DCU Fanfic: Relaxation
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shinyglorchanTitle: Relaxation
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Dick, Garth
Pairing(s): Dick/Garth
Word Count: 1090
Genre: friendship/smut
Rating: R/M
Notes: This is for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ani_bester. On her list for the Five Acts/Kinks Meme, though it did not want to stay comment fic size. I picked 'massage' and Dick/Garth. XD Takes place during Garth's visit to Gotham in Titans #15, and could be canon compliant...? >>;; Not that I reference any canon past that point. XD
Link: N/A
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“You're really tense. I can tell, even with all that kevlar and nomex.”
Dick gave Garth a small smile. “It's fine. Being Gotham's full time protector is just a little more intense than just when I patrolled as Nightwing,” he stated, trying to brush it off as nothing.
Being one of the original five Teen Titans, Garth knew better than that. “Take off the costume for a bit. You need to relax,” Garth stated firmly.
When Dick was about to protest, just like Garth knew he would, Garth stood up and placed a hand on Dick's cheek. “I'll strip you if I have to,” he told Dick, a light tease in his voice.
That got a little laugh from Dick. “All right, but I'm only doing this because I don't want the suit to fry you like a fish,” Dick told him as he started to click latches to remove the heavier bits of the Batsuit.
Garth rolled his eyes. “It'd take more than a few volts from that suit to fry me, Dick,” he said, ignoring the silly fish comment; at least Dick still had some playfulness in him.
Dick tossed the cape and cowl onto the computer chair before stripping off the utility belt. Garth waited patiently, scouting out the Bat Bunker for a table or a cot. He found a cot in the corner, which made it obvious that Dick slept down here sometimes.
“You'll need a full body massage, so strip off everything,” Garth said, not even looking behind him as he pulled the cot out from the corner. “You've been sleeping down here, right?”
The guilty little noise Dick made confirmed Garth's assumption. “Just a few nights,” Dick muttered.
“Then you really need this massage,” Garth stated as he turned around, motioning Dick to lie down on the cot. “I don't quite have Roy's skilled hands, but I have a bit more strength to work out all those knots you must have.”
Left in just his briefs, Dick pouted as he laid out on the cot, face down. “They can't be that bad.”
Garth chuckled as he pulled his gloves off and set them aside. He gently moved his hands across, feeling the knots in Dick's back muscles, counting them and searching for a particularly tight one before pressing it hard enough to begin to unknot it and make Dick wince.
“Can't be that bad, hm?” Garth questioned as he kept rubbing and massaging that particular knot in Dick's mid-back.
“I- ah, stand corrected,” Dick conceded. “This is going to hurt a lot isn't it?”
Humming a yes, Garth continued to press and rub until the knots in Dick's back become fewer and fewer. He massaged Dick's arms, which weren't as tense before going lower and massaging Dick's legs. When the biggest and toughest knots were out of the way, that was when the massage got better for Dick. Garth didn't want to hurt him, but it was a necessary pain. Now that the painful part of the massage was over, Garth was determined to make Dick feel loose and relaxed.
Garth slipped his hands down, massaging Dick's ass gently but firmly, pulling a moan from Dick's lips. “Want me to ditch the briefs?” Dick asked, half into the pillow and maybe a little suggestively but definitely relaxed. “You can massage me better.”
“Ditch them,” Garth decided. “Actually, let me help.”
Dick raised his ass, just so Garth could pull down the briefs without too much effort. He yanked them down Dick's legs and tossed them aside. Instead of going right back to massaging Dick's now naked ass, Garth gave a little grin and moved to massage Dick's feet instead.
Dick gave a moan of protest, even though the foot massage felt wonderful. “Gaaaarth, you're a tease,” Dick complained, a glimmer of the Robin and Nightwing he used to know.
Garth gave a little snort. “Oh? Like you aren't a living, breathing tease, Dick,” he stated teasingly as he started to run his hands up and down Dick's legs, stopping just at the swell of Dick's ass.
“Still not fair,” Dick said, a pout definitely in his voice. “You've got me all relaxed and pliant...”
“Do I?” Garth questioned as he finally let his hands cup Dick's ass.
“Yes,” Dick moaned. “Massage over. Get out of that tight suit and let me touch you.”
