In From the Storm

It really was a gloomy night, and Dick was glad that he wasn't on patrol. The rain had been coming down for hours, and it had just started thundering.

Turning away from the window, Dick faced his bed and pulled off his shirt; it was far too humid to stay completely dressed. He stripped down to his boxers, tossing everything haphazardly onto the floor ans shivering slightky as the fan blew cool air over his body.

A particular loud clap of thunder had Dick jumping into the air, smiling sheepishly, embarrassed. A bang from upstairs had his head swiveled upwards, tracking movement as it streaked down the hall. His bedroom door banged open, and Wally stood in the doorway, eyes wide in fear, breathing heavily.

"Wally? What's wrong?"

"The thunder is scary. And I had a bad dream."

"Well, come in. You can stay here tonight." Dick watched as the fear in Wally's green eyes diminshed, watched as he dragged a hand through his bright red hair, watched as he crawled onto the big bed. Dick joined him on top of the covers, eyes widening as Wally curled into his chest. He felt his cheeks heat up as Wally's pale skin came in contact with his own, and he swallowed loudly.

"Dick? Whassup?"

"Nothing, Wally. I'm fine."

"You don't look fine. You're all flushed, and-" he raised a hand from in between their bodies to place it on Dick's forehead. "And you're warm, too. Are you finding it too hot in here?"

"No, no, it's all good."

"Well, alright then. If you're sure...Good night, Dick" His eyes went impossibly wide as Wally leaned up and pressed his lips to his own briefly. He began to pull away, but Dick, going on an impulse, pulled him back, crushing their lips together. He pushed himself up and over top of Wally, covering the smaller boy's body with his own. He heard Wally gasp into his mouth, and took the opportunity to thrust his tongue in, massaging the other boy's, earning a soft moan as Wally arched into him.

Releasing Wally's soon-to-be bruised mouth, he moved down and latched onto his neck, sucking forcefully.

"Dick, are y-you sure about this? I only meant, well, I don't know what I meant exactly, but-" He broke off as Dick shot him a look, telling him to be quiet and enjoy it.

"If I didn't want this, I would've pushed you away. And I'm trying to distract you from the thunder, and this seems to be doing the job nicely."

"Oh. Yes, you're doing a very good job." Dick smirked at him before lowering his mouth back to Wally's skin, worrying it alternately between his lips and teeth, using his tongue to sooth the skin after. When he was satisfied with the mark he left, he continued his trek downwards.

He found his next target just a few inches down and caught it between his teeth greedily. His tongue flicked Wally's nipple, hardening the nub. He could tell his nipples were sensitive to the touch, and found that playing with them sent jolts through his body straight to his groin. Dick grinned as he felt Wally harden below him, and he skated a hand down his side and moved over to cup him over his shorts. He heard his breath hitch, and his hips canted forward further into his hand. Squeezing gently, he moved over to Wally's other nipple, paying it equal attention.

"Mmm, Dick, if you keep doing this, I'm not gonna last." Dick nodded absently, and pulled down Wally's boxers deftly. He was completely hard, erect and leaking precome. Dick swiped his thumb across the head, spreading his juices over the rest of his shaft. Groaning, Wally let his head fall back, eyes squeezed shut as Dick continued his ministrations.

Grinning, he lowered his mouth to his cock, licking up the underside of his length and wrapping his lips around the head, sucking gently. Wally bucked his hips forward, thrusting his cock deeper into his mouth. Dick responded in kind, sucking harder, his cheeks hollowing out as Wally began keening and tensing up underneath him. Giving his length one more swipe with his tongue, he dragged his teeth across the head, and sent Wally into near shock with the force of his orgasm.

Releasing his cock with a 'pop', Dick sat up, licking his lips, blue eyes darkened with lust.

"How ya feelin'?" he asked, breathing slightly ragged. Wally lay there, eyes half closed, panting heavily.

"Tired. But I'm good, very good." he replied, his voice husky.

"Excellent, I've done my job well. Oh, look, the storm stopped." He rolled off Wally and stretched out on the bed beside him, pulling the younger boy in close. "Go to sleep."

He didn't have to say anything; Wally's green eyes were shut tight, and his breathing had evened out. Smiling, he patted him on the head and closed his own eyes, following him into sleep.