Every now and then, his fingers would twitch in reaction to the stimuli. It was a small thing, but it was all of the small things together that were starting to get to him. There was very little he knew about the culture of Dominants and submissives outside of pop culture, but from what Peter understood, subs were the sort who just wanted to be hurt and who would sit and take it from someone they cared about. That didn't exactly seem like the idea of a runaway romance to him.

There was no way he could deny the effect Robin was having on his slowly-crumbling walls, however. She knew how to speak and wasn't letting him poke any holes into her confidence or right to be there, and the longer she kept firm, the more he ached to simply let her win. But what happened after that?

"Even if..." He frowned, brows furrowing together as he processed what she said. "If it's like you're saying, it messes you up in the head. Even then, people still don't realize? That sounds miserable."