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The curtains came to a close in front of the dancers and their ghastly romantic tutus. Dick was snapped out of her breathless awe when the audience around her began to clap. She joined in on the clapping.
"Baby are you crying?" Wally leaned in to ask her quietly. Dick turned to her and saw a soft look on her face. Wally's hand found her cheek and swiped a tear she hadn't noticed off.
"She's come so far." Dick admits, biting at her lip to keep the rest of the tears at bay. Wally coos at her. Her hand is warm against Dick's cheek. She turns away and blinks a little embarrassed.
"It's okay. It was a beautiful performance." Wally reassures. She then motions over at Dick's other side. Dick turns to find Bruce trying to slyly swipe at his misty eyes.
Dick smiles. Softie.
"You alright there B?" Dick asks innocently. She receives a blank look in return for her concern.
"I have no idea what you're referring to." Bruce replies neutrally. But Dick can see that his face has that quiet pride he gets when he thinks none of them are looking.
Dick hums and pats at his shoulder. "Tell yourself whatever will make you feel better." Bruce only gives her a playful glare to which Dick grins innocently. Bruce huffs an amused thing.
Her attention shifts to Damian to Bruce's right who is sporting a little smile. Anyone else might miss it but Dick knows the kid well enough to find the smallest upturn on his lips. He senses Dick's eyes and looks over to her and gives her a small nod when he finishes clapping. Dick smiles and returns the nod.
The crowd is slowly rising around them, a low murmur of people talking amongst each other. She picks up Wally's suit jacket from where she had placed it over Dick's legs and hands it back to her.
"Thank you, love." Dick says.
She stands up. Wally follows quickly and stands right in front of Dick. Dick smiles gratefully at her and smoothes the ends of her dress down. She had let Donna talk her into wearing a dress shorter than she usually goes for, citing something about, 'working what the gods gave you.' Dick wasn't going to wear it when she saw herself in the mirror and how much of her legs were actually on display, but then Wally walked into the room. Her face immediately reddened, rivaling that of her hair, and Dick was sold.
It didn't mean that the prickle of discomfort went away entirely. She liked dressing in ways that made her feel and look good. She liked her girlfriend's reactions too. When her face would flush, when she would flirt extra hard and extra cheesy, when her hands would fidget and play with Dick's hair. But then the bubble would burst. Dick had caught the eyes of a couple of people, including the man who was sitting next to Wally. Her girlfriend had noticed too, whether it was the man's eyes or her discomfort she didn't know, throwing her suit jacket over her legs casually. Wally gave her a small smile and a wink when Dick caught her eyes.
They walk out to where they were going to wait for Cass before heading to the manor. The lobby walls were adorned with antique lamps that create a soft ambiance. The hardwood floors were interrupted with a red rug running down the corridors. The few paintings adorning the wall were impressionist depictions of ballerinas in different poses. She watches Damian eyeing a few of them near her. She wonders what it is he sees, the strokes the artist so painstakingly made? Or is it the passion on the dancers' faces?
They're meandering around the lobby, Wally keeping a hand to the small of Dick's back the entire time. The warmth seeps into Dick's very core. If only that hand would trail beneath her dress and—
Dick's breath caught in mortification sending her into a coughing fit.
"Woah, you okay?" Wally asks immediately.
All of her family's eyes went toward them, even some strangers standing close to them stared. Dick's face warms immediately, her lips contort into a tight smile.
She clears her throat, "Of course." She smiled placatingly. Tim and Damian eyed her and then their surroundings suspiciously. They relaxed a little when she gave them a 'stand down' motion. Hoping to portray that there was no gas leak or venom seeping through the vents. By some luck, they let it go and walk to Duke who was standing a little ways away. She whispers into Wally's ear, "I'm going to the bathroom real quick. I'll be back."
Wally held her waist, searching Dick's face. "Do you want me to go with you?" She asked, her voice full of concern.
Dick fought the shame. Here she was worrying Wally just because she couldn't keep her mind out of the gutter. She grabs Wally's hands around her waist and squeezes them lightly.
Dick shakes her head, "No, I'll be okay." She gives Wally a quick peck leaving a little of her lip gloss on her freckled cheek. "Thanks though."
Wally smiled, "Of course, baby."
As she walked away, Dick turned back to see Wally watching her out of the corner of her eye. She's surrounded by Babs and Steph now. She tosses her a reassuring smile before making her way down the hall and into the bathroom.
She slumps against the counter and sighs. Her fists clench over the cold marble which do help calm the heat from both the arousal and the embarrassment. Opening the tap, she debates on dipping her whole head in but settles for her hands. Steph might kill her if she ruins the makeup she begged her to let her do. The cold water does its job, but it has Dick cringing from its temperature. She keeps her hands there anyway. She was in public and around her family, she shouldn't be getting these thoughts.
After the hurt fades and the numbness takes over, Dick closes the tab. She glances up towards the mirror and shakes her head. Steph went a little crazy and put some gems on her brow bones meeting the corner of her eyes creating a little wing. She smiles a little and dries her hands. She takes a deep breath, ready to go back out there.
"Hey."
Dick stops right outside of the bathroom. Barbara sits there with a raised eyebrow. Her red hair in a half updo and the rest laying on her shoulder over her lilac dress.
"Hey." Dick answers with a small smile.
"Just came to check up on you. You were taking a bit and I'm pretty sure your girlfriend was going to start vibrating out of her shoes to come here herself." Barbara said, scanning her face for some sort of answer.
"Well, as you can see I'm not dead, beaten, or missing." Barbara snorted. They began making their way back to the rest. "Just needed a little breather."
"Actually a miracle considering it's you we're talking about." Barbara stops, Dick follows suit. "But you are okay, right?" She asks softly.
"Yeah Babs, I'm okay." She really was but she guessed that her track record was less than stellar so she only felt mildly irritated by Barbara's disbelieving expression. "Would it help if I said I had explosive diarrhea?" Dick joked, a grin taking over her face.
"Ugh," Barbara laughed. "Okay. Whatever. I was actually trying to be nice you asshole."
Dick stuck her tongue out at her. Barbara rolled her eyes. They both giggled.
"Oh, good! You're back. I'm starving!" Duke calls out to them.
"Sorry," Dick gives him an apologetic smile. He just gives her a thumbs up. She reaches for Cass and pulls her into a hug. "Hey miss ballerina, you did great." Dick murmurs into her hair which is still done up for her performance and smelling like hairspray.
"Thanks." Cass smiles happily. She returns the hug before patting her to let go. Let's go, I'm starving too, she signs. They share a private smile and Dick just nods. Steph is already taking Cass' hand and her duffel bag in the other. When Cass tries to argue, Steph wags her finger.
"Nope. I get to spoil you today. Don't want my favorite ballerina to break a hand." Steph says, throwing the bag over her shoulder.
Nobody seems to argue or remind Steph that Cass was strong enough to very easily break anyone's hand in a matter of seconds. Dick smiles at their antics, more when she feels Wally's arm over her shoulders. She reaches up to grab at the jacket that Wally has thrown over her bare arms.
"Ready to go, honey?" Wally asks. They're already following the rest of her family out the lobby doors.
"You starving too?" Dick teases. Leaning her head against Wally's arm.
"For Alfred's food? Always." Wally grins.
Dick snorts. The night is still carrying a chill despite being early April. She cuddles closer to Wally's warmth. Wally always teases her about her Robin costume, still baffled on how she used to stand Gotham winters in it. Dick would just shrug everytime and chalk it up to being young. The hypocrite never complained when Dick cuddled up to her using her as a personal heater, even back when they were snarky kids.
"Any idea what's on the menu?" Wally asks. Dick doesn't know if it's the pressure or heat radiating off Wally's arm on her nape making Dick feel a little sleepy.
"Dunno," she yawns. "Little bird told me it's a little bit of everything. Curry, pancakes, stir fry, and ravioli."
"Oh, you weren't lying. That's the strangest spread I can think of." Wally muses. Coming from Wally and her culinary adventures, that was high praise.
"It was the closest thing to a compromise the kids could come to. Alfred was fed up with the whole thing so we got this strange buffet." Dick took the car keys from Wally's pocket opening her car with a beep.
"Hey, I'm not complaining. Anything Alfred makes is good."
Dick was about to round the car when she's spun around and pulled into Wally. She tilts her chin with a finger and gives Dick a little smirk.
"Would you have pity and give your girlfriend a kiss, my sweet lady?" Wally asks softly. "You see, I'm feeling so cold and a kiss from a young maiden would warm my frozen, dead heart."
