[ Bruce gets over him, settles down, enjoying being able to stretch out and just kiss him, palming over his chest, pushing open that robe. ]
'Dangerously close'? [ He gets a kiss on Barry's cheekbone as he slips a hand over his shoulder, encouraging his arms out of the robe sleeves. Not letting him up to do away with it, hitching close to rock down against him, between his thighs. His physical self can be a little overwhelming, but Barry looked so pleased, and it went straight to Bruce's cock. He captures his mouth again before shifting to one side, stretching an arm out. ] Can't be missing that.
[ He fishes lube out of a bedside compartment, which is free of the depressing clutter that had plagued it for a few years. (Pill bottles, empty glasses, wine stains.) Silicone-based. You know. Friction. Speed. Just in case. He clicks it open and gets his hand wet, reaches between them to slick it cool and sticky just below Barry's navel, warming it up, teasing him, not-quite-there. ]
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'Dangerously close'? [ He gets a kiss on Barry's cheekbone as he slips a hand over his shoulder, encouraging his arms out of the robe sleeves. Not letting him up to do away with it, hitching close to rock down against him, between his thighs. His physical self can be a little overwhelming, but Barry looked so pleased, and it went straight to Bruce's cock. He captures his mouth again before shifting to one side, stretching an arm out. ] Can't be missing that.
[ He fishes lube out of a bedside compartment, which is free of the depressing clutter that had plagued it for a few years. (Pill bottles, empty glasses, wine stains.) Silicone-based. You know. Friction. Speed. Just in case. He clicks it open and gets his hand wet, reaches between them to slick it cool and sticky just below Barry's navel, warming it up, teasing him, not-quite-there. ]