fic: Unwrapping Gifts
Title: Unwrapping Gifts
Author: darthbatgirl
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Characters: Kon/Tim, Cissie, Cassie, Anita
Summary: While Cissie and the rest of Young Justice plan Tim's Surprise party, Tim has another way he wants to celebrate it.
Word Count: 505
Warnings: nudity, slight bondage, humor
A/N: May drabble fill for yami_no_kaiba for the prompts of Kon/Tim, This is an odd way to celebrate a birthday - usually it's the birthday boy/girl receiving gifts, not making them!
“We need more streamers,” Cissie said as she eyed the brightly decorated room. Things were coming along nicely for Tim's surprise birthday party. It hadn't been easy at all figuring out when it was (it consisted of constantly badgering Nightwing and an accidental slip of the tongue.) Now that they knew though the girls were determined to make it the best ever.
“More streamers?” Anita blinked. “Where are you going to put them? We've covered everything in the room already.”
“Cissie's right,” Cassie agreed. “We need more green. Tim's colors are red, green, and yellow. We got plenty of red and yellow. Just need more green.”
“I've got some green streamers in my room,” Kon said as he brought in a large punch bowl and set it down. “I'll go get them.”
“Why do you have streamers in your room?” Cissie asked.
Kon shrugged and smirked, “You never know when a party is going to break out.”
Cissie shook her head, positive that there was another reason for it. “Go get them.”
Kon playfully stood at attention and gave Cissie a salute. “Yes Captain, my Captain,” and flew off to his room. When he stepped inside and flipped on the lights though he staggered back against the door frame, his eyes huge in his head and his jaw dropping.
For on his bed Tim laid spread eagle, gagged and bound to the bed, and only wearing his mask.
After a few minutes of just gawking, Kon shook his head to gather himself, due to his inner voice telling him it so wasn't cool just to stand there and gawk. His eyes darted this way and that as he didn't know where he should look. “Man Rob, this some kind of crazy Bat training thing?”
Tim humphed behind his gag and gave Kon a look.
“Hey it's not my fault! I don't know what you guys get up to in that cave,”
Tim gave Kon a look and a little growl.
“Okay, okay no kinky training sessions in the Batcave. Just maybe in my bedroom? Maybe?” Kon asked. He tentatively traced a finger up Tim's thigh, getting a shudder and a soft moan from the captive boy.
Kon raised an eyebrow, “You like that?”
Tim gave a tentative nod and a soft sigh. A look of understanding lit up Kon's eyes as his hand automatic traveled up the inside of Tim's thigh.
“Freaky little bird boy. Decided to do your own kind of party didn't you?” Kon smirked as he climbed on the bed and straddled one of Robin's legs. His hands softly petting up Tim's sides, tracing the abs with a finger, a thumb brushing across a nipple earning him a moan.
“Dude how did you even get yourself tied up like this?” Kon asked as he loosened the gag.
“Freaky Bat training of course,” Tim said with a smirk as he leaned up and took his kiss.