dick realized that he felt differently about Tim. They were training, and the other struck out, sweat gleaming off his torso and suddenly Dick's mouth went dry and the entire world narrowed its focus. Dick realized he felt a lot like that now. Leaning upward and pressing down a little against Tim to gain some leverage, Dick whispered against his ear. "You are so good at this. I love the way you touch me. It feels so good."
If Tim didn't want to stop, then who was Dick to put a halt to it. It might be the responsible thing, but right now, Dick wasn't being responsible. He could fuck up a whole lot, but maybe he'd find something that could work, something different enough he wouldn't fuck it up. When Tim climbs in his lap, Dick hisses out his pleasure and licks over his bottom lip, sucking at it while he looks up at the younger male. His hands immediately move to Tim's hips and slide along them up and down, pressing Tim down against his lap.
It's impossible to hide how much this has affected Dick as well. He rolls his hips in accordance with Tim, heaving out a breath. "Fuck. You feel so good, Tim. I never knew it could feel like this." Running hands up, Dick reaches out and twists at Tim's nipples, tugging at one hard while he moves to clamp his mouth over the other, flicking his tongue around and against it over and over, bringing it to a rigid peak. Pulling back with a nip, he glances back up. "I want more, more of all this. I want, I want you." Dick says honestly. He may not have done any of this before, but he knows he wants that ultimately.
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The sound that left Tim when his nipples were abused was a little higher pitched, a gasp of delight at how good it felt. Without even thinking his hands moved to Dick's hair, brushing through the soft strands to encourage more of the sensation. "God, Dick, I-" A moan cut him off, louder this time as he gave Dick's hair a soft tug. Tim was so quiet normally, even beyond his training in stealth. That he was willing to let the older man hear how good he felt said an awful lot.
A coquettish little smile pulled onto his lips when Dick told him that he wanted him. Tim slid his hand down the older man's chest, gently pushing himself up and off of his lap. Instantly, he regretted it, but told himself that it would be worth it for what he wanted to do next. First, his hands moved to his own jeans, popping the button and sliding them down off of his slim hips and letting them fall to the floor. Tim was left in nothing but tight black boxer briefs, but he didn't stay still for long.
The younger of the two moved to his knees on the floor, gazing up at Dick with his eyes practically glowing. "I want to... will you let me blow you?" Heat rose in his cheeks at actually verbalizing it, but he knew he needed to ask for what he wanted. Tim placed his hands on top of Dick's thighs and leaned in to nuzzle at the inside of his knee. "Please."
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Feeling those fingers in his hair only made Dick more determined to get this right. His fingers curled into the thigh they rested on, digging against the fabric of Tim's pants. They slid upward to rest close enough to Tim's dick that his knuckles brushed against the rounding of his sac. Dick was a man obsessed with the younger's nipples. He was certain to find everything he wanted right there. When he pulled away, and spoke it only surprised him for a second.
There was something to be said for watching the younger male strip down like this for the first time. Dick knew that it was for him. That Tim was his right now. It made the horses galloping in his stomach gain speed, and his chest began to beat a thunderous rhythm against his rib cage. Dick reached down and ran his hand across his cock, stroking it softly through his pants. After a few seconds, he too undid his jeans and lifted his hips enough to slip them down and off, leaving him in black boxer briefs.
"Fuck Tim. I've- I mean, I want you to, yeah." It was hard to reconcile what they were doing now and then. Tim was so different like this, and he was male. Dick knew that this was going to be something new compared to anything he'd had done to him before, and he wanted it with the desire of a thousand suns. Fuck did he want this. He wanted Tim. Reaching out, Dick brushed his fingers along his cheek and placed a hand on top of his head and lightly encouraged him forward. Pulling out his cock, Dick looked at Tim. "It's all yours. Suck it good for me."
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Those thoughts were pretty quickly wiped from his mind as when his eyes snapped open to see Dick ease his cock from his boxer briefs. The pretty shade of red on Tim's cheeks darkened, but the smile on his lips was rather coy. "I'll do my best." His voice was practically a purr, like a cat that had gotten away with stealing cream. No Robin could ever have been truly timid and he was no exception. The high of being like this was similar to the rush he got when leaping from a building.
