Robin one shot part 3!

Question is, why are you pretending?

Dick nearly fell over at how eager he'd been to get up and take his clothes off but Wally had matched his pace. Both were ready to finally relieve the tension that had been building up for months after moving in together and the years before that. Once they were both standing naked, they regarded each other for just a moment. They'd seen each other naked before. They'd lived together enough for there to be an instance or two of them coming into the room at the wrong time. This was different though. They were both drinking in the sight of one another now that they didn't have to quickly avert their gaze. Wally was the first to reach out and put his hands on the acrobat's hips. 

"You're a perfect little thing, aren't you?"

"Really?" Dick asked quietly. He must've heard compliments all the time with his fame of being Bludhaven's number one bachelor but this one meant something. It wasn't just something to get a notch in a bed frame. No this was genuine. Wally could see the excitement swirling in the man's blue eyes at receiving something intended only to make him feel good and not as a means to an end. 

"Really. I'm gonna take a lot of pride in taking you apart. Bet you look so pretty blissed out." A shiver ran through Dick's body, making his cock twitch which reminded them both they were painfully hard from their make-out session in the hallway. The reminder prompted Dick to slowly slide down to his knees and tentatively lick the speedster's sensitive tip. "Fuck. Y-you don't have to."

"I want to. You've got an extraordinary refractory period anyway." 

"How'd you know?"

"Oh baby, you think you're quiet? I hear you go for hours." That was news that made him weak in the knees. His shock was quickly switched to pleasure as a calloused hand wrapped around him and he was enveloped by a warm wet mouth accompanied by a tongue that swirled deliciously. His hand immediately found Dick's hair and he pulled lightly as a groan escaped him. 

"I'm learning so much tonight. Should've expected it from you, huh?" he muttered, slowly thrusting into Dick's mouth for fear of hurting him. He lost himself in the motion of thrusting, the hand pumping and the tongue lapping at him. God this was bliss. It was everything he imagined and more. He'd have to ask if this could become a regular thing because he didn't know if he could go a day without the sensation. A whine caught in his throat when he felt Dick pull off to tease his tip with his tongue. "Fuck," he huffed.

"Can you use me? It's okay if you're not into that stuff but-"

"You want me to fuck your throat, hm?" Dick nodded. "Tap me twice if it's too much." He received a daring smile, one that urged him to do his worst. The little masochist. He got a better grip on the back of Dick's head, pulling on his hair and being rewarded with a soft moan. He'd keep that information stored in his back pocket. Wally was slow at first as he had been before but built up confidence in the acrobat's ability to handle it. He whined under his breath as he felt that familiar clench of muscles as arousal built up and spurred him on to move faster. It felt like heaven, better than any scenario he'd imagined when he replaced the porn actors with themselves. Dick swallowing around him, allowing himself to be vulnerable like this, is enough to make him on the edge but when he glanced down and saw half-lidded blue eyes staring back up at him, it was all over. His hips stuttered and he cums after another thrust, shivering as he feels Dick lap up everything. He pulled out of the acrobat's mouth and yelped sharply when Dick's hand rubbed slowly over his now overstimulated tip. "You're a little shit, yknow that?"

"I'm very much aware," Dick replied cheekily as he moved onto the bed. His voice is thick and croaky but it just adds to the sex appeal. It's like he's looking to lose his voice. His knees are bright red from kneeling and the possessive part of Wally hopes that they bruise.