[ There's an intimacy to moving together that, Dick is happy to see, wrecks Jason in record time, and for all his own boasting he can feel the burning pressure of his own orgasm following in short order, grasping at a thigh to hold Jason close between aborted bucking thrusts as come smears between their bellies and chests on a couch that has arguably seen worse. Dick's moan is lost against Jason's neck where the kiss smears, hot and panting and framed in the scrape of teeth, the world a blur of white noise speckled with the wonderful noises of Jason coming for him.
Eventually the ride of their bodies slows, his hand can release Jason's thigh and clamp onto the couch instead. Dick levies himself up to gently blow Jason's hair out of his eyes, smiling down at him. With heat still staining his cheeks red and blue eyes dark with desire, hair tousled, Dick looks just as satisfied as if they had gone all the way, as Jason wanted to.
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Eventually the ride of their bodies slows, his hand can release Jason's thigh and clamp onto the couch instead. Dick levies himself up to gently blow Jason's hair out of his eyes, smiling down at him. With heat still staining his cheeks red and blue eyes dark with desire, hair tousled, Dick looks just as satisfied as if they had gone all the way, as Jason wanted to.
But they have time for that. ]
Hey, handsome.