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"He told me he could start feeding himself last month."
Dick throws a hand over his eyes, remembering the conversation. Damian had looked up at him with those wide green eyes, still in a too-young face.
"Kids his age— he obviously can't feed on them. It's not right. And anyone older who'd sleep with him… they'd be a creep. The kind of person who we should be arresting and tossing in a hole, not someone who should touch him."
Having to take care of a baby incubus is no joke. Dick's fed Damian indirectly for years at this point— and sure, his friends have some reservations about fucking when they're separated from his kid brother by a wall, and yes, an incubus aura may be addictive to most humans— but Dick isn't like most humans, and he definitely isn't a creep.
He just doesn't want Damian to go hungry, that's all.
For Birdwatchers Day 171 "influence"