I felt almost drunk off of Dick as we practically stumbled out of the building doors, laughing hysterically. We'd nearly made it out the door still wearing our skates before Dawn shouted a reminder after us. Dick and I looked at our feet, then each other before breaking into laughter.

We'd been doing so ever since.

Once the door closed behind us, brisk San Francisco air flushing against my hot skin, I pulled Dick back into me. He eagerly pressed into me as I fell back against the building wall, his lips on mine without anymore prompting. He leaned one arm above my head, the other dragging his hand up my arm to my neck. My own hands were finding their way under his shirt, lifting just enough to feel the hot expanse of skin, muscles twitching in response to my touch. I smiled against his mouth, my tongue slipping out to lick his plump bottom lip before nibbling on it.

I felt the shudder go through him, Dick's body momentarily pressing more against mine before reluctantly pulling away. He left his forehead against mine, both hands pressed into the brick behind me. "Okay, we really need to get home," he said almost breathlessly, his eyes darker with lust. I smirked, lightly dragging my nails against his skin as I removed my hands from under his shirt. I watched him shudder again, eyes closing as he swallowed hard. "Now."

I was barely able to stifle my laugh, enjoying his reaction to me. "No arguments here, Grayson," I replied in a chipper tone. I grabbed one of his arms, twisting myself around so it was draped over my shoulder. My hand slid from his wrist to his hand, fingers twining with his as I lead him towards where we'd parked his motorcycle. "Let's get going before Hank gets the idea to be a party crasher and bring everyone back early."

Dick laughed, leaning a little more into me before speaking, his voice a little huskier than usual. "How do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Act so unaffected by me."

"Well, one of us has to be mature here," I said with false indifference. "Otherwise we'd be needing to be bailed out for public fornication and indecent exposure. Though, your exposure is anything but indecent."

He laughed again, easily my favorite sound in the world. The more I hear it, the more I resent the time I spent without it. I kissed the inside of his wrist, feeling the thrum of his pulse beneath my lips before I turned to smile softly up at him. "Don't question it too much. You have an unnatural sort of affect on me, Richard Grayson." His fingers flexed tighter against mine as he ground us to a halt, his lips parting as he looked back at me. "What? Is something wrong?" I asked, confused by his reaction.

"Not at all," he answered. "It's just that you called me Richard. You've never done that before."

"Yeah, I guess that was a little weird, huh?" I said, feeling the color rush to my cheeks. "I didn't even think about it, it just felt right in the moment."

Dick let go of my hand, cupping either side of my face gently, shaking his head lightly as he replied. "It wasn't weird; I loved it. I'd even consider telling everyone to call me Richard if I could guarantee you would say it again too."

"Oh really?" I asked, slipping my arms around his neck.

"Yeah. Maybe," he conceded, tilting his head down with a playful smile.

"Maybe?"

"Probably not," he chuckled. "But you feel free to do so whenever you want."

"Hmm," I teased. "I might be swayed to make that happen. With the right kind of motivation."

"That I can definitely do," he assured me, his lips just brushing mine.

A loud crash sounded from a few buildings down the street. Dick groaned. "Odds that that's a really big rat or stray?"

More crashes followed, a glass bottle flying out of the alley and slamming into a car. I rolled my eyes. "Unless they're trying out for baseball, I'd say not good." Reluctantly, I pulled away from him and started running towards the sounds. The buzzing I'd already been feeling in my blood shifted to a whole other level of adrenaline; one I welcomed just as much.

I didn't even need to look behind me to know Dick was following.

I skidded to a stop just around the corner from the sounds, listening. Dick came to a stop behind me, silently questioning, but I gestured for him to wait. I wanted to know what exactly we were getting into before we did.

"Try that again and this will be over before you even realize it, you get me?" one gruff voice said. There was no response, making me think it was nothing more than a single junkie on a bad trip. Then there was another thud followed by a metal clang. "I said, do you get me?"

"Easy, Jack," another voice said, oddly calm. "We can't question him if he's dead. Not to mention that the boss will kill us."

"I'm not gonna let the little shit hit me with anything either," the first voice, Jack, said.

"I think it's cute that he tried, honestly," a third, female voice spoke up. "These things are boring when they don't."

"Both of you shut up," the second voice snapped, impatient. Silence followed, giving me the impression that he was in charge. Assuming he was and considering no one else spoke or moved, I figured there were 3 attackers and one potential victim. Still, we needed more to work with. There were too many unknowns that could make the whole thing go sideways.

I couldn't help but cringe after the thought. Self control felt too weird on me.

"You have something, Aiden," that voice continued. "Something that our employer is very interested in. Now, this situation can go one of two ways; we can ask you here where it is. Or you'll come with us to see the man in charge and tell him directly. In case my tone didn't imply it appropriately, option two is the worst one."

"Is it really?" a new voice spoke. "Because I'm pretty sure no matter what I do, I won't be breathing in the morning."

"Smart kid," I mumbled under my breath.

