[Thanks, he's very happy about that. He's busy more or less tracing the lines of his abs and also teasing at the waistband of Dick's boxers despite the fact he's still looking at his face. Or, like, was until the kissing starts and he finds himself letting his eyes close even while he grins in response. For once in his goddamn life he actually looks very relaxed.]
Maybe you were right. [He tilts his head back just a bit to let Dick bite at his throat for however long he wants.] I am lucky. [Granted this was said after Dick called him a fortune cookie but it's fine. It's fine because he's also letting both hands slide into Dick's boxers to smooth over his hips and toward his thighs but still mindful of the injured one. Let's. Not touch that.]
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Maybe you were right. [He tilts his head back just a bit to let Dick bite at his throat for however long he wants.] I am lucky. [Granted this was said after Dick called him a fortune cookie but it's fine. It's fine because he's also letting both hands slide into Dick's boxers to smooth over his hips and toward his thighs but still mindful of the injured one. Let's. Not touch that.]