Fic: The View from the Top.
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munninTitle: The View from the Top.
Pairing: Nightwing/Captain Jack Harkness
Fandom: Batman/Torchwood.
Rating: NC-17 for silly smut
Disclaimer: All fun, no cash
Word count: 1654
Warning: Spoilers for Torchwood - Children of Earth.
Author’s notes: 100% organic. May contain minor flaws and imperfections that beta-treated slash wouldn’t.
Summery: For Comment_fic prompt DCU/Torchwood, Dick Grayson/Captain Jack, rooftop. Hope you like it J.
"So are you contemplating the beauty of city or committing suicide?”
Jack looked down at the young man who called to him from the rooftop. From Jack’s perch in the gargoyle’s head, the guy blended almost perfectly with the shadows. “A bit of both.” He answered honestly.
“Well for a man thinking about killing himself your certainly well dressed from it.” Nightwing knew he was being flippant but he’d been watching this guy for days and was pretty sure he wasn’t planning to jump. “If you are sure about the swan dive I’d recommend waiting for the dawn.”
“And why is that exactly?” He had Jack’s interest now, not just dead sexy lines of his young body but also his quick wit.
Nightwing shrugged, leaning over the roof edge and gesturing out to the bay. “Clear line of sight as the sun comes up over the water. The view from here is stunning.”
“It’s not bad from up here either.” Jack commented, shamelessly staring at Nightwing’s ass.
The youth’s laugh was rich and welcoming. “You want a closer look?”
It was a tease, a deliberate flirt to get Jack down from his perch but Jack didn’t mind. He climbed down, landing on the rooftop at the young man’s side. “Hmm.” He teased back, eyeing the young man’s skin tight suit. “You’re right; the view is good from here.”
“Glad to know you like what you see Captain Harkness.”
Jack took a quick step back, his hand going automatically to his trusty Wembley. “How do you know my name?”
Nightwing shrugged, jumping up to sit on the stone edging. “Handsome man starts haunting the rooftops of my city – I start doing my research.”
Jack stalked closer, easing his hand off his gun. “So you think I’m handsome?” He stood between Nightwing’s knees, sliding his hands up the young man’s thighs.
“Handsome and cocky, your reputation precedes you.” Nightwing leant in, cupping Jack’s cheek. “I’m sorry for what happened to your team.”
Jack’s expression darkened as he looked away. “How do you know about that?” His tone was edgy and aggressive. “Who are you?”
“Nightwing and yes, I know about what happened in Cardiff. I was trained by the world’s greatest detective.” He ducked his head to meet Jack’s gaze. “It’s no consolation for your loss I know but your Pterodactyl survived the blast, she’s nesting up in the West Country with some friends of mine. Beryl says she has quite a sweet tooth.”
Jack nodded slowly, both relieved and saddened. She was always Ianto’s favourite just as Owen favoured Janet. “Her name is Myfanwy. Tell your friend she likes dark chocolate but just keep her away from anything involving BBQ sauce.”
“I will. I’m sure she’ll be glad to know.” Nightwing slipped down off the ledge, moving closer into Jack’s personal space. “So what brings you to Blüdhaven Captain Jack Harkness?”
Jack shrugged. “I was heading for Gotham. I heard rumours of bat-winged creature that protects the city. Thought I might check it out.”
Nightwing’s head fell back, clutching his sides as he laughed so hard it hurt.
Jack reached out to steady the youth as Nightwing fought to catch his breath, tears leaking from the edge of his mask. “I seemed to have missed the joke.” Jack muttered, a little put out by Nightwing’s mirth.
Nightwing wiped his eyes. “No, no, no. You just proved that the propaganda and myth around Batman has worked.” He sniffed, still a little winded. “Batman isn’t an alien or a monster. If you’re looking for aliens you might try Metropolis.”
“So what it he?” Jack asked, curious now.
Nightwing grinned. “My mentor and father.”
