Dick pressed his back against the edge of the table, a grin spreading across his face as Wally’s red hair brushed his cheek. The younger hero leaned in, his lips finding the soft skin of Dick’s neck.
“That feels nice, Wal,” Dick murmured, his smile widening as Wally slipped off his shirt.
“I can do better in bed,” Wally replied, his eyes glittering with mischief.
“I want nothing more than to—” Dick began, but Wally’s hand clamped him firmly to the table. “Fine, five more minutes.”
Wally chuckled. “I can do a lot in five minutes.” Their mouths met again, tongues intertwining, and Dick let out a low moan. Wally pressed his body closer, his hands roaming over Dick’s torso.
A sudden click announced the door opening. Jason Todd stepped inside, his expression frozen in shock.
“Don’t you knock?” Wally laughed, turning to face him. “Did Dick not tell you about us?”
“I don’t need my brother’s permission to date anyone,” Dick said, pulling Wally’s head back to kiss him again.
“Brother? That’s what I am to you?” Jason shouted, his voice breaking as he fled the room.
Dick pretended not to notice Jason’s departure, continuing the kiss until Wally pulled back.
“You need to go after him,” Wally said.
“Why? He’s fine.”
“Clearly he’s not,” Wally replied. “I’ll be here when you get back.”
Dick smiled, kissed Wally once more, and then headed after Jason, leaving the table behind.