WHO: Dick Grayson & Rose Wilson WHEN: Valentine's Day WHERE: Gym WHAT: A little x-rated sparring. WARNINGS: Sexual content
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From the moment Rose found her little basket of Valentine’s Day goodies, the entire day seemed off, but more specifically, she felt off. It wasn’t like she’d never been aroused before, but this was a hungry need that was never going to be satiated. It was like clockwork, she’d masturbate alone and then three hours later her mind drifted down to the gutters, along with her filthy thoughts. She was relieved when no one wished her a happy birthday - hello sweet eighteen - because Rose did not need any reminders. That alone would have been a lot to unpack.
And, while everyone was either hooking up or cranking one out alone, Rose decided that she needed a distraction, and training always (mostly) did the job. The trip from her bedroom to the gym was quick, and she did not take any detours.
Upon entering the gym, Rose quickly noticed that there was someone else there which was a surprise given the events that have been occurring throughout the day. Her footfalls were light but steady. As she crept closer, she wrinkled her eyebrows when she noticed who it was. The edges of her lips quirked, smirking.
It was Dick. Of course, it would be Dick. This is such a Dick thing to do. She could make a damn good guess why he was here, and not out there. “I guess you have a nice butt,” Rose commented, she had settled behind him, leaning against a wall.