[ The eager, desperate kissing reddens his lips further. Tim pants softly when Dick breaks the kiss, just barely manages to keep himself from chasing that perfect mouth. He feels terribly greedy, no amount of kissing Dick could ever be enough to sate his needs.
Tim's pretty sure he doesn't even need to answer with more than a groan when Dick asks if it feels good, but he nods his head quickly just in case. He has to make sure there's no miscommunication about how good it is, how much he wants it. Can't risk that.
He glances away at the last question, playing coy about his answer. If Dick hadn't come by, Tim would absolutely have gotten off by himself. While wearing Dick's jacket. As the lips attach to his shoulder he shifts his arm muscles just a little so the leather slides further out of the way to give Dick more access. His own head leans forward so he can whisper heatedly into his ear. ]
Yeah. Do you want to know what I was thinking about?
[ His nipple hardens under Dick's touch, sensitive enough to draw another moan from him. Tim's back arches dramatically to encourage more, the jacket sliding even further down to give Dick more access to his body. Precome gathers in a little wet spot on the front of his boxer briefs, further evidence of how keyed up he is. Given enough time he could probably get off just from grinding against Dick's abs, but he's still hopeful they'll manage to get a little further than that.
[ that cute, bashful look does little to temper how dirty Tim's voice is in his ear. that quiet register is hushed, as if about to tell him the dirtiest of secrets. Tim's words drift hot against the shell of his ear and Dick groans, a muffled vibration against Tim's shoulder as a shiver races down his spine. sometimes, he prepares himself for just how quickly Tim could get him this hot, and he's still caught off guard. Christ. ]
What, baby? What were you thinking about?
[ words murmured against heated skin as he dips his head, as Tim helpfully arches up for him, so desperate to present every inch of newly revealed skin for Dick to kiss along. Tim contrasts so starkly against the black leather, flushed beautifully in a way that invites Dick to want to taste that pretty colour. he nips a path to Tim's nipple and his thumb vacates its spot, so his tongue could lick over the hardening nub instead. every little noise encourages him further and makes him want more from Tim, to draw out more of these beautiful, desperate, slutty reactions, wondering just how good he could work Tim up, simply just like this in his lap.
his other hand stays on Tim's ass to continue to guide those hips, though his spread palm does ease down, middle finger sliding teasingly between full cheeks over Tim's underwear. ]
[ Tim bites down on his lip to muffle another sharp keen as its drawn from deep in his chest, Dick's tongue toy with his nipple making it impossible to stay silent. He's never this loud, but his well practiced self-control simply vanishes when Dick touches him just right. A shudder shimmies through him, leaving goosebumps exploding in chains along his skin. He stays pressed close, seeking heat, friction, and comfort all at once from the only man that can provide it for him.
Dick's finger teases him and Tim rocks back against it, trying to tempt him further. He wants more, will take anything that Dick will offer him at this point. It almost feels too warm for the jacket that's clinging to his arms, but he likes the idea of being in something that belongs to the older vigilante enough that he refuses to let it fall completely off.
Telling Dick about any of his fantasies is such a personal thing, but he's wrapped up enough in what they're doing that some of his worries slip away. He's never gotten anything but rewarded for saying how he feels, and the last time he took a risk it paid off. So he waits a beat, lets Dick anticipate a little. Then decides to whisper it to him softly. ]
I was thinking about what would happen if you were fighting Ivy and she got the upper hand. If her vines had you restrained and her pollen had you... worked up. But then she left you like that. Someone would have to take care of you, Dick. And you know I'd do anything for you, so...
[ His eyes are lidded, and he's smirking even as his head drops back so he can stretch his body out further. Lets Dick have access to anything he wants. Because he means what he says, always. ]
[ Dick practically holds his breath waiting for Tim to tell him exactly what he was thinking about, and what comes exceeds his expectations. his eyes fall shut as he pauses, the breath he holds falling from parted lips in a ghost of a groan, kept quiet so he can hang on to every single one of Tim's words and the imagery it paints.
when Tim finishes, trailing off in that teasing little cliffhanger, Dick lifts his head enough to look up, his free arm finding Tim's mid-back to support the way the younger man leans back. that coy smile is so absolutely pleased on Tim's expression, so telling of just how Tim knows exactly what he's doing. it has an answering smirk tugging on Dick's mouth in return. ]
So you'd take care of me so well, I know you would.
[ he continues, trailing open mouthed kisses across Tim's chest now, words woven between every press of his lips as he reaches Tim's other nipple to lavish wet, hot attention on it. ]
You'd do anything it takes to make me feel better, hm? Even if it means you'd have to give all of yourself to me.
[ he looks at Tim, eyes darkened and hungry, wanting, tongue darting out along his wet bottom lip as he grinds up againstĀ Tim,Ā easing them into a rhythm. his finger finds Tim's hole, rubbing over the little pucker he can feel through the thin fabric of those boxer-briefs. ]
Or are you saying...that you would like it if that happened, Timmy? Finding me when I'm helpless and restrained and I can't hold myself back?
[ Tim promises him in earnest, even as his words are cut short by another sound of pleasure as the teasing of his chest continues. Dick totally calls him out on how much he'd like it, too, and his cheeks flush darker at the accusation. Because he's not wrong, not even a little bit. Tim won't deny it, but he's not ready to scream it from the rooftops just yet either. He smiles, boyish and maybe a little sheepish, too. ]
Maybe.
[ It's such a pretty picture, is the thing. Sucking Dick off because he needs Tim so desperately that he can't even wait for him to figure out how to get the vines off of him. Having Dick strain against the vines but be unable to do more than just sit back and let Tim ride his lap at whatever pace he deems acceptable. Just raw animalistic passion. The exact sort of thing he lets himself think about when he needs to get himself off, in between memories of Dick's gorgeous smile and powerful thighs.
But right now he has the real thing, and it'd be smarter to focus on that.
Dick keeps teasing him, rubbing against his hole through the fabric of his boxer briefs, and it makes Tim feel lightheaded with desire. He's been such a good boy, patient and reasonable and sweet, but he wants Dick to fuck him so bad that anything that might suggest they're headed in that direction sends flickers of heat up his spine.
He wants to beg, would get on his knees on the floor and do it if he had to, but he's still wary about pressuring Dick. Being responsible is the last thing on Earth he wants to do. But he is a good boy. He is. ]
[ sweet, sweet Tim. what did he ever do to deserve someone so warm and accepting, so sexy with the way that little smile responds to him, that clear desire lacing through every moan he tries to hold back.
Tim isn't the only one being driven crazy. Dick hums into Tim's skin and gives in, hands finding Tim's hips to steady him as he turns and lowers Tim to the couch. he stays between those legs, flowing over Tim's beautiful body as he continues his trail of kisses down that toned torso. ]
Tell me what you need, Tim. I'll do anything for you, too.
