for Dick (NSFW)

[goodfellow]

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"I was kidding," he said as he dropped the bag of food on the side table, "about the food." Dick stepped forward to slide an arm around Rob's shoulders. He was intent on the man, not the food, and the silk sheets that had been stuck in his head since he'd met Rob as Nightwing.

Robin actually was rather hungry, but he was more interested in sex (the world would simply not be right were this not the case), and rather fond of post-coital food-in-bed besides.

He pressed himself close to Dick, draped his arms loosely around his waist, and kissed him. It was not a tentative first kiss, but one filled with confidence as to where they were headed.

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[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Oh, but that was delicious, that reaction, the sounds he made, the way his body moved. Robin was absolutely dying to bury himself inside Dick, but he had a lot of practice taking his time, too. And he wanted the mortal man begging for it by the time he took him.

And so Robin proceeded to show Dick more of those amazing things, tongue and eventually fingers working him like he was a finely tuned instrument.

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

Everywhere else in his life, Dick was not a begger. He would never beg for his life, he would never beg for help. Forgiveness, maybe, but only when guilt consumed him.

In bed, however, Dick loved to beg, loved to be teased. He was unabashed in his reaction - letting it build, staring slow as he shifted against the silk, then pushing back harder into Rob's mouth, then lifting his hips, bending his knees. He groaned happily as fingers pressed into him, the shifting turning into a wanton writhe as he attempted to work himself further down onto those digits.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin was loving all of it, every sound, every movement. Dick was shameless, and Robin adored it, even more so because it seemed something of a contrast to his strong presence and body. Dick was obviously loving what Robin was doing to him, and there was no doubt that Robin loved being loved.

It was a long moment before Robin finally lifted his head and moved away. He didn't say a word, just left Dick there on the sheets and slipped away for a moment, returning minutes later with a condom and a bottle of lubricant.

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

Dick was left panting on the bed, arms stretched above him and cheek pressed to the silk. He was almost painfully hard, his cock trapped under his body, the weight and the smooth friction of the silk enough to make him shudder every time he moved.

The pause gave him time to catch his breath and so when Rob returned, he was no longer on the verge of coming - certainly an embarrassment - and he smiled when he came back into view. Mussed hair had fallen into blue eyes and he pushed up onto his forearms to shake it out of the way.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Could I persuade onto your hands and knees, gorgeous?" Robin asked smoothly, climbing back onto the bed and sliding one hand languidly along Dick's side.

"Tell me," he added quietly, leaning down to speak into Dick's ear. "Are you convinced yet?"

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

Dick pushed up as he was asked, settling comfortably on hands and knees, although he would probably end up on knees and forearms at some point in the very near future. "Close," he murmured, letting his head drop as a shiver chased over his skin at the brush of Rob's hand.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin grinned as he watched him, feeling like the cat who ate the canary. Or the cat who was about to eat the canary.

He paused to slick his fingers with oil that smelled slightly of jasmine. Though Dick was already stretched and wet from his previous ministrations, he slid two fingers inside him just to be sure. And as he did so, he leaned down over him and spoke into his ear again, "You are about to be so glad you decided to get that Chinese to go."

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

"Nnn-already am-" the words came out at the end of a groan. Dick arched his back, pressing himself further down onto those fingers. He'd completely forgotten about the food, in fact, and now was going even further to forget anything but Robin's hands on him.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"That's right, gorgeous," Robin purred, and pulled his fingers away, patting Dick's ass lightly before kissing the back of his neck. As he slicked up his cock, he added with some humor, "Oh, and I should mention that you're welcome to be as loud as you like. The walls are soundproofed."

Expensive, but a good investment.

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

"Not that I'd care," he said breathlessly, shifting again on the bed, "maybe I like an audience some times." He laughed at his own joke, head dropping as he settled himself, relaxing and waiting.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin chuckled at that. "Oh, that can be arranged, trust me. Maybe next time, though."

He'd have suggested the balcony, but he'd already been arrested once for that.

Slick and hard and ready, he finally settled himself behind dick, nudging at his entrance. "Sure you're ready?" he purred, just barely pushing in the tip. A testament to his self control, though really... he just wanted to hear Dick ask for it.

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

"God, yes, you awful tease," he moaned, still laughing. Dick tensed, then took a deep breath, relaxing again. "You want me to say it? You want to hear it out loud?"

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin wouldn't have insisted on it if he hadn't asked, but...

He grinned. "Now I do," he said, and pushed in maybe a centimeter farther.

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

"God, Rob," he moaned again, "fuck me." Dick looked back over his shoulder, clearly delighted, but wriggling back almost as hard as he could, wordlessly demanding it.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"You're shameless," Robin sighed fondly, stroking a hand over Dick's back, "and I love it."

Quite done with teasing by now, he pushed inside Dick. He took his time, inch by inch, because he wanted him to be able to take it all, to feel Robin filling him up.

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

"Jesus." He clenched his teeth tight, squeezing his eyes shut. It wasn't that he was badly prepared. It was that, well, Robin was kind of enormous. By the time he was seated, Dick was gasping happily and he fallen down onto his forearms, effectively pushing his ass up until he was flush with Rob's hips.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin groaned, letting his eyes drop closed for a moment at the pure pleasure of it. Dick was tight and hot and perfect, just like he'd known he would be.

For a moment, Robin leaned down against Dick's back. He murmured a few soft endearments in Greek, and then straightened again and slowly began to thrust.

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

Dick moved back as best he could to meet Rob's hips. His back was curved in a smooth dip, forearms sliding against the silk, and he braced himself for leverage. For a moment, he thought to encourage Rob on harder, but no - he liked the slow pace, the burn of friction that shivered up his spine. Rob filled him completely, stretched even, and it made him groan with each thrust.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"You're gorgeous," Robin purred. "Perfect. Absolutely perfect." He continued to thrust for some time before bending at the waist and sliding a hand around to curl his fingers around Dick's cock.

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

"Yes," he murmured, shuddering, "yes, God, that's good." It was exactly the kind of distraction he was looking for. It was one thing to swing yourself off buildings, the rush of the drop was incredible, but these heat, and the weight of Robin inside him - not better, but so different and God so good.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Is it now?" Robin murmured, and began to stroke Dick's cock in time with his thrusts. He was beginning to feel the slow burn of pleasure coiling up inside him, waiting for the perfect opportunity to spring.

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

He whimpered, nodding in response, and his hips began a slow rock between Rob's hand and his hips. Sweat was sticking his hair to the back of his neck and he dropped his head forward between his arms, pulling the line of his back taut. He could feel drops of sweat roll down his spine toward his shoulders and each inch of skin was sensitized, leaving him breathless.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

Robin leaned over him more, breath hot against Dick's neck. He continued to thrust, whispering soft endearments in Greek. "How does this feel, agori mou?" he purred after some time, the breathless heat dripping from his voice. "You are like heaven."

[last-grayson.livejournal.com]

"God damn it," he gritted out as he shuddered hard, orgasm tantalizingly close. "Yes, that's good..." his breath hitched dramatically as Robin hit that perfect spot again, and again, making Dick claw at the silk, hips wriggling back desperately.

[puckfellow.livejournal.com]

"Oh yes," Robin groaned, "oh yes, it's good."

His stamina came from a great deal of practice, and he had every intention of watching Dick come first. It was only polite on a first 'date', he thought.