[ Barry is doing alright on the Casanova front, as far as Bruce is concerned. Mainly because it doesn't seem to be something that'd appeal to either of them, and what's actually going on does. When the other man ducks his head, Bruce kisses the side of his mouth, nearly nuzzling at him. Close and interested; he rubs his hands at the small of his back, enjoying the weight of him.
And then—
That. (Hey, expensive pants don't have special locks on them, it's still just a button and a zip.) Is both arousing in its forwardness and something that gives him pause; Bruce is too old not to be self-aware of his hangups, and he won't make it weird, but something does spark in the back of his head. Sort of fond. Fast. ]
You excel at more than you realize, then. [ Look, Barry, he likes you, alright. Bruce kisses him again, wet and open. He shaved today, but it's always a lost cause; texture skin-on-skin. When he pulls back, he tries again with, ] I usually don't ask people for that.
[ Groundbreaking, he knows, that someone who has spent decades hyperfocused on fighting for and protecting other people would have a hard time accepting pleasure purely focused on himself. Bad at sitting back and enjoying. A psychologist would not be impressed. (But there are no shrinks in Gotham who aren't also serial killers, so.) It's not a No, it's a Will you accept how weird I am going to be about everything, sorry it's not just the bat thing. ]
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And then—
That. (Hey, expensive pants don't have special locks on them, it's still just a button and a zip.) Is both arousing in its forwardness and something that gives him pause; Bruce is too old not to be self-aware of his hangups, and he won't make it weird, but something does spark in the back of his head. Sort of fond. Fast. ]
You excel at more than you realize, then. [ Look, Barry, he likes you, alright. Bruce kisses him again, wet and open. He shaved today, but it's always a lost cause; texture skin-on-skin. When he pulls back, he tries again with, ] I usually don't ask people for that.
[ Groundbreaking, he knows, that someone who has spent decades hyperfocused on fighting for and protecting other people would have a hard time accepting pleasure purely focused on himself. Bad at sitting back and enjoying. A psychologist would not be impressed. (But there are no shrinks in Gotham who aren't also serial killers, so.) It's not a No, it's a Will you accept how weird I am going to be about everything, sorry it's not just the bat thing. ]