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It was weird, funny even. The big, monster like ex-terrorist and his little, angry police boyfriend sharing a flat together and doing domestic stuff like nothing happened. Like the bigger man didn’t spend his whole life in a hell hole prison, trying to survive and get his revenge from the broken system, trying to burn down the city of Gotham. And now… he was in kitchen, chopping tomatoes with a great determination for the omelette they were making for dinner and after that they were going to watch a Disney movie.
Bane loved Disney movies, they fascinated him. How did those pictures moved so smoothly and all those songs, it was a whole new world to him. His lips curved upwards as he watched the little lion cub found his new family and Moana from Motonui restored the heart of Tefiti and honestly Blake started to watch only Bane’s expressions after a while. He looked childish and almost pure. John loved him like that, loved him even more.
Bane did not need his mask now, he had gone to the rehab to get off the pain killers and now pain was tolerable.
“You make it tolerable. You make me wanna be better.” Once Bane said and John melted into these words.
But just because Bane didn’t need the pain killers it didn’t mean that he stopped wearing the mask. He was still hostile against his ugly scar that ruined his face. (Although Blake had said thousand times that he didn’t mind the scar and it was honestly sexy. )
“You are beautiful.” Bane said while they were Eskimo kissing, just like he said a thousand times before.
John taught him how to kiss like that. Bane liked to trace his fingers on his lover’s lips and Blake kissed his fingertips with blushing pink cheeks. But this was good too, really good. They put their foreheads and their noses brushed each other’s as John giggled quietly and closed his eyes to feel Bane more. That was when Bane looked at him; noticed his beautiful smile, gorgeous dimples and long lashes. He slowly intertwined their fingers and felt a little more possessive when the other man’s hands felt so little in his own. He whispered quietly how beautiful he was and John’s eyes flew open. He smiled and put his other hand on the mask.
“You are beautiful too.”
Bane tried real hard to not to snicker at those words. He was not beautiful, monsters couldn’t be beautiful. His John was little, fragile and pure; his John was beautiful. Not him, not a cruel giant like him.
But his lover’s eyes were bright and there was no lie in them. Maybe… he wasn’t beautiful but John saw him that way.
“You’re blinded by the love.” murmured Bane and John laughed.
“I’m pretty sure I’m not, remember the Crocs you bought the other day?”
“And what about them?”
“They are hideous.” giggled John and Bane grinned.
“Don’t bring my Crocs into this.” the bigger one said as he put his arms around John’s waist.
The officer smiled as he caressed his lover’s cheek on the mask.
“You are beautiful and if you try to argue with me I will not hesitate to show my skills that I got from the academy.”
“I’m really scared.” Bane joked as he enjoyed the mischievous grin on his lover’s lips.
“You should be.”
“I can break your spine with one tiny wrist movement.”
“I wanna see you try pretty boy.”
Bane’s heart fluttered with that word. It is not a compliment you fool, his brain tried to warn him but he was already flushed. Thanks to his mask Blake didn’t notice his blushed cheeks.
“Bane?”
“Yes habibi?”
“Can I kiss you?”
Bane stopped for a minute, he was hesitant. They’ve never… kissed like other couples did, with lips brushing each other's and breath’s getting mixed up. They've never tried that. Mostly because Bane was not comfortable with taking off his mask but now John wanted to show him how beautiful he was. He wanted to show him that he was not a monster.
It has always been easier to lie when you don’t have to see the thing you lie about. And Bane didn’t want to see the doubt in John’s eyes when he removed the mask, he didn’t want his eyes to stop shining. He didn’t want to catch Blake’s lie when he is so close to believe the fact that he could be seen beautiful by someone.
But he nodded anyway, pain was something he was used to. John already gave him more than any other human being did, he could handle a lie. A lie that was told for him to feel better.
John gently brushed the mask and so slowly he undid the leather straps. He was careful to not hurt the other man so he was a little hesitant. When he was taking the mask off Bane flinched a little and John stopped.
“Did I hurt you?”
“Never.”
