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"Iggy, I train all the time. It's what I spend the majority of my time doing. I have an entire training room. I spent years training people how to fight. The word train has a lot of meaning. I spend hours a day working on my physical training so that I can fight better, and be in better physical shape. I will never, ever be a dog." Dick rolls his eyes and takes a deep breath. "When I work hard at something, I consider it training. It's not bad to have different words for things. You say things differently than I would."

All this is starting to confuse Dick. He thought he had a boyfriend, and he's done enough relationships, even the bad ones to know that there are some things that should be natural and this doesn't feel like it. Dick didn't mean to act like a douche. Maybe he was. Running his hands through his hair he thinks back.

Maybe he's unsure because he's never dated anyone and not been exclusive, or dated anyone who does sex work, and Dick honestly doesn't know how to navigate any of it. It's not anything they've talked about.

"Iggy, this is important though.." Dick finally manages as they get up. He takes the other man's hand and brings it to his lips gently. "I'm sorry that I accosted you like that. I know better now. I don't know what you want from me either. I think maybe we both put pressure on one another with this, and got things confused? I don't know. All I know is that I really like you, and I don't want to be without you." He moved along over to another random animal enclosure, making sure he skipped the monkey one before it.

"It's not about getting... my balls drained. Geez. See, I would never think of sex between us like that, ever." Dick looks down at his feet, feeling terrible that he brought it up and that Iggy would think of it like that. It makes it sound like a chore.