Dick awoke the next morning, opening his eyes slowly to look at the sleeping hero next to him, wincing as he shifted and felt the pain in his hole.

He heard him and said, "Dick are you ok," He asked, blinking his eyes.

Dick nodded. "Yeah... My ass hurts, though..." He said, voice slurry and dream-like.

He blushed, "Sorry about that. I'm not sure what happened."

"I think Ivy blew some spores in your face or something..." Dick winced. "Could you take a look at it?"

He blushed slightly and said, "Sure. Turn around, I'll look to make sure your not bleeding. Your likely just sore from it."

Dick nodded, rolling onto his belly and spreading his cheeks with his hands to expose his raw, pink hole.

Bruce frowned and got close, shivering. "It looks fine. Just sore from last night is all."

"Good." Dick sighed, visibly relieved.

He frowned, "I'm sorry for what happened. I honestly have no idea what came over me. I'd understand if you don't want to be around me any more," He said walking away.