It's not the first time Matt has said something like that, or the second, but it doesn't matter. Those sightless eyes are as much of a part of Matt as his boyish smile or bruised knuckles or soft voice, and Tim loves every bit of it. The eyes and the smile and the knuckles and the voice. He loves every big of Matt Murdock.
God. He is so royally screwed. But all he can focus on is Matt's hands, the touch to his jaw and the fingers that finish unbuttoning his shirt.
"Not me," he murmurs, and it's an assurance, turning his head to kiss the back of Matt's hand briefly before he pulls it away. His heart skips uneasily at his chest, just at the sight of Matt kneeling over him, glasses off and eyes wide, so devastatingly pretty and open. So fucking gorgeous and so fucking unfair.
His hands find Matt's hips, fingers tugging at his shirt until it's untucked, slipping beneath just to touch the skin at his waist. His hands trail around the other's back, fingers dipping just beneath the waistband of the back of his pants.
If there's one thing he's absolutely certain of, it's that Matt Murdock has the best ass in the entirety of Hell's Kitchen.
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Date: 2016-01-12 09:26 am (UTC)God. He is so royally screwed. But all he can focus on is Matt's hands, the touch to his jaw and the fingers that finish unbuttoning his shirt.
"Not me," he murmurs, and it's an assurance, turning his head to kiss the back of Matt's hand briefly before he pulls it away. His heart skips uneasily at his chest, just at the sight of Matt kneeling over him, glasses off and eyes wide, so devastatingly pretty and open. So fucking gorgeous and so fucking unfair.
His hands find Matt's hips, fingers tugging at his shirt until it's untucked, slipping beneath just to touch the skin at his waist. His hands trail around the other's back, fingers dipping just beneath the waistband of the back of his pants.
If there's one thing he's absolutely certain of, it's that Matt Murdock has the best ass in the entirety of Hell's Kitchen.