[ hasn't Tim said enough? been patient enough even through his obvious wanting every time Dick holds them back? that openly shared fantasy only illustrates how much he truly wants to go all the way in resorting to imagining a scenario where Dick is stripped of his frustrating ways. even then, he respectfully took only what Dick gave, reassuring as Dick worked through his own hangups.
he kisses down planes of muscle, dips his tongue into a cute belly button then kisses along the wet spot in the front of Tim's underwear. it's always been so hot how Tim leaks like this when he's turned on. ]
[ Isn't it obvious, Dick? It isn't just that he's Tim's hero (though he is, he'll always be) but because the younger of the two has fallen head over heels for him in a way that he could never manage to stop. Didn't want to, now, with how sweet and gentle Dick is as he pushes Tim onto his back on the couch.
He sinks into the cushions with a pleading little moan, arching up into Dick in a desperate attempt not to lose any contact. They've messed around before, but Tim's never felt quite this needy, like he might well and truly die if Dick leaves him there on his own now. It's a fear he never thought he'd experience.
Fortunately for him, he feels those perfectly shaped lips press to his skin again. The kiss to his cock is pure electricity shooting through him, even with the thin layer of cloth in the way. One of his hands tangles in Dick's hair, not rough but still frenzied. Tim can feel his grip on reality slipping. ]
I want you to fuck me, Dick. I want you to take my-- [ He cuts himself off, blush beginning to shift from pink to red the further down his chest it stretches. It's embarrassing to admit, but it feels like it would be wrong not to tell Dick the truth. Like he'd be tricking him into something. Tim's pretty good at that, but he'd never do it in a situation like this. Not with Dick. ]
I haven't done it before. Let someone have me. But I want to. I want it to be you.
[ He'd done a few things in his teen years, he's not a total loser. But he'd never quite let it go that far. He'd been too busy saving the world. And there was all of that shit in school about saving it for someone special, it just. Hadn't happened. ]
[ Dick hums when Tim's fingers delve into his hair, gentle in the way it threads through dark strands but desperate in the way they hold, as if wanting to clench but scared to hurt him. Tim doesn't know that Dick has a terrible soft spot for pain, for getting his hair tugged, not to mention choking on cock but--they'll get there. because Tim goes and starts answering so sweetly then elaborating before cutting himself off, and Dick is surprised enough to pause where he started grinding into the cushions, lift his mouth from where he'd been licking along the hard line of Tim's cock. he looks up at Tim from where he'd slipped both arms beneath Tim's thighs, just moments away from easing those bare legs onto his shoulders.
oh. oh.
dark eyes widen as his heart skips a beat, his chest undecided between filling with butterflies or twisting heavy with heat.
of course he's asked Tim what he's wanted before, and the answer of you has always played on their lips. he loves hearing Tim talk dirty, loves when he finally lets go of that tightly held self control, when that articulate tongue falters beneath pleasured moans. but they'd never gone down this path before. Tim hasn't ever shared that he's never had sex before, and it surprises Dick for how experienced Tim seemed. a natural. a quick learner. a high-functioning perfectionist, just like he is with everything else.
Dick can't help but stare up at Tim for a beat. the expression Tim's face is devastatingly vulnerable, and his gorgeous, flushed body is still in the leather jacket clinging within an inch of its life. those precious words ask him what he could never deny, as much as he really tried to hold it off ( is he taking advantage of a boy who has hero-worshipped him since before he even knew what a hard-on was? is he going to hurt, then lose, the person he adores to no end? does he even deserve to be seen like this after everything he's done? ). but now, all those questions fall away as Tim continues and makes it obvious that he's thought this through, practically begging for Dick to take him. all of him. as much as Tim is trusting him, Dick knows he has to trust Tim now in return, trust that he knows what he wants and means what he says. ]
Yeah. [ he nods. ] Yeah, Tim. Of course. I--thank you for telling me. I want that, too. [ he smiles, the warmth softening his eyes. to be the only person who's ever had Tim and to do it right. (unlike the way he lost his own virginity, at sixteen, to a woman who was manipulating him to get to Bruce but that's besides the point. ) ]
Gonna make it feel so good for you, okay? But promise me you'll talk to me and tell me if anything feels off.
[ There's a few breaths where Dick is quiet and clearly thinking about everything that Tim blurted out. His stomach twists a little with anxiety, because there's every chance this will completely push Dick back into being too cautious, or he'll decide Tim is too inexperienced for anything. But he's still glad he was honest, even as it feels like vulnerability is tightening around his throat. He wants so badly to do this right, to be what Dick wants but also what he deserves.
He's messed around with Stephanie, and his Young Justice buddies. Tim's even fingered himself out of pure curiosity before. But he's never had anyone inside of him before, and that somehow feels like the most sacred sort of virginity there is. The idea of it being Dick makes heat pool even more dramatically in his groin and he can feel his underwear getting more damp with precome.
A sigh of relief leaves him before he can stop it, and he nods his head adorably at what Dick says. ]
I will. I promise.
[ And he does trust Dick, obviously, to take care of him and also to tell him what he likes. He's discovered a few things through porn and the like, but he's still figuring out what sort of things he'd be into, too. There's also just not a lot of things Dick could ask for that Tim wouldn't at try. Both to please him and because of his undying curiosity.
He pets through Dick's hair, watching him with a heated gaze to see how he wants to approach things. Just because they've agreed about the outcome doesn't necessarily mean they have to rush in that direction. Tim is young and more than healthy enough to have a short refractory period. ]
[ the petting through his hair has a quiet sigh echoing in return, satisfied with Tim's answer, and once again, the sweet reinforcement. ]
Good.
[ a kiss gets pressed to the inside of Tim's thigh before his smile widens, a little teasing as his teeth catch the elastic of Tim's underwear to pull it down. his hands shift too, nudging those narrow hips enough to push the fabric out of the way, reluctantly moving enough to get it off one of Tim's legs. he doesn't bother with the other as Tim's cock is revealed and he looks at it, teeth catching his own bottom lip, marveling at the sight of it straining, weeping for him, so hard and red and needy already.
a quiet sound catches in his throat as he takes the tip into his mouth, sucking away a bead of precum and tasting Tim. but he's merciful. he's teased Tim enough, so takes him into his mouth, eyes falling shut as he feels Tim slide in, little bobs of his head hollowing out his cheeks as he sucks, tongue working with every bob. ]
[ Honestly, he doesn't care on the slightest about his underwear getting caught on one of his ankles. It's forgotten the moment that the restrictive isn't holding back his cock anymore. A single bead of pearly white precome slides down the thick vein along the underside.
Tim chokes on an intake of breath as he watches Dick's kiss swollen sink down over him. It's the most erotic thing he's ever seen, far hotter than any porn, and his cock twitches eagerly with need. It feels so good he can barely keep his eyes open, but doesn't dare let them close.
It takes a lot of self restraint to not just thrust upwards, especially when all he wants is more of that tight, warm heat. His fingers grip at Dick's hair once more, and this time it's a little less controlled. It's not intentional, not even conscious, he just knows that he needs more. ]
Ahh, Dick. That feels amazing. Nn, fuck...!
