Meme of death!
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munninHey F-list.
I’m trapped at home by a fierce heat wave and feeling listless. I need your help to get me writing so I’m calling out for prompts.
I’ve got a board of ideas but need your help. Pick a prompt and a fandom or pairing and I’ll do my best to write it for you. I’m open to everyone – Tribe, Speed, Bats X-fans and anyone else who might find this.
Please guys, help me get my head back in the game.
Munnin
#01 - Motion | #02 - Cool | #03 - Young | #04 - Last | Top Gear, for tommyboybbi |
DCU, Tim/Kon/Bart for kirax2 | #07 - One | #08 - Thousand | Underworld 3, Lucien/Raze for rekindle956 | #10 - Learn |
Speed Racer, Sparky/Speed, for oxymoronic | #12 - Wait | Doctor Who, Doctor & companion for mladshaya_voran | #14 - Command | DCU, Dick/Roy for byday_bynight |
Marvel, Frank/Matt for Ms_Duck | Speed Racer, Speed/X for oxymoronicOriginal, Dan's magic 8ball for mladshaya_voran | Torchwood, Jack/PC Andy for itsjustc | Speed Racer, Speed/X for princessezzy | Speed Racer, Speed for roadrunner74 |
Sanctuary, Henry/Ashley for tiwtin | Speed Racer, Speed/X for princessezzy | Speed Racer, Speed for roadrunner74 | Doctor Who, Ten/Jack/Master for itsjustc | The Tribe, Slade/Jack for itsjustc |
DCU, Tim/Bernard, for faile_neume | DCU, Tim/Kon for kirax2 | #28 - Fortune | Marvel, Frank/Matt for ms_duck | DCU, Jason/Tim, for shiny_glor_chan |
#31 - Book | Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, for oxymoronic | #33 - Never | #34 - Sing | DCU, Dick/Tim for byday_bynight |
DCU,Tim/Bernard, for faile_neume | #37 - Time | #38 - Wash | #39 - Torn | The Tribe, Luke for itsjustc |
The Tribe, Ram/Mega for itsjustcTaylor/Speed, Power for oxymoronic | Sherlock Holmes, Holmes/Watson, for bragi_gwydion | Original, after Gabriel for mladshaya_voran | DCU, Bruce/young Dick for byday_bynight | Sanctuary, Will/Henry for Tiwtin |
Speed Racer, Speed/??? for roadrunner74 | Speed Racer, Speed/Rex for princessezzy | DCU, Dick/Tim for byday_bynight | Marvel, Frank Castle/Matt Murdock for ms_duck | Torchwood, Jack/Adam for itsjustc |
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loving this whole heat wave thing...
Date: 2010-01-14 02:15 pm (UTC)<3
Wall, Bruce/younger Dick for byday_bynight (part 1)
Date: 2010-01-15 01:52 pm (UTC)It had been a bad night. Ivy had snatched Robin and held him hostage, using him as bait to lure Batman in. Foolishly she had underestimated how fiercely he would fight to protect his ward and partner. After beating her unconscious and leaving her tied up for the police to collect, Batman and Robin ran together down the alley and toward where the Batmobile was hidden, the day saved...or so it seemed...
Dick stumbled, his bare knees scrapping on the concrete as he fell.
“Robin? Are you hurt?” Batman demanded, his heart thumping in his chest as he knelt at Dick’s side.
“I don’t...Something’s wrong...” Dick panted, “I feel...” he moaned, flushing red as Bruce checked him over, gauntleted hands skittering over fabric of his costume.
“Did she gas you with anything? Make you drink something perhaps?” Batman asked, finding nothing physically wrong with the boy.
Dick swayed a little, his skin unnaturally hot. “I don’t remember...” he scrunched his eyes closed, trying desperately to clear him head. “She kissed me...just before you arrived. I don’t know why.”
Bruce gripped Dick’s chin, bringing the boy up to face him as he ran a gloved finger over Dick’s mouth, the youth moaning to the touch.
Batman sniffed his fingers, cautiously pressing his tongue to the leather of his glove before spitting sharply. At least part of it was Phenethylamine, a powerful and dangerous drug that effected brain chemistry.
Dick’s breathing was shallow and fast as the youth struggled to hold himself up on his hands and knees. “Batman...I feel...oh god.”
“Tell me Robin. Tell me what you’re feeling.” If he could isolate the area of the brain the drug was effecting...
Robin shuddered, flushing deeper. “I...it’s....”
Batman dropped his voice low, leaning in close so only the youth would hear. “Please Dick. Just talk to me.”
“I’m hard.” He whimpered in adolescent apology. “Please...it hurts.”
Bruce felt the waves of embarrassment and shame coming off his ward, the boy he tendered as dearly as a son. Dick was clearly in pain. He reviewed his options – the car was too far away and judging from Dick’s posture, moving him was going to be a problem. The alley was secluded enough and, this close to dawn, would remain quiet for another hour at least.
