[ The warmth and pleasure building inside of Tim are both suddenly gone, and his blood runs cold the moment Dick says he's changed his mind. His heightened state of arousal diminishes, not dramatically but enough so that coming all over himself is no longer a threat. Just as the idea of truly being abandoned on the couch begins to register, he feels Dick move up his body and press against him again. ]
Dick...!
[ Tim practically sobs as he clings to him far tighter than necessary the moment he's able. It wouldn't be so damn mean if he hadn't been so close. It's hard for him to imagine that this could somehow be for the best, but he's able to remind himself that Dick knows more than him about all of this. This is Tim Drake, and his rational brain is still functioning at this point.
Still, he shakes like a leaf as he hides his face against Dick's strong shoulder. Doesn't loosen his grip in the slightest even as he's hauled up so they can go to his room. It's a good thing Dick's so damn strong, because though he's all lithe lean muscle, that muscle is still dense. He's not at risk of falling onto his ass on the floor, anyway.
Tim only unwinds from him when he feels the soft comforter on top his (quite large) bed against his back, and he can't help the way he glares a little even behind the wetness of his eyes. ]
You said you were going to take care of me.
[ At this point he's acting like a brat, but can he really be blamed for it? He's not genuinely upset, but he is frustrated. ]
[ aw, poor baby bird, so desperate, so needy, shaking in his arms as Dick presses Tim back into the bed, trailing kisses along every bit of skin he can reach as he knees at the foot of it. Tim's underwear got dropped somewhere along the way, but that jacket is still clinging. impressively. ]
I'm sorry. I am going to take care of you.
[ he is sorry. genuinely, especially when he sees the mistiness in Tim's eyes, though the whining and glaring is...adorable, and Dick can't quite hold back the mirth in his eyes. he wants nothing but to be back against Tim right now, so he hastily tugs off his hoodie, revealing the expanse of toned muscle, scars new and old, a few bruises from the last fight, and the way his own skin is flushed, clearly just as into this as Tim is.
he drops the black hoodie to the floor with a relieved sigh as he kisses Tim again, then reaches over to the bedside table to pull out the little tube of lube. ]
You're being so good for me. So patient.
[ he makes his way down Tim's body again and drapes a long leg over his shoulder, mouth kissing the inside of Tim's thigh as he props himself on his elbows and pops the tube open. his toes curl with anticipation as he smiles up at Tim. ]
Has anyone ever touched you here before?
[ he should probably put his mouth to better use rather than as Tim more embarrassing questions. ]
[ Dick's touch soothes him like a balm, even if Tim isn't quite sure that he's as sorry as he says he is. Anyway, it's hard to keep sulking when that gorgeous torso is exposed to him, easily drawing his attention away from any fussiness that lingered. Tim itches to kiss every scar that he can see and maybe when he's not so pent up and desperate he'll insist that he get to.
His tongue darts out to wet his lips as Dick makes his way down his body, and maybe he's just a little nervous, because he has no experience in this part and wants to be perfect regardless. Expects it of himself, even.
At first the only response to the question is a little huff. His cheeks are already flushed from the heat, so his embarrassment doesn't change a whole lot. What is Dick aiming for, here? He already told him he hadn't let anyone fuck him before. Is he trying to gauge how experienced he is with just fingers? Does it get him hot and bothered to know he'll be Tim's first time doing this with anyone else, too? Does he want to embarrass him? He can't be sure, and his eyes narrow suspiciously even as he answers. ]
No. Just me, a couple of times.
[ There were plenty of guys who had expressed and interest, but Tim had shut that down immediately. Either he didn't trust them enough, or the idea of being so vulnerable made his skin crawl. But, like he is with most things, Dick is special. Tim wants to feel Dick's cock inside of him. He's not above begging if that's what it comes down to. ]
[ thereās not a single doubt in Dickās mind that there must have been a lot of people who had pursued Tim. he has eyes, for Christ sake, and he adores Tim himself, so he gets it. but heās never outright asked Tim about his romantic life, or shared his own, especially not when the feelings started developing. knowing that anyone else was with Tim to any capacity would hurt.
heās not asking to embarrass Tim, or to make him self-conscious. it makes him hot to know that heās the only person who has ever been here, but mostly, he just wants to make sure heās doing this right, wants to know how gentle to be.
the suspicious look Tim gives him has him pressing little placating kisses along his thigh, before he reassures with a smile. ]
I love that, Tim. Just relax. Iāve got you.
[ he really does love it, and itās probably obvious from the way he shuts up and takes Timās cock back into his mouth after that. when his hand reaches Timās opening, his fingers are slick with warmed up lube and he spends a few seconds circling that tight little pucker. a particularly smooth stroke of his tongue is paired with a finger pressing into Tim, and he has pull off a bit not to choke as that tight, warm heat surrounds the tip of his finger.
holy hell, how is he ever going to fit in there. he pulls his finger out a little, then presses back in, giving Tim just the tip of his finger to get accustomed to. his cock throbs with anticipation as he presses in a little further, wiggling the finger back and forth. he casts his gaze upwards to Timās face as he eases in to the next knuckle, a pleased hum vibrating on Timās member. ]
[ Tim absolutely had a smart-ass response to Dick telling him to relax, but it dies on his tongue pretty fast. Watching Dick's lips sink down on his erection has very quickly become his new favorite thing, enough so that he doesn't tense up when his hole is teased. It was an ingenious way of prepping him, making sure he was distracted from any discomfort by giving him pleasure elsewhere to focus on.
His first thought is that Dick probably doesn't need to go as slow as he is, because Tim's fingered himself before. Then that finger presses in fully and he is quickly reminded that yes, Dick has bigger hands than him so his fingers would have to be thicker, too. There's no pain, thanks to the amount of care that he's taking, and Tim ends up very grateful that Dick is the one leading the way this first time. Tim's eager enough that he probably would've done something stupid and gotten himself hurt.