Dick giggles. "Of course, my brave knight. Though I'm hardly a maiden." She says looking up at Wally through her lashes knowing that it always riled Wally up.
Wally doesn't answer and just takes her mouth into a sweet kiss. Dick hums, not knowing if the spark was from Wally's powers or just her own imagination. Her breath hitches. Her heart pumping a little like she is doing her aerial routine.
Wally's other hand trails down her waist to rest on her hip. She squeezes, making Dick moan softly. Her hands find the ends of Wally's hair to tug gently making her groan. She nibbles at her lip to get another one out of her. Wally groans pulling her impossibly closer. Dick feels like her blood is lava. The thoughts still hadn't caught up to her so she grabs onto Wally tighter.
A throat clearing gets them to jump back from each other.
"Um, I was going to ask if I could ride with you but you look busy." Tim scratches the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Nope, not busy at all. Right babe?" Wally says, her face still flushed.
"Of course, Timmy." She replies. This would be the perfect time for another great quake Gotham, thanks. She doesn't bother to point out that Cass is likely riding back to the manor with Steph so there was more than enough room to carpool with them.
"I can go in the back if you two want to catch up." Wally suggests already opening the back door.
"No, it's fine." Tim slides into the back. He's past the point of trying to be overprotective. He was actually more relaxed than Dick thought he would be when she finally told her family about dating Wally. Damian on the other hand…well it was a rough transition.
Wally looks up to Dick but she just shrugs. She has an idea of why Tim is here but says nothing.
A few minutes on the road, Dick stops at a red and looks at her rear view mirror.
"Yup, thought so." She whispers. She points at the backseat when Wally looks towards her.
Tim is sitting straight but his head was flopped and balancing on his seatbelt. He's tucked into the blanket Dick keeps in his car for this exact reason. It's a comical sight considering he's still wearing his tux and buried under a too-short light blue throw blanket.
Wally smiles. "Guess RR needed some R and R."
Dick grins, "Oh that was good."
"Yeah?" Wally whispers back.
"Yeah, might be some of your best work baby." She takes Wally's hand in hers.
"Thank you," Wally drops a kiss to the back of her hand. "Baby, huh?"
Dick's face flushes. She usually goes for 'love' and 'honey.' Wally was usually more creative and generous with her petnames.
"Yeah, thought I'd try it. Is it okay?" Dick asks, a little shyly.
"Of course, baby."
They smile at each other. Wally's eyes sparkle a little. Dick feels like she fell in love all over again, because it is that simple with Wally.
"Todd, pass the brussels sprouts. Please." Damian said, tacking on the please as an after thought.
Jason grunts but passes the plate anyway. Alfred and Jason had stayed to get their dinner in order. Cass and Alfred agreed to have Alfred come in for the closing night in exchange for a family meal today.
They were thrown into the chaos of Dick's family as soon as they entered the manor. Steph and Duke arguing about what song from an obscure artist was the best to show people who didn't know them, Alfred and Jason doing last minute touches on the plates, Barbara having to reel Bruce in to not take on any crime in the next two hours. Tim was groggily staring at everything from beside her. Dick had opted to wake him up instead of carrying him in like she used to when he was still a fledgling. She figured he wouldn't appreciate it as much as Dick would.
Worst or maybe best of all—Dick still couldn't decide—was that Wally kept some sort of physical contact with Dick. Brushing arms, knees pressed against each other, holding hands, an arm slung around her, you name it and Wally had done it. Dick didn't mind it, she loved it in fact, but today when she was already so wound up, it was hellish.
She was doing a lot better recently, truly she was, but it seemed today was an exception. Because every time her imagination supplied an image of what Wally could be doing to her right now, the few bites of food rebelled in her stomach. It was a torment to want something so badly, but her mind screamed in something akin to fear.
A nudge on her arm snapped her out of her thoughts. She turns to see Damian staring intently at her.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" Dick smiled.
"I was not saying anything. Are you feeling alright?" Damian asked, eyes scanning her face as if he could find the answer there. He probably could, he was a bat after all.
"Yeah. Yes. Sorry, I just got a little distracted." Dick explained.
She was thankful that the dining room was so noisy. Everyone was having their own conversations, some louder and more opinionated than others. Wally's attention was currently on Duke, they had been talking about something for the past few minutes.
"You have hardly touched your food." Damian pointed out. "Would you prefer pancakes instead of the curry?" He was already moving to get the pancakes closer to Dick.
"No, I'm alright. Thank you, Dames. Just not too hungry today." Dick chuckled.
Damian stares at her quizzically but sits back down. A little furrow in his brow still. Dick smiles and pokes at it.
"Your face will stay like that y'know?" Dick teases.
Damian swats at her hand.
"Tt, I could say the same for your obnoxious grin."
Dick chuckles, "Touché baby bat." She almost drops her hand onto him before thinking better of it. She doesn't want to stain him with whatever is plaguing her today. "How is your painting coming along?" Dick asks instead.
"It's going well. Trying out the new paints proved to be helpful. Thank you for the gift." Damian smiles a bit shyly.
"I'm just glad you're liking them." Dick smiles back.
They continue to talk, mostly about Damian's art and his volunteering before he's roped into breaking a tie between Stephanie and Tim about a movie they had recently seen. Wally is still happily talking, now with Jason, and moving her hands this way and that. When she reaches to sling an arm around Dick's shoulders again, she brushes against a sensitive spot on Dick's nape.
Dick's body stiffens against her will.
Wally does too. She pulls off her arm and continues to talk like nothing happened. But Dick knows better. An intense wave of guilt and shame has her putting her spoon back down. Her stomach turns. Wally was probably blaming herself, thinking she did something wrong. Pushed a boundary or maybe even triggered Dick. But it wasn't her, it was Dick. She ruined the night. All night, she just couldn't control and stop the thoughts. It was her own fault for wearing this dress and—
A knock on her ankle makes her look up. Cass meets her eye. She doesn't know what she sees, she hates whatever it is she can read on her tight jaw and rigid shoulders. She hopes Cass can't see the truth. She wouldn't be able to look at her the same.
Are you alright? She signs from across the table. Dick nods.
Stomach giving me trouble tonight. Dick signs back. It's not a complete lie anymore.
Cass scrutinizes her. But just then Barbara rolls back from wherever she went. Knowing her, probably taking an Oracle call in the hall.
"Well, seeing as everyone is back I believe it is time for dessert." Alfred calls. The shush that immediately took the room when he started speaking erupts into cheers.
Alfred plates and passes everyone a serving of chocolate cake. Dick smiles and thanks Alfred. She won't be able to stomach much but this was always a way to brighten her mood when she was younger. Dick feels a burning in her eyes at how much she misses the days where chocolate cake would be the solution to whatever affliction Dick was facing. She blinks away the tears that threaten to come up and takes a forkful of the rich cake.
It's just as she remembers it. That thought sends a bittersweet pang through her. She takes another forkful before scooting the plate to Wally. She was eating excitedly, slowing down for the sake of decorum under Alfred's watchful eye. She frowns when she sees the plate. The exact opposite reaction she should be having to the slice.
"You're not going to eat it, Dick?"
Hearing her name and not 'honey,' 'baby,' or even 'Rob' made Dick's stomach churn again.
"You enjoy it for the both of us." Dick smiled, though it didn't feel right on her face.
Wally's frown stays but she just nods. She's kind like that, never pushing Dick for more, always meeting her halfway.
"Do you want to head home?" Wally asks gently, so gently that some part of Dick wants to cry.
Dick nods, not trusting her voice very much. That suffocating feeling she gets at the manor, full of history and full of eyes, has crept up on her. She was trying so hard to have a good night, to show up for the kids and have fun, but she's ruined it. And now she doesn't know how to salvage it. Dick feels too bare and she knows it's not the dress this time.
Wally grabs her hand tentatively under the table. Dick doesn't deserve it and yet she grabs on tightly. She's grateful that Wally finishes the slices of cake before they depart for the night. It's good that at least one of them was able to enjoy the food.
She hugs everyone goodnight. Ruffling hair here and high-fiving there until she's gotten through everyone. Cass hugs her for a little extra. She feels like she's just infected everyone. But she knows if she didn't touch them, they'd know. They'd see right through her and Dick was so tired of things happening against her will. Of secrets being found out when she wanted to bury them with her.
