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s9sa · 1 year

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Ahahahah can i request Bottom!Dick Grayson x Top!Male!Reader??🥺🥺🥺 Like Dick gets jealous when some people constantly flirst with the reader, so to assert dominance Dick gets on reader's dick and just overstimulaion, cowgirl position, mirror sex (where reader says im gonna only do this with you, so you better look carefully), and just sweet fluff?👼

All Mine.

☆. ﹟SUMMARY – A jealous Dick meant raw sex. He was tired of everyone claiming you as theirs, which led to him giving up and simply plopping down on your cock to reclaim dominance.

☆. ﹟PAIRING – Bottom!Dick Grayson x Top!Male Reader

☆. ﹟WARNINGS – cowgirl position, overstimulation (?), mirror sex, possessive (dick being jealous & wanting reader to himself), oral (r receiving), dick being a whore & proud, cum eating, multiple orgasms, all fluffy at the end

☆. ﹟WORD COUNT – 3.5K

☆. ﹟NOTE – Writing this was so fun! I went a little overboard and adjusted a few things, but hopefully this meets your expectations. I apologize for the delay in uploading this, but I just wanted to perfect a few things and add some more details. I rewrote this about 3-4 times before combining a few ideas from the billions of rewrites into one big smutty but fluffy fic. I finished this late at night, so there may be *some* errors & a little rushed.

He hated how everyone would practically drool over you, always complimenting you for the bare minimum and making corny jokes just to get an awkward laugh out of you. It was frustrating to see so many people cling to you as if you weren’t in a happy relationship with him. It irritated him to no end. You were all his. And he wished people would get the message. What made them think you would accept after the second try if you had already previously rejected them? It drove him insane. He was tired of the constant flirting. Listening to their attempts at flirting and spilling their glasses on your shirt just to get a glimpse of what you were hiding beneath there sickened him. It’s all cliche.

And, in his opinion, poorly executed. At least TRY to use a few unique pickup lines.

“Dick, baby, you okay? You’ve been kinda staring off into space and it’s lowkey frightening.” Dick looks exasperated as you interrupt his thought bubble, and you can see the frustration in his eyes. "I just find it hard to focus when there are so many people around," he says, before pausing to take in the looks of the journalists gathered around you. "Especially when they’re staring at you like that."

“We can leave.”

Dick puts his head in your lap, pouting and holding his face up with his palms. You shift your attention away from your phone and toward Dick, who was a pouty mess, and give him a gentle smile while patting his head. “I don’t want your head pat,” You let out a small chuckle as he sarcastically mutters, ruffling his hair, enjoying the softness of his curls. You fluff them up a little more, retracting your hand and returning your gaze to your phone. “Hey. Notice me.” Dick pokes your cheek again, trying to get your attention so he can complain about the flirting situation. You tilt your head and look down at him. “Yes?” You speak up, confused but attentive. “We’re boyfriends, right?” Dick asks you.

“Yes. Do you not–” Dick quickly waves you off, scrambling to explain what he meant by his question and sitting up straight to look you in the eyes. “No! I mean, if we’re boyfriends, why do people act like we aren’t? What about the constant flirting? It’s frustrating!" He makes a noise, burrowing his head into the pillow, before sitting up again and watching you think deeply about how to phrase your thoughts without sounding stupid. “Honestly. It is annoying. People are just desperate and it’s kinda depressing.” Dick sighs deeply before resting his head on your shoulder, his arm wrapped around yours, gently comforting him.

The motion of stroking Dick’s knuckles with your thumb feels soothing, as you sense how soft but thick his skin is. He looks at the interaction again, deep in thought, before concluding to assert dominance. Why didn’t he just...fuck you if he wanted everyone to stop? That was something he could slap in the face of everyone. He was capable of having sex with you while they dreamed about it. A smile grew wider and wider as his confidence grew. He carefully pulls his arm away from yours, plunging into your lap. After squirming into a comfortable position, he presses his weight against your bulge and grinds slight pressure against it. You were his and yours alone, and he was determined to make everyone know it.

Although you were determined to take things slow, he made you horny beyond belief. You were aching for more from his sensual movements and the way he teased your body, but you didn’t want to surrender just yet. It was that pleasure he was giving you that made you want to savor every moment of it. The situation had escalated so fast, but neither of you wanted to complain. Dick was finding pleasure in edging you before opening his mouth to speak out about his thoughts. He looks at you with pleading eyes as he says, "I don’t want to share you." His breath hitching, he can feel your hard cock pressing against him, sending a tingly feeling down his body and making him shiver with anticipation. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer as he begs for your touch.

