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Every Last Inch

Quick butterfly kisses and long, drawn out ones. Sweet kisses that made their hands gentle and wet, dirty kisses that had nails digging into skin. Tongue and no tongue, Blake in complete control or the two equal partners as they kept their arms wrapped around each other, losing themselves in the pleasure of their mouths and tongues. Eventually Blake pulled away and made a soothing sound when Bane made a sound of protest, Blake using his hands as a guide for where to aim as he planted kisses around Bane's mouth and on his scarred cheeks, following the other man's jawline and giving special attention to every scar on Bane's face even though he couldn't see them. From there Blake moved down to Bane's neck, kissing and nibbling on one side and then the other, biting down on either side of Bane's neck too before growling a little in annoyance when he reached the collar of Bane's shirt, which he had to hold off to the side to keep it out of the way.

Tugging on the material insistently, Blake's voice was husky as he asked Bane to remove it, needing more access to the flesh it covered up.

Not saying anything Bane's arms retreated from Blake's side and moved between them, the shirt removed as requested before his hands went to either side of Blake's head, cradling it gently as Bane brought it back down to press Blake's lips against his skin in a silent plea for him to continue from where he'd left off. He couldn't ask himself, couldn't risk wrecking the moment they were in, so his request was quiet, his whole body relaxing once more when Blake's lips returned to kissing his neck.

After several more reassuring kisses Blake turned his attention back to the spot where neck met shoulder, working the skin on either side with his teeth to insure it would bruise, wanting to leave marks that Bane would see in the days to come when he wasn't there to be with him. He wished he could see them for himself, to know for sure they'd remain visible, but stuck hoping for the best he finally moved away to kiss his way down Bane's chest, the larger man shifting down on the mattress and taking Blake with him until they were both lying down to make it easier.

Other than the increasingly ragged breathing and mumbled words in a language Blake didn't know, Bane stayed relatively quiet up until Blake circled the man's bellybutton with his tongue, the mercenary groaning his name like a pray in reaction to that.

"Don't worry, I've got you."

The way Bane shudder in response to his promise made Blake smile against the warm skin of Bane's stomach, the detective deciding to lift his head so that Bane could see that while his hands groped around a little, brushing against Bane's erection a couple times before he found the belt buckle to undo.

"Robin…?"

"Trust me."

Whether it was trust, curiosity, or Bane realizing what he intended to do Blake didn't know, but Bane didn't try and stop him and that was the main thing. He wouldn't have been able to bear it, really, if Bane had told him to stop. He needed to do this. For both of them.

Undoing the pants Blake wasn't surprised when his fingers brushed up against bare skin, he'd figured Bane for the commando type. It made what he was going to do next so much easier.

Moving down Bane's body a little bit more Blake braced his weight on one hand while the other wrapped around Bane's sizable erection, his grip firm and in charge. Then lowering his head Blake carefully licked the head, swirling his tongue around it before turning his attention to mouthing and licking the different parts, lingering on the places that made Bane outright groan and buck up to try and get more contact.

And knowing that Bane wouldn't last long, it was why he was starting things this way, Blake nuzzled his cheek against Bane's right thigh and then shifted over to start taking Bane's erection into his mouth. Giving Bane a moment to get used to the new sensations, he wanted to do this right, Blake waited until Bane's breathing had evened out a little more before he tried some light suction.

Bane's fingers suddenly in his hair Blake paused, waiting to see if his head was going to be jerked away. But it wasn't so he continued, buoyed by the way Bane's fingers flexed and raked through his hair for purchase, Bane's hips starting to jerk in time with his head bobbing so that Blake took him deeper into his mouth. And then Bane was coming and Blake focused solely on swallowing, licking his lips clean when he finally raised his head, feeling very pleased with himself.

He also wanted to see, Bane must have bitten down on his lip because his groans as he'd come had been so muffled and now it was just ragged breathing, but knowing he couldn't Blake contented himself with moving back up Bane's body and resting his head on one broad shoulder, smiling when Bane's arms came up to wrap around him again.

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In some working part of his brain Bane knew he should be saying something, or at the very least do something to give his Robin some of the same unbelievable pleasure his little bird had just given him, but for the life of him Bane couldn't find the strength, much less the words to do either. If the man lying so trustingly against him had tried to kill him now Bane knew he wouldn't have the strength or will to stop him, and in his heart Bane would have accepted that. And if he died here in Gotham…death would be worth the gift he'd been given, having his little bird in his life for these past few weeks.

Minutes passed without either of them speaking, and in the quiet Bane finally found some words, though he stumbled over them a little as he said thank you, which was the only thing he could think to say.

"You're welcome."

Bane felt Blake's lips curve into a smile against his chest, which made his lips curve in response.