"Here you are my dear girl." Dick looks at the bag Alfred hands to her. "You can enjoy it tomorrow when you feel better."
Dick nods, giving Alfred a wobbly smile. "Thanks Alfred."
He nods. Dick turns away from the manor doors and joins Wally on the bottom step. They both settle into the car in silence before Dick drives away. Alfred closes the doors when they round the gates, cutting off the warm light emanating from within the house. Dick sighs shakily.
They make it into their apartment. Haley greeting them excitedly as soon as they enter. Wally breaks the silence by talking to Haley, carrying the bag over to the counter. Dick pets and scratches her neck absentmindedly where she leans her head against her.
She stands at the entry to their apartment at a loss for what to do. She feels stuck. She doesn't know what she should do. Going to the bathroom to take off her makeup or taking off this wretched dress once and for all makes her feel exhausted just thinking about it.
"—by? Dick? Baby, you with me?" Wally says gently. She's standing right in front of Dick. But she hasn't reached out to touch her.
Why can't she touch me?
"Yeah," Dick says hoarsely. "I'm okay." She answers in a small voice.
"What happened tonight? You were having a great time before—I'm sorry I fucked it up." Wally says sincerely. She has a guilty look on her face. "It wasn't my intention at all. I shouldn't have been so touchy. I know that's still something you struggle with and I should have been more careful."
Dick stares at her. Wally who had gone out and bought a suit to dress up for Cass's performance. Wally who came around her family and never complained. Wally who was staring at her with the saddest look she's seen on her face in a long time. She put that there.
She ruined the night and now Wally was sad. She made Wally sad.
It was her fault.
Something ugly bubbles up within Dick. The tears finally spill over her cheeks.
"Oh Dick, I'm so sorry baby." Wally's hands reach but they don't touch Dick. They hover just a few inches from where Dick needs them.
Please just hold me. Touch me. Please. Dick wants to beg.
Nothing comes out of her mouth.
"I'll be better, okay? I'm so sorry."
Dick shakes her head vigorously. She can't get the words to leave her mouth. Her breathing becomes ragged. Why can't she speak?
Whywhywhywhy?
"Dick, you have to breathe." Wally panics. Almost reaching out but pulling back at the last second. Haley starts barking loudly. But Dick can't focus because she can't breathe. There's a shrill ringing in her ears.
She claws at her throat, pulling at the thin chain there.
Why can't she breathe?
Something cold makes her take a deep gasp. The buzzing in her ears subsides somewhat and she blinks at Wally. She's taking deep exaggerated breaths. Dick struggles to follow. Her chest hurts still but she can feel the air coming through her throat and filling her chest with every measured breath she takes.
Wally gives her a strained yet relieved smile. "Hey there." She says quietly. She removes the cold water bottle from Dick's cheek.
Dick tries to smile back at her. She doesn't think she should try out her voice, she's not ready for that yet. But she takes several breaths in. Haley is quiet now but she's pacing next to them.
Dick tries to crouch but collapses onto the floor. Haley crawls on her lap immediately, licking at her face. Dick sighs heavily, smoothing her hand down Haley's soft coat starting from her head down to her back, repeating the motion to have something to latch onto.
Wally sits right next to her on the floor. She clutches onto the water bottle tightly. She's quiet but Dick knows that it's because she's trying to find the right way to say something.
Dick winces where Haley's nails are digging a little harshly into her bare legs. She turns towards Wally and catches her attention by waving a hand.
Dick clears her throat, "It wasn't your fault. It was mine." Her words come stilted and her voice hoarse.
"Dick—" Wally starts but Dick cuts her off.
"Wally. It was my fault. I— I got in my head about things. It wasn't you." Dick reassures.
Wally's searching Dick's eyes. "What…What happened?"
Dick opens her mouth to explain but nothing comes out. She sighs in frustration. "I—You know—It was—"
Dick's frustration must be evident. Wally takes pity on her.
"Take your time, I'm not going anywhere." Wally reassures. She opens the water bottle with a snap and hands it to Dick. She drinks feeling the cold water run down her throat a little painfully.
"I don't know how to say this. I'm trying." Dick admits. She thumbs at the paper label, recognizing it as a brand they sell over in Central.
"I believe you." Wally says. And it's so nice to hear that. That she believes Dick is trying and not just shutting her out. Wally's hand is so achingly close to where Dick's is resting on the floor. She doesn't want to reach out, that would be incredibly selfish of her and she's taken enough tonight.
"Your touch. It felt good. Too good. But I felt so bad, Wally." Dick finally said. The closest thing to whatever the fuck she was feeling.
Wally's face pinched. "You felt bad?"
"It's not you." Dick shook her head. "It's not you." She said with more emphasis.
"Okay, okay." Wally soothes.
Dick chokes on a sob. After all this Wally was still trying to comfort her. She digs her palms into her eyes painfully, seeing all the green stars that were waiting for her.
"Wally, it's not you. I'm fucked up. I want you so bad it hurts. But I feel… I feel like if you touch me, you—something bad will happen."
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"I don't know how to want anymore." Dick admits quietly.
A tear slips from Wally's eye. "Dick, can I hug you?"
Dick should say no.
Say no.
Say no.
"Please." Dick says instead.
Wally wraps her arms around Dick. Gently. As if she was something valuable. Something that could break if it wasn't handled with care. She cradles the back of her head and guides her face onto her shoulder. Dick sighs heavily and slumps into Wally.
"See? Nothing bad happened. I won't hurt you." Wally says gently. "You can touch me. You're allowed to. You're allowed to like my touch too." Wally sways them. "I know this won't make everything better. But please don't torture yourself so much."
Dick, too tired to say anything, just nods. She doesn't bother to correct that Dick is scared Wally will get infected. She trusts that Wally will always wield her powers carefully, that she would never break Dick in such a fundamental way because that's just who she is. Her arms are still limp at her sides. Wally grabs Dick's hand and puts it to her cheek. It's warm. Dick relishes in the feeling, closing her eyes to feel it more vividly.
"I've told you to tell me when my touch is too much, shrug me off if you want, you know I won't mind. But please tell me when you want my touch too. I can't read your mind. Okay? Just know I love you."
Dick nods. "I love you, Wally." She returns quietly.
They stay in the silence that falls over them for a few moments. Haley laying by their legs. Wally moves her hand to her lips and kisses her palm.
"Okay, let's get out of these stuffy clothes." Wally says, taking Dick's weight and standing up. She adjusts her hold around Dick and walks into their bedroom. She sets her down on the edge of their bed. With a blur, she goes in and out of their bathroom. She comes back with soaked cotton rounds and gently swipes at the makeup.
Dick breathes in the soft scent of the makeup remover letting Wally move her face this way and that. She peels the little gemstones from around Dick's eyes carefully. It's a miracle they survived that shitshow. She pushes down the surge of embarrassment and lets Wally do it for her. She feels cared for. Loved. Maybe that was alright. Wally cups Dick's face, her thumbs caressing her cheekbones. That soft look is back on her face.
"All done, gorgeous." She smiles and bends to kiss the corner of Dick's mouth.
She pulls away, but Dick follows pressing a small peck to Wally's lips.
"Touch me?" Dick murmurs against Wally's mouth. Wally picks up on what she's asking for.
Wally takes a deep breath that fans over Dick's face, but doesn't move away. "You sure?" She asks quietly. Her eyes staring into Dick's.
Dick blinks hard. Her eyes snap Dick back to reality. She realizes she already ruined the mood earlier that night. Wally not only saw her cry but pulled her through a full blown panic attack. Dick's face goes hot. She was the only one up to doing anything. Feeling more than a little pathetic, Dick stamps down on that yawning pit in her core. There must be something wrong with Dick to still feel that pull despite the way the night went.
Dick pulls back. "I think I'll start patrol early. We can cuddle when I get back, if I don't get back too late." Dick gets up from her seat on the bed.
Wally's face falls but she schools her expression quickly. She watches Dick scrambling to get her gear out of the compartment in their closet. Dick reaches towards her back to unzip the dress when a warm hand grabs her wrist.
"Let me?" Wally asks quietly.
Dick hesitates but nods, dropping her hand when Wally lets go of it. The sound of the zipper is loud in the quiet of their bedroom. Dick crosses her arms holding the dress up. She feels a warm weight at the top of her back followed by the warm puff of breaths before Wally presses a kiss there. Shivers dance across Dick's spine. Wally keeps her forehead there.