[ It's only thanks to Dick's bulk above him that he doesn't writhe like a wanton whore, caught up in the pleasure. His erection throbs against the man's tongue, leaking towards the back of his throat with each bob. Tim's not sure how long he's going to be able to last, but he's fighting with every cell in his body not to come too fast and embarrass himself. ]
[ Dick gives a pleased hum, hips rocking into the cushions when Tim's fingers grip in his hair and Tim moans his name. he revels in the tug of those digits, the way a shudder slides from his scalp down his spine, seemingly connected straight to his cock. the friction is far from enough, and he can't help but anticipate what it's going to be like now, can't stop thinking about how Tim's going to feel, as if he hasn't imagined it a thousand times by now.
the way Tim's hips strain beneath his steadying hand is so cute, the taste of precome on his tongue intoxicating as he takes Tim in deeper still. dark eyes slide shut as he eases Tim deep down his throat, gag reflex suppressed skillfully until Tim is completely sheathed in his mouth. he slowly bobs his head a couple times, toes curling with the way Tim feels in his mouth, his hard flesh throbbing against this tongue, milking drops of sweet-salty dew. he pulls off for air again with a thick groan. a strand of milky saliva stretching before breaking between Dick's mouth and the slick head of Tim's erection.
he licks his lips and takes Tim into his hand, wrapping his fingers around Tim's slick, hard length, working him in his hand. his stomach clenches with the pang of arousal that bolts through him when his gaze traces up Tim's body. Tim is all pink flushed skin, a sheen of sweat, a gorgeous twist of pleasure on his expression, and all his to have. ]
Want me to take the edge off for you, Timmy? [ his voice is husky when he speaks before he trails a few kisses trailing down Tim's cock, fingers lifting away to make space for his kisses. ] You're so worked up for me...wanna come in my mouth first?
[ In a lot of ways, Tim will never add up to Dick or Jason. The thing he does have on the two of them, however, is that he is a literal genius. Which goes to show how impressive it is that Dick can manage to completely stupefy him with just his mouth. Seeing how much the older vigilante clearly loves sucking cock brings out a few choked off sounds--he can't think straight enough to form words--and he nearly loses it as he feels himself slip down Dick's throat. His abs tense with the sheer amount of effort it takes to hold himself back from the edge.
Fortunately for him, he's at least aware enough to note that Dick likes his hair getting pulled. One of the reasons he was such a brilliant Robin is his sharpened observation skills, rarely ever missing missing a thing. It made him a great strategist, and looks to be helping make him a good lover, too.
Not that he has much control in how he pulls Dick's hair. He's too overcome with pleasure to prevent it, and he gives a pathetic little disappointed noise when Dick pulls off to speak. Dick's voice sounds like velvet stretched over rough gravel, and between that and the way his hand strokes at him, Tim needs a few solid seconds to even understand what's being asked of him. Then he nods stupidly, fascinated by the way Dick kisses at his cock like it's something precious to be worshiped. Fuck, that's hot. ]
Yeah. I wanna--wanna come in your mouth, Dick. Please.
[ Tim is certainly not above begging when the hottest guy he's ever known seems so determined to make him feel good. He knows he's not going to be able to hold himself off if Dick keeps going, it wouldn't matter if he had more self control than anyone else that had ever existed. ]
[ it's a heady feeling for sure, knowing and seeing Tim get this way for him, reduced to practically a pile of goo under his mouth. it's wonderful. of course he's going to worship his cock. ]
Yeah, Timmy?
[ it's practically moaned out as Tim bites back his noises and those fingers tug on his hair, which makes a husky curse fall from Dick's lips. ]
I changed my mind.
[ even his patience has limits, and Tim clearly exploits his weaknesses and wants to urge him on, so is it really his fault that he's overheating here, still fully dressed?
he pulls away with a last kiss to Tim's cock then makes his way back up Tim's body. it's a little cruel, maybe more than a little cruel, but Dick truly has Tim's best interest in mind. he would deny that there might be any part of him that might enjoy it, taking away what he was offering in order to reduce those razer sharp thoughts even more, to hear Tim beg. it was so hot, and besides, Tim was still managing to hold back his sounds somehow. that was not acceptable. truly, doing this might perhaps help Tim relax, maybe, so... ]
Come here, just gonna take us to the bed where we'll have lube and you'll be more comfortable, mmkay?
[ he wraps Tim's legs around his waist and straightens them both, broad hands gripping Tim's thighs to lift him as he finds one knee, then the other, and steps onto the floor and starts towards Tim's bedroom. ]
[ The warmth and pleasure building inside of Tim are both suddenly gone, and his blood runs cold the moment Dick says he's changed his mind. His heightened state of arousal diminishes, not dramatically but enough so that coming all over himself is no longer a threat. Just as the idea of truly being abandoned on the couch begins to register, he feels Dick move up his body and press against him again. ]
Dick...!
[ Tim practically sobs as he clings to him far tighter than necessary the moment he's able. It wouldn't be so damn mean if he hadn't been so close. It's hard for him to imagine that this could somehow be for the best, but he's able to remind himself that Dick knows more than him about all of this. This is Tim Drake, and his rational brain is still functioning at this point.
Still, he shakes like a leaf as he hides his face against Dick's strong shoulder. Doesn't loosen his grip in the slightest even as he's hauled up so they can go to his room. It's a good thing Dick's so damn strong, because though he's all lithe lean muscle, that muscle is still dense. He's not at risk of falling onto his ass on the floor, anyway.
Tim only unwinds from him when he feels the soft comforter on top his (quite large) bed against his back, and he can't help the way he glares a little even behind the wetness of his eyes. ]
You said you were going to take care of me.
[ At this point he's acting like a brat, but can he really be blamed for it? He's not genuinely upset, but he is frustrated. ]
[ aw, poor baby bird, so desperate, so needy, shaking in his arms as Dick presses Tim back into the bed, trailing kisses along every bit of skin he can reach as he knees at the foot of it. Tim's underwear got dropped somewhere along the way, but that jacket is still clinging. impressively. ]
I'm sorry. I am going to take care of you.
[ he is sorry. genuinely, especially when he sees the mistiness in Tim's eyes, though the whining and glaring is...adorable, and Dick can't quite hold back the mirth in his eyes. he wants nothing but to be back against Tim right now, so he hastily tugs off his hoodie, revealing the expanse of toned muscle, scars new and old, a few bruises from the last fight, and the way his own skin is flushed, clearly just as into this as Tim is.
he drops the black hoodie to the floor with a relieved sigh as he kisses Tim again, then reaches over to the bedside table to pull out the little tube of lube. ]
You're being so good for me. So patient.
[ he makes his way down Tim's body again and drapes a long leg over his shoulder, mouth kissing the inside of Tim's thigh as he props himself on his elbows and pops the tube open. his toes curl with anticipation as he smiles up at Tim. ]
Has anyone ever touched you here before?
[ he should probably put his mouth to better use rather than as Tim more embarrassing questions. ]
[ Dick's touch soothes him like a balm, even if Tim isn't quite sure that he's as sorry as he says he is. Anyway, it's hard to keep sulking when that gorgeous torso is exposed to him, easily drawing his attention away from any fussiness that lingered. Tim itches to kiss every scar that he can see and maybe when he's not so pent up and desperate he'll insist that he get to.
