Author's note: Here's part two, yay! Pic of Eleanor on the side. Sorry it's so short, I just wanted to give you guys a little peek into Dick's head, see what he's thinking and all that jazz. So without further ado, I present sexual tension part two:
*Nightwing/Dick Greyson's POV
She was beautiful. And infuriating, and smart mouthed, and strong, and she was sixteen.Get it together Greyson, you can't have a thing for this girl, she's way too young. That girl was jailbate, no matter how attractive and capable she may be. She just didn't act like she was sixteen, she acted like she was my age, she seemed to think she was too. I had noticed her little slip ups, it was like she thought she was older than she actually was, it was very strange. As it was I just couldn't get her out of my head. As if she was summoned by my thoughts Batgirl chose that moment to walk in. It felt weird to think of her as batgirl, I wish I knew her name, but it felt weird to ask, seeing as I didn't plan on telling her my name.
"Hey Nightwing." She said as she walked into the training room.
"Batgirl." I returned.
"I was wondering if you wanted to spar again?" She asked me.

"Maybe you should spar with Conner, he would be a better match for your strength." I turned away.
She walked over to me, put a hand on my shoulder and said,
"but I wanna spar with you, Conner may be strong, but you have skill, I want to learn from you."
"You seemed to be doing fine last time we sparred." I said quietly.
"Maybe I got lucky."
"Fine."
...
She was not lucky, she was good, plain and simple. But I was determined to beat her, no one had beat me until her, I think it was part of the reason I was so attracted to her. She was too focused I had to distract her somehow. She flipped me onto my back but threw her off of me before she could pin me. While she was still recovering I knocked her down and tried to pin her like she had pinned me. She was about to break my hold so I did the only thing I could think of to distract her, I kissed her.