"Whatever it is, it won't be us tonight," Riddler teases with a small nibble on Oswald's ear. "I'm sorry, ignore him." The nibble is followed with a kiss. "We won't risk hurting you. Not with this. Not like this." His hands rub over Oswald's chest and belly, trying to be soothing, even if he's not very familiar with how to actually be soothing.