“Oh...” Jack was taken aback from a moment, looking Nightwing over. Looked human enough. “So does Daddy-Batman approve of you going out in that skin-tight outfit?” He inched closer now, wrapping his hands around Nightwing’s narrow waist, “or are you hiding a set of wings under there?”
Nightwing chuckled warmly. “Strangely enough that’s not the weirdest come-on I’ve have used on me.” He returned Jack’s touch, pulling the captain closer till their bodies touched.
“Really?” Jack asked, grazing a kiss over Nightwing’s neck and relishing the contented purr that rolled from his throat.
“I was once seduced by my girlfriend’s flower garden.” Nightwing grinned; challenging Jack to up the ante but unusually the Captain ignored the chance to play ‘weirder sex life than you’ and settled for pressing the young man against the stone wall.
Kissing the youth soundly and fiercely, Jack growled against his jaw, pawing at the costume. “I don’t usually have to ask this but how the hell do I get you out?”
“You don’t. Not all of me anyway.”
Jack growled again. “’fraid I’ll see your wings?”
“Not at all.” Dick flicked a couple of hidden catches and grabbed Jack’s hand, pushing inside his suit. “But if we’re doing this here I’m not taking it all off.”
Jack moaned appreciatively as he wrapped his hand around the youth’s dripping cock. It was long and hard and hot in his hand and Nightwing flushed beautifully as he stroked it.
“I want to taste you.” Jack whispered in Nightwing’s ear, twisting his wrist on the backstroke to make the youth gasp.
“Be my guest.” Nightwing breathed, stuttering as Jack dropped to his knees, the coat pooling around him.
Jack moaned around the young man’s cock, losing himself in the taste of it. It had been a while since he’s done this for another man. Since Ianto in fact. The memory made him blanch and he faltered.
Nightwing’s gloved hand rested his hair, stroking gently. “It’s alright Captain. You don’t have to-” But his words cut off in a gasp of pleasure as Jack deep-throated him. Nightwing fought to control himself, trying the keep his touches light but Jack seemed determined to blow his mind. Pretty soon he had his fingers wrapped tight in the kneeling man’s hair and was fucking his willing mouth with wild abandonment. His orgasm caught them both by surprise and Nightwing tried to withdraw, misjudging his control and painting Jack’s lips with his release.
Jack got to his feet, dragging his thumb over the corners of his mouth and licking his lips to catch every drop of Nightwing’s taste. “Definitely human.” Jack purred as he leant in to kiss Nightwing, smirking as the youth licked his own come from Jack’s cheek.
“You can tell by taste?” Nightwing asked, winded but grinning, using the wall to hold himself up.
“Oh baby. You won’t believe the places I’ve been.” Jack chuckled playfully, kissing Nightwing again.
“No, I don’t. That’s why you’ll need this.” Nightwing pulled a condom from nowhere, slipping into Jack’s hand as he stroked the Captain through the fine wool of his pants.
“I love a man who comes prepared.” Jack laughed, shedding his pants in short order and moaning, canting his hips as Nightwing rolled the rubber on him. “Speaking of which...”
Nightwing grinned again, slipping a little tube of slick from the cuff of his gloves and uncapped it. The sweet scent coconut filled the air.
“Flavoured? Really?” Jack cocked an eyebrow but Nightwing scowled.
“That brat!” Nightwing hissed, searching though his glove and boot cuffs. “My little brother, he’s been messing with my gear again.”
“Your little brother slipped you coconut flavoured lube?” Jack asked with amused scepticism.
“I come from a very odd family.” Nightwing said dryly, flipping open a few more catches and bitting back a moan as Jack’s fingers pressed gently behind his balls.
Jack watched the youth’s face as he slipped one finger then a second into his lithe body, wishing the mask didn’t hide so much of his expression. “The mask?”
"Stays.” Nightwing gasped, canting his hips to push back on Jack’s fingers. There was a finality to that statement that almost baited Jack to argue but it wasn’t worth losing this chance over. “Enough stretching. Fuck me.”
