While in the league an 8 year old Damian catches a couple of assassins fucking when they should be on idk guard duty or something. He isn't sure WHY but instead of calling them out and scolding them he stays in the shadows and observes them
This causes him to become rather? Curious? About sex as a result. He's never really thought much about his pussy beyond that he urinates from it and that most other little boys have a penis instead.
The only nude woman he has regular access to is his own mother. With these new feelings and curiosity awoken inside him he seeks to spy on her when she goes to use one of the communal bath houses.
And that's where Ra's finds him, spying on his own mother as she soaps up and massages her breasts.
But instead of immediately calling him out and revealing him to his mother the man.... Offers him up a deal. Damian can let his grandfather touch him.... Or Ra's can reveal him to Talia and forever brand him as an incestuous pervert.
It seems simple when put that way. Damian would rather die than let his mother's regard of him slip.
So that's how he finds himself being fingered open by his grandfather as he watches his mother bathe. When the man starts hitting a spot just right inside of him and Damian starts making noises Ra's clamps a hand down over his mouth. And when he begins to mercilessly besiege Damian's clit? He murmurs praise in his ear as tears of overwhelmed stimulation pour down Damian's cheeks. His little hips jerk in an irregular motion against Ra's hand- he's unused to the sensation and as good as it feels? He can't help but pull away from the overwhelming feeling bubbling up inside him.
And when he orgasms? It's such an overwhelming feeling that he can't help but lose control of his bladder. He's vaguely aware of the way Ra's draws in a ragged breath when he gushes all over his hand.
(Ra's invites Damian back to his bed chambers later on. Whether Damian goes willingly seeking that pleasure again or if he has to be coerced is up to you. But Ra's tells him that he doesn't have the tools necessary to do what he wants to do- Damian is so small that his own natural wetness simply won't do. Damian.... Isn't entirely certain what that means but. With what he witnessed the other day he can make a fairly educated guess.)
(And through it all Talia remains ignorant to what her father did to her son while they watched her :) )
I've been reading and rereading this since you sent it. This is. Everything to me. Chef's kiss, anon.
I think Damian should go willingly, under no illusions of what he's walking into and consenting to. Sure, he might not understand the intricacies of needing to be stretched more to accommodate Ra's, or that they'll need copious amounts of lubrication, or that it'll almost assuredly still hurt at his size and age. But. The fingers felt good. A pleasure to balance out the persistent ache of his training. The assassins enjoyed themselves. Surely his grandfather will leave him similarly sated.
Maybe there's even a day or two between being caught outside Talia's bath and Ra's extending the invitation for Damian to join him in his rooms. All the while, Damian's been trying to chase that same release Ra's gave him, but he's never quite able to get there. Not even when he tries to mirror exactly what Ra's did. So he's more than a little frustrated with himself, almost over eager to feel that way again.
Mmf. Ra's splitting Damian's thoroughly prepared cunt wide on his cock. Damian's already came a minimum of twice on his fingers and mouth. So pliant and sweet when Ra's finally, finally fucks him. Covering his body entirely with his own, shushing soft cries. Whispering praise and endearments into Damian's hair. "Taking me so well, my little Demon."
