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[Fun the way neither of them had intended when they started. Somehow things always have ways of merely occurring between them. It's a spark that finds a flame, that never seems to end up dying out. Maybe it's how now exists when the night their lips met for the first time and they'd decided on a night, then two, and now there's no telling how many nights, days, texts, things have come and gone.

Dick might name this something, were he with anyone else in the universe. It doesn't matter though when he's got those pale blue eyes reaching down inside him and urging sighs and room decorating moans from him. Dick's dark honeyed orbs play backwards and grow nearly black with wanting. ]

Fuck. I love that. I can't quit you.

[Digging his hand inside Bruce's pants, Dick grips and moans deeper. There's a whole different sound when they're joined, Dick knows it-- but this is a start, a beginning. Twisting strands along his fingers, he lets them fall so that he can slide his fingers over the smooth planes and scars that cross Bruce's shoulder, bowing to kiss there until he can't any longer.]
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