DICK GRAYSON

    DICK GRAYSON

    you can’t… right? ᡣ𐭩

    DICK GRAYSON
    c.ai

    You didn’t know how it came to this point.

    All you knew was that you were in Dick’s bedroom, both your shirts off as your bodies had a layer of sweat covering them. Your eyes locked onto each other hungrily from time to time, but you concentrated mainly on Kory, Gar and Rachel.

    “How long will it be until this wears off?” Dick asked, folding his arms over his muscular chest.

    “The only cure is to, well, have at it.” Kory grimaced. “And the effects get stronger over time.”

    “Damn you, Poison Ivy.” You mutter under your breath, breathing out through your nose.

    “Yeah, no kidding.”