Fic: The wrong first kiss

[munnin]

Title: The wrong first kiss
Prompt: DCU, Tim Drake/Tam Fox, first kiss
Rating: PG-13 with NC-17 Epilogue
Disclaimer: All fun, no cash.
Author’s notes: 100% organic. May contain minor flaws and imperfections that beta-treated slash wouldn’t.
Summary: Ivy's pollen means Tam's first kiss isn't what it should be. Comment fic prompt

Tim fell more than climbed in through the window, hitting the floor with a thump and covering the carpet with thick yellow powder that clung to his costume.

“Oh my god Tim! What happened?” Tam rushed over to him but Tim held out a hand.

“No! Don’t-” he sneezed violently, scattering more of the dusty residue around. “Don’t come any closer...” His breathing was rattling badly and the gunk was thick around the face. “You have to leave Tam. Have to get out of here.”

“You’re completely crazed if you think I’m leaving you alone like this.” She stepped closer but Tim threw his hand out, shrinking away.

“Tam you must leave!” It was his red Robin voice, hard edged and commanding. “If you stay you’ll get hurt and I don’t want that.”

“You’re barely breathing Tim. I can’t-”

“You have to!” Tim growled. “I’ll be ok. I need you to make a call...” he wheezed as he recited the number, “Tell him where I am and tell him ‘Ivy’. He’ll sort out the rest. Now go! Please!”

Tam staggered out of the flat, torn between her need to help her friend and the violence edge to Tim’s voice as he sent her away. She dialled the number, letting herself slip to the floor, back braced against the hallway wall as it rang.

“Hello?”

“Hi...um...my name’s Tam Fox...I’m a friend of...” Oh shit! She thought. Does this guy know him as Tim or Red Robin?

“I remember you Tam. What’s up? Is Tim ok?”

She shook her head, lost for words and suddenly felt silly, realising the guy on the other end of the phone couldn’t see her. “No. He’s covered in yellow dust and he’s breathing funny. He said something about ivy.”

“Oh shit.” The guy muttered, there was clicking in the distance like he was typing. “Where is he right now?”

She gave the address as calmly as she could but the urgency in his voice wasn’t helping her stress levels. Whatever this was - it was bad.

“I can be there in an hour. Tam if you can safely tell him that, it would be great but if not - just get yourself out of there ok?”

“Ok.”

“And Tam?”

“Yeah?”

“Thanks.”


She tucked her phone in her pocket and took a deep breath. How would she know if it was safe to go back in? She tested the door and it didn’t seem to be locked. If Tim didn’t want her in there surely...

She eased it open, making sure she had a clear path back out if she needed it. The flat was pretty quiet but had the tell-tale hot smell of steam like Tim had just gotten out of the shower. She crept towards the bedroom and gasped aloud at the sight that met her.

Tim, completely naked and still wet from the shower, his skin scrubbed red, his ankles zip-tied and cuffed to the bed posts as he fiddled with another set of cuffs at his wrist.

Her cry made him look up, his eyes red and intense. “You must leave Tam. Now!” It was an order, hissed between clenched teeth.

He looked hungry and vicious in a way she’d never seen before and somehow that made it worse, made it harder to look away. Even naked and tied down Tim reminded her of a cobra, luring its prey closer, hypnotising it with the subtle movements of his hips, the flick of his tongue over his swollen lips.

“You have to leave me.” He growled, low and dark as she stepped forward, drawn closer almost against her will. “It’s too dangerous.” Something about his tone had gone from warning to seductive and she found herself wanting to be in danger.

Tim whipped forward, impossibility quick and perilously flexible, looping his cuffed wrists over her head and dragging her in.

The kiss was hot, hard and brutal. He pulled her tight, forcing his way into her mouth and biting her bottom lip, lapping at the blood as her skin split.

She screamed, instinctively flailing and kneeing him hard in the ribs. For a second his grip loosened as she knocked the air out of him and she scrambled away.

“GET OUT!” he bellowed, lapping the blood from his lips. “GET OUT BEFORE I HURT YOU WORSE!”

She ran, dragging the door closed behind her and locking it tightly. Lost and shocked, she fell against it, sliding to the floor and curling in on herself.

***

She wasn’t aware of the passing of time till someone touched her lightly on the shoulder, pressing a handkerchief to her bleeding lip. “How badly did he hurt you?”

She looked up into the face of a dark-haired man she vaguely recognised. “It’s nothing...” she stammered, “Just my lip. He kissed me...”

“Wasn’t quite what you expected?” he smiled sadly, brushing a comforting hand though her hair as he knelt beside her.

“No. Not quite what I hoped for anyway.” She snorted, belatedly realising she meant it. She’d lost too many nights thinking about Tim, about kissing him and what it would be like. Too many daydreams imagining their first kiss. But that dream was shattered now, crushed in blood and violence.