Jack hesitated, wanting to draw this out but clearly Nightwing needed to get off. The youth virtually climbed him, wrapping his ridiculously long legs around Jack’s waist and pushing down. Grapping the youth’s hips to slow him down, Jack lined himself up, pushing into Nightwing tortuously slow till his was buried to the hilt.
Nightwing rode out the pleasure and pain of the burn with a long moan, his lithe body arching back beautifully. Caught out by the splendour of the young man wrapped around him, Jack thrust up hard, pressing Nightwing against stone and losing himself in the tightness and heat.
“God.” Nightwing moaned. “Harder Jack! Harder!”
Jack crushed against him, forcing himself deeper into the young man till the rhythm of their bodies reached fever pitch, breaking like a wave over both of them.
Nightwing staggered slightly as Jack set him down. Pressed together, their heartbeat’s racing in time, Jack realised with shame that at the peak of his pleasure he had called out Ianto’s name.
Nightwing shrugged, seeing the worry in Jack’s eye. “It’s alright. I understand.” But Jack pulled way, making a show of straightening himself up. Nightwing caught him by the sleeve and turned him around, looking the Captain in the eye. “Honestly it’s ok.” Seeing he wasn’t getting through Nightwing changed tact. “What was he like?”
Jack chuckled darkly. “Organised, efficient, wonderful. Made the best coffee I’ve ever tasted! Looked fantastic in a suit.” He ducked his head. “And I loved him.”
Nightwing smiled softly, reaching out to brush a hand over Jack’s cheek but something caught his attention and he looked away, touching his ear. “I’m sorry Jack. I have to go.” He said urgently, pulled as grapple line from nowhere and balanced on the roof edge. “I’d recommend staying out of Gotham – the Batman’s not a fan of metahumans but if you’re looking for aliens try Star City, tell Kory I send my love.” And he dropped over the edge, vanishing into the night.
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Date: 2009-12-29 12:58 pm (UTC)Nnnngh so very hot. I am so glad Jack made use of that lovely stone wall and yessss blowjobs and oh Ianto and YAY Timmy being a weird little Bat.
I cannot thank you enough. You are amazing <3
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Date: 2009-12-30 12:42 am (UTC)I have this image of Tim leaning back on his chair laughing at the look on Dick’s face when he gets home.
“Coconut Timmy? What the fuck?”
Tim’s smile was sharp and dangerous. “Be glad it wasn’t strawberry or something.”
Dick leapt, pulling Tim out of the chair and knocking him to the ground in a brotherly tackle. They rolled across the care floor, both fighting for the upper hand till Dick wrapped his long legs around Tim’s waist, splaying his pinned wrists against the stone. They were both grinning, breathing hard as Dick leant in. “Why coconut little brother? What inspired that?”
Tim shrugged nonchalantly or as he could from his pinned position. “I like coconut.”
From this close Dick could almost taste the balm on Tim’s lips – the sweet smell of summer. He closed the gap between them, licking the bow of Tim’s smile. “So I see.” He kissed Tim hard, smearing the flavour between them. “I’ll have to keep that in mind.”
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Date: 2009-12-30 12:44 am (UTC)I really want to write that DC/TW AU I have planned. Although unfortunately it would not involve hot sex but Tim being a creepy little stalker nerd.
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Date: 2009-12-30 12:55 am (UTC)ASDGHSF I need more time to write this. It would be epic if I did it properly.
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Date: 2010-01-04 07:36 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2010-01-04 07:39 am (UTC)Perfectly in character for them and yes hum hot. Er, I can't do more coherent right now. Yum.
(Coconut-flavored lube and 'I come from an odd family' pffffft *muffled laughter*)
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Date: 2010-01-04 01:00 pm (UTC)Tim is a nasty little brother with some weird kinks. Gotta love the family. Thanks so much for commenting! Glad you enjoyed it.