You're still sexy to me, even as sick as you are. You are gorgeous.
[Yeah, the nuzzling is nice. It relaxes them both. It's being close. ]
You're not a turbo-bottom. You're just you. I mean, I've been with plenty of women. I'd never judge you for being with a lot of guys. Sex is touch, it's a way to feel and to not feel at times. It's useful for a lot of reasons.
[What, it's true. He's still got the eyes and the face that Dick can't help but adore. He loves the body too- a lot, but it's not drew Dick's attention right away.]
Oh, Yeah. I was watching a shit ton of porn by then. Man, Alfred kept trying to walk in on me, thank god for locked doors. I didn't think about sticking things up my ass, but I stuck my dick in a lot of things, a lot of girls. I didn't think about guys really until much later. I guess my friend after college was the first I experimented with, handjobs that turned into more. Then, Dawn, she loved sticking fingers in my ass during blowjobs. I loved the feeling of it too.
[He chuckles, and smiles. ] Then Hank and he and I messed around only once after a fight. It was really strange, cause he was with my ex-Dawn at the time. So, yeah. That's my history. But, women are a different story. I like how you bottom for me. You're so fucking sexy.
[He grins and nuzzles him again, because he'd kiss Iggy, but - well, sick. ] You're so cute. I love that you did that. I used Bruce's money for all sorts of crazy stuff growing up. I wasn't exactly an easy ward and yes, he cheated on her with me. It was really spur of the moment, heat of the moment. I had no idea that he even was into guys at all. I think we surprised each other.
[Thinking back, it was pretty hot. Dick licks his lips. That heat right after a fight, a battle. God, he's always so worked up after a fight. Covered in blood, body aching, sometimes he wishes he could bend someone over right there. Those are things he really hasn't talked about with anyone, but he imagines that he might with Iggy one day.]
Yeah, I know, but when you're with me, you're mine in the moment and I don't think about anything or anyone else, and I doubt that you do either. I hope you don't. [he makes a face.]
What do moms know about a guys needs? I mean, I honestly don't have a clue since I didn't have a mom growing up. [He shrugs, pretty damn clueless.]
No, no way. He and I never mentioned a word of it after it happened. It was a one time thing never to be spoken of again. I don't think we even looked sideways at one another after that.
[lifts his head a little higher and looks Iggy straight on, hovering close to him with a look] You know you don't want to tease me like that when you can't back yourself up, or take the punishment. I am possessive during sex, that you very well know and I've never hid that. I'll get my knife out and carve a mark on you. [He teases, lifting a brow with a small laugh.]
I know, and I bet she must have thrown a fit at the bill. What toys did you get anyways?
It was shitty of us. It's the only time I ever was involved in voluntary cheating. I'm not normally that person. I mean, I may have met someone at the bar and not known, but [he shrugs. it was that heat of the fight thing, and being with a guy. Dick was probably more male leaning than he let on, and when it happened he didn't know how to say no at the time. He felt like shit for a long time, but he's working on being better now.]
I'm kidding, I promise. I mean, knives may be sexy, but I'd never carve my initials in someone. It was a joke. You can relax. I've never even messed around with any of that. The most I've done is left a really dark hickey.
That's nothing too shocking. I was wondering if little you was adventurous. I had a person they called The Playboy as my mentor, and he always had a different woman on his arm. I don't know if anyone was really shocked when I got excited over Wonder Woman early on.
[Plus his best friend was Donna Troy and they always compared notes about their mentors. It was easy to think about both of them that way when he was younger. ]
Like cars are sexy, knives are sexy. Things I enjoy. I mean, I like close combat weapons, several kinds. [he shrugs, nudging the conversation away from where it had been because digging into any of his darker urges or desires isn't a place he likes to go, doesn't trust himself to go with anyone. ]
Hey, at least you knew exactly what you were and owned it. I had plenty of identity problems growing up. Trying to be my own person wasn't always easy. Bruce had an idea of who he wanted me to be, and by the time I realized that I didn't want to be exactly that, it... got messy.
[a small way of putting exactly what happened. Dick gets up and takes the empty soup container and juice to the kitchen, coming back with some water a bit of lemon he found squeezed in for a touch of vitamin C, and recools the cloth that he had on Iggy's forehead.]
Superman is a busy guy. Wonder Woman is hot, what can i say. I like the idea of a dominant woman. [Dick laughs. ]
I promise, I'm not a serial killer. There are plenty of people who collect weapons. Ebay is full of them. I do martial arts, and practice my old acrobat skills as a part of it. It keeps me in shape and I enjoy it. They all go with the territory. Every ninja has to have their weapons. [he grins wide, and playfully flips his finger down iggy's nose.]
I imagine we all struggle with who we are supposed to be...
[It puts him into thought for a quiet little bit after he's back. He lets his eyes roam over Iggy, enjoying the sight before him. Hoping that he's feeling a little on the mend, even if tonight's discussion has been awkward as fuck.]
