DCU Fanfic: Outside Looking In
Feb. 12th, 2009 01:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shinyglorchanTitle: Outside Looking In
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Tim, Dick, Roy
Pairing(s): Roy/Dick, Dick/Tim, Dick/Tim/Roy
Word Count: 1426
Genre: general/angst/romance/smut
Rating: R/M
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
darthbatgirl at my DCU Kissing Meme. The prompt was rooftop kiss which mixed with a plot bunny I already had of Tim watching Dick/Roy. Tim watches Dick and Roy, and he can't help feeling guilty for watching them from the shadows. Title from a Jordan Pruitt song. This is also another contribution from me to the Dick/Roy V-day Challenge.
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Tim knew the difference between right and wrong. He couldn't be Robin if he didn't. Since he knew the difference between right and wrong, and this was so definitely wrong on so many levels, he shouldn't be up on a rooftop across from Dick's apartment that a perfect view of the bedroom. He was smart enough to keep to the shadows as he watched.
Sometimes, Dick would be alone or with Roy, but no matter what, Dick always put on a show. Tim was never really sure if Dick knew he was there when he masturbated or just put on a show because it was in his blood as a performer, like the whole world was his trapeze. Though, when Roy joined Dick, Tim was almost positive that there was no way Dick knew he was there. Dick was an attentive lover, and all his attention would always be on Roy and Roy alone.
No wonder Roy's visits were more frequent as of late. At first, Tim was put off watching Dick with Roy, but after a few night of watching them together, Tim felt Roy was good for Dick. Tim had only spoken to Roy a handful of times, and none of those times had been outside of the cape and cowl. Watching him move with Dick with such gentleness and caring, Tim saw another side of Roy that he was beginning to enjoy almost as much as he enjoyed watching Dick on his own.
Tonight was a bit different than other nights. Dick was putting on more of a show than usual. Tim hadn't really thought about how flexible Dick was, even when he watched him bend over the bed, so Roy could fuck him. Now though, that was real flexibility; Dick was bent over in half, sucking himself off.
Tim got harder than he even thought possible, and just like every other night he watched Dick, the guilt would set in for watching and getting hard, so he wouldn't get off. He would just go home afterward and take an ice cold shower. It was the only way he could look Dick in the eye later.
Tim bit his lip, his jock getting increasingly uncomfortable as Dick sucked himself into orgasm. Tim swallowed hard as Dick unfolded himself with ease and lounged back on the bed, not looking as if he was going to sleep, but as if he were waiting for someone. He was probably waiting for Roy, and the thought of watching that as well only made Tim's jock the more uncomfortable.
When Roy entered the room, he crawled over the bed onto Dick to plant a firm kiss on his mouth. After Roy pulled away, Dick smiled lazily before leaning up to whisper into Roy's ear, the one that Tim couldn't see. Tim frowned as Roy got up closed the blinds and shut off the small lamp Dick had had on cutting off any view Tim may have had.
He could still see movements on the bed, but the blinds and darkness obscured everything else. Tim sighed to himself, willing himself to lose his hard-on before he went to patrol. He had no excuse to avoid it now, though he had done a rather thorough sweep earlier. Just because he was being perverse did not mean he would not still do his job.
Tim lingered in the shadows for a moment longer, about to leave when a hand grasped his shoulder. He stopped himself from tensing at being caught and turned around to see who had found him, really hopping it was just some idiot he could beat up.
No such luck as Nightwing stared down at him. Tim willed himself not to gulp visibly as thoughts ran through his head from to why was Dick here when he had Roy Harper in his bed to when had he got there. Surely he hadn't enough time to get dressed in his costume and get to the other rooftop without Tim noticing. Then again, Tim's focus was elsewhere. “Yes?” he asked innocently, though that was far from true.
Dick looked stern, arms folded across his chest, and Tim prepared for the worst, head cast down. “So, when were you going to join us?”
Tim head snapped up, staring incredulously at Dick. “What?”
Dick smiled softly. “Roy and I wanted to know when you were going to stop watching and come in to join us,” Dick stated glancing over Tim's shoulder.
Tim looked over his shoulder to see now open blinds with Roy leaning in the window, watching them. Tim turned back, thoroughly confused. To add to his confusion, Dick pulled him into a hard kiss. It only took him a moment to start kissing back, but then the kiss was over, much too soon for Tim's liking. Before Tim could really make complaint about it, Dick had hoisted him over his shoulder, shot out a grapple from his wrist, and swung through the sky towards his bedroom window.
Roy stepped out of the way as Dick flew in and closed the window and blinds behind them as Dick tossed Tim onto the bed. Tim blinked behind his mask as he looked up at the two grinning men. Dick took out a bottle of solvent to remove his mask then tossed the bottle to Tim. Holding the bottle, Tim looked up.
Roy chuckled. “C'mon, boy wonder. Take off the mask, so we can start to play,” he said seductively as he pulled off his shirt.
