Wally West {Flash} (buzzes) wrote in thedisplaced, @ 2018-02-23 18:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, dick grayson / nightwing (au), wally west / the flash (au) |
Who: Dick Grayson and Wally West
When: Sunday morning before Middle Earth arrival (11th)
Where: On the boat
What: Morning Yoga and Some Middle Earth talks
Rating: Two smitten kittens, then things fade to black
Yoga was only kind of a recent thing for Wally. He took it up after he had been found by Spyral as a suggested way to slow down his forever buzzing, fast paced mind and meditate and focus on the now. It was one of the very few good things that came of out being a part of the spy organization. The other good thing was meeting up again with the human pretzel beside him, doing some kind of advance stretch that there was no way Wally thought he would be capable of. “Such a show off, Rob,” Wally teased with a grin, obviously not caring that Dick was way more flexible than anyone else. “I’m not even going to question how anymore and just smile and enjoy the view.” His own pose was just a simple stretching out of the legs as he sat on the floor, leaning forward to touch his toes and then arching back into a recovery stretch. Looking over at Dick again as he was arched back, Wally decided to change the conversation to the recently announced stop they were headed towards. “Did you have any ideas of what you want to do in Middle Earth?” For someone as flexible as Dick was, Yoga felt effortless, but he knew it’s worth and would often join Wally as he went through his exercises. It was relaxing, for him, just spending time with his speedster. It never hurt to keep supple though. Looking across at Wally as his boyfriend spoke, Dick chuckled softly, maintaining his Scorpion pose as he replied. “I can’t help it, KF, acrobat, remember.” He gave a cheeky little grin before flipping back onto his feet and sinking into the splits. “Even if the view is ‘freakish’?” He used air quotes on the word, almost mimicking Jason’s voice when he spoke it. It was his brother’s favorite adjective when it came to the eldest Robin’s bendiness. Leaning forward to rest on his elbows, Dick watched as Wally arched back, licking his lower lip as he too enjoyed the show. “I’m not sure. I mean, it depends on where in the timeline we are for that world. There might not be any Elves to visit if they’re all in the West. Minas Tirith, Osgiliath and Ithilien would be good to see. How about you?” “Freakishly hot,” Wally chuckled at the mimicry and nodded. The speedster was so glad he had grown out of that awkward tongue tied teenager stage and able to give his opinion in regards to his boyfriend’s hotness. Sure, there were still some speechless moments but that was just Wally appreciating the view. Bending his legs up, Wally then twisted his hands and arched his body up into a bridge. Feeling the core muscles tense and stretch in slight protest before he released the pose and came to rest flat on his back. “True,” Wally rested his head near where Dick was leaning forward, looking up into those blue eyes that he found utterly captivating. Wally reached up and threaded his fingers through Dick’s hair, seemingly done with the yoga for now and content to just admire his freakishly hot acrobat. “I want to run the fields of Rohan. Maybe venture into the south for a day or two to see if we can spot an Oliphaunt.” The smile on his face was warm and if any of their friends saw it they would tease him for being so smitten. “I’ll take you where ever you want to go, if you don’t mind being piggybacked.” Dick let out a huff of amusement at the statement, glad that Wally was slightly less awkward than he used to be. He wasn’t entirely in agreement over his hotness however. In fact he really didn’t understand the fascination with his ass. Sure, he was fit, but honestly it was just a butt. In his opinion Wally was far more attractive. “If you say so.” The bridge was actually a good one and Dick admired the toned muscles, knowing exactly how they felt under his fingertips and biting down on his lip as he let his thoughts wander. This was going to spiral out of control quickly if he let his mind stay on that track, instead he nudged them onto their next port. Wondering how many of the places he’d read about could viably be visited in two weeks. Humming as fingers threaded through his hair, Dick shifted to lay on his front, turning his full attention to Wally, blue eyes holding green. “I’m sure that can be arranged, I wouldn’t mind riding one of their horses, if I’m allowed.” His smile was just as smitten as Wally’s and he leaned into the hair petting. “I don’t mind being piggybacked at all and I’d love to meet an Oliphaunt!” Wally knew that Dick didn’t agree with his statement but that was part of his charm, that he wasn’t an egotistical jerk that knew how good looking he was. “I do say so but my opinion might be just a little biased.” He felt eyes on him but remain