And since he most definitely had feeling below the waist, he had a lot of feeling, actually, Bane was aware that Blake hadn't come yet but was most definitely hard. That being the case Bane re-remembered that he should be offering to return the favor. With that in mind he lowered one hand down to slid under the pants the detective was wearing, stroking over the skin there with the intention of making his way between them to touch his lover far more intimately.

A warm chuckle stopped that idea though, Blake's next words wiping every thought out of Bane's head very quickly and thoroughly.

"Don't worry. As soon as you're up to it, pun intended, I'll let you fuck me properly."

"But I don't wish to do that." He hadn't meant to say that outloud, but Bane meant it all the same.

Lifting his head Blake cocked his head to the side, his puzzlement obvious even with the blindfold on. "Oh?"

Now Bane stumbled a little, feeling shy which was just ludicrous, but true. "I meant…I wish to…do it properly. Not just fucking."

While he watched Blake's mouth dropped open just a little, and then the lips curved into a wide smile, the dimples on full display.

"Bad word choice on my part." Blake softly agreed. "We'll do it properly."

Wanting to make sure of that, as well as give back the gift his Robin had given him, Bane rolled them over and proceeded to copy what the other man had done for him kiss for kiss, revealing in being able to press his lips against Robin's skin to his heart's content. He also loved that his little bird was far more vocal than he had been about how much he liked being kissed and nibbled on. For himself he'd trained from an early age not to show reaction to any sort of stimuli, and it had been instinctive earlier to muffle and hide his own pleasure even though it hadn't been necessary. But Robin wanted him to know how much he was pleasing him, and that was another pleasure he hadn't expected. Next time he would try to be more vocal, Bane decided then and there, so that he could give back that too.

Pulling down the pants Blake was wearing, the other man lifting up his hips to make it easy for him, Blake was very quickly naked and looking like an offering to the gods in some ancient mythology in Bane's eyes.

His hands reverent Bane couldn't help but run his hands over the dips and curves that he could reach, telling Robin with both his actions and his words that he thought him beautiful.

Ears red Blake grumbled about being called Robin, though there was no heat behind it. Just embarrassment and exertion.

"You will always be Robin to me." His Robin, his herald of spring and rebirth. Now until his end.

"Well then Robin would appreciate you getting back to what you were doing."

His turn to chuckle, something he would have thought impossible that morning, Bane smiled in agreement and then turned his attention to lowering his head and very tentatively touched his tongue to his Robin's erection, the needy whine he got in reaction enough for him to try and make this feel as good for his lover as it had for him. Thankfully Robin had no problem telling him exactly what he wanted and how he wanted it, the smaller man's reactions when he did it just right intoxicating enough that the rest of Bane's worries and inhibitions of not living up to Robin's previous lovers faded away. And when Robin climaxed under him, Bane's only regret was that he couldn't see Robin's eyes to see it there too.

Rolling them over once they were both up to it Bane cradled Robin back up against his chest, content to simply stroke his lover's back and exchange a lazy kiss or two until eventually enough time had passed that his Robin decided to put more heat behind those long kisses, and rub up against him in a way that had his body starting to ache again for something it knew it would finally get if it just made its demands loud enough.

And when Robin shifted away from him and started groping under a pillow Bane was about to ask him what he was doing when the hand came back into view with a container of lube in his hand. Oh.

"Normally I'd want the pleasure of lubing you up myself, but my ass needs my attention more." So saying Blake waved the tube in front of him. "So squirt a bunch on my hand and then do the same to yours." A devilish smile crossed his face. "Do I need to tell you where yours goes?"

"No." Nipping the tube out of Robin's hand Bane took the man's hand and squirted plenty of lube into it and then did the same to his own hand. He'd just set aside the tube when Robin made a sound in the back of his throat that had him glancing over, Bane's eyes widening at the sight that greeted him. Because while he couldn't really see where Blake's fingers were the way Robin was moving his body and the small sounds he was making made what he was doing perfectly clear.

And wanting to replace those fingers as soon as possible Bane lowered his hand to start applying the lube to his erection, which was getting harder by the second as he watched Robin pleasure himself, opening himself up for him. To welcome him inside his body and join them together.

"Okay." Blake told him when he was ready, panting hard and shifting over to straddle Bane as well as he could given the difference in their sizes. "Now you've got to stay still until I tell you to move, alright? Let's see all that He-man training of yours in action."

Lips curving into a hint of a smirk at having his training referred to in that way, Bane quickly lost that expression when Blake's hands ghosted over his thighs before going to his groin, those talented fingers wrapping around his erection while Blake shifted again to get into position to guide said erection into his ass.