"I want to." Wally starts. "Touch you." She finishes roughly. "Baby, you look so good in that dress. You were driving me crazy all night. But baby, you just had a panic attack. I think we should take a raincheck." Wally ends gently.
Dick closes her eyes, nodding stiffly. She sighs happily when Wally wraps her arms around her.
"You're right." Dick agrees, squeezing Wally's arms.
"What if I take you on a date? You and me in a fancy little restaurant where the prices are high but the food is worth it, or at least decent enough."
Dick chuckles.
Wally continues, "That'll set the mood and you'll wear this pretty little dress and complain about your heels, even though I know you've kicked ass in them before. But then I'll carry you home. We'll come home and I'll make you feel so good. Touch you as much as you want. How does that sound baby?" Wally noses at Dick's nape.
Dick gasps softly. "You have it all planned out, huh?" She receives a nibble for her snark. "I'd like that." Dick turns her head and kisses her mouth. Wally reciprocates, kissing her back softly. She's not aware of who deepens the kiss until they're pulling back for air.
"What if we cuddle? I can leave after you fall asleep, love." Dick settles for.
"Now we're talking." Wally says, her arms still holding her close.
"We need to change, Walls." Dick reminds her.
Wally groans, "Okay."
They go about their nightly routine, throwing on their pajamas and brushing their teeth. Wally accompanies Haley on her potty break, while Dick puts their leftovers away. She feels a gust of wind when she closes the fridge door.
"Wally!" Dick squeals as she's thrown over Wally's shoulder and then on the bed when she speeds them into their room. Dick bounces onto her back letting an oof out when Wally jumps on top of her. They're both laughing.
"My favorite spot." Wally sighs, squirming to get comfortable on top of Dick. It reminds her of Haley when she's getting ready to nap on Dick's legs. She nuzzles her head into Dick's chest right above her heart.
"Comfy?" Dick chuckles. Wally takes Dick's hand and puts it to her head to get their nightly ritual going. She smiles and starts running her hand through Wally's hair. She hums happily, sending vibrations through Dick's chest. She's always been jealous of how Wally didn't struggle with tangles.
"Mhm," Wally nods. She leans into the touch when Dick starts scratching at her scalp gently.
Dick lets the tension she's been carrying bleed out of her limbs. The warm weight from Wally makes her a little sleepy. She closes her eyes for a second.
"You know I wasn't rejecting you, right?" Wally asks her quietly.
Dick's fingers come to a sudden stop, opening her eyes to look down at red hair. She thought they were done talking for tonight. She starts the ministrations again.
"Baby?" Wally is about to lift her head to look at her but Dick presses down to keep her head on her chest.
She can't deal with anymore eyes tonight.
"I know, love." She does. Logically.
"I want both of us to have a good time. I wanted to. But I didn't think it was a good idea."
"It was the right call," Dick admits. "I probably would have tapped out halfway anyway." She says bitterly. Or worse, zoned out. She's scared Wally enough the first times it happened.
"And it's okay when you do." Wally says.
"Yeah, it's just—I wish that wasn't a problem. Sometimes I just want to cum without thinking I'm dying." Or back there. Dick explains, all the remaining energy in her body gone.
Wally winces. "Yeah."
They both go quiet, though Wally isn't sleeping. Dick knows because of her breathing. She bites the inside of her cheek.
"I enjoy whenever we have sex." She feels the need to explain, to make Wally understand. "And I'm better, really I am." She pauses, her hands going still over Wally's hair.
"Honey, you don't need to explain any more. You don't need to make me feel better." Wally cuts in.
"I'm—that's not—"
"Are you sure?" Wally asks.
Dick hesitates.
"If you're telling me this because you want to, then keep going. I'm sorry for interrupting. But baby, I know you and I'm not mad or upset at you." Wally says with feeling. She raises her head to look up at her. Dick has to look away from her eyes. Wally reaches up to tuck some hair that fell onto Dick's face behind her ear.
"I know. But I need you to understand." Dick emphasizes. She's still not looking at her. "I feel guilty for wanting to feel good. When you want me it's easier. But when it's me….I don't know why." Dick finishes quietly.
"Oh baby." Wally says with meaning. "Look at me." She hesitates but Dick does. Wally tries for a small smile. "We'll figure it out together. We'll go slow, remember?"
Dick nods. They have been going slow in that department and while she appreciates it, it's also frustrating. She wishes they didn't have to, that Dick was normal and wouldn't hold her girlfriend back so much. That she could accept touch without startling sometimes, could pull her girlfriend to the couch and climb on top of her, could have sex without mentally preparing herself the whole day. But that might have been in another, much kinder life. Not this one.
"Go to sleep love. You have an early day tomorrow." Dick finally breaks the quiet. Her hand finds Wally's hair again. Wally gives her a soft smile.
"Goodnight baby. Be safe out there." Wally kisses her wrist.
"Goodnight Wally."
Their date night doesn't happen until three weeks after Wally brought it up. They had both gotten busy with cape business. The Justice League had gotten called to the other side of the world where there were weird anomalies occuring that ended up being a magic user trying to open a portal to the underworld. Dick had in turn stepped up in Gotham, especially when there was another Arkham breakout that required all hands on deck. So business as usual for the both of them.
They chose today because it was Dick's final day of sick leave tomorrow. She'd gotten a pretty nasty stab that had her lose a concerning amount of blood. Alfred had gotten her to take it easy with a raised eyebrow and a clipped tone, and then Wally bullied her into it some more when she got home from her mission. Safe to say that Dick was getting stir crazy but she wouldn't deny that the extra sleep had helped. She also took it as an excuse to spend time with her family, mostly playing video games with Tim and watching movies in their in-home theater with everyone. It seems they had taken it as their personal mission to keep her there. Dick and Haley had went home when Wally finally came home from her "business trip."
The anticipation for the night had Dick deep cleaning the apartment while Wally was at work and then calling Donna after showering to keep her mind off things.
"I'm telling you it's nepotism! There's no other answer!" Donna exclaims from the other side of her phone. It's a video call so she can see her looking through manila folders. "The girl has no eye for fashion editorials!"
Dick has to put the eyeliner down to laugh. Donna puts her head in her hands, and runs a hand through her hair.
"I'm sure she'll get better with time, Don'." Dick says.
"Honey, I'm telling you now that is not happening. If she wasn't the CEO's daughter she wouldn't have gotten the position in the first place. There's an intern that has only been here for two weeks that is doing better than she is. Dick she's been here for two years!" Donna emphasizes.
Dick hums finishing her eyeliner. "Don't give up on her just yet. Maybe she just hasn't found her niche yet. Not everyone is a photography genius like you, sweetheart." Dick says softly. She sees Donna full body sigh.
"Oh honey. What would I do without you?" Donna smiles. "Enough about me. How are you feeling?"
Dick groans, "Don't ask me that." She hangs her head to not look at Donna or the mirror.
"That's exactly why we should talk about this." Donna says. She's dropped the folders completely now, all attention on Dick.
"Okay mom." Dick rolls her eyes.
"Nope, don't care. Still pressing." Donna crosses her arms.
"Has anyone told you, you should have been a journalist?" Dick opts for. She's rolling a tube of lipstick around on the bathroom counter.
Donna snorts. "Yes. Both Iris and Lois tried to recruit me when I was younger but I told them there's too many reporters in our community. Why's that a phenomenon anyway?" Donna jokes.
Dick lets out a surprised laugh. It helps settle the spike of nerves Donna's question had forced her to acknowledge. Donna's very own magic ability.
"I'm a nervous wreck and you know it Don'." Dick admits quietly. She looks to the phone and sees a sympathetic smile on Donna's face.
"Honesty looks good on you, my Robin." Donna says wistfully. "Show me your lipstick options." Donna prompts.
Dick holds up two bullets. She opens them and holds them up for Donna to see. Donna gets closer to the camera.
"Oh the red for sure. Though, Wally might ruin it before you even make it to the restaurant." Donna teases.
Dick flushes but swipes it on anyway. They're both quiet while Dick fills in her lips carefully.
"Look at you." Donna says gently. There's a smile on her lips but there's something deeper in her eyes. "Don't worry so much honey. For one, you look great so put the makeup away before you ruin it!" Dick laughs capping the lipstick and putting things back in their bag. "We've been knowing Wally our whole life, she'll say some stupid thing and then you'll feel less tense. As for the rest, it doesn't need to be perfect so stop thinking that way. Wally wouldn't force you, but you shouldn't either." Donna finishes gently.
