vengefularcher:

futurenightwing:

mercilessknight:

vengefularcher:

futurenightwing:

mercilessknight:

“There’s no need to watch when you make it quite obvious what you were doing prior. Ruffled clothes, limp, and smell of sex,” Damian pointed out softly before finishing up his spoonful of food. He hummed softly, approving of his own dish before moving to take a sip of water. Damian looks up and tilts his head at Dick, shoulders rolling into a shrug. “I’m fine. Why do you ask?” He then motions to the remaining seat. “Are you going to eat or shall I put it away?”

Dick blushed again, hiding his face between his bangs.  ”I-I…I’ll eat.” he sat down and stared at Damian “I ask because you’re being indifferent…and I’m wondering if you’re angry.”  He picked his spoon and took a bite smiling softly “this tastes great, thanks a lot for making dinner…”

Well, fuck, looks like we were actually caught because of the whole situation of the fact that they apparently smelled of the thing they were doing. Taking a seat he looked to the food and stated to eat it. Gerko was slithering along the top of the chair now, having made his way at the top and started to move down, slipping into Damian’s hair to look around, making a small noise.

“You’re welcome,” he replied to Dick, hand tapping the edge of his fork against the plate he was using. Damian quirked a brow while he waited for the two to start eating. “Why wouldn’t I be indifferent? It’s up to you two when you want to fuck. There’s no reason to be angry.” He would have gotten more in depth when he felt something slip into his hair. That’s when the young man froze, eye twitching at the small noise he could hear from above.

“Harper.”

“Well it’s not like tha-….” he glanced at Damian’s head, looking curiously “Gercko!” he said smiling “Aw Damian he likes you it seems~” 

He chewed on his food, not caring that Damian was calling his name. Course when Grercko’s name had been pulled up, he immediately looked and burst out laughing. ” Looks like he’s found a new nest!” How cute he was thinking, that his little fiend had decided to play with the head of the place.

Once again, Damian’s eye twitched and slowly, the young man reached up to take the little creature off him. When he pulled it down, he pursed his lips in confusion. What exactly made this creature so interesting that the two were so fond of it? Another loss in his direction, he supposed. But who is keeping tabs? Carefully, he placed it onto Harper’s lap before returning to his food. 

“You’re both insane. Fitting.”

vengefularcher:

futurenightwing:

mercilessknight:

“There’s no need to watch when you make it quite obvious what you were doing prior. Ruffled clothes, limp, and smell of sex,” Damian pointed out softly before finishing up his spoonful of food. He hummed softly, approving of his own dish before moving to take a sip of water. Damian looks up and tilts his head at Dick, shoulders rolling into a shrug. “I’m fine. Why do you ask?” He then motions to the remaining seat. “Are you going to eat or shall I put it away?”

Dick blushed again, hiding his face between his bangs.  ”I-I…I’ll eat.” he sat down and stared at Damian “I ask because you’re being indifferent…and I’m wondering if you’re angry.”  He picked his spoon and took a bite smiling softly “this tastes great, thanks a lot for making dinner…”

Well, fuck, looks like we were actually caught because of the whole situation of the fact that they apparently smelled of the thing they were doing. Taking a seat he looked to the food and stated to eat it. Gerko was slithering along the top of the chair now, having made his way at the top and started to move down, slipping into Damian’s hair to look around, making a small noise.

“You’re welcome,” he replied to Dick, hand tapping the edge of his fork against the plate he was using. Damian quirked a brow while he waited for the two to start eating. “Why wouldn’t I be indifferent? It’s up to you two when you want to fuck. There’s no reason to be angry.” He would have gotten more in depth when he felt something slip into his hair. That’s when the young man froze, eye twitching at the small noise he could hear from above.

“Harper.”

vengefularcher:

futurenightwing:

mercilessknight:

vengefularcher:

futurenightwing:

mercilessknight:

-He glances to the dinner table set with three full plates and looks away, deciding the two would need their time alone considering what he had came home to hearing. And yes, Damian bugged all the rooms with both cameras and microphones. Why wouldn’t he?- Tt. -Places his suit jacket over a seat and simply begins eating his own share, attempting to ignore the empty seats.-

Dick picked his clothes from the ground, dressing up and getting up from where they were.  ”There is no change I can leave, I really don’t understand why you can’t stay here.  All three of us living here, wouldn’t that be great?” He turned to Roy, pulling him towards the dinning room, all of the sudden very aware that they haven’t had anything to eat.  He wanted to have at least one last meal with Roy if he was trying so hard to leave him and Damian behind.