And in a flash of insight Bane asked for his Robin to give him a moment, and in that time grabbed his mask from the bedspread and fitted it in place, doing up the buckles while he told the other man to remove his blindfold.

Blindfold immediately yanked down Bane saw the disappointment in his bird's eyes when his bird saw that the mask was back on.

But all he said was, "That's not a good idea given what I'm about to do to your breathing."

Not quite sure why having intercourse would making breathing a problem, though he remembered Robin's effect on it earlier quickly enough, Bane still shook his head and placing his hands on the quivering thighs against his and told his lover to continue.

"Bane…"

"I want to see you."

Eyes softening, how could they not, Blake nodded. "All right…but I'm going to say I told you so very, very soon."

Bane had just enough time to think that no, he'd be just fine now that he was prepared due to their earlier interlude, and then the sensation of breaching the other man's body and the picture Robin made while he bowed back and closed his eyes, breath coming out in pants and that strong, slender body on full display for him…

Perhaps Robin had had a point about his ability to breathe normally through the mask in such a situation.

And then thinking pretty much went out the window because Bane's brain, however brilliant and honed Bane knew it to be, was simply not up to processing what he was experiencing as Robin worked him deep inside of him until his little bird couldn't take anymore apparently, asking for just a minute to adjust.

Given the problems he was having Bane was all for that, but all his returned control evaporated once Robin started moving again, so agonizingly slow, teasing him with the gift of his body and then withdrawing so that he slide out of his tight, hot heat only to return to it with another groan of thanks. And it was the need to control his access to all that his lover's body had to offer that had Bane's instincts pretty much taking over then and there.

Without conscious thought, more of the ecstasy his lover's body offered him all he desired, Bane had his lover on his back in one swift motion and then he was the one in control as he thrusted in and out of Robin's quivering, eager body, knowing now what he wanted and how to get it. The sounds of their sweat covered skin meeting, combined with how eagerly Robin was taking him, begging him for more and digging his nails into his back as he egged him on was more than enough stimulation for Bane, especially when Robin was moving into every thrust to take him just that much deeper as they fell into a rhythm that promised that neither would last long nor wanted to.

And all through the lovemaking, even when their climaxes hit and both were stripped of their figurative masks and were left feeling truly complete for the first time in their lives…there was the knowledge that they would have this night and this night only.

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In the morning they loved each other one last time, though in truth Blake knew he should have said no since walking a straight line after the night they'd had was going to be no small feat. But he couldn't say no, not with those sad, stormy eyes looking into his while Bane's hand stroked over his side questioningly. Afterwards Bane left the room to shower and change in his own room, Blake waiting until Bane was out of the room before getting up as well, not wanting the other man to see him hobble like a drunk old man to the bathroom to do the same. He would have liked the bath, especially since it would possibly be his last one ever, but they were on a schedule and so Blake settled for a hot shower and some stretching afterwards to loosen him up before heading into the bedroom to dress.

He went with layers there, no telling if his place had been looted while he was away, and staying warm would be important to his survival until Batman came or he was blown to smithereens. Whichever came first, he thought with a dark smirk.

Breakfast was a silent ordeal with only him eating, and forcing himself to do so while Bane watched him from the other side of the table was definitely not on Blake's list of fun things to do. It was like someone had died, though Blake supposed that was accurate to a degree. Only it wasn't someone who had died…but something. In them.

After breakfast Blake followed Bane out of the kitchen to the front hallway, taking the winter coat and boots Bane pointed at and donned them before he finally spoke, asking where Barsad was while he held the pack of supplies he'd been handed.

"Working."

Not that he'd miss the guy, he wouldn't, but Blake still felt like it was wrong to leave without saying good bye to the assehole. But since he couldn't…"You'll tell him good bye for me?"

"I will."

Leaving it at that they headed outside to get into the all-terrain drive vehicle that had been parked out front, the car waiting for them with no one to join them as they headed into the city with the silence of too many words unspoken suffocating them.

Finally they arrived, Bane driving to within a few blocks of Blake's apartment building before he pulled into a long abandoned parking lot and killed the engine, the mercenary staring determinedly ahead, refusing to so much as look at him now.

Understanding that, it was killing him just as much, Blake undid his seat belt and then forced himself to make another crack in his heart as he leaned over to place a brief kiss on the masked cheek beside him.

"Thank you for telling me that Batman got free of The Pit. For understanding how much he means to me." Blake cupped the cheek he'd just kissed. "I'm sorry I didn't have time to-to show you how much you mean to me too."

And unable to say more, or stand Bane's silence a moment longer, Blake turned, opened the door, and got out, closing the door behind him. And then he started walking, not looking back as he made his way into the city where everything had gone to hell along with him.