One of his hands curls into the bedding next to him and the other returns to Dick's hair. Tim doesn't know much about what Dick likes, but he's gotten a positive reaction out of tugging at his hair so he's going to keeping using that to his advantage until he manages to learn more. He's a very strategic guy, after all. ]
Nn, Dick... You look really, really hot like this.
[ It's mindless horny babbling--Tim feels like he's only got a few brain cells left that haven't positively melted and who knows how long he'll manage to hold onto them. ]
[ Tim isnt the only one losing it. Dickās grip on his control is also slipping, but heās determined to hang on for both their sake. nothing is more important right now than making sure Tim feels good, but Tim isnāt helping at all by delving back into his hair again, tugging in a way that has him moaning around the hard flesh in his mouth. then those words, encouraging him, feeling Timās heated gaze on him as he does his best to make sure heās not hurting Tim.
heās pretty sure it would be easier to withstand Ivyās poison than how Tim is making him feel right now.
a second finger slides in beside the first, and he watches Tim through hazy eyes, arousal curling heavy in his body. he pulls off Timās cock with a groan. ]
Fuck, Tim, you do too. Youāre so tightā¦doing so good.
[ mindless horny babbling is one way to put it, but Dick canāt stop the husky curse that falls from his lips as he starts to scissor his fingers to stretch Tim out some more. then, he eases in a little more, hitches Timās leg a little higher on his shoulder to bend him more, then bends his fingers until he feels that magical little spot. ]
[ Might be for the best that Dick takes a little bit of a break from sucking him off, because he can feel himself heating up again and at this point he's determined not to come until Dick is actually fucking him.
It's a lot easier said than done, though, when he feels those skilled fingers curl and then rub right against his prostate. Tim immediately gasps, back arching up off the bed dramatically as his eyes go wide. He'd managed to find that bundle of nerves before, but hadn't had a lot of success with actually getting off using it. Inexperience, mostly.
The moan Tim gives when he experiences that sort of pleasure for the first time is downright shameful--loud, a little whiny, clearly shocked by just how exceptional it feels. That very careful, measured sense of self-control that has kept him mostly quiet shatters. His toes and fingers both curl against the sheets, and Tim is back to trembling. ]
Ohmygod, Dick! Please, I.. it's so good. I need more. Please!
[ He gets it, now, why people go to such extreme lengths to get this feeling. Dick has opened his eyes into an entire new world. ]
[ Timās voice is pure ecstasy, sending heated wanting through every fibre of Dickās being. the way his name falls from those lips is finally, finally unbridled. Dick might always be a generous lover and truly enjoy making his partners feel good, but nothing compares to how wonderful it makes him feel to get Tim like this, falling apart on his fingers. it feels like all heās ever wanted, keying right into the vulnerable part of him that wants so badly to love without hesitation, to find the one person who would make him feel this way.
it makes him bite down on his own lower lip to hold back the pleasure coiling tight through his gut. heāll hold his own need at bay to focus on Tim, on the way that sexy, lithe body arches clear off the bed, those brilliant eyes glazing over from pleasure as his name falls from reddened lips, lewd in a way heās never heard from Tim before. it might have been mean to deny Tim from coming in his mouth, but this moment proves to be worth it. judging from the shock in Timās voice, perhaps Tim hasnāt ever felt this way before. ]
Mm..., Iām gonna give you everything you want, Tim. [ he promises sweetly, voice rough with need, answering the whine in Tim's tone with. ] Gotta get you nice and loose for me first, okay? Imagine how Iām gonna feel inside you. Touching you right hereā¦
[ he groans as he twists his fingers to stroke Timās prostate with the tip while he parts his digits to stretch that tight muscle open. he knows exactly how to do this. itās no secret that heās well-practiced (heās not oblivious to whatās said about him), but it feels like everything heās done has been to build up to this moment, to make Tim feel good, to take him to new heights of pleasure.
he slowly pulls his fingers out and makes up for the loss with his mouth again, hot tongue lapping up all the precum thatās weeping from Timās cock now. Timās so close. he can feel it, but he keeps him just on the edge as two fingers turn into three, his mouth on Tim's cock helping to skillfully balancing pleasure with discomfort until heās absolutely satisfied that Tim is ready.
only then, does he start to ease back, the anticipation almost killing him as he pushes pants and underwear off his own hips. his cock is throbbing from how hard he is for Tim, pressing to his abdomen, so sensitive already. he's breathing hard but he reaches up to cup Tim's cheek in a tender gesture as he grabs the lube with his other hand. ]
[ For the first time, Tim thinks he could come from being fingered without any simulation on his cock. It's a shocking revelation, but the searing white pleasure that thrums through every nerve is undeniable. His cock leaks desperately, muscles tense because he's getting close to that edge when Dick starts to blow him again. Fuck, he has to hold himself off. But it's so, so good. He doesn't want it to stop.
The rest of the world doesn't exist anymore. Even when Dick lets him go, his focus is entirely on how to get back to that soaring high. His pupils are still blown wide, and Tim almost looks a little feral when he stares at Dick's erection. His well prepped hole clenches with need, intimidated and fascinated by the idea of Dick finally taking him. He's been a good boy. He's waited so long. It'll break him if Dick denies him now. ]
Please, Dick. I need you to fuck me. Please. Please.
[ His voice is a little hoarse from how loud he was when Dick stretched him. There isn't any shame in his eyes, just pure need. He definitely looks like he's going to cry if Dick turns him down now, and he's still a little afraid that he might. A touch of insecurity, maybe.
