just a guy with arrows

Who is louder?

Ollie, but he is one of the few partners that really manages to get Bruce going. Add it to the fact that he’s observant enough to notice the things that make Bruce more vocal, and Ollie takes it upon himself to make sure he’s eliciting noises from him.

Who is more experimental?

Bruce. Despite being completely satisfied with missionary sex, Ollie sparks a particular creative muse in him. So, there are definitely more gadgets and toys that get modded for fun times in the bedroom. Also, the fact that he casts a perfect silicone replica of his cock for him when they are in their separate cities is pretty indicative of this.

Who takes more risks?

I think that it’s a tie. Both of them have been friends for long enough that they are aware of each other’s romantic history, that getting into something that isn’t just a casual adrenaline fuck in the Watchtower locker room is probably risky for both. 

Do they fuck or make love?

Both. Definitely both. Most days, it’s fucking, because there is just too much testosterone between the two of them, but as the relationship progresses, and more of the kinks of trust and shared history loosen them up, lovemaking becomes the norm, even when the sex is violent, or akin to fucking.

Lights on or off?

Doesn’t matter. Bruce likes to marvel at Ollie’s scar-free skin (thanks, Hal) in the same way that Ollie likes to trace every scar of Bruce’s, ask him where it’s from. Again, they both work hard at maintaining their physique and have nothing to be ashamed of, so it doesn’t matter.

Who is more likely to be caught masturbating?

It’s a tie. Neither of them really need to masturbate, but if they do, they are more than likely sharing that fact with the other.

Who is more likely to suggest a threesome?

Probably Bruce. Either Clark, Diana, maybe even Selina or Dinah if the mood is right. Bruce would also be the one to suggest anonymous threesomes, at those debauched sex clubs in the Gotham Underground. He would enjoy witnessing other people touch, kiss, and fuck Ollie, before taking him home again and re-staking his claim over him.

Has either stolen the other’s underwear?

No, but they probably get mixed up in the wash. 

Who comes first?

Ollie. Once it’s discovered that his refractory period can be cheated, Bruce would work hard to get as many orgasms out of him as he possibly can. With or without some Bat-patented tools.

Who is better at oral and who prefers it?

This.. is a really hard question (no pun intended). Bruce definitely loves going down on Ollie, to the point that it’s all he needs sometimes, but Ollie also enjoys returning back the favor.

Who is more submissive?

Ollie. This isn’t to say that he is a submissive person by nature (because lol) but in their dynamic, there is a pleasure and release in giving up his control to Bruce, in the same way that Bruce enjoys taking it from Ollie. 

Who usually initiates things?

Both of them. At the beginning of their relationship, the first few times, it is definitely Bruce who initiates because Ollie probably doesn’t know what the hell to do with Bruce showing him this sort of attention and doesn’t want to fuck it up. But, once it happens, I am sure that both of them go at it with equal vigour.

Who is more sensitive?

Ollie. After coming back, his nerve endings were also renewed, which means that he feels things better than Bruce does.

Who has the most patience?

Both of them. Both of them are deeply flawed individuals and have to put up with each other’s bullshit in varying degrees.

Which kinks do they share?

“You know Bruce right? He still tries to tell Grayson what to do and I’m pretty sure last time I was standing by the door to the circle table room, there was an archer all clad in green that was getting an ear full. That wouldn’t have been you would it?”

Kara’s diversion into Themyscira brought the subject neatly back around again, and Ollie sat up a little, interested. “You’ve been there?” he asked. “I’ve had the wine and it’s phenomenal, yeah, made me feel like all my blood turned into retsina.” He leaned forward conspiratorially, making sure nobody was in earshot. Or a super-person with enhanced hearing. “Say,” Ollie said, “there’s a new tank in the Watchtower aquarium, top-secret. Wanna go sneak in and take a look at whatever-it-is?”

For the record, I’ve only bitten one person while caffeine deprived, and that was you. 

...not that my girl needs beauty treatments. You beat all of ‘em out the water. Also I pull off shades like a mofo, excuse you.

But Ollie was an expert at pushing down that little voice of dissent, and with Ivy here all pliant as a willow with that astonishing mouth and the alluring look in his eyes (a complex, more shifting shade than Ollie’s own bright green eyes)  it was even easier. He shrugged a little, saying, “You’re a person first and foremost, Ivy, more than being a villain. My superhero code of conduct says we don’t treat people like they’re not human, no matter what they’ve done.”

“sometimes it’s only

                           the madness 

                                                  that makes us who we are.”

-10/4

“Ok Ollie, hand them over. I have to make sure they’re as good as you said.”

He broke open one of his own pastries, revealing a shimmery violet paste inside. “But these’re worth a little lecture. You’re gonna feel like you just ate from the grapevine of the gods.”