focused to doing his stretch. It wasn’t natural for him to just drop into a yoga pose and carry on the conversation like normal. He still needed to concentrate so he didn’t do himself an injury. “They’ll let you. Maybe not doing some trick circus riding but I think you should be able to race across the fields and maybe do the trek to Gondor.” The speedster didn’t really need to ride, his own legs provided his transportation. But he could understand others desire to do that. The excitement at the suggestion of seeing an Oliphaunt that Dick showed was infectious and Wally grinned at his boyfriend’s delight. “I’ll make sure you see an Oliphaunt, babe. Even if I have to run around the whole Harad desert to find one.” He leaned forward a bit, sealing the promise with a kiss. “Just got to make sure we pack plenty of food and water for the trip.” “Just a little biased,” Dick smiled, knowing the same could be said about his own opinions regarding his boyfriend. And he still couldn't believe he could call KF that. Remaining quiet while Wals concentrated on his stretch, he contented himself with enjoying the view. “I’ll try to keep myself in check and just ride like a normal person.” It wasn't as if he was incapable of being normal, he was just taught differently. Riding lessons with Alfred at the Manor had been interesting. “The trek to Gondor would take a few days by horse. Would you be able to go that slow?” The vigilante didn't doubt that his boyfriend would search until he found an Oliphaunt for him to make friends with. He would definitely make sure to pack enough food and energy bars to keep the speedster going while he ran around looking for one. The kiss was returned sweetly, at first, until Dick ran his hand up Wally’s arm to rest on his shoulder, feeling the slight sheen of sweat beneath his fingertips. Crawling closer, he deepened the kiss, covering Wally’s body with his own. “Just try. Save the handstands to do on the battlements of Minas Tirith. We could get a photo of you on the highest point.” Wally chuckled at the thought of it. He wasn’t scared at all that his boyfriend would fall, Dick always had incredible balance. He did wonder, though, if the tallest point of the citadel was taller than any of the buildings back in their world. “I’ll just put myself into cruise control,” the speedster half shrugged, the idea of taking their travels slow actually appealing to the normally impatient man. “Besides,” Wally continued with a grin. “I’m sure plenty of other opportunities to burn off the excess energy will come up in our travels.” The feel of Dick’s fingertips felt hot against his skin and Wally drifted his free hand down his acrobat’s back, resting in the small curve before his arse. There was no complaint as Dick deepened the kiss, the speedster all too happy to respond in kind. “I love you,” Wally murmured as they parted briefly to catch their breath. It felt so good to be able to say that out loud. Dick considered the words and a slow smile came to his face, his boyfriend knew exactly what to say to tempt him. He loved heights, always had. “Make sure you bring a camera then.” “Cruise control?” Dick laughed at the thought, though he appreciated the gesture. It would be great to spend some time together, away from the boat and all the restrictions. They might even get a chance to spar without the robots getting concerned about them hurting each other. “I’m sure we will,” he winked, “especially when we camp out under the stars in the middle of Rohan and Gondor.” Tingles ran across his skin and down into his spine, sending a tremor through his body in the wake of Wally’s touch. As his speedster’s hand came to rest in the small of his back, his hips rolled down into Wals’, a slight groan rumbling in his chest as he kissed that little bit harder. “I love you too.” Dick leaned up on one hand, tracing his fingertips along his collarbone and up the side of his neck. Taking the moment to catch his breath and look at Wally's gorgeous eyes. “Are you done working out?” He tilted his head, the tiniest smirk playing at the corners of his lips, “at least the stretching, we can still do some cardio.” A little chuckle escape the speedster at the wink. Wally and Dick had always been on a similar wavelength of thinking from the moment they met, so it was of no surprise that they shared the same plans for other activities that could do on the way to Gondor. “Sounds perfect.” He could feel the tremor running through Dick’s body at his touch, any calm he felt from yoga went flying out the window at the kiss. Wally felt the buzz of electricity building, knowing that the work out was over and playtime had begun. Wally’s eyes met Dick’s as he felt fingertips tickle up the side of his neck, his own hands drifting further down, over the curve of his boyfriend’s arse and down the strong thighs that straddled his waist. Wally’s tongue peaked out to wet his lips. “I think I’m stretched out enough for some cardio.” |