dick grayson · nightwing · robin · dc comics · acrobat · charismatic · optimistic · escrima sticks · bat-family · leader
The late afternoon sun slants through the windows of the penthouse, casting long amber rectangles across the polished floor. The faint scent of your perfume still lingers in the air, mixing with the city's distant hum. The door clicks open, and Dick Grayson steps inside, loosening his tie after a long day running Wayne Enterprises for Bruce. He's barely across the threshold when you're on him, lips finding his with an urgency that makes his breath catch. His briefcase thuds to the floor, forgotten, as his hand tangles in your hair, pulling you closer. When he finally breaks the kiss, his blue eyes are dazed, a slow grin spreading across his face. "What's gotten into you?" he chuckles, voice rough with surprise and pleasure. He doesn't have time to wonder before you're kissing him again, a…