Damian woke to something soft pressed against his shoulder, fingers made designs as they trailed down his back. It wasn't often Damian woke up last, but he figured his body finally needed the sleep. After two weeks of patrols and PR, with only an hour or so in between, it would make since last night's vigorous activity sent him over the edge.
Damian made a sound deep in his throat as the hand reached his lower back, then started to trail around his waist. The debate for control didn't take long for Damian's darker side to win; he flipped over and pinned the redhead to the mattress, his long dark hair making a cage around their faces. Hazel eyes looked up at him in shock, then amusement.
"Well, good morning Red Knight," the redhead mused in a husky voice, hips moving slightly against Damian's.
The man closed his eyes in a soft moan. The thought that he should take off his mask passed by fleetingly, but the look in those eyes had shot it down quickly enough. "God," Damian moaned, grinding his hips, "are you always this horny in the morning?"
"Just when I'm in bed with you," the redhead said it in a way that Damian wondered if there might have been others in bed, looking into those hazel eyes, feeling those sexy lips on every inch of their body.
Years ago Damian would have threatened to kill anyone who even thought about his redhead that way, but he was a grown man now. At twenty-five, he could control those born and bred tendencies. He leaned down, kissing the redhead on the throat. He nipped and sucked, licking until the skin was a deep red. Damian's mark.
"I have school today," the redhead moaned. "What are the other staff going to think?"
"That you had a crazy night," the man said, "and a wild morning."
Hands grabbed Damian's hips, moving them closer as unintelligible sounds fell from the redhead's lips. Finally a word came, "Late. I'm going to be late."
With a sigh, Damian pulled away and flipped onto his back. "Fine. Go save some kid's life. Or at least stop him from being in one of the gangs we'll have to clean up."
The redhead gave him a peck on the lips, whispering a soft "I love you" before running off to shower.
Damian waited until he could hear the water running before he responded, "I love you to, Colin."
A/N In this world Damian is the visuality known as the Red Knight (you can imagine it a mix between Batman and Nightwing's costumes) and Colin is a school councilor. They don't live together, and they have a bit of an open relationship (though they never see anyone else).