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[Dick huffs a laugh, his eyes flicking up to meet Conner's gaze and he winks, sliding his lips down a little further. He is careful though, he doesn't go too far, working his way up and down as much of the length as he can reach, his hand wrapped around the rest and stroking in time with the movements of his head.]

[Conner huffs as Dick's mouth slides further down his shaft, eyes still trained on him for what he's doing. It feels really interesting, far different than his hand. The combination of his mouth sucking at the tip and his hand stroking up and down his shaft is quickly becoming a favored sensation. Precum's welling at the slit in his crown, oozing into Dick's mouth.]

[Dick draws back a little so he can swipe his tongue across the tip, lapping up the taste of him. He gives a quiet, satisfied hum of pleasure before sinking back down again. He's trying to decide if he wants to keep pushing, to work Conner all the way to release, or if he wants to try and go a little further first - not that he necessarily won't be able to afterwards, there's a strong chance Conner's kryptonian nature makes for a fast recovery time.]

[Conner presses his lips together as his legs tense up thanks to that swiping motion across his head. Slick pre carries with Dick's tongue, think as syrup and glassy. Until Dick takes him back into his mouth again and Conner's eyes fall shut.

He's not sure if Dick wants him to get off like this or not. Wouldn't complain about it. Another suck and Conner gives a soft grunt before reaching out and threading his fingers into his friend's hair, gripping it at the top of his head. Damn, that feels good.]

[Dick moans around Conner's length at the feel of those hands sliding into his hair, the slight tug as he gripped it. It spurs him on, urging him to increase the pace a little, to experiment some more with his tongue, and to work his way down that little bit further - he's no pro by any means, and Conner is big, but he is determined, so he manages to take much more than he would have thought possible. He's made up his mind; he really wants to get Conner off like this, and if that happens to curtail some of his plans for later, he's sure he can still think of plenty of fun things to do.]

Ah-! [Oh hell! That moan sends Conner jolting from the sudden vibrations running down the length of his dick. Starts right in his head, like putting it against a rumble ball. Dick's pace increases and he gasps before holding his breath, the sensations surprising him with just how sensitive his dick actually is. It's so much different than touching himself; he can't predict when Dick's going to do something. That's maddening. From the tongue to the suction to that humming thing. And Dick's taking more of him than he honestly thought possible, leaving him staring at his friend with a mixture of incredulous and lust-soaked amazement.]

[Dick makes a very pleased note of how that means affected him, though he's careful not to overdo it at first - until he can tell the pleasure is really starting to build, then he makes a point of taking Conner as deep as he can and moaning again. A little louder this time - meaning a little stronger vibration.]

[Conner's eyes widen when Dick suddenly goes for it and he sits up, almost as if Dick's shove down over his cock is pushing the Kryptonian's hips into the bed and pressing the rest of him up in a surprised V. That deep, plus the moan--!] Whoa, Dick! [He sounds completely winded, and the way his cock's throbbing, is definitely liking it.]

[This time the vibration comes from a satisfied chuckle at the reaction as he draws his way slowly back. He lifts his lips from Conner briefly to grin up at him smugly before swirling his tongue once more around the head and diving back down for a renewed effort, he doesn't go quite so deep this time but he builds up his pace again, working his hand in time and punctuating his moves with the occasional quieter moan, really focused on building him towards climax]

[Conner shoves his hand behind him to hold himself up, his other hand tightening in Dick's hair as he stares down at him, face flushed red and one eye clenched shut in a wince of pleasure. A leg tents up at the knee without permission and he gives Dick's head a small shove when he grins at him. Brat. Is he seriously trying to take him all? Or is he... Oh hell... Conner's thoughts spill away again as he feels himself starting to tighten, that ball of pleasure swelling and dripping towards his groin.]

[Dick keeps going, not letting up for a second once he can tell Conner's getting closer, he moans around him again, pushing himself further, deeper, encouraging Conner to let go, to let himself tip over the edge.]

[Conner's breathing picks up, sometimes falling in pace with Dick's sucks, other times with the motion of his hand. He grits his teeth, trying to hold back so he can keep enjoying this for a bit longer.