Garth chuckled, squeezing Dick's ass. “Bossy, Dick, bossy,” he chastised as he pulled away and started to strip. “Always a leader, huh.”
Dick turned over on the cot, sitting up. “It's who I am,” he murmured, and it was almost like realization, like Dick had forgotten that part of him when he put on the Batsuit.
With that, Dick pulled Garth into a kiss, his hands roaming to help Garth peel off the Tempest suit. Once he was able to, Garth kicked off his boots and the rest of the his costume with it, standing naked as he kissed Dick. Soon, Garth climbed onto the cot, straddling Dick as they fell back onto it, kissing and pressing against each other.
Dick bucked up against Garth, moaning into the kiss. Garth's hand slid down to grasp both their erections, jerking them both. Dick slipped a hand down to lace his fingers with the Garth's to jerk them off together. Moaning into Dick's mouth as he sucks Dick's tongue, Garth reveled in the feel of his hand joined with Dick's, moving over the soft skin of their cocks.
Their pace sped up; their hands tightening around their cocks as Garth sucked on Dick's tongue, wanting to hear more of Dick's beautiful noises. He got what he wanted as Dick whimpered into the kiss, coming on their cocks and hands. With a few more hard jerks from their joined hands, Garth followed soon after.
Garth broke the kiss, so Dick could breath and panted a little himself. Dick smiled brilliantly up at him as he pulled his sticky hand up to his mouth, sucking off their mingling come from his fingers. Garth gave a little laugh as shifted, so he was half lying on Dick and half on the cot. There wasn't enough room to not be half on top of each other, but Dick didn't seem to mind the weight. Garth smiled as they laid there in a comfortable silence, just enjoying the afterglow.
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Dick, Garth
Pairing(s): Dick/Garth
Word Count: 1090
Genre: friendship/smut
Rating: R/M
Notes: This is for
ani_bester. On her list for the Five Acts/Kinks Meme, though it did not want to stay comment fic size. I picked 'massage' and Dick/Garth. XD Takes place during Garth's visit to Gotham in Titans #15, and could be canon compliant...? >>;; Not that I reference any canon past that point. XDLink: N/A
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“You're really tense. I can tell, even with all that kevlar and nomex.”
Dick gave Garth a small smile. “It's fine. Being Gotham's full time protector is just a little more intense than just when I patrolled as Nightwing,” he stated, trying to brush it off as nothing.
Being one of the original five Teen Titans, Garth knew better than that. “Take off the costume for a bit. You need to relax,” Garth stated firmly.
When Dick was about to protest, just like Garth knew he would, Garth stood up and placed a hand on Dick's cheek. “I'll strip you if I have to,” he told Dick, a light tease in his voice.
That got a little laugh from Dick. “All right, but I'm only doing this because I don't want the suit to fry you like a fish,” Dick told him as he started to click latches to remove the heavier bits of the Batsuit.
Garth rolled his eyes. “It'd take more than a few volts from that suit to fry me, Dick,” he said, ignoring the silly fish comment; at least Dick still had some playfulness in him.
Dick tossed the cape and cowl onto the computer chair before stripping off the utility belt. Garth waited patiently, scouting out the Bat Bunker for a table or a cot. He found a cot in the corner, which made it obvious that Dick slept down here sometimes.
“You'll need a full body massage, so strip off everything,” Garth said, not even looking behind him as he pulled the cot out from the corner. “You've been sleeping down here, right?”
The guilty little noise Dick made confirmed Garth's assumption. “Just a few nights,” Dick muttered.
“Then you really need this massage,” Garth stated as he turned around, motioning Dick to lie down on the cot. “I don't quite have Roy's skilled hands, but I have a bit more strength to work out all those knots you must have.”
Left in just his briefs, Dick pouted as he laid out on the cot, face down. “They can't be that bad.”
Garth chuckled as he pulled his gloves off and set them aside. He gently moved his hands across, feeling the knots in Dick's back muscles, counting them and searching for a particularly tight one before pressing it hard enough to begin to unknot it and make Dick wince.
“Can't be that bad, hm?” Garth questioned as he kept rubbing and massaging that particular knot in Dick's mid-back.
“I- ah, stand corrected,” Dick conceded. “This is going to hurt a lot isn't it?”
