Fic: First in a long time
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munninTitle: First in a long time
Characters: Dick/Tim
Fandom: Band!AU
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: Band!AU first time for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kirax2 . Set before the band formed during the Exodus of Gotham. Written for the Band!AU party
Bit for background – After leaving Gotham under orders, the Robins – Tim, Dick, Jason and Steph live rough for couple of weeks, squatting mostly, expecting to be called back at any moment...
Tim slipped in though the window of the dive they currently called home. The cold New York air cut though his worn jeans like a knife.
“How is it out there?” Dick asked quietly, half hidden by the shadows.
Tim offloaded his bag, unpacking the few things he’d managed to acquire – some electronic parts and a broken camera. “Not much traffic, it’s a pretty quiet area.” He said flatly. “If we keep a low profile, we should be able to stay here a while at least.” He glanced around the flat. “Where are the others?”
“Jay’s gone to hustle some pool.” Dick unfolded himself off the bench and stepped into the streetlight that floored through the bare windows, the only light in the room.
“So much for our low profile.” Tim muttered. “Please tell me he didn’t take Steph?”
“She insisted.” Dick shrugged. “If we’re lucky they’ll keep each other out of trouble.”
“And if we’re unlucky?” Tim demanded darkly. The light caught his face and Dick saw the pain there.
“Tim hey?” Dick eased closer, moving carefully as if not to startle him. “You ok?”
“Just cold.” Tim muttered dismissively.
“Come here.” Dick called, his arms open.
“I’m fine.” Tim shrugged him off but Dick’s arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him close.
“No you’re not! You’re freezing.” Dick said frantically, pulling Tim to him.
Tim tried to shake him off, trying to ignore the heat of Dick’s touch. “I’m fine. Really.”
Dick let him go, watching as Tim fumbled with his new acquisitions. He waited till Tim cursed, the screwdriver skittering away from his numb fingers before pulling the young man back into his arms. “Get some rest. It can wait.”
“It can’t!” Tim threw the mangled camera down, storming across the room. “I need to fix this, we need-”
“You need to sleep Tim.” Dick called, consciously keeping himself between his younger brother and the window. “You’re no use to anyone exhausted.”
“I’m no use to anyone hiding like this!” Tim growled passionately. “I should have stayed. I should...” he turned dark eyes on Dick, brimming with tears.
“Shh.” Dick whispered, edging closer to pull Tim into his arms again. “Come and lay down with me.”
Tim let himself relax into Dick’s embrace, accepting his older brother’s warmth as Dick guided them towards the foam slab that served them as a bed.
They curled up together under their sleeping bags, still dressed for what little extra warmth their clothes could give. Dick held Tim close, cradling the younger man’s head against his chest as he rubbed Tim’s back, whispering reassuring nonsense to lull Tim to sleep.
But the tension wouldn’t leave Tim’s body, still stiff and shivering in Dick’s arms.
“It’s going to be ok.” Dick promised, pressing a kiss to the top of Tim’s head but Tim pushed him away a little.
“You don’t know that! None of us do.” He growled, his eyes dark and wet. “I can’t stop thinking that-”
Dick stopped him with a fierce kiss, pulling Tim into a pinning hug. “There is nothing we can do right now. You have to let it go.” He rolled them over, his knees clamped either side of Tim’s hips. “Please Tim, you’re going to end up hurt yourself.”
“Then stop me!” Tim demanded, wrapping his fingers in Dick hair, dragging him into a bruising kiss. “Make me stop thinking.”
There was a desperate edge to Tim’s voice that made Dick pull back. “Are you sure?” he asked softly, stroking Tim’s cheek. “It’s been a long time.” Three years almost since they’d done this, before Bruce disappeared into time, before Dick took the cowl and took Robin from Tim. The physical side of their relationship was one thing they had never reconciled.
“You don’t want to?” Tim asked, his eye narrowing.
But Dick kissed him, soft and gentle. “I want to babybird, beyond words. I just...why now?” as much as he wanted this, to be lost in pleasuring Tim, Dick worried that this might only break his little brother further.
“I need to forget.” Tim whispered, “I need...Please Dick, just make me forget.”
Dick let his eyes slip closed. Tim needed the sensation, the burn and the high but...not him. It hurt to think he was just a body to Tim.
