Love Drunk Confessions (and other bad habits) (3,426 words/completed): Jason Todd x Reader; Jason Todd x Y/n (shameless smut; Jason Todd has a shopping problem; Jason Todd has a light breeding kink)
Rookie's Luck (3,462 words/completed): Tim Drake x Kon El; TimKon (shameless smut; mlm; funny; improper use of tactile telekinesis)
A Bat-signal for Robin (2,194 words/completed): Tim Drake x Bernard Dowd, TimBern (shameless smut; mlm; consensual somnophilia; praise k!nk; inappropriate use of the bat-signal)
The Sun is also a Star (18,246 words/completed): Roy Harper x Dick Grayson, Roy Harper x Donna Troy (plot with smut, grief, wholesome, teen titans nostalgia, poli relationships, happy ending)
Bulletproof Purple (3,264 words/completed): Stephanie Brown x Tim Drake, TimSteph (fluff, short&sweet; teen pregnancy; Tim Drake is down bad for Stephanie Brown; cute; making out)
A Love Through Struggle Born (19,182 words/completed): DamiJon, Damian Wayne x Jon Kent (romance, injury recovery, inspired by "The Summer Hikaru Died", teen romance, first kiss, no smut)
It's a Superboy thing (2,880 words/completed): Superblond, Bernard Dowd x Kon El (mlm, smut no plot, improper (very proper) use of tactile telekinesis)
Kon El's adventures at Gotham University (1,694 words/completed): TimBerKon, Tim Drake x Bernard Dowd X Kon El (mlm, smut no plot, seven minutes in heaven)
The Adults are Talking (3,038 words/completed): Dick Grayson x Roy Harper; (shameless smut; secret relationship; making out; mlm)
A Fighting Chance (44,751 words/completed): Tim Drake x Bernard Dowd, Timbern (mlm, smut, plot, Tim Drake and Bernard meet at college, children of Dionysus)
Tooth and Nail (Part 2 of "A Fighting Chance) (39,527 words/completed): Tim Drake x Bernard Dowd, Timbern (mlm, smut, plot, Tim Drake and Bernard meet at college, children of Dionysus; Bernard Dowd-centric)
Motorcycle Boy (8,453 words/completed): Jason Todd x Superboy Prime, PrimeHood (smut, romance, road trip, first time, "I love you")
Second Chances (10,343 words/completed): Young Jason Todd & Dick Grayson bonding (no romance, angst, brothers bonding)
Tokyo Knight (13,898 words/completed): Bruce Wayne x female oc, oc is a member of the League of Assassins (smut, violence, pre-batman Bruce Wayne)
Dead End (14,627 words/completed): Jason Todd x Superboy Prime, PrimeHood (smut, angst, romance, wound care, violence)
Binary System (23,758 words/completed): Jason Todd x Star Sapphire fem!OC (Star Sapphire Jason Todd, smut, angst, fluff, romance)
On Cloud Nine (2,769 words/completed): Silver St. Cloud x Bruce Wayne (shameless smut, that's it)
Conflict of Interest (24,543 words/completed): SuperBat, Clark Kent x Bruce Wayne, Zatanna x Lois Lane (smut, angst, action)
Through the Night (24,599 words/completed): early days Nightwing x fem!OC (smut, action, violence)
Birds of a Feather (11,234 words/completed): Jason Todd & young Tim Drake bonding (No romance, angst with a happy ending)
Lovebomb (4,254 words/completed): TimKon, Tim Drake x Kon-El (angst, smut)
Wiped Out (3,088 words/completed): TimKon, Tim Drake x Kon-El (fluff and smut)
Forget me not (17,820 words/completed): y/n x Nightwing, y/n is a member of the League of Assassins (smut, violence)
The Devil's Associate (5,423 words/completed): y/n x Jason Todd, y/n is the daughter of a mobster with a hit out for her (smut, violence)
Gotham Girl (5 volume series/completed): Sentient Gotham OC x Jason Todd (Robins focused) (smut, action, plot, violence)
"Love Drunk Confessions (and other bad habits)" 1/1
Summary:
Your boyfriend Jason Todd has a problem... he can't buy anything for himself without also buying you something, which means you often come home to bundles of items from your wish list waiting for you. Your racoon boyfriend also has another problem though, he can't keep his hands off of you and well... mumbling and drunk of sex he makes a confession you weren't expecting.
Shameless fluffy smut with Jason being enamoured by you where he can't hold himself back and is down so so so bad.
Tags: Jason Todd x Reader; Jason Todd x y/n; shameless smut; 0ral!fem receiving; Jason Todd is a munch; p in v s3x; overstimulation; established relationship; Jason Todd has a light breeding kink; unsafe s3x; cr3amp!3; Jason calls reader Baby;
Ao3 Link here
Word count: 3,426 words
Hi!
I don't tend to write a lot of y/n fics since I actually find these quite challenging to do but decided to give it a go when I had the idea of Jason's childhood poverty affecting how he interacts with money and buying things from himself once he does have some of it. The breeding kink part sorta popped up as I was trying to figure out how to wrap up the fic by bringing back his love for spoiling you and well, you'd surely need a whole lot of new clothes and everything for the baby if you were to actually have one so, why not?
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You hear the door closing and Jasonās heavy steps over the sound of running water. You rush to wipe away any soap from your eyes just in time for him to catch up to you in the bathroom, poking his head inside the steamy and fragrant room.
āMmmnā¦ hey babyā¦ā ā He says leaning by the doorframe and catching sight of you naked for a moment with dreamy eyes.
āHey, honey! Iāll be done in a bit, you wanna join?ā
āNah, Iāll just chill for a bitā¦ā ā His actions betray him and he canāt help but rush inside the bathroom, opening the glass door and taking a playful squeeze of your ass. ā āMm gimme a kiss.āĀ
You kiss his cheek and then lips, making him and the white streak in his hair wet.
āSee you in a bit.ā ā He squeezes you again before rushing out.
You smile and giggle and you donāt hear the hurried footsteps rushing in and out of the bedroom. You donāt hear the sounds Jason makes planking on the floor by his side of the bed as he squeezed another few books to his existing pile. You also donāt hear him fuss over perfectly folding the clothes he has set up on your bedside. You donāt hear him change his clothes and you donāt hear him collapsing onto the couch with a loud exhale. You hear the water running and the sound of your own thoughts rushing around with desire.Ā
He looked so good when he stood by the doorway.
There had been something about Red Hood that was so enticing, forbidden, thrilling. Jason thoughā¦ the more Jason put his walls down the more attractive he became somehow. It was the way his eyes sparkled when he looked at you, how young he looked in the early morning with his hair messy against the pillow, his lips poutty and slightly parted. Red Hood was hot, Jason was beautiful.
You left the bathroom on your tip toes, hoping to be able to get dressed without him seeing you when you froze by the door to the bedroom: there was a small pile of clothes on your side of the bed, a bottle of perfume over them, again. You smiled and shook your head, rushing to inspect the loot with the towel falling off of your body. You inspected the clothes to find they were all items youād been looking at the night before āĀ all items you wanted but couldnāt possibly justify.
āYouāre so sneakyā¦ā ā You mutter to yourself smiling as you pick up item after item, all the right size of course.
You circle the bed and drop the towel, getting on your knees and spying under his side of the bed. As expected you found three new residents there, three large hard cover books.
āOh Jayā¦ā ā You sighed getting yourself up and rushing to your closet, putting on your and Jasonās favourite pyjamas, a set he gave you much the same way, of course.
He is half asleep on the couch by the time you get to him, his legs spread so wide it was almost rude, his hand tucked in under his t-shirt rubbing his chest and stomach in slow movements and a juice box hanging off the side of his mouth, the straw lazy on his bottom lips.Ā
You prance over to him and sit down at the coffee table between his legs, your hands finding his thighs and rubbing them up and down.
āJay?ā āĀ You ask with a naughty smile. ā āJaaayyā¦ā
āMmā¦ heyā¦ shit, almost fell asleep!ā āĀ He exclaims opening his eyes and dropping the empty juice box beside him. ā āOh, hellooā¦ā
His eyes inspect you, his hand frozen over his stomach as he takes in the sight of your glowing skin under the silky little two piece he loves so much. He swallows hard and his eyes narrow, his hand slowly making its way down until they reach his belt buckle. He thrusted his hips up and bit his lip at the sight of your legs spreadings open while your arms squeeze your boobs, making them pour out of the cami top.
āBaby, what is that on my side of the bed, huh?ā āĀ You ask shifting your own hips, his eyes darting all over you, undecided.
āUhmā¦ just, just stuffā¦ā ā He says with fingers that played with the button in his jeans, aching to undo it.
āHow did you know I wanted those, huh?ā ā You ask straddling the coffee table, your boobs bouncing from the motion.
āYou- damnā¦ you were looking at it last nightā¦ saw you put it in and out of the basket three timesā¦ā
āAnd how did you know I didnāt buy them?ā
āI just didā¦ you never buy yourself stuff like thatā¦ā ā He says finally undoing the buttons and pulling the zipper down, his mouth hanging slightly open.
āStuff like what?ā
āStuff thatās just pretty, that you might only wear a couple times cause itās too much for the office or stuffā¦ā ā His bulge pressed over the open gap in his jeans and you squeezed your eyes shut, too much to take in.
āHmmā¦ well thank you, Jayā¦ā ā You say drawing one hand over the inside of your thigh, reaching the crotch of the mini shorts and pulling them to the side. ā āWas that before or after your little trip to Barnes & Noble, huh?ā
He widens his eyes catching sight of your pink flushed lips blinking at him, your greedy fingers trailing the outer labia. His tongue runs over his lips.
āAfterā¦ Iā¦ shut upā¦ā ā He gives up halfway pressing his bulge with hungry eyes that finally settled for only one part of you.
āYou know you donāt have to do that, right? You can just buy yourself thingsā¦ you donāt have to buy me something every time you buy yourself somethingā¦ā āĀ You ask pulling your fingers away just a bit to display the wetness growing.
āI knowā¦ I know Iām messed up but come on, babyā¦ you really gonna sit there wearing that set I got you and complain about it?ā
āI want you to buy yourself things guilt free, babyā¦ why do you always do it?ā
āIf I have extra cash to treat myself I can treat you as wellā¦ā ā He says pulling his cock out of the underwear, the head poking out of the foreskin glistening.
āExcept my stuff was hundreds more dollars that your three booksā¦ā ā You say with a whimper, two fingers circling your clit making you lose composure for a moment.
āFour actuallyā¦ā ā He replies running his hand over his length with a deep sigh, nodding at a small pocket book on the coffee table beside you. ā āFourā¦ the other onesā¦ were really expensive tooā¦ hardcoverā¦ā
You lean back to your elbows and run your fingers lower, aching to go inside.
āNo.ā ā He stops you slowing his own movements. ā āBadā¦ donātā¦ā
āOh come onā¦ā ā You circlle your entrance aching to go inside.
āPleaseā¦ please let meā¦ā ā He says getting up in one fast movement and picking up up in his arms.
He kisses you hard and desperate, kicking his jeans off his ankles and rushes you to the bedroom. He holds you with one hand under your pussy to stabilise you and as he approaches the bedroom moans and whimpers escape his lips as he feels the wetness of your cunt soaking through the silk.Ā
He drops you onto bed slowly, removing his t-shirt and underwear while staring at you. You make mention of removing your shorts but he quickly dissuades you, grabbing the sides of your hips himself and squeezing them tight in his wide palms. He mounts you in bed, crawling over you with a boner so hard you imagine it must hurt a bit. He pays no mind to it though, obsessed with you.
Jason moves up in bed, carrying you with him with one arm hooked around your waist and switches places with you, laying back by the bed frame. You giggle, his pleading eyes all you need to know.
āYou sure?āĀ
āPleaseā¦ you smell so goodā¦ youāre so wet, I wanna taste itā¦ā
āYouāre gonna make a messā¦ā ā You say drawing your fingers around his pouty lips, Jason always made a mess when he ate you out.
āI promise.ā ā He begs with a glint in his eye and hands that finally pulled the pyjamas off of you.
You undress fully and he smiles stupid at your figure, his hands caressing your every curve and taking handfuls of you where he could while you bring yourself up above him. You hover over him for a moment, throwing your hair back and he canāt take it anymore hooking his arms around your thighs and yanks you down to him. You sit on his face with force and moan at the feeling, your clit pressed against his full lips.
āJay! Mnnhnmā¦ā ā You exclaim grabbing the bedframe.
āMmmnnnā¦ā ā He moans against you, kissing your clit.
Jason keeps you low, his huge biceps bulging as he made sure you wouldnāt lift yourself off of him. He kisses your clit until he felt a familiar warmth on his face, then suckling on it like he was trying to draw something from it. The sweet sounds you make his reward for holding his breath so long. His tongue came later, slow and soft he circles you and runs it up and down over your clit and hole soft and sloppy. You shudder and your hips twitch, a shaking of your thigh giving it away.
āOh babyā¦ā ā He moans against you, his warm breath making you shudder. ā āAlready?ā
āMmnnhnā¦ Jayā¦ oh godā¦ā
āShhhā¦ I got youā¦ā
He points his tongue, pushing it against your entrance and refusing to touch your clit again, he wanted you to be so on edge youād melt over him the moment he came inside you. He needed you to be so turned on youād relinquish any composure and completely surrender to his whims. A tricky gamble to play, he knew he was in danger of making a fool of himself the moment he bottomed out.Ā
As promised Jason eats you out sloppy and messy, his face covering in a mix of his saliva and your sweet juices as he canāt get enough of you. He eats you out with soft moans an whimpers leaving his throat until he pulls you off of him abruptly. You falter forwards, holding yourself up against the wall struggling to catch your breath.
āWoah!āĀ
āI need to fuck you, baby.ā ā He says manhandling you, pulling you lower down towards his cock. ā āFuck, I need to fuck youā¦ā
You smile and rub your wet pussy against his tip, grinning as his head falls back against the pillow. His arms tighten around your hips and he urges you to take him inside. You didnāt need much encouragement, Jason had given you everything except the sweet relief you needed.
You need it bad.Ā
Dripping and twitching already you take him inside with a switch of the hip, not needing to hold him to guide him inside you. You lower yorself slowly, taking him inch by inch watching his breathing grow ragged, his abs tense and his bulging adamās apple move up and down obscenely as he swallows hard. You wish you could see how it looked when he ate you out.
āThatās itā¦ oh my godā¦ thatās itā¦ā ā He moans moving his hands up to your waist, caressing the soft part between your waist and hips with delicate thumbs.
āMmmnnnn yeahā¦ you feel so good, babyā¦ā ā You respond reaching the bottom of his dick, his length completely enveloped inside your walls.
You shift your hips keeping all of him fully tucked inside and his eyes roll to the back of his head. You do it for some time before he mumbles something.
āWhat?ā
āPlease, fuckā¦ thatās too muchā¦ā āĀ He repeats himself louder.
āOh, thatās too much? How about this?ā ā You pull back and start riding his length, indulging in dropping fast and hard against his crotch the moment you reach the base of his dick.
Jasonās whole body jerks at the motion, and he brings his legs up behind your back. He forces himself to watch you, the sight of your tits bouncing making him delirious.Ā
It is too much, too good. He canāt keep it all to himself. He knows you like to ride him but he also knows you werenāt going anywhere like this, he knew he had to give a little more so you could feel as good as he did and Jason?Ā
Jason is a very generous man.
Jason wraps his arm around your waist and brings you closer down, your breasts squish against his plump chest and he begins to thrust into you, hard. You try to steady yourself by wrapping your arms around his neck, your fingers aching to play with his hair, to tickle the back of his neck but you can barely hold on. Jason groans and pants as he grabs you and thrusts into you with a faster and faster pace. You feel your clit throbbing, your walls so wet it makes an obscene squelching sound that only turns him on further.
āNo, I canātā¦ switchā¦ā ā He begs with a pained moan. ā āLet me top you, babyā¦ā
You have no say in the matter, a hum stays stuck in your throat as he throws you off to the side and tops you, all while still staying buried deep inside you.
āAhh thatās it, fuckā¦ā ā He celebrates unwrapping his arms from you and grabbing your thighs instead.
His grip is tight, the yellow bruises marking his favourite spots getting pressed down under his greedy fingers. He yanks you so your back would be halfway off the mattress and you sigh at the position, his dick rubbing a tender spot inside you that makes you cum explosively and without warning. You yell, you pant and you moan all at the same time with your arms tossed around your head, limp against the soft bed.
āYeah, baby? That good?ā ā He asks smiling through heavy breathing.
One of his hands find their way around your thigh to your stomach, resting gently on your lower belly and he caresses you sweetly through your orgasm all while he carries on pumping into you.
āI wonāt be long now, babyā¦ fuckā¦ you feel so goodā¦ā ā He says drinking in the sight of your furrowed brows, your ribcage expanding as you try to breathe through the waves of pleasure demolishing any strength you had left in you.
It was always good, it was always better than the time before, somehow. This time, this time Jason made sure it would be even better. He thrusted into you, pounding and slamming his balls against your ass while his hands caressed your belly and your boobs, touching all the spots that made you tickle, all the spots he knew were sure to get you back to that edge again.
āJayā¦ mmmā¦ā
āYeah thatās right.ā ā He says squeezing your waist on his way up from cradling your lower belly, your bouncing tits all his eyes can focus on. ā āYou think you can come for me again?ā
āYeahā¦ mmmā¦ yeah I willā¦ just a little- just a little moreā¦ā ā You moan with your eyes closed, a shame you couldnāt keep them open to watch him as his fingers flick your hard nipple.
āMmmnnnā¦ so pinkā¦ youāre soā¦ youāre so sweet for me baby, youāre so good to meā¦ā
āYouāre the one who spoils me, Jayā¦ā ā You msuter through gasps and soft whimpers.
āShhā¦ no I donātā¦ bare minimumā¦ bare minimum, babyā¦ā ā He whispers grabbing your boob and squeezing it tightly in his plam. ā āFuck! Y/n!ā
And with a loud groan shouting after you, Jason comes so hot and heavy inside you you can feel his warm seed flooding you inside. It was a feeling like no other that you cherished so deeply it always made you want to do it all over again.
āFuckā¦ babyā¦ mmmnnnā¦āĀ ā His head hangs low and his grip grows softer on you, his hand falls from your breast and rests heavy over your stomach. ā āDid you-ā
āJay, quickā¦ rub meā¦ā ā You order thrusting his throbbing dick with what little strength you had left in you.
āShit, yeahā¦ā ā He lowers his hand and with two fingers draws circles around your clit, varying how heavy he pressed.
You sigh heavily and moan, your walls clasping around him twitching hard as you came again.
āYeah, goodā¦ goodā¦ oh, youāre so beautifulā¦ baby youāre so beautiful when you come for me like thatā¦ I love when you tell me what to doā¦ I love when you make sure I give you the bestā¦ā ā He says leaning down and smothering you in kisses on your neck, cheeks and finally lips.
āMmnnhnnā¦ godā¦ Iāmā¦ hhmmnnnā¦ā ā You canāt speak, waves of pleasure crashing over your chest and rippling through your body making you feel so loved you could cry.
āImma stay inside for a bit yeah?ā āĀ He asks caressing your face, his thumb running circles over your pouty lips.
āMmmnnn donāt goā¦ā
āI wonātā¦ Iām stayingā¦ itāll be a mess when I pull outā¦ fuck, I came so hard baby you have no ideaā¦ā ā He mumbles as his body starts to weigh heavier over you but you donāt mind, it feels good to be pressed under him with nowhere to go.
He does just as he promised, staying buried inside you for as long as he could until he grew too soft to keep it in any longer. He pulls out of you with a soft moan and immediately sat back on the bed watching you. His eyes were lowered watching his cum drip from you.
āBaby?ā
āHm?āĀ
āImma finger my cum back into youā¦ā ā He says coming closer to you and spreading your thighs wider.
āJay?ā
āYou look so pretty, a little swollenā¦ was I too hard?ā ā He notes playing with his cum against your entrance, rubbing it around your raw pussy.
āJust the right amount, babyā¦ā ā You say smiling. ā āDoes that look good?ā
āYou have no ideaā¦ā ā He pushes his cum back inside you slowly, gentle with you. He knew heād fucked you maybe harder than he shouldāve but he couldnāt help it, it felt so good he forgot himself. āĀ āYou look so good full of meā¦ā
āMmmnnnā¦ā ā It feels good, you wouldnāt come again from it, not so soon but it still felt so good, so soft you close your eyes.
Jason played with your pussy with the tips of his fingers, driving his cum back inside you and rubbing it all over your sore and swollen labia with heavy breathing, his dick twitching. He didnāt notice your eyes were closed.
āY/nā¦Ā imagine how much more I could buy you if you were carryinā¦ā ā He stops abruptly.
āHuh?ā āĀ You ask being pulled back from a dazed state, unsure what heād said, he always mumbled to himself after sex.
āOh, youāre falling asleep?ā āĀ He chuckles drawing his fingers out of you. ā āThatās fine, sleepā¦ Iāll clean you upā¦ā āĀ He says kissing your inner thigh and caressing your stomach again.
āWhat did you say?ā āĀ You ask resting a hand over his, caressing him gently.
āOhā¦ nothingā¦ā ā He says with aĀ nervous chuckle, drunk of sex like usual saying more than he should. āĀ āNothingā¦ā ā His hand betrays him, caressing you softly over the curve of your lower belly, the softest part of you.
āYou said you were gonna buy me something?ā āĀ You ask furrowing your brow.
āYeahā¦ I saidā¦ā āĀ He leans over and kisses your forehead. āĀ āI said, imagine how much more I could buy you if you were carrying my babyā¦ā ā He says quietly, soft chuckles stopping him from speaking clearly.
Your eyes shoot open and meet his an inch away from his face, his hand splayed wide over your womb territorially.
āWhat now?!ā
He shuts you up with a kiss, his wide eyes shifty.
āNothing!ā ā He exclaims squeezing you in his arms. ā āNothing! Donāt listen to me! Iām not used to having money and Iām getting all sorts of crazy ideas! Donāt listen to me!ā
You roll in bed laughing as he hides his face from you, embarrassed by just how much heād said and afraid of seeing your reaction. You donāt let him hide though, you seek his beautiful blushing cheeks and cover him in kisses, the bed turning messy and dirty but neither of you mind ā youāre not done for the night, not even close.
Ahh Is there still enough time left for another one?!?!?!
For @superblond-bingo card #3 "Come Back to Bed" I drew Bernard taking a selfie to get Kon, well, back to bed! Featuring a ridiculously oversized t-shirt, a Robin pop socket, freckles and a soft slightly sunburnt belly!
I've picked up some pencils for the first time in about 10 years and a big part of it was cause I love seeing the artwork people create in this community and it's been loads of fun learning to draw again ā¤ļø
Shameless plug but this drawing is a total tie in to the fic I wrote "It's a Superboy Thing" also for Superblond Bingo.
P.S. Please be gentle, I'm really loving drawing again and I'm trying my best with what I have š
This story follows Talia fiercely protecting a baby Damian Wayne and a catatonic post-resurrection Jason Todd from her father's wrath, saving Jason Todd from ever becoming the resentful Red Hood and freeing herself from the League in the process.
An alternative story of what happened after Jason was found by Talia, where she runs back to Gotham with a 2 year old Damian and a post-pit Jason seeking Bruce's support as she prepares to set out on a quest of her own.
Not even a week after Tim confesses his feelings for Kon, Superboy finds himself exposed to Red-Kryptnite while saving the Earth with Clark. Superman disappears after exposure to the rock and Kon? Kon flies to Gotham with only one thing in mind.
Alternatively, the one where Clark and Bruce scour the Earth for Kon while heās busy fuck!ng Tim silly.
Tags: Kon El x Tim Drake; one shot; shameless smut; service top Kon El; power bottom Tim Drake; inappropriate use of tactile telekinesis; first time; Tim Drake likes to be ch0k3d to no one's surprise; Kon El is down so so bad; this is kinda funny ngl; Bruce Wayne is funny as hell; Clark Kent is losing it (see AO3 for more tags)
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 3,462 words
āShitā¦ā ā Kon said picking himself up, the impact of the large meteorite had knocked him out for a second.
He looked around the expanse of desert and couldnāt spot Superman anywhere.
āShit shit shitā¦ā ā He said standing with some difficulty trying to spot him. ā āSuperman?!ā ā He shouted into nothing.
Theyād diverted most of the rocks, Earth was saved but there was something about this last oneā¦ Superman had disappeared while theyād intercepted it, leaving Kon to shoulder the boulder all by himself. It was strange, uncharacteristic.Ā
He walked up to it hearing a strange scintillating sound coming from it, calling him. The rock was cracking and the desert sun reflected on the surface of the boulder glistening red. Konās mouth hung open as he walked closer towards it, his breathing quickened. He stretched his hand at the rock with a burning curiosity and it cracked further, splitting in half. The rockās core was made up of bright red crystal so beautiful Kon gasped. He leaned forwards to stare at it and frowned seeing the rock suddenly liquefy. It reached for him, the liquid acted almost in a sentient manner. Kon widened his eyes and held back his breath, slowly backing away from the strange rock.
āEasyā¦ easy thereā¦ Clarkā¦ Clark where the hell are you?!ā āĀ He backed away slowly, his hands raised, he was ready to bolt.
The rock was faster than him though, the soft bell like ringing sound it made hypnotised Kon and he moved too slowly, the liquid enveloping his body for a moment before retracting. He fell on the sand and for a moment he felt complete and utter bliss. He laughed loudly, and gasped, he wasnāt just happy, he was deliriously happy. He laughed and smiled and felt waves of pleasure course through his body making him feel alert.
āOh my godā¦ this isā¦ā ā He couldnāt put a sentence together, rambling and feeling his heart racing.
He laid there, rolling in the sand giggling with his mind overtaken by the strange rock until it subsided, he slowly felt like he was waking up from an incredible dream and the only thought to come to his mind was a face and a name, both so beautiful he clenched every muscle at the thought.
āTim.ā
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Tim was picking up speed, manouvering through the skate park with that characteristic agility of his. This would be it, he was finally fast enough, heād reach the top of the ramp and be able to do a backflip on air. It was a pretty stupid stunt, admittedly, but Kon wasnāt there to chastise him for it, so why not?
He skated up the ramp and threw his body backwards while in the air, grabbing the board underneath him with his knees tucked in. He looked back and let go of the board, ready to come down when something impacted against his body. Tim was in the air and then he was suddenly falling into someoneās arms and being carried away āĀ Tim was flying.
āWooah!ā ā He exclaimed hitting his head against Konās chest. ā āKon?!ā
They reached the manor before Tim could blink and Kon broke through the window of Timās room with his back, shielding his body. They fell on the ground and Kon laughed.
āKon?! What the hell?!ā āĀ Tim exclaimed squished against the wood floor, Konās body heady over him.
āHey Robinā¦ā ā Kon said getting himself up.
He sat down on Timās ass, looking down at him with so much lustā¦ Timās baggy shirt had ridden up revealing his back. His underwear was poking out from his baggy jeans, the Calvin Klein band making Kon swallow with difficulty. He lifted himself slightly and turned Tim around underneath him, leaning down and kissing him hard, grabbing onto his cheeks.
āMmnhā¦ hang onā¦ Kon?ā āĀ Tim fought him off, a frown in his brow forming as he inspected Kon. āĀ āWhat happened?ā
āWhen you said you had feelings for meā¦ the other dayā¦ that was the happiest Iāve ever beenā¦ā ā He leaned back down and kissed Tim again, his hands now holding his body instead.
Tim smiled and kissed Kon back, enamoured by his explosive affection. Konās hands grabbed Timās waist tightly, playing with his shirt.
āI am so incredibly into youā¦ you have no ideaā¦ I donāt think I could ever explain just how into you I amā¦ā
āKonā¦ come onā¦ I- I can tellā¦ā ā Tim giggled and started to relax, focusing on the feeling of Konās hands on his body ā heād dreamt of this many times before. ā āWerenāt you saving Earth just now?ā
āSaved, I need youā¦ nowā¦ā ā Kon growled kissing Timās neck, biting him softly.
āOh fu- mmnnnā¦ Konā¦ okayā¦ this isā¦ newā¦ā āĀ Tim said rolling his eyes back, the furthest theyād gotten since Tim confessed his feelings were a couple tame makeout sessions. This? This felt different.
āI need you.ā āĀ Kon said sitting up and removing his gloves, throwing his sunglasses to the side and removing his shirt. ā āI need you so badā¦ā
Tim watched incredulous, Konās naked upper body making his stomach tense. He lowered his gaze, something calling his attention south of Konās chiselled abs. He widened his eyes seeing Konās bulge under his suit.
āOh, Konā¦ā ā Tim smirked feeling his own dick hardening under Konās ass.
āI canāt help it, Robinā¦ I canāt help itā¦ youāre too hotā¦ youāre too incredibleā¦ fuckā¦ I canāt stop myselfā¦ā āĀ He lowered himself again and dragged his hands under Timās shirt, rubbing his hands all over his body, squeezing his chest and moaning softly into Timās mouth as he did so.
Tim responded, pressing his hips up against Kon and suckled on his lower lips, the metal from his piercings turning him on even more. He couldnāt believe it, one moment he was in the skatepark trying to keep himself busy while Kon was out having bonding time with Clark and the next theyād broken through his bedroom window and were now having the hottest makeout session heād ever had in his life.Ā
āTim, I need youā¦ā ā Kon said sitting up again and pulling Timās shirt with him.
Tim let him remove it and watched as Kon drooled seeing his naked upper body.
āCalm downā¦ itās fineā¦ heyā¦ look at meā¦ā āĀ Tim cupped Konās cheek, a bit of suspicion still making him wonder what had spurred this affection out of him.
Kon bit his lip and Tim found himself in the air again, being tossed into bed.
āHey!ā ā He laughed falling back against his pillows.
āTim, youāre the best person Iāve ever met, do you know that?ā ā Kon asked above him, lowering himself and laying half on top of Tim, half on the bed.
He kissed Timās neck and carried on kissing him lower and lower, his hands holding Tim tightly, grabbing him territorially. He kissed his neck and collarbone, then moving down to his chest. He suckled on Timās nipple and his dick twitched feeling goosebumps cover Timās body. Tim cradled the back of Konās head while he suckled on him and let out soft whimpers.
