Wally straddled Bruce, teasing smile in place as he finished cuffing him to the headboard.

"Acres and acres and its all mine," he joked, running a finger down the scarred skin from Bruce's neck to tickle at his treasure trail.

Wally smiled as he was lifted a little when Bruce thrusts up. "Not for much longer if you don't do something. Hurry up."

"Hey, it's not everyday I get to tie you up, sorry if I intend to enjoy every –" Wally stopped as loud knocking came from his front door. He sighed as he laid down on Bruce's chest. He leaned up and whispered in Bruce's ear, "If we ignore it, how long until they go away?"

Before Bruce could answer a familiar, though vexed, voice called through the door. "Wally, I know you're in there. Your Comm is there and I know you never leave without it. You have two minutes to let me in or I come in myself."

Wally stood up immediately a little panicked. They hadn't gotten around to telling Dick about their relationship just yet. He grabbed the first t-shirt and underwear he saw. Carefully closing the bedroom door he rushed over and opened the door to an annoyed looking Dick, gym bag over one shoulder and large brown paper bag in one hand.

"Everything okay, Dick?" Wally asked as Dick barged past him into the apartment.

"Fight with Babs. I just want to sit down, watch a few films and maybe drink a lot –" he paused in the sitting room, looking confused at Wally. "Walls, whose shirt are you wearing?"

Wally looked down and cursed at himself, he had managed to pick up Bruce's top. It was monstrous on him, revealing most of one shoulder and making the quest for underwear pointless. "Um, I have company over," he said hesitantly, and hoped Dick would leave it at that. He really didn't want to explain why he had Dick's adoptive father handcuffed to his bed.

Dick got a mischievous smile on his face. "Oh really now? And just who could that be?"

He started walking towards the bedroom door, Wally clutched his arm, but Dick slipped out of the hold and was about to grab the handle when it opened. Bruce stepped out, bare foot but wearing his trousers and one of Wally's shirt. Wally thought it must be the old large one he kept for sleeping in, because it was stretched as tight as it could go and he thought none of his regular tops would have fit. Each muscle was defined by the thin material and Wally couldn't take his eyes off of him.

"Dick, that isn't very nice. Do I need to get Alfred to talk to you about manners?" Bruce said in that calm neutral voice of his, but Wally was sure he was teasing from the slight crinkle at his lips and sparkle in his eyes.

"Bruce?! What are you doing here?" Dick asked, open mouthed.

"As Wally was saying, I'm keeping him company. You're interrupting." The smooth reply came. Wally didn't understand how he could be so calm telling Dick he was dating his ward's best friend. That Dick had interrupted his dad fucking his best friend. Especially after his stupid no telling people rule. It was crazy.

Dick seemed at a loss for words for a minute before plunging on ahead. "So you and Wally are dating?" At the simple nod, he continued. "As in sleeping together?" Nod. "Wait that red head. Was that big date two weeks ago with Wally?" This time Bruce had this smirk on his face as he nodded.

Wally smiled as he remembered that date too. For posterity he had dressed up as a woman and teased Bruce with a stunning and very short dress all night. He was well rewarded that night; in the alley behind the restaurant, the limo on the drive back to this apartment and then in the apartment again. Damn he would have to go on a date like that again.

He was shocked out of the pleasant memory as Dick turned and faced him. "You're dating my dad and you didn't tell me? Seriously dude?"

"Um, well we weren't quite sure who should be telling you, and we were actually going to do it together, like this weekend when you came to the house, and we haven't told anyone, you're like the first, and it kinda just happened, and oh god, I'm sorry Dick, I shoulda told you." Wally flushed with embarrassment as he couldn't seem to stop babbling.

"Yeah, dude, you shoulda. We're meant to be best friends, I should not have to find out you're dating my dad because I've interrupted the two of you … being intimate." Dick seemed to start to build up steam but Bruce placed a hand on Dick's shoulder.

"Look, Dick, I asked him not to say anything to anyone." Bruce looked over at Wally for the first time since opening the bedroom door and stopped for a moment. Lust filled his eyes and Wally blushed at it. He shook his head and returned his attention to Dick. "It's not his fault."

"Bruce that hasn't stopped us before and you know it. It's the deal we made, no secrets." Dick said looking back at Wally still angry.

"Well maybe I didn't because I wasn't sure you'd take it well, which by the way dude, you aren't." Wally said back to him starting to build up some steam himself.

Dick sighed, picked up his bag and grabbed Wally's arm dragging him out the apartment and into the hall. "Dude, you want to date Bruce go for it. You'll do each other good but don't put me in the middle. I'm upset you didn't tell me is all."

"Well every time I tried you went on and on about those 'trollops' Bruce dated. Dick, you bitched for half an hour last week about the 'hussy' who went to dinner with him on 'that big date'. Do you know how hard it was to even think of saying that hussy was me? I was going to say something then and all."

It was Dick's turn to look embarrassed. "Oh, I'd forgotten about that. Sorry dude, one of his other ex's had spent the day trying to flirt with me in front of Babs. Look, I'll come over this weekend and we'll have a few beers and talk about it. Cool?"

Wally smiled and nodded. "Look forward to it."

"Good, I'll see you Sat night tell Bruce I said goodbye and I'll cover Gotham tonight, Tim's been asking me to stay at the Manor and help with his forms." Dick smiled and walked away.

Feeling better about the whole thing, Wally returned to his apartment to look at Bruce putting on his shoes. "Bruce?"

"I was thinking it might be best if I went home."

"Didn't you hear that conversation?" Wally asked a little confused.

"I know I tend to stalk you a little Wally, but I'm trying to stay out of your friendship with Dick." Bruce looked up at Wally again and that same lust from earlier filled his eyes.

Smiling Wally walked over and kissed Bruce sweetly. "Thanks. Well, Dick asked me to tell you goodbye, and that he'd look after Gotham tonight."

"You're not going to talk this out?"

"This weekend. So I'm unavailable Sat. But we have the entire of tonight free." Wally went back to straddling Bruce and gave him a deep, passionate kiss. "Now, I believe we were interrupted in something. … Actually how did you get out of those cuffs so quick?"

Bruce smirked, "I'm Batman."

"Ugh, well can I talk you back into them?" Wally asked hopefully.

"Will you keep that shirt on?" Bruce asked as he softly nibbled at Wally's exposed shoulder.

Wally pulled back and looked at him. "You want me to keep your shirt on? You won't be able to wear it home tomorrow."

"I'll borrow this. You look so hot in that." Bruce went back to sucking on Wally's neck.

"You think it's hot when I'm wearing your clothes. You know it's a good thing I like how possessive you can get. Besides, I rather like that look on you too." Wally stood up and shimmied out of his boxers. He briefly wondered if he could find someone to make a lace version of the bat symbol to make into panties and wear the next time he put on a dress, before he smiled seductively and walked back into the bedroom. "Now where were we?"