But Tim brushed his fingers over Dick’s cheek. “And I need you.” he pressed a kiss to Dick’s lips. “I miss how safe you make me feel.”
Dick opened his eyes, staring down at Tim with love, the hurt between them washing away. “Let me look after you little brother.” He whispered, pressing soft kisses down Tim’s throat, lapping at the pale scar the Jay left there.
“Dick please.” Tim sighed, burying his hands in Dick’s hair, trying to push him lower but Dick resisted, taking his time to worship every inch of skin he could find before he started loosening Tim’s shirt.
Tim whimpered as Dick bit down playfully on his collarbone, just shy of marking him. “Harder.” He demanded, bucking up as Dick sucked a rosy circle into his neck. Dick’s skin was like a brand against Tim’s, hot and feverish as Dick worked open their clothes.
Keeping the blankets over them both, Dick pressed their bodies together, pulling Tim close as the young man shivered and hissed at the heat of Dick’s skin.
“I’ve got you.” Dick whispered, grazing Tim’s throat as he rolled his hips to meet Tim’s, their erections rubbing.
Their hands ran over each other, finding the curves and scars and rhythm of each other like explorers returning home.
“I want...” Tim panted, wrapping his arms around Dick’s shoulders, tilting up to let Dick’s cock slide between his thighs. “I need...”
“Take it slow little brother.” Dick whispered, clutching Tim’s hip to still him before slipping his hand lower, brushing over Tim’s ass.
Tim shuddered as Dick brushed the tip of his thumb over this hole, fighting the instinct to flinch.
Dick touched his face lightly. “You ok?” he asked uncertainly, shifting his touch back to Tim’s hip.
Tim nodded, biting his lip. “It’s been a while that’s all. Don’t stop.”
“Shh.” Dick kiss Tim’s ear, reaching for his bag and the little tube of lube lodged in the side pocket. “I want this to be good for you babybird.”
Tim shivered involuntarily as cold fingers pressed against his hole, massaging slick into his tight muscles with teasing gentleness. “Dick please...just do it.”
“Not yet little brother.” Dick purred, kissing Tim’s throat as he slowly worked Tim open. “It’s been too long to hurry this. I won’t hurt you, I promise.”
“I’m not made of glass.” Tim growled, trying to rock onto Dick’s hand but Dick held him off. “And I’m no virgin.”
“I know.” Dick whispered, “I remember.” By the fireplace in the manor’s library, rolling playfully on the heath rug till brotherly wrestling turned to something hotter, deeper. Chasing Tim up to his room to throw him down on the bed, kissing away his doubts. “But you’re almost as tight as you were then.” He let one finger slide into Tim, drinking in the younger man’s whimpering sighs. “Just let me look after you.”
Tim gave up, relaxing back into the nest of pillows as Dick worked him open with gentle strokes, moaning deep as Dick crooked his fingers just so. “Oh god I miss this.”
“I’m yours.” Dick promised, “Anytime you want me.” He slipped a second finger into Tim.
“Now!” Tim hissed, bucking up into Dick’s touch. “Please Dick! I need-” He bit back a sob as Dick closed his free hand around the base of Tim’s cock, drawing his back from the edge.
“Almost there Tim.” He added a third finger, stretch Tim into the burn.
Tim’s skin flushed bright, now as warm as Dick’s as Dick slipped his fingers out, slicking himself as he pulled Tim close, keeping the blankets around them.
“Love you little brother.” Dick mumbled, staring down into Tim’s eyes as he sheathed himself slowly. “Always loved you.”
Tim let his head fall back, moaning low and long as Dick took him, feeling the forgotten bliss of being filled, being held, being complete. “Yes...” he breathed.
Dick ran his hands down Tim’s arms, feeling the young man’s scars under his fingers as he drew back, pushed in slowly to make Tim moan again. He eased into a slow rhythm, keeping them both on the edge as Tim writhed beneath him. A constant stream of babble fell from his lips and he rocked into the lithe young man in his arms. “Need you, love you, so beautiful Tim. So beautiful.”
Tim moaned, tilting his hips to catch the drag of Dick’s cock against him, slick and hot as Dick took him deep. “I want...I need...”