You reassure him that you are completely dedicated to him and that you will always be there for him. You kiss him passionately, feeling his hot tongue wrap around yours. He moans against you, deepening the kiss to let you know just how desperately he needs you. He whines when your tongue slides over his again, withdrawing to stare at his pouty lips and press your thumb against his bottom lip. You can’t help but smile as he eagerly opens his mouth to let you in, sucking your thumb into his mouth. He licks his tongue over the back of your finger, his eyes widening and drawing you in with their intense, sensual gaze. You can feel your heart racing as he takes more of your finger into his mouth, licking it until you can no longer resist. His lips are soft and warm, and you can feel yourself getting lost in his gaze and the feel of his mouth on your finger.

Dick was gorgeous, and it turned you on to see him sucking your thumb so eagerly. The room was getting steamy, and both of you were getting impatient to just tear each other’s clothes off and have wild sex. There was no denying the desire between you two, and finally, Dick pulled away from your thumb long enough to start stripping off both of your clothes. He wanted you right now and didn’t care if things were moving faster than usual. He needed to take action now, and show you how much he wanted you. He got into position, Dick eagerly wrapping his lips around your cock, sucking vigorously as pre-cum dripped from the head. You moaned, the pleasure was palpable as he teased your tip with his tongue before taking it all in. His mouth was warm and wet, and you couldn’t help but thrust your hips upward, seeking more.

Dick worked your cock expertly, his head bobbing up and down as he took you deeper and deeper. He teased your frenulum with his tongue, sending shivers down your spine. He didn’t stop until you were moaning and panting, the pleasure too much to handle. You eagerly took advantage of the warm, wet mouth that was engulfing your throbbing cock, eagerly moaning and gasping as the warm, wet lips moved up and down your shaft. His head bobbed up and down, taking more and more of you into his mouth until he was deep inside, his tongue swirling around the tip. You moaned louder as you felt the wet lips enclose the head of his cock. You gasped when you felt the soft, wet tongue swirl around the tip, teasing you before taking you deeper into the mouth. You felt yourself start to twitch, pleasure increasing with each movement.

You couldn’t take it anymore and started to move your hips, thrusting your cock deeper into the warm mouth. Dick whimpers as your hand grip his hair, forcing his head back so you can plunge deeper into his throat. He tried to take it all, but your fat cock was too much for him to handle. You ravage him mercilessly, taking what you want. As you reach your climax, you let out a deep guttural moan and dump your hot load down his throat. Dick can do nothing but gulp it down, whimpering in submission. Dick is pulled into your lap with one passionate kiss and impaled on your rock-hard cock. A moan escapes his lips as he settles down onto your throbbing member, the sensation of being stretched to the limit quickly turning into one of sheer ecstasy. Dick can do nothing but cling to you and moan in pleasure. He rocks his hips eagerly against yours, his hands clutching at your chest as he bounces faster and harder. His lower lip is caught between his teeth as he moans with pleasure, each movement sending shivers through your body. You can feel yourself getting harder, and he tightens around you, milking every last drop of pleasure from your throbbing cock.

“Fuck.” Dick moaned as your fat cock filled him up, your hips thrusting upwards to give him the deepest penetration possible. His moans only turned into whines and pleas when you started tugging at him slowly, milking him for all he was worth. With the feeling of your cock and your hand around his own, Dick couldn’t help but whine like a little bitch, muttering out incoherent words. “Do you still have that confidence from earlier?” You ask with a smirk, feeling Dick rock against you pathetically. “Doesn’t seem like it,” you muse, before moving his hips to meet your thrusts. He can only move his hips subconsciously, bouncing into your lap and listening to the harsh slaps of skin on skin. Your hand remains tightly wrapped around his cock, overstimulating him as you move your hand up and down at a pace that makes his stomach churn.

