[It wasn't that Dick wanted Iggy to think that he wasn't sweet, but the way he said it had made it sound degrading-- like Dick couldn't understand the things that Iggy had done sexually, or liked sexually because he was so damn innocent.

That wasn't the case. Dick was this man full of dichotomies. He was the Janus coin. Two sides in one person. He was far more stable than he'd been in the past. He was far better as Nightwing than anyone else, but it still remained that he had darker interests at times.

They were his curiosities, but so was more innocent things like wax and giving Iggy a blowjob under a table somewhere. He wasn't totally dark all the time. He was merely... Dick Grayson. It made him sigh a little.

Resting his chin on Iggy's shoulder, he kissed it softly.]

I am sweet, but I'm not innocent and I guess I felt like the tone used made me seem too simple and innocent to hear the things you'd done, like I'd be shocked or not want or enjoy them. I have two sides to me. I'm not as bad as I was by any means, and I like that you think I'm sweet. I do. I want to be sweet to you. You deserve it. I also want to be a little dirty sometimes.

[He scraped his teeth lightly, playfully over Iggy's shoulder and then kissed it simply. softly, still cradling him in his arms.]