Dick shivered, relaxing to let the hero do what he wanted.

He smiled, and neared it, slowly taking the head in his mouth.

Dick cooed, stroking Bruce's hair slowly.

Bruce slowly bobbed up and down on it, enjoying the young and smooth taste of it.

Dick panted, squeezing his eyes shut as he neared orgasm.

Bruce saw him tense up, and braced himself for it.

Dick grunted, humping his throat as he came.

He smiled, and swallowed every drop his ward gave, pulling away quickly.

Dick smiled through half closed eyes, recovering from his orgasm.

He patted Dick on the head gently and said, "Well, I have to go do something now, but I'm glad you feel better." He then stood up, leaving Dick.

"Don't go..." Dick called after him.

He paused and turned around, "Yes Dick. What do you need?"

Dick shrugged. "Maybe a cuddle?"

Bruce frowned slightly, "Well, I have to go to a meeting soon, so I don't think I have time. But, maybe a quick one." He came closer to him, sitting by him.

Dick nodded, kissing his chest quickly.

He smiled at the kiss, and put his arms around him gently.

Dick smiled. "Bruce... Has anyone ever told you how handsome you are?"

He grinned and said, "So many women, all trying to get in my pockets."

"Yeah, well, I mean it." Dick looked into his eyes.

He smiled, and gently kissed his lips. "Your very cute Dick."

Dick smiled and kissed him back, blushing adorably. "And you're very handsome, Bruce..."

He smiled, and snuggled him gently. "So, can I go to work now," He asked, making a bruce-joke.

"Yes, you may." Dick grinned, sending him on his way with a fond pat on the bum.

He rolled his eyes, chuckling as he left to go to his meeting.

Dick fell asleep until Bruce came home.

Bruce came home later, going to see Dick. "Dick," He said softly. "Have you been asleep since I left," He asked, a little suprised.

Dick nodded, waking up. "Yeah... Just waiting for my butt to get better..."

He frowned, and said, "Well why don't you get up, so you can eat something."

Dick nodded, climbing out of bed and reaching around to feel his hole, glad to find he didn't wince when he touched it.

He smiled at him, walking out of the room and heading to the kitchen.

Dick pulled on some boxers on the way, sitting down at the dinner table.

Alfred came out with a plateful of sandwiches, allowing Dick to get all he wanted, before going to Bruce.

Dick tucked in, not listening to their conversation.

Their wasn't much of a conversation, as Bruce dug into his own set of sandwiches happily.

Dick sighed as the meal ended, following Bruce to the shower.

"You need a shower," Bruce said with a smirk.

Dick nodded, immediately dropping his boxers.

Bruce saw him, his eyes growing wide. "Need some help," he asked, blushing.

Dick nodded. "need someone to wash my back..."

He smiled, and stripped his clothes, climbing in with him.