[ Barry can feel some part of him slip away the more he rides that cock he's fed. That awkward, sheepish part of him replaced by a more confident — a more slutty and playful side of him that adores the way Bruce fucks him and the sex they've had over the course of however many hours it's been now. Four times in one go, in a way, with a fifth on the way here. It's the most sex he's ever had and he feels addicted to how good it all is — where he doesn't have to think about anything else. Just the way Bruce and that cock make him feel.

Slowing in how he moves against him, he looks down to Bruce then, licking over his lips at those words stir something a little more slutty within him. ]

You want me to be here? Taking your cock whenever you want?

[ With a slow roll of his hips, he rocks against that lap in a way that's painfully good even for him and moans as he lets his head fall back again, just staying like that and feeling how full he is with having the entire length of that cock inside him.

When he finally finds it within himself to look back down to the man with face flushed and skin slick with sweat, he hums quietly to himself and begins to slowly roll those hips of his again on that lap. Watching Bruce with eyes heavy in their desire. ]

Want you to breed me. Want your cock to be the only one I want.

[ Falling forward, he braces himself on his hands and kisses Bruce. Deeply. Rocking harder and quicker against that cock as he feels his own twitching from how badly he wants to come. ]

Fuck me, Bruce. Fuck me and make me yours.

[ Words he trails with open-mouthed kisses along the other man's chin and over his lips, rocking harder, harder, harder as he bounces back on that cock like it's all he needs right now. Like being fucked by this man is the only thing that matters to him and the only thing that can give him what he needs deep down. ]

Wanna come for you. Want you to be the reason I come.