fic A Bargain Made
Title: A Bargain Made
Author: darthbatgirl
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Characters: Roy/Tim, Lex Luthor
Summary: Roy finds himself in Luthor's cells and Tim makes a deal
Word Count: 618
Warnings: language, references to torture, references to future non-con
A/N: written for the Roy/Tim love fest. Uses the prompt black and blue given by me_ya_ri
The manacles dug into Roy's wrists as they pulled the archer's arms over his head. His feet were spread and chained to the wall and his uniform was little more than rags. His body was a mass of black and blue bruises and he could still taste blood in his mouth.
Despite all of that, his attention was on the monitor that hung on the wall opposite of him. On the screen was a picture of Robin. Tim had been stripped of his uniform and sat naked on a bed. His head was bowed with his eyes closed and his hand laid on his knees. It almost looked like he was meditating except for the collar that fit snug around his throat with a chain attaching the collar to the head board of the bed. Roy wanted to swear, to scream, to throw himself against the chains, anything that would get to Tim's side.
“He thinks he's saving you,” came a voice from his left.
Roy glared over to where Lex Luthor was standing. He stood there looking smug in his three piece suit, not so much as a scuff of his leather shoes. “Go to hell,” he murmured.
Luthor gave a sharp laugh. “Is that all you can say? He's giving up everything for you. His freedom. His body. His dignity. All because he loves you. He's giving up everything so you might live.”
Roy shook his head, all the hate and rage he felt for Luthor clear on his face. “You lay a hand on him and there won't be a place on this Earth that you'll be safe from me.”
Luthor's chuckle was low and dangerous. “I think I'm willing to risk that. Considering that in the morning Vandel Savage will be here to take you away.”
Roy's eyes went wide. “What?!”
“I promised Tim as long as he did everything I demanded of him As long as he submitted to every whim, obeyed every command, and was meek and passive, I would keep you alive. I am a man of my word. You will not die by my hand. What Savage plans on doing with you is none of my concern.”
Roy lunged at Luthor as far as his chains will let him. “Son of a Bitch!”
Luthor gave Roy a satisfied smile and then turned his attention to the screen. “He is beautiful. Also passionate, cunning, and vicious when he needs too be. Though he allowed himself a horrible vulnerability. You. It didn't take him long to submit to me. This will be an all too satisfying evening as I make him beg for me. To make him writhe and cry out in want.”
Roy felt bile rise up and he let his drop and he whispered, “Tell me Lex, how's it going to feel that even though it's you who's touching him. We both know it's me that Tim will be thinking of?”
The blow rocked Roy's head to the side and for a moment Luthor's mask of control slipped and all the hatred he felt for Roy showed through before regaining control. “You might be right. A heavy hand right from the start would be good for Tim. Break him completely and then train properly. Yes a very good idea, thank you.”
“No!” Roy scream pulling against the chains again. “Do whatever the hell you want with me, but leave him alone. Please Luthor!”
Luthor smiled coldly as he turns to the door of the cell and waved at the monitor. “Enjoy the show Red Arrow. It'll be that last you ever see of my little bird.”