Tim bites at his bottom lip, staring up at him looking terribly vulnerable. It's maybe his least favorite thing to feel, but it's worth it if he can have this. ]
[ how could Dick even think about turning Tim down? sure, he might not be the best at fulfilling all his promises to everyone right away but thereās no way he could deny Tim begging so pretty like this. he also doesnāt trust his voice to be anything but a quaking mess, so he just nods wordlessly, lashes fluttering as he coats himself with lube. even his own touch sets his nerves alight.
after making quick work of the copious amount of lube, he drapes himself over Timās body and presses between toned thighs to kiss those whining lips. a slow, deep breath as he guides himself to line up with Timās hole, the length of his cock sliding between Timās cheeks for a second. the head of his cock skids across Timās pucker and he breaks the kiss with a moan. ]
Fuck, Timā¦
[ slowly, he pushes in, breaching that tight ring with the help of his hand. his breath is caught in his throat as tight, velvety wraps around his tip, and Dickās whole body is tense with the effort of holding back. nothing else matters in the world right now. all his attention is focused Timās body, his face inches away from Timās, darkened eyes hazily meeting Timās gaze. ]
[ Tim gaps softly at the intrusion, a hand gripping at the back of Dick's neck as he gazes back up at him. He can't seem to look away, transfixed by the way the man he's in love with looks at him. Like he's the most precious thing in the world, meant to be protected but also savored.
It hurts a little. Not a sharp pain or anything to be worried about, just his muscles trying to adjust to the new feeling. But with the ache comes the knowledge that this is finally happening and it warms him all over. They're connected, just the two of them. ]
Dick... oh, Dick!
[ His head falls back against the bed, dark hair fanning around him as his back arches again. It almost feels like he's being split in half the further Dick inches in, and his body squeezes around the thick length. Pleasure slowly starts to win out over pain and he keens again. It's so hard not to squirm and try to draw Dick in even deeper. ]
Please!
[ Tim's not even sure what he's begging for, just knows that he won't survive without more. More of anything Dick has to give him. ]
[ hearing Tim say his name like that over and over again does things to him he's never felt before. all he wants to do is answer that plea, to give Tim whatever it is that he wants, and he'll do anything within his power to achieve it.
but in the moment, all he can do is slowly sink into Tim, inch by torturous inch as that impossibly tight heat splits open around his cock. his movement is smooth, careful as he watches Tim for any hint of pain or discomfort, unforgivingly pressing into Tim's body even as it resist his entry.
the thought makes him moan, a thick sound in his throat as a hand finds Tim's thigh to guide it to his hip as he gives a few small, slow rolls of his body. ]
Tim, you're so tight around me--so hot. [ a groan spills from his parted lips as he presses in again, forcing Tim open around him until he bottoms out. Tim's going to be sore tomorrow, he knows it, but for the moment, Tim knows nothing but to beg for more, and Dick doesn't have it in him to keep holding back.
he rolls his hips back until just the tip of his cock remains in Tim, then slowly thrusts in again, letting Tim feel the whole length of him in one smooth roll of his body, and somehow, everything feels so right. he's drowning in those blown-wide eyes, pleasure overwhelming his system as everything narrows even further down to Tim. ]
You're so beautiful, Timmy, so good for me. And you're all mine.
[ sweet, dirty nothings as he continues with the slow, sweet pace for as long as he can, but it works him to a desperation, the need bleeding into the way his hips quiver as he finally picks up the pace and fucks into Tim with a snap of his hips. a curse falls from his lips as he shifts closer yet, tipping Tim's hips to aim for his prostate. he wants nothing other than to make Tim scream for him. ]
[ Tim sucks in soft little breaths against Dick's lips when he rolls his hips, feeling so full it's almost hard to get enough oxygen. The pleasure is astounding, addicting even before he experiences it to the fullest.
He can feel the flared head of Dick's cock catch on his rim when he pulls almost all of the way out and it sends sparks up his spine and straight to his brain. His fingers tremble even as their grip tightens, trying to find some way to keep from just drifting away into this new heaven that he's found. Tim wants to live in the moment, to appreciate everything that Dick is doing for him.
There's pleading little whimpers laced with the older vigilante's name every few seconds--Tim can't figure out how to say anything else. All those smarts just gone, he's pulled down to nothing but a being of pure bliss. Then Dick starts really fucking into him, nice and hard and Tim scrambles to hold onto him, moans becoming a little more high pitched. His cock bounces between the two of them with each thrust, desperate for friction but not quite able to get any in this position. Which might be fore the best, because it keeps him from coming too fast and missing out on how good this is.
Dick has to know the moment his cock starts rubbing against that bundle of nerves inside of Tim. He cries out far too loud (practically screams, stunned stupid by how intense it feels. His fingers on one hand practically rip at the bed sheets below him, and his nails on the other scrape hard on the back of Dick's neck hard enough to leave angry red trails in their wake. Tim doesn't mean to hurt him, will probably feel bad later when he realizes what he's done, but he's not even capable of being aware of it at the moment. ]
Dick..! Gonna... gonna... Nnn... Dick, gonna--
[ It's an attempt to warn him that he's close, but Tim really doesn't want it all to end. He's struggling. ]
[ thereās no end in sight, the way that Dick sees it. itās only just the beginning of discovering all the ways he can get Tim here again and again, endlessly expanding his world. it brings him an immeasurable amount of pleasure hearing Tim cry out for him, pleading his name between all the other sounds he canāt control.
but Timās not the only one sounding destroyed. Dick groans out when those dull nails drag along the back of his neck, leaving his skin stinging and shockwaves of pleasure racing down his spine. he canāt stop the way his hips stutter, every thrust delving into Timās tight warmth, his opening milking Dick for all heās worth. ]
Thatās it, Timmyā [ he coos, his voice rough and husky, dirty in Timās ear.
his free hand seeks out Timās fist in the sheets, linking their fingers instead to press their joined hands up over Timās head. heās not far behind at this point. all that pent up need and desire unleashed embarrassingly quickly. quickly, heās learning that Tim is something else altogether. a whole other kind of sexy heās never encountered before.
their moans lace with the sound of skin against skin, of their wet, open mouthed kisses and gasps. ]
Let go, babyā¦wanna feel you come for me. Just like this. [ from his cock alone, every roll of his hips perfectly angled to drag across Timās prostate. ]
[ Really, what is Tim supposed to do when Dick talks to him like that? Sweet and rough and everything that he needs. It takes him a few moments to register that Dick is holding his hand, but then he clings to it like his very life depends on it. It's a simple gesture that is shockingly intimate--a reminder that even as they delve into a world of nothing but sin, Dick's still there, taking care of Tim. Always looking out for him. He's perfect, and Tim can't imagine wanting anyone else.