“I’ve got you babybird. I’ve got you.” Dick whispered, rolling his hips faster as Tim cried to each thrust, sweat glistening on their skin despite the cold. “Oh god Tim! Love you so much.” His thrusts became erratic, driving into Tim wildly as the younger man arched up, his breath catching in this throat as he came hard between them. The heat spreading between them and the clench of Tim’s beautiful body dragged Dick over the edge.
They laid there, their foreheads pressed together; breathing each other’s ragged gasps for long minutes. Dick slid out carefully, touching Tim’s face as the younger man winced. “Did I hurt you?”
“Not at all.” Tim assured, pulling Dick down next to him and snuggling in close. “It’s just been a while.” He shifted closer, pulling Dick into a kiss. “Thank you.”
“Anytime.” Dick whispered, kissing Tim back with loving gentleness. He missed seeing Tim like this, worn out and sated, his cheeks flushed with pleasure. “Anytime at all.”
“Hmm.” Tim hummed sleepily, pressing his cheek to Dick’s chest. “I may just take you up on that.”
Characters: Dick/Tim
Fandom: Band!AU
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: Band!AU first time for
kirax2 . Set before the band formed during the Exodus of Gotham. Written for the Band!AU partyBit for background – After leaving Gotham under orders, the Robins – Tim, Dick, Jason and Steph live rough for couple of weeks, squatting mostly, expecting to be called back at any moment...
Tim slipped in though the window of the dive they currently called home. The cold New York air cut though his worn jeans like a knife.
“How is it out there?” Dick asked quietly, half hidden by the shadows.
Tim offloaded his bag, unpacking the few things he’d managed to acquire – some electronic parts and a broken camera. “Not much traffic, it’s a pretty quiet area.” He said flatly. “If we keep a low profile, we should be able to stay here a while at least.” He glanced around the flat. “Where are the others?”
“Jay’s gone to hustle some pool.” Dick unfolded himself off the bench and stepped into the streetlight that floored through the bare windows, the only light in the room.
“So much for our low profile.” Tim muttered. “Please tell me he didn’t take Steph?”
“She insisted.” Dick shrugged. “If we’re lucky they’ll keep each other out of trouble.”
“And if we’re unlucky?” Tim demanded darkly. The light caught his face and Dick saw the pain there.
“Tim hey?” Dick eased closer, moving carefully as if not to startle him. “You ok?”
“Just cold.” Tim muttered dismissively.
“Come here.” Dick called, his arms open.
“I’m fine.” Tim shrugged him off but Dick’s arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him close.
“No you’re not! You’re freezing.” Dick said frantically, pulling Tim to him.
Tim tried to shake him off, trying to ignore the heat of Dick’s touch. “I’m fine. Really.”
Dick let him go, watching as Tim fumbled with his new acquisitions. He waited till Tim cursed, the screwdriver skittering away from his numb fingers before pulling the young man back into his arms. “Get some rest. It can wait.”
“It can’t!” Tim threw the mangled camera down, storming across the room. “I need to fix this, we need-”
“You need to sleep Tim.” Dick called, consciously keeping himself between his younger brother and the window. “You’re no use to anyone exhausted.”
“I’m no use to anyone hiding like this!” Tim growled passionately. “I should have stayed. I should...” he turned dark eyes on Dick, brimming with tears.
“Shh.” Dick whispered, edging closer to pull Tim into his arms again. “Come and lay down with me.”
Tim let himself relax into Dick’s embrace, accepting his older brother’s warmth as Dick guided them towards the foam slab that served them as a bed.
They curled up together under their sleeping bags, still dressed for what little extra warmth their clothes could give. Dick held Tim close, cradling the younger man’s head against his chest as he rubbed Tim’s back, whispering reassuring nonsense to lull Tim to sleep.
But the tension wouldn’t leave Tim’s body, still stiff and shivering in Dick’s arms.
“It’s going to be ok.” Dick promised, pressing a kiss to the top of Tim’s head but Tim pushed him away a little.
“You don’t know that! None of us do.” He growled, his eyes dark and wet. “I can’t stop thinking that-”
Dick stopped him with a fierce kiss, pulling Tim into a pinning hug. “There is nothing we can do right now. You have to let it go.” He rolled them over, his knees clamped either side of Tim’s hips. “Please Tim, you’re going to end up hurt yourself.”
