barantos asks!!! baran picking up a drunk trinity after a night out mayhaps- what kind of drunk is trinity? and how does baran react? <3
freakishly good timing snoops I was just reminiscing about my own drunk days (past me needed to put the shots DOWN)
anyway! lover girl trinity santos is so true to me i think that girl goes to three types of drunk when she’s had enough in her:
• karaoke drunk: we’ve seen this. she’ll tear up a dance floor or a stage if it means she gets to be loud and dance like no one’s watching.
• sweetie pie drunk: she’s hanging off everyone’s shoulders, murmuring and whining about how much she loves them and how much she truly likes them even if she doesn’t act like it at work.
anyone repeats that to her when she’s sober and it never happened, okay?
• whiny drunk: this is usually the trinity that baran is picking up with a raised eyebrow and vaguely amused sigh. this trinity doesn’t want to leave, whines when people start to leave and don’t continue the fun. she’s all floppy and gooey and while she acts like she’s being put in time out when baran comes to get her, she’s secretly very happy to have someone hold her close and take her home and look after her
public or semipublic sex for sladick? bonus points if a bat or titan witness/almost witness
Thank you for your prompt!
Sladick semipublic sex
Slade’s body covered him so completely that Dick was sure if not for the muffled groans and whimpers or the unmistakable way Slade’s hips were moving while fucking into him, no one would even know what’s going on.
They were in one of the long hallways of Titan Tower, Slade with his pants lowered just enough and Dick with his own pooled on the floor around one foot. His other leg was resting on the crook of Slade’s elbow to make the angle better for them both and Dick whined loudly into Slade’s palm at every delicious roll of those hips.
Dick didn’t want to come just yet, no, he wanted to drag it out even when he knew he shouldn’t. But he was already so close, from the thought alone of the image they made – Dick in his sweats while Slade was dressed in his full Deathstroke regalia sans the mask, pressing Dick into the wall and covering his mouth to muffle all the sounds and make sure no one would hear them.
And Dick knew it was wrong but he was so turned on by the thought of his friends being just behind the wall while he was getting absolutely railed by Deathstroke the Terminator that he had to wrap his fingers around the base of his cock to stop himself from coming too soon.
He could feel Slade’s lips against his throat as the man smirked, his hips not stopping even for one second. His beard scratched at Dick’s jaw as he hitched him up higher, finding Dick’s prostate with the accuracy of a man that did it hundred times already and Dick wailed into the calloused palm that pressed against his mouth.
“Did you guys hear that?” Came a muffled voice through the common room doors and Slade slowed his thrusts to lazy grinding while the Titans listened for any weird sounds.
Dick glared at the man, harsh pants coming out of his nose and dancing against Slade’s hand but Slade just smirked again. He moved his lips higher, pressing kisses to Dick’s nose and forehead in an almost fond manner as he fucked him slowly now. Dick tugged at his hair but all Slade did was hiss softly with his grin even bigger.
“I don’t hear anything.” It was Roy’s voice and Dick could clearly picture the way he shrugged, lounging on the couch. He only felt a little bad because of it, too busy to let the emotions get to him.
“Oh, that’s a great scene! Turn the sound back on!”
The moment the television got unmuted, Slade slammed back into Dick, making him see stars. He moaned loudly into Slade’s palm, thankful for the way it concealed most of his sounds. For a moment there was nothing else but Slade and the pleasure he pushed into Dick and the little grunts he made into Dick’s skin.
“Slade-” Dick whined and Slade was a cruel man but he wasn’t this cruel and he curled his fingers around Dick’s cock to stroke him in time with his powerful thrusts.
It barely took a few seconds before Dick was coming, gasping into his own hand now that Slade’s was busy. His release pained over the man’s fingers and his own t-shirt but he didn’t paid it any attention as Slade didn’t stop moving his hand, making sure he got everything out and then stroking him still, turning the pleasure into too much, too much-
“Wait-” He tried, pushing the words into his hand as he didn’t trust himself to stay quiet. “Slade, I can’t-”
“You can. Just a bit more, little bird.” Slade murmured right into his ear, still fucking him with all the strength of a super soldier. “You feel so good, sweetheart.”
And Dick could only moan again and pull Slade closer as the man snapped his hips a few more times before coming deep inside him. He groaned into Dick’s neck, quiet and weak compared to the sounds Dick made and Dick wouldn’t have it any other way as he ran his fingers through Slade’s hair.
It was a ponytail some time ago, before Dick got his hands on it and made the long strands rest against Slade’s shoulders in a messy disarray.
“Mm, that was nice.” He hummed, laughing at the deadpanned look Slade sent him.
“Nice.” The man echoed, as if the word was the worst insult he had ever heard. Dick pressed his lips together to stop himself from cackling. “I fuck you so hard you almost start screaming and you say it was nice.”
“It was very nice.” He offered with a grin.
Slade rolled his eye and pulled Dick closer to muffle the kid’s laughter on his lips.
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maybe I'll turn it into something bigger one day because I wanted to write about one of the Titans walking out of the room and almost seeing them but well it didn't work out lmao, it's just a short form to cope with life so maybe i'll play with it some more later
oh and maybe it's a good time to drop my ko-fi link. We learned recently that we need to do some renovation so please consider tipping me <3 No pressure of course but it would mean the world to me <33