Dick moans loudly, his head lolling back as he rocks his hips in time with your movements. He’s close, so close, but you’re refusing to let him cum. You tease him, refusing to let him cum until he’s begging for it. With each stroke, Dick’s cock gets harder and redder until he’s whimpering and panting with need. “You can do it,” you tell him, lending him a light grin. With one final stroke, Dick cries out and cums, his body jerking and his cock pulsing. You take control of the situation, fucking deeper into him with a satisfied moan. Dick whines incessantly, his back brushing against the soft sheets of your bed, staring up at the ceiling while moaning your name. He couldn’t process anything but that fuzzy feeling all over his body as you repeatedly drilled into his hole.

“Fuck me..” He gasps and moans as you push yourself deep inside him, your bodies trembling with pleasure as you become one. His tight hole milks you as you go deeper, the slick heat sending shivers up your spine. You pump harder and faster, unable to resist the urge to cum as he screams out in ecstasy. As his warm insides bring you closer to orgasm, you can’t help but moan in pleasure. You didn’t expect to cum so quickly, but now that you’re on the brink of orgasm, you can’t help but go all the way. Filling him up to the brim with your cum is exactly what you both wanted. Dick moans as you continue to pound his hole. He bites his lower lip once more, muffling his moans as you lean down to leave hickeys on his neck. He wraps his arms around your back, moaning into your ear as you fuck closer and closer, eventually cumming deep within him.

Dick feels himself go weak at the knees as he experiences the pinnacle of pleasure, his body shaking and his breathing ragged as you cum hard. You continue to fuck him until both of you are completely satisfied, his hole throbbing and his hole covered in your cum. He shakes, watching how your cum spouts out of his abused hole while you exit his body. You take a breathless look around before finally finding what you were looking for. Dick rests there, clinging to the sheets as your cum ceaselessly pours out of him like a waterfall.

“What…what are you looking at?” Dick exhales and sits up, trying to figure out what had you so distracted. You, on the other hand, completely ignored him while attempting to perfectly angle the stand-up mirror. “Come here,” You finally say, Dick hesitantly but shakily approaching where you were. He stands there awkwardly, taking a quick glance at himself before you position him with his back arched, hands against the mirror, and ass protruding. You stand behind him, your hands on his hips. “I know you and I are both fed up with the constant flirting... So, how about I remind you who I care about the most? And you better look closely because I’m only going to do this with you, Grayson.” You stroke yourself, one hand gently rubbing circles into his hips while getting hard. Dick tries hard not to smile, his happiness far too big to contain. At the end of the day, he knew you were his, and the fact that you confirmed it with mirror sex made it even better.

Dick’s breath hitches as you steadily ease yourself into his welcoming hole that practically begged for you. He lets out a hoarse moan, his fingers attempting to grasp the glass of the mirror, his teeth gritting as you slowly sink deeper into him, sucking on his earlobe while cursing under your breath. You found yourself tightening your grip on his hips, tight enough to leave a red mark, while retracting your head as a saliva string follows suit, breaking when you start kissing his shoulder blade. Dick can only respond to every move you make. Once you’re both at ease, you begin with slow thrusts, pushing his head down until it touches the mirror, Dick’s arm raised high and mighty as you gradually gain speed. Dick squirms and moans as you get him rounded up, lightly smacking his ass and sending shivers down his spine. He balls up his fists as you press against him harder, your smacks getting deadlier with each powerful thrust against the ripples of his ass.

The sensations are electric as you spank him harder, Dick’s skin on fire under your palm. He whimpers loudly now, moaning in ecstasy as you quicken the pace even more, one hand tangling in his hair and pulling gently while the other rubs circles on the nape of his neck. You slam into him hard now, both of you desperate and Dick whines, feeling your hips sloppily press against him in a rhythmic series of thrusts that transports him to his own peaceful version of heaven, the burning sensation from his ass spreading throughout his body and returning to reality when you give him a powerful thrust, a cry of your name leaving his pretty lips. The feeling of your body slamming into his sends a shiver down his spine and a moan slipping past his lips. His brain can barely process anything else as you fuck him hard, his knees going weak at the sheer force you’re using. You suck on his neck, your tongue licking over the hickeys you left there as you pound into him. He can barely take it, his body trembling and his bottom lip trembling as you take him to new heights.

