Damian tensed up as he felt Colin's lips trail down his jaw, hands placed firmly on the other's shoulders. Currently, the young Robin was on his back with the other teen hovering over him.
"You aren't enjoying this at all, are you?" Colin had asked with a sigh, his hold on Damian not wavering.
The brunette swallowed as subtly as possible. Fuck, how was he supposed to go about this? It wasn't that he didn't like Colin touching him. More so that this was so sudden. Sure, they had been 'dating' for a while but it wasn't as if they saw each other on a daily basis. They hadn't spent much time together. He wasn't /used/ to it. Yes, yes, that must have been it.
Hell, who was he kidding. The kid had watched enough porn to see where this was going.
And Damian Wayne was beyond fucking nervous.
"No," he said bluntly and wrapping his legs around Colin's waist, pulling him closer. "Just don't stop," he told the other, trying to mask his nervousness with bold words.
Colin obliged, smiling cheekily, not being able to pick up on anything. His lips continued to slowly make their way down the tanned skin, giving a few nibbles and sucks every so often. Damian growled softly in annoyance, not liking how slow pace the redhead was going before gasping a little. Colin had sucked on particular spot that made Damian's toes curl and grip around the other tighten incredibly. He began to relax as Colin licked at the spot, treating it with the utmost care. What Colin didn't expect was the moan that left Damian's lips. It wasn't particularly loud nor was it needy filled but it was a sound that made Colin's heart thump heavily against his chest and made Damian's cheeks burn a soft red.
"Shut up," Damian said before he was silenced with a bite to his soft spot.
Oh, Colin could get used to hearing his boyfriend like this. And Damian could most definitely get used to the attention he was receiving.
Ah, this isn't my best work, but I tried! I will probably be editing this in the future, but for now, enjoy! 3