Tim's never come untouched before. The things that he's heard about it (that it's possible, that it's far more intense) don't even begin to describe the way it makes him feel. Ecstasy floods his entire body as it's consumed by the flames of pleasure, and he cries out for Dick out of both pleasure and maybe a little bit of fear. Tim's eyes roll to the back of his head and his brain short-circuits, sending all of his senses temporarily offline. His heart races like he'd just finished a dead sprint, powerful waves washing over him for far longer than he'd thought they would.
Come spurts and then continues to dribble from his cock, but Tim's not even aware of the mess he's made of the both of them. His eyes are lidded, but he can't even register his ability to see.
The entire thing is twice as intense as any orgasm he's ever had before. Tim doesn't even register the way his body tightens up around Dick, massaging at his cock and trying to force him to come deep inside of him. He's lost to the world entirely, falling back against his bed as he desperately pants for air. ]
[ Dick was close before, but itās seeing Tim fall apart that completely overwhelms him.
Timās cry of his name is answered with a gasp of Timās name, their fingers linked in a white-knuckled grip as Tim tightens impossibly around him. that heat draws him in one last time, a rough thrust of his hips that sheaths his cock completely before he finally, desperately, he comes deep inside Tim.
it feels like jumping, like diving off a skyscraper and freefalling, soaring with the pleasure that rushes through every cell in his body. spurts of hot come fill Tim, slicking up the way he tries to get deeper still, swallowing up every inch between them as his entire body pulls tight. this is Tim making him feel this way, making ecstasy burst where it had wound in his gut to scorch through his veins. heās both extremely taken by his own pleasure yet so aware of Timās at the same time, every clench of Timās body pulling another spurt from his cock, completely, perfectly synched.
when Tim collapses back against the mattress, Dick follows, kissing tenderly at the crook of Timās neck, chest heaving from trying to catch his breath after an orgasm that shattered through him. he still holds Timās hand, though his grip has loosened into something gentler, and just manages to shift to the side to not crush Tim completely. he nuzzles his face against Timās jaw and presses in to kiss Timās mouth. ]
Timā¦ [ itās a loving, pleased utterance of Timās name, cut off by a quiet sound as he eases his hips back and slips out of Tim wetly. ]
[ Hearing is the sense that comes back to Tim first. Dick says his name like he's the most precious person in the world and it gives him butterflies, even when they're like this. Sappy, but true. He's able to register the gentle affection that Dick spoils him with and he smiles, exhausted but still boyish and sweet. It's then that everything else comes back to him. He can taste Dick on his tongue, can smell the thick scent of sex. ]
Dick...
[ It's a little hum of a sound, rough because his throat feels raw from all of the sounds he's been making. Tim is content to lay there boneless, warm and content. He does weakly nuzzle back at him, his eyes soft with love.
Warm come drips from his hole after Dick pulls out of him and he gives a little weak sound at the feeling. It feels absolutely filthy, but somehow it still turns him on. Dick came inside of him, a primal sort of claim that tickles the lizard part of his brain. He's a mess but doesn't even care. Just reaches up with his free hand so he can cling, feeling terribly needy. As the chemicals in his brain start to regulate, so he can think about is wanting to be as close as physically possible. ]
[ theyāre both sweaty and tangled, and a mess but Dick does nothing other than just eases them both onto their sides, gathering Tim closer with his other arm. he hums in response to his name and pulls away just enough to see Timās face, the edges of his features blurring with how close he stays.
thereās a fuzzy, soft smile playing on his lips, his eyes warm, molten chocolate. he shuts his eyes and kisses Tim, slow and lazy and tender. when he pulls away, itās to give just enough space to murmur. ]
Mmmā¦Donāt think I could ever let you go. Iāll keep you here forever. That okay with you?
[ It's everything Tim has wanted for a long time. Being tucked against Dick's side, warm and comfortable and feeling like he belongs. For someone that has been neglected most of his life, it's the closest thing to heaven he'll probably ever get.
The words make him pause, and he blinks slowly at him. It's hard to tell if it's something that Dick is just saying, or if he means he wants something more than just the two of them messing around. Of course he knows which he would prefer, but he's hesitant to admit it. What if he's reading the situation wrong? Tim has felt so lucky to get to have any bit of him at all that he doesn't want to lose it.
When he does speak, his voice is softer. A little more vulnerable. He's just not sure what to expect. ]
[ the truth is, he said it without giving it a whole lot of thought, about what it might mean, or where it might lead. he meant it first and foremost in the moment, as a lighthearted way to express how much he enjoyed what they just did, but the vulnerability rings loud and clear in Tim's soft voice, and it gives him pause.
is this the best time to talk about it? with their post-coital brains still hopped up on all sorts of endorphins? when all that he wants to do is sink into Tim, melt into the bed together, and do this on rinse and repeat?
he lets out a slow sigh. nothing troubled, but rather, calming. ]
We should talk about that...shouldn't we? We both said things. A lot of things.
[ Immediately Tim thinks that he must have gotten it wrong, and he sinks his teeth into his tongue. Not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough that the pain grounds him somewhat. He'd been too sincere and managed to immediately ruin the moment, which had been the opposite of what he was going for.
Any inner turmoil is kept strictly on the inside, it doesn't show on his face and his muscles don't tense. He's been trained extensively on schooling his expression, and he excelled at it even before that. It's just his stomach twists at having to use the mask with Dick of all people, arguably the person that knows him best. ]
We don't have to, if you don't want to. I'm not going anywhere.