At first, you were gentle with him, taking your time as you fucked him slow and deep. But now, there was no turning back – you were going to fuck him hard and make him cum harder than he ever had before. His torso was pressed against the mirror, head slightly tilted back in ecstasy as you pounded into him over and over. His cock felt amazing wrapped around your hand, stroking it as you fucked him. He was moaning loudly now, begging for more and more as you gave it to him. “You look so pretty, y’know?” Your voice was hoarse and dripping with arousal as you whispered in his ear. All he could do was whine and beg for you to give him what he wanted. He knew he looked like a slut, but he didn’t care. He was too horny to care about anything else. You continue to tug on his head, making his hair messy and his stomach flutter with butterflies. He moans and rolls his head back, surrendering to your touch.

He opens his mouth, and you can see the desire in his eyes. Your lips touch, and an electric-like touch spreads through both of you as your tongues wrap around each other. You kiss sloppily, but it feels amazing. You feel intoxicated by the touch of each other, and you can’t help but want more. He clasps your bottom lip between his teeth and tugs gently, before diving back in for another heated kiss. You can feel the sparks igniting between your bodies, setting them ablaze with desire. With each movement you made on him, Dick felt his orgasm building up faster and faster. He couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as your intoxicating kisses, heavenly thrusts, and teasing strokes sent him over the edge. With a loud cry, he came hard and fast, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm.

You still fucked him into the mess you created, making him whine as he couldn’t handle it. Dick quivered and tried to withstand on his own two feet but he could barely do it. He struggled to stay on his feet, his knees wobbling beneath him. Every muscle in his thighs burned, but he willed himself to keep going. You let go, spilling yourself deep inside of him as Dick rode you through your climax. It was earth-shattering, and the most intense orgasm you’d ever experienced. You clung to him tightly as you rode it out together, your bodies intertwined.

“God, you’re amazing,” You exhaled and collapsed back into the bed, pulling him with you. You both lay there for a few moments, catching your breath. Then, you both started to smile uncontrollably. “I don’t anybody else but you.” You gaze into his eyes, gently caressing his face while applying gentle kisses to his chaste lips. He gives a weak smile, silently laughing before hiding his face in the crook of your neck, closing his eyes to rest. You hold him to you, not wanting to let go.

He relaxes into you, his body slowly giving in to the fatigue that has been slowly creeping up on him. After a few minutes, he finally succumbs to sleep, his breathing even and calm. You hold him close, not wanting to let him go.

He was relieved to know that you were truly dedicated to him.

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s9sa · 2 years

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corrupt me, own me

☆. ﹟SUMMARY – In the entirety of his years as Dick Grayson, previous Robin, he never would’ve figured he would be here.

☆. ﹟PAIRING – Bottom!Dick Grayson x Top!Male Reader

☆. ﹟WARNINGS – pwp, language, oral (r receiving), anal, pet names, cum eating, Dick being Dick, Dick’s fat ass, reader has a fat dick (so real), dacryphilia (?), Dick going from being all cocky to being slutty & subby, slight fluff at the end, I wrote this at 3 am so kinda messy & lowk lacks energy

☆. ﹟WORD COUNT – 2K

Dick doesn’t have the foggiest idea about how he wound up here, stuck under your body, eyes locking with yours and sadly, the position solidifies him. He needs to cut the strain, break free however your grasp on him is tight, eyes glaring into his with a never before glimmer. It was a long, messy kiss that truly struck lightning down onto him, kissing back with similar energy as his hand at last breaks free, holding the rear of your neck tenderly. Neither of you end the kiss, Dick savoring the taste of you, gripping onto your lower arms.

He effectively sneaks off your shirt, lips connected to your neck, sucking on it delicately as you play with his suit. “Why is this suit so fucking tight?”

“How else would it display my ass?” He jokes, and a laugh gets away from your lips, catching his and he gets out of the suit with your assistance, mushing lips until his swell. He keeps up with your pace steadily, your hands tangling in his hair, stroking the soft strands of his dull hair, the flavor of outright lust dissolving on your tongue. He lets a moan slip past, head hitting the soft cushion of the couch, breathing heavy.

You bother his sensitive nipples, rolling one in between your index and thumb, watching how quick it hardens, suctioning it in your mouth. He moans, holding you near him, lips against your ear, heavy breath against the shell. Your tongue washes over his nipple, licking agonizing slow, teasing him. Your lips drop to kiss down his toned stomach, leaving a couple of hickeys on the way down. “It’s not fair how I’m the only one stripping bare. You’re half naked.” Dick protests, and you sit up. “Help me then, Grayson.”

