Merry Christmas Baby.
Pairing: Bruce/Dick [Batman]
Date Written: December 17, 2005
Dick is entering the kitchen and Bruce is leaving it when they both look up at the entranceway at the same time. Hanging there is a small bunch of mistletoe. Bruce frowns. Dick grins.
“You know, it’s bad luck not to kiss.”
Bruce looks down at Dick. “I’m sure that doesn’t apply to all situations.”
Dick throws his arms up around Bruce’s neck. “C’mon, Bruce. Just a peck.”
Slowly, Bruce leans down and brushes his lips against the corner of Dick’s mouth. Dick turns his head slightly as Bruce is pulling back and kisses him full on the lips. Bruce moans in surprise and his hands come down to rest on Dick’s waist. So Dick kisses him again, this time flicking his tongue out to taste Bruce’s lips. Bruce opens his mouth to Dick’s tongue and glides his against Dick’s until Dick presses in against him. They swallow each other’s moans over and over again until Dick finally, reluctantly, pulls back to breathe.
“Now that’s what I call a kiss.”
Bruce smirks slightly before picking Dick up and throwing him over his shoulder. He carries him out of the kitchen and up the stairs, into the master bedroom, depositing him on the bed. Dick leans up on his elbows and grins.
“Bruce, I never knew you had it in you.”
“Don’t worry, Dick, I’ll go real slow.”
He says it as he leans down and flicks his tongue just below Dick’s ear.
“Slow… oh!” Dick moans and clutches at Bruce’s back.
Bruce slides his hands up under Dick’s sweater, pulling it up over his stomach and chest as he kisses Dick’s neck. Dick tilts his head back to give Bruce better access until Bruce moves to pull the sweater over his head. Once it’s off, Bruce’s mouth trails down Dick’s chest and stomach to the waistband of his pants. As Bruce licks at Dick’s skin, Dick shivers.
“More, Bruce.”
“Patience is a virtue.”
He mouths the words against Dick’s skin and Dick moans. “You want me to be virtuous at a time like this?”
Bruce doesn’t answer him. Instead, he undoes Dick’s pants and slides them off his body to the floor. Bruce’s mouth moves down one of Dick’s hips to his inner thigh, avoiding his cock. Dick’s hands come down to dig into Bruce’s hair.
“Oh, yeah.”
That’s when Bruce’s teeth dig into Dick’s skin. He sucks hard as Dick shakes until he’s left a mark, and then repeats the process all over both of Dick’s thighs. Slowly, Bruce moves inward toward Dick’s cock and balls. Dick begs softly.
“Please, Bruce, please.”
Bruce flattens his tongue against Dick’s balls before taking them into his mouth. He just barely sucks at them in turn before letting them go and then his tongue moves to the underside of Dick’s cock. He flicks it lightly all the way up to the head and then swirls it around. Dick’s hips buck and his fingers wrap around the ends of Bruce’s hair.
“Please.”
Bruce lifts his head slightly so his eyes meet Dick’s. They’re intense and full of lust. “Please what?”
Dick’s mouth goes dry. “Please suck my cock.”
Slowly, Bruce’s head drops back down. He takes the head of Dick’s cock in his mouth and sucks lightly while his fingers dance up and down Dick’s length. As Dick moans, Bruce increases the pressure from his fingers until Dick is crying out for him.
“Oh, yes. Bruce. Yes. Fuck yes.”
When Dick comes, it’s with a near-scream of Bruce’s name. Bruce swallows and pulls back. As Dick shakes slightly, Bruce quickly and efficiently strips out of his clothes. When he’s undressed, he climbs into bed between Dick’s legs and prepares him before grabbing his legs and throwing them over his shoulders. As he slides inside Dick, Dick’s hips buck to take him all the way in. Bruce grabs Dick’s hips hard enough to bruise as he starts fucking Dick slowly. So slowly that Dick squirms beneath him.
“Oh, Bruce. Harder, faster, anything, please.”
Bruce ignores Dick and keeps fucking him as slow as he can manage. Dick folds himself in half to reach for the back of Bruce’s neck. His fingernails dig in hard and rake down, drawing blood. Bruce cries out and his hips buck hard into Dick’s body. Dick growls and takes Bruce’s mouth in a hungry kiss. Bruce bears Dick down toward the bed and fucks him progressively harder until the headboard is hitting the wall and Dick is moaning so loudly that Bruce is sure his ears will never stop ringing. That’s when Bruce lets go of one of Dick’s hips and reaches for Dick’s hand, wrapping it around his cock. They stroke Dick’s cock together, faster and faster until Dick comes with a muted scream.
“Bruce…”
“Dick.”
It’s barely a gasp as Bruce comes nearly on top of Dick. Bruce tries not to collapse on top of Dick and holds himself up on shaky arms over him instead. Dick grins up at him lazily.
“Merry Christmas, Bruce.”
Bruce smirks slightly. “Is this my present?”
Dick laughs. “Well, what do you get the man who has everything?”
