[It seems to work well enough for him, and he doesn't seem to mind that Dick's relaxing and letting him drive, so to speak. His teeth drag a little just for the different sensations and he nips a little harder. The hair petting gets a small appreciative noise from him and his hand scratches harder. Given the position they're in and also the fact Junpei's still wearing his jeans, it's a little bit of a struggle to spread his legs and try to bracket Dick in but he's working on it, deliberately rolling his hips downward to tease him.
What is he doing? Who knows, it's not like he's thinking either outside of wanting to touch and take his time.]
[ The teeth drag gets a shudder out of him, and Dick raises a knee a little to grind against Junpei after that roll, eyes half-lidded and bit of a smirk on his face. He doesn't do much more than that, simply lowering the hand he had on Junpei's arm so he can put it on his hip over his jeans. Dick's only in boxers, comparatively, has been since this started, but he doesn't seem to mind, putting two of his fingers in Junpei's belt loops and tugging slightly, as if teasing ]
[He pulls his mouth off of Dick's shoulder then, slowly grinding down against Dick's leg again even when his hands fall to Junpei's waistband.]
Probably...[And his hands move to pull Dick's fingers off of him one at a time. Almost in one fluid motion he's sitting up and hovering over him on his knees, undoing his belt first and then the top button. The zipper is slowly pulled and he works the jeans down his hips and over his legs, kicking them and the belt off to the side somewhere.]
Better? [He's going to stay kneeling with his legs on either side of Dick, both hands resting on his chest lightly. Granted, a thumb drags over a nipple harshly and curiously but he seems mostly calm about being here.]
[ once his hands are moved from junpei, dick simply lets them rest at his side for now, watching junpei kick off his pants with an appreciative look. ]
Hmhmmm. [ he spreads his own legs as much as he can, bracketed like this, but then there's that drag on his nipple and he grips the sheets underneath him in surprise, letting out a little shuttering breath. his head is still tilted, eyes half-lidded as he stares up at junpei ] So what's your plan of action now?
[ even that's a little challenging in tone, because dick doesn't know when to quit. ]
[Good. That's definitely a nice response and he just smirks a little at that. He doesn't immediately answer, giving a considering hum before he shifts down and bends to place his mouth directly on the same nipple instead, swirling his tongue briefly before letting his mouth move to start kissing and sucking his way down. His hands, meanwhile, are occupied with one just-barely stroking Dick's side and the other shifting to tease at the waistband of his boxers.
Granted, he ruins this by bringing his mouth up just enough to say:]
The only downside of this position is your ass is hard to reach. [Listen. It's a good ass? He's allowed to say it.]
[ there's a definite hitch to his breath at the ministrations, and his back arches a little, his hands still fisting the sheets-- and then junpei says that and dick laughs reflexively, a bright cackle. he lifts a hand just enough to pat junpei on the cheek ]
There, there. You want me to turn around, you can just ask.
[ he knows junpei won't, is the thing, which is part of why he's not too worried about the offer right now-- it's not like it's a position he minds, but when he's made it an express challenge to make him beg (because he thought it'd be funny?) it's a bit of an easy give if dick can't potentially give as hard as he gets as far as touch goes. ]
[Dick's reacting pretty well and for a while Junpei feels good about himself, but then Dick's laughing and pats his cheek which makes him toss his hed just enough to brush him off.]
Nope. I'd rather look at your face while I'm doing this. [Kind of flirty and kind of pointedly because the Nightwing Mask is off and he's taking advantage of this. That said, he bites a little harder somewhere around Dick's ribs while a hand palms him through the front of his boxers.]
[ the smirk is still very much present on his face ]
Glad you think my face is just as nice to look at as my-- [ and then it's wiped out by the combination bite and palm, dick throwing back his head a little as he moans out the last word; ] ass.
[ it's as much of a finished sentence as a reaction to the biting, really. he pushes his hand through junpei's hair, grabbing it and pulling just a little. not enough to pull him off in any sense of the word, though. ]
[There's a joke in here about wordplay but he doesn't make it because that's even more of a response than he expected. Dick pulls his hair and there's another low murmur against Dick's skin, tongue out to trace lines over visible muscles while he's working his way down. If he's keeping his mouth busy, he can't fucking talk and ruin it. He's taking his sweet-ass time though and the heel of his hand drags a little harder over him through his boxers still.
Sill tempted to say something, he stops the impulse by biting harder at Dick's hip, hand replacing his mouth up top to thumb over his nipple again and let his hand lay flat to trace nonsensical patterns. The current plan is constant touching and nothing else.]
[ the thing is dick's bad at staying still and letting things just happen to him, and he commends himself on lasting a whole five minutes before feeling restless this time. he also maybe happens to enjoy it a little rough, so the mix of that is-- his breath hitches and he pulls on junpei's hair a little harder this time. junpei can probably feel him growing harder under his heel, and he grinds his knee into junpei's own crotch in deliberate retaliation, a slow, steady movement. his own mouth isn't currently occupied, either, which means-- ]
Bitey... that's new. [ not entirely, but the force of it is. he doesn't manage to make his tone anything but appreciative, though. ]
[Yeah it's impressive and Junpei knows he'd be even worse if the situation was reversed, so he'll give Dick some credit here. The hairpulling means that his mouth closes around a new portion of exposed skin, but at the comment his gaze flicks up to deliberately stare at him in a way that says "yeah, I know." He finds himself rocking down against Dick's knee, shifting against him for relief of his own and the bulge in his own boxers probably isn't a surprise.
