[ It was special, of course, to have a night without having to ask for what he wants. To be allowed to just take. Tim smiled as he tangled a hand into Dick's dark hair, giving a gentle tug to encourage him to leave even more love bites on his skin. He loves being marked up, loves a display of Dick's love for him. When they're apart, he often prods at the marks left behind to remind himself of the faint, sweet pain of Dick's teeth on his skin.
His free hand slid up and down his boyfriend's upper back, fingertips tracing the bones of his spine. After a particularly rough little grind of their hips Tim gasped and gripped at his skin, blunt nails leaving behind crescent shapes of their own. ]
God, Dick, I don't... How can I still want you this bad after we've been doing this so long?
[ It wasn't a complaint, even if there was a slight whine to his tone. It was just amazing to him, that he could never be sated and boredom was never a risk between them. Such fiery passion was to be expected at the beginning of the relationship but for Tim's part, it hadn't cooled off in the slightest. ]
Just thinking about you coming home and fucking me made me nearly come without even touching myself. It's like my body knows that you own it.
I hope it never ends. I can't stop the need that I have for you, this love that's so intense it's painful in only the best way. I'd go mad if I couldn't have this, have you.
[Answering in the only way he knew how, Dick pulled the white shirt he had on over his head and threw it aside. He needed more skin-to-skin contact. The nails produced a deep groan from Dick. He enjoyed marks as much as Tim did, even if he didn't mention it. He'd catch himself in the mornings looking for bruises from the night before more times than he could count.
Moving back to Tim's skin, Dick ran his tongue in a circle over Tim's nipple and then pulled it in his mouth and flicked at it with his tongue, holding it tight between the white of his teeth. Hips ground down the entire time he did so. Fuck, he was already so worked up that he wanted to be inside Tim.
Kissing further down, Dick marked Tim several more times. Several of them left behind rings of teeth, but all were dark in nature, marks that would last. Looking up, he caught Tim's eyes with his. There were so many more places he could kiss, but he was feeling anxious. Instead, he caught Tim's cock in his head and bowed over it to take the whole thing down in one long motion of his head. Humming around it, Dick sucked and pulled all the way back up, dropping down one more time until popping off for a second. ]
You gonna come in my mouth, and again when I fuck you, or you want to try to hold on? I want to make you come as much as possible, baby. I do own your body, and I'll do what it takes to make you feel better than you've ever felt. ]
[ Dick knew how much Tim liked it when he toyed with his chest, his nipples are very sensitive. So his actions were instantly rewarded with a groan of his boyfriend's name in response. He licks his lips and arches into that perfect mouth to try to get more contact. He breathed out a shaky sigh as Dick continued to move down his body, doing what he could to keep control of himself.
Every mark that Dick left behind on Tim would be worn with pride. He didn't care what anyone else thought, they were little reminders of the love that they had for each other, and the fact that they couldn't stand to keep their hands to themselves. And why should they? ]
Dick...!
[ Sparks of pleasure licked up his spine the moment Dick took Tim's cock into his mouth and the younger man struggled to keep his hips still. He wanted more. Needed it, to the point that he whimpered when Dick pulled back to speak again. It was hard for Tim to even understand what he was being asked, he was so wrapped up in the pleasure.
What a heady feeling, to get to be the one to decide how and when he came. Tim nodded his head dumbly. ]
In your mouth, and then again when you fuck me. Please, Dick. I really need you.
[Any other time, they might have gotten out the toys, nipple clamps, and prostate vibrators so that Dick could push Tim to the very edge several times before he allowed him to come, but that wasn't what tonight was about. It was about them both enjoying one another, and the pleasure they could bring in a natural setting. None of it kept Dick from teasing and pulling on Tim's nipples, or marking him from head to thigh. These were things that both seemed to enjoy.
Knowing that he could see the lingering marks of their love, Dick needed and wanted Tim nearly every time he saw him after. He would see a mark on the back of Tim's neck, and the next thing he knew, he'd have his hands beneath his lover's shirt, running nails down his back and pulling him to the nearest surface.