He grumbles at the name call, sitting up to unfasten your jeans, battling with the belt however ultimately he gets it off, your dick springing out. He has a cocky joke in the back of his head, however words can’t form as he simply gazes with magnificence. His lips fold over your fat head, eyes watering up quickly, lips extending to try and fit it inside. He gags on his spit, tears threatening to fall past and in the long run they do when he gets a couple inches down his throat, his tongue whirling around.

You groan at the sensation, his tongue working magic. You grasp his hair, gazing at his sorrowful face, driving his head further down and he holds your thighs with a powerful strength, tears staining your thighs. He needs to surface for oxygen, lips fiercely red and enlarged, meeting your dick again to bring more into his mouth. He bobs his head in a pleasant, consistent speed, stroking it. Slobber stacks up toward the edge of his mouth, trickling.

His back curves as his lips cup around your balls, stroking your cock and he can feel it pulsate in his grasp. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Keep doing that, pretty boy.” He’s used to the nickname, but hearing it from you makes his heart flutter, entirely settled to show he can make you cum. He can make you cum so mind-blowingly hard. Dick choking around your impeccable size as you deepthroat him, fucking his throat as his nails dig into your skin, whining around your cock as you fist his hair, forcing him to look up and drool runs down his chin, Dick whimpering while hot tears stream down his pretty face. He was such a slut.

Your stomach tightens, fucking into his mouth to draw nearer to your climax, and Dick allows you to use his mouth as though he’s some toy. He pushes through, the rear of his throat slamming into your cock. He hates how unimaginably hard he is, disregarding his own pleasure just to flaunt how great of a sex toy he can be with regards to you. Your cum splatters down his throat, slipping out easily and Dick swallows, cleaning his mouth with the rear of his hand. Its so amazingly thick and theres heaps of it, yet he pushes it down his throat.

“Shit…that was a thick load.” He remarks, temple sweat-soaked, hair strands adhering to his brow and the picture is so beautiful to you. He’s a flawlessly carved man. You don’t answer, flipping him over before spreading his legs to gaze at his opening and its throbbing, for all intents and purposes calling out for you. His cheeks feel so fat and full in your hands, so soft and you need to regain focus prior to entering him consistently, kissing his spine to occupy him from the excruciating penetration.

Curses spill from his swollen lips, nails sinking into the sofa, a burning sensation encompassing his opening before it perishes into pleasure, opening fixing around your dick as you push in, holding his hips protectively, stretching him spot on. He moans, the tip of your cock bruising his prostrate, ruthlessly hitting it until he’s shouting out, looming over the edge attempting to focus. It’s all too good. He can barely take it. Your name slips past his lips, his body trembling. “Fuck…do it harder..”

You thrust into him harder, pressing his head into the arm of the couch, the sounds of skin on skin reverberating off the walls, getting progressively stronger alongside moans. Dick strokes his own cock yet you grip his arms back, needing him to endure all of this. Dick cries, toes curling as his bottom lip trembles, tears gushing past his face. You bruise his insides, kisses being spread all around his skin. Your hips never stopping as you thrust into him, hitting his prostrate, drawing nearer to your climax. “C-cum inside…please for the love of god…do it…” Dick chokes out, feeling you pulsate inside him, your hand tenderly scouring his stomach. You press your head into the rear of his, your pushes getting messy as your climax hits you abruptly, painting his walls a pleasant white tone. And when you pull out, the cum spouts out of his opening, trickling perpetually. Dick shakes, the warm fluid astonishing him. “Good job..” You praise, turning him over to kiss his lips gently.

He cups your face, cum trickling down his legs. “I fucking love you..” He says, his hole gripping you once more. “I love you too..” You answer in a quiet tone, tongue kissing him as he clings onto you pathetically, moaning into your mouth. You fuck him faster this time, wanting to feel him grip you so fucking tight. Your hand grips his mistreated cock, same speed as your hips and he whimpers, hitting your chest for prodding him so detestably. He tosses his head back, feeling his cock pulse terribly while in your grasp, pre-cum faltering out.