Bitey is new, maybe, and he's half-tempted to stop what he's doing because of Dick's knee between his legs, but regrettably he moves further down. This time there's no biting but he's just. Using Dick's initial trick against him and mouthing at his cock through the cloth of his boxers while his hands slide up the back of his thighs as best as they can.]
You're good with that, right? [The tone is low and a sure-sign that he's a little more than aroused, eyes drawing up the length of Dick's body to look at him again. He doesn't wait for an answer before there's an open-mouth kind of kiss through his boxers again.]
[ dick keeps a hand in junpei's hair, loose enough to let him move freely now, but can't do much more than that when he goes that low, spreading and lifting his legs as much as he can when he feels junpei's hands slide up his thighs to give him better access. to help be able to take his boxers off, because--
dick closes his eyes at the sight and feel of his mouth over him, letting out an appreciative hum. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I'm-- [ the laugh he gives is breathless, a little ] Like you really needed an answer to that. [ considering he hadn't waited for it, for one, and for the other-- well, the bulge in dick's boxers is kind of speaking for itself. ]
[He's settling for slowly rolling the top of Dick's boxers down, not quite stripping him but still letting his mouth take control. A kiss to the top of his thigh and a sharper bite follows even when Dick speaks.]
Maybe I like hearing the answer. Ever think about that? [He's focusing on the bulge though, letting up on the biting to more or less nuzzle with his cheek for a different kind of pressure.]
Careful. Keep telling me stuff like that and I won't shut up any time soon.
[ the tone's light, just like the petting he's currently doing through junpei's hair, not even trying to direct him one way or another even as his breath comes in more harshly. sure, he'd like more than the nuzzling, but-- but it's not like he's objecting to it. still, he rolls his hips a little, in encouragement or protest, dick isn't sure. ]
[Normally he'd actually speed things up at that but no. The challenge is to make Dick beg and he's going to do his best to push that far. There's a pleased murmur while Dick pets his hair, mouth briefly sucking through the fabric covering his erection even while his hands grip onto his hip and thigh, kneading into the muscle there.]
I kinda like when you don't shut up, so really, who's winning here? [He licks a thin stripe right above his waistband. ]
[Huh. Well those words don't help, and even though he presses a kiss to Dick's crotch again before he starts to shimmy his way back up to lay on top of him again. He's comfortably rolling himself down against Dick's hips.]
You're getting way too cocky. I should just leave you like this instead. [He says, even as he bites his jaw again.]
[Lazily biting but a little harder than usual. ] God why are you such a pain in the ass in bed sometimes...? [Given the slow, solid grind down he doesn't seem to mind. ]
Only in bed and only sometimes? I'm losing my touch.
[ he's grinding as well, but junpei's back in touching range so honestly, dick's taking full advantage of that-- even as he hums his appreciation of the harder bites, running his hand over his back to toy with his waistband even as the other goes in between them to run against his chest, catching a nipple. ]
Man, don't get me started about you in general...[He arches up into the touch and sucks at the space under Dick's jaw. He's too old to be leaving marks like this maybe but oh well. Sometimes you just get carried away. His own hands fist into Dick's hair and between them to mirror the movements of Dick's hand.]
I could go on and on about how you actually drive me insane sometimes.
[ dick really shouldn't be letting him do this, considering this stuff will be visible even under his uniform, but he's really not thinking about that, sliding his hand under the band of junpei's boxer to grope his ass even as he speaks: ]
Well, now I'm torn? 'Cause I'm curious, but I'm also... [ his next grind is pointed, now ] not a big fan of being insulted in bed. See my problem?
[ he is absolutely pardoned on that, dick just using one hand to knead junpei's ass and the other still lightly petting his chest, and then-- ]
Wonder Boy? [ his laughing splutter turns into a hitched moan as he bucks into the grip, and he doesn't get to finish whatever comment he was going to make about that particular nickname ]
[He's good with Dick's hands on him, but the moan gets a laugh because it means he gets away with the name and also he takes it as another victory. He keeps a firm grip on him, fingers gently petting along the length while his other hand pulls on his hair again to hold his head back, allowing him to kiss under his chin.]
Yeah. Something like that...[He looks up at him again, the same dark, coy look settled on his features for a moment.] So...what'll it be today? [Is...he asking Dick how he wants Junpei to get him off? Yeah, probably, but it's also just seeing what he'll say.]
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What is he doing? Who knows, it's not like he's thinking either outside of wanting to touch and take his time.]
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Still overdressed, aren't you?