[ Tim keeps his pretty blues on Dick's face, trying to read what he can see there. Not much, unfortunately. Part of him wants to run off before an awkward uncomfortable conversation can sprout. But he can't really go anywhere. This is his bed, his Nest, that he invited Dick into. Maybe it's for the best, he's got to grow up and face things eventually. ]
[ it's not so much that Tim gives anything away on his face, but that he gives nothing away at all that sends something unpleasant sinking in his gut. Dick props himself up on an elbow, slowly tips his head and keeps his gaze steadily meeting Tim's eyes. he lets Tim look at him, lets Tim observe him, obviously trying to get a read on him.
he draws his hand away from Tim's and instead, lets his fingers cup Tim's cheek, taking a beat to brush the pad of his thumb along the fading colour affectionately. finally, a small smile softens the line of his mouth. ]
I wish you would tell me what you're thinking, sometimes. There's so much going on in that head of yours.
It might be better if you don't know what's going on in there. What if you don't like it?
[ Even though he's aiming for playful, his smile doesn't quite reach his eyes, so who knows if he pulls it off. Tim can't help but press into Dick's touch, encouraging more of the easy affection that brings comfort. Finally, he sighs a little and sinks into the bed. Shrinks into it, almost. ]
That was amazing, I don't want to screw up and ruin everything. But if there's something you want to know, you can ask.
[ There, see. That was vulnerable. He's at least trying, which is more effort than he usually gives. Tim trusts Dick not to laugh at him, and if he's going to let him down it's going to be gently. Tim turns his head and gives Dick's palm a little kiss. ]
[ the playful sentiment feels pulled tight. Dick can practically feel the tension rolling off of the set in Tim's shoulders as he huffs and sinks back into the mattress. itās almost retreat, and Dick regrets saying anything at all for a moment as he lifts a little higher to take back whatever distance gets put between them. ]
Okay.
[ he pauses, taking in the way it feels a little reluctant, a little scared. itās the last thing he wants from Tim, and the opposite of what heās trying to express, not that itās surprising to see Tim shy away from talking about anything of this nature. however, heās not one to pry when thereās obvious discomfort from Tim. ]
Maybe I'll start, thenā¦and you tell me if you donāt like it.
[ he shifts his hand and traces Timās lower lip with his thumb as he mulls over his words in a slow, luxurious sort of pace, a moment just for themselves. ]
I havenāt been with anyone in a while. I haven't even kissed anyone besides you in a long time. [ he smiles down at Tim, warm, perhaps sappy again, but it's clear enough that he's not completely at ease either, finding these unfamiliar words. ] So I'm not going anywhere either, Tim. You know I don't normally do this...slowly...but you're one of the most important people in my life. I didn't want to rush into anything that'll fuck things up between us but it hasn't been just physical for a while now.
[ It's lucky that Dick understands him the way he does. Forcing things out of Tim is possible, but rarely goes well. Dick offers to speak instead and this time, the smile that this at the corners of his mouth are entirely genuine. It's as obvious of a sign of their connection as there is. Dick taking the first step, knowing that Tim will follow.
And then Dick actually speaks and Tim feels the flush returning to his face. It's a thrill, knowing someone as popular as Dick hasn't actually been spending his time with anyone else despite them having not talked about it yet. ]
I haven't either. Been with anyone else while we've been doing this, I mean.
[ It's still not the most comfortable thing, but there's more of a lightness to his voice. More importantly, he's not masking anything now that he feels safer. ]
I've... had feelings for you for a long time, Dick. But I don't want to ask too much of you.
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Dick...!
[ Tim practically sobs as he clings to him far tighter than necessary the moment he's able. It wouldn't be so damn mean if he hadn't been so close. It's hard for him to imagine that this could somehow be for the best, but he's able to remind himself that Dick knows more than him about all of this. This is Tim Drake, and his rational brain is still functioning at this point.
Still, he shakes like a leaf as he hides his face against Dick's strong shoulder. Doesn't loosen his grip in the slightest even as he's hauled up so they can go to his room. It's a good thing Dick's so damn strong, because though he's all lithe lean muscle, that muscle is still dense. He's not at risk of falling onto his ass on the floor, anyway.
Tim only unwinds from him when he feels the soft comforter on top his (quite large) bed against his back, and he can't help the way he glares a little even behind the wetness of his eyes. ]
You said you were going to take care of me.
[ At this point he's acting like a brat, but can he really be blamed for it? He's not genuinely upset, but he is frustrated. ]
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I'm sorry. I am going to take care of you.
[ he is sorry. genuinely, especially when he sees the mistiness in Tim's eyes, though the whining and glaring is...adorable, and Dick can't quite hold back the mirth in his eyes. he wants nothing but to be back against Tim right now, so he hastily tugs off his hoodie, revealing the expanse of toned muscle, scars new and old, a few bruises from the last fight, and the way his own skin is flushed, clearly just as into this as Tim is.
he drops the black hoodie to the floor with a relieved sigh as he kisses Tim again, then reaches over to the bedside table to pull out the little tube of lube. ]
You're being so good for me. So patient.
[ he makes his way down Tim's body again and drapes a long leg over his shoulder, mouth kissing the inside of Tim's thigh as he props himself on his elbows and pops the tube open. his toes curl with anticipation as he smiles up at Tim. ]
Has anyone ever touched you here before?
[ he should probably put his mouth to better use rather than as Tim more embarrassing questions. ]
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His tongue darts out to wet his lips as Dick makes his way down his body, and maybe he's just a little nervous, because he has no experience in this part and wants to be perfect regardless. Expects it of himself, even.
At first the only response to the question is a little huff. His cheeks are already flushed from the heat, so his embarrassment doesn't change a whole lot. What is Dick aiming for, here? He already told him he hadn't let anyone fuck him before. Is he trying to gauge how experienced he is with just fingers? Does it get him hot and bothered to know he'll be Tim's first time doing this with anyone else, too? Does he want to embarrass him? He can't be sure, and his eyes narrow suspiciously even as he answers. ]
No. Just me, a couple of times.
