His wrists and ankles were sore and probably red by now. Terry was *only* wearing the four silk ties that tied him to Bruce's bed. His mentor's own little fantasy. The position that the younger man was in was very uncomfortable, but it was still sexy. It was only fair that he'd let Bruce do this since they lived out Terry's fantasy of sex in the batmobile earlier that week. Bruce wasn't too fond of that idea but finally went along with it.

Now if he could only persuade Bruce to have them wear their individual masks.

Terry could barely have his legs up without accidentally pushing a button. With all the money that he has, you'd think that Bruce Wayne would get more room in that thing.

The fifth silk necktie was blindfolding him. It was bad enough that he couldn't touch the person who was teasing him. Not seeing Bruce drove Terry crazy. The young man was planning on some *serious* payback for this. Trying to distract himself from the suckling on his toes, Terry thought of the table of the batcave and handcuffs. He could almost feel Bruce smirk. That smug prick. Bruce had a gorgeous mouth, though.

The first time he had sexual contact with Bruce was for ten minutes before last year's Wayne-Powers Christmas party. Not to mention that Terry couldn't see Bruce at all in that broom closet. Afterwards, Bruce just pulled up his pants and smoothed out both of their tuxedos. Neither man could figure out how they pulled that one off.

Or why that happened.

All Terry knew is that the whole night he kept making subtle, but lewd gestures at the older man when no one was looking. He never knew that Bruce could blush like that. It was sort of exciting.

Terry arched his back as a skilled mouth kissed the inside of his spread thighs. He could have *sworn* that he heard Bruce chuckle. Large, warm hands started rubbing his erection. He couldn't take it anymore.

"Fuck me."

His voice was full of desperation, but he really didn't care. Terry wanted nothing more than to have his legs on the other man's shoulders right now.

He could hear the sound of something being unzipped and clothes hitting the floor. His legs were being freed, and he could feel the weight of someone crawling on the bed. A few moments later, a finger traced the inside of his thigh and Terry thrust his hips up. Maybe Terry wouldn't miss walking straight.