One of his hands wrapped loosely around his cock and Tim leaned forward to press a sweet gentle kiss against the tip. Then he slid himself closer, leaving a trail of suckling little kisses that traced a vein along the underside of his length while his thumb idly rubbed at the head. He was being a bit of a tease, yes, rather than just getting right to it. But to him, the build up was half the fun, and he wanted to see just how far gone he could get the older man. There would be plenty of time to enjoy choking himself on Dick's cock once he got him a little more worked up.
"I like how you taste." The younger of the two said, lips brushing against him as they formed each word. He gazed up at him with those big, bright blue eyes, almost looking as though he could see right through him. Tim's free hand cupped Dick's balls, toying with them as he continued to cover his cock in kisses and occasionally let his tongue flick out to taste him again. Finally, when he felt like he allowed himself to luxuriate enough, he took the head between his lips and gave a soft suck, but he didn't lower his head down just yet. He was having too much fun playing.
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How could simple words make him want this so much more. It was like Tim was somehow the Dick whisperer, in a very real and metaphorical sense. The moment his kiss reached out to touch the tip of Dick's cock, the older male moaned and licked sharply across his lips. "Holy fuck, Tim." He was stunned at how good it felt. Dick had no concept of what it might be like for the young Robin to actually do this thing Dick that had swirled around in Dick's brain for so long. The more his mouth sucked along Dick's length, the more sounds he made.
It wasn't like Dick hadn't ever had anyone do this for him, but this meant so much more. It was more intimate somehow because it was Tim, and this was someone he cared about. This was a young man he'd admired for so many reasons, and it should be slightly forbidden, but Dick didn't care. He wanted this now and there was no going back. His free hand ran softly along Tim's shoulder. He glanced down at the other and smiled at the compliment. "Do you? I was hoping it would be okay. I wasn't sure. You're so good at kissing my cock. I like how it feels. I want more..."
Biting at his lip, Dick hissed inward when his sac was cupped, and starred deeply in to those bright blue eyes. His own dark brown ones different than others similar to him, but marking him unique. When Tim finally took the head of his cock in, Dick leaned his head back and moaned. "Yes. please. Oh god, yes, Tim." He pushed on the other male's head some and panted just a little. Dick knew all about good foreplay, but he was almost always the one that initiated it, and he couldn't recall another person luxuriating over his cock like this. It was driving him crazy, but fuck if it didn't feel amazing.
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At the nudge, the younger of the two finally relented and eased himself down, taking more and more of that thick cock into his mouth. Tim still went slow at first, though this time it was more about letting himself adjust to the feeling than just being a tease. The red of his lips grew darker with each pass. He couldn't help the way he drooled around the shaft, loud slurps joining the sounds that bounced around the walls around them. There were a few drops of saliva that managed to escape regardless, running down his chin and making him look even more messy.
He relaxed his throat, fighting the urge to gag as he forced himself down until his nose pressed against the older man's body. Tim was struggling, but far too determined to give up easily. He gave a soft hum, the sound sending vibrations up Dick's erection. His wet eyelashes fluttered as he pulled his head up, sucking in a few gasping breaths. Then he was right back at it, hand continuing to massage his sac as he sucked him down again.
With each bob of his head he grew more comfortable, and soon he wasn't having to completely pull off for air. Every swallow around his cock made a small gulping sound, but everything else was muffled by his throat being full. His hands gripped tight at Dick's thighs, doing his best to keep him from moving. Tim didn't want to end up losing so much oxygen that he passed out. That would not be sexy.
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Wetting his lips, Dick fought to keep his eyes open so he could watch with fascination the face he knew for so long, doing something he never thought to see. It was far more beautiful than anything he'd imagined. It felt better too. His hand had nothing on the way Tim's mouth worked. When Tim's lips found that sweetest place to kiss, Dick gasped, and threw his head back in a long moan. His voice curled at the end into a purr. "Oh god. No one has ever done that before. You're the best fucking head I've ever had. Tiiim.." The name was a long sound in the back of Dick's throat.