āKonā¦ mmnhhpphhā¦ yeahā¦ fuckā¦ Konā¦āĀ
Kon let go and carried on trailing south, kissing each of Timās abs and drawing his tongue over his fragrant skin.Ā
āTim, I know we havenāt reallyā¦ talkedā¦ about thisā¦ā ā He sat up and looked at Tim with wide eyes, his hand resting over Timās stomach. ā āButā¦ can we?ā
āWha- youā¦ likeā¦ you wanna?ā āĀ Tim stuttered, something about Konās touch electrifying him in a way that confused him.
āCan I fuck you?ā ā Kon asked short of breath.
āIā¦ like now?!ā āĀ Tim laughed but his eyes betrayed him, he wanted it so bad he was glad Kon had asked, saving him the trouble of begging for it.
āI canā¦ helpā¦ I can make it easier, you know?ā āĀ Konās face was docile, his messy curls adorning his soft features and making Timās heart beat faster.
āWhat, what do you mean?āĀ
āI can make itā¦ not hurtā¦ at allā¦ā ā He said lowering his hand towards Timās waistband, hooking his fingers over it.
āHow- oh, ohā¦ā āĀ Tim pulled himself up, resting on his elbows, he looked down at Konās suit and noticed a wet patch forming on it.
āCan Iā¦ show you?ā ā Kon said lowering himself a bit, coming closer to Tim.
āI- sure, mhmā¦ā
Kon brought his hand back down to Timās lower stomach, spreading his palm wide and closed his eyes for a moment, focusingā¦ he increased bloodflow to Timās prostate. Tim widened his eyes and held his breath, his abs tensing under Kon. He gasped for air and shoved Konās hand away.
āWOAH! HEY! MMMnnhpphhmā¦ holy shitā¦ā ā He fell back into bed, his dick throbbing under Konās ass.
āSorry, too much?ā
āNoā¦ oh my godā¦ that wasā¦ I almost cameā¦ā ā Tim said chuckling. ā āOkayā¦ Iā¦ Admittedly Iād never thought of thatā¦ shitā¦ā
Kon looked down at himself, the patch of wet precum on his suit growing significantly.
āTimā¦ pleaseā¦āĀ
Tim looked up at Kon and a sly smile formed on his lips.
āKonā¦ why donāt you go ahead and take my pants off?ā
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āI found himā¦ I thinkā¦ā ā Batman said keeping his eyes on the radar, the small dot beeping in the middle of an island in the pacific. āĀ āWhy hasnāt he flown out of there?ā ā He asked himself preparing to land the jet.
Superman was sitting by the beach with his knees tucked against his chest, hugging them while his head hung low. He heard the jet and looked up, a smile spreading across his face before he looked down at himself and grimaced: he was naked.
Batman jumped out of the jet and walked up to Clark with heavy steps, the dark figure jarring against the paradisiacal beach.
āWhat the hell happened to you?ā Ā ā Batman asked stopping a few short steps away from Clark.
āMorning, Batā¦ would uhmā¦ would you happen to have a spare change of clothes on you?ā
āCome onā¦ā ā Batman chuckled and walked back to the jet seeing Clark was unharmed, albeit completely naked.
Clark rushed back after him, one hand safely covering his genitals. Once inside the jet he put on some of Bruceās just in case civilian clothes.
āHmā¦ thought these would be tighterā¦ā ā Clark spoke to himself buttoning Bruceās trousers.
āClark, what happened out there? Why were you just sitting there?ā
āPowers are a bitā¦ unpredictable right nowā¦āĀ
āWhy were you naked?ā
āOne of the meteorites was full of red-kryptoniteā¦ I changed into a human sized pugfler the moment I touched itā¦ā
āA what now?ā āĀ Bruce asked holding back laughter.
āItās this fuzzy bird like thingā¦ Kara showed me one once, picked it up from one of her tripsā¦ā ā He struggled buttoning the shirt, giving up halfway through the chest. ā āThatās not going to close any furtherā¦ā
Bruce smirked at the sight.
āAlright, Iāll get you back to Metropolis thenā¦āĀ
āBruce, waitā¦ I was with Konā¦ heā¦ we have to find himā¦ā āĀ Clark said with worry. In his eyes.
āHmmā¦ do you have any idea where he could be?ā
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āKon!ā ā Tim moaned loudly as Kon pressed his dick down hard, holding it captive in his palm.
āShhā¦ I didnāt even startā¦ā ā He said pumping himself with his free hand.
āAre youā¦ donāt we need some, I donāt know manā¦ some lube, condomā¦ something?ā Ā ā Tim asked with his head fallen back, his adamās apple making Kon ravenous.
āNo need, little birdā¦ I gotchaā¦ā ā He winked and Tim looked up at him with raised eyebrows.
āOkay justā¦ go slow yeahā¦ Iām blaming you if I blow my load immediatelyā¦ā
āWould be cute if you didā¦ā ā Kon smirked letting go of his dick.
He grabbed both of Timās legs and yanked them up, holding him up in the air for him. Tim reached for the bed frame behind him and grabbed it tightly. Kon laughed and Tim closed his eyes.
āKonā¦ fuckā¦ you have no idea how badly Iāve wanted thisā¦ā ā He admitted biting his lip.
āYeah?ā āĀ Kon said steadying him with one hand while he drew the other to Timās inner thigh, drawing circles on his skin on his way to his taint. He caressed it and saw Timās breathing quicken.
āMhmā¦ā
āYou think youāre ready?ā āĀ He asked pumping Timās dick. ā āFuck youāre so beautifulā¦ I canāt believe you look like thisā¦ā ā He said admiring Timās dick.
It was larger than heād expected, the girth somewhat intimidating too. He pushed the foreskin down seeing how sensitive Tim was around the tip, making a mental note to focus his tongue there later.
āYouāreā¦ youāre hot as hell too you know? I canāt believe thisā¦āĀ
Konās hand moved back up to Timās lower stomachand waist for a moment, caressing him gently before moving down to his ass. He circled his entrance and Tim flinched, grabbing Konās thighs.
āShhā¦ itās gonna feel good, I promiseā¦ā
āYou sureā¦ you sure itāll fit? Dead ass like, Iām not sureā¦ā ā Tim was laughing, a very very nervous laughter.
āI told you, I got thisā¦ā ā Kon pushed a finger against Timās entrance slowly and used his tactile telekinesis to help relax him, spreading his walls ever so slightly so he could fuck him with no discomfort, only pleasure.Ā
Tim moaned and held onto Konās thighs, gripping him hard.
āYeah babyā¦ I told you itāll feel goodā¦ā
āOh my godā¦ thatās cheatingā¦ā āĀ He smirked with a frown on his brow, the pleasure he was feeling unlike anything heād ever felt before. āĀ āGo onā¦ pleaseā¦ fuckā¦ā
āYes sirā¦ā ā Kon growled and reached for himself, one hand firmly planted on Timās hip spreading him wide while the other steadied himself towards him.
He pushed his tip around Timās entrance and watched as he wriggled under him, his back arching. He entered him slowly, with no resistance and delighted in the sounds of Timās quickening breath and soft moans. He whimpered and moaned and gasped as Kon bottomed out, letting his own head fall back.
āGo onā¦ā āĀ Tim said with a squint. ā āYou wanted to fuck me? Go on thenā¦ā
Kon blinked at him and exhaled in surprise, obeying he began pumping, his own chest quivering at the feeling. He drew himself out and shoved his dick inside repeatedly unable to keep a steady pace, holding Tim so tight it would leave bruises on his hips and waist. He pumped hard and fast and Tim grabbed the back of his neck, keeping intense eye contact through it all.
āThatās itā¦ fuckā¦ fuck, Konā¦ youāre so goodā¦ keep going babyā¦ youāre so good at this, holy shitā¦ā
Kon laughed softly, of course Robin wouldnāt just bottom for himā¦ of course even when taking it heād be the one in charge, the one leading him, encouraging himā¦ Kon couldnāt imagine what it would be like to be fucked by Tim, his mind rheeling with the possibilities.
āHmmnnā¦ am I doing good?ā āĀ He asked with puppy eyes.
āSo good babyā¦ fuckā¦ come on, a little faster now, I know you can do itā¦ā
Kon picked up the pace, pulling Tim closer to him. The room was silent aside from the sound of Konās balls slapping against Timās ass and their raged breathing.
āWhat do you want me to do? Huh? How do I make it better?ā ā Kon asked holding Timās cheek.
TIm lifted his chin, revealing his neck and winked at Kon.
āHow much?ā ā He asked obediently.
āJust a littleā¦ just enoughā¦ and the other oneā¦ā ā He reached for Konās hand on his hips and pulled it back to his stomach. ā āDo it again.ā
Kon slowed his pumping and Tim titled his head sideways, smirking at him.
āNo noā¦ come on nowā¦ā ā He teased thrusting his hips up, helping Kon keep fucking him. ā āMmnnhhpphā¦ fuckā¦ attaboyā¦ keep going, you can multitask for me, canāt you?ā
Kon squeezed the sides of Timās neck softly, afraid, deadly afraid of going to hard. Tim smiled at the feeling, closing his eyes and letting his lips part. He tensed his abs again, Konās hand sending waves of pleasure through his body that made him more dizzy than the lack of blood flow to his brain, and the pumping? His fat dick burried inside him? That was just the cherry on topā¦
Tim gasped for air and Kon eased his grip. Tim moaned long and hard, so loud Kon felt shivers running up and down his whole body, from his head to his toes. He leaned forwards and exploded a heavy and hot load into Tim, completely unable to stop himself. Tim moaned harder at the feeling, Konās own orgasm making him forget himself, forgetting he was still stimulating Tim with his tactile telekinesis. He did it so hard Tim came all over Konās hand on his stomach. It was obscene, heād never come that much and for so long. He grunted through the sensation, a throaty raspy type of moan unlike the softer whimpers heād released until then.
āGoodā¦ā āĀ He pressed his forehead against Konās, his hand still gripping the back of his neck. ā ā... boyā¦ā
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Konās legs were bouncing up and down, amazed at how still Tim was beside him, maybe not still, maybeā¦ He felt his heart rate quicken as he noticed Tim looked a bit spaced actually. He looked ahead of him and noticed Bruce was also completely still, staring at Tim with some worry and suspicion in his eyes. Clarkās hands thoughā¦ they couldnāt stay still.
He took a deep breath and had to focus hard, Timās clothes smelled so good and so much like himā¦ he hoped heād let him keep them after thisā¦ or maybe they could shareā¦ heād love to see Tim wearing his leather jacketā¦
āListen. Youā¦ I- alright, if I were to, noā¦ hang onā¦ā ā Clark stumbled on his words.
Tim smirked and tapped Konās foot, leaning in to whisper. ā āHeās wearing Bruceās clothesā¦ā
āAlright!ā ā Clark shouted, his voice echoing in the bat cave. ā āYou knew I would hear that!āĀ
āClarkā¦ā ā Bruce said stepping in. ā āListen, what Clarkās trying to say isā¦ you shouldnāt have come to Gotham, Konā¦ā
āWhat happened to you?ā ā Kon asked looking at Clark with suspicion.
āI got turned into a pugfler when I touched the meteorite.ā ā Clark responded crossing his arms, his exposed chest making him extremely uncomfortable.
Kon widened his eyes and raised his eyebrows, pouting and casting a sideways glance at Tim.
āI didnāt turn into a pugflerā¦ā
āNo, you certainly didnātā¦ā ā Tim retorted chuckling, he was hugging himself over an oversized hoodie heād thrown on the minute Kon alerted him that they werenāt alone anymore. It had been quite the scramble.
āHey! This is serious!ā ā Clark complained, unaware Bruce himself was holding back laughter beside him. ā āRed Kryptonyte has a slew of unanticipated side effects! You shouldāve done like me and isolated yourself until it wears off! You never know how itāll make you act!ā
āThat is true, Konā¦ you couldāve harmed Tim without intending toā¦ Iāve seen Clark act very uncharacteristically while under its influenceā¦ā āĀ Bruce said calm and collected.
Tim rolled his neck and scratched his hair. ā āAnything else?ā
āYou donāt seem to be taking this seriouslyā¦ why is no one taking this seriously?!ā āĀ Clark complained looking at Bruce , who was staring at Tim with a smirk on his lips, he could see the outline of Konās fingers on the bruising around Timās neck.
āClarkā¦ā
āNo! Why is everyone acting like this? Why are you all laughing?! The window was broken! You attacked him! Tim looks pale like a ghost and look at the bruising on his neck! This is serious! I know you think you can handle yourself, Tim but a super under Red Kryptonite canāt hold back!ā
Tim snorted again, Kon pressed his lips together while staring at the floor.
āClark, come hereā¦ā āĀ Bruce said putting a hand on his shoulder, he turned Clark away from the two and whispered into his ear.
Kon did the same to Tim, leaning closer to him, one hand covering his mouth against his ear and the other wrapping around his waist, reporting Bruceās speech to him.
āKon didnāt attack Tim, or, wellā¦ remember years ago when you were exposed to Red Kryptoniteā¦ that time you didnāt turn into a pugfler but instead flew back from the moon to the broom closet of the daily planet? You know, when Jon was conceiv- ā
Tim and Kon burst into laughter and Clark whipped his neck back at the two, immediately spotting Konās hand around Timās waist and Timās devilish grin. Bruce tapped his back while chuckling softly. Clark took a deep breath in and addressed the two through laughter of his own this time, finally in on the joke.
āI see! Well, I hope you got your giggles in cause this is about to turn really uncomfortable to everyone in this roomā¦ How about some Kryptonian sex ed, huh?!ā
Tim returns to Gotham tired and horny and missing Bernard bad. When he sees the small bat-light on in his bedroom he knows there is only one way to answer the call.
Alternatively, a smutty one shot where Tim fucks Bernard awake and they have amazing reunion sex after being away from each other for too long.
The dynamic at play here is very much that Bernard enjoys Tim surprising him and fucking him awake, this is consensual between the two.
Tags: Tim Drake x Bernard Dowd; one shot; shameless smut; anal!fingering; anal!play; anal!sex; consensual somnophilia; praise kink; masturbat!on in sh0wer; free use; Service top Tim Drake; no plot; inappropriate use of the bat-signal
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 2,194 (complete)
It had pissed Tim off to no end that he only managed to arrive in Gotham past midnight. Bernardās response to Timās tardiness was straightforward: the key was under the mat as always and heād told him he should help himself to anything in the house if he were asleep by the time Tim got there. Tim had spent the whole day thinking of Bernard, thinking of his scent, his freckles, the little yellow specs in his green eyes and the mess heād make of his blond hair he was bound to witness within seconds of being with him. That was, if it wasnāt past midnight already.
He lugged himself up the stairs and came inside with ease, finding the apartment dark and quiet.
āGreatā¦ā ā He muttered to himself dropping his duffel on the couch.
He rushed to the bedroom and found Bernard spread over the bedsheets with each limb going one direction except for one hand, one pesky hand was resting on his lower stomach reaching for his groin. Tim smiled at the scene and climbed into bed slowly, not needing any lights to find his way to Bernard. He gave him a kiss on his cheek and watched him.
āHey, I made itā¦ā ā He said quietly.
āMMnnā¦ hi babeā¦ā ā Bernard responded keeping his eyes closed.
āIām gonna go shower, okay? Iāll be right backā¦ā
āMmnmmā¦ nooā¦ donāt gooā¦ā ā Bernard complained and tried to hold Tim but his sleepy hands were weak and gave up with no resistance.
āIāll be right backā¦ā ā Tim kissed Bernard again, taking a deep breath in while close to his skin, tasting him.
He lingered by the bathroom door for a moment, the light on inside letting him see Bernard in a bit more detail. He wondered how on earth heād be able to just hop into bed and sleep by him, his heart was racing more than he cared to admit.
It took one squirt of Bernardās shower gel for Tim to feel himself starting to grow hard. He leaned against the tiled wall and let the water run over his back, looking at his dick growing.
āAnd what the fuck am I meant to do about that now, huh?ā ā He argued at it.
He rolled his eyes and took his dick in his hand, conjuring images of Bernard as he stroked himself slow, taking time squeezing his tip and pulling his foreskin entirely over and then away from it. He saw Bernard smiling and laughing, his body, his dickā¦ he saw flashes of Bernard and then he saw it, how heād looked in bed so peacefully asleep, so docile moaning and begging Tim to stay. He pumped himself a couple times and stopped, something about it not giving him the release he wished for, heād had enough of touching himself thinking of Bernard in the shower. He finished showering annoyed at his boner and by the time he left the bathroom he noticed something had changed in the bedroom.
Bernard was asleep still, lying on his stomach with his plump ass perked up and beside him there was a night light on. The small bat-light Tim had gotten him as a joke the previous Christmas that had unravelled into a much bigger inner joke: the bat-signal, a summon, a green light. Tim bit his lip and dropped his underwear, immediately undressing and getting into bed with Bernard.Ā
He climbed slowly and laid next to Bernard for a moment watching him. His breathing was slow and deep, a soft purring escaping his lips. Tim listened and breathed in the smell of the air leaving his lips while slowly beginning to stroke himself again. He was surprised to find Bernard suddenly frowning, his hips moving ever so slightly. He moaned quietly and stopped, his buttcheek tensing: Bernard was dreaming of sex and Timās jaw dropped watching it. It wasnāt performatic, it was intimate and quiet, small movements, hushed sounds that Tim mightāve missed were he not watching Bernard so attentively.Ā
He let go of his dick and began caressing Bernardās back, drawing his fingers down over his ass and seeing goosebumps form on his skin while he continued thrusting and moaning. He swallowed hard and gave Bernard a kiss on his ass, reaching for a bottle of lube. He squirted some of the gel onto his fingers and positioned himself over Bernard, kissing his lower back and slowly trailed his entrance with two fingers, lingering outside quite a lot, he had to be way more slow when Bernard was asleep, it was beautiful torture.Ā
It amazed him to see how Bernardās body responded to him, opening up for him while Bernard himself still did small thrusts from time to time, his breathing slow and deep. Tim held onto Bernardās hip and inserted a finger inside, begging Bernard to make way for him in his tempting ass. Tim could barely keep quiet himself, wanting to extend just how long it was just him and Bernardās body talking back to him before he inevitably woke up and joined them. There was something deeply erotic about how much Bernard loved to surrender to Tim no matter the time. Tim had to take his chances to fuck Bernard where he could, Bernard loved fucking him too much, so much he rarely ever let Tim fuck him, that was, unless Tim could start it when he least expected it. He loved it, it was thrilling being woken up by a blowjob or an ass stuffed with Timās throbbing cock, to be in the middle of homework and have Tim slot himself between his legs to suck him. And Tim? Tim felt like the hottest guy on earth knowing Bernard loved how Tim made him feel so much he gave him free access to his body just as he did his house: the key was under the mat, the bat-light was on.
āAaarrghhmā¦mmmmnnnnā¦ā ā Bernard moaned loudly, a throaty moan escaping his lips making Tim believe heād woken up.
He continued brushing his fingers around Bernardās walls, widening him for himself waiting for him to turn around but he didnāt, he carried on sleeping.
āYou know just how to get to me donāt you? You sound so good for me babyā¦ā ā Tim whispered. āĀ āYou sound so beautifulā¦ā
He pulled his fingers away slowly, lube dripping from Bernard but he didnāt seem to care, and neither did Tim. He watched a large drop fall down his taint dreaming about how heād look dripping with his cum instead. The visual drove him mad and he steadied himself in his hand and slowly began to drive himself inside Bernard. He did shallow short thrusts at first, pushing too far hurting his stretching foreskin. He stayed in the shallow while holding onto Bernardās hips and finally noticed some movement. He buried himself deeper, speeding up how often he pushed himself into Bernard.
āYouāre doing so good babyā¦ oh my godā¦ oh fuck I missed youā¦ you take it so goodā¦ so goodā¦ youāre so good to me babyā¦ā āĀ He whispered again feeling Bernardās walls tense around him.
He watched attentively as Bernard parted his lips, breathing in sharply and exhaling with a long drawn out moan, then blinking slowly. His hands opened and closed their grip and he couldnāt help but tense under Tim. It felt so good Tim had to focus not to come straight away.
āHmmnnā¦ fuckā¦ youāre doing so good babyā¦ you feel so goodā¦ā
Bernard smiled and finally opened his eyes, looking back at Tim before he closed them again, rolling them back in pleasure. His body responded to Tim, pushing himself up and throwing his ass back further up, giving Tim more access than before.Ā
āHey babyā¦ā ā Tim said reaching for Bernardās hair and caressing his head.
āMMnnnā¦ fuckā¦ā ā Was all that Bernard responded between moans.
āDoes it feel good?ā ā Tim asked lowering himself, whispering into Bernardās ear, his hands caressing his waist.
āSo goodā¦ oh my godā¦ā ā Bernard responded out of breath.
āIs it what you wanted?ā
āMhmā¦ fuck yeahā¦ā
āMmmhnmā¦ be a good boy thenā¦ gimme your dickā¦ā ā He said sliding a hand down over his chest down his stomach.
Bernard moved up a little, Timās hand grabbing him territorially āĀ he loved feeling his body expand and constrict with heavy breathing that was caused by himself. He found Bernardās hard dick covered in pre-cum and began pumping him while he thrusted slow and steady.
āYou sure this is good? Am I not too much for you?ā ā He asked with his lips brushing against Bernardās ear, their bodies touching.
āToo goodā¦ fuckā¦ Timā¦ I thought youād be too tiredā¦ā
āNo way, never too tiredā¦ when the signal comes on I gotta get to work babyā¦ canāt leave you hangingā¦ā ā He moaned hard, feeling like he was about to come himself. ā āI was so hard just from seeing you againā¦ā
āMmnnā¦ do you need to go harder? I can take care of myselfā¦ā āĀ Bernard said still sounding sleepy.
āMmmnn fuck yeahā¦ā ā Tim lifted himself and his hand touched Bernardās as he reached for his own dick.
Tim began thrusting harder and Bernard stroked himself biting his lip, throaty hoarse groans escaping his lips.
āBeeā¦ you were doing so good for me, you know? You were so readyā¦ fuck, you feel so goodā¦ā āĀ Tim grabbed Bernardās hips harder, filling his palms with his soft skin.
āMmnnā¦ was dreaming I was fucking you hehā¦ā ā Bernard said with a chuckle. ā āCome on thenā¦ come for me babyā¦ā
āNo, only after you comeā¦ only after youā¦ if I canā ā Tim joked knowing he might not make it.
Bernard dropped his dick and looked back at Tim teasingly, Tim widened his eyes and slapped Bernardās ass hard.
āPick it up! I swear to god pick that up and start pumping right now!ā
āWhat if I wanna see you struggle to hold back huh?ā
āBee!ā āĀ Tim shrieked slamming hard into him.
āYeah like thatā¦ come on you woke me up for this better make it worth itā¦ā
āAs if you didnāt turn that light on yourselfā¦ā āĀ Another hard thrust. ā āAs if you werenāt grinding against that mattress all night longā¦ā
āI came in my sleep the other day like a preteenā¦ I swearā¦ missed you so badā¦ā ā He said laughing but also moaning, clutching the bedsheets. āĀ āI think Iām boutta come nowā¦ā
āHands free?ā
āHands freeā¦ā ā Bernard lowered himself and bit the bedsheet under him.
āYou look so pretty like thisā¦ why donāt you let me see you like this more often, huh?ā
āCause you look even prettier full of meā¦ā
Tim pounded into Bernard a handful of times and felt his chest constricting, his hips shook and his core tightened. He slumped over Bernard still steadying him with his hands on his hips and gasped as he pumped a heavy load into Bernard.Ā
āMMmmnnnā¦ Beeā¦ā ā Tim struggled catching his breath.
āThatās it babyā¦ thatās itā¦ youāre good, you did goodā¦ā ā Bernard said sneakily coming all over his own hand.
Tim stayed buried inside Bernard as long as he could, his head spinning and his whole body feeling alert. Bernard eventually tapped his thigh and looked back at Tim.
āTim, baby, hang onā¦ you gonna come out any time soon?ā ā He asked chuckling.
āI donāt think I canā¦ fuckā¦ that was so goodā¦ā āĀ Timās eyes were closed, his dick softening in Bernard.
āYou gotta come out now, itāsā¦ we made a mess and itās about to get even worseā¦ā ā He joked.
Tim slipped out slowly, sitting back on his heels to watch. Bernard started moving but he steadied him again, holding him tight by the ass.
āNu uhā¦ let me watchā¦ā
āTimā¦ Iām gonna drip everywhereā¦ already dripping everywhere over hereā¦ā
Tim lowered Bernardās body and had him bend a leg up, sitting behind him and caressing his ass while he watched his seed start to pour out of Bernard.
āIt look good?ā
āFuck yeah it looks goodā¦ you always look so goodā¦ā ā Tim said rubbing Bernardās thighs.
āMmmnnā¦ I missed youā¦ā
Tim reached for Bernardās entrance, catching a long stream of his cum that was pouring out of him. He picked it up sending a shudder over Bernard and wiped it away on his ass.
āI think we need to change the bed sheetsā āĀ He said looking down and the big drops he failed to catch on purpose.
āYou think?ā āĀ Bernard responded with a laugh, turning himself around and revealing the mess heād unloaded onto the mattress, half of it stuck to his own skin.
āMmmā¦ bed sheets and a shower maybeā¦ā Ā āTim teased reaching for Bernardās stomach and rubbing the cum against his skin tenderly, he loved how messy Bernard could be.
āGood thing you let me sleep inā¦ā āĀ Bernard teased watching Timās docile and lustful eyes as he played with Bernardās cum, drawing patters on his lower stomach and groin.
āMaybe next time Iāll be better at keeping my mouth shutā¦ā
āPlease donātā¦ love hearing how much of a good boy I am to youā¦ā
āOnly when youāre asleep thoughā¦ only when youāre asleepā¦ā āĀ Tim teased leaning in and giving Bernard a long drawn out kiss.
The last chapter sees Donna sharing moments with Dick and Roy trying to remember her previous life as Wonder Girl. The story ends with her and Roy figuring out how they work together (and with Dick).
Tags: Roy Harper x Dick Grayson; Roy Harper x Donna Troy; Donna Troy & Dick Grayson; grief/mourning; wholesome; plot with porn; Teen Titans flashbacks; found family; mlm + mlw; Roy Harper centered; happy ending; mlm s3x; p in v s3x; consensual somnophilia; see Ao3 for more tags (explicit content)
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 4,124 (ch. 1, ch.2, ch.3, ch.4, ch.5, ch.6)
P.S. If I can nerd out about the song choice: this is one of my favourite love songs ever, the chord progression always makes me emotional but I also chose it here because to me it can be read as both for romantic and friendship type of love, it also feels very 70s-80s and retro which to me fit the theme of the fic perfectly since I tend to have the image of the titans from that time in mind when writing these three.
Donna swallowed hard looking down. It was a steep fall. There was a net at the bottom. Still, it was a very steep fall.
āAre you sure?ā āĀ She asked frozen.
Dick started pulling his hands back from her shoulders, she grabbed one before he could fully remove it, keeping it there.
āDonāt you dare!ā
āDonnaā¦ā
āNo! Listen, being very strong? Fine! Being a good fighter? Excellent! Flying??!!ā
Dick stood beside her on the platform, keeping a steady hand on her.
āSuperman has a son you know? Flying didnāt come very naturally to himā¦ he could never lift himself off the ground at first. He told me once the secret came when one of my brothers, his best friend, shoved him off of a water towerā¦ He was falling and suddenly he wasnātā¦ā
āUhumā¦ Rightā¦ but-ā
āThereās a netā¦ maybe just get used to falling first, let go, get comfortable being in the airā¦ Do you want me to be up here with you or down there?ā
āUhmā¦ both? Can I have both?ā Ā ā She asked feeling shaky.
āHmmā¦ Yeah alrightā¦ You go first thoughā¦ Iāll catch up!ā
Donna turned her back on the fall, deciding to fall backwards with her eyes on Dick. He held her hand, guiding her until the very edge.
āAre your ready?ā
āI- Yes!ā ā Donna shrieked.
Dick pushed her off, her feet following his queue and she fell backwards. She watched the platform get smaller feeling a rush, soon seeing Dick jump after her. He caught a rope dangling by a trapeze, using it to slow his descent. He did an impressive turn in the air that looked mesmerising. He was almost done with it by the time Dona felt the net on her back, having forgotten she was falling. She laughed and exclaimed in surprise bouncing on it, Dick soon landing not too far from her.
āNice! You didnāt even look that scared!ā ā He said rushing towards her.
āIt was incredible! Oh my god what a rush!ā ā She said smiling so wide her cheeks hurt. ā āAgain!ā
Dick waited on the bottom of the net this time, looking up at her.
āThis time when youāre falling try to urge your body up instead, focus on going up!ā ā He shouted at her.
Donna jumped excitedly, letting herself fall some and then focusing like Dick told her. She pressed her arms beside her body and visualised herself flying upwards. It worked, she moved up ever so slightly, completely stopping her fall. She hovered in the air for a bit, laughing. Dick cheered her on, clapping and shouting encouraging words when she suddenly felt stuck. She wasnāt falling, but she wasnāt exactly flying either, she was just stuck. Panic overtook her for a moment, not sure how sheād get down. It broke her concentration and with a scared yell she fell back down.Ā
She landed on the net clumsily, bouncing up high such was the strength of the impact. She was caught by Dickās arms before she fell on the net again. She looked at him surprised, not having expected him to catch her. He wore concern on his face, his lips tensed and his eyes narrow and sharp. His grip on her was tight and his breathing quivered in his chest.
āDick?ā āĀ Donna asked concerned, not understanding his reaction.
āItās okayā¦ itās okayā¦ she did itā¦ you did itā¦ā ā He said to himself. ā āItās fine I just- the last time I carried you like thisā¦ was the last timeā¦ā
āOhā¦ Dickā¦ā
Dick pulled Donna closer to him, hugging her tightly before he finally let her go, easing her down to the net. Dick reluctantly let Donna try again and again until she could eventually jump up and fly a bit, hovering above him. He sat back on the net and watched her as she got gradually better, cheering her on.
She did a sommersault in the air and flew towards Dick, holding herself up in the air while sabilising herself by holding onto his bent knees.
āYou know, for a man who canāt fly himself youāre a great teacher, Dickā¦ thanks for thisā¦ā ā She leaned forwards and gave him a kiss on the cheek. ā āThanks for teaching me how to fly.ā
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Roy stepped back and watched Donna as she opened the box. It contained one of her suits, one of the older ones, red. She held it up, admiring it.
āThis looksā¦ tightā¦ā ā She giggled.