His tongue darts out to wet his lips as Dick makes his way down his body, and maybe he's just a little nervous, because he has no experience in this part and wants to be perfect regardless. Expects it of himself, even.
At first the only response to the question is a little huff. His cheeks are already flushed from the heat, so his embarrassment doesn't change a whole lot. What is Dick aiming for, here? He already told him he hadn't let anyone fuck him before. Is he trying to gauge how experienced he is with just fingers? Does it get him hot and bothered to know he'll be Tim's first time doing this with anyone else, too? Does he want to embarrass him? He can't be sure, and his eyes narrow suspiciously even as he answers. ]
No. Just me, a couple of times.
[ There were plenty of guys who had expressed and interest, but Tim had shut that down immediately. Either he didn't trust them enough, or the idea of being so vulnerable made his skin crawl. But, like he is with most things, Dick is special. Tim wants to feel Dick's cock inside of him. He's not above begging if that's what it comes down to. ]
[ thereās not a single doubt in Dickās mind that there must have been a lot of people who had pursued Tim. he has eyes, for Christ sake, and he adores Tim himself, so he gets it. but heās never outright asked Tim about his romantic life, or shared his own, especially not when the feelings started developing. knowing that anyone else was with Tim to any capacity would hurt.
heās not asking to embarrass Tim, or to make him self-conscious. it makes him hot to know that heās the only person who has ever been here, but mostly, he just wants to make sure heās doing this right, wants to know how gentle to be.
the suspicious look Tim gives him has him pressing little placating kisses along his thigh, before he reassures with a smile. ]
I love that, Tim. Just relax. Iāve got you.
[ he really does love it, and itās probably obvious from the way he shuts up and takes Timās cock back into his mouth after that. when his hand reaches Timās opening, his fingers are slick with warmed up lube and he spends a few seconds circling that tight little pucker. a particularly smooth stroke of his tongue is paired with a finger pressing into Tim, and he has pull off a bit not to choke as that tight, warm heat surrounds the tip of his finger.
holy hell, how is he ever going to fit in there. he pulls his finger out a little, then presses back in, giving Tim just the tip of his finger to get accustomed to. his cock throbs with anticipation as he presses in a little further, wiggling the finger back and forth. he casts his gaze upwards to Timās face as he eases in to the next knuckle, a pleased hum vibrating on Timās member. ]
[ Tim absolutely had a smart-ass response to Dick telling him to relax, but it dies on his tongue pretty fast. Watching Dick's lips sink down on his erection has very quickly become his new favorite thing, enough so that he doesn't tense up when his hole is teased. It was an ingenious way of prepping him, making sure he was distracted from any discomfort by giving him pleasure elsewhere to focus on.
His first thought is that Dick probably doesn't need to go as slow as he is, because Tim's fingered himself before. Then that finger presses in fully and he is quickly reminded that yes, Dick has bigger hands than him so his fingers would have to be thicker, too. There's no pain, thanks to the amount of care that he's taking, and Tim ends up very grateful that Dick is the one leading the way this first time. Tim's eager enough that he probably would've done something stupid and gotten himself hurt.
One of his hands curls into the bedding next to him and the other returns to Dick's hair. Tim doesn't know much about what Dick likes, but he's gotten a positive reaction out of tugging at his hair so he's going to keeping using that to his advantage until he manages to learn more. He's a very strategic guy, after all. ]
Nn, Dick... You look really, really hot like this.
[ It's mindless horny babbling--Tim feels like he's only got a few brain cells left that haven't positively melted and who knows how long he'll manage to hold onto them. ]
[ Tim isnt the only one losing it. Dickās grip on his control is also slipping, but heās determined to hang on for both their sake. nothing is more important right now than making sure Tim feels good, but Tim isnāt helping at all by delving back into his hair again, tugging in a way that has him moaning around the hard flesh in his mouth. then those words, encouraging him, feeling Timās heated gaze on him as he does his best to make sure heās not hurting Tim.
heās pretty sure it would be easier to withstand Ivyās poison than how Tim is making him feel right now.
a second finger slides in beside the first, and he watches Tim through hazy eyes, arousal curling heavy in his body. he pulls off Timās cock with a groan. ]
Fuck, Tim, you do too. Youāre so tightā¦doing so good.
[ mindless horny babbling is one way to put it, but Dick canāt stop the husky curse that falls from his lips as he starts to scissor his fingers to stretch Tim out some more. then, he eases in a little more, hitches Timās leg a little higher on his shoulder to bend him more, then bends his fingers until he feels that magical little spot. ]
[ Might be for the best that Dick takes a little bit of a break from sucking him off, because he can feel himself heating up again and at this point he's determined not to come until Dick is actually fucking him.
It's a lot easier said than done, though, when he feels those skilled fingers curl and then rub right against his prostate. Tim immediately gasps, back arching up off the bed dramatically as his eyes go wide. He'd managed to find that bundle of nerves before, but hadn't had a lot of success with actually getting off using it. Inexperience, mostly.
The moan Tim gives when he experiences that sort of pleasure for the first time is downright shameful--loud, a little whiny, clearly shocked by just how exceptional it feels. That very careful, measured sense of self-control that has kept him mostly quiet shatters. His toes and fingers both curl against the sheets, and Tim is back to trembling. ]
Ohmygod, Dick! Please, I.. it's so good. I need more. Please!
[ He gets it, now, why people go to such extreme lengths to get this feeling. Dick has opened his eyes into an entire new world. ]
[ Timās voice is pure ecstasy, sending heated wanting through every fibre of Dickās being. the way his name falls from those lips is finally, finally unbridled. Dick might always be a generous lover and truly enjoy making his partners feel good, but nothing compares to how wonderful it makes him feel to get Tim like this, falling apart on his fingers. it feels like all heās ever wanted, keying right into the vulnerable part of him that wants so badly to love without hesitation, to find the one person who would make him feel this way.
it makes him bite down on his own lower lip to hold back the pleasure coiling tight through his gut. heāll hold his own need at bay to focus on Tim, on the way that sexy, lithe body arches clear off the bed, those brilliant eyes glazing over from pleasure as his name falls from reddened lips, lewd in a way heās never heard from Tim before. it might have been mean to deny Tim from coming in his mouth, but this moment proves to be worth it. judging from the shock in Timās voice, perhaps Tim hasnāt ever felt this way before. ]
Mm..., Iām gonna give you everything you want, Tim. [ he promises sweetly, voice rough with need, answering the whine in Tim's tone with. ] Gotta get you nice and loose for me first, okay? Imagine how Iām gonna feel inside you. Touching you right hereā¦
[ he groans as he twists his fingers to stroke Timās prostate with the tip while he parts his digits to stretch that tight muscle open. he knows exactly how to do this. itās no secret that heās well-practiced (heās not oblivious to whatās said about him), but it feels like everything heās done has been to build up to this moment, to make Tim feel good, to take him to new heights of pleasure.
he slowly pulls his fingers out and makes up for the loss with his mouth again, hot tongue lapping up all the precum thatās weeping from Timās cock now. Timās so close. he can feel it, but he keeps him just on the edge as two fingers turn into three, his mouth on Tim's cock helping to skillfully balancing pleasure with discomfort until heās absolutely satisfied that Tim is ready.
only then, does he start to ease back, the anticipation almost killing him as he pushes pants and underwear off his own hips. his cock is throbbing from how hard he is for Tim, pressing to his abdomen, so sensitive already. he's breathing hard but he reaches up to cup Tim's cheek in a tender gesture as he grabs the lube with his other hand. ]
[ For the first time, Tim thinks he could come from being fingered without any simulation on his cock. It's a shocking revelation, but the searing white pleasure that thrums through every nerve is undeniable. His cock leaks desperately, muscles tense because he's getting close to that edge when Dick starts to blow him again. Fuck, he has to hold himself off. But it's so, so good. He doesn't want it to stop.
