"It would have been nice to at least pretend I had a choice in the matter," said Dick. All that was left was his belt, which was of a sturdier material than the rest of his costume. He took it off. In truth, the only reason it hadn't slid off his lithe acrobatic body was because he was already hard; Kory had that effect on him.
"I can't go home like this. Bruce doesn't even like knowing I have a penis." And since his options consisted of his motorcycle (which was straight out, considering the cold) and having a naked alien sex goddess fly him back, he was probably going to spend the night again. "Should I stay, then?" He had a grin that promised a great many things.