“Then stop me!” Tim demanded, wrapping his fingers in Dick hair, dragging him into a bruising kiss. “Make me stop thinking.”
There was a desperate edge to Tim’s voice that made Dick pull back. “Are you sure?” he asked softly, stroking Tim’s cheek. “It’s been a long time.” Three years almost since they’d done this, before Bruce disappeared into time, before Dick took the cowl and took Robin from Tim. The physical side of their relationship was one thing they had never reconciled.
“You don’t want to?” Tim asked, his eye narrowing.
But Dick kissed him, soft and gentle. “I want to babybird, beyond words. I just...why now?” as much as he wanted this, to be lost in pleasuring Tim, Dick worried that this might only break his little brother further.
“I need to forget.” Tim whispered, “I need...Please Dick, just make me forget.”
Dick let his eyes slip closed. Tim needed the sensation, the burn and the high but...not him. It hurt to think he was just a body to Tim.
But Tim brushed his fingers over Dick’s cheek. “And I need you.” he pressed a kiss to Dick’s lips. “I miss how safe you make me feel.”
Dick opened his eyes, staring down at Tim with love, the hurt between them washing away. “Let me look after you little brother.” He whispered, pressing soft kisses down Tim’s throat, lapping at the pale scar the Jay left there.
“Dick please.” Tim sighed, burying his hands in Dick’s hair, trying to push him lower but Dick resisted, taking his time to worship every inch of skin he could find before he started loosening Tim’s shirt.
Tim whimpered as Dick bit down playfully on his collarbone, just shy of marking him. “Harder.” He demanded, bucking up as Dick sucked a rosy circle into his neck. Dick’s skin was like a brand against Tim’s, hot and feverish as Dick worked open their clothes.
Keeping the blankets over them both, Dick pressed their bodies together, pulling Tim close as the young man shivered and hissed at the heat of Dick’s skin.
“I’ve got you.” Dick whispered, grazing Tim’s throat as he rolled his hips to meet Tim’s, their erections rubbing.
Their hands ran over each other, finding the curves and scars and rhythm of each other like explorers returning home.
“I want...” Tim panted, wrapping his arms around Dick’s shoulders, tilting up to let Dick’s cock slide between his thighs. “I need...”
“Take it slow little brother.” Dick whispered, clutching Tim’s hip to still him before slipping his hand lower, brushing over Tim’s ass.
Tim shuddered as Dick brushed the tip of his thumb over this hole, fighting the instinct to flinch.
Dick touched his face lightly. “You ok?” he asked uncertainly, shifting his touch back to Tim’s hip.
Tim nodded, biting his lip. “It’s been a while that’s all. Don’t stop.”
“Shh.” Dick kiss Tim’s ear, reaching for his bag and the little tube of lube lodged in the side pocket. “I want this to be good for you babybird.”
Tim shivered involuntarily as cold fingers pressed against his hole, massaging slick into his tight muscles with teasing gentleness. “Dick please...just do it.”
“Not yet little brother.” Dick purred, kissing Tim’s throat as he slowly worked Tim open. “It’s been too long to hurry this. I won’t hurt you, I promise.”
“I’m not made of glass.” Tim growled, trying to rock onto Dick’s hand but Dick held him off. “And I’m no virgin.”
“I know.” Dick whispered, “I remember.” By the fireplace in the manor’s library, rolling playfully on the heath rug till brotherly wrestling turned to something hotter, deeper. Chasing Tim up to his room to throw him down on the bed, kissing away his doubts. “But you’re almost as tight as you were then.” He let one finger slide into Tim, drinking in the younger man’s whimpering sighs. “Just let me look after you.”
Tim gave up, relaxing back into the nest of pillows as Dick worked him open with gentle strokes, moaning deep as Dick crooked his fingers just so. “Oh god I miss this.”
“I’m yours.” Dick promised, “Anytime you want me.” He slipped a second finger into Tim.
“Now!” Tim hissed, bucking up into Dick’s touch. “Please Dick! I need-” He bit back a sob as Dick closed his free hand around the base of Tim’s cock, drawing his back from the edge.