The older male fought hard not to thrust up into those perfectly red, glistening lips. He wanted to hear the way Tim gagged on his cock. It was cruel, indeed, but Dick had some sadistic part of him that wanted to know. He panted hard as he fought against the need. The fingers he had in Tim's hair tightened when the young male came up for air. The better Tim got, the easier Dick knew it would have been to thrust upward. He pushed up a little, but was held back. "Fuck, oh god. Tim. You're gonna have me coming in no time. Just like that. Don't stop. Jesus, fucking. Hell. "
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Every word of praise, the way his name sounded coming from his mentor's lips, it all sent jolts straight to his tip. He was throbbing in his boxers, a small wet spot forming from the sheer amount of precome leaking out of him. He wasn't even being touched but it hardly seemed to matter. Embarrassingly, if he tried to, he could probably come just from gagging on Dick's cock. Tim moaned like a whore around him, adding even more vibrations into the mix as he did so.
God, was he even going to be able to talk the next day? It didn't seem to matter. He pushed himself harder, made his head bob faster as he swallowed desperately. Tim was starting to get a lightheaded from the lack of proper oxygen, but somehow even that just added to how good he felt. Like he was floating, not a care in the world as fuzzy black spots appeared before his pretty blue eyes. The only thing on his mind, the only thing that mattered, was getting Dick to come down his throat. The rest of the world could have crumbled around them and Tim wouldn't have noticed.
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"Fuck, oh gods, Tim. TIM." Dick moaned the young male's name over and over as a mantra every single time his cock hit the back of Tim's throat. Dick was careful to pull back now and then so that there was space for Tim to suck up air through his nose. He didn't want the other to fall too far gone. Feeling Tim moan around Dick's cock only made it pulse with ecstasy. Dick knew that he wouldn't last too much longer with treatment like this. Rubbing his fingers around in Tim's hair, he watched as his cock disappeared completely with every complete thrust of his hips.
"Jesus you're so fucking good at this. I've never had anyone do this like this.." Dick moaned the words out, choking them out himself as he tried hard to hold onto his orgasm, edging himself for a little bit. This was far too good to let it end too soon, or let a drop of it go to waste.
"Shit, shit. Fuck. Tim. I'm gonna come. Fuck yes. like that.." Dick noticed for one second the glaze over Tim's eyes, but he didn't have but a second to see it before his own eyes shut tight and he thrust forward tightly, damning himself to hell. He pulled on that beautiful hair at the same time and knew that he bruised the back of Tim's throat as his body spilled pure white come in long streams over and over. Crying out, Dick didn't think it'd ever stop. Finally, he let go completely, and pulled Tim back, making sure he was alright.
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The moment that his hair was let go of, he pulled himself backwards and gulped down air in between a few soft coughs. It took a few rough breaths to get himself back together again. Almost immediately Tim rest his cheek against one of Dick's thighs, eyes shut as he tried to regain his sense of self. He'd never pushed himself that hard for anyone before, and he knew he'd do it all over again without a hint of hesitation if he was asked to. Which was a little dangerous, but anyone that knew him was well aware of his lack of self preservation instincts.
As his eyes slid back open again, he looked a little less distant. Just turned his adoring gaze up to Dick and offered him a smile as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. His lips were still red, and he didn't even want to attempt to talk because he was sure it would hurt. But Tim looked absolutely blissful, despite the fact that he hadn't actually gotten any physical pleasure for himself. For some reason that he couldn't quite place, it wasn't even that important to him at the moment. He could worry about it later.
Tim found himself just wanting to be close to Dick. It wasn't a normal thought for him, not with anyone, so it did come as a bit of a surprise. Then again, no one had ever gotten him so close to falling into subspace before.
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It took time for Dick to realize that there was a deep welling undercurrent of absolute peace that feathered itself around the young man. Dick might have abused him, but there was no fear or terror on Tim's features. Dick let out a shaky breath and inhaled a few times. Letting himself enjoy the relaxation that came with the type of out-of-this-world orgasm that he had Dick pulled the younger up close.
Without saying a word, Dick licked up a bit of come from the corner of Tim's lip, humming softly after. He'd accidentally got his come on his fingers before, but he certainly never licked it off. This was one for the record books. "You. You are something else. That was the most wonderful thing anyone has ever done for me, Tim. I don't ever want you to push yourself beyond what you're comfortable with. Always feel free to tap out, and red can be a code word for stopping, yellow means you're getting close, okay? I don't want to get to a place where you could be hurt."
Lips brushed carefully over swollen lips, and Dick nuzzled Tim's face softly. He wanted the other so much, still that he could feel his cock throb even though it was so completely spent. Kissing along Tim's collar, Dick sucked up a small mark and then another. He wanted Tim to know that this meant something to him, that Tim meant something to him. He wanted to leave marks that the other could look back on and remember this moment by.
