[ The sounds Barry makes are driving him just a little crazy. Bruce sinks his teeth into that place on his throat, steady pressure without sharpness, leaving a hickey. A bit teenager in the back of a theater of him, but Barry can probably regen it easy enough. Hopefully. (Or not?) He rocks more into him, then shifts his weight so that the slight change in posture allows him to rub his cock up against the younger man's, fingers loosening only just enough to press them together, hard against hard.
And what he says. Fuck. ]
Coming again won't be a problem, [ he husks against him. There is no real bat-growl in this universe, courtesy of his spooky synthesizer, but still there's something low and a bit darker-sounding about him when he gets cranked like this.
He moves his hand, leaving them pressed all together but moving lower, stroking beneath his balls, watching his reaction. ] Do you like getting yourself off like this?
[ Asking 'have you been fucked before' feels both rude and obvious, he skitters away from that. Bruce has no actual jitters about who's first time doing what; everyone's on their own schedule. ]
no subject
And what he says. Fuck. ]
Coming again won't be a problem, [ he husks against him. There is no real bat-growl in this universe, courtesy of his spooky synthesizer, but still there's something low and a bit darker-sounding about him when he gets cranked like this.
He moves his hand, leaving them pressed all together but moving lower, stroking beneath his balls, watching his reaction. ] Do you like getting yourself off like this?
[ Asking 'have you been fucked before' feels both rude and obvious, he skitters away from that. Bruce has no actual jitters about who's first time doing what; everyone's on their own schedule. ]