Robin one shot part 3!

Question is, why are you pretending?

"You're drunk," Wally replied even though he knows it sounds dumb. Obviously, the man standing in front of him isn't drunk. His skin is flushed sure but his eyes are completely focused and almost predatory in their gaze. He was acting too but the speedster wasn't sure why.

"As drunk as you are."

"Why pretend?"

"Less nagging," he explained simply. They'd definitely talk about that after. "I'll explain it to you later."

"Yeah?"

"Mhm but I think there's something else we should do first." Wally went bright red, quickly catching on to what he was insinuating. 

"Right!" 

!!!SMUT STARTS HERE GUYS!!!

Dick is so confident as he leads Wally to his bedroom. The ginger found it interesting that they were going to his room and not Dick's but he doesn't voice it. Instead, he's mesmerised by the man in front of him and feels hypnotised as he follows after him. He was silently thankful that he'd cleaned up before the party just in case. Honestly, he had no idea the night would end up here but he's sure glad he had the forethought to clean on the off chance something did happen. He felt Dick let go of his hand and realizes that he was standing up whilst the acrobat has taken a seat on his bed, leaning back and watching him with an amused expression.

"You know, for the stuff you watch, you're awfully hesitant." 

"What?"

"The porn you watch," he clarified like it's nothing. Wally's throat closed up and stared at him dumbfounded.

"You looked through my porn history."

"I wanted to know what you were into. If you didn't want people snooping, you should've gotten a VPN and not roomed with someone who mines data for kicks." The thing was, Wally had secretly hoped something like that would happen. Maybe Dick would stumble upon what he liked to watch or perhaps would walk in on him mid-act and they'd end up just skipping the confessing part and get to some fun parts of being together. Yet, he found a way to spin it on the acrobat who'd been far too confident so far thinking he had the upper hand. 

"What did you see?" he asked, running his hand through Dick's curls before cupping his chin and keeping his gaze on him. He ran a thumb over his plump bottom lip, slightly pulling his lips apart. It felt particularly lewd for such a small act. He was delighted when he felt the man shudder underneath his touch and hesitate to answer. "Tell me."

"You chose guys with dark hair. Submissive. You liked the caught masturbating by my roommate category an awful lot."

"So, here's my question, why were you looking in the first place?" Dick swallowed thickly. He smiled at how quickly the act had fallen at some light prodding. With any other person the acrobat brought back from the club, the act probably would've remained the entire night but he knew. He knew that Dick Grayson was a persona as much as Nightwing was. He swooped down and caught Dick by the lips, gently pushing him back onto the mattress and slotting his knee in between his legs. That drew a harsh gasp from the smaller and a delicious moan followed when he applied some pressure. "I wonder if you were trying to find out my type. I wonder if when you saw it was so similar to you, you tried to come up with a way to make it happen. Did you listen out for me?" Wally grinned at the flush he caused and was especially pleased with the whine he got when he backed up. "You said you wanted to show me how you work. I think we're a bit too clothed for that. Be a good boy and strip."