Dick stills. She nods. Then, continues putting things in their proper place. The things that go in the drawer and the things she's taking on the go, her lipstick and some powder for a touch-up.
"I know." She finally says when she finds her voice. "But is it so much to ask for? I'm just so tired of it still hanging over me, Donna. It's in the past, so why can't I let it go?" Dick's voice cracks. She blinks rapidly.
"Oh Dick, if only it were that easy. I wish you didn't have to carry this because it isn't fair. I hope you know that." She says with feeling. "Our past will keep hanging over us but it doesn't mean it'll suffocate us forever. You've come so far since then. It's so, so unfair that you've had to put in the work to heal but you're doing great honey." Donna says tearfully.
Dick bites at her tongue harshly. She nods and blinks more tears away. "You always know what to say, don't you Donna?" Dick tries to joke.
"I try," Donna chuckles wetly, swiping under her eye. "I had a great mentor." She smiles at Dick.
"Thanks Don'." Dick says hopefully conveying just how much Donna Troy means to her. How grateful she is for everything.
"Anything for you, Girl Wonder."
Wally comes home just as she's finished zipping up her dress. She goes to the living room after a deep breath. Squeezing her hands once, twice, before leaving them lax. Her excitement rules out the nerves so she steps toward the door.
"Hi baby," Wally turns to her after closing the door, "wow." Her mouth hangs open.
Dick flushes and rolls her eyes but there's a big smile on her face. "Hello to you too." She gives her a little spin for fun.
Wally has an awestruck expression where she is leaning against the door. Her eyes are a little glazed and there's a soft red dusting her cheeks now. Dick steps closer and puts a hand on Wally's cheek. Up close she smells a mix of motor oil, salt, ozone, and the lightest scent of her shampoo.
"I'm all sweaty, honey." Wally groans, putting her hand over Dick's. She doesn't move any further just staring at Dick.
"'s okay." Dick closes the distance and pecks her lips. "I missed you."
"Missed you too." Wally murmurs in between their kissing. They're chaste and slow. Wally pulls away. "How are you feeling?" She asks, tapping her side close to where she had the stitches.
"I'm all better love. Ready to go back to business." She says backing up from the front door so Wally could come in.
"That's good to hear. I hope that's the truth." She says, glancing back at Dick from where she's unpacking her lunch bag.
Dick rolls her eyes, "Love to hear you have faith in me." She crosses her arms watching Wally.
"I do. But I know you." Wally says matter-of-factly.
Dick scoffs but doesn't argue. Wally looks around the kitchen and then towards the living room.
"Where's Haley?" She asks, beginning to wash her dishes.
"Napping in our room. I took her on a longer walk to wear her out. Don't want her chewing on the table while we're out." Dick explains trying to shove Wally out of the way, but she's holding her ground.
"It's okay. I got these. They'll be done in a flash." She winks at Dick.
"Come on. Go get ready. Besides you just got off work." Dick pokes her back where she's especially ticklish.
"Done." Wally says as soon as she's done talking.
"Oh. Okay." Dick has gotten used to her speedster but sometimes she still surprises her. "I'll wait out here for you. Our reservation is in an hour." She reminds her.
Wally pecks her cheek and then goes off towards their bathroom. Dick sits, turning on a documentary about something. She's watching the visuals of a forest but she's not really listening. She's wringing her hands in her lap before she gets up and starts pacing.
She feels too warm in their apartment so she steps out to the balcony. There's a small patch of fake grass where Haley goes potty when they don't have the time to take her downstairs. Two foldable chairs folded and leaning againt the wall. They use them mostly to watch the sunrise when Dick can't sleep. She decides against jumping up to the roof and leans against the railing watching a few people go about their evening.
The sun is sitting low on the Blüdhaven sky. The days are getting a little longer and the bite in the air is less and less. That's being generous considering the city is always on the cooler side. She sees a few teenagers running across the street to another kid waving them over. Smiling, she thinks of her friends when they were younger. It seems like a lifetime ago.
She lets a deep breath out trying to calm the nerves in her stomach. Talking to Donna always helped, she was always so wise, even if she didn't always recognize it herself. Donna always said they were equals, the Wonder Twins, but Dick didn't think so. In fact, she's always looked up to Donna, a star brighter than any other. A natural born leader and quite literally the Wonder Girl.
Donna is right, as always, it's only Wally. Not to make her girlfriend any less, but Wally was—is—her best friend. She shouldn't be so scared. She's always felt so at ease around Wally, something she could never quite explain, which was why she didn't realize she had been crushing on her. It's only Wally. Wild, bright red hair that's so soft despite how spiky it looks. Kind green eyes that always hold a little bit of mischief paired with the cutest freckled smile. Wally whose laugh would make Dick smile every time and would tell her the corniest jokes that Dick has ever heard. Wally who holds her in her too-warm and strong arms and kisses her like she's worth something.
Dick feels more steady now. The feeling in her gut more anticipation than fear. Something about looking out to her city always grounded her. She hears their screen door opening. Dick turns to find Wally in a silky cream button-up. The first few buttons aren't done up so she can see her collarbones and how the small necklace Dick gifted her is cradled there. She's wearing some black pants that hug her hips but fall loose around her calves. Dick blinks rapidly, she knows she's staring but she can't help it.
"Ready to go, baby?" Wally asks, taking pity and not teasing Dick for ogling her.
"Yeah." She says a little breathlessly.
Wally chuckles, "Glad you liked it. Couldn't let you be the only one who put in the effort. That wouldn't be right." Wally explains and steps slowly up to Dick. Her shampoo and the fresh smell of her perfume waft over making Dick's mouth water a little.
"You look like a hundred bucks Walls." Dick teases lightly.
Wally gives her a crooked smile. It's only then she notices the light gloss on her lips. It had been something Wally had picked out when they went shopping awhile back. It was the same trip where Dick had convinced Wally to buy a cologne. Something that Dick still pats herself on the back for whenever she smells it on her.
"Oh. How did you like the scent?" Dick asks staring at her lips.
"It's sweet. Wanna try it?" Wally has gotten even closer so Dick can feel her warmth radiating. Her minty breath is fanning over Dick's mouth.
Dick doesn't answer but does capture her lips in a soft kiss. She nibbles on Wally's lip earning a groan for her efforts. She pulls back.
"You're right, it is sweet. Vanilla-ey." Dick breathes out. She sees a faded red mark from her lipstick on Wally's lips. A little spark runs down her spine at the thought of others seeing it. She ignores it and swipes at it with her thumb. "Sorry."
"Trust me honey, I don't mind." Wally pokes her tongue out to lick Dick's thumb. "We should get going. Our reservation is in half an hour."
They take a cab to the restaurant that's only fifteen minutes away. Wally and the cab driver chat it up about the embarrassing defeat of a college football team. Dick listens but keeps looking out the window. It's one of those evenings that people are out walking leisurely on sidewalks. The most recent mayor had started lowering grocery prices which had seen a slight reduction in crimes. Dick knows how desperate hunger makes people. It seemed Blüdhaven was satisfied for the time being.
Wally led her by the hand into the restaurant and then to their seat when they were shown the way. Dick kind of wished it was on her back like that night three weeks ago.
Wally was able to get them a seat closest to the windows looking into a square with quaint little shops ranging from boutiques to bakeries. They sat across from each other but their ankles were hooked under the table. Dinner was a quiet affair, the lights were dim and there was a soft hum of conversation and music around them. Though, Wally would pipe up every now and then to fill the silence. Their server had given them strange looks when Wally ordered a little bit of everything off the menu. Dick bit her cheek to keep herself from laughing. This was their normal routine due to Wally speedster appetite but also because she enjoyed reviewing the restaurants they visited. Dick had yet to convince her to create a flood blog.
As the night went on the anticipation was buzzing under Dick's skin. It was a mix of nerves and a low simmer of arousal. She couldn't ruin this. She wouldn't.
"Okay, wow I lied. The crab rolls are pretty good." Wally snapped her out of her thoughts. She leaned in to take a bite when Wally offered her some. The savory flavor of the creamy roll surprised her.
"You're right." Dick agreed.
"Guess they only looked a bit unappealing." Wally said poking at the too pale roll. "Enjoying the shrimp scampi?" Wally motioned to her half-eaten plate.
Dick nodded, getting a forkful and offering it to Wally. She took it in her mouth and gave a soft 'mm' that Dick enjoyed way too much.
"Flavor is pretty good." She said licking her lips. Dick followed the movement before glancing away. She grabbed at a crab roll to keep herself busy.