You smirk at the mess you created, his neck on full display and you suck on his adam’s apple, gripping his leg with the other hand to push further inside. He takes everything. He feels only his dick being mishandled and his opening being utilized like a ragdoll, gibberish piling on gibberish. His sweat glimmers in the light, giving him a sparkle impact. He’s dependent on your touch. Cherishing how gentle and rough it can be from time to time, contacting his skin carefully, rubbing his shins. His skin is so soft to touch, massaging his strained muscles while banging into him, kissing his neck then, at that point, following to his collarbones. He’s in love.

Dick knows he’s close. He can feel it.

And when your thumb slides over the slit, he shakes verbally, sputtering out baby batter and you watch it tumble down your fingers like a waterfall, stuffing your hand in his mouth and he tastes himself, gazing at you with doe ones. The taste resembles battery acid with a somewhat sweet flavor yet Dick keeps on licking off his mess, allowing your fingers to slide out his mouth. “Good boy.” You kiss him, it’s sweet and helps him remember his happy place, cutting off his moans with sounds of messy kissing, cupping his face. You don’t know how long you’ve been inside of Dick, his tight ass and sweet groans diverting you, hickeys spread all around his fabricated body. You don’t quit fucking him. You can’t. He’s excessively sweet. You really want to corrupt him however long you can, and Dick wants you to do so. He really wants this. He craves this. He’s thought about this and you gladly give him his fantasy.

You want him in so many ways. So many more ways than just this. You feel your stomach tighten, cursing into his chest. You fall back, allowing Dick to get on top and he bounces, grinding his hips. He realizes what he’s doing and your hands on his hips simply turns him on more. You thrust up, assisting a little bit and he laughs, enjoying the helpful hand. His ass interface with your thighs, driving all over like a rollercoaster. He was quick with his moves, clenching on you so tight. He rides you like a bull, hand on your chest and its all too good.

He’s hot and sweaty, breathing heavy with grunts emerging from his mouth, his stomach feeling full. He needs this one final filling. One final filling and he’s transforming into clay. But like the fucked up bastard you are, you thrust up into him with sharp hips, watching how he loses control easily. Dick whines as his hips thrust back against you, leaning into your chest as you painfully slow stroke him, wrapping your hand around his violent, pulsating red tip that had been sputtering up pre-cum. As you refuse to give him what he wants, he paws at your chest, causing tears to well up once more.

As you began to gently place a hand on his waist and assist him in slowly rolling his hips while kissing his neck, Dick let out choked whimpers as his body heat only increased. While your lips began to hover over his delicate nipples and you began to tug his nipple in between your teeth and let your tongue wash over it, he lets out a low call of your name with trembling thighs. Dick strokes at his now-abandoned cock with his tip reddening at the thought of you fucking him senseless. Dick gasps in surprise when you smack his ass, a handprint forming on his cheek, and he can only take so much with his orgasm just around the corner. His stomach tightens, and hot tears stream down his cheeks once more. He was a fucking whore–He knew it.

“Cmon, pretty boy. Bounce on my cock like the whore you are. Don’t you want to make me proud?” Dick grumbles as you cup his face, forcing him to lean down so you can kiss again, and he begins to bounce on your cock like a perfect slut while stroking his own, moaning louder as he gets closer to his orgasm. He drives one knee into the couch and opens his mouth to speak, but all you get are whimpers and whines. When his orgasm finally hits, he grunts, cum trickling down his hand. You smile, Dick bringing his hand up to his mouth and licking off his mess. He wasn’t ashamed while doing it.

He felt pride.

Dick exclaims in surprise as you pick him up, hands under his thighs and holding him up as you fuck him while standing up, moving over to the nearest wall and slamming brutal thrusts into him. He bounces even harder on your cock, lips locked in a harsh and nasty make out session, tongue wrapping around yours as you fuck him into oblivion. His ass grips your girth tightly, his hole closing in on you, and you let out a small moan, orgasm close at hand and ready to fuck him full of cum. He can’t stop himself from touching every part of your body while growling out your name, nodding furiously as you hit that one spot that has him seeing white spots, words muddled into pure gibberish as you press your forehead into his shoulder.

You slam into him harder and harder until your thrusts become erratic, your cum spurting into his fucked hole one final time and Dick trembles, his feet finally touching the ground and he trips into your hold, gently caressing his arms. He couldn’t feel anything other than you holding him and then cleaning him up, wrapping a blanket around his body. His body sunk into the mattress, too exhausted to think clearly. The only thing that mattered was that he was present with you.

Dick Grayson was coming back for more, that’s for sure.

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