āYeah, it was hehā¦ā ā Roy responded picking up another box from his cupboard. āĀ āThis is what you wore the most though, looks more like actual armour.ā
Donna made room on the bed for the other box. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the suit, touching it with the tips of her fingers.
āNow that- thatās somethingā¦āĀ
āYou like it?ā ā Roy asked with his own eyes glistening looking at Donna.
āI love itā¦ itās beautifulā¦ā
āThereās also something else, to complete the lookā¦ I gotta go grab it from under a floorboard though, bear with me!ā ā He rushed into the living room. ā āI stole it!ā
āYou what?!ā ā Donna asked laughing. She turned to look at Roy quickly and felt a stitch on her side. She gasped. Sheād been having terrible period cramps all day but being with Roy had distracted her enough. So much for being a flying super strong Amazon, seemed she could do everything even come back from the dead and still have terrible cramps.
She leaned forwards, resting for a moment and brought a hand to her lower belly. She took a few deep breaths wondering when it had been sheād taken painkillers, surely long enough she could take another round.
Roy rushed back inside and his face dropped seeing Donna. His eyes darted all over her noticing her hand placement. He dropped the box on the bed and immediately reached for Donna, placing his hand over hers and wrapping an arm around her waist trying to help sustain her.
āWhatās wrong?ā āĀ He asked inspecting her face.
āNoā¦ nothingā¦ gosh donāt worry I justā¦āāĀ She squeezed her nose and laughed. ā āPeriod crampsā¦ā
āThought so.ā ā Roy stated very matter of fact. ā āWhat did you take for it?ā
āSome ibuprofenā¦ was a while ago thoughā¦ā
Roy shook his head. ā āNo, that doesnāt work well enoughā¦ā
āWhat?ā āĀ Donna asked surprised.
āYou take Naproxen Sodium, and mint teaā¦ I should have someā¦ā ā Roy let go of Donna slowly and removed all boxes from the bed, one by one.
He moved like a blur, clearing the bed and rushing to the kitchen. Donna followed after, observing him.
āRoy, itās fineā¦ā
āNo no, listenā¦ I know your periods are bad you donāt have to downplay it for meā¦ā ā He said putting on a kettle. ā āGo to bed.ā
Donna laughed at first, noticing then that Royās expression was more serious than sheād first noticed.
āAlrightā¦ alrightā¦ā
She listened in as Roy carried on rushing around the kitchen, entertained by him. She kept the dark suit in bed with her, admiring it as she waited.
āRooy!ā ā She called for him impatiently.
āComing!ā
He finally showed up with a cup of tea and the painkillers, a hot water bottle as well.Ā
āTwo of those and you wonāt feel a thing in a half hour.ā ā He said sitting on the bed by her feet.
Donna followed his instructions and smiled at him shaking her head.
āWhat?ā
āYou really do know me, donāt you? I feel like you might know me better than myselfā¦ā
āNoā¦ I justā¦ I rememberā¦ I remember all the ways to make you feel betterā¦ā
Donna put the suit down finally and stared at Roy for a moment, then tapping the pillow next to hers. Roy followed her slowly, sitting down on the bed next to her with slow movements, careful not to get too close. Donna rolled her eyes at his hesitation and found her way to his chest, cuddling up to him. She swung a leg over his and had a hand around his abdomen, her head on his chest. It felt so good she couldnāt believe it. Roy relaxed slowly, touching her lower back and rubbing it slowly, pressing the hot water bottle against it.
āMMmnnā¦ā
āIs that nice?ā āĀ He asked seeing how Donna responded to the warmth.
āSo niceā¦ā ā She said squeezing him. āĀ āRoy, can I ask you something?ā
āAnything.ā ā He said starting to play with her hair.
āYou and Dickā¦ youāreā¦ close, right?ā
āUhmā¦ mm.. Yeahā¦ā ā Roy coughed.
āAre you together?ā
āNotā¦ not exactlyā¦ā
āBut you areā¦ closeā¦ā
āYeahā¦ we areā¦ always have beenā¦ā
āBut youāre not a couple.ā
āNo.ā
āMm okay.ā
āIs that okay with you?ā
āWhy, why wouldnāt I be okay with it? Was I not in the past?ā
āNo, no, you wereā¦ you wereā¦ encouraging evenā¦ā ā He giggled. ā āYour best friend and your boyfriend, you used to say you liked knowing we were always loved even when you werenāt aroundā¦ā
āHmmā¦ guess it really worked out like that in the end, huh?ā
āSortaā¦ā āĀ Royās hand stopped, resting on Donnaās head. āĀ āI havenāt been a best friend to Dick during these yearsā¦ Iāve pushed him away, itās complicatedā¦ it wasā¦ it was hard, without youā¦ we both drifted apartā¦ Heās visited a few times butā¦ yeahā¦ā
āIām sorryā¦ā
āNo, noā¦ donāt beā¦ Itās not your faultā¦ we got in our own way a lotā¦ā
Donna lifted herself up, holding herself with one hand on each side of Royās hips. She looked up and him, her face mere inches from his.
āAnd what about us?ā
āWha- what about it?ā
āWe were togetherā¦ when I diedā¦ right?ā
āYeahā¦ we wereā¦ā ā Roy said holding his breath.
Donna smiled at Roy, thinking back on all the dreams sheād had, all the mornings sheād woken up grieving the mysterious ginger whose face she couldnāt remember. She moved slowly, keeping her eyes locked on Royās and touched his lips softly, giving him the lightest of kisses. She pulled away slowly and was in the process of opening her eyes when Royās arms grabbed her, pulling her up and closer to him and he found her lips again ā giving her a long passionate kiss while his hands squeezed her body against his.
āOh my godā¦ā ā He whispered between kisses, Donnaās body pressed against his own.
He caressed the curve of her waist and hips, his hands magnetised to her body feeling every inch of her, a hunger in him he thought heād never be able to sate.
āMmnnā¦ Donnaā¦ā
āRoy!ā
Donna surrendered herself to his arms, feeling like she was finally home. She had spent three years trying to find her place in the world, trying to understand who she was, where sheād come from. In the span of a few short days a dedicated and crazy duo had taken over her life, making it their mission to make her remember as much as she could about herself and the people sheād loved. Sheād cried, sheād had headaches, sheād felt fear and she felt victorious, joyful and hopeful. She had no more tears to cry now, finding the only emotion coursing through her body was desire and a joy so intense she couldnāt hold back. She forgot about the cramps, she forgot about whatever it was Roy had retrieved to show her ā all she could think of was how good she felt kissing Roy.
Roy slowly slid further and further down in bed, Donna shifting herself so sheād be mounting him. They carried on kissing while Roy held Donnaās hair back with one hand, the other sliding down her back towards her ass. He stopped just before he reached it and Donna was outraged, curving her spine and perking up her ass as much as she could to encourage Roy. He took the hint, sliding his hand down and grabbing a handful of her. He moaned softly at it and suddenly held Donnaās hips, pulling them up and away from himself.
āI- sorryā¦ā ā He said looking at her with raised eyebrows.
āWhat? What happened?āĀ
Roy smiled shyly and looked down at himself, a large bulge pressing against his jeans, his outline visible despite how baggy his pants were.
āOh, I see!ā ā Donna looked down and back up to Roy, then forcing her hips down and sitting on him.
āAaarhmmphā¦āĀ ā Roy panted at the feeling.
Donna smiled and found his lips again, starting to ride him over their clothes. She let out a small moan herself, not having expected a few dry humps to feel as good as they did.Ā
āRoy?ā
āWhat?ā ā He asked cupping her face.
āRemind me again of all the ways you know how to make me feel betterā¦ā
Roy laughed and kissed Donna, then grabbing her waist and kissing her neck.
āI think youāre figuring out what always worked out best for your crampsā¦ā
āHmmmā¦Ā aahnnmmā¦ did it include this?ā ā She asked swaying her hips over his erection, not knowing how badly his dick throbbed in his pants.
āYeahā¦ fuckā¦ yeah it didā¦ā
Roy moved fast and switched places with Donna, getting on his knees in bed while towering over her. He pulled off his shirt and Donna placed a hand over his boner, feeling his shape, his girth, caressing him over his jeans. Roy closed his eyes and bit his lip hearing the sound of his zipper undoing.
āRoy, look at meā¦āĀ
Roy opened his eyes to find Donna on her elbows, shirtless. His eyes widened cartoonishly, Donna had gained some weight, nothing majorly noticeable but much of it had settled on her curves, accentuating them. He couldnāt draw his eyes away from her breasts, pouring out from a balconette bra he felt like a teenager again.
āHoly shitā¦ Donnaā¦ā
He lowered himself and kissed her, his lips moving down to her neck and then to her boobs, squeezing her waist and the extra cushion she had on her love handles.
āI forgot how beautiful you areā¦āĀ ā He said burying his face in her cleavage.
Donna laughed and caressed his hair, closing her eyes feeling Roy pull one breast out from its cup, taking her nipple into his mouth. He suckled on her, her blushed nipples turning even more pink as he licked and sucked on them. Donna could feel her chest constricting.
āOh my godā¦ Royā¦ aahhā¦ oohhā¦ mmmā¦ā ā She couldnāt hold back, each breath was accompanied by a soft whimper and moan.
Roy pulled his mouth off of her nipple, slobbering on it. ā āYeah?ā
āRoyā¦ pleaseā¦ I wantā¦ā
āWhat? What do you want, baby?ā ā He asked caressing her waist and stomach, his fingers searching her jeans but holding back, holding back until she asked for it.
āPleaseā¦ I need you, I need to feel youā¦āĀ
āLike this?ā āĀ He slid his hand down her crotch, over her jeans and Donna panted.
āYes! Please!ā
āYou donāt need to say it twiceā¦āĀ
Roy scooched down in bed and pulled Donnaās pants off of her, staying low, watching her chest move up and down as she breathed in deeply.Ā
āOh crap what if I- the bloodā¦ā ā She said seeing Roy pull her underwear away.
He laughed and stood up, taking his own jeans and underwear off in one fell swoop.
āDonnaā¦ we just told you we were the Teen Titansā¦ no one here is afraid of a little bloodā¦ā ā He looked at her from above, the way she held her knees up, the curves of her ass overflowing her sides, her eyes undecided between Royās face and his dickā¦ ā āI almost forgotā¦ā
āWhat?ā
āThisā¦ā ā Roy lowered himself hooking an arm around Donnaās leg, pulling it up. He pushed himself further up and kissed the beauty spot close to her belly button.
Not a day had gone by when they were together he hadnāt kissed it, and not a day since her death had gone by he didnāt wish he could kiss it again.
āIt tickles!ā ā She said giggling, Roy was not only kissing her but grabbing her with eager hands, leaving finger marks all over her soft skin.
āDonnaā¦ youāre so beautifulā¦ oh my godā¦ youāre so gorgeousā¦ā ā He repeated against her skin.
Loving Dick was easy, but there was a harshness to him, a wall Roy could never quite push through entirely which was reflected in how strong and solid his body was. Donna opened herself to Roy with a softness heād not known for years and it brought tears to his eyes. Her skin was warm and velvety, everywhere he squeezed he was met not with the tightness he found in Dickās body, but with a welcoming softness that invited him in more and more, that drew him intoxicating and arousing. He couldnāt get enough of touching her.
āRoyā¦ mmmmnnā¦ā
āIām gonna go slow, okay? You tell me if it hurtsā¦ tell me and Iāll stop.ā ā He said grabbing his dick in his hand and giving it a couple strokes.
Donna nodded, watching as he pumped himself her mouth slowly dropped. Roy pulled a condom over his dick he pulled out of thin air and held himself as he guided his dick towards Donnaās entrance. He touched her and she squirmed, she was so wet and so ready for him he slipped inside so effortlessly it surprised him. He gasped and held onto her hips for balance, then beginning to pump in and out of Donna at a slow pace.
āFuckā¦ oh my godā¦ā ā He sighed dropping himself, his face leaning beside Donnaās.
āRoy? Roy are you okay? Mmnpphnnā¦ā ā She asked tugging at his face.
āThis feels incredibleā¦ oh my godā¦ Iā¦ Itās taking everything in meā¦ not to come right now-ā ā Roy said laughing.
āOh Roy!āĀ ā Donna joined in the laughter, shifting her hips so she was helping Roy pump, it only made the situation more dire, he grabbed at the bedframe while taking deep breaths in and out. ā āJustā¦ steady pace Royā¦ steadyā¦ mmm thatās itā¦ oh Royā¦ uhmm thatās itā¦ā āĀ Donna closed her eyes feeling so stimulated she could barely believe. She felt no pain, her cramps gone, vanished, pleasure taking their place. ā āRoyā¦ let me ride youā¦ā
āMMhmmā¦ā āĀ Roy agreed knowing he was in no condition to fuck Donna, feeling like he was crumbling over her.
He slipped out of her and laid down, helping Donna climb over him. He grabbed her ass tightly as she slid down bringing him inside her while her hands rested on her knees. She perked up her ass and began travelling Royās length, his legs pulled up giving her some support. Donna was feeling such intense pleasure she barely knew what to do with, dragging her hands over her own body and then Royās, she touched him like she could barely believe he was actually there. She leaned back against his thighs and moved up and down, slamming against him as she lowered herself. They both cried out and moaned loudly, breathing against one another as Roy kept pulling Donna closer and closer to him, unable to let her go.
āRoyā¦ calm downā¦ā ā She said giggling, Royās hands tugging at her waist and pulling her lower towards him.
āCome here, lie on meā¦āĀ
Donna did, her lips finding Royās neck. He thrusted hard and fast into her from below her, steadying her against him and keeping her low. He reached a spot so deep and secret it brought tears to Donnaās eyes. Her hips twitched and her stomach did too. She released a long drawn out moan against Royās skin that released him. He came with her, grabbing and holding her so tightly against him he felt trouble filling his lungs with air. He hid himself in her hair, his lips finding her face and covering her in kisses as he whimpered softly. She could feel him constricting and pumping inside her.
āOh godā¦ Royā¦ oohā¦ā
āI love you Donna, Iām sorryā¦ Iām sorry I canāt not say itā¦ I canātā¦ I love you, Iāve loved you for yearsā¦ Iāve loved you every day since you diedā¦ I love youā¦ā
āI-ā
āShhā¦ donāt say it backā¦ you donāt have to say anything, I donāt expect anythingā¦ I just need you to know, okay? I just need you to know I love youā¦ā
āOkay, Royā¦. okayā¦ā ā Donna said kissing Royās cheek and caressing his jawline.
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Dick had arrived home and immediately realised he needed to make himself scarce. Heād stopped with the keys in his hands by the lock when he heard Donna and Roy having what he was sure was life changing sex. Heād chuckled and turned around, eventually making his way back and sitting by the door for some time, listening in, hoping he wouldnāt interrupt them. It had been quiet for some time when he tried his luck.
He found Roy and Donna in bed together, Royās arms grabbing Donna tightly, one over her chest and the other over her belly cradling her. His face was tucked into her neck.Ā
Dick smiled seeing them together and found his way to the couch. He didnāt last long there though, cold and lonely he eventually dragged himself to Royās bed. Heād stood by it poking Royās back.
āPsstā¦ Royā¦ā
āHuh?ā
āCan I join?ā
Before Roy could answer Donna began scooching over to the side, pulling Roy with her ā making room on the bed. Dick smiled and tucked himself in behind Roy, cozying up to him.
āDid you have a good night?ā ā He whispered into Royās ear.
āShhā¦ sleep, Robinā¦ā
āYeahā¦ now I can finally sleepā¦ā ā He kissed the back of Royās neck and slapped his ass, prompting a giggle from Donna.
āHehehā¦ shhhā¦ donāt push Roy, heāll have you back on the couch in no timeā¦ā ā Donna joked.
āFat chanceā¦āĀ ā Dick said wrapping his arms around Roy and nuzzling up to him. ā āNo oneās going anywhereā¦ā
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Donna looked on at Dick and Roy while she sipped on some coffee. She was sitting on a high chair by a kitchen isle while the two bickered like an old married couple making pancakes. Dick had a towel over his shoulder he repeatedly used to hit Royās ass with. Roy in turn kept finding Dickās body and giving him small caresses. A hand on his lower back, a kiss on the cheek, an arm around his waistā¦ both Dick and Roy were terrible at keeping their hands to themselves.
ā... no that was before! God I canāt believe youād forgot how that went!ā āĀ Dick complained wrapping his arms around Roy while he flipped a pancake.
āJust because you were the team leader doesnāt mean your memory is infallibleā¦ growing up in Gotham scrambled your brains, manā¦ā
Half the time they speak nonsenseā¦ looking back at memories Iām not sure Iāll ever remember. ā Donna thought digging her memories for any recollection of the mission they were recounting.
āCome hereā¦ā ā Dick plaid dirty, going for the belly button and prompting Roy to shove him off, then finding his hips and pulling him closer to him again.
āStay still or else Iām gonna burn breakfastā¦ā
āOh yeah, and you two definitely need a good hearty meal.ā ā Dick said casting glances back and forth between Roy and Donna.
She giggled, widening her eyes and then winking at him.
āCanāt believe you waited outsideā¦ā ā Roy joked.
āCanāt believe you wouldnāt think I would!ā
āI wouldāve thought youād try to sneak right into bed with us like you did last night!ā
āNo, not when youāre having reunion sex, are you kidding me? Who does he think I am?ā ā Dick said at Donna.
āDonāt look at me! Not like I know how it goes with youā¦ withā¦ usā¦ā
Dick pranced over the isle and leaned over it, getting close to Donna.
āWell the way it goes is you and I love that mess of a ginger, but weā¦ā ā He pointed at her and himself. ā āDonāt really have anything like thatā¦ā
āMakes sense, I didnāt feel anything like that with youā¦ā
āOuch!ā ā Roy joked laughing loudly. ā āDamn bro, rejected even when she canāt remember your awkward teen yearsā¦ā
āShut up! I never had awkward years!ā ā Dick said rushing back to Roy and covering his mouth from behind, pressing against him.
āSure, believe what you willā¦ā ā Roy said in a muffled voice. āĀ āI for one will never forget the acneā¦ā
Donna set her cup on the table and watched on as Dick and Roy played around.
Maybe I donāt need to remember everything that happened to me though, maybe I donāt have to remember all those yearsā¦ Theyāve said it they werenāt all easy, not all prettyā¦ maybe I donāt need to remember everything that happened because I remember how it felt and this? ā She saw Roy lean back and give Dick a kiss, turning off the stove. ā thisā¦ this feels rightā¦
Funny, emotional, sexy, and wholesome ā was one of my favourite chapters to write :)
Tags: Roy Harper x Dick Grayson; Roy Harper x Donna Troy; Donna Troy & Dick Grayson; grief/mourning; wholesome; plot with porn; Teen Titans flashbacks; found family; mlm + mlw; Roy Harper centered; happy ending; mlm s3x; p in v s3x; consensual somnophilia; see Ao3 for more tags (explicit content)
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 2,063 (ch. 1, ch.2, ch.3, ch.4, ch.5, ch.6)
P.S. The pose of Dick teasing Roy by grabbing him and sticking his fingers in his belly button was inspired by the artwork of @dictearchive where she had a piece of Roy and Dick in a similar pose! Her art of Dick and Roy inspired me a lot in writing them recently <3
Donna tossed and turned all night. Plagued by a slew of confusing dreams and nightmares she couldnāt wake up from. She was dreaming a strange dream where she wore red and she was surrounded by strange people she didnāt recognise and yet she knew all their names. She had her eyes on a boy with black hair and a funny mask, a cape as well who was on the floor clutching his chest when another boy jumped in front of him. He wore red and had a bow and arrow he shot from. Red hair, unruly and overgrown.
Sunlight finally drenched her apartment and brought her back from the darkness. She sat up in bed in a panic, worried about both boys shouting after the boy with the bow and arrow.
āSpeedy!ā ā She said clutching her own chest. ā āSpeedy? What-āĀ
She scribbled away in her journal, remembering an āRā on the chest of the dark haired boy, the funny boots he had on as well as the red mask the ginger boy wore. She felt a hollowness in her core that ached. She frowned and brought a hand to her stomach, rubbing it while grimacing before bringing both arms and hugging herself with them. Donna cried, knowing now that perhaps these dreams were the life sheād once led, a life that seemed exciting and full of love and friendship ā a life she couldnāt remember.
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Dick was pulled from a deep sleep feeling drawn to the waking world by a warmth so all-encompassing it might as well be the sun itself pulling him to light. He leaned his neck back, his muscles tensing before he could even open his eyes. His hearing came back before sight, wet sounds and soft moans, a slap on his stomach that finally pulled him completely out of his dreams. He shot his eyes open to find a red mane moving up and down his dick, sucking him relentlessly.
āOh my, fuck! Roy!ā ā He exclaimed reaching for his head desperately.
āMmmnnnā¦ā ā Roy responded. ā āMorning, boy wonderā¦ was wondering how much longer itād take youā¦ā
āFuckā¦ oh my godā¦ donāt stopā¦ keep goingā¦ā ā Dick said pushing Royās head back down on his dick, so close to coming it was cruel to back away now.
He thought of how heād fucked Roy silly the night before, how heād entered him slow and gentle at first, immediately picking up the pace and making Royās back muscles show for him. Heād grabbed Royās head just like he did now except then heād pulled it back. He pushed down on it now, unable to stop himself from thrusting himself a little too. Roy could take it.Ā
āMmnnā¦ off or swallowā¦ nowā¦ā ā He moaned feeling an explosion radiate from his core that spelled he was about to shoot a load so heavy it was better to warn Roy.
Roy pulled back giving Dick a final suck as he felt him begin to ejaculate. He pulled away and smiled at Dick, watching as he forced his dick down, catching the cum on himself.
āFuck!āĀ āĀ He exclaimed rolling his eyes. ā āFuckā¦ you know how much I love thatā¦ā
āMmmnnā¦ā āĀ Roy agreed caressing Dickās thighs, a smug smile on his face. ā āTook you very little, you know?ā
āYeah?ā āĀ Dick asked panting.
āYeah, had just started when you woke upā¦ā
āGet meā¦ get me something to clean myself off with wouldāya?ā
Roy removed his shirt and tossed it at Dick, winking at him.
āYou slutā¦ā ā Dick giggled taking deep breaths.
āI think youāre the-ā ā Royās retort was interrupted by the doorbell ringing.
āWell go on, I aināt answeringā¦ā ā Dick joked.
Roy ran out of the bedroom and opened the front door slowly, his heart skipping a beat finding Donna on the other side. She was holding the flyer sheād used to cool herself down the night before āĀ the flyer where Roy had noted his address in case she ever needed his help.
āDonna!ā āĀ Roy exclaimed, suddenly aware he was shirtlessā¦ in his underwearā¦ having just given Dick a blowjob.Ā
He reached a hand to cover himself and smacked a vase from a small table where he usually dropped his keys and wallet. It shattered, covering up the sound of his and Donnaās voice.
āSorry if this is a bad timeā¦ you saidā¦ you said I could come if I neededā¦ anything?ā ā She said avoiding looking down, her eyes puffy locked on Royās.
āYe- yeah of course I-ā
Roy didnāt notice Dick had jumped from bed at the sound of the vase breaking. Heād called after Roy as well and panicked hearing no response. He rushed in behind Roy tying the strings on a pair of flannels heād grabbed on his way to the front door. He wrapped his arm around Roy from the back, his hand drawn to his belly button playfully as he emerged besides Roy. His other hand also grabbed Royās hip and his face lit up seeing Donna on the other side.
āDonna!ā ā He exclaimed, Roy squirming beside him.
āRichardā¦ Grayson? Youā¦ what is- hang on Iā¦ā ā Donnaās balance faltered, her eyes darting between Dick, Roy and the funny pose they were inā¦ something about Dickās hand placement drawing her in.Ā
She wobbled and grabbed her head, feeling a sharp pain as an image popped into her mind.
āArgrhh!ā ā He whimpered in pain and Roy extricated himself from Dickās hold and reached for her.
He pulled her inside the apartment and helped ease her down to her knees, helping her sit on the floor.
āDonna can you hear me?ā ā Dick asked kicking the door shut behind them and placing a hand on her back, looking at Roy with concern.
āDonna, whatās wrong? Why did you come?ā ā Roy asked caressing her face.
āI- I had a dreamā¦ I had a dream and there was this boyā¦ heā¦ he was hurt and there was anotherā¦ youā¦ā ā She looked up at Roy. ā āBut I called you something else in my dreamā¦ I shouted after youā¦ Speedyā¦ā
Roy and Dick locked eyes.
āAnd youā¦ā ā She turned around to face Dick, reaching for his face and covering his eyes with her hand. ā āIt was you! The boy with the cape and the mask!ā
Dick smiled back at her.
āYou twoā¦ can youā¦ can you stand just how you were standing now?ā ā She asked darting her eyes between them.
āWhat like, next to each other?ā āĀ Roy asked chuckling.
āNo, sillyā¦ like thisā¦ā ā Dick pulled him up and embraced him again, his head on Royās shoulder and middle and ring finger playfully reaching for his belly button, Roy tried wriggling himself away again, he hated the feeling but Donnaās wide eyes forced him to stay put.
She brought her hands to her front and closed one eye, making a rectangular shape with her hands from which he looked at them from. She clicked her tongue as though mimicking the shutter of a camera.
āIāve taken this picture beforeā¦ā ā She said with wide eyes and a gasp.
Dick smiled and kissed Roy on the cheek, running off into the bedroom.
āDick!ā āĀ Roy called out for him.
āDick!ā ā Donna exclaimed. ā āOh my! Your name is Dick, of course! Iā¦ I thoughtā¦ā ā She burst into laughter remembering how in so many of her dreams sheād assumed sheād been cursing at the black haired boy who looked just like her.
She laughed and fell into Royās arms, he embraced her tightly in a mix of emotions.
āSpeedyā¦ā ā She said quietly as Dick rushed back to the room flipping through the tin box full of pictures heād found under Royās bed.
āWell, you know I was snooping around anywaysā¦ found this the other dayā¦ā ā He sat criss crossed next to Donna and Roy and flipped through the pictures until he found the one heād been looking for: Royās 18th Birthday Party in Star City.
It had been a pretty good party, all Titans and Royās classmates from school showed up. On the picture Dick had his tongue out, one hand pulling Royās shirt up and the other sticking his fingers in his bellybutton. Roy in turn was frowning and pushing Dick away, a shy smile on his lips revealing he didnāt mind it as much as he made it seem. Donna had taken the photo.
Donna took the picture and she and Roy looked at it together. She was quiet at first, inspecting it while rubbing her temple.
āCan- can I see more?ā ā She asked Dick.
He looked at Roy and then back at her and handed her the small box, leaning against Royās other side. They saw Donna go through the pictures together, most taken during parties and hang outs at Titans Tower until she reached one of her and Dick together, or well, Robin and Wonder Girl. It was a polaroid, on the white strip at the bottom it said āWonder Twins Foreverā next to a heart.
āIs- is this you?ā ā She asked looking at Dick.
āMhmā¦ thatās usā¦ the Wonder Twinsā¦ā
āGuysā¦ who- who were we?ā āĀ She asked hurrying to find more pictures of them in costume.
āWellā¦ we were the Teen Titansā¦ Dick was Robin, I was Speedy, and youā¦ you were Wonder Girlā¦ā
Donnaās eyes froze seeing a picture of herself. A black skin tight suit covered in silver stars, a lasso on her hands and her hair so long and wild and free. She smiled at the camera, her body so strong she could barely believe it.
āWonder Girlā¦ā ā She looked down at her arm and squeezed it, her biceps nowhere near as hard and outlined as in the picture.
Dick and Roy watched her and exchanged glances, stifling a laugh.
āI- I go to the gymā¦ but I donāt look like thatā¦ā ā She said taking note of all the ways she looked almost like, like an amazon or something.
āSeeā¦ Donnaā¦ā ā Dick took the lead while Roy hid his face behind Donnaās neck. āĀ āA regular gym aināt gonna do much for youā¦ā
āWhat- what do you mean?ā ā She asked thinking back on the punching bag sheād punched straight off the hook with ease.
āYouāre a bit stronger than mostā¦ naturallyā¦ I mean, youāre still extremely strongā¦ā ā He said tracing her rounded shoulders with the tip of his fingers. ā āBut yeahā¦ you mightāve noticed itās kindaā¦ kinda easy at the gym for youā¦ā
āExplain yourselves!ā ā She complained seeing how both were holding back laughter.
āDonnaā¦ youāre an Amazonā¦ like Wonder Womanā¦ā āĀ Roy said softly into her hair.
āWonder Woman? I- I dreamā¦ I dream of her oftenā¦ I thought I was just fangirling or somethingā¦ā
āI mean, we all do butā¦ yeahā¦ you and Wonder Woman go way back, dollā¦ā ā Dick said watching her face attentively.
āDollā¦ā ā She looked up at Dick with some recognition. ā āYou used to call me thatā¦ We were friends, werenāt we?ā
āBest friendsā¦ā ā Dick said with a wide smile.
She grabbed more photos and kept looking at them, bringing them close to her face and enthusiastically exclaiming whenever she saw something there sheād seen in her dreams. It seemed Donnaās memories were tied to the pictures sheād taken, her most vivid ones that had featured in her dream journal were all here for her see again.
Dick looked away from Donna for a moment focusing on Roy, bringing a hand to his back and rubbing him gently. Royās eyes were watering seeing the pictures, Donnaās body leaning against his also making him emotional.
āYou okay?ā ā Dick mouthed at Roy.
āMhmā¦ā ā Roy confirmed. ā āJustā¦ā
āWhat?ā ā Donna paused hearing Royās response, not having caught on that Dick and Roy were talking.
āRoyās getting a bit emotional here, Donnaā¦ā ā Dick said bringing his hand to Royās face.
Donna turned to face Roy, his hands slipping from embracing her and resting on her hips instead.
āOh, Royā¦ā
āI justā¦ Iāmā¦ā ā Roy blinked tears away, the picture Donna was holding was of them two together, Donna had an apple on her head and was pulling a funny face, Roy smiling smug at the camera with his bow and arrow ready. ā āIām just so happy we found you, Donnaā¦ Iām so happy youāre aliveā¦ā
Dick leaned his forehead against Royās and Donnaās eyes welled up as well. The three hugged each other for some time, unsure how long they had been there, it was suddenly like no time had passed at all.
A flashback from Teen Titans years prompts Donna to invite Roy out. He sees her working while reflecting on whether or not he should be trying to make her remember her life.