How do you know they don't think knives are hot. Fine, it doesn't matter. It's not like I'm bringing them into our bedroom. I haven't brought in any toys, yet. I'm about what you like, anyways. [he's got a small smile on his face too, because he means it. Dick is very much about pleasing the person he's with in bed.]
I imagine that some little kids who want to be firefighters really do grow up to be them, but lots of those end up as bartenders, or carpenters too.
[It had been tied back earlier, and Dick almost wishes he'd left it down but he knows that it must be annoying to keep down when Iggy's not feeling well. Still, he wants to lay there next to him running his fingers through it. It's so hard not to be close right now. At least he can kiss Iggy's shoulder, smiling against the skin while Dick shakes his head.]
You. Whatever am I going to do with you. I don't know what I am, except slightly addicted to you and that's both our bad luck then. I mean, there are things I let you do for me, don't get me wrong but I want you to like it too. I want to give you what you want most.
I wanted to be a high flyer like my parents, or to work at the circus for a long time and then I wanted to be a superhero.
[The second part was as close as he could come to the truth, and he tipped his head slightly looking at Iggy, lips pushed to the side.]
While I do like you. I haven't fallen for you. I mean, it could happen but those things take time. I'm ... Well, I can see why we are having awkward conversations, yes. Except, I'm not renting you out. It's a part of getting to know someone.
[He's a person who is used to taking care of others. It's in his nature. He's been working on it, but at his core he will always fight the duality of his very male need to fix perceived problems, his vigilante nature to right wrongs and the side of himself that wants to take care of others. Dick, like most people is a relatively messy, complex human.]
[A soft smile.] I know. It probably shouldn't happen, to be quite frank.
And trust me, I know - you're not paying me shit! You get all this for free. If I'd known you were rich when I met you we wouldn't be talking about this at all, I'd be keeping you so happy.
When I was young and with my parents, I did what they did and loved it. [there's pride and a smile that touches his eyes, even if there's sadness there too.]
Yeah, I get it. We started out on how a relationship with you is pretty impossible. I don't plan on doing anything to forward any sort of feelings on that level, trust me. I don't care to feel more than I have to.
[a snicker] You're sick. Relax on keeping me happy, and just focus on getting better. That will make me happy enough and I take you out. If you ever asked me for something specifically, I think you know you would have gotten it.
I meant getting falling for you if it's not going to go anywhere, and I'm going to get hurt. Most people have natural preservation instincts. I'm being honest about mine.
I would too. I don't know why you think I wouldn't have?
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[Okay, it's nice to be nuzzled. He relaxes a little more.]
Right, sorry. Three.
I forget not everyone on the planet is like... turbo-bottom.
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[Yeah, the nuzzling is nice. It relaxes them both. It's being close. ]
You're not a turbo-bottom. You're just you. I mean, I've been with plenty of women. I'd never judge you for being with a lot of guys. Sex is touch, it's a way to feel and to not feel at times. It's useful for a lot of reasons.
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I kinda am, though. I'm not ashamed of it. I just meant like, I was shoving stuff up my ass by fifteen.
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Oh, Yeah. I was watching a shit ton of porn by then. Man, Alfred kept trying to walk in on me, thank god for locked doors. I didn't think about sticking things up my ass, but I stuck my dick in a lot of things, a lot of girls. I didn't think about guys really until much later. I guess my friend after college was the first I experimented with, handjobs that turned into more. Then, Dawn, she loved sticking fingers in my ass during blowjobs. I loved the feeling of it too.
[He chuckles, and smiles. ] Then Hank and he and I messed around only once after a fight. It was really strange, cause he was with my ex-Dawn at the time. So, yeah. That's my history. But, women are a different story. I like how you bottom for me. You're so fucking sexy.
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He cheated on her with you? How scandalous!
Well. You know. Professional. [But he can't help but sound a little pleased.]
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[Thinking back, it was pretty hot. Dick licks his lips. That heat right after a fight, a battle. God, he's always so worked up after a fight. Covered in blood, body aching, sometimes he wishes he could bend someone over right there. Those are things he really hasn't talked about with anyone, but he imagines that he might with Iggy one day.]
Yeah, I know, but when you're with me, you're mine in the moment and I don't think about anything or anyone else, and I doubt that you do either. I hope you don't. [he makes a face.]
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Huh. Sounds messy. Did she ever find out?
[He endeavors to look demure.] Maaaaaaaaybe I don't. Maaaaaaaybe I do.
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No, no way. He and I never mentioned a word of it after it happened. It was a one time thing never to be spoken of again. I don't think we even looked sideways at one another after that.
[lifts his head a little higher and looks Iggy straight on, hovering close to him with a look] You know you don't want to tease me like that when you can't back yourself up, or take the punishment. I am possessive during sex, that you very well know and I've never hid that. I'll get my knife out and carve a mark on you. [He teases, lifting a brow with a small laugh.]
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That's so shitty of you guys. Shitty of him for cheating, shitty of you for going along with it.
[Iggy looks back, smile a little nervous.] ...that's actually really scary, Dick. I am ninety percent sure you're kidding, but.
