( roses are red. )

[vigilanting]

valentine's open prompt post
① pick a muse. ② leave a prompt! ③ ??? ④ profit!
( warning: this post main contain nsfw images )

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[dicktionary]

aaaaall prompts nsfw ftr

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

ANY/ALL/NONE IDK WHATEVER MAKES YOU HAPPY 'u' also I can go LA if you prefer, and if animated lmk if you'd rather I use nightwing icons rather than robin ones ♥

let's go LA my pb has a better facial range lmao and this is my only acct that's paid

[metabolizes]

[ if there's one part of dick that wally is more obsessed with than his eyes, it would definitely be his ass. he would sing its praises on a hundred different mountaintops if that didn't involve a lot of improbable running and a lot of off-key singing -- so that particular part stays purely figurative, a secret idea in his head that he tries to express in other physical ways, like with roaming hands and indulgent kisses. even when they're not in the bedroom, he sticks his hands in the back pocket of dick's jeans whenever he can, which is probably something only teenagers are supposed to do, but wally doesn't particularly care all that much. he's barely past being a teenager, anyway, and hardly feels anything like an adult. dick's still technically a teenager, too, even if wally forgets most of the time. ]

[ it's a dilemma when they are in the bedroom, whether wally would rather look at dick or his ass, because, ultimately, they're both incredibly compelling. his ass is probably more compelling at the moment, though, and it's really giving wally a lot of problems. thankfully, they're problems that can easily be solved by dick's mouth, or his hands, or his ass. any part of him, really, and wally comes undone. how he's managed to survive this long is a mystery, because dick grayson really is a wonder and a curse and a blessing all at once. he's too much, sometimes, but wally wouldn't want him any other way, hips flirtatious and teasing, his baby blue eyes beckoning, his lips parted and waiting to be kissed. wally will do it all -- he'll do everything and more, and only for dick. always for dick. ]

[ it's the g-string that keeps wally standing where he is for so long -- in the doorway, fresh from a shower (which, admittedly, may not have been a particularly smart idea, but wally has never been the one anyone looks to for smart ideas) -- staring at the way it settles neatly between dick's cheeks, defining each one separately. it's almost like watching a work of art move, and he probably would stare for days if he didn't want to touch him more. breathlessly, ] Jesus Christ -- [ he runs a hand through his hair and laughs softly, still in awe of the fact that dick even exists and allows wally each and every intimacy he craves, fulfills him in a way no one else ever could. ] You really are a wonder, you know? Your ass is a wonder.

[ it's unfair, really, how dick managed to land himself with the greatest ass in the history of asses. wally steps up to the edge of the bed, nestled in between dick's legs. his hands knead gently against the smooth flesh of dick's ass, and he leans forward to press a kiss at the small of his back, hands trailing down dick's thighs. he bends to mouth at the contour of one cheek, sucking a small mark there, like a promise of what's to come. ] Did you have something particular in mind tonight? Because this is definitely giving me a few ideas.

[flybybirdie]

[ dick shivers, sighs, and spreads his legs a little further apart. He twists, just enough so he can look at his boyfriend, eyes dark with want as they drag over wally's naked chest, the way a few drops of water drip from his hair to roll over his skin. ]

Glad you like it. [ he chuckles, grinning wickedly as he rolls his hips again, arches his waist, lift his ass up a bit for Wally's mouth. ] And nah, just this. Happy Valentine's day, KF. I'm open to all your ideas. All of them. So open. [ And he accompanies that with a cheesy wiggle of his eyebrows. he'd fingered himself earlier before pulling on the thong to head out, just a little, opening himself up so that, if wally wanted, he could actually just sink straight in with just a more extra prep. Not enough, though, that would take any of the fun out of the evening. dick would be blind to not notice how much enjoyment wally gets out of his ass. ]

[ really, the gift is barely that. it was something he'd noticed wally's eyes catching on one afternoon, when they'd been walking around the mall and passed a lingerie store, the g-string nicely framing the round forms of the mannequin's plastic ass. a few weeks later, he'd placed the order online, cheeks flaming even in the privacy of his room. it feels odder than he expected, barely cupping his half-hard cock in front and not covering anything at all in the back, but any insecurities he had vanished in the face of wally's reaction. yeah, that's so worth every uncertain moment dick's had about this. ]