[ Honestly, even with how fast he is, Bruce could (probably) still take him with his fancy footwork and... arm work... and all.

The words Bruce feeds him stir something up within the speedster and Barry can feel it all go straight to his cock, hips raising just enough to shift a little better against him, hands holding at the other man's shoulders. ]

Mmm, yeah. I wanna choke on your cock until it's the only one I want, Mr. Wayne.

[ The grin he wears on his lips and the way he scrunches up his face in amusement shows he's teasing. For the most part. He does actually want to ride the fuck out of him until Bruce is the only thought in his mind for once.

Leaning down, he kisses the man, humming soft and eager against those lips before he pulls back just enough to flick his tongue over them, huffing a laugh as he lingers there. Nice and close. ]

I think I should suck you off first. What do you think? You miss my mouth already?

[ Even as he asks, he reaches down between them and tugs at the front of those pants Bruce has on. Deciding the man needs a little help with getting that cock of his out. ]