#dickkori

Kori: I’m not sexually attracted to cookware.

Dick: I mix that up with the sexual attraction to inanimate objects. Continue.

Kori: A pansexual is someone who’s attracted to anyone, emotionally, romantically, sexually, regardless of their gender identity. Which means, while I do find you handsome, I also adore the energy you give. It’s a mix of chaos and adventure. Much like me.

Dick: Minus the killing part.

Kori: Yes, you get it. I want to reassure you that while I may find others attractive, my heart will always go back to you.

Dick: Hm… I don’t doubt you, but pansexual still confuses me.

Kori: You told me you swing both ways too.

Dick: I do, but when I find someone I love, that’s me locked in. And you’re that. Babs used to be that, but we fell out of love. Then there was that spring trip with the guys and Wally was there. That was a fling, but you’re better.

Kori: Yes! I’m rubbing that in Wally’s face next time we meet. You’re better than Roy.

Dick: That’s obvious, but I love the praise.

Dick sighed, resting his head on Kori’s chest.

Dick: I’m new to this, but I love you. I want to make you happy, so I want to learn about your love life. Include me in whatever. I’ll probably find it fun. I’m not afraid to try new things or people.

Dick laughed dryly at his joke, making his girlfriend laugh too.

Dick: Seriously though, I’m ready for this. We can do this together.

Kori: Yes, and what matters most is honesty and communication. If something feels off or wrong with what we do in this relationship, I want you to tell me. As I get older, I see how important it is to have that one partner, and you’re mine.

Kori kissed her boyfriend on the lips. He kissed her back.

Dick: No butt stuff. I want to give, not receive.

Kori: That works perfectly for me. And don’t use me as a walking sex toy. I want this to be an equal relationship. I may crave sex, but my brain doesn’t only focus on that. Sometimes it craves violence or knitting.

Dick: That’s why I love you. You’ve got layers—like a really good cake.

Kori: And you carry cake effortlessly.

Dick: You know what? Hell yeah, I do. Oh, one other rule—we need to talk about who we bring into the bedroom. I don’t want to agree to a threesome and Roy is there… or Jason. Eww.

Kori: Sweet Zol, never especially Jason. He’s practically a little brother to me.