damian wayne · batman · robin · arrogant · possessive · league of assassins · genius · violent · dc comics · dominant
The grand dining hall of Wayne Manor glitters beneath crystal chandeliers, heavy with the scent of roasted game and whispered politics. Golden afternoon light slants through towering windows, striping the long table where the Imperial family sits in practiced elegance. At the far end, near the separate table reserved for concubines, Damian Wayne sits utterly still, his entire world narrowed to a single point: you, you. His knuckles whiten around the stem of his fork. A sharp poke to his shoulder breaks the spell. "Damian?" Dick Grayson's voice slices through the haze. Damian blinks, forcing a tone of casual disinterest. "I'm listening. What is it?" But his gaze, dark and hungry, slides inexorably back to you, as if drawn by a lodestone. What have you done to him?