“Almost there Tim.” He added a third finger, stretch Tim into the burn.
Tim’s skin flushed bright, now as warm as Dick’s as Dick slipped his fingers out, slicking himself as he pulled Tim close, keeping the blankets around them.
“Love you little brother.” Dick mumbled, staring down into Tim’s eyes as he sheathed himself slowly. “Always loved you.”
Tim let his head fall back, moaning low and long as Dick took him, feeling the forgotten bliss of being filled, being held, being complete. “Yes...” he breathed.
Dick ran his hands down Tim’s arms, feeling the young man’s scars under his fingers as he drew back, pushed in slowly to make Tim moan again. He eased into a slow rhythm, keeping them both on the edge as Tim writhed beneath him. A constant stream of babble fell from his lips and he rocked into the lithe young man in his arms. “Need you, love you, so beautiful Tim. So beautiful.”
Tim moaned, tilting his hips to catch the drag of Dick’s cock against him, slick and hot as Dick took him deep. “I want...I need...”
“I’ve got you babybird. I’ve got you.” Dick whispered, rolling his hips faster as Tim cried to each thrust, sweat glistening on their skin despite the cold. “Oh god Tim! Love you so much.” His thrusts became erratic, driving into Tim wildly as the younger man arched up, his breath catching in this throat as he came hard between them. The heat spreading between them and the clench of Tim’s beautiful body dragged Dick over the edge.
They laid there, their foreheads pressed together; breathing each other’s ragged gasps for long minutes. Dick slid out carefully, touching Tim’s face as the younger man winced. “Did I hurt you?”
“Not at all.” Tim assured, pulling Dick down next to him and snuggling in close. “It’s just been a while.” He shifted closer, pulling Dick into a kiss. “Thank you.”
“Anytime.” Dick whispered, kissing Tim back with loving gentleness. He missed seeing Tim like this, worn out and sated, his cheeks flushed with pleasure. “Anytime at all.”
“Hmm.” Tim hummed sleepily, pressing his cheek to Dick’s chest. “I may just take you up on that.”
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Date: 2010-04-14 04:25 am (UTC).....I think there needs to be Jason/Tim porn, but I always think there needs to be Jason/Tim porn, so. XD
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Date: 2010-04-14 05:05 am (UTC)Maybe Jay getting off on watching Dick play with the scar?
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Date: 2010-04-14 01:48 pm (UTC)Yesssss. Totally. I approve. <3
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Date: 2010-04-14 04:55 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-14 05:08 am (UTC)sorry it took me so long but I'm glad it worked.
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Date: 2010-04-14 05:50 am (UTC)I loved this!
Thanks for sharing!
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Date: 2010-04-14 06:06 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-14 05:59 am (UTC)I love this AU and as soon as I find the right prompt or idea I'm going to come play with y'all.
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Date: 2010-04-14 06:09 am (UTC)What sort of thing are you interested in? Feel free to throw any ideas you want to see up on the AU!Party (http://faile-neume.livejournal.com/79810.html) page
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Date: 2010-04-14 09:12 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-14 09:45 am (UTC)I’m not sure about Jay and Steph but I bet Steph’s low-cut top helped Jay no end with his hustling.
So glad you liked it.
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Date: 2010-04-14 03:26 pm (UTC)I hope you know how much I enjoy seeing you have updated anything in this universe. Because I really do, I am still so in love with these boys and Steph and all of it and wheeeee I am high on Doctor Who enjoyment and lack of sleep. Don't mind me
<3
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Date: 2010-04-14 11:42 pm (UTC)Don’t binge on too much Doctor Who, it’ll eat your brain! With Steven Moffet writing, that could be literally!
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Date: 2010-04-15 01:04 am (UTC)Have you seen them!? Have you!!? Matt Smith and Karen Gillan are the most wonderful people ever.
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Date: 2010-04-15 01:09 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-15 01:33 am (UTC)I adore Moffat's writing and I am super excited for the rest of the series!
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Date: 2010-04-15 01:40 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-15 02:37 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-04-21 01:19 am (UTC)I read that last line of Dick's and my brain automatically replied "-all you have to do is call and I'll be there."
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Date: 2010-04-21 08:59 am (UTC)