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It was shitty of us. It's the only time I ever was involved in voluntary cheating. I'm not normally that person. I mean, I may have met someone at the bar and not known, but [he shrugs. it was that heat of the fight thing, and being with a guy. Dick was probably more male leaning than he let on, and when it happened he didn't know how to say no at the time. He felt like shit for a long time, but he's working on being better now.]
I'm kidding, I promise. I mean, knives may be sexy, but I'd never carve my initials in someone. It was a joke. You can relax. I've never even messed around with any of that. The most I've done is left a really dark hickey.
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Oh, a dildo. [A grin.] I refused to use a household object.
At least you know it.
How are knives sexy? Legit question, not being sarcastic.
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[Plus his best friend was Donna Troy and they always compared notes about their mentors. It was easy to think about both of them that way when he was younger. ]
Like cars are sexy, knives are sexy. Things I enjoy. I mean, I like close combat weapons, several kinds. [he shrugs, nudging the conversation away from where it had been because digging into any of his darker urges or desires isn't a place he likes to go, doesn't trust himself to go with anyone. ]
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I don't really pay attention to superheroes. They're all kinda weird. Except maybe Superman, he seems okay.
Mmm. It's very serial killer-y sounding, that's all I'm saying.
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[a small way of putting exactly what happened. Dick gets up and takes the empty soup container and juice to the kitchen, coming back with some water a bit of lemon he found squeezed in for a touch of vitamin C, and recools the cloth that he had on Iggy's forehead.]
Superman is a busy guy. Wonder Woman is hot, what can i say. I like the idea of a dominant woman. [Dick laughs. ]
I promise, I'm not a serial killer. There are plenty of people who collect weapons. Ebay is full of them. I do martial arts, and practice my old acrobat skills as a part of it. It keeps me in shape and I enjoy it. They all go with the territory. Every ninja has to have their weapons. [he grins wide, and playfully flips his finger down iggy's nose.]
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[He stays put, murmuring a thanks when Dick returns.]
That's not surprising.
Yeah, and they don't go, "knives are hot!" [Not grumbled with any real bite, though. He even almost smiles.]
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[It puts him into thought for a quiet little bit after he's back. He lets his eyes roam over Iggy, enjoying the sight before him. Hoping that he's feeling a little on the mend, even if tonight's discussion has been awkward as fuck.]
How do you know they don't think knives are hot. Fine, it doesn't matter. It's not like I'm bringing them into our bedroom. I haven't brought in any toys, yet. I'm about what you like, anyways. [he's got a small smile on his face too, because he means it. Dick is very much about pleasing the person he's with in bed.]
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[Iggy runs his hands through his hair and then secures it back with an elastic.] You so want to, you perv.
[He hiccups a brief laugh, there and gone.] Well, that's a problem, since most everything I do is for your benefit.
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[It had been tied back earlier, and Dick almost wishes he'd left it down but he knows that it must be annoying to keep down when Iggy's not feeling well. Still, he wants to lay there next to him running his fingers through it. It's so hard not to be close right now. At least he can kiss Iggy's shoulder, smiling against the skin while Dick shakes his head.]
You. Whatever am I going to do with you. I don't know what I am, except slightly addicted to you and that's both our bad luck then. I mean, there are things I let you do for me, don't get me wrong but I want you to like it too. I want to give you what you want most.
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I dunno, I think that's why we've been having these awkward conversations. You've inadvertently fallen for a people-pleasing rentboy, my dear.
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[The second part was as close as he could come to the truth, and he tipped his head slightly looking at Iggy, lips pushed to the side.]
While I do like you. I haven't fallen for you. I mean, it could happen but those things take time. I'm ... Well, I can see why we are having awkward conversations, yes. Except, I'm not renting you out. It's a part of getting to know someone.
[He's a person who is used to taking care of others. It's in his nature. He's been working on it, but at his core he will always fight the duality of his very male need to fix perceived problems, his vigilante nature to right wrongs and the side of himself that wants to take care of others. Dick, like most people is a relatively messy, complex human.]
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[A soft smile.] I know. It probably shouldn't happen, to be quite frank.
And trust me, I know - you're not paying me shit! You get all this for free. If I'd known you were rich when I met you we wouldn't be talking about this at all, I'd be keeping you so happy.
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Yeah, I get it. We started out on how a relationship with you is pretty impossible. I don't plan on doing anything to forward any sort of feelings on that level, trust me. I don't care to feel more than I have to.
[a snicker] You're sick. Relax on keeping me happy, and just focus on getting better. That will make me happy enough and I take you out. If you ever asked me for something specifically, I think you know you would have gotten it.
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That's so dysfunctional sounding. I really think you should be in therapy, Dick. I'm saying that as a friend.
Bullshit, you would not have taken me shopping.
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I meant getting falling for you if it's not going to go anywhere, and I'm going to get hurt. Most people have natural preservation instincts. I'm being honest about mine.
I would too. I don't know why you think I wouldn't have?
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And I'm saying: go to therapy, Dick.
Because you don't seem that indulgent! You're gonna let me try on five hundred things and then just hand over your credit card?
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