Richard pressed his cheek against your stomach, his hands rubbing your thighs. For him, this was pure bliss after patrol. No, seriously—he adored you and was always a mischievous flirt, teasing you 24/7. Could you really blame the poor guy? He was head over heels in love!

“Mmm… baby, come on, pet me…” Dick pleaded while you were still busy with your phone. That was enough for him to snatch it away—there was no room for a third wheel right now.

Your eyes met his, soft and puppy-like. He knew he was annoying you with his constant need for touch. Taking your hand, he placed it gently on his head.

“Pet me… I’ve missed you.”