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Hey there, i'm Nightwing. But you probably already know that, being Bludhaven's guardian and all that jazz. I wonder where all my babybirds are hiding these days

(Independent Nightwing rp. Will rp with anyone~ )

Grayson!

thatassassinkid:

dickybirdgrayson:

Dick’s first instinct was to draw back- to freak the fuck out and spit the taste of soap from his lips, but for some reason he just didn’t. Instead, while his brain was fritzing, his arms seemed to know exactly what to do when they twined around the teen’s waist and supported him silently while he tilted his head down and kissed the other back. His eyes slid shut against the spray of water and he moaned softly into the kiss,  muscle memory reminding him of how good it felt to hold someone like this. 

Damian moaned back, deepening it and pulling him ever closer until bare hips collided. The sounds grew more insistent as he pressed into it. Dick wasn’t pulling back. Dick wanted him. A thought that sent his emotions ablaze. He only broke it to breathe and then kissed Dick a few times in quick succession, and nipped his bottom lip. 

The kiss lasted for a few more moments, before the need to breathe became too insistent to ignore. Dick pulled back, lips still brushing the other’s as he blinked his deep blue eyes open. Without conscious thought, his mouth quirked up into an excited grin, and he stole one more kiss before pulling back entirely. 

Grayson!

thatassassinkid:

dickybirdgrayson:

thatassassinkid:

dickybirdgrayson:

thatassassinkid:

Damian stopped and looked at him. “Did you just tell me that my shower enjoying sounds make me sound like a porno? And that you’ve only watched a porno once?” He raised an eyebrow and then pulled a little closer, making another low moan and pressed his lips to Dick’s neck. “And now?”

“Yes, you sound like a porno-” He froze, however, when Damian’s lips found his neck, and he swallowed as a reflex, head tilting up instinctively. 

“O-okay, yeah. Moreso now, actually.”

“Ohhhh Graysonn, ohhhhhhh, y-yesssss, right hereeee.” He drawled, with little gasps littered in his speech and the occasional low groan of pleasure, before his lips began nipping the elder’s neck.

“Stop it!” Dick laughed, grabbing the bottle of shampoo and emptying most of its contents right onto Damian’s head. “Stop reenacting shower porn in my shower!”

“Never!” Damian grinned through the soap suds, and lathered up his hair. In a perfect arch of his back, and a low whine of longing, his head fell straight under spray, rinsing it all clean. As he finished and opened his eyes with a soft breath, he hands wrapped around the back of Dick’s neck and drew him into a kiss.

Dick’s first instinct was to draw back- to freak the fuck out and spit the taste of soap from his lips, but for some reason he just didn’t. Instead, while his brain was fritzing, his arms seemed to know exactly what to do when they twined around the teen’s waist and supported him silently while he tilted his head down and kissed the other back. His eyes slid shut against the spray of water and he moaned softly into the kiss,  muscle memory reminding him of how good it felt to hold someone like this. 

Grayson!

thatassassinkid:

dickybirdgrayson:

thatassassinkid:

Damian stopped and looked at him. “Did you just tell me that my shower enjoying sounds make me sound like a porno? And that you’ve only watched a porno once?” He raised an eyebrow and then pulled a little closer, making another low moan and pressed his lips to Dick’s neck. “And now?”

“Yes, you sound like a porno-” He froze, however, when Damian’s lips found his neck, and he swallowed as a reflex, head tilting up instinctively. 

“O-okay, yeah. Moreso now, actually.”

“Ohhhh Graysonn, ohhhhhhh, y-yesssss, right hereeee.” He drawled, with little gasps littered in his speech and the occasional low groan of pleasure, before his lips began nipping the elder’s neck.

"Stop it!" Dick laughed, grabbing the bottle of shampoo and emptying most of its contents right onto Damian’s head. "Stop reenacting shower porn in my shower!"

Grayson!

thatassassinkid:

Damian stopped and looked at him. “Did you just tell me that my shower enjoying sounds make me sound like a porno? And that you’ve only watched a porno once?” He raised an eyebrow and then pulled a little closer, making another low moan and pressed his lips to Dick’s neck. “And now?”

"Yes, you sound like a porno-" He froze, however, when Damian’s lips found his neck, and he swallowed as a reflex, head tilting up instinctively. 

"O-okay, yeah. Moreso now, actually."

