[Rolling over is a part that Dick will always hate, the loss of those eyes looking directly at him, into him. He can turn his head, but it's more difficult and he doesn't get to dig his fingers into Bruce's skin like he does when they're face to face.
One day, Dick will force Bruce to let Dick ride him, he thinks-- or daydreams. He wants to sit on top and use his flexibility to dance for the other, make Bruce's cock weep inside Dick until Bruce is moaning like he makes Dick groan and beg. On one hand, there's the pathetic need Dick has to feel so full of this man, the one that robs him of breath at every corner-- but then there's also this desire for power. A power that comes in the knowing that the other person wants him, Bruce wants Dick, needs him in the same way or near enough.
Flipping over, Dick does as Bruce bade. He huffs into the pillow and sticks his face directly into it, closing his eyes as he listens, opening up his other senses, things beyond sight-- as if he was blindfolded.
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One day, Dick will force Bruce to let Dick ride him, he thinks-- or daydreams. He wants to sit on top and use his flexibility to dance for the other, make Bruce's cock weep inside Dick until Bruce is moaning like he makes Dick groan and beg. On one hand, there's the pathetic need Dick has to feel so full of this man, the one that robs him of breath at every corner-- but then there's also this desire for power. A power that comes in the knowing that the other person wants him, Bruce wants Dick, needs him in the same way or near enough.
Flipping over, Dick does as Bruce bade. He huffs into the pillow and sticks his face directly into it, closing his eyes as he listens, opening up his other senses, things beyond sight-- as if he was blindfolded.