He probably should’ve knocked on the door - he normally does, but for some reason that’s left his mind Bruce didn’t this time. He walked into Dick’s room and there on the bed was his little Robin, naked besides for a pair of ankle socks.
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The open door fails to reach the gaze behind clenched eyes and the creaking hinge to distracted ears.
Dick’s head rests slack against the large stack of pillows he’s propped up against. His bottom lip firmly bitten between teeth with legs bent and spread.
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Dick’s head rests slack against the large stack of pillows he’s propped up against. His bottom lip firmly bitten between teeth with legs bent and spread.
A loud moan suddenly sings out. Dick’s body shudders and his back arches high.
Bruce’s mouth goes dry and he stares wide eyed.