Tags: Roy Harper x Dick Grayson; Roy Harper x Donna Troy; Donna Troy & Dick Grayson; grief/mourning; wholesome; plot with porn; Teen Titans flashbacks; found family; mlm + mlw; Roy Harper centered; happy ending; mlm s3x; p in v s3x; consensual somnophilia; see Ao3 for more tags (explicit content)
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Word Count: 3,302 (ch. 1, ch.2, ch.3, ch.4, ch.5, ch.6)
Dickās breathing was warm on the back of Royās neck, his arms grabbing around Roy tightly. He could feel Dickās limbs heavy on him no matter how bright the sunlight pouring in became. Roy had woken up ages ago unable to fall back asleep, flipping through memories to try and distract himself. Heād stuck by a specific one, a night after a particularly triumphant victory where theyād snuck breezers into the Titanās Tower ā the night him and Dick made out for the first time.
The bottle had spun and pointed at Dick and Roy, urging the crowd to roar and erupt into laughter. Theyād walked to the cleaning supplies room across from the gang hesitating, Roy had opened the door coming inside first.
āAlright thenā¦ā ā Heād said laughing, trying to flick the light switch. ā āSo whatās it gonna be, huh?ā
Dick had closed the door behind him before Roy had turned on the light, both now stuck in the dark.
āStop messing aroundā¦ā ā Robin had complained.
āWhat? Itās nothing much, weāre just stuck here for seven minutesā¦ lighten up, batā¦ā
Roy found the switch, unaware that Dick stood between it and him. He widened his eyes as the light came on, so close, so much closer than heād expected to be from Dick. He lingered there, trepidation in his movements.
āBesides, itās just like last time with spin the bottleā¦ā ā Roy said swallowing hard, the only time heād ever been this close to Dick before.
āExcept that was just a peckā¦ now they got us stuck in the closet togetherā¦ think Raven had something to do with it?ā
āEase up, detectiveā¦ itās just a silly gameā¦ā ā Roy took a step back.
Dick stopped him, reaching for his face and wiping his brow, a spot of dried blood there.
āYou were careless today, you couldāve gotten yourself hurt jumping in front of me like thatā¦ā
āI couldāve died.ā ā Roy retorted.
Dick clenched his jaw and frowned at Roy.
āDonāt say thatā¦ā
āWhy? I mean it! I jumped to cover for you, to protect you while you were recovering from that blast you got to your chest!ā
āI- you-ā
āI, you, meā¦ I wasnāt being careless, I was saving your ass!ā
āDonāt! Not- not like that!ā ā Dick took a step forward, motioning with his every word.
āNot like what?!ā ā Roy took a step closer towards him too.
āNot at the cost of your safety, Speedy!ā
āDonāt call me that!ā
āThatās what youāre called!ā
āNot to you, to you Iām Roy!ā
āDonāt go doing shit like that, Roy!ā ā Dickās eyes darted across Royās face. He settled for looking at the ground for a moment and Roy grabbed his shoulder, shaking it lightly.
āHey, come onā¦ donāt be like thatā¦ā
Dick looked at Royās hand on his shoulder and moved his eyes further up to Royās face, meeting it again. He took a deep breath in and lunged at Roy, grabbing his face in his hands and tackling him against a shelf.
āFuck it!ā ā Heād exclaimed as heād pressed his lips against Royās.
Eight minutes had passed when there was a knock on the door. It opened slowly without either of them realising it, too engrossed in making out to take stock. Donna opened the door ever so slightly and poked her camera inside, a bright flash and the sound of her giggles finally bringing them back to Earth.
Donna bolted from bed again, the bright flash and a tightness in her chest making her gasp for air. She could hear the sound of the beeping at the hospital, the one sheād woken up to three years ago. She sat up rubbing her temples, reaching for her dream journal and letting it lay across her lap.
āWhat even was that? A flash? A door?Ā Aā¦ a green man andā¦ who was inside that room? I- it doesnāt make any senseā¦ā ā He tossed the journal away and fell back into bed, hugging herself.
She laid there for sometime trying to recover, her heart rate so elevated, a headache pounding making her feel dizzy.
āWho was thatā¦ who were they? Why are theyā¦ why are they so familiar? āĀ She thought closing her eyes, the sight of raven black hair mixed with a bright fiery ginger mane overtaking her sight.
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Roy hesitated looking at the long queue, feeling out of place. The crowds gathered in front of the nightclub were all dressed in dark shades, alternative styles and sparkly makeup. Roy was wearing a basebal hat, backwards for the occasion.Ā
āIām not sure about this, Dickā¦ā
āYou gonna stand her up? Come onā¦ just get in line and go get her.ā
Roy had his hands in his pockets, he was chewing the inside of his cheek when a bouncer locked eyes with him, looking him up and down. He waved for Roy to come over.
āYou Roy by any chance?ā ā He asked with his arms folded.
āUh, yeah?ā
āCome on, Donna got you this pass here.āā He took a lanyard from a pocket and handed it to Roy, then opening a side door to let him inside. ā āConcert will start in five, sheās backstage with the band.ā
Roy smiled and dove into the meandering hallways of the club until he finally emerged on the main floor. It was a nice place, heād gotten smashed there a few times over the years ā had gotten into a few drunk fights as well.
āDonāt know if you should be glad or not that you didnāt make a lasting impressionā¦ā
āGlad, for sureā¦ā ā Roy whispered walking past the excited crowds pushing towards the stage.
āI have no eyes on you in thereā¦ you want me to stay here with you all night or?ā
āNo, itās fineā¦ justā¦ you can go do whatever, enjoy yourselfā¦ā ā He said walking up to the bar.
āWithout you? Impossibleā¦ā
āCatch you later, Dickā¦ā
āSee you, Redā¦ā
Roy plucked out his earpiece as he waited for a bartender, knowing he for sure recognised him from before. He swallowed hard as the man approached him.
āWhat can I get you?ā
āUhmā¦ a Coca-Cola?ā ā Roy asked tensing his lips.
āSure.ā
He looked around the room feeling introspective, he hadnāt gone out at night in a while. He leaned back against the bar watching everyone around him with detachment.Ā
The room filled up, the lights dimmed and the band came on. Most importantly, Donna showed up. She rushed around and on top of the stage with a camera on her hands, another by her hip. She was wearing a full black outfit again, except this one was more grungy that the one heād seen at the Opera House. She stood by the edge of the stage at one point, colorful light covering her in an aura of pinks and purples and pointed her camera at Roy. She zoomed in, then pulling her face to the side and waving at him with a wide smile. Roy smiled back.
He watched Donna work for the next hour, his eyes seldom finding anything else but her to watch. She moved with agility and a smile on her face, looking absolutely radiant, happy. He tapped his bottle of soda feeling agitated the more time went by. Roy was convinced this was Donna, the Donna he knew, the Donna heād grown up with, the Donna heād loved, the Donna heād lost. He watched her drop from the stage and run between the crowd, taking pictures from the middle of the pit, dancing between shots.Ā
I was afraid at first of being a creep, of imposing the memory of someone onto aā¦ just some girlā¦ Even if this really is Donna, what right to I have to drag her back? She looks so happy, so fulfilledā¦ Donnaās life was hardā¦ What right do I have to drag her back? To make her remember me and by extension remember everything sheās gone through, make her remember her own deathā¦ She looks so happy but then again, she was also happy back thenā¦ I know she was. Itās selfish but, I canātā¦ I couldnāt really live without her, not really and nowā¦ now I canāt just live knowing sheās out thereā¦ Maybe I donāt have to tell her but I couldā¦ she loved me once, maybe she could love me againā¦ maybeā¦ maybe itās not so bad if she forgets some thingsā¦
Roy instinctively reached for his forearm, scratching the bend on his elbow.
Lots of places like thisā¦ Iāve haunted clubs like these, getting wasted, getting a fix, falling into oblivionā¦ maybe itās better if Donna doesnāt remember me, maybe itās better if she never knows about the person I once wasā¦
He felt a tightness in his chest, regret and shame. Heād been so excited seeing bits of recognition in her eyes after the fake accident, heād felt hopeful that she would remember him and nowā¦ now he wondered if he ever even wanted to be remembered. Dick remembered and he sometimes wish he didnāt, sometimes he wished he could go back to being inexperienced teens in a closet who got tipsy out of sharing a single breezer.Ā
The concert finished sooner than Roy had expected, his thought spiral having taken up most of his attention while his eyes had remained glued to Donna. Heād hesitated to move, stuck in his indecision on whether or not he was being selfish to even attempt to engage her. In the end Donna made his decision for him, breaking him out of his stupor and surprising him with a bright flash of her camera.
āYou came!ā ā She exclaimed pointing the camera away and clutching it with both hands.
āYeahā¦ thanks for inviting me, great concertā¦ā
āWhat you drinking?ā ā She asked coming closer to him by the bar.
āOh, uhā¦ just some sodaā¦ā
āNot much of a drinker?ā
āNoā¦ā
āMe eitherā¦ gives me terrible headaches.ā āĀ She looked at him through her eyelashes, longer than usual, sheād done her makeup for the occasion, her eyelids sparkly and lips glossy. ā āNice hatā¦ā
āOh, thanksā¦ not really the vibe of the place I guessā¦āĀ ā Roy said squinting, glad heād disconnected from Dick.
āSuits you though.ā ā Donna said shrugging. ā āItās kinda loud in hereā¦ wanna go somewhere a bit quieter?ā
Roy nodded, eager to get out of the club. Donna signed for the bartender and Roy was handed two bottles of soda free of charge, he held them both with one hand and Donna reached for his idle one, taking it in hers and pulling him through the crowds into backstage.Ā
They walked through narrow passageways and up rickety stairs until they made it out to the buildingās rooftop. Roy took a breath of fresh air and smiled, she might not remember him, but she sure still knew that a rooftop at night under open skies were where he probably felt most at ease.
They sat side by side with their legs dangling of the edge of the building. Donna wafted air onto herself, holding her hair up with one hand while using a flyer to push air onto her face. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair sticking to the back of her neck.
āWas boiling in thereā¦ā ā Roy joked smiling at her.
āMhmā¦ I feel like every gig like this I do is like going into a sauna, I come out of it having shed tons of water weight like a formula one driverā¦ā ā They laughed at one another, hesitant to speak. āĀ āHowās your arm?ā
āCompletely fineā¦ā ā Roy said holding his forearm with some tension, heād shot up on plenty of rooftops like this one before.
It was like Donna could read him, dropping the flyer and placing a hand on his thigh.
āAre you sure youāre alright?ā āĀ She said turning the flyer towards him and blowing air at him.
āYou do these gigs a lot?ā
āMhmā¦ weekly here, a couple nightclubs downtown as wellā¦ā
āThatās a lot of work you doā¦ā ā Roy responded remarking at her hand still on his thigh.
āI like to keep myself busyā¦ā ā She said shrugging again.
āI know what you mean.ā
Donna kicked her feet some, tapping the concrete under her fingers and Royās thigh too. She finally gave it a squeeze and pulled both hands up to her knees, pressing against them.
āRoyā¦ listenā¦ I know I asked you this before butā¦ I have to ask it again. The accident I mentioned I was in I-ā ā She looked at him. ā āI lost almost all memory I had from beforeā¦ I have glimpses into my past that remained butā¦ very littleā¦ It took me months to be cleared from the hospital, I was lucky I had help from the nurses thereā¦ they helped me set up a life butā¦ even then, there was so little about who I was before itā¦ even the hospital staff was confusedā¦ā
Roy held his breath.
āI need you to be honest with me becauseā¦ I dream of a man who looks just like you, Roy. I wake up and his face blurs awayā¦ but he looks just like youā¦ younger maybeā¦ smallerā¦ butā¦ I dream of a man who looks just like youā¦ down to the small details I can rememberā¦ I have for yearsā¦ Please, please tell me the truthā¦ Did you know me, Roy?ā
Roy dropped his head, taking a few deep breaths.
āPleaseā¦ ifā¦ if this is crazy just, just ignore me but-ā
āNoā¦ itās not crazyā¦ā ā He swallowed hard. āĀ āI did know you, Donnaā¦ā
Donnaās eyes widened and her mouth fell open, she covered it, her eyes immediately welling up. ā āYouā¦ you knew me?ā
āI didā¦ I wasnāt sure at firstā¦ everything happened so fast at the accident I wasā¦ I wasnāt sure at firstā¦ā
āButā¦ but why, howā¦ how come you didnāt knowā¦ I just disappeared and you-ā
āYou didnāt disappear, Donnaā¦ I thought you died.ā ā Tears began streaming down Royās face as he said it, chuckling nervously as he wiped them away.
āIā¦ you thought I died?!ā ā She said remembering one particular dream, the one that had scared her more than the rest, the most painful one.
āI was sure of itā¦ I- I donāt know how to explain thisā¦ itās why I didnāt say anything I thought I- I thought Iād sound crazyā¦ā
Donna lunged at Roy, hugging him tightly. He kept his arms in the air at first, not sure whether or not he should touch her. Her hair smelled just like he remembered and he melted in her arms, grabbing her tightly and sobbing into her neck.
āIām sorry, Iām sorry I didnāt knowā¦ Iām sorry I didnāt find youā¦āĀ ā He repeated again and again.
āNo harm doneā¦ā ā Donna said pulling away and cupping Royās face in her hands, pushing tears away. ā āGodā¦ I have no idea who you are and yetā¦ā
āWhat?ā
āI feel so safe hugging a complete strangerā¦ I feelā¦ it makes me so sad to see you cryā¦āĀ
She reached for Royās face, cupping his cheek and caressing it slowly, mesmerized by his green eyes. He wore a frown on his face, a pout to his lips that all softened as she caressed him. He couldnāt stop himself from leaning into her hand.
āI diedā¦ I died and youā¦ who were you to me, Roy?ā
āYou were my best friend.ā ā He said holding her hand.
āDid weā¦ did I love you? I feel likeā¦ I feel like I mightāve had feelings for youā¦ā ā She said and reached for her chest.
āI hope you didā¦ weā¦ we were together, yesā¦ā
She closed her eyes rubbing her chest, a thin stream of tears running down the sides of her eyes. She exhaled rounding her lips, giggling as she tried to recompose herself.
āRoy I am so sorry I donāt remember youā¦ā
Roy began shaking his head from side to side.
āNo, listenā¦ If it makes you feel any betterā¦ I canāt remember much at allā¦ I donāt know where I come from, my family, school or anythingā¦ I remember so little of myself I feel like, like every day I am learning something new I didnāt know beforeā¦ā
āIām so sorry Donnaā¦ā
āStop saying thatā¦ itāsā¦ itās fine nowā¦ you found me, in the dumbest possible way I guess but you found me!ā ā She said pulling her hair away from her face and sniffling. ā āMustāve been quite a shock to see me right after you fell off your bikeā¦ā
āYou have no ideaā¦ā
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Roy rushed up the stairs skipping several steps at a time, busting the front door open and slamming it behind him.
āDick! Dick!ā ā He shouted dropping his keys and kicking his shoes off, tossing his jacket on the ground.
Dick walked into the living room slowly, scratching his back and yawning. ā āRoy?ā
Roy bolted at Dick and hugged him, lifting him up and squeezing him tightly.
āShe remembered me! She remembered me!āĀ
āWoah, what? Slow down?!ā
āAfter the accident, she had this feelingā¦ she said sheād been dreaming about someone who looked like me for yearsā¦ that those dreams were nice, she feltā¦ she felt good about meā¦ā ā He said grabbing Dickās waist.
āShe remembers you? You, Roy?ā
āWellā¦ not fully, she canāt remember anything about the Titans or her life before the accident but she dreams of those yearsā¦ she canāt make sense of it cause of course she canāt, how could someone make sense of all we lived through? But she feels it, Dickā¦ Sheā¦ she hugged me, outta nowhere and she cried and she wasā¦ she was sad I was sadā¦ā
āOkayā¦ okay thatāsā¦ thatās good!ā ā Dickās eyes lit up and he smiled at Roy. ā āSo she knows you knew her?ā
āYes! She does! Also that I thought she was deadā¦ sheā¦ we spoke for agesā¦ I eventually took her home cause she said she was getting a headache, too much digging I guessā¦ā
Roy kissed Dick passionately, his mouth wide open and togue dragging and playing with Dickās. Dick pushed him away, struggling for air.
āWow hang onā¦ okay this is goodā¦ but I need airā¦ā
āNo, no airā¦ā
Roy began shoving Dick back to the bedroom, peeling his clothes off his body and Dickās too.
āDid you shower good?ā
āYeahā¦ā
āFor me?ā āĀ Roy asked slapping Dickās ass.
āYeahā¦ of course I didā¦āĀ
Roy tackled Dick onto bed, grappling with him and completely pegging him down under him.Ā
āI love youā¦ā ā He whispered into Dickās ear, suckling his ear lobe.
āMmnhnā¦ Royā¦ fuckā¦ I wasnāt expecting thisā¦ā ā Dick said giggling, his erection hurting against the mattress.
āIām so happy Dick, you have no ideaā¦ Donnaās aliveā¦ youāre hereā¦ Iā¦ she doesnāt know me and she misses meā¦ youā¦ Iām so happyā¦ā
āAnd you gotta express that by tackling me and thrusting that fat dick against my ass?ā ā Dick joked overpowering Roy and flipping them so heād be mounting him instead.
āIn or againstā¦ā ā Roy said shrugging, grabbing Dickās hips and tugging at them.
āWell what if I made your day even better and fucked you insetad, huh?ā
āYouā¦ are you sure?ā ā Roy said with his eyes lighting up.
āIāve missed you Royā¦ missed seeing you smile like thatā¦ā ā Dick dragged his hands over Royās abs, pressing his dick down before making his way down his taint. āĀ āMissed seeing you so happy, babyā¦ā
āMmmnnā¦ā ā Roy closed his eyes feeling his chest constricting, Dickās fingers always so gentle.
Dick lowered himself pulling one of Royās legs up, he kissed Royās abs and then his dick, beginning to lick him and kiss him while his fingers found their way to Royās entrance. He refamiliarised himself with Royās shape, gasping at every soft moan that escaped Royās lips.
āRoy Iām gonna fuck you so hard right nowā¦ Iām gonna make you see starsā¦ā
The chapter gives us our first peek at what Donna is going through. Dick and Roy's plotting carries on, this time it is Roy who gets to engage Donna. Dick is a bit overbearing, very protective over Roy and afraid he might relapse as a result of their investigation on Donna.
Tags: Roy Harper x Dick Grayson; Roy Harper x Donna Troy; Donna Troy & Dick Grayson; grief/mourning; wholesome; plot with porn; Teen Titans flashbacks; found family; mlm + mlw; Roy Harper centered; happy ending; mlm s3x; p in v s3x; consensual somnophilia; see Ao3 for more tags (explicit content)
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 3,299 (ch. 1, ch.2, ch.3, ch.4, ch.5, ch.6)
It was a beautiful dream, the type you feel slipping away as you wake up so regrettably it leaves a lingering feeling with you throughout the day. Donna had plenty of those dreams, spending most days grieving something she could barely remember.Ā
She jumped from bed and grabbed her dream journal, scribbling away as much as she could about it before she forgot it all.
āA lightning boltā¦ falling, falling from the clouds but alsoā¦ not falling, flyingā¦ sun, sun so warm on my skin and I was carrying someone with meā¦ they looked likeā¦ meā¦a boyā¦ sun so warm and stars, silver stars on black and redā¦ red hairā¦gingerā¦ā ā She tensed and swallowed hard thinking of it. She grabbed the bedsheets under her feeling her core tense, this hadnāt been the first time sheād dreamt of a ginger mane.
She fell back onto bed staring at the ceiling trying to remember more but all she could remember was a feeling, pleasure and joy so intense and that ginger hair but no face attached to it. She covered her eyes.
āNot againā¦ā āĀ She lamented before gathering herself and getting up.
Donna followed a strict schedule, a tight routine to keep herself busy from dawn to dusk. Her mornings always started at the gym, something about working out always made her feel better, it felt right. She felt she could always keep going, keep working out harder and harder. Sheād started only a few months ago but still she felt like sheād made such quick progress, no weights ever felt too heavy for her. She followed a strict program, it was a good one, progressive overload was a breeze if you followed it to a t it seemed.Ā
She was stretching on a mat when she felt a sharp headache creep in. She whimpered and lowered her head, pressing against her forehead as she saw him again ā the man with blue eyes who looked like her. He smiled at her, the two were stretching together, both with legs on a middle split tugging at each otherās arms to pull the other further into the splits.
āNot fair! Youāre more flexible than me!ā
āNo Iām not, I just practice more than youā¦ā
āOOuch! That hurt, Dick!ā
The vision blurred and she stifled a laugh, covering her mouth.
āOh my god youāre so rudeā¦ā āĀ She whispered to herself thinking of how sheād just called the boy a dick.
She carried on stretching, her eyes shifting to a punching bag on the corner of the room. Sheād never fought before, she didnāt think, but then again, there was so much she didnāt rememberā¦ She finished stretching and was about to leave when she felt drawn to it again.Ā
The gym was empty, she looked side to side before picking up some gloves lying around on a box next to the bag. She put them on and stood before the bag.
āThis is stupidā¦ā āĀ She said to herself before hitting a jab.
She hit the bag for fun a couple times, soon realising her whole body seemed to know what to do. Her back foot would twist when doing a cross punch without her even thinking of it, her elbows tucked and her power more than sheād expected. Sheād touched the punching bag with apprehension, worried sheād hurt herself, convinced the bag wouldnāt budge. On the contrary, she began becoming frustrated with how far the bag travelled, breaking her rhythm.Ā
She carried on punching, hitting elaborate sequences in a flow state until she hit a particularly powerful hook. She bag went flying off its hook and fell to the ground a few steps away from her. She stepped back and her arms dropped, staring at the bag open mouthed.
āI- okayā¦ maybeā¦ maybe Iām not so bad at thisā¦ā āĀ She took the gloves off in a hurry and grabbed her gym bag, rushing away as though from a crime scene. ā āThat really is a good gym program Iām followingā¦ā
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Roy looked at his watch and slapped his thumbs against the bikeās handlebars.
āI feel like we regress when weāre togetherā¦ this is such a stupid planā¦ā āĀ Dick said with his arms folded, watching Roy and āDonnaā from surveillance cameras.
āListen, one of the first times Donna and I shared a more intimate moment was when I ate shit after trying to keep up with her at trainingā¦ it was the first time I saw a side of her that wasā¦ā - He said quietly into his earpiece.
āWhat?ā
āShe let me in, in a way she hadnāt beforeā¦ she was so kind and soā¦ yeahā¦ What are you seeing?ā
āSheās still inside, waiting in lineā¦ you do realise sheāll be carrying a hot drink with her, right?ā
āNo, not todayā¦ itās Fridayā¦āĀ
āAh yes of course, Friday! How didnāt I think of that?!ā ā Dick exclaimed slapping his thighs.
āChillā¦ she had a fun cold drink last Fridayā¦ she used to always have ice cream on Fridaysā¦ā
āAnd youāre gonna take that away from her? Her special Friday treat?ā
āShut upā¦ where is she now?ā
āWould you believe me if I said sheās watching as the barista fills the cup with whipped cream?ā
āIāll accept an apology, Graysonā¦ā ā Roy said starting to pedal.
āYeah yeah, Iāll blow youā¦ā
āOh youāll have to do way more than that, you should know betterā¦ā
āThan what?ā
āThan to doubt my knowledge of Donnaā¦ā āĀ Roy said with a hint of sadness to his voice.
āSheās leaving now, sheās carrying a lot of stuff with her Royā¦ā
āIām not gonna hit her, Iāll almost hit her but only manage to hurt myself in the endā¦ā
āBe- be careful, yeah?ā
āYou softieā¦ I fuck you silly a few times and you get all mushy on meā¦ weāve done way more reckless stunts than thisā¦ā
Dick brushed his hair away from his face. It was true, they had, except so many of those stunts had ended up with Roy in the hospital, benched and hurting, loaded on painkillers. He looked around the apartment, hawk eyes still dissatisfied with all sweeps heād done in the week heād spent with Roy. Donnaās death anniversary would be in a few days, he hoped they could extend the investigation further past the date, make Roy forget it, make sure he didnāt relapse this time.
āBe safe, Royā¦ I donāt want you hurt.ā
Roy started driving into the main road. āDonnaā would be crossing the street in three seconds. He pushed the pedals harder and harder and made the sharp turn. She was carrying long tubes with prints under her arms. Roy had planned on getting close to her but the tubes actually gave him the perfect cover. He smashed his face against one as he drove behind her, flinging himself off the bike beside her without so much as touching her. He catapulted himself theatrically, drawings gasps from passersby. He landed clumsily on his side, scratching his forearm badly on the pavement.
āNhphnmp!ā āĀ He exclaimed falling, his bike sliding on the pavement by him.
āNice work, Redā¦ couldāve fooled meā¦ā
āAre you okay?!?!ā āĀ āDonnaā shouted running up to Roy.
She fell to her knees, dropping the tubes and the coffee on the grounde beside her and reached for his face. Roy felt dizzy for a moment, and not from the fall. She covered the sun, reaching for his helmet.Ā
āDid you hit your head?!ā
āNoā¦ no, I didnātā¦ all goodā¦ā ā He struggled sitting up, trying to lift himself with the arm heād grazed. It hurt more than he cared to admit. ā āAahhnmā¦ mmmā¦ā
āHereā¦ā ā āDonnaā placed a hand on his back and another on his chest, helping bring him up to a sitting position.Ā
She darted her eyes across Roy, trying to spot any further bruising. She reached for his arm and inspected it.
āDo you think you broke it? Twisted?ā āĀ Her eyes darted across his skin noticing how freckly he was, covered in tattoos.
āNoā¦ no, justā¦ just landed badly on itā¦ā ā He undid the buckle on his helmet with one hand and pulled it away, letting it drop between his legs. He shook his head, releasing his hair.
He opened his eyes to find āDonnaā staring at him wide eyed, her mouth slightly agape. She wasnāt breathing.
āAre you okay?ā ā He asked holding her hand, color had drained from her cheeks.
āIā¦ I- yesā¦ yes, sorry, Iām fineā¦ā
āIām sorry I almost ran into you, I turned a sharp cornerā¦ was stupidā¦ā āĀ He apologised, still holding her hand, her grip on his tight, very tight.
āNoā¦ no, pleaseā¦ youā¦ you were the one who fell off your bikeā¦ youāre all bruised upā¦ā ā She looked side to side, they were only a few steps away from her studio. ā āAre you sure youāre not really hurt? Should we get you to the hospital?ā
Her eyes were drawn back to him, as though magnetised. Roy lookedā¦ solar.
āIām all goodā¦ā ā Roy confirmed shaking his head and smiling.
She noticed a dimple on his cheek as he smiled, only on one side. She felt that headache again, sheād dreamt of a face like this before, freckly, with one dimple, smiling at her, kissing herā¦
āMiss?ā ā Roy asked noticing her frowning.
āUhmā¦ itāsā¦ Donnaā¦ itās Donnaā¦ā ā She said shaking the flashes of memories away, retrieving her hand to push a strand of hair behind her ear.
āDonnaā¦ thatās a beautiful nameā¦ Iām Royā¦ā
āTry hardā¦ā
āRoyā¦ listen, come hereā¦ā ā Donna stood up and helped Roy to his knees with her.
He was surprised to find she helped him up with ease, he barely moved and was on his feet having her supporting hands do most of the work for him. No small feat, Roy had been clean for some time now, heād gained weight and a hell of a lot of muscle. Dick leaned over the screen squinting at the image, smiling and shaking his head.
āSheās strong like our Donnaā¦ā
āYou see this place here?ā ā She pointed behind her. ā āThatās my studio, I have a first aid kit thereā¦ let me help youā¦ā
Roy smiled and nodded, picking up the tubes and her coffee while she ran after his bike. She gestured for him to follow her, smiling at how he picked up all her scattered items. She leaned his bike over the front of the studio and unlocked it for them.
āHere we go, thank you so much for grabbing my stuffā¦ā ā She said smiling at him. ā āSit downā¦ā
She pointed at a small sofa where customers usually sat by and waited and rushed inside. Roy placed the tubes on a coffee table, finding a napkin by a coffee machine and using it as a coaster for her drink. He finally sat down with a loud exhale, realising heād gotten way more bruised up than intended.
Donna rushed back inside and stood by a door leading inside the studio, her eyes found her iced drink on the coffee table, the napkin underneath it and she smiled.
āUhm, Roy?ā
āYeah?ā ā He looked at her with a dazed look that gave her pause.
āUhmā¦If you come inside, I have a kitchenā¦ you should probably wash that arm of yoursā¦ā
āUhā¦ rightā¦ yeahā¦ā ā He stood up and followed her inside.
She leaned beside him against the counter digging through a first aid kit box while he washed himself. He couldnāt help but notice she couldnāt keep her eyes from finding him, and he noticed because he couldnāt keep his eyes off her either.
āRoyā¦ is that your full name or a nickname?ā
āOhā¦ uhmā¦ just Royā¦ Roy William Harperā¦ā
āHarperā¦ hmmā¦ā āĀ She frowned.
āWhat?ā
āNothingā¦ justā¦ you look familiar but I donāt know any Roysā¦ no Harpers eitherā¦ā
Roy snorted at that.
āAll cleaned upā¦ā ā He said turning off the faucet.
Donna turned to inspect the cut. ā āHmā¦ doesnāt look so bad without the bloodā¦ā
āJust a scratch.ā ā Roy smiled and scrunched up his nose.
She came closer to Roy, saturating a cotton pad with disinfectant with a stern look on her face. She looked up at him before touching him, Roy nodded and she began patting him. He breathed in sharply at the sting.
āSorryā¦ā
āNo, noā¦ itās okayā¦ā ā He gripped the counter behind him with his other hand, his heart racing in his chest at how close to her he was standing.
His eyes were locked on her, forgetting all about stinging he felt elsewhere in his body too.
āDo I look familiar to you, Roy?ā ā She asked holding the pad against his skin, her eyes again finding his.
āAhā¦ uhmā¦ā
āOh, forget itā¦ so sillyā¦ā
āNo noā¦ hang onā¦ I mean, whyā¦ why would you say that?ā
āThereās justā¦ just something about youā¦ I donāt knowā¦ I really feel like I know you from somewhereā¦ Donāt mind me though, my memory is terrible.ā
āIs it?ā
Donna pulled away for a moment, retrieving bandages. When she returned she placed herself even closer to Roy, brushing his shoulder.Ā
āTerrible, had an accident a few years agoā¦ can barely remember what happened but, yeahā¦ā
āYearsā¦ damnā¦ā
āThreeā¦ three years, but itās fine I mean, itās fine.ā
āAnd I almost ran into youā¦ so sorry about thatā¦ā
She smiled at Roy and finished wrapping his forearm. Her hands were delicate on him, her touch light. She let her hand linger on him after being done.
