I would love to hear more on this lovely sounding piece
Haha ok! This one is a bit like the other polybatfam, a way to try pairings and stuff, but this time focused on Bruce/Batman.
It's just several instances of the batkids coming to bother B when he's working, like Duke coming back from solo patrol exhausted and demanding attention, or Cass sauntering to him to stop him when he's not supposed to work. And, well, you can guess where it leads 😏
Mostly it's just fluffy smut. No angst or whump or anything, they're all just vibing and being cute.
So far I've finished Duke's chapter, and I've started Cass's but I'm not happy with something in it so I'm gonna revamp it.
Here's the WIP tag list
And here's a little excerpt from Duke's (unedited) chapter :3
Duke is sore.
There hasn't been a single major villain attacking Gotham today, but B-tier thieves and mobs had gone bonkers for some reason. Duke didn't have a single second to breath all day, rushing from one place to another, one emergency to another without being able to either eat or sit his butt down to relax.
He's dragging his feet to the Batcave, dreaming of a warm shower, a hearty meal and a comfy bed. If he had any less pride, he would ask whoever he crosses next for a massage too, even if it happened to be Jason or Pennyworth of all people.
At the moment, the only person in the Batcave is Bruce, already in costume except for the cowl that is hanging down. He's working on what Duke assumes is intel the gang will need for tonight's patrol, the click-clack of his fingers on the keyboard the only sound in the Batcave save for Duke's own footstep and the quiet chirping of wandering bats.
"Welcome back," Bruce acknowledges him as soon as he reaches the main platform, though he doesn't look away from the screens. Upon closer inspection, it's a lot of nonsense about the Riddler.
Duke pauses, stares at Bruce with tired eyes for about five seconds, and decides that this would be much better than to kidnap whoever else he could find to get his massage.
So he sheds his helmet, gloves, and boots in whichever free corner there is nearby, and walks towards Bruce with intent.
The man doesn't even react when Duke plops himself on his laps. Duke curls against his chest, tucks his face in the crook of Bruce's neck, and quietly circles his middle with his arms, and all of a sudden the tension leaves his shoulders and he can finally take a full breath.
Bruce doesn't groan, or adjust his position, or even so much as tense. The only thing he does is wrap one arm around Duke's waist, tight enough to secure Duke against him, but loose enough that he could scramble away whenever he wants to.
Not that Duke wants to leave. He'd be perfectly content to fall asleep there. Too bad the night shift will start in a couple hours only.
Duke is dozing off, walking that very thin line between sleep and alertness like a funambule that would make Dick proud, when Bruce's arm around him shifts. The other is still tapping on the keyboard like it is a matter of life and death, but this one drags up along Duke's spine, palm flat and pressure just right, until it reaches his neck.
There, it goes about massaging Duke's shoulders slowly, deep circles releasing the tension in his muscles little by little, left, then right, then fingers digging carefully on each side of his spine from base of his skull down to his coccyx, then up again.
Duke is melting. Bruce probably doesn't even realize what he is doing as he uses Duke's back as a stim toy, but Duke certainly won't complain when it is exactly what he needs right now.
He sighs in Bruce's neck, flushes his forehead against the tendon there and counts the beats of the heart he can feel beneath. It's slow, calm, reassuring.
Straight friend sent me this edit of this comic, and I don't think he could have guessed if he'd tried what my mind would immediately go to.
Imagine Bruce tho. All of his adult children struggling with crippling homoerotic fixations after he keeps pulling stunts like this. Can't even look at a woman without fantasizing about spanking, touching, kneading, fucking Batman's sculpted ass.
wfa panel that deserves out of context batcest status. like thats shoujo sparkle shit. that fuckin background... like make it light blue or yellow if u wanna get the loving guardian bit but PASTEL PINK? nah hes in love. derogatory, any character attracted to bruce gets filed under "bad tastes" immediately lmao
The Dark Knights of Steel universe made it that Bruce is at maximum 18 and all of his robins look to be at minimum 14 (with Tim looking to be the youngest)... So that's the prefect canon universe to play around with Batman/Robin or Robin/Robin ships. Also the fact that it's set in a medieval fantasy setting? Well, that's just the cherry on top.
