I still support Wally/Artemis but I really like Dick/Artemis too, so have some of that.
"Why are we doing this?"
His breath is hot against her skin. Not sweetly warm like Wally's. This is hot intense burning passion.
And it's all hers.
He presses himself closer, mouth wet and hot (oh god it's so hot) against her chest, and she moans as his tongue licks the sensitive skin there. He breaks away from her quickly, long enough to push her down on the bed and pull at her jeans, "He's my best friend," he tells her, like she didn't already know.
"He was," she murmurs to him, biting her lip as his hands ghost up her thigh, moving between her legs. A gasp escapes her when he goes in, and she bucks into his hand. "He's dead."
He doesn't reply. He adds another finger, and she gasps again, clutching his head and pulling his face up to hers, quickly covering his mouth with hers.
They always do this, think about Wally when they have sex. His pants are gone quickly, and then he's hovering over her, pumping in and out, a steady rhythm, although all Artemis wants is for him to go faster, just a little bit faster.
Dick presses into her more, kissing her hard. "I- I'm gonna- Artemis I have to-"
"I know," she tells him, gripping his back with long fingers, pulling him closer. "Me- me t-too," she whispers against his mouth.
When they're done, they lie next to each other.
"Why do we do this?" Dick asks, turning to look at her. His finger makes circles across her stomach, and she whispers, "Because we can."