āDonāt. I wasnāt in a hurry.ā
Roy and Donna stared at each other for a moment, the tension between them palpable. She looked down at his arm one final time and the front ends of her hair fell forwards cover her face. Roy reacted without thinking and pushed one side behind her ear, then immediately pulling his hand back.
āWellā¦ if anything sorry about your coffeeā¦ the ice has probably melted by nowā¦ā
Donna pursed her lips and pulled them off to the side for a moment, then reaching in her back pocket and taking out her phone. She looked at it, unlocking it and then took a deep breath before turning it to Roy.
āWhy donāt you give me your number and you can take me out for some coffee one of these days?ā
āDamnā¦ she got more game than youā¦ā
āFor real?ā ā Roy asked wide eyed, unable to hold back a smile.
āFor realā¦ā ā Donna responded smiling back.
Roy typed so fast he had to double take to make sure he hadnāt missed any numbers.
āIāll text youā¦ā ā She said taking the phone back.
āPlease doā¦ā
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āAargh! Dick!ā ā Roy exclaimed at the burning sensation on his side.
āStay stillā¦ā ā Dick complained with his eyes fixated on peeling the shirt off slowly from the large gash over Royās ribs. āĀ āShouldāve gotten Donna do clean this up for youā¦ā
āYou torturing me cause youāre jealous?ā ā Roy panted leaning over the sink.
āIām not torturing youā¦ the blood and pus stuck to your shirtā¦ā ā He sighed and dropped the fabric, caressing Royās stomach mindlessly. ā āThis is pointless, get in the showerā¦ā
He moved behind Roy, undoing his jeans for him with his face next to his.
āWarm water will loosen it upā¦ā āĀ He said in a low tone, breathing into Royās skin.
āGood thinkingā¦ā ā Roy responded resting against Dickās body.
Dick shoved Roy in the shower with his shirt still on and undressed himself, getting inside with him.
āDid you see how strong she is?ā āĀ Roy remarked letting the warm water run down his side.
āI didā¦ that accident she metionedā¦ā
āThink she was referring to her own death?ā
āI think she doesnāt knowā¦ā ā Dickās look was stern, he started trying to peel the shirt off again, his hands gripping Roy and steadying him. ā āI donāt think she knows she diedā¦ maybe sheā¦ā
āWhat?ā
āShe doesnāt seem to fully remember her life before itā¦ she probably doesnāt realise it, thinking she just suffered an accident that made her lose her memoryā¦ wouldnāt be the first time she doesnāt know where sheās fromā¦ā
āIt really is her, isnāt it?ā ā Roy said with a sigh, leaning against the tiled wall.
āIām leaning heavily towards yes, thoughā¦ how is still a bigā¦ yeahā¦ā
Dick peeled Royās shirt off his body slowly, giving him plenty of breaks under the warm water to loosen it up before trying to pull it off of him. Roy moaned softly in relief once it was off, turning around while still leaning against the wall and smiling at Dick.
āThanks, Dickieā¦ā ā He winked.
Dick stepped forwards, slotting himself between Royās legs and kissed him.
āThat was a really dumb plan.ā ā His face was serious, his fingers running over the gash with soap. ā āReally stupidā¦ you couldāve hurt yourself for realā¦ā
āDickā¦ā ā Roy swallowed hard. ā āIām clean, yeah?ā
Dickās eyes darted up at Roy confused.
āI know youāve been snooping aroundā¦ I know youāre worriedā¦ Iām clean, I swearā¦ Iām Arsenal, this stupid stuntā¦ I get beat up harder than that weeklyā¦ thatās not whatās gonna make me relapseā¦ā
āNo itās not, itās Donna.ā
āWhat?ā
āYouā¦ it took me too long to figure it outā¦ you, youāre such an assholeā¦ā ā Dick held Royās face in his hands. ā āYou hide it too well, for too longā¦ IĀ only noticed too lateā¦ā
āNoticed what?ā
āThat you relapse on her death anniversaryā¦ like clockworkā¦ every damn yearā¦āĀ
āThatāsā¦ thatās why you came, to babysit meā¦ cause Iām weak and I need an eye on meā¦ā ā Roy said frowning.
āWeak? Roy, youāre the strongest person I know-ā
āYou just said it yourself! I relapse every year on her death anniversary!ā
āYeah you do! And then you spend the year picking yourself up and pushing through it again and again and you make it out every time! Youāre the toughest guy I know butā¦ but I also know the longest you go without it the more dangerous it gets when you do relapseā¦ Iām not here to babysit youā¦ Iām here because neither of us should have to go through this alone.ā
āDickā¦ā
āAnd sure, I might not stick a needle in my arm but I sure as hell am no stranger to self destructive coping mechanisms, okay? We both lost Donna, but I also lost a part of you when we lost her tooā¦ I fear losing more of you every yearā¦ā
Roy embraced Dick in silence, he could never find the words to express how much he hated himself for what his addiction had put the ones he loved through.
āYouāre not weakā¦ Youāreā¦ youāre amazing Royā¦ā Ā ā Dick said nuzzling against Royās neck, caressing his chest.
āI love you too, Dickā¦ā
āI was so scared I was too late when I got hereā¦ when you asked whether Oliver had calledā¦āĀ
Roy pulled Dickās face away from his neck. He darted his eyes across Dickās face and kissed him long and soft, then covering his face with popcorn kisses, smacking his lips and speeding up until he turned Dickās sad pout into laughter.
āAlright! Alright!ā ā Dick exclaimed holding Royās face back by the jaw, pegging him against the wall. ā āWhy donāt you let me take care of you tonight?ā
Dick asked squinting, one hand running down Royās body and finding his hardening dick. Roy was a grower, it turned Dick on immensely to hold him while he expanded in his palm.
āYou are taking care of meā¦ā
āMmmnnā¦ Yeah I am, and I want more. I donāt wanna just tend to your woundsā¦ I wanna make you forget about them entirelyā¦ I wanna make you feel so good youāll forget all your hurtā¦ Think I can do that?ā
āI am sure you canā¦ā ā Roy said biting his lips and watching Dick look down, admiring his dick in his palm struggling to make up his mind on what to do first.
This chapter follows Dick and Roy as they try to figure out whether "Donna" really is Donna... they act like two dumbasses, Dick has an emotional moment with Donna and Roy is there to 'soothe' him afterwards (fucks him silly).
Tags: Roy Harper x Dick Grayson; Roy Harper x Donna Troy; Donna Troy & Dick Grayson; grief/mourning; wholesome; plot with porn; Teen Titans flashbacks; found family; mlm + mlw; Roy Harper centered; happy ending; mlm s3x; p in v s3x; consensual somnophilia; see Ao3 for more tags (explicit content)
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 3,356 (ch. 1, ch.2, ch.3, ch.4, ch.5, ch.6)
āIf we werenāt usā¦ this would be very creepy and invasiveā¦ā ā Roy said staring into the cafe the woman who looked like Donna went to almost every morning.
Dick and Roy had followed āDonnaā for a few days. She kept herself very busy with a photography business she seemed to run entirely on her own. She owned a small studio a couple blocks from her flat where mothers with newborn babies, young aspiring models, families and all came and went from dawn til dusk. āDonnaā did too, hopping on and off taxis doing comercial shoots and events. It was a crazy routine that seemed exhausting even for the two old vigilantes.
āOh, it isā¦ because itās usā¦ā ā Dick responded crunching on cereal.
āNo, Dick, come onā¦ā āĀ Roy complained. āĀ āStop chewing into my earā¦ā
āRoy weāre well intentioned, but the matter of the fact is, we are stalking a woman in the hopes she turns out to be our dead team mateā¦ itās not looking good for us hereā¦ā ā Dick kept chewing loudly, using it to cover the sounds of him tearing down Royās apartment.
He took any excuse Roy had to get out of the house to investigate, unable to stop himself from digging into every crevice. It seemed he hadnāt been too late as heād feared, not this year at least. The hardest drug he found was a pack of tylenol and some antihistamines, Roy had always had terrible seasonal allergies.
āYou still havenāt told me why youāre in Star Cityā¦ā ā Roy complained looking over at āDonnaā walking out of the coffee shop with an order to go, rushing down the street back to her studio.
āVisiting you, duuhā¦ā
āAnd? Why now?ā
āThings have been calmer back at homeā¦ā
āAnd?ā
āI missed you, you assholeā¦ now please tell me what you seeā¦ā
Roy smiled. ā āSheās going back to the studio. Her hairās up in a ponytail now, sheās wearing a wrap around top, deep blue, it has little shiny beads that reflect the sunlight like little starsā¦-ā
āRoy come on now, youāre gonna make me jealousā¦ā ā Dick said finding a box tucked away under his bed. His heart rate spiked.
āYou? Jealous? Dick you invented not being jealousā¦ none of us were ever in as many relationships as you wereā¦ā
Dick opened the box, it was metal and squeaked, he coughed to cover the sound it made.
āBless youā¦ā
āYou saying I was passed around?āĀ
āIām saying youāre into gingersā¦ all of them apparentlyā¦ā ā Roy began following āDonnaā, jumping from rooftop to rooftop on his way to her studio.
Dick paused looking at the contents of the tin: pictures from those years, pictures of the Teen Titans ā most had been taken by Donna.
āWell what can I sayā¦ā ā He said mindlessly flipping through them, he didnāt know Roy had kept them.
āDid you make the bed?ā ā Roy asked finally landing, out of breath.
āThe bed?!ā ā Dick forgot himself for a second, wondering if Roy had visuals on him.
āYeahā¦ did you make it? I wanted to change the bedsheets so donāt botherā¦ā
Dick looked at the messy unmade bed he of course had not bothered to make and scratched his head.
āOhā¦ no botherā¦ I did make it but Iāll just strip it for you nowā¦ā
Roy crouched watching āDonnaā unlock the studio. She paused before going inside, looking over her shoulder as though she could tell she was being watched.
āYouāre a beautiful liar, Dick Graysonā¦ā ā Roy said ducking from sight.
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Dick felt more nervous than heād liked to admit, his palms clammy and his jaw clenching and unclenching as he waited by the door. āDonnaā opened it in one smooth movement, the air pushing her long black hair back over her shoulders. She smiled wide at Dick, so wide his stomach dropped for a moment, recognition maybe? The butterflies in his belly were squashed the moment she extended a hand towards him.
āMister Grayson, hi, Donna Troyā¦āĀ
Dick shook her hand, self conscious about how sweaty his palms were.
āPleasure to meet you, uhm, please, call me Dickā¦ā
āThatāsā¦ an unusual requestā¦ā ā She joked stepping aside and signaling for him to follow inside. āĀ āHere, please take a seatā¦ Would you like anything? Coffee, water?ā
āNo, thank youā¦ Iām alrightā¦ā ā Dick sat down on the small couch in the middle of her apartment, her living quarters sectioned with long lilac curtains than hung from the ceiling, her living room adapted to look like a meeting space.
She sat down across from him with a small ipad on her lap, her eyes inspecting Dick just as he couldnāt help himself from inspecting the apartment ā he avoided lingering on her too long, it was eerieā¦ painful.
āRightā¦ Dickā¦ What can I do for you?āĀ
āIā¦ wellā¦ I need my picture takenā¦ā ā Dick smiled and scratched the back of his head, the plan had sounded a lot better in the shower, but then againā¦ everything had felt better in the shower while Roy had covered his body in soap.
āRightā¦ā ā āDonnaā squinted at Dick and bit her lip. ā āListenā¦ may I be frank here?ā
āOf course!ā āĀ Dick sat up, prying his mind away from the memories of the previous night.
āI run an alright business here in Star City butā¦ I took the liberty of looking you up of course, I hope you donāt mindā¦ why would you come all the way here for aā¦ a pretty no name photographer to take your picture? I mean, youāve had so many famous photographers take your likeness beforeā¦ youāve even modelled shortly, am I correct?ā
āUhmā¦ yesā¦ Yes I haveā¦ā ā Dick shifted in his seat. ā āWellā¦ in keeping with being openā¦ My life has changed quite a bit lately, youāve looked me up so youāve probably seen things about the Alfred Pennyworth Foundationā¦ Iāve been wanting to update some of the pictures I have out there of meā¦ something that feels moreā¦ dignified I guess? I got enough paparazzi shots of me stumbling out of nightclubsā¦ā
Donna giggled. ā āYou sure doā¦ā
āI saw your work and I donāt knowā¦ I feel like most pictures Iāve ever had taken of me were justā¦ prettyā¦ your work, thereās more to itā¦ thereās always a story there even if itās a simple headshot with a white backgroundā¦ you have a good eyeā¦ā
āDonnaāsā expression shifted, it pained Dick to see it. She smiled still but more seriously.
āThatāsā¦ thank youā¦ thatās quite a complimentā¦ā
āI hope itās not too much I justā¦ I feel like I can trust you with thisā¦ā ā It was Dickās gaze now that felt more intense.
āDonnaā tapped against the ipad and put it down on a coffee table between them.
āAlright thenā¦ so tell me, who is Dick Grayson?ā
A gut punch, Dick laughed with her while feeling tears whelling up behind his eyes. He took a deep breath in, looking around himself.
āIām an older brotherā¦ I lost my parents youngā¦ I grew up in a circus before thatā¦ I was adopted by a man who knew tragedy like my own, he helped shape me into the man I am nowā¦ I came from nothing, my home was people, never a placeā¦ Iāve called many places home in my life but they were always transitoryā¦ā
āIāve read about itā¦ Halleyās Circusā¦ā
āYeahā¦ I guess most of who I am goes back to itā¦ā
āYes butā¦ you, you said somethingā¦ it wasnāt the circus itself that shaped you so much as it was the people, correct? I mean, the other circus performers of course and your family, but also the people you perform too, right?ā
āYeahā¦ Iā¦ Iāve always found myself working in teams, helping othersā¦ā
āFriendsā¦ familyā¦ teamsā¦ you donāt fly solo, do you?ā
Dick blinked long and hard, a pained smile poking through.
āNoā¦ I donātā¦ never didā¦ā
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Dick shut the door and lingered by it, his forehead pressed against it.
āDick?ā āĀ Roy asked walking into view. āĀ āHeyā¦ you good?ā
He walked up to Dick and wrapped his arm around him, turning him so he could face him. Dickās eyes were glossy, his lips quivering.
āHeyā¦ hey, whatā¦ what happened?ā
āJustā¦ It was hardā¦ā ā He straightened himself up, staring at Roy, his hand still wrapped around Dickās back, squeezing his side. āĀ āFuckā¦ itās herā¦ it is Donnaā¦ it has to beā¦ā
Dick grabbed Royās face and kissed him, a desperate kiss through ragged breathing. Royās face fell back as Dick pressed against him, then fighting off the force and reaching for Dick, savouring his lips.
āOh Dickā¦ā ā Roy said pulling away, the kiss turning salty from tears streaming down Dickās face.
Roy looked at Dick, his lips flushed and eyes a blue so piercing surrounded by red, he always turned a bright pink whenever he cried He caressed Dickās cheecks and grabbed his hair, kissing him again except this time it was him who pushed Dick back. Dickās back slammed against the door and Roy pressed his body against his, Dickās hands squeezing Royās back and moving down to his hips. He pulled them towards himself and let out a soft whimper escape his lips feeling his bulge press against Roy.
āRoyā¦ā ā He moaned letting his head hang back while Roy kissed his neck, his fingers undoing Dickās jeans. ā āHmmnnā¦ Royā¦ā
āWhat?āĀ
āI missed you so badā¦ā
Roy pulled Dickās pants down, lowering himself while covering his body in kisses. He pulled Dickās shirt up, dragging his lips across him territorially, finally landing on his lower belly, feeling Dickās hard cock pressing against his jawline. He kissed him there for some time, knowing exactly where Dick was most sensitive and grabbed a handful of his balls, squeezing them.
āAnnmā¦ mmmā¦ Royā¦ā
āDick I donāt wanna suck youā¦ā ā Roy said pressing his head sideways against Dickās lower stomach, giving his dick soft kisses. āĀ āI wanna fuckā¦ can we fuck?ā
Dickās buttcheek tensed and he unloaded glistening precum to his tip, Roy watched adoringly, bringing a hand to Dickās ass and grabbing it.
āYeahā¦ fuckā¦ yeahā¦ letāsā¦ hmmmā¦ā ā Royās fingers trailed his entrance, always so smooth, so readyā¦ ā āLetāsā¦ letās get to bed imma fall if he stand hereā¦ā
Roy got up to his feet and kissed Dick while he kicked his pants and underwear off, then rushing to his bed. He grabbed Dick and pushed him onto bed, aching to remove his clothes. Dick laid on his elbows, one hand finding its way to his dick and pumping himself slowly watching Roy undress with docile eyes.
āSlowerā¦ā ā Dick ordered with his mouth hanging open.
Roy had gotten new tattoos since heād last seen him and found himself admiring them over his strong physique: he couldnāt remember the last time heād looked this good, this strong.
āFuck not this againā¦ you wanna be fucked or not, huh?ā ā Roy complained despite obeying, his hands dragging over his body as he pulled his shirt off.
āYeah, just like thatā¦ā
Roy performed for Dick, every motion from pulling off his shirt to reaching for his jeans slow and deliberate, his eyes focused on Dick and his hands full of himself.
āI got a new scarā¦ youāre gonna like this oneā¦ā
āI donāt like you getting covered in scarsā¦ā ā Dick protested. ā āNot even paper cutsā¦ā
āCome onā¦ chek this outā¦ā ā Roy undid his jeans slowly, pulling them down and then tugged at his underwear, revealing a large cut leading down.
āRoy!ā ā Dick dropped his cock and crawled over to Roy, the cut was recent, the scar still red. ā āThatās way too close for comfortā¦ā
Dick trailed the scar and thenĀ grabbed a handful of Royās dick over his underwear. āĀ āHmmā¦ youāre so heavyā¦ didnāt I blow you good enough last night?ā
āToo goodā¦ need moreā¦ā ā Roy groaned closing his eyes.
āFineā¦ come onā¦ you can undress nowā¦āĀ ā Dick conceded laying back down and spreading his legs.
Roy followed his orders and jumped over Dick, his knee pushing against his balls and kissed his face. ā āYouāre so prettyā¦ only you can order me around like thatā¦ā
He reached for a bottle of lube behind Dick and covered his fingers with it, pushing one of Dickās legs over his shoulder and trailing his taint down to his entrance with greedy fingers.
āHmmā¦ā
āWhat is this, huh? Thought you were all hornyā¦ youāre tight as hellā¦ā
āItās been a whileā¦ā ā Dick moaned feeling Roy push a finger inside, dragging it around in circular motions.
āThatās no good, Dickieā¦ someoneās gotta take care of youā¦ā
āI doā¦ Iām not alone justā¦ no guysā¦ā
āThatās no goodā¦ youāre a team playerā¦ you take it so goodā¦ you give it even betterā¦ā
āArrghhmmā¦ fuck!ā ā Dick exhaled loudly, Roy pushed a second finger inside and began motioning towards his belly button, calling for Dick.
āShhā¦ come onā¦ donāt act like this is newā¦ā
āMMmmnnā¦ Royā¦ fuckā¦ā
āAre you gonna say anything coherent any time soon?ā āĀ Roy joked rubbing his dick against Dickās thigh.
āNo chanceā¦ā āĀ Dick joked laughing, clutching the bedsheets around them.
āThink youāre ready for me Dickie?ā ā Roy said lowering himself further, Dickās flexibility always coming in clutch.Ā
āHmmā¦ grab aā¦ grab a condomā¦ā ā Dick moaned.
āYou donāt wanna feel me pour into you?ā
āShut upā¦ just do what I sayā¦ā
āAs if I have any other choiceā¦ā āĀ Roy dragged his fingers out pressing downward, making Dick pant at the feeling.
He wiped the lube off his fingers and slapped a condom on his dick faster than Dick could notice, inebriated by the lingering feeling of Royās touch.
Roy took both of Dickās legs up, grabbing him by the thighs and pulled him close to him, then guiding himself inside slowly.
āBreathe inā¦ā āĀ A push. ā āAnd outā¦ niceā¦ nice, babyā¦ do it again for me, pleaseā¦ā
Dick breathed in hard, gasping at the feeling of Roy sliding further in with small thrusts, then holding his breath.
āNah uh- we donāt do that, remember? Breathe, Dickā¦ breatheā¦ā
āI- I canātā¦ā āĀ Dick said taking short gasps.
āYeah you canā¦ or else Iāll pull out of you, you bratā¦ come on I donāt want you passing out on meā¦ā
āItās just too- mmnnooohhā¦ itās too goodā¦ā
āItās gonna feel better with oxygen in your lungsā¦ breatheā¦ā
Dick obeyed, forcing himself to focus on his breathing. Roy caressed his stomach and chest now that he was buried deep enough he could let go of his dick. He grabbed Dickās chest, flicking his nipple with his rough fingers and thrusted one final time, almost fully buried.
āAh! Fuck! HHMmnnpphhā¦ Royā¦ Roy oh my godā¦ Roy pleaseā¦ā
āWhat do you want? Whatās wrong?ā
āShallowā¦ shallowā¦ pull out a bitā¦ fuckā¦ā
āShhā¦ Iām just getting startedā¦ you can orgasm all you want, the more the better but you aināt coming just yet, Dickieā¦ā āĀ Roy was a tease, biting his lips and completely unware as to how insanely hot he looked. His hair was the perfect level of messy that drove Dick crazy.Ā
He grabbed Dickās cock and held it captive against his stomach, pressing on it.
āYou aināt comingā¦ not until I doā¦ā ā He said beginning to thrust shallow and fast like Dick had asked him to.
It felt so good Roy struggled keeping his eyes open, his hand growing limp over Dickās dick, needing to remind himself to press harder from time to time. Dick laid there taking it, his arms flung over his head resting back.
āYou gonna just lie there and let me fuck you blind, huh? Youāre such a pillow princessā¦ā
āRoy I wannaā¦ manā¦ I wanna do something trust me but I- I canātā¦ā ā Dick was rolling his eyes, his breathing still ragged and irregular. Each thrust making his core clench more and more.
Roy kept pushing, the sound of his balls slapping against Dickās ass making him so turned on. The room smelled of sex, the bed sheets getting drenched in sweat and lube.
āImma come down a bitā¦ wrap your legs around me if you can, Boy Wonderā¦āĀ
Dick obeyed, Roy laid over him and he wrapped his legs around him while he pushed deeper into Dick, slowing down and feeling the way Dickās walls clenched around his dick.
They tuned into the sounds of one another, sweet short gasps and ragged breathing while their lips touched. They werenāt kissing so much as they were breathing into each other, their soft lips adding to the eroticism of how deep inside Dick Roy was. He couldāve stayed there all night, inside the man he loved more than anything in the world, but he couldnāt, he felt so good he had to push, he had to thrust, he had to fuck and he had to cum, there was no other way.
āDick youāre so goodā¦ I love fucking you so muchā¦ no one feels like youā¦ youāre soā¦ so goodā¦ā ā He spoke and Dick grabbed his lip, suckling on his bottom one while he finally came back to himself.
He grabbed Royās hips with his hands, helping pull him harder and deeper into himself. He gasped but kept going, a pained whimper filling his throat and pouring out of him warm against Royās mouth.
āAhhā¦Royā¦ā ā He gasped, clenching so tight around Roy that he let go of Dick for a moment, resting a fist on the mattress.
Dick raised his pelvis pressing against Roy and climaxed hard, his ribcage flaring as he breathed in and in and in unable to exhale. He finally let the air out of his lungs and covered himself and Royās stomach in his sticky cum.
āOh Dickā¦ oh youāre so messyā¦ā āĀ Roy chuckled looking down at Dickās cock, captive under Royās weight. ā āYou want me to pull out?ā
āNoā¦ keep goingā¦ I got more in meā¦ā ā Dick said doubting himself.
āSure you doā¦ letās get you there againā¦ mmnnn fuckā¦ā
Roy fucked Dick harder than ever, he fucked him through the long drawn out waves of pleasure that were constricting Dickās chest.Ā
He slipped both arms under Dick, grabbing him territorially tightly against himself and thrusting with all he had. His thighs were shaky but he had to keep going, soft moans escaping Dickās lips making his own mouth let out long throaty huffs. It took longer than heād expected, his mind drifting across memories through the years, he felt a tightness in his chest of all heād lost, of everyone heād loved so hard and lost.
He focused his eyes on Dick, on the way his cheeks were flushed, his hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. He frowned and with a surprised gasp finally ejaculated into Dick, sad he wouldnāt be able to see the load heād shot pour out of him, it felt like a ton.Ā
He kept grabbing Dick as he came, his breathing ragged and his orgasm loud. Dick was surprised by it as well, worried about Roy. The sex had shifted from raw and erotic to intimate and vulnerable in a split second. Roy hid his face against Dickās neck, hugging him so tight it almost hurt. Dick embraced Roy back, still holding him captive inside him and ran his fingers through the back of his hair.
āShhā¦ hey Royā¦ come onā¦ itās okay, babyā¦ itās okayā¦ was thatā¦ was that good?ā
āMmmhhmmā¦ yeahā¦ fuck, it was goodā¦ā ā He said holding back tears, it had felt so good he wanted to cry.
āCome here, look at meā¦ oh Royā¦ā ā Dick smiled seeing the pout in Royās lips. He kissed it away. āĀ āYouāre gonna be okay, yeah? I got youā¦ā
Roy smiled and sniffled, slowly releasing his grab on Dick.
āDamnā¦ shouldnāt have changed the bedsheets just yetā¦ā ā He said looking around himself. Ā ā āWe made a mess, huh?ā
āCouldāve been worseā¦ didnāt draw blood this timeā¦ā ā Dick quipped taking a bite out of Royās shoulder.
āNoā¦ none of that you bratā¦ no bloodā¦ not faintingā¦ hmmnnpphhā¦ fuck that was goodā¦ā
Roy pulled himself out of Dick slowly and collapsed on the bed next to him, taking deep breaths and staring at the ceiling feeling like he was seeing stars.Ā
Donna was brought back from the dead, but with scattered patchy memories she has moved on from trying to unravel her past and is a photographer in Star City, that is, until Roy spots her while on a mission and almost has a heart attack.
The story follows Dick and Roy trying to unravel the mystery of the woman who looks like Donna while leaning on each other to process their shared grief. The fic is full of smut, funny moments between Dick and Roy as well as wholesome scenes between the Wonder Twins and Dick and Roy.
Tags: Roy Harper x Dick Grayson; Roy Harper x Donna Troy; Donna Troy & Dick Grayson; grief/mourning; wholesome; plot with porn; Teen Titans flashbacks; found family; mlm + mlw; Roy Harper centered; happy ending; mlm s3x; p in v s3x; consensual somnophilia; see Ao3 for more tags (explicit content)
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 2,126 (ch. 1, ch.2, ch.3, ch.4, ch.5, ch.6)
Roy had a habit of avoiding looking up at the starry sky, especially on nights like these when there was not a cloud to cover the deep black speckled with sparkling silver dots. He broke this habit this night and looked up for once, finding himself amazed at just how beautiful the sky looked. He sighed, restinig his bow on his thigh. It would be a long stakeout but at least for once he wasnāt investigating some shady warehouse with ugly thugs. No, this night the sky and the ballroom of the Star City Opera House were dotted with stars. He watched over the great room, a dome of glass granting him a panoramic view he seldom got to enjoy.
āHey Red Arrowā¦ā āĀ He heard over his earpiece.
āHey old manā¦ howās it hanging?ā
āNot too badā¦ at least we get to watch something a little less gritty this time, huh?ā ā Oliver responded with his usual light tone.
āTook the words from my mouth.ā ā Roy smiled drawing his eyes away from the stars to the Opera House. ā āSo, the fake heirā¦ā
āShould be arriving soonā¦ can I just say, itās good to see youā¦ā
āOh you growing soft on me now? What happened, huh?āĀ
āNothing much, just happy to be working on a case together againā¦ been a whileā¦ā ā Green Arrow sounded awfully emotional, Roy wondered if heād forgotten something.
He bit his lip and watched the waiters walking around distributing champagne flutes to men and women in long gowns and elaborate hairdos. He scratched the stubble on his face, overgrown and messy ā Roy had a habit of forgetting himself.
āSo whatās the breakdown on this guy again?ā
āOne big smoke screenā¦ the guy is going around acting like the great heir to a central asian dynasty of a country that doesnāt exist, getting investment and support into a shell companyā¦ admirable skill really, heās swindling bankers and tech guys all around out of their dirty cash exceptā¦ā
āIs he just greedy?ā
āHeās buying land all over the cityā¦ south side mainlyā¦ projects and allā¦ I smell something badā¦ā
āSo whatās the plan?ā
āWatch, track who he speaks to, then speak to them, then track him some moreā¦ā
āNo engagement, huh?ā
āNot if all goes wellā¦ this guy is pretty well shielded, need to catch him with his pants downā¦ā
āGotchaā¦ā ā Roy sat back a little, using his mask to zoom in he could afford to perch a little less uncomfortably knowing this was mostly just a stakeout.
āHowāve you been, Red?ā ā Oliver asked doing the same from across the glass dome.
āFine? You?ā
āSplendidā¦ā
āCoolā¦ā ā Roy watched on feeling like maybe Oliver had his eyes on him instead of the party they were meant to be watching, wondering if this mission was a done job Oliver was using as a cover to get some time with him ā either way, he didnāt mind it.
He tapped his bow and looked over with growing disinterest until he spotted someone moving quickly across the room. They werenāt dressed like all others, no fancy sparkly gowns. The tall woman with long sleek black hair was dressed in all black. A black long sleeve turtle neck, black trousers and black shoes. She carried a large camera with her around her neck and other photography paraphernalia around her hips and thighs. It reminded Roy of the clothes a superhero would wear, a utility belt of sorts. He smiled feeling drawn to her, zooming his sight even more until he noticed her stop and talk to someone. They discussed and the man pointed at something behind her, lending her to turn around to follow whatever he was pointing at, revealing her face. Roy gasped audibly, air being punched out of his lungs he leaned forwards, catching himself on the sleek glass of the dome. He couldnāt believe his eyes, the woman looked exactly like Donna.
āRed?! Whatās wrong?ā ā Oliver asked having heard Royās gasp, his breathing growing ragged. He looked over and saw Roy leaning forwards, clutching his chest.