The rest of the world doesn't exist anymore. Even when Dick lets him go, his focus is entirely on how to get back to that soaring high. His pupils are still blown wide, and Tim almost looks a little feral when he stares at Dick's erection. His well prepped hole clenches with need, intimidated and fascinated by the idea of Dick finally taking him. He's been a good boy. He's waited so long. It'll break him if Dick denies him now. ]
Please, Dick. I need you to fuck me. Please. Please.
[ His voice is a little hoarse from how loud he was when Dick stretched him. There isn't any shame in his eyes, just pure need. He definitely looks like he's going to cry if Dick turns him down now, and he's still a little afraid that he might. A touch of insecurity, maybe.
Tim bites at his bottom lip, staring up at him looking terribly vulnerable. It's maybe his least favorite thing to feel, but it's worth it if he can have this. ]
[ how could Dick even think about turning Tim down? sure, he might not be the best at fulfilling all his promises to everyone right away but thereās no way he could deny Tim begging so pretty like this. he also doesnāt trust his voice to be anything but a quaking mess, so he just nods wordlessly, lashes fluttering as he coats himself with lube. even his own touch sets his nerves alight.
after making quick work of the copious amount of lube, he drapes himself over Timās body and presses between toned thighs to kiss those whining lips. a slow, deep breath as he guides himself to line up with Timās hole, the length of his cock sliding between Timās cheeks for a second. the head of his cock skids across Timās pucker and he breaks the kiss with a moan. ]
Fuck, Timā¦
[ slowly, he pushes in, breaching that tight ring with the help of his hand. his breath is caught in his throat as tight, velvety wraps around his tip, and Dickās whole body is tense with the effort of holding back. nothing else matters in the world right now. all his attention is focused Timās body, his face inches away from Timās, darkened eyes hazily meeting Timās gaze. ]
[ Tim gaps softly at the intrusion, a hand gripping at the back of Dick's neck as he gazes back up at him. He can't seem to look away, transfixed by the way the man he's in love with looks at him. Like he's the most precious thing in the world, meant to be protected but also savored.
It hurts a little. Not a sharp pain or anything to be worried about, just his muscles trying to adjust to the new feeling. But with the ache comes the knowledge that this is finally happening and it warms him all over. They're connected, just the two of them. ]
Dick... oh, Dick!
[ His head falls back against the bed, dark hair fanning around him as his back arches again. It almost feels like he's being split in half the further Dick inches in, and his body squeezes around the thick length. Pleasure slowly starts to win out over pain and he keens again. It's so hard not to squirm and try to draw Dick in even deeper. ]
Please!
[ Tim's not even sure what he's begging for, just knows that he won't survive without more. More of anything Dick has to give him. ]
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Tim's pretty sure he doesn't even need to answer with more than a groan when Dick asks if it feels good, but he nods his head quickly just in case. He has to make sure there's no miscommunication about how good it is, how much he wants it. Can't risk that.
He glances away at the last question, playing coy about his answer. If Dick hadn't come by, Tim would absolutely have gotten off by himself. While wearing Dick's jacket. As the lips attach to his shoulder he shifts his arm muscles just a little so the leather slides further out of the way to give Dick more access. His own head leans forward so he can whisper heatedly into his ear. ]
Yeah. Do you want to know what I was thinking about?
[ His nipple hardens under Dick's touch, sensitive enough to draw another moan from him. Tim's back arches dramatically to encourage more, the jacket sliding even further down to give Dick more access to his body. Precome gathers in a little wet spot on the front of his boxer briefs, further evidence of how keyed up he is. Given enough time he could probably get off just from grinding against Dick's abs, but he's still hopeful they'll manage to get a little further than that.
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What, baby? What were you thinking about?
[ words murmured against heated skin as he dips his head, as Tim helpfully arches up for him, so desperate to present every inch of newly revealed skin for Dick to kiss along. Tim contrasts so starkly against the black leather, flushed beautifully in a way that invites Dick to want to taste that pretty colour. he nips a path to Tim's nipple and his thumb vacates its spot, so his tongue could lick over the hardening nub instead. every little noise encourages him further and makes him want more from Tim, to draw out more of these beautiful, desperate, slutty reactions, wondering just how good he could work Tim up, simply just like this in his lap.
his other hand stays on Tim's ass to continue to guide those hips, though his spread palm does ease down, middle finger sliding teasingly between full cheeks over Tim's underwear. ]
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Dick's finger teases him and Tim rocks back against it, trying to tempt him further. He wants more, will take anything that Dick will offer him at this point. It almost feels too warm for the jacket that's clinging to his arms, but he likes the idea of being in something that belongs to the older vigilante enough that he refuses to let it fall completely off.
Telling Dick about any of his fantasies is such a personal thing, but he's wrapped up enough in what they're doing that some of his worries slip away. He's never gotten anything but rewarded for saying how he feels, and the last time he took a risk it paid off. So he waits a beat, lets Dick anticipate a little. Then decides to whisper it to him softly. ]
I was thinking about what would happen if you were fighting Ivy and she got the upper hand. If her vines had you restrained and her pollen had you... worked up. But then she left you like that. Someone would have to take care of you, Dick. And you know I'd do anything for you, so...
[ His eyes are lidded, and he's smirking even as his head drops back so he can stretch his body out further. Lets Dick have access to anything he wants. Because he means what he says, always. ]
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when Tim finishes, trailing off in that teasing little cliffhanger, Dick lifts his head enough to look up, his free arm finding Tim's mid-back to support the way the younger man leans back. that coy smile is so absolutely pleased on Tim's expression, so telling of just how Tim knows exactly what he's doing. it has an answering smirk tugging on Dick's mouth in return. ]
So you'd take care of me so well, I know you would.
[ he continues, trailing open mouthed kisses across Tim's chest now, words woven between every press of his lips as he reaches Tim's other nipple to lavish wet, hot attention on it. ]
You'd do anything it takes to make me feel better, hm? Even if it means you'd have to give all of yourself to me.
[ he looks at Tim, eyes darkened and hungry, wanting, tongue darting out along his wet bottom lip as he grinds up againstĀ Tim,Ā easing them into a rhythm. his finger finds Tim's hole, rubbing over the little pucker he can feel through the thin fabric of those boxer-briefs. ]
Or are you saying...that you would like it if that happened, Timmy? Finding me when I'm helpless and restrained and I can't hold myself back?