It was the first time Bane had ever taken his mask off in front of him, fully in his sight. He was self conscious but mostly angry, he was angry et his father, at everyone who designed the pit, the idea of the pit, everyone who was inside of the pit and everyone who gave him that scar. To everyone who made him an ugly monster.
Bane couldn’t look at John’s eyes, he didn’t want to see his lie. But when John surprised him with a kiss next to his mouth, just on the scar he felt like his insides were on fire. It was… beautiful, the most beautiful feeling, even more intimate than sex.
“You are beautiful.” John said and Bane forced himself to look in his eyes.
It was same, there were no lie. His little bird was indeed blinded by the love but Bane was more than okey with that.
Bane slowly closed the space between them but he was clueless what he was supposed to do. It was… his first kiss.
“Close your eyes.” John whispered as he noticed Bane’s clueless looks on him and Bane did as he told.
John put his hand on Bane’s neck and he slowly closed the distance between them, their breath’s were warm against their flushed faces. John started to kiss his lover’s plush lips carefully, not trying to hurt him. It was their first kiss and Bane’s first ever kiss. It felt like… fireworks, it felt so warm and fuzzy and refreshing at the same time.
John took the lead as Bane was trying to clear his mind, he was awestruck by the kiss. He didn’t knew what he was supposed to the and John found that so goddamn cute. Bane tried kiss him back with a desperate try but failed so he let his boyfriend slowly teach him.
“Let me.” muttered John and although Bane didn’t understand what he meant firstly then he felt Blake pushing him gently to his back and trying to deepen the kiss.
So he opened his mouth and let Blake’s tongue into his own’s and moaned gently when he climbed on his lap. Kissing was fun, he thought, way more fun than he could imagine and he couldn’t be any happier that he was learning from the man he loved.
After a while of heavy making out Bane was learning, he now knew how to use his tongue and exactly how to bite John’s lips to make him moan under his touch.
“You liked it?” John asked giggling as he pulled back, his hands were on Bane’s wide chest using it as a support so he could balance himself.
Bane pulled him into another kiss instead of answering and pushed him into his back to the sofa by a simply grabbing him by the waist and John would be insulted how the other man is so much stronger than him if it didn’t turn him on so much.
“I take it as a yes, then.” the officer breathed out as Bane kissed his pink cheeks.
“Yes.”
“Wanna see something great?”
Bane looked into his eyes with great curiosity as John grinned mischievously and sit up straight. He got closer to the other man and put his lips on his neck, finding the pulse in seconds. He slowly kissed and sucked just that point and Bane moaned.
“Yeah I’m a sucker for neck kisses too.” John grinned and Bane looked at him like an inexperienced student looks at a master.
“Teach me.”
“Teach you, this?”
“I wanna give you the same pleasure.”
John blushed and tried real hard to keep his cool.
“If you say so.”
Bane kissed his jaw gently as if he was touching something made out of glass. His John could be a great, ruthless cop. But in his arms… in his arms he felt like a delicate piece of art. He always loved John so carefully, so afraid of himself hurting the only thing that matters to him in his life, so afraid to break him.
Then he slowly put his large hand on the other man’s throat and then traced his calloused fingers on the soft skin. So pale and unbruised, he thought. The idea of marking that gorgeous throat made his stomach flutter.
He gently grabbed Blake’s throat and put a very delicate kiss on his skin. John was trying to keep his calm under Bane’s touch. Not that he was afraid of Bane hurting him no, he was afraid that he could do something embarrassing like coming to his pants like a horny teenager making out. Blake was enjoying this way too much.
Then Bane bit him so gently John had cross his knees and throw his head to the back with a strangled moan.
“Didn’t know it was that easy to turn you on habibi.” grinned Bane and Blake could swore he blushed like a tomato.
“I’m not easy, you’re sexy.” John denied as he bared his throat more so Bane could just shut up and kiss him more.
Bane looked at his lover and saw that little mark he played with his tiny bite. It was red and swollen, it was Bane’s. He gently traced his finger on the mark, drunk on the satisfaction and Blake grinned.