āItāsā¦ it canāt beā¦ā ā Roy mumbled unable to peel his eyes away, following her, waiting for the moment heād blink and the woman would look like someone else, a trick of the eye or something.
āRed?! Respond dammit, whatās happening?ā
āDonnaā¦ the- the photographerā¦ itās Donnaā¦ā
Green Arrow diverted his eyes from Roy and tried to spot the woman he was referring to.
āCome on little arrowā¦ Weāre pretty far up here, surely itās just a- Holy crap!ā ā Oliverās eyes widened catching sight of the young woman. ā āThat looks like Donna alrightā¦ā
āAre you- are you seeing what Iām seeing? Iām notā¦ Iām not hallucinating this, right?ā ā Royās voice was choked.
āIām not one for false hope son, but that is a carbon copy of Donnaā¦ā
āIt canāt beā¦ itās beenā¦ itās been three yearsā¦ It canāt be weā¦ she wasā¦ she was dead.ā
Roy clutched his arrow, regaining some rhythm to his breathing. For the next few hours he watched the woman attentively, not a moment went by where he wasnāt looking at her, following her as she travelled through the great ballroom like a pinbal taking pictures with two cameras, a bright flash making Royās vision dotted with sparkles every time it went offĀ
She paused for a bit on the corner of the great room, taking a long sip of water and tying her hair up. She used a large claw clip to secure it, her straight hair falling perfectly messy and framing her face.
āFuckā¦ā ā Roy whispered, having seen Donna put her hair just the same so many times before during training, during missions, in the bedroomā¦
āRed?ā
āUh nothingā¦ she justā¦ she put her hair up just like- just like Donna used toā¦ā
Hours went by and Roy watched nothing else but the woman who looked just like Donna until the party fizzled, the ballroom emptied and she found herself on a corner packing her equipment into a large bag.
āUhmā¦ Arrow?ā āĀ He asked seeing her speak on the phone, making her way out front.
āYes?ā
āIām gonna follow her, hope you donāt mindā¦ā
āPlease doā¦ the fake heir can wait, you found yourself a far more interesting mystery to unravelā¦ā
āThanks old manā¦ā ā Roy said running off to the edge of the building, perching next to gargoyles as he watched the woman rush out of the building into a taxi. ā āGame onā¦ā
Roy ran after the taxi jumping from rooftop to rooftop, swinging when he could. He celebrated being in good shape, the streets were so empty the taxi cruised fast, this wouldāve been much harder a few months ago when he was still recovering from a particularly long bender.Ā
The taxi eventually stopped in front of a brownstone apartment complex on the east side of the city. He watched as the woman left the car and waited for a light to come on. The top floor lit up shortly after and he settled on a rooftop across from it watching as the woman came inside shedding the layers of equipment all over a long table.Ā
The apartment was beautiful, a big industrial loft similar to his own place ā the perfect space for a vigilante and a photographer alike it seemed. The walls were a mix of brick and painted walls in a mauve shade that gave the space a feminine touch, flowers and rice paper lanterns softened the harsh burnt cement flooring. The woman undressed and entered the bathroom. Roy couldnāt peel his eyes away, trying to find something, anything that would tell him he was wrong. A birthmark, a scar, a tattoo or anything that could help him identify the woman. He found nothing out of place. The beauty spots were right where heād remembered them, the three ones on the back of her shoulder as well as the one next to her belly button heād made a habit of kissing almost every day. He swallowed hard.
āIt canāt beā¦ itās been three yearsā¦ it canāt beā¦ā
He waited while she showered, watching the apartment telling himself he was gathering evidence. She emerged from the bathroom, wrapped up in a fluffy bathrobe that was a dark blue shade covered in big white stars. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun and she was brushing her teeth, pacing the house while she did it. Roy gripped his suit over his chest feeling his breathing quicken.
āThatā¦ what are the oddsā¦ā
The woman eventually finished getting herself ready for bed and the lights went off in the loft. Roy sat there for some time digesting all heād seen for the night, conflicted and confused.
āIt canāt beā¦ I mustāve missed something, I must haveā¦ā ā He said to himself tugging his knees against his chest.
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The doorbell had been going off for ages, Roy was at his limit. He yanked himself from bed walking with heavy steps towards it and slammed the front door open not caring how heād look. He was expecting his rough sleepy self to scare off whoever was on the other side trying to bother him, he was dead wrong.
āDick?ā ā He asked blinking repeatedly, the ghost of the other wonder twin haunting him it seemed.
āHey, Royā¦ā ā Dick said with an easy smile.
āDid Oliver call you?ā āĀ Roy asked stretching.
āNoā¦ whyā¦?ā āĀ Dickās smile dropped and his eyes ran over Royās body analysing every inch of him, lucky for him Roy was shirtless.
Roy turned around and pointed for Dick to follow him inside.
āBeen a whileā¦ā
āHeyā¦ come hereā¦ā ā Dick said catching up to Roy, a hand finding his waist and pulling him back. ā āDid I wake you?ā
āYeahā¦ itās fineā¦ā ā Roy stopped and blinked hard, focusing on the feeling of Dickās warm hand on his shirtless body.
Dickās eyes scanned Royās apartment, finding his suit on the floor by the window, his bow and arrow tossed on the couch.
āRoyā¦ what the hellā¦ā
āWhat?ā āĀ Roy shot his eyes open.
āYou just leave all your stuff lying around like this?ā
āOhā¦ canāt see through the windowsā¦ā ā He leaned into Dick, his head finding his shoulder and resting on it. āĀ āListenā¦ I need to tell you somethingā¦ā
Dick tensed under Roy, his eyes scanning his arms and feet one more time before he pulled Royās head up, cupping his cheeks in his hands, afraid heād come too late.
āWhat?ā āĀ His brow furrowed, his heart racing.
āYouāre not gonna believe me when I say thisā¦ but, I think I saw Donna last nightā¦ā
Dick didnāt react at first, tensing his mouth and looking at Roy with sad eyes.
āRoyā¦ā ā He began caressing his head, tangling his fingers on his hair.
āNo no, listen, Oliver was there tooā¦ he also couldnāt believe itā¦ thatās why I asked if heād sent youā¦ā ā Roy said pulling away despite not wanting to, finding comfort in Dickās warm hands and touch after such an emotional night.
He walked up to his laptop and typed away, hunching over the long dinner table that was always covered in gadgets. Dick looked around some more while he made his way to Roy, spying on his surroundings and Royās body. He leaned over behind him, slotting his head on his shoulder and looking over it.
āLookā¦ā ā Roy pulled up the feed from the ballroom, showing the recordings of the photographer.
Dick straightened up immediately, pushing Roy to the side and leaning over the computer. He zoomed in and watched attentively in silence for some time.
āWhen was this?āĀ
āLast nightā¦ā
āDid you engage her?ā
āNo, I followed her homeā¦ sheā¦ā āĀ Roy grimaced and closed his eyes, collapsing onto a chair next to Dick and covering his eyes. ā āShe was wearing a bathrobe covered in stars Dickā¦ her flat isā¦ full of cameras and lights and tarps for backgroundsā¦ itās full of orchids and those japanese lanterns like the ones she had in her room at Titans Towerā¦ā
He took a deep breath in and felt the air choke in his throat.
āHeyā¦ā ā Dick opened himself up, placing a hand on Royās hunched back.
Roy reached for Dick, grabbing his clothes and resting his head against his stomach. He sobbed, he cried hard and clutched Dick desperately. Dick kept his hand on Royās back, the other finding his head and cradling the back of his skull making small caresses.
āShe looks exactly like her Dickā¦ exactly like herā¦ā
āListenā¦ weāll figure it out, okay? Weāllā¦ Iāll help you sort this one outā¦ā ā Dick said with his eyes focused on the screen, the image frozen on a close up shot of the woman who looked like Donna, smiling.Ā
Dick pulled Roy even closer, embracing him against his body.
Writing smut about Dick Grayson is genuinely so hard, I feel like Iām having an aneurysm proofreading whether I wrote āDickā or ādickā in the right places š„
A short&sweet fluff piece of Stephanie and Tim being cute together during her pregnancy. I got tired of how that whole arc was handled and Tim's messy characterisation during it I decided to write a short little piece of him being down bad for Steph and the two being cute together to heal a part of my soul that knows there was the potential for an interesting story there.
Tags: Stephanie Brown x Tim Drake; one shot; fluff; teen pregnancy; wholesome; Tim Drake is down bad for Stephanie Brown; Stephanie Brown and Tim Drake being cute; making out; no sex
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 3,265 (completed)
Music blaring on headphones, like always. Steph heard none of the chaos from Gothamās subway system, her ears flooded with music, her mind drifting far away from the piss smelling underground. So far away she didnāt hear the multiple men shouting āwatch it!ā āget away, kid!ā āyou crazy!ā as she stepped into the carriage, not that they were shouting at her of course.Ā
No seatsā¦ greatā¦ ā She thought looking side to side and settling for one of the lower bars on the ceiling she could reach.
She wrapped her hand around it and let her other hand let go off her canvas messenger bag, tugging at her layered tank tops uncomfortably. They rode up more than sheād expected, struggling with a lack of choice for what to wear in the burning summer heat sheād had little choice but to find a compromise: the lilac tank top she wanted to wear that barely covered her belly, and a light pink tank top that was a little longer that almost managed to cover her bump.
Stupidā¦ ughā¦ this looks dumb as hellā¦ ā She thought looking down and seeing the fabric immediately start to roll up.
The doors beeped and just before they fully shut a blur hopped into the carriage ā the same blur that had rushed down the escalators defying gravity to make it in time causing a riot. Steph looked over her shoulder to find Tim Drake sweaty and unbalanced taking a step toward her. He brushed his unkept hair away from his face and smiled so wide Steph forgot herself for a moment, almost losing her balance as the subway began moving.
Tim swooped in, stepping towards her and reaching a hand around her back to stabilise her.Ā
āHey gorgeous!ā ā He said grabbing the handle over them, his hand bumping hers.
He looked down and slowly pulled his hand away from her back to her waist, his thumb spreading towards her bump as he held her. Steph flinched, one hand finding Timās chest and touching it gently, pushing herself away from him.
āTim! What are you doing here?!ā ā She asked suddenly feeling even more self conscious about her choice of clothing.
āBack in Gotham for Summerā¦ā
āThatās greatā¦ but I meant moreā¦ hereā¦ here hereā¦ā ā She said laughing.
āOhā¦ rightā¦ I knew youād need to change at central to carry on north to the doctorās office and your appointment is in thirty minutes so-ā
āPause.ā ā She widened her eyes. Ā ā āYou knew where and when I was going.ā
āYes.ā ā Tim widened his eyes and then smiled awkwardly.
āWhy am I surprisedā¦?ā ā She rolled her eyes.
āIāve missed youā¦ā ā He said standing even closer to Stephanie.
āMissed you too, Drakeā¦ā
Tim reached one hand for Stephās face and cupped her cheek, bringing his lips to hers and giving her a soft gentle kiss.
āGreat city this one huhā¦ no one offer you a seatā¦ You wanna sit down?ā ā He asked looking around himself, having spoken loud enough people heard him, avoided his judging eyes.
āItās fineā¦ Iāmā¦ itās fineā¦āĀ
Heās so cuteā¦ I hate it but heās so cuteā¦
āI like your top, topsā¦ I like themā¦ā Ā ā He said bringing up one of the fallen straps back up to her freckly shoulder.
āThanksā¦ itāsā¦ā āĀ She shook her head and tugged at the fabric again uncomfortably.
Tim watched, a soft smile forming on his lips as he watched her annoyed hand gestures tugging at the soft fabric, trying and failing miserably to cover her baby bump.
āHowās private school, huh? You get used to the fancy uniform yet?ā
āNeverā¦ I think Iād rather wear your clothes than that stuffy tieā¦ā ā Tim joked taking his hand from Stephanieās strap to a strand of her hair, twirling it mindlessly.
āWellā¦ you can haveāem! Not like Iāll be wearing any of them for a whileā¦ā ā She joked and laughed but there was a hint of sadness in her eyes Tim couldnāt help but notice.
He leaned forwards and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
āYou look beautifulā¦ Almost fell down the escalator when I spotted you and it had nothing to do with the fact I was jumping over half of its lengthā¦ā
āThanksā¦ā
āYour hair looks nice, did you get a haircut?ā
āYeah, mom took me to get the ends trimmed after I-ā ā Stephanie paused and shook her head.
āAfter you what?ā
āHad a breakdown over the bumpā¦ couldnāt hide it anymore for school and it was all very explosive in the Brown householdā¦ā
āAnd the conclusion was your mom took you to get a haircut?!ā ā Tim joked.
āPretty muchā¦ it wasā¦ was a long dayā¦ā āĀ She smiled remembering the explosive arguments followed by crying and hugs followed by more screaming and clothes being thrown on the floor and slamming doors.
āYou didnāt tell me anything about itā¦ā
āWas a few weeks agoā¦ you were busy with some stuffā¦ it was a silly dayā¦ā
āItās not silly!ā ā Tim protested, regretting not having been around more. āĀ āItās notā¦ā
Steph smiled back at Tim, feeling that new fluttering in her stomach that had surprised her so much as of late. It drew her attention and her eyes lost focus for a moment.
āSteph? Whereād you go? Steph?ā
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āStephanie Brown?ā ā The nurse called out, inspecting the waiting room.
āThatās meā¦ can you hold my jacket?ā ā Steph asked standing up and clutching her bag, dropping her jacket on Timās lap.
āUh yeahā¦ā ā He responded seeing her walk off into the doctorās office all alone.
That must be scaryā¦ ā He thought clutching the jacket against his body, Stephanieās sweet and fruity perfume soothing him some.
He looked around the small waiting room seeing couples almost twice their age waiting around, talking in hushed voices, husbands rubbing their wivesā rounded bellies, smiles and giggles all around, small babies in prams cooing.Ā
And I dare think I feel out of place at private school just because itās in a different uniform that I feel most like myselfā¦ canāt imagine how she must feel hereā¦
He looked at a picture showing a diagram of fetal growth on the wall ahead of him.
She didnāt even look pregnant when I was last hereā¦ maybe just a tiny little bumpā¦ like sheād had a big mealā¦Ā
He inspected the diagram, trying to place Steph and the baby in it, unsure of the week count.
26? 27? Maybe? Itās hard to tellā¦ sheās smallā¦ thatāsā¦ that looks like a baby alreadyā¦
Tim clutched the jacket harder, his stomach in a twist. He felt cold suddenly, a cold sweat dripping down his back.
Women are the most vulnerable during pregnancy, statisticallyā¦ the most at risk of death than at any other time in their lives isnāt thatā¦ isnāt that how it goes? ā He thought bouncing his legs up and down. ā But Stephā¦ sheāsā¦ born and raised in Gotham, daughter of a criminal, teen vigilanteā¦ surelyā¦ surely sheās at less risk now than ever before, right? Right?!
He leaned forwards, still clutching Stephās jacket tightly in his arms.
But she is a teenagerā¦ I hate thisā¦ I canātā¦ I canāt go back to schoolā¦ I need toā¦ I need to tell dad, heāll understandā¦ Heāll understand that Steph needs me around nowā¦ or Batman, I can tell him and he can keep an eye on her orā¦ what am I sayingā¦ does she need me? Sheās here all alone! Going to the doctors, going to schoolā¦ sheās doing it all alone, she doesnāt need meā¦ but maybeā¦ maybe she does need a friendā¦ not Robinā¦ not Batmanā¦ but meā¦ a friendā¦ a boyfriend or whatever strange in between we are right nowā¦ Ugh Iām gonna be sickā¦
Tim opened the door of the waiting room toilet slowly, some of his hair sticking to his face after heād spent the last few minutes splashing it with cold water. He found Stephanie leaning by the side of the door.
āHey, boy wonderā¦ you have anything to tell me?ā ā She asked with a grin on her face, a large envelope sticking out of her bag.
āUhā¦ what?ā
āYou having morning sickness too?ā ā She joked giving him a light punch on the shoulder. ā āIs it a boy or a girl giving you stomach issues, huh?ā
Oh itās a girlā¦ itās a blonde who wears purple and has a way to find herself in the most unexpected types of troubleā¦ itās a girl alrightā¦
āAre you done? With the doctor?ā ā He asked adjusting Stephs jacket over his shoulder.
āAll doneā¦ā
āCan I take you home?ā ā Tim asked feeling more calm now that Steph was back.
āSureā¦ sure you can take me homeā¦ā
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Steph stormed into her room like she always did, an explosion of objects being tossed out of the way. Headphones onto piles of clothes, a bag over a desk chair, a jacket launched towards a pile of other jackets that didnāt make the cut for the dayās look.Ā
Tim loved Stephanieās room, he loved being there, how it looked, how it smelled. It was in the attic, beams lined the slanted ceiling, powder pink walls and magenta curtains gave the room a warm aura he couldnāt get enough of.
Stephanie shed layers and fell onto her bed, the duvet cover a deep purple with yellow stars speckled all over it.
āCan you open the window? Itās boiling in hereā¦ who the hell decided making rooms in the attic was a good idea?!ā āĀ She allowed herself a solid ten seconds laying completely on her back, arms and legs spread open like a star herself and then scooched up, resting against a pile of pillows and stuffed animals.
Tim ran over and opened the window, taking a nice deep breath of the fresh air outside. He looked back and saw Stephanie adjusting herself against the pillows, frowning.Ā
āYou need help?ā ā Tim asked giggling, walking over to her and sitting next to her on the bed, one foot dangling down.
āItās indescribably hard to get comfortable some daysā¦ā ā She said huffing and resting back. āĀ āAnd Iām not even close to being done with thisā¦ā
āCome onā¦ youāre closer than you were at the startā¦ā
Stephanie scowled at Tim, then easing up on him some. She brought a hand up to her stomach, once again adjusting her tank tops but this time she let her hand linger there, a small caress leaving her fingers as she looked down at her tummy.
āSorry I flinchedā¦ā ā She said biting her lip.
āWhat?ā
āAt the subwayā¦ youā¦ you tried to hold my waist and I moved awayā¦ Iā¦ itās justā¦ I wasnāt this big when you were here beforeā¦ I didnāt look pregnant at allā¦ I wasnāt sure how youād feel about me nowā¦ Iā¦ yeahā¦ā
āSteph, come onā¦ Iā¦ Iām not going anywhere you know thatā¦ how close you wanna be thatāsā¦ thatās up to youā¦ but Iām not going anywhereā¦ you lookā¦ you look beautifulā¦ā
āThanksā¦ā ā Steph smiled at Tim blinking slowly.
āWas everything okay at the doctor? You were quiet the whole way backā¦ā
āIt was fineā¦ Iām good, baby is goodā¦ā ā She sighed. āĀ āThereās justā¦ so many decisionsā¦ so many things to knowā¦ I thought that was it you know? After I made the big decision that that was that but noā¦ thereās just so much and I feel so lostā¦ā
āDoesnāt your mother usually go with you to these appointments? I mean, sheās a nurse right?ā
āShe couldnāt today but she pushed me to keep the appointment, said itās really important not to miss any from now onā¦ Probably also some payback after I was a know it all the other day saying I didnāt need her helpā¦ Butā¦ It was a nice surprise having you there you knowā¦ really nice not being aloneā¦ā
āOf course! Stephā¦ Iām so sorry I havenāt been around more but my dadā¦ you know how he is with Robin and everything and if he knew about this then I think-ā
āHeād kill you!ā ā Stephanie said giggling.
āHe just mightā¦ā āĀ Tim chuckled back, staring at Stephanie intensely.
He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, a soft slow peck.
āI think youāre doing so goodā¦ Iām so amazed at youā¦ā
āUhā¦ what?ā
āYouāre so braveā¦ you justā¦ just face everything head on no matter what, you call the shots and you follow it throughā¦ I need to be more like thatā¦ think Iām too used to following ordersā¦ā
āDidnāt feel very brave todayā¦ā āĀ Stephanie cradled her belly with both hands, looking away hiding a frown.
āWhy do you say that?ā āĀ Tim said touching her shoulder, caressing her freckled skin softly with his fingertips.
āThey asked me about my birthplanā¦ if I wanted to be induced, if I wanted to go naturalā¦ I felt like I was about to faintā¦ Iām nowhere near done cooking and I feel huge! How could Iā¦ Iā¦ I donāt knowā¦ thereās no wayā¦ but alsoā¦ surgeryā¦ itās a major surgeryā¦ itāsā¦ itās so scaryā¦ I didnāt feel so brave and sure of myself thenā¦ā
āStephā¦ wanna hear something embarrassing?ā āĀ Tim asked with a light chuckle. ā āā¦ I think I had a panic attack at the doctorās today waiting for youā¦ā
āWhat?!ā ā Stephanie exclaimed turning to face Tim. āĀ āWhy?!ā
āIā¦ I let this thought creep inā¦ statistics and risk and everythingā¦ you being a teenagerā¦ I started hyperventilatingā¦ next thing I know I canāt breathe, feel like Iām about to pukeā¦ Iāve seen you jump off skyscrapers, Iāve see you dodge bulletsā¦ Iāve never had my heart race like that thinking about you getting hurt beforeā¦ā
Tim lowered his head, even speaking about it bringing the rush back in.
āOh Timā¦ youāre so sweetā¦ā ā Stephanie reached for Timās face, caressing his cheek lovingly. He leaned into it, kissing the palm of her hand. ā Listen, I-ā
Stephanie paused, momentarily looking down at herself and then back up at Tim with a solar smile spreading across her face.
āTimā¦ youā¦ you wanna feel the baby?āĀ
āWha- what? Feel?ā
āYeahā¦ come hereā¦ā ā Steph laid back against the pile of pillows and stuffed bears, letting the tank top ride up this time.
She reached for Timās hand and ran it over her belly until he reached the right side. He held his breath momentarily, so focused. Stephanie frowned.
āMmnnā¦ come onā¦ā ā She let go of Timās hand, letting him keep it on her while she poked her side gently.
That did it. Tim felt a small movement under his palm that persisted even after Stephanie let go of her side. He widened his palm, a surprised laugh escaping his lips.
āWha- thatāsā¦ā ā He said with wide amazed eyes.
āPretty crazy, isnāt it?ā āĀ Steph replied resting her hands on the top of her bump. āĀ āItās pretty newā¦ I was chugging orange juice from the bottle when I felt it the first timeā¦ I was so shockedā¦ so much for being sneaky about it, I gasped and mom rushed inā¦ā
āItās incredibleā¦ itāsā¦ a little babyā¦ thereās little baby in thereā¦ā ā Tim repeated amazed at the sensation.Ā
Tim whoād always been such a naturally curious person, so innately eager to learn as much as he could about the world forgot for a moment about his homework or the crime gangs of Gotham. For a moment he forgot his and Stephanieās relationship was probably one of the strangest and most confusing ones heād ever seen or been in. For a moment there was only a natural curiosity over something so unique happening to someone he cared so much for.
āYeahā¦ lil babyā¦ā ā Stephanie replied watching Timās reaction, not missing a moment of it. She reached for his head, scruffing his hair.
Tim moved his hand, caressing her bumb gently and following the feeling of little flutters under her skin. He stopped right under her belly button, keeping his hand there. He tapped her belly button piercing with a finger.
āDo you have to take this off at some point?ā
āUgh I doā¦ doctor complained about it todayā¦ I tried the other day but I felt dizzy being hunched over too long trying to get it off and I kinda didnāt wanna ask momā¦ she already hates that I got it in the first placeā¦ā
She reached for it, flicking the small metal with a dangly pink star.
āI can try to get it off for you, you want me to?ā āĀ Tim asked looking up at Stephanie with puppy eyes.
āI-ā ā Her heart skipped a beat for a moment. Robinās kind helping hand refreshing after a day having to be strong and tough on her own. ā āYesā¦ā
Tim sat up, coming between Stephanieās legs as close as he could. Stephanie giggled at the awkward position. Tim didnāt mind, hunching over and with a delicate touch unscrewed the tight piercing without much effort. He pulled it out slowly, screwing it back together and placing it on her nightstand. He returned to the same spot between Stephās legs, rubbing her belly right over the belly button as though to soothe a small injury.
āThatās doneā¦ Iāll help you get it back in when youāre ready for it againā¦ā
āMight have to get it pierced againā¦ā āĀ Step said blushing, holding herself up by her elbows.
āIāll come withā¦ Maybe get one for myself tooā¦ not a belly button oneā¦ maybe an ear piercingā¦ā
āYouā¦ itā¦ thatād suit youā¦ā ā She said feeling her heart speeding up.
āStephā¦ā ā Tim said letting his hand slide from covering the front of her bump to her waist. ā āCan I kiss you?ā
āI- mhm!ā
Tim leaned over her, reaching one hand for her face while the other remained steady on her waist, gripping her skin with some intensity. He kissed her slowly, with open mouth, slow dragging motions, Stephanieās full lips so delicious he couldnāt believe Summer was finally here and he wouldnāt have to wait months to kiss her again. They slid down in bed lower and lower as Tim suckled on Stephanieās bottom lip, releasing soft moans as he did so. She chuckled.
āSorryā¦ you just taste so goodā¦ā ā He said breathing hard.
āItās coolā¦ canā¦ can we switch?ā ā She asked feeling squished under Tim.
āYeah! Yeah, of courseā¦āĀ
Tim helped Stephanie sit up, switching places with her in bed, half sitting half lying. She slowly climbed over him.
āMy mom would kill us if she walked in on us like thisā¦ā ā She joked sitting on his lap, Timās hands finding her hips and tugging at them.
āGood thing she wonāt be in for a whileā¦ā ā He said pulled Steph closer.
She stopped abruptly, her bump touching Timās stomach making her stop.
āUghā¦ā ā She sat back and held her stomach with both hands. ā āStop getting in the way!ā
She complained talking down at her bump. Tim laughed sitting up slightly, smiling at Stephanie. He reached over and touched her bump again, caressing it with a soft chuckle and then moving his hand to the side and holding her waist, slowly pulling her closer to him until their faces were close to each otherās again. He embraced her, holding her tightly in his arms and breathing in her cherry perfume.Ā
He kissed her, unable to hold himself back he kissed her with passion and care, his hands caressing her back and fingers getting tangled in her hair. His lips danced on hers and his tongue made its way inside teasing her.
āNot in the wayā¦ not at allā¦ not in the way at all, Stephā¦ā āĀ He said smiling and kissing her again and again and again, treasuring every second he had with her.
A heartwarming final chapter to this story, following Jon and Damian getting closer and closer until Damian is finally able to speak his mind. Fluffy, full of declarations, light tension followed by ecstatic resolution :)
Tags: Damian Wayne x Jon Kent; DamiJon; romance; eventual romance; slow burn; no smut; internalised homophobia; injury recovery; teen romance; romantic tension; first kiss; good parent Talia Al Ghul; good parent Bruce Wayne
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 4,178 (ch.1, ch.2, ch.3, ch.4, ch.5)
Hope you enjoyed reading this! The story came to me when I was watching The Summer Hikaru Died and I've been obsessively working on it over the past week. Was my first time trying to write a more slow burn romance and DamiJon too <3
Jonās finger was hovering over the screen of his phone, his eyes shutting when he caught another object falling in front of his eyes. It alerted him, jolting him to wake up. He observed the plastic wrapper make its descent to join the pile of many others right across from him. He was lying on a pull out bed, on the bottom one while Damian had taken up residence on the top one. He looked up at Damian who was chewing hard through the caramel and chocolate of yet another candy bar heād devoured since theyād come to have quiet time on their phones before bed.
āAnother one? Youāre gonna get so many cavitiesā¦ā ā He joked rolling over onto his back, Damian looking down to meet his eyes.
āIāll brush my teeth! Youāre the only one who was falling asleep holding your phoneā¦ā
You look adorableā¦ waitā¦ whatā¦
āDid you stop counting calories?ā āĀ Jon asked unaware of how perfectly his hair was framing his face against the pillow, his freckly face soft surrounded by cowboy print bedsheets.
āWhat- why do you ask?ā āĀ Damian asked looking down at himself in interrogation.
āYou ate three slices of brownies with ice cream after dinner and youāve been going through candy like a racoon for the last hourā¦ you always used to stop yourselfā¦ā
āI have a sweet toothā¦ā
āI know butā¦ā ā Jon laughed. ā āI know you doā¦ā
āHeyā¦ donātā¦ whatās wrong?ā āĀ Jon sat up and saw Damian who was lying on his stomach, clutching a pillow and turning his face away from Jon.
āIt was neuroticā¦ā ā He mumbled.
āWhat?ā
āI only ever ate the bare minimum to stay a specific size, the perfect size to be as fast as I could while being strong enoughā¦ it was madness thoughā¦ It wasā¦ Bruce always pushed me back on it, Dick too but I wasā¦ I was determinedā¦ā ā He finally turned to stare at Jon, his green eyes sad but also, mature in a way.
āYou knowā¦ My mom was telling me youāre much taller than last time she saw youā¦ I think you grew a lot since the Pitā¦ā
āI didā¦ a bit over four inches in a couple monthsā¦ā
āDamn, thatās a lotā¦ā
Damian shrugged. āĀ āIt felt pointless to do all that all of a suddenā¦ didnāt matter in the end did it? If anything it just made it so I had less muscle to protect me from the impactā¦ Besidesā¦ not like it matters anymoreā¦ā
āYou still set on not going back to Robin, huh?ā āĀ Jon hunched a bit forwards, playing with the bedsheets between his fingers.
āNot for a long time I donāt thinkā¦ You saw me struggle to swimā¦ running is still hardā¦ Iāve been working out, strengthening my back as much as I can butā¦ fightingā¦ I donāt know when Iāll be able to fight againā¦ Donāt know when Iāll want toā¦ ifā¦ā
Jon looked up at Damian through his lashes and took a deep breath. ā āListenā¦ I pressured you about it before because I didnāt think youād want to be my friend if we werenāt Superboy and Robinā¦ I thought you letting that go meant alsoā¦ pushing me away but I was dumbā¦ I get that nowā¦ you were trying to show me you saw me as a friend outside of that I justā¦ā
āFlew over your headā¦ thatās fine, Smallvileā¦ Iām used to itā¦ā ā Damian quipped with sleepy eyes.
They laughed for a bit and Jon watched Damian, his sharp canine looking less sharp now.
āYouāve changed a lot-ā
āNot this again!ā ā Damian covered his head with the pillow.