After a quick visit to the bathroom to touch-up her makeup, Dick had walked back to find Wally bagging to-go boxes.
"Oh, are we leaving already?" Dick asked, standing right next to Wally's chair.
"Yup, you haven't touched your food much and you kept taking sips of your soda. I know that means your full, so let's take a walk and see if we can get something from the bakery before they close." Wally gets up from her seat.
"Are you full though?" Dick asks, catching Wally's wrist in hers.
"Oh yeah. Shoved all of the chicken parm in my mouth while you were in the bathroom. Few people's eyes almost popped out." Wally chuckles.
Dick smiles, "Okay, that's good." She hesitates before she puts Wally's hand to her lower back once they start walking. Wally's fingers twitch but she takes it in stride and keeps her light touch.
The night air carries a bit of a chill but it's more refreshing than anything after the stuffy air in the restaurant. They're walking under a few fairy lights the shop owners put up on in the square.
"Thoughts?" Wally asks, her hand still on Dick's back while they weave their way around people to get to the bakery.
"Hm?" Dick asks. She's trying not to focus on Wally's hand and all the warm fuzzy feelings it brings. She's taken to holding their leftovers, even if Wally had argued about it, and twirling the handles.
"Thoughts on the restaurant?" Wally asks. They step through the little bakery. A little bell announcing their welcome.
"We're closing in a few minutes." The shop owner calls from where she's wiping down a counter.
"We'll be quick!" Wally calls back, going to a little glass case where they have little slices of cake in clear boxes.
"Oh, it was pretty good. Crab rolls were surprisingly good. Thank you for dinner, love." Dick says, nodding at Wally when she points at the chocolate cake.
"Of course, baby. God knows we needed that after the month we've been having." Wally goes up to the counter but Dick swipes her card before Wally can.
"You already paid for dinner." Dick smiles cheekily.
Wally scoffs but they thank the owner before heading out into the night again.
"Thanks for dessert, darling." Wally pecks her cheek. They're walking hand in hand across the store fronts. Opting to walk after their meal and enjoy the night's weather.
"You still haven't given me your review." Dick prompts Wally.
"A 4.3 out of 5 stars." Wally says after a few seconds of thinking. "It's way better than that restaurant we visited two months ago." Both of their faces scrunch before they laugh. "God, I can still taste the burnt oil."
"Made me throw up on patrol." Dick shudders.
"Yeah, I remember." Wally winces. Their leading theory was that the dough was undercooked. Wally had lucked out thanks to her fast metabolism and had been fine, only a bit bloated.
"Though not as good as Alfred's food." Wally adds.
"His food is tough to beat, my love." Dick chuckles.
"Hmm, I think you're a close second." Wally stage whispers. They share a smile.
"I think you're just trying to get me to share my slice of cake." Dick rolls her eyes.
"Saw right through me." Wally jokes. She motions down to Dick's heeled feet. "You still doing alright?"
Dick glances down at her glossy black stilettos.
"I'm alright. Maybe after the park." Dick decides. Her feet have been through worse things than a date night wearing heels. They're passing through a park, though it's not their usual one, sometimes they try and bring Haley out to this one when they want a further walk. The ice cream truck here was an extra incentive.
Wally nods. It's too quiet for Dick's liking and something spikes within her.
"Donna says hi," she says more trying to distract herself than actually start much of a conversation.
"Yeah? You talked to her?" Wally asks, swinging their clasped hands.
"Yeah, called her when I was getting ready. She was stressing out about one of their rookie photographers. Guess she's the daughter of the CEO." Dick rambles.
A cyclist passes by, Wally tugs her close on instinct despite their distance from them. Dick's heart warms at the action anyway. She's now closer to Wally than before.
"Yikes, poor Donna," Wally hums. "It's tough to be a babysitter in both of her jobs." She jokes.
Dick grins at that. "Don't let the other heroes hear that."
Wally grins at her and mimes zipping her mouth. Dick shakes her head fondly at the scene. They come to an abrupt stop under a tree in bloom. There's hardly people around them, but Wally backs her away from the halo of a light post.
"Those lips have been looking at me the whole night." Wally says looking at her mouth. She cradles her jaw and draws little circles with her thumb.
"Think it might be the other way around, love." Dick swallows. She looks from Wally's gaze to her mouth and back again. "Would you like a kiss?" She asks a little braver than she actually feels.
"Would you?" Wally asks instead. Her other hand finds Dick's waist.
"Yes." Dick leans forward meeting Wally halfway. It's a soft press at first, before they start sliding their lips together a little hungrily. The fluttering in Dick's stomach feels more like butterflies than a caged bird.
Dick's hand rests on Wally's hip, the other carrying their leftovers and their dessert so it hangs a little awkwardly. Wally hums and prods her lips with her tongue. Dick opens her mouth pliant.
Their kiss goes on until both of them pull away to catch their breath. Dick lets out an amused hum when she sees her lipstick smudged messily over Wally's mouth. Wally makes a questioning hum before Dick points to her lips.
"I got lipstick on you." Dick says about to swipe it away when Wally catches her hand.
"It's okay." Wally says with a smug smile on her face. She kisses her palm and then nips at her wrist. Dick gasps a little at the feeling of teeth. The hand Wally has on her hip squeezes before she pulls back and intertwines their fingers. She's pulling Dick to start walking home again.
Dick stares at Wally's dopey little smile while she swings their hands. She's even humming a little tune. She looks a tad ridiculous with the lipstick still smudged over her. Dick exhales an amused breath, some of the tension leaving her body. A pleasant buzz had started beneath her skin and the anticipation feels more like a promise rather than dread.
They reach the end of the park and cross the street. Wally turns to her and pulls her into an alley. If they were anyone else, she would be scolding Wally for stepping foot into a Blüdhaven alley, but they're probably a little too equipped to handle anyone here.
"We crossed the park. You know what that means?" Wally asks. Not giving her a chance to answer, she scoops Dick into a bridal carry. Dick squeaks and then laughs.
"Now Ms. West, you ought to warn a girl! You wouldn't want me to faint would you?" Dick teases, throwing a hand on her forehead dramatically.
"Hmm, only if a true love's kiss woke you up." She pecks Dick's lips quickly before pulling away. She gives a cursory glance around. "Hold on!"
Dick feels that sensation of her stomach lurching and then she blinks. They're standing right outside their apartment door. Wally doesn't let go, only grabbing Dick tightly and opening their door. She marvels at her strength and stares at Wally's profile.
Dick always eyes the contours of her toned arms greedily when Wally comes home from the shop and throws off her jacket or flannel leaving her only in a tank. She squeezes her arms around Wally's neck and reaches forward to kiss her temple while Wally walks them through the door carefully.
"We're home, honey." Wally sets her down on her feet slowly, rustling her dress as she does so. Haley looks up from her bed and wags her tail, but doesn't get up. Instead, she lets out a yawn and drops her head back down.
"Guess, she's too tired to care." Dick comments, slipping her heels off. She's disgruntled to have to look up to meet Wally's eyes again. She frowns setting their food on the TV stand.
"We'll be all the rave come breakfast." Wally chuckles. She kicks off her own shoes before turning to Dick. She tucks a bit of hair behind Dick's ear. "We don't have to do anything tonight baby. Only if you want to." She says softly looking into her eyes.
Dick leans her head against her hand, "I know. You're too sweet, baby."
Wally groans, "I love it when you call me that." She leans her forehead against Dick's.
"Kiss?" Dick asks breathily and searches Wally's eyes. Wally tilts her chin up to capture her lips in answer.
Their lips are moving against each other while their hands start to roam. Wally's hand is still cradling Dick's jaw but her fingers are clutching her hair from where it's tucked behind her ear. Her other hand lightly trailing from her breast to her hip and up again. Never quite stopping or applying pressure. It's maddening.
Dick's hand is on the back of Wally's neck scratching at her nape, the other goes to squeeze her ass. Wally groans at that and licks into Dick's mouth. Dick sighs and nips lightly at her tongue. Wally whines, her hand tugging at her hair when she jerks. Dick gasps. Wally stills.
"Shit, sorry." Wally's hand retracts from her hair.
"It's okay," Dick rushes, "I'm okay. Just—"
"I know, baby." Wally murmurs. She rests her hand on Dick's ribcage instead.
Dick ignores the twist in her gut and instead pulls Wally's head down again. "Can we keep going? Please?" Desperation creeps into her tone.
