[ Somewhere in the chaotic spinning that is his thoughts, Barry realizes that he's about to go All The Way with Bruce and that has his heart stammering in his chest with anticipation. Not because he's shy or that he's unsure about this. He wants this. He wants Bruce and to feel him so much and has from the second they first kissed. It's that this is his first time with another man. Completely. And it's with Bruce Wayne.
His breath hitches at both the thought and the way it feels when Bruce rocks against him, eyes slipping shut and the faintest of his moans dropping from his lips before he licks them over. Before he swallows thickly.
Bruce has done this countless times, he thinks. Maybe not (always?) with men as much as women, but for Barry, he worries he might get swept up in Bruce to the point of it becoming... more. Because after all this, when the morning has fully come and no longer flirts with the night outside, he's still not sure what will happen, what any of this will mean, despite neither of them wanting to forget. Things to worry and mull about later, he tells that part of his mind, sighing in such a lovely little way as Bruce touches him in places he's only ever really touched himself. ]
Like this is ok?
[ He asks then, his voice soft. Curious. ]
I mean... you don't want me some other way? Different... position?
[ You know, if Bruce doesn't want something so vanilla. ]
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His breath hitches at both the thought and the way it feels when Bruce rocks against him, eyes slipping shut and the faintest of his moans dropping from his lips before he licks them over. Before he swallows thickly.
Bruce has done this countless times, he thinks. Maybe not (always?) with men as much as women, but for Barry, he worries he might get swept up in Bruce to the point of it becoming... more. Because after all this, when the morning has fully come and no longer flirts with the night outside, he's still not sure what will happen, what any of this will mean, despite neither of them wanting to forget. Things to worry and mull about later, he tells that part of his mind, sighing in such a lovely little way as Bruce touches him in places he's only ever really touched himself. ]
Like this is ok?
[ He asks then, his voice soft. Curious. ]
I mean... you don't want me some other way? Different... position?
[ You know, if Bruce doesn't want something so vanilla. ]