Grayson!

thatassassinkid:

dickybirdgrayson:

thatassassinkid:

“Come in… If I faint I’d rather not hit the ground, thank you. Can you come help me up?” His voice had lost the snark and it was just a young, almost desperate sound. He knew Dick was trying to give him privacy, but nothing about this was private. It was all just embarrassing and a sign of weakness, which he very much disliked.

“Yeah, hang on.” He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto Damian’s pile of clothes, opting to keep his boxers on. Then, he wrapped his arm around Damian’s bare torso, being careful of the cuts and bruises, and slowly lifted the other to his feet. The shower was already steaming up the bathroom, leaving the air hot and heavy, and he could feel his hair sticking to the nape of his neck.

Damian held on, all right. He enjoyed the warm feel and as soon as he was in the shower, he let out a long, low moan of pleasure. Grime, dirt and blood washing away and his limbs loosened. 

“Yessss…”

Dick couldn’t help the heat that rose to his cheeks at the sounds that fell from Damian’s lips, so he tilted his head up into the scalding water and sighed internally as the scalding temperature burned across his reddened cheeks. 

"You know," He said, filling his mouth up with water and spitting it out. "You sound like that porno i watched that one time."

Crossdressing
Anonymous

But of course~

Spanking
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Grayson!

thatassassinkid:

“Come in… If I faint I’d rather not hit the ground, thank you. Can you come help me up?” His voice had lost the snark and it was just a young, almost desperate sound. He knew Dick was trying to give him privacy, but nothing about this was private. It was all just embarrassing and a sign of weakness, which he very much disliked.

"Yeah, hang on." He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it onto Damian’s pile of clothes, opting to keep his boxers on. Then, he wrapped his arm around Damian’s bare torso, being careful of the cuts and bruises, and slowly lifted the other to his feet. The shower was already steaming up the bathroom, leaving the air hot and heavy, and he could feel his hair sticking to the nape of his neck.

Grayson!

thatassassinkid:

dickybirdgrayson:

thatassassinkid:

dickybirdgrayson:

thatassassinkid:

“If it’s not my fault then don’t complain!” Damian muttered, “My body is entirely muscle, thank you. I never eat anything that I don’t burn off, or more.”

“Yeah yeah, come on ‘fatty’.” Dick murmured, supporting the teen as he lead him towards the bathroom. He flipped the bathroom switch on with his elbow, lighting up the small room, and knocking the lid of the toilet down with his knee to give Damian a sitting place for the time being. 

Damian sunk onto the lid, giving him a look.

“Ever call me that again and I’ll leave you with a scar.” He said crossly. It wasn’t meant, Damian never usually did mean them. But he had to say SOMETHING and things like that just usually fell from his lips.

“Sheath your claws, kitten.” Dick chided, turning away and turning on the shower. “How hot do you like your showers? I have two temperatures here- Antarctica and Mordor. Take your pick.”

“Mordor!” Damian was wriggling out of his clothes, “I love hot showers. As if you were going to take a layer of skin off, hot. So Mordor is perfect.” 

Dick kept his eyes on the shower, holding his hand out beneath the steaming spray of water to give Damian some semblance of privacy. Once he was sure the teen had shed his clothes, he cast a glance over his shoulder. 

"You need me to come in or just stand by in case?"

Bang already
Bang already
Grayson!

thatassassinkid:

dickybirdgrayson:

thatassassinkid:

“If it’s not my fault then don’t complain!” Damian muttered, “My body is entirely muscle, thank you. I never eat anything that I don’t burn off, or more.”

“Yeah yeah, come on ‘fatty’.” Dick murmured, supporting the teen as he lead him towards the bathroom. He flipped the bathroom switch on with his elbow, lighting up the small room, and knocking the lid of the toilet down with his knee to give Damian a sitting place for the time being. 

Damian sunk onto the lid, giving him a look.

“Ever call me that again and I’ll leave you with a scar.” He said crossly. It wasn’t meant, Damian never usually did mean them. But he had to say SOMETHING and things like that just usually fell from his lips.

"Sheath your claws, kitten." Dick chided, turning away and turning on the shower. "How hot do you like your showers? I have two temperatures here- Antarctica and Mordor. Take your pick."

Grayson!

thatassassinkid:

“If it’s not my fault then don’t complain!” Damian muttered, “My body is entirely muscle, thank you. I never eat anything that I don’t burn off, or more.”

"Yeah yeah, come on ‘fatty’." Dick murmured, supporting the teen as he lead him towards the bathroom. He flipped the bathroom switch on with his elbow, lighting up the small room, and knocking the lid of the toilet down with his knee to give Damian a sitting place for the time being. 

Bang already