beamerboyx requested this and of course, I just had to do it because in this house we love birdflash 

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Date night. The best night of the month. The night where it was just Wally and Dick and no one else trying to butt in. This month, Wally was spending the night at the manor and the pair had been completely left alone. Naturally when two teenagers are left in a room together with romantic tension something will happen. It started fairly sweetly, as it usually would between the pair. Wally was giving Dick a message when he started planting light kisses along his neck. The smaller jumped at the feeling, his face going bright red in an instant. "Walls?" he called.

"Yes?"

"What're you doing?" he asked, a smirk forming on his features. He turned around to face the ginger and was met with a mischievous look. 

"Can't a guy kiss his boyfriend's neck?"

"He can when he tells me where he wants it to go." Wally moved forward and caught the other by the lips which was a surprise at first but Dick soon relaxed into it. He loved kissing so why would he not? He deepened the kiss and reveled in the feeling of the ginger's hands roam his body before finally resting on his hips. As the kiss got more heated, Wally began pushing him down onto the bed. Dick let him and cackled when the other got on top of him. He smiled as Wally kissed down his neck, nipping and sucking at his skin. 

His smile faded however when he felt Wally's hand begin to palm him through his pajama bottoms. Was this what they were supposed to do? He didn't know if he liked it or not. It made him feel odd. Not a good odd though. He bit his lip, hoping that Wally would just move his hand but he didn't. He only got faster. Dick panicked silently. Did he use the safeword now? He'd never used it before. Maybe it was supposed to feel good. Maybe there was something wrong with him? He didn't know but he couldn't stand it anymore. "Red," he choked out. Wally instantly stopped and got off of him with a concerned look. "I'm sorry," Dick added. He quickly got up and ran to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He slid down the door and put his head in his hands. Why didn't he like it? Wally must've done it because it was supposed to feel good but it didn't. The problem had to be him right? He got up and slid the lock on the bathroom door so the speedster couldn't come in. Dick moved to the sink and turned on the faucet, staring at the water blankly for a few moments before cupping his hands together and splashing the cool liquid over his face. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. The hickeys on his neck were getting red. Those he didn't mind. He liked that part. He liked feeling Wally's hands all over him. He just didn't like the last part. What if Wally didn't do any of those anymore? Did he just screw it all up? 

There was a knock at the door but he didn't answer. "Dick? Are you okay in there?" Wally asked. His tone sounded worried. Maybe he didn't screw everything up? Then again, the thought of looking at his boyfriend again was too embarrassing. "I'm fine," he lied. 

"Fine? Dude, you're as fine as me after eighteen cups of coffee." He remained silent. There was no point to not answering. He'd have to leave the bathroom at some point. They'd have to talk about it. "Just tell me what I did wrong." Dick's eyes widened. He'd have to face the music so he could punch that thought out of Wally's head. He unlocked the door quickly and walked out. "No, no, no you didn't do something wrong. It was all me."

"I was the one touching you like that. I should've asked," Wally insisted. 

"You were just doing what everyone else would do. I'm the one who didn't like it. Anyone else would," he answered.

"Not everyone likes that stuff. I went too fast for you like the stupid speedster I am-"

"You're not stupid. Look, both of us feel icky about the situation so why don't we just add it to the list of not yets," he offered. Wally smiled and nodded. "The stuff before that though, that's a definite yes." The taller wrapped his arms around the other's waist and kissed his forehead lightly. 

"Then let's go back to that."

"Did you two have a fun night?" Alfred asked as he served them breakfast in the morning. 

"Yeah it was great," Dick responded, holding hands with Wally under the table. 

"Not to pry into your relationship sir but you might want to cover up the evidence before Master Bruce comes home," the butler suggested, putting a bottle of foundation on the table. Dick smiled at him, his face flushed with embarrassment. "Thanks, Alfie."

"Anything to avoid a shouting match, sir."

Okay maybe I should go do my hw now