Tim looked between Dick and Roy before using the solvent to quickly remove the mask. Once the pulled the mask off, he saw Dick grin and move towards him like a cat. Roy moved towards him from the other side, and Tim felt two pairs of hands flipping latches and unclasping clasps of his Robin costume. He pulled off his gloves, putting a hand on Roy's cheek, pulling him in for a kiss.
As Roy and Tim kissed, Dick pulled off his Nightwing suit then began to work on the bottom half of the Robin costume, quickly ridding Tim of the utility belt, so it would join the tunic and undershirt on the floor. Roy's hand grabbed Dick's as he continued to kiss Tim leisurely, moving his hand with Dick's to grasp Tim's ass.
Tim gasped into Roy's mouth as he felt to different hands pull him out of his tights, both hands gripping his ass. Tim pulled away to gasp for air as Roy grinned wicked kissing down Tim's chest as Dick pulled off Tim's boot, bringing the tights with them. Left in just his jock, Tim looked back at Dick as Roy's open mouth kisses traveled lower down his torso. Dick gave a reassuring smile before pulling him into kiss full of teeth and tongue.
Once Roy's mouth had started mouthing him through his jock, Tim cried out into Dick's kiss. If he didn't come soon, he was going to come down with a serious case of blue balls, or he would come in his jock. It seemed like Roy had read his mind as he pulled the jock away and took Tim into his mouth. Tim bucked as Dick kissed him again, caressing his side and holding his hips, so he wouldn't buck again.
Tim panted as Roy's hand fondled his balls, and Roy took Tim deeper inside his mouth, into his throat. Dick's kisses moved across his cheek, to his ear as Roy bobbed his head. “Come for us, Tim,” Dick whispered into his ear.
At this point, all Tim could do was obey as he shuddered, coming hard. Roy swallowed every drop before pulling back with a lazy grin. Tim tried to move, to reciprocate somehow, but both Roy and Dick pushed him back down. “Sleep, baby bird,” Roy murmured as he spooned next to Tim on the side Dick did not occupy, laying a hand comfortably on Tim's stomach.
Tim turned to Dick to make a protest only to have two fingertips shush him. “You saw me take care of myself earlier, and Roy took care of himself while I was outside getting you,” Dick stated as he spooned against Tim, lacing his fingers with Roy's hand on Tim's stomach.
Tim looked between the two, a smile growing on his face. “Okay,” he agreed sleepily, “but I'm going to make it up to both of you later.”
Roy grinned at Dick, and he grinned back before placing a kiss on Roy's lips then Tim's forehead. “We're counting on it, little brother.”
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Tim, Dick, Roy
Pairing(s): Roy/Dick, Dick/Tim, Dick/Tim/Roy
Word Count: 1426
Genre: general/angst/romance/smut
Rating: R/M
Notes: Written for
darthbatgirl at my DCU Kissing Meme. The prompt was rooftop kiss which mixed with a plot bunny I already had of Tim watching Dick/Roy. Tim watches Dick and Roy, and he can't help feeling guilty for watching them from the shadows. Title from a Jordan Pruitt song. This is also another contribution from me to the Dick/Roy V-day Challenge.Link: N/A
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Tim knew the difference between right and wrong. He couldn't be Robin if he didn't. Since he knew the difference between right and wrong, and this was so definitely wrong on so many levels, he shouldn't be up on a rooftop across from Dick's apartment that a perfect view of the bedroom. He was smart enough to keep to the shadows as he watched.
Sometimes, Dick would be alone or with Roy, but no matter what, Dick always put on a show. Tim was never really sure if Dick knew he was there when he masturbated or just put on a show because it was in his blood as a performer, like the whole world was his trapeze. Though, when Roy joined Dick, Tim was almost positive that there was no way Dick knew he was there. Dick was an attentive lover, and all his attention would always be on Roy and Roy alone.
No wonder Roy's visits were more frequent as of late. At first, Tim was put off watching Dick with Roy, but after a few night of watching them together, Tim felt Roy was good for Dick. Tim had only spoken to Roy a handful of times, and none of those times had been outside of the cape and cowl. Watching him move with Dick with such gentleness and caring, Tim saw another side of Roy that he was beginning to enjoy almost as much as he enjoyed watching Dick on his own.
Tonight was a bit different than other nights. Dick was putting on more of a show than usual. Tim hadn't really thought about how flexible Dick was, even when he watched him bend over the bed, so Roy could fuck him. Now though, that was real flexibility; Dick was bent over in half, sucking himself off.
Tim got harder than he even thought possible, and just like every other night he watched Dick, the guilt would set in for watching and getting hard, so he wouldn't get off. He would just go home afterward and take an ice cold shower. It was the only way he could look Dick in the eye later.
Tim bit his lip, his jock getting increasingly uncomfortable as Dick sucked himself into orgasm. Tim swallowed hard as Dick unfolded himself with ease and lounged back on the bed, not looking as if he was going to sleep, but as if he were waiting for someone. He was probably waiting for Roy, and the thought of watching that as well only made Tim's jock the more uncomfortable.
