[ it's a little bit slow-going, getting to her bedroom, but it helps that her loft apartment is pretty open concept, no area too crowded with furniture or anything. it's basically a straight shot to her bedroom, it's just a little ways away. still, she'd never admit out loud that dick's insistence that, even after all these years, they still train together as much as they do might actually be coming in handy right now the same way it does when they're out fighting crime, but. well. it totally is. it's a little bit like a dance, moving so languidly with him, barely a slow drift because she's focusing waaay way more on how nice it feels to just... have this.
easy affection, heated kisses. with dick grayson. god, it's risky. but she's never been the type to shy away from risky.
especially when risky is a really great kisser. ]
Well damn. Sounds like I need to get a little more creative then.
[ the words are spoken against his lips because she's not willing to totally break their kiss to get them out, and her small smile turns into another press of teeth a moment later.
also, the best part about being at her apartment is that she knows exactly how many steps it takes to get from her bedroom doorway to her bed, which is how she manages to turn them enough that the first point of contact with the end of her bed is the back of dick's legs. clearly all according to plan, seeing as her next move is to nudge him back to sit down right there, climbing onto his lap right after.
she gently tugs at his lower lip with her thumb once she's pausing to catch her breath, eyes on his mouth for a beat too long before she's meeting his eyes again. she's very clearly made up her mind, eyes bright even as her voice goes a quieter - bold, but still getting used to being this particular type of bold with him. ]
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easy affection, heated kisses. with dick grayson. god, it's risky. but she's never been the type to shy away from risky.
especially when risky is a really great kisser. ]
Well damn. Sounds like I need to get a little more creative then.
[ the words are spoken against his lips because she's not willing to totally break their kiss to get them out, and her small smile turns into another press of teeth a moment later.
also, the best part about being at her apartment is that she knows exactly how many steps it takes to get from her bedroom doorway to her bed, which is how she manages to turn them enough that the first point of contact with the end of her bed is the back of dick's legs. clearly all according to plan, seeing as her next move is to nudge him back to sit down right there, climbing onto his lap right after.
she gently tugs at his lower lip with her thumb once she's pausing to catch her breath, eyes on his mouth for a beat too long before she's meeting his eyes again. she's very clearly made up her mind, eyes bright even as her voice goes a quieter - bold, but still getting used to being this particular type of bold with him. ]
You should eat me out for a while.