[ Despite the playful thought of being the one to boss Bruce around, somehow the other man turns the tables on him and he finds his back pressed against the mattress, lips locked in a heated kiss he can't help but moan into. Barry could so easily fall into doing whatever Bruce says — whatever the other man asks of him and he wants to, is the thing.

Fingers stroke along Bruce's neck, soft little gasps spilling from his lips as he tilts his head back some, arching into the other man as he takes to sucking at his neck — at touching him wherever he so desires. It takes him a moment to collect his thoughts, to remember that he was, just seconds ago, playfully threatening to boss him around if he wanted. When it comes back to him, he looks down to the other man, hands smoothing along Bruce's shoulder blades in an attempt to keep him close. ]

You're such a cheater... [ Words he mutters with a quiet laugh on his lips before he's humming in thought. ] ...see how long you can go without touching me as I ride you. Maybe I'd cuff you so you can't. Just to be sure.