But this is too new, and Dick's too... well... new. The combination of sensation and learning makes for a messy, encouraging combination.

Conner tries his best... and then breaks with a sharp cry as he finds his release, coming hard into Dick's mouth.

It's a lot to take in.]

[Dick's expression is smug - the proverbial cat who got the cream, pun intended - when his ministrations finally bring Conner to climax, but he stays right where he is. At least, that's the plan - he drinks down the taste of Conner eagerly first of all, but he can't quite keep up with all of it and he draws back before he chokes and totally ruins the mood. It gets a little messy then, sure, but Dick's okay with that, and he keeps his hand wrapped around Conner's cock, stroking him through his release like he's trying to milk him of every last drop. It gives him a chance to turn his attention to Conner's face, licking his lips clean as he seeks out Conner's gaze.]

[Conner's gaze is currently locked behind his eyes, clenched shut from the orgasm sweeping over his body. His hips buck as Dick finally tugs off his cock, a few spurts catching on the other hero's face even as his hand works him over to tug more of the mess out of him. The Kryptonian's torso heaves as his muscles contract and his orgasm empties himself all over Dick's hand and mouth and wherever else happens to be close.

It's only after several long seconds that Conner finally begins to taper down and eventually flop onto his back, panting hard as the final dregs ooze down the sides of his cock and over Dick's fingers.]

_{((I started a YJ rewatch. Man I'd forgotten how sassy Conner can be! And how he picks up a few of Dick's linguistic quirks, in the first series at least. Made it to season 3 which I never actually watched before so I'm hype for it. Thank you, because you triggered it XD))}

Wow...

[He's a little dazed himself, so he can only imagine what Conner's feeling. He finally draws his hand away from his cock, bringing it to his mouth to lick his fingers clean - slow and seductive with his eyes on Conner the whole time. It doesn't make a huge difference, unfortunately, he's kind of covered in it, but he really doesn't look like he cares.]

That was really hot... [he leans down to kiss his way back up Conner's torso, stretching out until he's lying half on him again. He hesitates before kissing him on the lips, though, not sure if Conner will want to taste himself or not] I really hope we do that again.

[And he doesn't want to that to be the end of it, either, since he's achingly hard right now and desperate for some release of his own]

[Haha, glad I could be such an enabler! Yeah he's got such the attitude for the first season, even though he mellows by season 2. But yeah, I noticed he picks up some from Dick over the episodes. Dick's a good influence! Admittedly, I never watched Season 3. Tbh, I like Conner best from Season 1. He wasn't your "normal good guy" like he becomes by Season 3. Guess I just like him Mr. Grumpy with Issues better. Felt like more to work with. I might pick up Season 3 and binge it once Season 4 finishes.]

[Actually, Conner's not feeling much of anything right now. Lying on his back, gulping air like he just came up from drowning. It takes him a while before everything starts to come back one body part at a time. He's jerked off before, make no mistake, but having someone else do it? With his mouth?! Never felt anything like it.

Dick's second comment makes it to his ears and Conner groans softly before trying to force himself up into a sitting position again. Takes one or two jabs of his elbows to get them in the bed, but he's up... he's up.

And Dick's sliding right up to him again, curving up his chest and torso... and down he goes again, dropping on his back with a small laugh. Conner takes the kiss, but it breaks with him making a slight face at it.]

Is that what I taste like?

_{((for sure, season one grumpy Conner is great. I like season one Dick better too (in case it isn't obvious ha) - like he's got some great moments as Nightwing but he's way more serious with the weight of leadership, which is legit but less fun XD))}

I don't know, tastes pretty great to me. [He grins, licking his lips laviciously. It's mostly for show since most of what was on his lips has been left in a trail of sticky kisses across Conner's chest, but there's still a hint of it.

Just to make his point even more he drags a fingertip through some of the come splattered across Conner's stomach and licks it off, wrapping his lips around his finger and dragging it slowly free again in a deliberate echo of what he just did.]

And you know what I really want now?

[He rolls onto his back beside Conner, turning his head to look at him and trailing his fingers teasingly down his own chest]

Now I want you to touch me.