Roy wasn’t sure if he could live here, he’d want to move around. That was probably why he was hesitant of being bonded to one place, when he’d been moving for so long. Roy slipped on the shirt and followed Dick to the dining room silently, eye staring to the little twerp who was already eating his food. He looked grumpy as usual. 

Damian was only half way done eating when the two entered the dining room. He didn’t bother turning to greet them. It’s hard to miss him and it was hard to miss their entrance. He was far more interested in the fact that both smelled of sex. The stench permeated the whole room the moment the door opened and inwardly, Damian wondered if what he was feeling was envy or shuttered sadness. No matter, they were all adults and all three of them had bodily needs to attend to. Grayson found a way with Harper. Nothing was wrong in that aspect. He paused to eat for a moment. “I hope you opened the windows to air out that room,” he said clearly before returning to eat as if it was completely normal. In a sense, it was. 

Dick blushed at the comment, he knew that the changes in personality within Damian showed how he was feeling.  Guilt sprung in inside him as he saw the other two plates, it was obvious that the younger man had expected them all to eat together.  ”You made dinner…” he said smiling “that’s surprising, I didn’t know you were…otherwise I would have been here.  Tell me next time please?”  He nudge Roy to the sink where they both washed their hands.   Dick sitting across from Damian, silently staring.  ”Are you okay Damian?” He exchanged a glance with Roy, looking worried as to why Damian was so distant all of the sudden.

So apparently the little guy was watching them. Guess he had a good show, or something like that. Eyes fell on the dinner plates and he walked towards one of the chair that had the decorated plate on there. “…Seem’s he was watching us. ” He calmly said, taking a seat. Unknown to all of them, the gecko that was crawling along the chairs slowly, making it’s way around the front towards a certain head of the house hair.

“There’s no need to watch when you make it quite obvious what you were doing prior. Ruffled clothes, limp, and smell of sex,” Damian pointed out softly before finishing up his spoonful of food. He hummed softly, approving of his own dish before moving to take a sip of water. Damian looks up and tilts his head at Dick, shoulders rolling into a shrug. “I’m fine. Why do you ask?” He then motions to the remaining seat. “Are you going to eat or shall I put it away?”

kingdomofanimals:

Great Dane 

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vengefularcher:

-Stares at Damian.-

-Stares back. Returns to ignoring.-

vengefularcher:

futurenightwing:

mercilessknight:

-He glances to the dinner table set with three full plates and looks away, deciding the two would need their time alone considering what he had came home to hearing. And yes, Damian bugged all the rooms with both cameras and microphones. Why wouldn’t he?- Tt. -Places his suit jacket over a seat and simply begins eating his own share, attempting to ignore the empty seats.-

Dick picked his clothes from the ground, dressing up and getting up from where they were.  ”There is no change I can leave, I really don’t understand why you can’t stay here.  All three of us living here, wouldn’t that be great?” He turned to Roy, pulling him towards the dinning room, all of the sudden very aware that they haven’t had anything to eat.  He wanted to have at least one last meal with Roy if he was trying so hard to leave him and Damian behind.

Roy wasn’t sure if he could live here, he’d want to move around. That was probably why he was hesitant of being bonded to one place, when he’d been moving for so long. Roy slipped on the shirt and followed Dick to the dining room silently, eye staring to the little twerp who was already eating his food. He looked grumpy as usual. 

Damian was only half way done eating when the two entered the dining room. He didn’t bother turning to greet them. It’s hard to miss him and it was hard to miss their entrance. He was far more interested in the fact that both smelled of sex. The stench permeated the whole room the moment the door opened and inwardly, Damian wondered if what he was feeling was envy or shuttered sadness. No matter, they were all adults and all three of them had bodily needs to attend to. Grayson found a way with Harper. Nothing was wrong in that aspect. He paused to eat for a moment. “I hope you opened the windows to air out that room,” he said clearly before returning to eat as if it was completely normal. In a sense, it was. 

vengefularcher:

What Damian see’s at night.

…Cage. Now.

(Source: whimsicalwolf)

-He glances to the dinner table set with three full plates and looks away, deciding the two would need their time alone considering what he had came home to hearing. And yes, Damian bugged all the rooms with both cameras and microphones. Why wouldn’t he?- Tt. -Places his suit jacket over a seat and simply begins eating his own share, attempting to ignore the empty seats.-

And Harper, I can see your tactics.

But if you both are unhappy here, then feel free to leave. I won’t stop you.

(Source: cassiesandsmarks)