While Dick waited for Tim to answer him, he lapped slowly along the head of Tim's weeping cock. It made it so hard to know how close Tim was to coming for Dick. That savory, clearish fluid bubbling up with every motion of his hand and lap of his tongue drove him to work harder to make Tim crazy. Reaching up, Dick twisted one of Tim's nipples and tugged at it while still licking his cock.
When answered, Dick held onto the nipple, but dropped his head fully down on Tim's dick again. He swallowed it back into his throat, letting it slide against his tongue until it banged against the end of him. He pumped his hand a few times with shorter pulses of his mouth, working them in perfect tandem. Dick loved the way Tim whimpered and squirmed only for him. He was ready and lost himself in a quick, deep rhythm that needed barely any of his hand, wanting that hot burst of come. ]
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His free hand slid up and down his boyfriend's upper back, fingertips tracing the bones of his spine. After a particularly rough little grind of their hips Tim gasped and gripped at his skin, blunt nails leaving behind crescent shapes of their own. ]
God, Dick, I don't... How can I still want you this bad after we've been doing this so long?
[ It wasn't a complaint, even if there was a slight whine to his tone. It was just amazing to him, that he could never be sated and boredom was never a risk between them. Such fiery passion was to be expected at the beginning of the relationship but for Tim's part, it hadn't cooled off in the slightest. ]
Just thinking about you coming home and fucking me made me nearly come without even touching myself. It's like my body knows that you own it.
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[Answering in the only way he knew how, Dick pulled the white shirt he had on over his head and threw it aside. He needed more skin-to-skin contact. The nails produced a deep groan from Dick. He enjoyed marks as much as Tim did, even if he didn't mention it. He'd catch himself in the mornings looking for bruises from the night before more times than he could count.
Moving back to Tim's skin, Dick ran his tongue in a circle over Tim's nipple and then pulled it in his mouth and flicked at it with his tongue, holding it tight between the white of his teeth. Hips ground down the entire time he did so. Fuck, he was already so worked up that he wanted to be inside Tim.
Kissing further down, Dick marked Tim several more times. Several of them left behind rings of teeth, but all were dark in nature, marks that would last. Looking up, he caught Tim's eyes with his. There were so many more places he could kiss, but he was feeling anxious. Instead, he caught Tim's cock in his head and bowed over it to take the whole thing down in one long motion of his head. Humming around it, Dick sucked and pulled all the way back up, dropping down one more time until popping off for a second. ]
You gonna come in my mouth, and again when I fuck you, or you want to try to hold on? I want to make you come as much as possible, baby. I do own your body, and I'll do what it takes to make you feel better than you've ever felt. ]
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Every mark that Dick left behind on Tim would be worn with pride. He didn't care what anyone else thought, they were little reminders of the love that they had for each other, and the fact that they couldn't stand to keep their hands to themselves. And why should they? ]
Dick...!
[ Sparks of pleasure licked up his spine the moment Dick took Tim's cock into his mouth and the younger man struggled to keep his hips still. He wanted more. Needed it, to the point that he whimpered when Dick pulled back to speak again. It was hard for Tim to even understand what he was being asked, he was so wrapped up in the pleasure.
What a heady feeling, to get to be the one to decide how and when he came. Tim nodded his head dumbly. ]
In your mouth, and then again when you fuck me. Please, Dick. I really need you.
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Knowing that he could see the lingering marks of their love, Dick needed and wanted Tim nearly every time he saw him after. He would see a mark on the back of Tim's neck, and the next thing he knew, he'd have his hands beneath his lover's shirt, running nails down his back and pulling him to the nearest surface.
While Dick waited for Tim to answer him, he lapped slowly along the head of Tim's weeping cock. It made it so hard to know how close Tim was to coming for Dick. That savory, clearish fluid bubbling up with every motion of his hand and lap of his tongue drove him to work harder to make Tim crazy. Reaching up, Dick twisted one of Tim's nipples and tugged at it while still licking his cock.
When answered, Dick held onto the nipple, but dropped his head fully down on Tim's dick again. He swallowed it back into his throat, letting it slide against his tongue until it banged against the end of him. He pumped his hand a few times with shorter pulses of his mouth, working them in perfect tandem. Dick loved the way Tim whimpered and squirmed only for him. He was ready and lost himself in a quick, deep rhythm that needed barely any of his hand, wanting that hot burst of come. ]