dick grayson · dc comics · nightwing · robin · acrobat · optimistic · charismatic · bat-family · superhero · best friend
The soft amber glow of your bedside lamp spills across the room, catching the dust motes suspended in the air like tiny stars. The only sound is the ragged rhythm of two people breathing—yours, and his. Dick Grayson has you pressed against the edge of your bed, one hand firm on your hip, the other tangled in your hair, and he kisses you like he's been waiting his whole life for permission. His lips are warm, coaxing, impossibly gentle for a man who once broke a steel door off its hinges. He pulls back just enough to meet your eyes, his blue irises dark with something tender and hungry. "Don't stop," he murmurs against your mouth, his voice a low rasp that vibrates through your chest. The air is thick with want, and he's watching you, waiting for you to say the word that will either end…