"Of course." Wally soothes. "We'll go slow, okay?" She leans back and gives her a soft smile before kissing the corner of Dick's mouth. "Let's go."
It's then that Dick realizes that they were still standing by the door. Dick's about to pull away to walk towards their room when Wally grabs her waist and hikes her up. Dick's arms and legs wrap around her on instinct. She laughs breathily meeting Wally's grin with her own.
She walks them into their bedroom but doesn't let Dick go. Wally starts kissing down Dick's mouth to her jaw where she starts grazing her teeth against her skin. Dick closes her eyes at the sensation. Wally nibbles just below her jaw. Dick's fingers clench around Wally's hair. Unlike Dick, Wally enjoyed a little tug here and there. Wally hums into Dick's throat when she does so. She licks and nips the length of her neck before making it to Dick's tits. She feels the hot line of her tongue before the sharp edge of her teeth sink in. Dick takes an involuntary sharp inhale.
"Kind of craving dessert?" Wally murmurs between nips right where the neckline of her dress starts.
Dick chuckles breathily. Leave it to her girlfriend to be thinking about food right now. "Yeah?"
"Mhm." Wally's hands squeeze where they were holding the bottoms of her thighs. "Can I eat you out?" She asks, looking up at Dick.
Oh. A warm heat spreads out through Dick. Her heartbeat picks up at the question and the way Wally's eyes are a little hooded with desire. She put that there.
Dick nods. She's being set down on her feet, she realizes with disappointment. Sue her, she really loves her girlfriend's arms.
Wally thumbs at the material of the dress right over her ribs. "God bless Donna Troy."
A laugh sputters out of Dick. Wally grins. "I'll tell her you liked it."
"Like it? Baby, I love it." Wally ends with a long-suffering groan. "I thought I was losing my mind looking at your legs." Wally starts nosing down her throat.
Dick tilts her head and bares her throat for Wally. She takes the opening and bites and sucks right above her pulse. One hand is holding Dick's side, the other is innocently tracing her thigh beneath the dress. Thumb tracing scars, nails scratching lightly.
Dick lets a soft moan slip which only encourages Wally to keep biting up and down her neck. As much as Dick likes it she did have an image to upkeep. She reroutes Wally's mouth to her own for more kissing. Wally takes this in stride and starts enthusiastically kissing and nibbling her mouth. Dick reciprocates with as much energy. She smooths her hands down Wally's blouse from where she was clutching her shoulders to unbutton a few more buttons. She doesn't get far when Wally sucks on her tongue and makes her lose all coordination. Wally clutches onto her tighter in response.
Dick's hands start to roam again. Wally moans when she squeezes her chest over her lacy bra. The thought of her wearing this specific one tonight makes Dick warm impossibly further. Her hands then go up, over Wally's shoulders, squeezes appreciatively, and then goes down to squeeze her biceps.
The heat is bubbling and coiling further with both Wally's mouth and her hand, which is skirting around the waistband of her underwear. Despite Wally's earlier question, she seems to be in no rush. Instead, she's moaning and breathing heavily into Dick's mouth.
Dick presses her pelvis into Wally's hand. She knows her girlfriend, they could be here all night making out. While Dick appreciates Wally taking her time and riling her up, she was getting a little impatient. The ache between her legs was getting unbearable.
"Please. Wally. C'mon. Baby." Dick breathes out in between Wally's insistent mouth. She wiggles her hips a little and getting delicious friction there.
Wally groans. "Dick. Baby." She says against Dick's mouth. "Okay, okay. I got you baby." Wally says gently, her voice rough.
She steps back a little reluctantly. Dick bites her lip at the sight. Wally's hair is mussed, her lips swollen and shiny with spit, Dick's lipstick is smeared all over. Her black bra is peeking out of where Dick unbuttoned her blouse. She looks dashing, a little roguish.
Her admiring is stopped when Wally's voice rings out, still breathing hard. "Fingers? Or just tongue?"
Dick blinks a little dazed. "Um, not up for fingers tonight."
Wally nods, a small smile on her face. "No fingers. Thanks for telling me."
Dick's face blushes. She hates that even the slightest hint of a compliment could make her squirm. She reaches towards her back to unzip the dress.
"No!" Wally blurts, reaching a hand out. She seems a bit surprised by her outburst if her wide eyes and her slapping her mouth with a hand say anything.
Dick blinks at her. Wally's face goes impossibly red and she glances away.
"It's just…" Wally trails off, still averting her eyes.
Dick is endeared by the sight. "Tell me." She prompts gently. She puts her palm over Wally's warm cheek.
"Um it's just—would it be okay if you kept it on? Like just for now. I mean if you're like cool with it. Y'know, like no pressure. It's just you look so hot and wow, I'll shut up now." Wally closes her mouth with a snap.
Dick can't help the smile that takes over her face. She giggles softly. She leans in and kisses Wally's nose and then her chin and finally her mouth.
"Of course, my love." She rubs her cheek with her thumb. "Thanks for telling me." She says taking a page out of Wally's book.
Wally groans and hides her face in Dick's palm.
Dick chuckles softly. "You're too cute."
Wally pouts but doesn't say anything. Dick leans in and kisses the pout off her mouth. Wally presses her lips back before leaning back and turning Dick to lean against the wall.
She drops to her knees and kneels in front of Dick. She glances down to see Wally's green eyes already looking up at her. Her hands find her hair and combs it out of her face. Wally noses just below her belly button and nuzzles her cheek there.
"May I?" Wally says rubbing her palms over Dick's thighs.
Dick nods, but realizes Wally was looking for a verbal response when she doesn't move and just looks up at her.
"Yes." Dick says.
"If it's too much, what do you do?" Wally asks, her palms rubbing soothing circles on her thighs. They flex at the feeling.
"I will tap you twice." Dick demonstrated tapping her two times where her hand rested on Wally's head.
"Or you can yank me off."
"Or I can yank you off." Dick repeats rolling her eyes. She scratches at Wally's scalp. Wally always gave her the suggestion but she's never really liked it.
Wally nods and starts kissing up Dick's inner thigh. She bites down sharply into the meat of Dick's thigh. That startles a moan out of Dick's mouth. Her eyes go wide at the sound but Wally only hums appreciatively and keeps nibbling and sucking. Her other hand is clutching onto Dick's leg to keep her steady despite Dick already leaning against the wall.
Wally grabs the back of Dick's right knee and pulls it over her shoulder. Dick leans back further into the wall and clutches the nearby nightstand with the hand not holding Wally's hair. She trusts her girlfriend to catch her if she falls.
Wally licks a long line up her thigh to her groin. Dick feels her nose the junction and it's then that she realizes she can't see Wally.
She didn't realize keeping her dress on would mean Wally's face would be hidden under her dress. She frowns but is distracted by Wally thumbing her underwear out of the way. Hot puffs of air hit her folds.
Dick's eyes close at the feeling of Wally mouthing up and down the area. She gasps when her nose bumps against her clit. Her hand tightens around Wally's hair when she finally starts licking. They start out as small licks before Wally's running her tongue up her folds to her clit. Dick's breathing is heavier, she turns her head leaning her temple against the cold wall.
Wally hums when Dick's nails dig into her scalp. That only makes sparks shoot up Dick's spine. She moans softly. Her girlfriend is loud as she's going down on her. She's moaning and letting out soft whines. It only makes the tingling intensify.
She opens her eyes blearily only to see herself. Her eyes shoot open.
The mirror on their dresser captured her glassy eyes and flushed cheeks. Her chest heaving. Her lipstick smeared looking too much like blood. She looked debauched. A small trickle of shame ran down and settled in her stomach. She looked away.
But when she looked down all she could see was a tent of black. A small wave of panic rose within her.
"Wally?" She calls shakily.
"Hmm?" Wally hummed against her. She pulls back, poking her head out from under her dress. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" Wally rushed. Her eyes scanning with an inhuman speed.
Dick's breathing came easier. She shook her head. "I…I want to see you." She said quietly.
"Okay baby." Wally nodded. "Do you want to keep going?"
Dick nodded. "Please. I just need to see you." The undeniable thrum under her skin needed an out. She wants this.
"Okay, honey." Wally soothes a comforting hand up the leg over her shoulder. She grabbed the end of her dress and pins it with a hand over Dick's abdomen. "This okay?" Her eyes scan Dick's face.
"Yeah," she sighed. Her eyes track Wally as her face buried back into the apex of her legs.