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[ Tim promises him in earnest, even as his words are cut short by another sound of pleasure as the teasing of his chest continues. Dick totally calls him out on how much he'd like it, too, and his cheeks flush darker at the accusation. Because he's not wrong, not even a little bit. Tim won't deny it, but he's not ready to scream it from the rooftops just yet either. He smiles, boyish and maybe a little sheepish, too. ]
Maybe.
[ It's such a pretty picture, is the thing. Sucking Dick off because he needs Tim so desperately that he can't even wait for him to figure out how to get the vines off of him. Having Dick strain against the vines but be unable to do more than just sit back and let Tim ride his lap at whatever pace he deems acceptable. Just raw animalistic passion. The exact sort of thing he lets himself think about when he needs to get himself off, in between memories of Dick's gorgeous smile and powerful thighs.
But right now he has the real thing, and it'd be smarter to focus on that.
Dick keeps teasing him, rubbing against his hole through the fabric of his boxer briefs, and it makes Tim feel lightheaded with desire. He's been such a good boy, patient and reasonable and sweet, but he wants Dick to fuck him so bad that anything that might suggest they're headed in that direction sends flickers of heat up his spine.
He wants to beg, would get on his knees on the floor and do it if he had to, but he's still wary about pressuring Dick. Being responsible is the last thing on Earth he wants to do. But he is a good boy. He is. ]
Dick, you're driving me crazy right now.
sorry for the delay š
Tim isn't the only one being driven crazy. Dick hums into Tim's skin and gives in, hands finding Tim's hips to steady him as he turns and lowers Tim to the couch. he stays between those legs, flowing over Tim's beautiful body as he continues his trail of kisses down that toned torso. ]
Tell me what you need, Tim. I'll do anything for you, too.
[ hasn't Tim said enough? been patient enough even through his obvious wanting every time Dick holds them back? that openly shared fantasy only illustrates how much he truly wants to go all the way in resorting to imagining a scenario where Dick is stripped of his frustrating ways. even then, he respectfully took only what Dick gave, reassuring as Dick worked through his own hangups.
he kisses down planes of muscle, dips his tongue into a cute belly button then kisses along the wet spot in the front of Tim's underwear. it's always been so hot how Tim leaks like this when he's turned on. ]
What do you want, baby?
don't worry about it at all! š
[ Isn't it obvious, Dick? It isn't just that he's Tim's hero (though he is, he'll always be) but because the younger of the two has fallen head over heels for him in a way that he could never manage to stop. Didn't want to, now, with how sweet and gentle Dick is as he pushes Tim onto his back on the couch.
He sinks into the cushions with a pleading little moan, arching up into Dick in a desperate attempt not to lose any contact. They've messed around before, but Tim's never felt quite this needy, like he might well and truly die if Dick leaves him there on his own now. It's a fear he never thought he'd experience.
Fortunately for him, he feels those perfectly shaped lips press to his skin again. The kiss to his cock is pure electricity shooting through him, even with the thin layer of cloth in the way. One of his hands tangles in Dick's hair, not rough but still frenzied. Tim can feel his grip on reality slipping. ]
I want you to fuck me, Dick. I want you to take my-- [ He cuts himself off, blush beginning to shift from pink to red the further down his chest it stretches. It's embarrassing to admit, but it feels like it would be wrong not to tell Dick the truth. Like he'd be tricking him into something. Tim's pretty good at that, but he'd never do it in a situation like this. Not with Dick. ]
I haven't done it before. Let someone have me. But I want to. I want it to be you.
[ He'd done a few things in his teen years, he's not a total loser. But he'd never quite let it go that far. He'd been too busy saving the world. And there was all of that shit in school about saving it for someone special, it just. Hadn't happened. ]
Will you?
oops--wrote you a novel
oh. oh.
dark eyes widen as his heart skips a beat, his chest undecided between filling with butterflies or twisting heavy with heat.
of course he's asked Tim what he's wanted before, and the answer of you has always played on their lips. he loves hearing Tim talk dirty, loves when he finally lets go of that tightly held self control, when that articulate tongue falters beneath pleasured moans. but they'd never gone down this path before. Tim hasn't ever shared that he's never had sex before, and it surprises Dick for how experienced Tim seemed. a natural. a quick learner. a high-functioning perfectionist, just like he is with everything else.
Dick can't help but stare up at Tim for a beat. the expression Tim's face is devastatingly vulnerable, and his gorgeous, flushed body is still in the leather jacket clinging within an inch of its life. those precious words ask him what he could never deny, as much as he really tried to hold it off ( is he taking advantage of a boy who has hero-worshipped him since before he even knew what a hard-on was? is he going to hurt, then lose, the person he adores to no end? does he even deserve to be seen like this after everything he's done? ). but now, all those questions fall away as Tim continues and makes it obvious that he's thought this through, practically begging for Dick to take him. all of him. as much as Tim is trusting him, Dick knows he has to trust Tim now in return, trust that he knows what he wants and means what he says. ]
Yeah. [ he nods. ] Yeah, Tim. Of course. I--thank you for telling me. I want that, too. [ he smiles, the warmth softening his eyes. to be the only person who's ever had Tim and to do it right. (unlike the way he lost his own virginity, at sixteen, to a woman who was manipulating him to get to Bruce but that's besides the point. ) ]
Gonna make it feel so good for you, okay? But promise me you'll talk to me and tell me if anything feels off.
I love it tbh
He's messed around with Stephanie, and his Young Justice buddies. Tim's even fingered himself out of pure curiosity before. But he's never had anyone inside of him before, and that somehow feels like the most sacred sort of virginity there is. The idea of it being Dick makes heat pool even more dramatically in his groin and he can feel his underwear getting more damp with precome.
A sigh of relief leaves him before he can stop it, and he nods his head adorably at what Dick says. ]
I will. I promise.
[ And he does trust Dick, obviously, to take care of him and also to tell him what he likes. He's discovered a few things through porn and the like, but he's still figuring out what sort of things he'd be into, too. There's also just not a lot of things Dick could ask for that Tim wouldn't at try. Both to please him and because of his undying curiosity.
He pets through Dick's hair, watching him with a heated gaze to see how he wants to approach things. Just because they've agreed about the outcome doesn't necessarily mean they have to rush in that direction. Tim is young and more than healthy enough to have a short refractory period. ]
Everything I have is yours.
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Good.
[ a kiss gets pressed to the inside of Tim's thigh before his smile widens, a little teasing as his teeth catch the elastic of Tim's underwear to pull it down. his hands shift too, nudging those narrow hips enough to push the fabric out of the way, reluctantly moving enough to get it off one of Tim's legs. he doesn't bother with the other as Tim's cock is revealed and he looks at it, teeth catching his own bottom lip, marveling at the sight of it straining, weeping for him, so hard and red and needy already.
a quiet sound catches in his throat as he takes the tip into his mouth, sucking away a bead of precum and tasting Tim. but he's merciful. he's teased Tim enough, so takes him into his mouth, eyes falling shut as he feels Tim slide in, little bobs of his head hollowing out his cheeks as he sucks, tongue working with every bob. ]
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Tim chokes on an intake of breath as he watches Dick's kiss swollen sink down over him. It's the most erotic thing he's ever seen, far hotter than any porn, and his cock twitches eagerly with need. It feels so good he can barely keep his eyes open, but doesn't dare let them close.
