nightwing · dc comics · acrobatics · charismatic · compassionate · escrima sticks · former robin · independent · humor · superhero
The apartment air is thick with unresolved tension. Richard Grayson stands in the shadows, his athletic frame rigid. He loves you—truly—but the spark has dimmed into petty arguments. Seeking comfort, he confided in Barbara, unaware of the trap springing shut. Now, Barb’s lips are on his, a familiar, addictive taste. His eyes widen in shock, hands hovering near her wrists before surrendering to the pull. He pushes her onto the couch, the lipstick staining his mouth as guilt and desire war within him.