āNo noā¦ hear me outā¦ā ā Jon reached over for it, holding it up so Damian could hear him. ā āIn a good wayā¦ I remember when we first met you carried so much with youā¦ it was like Robin was this crusade to free yourself from somethingā¦from your pastā¦ It was like you could only be fine, be Bruceās son, if you were in the suitā¦ Itās not like that anymore though, is it?ā
āYeahā¦ noā¦ itās notā¦ā ā Damian responded lying down on his back with some difficulty. ā āIā¦ needed itā¦ and I might need it again one dayā¦ or I might have a new suit of my own makingā¦ do it like Dick and find a city to make a difference in but I alsoā¦ā
He stopped, took a deep breath in and reached a hand for his chest, rubbing it over his heart.
āI might also do something elseā¦ I couldā¦ I could like, in the country sideā¦ be a vet for farms like thisā¦ or I could be a doctor tooā¦ hell, I could do anythingā¦ thatās the thing I-ā ā He turned on his side to face Jon. ā āI feel for the first timeā¦ in a very very long time, that I could be anythingā¦ā
āHow does Bruce feel about that?ā
āI donāt knowā¦ I havenāt spoken to him about itā¦ Being Batman and Robin was so important for usā¦ to get to know each otherā¦ butā¦ I also think he might be happy if I never wear the suit againā¦ Have one kid he doesnāt have to worry about the same you know? One of us he can come visit as Bruce Wayneā¦ What do you wanna do?ā
āMe?! Uhmā¦ I donāt knowā¦ā
āDo you want to be Superman one day?ā
āIā¦ I donāt knowā¦ I donāt thinkā¦ I donāt think anyone else can be Supermanā¦ā
āYeahā¦ I know what you meanā¦ā
āDami-ā ā Jon paused, taking a deep breath in. ā āIs all this new? All since the Pit?ā
Damian paused in turn, really thinking about it. He scratched the back of his ear and closed one eye. ā āUhmā¦ I want to say no.ā
āWant to?ā
āIād be lying if I said it wasnāt a big factor behind thisā¦ Iā¦ I really had never felt that beforeā¦ It was terrifyingā¦ But I alsoā¦ Iāve felt different about a lot of things for some time nowā¦ growing up I guessā¦ā ā He shrugged and lifted himself, walking away slowly.
āWhere you going?ā ā Jon asked puzzled by the abrupt end to the conversation.
āBrush my teeth, duuhā¦ā
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Jon woke up with a soft whimper leaving his lips, a warm sensation spreading through his body that made him confused. He heard it, the sound that had woken him up, Damianās voice quietly wispering āJonā against the pillow, muffled and faint. He opened his eyes and saw Damian had spread himself on his bed as much as he could, an arm and leg dangling off the bed invading Jonās. His arm in particular had reached down, his hand resting over Jonās chest, over his heart.
Thatās what that wasā¦ so warmā¦
Still in a sleepy state he touched Damianās hand, a decision made by his semi conscious mind that didnāt want Damian to pull his hand away no matter what. He closed his eyes, falling back asleep hearing Damianās slow breathing until he felt Damianās hand tense under his.
āJonā¦ā ā He said again, only this time it sounded odd, pained.
Jon shook Damianās hand. ā āDami? Heyā¦ are you okay?ā
Damian was frowning, still asleep, stuck in a horrible dream. Jon sat up and reached over Damian, placing a hand on his back and rocking him gently.
āDamiā¦ wake upā¦ā
Damian did, a gasp leaving his lips as he shot his eyes open. He took a few deep breaths while struggling to pull himself up, trying to sit. He rubbed his eyes and let his hands cover them for a moment.
āDid I wake you?ā ā Damian asked still hiding his face.
āI think you were having a bad dreamā¦ā
āYeahā¦ I wasā¦ā ā He let his hands down and rubbed his chest, Jonās eyes following it.
His body covered in goosebumps remembering what it had felt like to wake up to Damianās warm hand over his heart.
āJonā¦ā āĀ Damianās voice was soft, Jonās name sounded like a request less like a call.
āYeah?ā
āDo you still think Iām a monster or possessed or something?ā
āI- noā¦ noā¦ that wasā¦ noā¦ā
If only I could erase that stupid dayā¦ If only I couldāve seen it sooner that you were justā¦ you were just dealing with something horrible and that by going through it you changedā¦ for the betterā¦
āI- I was afraid of change okay? I saw you acting different and I felt like something must be wrong but it wasnāt... youā¦ all the ways in which youāve changedā¦ theyāre all for the betterā¦ even if it means I had to get used to itā¦ā
āAll of them? Like what?ā
āYouāre less uptightā¦ you leave a mess everywhere you go but itās niceā¦ you leave traces of you behind nowā¦ā
āOh I never thought- I never thought of it like thatā¦ā ā Damian admitted holding his breath.
āThe thing with the foodā¦ you seem like you actually enjoy eating now and itās not just fuel for fighting, even though you eat a sickening amount of chocolateā ā Jon laughed and Damian joined in, a shy smile. ā āā¦ youāre more friendly too, you smile moreā¦ your drawingsā¦ā
āWhat about them?ā ā Damian asked eager for more.
āTheyāre more colorfulā¦ youā¦ you wear more color tooā¦ Like, yeahā¦ youāre different but youāre also happier, arenāt you?ā
āIā¦ I might beā¦ Iām not sureā¦ā
āI mean, okay, I know youāre probably still going through hell Iām not- Iām not ignoring how much pain youāre in, I donāt forget itā¦ but you smile so much more when youāre around nowā¦ you touch people more, you never used toā¦ā
āI have to a lot of the timeā¦ I need some supportā¦ā ā Damian chuckled.
āYou ask for itā¦ you never used toā¦ā
āIām softer nowā¦ā ā A mixed reaction on Damianās face, a part of him embarrassed by it, anotherā¦
āThatāsā¦ itās nicerā¦ā ā Jon stopped, his hands feeling shaky. They listened to the cicadas outside for a moment.
āSo me being differentā¦ you donāt hate me for it?ā
Thatās what heād written wasnāt itā¦ that I hated him for how different he wasā¦
āNoā¦ no I donātā¦ā
āJonā¦ thanksā¦ā
āYou donāt have to thank meā¦ I was an asshole to youā¦ā
āThanks for saying this stuff thoughā¦ Iā¦ I hadnāt even noticedā¦ā
āOhā¦ rightā¦ā
Is itā¦ is it weird that I did?
āSorry I woke youā¦ I-ā ā Damian laid back down, allowing himself to groan the pain away this time. Jon perked up hearing it, realising how much Damian mustāve been holding back, ashamed. āĀ āI have a lot of nightmares about itā¦ I was hoping it wouldnāt be too badā¦ that I wouldnāt wake you upā¦ā
āDami- I have super hearingā¦ā ā Jon said laughing. ā āI can hear your heart you donāt think I can hear it when you call for me?ā
āI- I called for you?ā āĀ Damian asked widening his eyes, his heart racing in his chest.
āYeah you didā¦ just like you did in Chinaā¦ā
āI guessā¦ I tried to call youā¦ after I landed but I couldnāt make a sound you knowā¦ I just cried but I couldnāt say anythingā¦ I guess I shout so much after you in my dreams that it breaks through and I call for you in real lifeā¦ā
āI- I thought you had passed outā¦ that thatās why you hadnāt said anythingā¦ā
āNoā¦ I wish I had thoughā¦ā
āCrapā¦ā ā Jon pulled his knees against his chest and pressured his head between his hands.
āItās fineā¦ you came to me anyways, didnāt you? I didnāt even have to call you in the endā¦ it was fineā¦ itās fineā¦ā
Damian reached over and pulled one of Jonās hands down slowly, his face light and his smile soft through a furrowed brow. Jon left his hand hang in the air inside Damianās, staring back at him feeling an electrifying current running through his body. Damian let go before Jon did anything about it, giving Jon a small push over his shoulder and lying back on his bed.
āIāll try not to wake you up again, but no promisesā¦ā
Jon laughed in response, settling back into bed himself.
I donāt think Iāll mind if you doā¦Ā
-
Jon woke up lying on his stomach, one arm clutching the mattress of the bed above him. Heād left his hand there, having stretched and left it there after Damianās warm breathing had made it impossible for him to place it anywhere else. It was gone now, Damian was gone. Jon opened his eyes alarmed by the silence, pulling himself up and tuning in his hearing trying to figure out where Damian mightāve gone off to.
He eventually stumbled down the stairs, leaving the house in flannels and a loose t-shirt to find Damian in the barn. First morning light had broken through and Damian sat on a high stool with the barn cat in his arms, Mimi the cowās head poking next to him. He spoke to her quietly.
ā... and I donāt knowā¦ maybe I didnāt have to be so scared after allā¦ maybe I can finally open up and-ā
Jon accidentally kicked a bucket as he approached the barn. He came into view with a shy smile to find Damian clutching the cat tightly against his chest.
āJesus, knock!ā ā Damian exhaled loudly.
āSorryā¦ wasnāt sure if it was you or dad, he comes to talk to the animals in the morning tooā¦ā
āWere you eavesdropping?āĀ
āNoā¦ noā¦ Iā¦ woke up and you werenāt thereā¦ got worriedā¦ the nightmares and stuffā¦ā
āMmmā¦ā ā Damian lowered his gaze from Jon, focusing on petting the cat.
āDid you sleep okay?ā
āYeahā¦ you?ā
āMhmā¦ so you came out to do Tai Chi with the animals after allā¦ā
Damian snickered. āĀ āI wishā¦ feeling really stiff this morningā¦ā
He dropped the cat and placed his hands on his lower back, rubbing them and squeezing his eyes shut.
āWhat do you wanna do today?ā
āHang outā¦ I donāt knowā¦ā
āWe can stay inside if youāre hurtingā¦ā
Damian stood up, giving Mimi a scritch and a kiss before walking past Jon towards the house with a slight limp.
āNoā¦ would probably be good to go for a walkā¦ only way to loosen up is to get the blood flowing one way or anotherā¦ā
Jon watched Damian walk away towards the house, his pyjama t-shirt extremely tight and his hips switching more than usual. He swallowed hard.
āRightā¦ bloodā¦ pumpingā¦ā
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Theyād spent most of the afternoon walking fields and forest footpaths, taking long breaks watching the scenery and talking about anything and everything. Jon relaxed, perhaps more than heād had in months Ā ā since Damian had almost died. It still brought a shiver down his spine every time he thought of it, every time he thought of how close heād been to losing his best friend.
They walked along a stream, carrying their shoes in their hands. It was good for Damian, walking through rough terrain, but it was hard, they slowed their pace considerably because of it. Jon thought of how nice it was, how much fun heād been having at the farm with Damian, and without noticing turned more quiet and introspective.
ā... and I think thatās the best part of it, that itās so well composed you can really tell how dynamic the movements areā¦ā ā Damian blabbed about an illustrated movie poster heād seen recently, a superhero one that heād found inspiring. ā āAre you listening?ā
āHuh? Yes! Yes, I amā¦ sorry Iā¦ my mind got caught up in something.ā ā Jon said shaking the thoughts away and carrying on, unaware Damian had stopped.
He eventually noticed, stopping and looking back at Damian confused.
āYou good?ā
āJonā¦ā ā Damian looked at Jon with his head slightly tilted down, his free hand shaky on his side.
āWhat?ā
āIā¦ā
āWhat?!ā
āListenā¦ Iā¦ last night youā¦ you spoke about all the ways I changed since I almost diedā¦ā
āYeahā¦ā ā Jon held his breath, unsure where Damian was going.
āUhmā¦ youā¦ also asked if it was new newā¦ since the Pit or if Iād been feeling different from beforeā¦ā
āRightā¦ā
āIā¦ I haveā¦ for a while butā¦ Iā¦ I was scaredā¦ā
āOf what?ā
āOfā¦ of you being scaredā¦ā
āYouāre not making any senseā¦ā ā Jon chuckled.
āI donāt think I wouldāve had it in me to say anything before butā¦ almost dying, hearing youā¦ hearing you cryā¦ the way you spoke when you carried meā¦ your voiceā¦ it was the only thing that kept me hereā¦ When I saidā¦ I feel like I died there itās causeā¦ a part of me did dieā¦ I am differentā¦ I left something back thereā¦ā
āWhatā¦ what are you saying?ā ā Jon took a few steps closer to Damian.
āIā¦ I think you knowā¦ā āĀ Damian stared at Jon head on, his eyes a vibrant green in the afternoon sunlight.
āNoā¦ Iā¦ I donāt knowā¦ā
āYouāve been so scared thoughā¦ Iā¦ so jumpy and scared every time I-ā
āStop.ā ā Jon said feeling like he might throw up, a wave of emotions travelling through his body, so much he wasnāt sure he could take it.
āJon pleaseā¦ Iāve been trying to talk to you for agesā¦ since you picked me up I needed to say it but you-ā
āStop! Youā¦ whatā¦ what are you saying?ā
āIf you wanna know then I canāt stop, can I?ā ā Damian joked trying to steady himself, the rocks were slippery underneath his unstable feet. ā āJonā¦ā
Damian opened and closed his fist, struggling to get the words out, afraid of how much he stood to lose, sure he couldnāt not make the gamble, not anymore.
āJon, I think I feel different about youā¦ I think I have for some time nowā¦ā āĀ Damian finally said, holding his breath immediately as the words left his mouth.
Jonās head was spinning, his heart racing faster than Damianās and his knees gave out under him. He slid down, one hand reaching for Damian and fell to his knees, splashing water,
āJon!ā ā Damian shouted feeling his shirt being tugged by Jonās grip.
āWhatā¦ what?ā ā Jon asked panting, breathing hard, his hearing ringing, muffling Damianās words. He shook his head. ā āHang onā¦ Iā¦ hang onā¦ā
āJonā¦ breatheā¦ā ā Damian said hunching down, feeling Jonās shaky hand still gripping his shirt. It slowly eased up, touching Damianās body instead of gripping the fabric alone.
Jon looked up at Damian feeling a weightlessness take over him. He blinked slow, coming back to himself.
āJon? Can you hear me?ā āĀ Damian asked looking concerned, a frown in his brow.
āIā¦ yeahā¦ yeahā¦ā
āWhat the hellās wrong with you?ā
āI justā¦ I donāt knowā¦ Iā¦ youā¦ you were sayingā¦ā
Damian reached both hands at Jonās shoulders, trying to steady him while Jon gripped Damianās waist.
āI was trying to sayā¦ Iā¦ I think I feel moreā¦ towards youā¦ more thanā¦ more than friendshipā¦ more than what weāve ever had beforeā¦ā
āMoreā¦ more? Likeā¦ā
āLikeā¦ fuckā¦ thisā¦ this isā¦ donāt hate meā¦ okay? Please donāt hate meā¦ā ā Damian said as he started to slowly release Jonās shoulders. He was surprised to find Jon gripping him back with both hands, letting go of his shoes. ā āYour shoes!ā ā Damian exclaimed.
āWhatā¦ what are you saying?ā
āJonā¦ Iā¦ come on, manā¦āĀ ā Damian laughed seeing the red converse shoes washing away downstream.
āWhy would I hate you?āĀ
āBecause if you donāt feel the same way about me thenā¦ thatās pretty badā¦ā ā He held his arm up, surprised to find Jonās hands still clinging onto him. ā āYouāve been acting weird whenever Iāve been affectionate towards you, youā¦ you act like itās this terrifying thingā¦ like Iām this monster whoās been possessed by a Pit Djinn or something! Itās notā¦ it shouldnāt be scaryā¦-ā
āThen why am I so scared of it?!ā ā Jon finally broke down, shouting what heād been struggling to admit to himself. ā āWhy is it that every time I look at you I feel like I shouldnāt? Likeā¦ like itās wrong and intrusive because I want-ā ā He gasped and clutched Damian tighter.
āWhat?ā ā Damian shouted back, his eyes wide and stomach fluttering. āĀ āWhat do you want?ā
āTo touch you! To kiss you!ā ā Jon finally admitted.
āThen do it! Then do it already!ā ā Damian found himself shouting back, struggling to hold back laughter, finding such relief he felt his own knees wobblier than usual.
Jon couldnāt help himself and yanked Damian down into the shallow water with him. He pulled him at first but then slowed his descent, so afraid to ever see him hurt again. He eased him down at the last minute and Damian sat into the water on his ass, his legs spread open, his long and baggy cargo shorts getting soaked through.
āJon!ā ā He exclaimed immediately finding himself under attack.
Jon lunged at Damian, slotting himself between his legs and steadying his body while his lips smashed against Damianās. It was awkward at first, he just smacked his face against Damianās, the two groaning at the pain of the impact.Ā
Damian smiled and grabbed Jonās face in his hands, cupping both cheeks and bringing them to his lips, more gently this time. He kissed Jon softly, keeping his lips relaxed and parted, taking his time. Jon couldnāt believe it, trying to follow Damianās cue but feeling such a rush he could barely contain it. He held back, tensing his body only to melt under the softness Damian had only recently shared with him. A softness so beautiful and treasured it brought tears to Jonās eyes.
āIā¦ I canātā¦ā ā He mumbled between kisses, inadvertently helping Damian catch his breath.
āAre you still scared?ā āĀ Damian asked pulling away. ā āDo you still think Iām a monster?ā
āNoā¦ No! Noā¦ noā¦ noā¦ youāreā¦ youāre beautifulā¦ youāre not a monsterā¦ Iāmā¦ Iām the monsterā¦ I hurt you and I pushed you away when youā¦ all you wanted to do wasā¦ you justā¦ just wanted-ā
āThis.ā ā Damian interrupted Jonās crazed rambling by pulling him in again for more kissing.
Jon moved his hands from Damianās waist and enveloped him in his embrace like he had after theyād come out of the pit, pulling at him to come closer to him, falling back into the water making a big splash as they fell back. Their heads fell into the water momentarily, the two kissing under the chill running stream. Damian came up for air first, looking down to find Jon had remained underwater, watching him from below.
āJon!ā ā He heard Damian call for him, his voice muffled.
Jon emerged from the water, different, like Damian had. He took a breath that filled his lungs like never before because it was air he shared with Damian. He sought Damianās lips like the light at the end of a dark scary tunnel.
Damian pulled back from it first, pushing his messy wet hair away from his face and watching Jon attentively. They were both sitting on the creek, water halfway up their bodies, their legs intertwined as they sat across from each other. Their breathing was laboured, their mouths hanging slightly open staring at each other as though for the first time.
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Jonās every sense was overtaken by Damian. All he could smell when he breathed in was Damianās fresh and clean fragrance, slightly woody. His hearing could only focus on his heartbeat, steady, slowed. His sight was focused on Damianās outstretched leg, his muddy converse covered in wet grass, and his touchā¦ Damianās body was resting against his own, his back leaning against Jonās chest while he sat between his legs, his arms enveloped in Jonās too. He had one hand poking out, drawing small circles on Jonās forearm.
āI canāt believe how scared you wereā¦ā ā Damian said breaking the silence, adjusting his head against Jonās chest.
āHow werenāt you?!ā āĀ Jon joked back. ā āI meanā¦ this whole timeā¦ I was going around acting crazy cause I could feel something was different but I was so blindā¦ making up monsters and ghosts to explainā¦ā
āTo explain you were just having feelings?ā
āYeahā¦ How did you do it? How did youā¦ you just accepted it?ā
āI didnāt have much of a choiceā¦ it was likeā¦ I couldnāt deny itā¦ besidesā¦. You think I would find it in me to live with it? I live with the fact I did horrible things while I was with the Leagueā¦ killed peopleā¦ how wouldnāt I be able to accept I love my best friend? Justā¦ just cause youāre a guy?ā
āI meanā¦ sorta?ā ā Jon squinted and Damian looked up at him, his body covered in the warm sunset golden hour light.
āThat wasā¦ that was the easiest thing Iāve ever had to accept Jonā¦ I meanā¦ itāsā¦ itās just loveā¦ Youāve been acting like me being affectionate towards you is like this terrifying thingā¦ itāsā¦ itās just loveā¦ If I can live with death, I can live with loveā¦ā
Jon squeezed Damian tighter in his arms, his head pressed against Damianās.Ā
āItās scarier to live not knowingā¦ than to jump inā¦ You said it yourself didnāt you? Iāve never been afraid of depth, have I?āĀ
Spurred by a worried Clark, Jon seeks out Damian after weeks to make amends. A regretful Jon finds a hurt Damian who is more receptive than he expected .The chapter follows Jon and Damian as they make amends and travel to Smallvile to spend Damian's birthday with the Kent's.
Tags: Damian Wayne x Jon Kent; DamiJon; romance; eventual romance; slow burn; no smut; internalised homophobia; injury recovery; teen romance; romantic tension; first kiss; good parent Talia Al Ghul; good parent Bruce Wayne
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Word Count: 3,687 (ch.1, ch.2, ch.3, ch.4, ch.5)
It was the first day of summer break and Jon couldnāt feel any more gloomy if he tried. In previous years, summer meant endless adventures with Robin, days spent in heroics without needing to worry about catching up to homework or justifying where heād been to. Instead, heād spent the day rotting away in front of the TV and was in bed at nine thirty pm: absolutely worrying behaviour for a 16 year old on the first day of summer holidays.
āJon?ā āĀ Clark asked knocking on his half open door and coming inside.
Jon was in bed flipping through a magazine paying no attention to any of the text, his eyes drawn to the beautiful photographs of the Chinese countryside.
āHey, dadā¦ā
āYour mom said you were in bed already but I didnāt believe herā¦ā ā Clark stepped inside hesitantly until he sat on the edge of the bed, careful not to break itā heād done a not so great job hammering it back together and knew it was probably time to get Jon something a bit sturdier.
Jon shrugged.
āI went to Gotham today, saw Bruceā¦ saw Damian tooā¦ā
āHow is he?ā ā Jon asked peeking from the magazine at his father.
āDoing a lot betterā¦ he didnāt end up going back to school for this term after allā¦ he asked about youā¦ā
āDid he?ā
āYeahā¦ I was in the basement with Bruce and he rushed downstairs when he heard I was thereā¦ asked if youād come tooā¦ā
Jon covered his eyes and rubbed them, they hadnāt talked in weeks. ā āAre you telling me the truth?ā
āJonā¦ sonā¦ā ā Clark frowned and placed a hand on Jonās leg. ā āI wouldnāt lie about something like thisā¦ā
āOkayā¦ā
āItās his birthday next weekā¦ā
āI know.ā
āAnd Maās tooā¦ Bruce was thinkingā¦ it would be nice if Damian came along to the farmā¦ you know how much he loves the animalsā¦ā
He doesā¦ heās good with them tooā¦
āI donāt think Damian would want that Iā¦ I messed up, dadā¦ā ā He said lowering his gaze.
āFunny you say that, when I asked him he said you wouldnāt want him thereā¦ Jonā¦ā
āWhy are you meddling?ā
āBecause you two are still kids in a wayā¦ sure youāve saved the world countless times now and youāre technically teenagers butā¦ you are still kids and sometimes kids need a little guidanceā¦ I donāt know what happened between you two exactly butā¦ Damian went through something extremely difficult and so did you, itās not surprising thereās a bit of a strain between you since you first connected over being kid superheroes togetherā¦ Bruce told me Damian is-ā
āHeās not Robin anymoreā¦ā
āDoes that change things?ā
āIt doesā¦ heās not like himself latelyā¦ā
āMaybeā¦ maybe you oughta give him a chance, sonā¦ I know you loved Damian as he was, the Robin you met all those years ago butā¦ but maybe he really is changing and maybe he needs his friend to-ā
āTo what?!ā
āTo accept thatā¦ā
Jon pulled his legs and hugged them. āĀ āI guessā¦ā
āThing is, sonā¦ I think you two need each other right now more than everā¦ only you two understand what you went through thereā¦ā
āDad Iā¦ I havenāt been a good friend to Damianā¦ā ā Jon admitted with glossy eyes. ā āBut I donāt know why, I justā¦ thereās something about him that has been different that has scared me and I donāt know whyā¦ I just get allā¦ all weird around himā¦ Do you think the Pitā¦ could it have something to do with me being half-Kryptonian?ā
āI donāt know sonā¦ maybeā¦ maybe you sense there is something wrong with him because there isā¦ the Pit isā¦ itās not an easy thing to go throughā¦ you said he was on deathās door tooā¦ā
āHe wasā¦ he only had a couple minutes left in him, I know itā¦ he was hemorraging and his headā¦ he wouldnāt have made itā¦ā ā Tears ran down Jonās cheeks.
Clark looked at him kindly and scooched closer to him, offering his arms to cradle his son.
āIf it makes you so sad how close to losing him you were, sonā¦ Why do you push him away now that you have him?ā
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Jon perched outside the window gripping the upper frame with his fingers and balancing his feet on the pane. He lowered one hand and was about to knock when he caught sight of Damian in his bed. He hadnāt expected it, it was pretty early but he was asleep and looked like heād been sleeping for some time now. Spread over his covers shirtless he had one arm resting over his eyes and the other slumped over his torso, his hand touching his shorts.Ā
Heās just Damianā¦
Such a familiar sight, so comforting after weeks agonizing over having hurt him.Ā
I canāt believe I held him down like thatā¦ canāt believe I let my paranoia get in the way of being here for himā¦
He dropped one hand and knocked on the window. Damian didnāt show any reaction at first, Jon knocked again.Ā
Damian woke up with a frown, pulling his hand up from the waistline of his shorts and dragging it over his body. He sat up looking out his window until he spotted Jon outside. He froze, the two staring at each other for a moment. He looked down at himself and then up at Jon, slowly crawling towards the window and opening it.
āWhat are you doing?ā ā He asked sitting back on the bed and hugging a pillow.
Jon sat over the window sill, not fully coming inside just yet. āĀ āIā¦ my dad told me Bruce was thinking of you spending next week at the farm with usā¦ for your birthdayā¦ was that your idea or his?ā
ā...mineā¦ but that was beforeā¦ā ā Damian said biting his lip.
āBefore?ā
āBefore you attacked me.ā ā Damian clutched the pillow harder, avoiding Jonās eyes.
āIām sorry Damiā¦ I donāt have an excuseā¦ Iām sorry about everythingā¦ā
Damian didnāt respond, his profile on display as he insisted on looking away from Jon.Ā
āDo you still wanna come?ā ā Jon asked determined to not let the silence create any more distance between them.
āOh come onā¦ as if youād want me thereā¦ā ā Damian responded finally locking eyes with Jon.
āI wouldā¦ I really want you to comeā¦ I really want toā¦ to fix thingsā¦ I miss youā¦ā āĀ Jon was shaky, grabbing the sill not to show it.
āYouā¦ youāve been really weird lately too you know?! You said I was being weird and unlike myselfā¦ said all that crap about me being possessedā¦ well youāve also been weirdā¦ā
āIā¦ I donāt knowā¦ā ā Jonās eyes found Damianās hands clutching the pillow and he noticed there were still bruises around his wrists. He took a deep breath in. ā āIām really so sorryā¦ I didnāt mean to hurt youā¦ Iād never want to hurt youā¦ā
āIā¦ I donāt hold it against youā¦ it was an accidentā¦ā ā Damian said easing his grip, lowering the pillow some.
āSoā¦ do you wanna come?ā
āOnly if you want me toā¦ā ā Damian said with a sparkle in his eye that caught Jonās attention, a small breakthrough to him.
āI missed you so much the last couple weeksā¦ā
And just like that it was gone, Damianās gaze hardened and he looked away from Jon. ā āWhatās that supposed to mean?ā
āWhat do you mean? Iā¦ I missed youā¦ā
āThenĀ whyā¦ why didnāt you just come soonerā¦ call me or somethingā¦ā
āI was ashamedā¦ I acted like an idiot and I hurt youā¦ I was convinced youād never wanna see me againā¦ā
āIt would take a lot more for me not to forgive you, Jonā¦ā āĀ Damian responded finally looking back at Jon. ā āAnd not just because youāre my friend.ā
Jonās heart tightened in his chest so hard he felt like he was about to fall back from the window. He gripped the sill trying to steady himself and looked at Damian with shock in his face.
āYouāre my best friendā¦ā ā Was all he could manage to say at first, taking a deep breath in before continuing. āĀ āI hope I can be that for youā¦ā
āDependsā¦ā ā Damian was looking down. ā āDo you still have goats at the farm?ā
āI- yesā¦ā ā Jon exhaled sharply, a smile coming to his face.
āThenā¦ yeahā¦ we can still be best friendsā¦ā ā Damian lifted his head smiling, his canines sharp. Damian bared his teeth in every smile to Jon alone.
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āWhat are they talking about?ā Ā ā Damian asked nudging Jon.
They were leaning over a fence side by side, their shoulders rubbing.
āReally boring stuffā¦ā
āLike what?ā
āBruce is telling Clark he could fix the tractor in five minutes if he let himā¦ā ā Jon remarked snickering.
āWhat?! He could!ā ā Damian protested.
āDadās tried to fix it so many timesā¦ he spent his whole life fixing that damn tractor, if he says there aināt no way then there aināt no way in hell!ā
Clark nudged Bruce.
āAināt no way in hell, palā¦ I know you fancy yourself a genius but when you grow up in a farm you learn some of these machines are like the animalsā¦ some day you just gotta give them some rest and stop bothering the poor thingsā¦ā
āYour parents cannot afford a new tractorā¦ especially not one of the newer ones they canāt fix themselvesā¦ or youā¦ā
āTheyāll be alright, Bruceā¦ā
āWhat now? Your dadās real close to my dadā¦ā ā Damian inquired stretching back,Ā short shallow breaths innundading Jonās hearing.
āMore about the tractorā¦ just let it dieā¦ uhmā¦ā ā He looked at Damian sideways, catching a glimpse of his body as his shirt lifted. His skin was golden in the afternoon light.
āAnything I need to know about Damian, Bruce?ā
āLike what?ā
āHis backā¦ hisā¦ I donāt knowā¦ you mentioned he was on a lot of pillsā¦ā
āYeahā¦ keep him away from tractorsā¦ā
āHe said you canāt drive any tractorsā¦ā
āParty pooperā¦ā
Bruce laughed and leaned towards Clark, Clarkās hand slapping his back.