It takes a lot of self restraint to not just thrust upwards, especially when all he wants is more of that tight, warm heat. His fingers grip at Dick's hair once more, and this time it's a little less controlled. It's not intentional, not even conscious, he just knows that he needs more. ]
Ahh, Dick. That feels amazing. Nn, fuck...!
[ It's only thanks to Dick's bulk above him that he doesn't writhe like a wanton whore, caught up in the pleasure. His erection throbs against the man's tongue, leaking towards the back of his throat with each bob. Tim's not sure how long he's going to be able to last, but he's fighting with every cell in his body not to come too fast and embarrass himself. ]
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the way Tim's hips strain beneath his steadying hand is so cute, the taste of precome on his tongue intoxicating as he takes Tim in deeper still. dark eyes slide shut as he eases Tim deep down his throat, gag reflex suppressed skillfully until Tim is completely sheathed in his mouth. he slowly bobs his head a couple times, toes curling with the way Tim feels in his mouth, his hard flesh throbbing against this tongue, milking drops of sweet-salty dew. he pulls off for air again with a thick groan. a strand of milky saliva stretching before breaking between Dick's mouth and the slick head of Tim's erection.
he licks his lips and takes Tim into his hand, wrapping his fingers around Tim's slick, hard length, working him in his hand. his stomach clenches with the pang of arousal that bolts through him when his gaze traces up Tim's body. Tim is all pink flushed skin, a sheen of sweat, a gorgeous twist of pleasure on his expression, and all his to have. ]
Want me to take the edge off for you, Timmy? [ his voice is husky when he speaks before he trails a few kisses trailing down Tim's cock, fingers lifting away to make space for his kisses. ] You're so worked up for me...wanna come in my mouth first?
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Fortunately for him, he's at least aware enough to note that Dick likes his hair getting pulled. One of the reasons he was such a brilliant Robin is his sharpened observation skills, rarely ever missing missing a thing. It made him a great strategist, and looks to be helping make him a good lover, too.
Not that he has much control in how he pulls Dick's hair. He's too overcome with pleasure to prevent it, and he gives a pathetic little disappointed noise when Dick pulls off to speak. Dick's voice sounds like velvet stretched over rough gravel, and between that and the way his hand strokes at him, Tim needs a few solid seconds to even understand what's being asked of him. Then he nods stupidly, fascinated by the way Dick kisses at his cock like it's something precious to be worshiped. Fuck, that's hot. ]
Yeah. I wanna--wanna come in your mouth, Dick. Please.
[ Tim is certainly not above begging when the hottest guy he's ever known seems so determined to make him feel good. He knows he's not going to be able to hold himself off if Dick keeps going, it wouldn't matter if he had more self control than anyone else that had ever existed. ]
sorry timmy...
Yeah, Timmy?
[ it's practically moaned out as Tim bites back his noises and those fingers tug on his hair, which makes a husky curse fall from Dick's lips. ]
I changed my mind.
[ even his patience has limits, and Tim clearly exploits his weaknesses and wants to urge him on, so is it really his fault that he's overheating here, still fully dressed?
he pulls away with a last kiss to Tim's cock then makes his way back up Tim's body. it's a little cruel, maybe more than a little cruel, but Dick truly has Tim's best interest in mind. he would deny that there might be any part of him that might enjoy it, taking away what he was offering in order to reduce those razer sharp thoughts even more, to hear Tim beg. it was so hot, and besides, Tim was still managing to hold back his sounds somehow. that was not acceptable. truly, doing this might perhaps help Tim relax, maybe, so... ]
Come here, just gonna take us to the bed where we'll have lube and you'll be more comfortable, mmkay?
[ he wraps Tim's legs around his waist and straightens them both, broad hands gripping Tim's thighs to lift him as he finds one knee, then the other, and steps onto the floor and starts towards Tim's bedroom. ]
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Dick...!
[ Tim practically sobs as he clings to him far tighter than necessary the moment he's able. It wouldn't be so damn mean if he hadn't been so close. It's hard for him to imagine that this could somehow be for the best, but he's able to remind himself that Dick knows more than him about all of this. This is Tim Drake, and his rational brain is still functioning at this point.
Still, he shakes like a leaf as he hides his face against Dick's strong shoulder. Doesn't loosen his grip in the slightest even as he's hauled up so they can go to his room. It's a good thing Dick's so damn strong, because though he's all lithe lean muscle, that muscle is still dense. He's not at risk of falling onto his ass on the floor, anyway.
Tim only unwinds from him when he feels the soft comforter on top his (quite large) bed against his back, and he can't help the way he glares a little even behind the wetness of his eyes. ]
You said you were going to take care of me.
[ At this point he's acting like a brat, but can he really be blamed for it? He's not genuinely upset, but he is frustrated. ]
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I'm sorry. I am going to take care of you.
[ he is sorry. genuinely, especially when he sees the mistiness in Tim's eyes, though the whining and glaring is...adorable, and Dick can't quite hold back the mirth in his eyes. he wants nothing but to be back against Tim right now, so he hastily tugs off his hoodie, revealing the expanse of toned muscle, scars new and old, a few bruises from the last fight, and the way his own skin is flushed, clearly just as into this as Tim is.
he drops the black hoodie to the floor with a relieved sigh as he kisses Tim again, then reaches over to the bedside table to pull out the little tube of lube. ]
You're being so good for me. So patient.
[ he makes his way down Tim's body again and drapes a long leg over his shoulder, mouth kissing the inside of Tim's thigh as he props himself on his elbows and pops the tube open. his toes curl with anticipation as he smiles up at Tim. ]
Has anyone ever touched you here before?
[ he should probably put his mouth to better use rather than as Tim more embarrassing questions. ]
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His tongue darts out to wet his lips as Dick makes his way down his body, and maybe he's just a little nervous, because he has no experience in this part and wants to be perfect regardless. Expects it of himself, even.
At first the only response to the question is a little huff. His cheeks are already flushed from the heat, so his embarrassment doesn't change a whole lot. What is Dick aiming for, here? He already told him he hadn't let anyone fuck him before. Is he trying to gauge how experienced he is with just fingers? Does it get him hot and bothered to know he'll be Tim's first time doing this with anyone else, too? Does he want to embarrass him? He can't be sure, and his eyes narrow suspiciously even as he answers. ]
No. Just me, a couple of times.
[ There were plenty of guys who had expressed and interest, but Tim had shut that down immediately. Either he didn't trust them enough, or the idea of being so vulnerable made his skin crawl. But, like he is with most things, Dick is special. Tim wants to feel Dick's cock inside of him. He's not above begging if that's what it comes down to. ]
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heās not asking to embarrass Tim, or to make him self-conscious. it makes him hot to know that heās the only person who has ever been here, but mostly, he just wants to make sure heās doing this right, wants to know how gentle to be.
the suspicious look Tim gives him has him pressing little placating kisses along his thigh, before he reassures with a smile. ]
I love that, Tim. Just relax. Iāve got you.