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He resettled on the older vigilante's lap when he was pulled close, trying not to be too instant on his own pleasure. His cock throbbed almost violently in his boxer briefs, but he didn't get the impression that Dick was done with him just yet. But even if he was, Tim wasn't going to say anything. So he practiced his well honed self control and just gently traced his fingertips along any scars along the older man's chest, quietly appreciating them. Scars meant hurt, but they also meant survival.
Dick sucked dark bruises onto his skin and Tim moaned faintly in response. He was sure he would spend the next several days pressing his fingers against them and remembering everything that occurred between the two of them. Being marked had never bothered him any--quite the opposite, actually. He'd always wanted to be someone worth possessing. The way that Dick touched him, lavished him with attention that was both sweet and lascivious, made him feel special.
Tim waited until Dick pulled back from giving him a hickey and turned his head to press a kiss against the other's cheek. Hopefully a silent way of letting him know both that he was okay and that he was pleased with what had happened. Didn't feel like talking much just yet.
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Feeling a little bit of shame from the way he treated Tim, Dick didn't know exactly how to continue. He wanted to be more gentle in the next part. He thought about it and decided on what to do. Kissing along the curt jawline, and back to Tim's mouth, Dick labored there for a while. The kisses were soft, and yet still very intimate. He let Tim have room to breathe throughout, and yet managed to impart the fact that he wanted all of this so much. "Hold onto me. I want to take you to my bed."
Lifting Tim, Dick wrapped his hands around Tim's ass, and carried him back to his bedroom, and his king sized bed. It was one of the few things he allowed himself to splurge on in the apartment. Running careful fingers through Tim's hair, Dick kissed him softly along his forehead, his cheeks and then again softly on Tim's lips. Then he moved back so he could pull off the boxer briefs that Tim wore. Now that they were both naked it would make things easier.
Dick stood in awe as he looked down at the other male's large erection. "Damn, you're so beautiful. I've never thought you'd be like this. I could have never dreamed it up quite this perfect." Dick had trouble thinking of most men this way, but it was so different with Tim. This is what he wanted, needed.
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A soft sound of surprise left him when he was lifted up, and he clung as he was hauled off of the couch. As Dick walked, Tim pressed little kisses against his collarbone, practically purring at the taste of his sweat there. He was a possessive little thing, so he wanted to leave marks all over, but wasn't sure how Dick would feel about ones that would be more difficult to hide. Didn't want to risk ruining the night either. So he did his best to keep his kisses soft and sweet.
The bed was impressive, even better than the one Tim had back at the Nest. Which was saying something, because he spent a pretty penny on that apartment. He allowed himself to sprawl out amongst the soft blankets and gazed up at Dick with that same hero-worship glowing in his eyes. Apparently choking himself on the other's cock hadn't lessened just how much he admired him.
There was no protest as the remainder of his clothing was pulled off, but he did end up blushing at the way Dick stared down at him. "Dick." Tim croaked out, his voice rough. He couldn't help but squirm under his gaze, wanting his approval but definitely not used to someone just staring openly at him while he was naked. Any experiences he'd had before were pretty rushed, and no one took the time to admire him. He reached out, trying to pull the older man close again.
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Once Tim was settled on the bed, Dick took his time lying down. Instead of going to the younger male's hand, he moved to the foot of the mattress. Kneeling, Dick crawled forward and bent up one of Tim's legs. He kissed along the inside of Tim's knee and up his thigh. He paused when he reached the intersection of the other's legs, barely brushing Tim's tight sac with his nose. Turning slightly, he pulled in a bit of flesh and sucked at it tightly, tugging until it was a deep purple. It wasn't until Dick could taste copper flowing over his palate that he knew his mark was good enough. Here, in this place, no one would look and wonder who had been there.
"I love the way you smell.." Dick slowly lifted Tim's cock and lowered his head to lick along the tip. He knew the other was straining and doing his best not to squirm or embarrass himself. Lapping up the pre-come like a kitten, Dick hummed his satisfaction, enjoying the new salty flavor as he twisted his tongue through the slit and then curled around the edges of the large tip. "Fuck, you're big. I never thought I'd want to go down on anyone until now." He gazed up at the man who made his heart pound in his chest and slowly opened his mouth wider and took as much of Tim's cock into his mouth as he could.