“I’m so sorry Tam.” The man whispered, pulling into a gentle hug. “I should have warned you just to leave. I didn’t mean to put you at risk.”

“I’m ok.” She asserted, pushing him away firmly as she realised she was being hugged by someone she didn’t know. “Who are you anyway?”

“Dick Grayson.” He said, getting the hint and moving back. Tim mentioned her on several occasions which, for him, was a sign she was very important to him. “I’m Tim’s older brother.”

“So what the hell’s going on?” She was pulling it together now, drying her eyes and demanding answers. “What’s with Tim and the Jekyll and Hyde act?”

Dick looked the hallway up and down, trusting that Tim had the area secured. “I’m guessing from his message he’s been exposed to a neurotoxin, a special blend used by a villain known as Poison Ivy.”

“I’ve heard of her.” Tam nodded slowly. “What did she do to Tim?”

“In most people the toxin causes loss of motor control and deliria but in a small portion of the population it manifests as sexual aggression. Tim is one of that small percentage.”

“That’s why he grabbed me?” Tam asked, relaxing slightly now that she knew there was a reason, a reason out of Tim’s control.

“Tim knows the effect it has on him. I’m guessing he tried to send you away, tried to contain himself.”

She nodded, “He’s cuffed himself to the bed.”

“Alright.” Dick helped her to her feet. “Have you got somewhere you can stay tonight?” She nodded, “Good. I want you to go there and get some sleep. I’d imagine he’ll want to apologise to you in the morning so as his big brother I recommend you make him grovel.” His smile was bright and sweet and for a moment she wondered what Tim would look like if he smiled like that.

“What will you do?”

He patted the shoulder bag he was carrying. “There’s a treatment but it’s messy and painful and will take all night. Don’t be surprised if he’s looking a little worse for wearing in the morning.”

“Is there anything I can do-” he cut her off with a raised hand.

“Go home and rest. I know Tim and he wouldn’t want you to see him like this.” He leant in to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Trust me Tam. He’ll be ok. And from what he’s said I think he likes you. Don’t let him brood over it too much and you’ll both get a chance to do that first kiss over again.”

Tam glanced over her shoulder as Dick let himself into the flat. Maybe the dream wasn’t ruined after all.

Epilogue – the next morning... (NC-17)

“Tim?” Dick shook him gently, mindful of the bruises that covered Tim’s slight body. “You need to get up now. You have a breakfast date with a beautiful young lady.”

Tim groaned and tried to suffocate himself with a pillow.

“Nope.” Dick declared, snatching the pillow back. “None of that. Go on. You run a shower while I put some coffee on.”

Tim dragged himself out of bed, wincing as his whole body protested vehemently after a night of very, very rough treatment. He’d managed to cuff himself to the bed by the time Dick arrived but once the edge was off, Dick had released him and they’d taken everything they could throw at each other. It was an unfortunate truth that this had happened often enough that both Dick and Tim knew how to deal with it.

But Tam...oh god! How was he going to face her? After what he did...

“Shh.” Dick cooed, sliding in under the shower with him, his soapy hands tracing the tight muscles of Tim’s back. “You like her and she likes you. You’ll work it out.”

Tim leant into the wall, bracing his forearms against the tiles as Dick soaped and massaged his back. This was part of the ‘treatment’ too – slow, gently touches after a night of rough handling. Normally they’d spend the day together, as much monitoring each other’s condition as dealing with the comedown. He knew without looking that Dick’s body would be as marked and battered as his own.

“She’ll be afraid of me.” Tim whispered, shifting his legs apart to make more room as Dick’s caressing hands slid lower.

Carefully Dick parted Tim’s cheeks, gently washing his abused flesh before dropping to his knees to press kisses over the handprint bruises that decorated Tim’s hips. “She might.” He said quietly, urging Tim to turn around. “But she’ll understand you were not yourself.”

The sight of Dick on his knees was enough to make Tim moan. Even after last night his body flagged its approval.

Dick chuckled, leaning in to lick the shiny drops of pre-cum forming at the head of Tim’s cock.

Tim’s hips jerked instinctively, thrusting against Dick’s mouth as the older man licked him to full hardness.

It was so easy just to let Dick take him, swallow him whole, suck him gently and relentlessly back into the blissful nothingness that came with release. He crumbled into Dick’s arms, boneless in orgasm.

“It’ll be alright babybird.” Dick promised, pressing kisses into Tim’s hair. “Go talk to her.”

“Coffee first?”

Dick laughed warmly. “Of course coffee first! I won’t inflict you on the poor girl without it.”

Comments

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Personally I blame faile_neume for the epilogue; she brings out the smut worshiper in me.

I don’t know if you’ve seen it but we continued the story here (http://community.livejournal.com/timxtam/1445.html)

Thanks for commenting and I’m glad you enjoyed it.