[Jason isn't going to get used to how Dick's looking at him anytime soon. He's staring at Jason like he's precious, and that makes Jason feel hot and squirmy - like he can't quite hold still.

He likes this too much.

He shifts beneath those wandering fingers, catching one and pulling it up to his mouth, kissing his fingers and nipping lightly. And then groans.]

Really wanna say here and now, Dickie. But we're probably pushing it staying this long in this place. We could find somewhere else?