Wayne Manor

Bruce Wayne is minding his own business--winding down for the night, in a loose bathrobe, drinking scotch and checking his batcomputer when, all of the sudden a goldenrod boy, Wildfire, meteors through his ceiling. Wildfire is stark naked and eager-eyed, leaping up to drape his arms around Bruce Wayne, who is too shocked to stop the boy before he presses his lips to Bruce's mouth and starts to make out with him. Bruce Wayne sets down his scotch, feeling the boy's hot tonguepush into his mouth. Despite himself, he fights (and wins) domination with his own tongue, wrapping an arm around Wildfire's waist for a brief moment before remembering himself and gently pushing the boy away.

"What the hell?!"

"My name is Ry'andr," says Wildfire. "But you can call me Wildfire. I had to kiss you to learn how to speak the language, and now I would like very much for you to do the fucking to me."

Completely naturally, Wildfire drops to his knees and undoes Bruce's bathrobe.