There was a chuckle that sent a warning chill up my spine before the leader spoke again. "Maybe I need to be clearer. When I said one was worse than the other, I meant for us, not you."

"Sounds like a real problem, then," the other voice responded. I heard a light, female snort of laughter and then a cry of pain.

Dick and I immediately jumped into action.

We ran into the alleyway, greeted by four surprised faces under the dim light of the building behind them. The female stood to one side of their hunched over captive, keeping hold of one arm and shoulder while the one I presumed was Jack, held on from the other side. The third attacker stood in front of them, fist poised to strike again and looking annoyed to be interrupted.

I took a stumbling step back against Dick, making it seem like it was a mistake we'd stumbled on to them. "S-s-sorry," I slurred. "Thought this alley was empty. D-didn't mean to interrupt." I clutched the front of Dick's shirt, simultaneously pushing him back. I felt his eyes shoot down at me before going back to them, hopefully picking up on my plan. "We'll just get out of your hair--"

"I don't think so," the girl replied, one hand snaking around her back and returning with a gun. She pointed it at us, one handed, tilting her head slightly so her dark braid fell over her shoulder.

"Help," the boy beside her croaked. He was still a little hunched over, his hair a mess as though someone had grabbed him by it not that long ago.

"Shut it," Jack demanded, back handing him. My fingers tightened into Dick's shirt, trying to hold back my anger. "Just shoot 'em already," he went on to his partner. "They've seen our faces. They'll call the cops."

"We won't!" I spoke up honestly. Who needed the cops when there were two bad ass vigilantes ready to beat their asses. "Please."

"Your begging is degrading to women everywhere," the girl told me with disgust. "We are much stronger than that." I could see her annoyance at me push her over the edge as she pulled the trigger.

About fucking time.

The shot seemed to echo in the alley, it's landing muffled as it embedded in the thick wall of green I called up to block it. I smirked at Dick, who shook his head at me with amusement. "Hey, she had a point on that one," I shrugged.

"What the fuck is that?" cried a voice from the other side. If they were surprised by its appearance, they were going to be speechless by the next part. I nodded towards the dumpster to the side and Dick sprinted over towards it, kneeling low and waiting.

I threw the green forward like spikes, running close behind it and hearing their terrified and confused cried on what to do. Just as it reached a couple of feet away from impaling them, I sent one vine to the side, slapping the gun from the girls hand and cutting her with thorns. The rest I pulled back in time to launch myself through them, knees bent and colliding with the leader's chest.

The air knocked out of him as he stumbled, nearly falling on their captive before his partners moved to stop him. I called for a vine to pull me back just enough not to land with him, instead dropping me in a crouch. I swiped one leg forward, hooking behind his ankles and pulling, knocking him down on his side. From the corner of my eye I saw Jack moving to grab me, but his path was almost immediately blocked as Dick flipped into the space between us, his foot coming down hard on Jack's arm.

Jack cried out in pain, moving to hit Dick with his other hand and I twisted myself closer, reaching out to grab his wrist and yank it down. Unstable on his feet, he tilted forward and met Dick's fist halfway. He grunted, falling back into the wall as I climbed back to my feet.

I turned in time to catch the girl making a run for her gun, calling up the green to snake out and pull it away from her. A surprisingly canine- like growl rang out from her as she turned to face me. Her face was twisted in anger, calling a smirk to my face and tempting her forward. She charged at me and I met her head on, adrenaline spiking through me. She latched on to me in an attempt to spin me against the wall but maneuvered my way out of it, slipping my elbow up and into her nose. She cursed, stumbling back a few steps but otherwise shrugging it off.

Her eyes narrowed as she looked back at me, raising her fist in preparation to strike. I mirrored her intentions, almost welcoming it. Training with Dick and the other Titans was fine, but nothing like being in the real action. With myself included, we all held back just enough with each other to not have to do any serious damage. But being here, fighting a true enemy...

Holding back wasn't an option and I was happy for it.

What I wasn't happy about was her teammate grabbing me from behind.

Thick hands latched on to my upper arms, hot breath on the back of my neck as he spoke. "You're that new Titan, aren't you? The one that plays with plants." His fingers dug deeper into my muscles as he pulled me closer to him, making my skin crawl. Without even thinking about it, foliage came to my aid, rising fast and wrapping around his wrists. With a simple twist, they broke the bones there causing him to scream in pain as his hands fell from me.

"Does that look like we're playing?" I said sweetly as I turned to him. A few feet away, Dick finished knocking out the third musketeer and looked over at our scene. His eyebrows rose questioningly but otherwise said nothing as I shoved my opponent stumbling towards him.

I turned back to look for the girl, only to find her directly behind me before she punched me. I leaned away from her last second, making her clip my jaw rather than my cheek. Only a light streak of pain buzzed through me, overpowered by my annoyance that she landed the hit. I heard a thud from behind me but didn't spare it anymore attention, figuring it was Dick incapacitating the other guy even before he came to a stop beside me.

