fic: Make It Work
Title: Make It Work
Characters: Kon, Tim, Dick
Rating: R-ish
Word count:Warnings: Angst, Robincest, boy sex
Note: For the dcx3the World's Finest Threesome challenge and it's x-posted there. Thanks to
iesika for the beta.
“Tim” Kon moans.
Tim smiles in response, their bodies moving together in the dark of Tim’s room. Kon’s hands are firm on Tim’s back and Tim’s fingers skitter lightly against Kon’s skin, making his breath hitch. Tim nuzzles at Kon’s neck, alternating between gentle nips and strong kisses and Kon can’t focus on keeping his TTK under control. He moves one hand to wrap around Tim’s cock, jerking in time with his thrusts, thoroughly enjoying the little keening sounds Tim was making
~
Kon just saved Dick’s life and he isn’t really sure how to thank him so instead he kisses him. Kon kisses him back, grabbing Dick by the shoulders and using his TTK to lift them both up into the air.
They’re both scared. Dick can feel it in the way Kon clings to him and kisses him hard but touches him carefully. They haven’t got long until the fight begins and they both know that they might not be coming home.
~
Tim doesn’t say anything to confirm the fact, but Dick knows that he was in love with Kon. Dick doesn’t know if they were dating, but maybe they were and it makes Dick’s heart hurt because he was the last one to be with Kon and it should have been Tim.
~
Tim drops to his knees and the vials fall to the ground, crashing on the rock floor, the liquid spilling away. Part of him is screaming for Kon, for the hope and the lost opportunity. But then Dick’s arms are around him, Dick’s voice murmuring soothing words and drowning out Tim’s internal struggle. Dick’s lips are pressed to his hair. Tim can’t hear what he is saying, but he takes comfort in the physical presence of Dick, leaning into his touch and breathing him in.
“Oh Timmy,” Dick sighs, and Tim hears that.
He can’t find words to reply, but he shifts so that he’s facing Dick, and he slowly leans up and presses his lips to Dick’s. Dick freezes in shock, but after a moment he relaxes, kissing Tim back gently and pulling him closer.
Dick doesn’t kiss like Kon.
~
Kon heads for the cave to look for Tim, he’s only seen him briefly since he came back and they haven’t had time to talk.
When he enters the cave though the first person he sees is Batman, and Kon’s heart thumps at double time until he remembers that Dick is Batman now and that’s not nearly as scary.
Batman turns around and he’s grinning with the cowl on and Kon winces because that’s probably the creepiest thing he has ever seen. Dick laughs, apparently understanding, and pulls the cowl off.
Dick’s over next to him in a few seconds and wrapping his arms around Kon’s shoulders in a right hug. And even though Kon’s looking for Tim all he can think of is that kiss out in space and then he kisses Dick.
It’s just as hard as last time but it lasts a little longer, until Dick pulls away and looks to the side, stepping back from Kon.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t...” Dick shakes his head, “I’ve got...”
“Kory?” Kon guesses.
Dick looks up, and a strange look passes across his face, “Yeah, Kory.”
~
Tim is sitting on top of the Titans Tower when he hears someone come up behind him. He turns to look and Kon is smiling at him.
“Hey Tim, we haven’t had a chance to talk,” Kon says.
Tim smile back and waits until Kon sits down next to him.
“I want to...” Kon starts, then pauses, apparently unsure, “I want to pick up where we left off?”
Tim looks down at his hands, he thinks of Dick and of the time they’ve spent together but he’s also thinking of Kon and how much it hurt when he was gone.
“I’d like that,” Tim responds softly.
Kon grins and cups Tim’s cheek in his hand, leaning in and kissing him thoroughly.
Kon doesn’t kiss like Dick.
~
Tim shifts nervously under Dick’s gaze. Tim is perched on a gargoyle about twenty feet down from the ledge where Dick is standing. He’s watching Tim intently, his face impossible to read under the cowl and the cape billowing about him.
Tim swallows nervously and tries to change his body language to look more relaxed.
Kon is back at his apartment waiting for him. Dick had invited him back to the cave after patrol.
Tim had brushed him off with some half assed excuse.
He used to be better at this, at keeping the two lives separate. The Bats and the Titans didn’t need to be mixed. He’d done it before, he’d done it with Steph and Arianna and he’d been doing it for months with Dick and Kon.
But something changed tonight. Dick knew.
Tim jumps from the gargoyle, spinning in the air and shooting off a grapple. He has two hours of patrol before he can go to Kon
~
Kon kisses Tim gently, and Tim responds with an odd sort of ferocity that Kon hasn’t seen in him before. It’s desperate and scared and it scares Kon because it makes him think that something isn’t right.
~
Dick knows that something isn’t right. Tim’s being acting stranger than usual and Dick doesn’t know what’s wrong.
He finds Tim on a nearby rooftop and sneaks up behind, shocked that he can sneak up on Tim, getting so close he can reach out and touch Tim’s arm.
Tim spins around and when he sees Dick his eyes open in fear, like he’s expecting Dick to hurt him and it makes Dick feel sick.