[ There were plenty of guys who had expressed and interest, but Tim had shut that down immediately. Either he didn't trust them enough, or the idea of being so vulnerable made his skin crawl. But, like he is with most things, Dick is special. Tim wants to feel Dick's cock inside of him. He's not above begging if that's what it comes down to. ]
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heās not asking to embarrass Tim, or to make him self-conscious. it makes him hot to know that heās the only person who has ever been here, but mostly, he just wants to make sure heās doing this right, wants to know how gentle to be.
the suspicious look Tim gives him has him pressing little placating kisses along his thigh, before he reassures with a smile. ]
I love that, Tim. Just relax. Iāve got you.
[ he really does love it, and itās probably obvious from the way he shuts up and takes Timās cock back into his mouth after that. when his hand reaches Timās opening, his fingers are slick with warmed up lube and he spends a few seconds circling that tight little pucker. a particularly smooth stroke of his tongue is paired with a finger pressing into Tim, and he has pull off a bit not to choke as that tight, warm heat surrounds the tip of his finger.
holy hell, how is he ever going to fit in there. he pulls his finger out a little, then presses back in, giving Tim just the tip of his finger to get accustomed to. his cock throbs with anticipation as he presses in a little further, wiggling the finger back and forth. he casts his gaze upwards to Timās face as he eases in to the next knuckle, a pleased hum vibrating on Timās member. ]
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His first thought is that Dick probably doesn't need to go as slow as he is, because Tim's fingered himself before. Then that finger presses in fully and he is quickly reminded that yes, Dick has bigger hands than him so his fingers would have to be thicker, too. There's no pain, thanks to the amount of care that he's taking, and Tim ends up very grateful that Dick is the one leading the way this first time. Tim's eager enough that he probably would've done something stupid and gotten himself hurt.
One of his hands curls into the bedding next to him and the other returns to Dick's hair. Tim doesn't know much about what Dick likes, but he's gotten a positive reaction out of tugging at his hair so he's going to keeping using that to his advantage until he manages to learn more. He's a very strategic guy, after all. ]
Nn, Dick... You look really, really hot like this.
[ It's mindless horny babbling--Tim feels like he's only got a few brain cells left that haven't positively melted and who knows how long he'll manage to hold onto them. ]
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heās pretty sure it would be easier to withstand Ivyās poison than how Tim is making him feel right now.
a second finger slides in beside the first, and he watches Tim through hazy eyes, arousal curling heavy in his body. he pulls off Timās cock with a groan. ]
Fuck, Tim, you do too. Youāre so tightā¦doing so good.
[ mindless horny babbling is one way to put it, but Dick canāt stop the husky curse that falls from his lips as he starts to scissor his fingers to stretch Tim out some more. then, he eases in a little more, hitches Timās leg a little higher on his shoulder to bend him more, then bends his fingers until he feels that magical little spot. ]
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It's a lot easier said than done, though, when he feels those skilled fingers curl and then rub right against his prostate. Tim immediately gasps, back arching up off the bed dramatically as his eyes go wide. He'd managed to find that bundle of nerves before, but hadn't had a lot of success with actually getting off using it. Inexperience, mostly.
The moan Tim gives when he experiences that sort of pleasure for the first time is downright shameful--loud, a little whiny, clearly shocked by just how exceptional it feels. That very careful, measured sense of self-control that has kept him mostly quiet shatters. His toes and fingers both curl against the sheets, and Tim is back to trembling. ]
Ohmygod, Dick! Please, I.. it's so good. I need more. Please!
[ He gets it, now, why people go to such extreme lengths to get this feeling. Dick has opened his eyes into an entire new world. ]
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it makes him bite down on his own lower lip to hold back the pleasure coiling tight through his gut. heāll hold his own need at bay to focus on Tim, on the way that sexy, lithe body arches clear off the bed, those brilliant eyes glazing over from pleasure as his name falls from reddened lips, lewd in a way heās never heard from Tim before. it might have been mean to deny Tim from coming in his mouth, but this moment proves to be worth it. judging from the shock in Timās voice, perhaps Tim hasnāt ever felt this way before. ]
Mm..., Iām gonna give you everything you want, Tim. [ he promises sweetly, voice rough with need, answering the whine in Tim's tone with. ] Gotta get you nice and loose for me first, okay? Imagine how Iām gonna feel inside you. Touching you right hereā¦
[ he groans as he twists his fingers to stroke Timās prostate with the tip while he parts his digits to stretch that tight muscle open. he knows exactly how to do this. itās no secret that heās well-practiced (heās not oblivious to whatās said about him), but it feels like everything heās done has been to build up to this moment, to make Tim feel good, to take him to new heights of pleasure.
he slowly pulls his fingers out and makes up for the loss with his mouth again, hot tongue lapping up all the precum thatās weeping from Timās cock now. Timās so close. he can feel it, but he keeps him just on the edge as two fingers turn into three, his mouth on Tim's cock helping to skillfully balancing pleasure with discomfort until heās absolutely satisfied that Tim is ready.
only then, does he start to ease back, the anticipation almost killing him as he pushes pants and underwear off his own hips. his cock is throbbing from how hard he is for Tim, pressing to his abdomen, so sensitive already. he's breathing hard but he reaches up to cup Tim's cheek in a tender gesture as he grabs the lube with his other hand. ]
You okay, baby? Ready?
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The rest of the world doesn't exist anymore. Even when Dick lets him go, his focus is entirely on how to get back to that soaring high. His pupils are still blown wide, and Tim almost looks a little feral when he stares at Dick's erection. His well prepped hole clenches with need, intimidated and fascinated by the idea of Dick finally taking him. He's been a good boy. He's waited so long. It'll break him if Dick denies him now. ]
Please, Dick. I need you to fuck me. Please. Please.
[ His voice is a little hoarse from how loud he was when Dick stretched him. There isn't any shame in his eyes, just pure need. He definitely looks like he's going to cry if Dick turns him down now, and he's still a little afraid that he might. A touch of insecurity, maybe.