When Roy entered the room, he crawled over the bed onto Dick to plant a firm kiss on his mouth. After Roy pulled away, Dick smiled lazily before leaning up to whisper into Roy's ear, the one that Tim couldn't see. Tim frowned as Roy got up closed the blinds and shut off the small lamp Dick had had on cutting off any view Tim may have had.
He could still see movements on the bed, but the blinds and darkness obscured everything else. Tim sighed to himself, willing himself to lose his hard-on before he went to patrol. He had no excuse to avoid it now, though he had done a rather thorough sweep earlier. Just because he was being perverse did not mean he would not still do his job.
Tim lingered in the shadows for a moment longer, about to leave when a hand grasped his shoulder. He stopped himself from tensing at being caught and turned around to see who had found him, really hopping it was just some idiot he could beat up.
No such luck as Nightwing stared down at him. Tim willed himself not to gulp visibly as thoughts ran through his head from to why was Dick here when he had Roy Harper in his bed to when had he got there. Surely he hadn't enough time to get dressed in his costume and get to the other rooftop without Tim noticing. Then again, Tim's focus was elsewhere. “Yes?” he asked innocently, though that was far from true.
Dick looked stern, arms folded across his chest, and Tim prepared for the worst, head cast down. “So, when were you going to join us?”
Tim head snapped up, staring incredulously at Dick. “What?”
Dick smiled softly. “Roy and I wanted to know when you were going to stop watching and come in to join us,” Dick stated glancing over Tim's shoulder.
Tim looked over his shoulder to see now open blinds with Roy leaning in the window, watching them. Tim turned back, thoroughly confused. To add to his confusion, Dick pulled him into a hard kiss. It only took him a moment to start kissing back, but then the kiss was over, much too soon for Tim's liking. Before Tim could really make complaint about it, Dick had hoisted him over his shoulder, shot out a grapple from his wrist, and swung through the sky towards his bedroom window.
Roy stepped out of the way as Dick flew in and closed the window and blinds behind them as Dick tossed Tim onto the bed. Tim blinked behind his mask as he looked up at the two grinning men. Dick took out a bottle of solvent to remove his mask then tossed the bottle to Tim. Holding the bottle, Tim looked up.
Roy chuckled. “C'mon, boy wonder. Take off the mask, so we can start to play,” he said seductively as he pulled off his shirt.
Tim looked between Dick and Roy before using the solvent to quickly remove the mask. Once the pulled the mask off, he saw Dick grin and move towards him like a cat. Roy moved towards him from the other side, and Tim felt two pairs of hands flipping latches and unclasping clasps of his Robin costume. He pulled off his gloves, putting a hand on Roy's cheek, pulling him in for a kiss.
As Roy and Tim kissed, Dick pulled off his Nightwing suit then began to work on the bottom half of the Robin costume, quickly ridding Tim of the utility belt, so it would join the tunic and undershirt on the floor. Roy's hand grabbed Dick's as he continued to kiss Tim leisurely, moving his hand with Dick's to grasp Tim's ass.
Tim gasped into Roy's mouth as he felt to different hands pull him out of his tights, both hands gripping his ass. Tim pulled away to gasp for air as Roy grinned wicked kissing down Tim's chest as Dick pulled off Tim's boot, bringing the tights with them. Left in just his jock, Tim looked back at Dick as Roy's open mouth kisses traveled lower down his torso. Dick gave a reassuring smile before pulling him into kiss full of teeth and tongue.
Once Roy's mouth had started mouthing him through his jock, Tim cried out into Dick's kiss. If he didn't come soon, he was going to come down with a serious case of blue balls, or he would come in his jock. It seemed like Roy had read his mind as he pulled the jock away and took Tim into his mouth. Tim bucked as Dick kissed him again, caressing his side and holding his hips, so he wouldn't buck again.
Tim panted as Roy's hand fondled his balls, and Roy took Tim deeper inside his mouth, into his throat. Dick's kisses moved across his cheek, to his ear as Roy bobbed his head. “Come for us, Tim,” Dick whispered into his ear.
At this point, all Tim could do was obey as he shuddered, coming hard. Roy swallowed every drop before pulling back with a lazy grin. Tim tried to move, to reciprocate somehow, but both Roy and Dick pushed him back down. “Sleep, baby bird,” Roy murmured as he spooned next to Tim on the side Dick did not occupy, laying a hand comfortably on Tim's stomach.
Tim turned to Dick to make a protest only to have two fingertips shush him. “You saw me take care of myself earlier, and Roy took care of himself while I was outside getting you,” Dick stated as he spooned against Tim, lacing his fingers with Roy's hand on Tim's stomach.
Tim looked between the two, a smile growing on his face. “Okay,” he agreed sleepily, “but I'm going to make it up to both of you later.”
Roy grinned at Dick, and he grinned back before placing a kiss on Roy's lips then Tim's forehead. “We're counting on it, little brother.”