“Hey baby bird,” Dick tries to sooth him, “I just wanted a kiss.”
Tim smiles, relieved and leans up to kiss Dick softly. It’s a slow kiss and Dick takes him time to enjoy the taste of Tim. They’ve both been so busy they’ve hardly had time to be together. Dick’s been going crazy from want and he wonders how Tim can deal with it.
~
It’s well past midnight as Dick climbs into the window of one of Tim’s Nests. He feels guilty snooping around but he needs to know what’s been up with Tim.
He didn’t expect to find Kon asleep in Tim’s bed.
“Kon?” Dick calls out before his brain can catch up with his mouth.
Kon groans and shifts in the bed, “Timmy?”
“No Kon, it’s me,” Dick says, unconsciously slipping into his Batman growl.
Kon sits up instantly, clutching the blankets to his bare chest and staring at Dick with a mix of confusion and annoyance.
“What are you doing here?” Kon asks angrily.
“I could ask the same of you,” Dick growls back and Kon actually looks a little scared.
“Don’t. I’m not. Don’t be angry with me because I know he’s your little brother but I really love him and I would never hurt him. Please don’t kill me?” Kon mumbles quickly and Dick wonders if he picked that up from Impulse.
“Wait, you’re...” Dick has to stop and swallow around the lump in his throat, “You and Tim?”
Kon nods nervously and Dick staggers back, pressing a hand against the wall for support.
“Oh god,” he mutters.
Kon blurs out of the room in a burst of speed and comes back with clothes on, standing close to Dick and looking at him with concern.
“You okay man?” Kon asks.
He looks at Dick like he pities him and something raw and primal snaps in Dick and he pushes Kon away from him.
“How dare you! How dare you come back into his life after disappearing for so long,” Dick shouts.
Kon opens his mouth to say something, probably along the lines of ‘dude I was dead’ but Dick talks over him.
“You can’t just waltz back in here like nothing has changed! I picked up the pieces that you left behind and now he’s mine,” Dick’s voice breaks on the last word and he has to lean back against the wall again.
“He’s WHAT?” Kon practically screams at him, stalking forward and pinning Dick against the wall.
“He and I are together. After you died he came to me,” Dick says defiantly.
He feels something tightening around him, and he see’s Kon’s hands on his shoulders and realizes this is what tactile telekinesis feels like and it’s crushing him. Kon’s eyes are dark and unreadable.
Then Kon’s mouth is pressed against his, forceful and strong, prying open his mouth and Kon’s tongue brutally tasting every inch of his mouth. Kon pulls away and growls.
“You still taste like him,” Kon says.
Dick swallows nervously, “We can’t do this.”
“Can’t do what?” Kon questions even though the look on his face tells Dick he already knows the answer.
“Kory told me once,” Dick pauses and looks up at Kon who realizes what he wants and steps back, “Kory said that relationships aren’t always like they seem. Our conventions aren’t always the only way, that there are other options.”
Kon looks confused but asks, “So what, are you saying we share?”
“No, not share, because that would mean we only wanted Tim and that couldn’t work,” Dick explains, “we’d be fighting each other for him and it would tear us all apart. But it’s not like that is it? We’ve been together too.”
Kon turns away from him and sits down on the bed.
“What do we do then?” Kon asks in a tight but determined voice.
~
When Tim opens the door to his apartment to find Dick and Kon sitting on his couch he stares at them both for a second, then tries to shut the door.
Kon is too fast though, and he’s dragged inside by Kon’s hands and TTK and deposited on the couch between his two lovers.
“We know,” Dick says firmly.
Tim nods, unable to do anything else. He’s glad that Kon put him on the couch because he thinks his legs would have given out by now. He briefly considers faking his death and running away to Africa. Maybe Steph had the right idea all along.
“Don’t make me choose,” the words fall out of Tim’s mouth quickly and quietly and he clamps a hand over his mouth at the shock.
He expects both Kon and Dick to be glaring at him but they look almost gentle.
“Tim, we haven’t been entirely truthful with you,” Kon starts.
Dick continues for him, “The night that Kon died, when he and I went to fight Alex Luthor, on the way we...”
Dick trails off, looks at Kon and they both look away from Tim. There’s a thick silence in the room and Tim doesn’t know what’s going to happen next.
“This is fucked up Tim,” Kon says suddenly, “but Dick and I think we can all make it work.”
Tim frowns in confusion, “We can all make what work?”
“The three of us Timmy,” Dick lays a gentle hand on his cheek and turns him to face him, “It might be hard but I think we can make it work.”
~
Tim moans into Kon’s mouth as Dick pushes into him. Kon has one hand wrapped around Tim’s erection, stroking him slowly and the other hand running along Dick’s side, and the way that Dick is shuddering and moaning lets Tim know that he’s using his TTK to touch Dick all over.
There are limbs everywhere and Tim wonders if this would work if Dick wasn’t as acrobatic as his is and Kon didn’t have TTK to keep them all from tumbling into a messy pile half the time. But it is Dick and it is Kon and that’s what makes it work.