[No moaning, dear god please don't, he's getting worn out from the constant banging and yet it's like a pavlovian response by now to associate the sound with wanting to fuck him. Nevertheless he's cozy and to that question, Dick can probably see a few stray bite marks on Junpei's neck that definitely don't belong to him. Instead of responding about practice, he worms his way closer because the gentle treatment's kind of nice.]

You caught me. I'm gonna leave right after this to go fuck someone else to get better. [Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit. But the line of his eyebrows softens and he relaxes again, nose burrowing a little into Dick's chest.

Sometimes he daydreams about doing this with other people and it's harder to deal than he likes. Sometimes he takes what he can get and hopes it's not weird.] You're a very comfortable person, Grayson. [Mumbled into his chest, and maybe with more meaning than just physically comfortable.] We'll get up later then. The rest of the ship can wait for a while.