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Probably...[And his hands move to pull Dick's fingers off of him one at a time. Almost in one fluid motion he's sitting up and hovering over him on his knees, undoing his belt first and then the top button. The zipper is slowly pulled and he works the jeans down his hips and over his legs, kicking them and the belt off to the side somewhere.]
Better? [He's going to stay kneeling with his legs on either side of Dick, both hands resting on his chest lightly. Granted, a thumb drags over a nipple harshly and curiously but he seems mostly calm about being here.]
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Hmhmmm. [ he spreads his own legs as much as he can, bracketed like this, but then there's that drag on his nipple and he grips the sheets underneath him in surprise, letting out a little shuttering breath. his head is still tilted, eyes half-lidded as he stares up at junpei ] So what's your plan of action now?
[ even that's a little challenging in tone, because dick doesn't know when to quit. ]
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Granted, he ruins this by bringing his mouth up just enough to say:]
The only downside of this position is your ass is hard to reach. [Listen. It's a good ass? He's allowed to say it.]
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There, there. You want me to turn around, you can just ask.
[ he knows junpei won't, is the thing, which is part of why he's not too worried about the offer right now-- it's not like it's a position he minds, but when he's made it an express challenge to make him beg (because he thought it'd be funny?) it's a bit of an easy give if dick can't potentially give as hard as he gets as far as touch goes. ]
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Nope. I'd rather look at your face while I'm doing this. [Kind of flirty and kind of pointedly because the Nightwing Mask is off and he's taking advantage of this. That said, he bites a little harder somewhere around Dick's ribs while a hand palms him through the front of his boxers.]
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Glad you think my face is just as nice to look at as my-- [ and then it's wiped out by the combination bite and palm, dick throwing back his head a little as he moans out the last word; ] ass.
[ it's as much of a finished sentence as a reaction to the biting, really. he pushes his hand through junpei's hair, grabbing it and pulling just a little. not enough to pull him off in any sense of the word, though. ]
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Sill tempted to say something, he stops the impulse by biting harder at Dick's hip, hand replacing his mouth up top to thumb over his nipple again and let his hand lay flat to trace nonsensical patterns. The current plan is constant touching and nothing else.]
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Bitey... that's new. [ not entirely, but the force of it is. he doesn't manage to make his tone anything but appreciative, though. ]
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Bitey is new, maybe, and he's half-tempted to stop what he's doing because of Dick's knee between his legs, but regrettably he moves further down. This time there's no biting but he's just. Using Dick's initial trick against him and mouthing at his cock through the cloth of his boxers while his hands slide up the back of his thighs as best as they can.]
You're good with that, right? [The tone is low and a sure-sign that he's a little more than aroused, eyes drawing up the length of Dick's body to look at him again. He doesn't wait for an answer before there's an open-mouth kind of kiss through his boxers again.]
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dick closes his eyes at the sight and feel of his mouth over him, letting out an appreciative hum. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I'm-- [ the laugh he gives is breathless, a little ] Like you really needed an answer to that. [ considering he hadn't waited for it, for one, and for the other-- well, the bulge in dick's boxers is kind of speaking for itself. ]
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Maybe I like hearing the answer. Ever think about that? [He's focusing on the bulge though, letting up on the biting to more or less nuzzle with his cheek for a different kind of pressure.]
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[ the tone's light, just like the petting he's currently doing through junpei's hair, not even trying to direct him one way or another even as his breath comes in more harshly. sure, he'd like more than the nuzzling, but-- but it's not like he's objecting to it. still, he rolls his hips a little, in encouragement or protest, dick isn't sure. ]
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I kinda like when you don't shut up, so really, who's winning here? [He licks a thin stripe right above his waistband. ]
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Mm-- what, in this position? Think it's still me. [ he says that, yet he tries to roll his hips again, even through the grip junpei's got on him. ]
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You're getting way too cocky. I should just leave you like this instead. [He says, even as he bites his jaw again.]
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But you won't. [ it's too cheery, probably. ] I'd just take care of myself, and then you'd lose the challenge.
[ does dick enjoy playing with fire a little too much? maybe. ]
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[ he's grinding as well, but junpei's back in touching range so honestly, dick's taking full advantage of that-- even as he hums his appreciation of the harder bites, running his hand over his back to toy with his waistband even as the other goes in between them to run against his chest, catching a nipple. ]
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I could go on and on about how you actually drive me insane sometimes.
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Well, now I'm torn? 'Cause I'm curious, but I'm also... [ his next grind is pointed, now ] not a big fan of being insulted in bed. See my problem?
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Nope. Absolutely not a problem here. Your curiosity's gonna win every time, Wonder Boy. That's how it is for both of us.
[The nickname is new and also not purposefully, but he's shoving a hand into Dick's boxers to wrap around his length and grope rather than stroke.]
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Wonder Boy? [ his laughing splutter turns into a hitched moan as he bucks into the grip, and he doesn't get to finish whatever comment he was going to make about that particular nickname ]
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Yeah. Something like that...[He looks up at him again, the same dark, coy look settled on his features for a moment.] So...what'll it be today? [Is...he asking Dick how he wants Junpei to get him off? Yeah, probably, but it's also just seeing what he'll say.]
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