[ Bruce doesn't mind the bending. He can ignore that dull ache that's setting up in the back of his neck in favor of sliding his hands over Tim's hips and he tells himself it's to keep himself steady while Tim worked the conditioner into his scalp and then rinsing it out. ]
[ Just to keep steady, of course. Any interest showing from that touch is totally coincidental, not at all related to how nicely Bruce's strong hands settle on his hips, like they're made to be there. His own settle at the back of Bruce's neck when he's done rinsing the older man's hair out, not inclined to put space between them again. ]
[ They're still close and Tim doesn't seem to mind it. Which Bruce notes. So he leans into it, brushing his lips against Tim's shoulder and along his neck, murmuring as he ghosts kisses along his skin. ]
[ Bruce just hums while he backs Tim up against the wall of the shower so he can press more open mouth kisses against his neck and hiking his leg up over Bruce's hip. ]
[ Tim is halfway there already, bringing a leg up to grind their hips together as his hands grip Bruce's shoulder's tighter, pulling him closer as he gasps softly at the press of a hot mouth against his neck. ]
[ He can't help but be pleased at Tim's seeming eagerness to continue what they're doing. Bruce's mouth works along the curve of his neck, the strong line of his jaw until he gets to Tim's lips and kisses him there too. He's getting hard under the grind of Tim's hips and that feeling makes him groan quietly. ]
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I should keep you company more often.
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You could help me out next time.
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How about right now?
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Mmm. You want to help me wash up?
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[ He's not moving, except to press in closer to Tim. ]
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[ He doesn't move away, feeling the heat of Bruce's body against his. ]
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(I need smutty icons)
Yes-
so do i
Have you been thinking about me?