Title: Move

Pairing: Dick/Tim

Rating: M

Genre: Romance (porny)

Notes: I wanted Tim to take the lead and so this happened. 

Summary: Tim’s controlling. In a good way.

Tim likes being in control Dick knows that. He loves seeing Tim get lost in the heat between them. His hands are smaller than his but still forceful nearly bruising his jaw held in his grip. The kiss is quick and deliberately teasing he tries to stifle the whine in his throat. Tim grins sharply then moves his hold to Dick’s neck and the whine turns into an embarrassing whimper, he tilts his head back baring his neck allowing the others hold to tighten slightly.

He craves this. Tim knows it - he started it. Tim is not only obsessive but he creates obsessions, he plants the seed and lets it run its course until Dick’s changing his bedsheets every morning. A lingering touch here, a hard grip at the wrist there, a spar turns into something else entirely. Tim can barely throw on a face of surprise when his older brother came into his room practically begging. The teen gestured to the side of his bed and with a pleased smile brought him down to his knees and set him to work.

Right now is no different, he rolls his hips into Tim’s but his response is a reflexive too tight pinch at his neck. He wills himself to keep still to give Tim what he wants. What Dick needs.

Tim raises his fingers from Dick’s throat to his lips, “Suck.”

He takes in each digit in slowly watching Tim’s eyes examine him eagerly as he stares back down. The fingers play in his mouth twirling around his tongue thickly coating themselves. They slip out with a small pop and Dick groans. Tim licks his lips and sits up on his knees. His wet hand disappears behind him and Dick’s already biting his lip in anticipation. He can’t see the first finger going in but he can read it on Tim’s body the way his chest rises just a fraction. The second rewards him with a flush that makes his lower half twitch. On the third Tim moans softly and Dick’s resolve to keep still is crumbling.

“Tim. Please-”

Tim shakes his head and leans back on top of Dick, working himself against the older man. Dick’s whole body shudders, he’s certain this torture will drive him insane. They’re both so hard against each other and all he can do is grip onto the bed waiting. His body betrays him bucking their hips together causing them both to gasp. Tim twists one of Dick’s nipples with his free hand in response.

“Do that again and I’ll tie you down.” Tim says, his voice low.

Dick stares at him like he’s not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing and Tim chuckles lightly.

“Not like I wasn’t planning on it eventually.”

Tim sits up, his breath hitching when he removes his fingers. He strokes his brother slicking him up with his pre-come before getting into position. His head touches Tim’s entrance for a moment as he hovers above him. Dick is ready to yell and plead but all the air in his lungs dissipates as the youth slides himself down taking in every last inch. Tim cries out, not at all in pain, and rocks his hips a little. Dick groans knowing his fate. Tim will make this last.

He’ll clench, change speeds, and tease until Dick is even more of a incoherent begging mess. And he’ll let him because Tim has him wrapped around his fingers. His body will scream at him in all directions as Tim impales himself over and over again until he says the one word Dick’s been waiting for.

“Move.”