Wally starts out slowly again. She keeps glancing up at Dick while she licks at her. Dick nods, letting her eyes close every once in awhile.
Wally picks up in earnest. She circles Dick's clit with her tongue before flattening it and sucking it gently. Dick bites at her lip at the sensation. Wally gives her a long suck. Dick startles at the moan that's punched out of her. Her eyes shoot to a satisfied Wally who alternates between rubbing and sucking. Dick smiles and shakes her head at her antics.
The pressure building up is harder to ignore, the hand on her abdomen making it much more intense. Her brows furrow and her mouth goes slack at Wally's attention. She pulls off her bud to blow air on it. Dick's toes curl at the sensation. She goes back to rubbing and flattening her tongue over it.
Dick's panting now. She can't keep her eyes open for longer than a few seconds. Those few seconds she gets, she sees Wally's blissed out expression. Eyes hooded but on Dick. Her moans make the sensation even stronger.
Her climax slams into her. Not really hearing or seeing anything. Her mind quiets and all she can feel is pleasure and heat. Her limbs are jelly and she's suddenly really thankful for the warm hand pinning Dick down.
When she regains her breathing, she feels more than sees Wally. She's helping her ride it out. When she can open her eyes again she sees Wally's heavy gaze locked on her. Her face is flushed and there's a soft glimmer of sweat.
Dick expects her to pull off any second but she keeps her mouth on her. The stimulation after she'd just cum is intense but so good. Wally's tongue speeds up again.
"Wally! I'm—again!" Dick rushes out.
It only takes a few expert sucks until Dick is falling right back into another climax. Her ears ring and she feels her muscles tremble beneath her. This one comes and ends quickly.
Wally gives her a few gently licks before she pulls off. Her lips, chin, and even nose are all glistening. She gives Dick a big, relaxed smile. Wally thumbs at the wetness on her face and licks it off with a loud pop. Dick flushes at the show.
Wally pats at Dick's leg and puts it down. Dick's legs tremble terribly and feel like jelly after two orgasms. Wally must see this and helps her sink down onto her lap with strong hands around her hips. She ignores how wet she is down there and settles between Wally's legs.
"Hi there." Wally rubs at her shoulder, her other hand soothing down her leg. "You feeling okay, baby?" She asks from where her cheek is resting on Dick's head.
"Mhm," Dick nods. She feels too relaxed and leans her side further into Wally. She nuzzles into the junction of Wally's neck and breathes in salt and the remains of her perfume.
"That's good honey." She mumurs into Dick's hair. The hand rubbing her shoulder is soothing circles on her back now.
They enjoy each other's warmth there on the floor. Wally is humming and swaying them gently. Dick sighs through her nose and traces a finger down Wally's arm absentmindedly.
When she finally feels a little more stable she kisses at Wally's neck. "Thank you," she murmurs.
"Of course, Dick." She says gently.
"Let me help you now." Dick says, already sitting up.
Wally flushes, "Oh, I uh, already came."
"Oh. You did?" Dick asks.
"Yup."
"Without—"
"Yup," Wally interjects. "I couldn't help myself when you tasted and sounded that good."
Dick stares at her sheepish smile. She runs a thumb under Wally's cheek. "I can help you come again. If you want." Dick adds the last part a little embarrassed.
Wally bites the inside of her cheek. "Yeah, actually I'd like that."
"How do you want it?" Dick asks, tracing her index finger from Wally's brow down to her jaw.
Wally grabs onto her wandering hand and kisses the palm. "Um, it might be better if we move onto the bed."
Dick pulls Wally up from the floor. She leads her to the bed a few steps away by the hand. Wally starts unbuttoning her shirt before Dick grabs her wrists and pulls them off. She unbuttons them slowly and kisses Wally's jaw softly. Wally's eyes close at the sensation and lets Dick pull the shirt off her arms. She then trails her fingers down Wally's toned stomach to unbuckle her pants. She pulls them down and helps Wally step out of them.
Wally kisses Dick, softly now, gone was the hunger from earlier. This is more comforting than anything. Dick licks into her mouth languidly. She runs her palms up and down Wally's sides, enjoying how warm and smooth her skin is. Wally moans softly.
"Are you comfortable on your back? You can lay on your side if you want." Wally murmurs.
She's not exactly sure what Wally is planning but she's not too worried about it. The anxiety from earlier seemed to seep out of her body.
"I think my side might be better." Dick decides. She doesn't want to see if it might bring unwanted memories tonight. She doesn't want to ruin the good night they were both having.
She lays on her side after Wally helps her slip her dress off and scoots to make room for Wally. They've been talking about getting a bigger one. Dick argues against it, knowing damn well they'll just curl into each other anyway. Though, she might give in to see Wally smile and ramble as they go mattress shopping, reviewing them excitedly.
Wally drops down facing her. She finally understands what Wally has in mind when she hooks a leg over her. She feels the wet spot of her underwear on her thigh. She wasn't lying about enjoying going down on Dick earlier.
"Is this okay?" Wally asks, searching Dick's face for any discomfort.
"Of course, take what you need love." Dick wraps an arm around her.
"You don't have to move. Just hold me, please." Wally says with an edge in her voice.
"Of course, baby." Dick snakes a hand under Wally's head to hold the back of her head. Her arm is already slung over her waist and puts a steady hand on Wally's lower back. She gives a tentative press causing Wally's hips to twitch forward on Dick's thigh.
Wally thumbs under where the stitches were removed. A little frown on her face.
"All better." Dick reassures her softly. She pecks her mouth.
Wally nods. She holds onto Dick as she starts grinding slowly, almost tentatively, over Dick's thigh with soft sighs. Dick bends her leg so Wally can have a better vantage. Wally lets out a low whine at the sensation.
Her brows are furrowed and her eyes closed. Dick presses her lips everywhere she can, her forehead, lips, neck . She starts petting lightly at the back of Wally's head.
"Dick, Dick, Dick." Wally moans. It's rare that Wally calls her by her name. It's always a pet name.
"It's okay, baby. Take what you need." Dick speaks softly. The wet slide makes it easier for Wally and she's rolling her hips with more force. "You're doing so good. You're so good."
Wally whimpers. Her hips stuttering over her thigh. Dick knows just how much Wally loves praise. Even outside of the bedroom, Dick tries to drop some here and there because Wally will always flush and give her a sweet smile.
"Mhm, you take care of me so well baby." Wally whines and clutches onto Dick. "You like it when I call you 'baby' don't you?" Dick presses her hand, guiding Wally through her stuttering hips.
"Dick." Wally whines.
"No need to be shy, baby." Dick teases gently. She tilts Wally's face forward and kisses her gently. Wally reciprocates lazingly.
"C'mon baby. Let go. I got you. I know you're close."
Wally is rocking on her, body starting to tremble. Dick keeps whispering sweet things and guiding her with a press of her back. Wally has got a glazed look in her eye. A long moan escapes her mouth when she cums. The trembles become a soft vibration, almost as is she's glitching. Dick holds steady, trusting Wally to reel in her powers.
Wally goes still and opens her eyes to look at Dick giving her a small smile. "Thanks baby." She presses a kiss to Dick's mouth.
"Happy to help," she gives her a little wink.
Wally reels her in and lays Dick half on top of her. She sighs when Dick's weight settles on her.
"I love you, honey baby." Wally sighs, drawing on her skin with her finger.
"I love you too," Dick kisses her chest.
After a few minutes of silence, Dick pulls away. Wally whines and grabs her wrist when she stands from the bed.
"I'll be right back." She bends and kisses Wally's pout.
She passes a sleeping Haley sprawled on her bed and grabs what she came for.
She walks back into the bedroom to see Wally laying with an arm thrown over her face. She lifts it to peek at Dick before her face brightens.
"I know you were joking earlier but I don't want you to wake up too hungry tomorrow." Dick settles next to her and opens the box. There stands the slice of cake in all its glory.
"Aww, you don't have to share yours!" Wally exclaims.
"I want to." She takes a forkful and brings it to Wally's mouth.
Wally accepts it happily. Dick takes a small bite. The rich creamy mousse melts in her mouth, making her mouth water.
"This is the best day ever. Thank you, baby." Wally squeezes Dick's hip and pecks her cheek.
"Yeah. Right back at you." Dick smiles.
They still need to clean up but for now, Dick shares cake with Wally quietly. Just like some of the most precious moments in their life come in the quiet.
"You know what I want for breakfast?" Wally asks, licking a small speck of chocolate of Dick's lips. Dick laughs, kissing Wally.