Refresher [for ohmyxhal]

[bird_on_a_wire]

Idly, Dick wonders just how many windows he has climbed through in his life. He figures the number has to be pretty high, and if you figure in things like skylights and times when he didn't so much climb through them as crash through them, he guesses it's pretty astronomical by now. Still, with all those windows behind him, there's still a certain thrill to the act, since it's something that most normal people just don't ever consider doing.

And when he thinks about whose window he's climbing through, that excitement multiplies by about 10.

He's grinning even before he's all the way in her place, one foot just touching the floor. No costume for him tonight, just the usual civilian clothes that help him disappear into a crowd whenever he wants to-- sneakers, leather jacket, t-shirt, and jeans that like most of his wardrobe, lean just a little towards snugly fitted.

"Kory?" He calls out into the room. Just the thought of her raises his heart rate. Not a day of his life has passed since he met the alien woman that she hasn't crossed his mind, at least for a moment. The memories that Dick ties to being with her are sweet and lively and often more than a little distractingly arousing-- just like her. There's never been anyone remotely like her, and the chance to come back to that, even if it's just for a little while, is something he can't picture passing up.

"Kory?" Dick repeats, stepping further into the room.

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[ohmyxhal]

Kory knew well by now that she didn't have to worry about letting Dick into her apartment. She could lock every door and window just for fun and he would still waltz right in in under five seconds. She busied herself instead with making sure the lighting in her apartment was as flattering as possible and that she herself looked and smelled as enticing as she could manage.

Really, it wasn't exactly a challenge to draw Dick to her. There was a magnetic pull between them that kept them coming back to each other despite however much time and whatever drama passed between them.

Kory wouldn't dream of pretending she didn't love it. There was boundless space in her heart reserved for him.

"Here, Dick," she called, taking a moment to comb her fingers through her hair and adjust herself in her sheer babydoll. Being as tall as she was, the nighties that fit her as intended were few and far between, but she took care to keep her best ones within reach for occasions such as this.

She stepped out into the room, grinning in spite of herself. All immediate plans aside, getting to see Dick was always a treat.

"It has been far too long!" She said, crossing closer to him and gathering him up in her arms. "I cannot describe in words how good it is to see you!"

[bird_on_a_wire]

Someone once pointed out to Dick that around certain people-- women especially-- he had the knack of letting the entire rest of the world fall away, and all of his considerable focus became trained on just that one person. Dick didn't know if that was true exactly, but the moment that he heard Kory's voice, there wasn't a thought left in his head that wasn't of her-- of their history, of the laughter, of the times when she'd held him after too many dark nights in Gotham.

When she stepped into view, Dick's heart stopped. There would never be a moment when Kory didn't stun him with her beauty, and ten times that when she was intending to look enticing. The nightie was the kind of wisp of fabric that did nothing to cover her long, generous frame, but instead presented it beautifully. His eyes went up the endless trail of her legs, along her curves and up to those wide, green eyes.

She held him, and Dick didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her in return. "Then I think we're safe to skip the talking part," Dick said, leaning in to press his mouth against her full, waiting lips.