Tim bites at his bottom lip, staring up at him looking terribly vulnerable. It's maybe his least favorite thing to feel, but it's worth it if he can have this. ]
Please.
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after making quick work of the copious amount of lube, he drapes himself over Timās body and presses between toned thighs to kiss those whining lips. a slow, deep breath as he guides himself to line up with Timās hole, the length of his cock sliding between Timās cheeks for a second. the head of his cock skids across Timās pucker and he breaks the kiss with a moan. ]
Fuck, Timā¦
[ slowly, he pushes in, breaching that tight ring with the help of his hand. his breath is caught in his throat as tight, velvety wraps around his tip, and Dickās whole body is tense with the effort of holding back. nothing else matters in the world right now. all his attention is focused Timās body, his face inches away from Timās, darkened eyes hazily meeting Timās gaze. ]
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It hurts a little. Not a sharp pain or anything to be worried about, just his muscles trying to adjust to the new feeling. But with the ache comes the knowledge that this is finally happening and it warms him all over. They're connected, just the two of them. ]
Dick... oh, Dick!
[ His head falls back against the bed, dark hair fanning around him as his back arches again. It almost feels like he's being split in half the further Dick inches in, and his body squeezes around the thick length. Pleasure slowly starts to win out over pain and he keens again. It's so hard not to squirm and try to draw Dick in even deeper. ]
Please!
[ Tim's not even sure what he's begging for, just knows that he won't survive without more. More of anything Dick has to give him. ]
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but in the moment, all he can do is slowly sink into Tim, inch by torturous inch as that impossibly tight heat splits open around his cock. his movement is smooth, careful as he watches Tim for any hint of pain or discomfort, unforgivingly pressing into Tim's body even as it resist his entry.
the thought makes him moan, a thick sound in his throat as a hand finds Tim's thigh to guide it to his hip as he gives a few small, slow rolls of his body. ]
Tim, you're so tight around me--so hot. [ a groan spills from his parted lips as he presses in again, forcing Tim open around him until he bottoms out. Tim's going to be sore tomorrow, he knows it, but for the moment, Tim knows nothing but to beg for more, and Dick doesn't have it in him to keep holding back.
he rolls his hips back until just the tip of his cock remains in Tim, then slowly thrusts in again, letting Tim feel the whole length of him in one smooth roll of his body, and somehow, everything feels so right. he's drowning in those blown-wide eyes, pleasure overwhelming his system as everything narrows even further down to Tim. ]
You're so beautiful, Timmy, so good for me. And you're all mine.
[ sweet, dirty nothings as he continues with the slow, sweet pace for as long as he can, but it works him to a desperation, the need bleeding into the way his hips quiver as he finally picks up the pace and fucks into Tim with a snap of his hips. a curse falls from his lips as he shifts closer yet, tipping Tim's hips to aim for his prostate. he wants nothing other than to make Tim scream for him. ]
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He can feel the flared head of Dick's cock catch on his rim when he pulls almost all of the way out and it sends sparks up his spine and straight to his brain. His fingers tremble even as their grip tightens, trying to find some way to keep from just drifting away into this new heaven that he's found. Tim wants to live in the moment, to appreciate everything that Dick is doing for him.
There's pleading little whimpers laced with the older vigilante's name every few seconds--Tim can't figure out how to say anything else. All those smarts just gone, he's pulled down to nothing but a being of pure bliss. Then Dick starts really fucking into him, nice and hard and Tim scrambles to hold onto him, moans becoming a little more high pitched. His cock bounces between the two of them with each thrust, desperate for friction but not quite able to get any in this position. Which might be fore the best, because it keeps him from coming too fast and missing out on how good this is.
Dick has to know the moment his cock starts rubbing against that bundle of nerves inside of Tim. He cries out far too loud (practically screams, stunned stupid by how intense it feels. His fingers on one hand practically rip at the bed sheets below him, and his nails on the other scrape hard on the back of Dick's neck hard enough to leave angry red trails in their wake. Tim doesn't mean to hurt him, will probably feel bad later when he realizes what he's done, but he's not even capable of being aware of it at the moment. ]
Dick..! Gonna... gonna... Nnn... Dick, gonna--
[ It's an attempt to warn him that he's close, but Tim really doesn't want it all to end. He's struggling. ]
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but Timās not the only one sounding destroyed. Dick groans out when those dull nails drag along the back of his neck, leaving his skin stinging and shockwaves of pleasure racing down his spine. he canāt stop the way his hips stutter, every thrust delving into Timās tight warmth, his opening milking Dick for all heās worth. ]
Thatās it, Timmyā [ he coos, his voice rough and husky, dirty in Timās ear.
his free hand seeks out Timās fist in the sheets, linking their fingers instead to press their joined hands up over Timās head. heās not far behind at this point. all that pent up need and desire unleashed embarrassingly quickly. quickly, heās learning that Tim is something else altogether. a whole other kind of sexy heās never encountered before.
their moans lace with the sound of skin against skin, of their wet, open mouthed kisses and gasps. ]
Let go, babyā¦wanna feel you come for me. Just like this. [ from his cock alone, every roll of his hips perfectly angled to drag across Timās prostate. ]
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Tim's never come untouched before. The things that he's heard about it (that it's possible, that it's far more intense) don't even begin to describe the way it makes him feel. Ecstasy floods his entire body as it's consumed by the flames of pleasure, and he cries out for Dick out of both pleasure and maybe a little bit of fear. Tim's eyes roll to the back of his head and his brain short-circuits, sending all of his senses temporarily offline. His heart races like he'd just finished a dead sprint, powerful waves washing over him for far longer than he'd thought they would.
Come spurts and then continues to dribble from his cock, but Tim's not even aware of the mess he's made of the both of them. His eyes are lidded, but he can't even register his ability to see.