Bruce can’t help but grin. “Merry Christmas to you too, Dick.”
Date Written: December 17, 2005
Dick is entering the kitchen and Bruce is leaving it when they both look up at the entranceway at the same time. Hanging there is a small bunch of mistletoe. Bruce frowns. Dick grins.
“You know, it’s bad luck not to kiss.”
Bruce looks down at Dick. “I’m sure that doesn’t apply to all situations.”
Dick throws his arms up around Bruce’s neck. “C’mon, Bruce. Just a peck.”
Slowly, Bruce leans down and brushes his lips against the corner of Dick’s mouth. Dick turns his head slightly as Bruce is pulling back and kisses him full on the lips. Bruce moans in surprise and his hands come down to rest on Dick’s waist. So Dick kisses him again, this time flicking his tongue out to taste Bruce’s lips. Bruce opens his mouth to Dick’s tongue and glides his against Dick’s until Dick presses in against him. They swallow each other’s moans over and over again until Dick finally, reluctantly, pulls back to breathe.
“Now that’s what I call a kiss.”
Bruce smirks slightly before picking Dick up and throwing him over his shoulder. He carries him out of the kitchen and up the stairs, into the master bedroom, depositing him on the bed. Dick leans up on his elbows and grins.
“Bruce, I never knew you had it in you.”
“Don’t worry, Dick, I’ll go real slow.”
He says it as he leans down and flicks his tongue just below Dick’s ear.
“Slow… oh!” Dick moans and clutches at Bruce’s back.
Bruce slides his hands up under Dick’s sweater, pulling it up over his stomach and chest as he kisses Dick’s neck. Dick tilts his head back to give Bruce better access until Bruce moves to pull the sweater over his head. Once it’s off, Bruce’s mouth trails down Dick’s chest and stomach to the waistband of his pants. As Bruce licks at Dick’s skin, Dick shivers.
“More, Bruce.”
“Patience is a virtue.”
He mouths the words against Dick’s skin and Dick moans. “You want me to be virtuous at a time like this?”
Bruce doesn’t answer him. Instead, he undoes Dick’s pants and slides them off his body to the floor. Bruce’s mouth moves down one of Dick’s hips to his inner thigh, avoiding his cock. Dick’s hands come down to dig into Bruce’s hair.
“Oh, yeah.”
That’s when Bruce’s teeth dig into Dick’s skin. He sucks hard as Dick shakes until he’s left a mark, and then repeats the process all over both of Dick’s thighs. Slowly, Bruce moves inward toward Dick’s cock and balls. Dick begs softly.
“Please, Bruce, please.”
Bruce flattens his tongue against Dick’s balls before taking them into his mouth. He just barely sucks at them in turn before letting them go and then his tongue moves to the underside of Dick’s cock. He flicks it lightly all the way up to the head and then swirls it around. Dick’s hips buck and his fingers wrap around the ends of Bruce’s hair.
“Please.”
Bruce lifts his head slightly so his eyes meet Dick’s. They’re intense and full of lust. “Please what?”
Dick’s mouth goes dry. “Please suck my cock.”
Slowly, Bruce’s head drops back down. He takes the head of Dick’s cock in his mouth and sucks lightly while his fingers dance up and down Dick’s length. As Dick moans, Bruce increases the pressure from his fingers until Dick is crying out for him.
“Oh, yes. Bruce. Yes. Fuck yes.”
When Dick comes, it’s with a near-scream of Bruce’s name. Bruce swallows and pulls back. As Dick shakes slightly, Bruce quickly and efficiently strips out of his clothes. When he’s undressed, he climbs into bed between Dick’s legs and prepares him before grabbing his legs and throwing them over his shoulders. As he slides inside Dick, Dick’s hips buck to take him all the way in. Bruce grabs Dick’s hips hard enough to bruise as he starts fucking Dick slowly. So slowly that Dick squirms beneath him.
“Oh, Bruce. Harder, faster, anything, please.”
Bruce ignores Dick and keeps fucking him as slow as he can manage. Dick folds himself in half to reach for the back of Bruce’s neck. His fingernails dig in hard and rake down, drawing blood. Bruce cries out and his hips buck hard into Dick’s body. Dick growls and takes Bruce’s mouth in a hungry kiss. Bruce bears Dick down toward the bed and fucks him progressively harder until the headboard is hitting the wall and Dick is moaning so loudly that Bruce is sure his ears will never stop ringing. That’s when Bruce lets go of one of Dick’s hips and reaches for Dick’s hand, wrapping it around his cock. They stroke Dick’s cock together, faster and faster until Dick comes with a muted scream.
“Bruce…”
“Dick.”
It’s barely a gasp as Bruce comes nearly on top of Dick. Bruce tries not to collapse on top of Dick and holds himself up on shaky arms over him instead. Dick grins up at him lazily.
“Merry Christmas, Bruce.”
Bruce smirks slightly. “Is this my present?”
Dick laughs. “Well, what do you get the man who has everything?”
Bruce can’t help but grin. “Merry Christmas to you too, Dick.”