“You are a possessive bastard.”
“Language.” Bane warned him but didn’t deny the fact so he added.
“It is not my fault that you look ravishing while carrying those marks… my marks.” He murmured and then continue kissing his neck.
Blake bit his lip in order to not moan louder and grabbed Bane’s shoulder. That is when he felt Bane’s strong fingers slipping under his shirt and he took a big breath.
“Bane.”
“Yes habibi?”
John swallowed as the other man spoke without bothering to pull back from his neck, his breath was warm against his now bruised skin.
“I thought you wanted to watch Tangled tonight.”
Bane smiled and placed a kiss on the corner of Blake’s mouth.
“Perhaps another night… But if you want to watch it-“
Blake grabbed the hem of Bane’s shirt and whispered desperately.
“God no, fuck Rapunzel.”
“Language.”
“Fuck.. me?”
Bane breathed out of his nose. Blake had learned that this was his way of rolling his eyes.
“You really can’t watch your mouth, can you?”
John grinned.
“Well I can do other things with my mouth.”
John was silenced with a powerful kiss from the other man. His lips were moving fast and his arms around him were strong. The officer couldn’t help but moan how weak he felt in Bane’s arms, he loved that Bane was stronger, bigger than him.
“Bane?”
“Yes habibi?”
Right now they were face to face, Blake could see the clouds of adoration at his lover’s beautiful eyes. God, Bane really did have beautiful eyes.
“I-I…” Blake could feel a lump forming in his throat and finally gave up.
“I think you’re good kisser.” He said with a little disappointment and blush on his cheeks.
Blake broke the eye contact, looking at the pattern of the rug and praying Bane didn’t notice his blush. But Bane just chuckled and put his hand on John’s jaw, caressed him like he was the most extraordinary thing in the whole world, in his world.
“Habibi?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you too.”
Blake looked at his eyes with a sudden shock, Bane out of all these people understood his inner thoughts. Bane loved him, Bane told him that he loved him. He wanted to say back.
I love you Bane. Like wanna have sex with you every night, have babies with you, hold your hand in public, gift you with the most precious jewels and grow old with you kind of love. I love you so fucking much.
But he couldn’t just blurted out and when he desperately opened his mouth to blurt out something Bane pressed his thumb on his lips.
“Shh, I know. You don’t have to word it out.” he touched his lover’s chest, just below his thumping heart and continued with the most velvet like voice.
“I know it, I can feel it. You make me feel it.”
And in that moment John could bawl like a baby. He had grown up in an orphanage, he never had someone who told him they loved him. So he too never said it to someone, he couldn’t. He tried but the words didn’t came out. In his world love was something you show, not tell. And Bane… he understood it, he didn’t get mad, he didn’t force him. He was the right one.
Instead of saying anything he kissed his thumb, just like their first ever kiss.
Bane put their foreheads together and put a little kiss on his nose, John giggled.
“I know the sexy mood is gone and we are now at cheesy, sappy, in love mood again so if you want to watch Tangled you can just say it." John murmured and Bane’s eyes glistened.
“We… don’t have to.” he said but still couldn’t hide his excitement.
“Hell naw, get me that remote and come here.”
Bane’s head was on John’s chest and John had his arms around his larger boyfriend. It was a cute sight, Blake could play with his lovers hair if he had any but instead he was petting Bane’s neck in a loving way.
Halfway through the movie, as Rapunzel fell in love with the handsome thief, Blake found himself smiling. Bane was his Flynn Ryder, his salvation.
“You make me feel it too.” he whispered quietly.
He could feel Bane smiling in satisfaction even though he didn’t look at him.
“I know habibi.” he said with a calm voice and he grabbed John’s hand and put it on his lips.
Love was something you show, not tell. Blake found himself hoping that one day he could be able to tell Bane he loved him properly. But until that day he knew that Bane was okay with this. They were okay with this. And their broken, weird boyfriends couldn’t them make more happier.