The entire thing is twice as intense as any orgasm he's ever had before. Tim doesn't even register the way his body tightens up around Dick, massaging at his cock and trying to force him to come deep inside of him. He's lost to the world entirely, falling back against his bed as he desperately pants for air. ]
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Timās cry of his name is answered with a gasp of Timās name, their fingers linked in a white-knuckled grip as Tim tightens impossibly around him. that heat draws him in one last time, a rough thrust of his hips that sheaths his cock completely before he finally, desperately, he comes deep inside Tim.
it feels like jumping, like diving off a skyscraper and freefalling, soaring with the pleasure that rushes through every cell in his body. spurts of hot come fill Tim, slicking up the way he tries to get deeper still, swallowing up every inch between them as his entire body pulls tight. this is Tim making him feel this way, making ecstasy burst where it had wound in his gut to scorch through his veins. heās both extremely taken by his own pleasure yet so aware of Timās at the same time, every clench of Timās body pulling another spurt from his cock, completely, perfectly synched.
when Tim collapses back against the mattress, Dick follows, kissing tenderly at the crook of Timās neck, chest heaving from trying to catch his breath after an orgasm that shattered through him. he still holds Timās hand, though his grip has loosened into something gentler, and just manages to shift to the side to not crush Tim completely. he nuzzles his face against Timās jaw and presses in to kiss Timās mouth. ]
Timā¦ [ itās a loving, pleased utterance of Timās name, cut off by a quiet sound as he eases his hips back and slips out of Tim wetly. ]
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Dick...
[ It's a little hum of a sound, rough because his throat feels raw from all of the sounds he's been making. Tim is content to lay there boneless, warm and content. He does weakly nuzzle back at him, his eyes soft with love.
Warm come drips from his hole after Dick pulls out of him and he gives a little weak sound at the feeling. It feels absolutely filthy, but somehow it still turns him on. Dick came inside of him, a primal sort of claim that tickles the lizard part of his brain. He's a mess but doesn't even care. Just reaches up with his free hand so he can cling, feeling terribly needy. As the chemicals in his brain start to regulate, so he can think about is wanting to be as close as physically possible. ]
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thereās a fuzzy, soft smile playing on his lips, his eyes warm, molten chocolate. he shuts his eyes and kisses Tim, slow and lazy and tender. when he pulls away, itās to give just enough space to murmur. ]
Mmmā¦Donāt think I could ever let you go. Iāll keep you here forever. That okay with you?
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The words make him pause, and he blinks slowly at him. It's hard to tell if it's something that Dick is just saying, or if he means he wants something more than just the two of them messing around. Of course he knows which he would prefer, but he's hesitant to admit it. What if he's reading the situation wrong? Tim has felt so lucky to get to have any bit of him at all that he doesn't want to lose it.
When he does speak, his voice is softer. A little more vulnerable. He's just not sure what to expect. ]
I would really like that.
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is this the best time to talk about it? with their post-coital brains still hopped up on all sorts of endorphins? when all that he wants to do is sink into Tim, melt into the bed together, and do this on rinse and repeat?
he lets out a slow sigh. nothing troubled, but rather, calming. ]
We should talk about that...shouldn't we? We both said things. A lot of things.
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Any inner turmoil is kept strictly on the inside, it doesn't show on his face and his muscles don't tense. He's been trained extensively on schooling his expression, and he excelled at it even before that. It's just his stomach twists at having to use the mask with Dick of all people, arguably the person that knows him best. ]
We don't have to, if you don't want to. I'm not going anywhere.
[ Tim keeps his pretty blues on Dick's face, trying to read what he can see there. Not much, unfortunately. Part of him wants to run off before an awkward uncomfortable conversation can sprout. But he can't really go anywhere. This is his bed, his Nest, that he invited Dick into. Maybe it's for the best, he's got to grow up and face things eventually. ]
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he draws his hand away from Tim's and instead, lets his fingers cup Tim's cheek, taking a beat to brush the pad of his thumb along the fading colour affectionately. finally, a small smile softens the line of his mouth. ]
I wish you would tell me what you're thinking, sometimes. There's so much going on in that head of yours.
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[ Even though he's aiming for playful, his smile doesn't quite reach his eyes, so who knows if he pulls it off. Tim can't help but press into Dick's touch, encouraging more of the easy affection that brings comfort. Finally, he sighs a little and sinks into the bed. Shrinks into it, almost. ]
That was amazing, I don't want to screw up and ruin everything. But if there's something you want to know, you can ask.
[ There, see. That was vulnerable. He's at least trying, which is more effort than he usually gives. Tim trusts Dick not to laugh at him, and if he's going to let him down it's going to be gently. Tim turns his head and gives Dick's palm a little kiss. ]
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Okay.
[ he pauses, taking in the way it feels a little reluctant, a little scared. itās the last thing he wants from Tim, and the opposite of what heās trying to express, not that itās surprising to see Tim shy away from talking about anything of this nature. however, heās not one to pry when thereās obvious discomfort from Tim. ]
Maybe I'll start, thenā¦and you tell me if you donāt like it.
[ he shifts his hand and traces Timās lower lip with his thumb as he mulls over his words in a slow, luxurious sort of pace, a moment just for themselves. ]
I havenāt been with anyone in a while. I haven't even kissed anyone besides you in a long time. [ he smiles down at Tim, warm, perhaps sappy again, but it's clear enough that he's not completely at ease either, finding these unfamiliar words. ] So I'm not going anywhere either, Tim. You know I don't normally do this...slowly...but you're one of the most important people in my life. I didn't want to rush into anything that'll fuck things up between us but it hasn't been just physical for a while now.
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And then Dick actually speaks and Tim feels the flush returning to his face. It's a thrill, knowing someone as popular as Dick hasn't actually been spending his time with anyone else despite them having not talked about it yet. ]
I haven't either. Been with anyone else while we've been doing this, I mean.
[ It's still not the most comfortable thing, but there's more of a lightness to his voice. More importantly, he's not masking anything now that he feels safer. ]
I've... had feelings for you for a long time, Dick. But I don't want to ask too much of you.
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