āWhat about the animals, huh?ā
āHeās gonna want to ride a horseā¦ he shouldnāt but heāll do it anywaysā¦ pointless to try to stop himā¦ā
āHow bad is it, Bruce?ā
āHe rejected a robotic spine and grew a new one in instantsā¦ the Pit didnāt do a great job thoughā¦ the scar tissue is extensiveā¦ bits were left behind too and fused with his new spineā¦ I cannot imagine the pain he felt those first few daysā¦ no amount of painkillers can dull thatā¦ not when we had to keep him moving to make sure he wouldnāt lose his ability toā¦ā
āJesus Christ, Bruceā¦ā
āHe amazed meā¦ he always did but thisā¦ it took a different type of strength to go through itā¦ acceptanceā¦ thatās what it tookā¦ acceptance of what was and heās all the better for it nowā¦ he had to take it slowā¦ restā¦ go against his natureā¦ he was strong to accept he was hurtā¦ā
āA foreign concept to you, surelyā¦ā
Bruce bumped Clark, giving him a punch to the arm that was way lighter than it needed to be.
āWhat was that?!ā ā Damian asked eager. ā āCome on!ā
Jon looked at Damian and slung his arm around his shoulders, the other pulling him closer by his front, grabbing his waist. Damianās breath quickened and he almost witheld it, his arms stuck in the air at first not sure how to respond.
āHe said heās really proud of how youāve been dealing with all thisā¦ Clark joked Bruce couldnāt have done itā¦ā
āOhā¦ā ā Damian eased into Jonās arms touching his arm over his stomach gently before Jon pulled away, scruffing Damianās hair before letting go entirely.
There was a beeping sound, both Bruce and Clark looked down at their phones and at each other.
āJon, tell your mother Iāll be late for dinnerā¦ā ā Clark said waving at Damian and Jon.
āSee ya!ā ā Jon shouted waving them off as Bruce rushed to his car and Clark right behind him.Ā
Damian and Jon watched and waved Batman and Superman off on yet another mission.
āI always thought we could be like them when we grew up, almost took it for granted that weād beā¦ always friendsā¦ always Super Sonsā¦ā āĀ Jon said leaning over the fence and looking at his muddy red Converse.
āWe will be, but maybeā¦ maybe we can also be differentā¦ā āĀ Damian responded watching Jon from a step behind.
āDifferent? Like how?ā ā Jon asked looking back at Damian, the sunset giving his dark brown hair a reddish hue that contrasted with his bright blue eyes.
āI donāt knowā¦ differentā¦ā ā Damian responded touching the spot on his waist Jon had grabbed a moment ago, his other hand rubbing his chest a couple times before he joined Jon leaning over the fence and watching the sunset over rolling hills and green pasture.
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Jon was laying on the living room couch with his legs up, resting his head on Ma Kentās lap. Nearly asleep, he listened to the soft sounds of the house while Ma played with his hair.
āYouāre so big now, Jonā¦ I remember when you used to fit in this couch with room to spareā¦ā ā She said sweetly, urging a smile from him.
āCould you break some eggs for me in this bowl, Damian? Three should be enoughā¦ā ā Lois said giving Damian another set of orders he was more than happy to follow.
āOnly if I get to chop the chocolate afterwardsā¦ā ā He said cracking the first eggs, a terrible negotiator.
āDonāt let him!ā ā Jon spoke up opening his eyes, meeting Damianās and Loisā confused gaze. ā āHeāll nab too many!ā
āYou snitch!ā ā Damian protested āĀ āGo back to sleep and let the adults take care of things!ā
Jon chuckled and watched Damian and Lois baking together while his blinking slowed, unwilling to fall asleep and miss out on the scene unfolding in front of him.
āVery good, Damianā¦ not a single shellā¦ā āĀ Lois said grabbing over Damianās shoulder and giving him a squeeze. ā āGo onā¦ chop the chocolateā¦ We have plenty more, we ended up buying Maās cake from a neighbour who makes her favouriteā¦ā
Damian paused after taking a knife in his hands, looking at Lois with confusion. āĀ āWaitā¦ you bought Maās cake? Whyā¦ what are we baking then?!ā
āOh! Damian!ā āĀ Lois exclaimed smiling softly at him. ā āItās your cake! The brownies you like!ā
āMyā¦. my cake? Butā¦ my birthday passed alreadyā¦ā
āDoesnāt matter sweetieā¦ itās your birthday week, youāre coming to stay overā¦ of course weāre making your favouriteā¦ā ā She leaned in closer to Damian. āĀ āJon insisted.ā
Jon watched Damian attentively, the way he put the knife down and looked back at Lois with a straight smile. He couldnāt help himself and listened in on Damianās heartbeat, it was speeding up. Damian turned his face and stared back at Jon, lingering on him before turning his attention back to baking.
That shook himā¦ that shook him a lotā¦Ā
āHow was your birthday, Damian?ā āĀ Ma asked.
āReally nice, Maā¦ my mom actually came to visit this yearā¦ā
āReally? Talia came to Gotham?ā ā Lois asked leaning next to the counter and popping a hip to the side.
āMhmā¦ was really nice, we trained together like when I was a kidā¦ā
āYou trained?!ā ā Jon asked surprised.
āWellā¦ not training trainingā¦ Tai Chiā¦ it was hard at first, my balance is still lacking but it wasā¦ it was really nice anywaysā¦ just like we used to when I was a kidā¦ weād always start the day with it, at the break of dawnā¦ā
āThat does sound lovelyā¦ā ā Ma said patting Jonās forehead.
āMaybe you two can get up bright an early tomorrow morninh and do some Tai Chi with the chickens and the cowsā¦ā āĀ Lois joked.
āJonās not waking up for sunriseā¦ neither am Iā¦ā ā Damian responded joking, the sharp sound of the knife breaking through the hard chocolate making Jon gasp.
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Jon ran as fast as he could without looking like a blur. His mission was simple, four turns in the air before he hit the waterā¦ he just needed enough speedā¦ He bolted and jumped as far up as he could without flying, harder than one would imagine, and forced his body forwards, attempting to make the 4 turns. The water hit him sooner than he expected, not sure whether or not heād completed the fourth turn before diving in. He welcomed the coolness of it, the quiet, the stillness. He opened his eyes to look up, the sun piercing through the green-ish hue of the lake. He couldāve stayed there a while, not needing to take a breath but Damian had chastised him for it enough times by now he knew not to linger too much. He began swimming back towards the surface.
The brightness was overwhelming at first, he looked out to the bank to find Damian still sitting under a willow tree with with knees up, concentrating. He swam towards him and came out of the water, dripping like a dog.
āIs it any good? The people at the store said itās the best you get for carrying around with youā¦ for traveling and stuffā¦ā ā He asked pointing to the small watercolor kit heād gifted Damian for his birthday.Ā
It was a set of ten shades, a brush you could fill in with water yourself and a small notebook with thick paper to accompany. Damian had watched Jon walk towards him, smiling at him softly as he stood before him.
āItās greatā¦ thanks Iā¦ I didnāt expect anythingā¦ā
āCan I see?ā ā Jon asked leaning forwards, dripping water over Damianās bare feet.
āCareful!ā ā He pulled the notebook away. āĀ āHereā¦ itās just a rough sketchā¦ā
The small page was entirely covered in loose strokes of colorful paint depicting the lake and the vegetation around it, a little blur in a cartoonish style representing Jon diving into the water.
āThatās great! Are you finished?ā
āJonā¦ Noā¦ā
āCome onā¦ itās nice and cool in the waterā¦ā ā He leaned over Damianās knees, making him more and more wet by the second.
āI donāt think itās a good ideaā¦ itās deepā¦ā
āSince when are you afraid of depth?ā ā Jon quipped. ā āCome on, the bank is shallow, you can stand on itā¦ā
Damian looked at the water for a moment and Jon couldnāt help but note his heart rate speeding.
āAre youā¦ā ā He asked inspecting Damianās face. āĀ āAre you scared to go in the water because-ā
āLetās go!ā ā Damian stood up abruptly and took off his shirt and shorts in one smooth motion, marching past Jon tying the strings in his swimtrunks.
Jon rushed to catch up, stopping by the edge of the water with Damian. Heād stopped abruptly, needing only one short step to be in the water.Ā
āCanāt see the bottom too wellā¦ā ā He admitted.
Jon stepped inside, showing how the water was only coming halfway up his shins and placed his hands on his hips. āĀ āLook! Only comes up to my calvesā¦ should be fine and leave you a good one or two heads worth of breathing roomā¦ā
āHa ha, very funnyā¦ Iām not even than much shorter than you anymoreā¦ā ā Damian mumbled taking a hesitant step forward.
He looked at his foot and then back up at Jon, reaching a hand for his shoulder and using it to stabilise himself as he dropped in. it was uncomfortable, tilting his hip and by consequence his spine by lowering one leg before the other. He pursed his lips and squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before Jon took over and hugged him, lowering him into the water in one smooth motion. Damian opened his eyes again with the water hitting his knees, Jonās arms pulling away while his remained hanging in the air.
āI- thanksā¦ā
āWe aināt got all dayā¦ā ā Jon joked, immediately falling back into the water and swimming back.
He watched as Damian slowly walked in, hesitant to swim at first until he finally did it, coming closer to Jon towards the center of the lake.Ā
āArmā¦ā ā He asked extending a hand, seeking Jon.
Jon extended his bent arm, offering his forearm for Damian to hold onto. He did so, one hand gripping his arm while the other held onto his shoulder.
āHow does it feel?ā ā Jon asked.
āStupidly scaryā¦ā āĀ Damian admitted with a frown that soon turned to a soft chuckle.
āWhat?ā ā Jon asked joining in on the laughter.
āIā¦ I was raised by the League of Assassinsā¦ trained by Batmanā¦ Iāve been Robin since I was 10ā¦ Iā¦ Iāve fought near goods and extraterrestrial threatsā¦ā
āAnd your heart is racing at swimming in a deep lakeā¦ā ā Jon joked.
āI- is it?āĀ
Jonās eyes found Damianās wide and alert, feeling like heād just been exposed.
āIā¦ sorryā¦ I canāt help it sometimesā¦ā ā Jon admitted feeling ashamed.
āNoā¦ no itās fineā¦ itā¦ I feel it beating pretty hardā¦ I canāt imagine what it must sound like to youā¦ā ā Damian said tightening his grip.
āYou wanna hop on my back?ā ā Jon asked feeling Damianās shaky hands on him.
āUhhā¦ sureā¦āĀ
Damian swam behind Jon and climbed on his back, crossing his legs around Jonās hips and his arms across his chest. Jon could feel his heart beating against his back.
āHow fast should I go?ā ā Jon asked beginning to swim away.
āHuman speed! Human speed!ā ā Damian responded tightening his grip.
āOh come onā¦ you used to be funā¦ Iām not gonna let you drown!ā
āI- fineā¦ a little over human speedā¦ā
Jon swam away doing powerful strokes that made them glide on the water. Damianās grip slowly eased up and he even lifted himself a bit. Jon eventually stopped closer to an edge, where Damian could stand. He stood more upright but Damian remained clinging onto his back.Ā
āSo I guess youāre not in the mood for jumps, huh?ā ā Jon asked looking back at Damian.
Their faces brushed against each other and Damian pulled back, slowly dismounting.
āNoā¦Ā no jumps for meā¦ but thatā¦ that was funā¦ā ā He said standing on his own, his speeding heart rate flooding Jonās hearing.
Jon is overwhelmed by Damian's proximity, his suspicion and annoyance climaxing in a confrontation that ends with Damian bloody and Jon even more confused than before.
Tags: Damian Wayne x Jon Kent; DamiJon; romance; eventual romance; slow burn; no smut; internalised homophobia; injury recovery; teen romance; romantic tension; first kiss; good parent Talia Al Ghul; good parent Bruce Wayne
Ao3 link here
Word Count: 3,429 (ch.1, ch.2, ch.3, ch.4, ch.5)
Jon tossed and turned in bed stuck in a horrible nightmare that wouldnāt release him. He was drenched in sweat, the bedsheets tossed over to the floor while he revisited that horrible day when he almost lost Damian. He saw flashes of the fight again, Damianās unresponsiveness, the stillness that had scared him so much and then he saw him again in the Lazarus Pit except this time he was not pulling Damian up to the surface with him, he was the one pushing him deeper, drowning him. The images flashed back and forth between him choking Damian and Damianās soft smile at him in the mountains during their many walks before returning to Gotham, flashes of the two versions of Damian heād seen in such a short timespan.
He woke up from the sound of the wood breaking underneath him. He opened his eyes while lying on his stomach, slowly coming up to sit while catching his breath.
Just a dreamā¦ just a dreamā¦
The door slammed open, Lois and Clark barged in with worried looks on their faces.
āJon!ā āĀ Lois exclaimed first turning on the lights. ā āWhatā¦ what happened?ā
āIā¦ ughā¦ bad dreamā¦ā ā He said looking down in shame.
āThatās alright sonā¦ā āĀ Clark said stepping in and tapping him on the back as he got on his feet. āĀ āMmmmā¦ doesnāt look too badā¦ā
Clark looked back at Lois and she gestured for Jon to come to her, embracing a groggy and clumsy Jon as he still fought to fully wake up.
āComeā¦ letās have some tea or something and let your dad see if he can do anything about the bedā¦ā
āSorryā¦ā
āDonāt mention it son, Iāve broken plenty a bed in my timeā¦ā ā Clark joked, immediately finding Loisā eyes widening at him stifling a giggle.
āEhā¦ you knowā¦ nightmaresā¦ā
āGrossā¦ā ā Jon complained being led out of the room by his mother.
He rubbed his eyes while Lois put the kettle on, feeling a bit shaky still.
āYou havenāt had a nightmare like that in what feels like years honeyā¦ something on your mind?ā
āYeah justā¦ this whole thing with Damianā¦ā
āOf courseā¦ā ā She sat across from him on the kitchen isle, reaching for his hand.
āI keep having these nightmares of him being hurtā¦ dyingā¦ again and againā¦ these dreams where I donāt manage to save himā¦Heāsā¦ heās just soā¦ā
āFragileā¦ā
āI neverā¦ never ever thought Iād use that word to describe Damian butā¦ yeahā¦ he isā¦ I never saw him like that butā¦ he isā¦ā
āYou know, when his father had his back brokenā¦ it took him months to even walk againā¦ and I think his healing was nothing short of miraculous just how Damianās was nowā¦ Your fatherā¦ your father has struggled with this same feeling before, honeyā¦ Bruce, Damianā¦ Itās like theyāre not even humans until they areā¦ itās a scary realisation to makeā¦ā
āIād never seen or heard him like thatā¦ even after the Pitā¦ I was expecting him to be thrashing and angry, Iād heard about how it drives you madā¦ I was ready for itā¦ to hold him back and all but he justā¦ā
āWhat?ā
āHe cried and he reached for meā¦ he clung onto me so tight and he didnāt let go until Talia arrivedā¦ he just cried and hid his face against me I was- I was so confusedā¦ Heās been acting weird sinceā¦ā
āWeird how?ā
āQuiet, slowā¦ touchyā¦ he was always plotting something, always on a case and wanting to go outā¦ you know we never justā¦ just hung outā¦ I expected him to be out on patrol when I visited him last weekā¦ā
āBut he was homeā¦ā
āHe wasā¦ heās not going to schoolā¦ heās not Robinā¦ā
āIs he struggling?ā
āThatās the thingā¦ he seems fineā¦ heās in painā¦ you can tellā¦ butā¦ heās not restlessā¦ heās fun to be aroundā¦ like, a lot of fun actuallyā¦ heās flirty even, chatting girls up like Iāve never seen beforeā¦ā
Lois giggled. ā āThen thatās all that should matter, yeah?ā
āI guessā¦ I justā¦ itās been differentā¦ thatās the thing itās not bad but I alsoā¦ I donāt really know how to be around him like thisā¦ we never did, not like this at leastā¦ not in a whileā¦ā
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The next two weeks went by in a blur where Jon attempted and failed miserably to keep up with his schoolwork while being glued to his phone. Damianās texting was relentless. Heād have a few good hours at the beginning of the day, Damianās sleep schedule all over the place since the accident, heād only wake up around 11pm on a good day. Jon would be productive for a bit before the slew of messages would hit.
Jon hadnāt minded it at first, Damian always had interesting things to say, always a nice video or song to share, a progress picture of a drawing he was working on or a picture of his pets being silly. It soon became a bit much for Jon to handle though, āhow was your day?ā texts around dinner time, āwhat are you up to?ā texts at bedtime... Jon would come out of swimming practice always sure to find a string of messages he needed to catch up with. His responses became more blunt, shorter, snappier the longer it went on for.
The change in Damianās personality had made Jon grow suspicious and the more Damian shared, the more doubtful he became. He grew restless, not like he could go to the library to research how a particular Lazarus Pit in the heart of China affected men differently than any other heād heard of before. He had no one to go to for knowledge of what mightāve happened other than Damian himself. Days dragged on as he felt himself growing more and more nervous, his thoughts flashing back to the accident, to the aftermath of the Pit, to Damianās recovery and the stormy day heād spent with him in Gotham. He didnāt dare visit again, his stomach doing sommersaults every time he considered it.
He was staring at the screen while rubbing his stomach, that same fluttering sensation making him feel uncomfortable after seeing a selfie Damian had sent of himself lying in bed with the cat next to him, his head resting on his bicep.
āJon, can you put the phone down?ā ā Lois asked looking at Clark across her on the table, raising her eyebrows.
āJust a secā¦ā
āSonā¦ā ā Clark intervened.
āItāsā¦ gimme a sec!ā āĀ Jon complained dropping the phone on the table. His movement was fast and annoyed.
Clark and Lois took a communal deep breath, each nodding for the other to take the lead. Lois, always the bravest, coughed.
āHmnā¦ honeyā¦ whatās up with you and the phone? Youāve been glued to it latelyā¦ā ā She took a bite out of her food, urging Clark to follow.
Jon rubbed his forehead and huffed. ā āItās Damianā¦ā
āIs he alright?ā ā Clark asked.
āI donāt know heāsā¦ Bored? I donāt know he justā¦ he keeps texting me all the timeā¦ā ā Jon picked up the knife and fork but found litte appetite in him.
Lois and Clark exchanged glances once again.
āWhen was the last time you two saw each other?ā ā Clark followed up.
Jon shrugged. ā āI donāt knowā¦ a couple weeks? Maybe more?ā
āThatās a long time for you two, isnāt it?ā
āI meanā¦ I guessā¦ Itās justā¦ā
āWhat?ā
āDamian hasnāt been going out as Robin since he was injured, has he?ā āĀ Lois asked, her sharp eyes never missing anything ā always seeing more than Clark or Jon ever could with their x-ray vision.
āNoā¦ not yet, at least I donāt think soā¦āĀ
āHas he mentioned anything about his back to you, son?ā ā Clark asked resting his head on a fist.
āHe complains about it all the timeā¦ itās weirdā¦ā ā Jon said twirling the spaghetti on his plate. ā āHeās weirdā¦ā
Lois stared at Clark and mouthed the words on both of their minds ācall Bruceā¦ā.
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Jon was brushing his teeth when his phone began buzzing, Damian was calling.
What the hellā¦ you never callā¦
āUhā¦ hey?ā
āHey, whatās up?ā
āWha-ā ā Jon spat. ā āWhat do you mean, whatās up?ā
āNot muchā¦ was wondering if you wanted to hop into Gotham any time soonā¦ā
āWhy?ā
āWhy?!... becauseā¦ because you do that? Never mind I guessā¦ā
āNoā¦ sorry, I didnāt- I didnāt mean to sound like that I just wondered if there was something wrongā¦ā
āWellā¦ yeah, there isā¦ā
āWhat?ā
āIām boredā¦ā
āDamiā¦ā
āJonā¦ā
āCome onā¦ didnāt you go back to school this week? Isnāt it nice being back?ā
āNo.ā
āNo as in you didnāt go or no as it it isnāt nice?ā
āI did go back but itās not funā¦ canāt play soccer right and no one is as fun as youā¦ donāt think Iāll be going backā¦ It was niceā¦ when you stayed at the house by the mountainā¦ was thinking about that just nowā¦ I didnāt expect you to stay so longā¦ā
āOf course I didā¦ you almost diedā¦ you were hurt, Iā¦ā
āSorry about thatā¦ā
āYou donāt have to apologiseā¦ā
āI wish I was more like you like thatā¦ I canāt imagine how scary it would be if it had been youā¦ā
āI canāt imagine how scary it mustāve been to get hurt like thatā¦ā
āIā¦ I was gonna say Iāve had worse butā¦ donāt think I haveā¦ā
Jon looked at his reflection in the mirror, surprised by the sadness in the eyes that looked back at him.
āYouā¦ you wanna talk about it?ā
āYeah actually I doā¦ if you come to Gothamā¦ā
Jon bit the inside of his cheek, a flutter in his stomach followed him from the bathroom to his parents bedroom to the open skies until Gotham. He knocked on Damianās window having landed right outside. Damian rushed to meet him, sliding the window open and pulling Jon by his shirt inside.
āWhat are you doing? Hanging like that?!ā ā He laughed but his grip was strong on Jonās shirt, making him lose balance and fall over Damianās bed.Ā
The two fell back on the back giggling, the butterflies suddenly dissipating at the sound of Damianās laughter.
āShhhā¦ itās lateā¦ā āĀ Jon said trying to hold back an euphoric giggle.
Damian only laughed harder, pulling himself slowly away from Jon, his leg caught under his body keeping him captive.
āYou think anyoneās home?! Who?!ā ā He joked trying to wriggle himself free. He reached for Jonās leg and grabbed it, yanking it up and pulling himself off from under Jon. He leaned back against a pile of pillows and placed his own legs over Jonās.
Iā¦ okayā¦
Jon leaned back against the wall,Ā pulling Damianās legs up over his lap, immediately removing his hands and placing them tightly against his sides holding himself up with his shoulders. It was silent for a moment, the laughter slowly dissipating.
Damian lifted his arms, resting them behind his head. ā āYou got here pretty fastā¦ā
āWind was on my sideā¦ā āĀ Jon said struggling to focus on anything else other than the sensation of Damianās calves over his thighs.
Heās so warmā¦ his skin is so softā¦ his smellā¦
Jon blinked at him. ā āWhat- I- I thought you wanted to talk or somethingā¦ā
āI mean yeah butā¦ I donāt knowā¦ just wanted to hang outā¦ā
āDami- itās ten pmā¦ on a Wednesdayā¦ā āĀ Jon stated frowning at him.
āSo?ā
āItās not exactly hang out timeā¦ thought you were likeā¦ I donāt knowā¦ going through somethingā¦ā
āDoes something have to be wrong for you wanna come hang out with me?ā ā Damianās expression shifted, a hint of sadness to his eyes.
āI-noā¦ thatās not what I saidā¦ā
āDo I have to be hurt or needing a super for you to come see me?ā āĀ Damian started pulling his legs back slowly. Jon reacted on instinct and held them, Damianās eyes immediately darting from his face to his hands on him.
āSorryā¦ Iā¦ Iām an idiotā¦ā ā Jon said lowering his head. ā āI didnātā¦ I didnāt realise that without us going out in capes thatā¦ that we werenāt seeing each other at all latelyā¦ā
Damian looked away, Jon had touched on a sore wound. ā āI thought you were avoiding meā¦ā
āNoā¦ā
āYou said I freaked you out with the stuff Iād said about the Pit and then you justā¦ just didnāt come back to Gothamā¦ā
āIāve been busy with school and stuffā¦ā
āRightā¦ā
āCome onā¦ weāve been texting all the timeā¦ā ā Jon pleaded removing his hands from Damianās legs. Damianās neck whipped back at him, his expression now showing a hint of anger.
āNoā¦ Iāve been textingā¦ you replyā¦ā
āThatāsā¦ how communication goes?ā
Damian pulled his legs away entirely, keeping them bent, a wall between him and Jon.
āNoā¦ thatās how shit communication goesā¦ I text you wanting to talk, you never text me firstā¦ you never have anything to say that isnāt a reaction to what I saidā¦ Iā¦ Why?ā
āIā¦ I donāt knowā¦ I donātā¦ā
Itās weirdā¦ you never didā¦ you neverā¦ just chattedā¦
āIf you donāt wanna be my friend just say it.ā
āDamian! What the hell?!ā ā Jon reached over and pulled his legs to the side so he could see Damian. The expression he was met with oddly reminiscent of his own reflection minutes ago in his bathroom.
āIām not doing it anymore, Jon.ā
āWhat?ā
āRobinā¦ Iām not doing it anymore so if I wanna see you or talk to you or anythingā¦ I wonāt be Robinā¦ā ā Jonās hand was still holding onto Damianās knee.
Damian looked at it and reached for his own knee, his thumb lightly touching Jonās. He rubbed his own skin, tapping Jon in the process.
āYouāll be fine soonā¦ youāll recover and-ā
āYouāre not listening!ā ā Damian reached for Jonās hand and held it, pulling it away from his knee and keeping it steady in the air. ā āIām not Robin anymore! I donāt want to be!ā
Jon stared at Damian short circuiting.
Thisā¦ this is all wrongā¦ Damian is private and independentā¦ Damian doesnāt like touching people or being touchedā¦ he always pulls awayā¦ He keeps his hair shortā¦ he keeps his room tidyā¦ most of allā¦ Robinā¦ he is Robinā¦
āWhy? Thatā¦ that makes no sense! None of this makes sense!ā ā Jon shouted spiralling.
āWhat?ā
āYou donāt call me! You donāt text me! You donāt just hang out without a mission! You donāt touch me like that!ā ā He pulled his hand away from Damian.
āI almost died!ā āĀ Damian protested sitting up.
āSo?! Thatās crap! Youāve almost died before! You had a damn robot spine!ā
āYeah I did! And it hurt! It hurt like hell every day and it still does now! I had to take all these stupid immunosuppressants for it and I still do cause some part of it is still in me! I get sick all the time cause of them!ā
āBut youāre gonna be better now! Youāll probably be stronger than before when you recover!ā
āI donāt want to go through that again, donāt you get it?! Any of it! I donāt want to lose a fight again! I donāt want to feel that pain EVER again! I donāt want to see my parents like that ever again! I donāt want to die and leave them alone and I donāt ever want to see you cry like that again!āĀ
Damianās voice was strained, shouting at Jon while gripping the bedsheets underneath him. Jon stared back at him wide eyed, his mouth hanging slightly open. Damian was crying.
Whatā¦ what the hellā¦
āListenā¦ā Ā ā Damian let his head hang low, and he began moving closer to Jon. ā āA lot happened in that Pitā¦ a lotā¦ those daysā¦ when it was just me, you, Talia and Bruceā¦ A lot changedā¦ā ā He touched Jon, again, he held his forearm, steadying himself as he sat back on his heels.
āSoā¦ so youāre not going to be Robin anymore?ā āĀ Jon asked with a knot in his stomach he couldnāt quite place.
If heās not Robin anymoreā¦ thenā¦ then who are we? Who are we if not Supersons?
āWhat about Batman?ā ā He asked avoiding the question burning in his mind.
āTimās a great Robinā¦ heās fine without meā¦ā
No snarky comebackā¦ no ironic take backā¦ his handsā¦ theyāre so warmā¦ heāsā¦ heās shifting his thumbā¦
Jon lunged at Damian, pegging him down onto the bed under him while holding his arms up by his head.
āFess up! What the hell happened? Youāre all weird, youāve been saying cryptic stuff for weeks and now this?! Are you a Djinn?! Are you Ras Al-Ghul?! Did he possess you when you died?!ā
Damian laughed at first, smiling under Jon thinking he was trying to break the tension by messing around. He soon noticed Jonās words were accusations, his face dropping realising Jon really had been avoiding him for a reason.
āWait, what?ā
āAre you cursed? What happened to you?! Why are you so different?!ā ā Jon pressed against Damianās wrists harder.
Jon had tipped it, weeks of having felt a dip in his stomach whenever he thought back on Damian, weeks of him feeling his heart race thinking back on the accident and the days that followed when heād helped Damian learn to walk againā¦ it all flooded and he tipped the scale, afraid the sensation heād been ignoring had led to him letting an imposter inā¦
āStop!ā āĀ Damian shouted beginning to fight back.Ā
He kneed Jon in his nuts and Jon lost his balance, momentarily losing the upper hand. Damian moved as quickly as he could and tried to release himself from Jonās hold. Their arms flailed at one another while Jon panted in pain. He pushed against Damian desperately and accidentaly elbowed him on his nose. Damianās head fell back against the mattress and he let out a quiet gasp, blinking repeatedly. Jon froze, realising he mightāve just used much more strength than he shouldāve in holding Damian down, his wrists a bright red with visible finger marks. He sat back, crawling away from Damian to the edge of the bed and watched as he slowly brought himself up to his elbows.
āWhatā¦ā āĀ Damian looked confused, bringing his hand to his nose and catching the first drops of bright red blood flowing out of both nostrils. ā āWhat the hell was that?!ā
āShitā¦ Iā¦ Iām sorryā¦ Iām sorry I donāt know what came over meā¦ā ā Jon repeated panicking, looking around himself for anything he could give Damian to staunch the bleeding.
He wasnāt fast enough, Damian reached over to his desk where he had a roll of kitchen towels he kept by his watercolors, unravelling it and pressing a bunch to his face. He blinked hard a few times.
āDidā¦ did I hurt youā¦?ā ā Jon asked holding his own arm.
āWhat do you think!?ā āĀ Damian barked in response.
āIā¦ Iām sorryā¦ā
āGet outā¦ā āĀ Damian said quietly.
āHang onā¦ let meā¦ let me help youā¦ā
āGet out! I donāt need your help!ā
What have I doneā¦ whatā¦ why did I do that? Why am I so afraid of you? Why am I so scared to let youā¦ to let you what? I donāt even know what Iām fighting against!
He reached for Damian but his hand was slapped as soon as it neared his face.
āOut!ā āĀ The bunched up paper towels turned wet, a mixture of blood and tears against Damianās bright green eyes.
They pierced through Jon, a sob travelling from his throat and escaping his mouth as he gasped for air.
āSorryā¦ā ā He said rushing out of the window.
Jon didnāt fly back to Metropolis straight away. He sat on the rooftop of the Browstone for some time hiding his face in his knees, listening to Damian.
Heād dropped back onto bed first, a quiet cry leaving his quivering lips until he moaned a quiet āowā. He got up next, leaving his room to the bathroom where Jon heard the faucet running. It ran for some time, drowning out the sound of Damianās crying just enough. He stayed until he heard Damianās dragging footsteps return to his room. He slammed his door and collapsed onto bed. He gasped louder than Jon had heard before as he lowered himself to bed, exhaling loudly once his head his the pillow. He spoke against it, his voice muffled.
āStupid Pitā¦ stupid space shipā¦ stupidā¦ stupidā¦ why did you have to get hurtā¦ stupidā¦ ruined everythingā¦he hates youā¦ he hates meā¦ā
