[He moves back, step by step, to one of the chairs in the safehouse and sits; his legs spread smoothly, wide enough that Bruce could easily fit between them.]
[ Bruce doesn't waste much time, once Jason is seated. He runs his fingers over his thighs, as he kneels between them. He flicks his gaze up to watch Jason's face while he unzips his pants and reaches for his cock. He licks the underside first, long and slow until he reaches the head. The other hand he keeps on Jason's thigh, squeezing him gently there. ]
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Come on then. Knees.
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