Lifting his head slowly, Dick took his time. He took his time to lick as he went down and came up, experimenting with how to give a blow job, enjoying the flavors and smells. Dick hollowed his cheeks out and pulled when he came up, using his hand as he'd seen Tim do the first time. Then, each time he went down, he'd try to push himself further. "Fuck. I love this." He groaned once, spit and more dangling from his mouth to the tip of Tim's cock.
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The dirty talk made it even harder to keep himself still, a low groan leaving him despite the pain his throat was in. His fingers curled into the soft hair at the nape of Dick's neck, not pulling hard enough for any real pain, but still using that grip to show his eagerness. For someone that didn't have experience with men, Tim thought Dick was doing a great job. He'd tell him as much if talking didn't burn. Hopefully the lewd sounds that left him and the way his cock throbbed made that clear enough.
He looked absolutely mesmerized as his cock disappeared between his mentor's lips, unable to help the thrill that built in his belly at how much Dick seemed to like what he was doing. It gave him hope there would be another time they'd do this, beyond that night. Tim was careful never to get his hopes too high, but it was impossible to deny how badly he wanted for things to stay this close between them.
Dick looked so good like that, especially with the thread of saliva connecting his swollen lips to Tim's erection. He gave a desperate squeeze to the hair he was holding, hoping to communicate that he probably wasn't going to last very long. He'd been close to coming just from sucking the older man off, so it wasn't going to take much to get him there. He didn't want it to end too quickly, but he also knew just how pent up he felt.
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Not that Dick was truly paying attention. The night bird was far more engrossed in what he was doing. He was determined to hear more from Tim and to see if he could make the younger male come apart at every little seam like Tim had done when he did this to Dick. Wetting his lips further, Dick used the spit and come to lubricate the surface of Tim's cock as he tried to see how far he could take it.
Having had this done on himself, he wasn't stupid. Dick knew that the more he could take, the better it would feel. He also knew that Tim wouldn't ask for Dick to take more than he could handle the first time or probably any time after. It was already becoming apparent that Tim liked to please Dick if his hoarse voice was anything to judge things by. Eventually, Tim's leaking cock hit the very back of Dick's throat, pressing against the soft tissue there, right before cutting off his air supply.
Taking a deep breath, Dick pushed a little further and brought himself back up, then down again. He worked himself into a furious bob. He moaned as he went down now, eagerly slurping and making a huge mess as he fucked Tim with his mouth. His hands ran up and down the younger male's thighs and up his chest, pinching his nipples. Everything was an encouragement, urging him to hit that perfect place. That one that would have him crying out and drowning Dick in Tim's pleasure.
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The soreness of his throat did little to keep him quiet, it was far beyond his control now. His toes curled desperately, every muscle in his body tense as he neared the end despite his best efforts. That warm, hot suction from Dick's mouth was amazing, but having his sensitive nipples cruelly pinched was more than he could take. "D-Dick, please! I'm... I'm gonna...!" His voice was hoarse to the point of almost being unrecognizable, but it felt rude not to warn his partner that he was about to completely lose it.
His orgasm hit him like a train at full force, lighting up every nerve all at once. Tim mewled, a little too high pitched for his own liking as his hips jerked violently, trying in earnest to fuck up into Dick's mouth. Thick, viscous white fluid gushed from his pulsing cock in small waves. Stars exploded behind his eyes, his brain seeming to fizzle out and shut off. A rare occurrence indeed.
Tim had to lay there for a moment, trying to catch his brain and regain all of his senses. His hearing came back first, then his vision. He managed to lift his head and looked at Dick, then groaned at the sight. "Jesus." The younger of the two breathed, then let his head fall back against the pillows again.
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To know what he had done. To have the singular knowledge that what Dick was doing now and what he'd done this entire time was going to make Tim come made Dick even more desperate for it to happen. He wanted his mouth full of that liquid promise, the evidence of an experience that had and would only ever occur between them. Dick already knew that, and he couldn't wait to feel what it was like to have Tim soaring like he'd made Dick fly.
When the come hit the back of his throat, Dick gagged, and he sputtered some. The reflex to swallow took a second to kick in and come spilled back onto the surface of Tim's cock and the area around it. "Fuck" Dick muttered once he'd taken in all that he could. He set about licking up the rest of it. "You're so good, Tim. That was fucking amazing. I can't believe you came like that for me. You did that for me, for me of all people." There was still wonder in Dick's eyes and even in the deep set of his voice.