Humming a yes, Garth continued to press and rub until the knots in Dick's back become fewer and fewer. He massaged Dick's arms, which weren't as tense before going lower and massaging Dick's legs. When the biggest and toughest knots were out of the way, that was when the massage got better for Dick. Garth didn't want to hurt him, but it was a necessary pain. Now that the painful part of the massage was over, Garth was determined to make Dick feel loose and relaxed.
Garth slipped his hands down, massaging Dick's ass gently but firmly, pulling a moan from Dick's lips. “Want me to ditch the briefs?” Dick asked, half into the pillow and maybe a little suggestively but definitely relaxed. “You can massage me better.”
“Ditch them,” Garth decided. “Actually, let me help.”
Dick raised his ass, just so Garth could pull down the briefs without too much effort. He yanked them down Dick's legs and tossed them aside. Instead of going right back to massaging Dick's now naked ass, Garth gave a little grin and moved to massage Dick's feet instead.
Dick gave a moan of protest, even though the foot massage felt wonderful. “Gaaaarth, you're a tease,” Dick complained, a glimmer of the Robin and Nightwing he used to know.
Garth gave a little snort. “Oh? Like you aren't a living, breathing tease, Dick,” he stated teasingly as he started to run his hands up and down Dick's legs, stopping just at the swell of Dick's ass.
“Still not fair,” Dick said, a pout definitely in his voice. “You've got me all relaxed and pliant...”
“Do I?” Garth questioned as he finally let his hands cup Dick's ass.
“Yes,” Dick moaned. “Massage over. Get out of that tight suit and let me touch you.”
Garth chuckled, squeezing Dick's ass. “Bossy, Dick, bossy,” he chastised as he pulled away and started to strip. “Always a leader, huh.”
Dick turned over on the cot, sitting up. “It's who I am,” he murmured, and it was almost like realization, like Dick had forgotten that part of him when he put on the Batsuit.
With that, Dick pulled Garth into a kiss, his hands roaming to help Garth peel off the Tempest suit. Once he was able to, Garth kicked off his boots and the rest of the his costume with it, standing naked as he kissed Dick. Soon, Garth climbed onto the cot, straddling Dick as they fell back onto it, kissing and pressing against each other.
Dick bucked up against Garth, moaning into the kiss. Garth's hand slid down to grasp both their erections, jerking them both. Dick slipped a hand down to lace his fingers with the Garth's to jerk them off together. Moaning into Dick's mouth as he sucks Dick's tongue, Garth reveled in the feel of his hand joined with Dick's, moving over the soft skin of their cocks.
Their pace sped up; their hands tightening around their cocks as Garth sucked on Dick's tongue, wanting to hear more of Dick's beautiful noises. He got what he wanted as Dick whimpered into the kiss, coming on their cocks and hands. With a few more hard jerks from their joined hands, Garth followed soon after.
Garth broke the kiss, so Dick could breath and panted a little himself. Dick smiled brilliantly up at him as he pulled his sticky hand up to his mouth, sucking off their mingling come from his fingers. Garth gave a little laugh as shifted, so he was half lying on Dick and half on the cot. There wasn't enough room to not be half on top of each other, but Dick didn't seem to mind the weight. Garth smiled as they laid there in a comfortable silence, just enjoying the afterglow.
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Date: 2010-04-24 10:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-25 05:33 am (UTC)Glad you enjoyed it. <3
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Date: 2010-04-25 01:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-25 05:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-25 04:14 am (UTC)Garth was actually one of my first comic loves, actually. I've got the Tempest mini, where he takes on the identity for the first time, and I just...adored him XD
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Date: 2010-04-25 05:34 am (UTC)I need to read more of him. :/ I plan to.
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Date: 2010-04-25 06:40 am (UTC)And enjoy the unspoken understanding between the two, how everything just happens without a lot of discussion or talk. It speaks to how well the know each other and how comfortable they are with each other.
I also loved it when Garth pointed out what he had over Roy. That was perfect.
thank you so much!
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Date: 2010-04-25 05:02 pm (UTC)Heee. See, this how the original Fab Five are with each other. *shakes a fist at DC Comics for trying to ruin that* All five of 'em at this point should have that connection with each other. Life just gets in the way. Bah. XD
<3 You're welcome! I glad you liked it so much~