[ When Bruce reassures him of his being able to stay here for the night (morning?), Barry finds himself sweetly smiling at that. He doesn't want to say he figured as much or didn't think Bruce the type to have this wild almost nonstop sex for the past however many hours it's been, only to tell him to take a hike after. But it's nice to hear. Nice to feel that he's wanted here. ]

You say things like that and you might end up being stuck with me.

[ The laugh that spills from his lips is soft and playful but lazy at the same time. His body aches in such a wonderfully satisfied way and despite his accelerated healing, it's a sort of exhaustion that he doesn't mind having it take its time to leave him.

He shifts then, lazy, scooting in a bit closer to the other man and letting an arm drape around his middle, Barry's head dropping down to Bruce's chest. If the guy isn't going to scoot in, then Barry will do it and unless Bruce gets all what are you doing?? on him, he doesn't intend to move. At least not anytime soon. ]

You tired me out so good. [ He murmurs. ] I'm gonna eat everything in your house when I can get up.