Crawling up Tim's body, Dick licked a kiss into the younger male's mouth, eager to share the fruits of his labor. "That was spectacular. I can't believe it. Fucking hell, I loved doing that. I'll do that for you any time you want." Dick nipped and pulled softly at Tim's lips. He ran his hands softly along the red bird's body, weaving their legs together for now. He knew they needed a few seconds, and Dick wanted to enjoy the glow they both shared. This was like nothing he'd ever done before.
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Everything else Dick said just made him laugh. He nuzzled into his soft skin and let himself appreciate the closeness for a moment. "You aren't going to hear me complaining." It was a bit of a surprise that Dick liked it as much as he did, but he was more than happy about it. Tim smiled wide and helped himself to curl close, seeking out the warmth the older vigilante was providing. He was a bit of a clingy creature after sex.
Still being a teenager meant it wasn't going to take more than a few minutes to be ready to go again, but he wanted to appreciate the closeness between the two of them in the meantime. His fingertips idly traced the freckles along Dick's back. It wasn't the first time they'd shared a bed, but it was the first time it had been anything but brotherly. Tim vastly preferred whatever it was they were doing now.
"You've really only ever been with women?" It wasn't that Tim doubted him, really, he was just unable to help how naturally nosy he was.
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Dick knew that it was probably still wrong of them, even if Tim was of the right age. The same person raised them, and both were raised to be Robin at one time. It made them a family of sorts, and this was a little inwardly twisted, but how could he explain it? The way he felt wasn't easily pushed away. His body still craved this. It wanted Tim; he wanted Tim with a depravity that came from the most bottomless, darkest well and wouldn't be quieted. Licking over his lips, Dick lifted his head.
"Yeah, only women. That... I mean. I'm sorry if I was too ... whatever. " Dick said it softly now, voice deep and warm. "I'm not used to this, but I liked what we did. That's all I was saying. I didn't mean to make you laugh. I didn't know it was funny." He huffed a quiet sigh and laid his head on the pillow. He wanted to reach out and touch more, to know everything about Tim's body, but he was afraid that he'd become overly excited again and want more. He was afraid he'd want it all. No, he knew he wanted it all. Dick wanted to be with Tim ultimately, whatever that looked like for them.
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"I was laughing out of joy and a little bit of disbelief. You're like, one of the most attractive people in the entire world. The kind of guy everyone fantasizes about. And you're excited to suck me off? It barely makes sense." It wasn't like Tim was going to sit there and pretend he was unattractive. He had been voted one of Gotham's most eligible bachelors, too. But he'd always seen Dick as someone miles out of his league and if anything, Tim thought he was the lucky one in the situation.
He lifted a hand to cup Dick's cheek, stroking it in what he hoped was a comforting gesture. "Don't pout." The younger of the two murmured, then pressed a soft kiss against his lips. Tim was hoping the whole thing could be smoothed over relatively easily, he didn't want their first time doing anything like this to be spoiled.
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Shaking his head, Dick moved Tim and slowly kissed him back. Arms roamed up and around the lithe form, corded with muscles. Groaning out his pleasure, Dick could feel his body respond once more. "I can't help but want you. They might fantasize about me, but you're the only guy I've ever had a fantasy about that mattered. You're the one I've wanted to touch, to taste, to do this with, Tim." It's not easy for Dick to admit to all of this, but for some reason, it seems crucial that Tim gets it.
Leagues don't matter, and Dick would do away with them if he could. He would rather spend nights doing things like this or other more intriguing things. Let them listen to music and go to a club. He had a world of ideas for dates, but don't put him in the middle of a Forbes 500 and ask about sexy men and women. He'd look at the one boy he shouldn't while training or working over a computer and feel his world crumble a little.
Pulling at Tim's nipple, Dick licked his way back down from Tim's mouth to his neck. "I want more." He ran his hand down between Tim's legs again, carefully playing with Tim's sac, then running his fingers up and down those thick thighs with his curved nails, digging into the sensitive skin until they hit his stimulated sac again. He caught the edge of the perineum and ran his finger along and over it. Dick had never played beyond that but knew only his own perineum's sensitivity from women playing with it.
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