Fic: By the water’s edge

[munnin]

Title: By the water’s edge
Pairing: Tony Stark/Dick Grayson
Fandom: DCU/Marvel crossover
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All fun, no cash.
Author’s notes: 100% organic. May contain minor flaws and imperfections that beta-treated slash wouldn’t.
Summary: written as a gift for ms_duck in response to her ficlet here. Thanks Ducky, hope you’re doing ok.

“Make yourself at home Jarvis.” Tony said, pouring himself a drink as his AI integrated with the beach house computer. It’d taken him days of begging, pleading and a decent amount of bribery to convince Pepper to cover his tracks for a couple of days. It was his first holiday since Afghanistan and he was planning to make the most of it, especially given the company.

Dick was quick to dump his helmet on the couch and was leaning over the veranda rail. “Private beach?” The youth asked, his long black hair ruffled by the wind.

“Private,” Tony crooned, leaning against the rail at Dick’s side, “and secluded.”

Dick’s grin was bright and seductive. “My kinda beach.”

“So,” Tony started, wondering back towards the house, “Shall I grab us some trunks?” but Dick was already gone, vaulting the rail and shedding his jacket as he ran down to the water.

“Oh boy.” Tony sighed, pouring himself another whisky and wondering down the stretch of sand, following the trail of discarded clothes.

Dick was frolicking. There was no other word from it. His lithe body appeared and disappeared among the waves, the water beading off his skin like diamonds in the setting sun.

Tony sat down on sand, sipping his drink and watching the young man play. There was something obscenely beautiful about the way Dick moved, he was so... free, so unfettered.

Dick wondered out of the surf, shaking the salt water out of his hair. “Enjoying the view?” He asked teasingly as Tony leant back on his elbows to look up at the young man.

“Oh yes.” Tony hummed, looking Dick up and down with a salacious eye. The young man was stripped down to his briefs, the wet cloth clinging tight to the curves of his hips. “Aren’t you cold?”

Dick grinned and shook his head, stepping over Tony’s legs as he dropped to his knees, straddling Tony’s hips. “I use to patrol in shorts through the Gotham winter. Believe me, the water’s perfect.” He dropped his hands to Tony’s shoulders, pressing the older man back to the sand. “Now that dance?”

“Dance?” Tony asked, reaching up to brush Dick’s dripping hair back behind his ear.

“Hmm,” Dick purred, pushing his wet hands under Tony’s jacket. “The dance we were having on the road.”

“Oh. That dance.” Tony grinned, shuffling out of his jacket as Dick attacked his shirt. “You seem very happy in the water.”

“I miss the ocean.” Dick whispered, leaning to nuzzle Tony’s neck. “My circus use to camp out by the sea during the off season.”

Tony let his hands wonder over the pale expanse of Dick’s back, tracing the curves and interruptions of the young man’s scars. “Do you miss that life?”

Dick sat up and leaning back against Tony’s bent knees. “I miss my parents but...” he shrugged, “Life goes on.”

Tony brushed his thumb over Dick’s lips, cupping the young man’s cheek. Behind the smiles and laughter, behind Dick’s free and easy nature was an orphaned child, making his own way in the world. In that moment Tony could see the boy Bruce took in. “I’m sorry.” Tony whispered, stroking Dick’s cheek.

Dick cocked his head, looking at Tony with a lopsided smile, crossing his wrists above his head as he stretched slowly, his back popping. “God that feels good. I wish I still had my board. I bet the surfing here is fantastic.”

“I’ll get Jarvis pull you up some surf reports. You’re welcome to use the boards in the shed.” Tony commented, tracing a race of goosebumps as they broke out over Dick’s skin. “Cold yet?”

“Not at all.” Dick breathed, trembling slightly as Tony’s fingers swept low on his stomach, “I’m good here.”

Tony grinned as Dick shuddered to his touch. “Aren’t you just.” He dragged his hands over Dick’s skin, tacky with salt and teased his thumbs under the wet cloth of the young man’s briefs. “You good with this?” He asked in all seriousness. He won’t usually worry so much but... being with Dick didn’t feel like just a casual fling.

“Would I be here if I didn’t want this?” Dick ducked his head to lick his way into Tony’s mouth, grinding himself against Tony’s now damp groin. “I know what I’m getting myself in for Tony. I want this as much as you do.” He shrugged, rubbing his cheek against Tony’s beard. “Tell you the truth; it’s been a while since-”

“Shh.” Tony whispered, burying a hand in Dick’s hair and pulling the youth back up to kiss him deeply. There was a sadness in Dick’s voice, an almost lonely edge. From what little Tony had seen from Bruce, the life of a Bat didn’t leave much time for companionship. “Let’s not waste any time.” He pushed the youth back against his knees and diving his hand down the front of Dick’s briefs.

Dick arched back, moaning deliciously as Tony wrapped a hand around his cock. “Tony... Tony please!”

“I’ve got you beautiful. Just let me take care of you.” He stroked the youth slow and tight, twisting his wrists sharply every now and then, keeping Dick just on edge for as long as possible. Tony wasn’t sure what he expected when Dick accepted his invitation to come down the coast but he knew what he wanted now. He wanted to worship this stunning young man; he wanted to take care of Dick, to make love to him in as many ways as possible. He wanted to banish the loneliness and sadness in Dick’s voice and replace it with moans of pleasure.

Tony tightened his grip, tangling a hand in Dick’s hair as the young man cried out in realise. “I’ve got you.” he whispered, kissing the soft skin behind Dick’s ear as the young man collapsed into his embrace.

“Thank you.” Dick whispered, relaxing into Tony’s arms, shuddering carelessly with the aftershocks of orgasm.

“Don’t thank me yet.” Tony teased, kissing Dick deeply, “I’m not finished with you.” 

Comments

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

My pleasure. I get bored writing on my own and love bouncing off other people. Tim and Tony could be very sweet together. Thanks for the idea.

[jokers-daughter.livejournal.com]

I feel the same way, so I've been having one of my friends giving me prompts (though I'm thinking about doing a drabble request thread on my journal soon). you're very welcome X3