Roy couldn't remember the last time he was this angry. He pushed into Dick's apartment, already shrugging off the holsters. The door slammed behind him and he kicked his boots off, storming into the bedroom to put the guns away. The feel of metal in his hands was satisfying, but he really just wanted to make Jason bleed ( Read more... )

Dick laid back, their mouths parting, and looked up, stretching out at the feeling of Roy's hands drifting over his torso, his fingers trailing over every rise of muscle and ragged scar. He smiled and pulled his shirt all the way off in one smooth movement, bunching the hem in his hands before dragging it up, off of his shoulders, and then over his ( Read more... )

"Don't let that stop you," she straddled his thighs and followed him down onto the couch, settling on top of him before leaning in to nip at his lower lip."Never have before," he said with a snort. Both hands dragged up the backs of her thighs until he got to the lace of her underwear. She had an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. Roy tipped ( Read more... )

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