Robin, of course, wastes no time proposing the idea the next time they're together.
"Pleaseeee?" he asks, giving Artemis and Wally his best puppy dog eyes.
"I don't have a problem with it," Artemis responds, smiling. "So long as she doesn't."
And Robin can see the gears turning in her head, and it's not a stretch to determine what she's thinking about. The knowing smirk tells him she knows he knows, and he can't help but shudder.
Then he turns to Wally and he sees the battle isn't won yet.
"Walllyyyyy," Robin moves closer, until they're barely inches apart, not quite touching but almost and it's enough to drive Wally crazy.
"Rob," he groans, moving to pull him in closer.
But Robin moves away. "Not until you give me the right answer."
"We already have a groove going—"
"But this would make it that much better!"
"Robin, four people?"
"You were the one that proposed the idea of a team orgy, remember?"
"Boys," Artemis cuts in, standing in between them. "Highly entertaining as this is." She pauses to shoot a wink at Robin. "Let me handle this."
Then she turns to Wally and Robin knows she's about to lay the persuasion on thick.
"Let me put it this way," she whispers, hands on Wally's hips and pulling him closer. "Girl-on-girl. Just for you."
Robin can hear Wally swallow. "Fuck," the speedster mutters, and it's clear his resolve is crumbling. "You'd do that?"
"If she's up for it," Artemis says.
Wally groans and moves forward to kiss her. "Fine," he says, before moving to hover over Artemis' neck for a moment and looking Robin. "You can talk to her about it."
Robin beams, kissing Wally over Artie's shoulder.
"Boys, as fun as it is to watch you two make out, the clothes don't come off by themselves."
Robin pulls away, his grin significantly wider. "Dude, Zatanna will totally be able to do that!"