[And he gets more screentime as Robin, since by the time he's Nightwing, the cast has like... tripled. Good for some things, not so much for others. I like Garfield better in S3 at least?]

Taste's strange. [Conner gives his head a little shove when Dick makes that show of smacking his lips like that. Cheese. He's licked his fingers before after jerking off and it'd not been too weird. Maybe this one's got spit mixed in it or something.

Conner's broken from his thoughts when a finger runs over his torso and he arches a brow as Dick licks it off, making another show of sucking on it and generally being a brat. A hot, attractive brat, but a brat all the same.] Didn't you just drink a bunch of it?

[His smile's half miffed, but it eases into something curious. Now? Conner drops his head to the side when Dick rolls off him, watching his friend's fingers run down his chest. That's... inviting.]

With...?

_{((true. In the outsiders stuff he seems like he's gonna get a lot of screen time so I'm happy about that. Yea I do like a lot of the newer characters but Dick's my boy XD))}

I told you, it tastes good to me.

[He has no shame whatsoever, and yes, he's absolutely a brat. He's being a brat to himself, too, fingers brushing teasingly across his thigh but never quite touching himself - he wants Conner to be the one to do that.]

Hands. I want your hands on me. And anything else you want. Lips, tongue, teeth.. maybe you could leave more marks...

[He's just desperate, and that's very clear in both his tone and the lustful look in his eyes]

[Damn right he is. I did like an number of the characters from S2 as well, so we'll see. If anything, they do the show good.]

Maybe you're just strange.

[Conner smirks at him before he sits up again. This time, he doesn't slip and fall, doesn't have someone drop atop him and knock him down. His eyes wander over Dick's body, momentarily wondering the best way to go about this.

Hands. Okay... And then onto the mouth again. Marks. Slow down, Dick. He's new at this.

Conner clears his throat before making up his mind. He twists around, legs tucking a bit to bring his shins under him, then tosses one leg over Dick's thighs and basically mounts the other boy's hips, kneeling over them without dropping just yet. Gives himself some time to just... look down and admire what he's going to be getting his hands and mouth on soon.]

Might want to wear long sleeves and pants tomorrow.

Maybe.

[He agrees it with ease and doesn't look the slightest bit ashamed, of course.

He feels like he's practically vibrating with anticipation, so when Conner moves to loom over him he exhales sharply, lifting his hands to rest them on Conner's thighs, grinning up at him. Oh yea, he could get used to this.]

Yea? I'm okay with that...

[There's a tiny part of him that would love to show them off, as long as Conner didn't mind, but as long as he knows they're there that's good enough for him]

[Conner sinks back when Dick's hand settle on his thighs, the long lines of thick muscle rippling before pulling taut under his skin as he sits down. Has to make sure he's not trapping Dick's legs between the back of his thighs and his calves. Giving his friend a dead leg while he's feeling him up would be... awkward.

He rests his hands on Dick's stomach, then smooths out towards his sides, following the curve of his torso and moving up towards his ribs. Before sliding back inward onto his chest, fingers spreading to get as much under his touch as possible. And back down, tracing the definitions of his body as he slides to his abs, parting his hands just at the end so he deliberately misses his dick.]

[Dick arches up into his touch, the warm hands spreading over his skin feel grounding and electrifying at the same time, though he can't stop the near whine that escapes his lips when Conner deliberately avoids touching his dick.]

Tease...

[His tone is light, playful, but there's a definite undercurrent of want]

[Conner looks like a satisfied puppy when Dick calls him a tease. He's pretty proud of himself for getting that kind of description from Dick of all people.

The whine sounds good too, so he opts to repeat the entire action. Sliding his hands off his hips, over his sides, up to his ribs, onto his chest, and down to his abs again, putting enough pressure to trace over Dick's definitions.

And this time, he does go for his cock.]

[Between Conner's touch and the pleased look on his face, Dick is suddenly hit by an overwhelming swell of affection for the other boy and he can't help but grin a little at him.

When Conner moves to repeat the same thing, he bites his lip, not sure how much more teasing he'll be able to stand - only this time he isn't being teased and he gasps, hips twitching involuntarily up into Conner's hands]

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