The girl looked between us both but oddly didn't seem scared or any kind of concerned. If anything, she seemed almost...smug; as if she accomplished something somehow. And I doubted it had anything to do with her punching me.

She took a few, slow retreating steps from us before spinning on her heel and busting away. I started calling to the green to stop her, but stopped myself when Dick put his hand on my shoulder. "Let her go," he said calmly.

"What, why? The bitch punched me! Not to mention she tried to shoot us."

"I know."

"Then what the hell make you think I'm just going to let her go? Did someone bang your head into the wall?" I demanded, more as an attempt at distraction while I sent the green out to stop her.

As usual, he was already thinking ahead of me. "Madalyn, stop."

"You have yet to tell me why," I snapped, hearing the girl yelp out in pain down the alley as a thorned vine wrapped around her ankle and yanked her to a stop. I pulled my eyes away from him to see her drop to her knees and failingly fight against the plant. It reminded me of Jason and how it'd been awhile since I called him.

I definitely needed to do that soon.

"Because I took care of it. She's not going to get away," he answered.

Before I could even open my mouth again to ask what he meant, I heard police sirens in the distance and growing closer. The lights reflected on the windows of a building across the street and I turned back to him, surprised. "You called the cops?"

"You say that like I wasn't supposed to," he scoffed and I rolled my eyes. "They were going to be called in eventually. I just sped the process along."

"When? We were both fighting the whole time."

"When you distracted them with the wall," he said plainly. "I had a minute and put in a call."

The cop cars came to a stop on the street and I heard the police slam their car doors as they questioned each other on what they were looking for. I let go of the girl who hissed out more pain as the thorn tore through her skin and then attempted to drag herself up. With the police on the scene I chose not to pay her any more mind, hoping the gun I'd taken from her was the only one she'd had.

Either way, I felt secure enough in my bond with the green to figure they'd have our back otherwise.

"Well dude, looks like you—" I cut off, looking around the alley for the guy we'd been trying to help. The other two perps were unconscious on the floor behind us, but the victim was nowhere to be found. "Um, okay that was rude. He didn't even say thanks. Did you see where he went?"

"No, I was a little busy."

"Yeah, but I mean, he was right next to you—"

"He was right behind you," Dick interrupted and I huffed.

"Yeah, well whatever I guess," I turned back to him with a flirtatious smile on my face. "You know, this kind of reminds me of that date night in Gotham too.  All the adrenaline from the fighting..." I stepped closer to him, hand on his chest to both push us out of view of the police and get close to him again. I could swear I felt his heartbeat stutter for a moment as I backed him into a wall. "...the flirting from before...you and me..."

Dick let out a slight chuckle but his eyes were as lust filled as mine. "You always liked fighting as foreplay."

"Are you trying to kink shame me?" I pouted before leaning up and nipping at his bottom lip. "Because I have to warn you, it does nothing but make me hotter for you." I moved to kiss him and between one second and the next I found our spots reversed; I was suddenly the one pinned against the wall, Dick taking control. He smirked down at me as his lips met mine, his arms holding me to him as much as possible. I giggled when he moved to my neck, tickling the skin with his nose as he breathed me in.

"What was that?" a voice called from around the corner of the dumpster. "Who's there?"

"Oops," I giggled again, Dick silently laughing into my neck. "We should go."

"You think?" he returned, moving to kiss me again. I pretended to pull away just so I could dip my head and plant a kiss on the sweet spot just under his jaw. I felt him shudder as I licked the skin there, my smile growing wider.

The footsteps of the police, and the jingle of their belts, got louder as they came to our direction. I rolled my eyes but didn't stop my assault on Dick's neck, instead calling out to the green for an escape plan. Foliage slipped up our legs and wrapped around our waist before pushing us up in the air and higher on to the roof of the building behind us.

"You make a quick exit convenient," Dick said quietly into my ear and I pulled back to look at him.

"And yet you haven't used it to your advantage by getting me undressed at all," I fake sighed. "What a waste."

"Didn't I?" he countered, a smirk crossing his face.

As the green put us down on the roof and let us go, I took a step back to look at Dick like he'd lost his mind. Then I felt a shift on my shoulder and moved to adjust it, only to feel another shift on the other side. A slip of one hand under my shirt confirmed all I needed to know. "When the hell did you unclip my bra? Your hand wasn't even back there!"

Dick chuckled and shrugged. "You have your talents. I have mine."

I stared at him in awe for a moment before throwing myself back at him, kissing him like it was all I needed to survive.

Or at least...a start.

Dick Grayson is a sex god and I 100000% believe he would be the guy who could get your bra off without you realizing it 🤷🏻‍♀️😂

ANYWAYS, sorry for the wait but I've been busy with a lot of stuff INCLUDING trying to plan for a Jason Fic. I always wanted to do one and a lot of people have been asking me if I would so here's me confirming it. Jason Todd will have his own story from me too 😄

As always, thank you all so much for the love and support with my story. I will try to update quicker and keep you guys posted on the Jason fic too.

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