[ he really does love it, and itās probably obvious from the way he shuts up and takes Timās cock back into his mouth after that. when his hand reaches Timās opening, his fingers are slick with warmed up lube and he spends a few seconds circling that tight little pucker. a particularly smooth stroke of his tongue is paired with a finger pressing into Tim, and he has pull off a bit not to choke as that tight, warm heat surrounds the tip of his finger.
holy hell, how is he ever going to fit in there. he pulls his finger out a little, then presses back in, giving Tim just the tip of his finger to get accustomed to. his cock throbs with anticipation as he presses in a little further, wiggling the finger back and forth. he casts his gaze upwards to Timās face as he eases in to the next knuckle, a pleased hum vibrating on Timās member. ]
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His first thought is that Dick probably doesn't need to go as slow as he is, because Tim's fingered himself before. Then that finger presses in fully and he is quickly reminded that yes, Dick has bigger hands than him so his fingers would have to be thicker, too. There's no pain, thanks to the amount of care that he's taking, and Tim ends up very grateful that Dick is the one leading the way this first time. Tim's eager enough that he probably would've done something stupid and gotten himself hurt.
One of his hands curls into the bedding next to him and the other returns to Dick's hair. Tim doesn't know much about what Dick likes, but he's gotten a positive reaction out of tugging at his hair so he's going to keeping using that to his advantage until he manages to learn more. He's a very strategic guy, after all. ]
Nn, Dick... You look really, really hot like this.
[ It's mindless horny babbling--Tim feels like he's only got a few brain cells left that haven't positively melted and who knows how long he'll manage to hold onto them. ]
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heās pretty sure it would be easier to withstand Ivyās poison than how Tim is making him feel right now.
a second finger slides in beside the first, and he watches Tim through hazy eyes, arousal curling heavy in his body. he pulls off Timās cock with a groan. ]
Fuck, Tim, you do too. Youāre so tightā¦doing so good.
[ mindless horny babbling is one way to put it, but Dick canāt stop the husky curse that falls from his lips as he starts to scissor his fingers to stretch Tim out some more. then, he eases in a little more, hitches Timās leg a little higher on his shoulder to bend him more, then bends his fingers until he feels that magical little spot. ]
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It's a lot easier said than done, though, when he feels those skilled fingers curl and then rub right against his prostate. Tim immediately gasps, back arching up off the bed dramatically as his eyes go wide. He'd managed to find that bundle of nerves before, but hadn't had a lot of success with actually getting off using it. Inexperience, mostly.
The moan Tim gives when he experiences that sort of pleasure for the first time is downright shameful--loud, a little whiny, clearly shocked by just how exceptional it feels. That very careful, measured sense of self-control that has kept him mostly quiet shatters. His toes and fingers both curl against the sheets, and Tim is back to trembling. ]
Ohmygod, Dick! Please, I.. it's so good. I need more. Please!
[ He gets it, now, why people go to such extreme lengths to get this feeling. Dick has opened his eyes into an entire new world. ]
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it makes him bite down on his own lower lip to hold back the pleasure coiling tight through his gut. heāll hold his own need at bay to focus on Tim, on the way that sexy, lithe body arches clear off the bed, those brilliant eyes glazing over from pleasure as his name falls from reddened lips, lewd in a way heās never heard from Tim before. it might have been mean to deny Tim from coming in his mouth, but this moment proves to be worth it. judging from the shock in Timās voice, perhaps Tim hasnāt ever felt this way before. ]
Mm..., Iām gonna give you everything you want, Tim. [ he promises sweetly, voice rough with need, answering the whine in Tim's tone with. ] Gotta get you nice and loose for me first, okay? Imagine how Iām gonna feel inside you. Touching you right hereā¦
[ he groans as he twists his fingers to stroke Timās prostate with the tip while he parts his digits to stretch that tight muscle open. he knows exactly how to do this. itās no secret that heās well-practiced (heās not oblivious to whatās said about him), but it feels like everything heās done has been to build up to this moment, to make Tim feel good, to take him to new heights of pleasure.
he slowly pulls his fingers out and makes up for the loss with his mouth again, hot tongue lapping up all the precum thatās weeping from Timās cock now. Timās so close. he can feel it, but he keeps him just on the edge as two fingers turn into three, his mouth on Tim's cock helping to skillfully balancing pleasure with discomfort until heās absolutely satisfied that Tim is ready.
only then, does he start to ease back, the anticipation almost killing him as he pushes pants and underwear off his own hips. his cock is throbbing from how hard he is for Tim, pressing to his abdomen, so sensitive already. he's breathing hard but he reaches up to cup Tim's cheek in a tender gesture as he grabs the lube with his other hand. ]
You okay, baby? Ready?
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The rest of the world doesn't exist anymore. Even when Dick lets him go, his focus is entirely on how to get back to that soaring high. His pupils are still blown wide, and Tim almost looks a little feral when he stares at Dick's erection. His well prepped hole clenches with need, intimidated and fascinated by the idea of Dick finally taking him. He's been a good boy. He's waited so long. It'll break him if Dick denies him now. ]
Please, Dick. I need you to fuck me. Please. Please.
[ His voice is a little hoarse from how loud he was when Dick stretched him. There isn't any shame in his eyes, just pure need. He definitely looks like he's going to cry if Dick turns him down now, and he's still a little afraid that he might. A touch of insecurity, maybe.
Tim bites at his bottom lip, staring up at him looking terribly vulnerable. It's maybe his least favorite thing to feel, but it's worth it if he can have this. ]
Please.
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after making quick work of the copious amount of lube, he drapes himself over Timās body and presses between toned thighs to kiss those whining lips. a slow, deep breath as he guides himself to line up with Timās hole, the length of his cock sliding between Timās cheeks for a second. the head of his cock skids across Timās pucker and he breaks the kiss with a moan. ]
Fuck, Timā¦
[ slowly, he pushes in, breaching that tight ring with the help of his hand. his breath is caught in his throat as tight, velvety wraps around his tip, and Dickās whole body is tense with the effort of holding back. nothing else matters in the world right now. all his attention is focused Timās body, his face inches away from Timās, darkened eyes hazily meeting Timās gaze. ]
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It hurts a little. Not a sharp pain or anything to be worried about, just his muscles trying to adjust to the new feeling. But with the ache comes the knowledge that this is finally happening and it warms him all over. They're connected, just the two of them. ]
Dick... oh, Dick!
[ His head falls back against the bed, dark hair fanning around him as his back arches again. It almost feels like he's being split in half the further Dick inches in, and his body squeezes around the thick length. Pleasure slowly starts to win out over pain and he keens again. It's so hard not to squirm and try to draw Dick in even deeper. ]
Please!
[ Tim's not even sure what he's begging for, just knows that he won't survive without more. More of anything Dick has to give him. ]
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