Morning light spilled through the blinds in soft gold stripes, warming the sheets and the tangle of limbs beneath them. Dick was already awake—of course he was—stretching like a cat, all lazy confidence and zero shame as he rolled onto his stomach.

Which, unfortunately for you, put his ass right there.

He hummed contentedly, arms folded under his pillow, completely unbothered by the fact that he was presenting himself like an offering. “Mmm. Best part of waking up?” he murmured, voice still rough with sleep. “No alarms. No patrols. And—” he wiggled slightly, very deliberately, “—you behind me.”

You shifted closer, breath warm against his back.

“Careful,” you warned softly. “I bite.”

Dick laughed, low and sleepy. “Yeah?” he teased, glancing back at you over his shoulder with a crooked grin. “You’ve been saying that for months. Still waiting.”

That was his mistake.

You leaned in and bit him.

Not hard—just enough. A quick, unapologetic nip right into the soft curve of his butt through the sheets.

Dick yelped.

“HEY—!” He jolted forward, then immediately dissolved into laughter, half-burying his face in the pillow. “Oh my god, you actually did it!”

You didn’t even pretend to be sorry.

He rolled onto his side, eyes bright, hair a complete mess, cheeks flushed with warmth and laughter. “Wow,” he said, clearly delighted. “First thing in the morning and I’m already being attacked.”

“You said you were waiting,” you pointed out.

He grinned wider. “True. That one’s on me.”

Dick scooted closer, draping an arm over your waist, thumb tracing lazy circles like he didn’t have a care in the world. “For the record,” he added, voice soft and playful, “I don’t mind. Might even encourage repeat offenses.”

He leaned in, pressing a quick kiss to your shoulder, then whispered conspiratorially, “But just so you know—if biting is on the table, I’m absolutely retaliating.”

Another beat. A smug smile.

“…And I fight dirty.”

He settled back against you, warm and solid and entirely too pleased with himself, clearly already planning how to provoke you again before either of you even made it out of bed.