“I need to see.” Bruce prompted gently, trying to keep his tone light and professional. “I need to see what the drug is doing to you.”
Even with the mask, the look of Dick’s face was one of abject terror, flinching away from Bruce’s touch. “Here? I can’t...you can’t...”
“Now Robin.” He toned it perfectly as an order, hoping to bypass the youth’s fear. “You need to trust me.”
Dick nodded doubtfully, bitting his lip as he pulled himself to his feet. With hands that shook painfully he pushed down the green short shorts, turning his face away as he exposed himself to his mentor.
Dick’s penis was rock hard and glistening with pre-come, the head flushed dark with blood. Too dark. Bruce looked up at his ward, the boy’s eyes squeezed closed in anguish. “Robin. Look at me.” Almost instantly the youth complied, shame flushed over his features. “I need to touch you. Please understand, I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable but I have to do this to help you. You can look away if you need to.”
Wall, Bruce/younger Dick for byday_bynight (part 2)
Date: 2010-01-15 01:53 pm (UTC)Bruce kept his touch as detach and professional as he could, feeling how high and tight the youth’s balls sat, testing the blood flow with a gently squeeze. Dick’s body was fighting the arousal, his blood pressure too high. Without release soon, the boy could easily suffer permanent damage. Carefully he laid his hands on Dick’s thighs. “Robin. I need you to listen to me. We need to find a way to release this pressure or it could become much worse.”
Dick nodded, blood welling on his lip as he bit down.
“Tell me Robin, have you ever touched yourself?”
Dick gave a small pained laugh. He was fourteen and at in peak physical condition – of course he touched himself sometimes.
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of.” Bruce whispered gently, misreading the boy’s reaction. “It’s perfectly natural.”
“Yes.” Dick muttered between clenched teeth.
“Good. That’s what I need you to do now.”
Dick’s eyes shot open, his pupils blow. Was Batman asking him to beat off in some dingy alley?
“It’s the only way to make it hurt less.” Bruce assured, climbing to his feet and resting his hands on Dick’s shoulders. “You can turn to the wall if it’ll make it easier.” He palmed a small vial from his belt and into Dick’s hand. “I’ll move away a little, give you some privacy.”
Dick trembled as he opened the little tube of lube, pouring it over his hand before hesitantly touching himself. The first rush of sensation was enough to knock his feet from under him, desperately grabbing at the wall for support.
Strong arms wrapped around him, breaking his fall as Batman dropped to his knees, lowering the youth into his lap so Dick straddled his thighs, one hand still braced against the wall.
“I can’t.” Dick gasped. “It’s too much...”
“You must.” Batman whispered, his arm around Dick’s waist. “It’s the only way.”
Dick panted, tears rolling down his face. “Help me.” His plea was barely above a whisper. “Please Bruce, help me.”
Behind the cowl, Bruce squeezed his eyes closed. In his lap was his ward, his child, begging for his touch. Of all the things he’d never allowed himself to want, the first among them was always the beautiful young man in his arms, his smiling prince.
“Batman please.” Dick cried softly, pain and frustration bright in his voice.
Bruce steeled himself to do what must be done. He reached for the discarded vial, coating his palm with what little was left. “Show me.” He whispered in Dick’s ear as he wrapped the youth’s hand over his own. “Show me how you do it.”
Dick’s moan as their joined hands moved over his cock was broken and beautiful and far too loud, his hip jerking sharply in frantic counterpoint.
“Hush. Hush now Robin.” Batman mumbled, trying to keep his touches light but the youth squeezed their entwined fingers tighter, keening loudly.
Unable to find another way to quieten the boy, Bruce brought his free hand up to cover Dick’s mouth.
Dangerously eager Dick parted his lips, sucking Bruce’s fingers into his mouth with a whimper, his thrusts suddenly become more frenzied.
Bruce felt the breath catch in his throat as Dick swallowed his fingers, sucking them hard as the youth fucked their joined hands. Even with the suit’s integral padding, it was become difficult to ignore his own body’s reaction as Dick’s rump pushed back against his groin with each thrust. It took all his iron clad control not to meet each roll of Dick’s hips with his own
Suddenly Dick arched back, his head pushing against Batman’s shoulder as he screamed Bruce’s name around his fingers, painting the wall with his come. Batman caught his junior partner as Dick pitched forward, passing out with the force of his orgasm.
As he carried the boy back to the car, cradling Dick’s bleeding hand, scratched and abraded from the brick wall, Bruce wondered if there was any way he could turn back from the line he’d just crossed.
Re: Wall, Bruce/younger Dick for byday_bynight (part 2)
Date: 2010-01-15 02:33 pm (UTC)I honestly wasn't sure what to expect when I put this prompt up, because they're just so many ways you could have taken it, but this was just awesome. Thanks!
Re: Wall, Bruce/younger Dick for byday_bynight (part 2)
Date: 2010-01-15 10:49 pm (UTC)So glad you liked it and feel free to grab another.