Almost like a "How to" guide ...
Ever wondered what to do with a bound and complacent Dick (Grayson)?
[Bruce/Dick: Bound - Sunday afternoon - Bruce's Bedroom. Dick's chained himself to the bed and is waiting for Bruce to find him]
Bruce: * walks in to see Dick handcuffed to his bed, pauses, and stares inquisitively*
Dick: *smiles sheepishly and wiggles a bit on the bed* Uh.... Hi. Um ... little help? *said laughingly*
Bruce: I... *tries to refrain from smiling* I suppose I could... but first... could I ask how exactly you got yourself into this little predicament?
Dick: Ahhh, are you going to believe it if I say "training"?
Bruce: *shakes his head slightly, but his tone is much more definitive* No.
Dick: *laughs and blushes* okay, are you going to believe it if I say "I wanted to see the look on your face"?
Bruce: *folds his arms, but is still trying to refrain from smiling* And? Were you satisfied with the result you got?
Dick: *shrugs lightly, smirking* It was fun to see the look on your face ... *trails off, then a little fumblingly removes the cuffs from his wrists, rubbing them slightly, smiling but not moving from Bruce's bed*
Bruce: *eyes narrow, his tone somewhere between playful and authoritative* I didn't tell you to take them off.
Dick: *eyebrows raise*
Bruce: *glares* Are you going to put them back on? Or do I have to do it for you? *serious expression but a playful glint in his eyes* Because I don't think that you want me to have to put them on you. *coyly threatening*
Dick: *smirks lightly* What if I don't want them on? *mock defiantly*
Bruce: *smirks and approaches him* Then you shouldn't have come in here with them in the first place. *takes the handcuffs from Dick, stares down at him* Lie down.
Dick: *gives a dramatic sigh, then complies, looking up at Bruce expectantly*
Bruce: *crawls over him, lifting Dick's arms to the headboard and cuffing him to it, making the cuffs a bit tighter than Dick had them before*
Dick: *winces a bit* You know, these things aren't exactly made for comfort ... you're going to have to make sure to distract me enough not to whine through … whatever you're going to do to me.
Bruce: I warned you that you'd have to pay if you made me put them back on you. *speaking softly into Dick's ear, then yanks him down more spread across the middle of the bed* You knew there would be consequences.
Dick: *shivers a little at Bruce's voice, and winces again as he's spread on the bed* So, what? this is punishment?
Bruce: Maybe. *purposely ambiguous* Why did you take them off?
Dick: *tries to shrug again* Figured maybe this was the wrong time ... or something.
Bruce: *pulls back and just looks into Dick's eyes with love* When I walked in, you said you saw my face. Did something in my expression say to you that it was the wrong time?
Dick: *gives a half smile and looks away* Not that I recall ...
Bruce: *turns Dick's face back towards him* Then why the change of agenda?
Dick: *looks at Bruce for a long moment, and then pushes up to kiss him before breaking away* Let's just call it a moment of weakness.
Bruce: Moment of weakness... *spoken as if considering that for a moment* Want to know what I think?
Dick: Sure. *laughs* Not like I can go anywhere. *Smiles to let Bruce know he's joking*
Bruce: I think... *settling between Dick's legs and pressing his hips against Dick* that if I were going to handcuff myself to your bed, I'd take my clothes off first. And there'd be begging involved. *grazing Dick's lips* Unabashed, unrestrained begging.
Dick: *groans slightly* I figured you could handle the clothes ... part of the fun ... and the begging ... well, I've got a feeling that's ... probably not far off.
Bruce: *smiles into Dick's lips* You should always start with begging. It's what makes the concept of being bound so intensely appealing. *looking into Dick's eyes as he graciously offers this advice*
Dick: *voice becomes slightly husky* Please, Bruce ... *arches his lower body up into Bruce, rubbing as much as he can manage*
Bruce: *presses down into Dick's body, moans, then pulls back so he can undo Dick's jeans; he starts to lower them over his hips*
Dick: *watches Bruce through his eyelashes and pushes up again, his hands clenching into fists* You know, these cuffs are going to get irritating...
Bruce: *takes the key, and loosens them a bit, but then leans down to Dick's ear, whispering* Don't hesitate again. Don't disobey me again. When I ask you what your doing, you're only answer... *strokes Dick's cheek* is me.
Dick: *laughs lightly* That's going to be surprisingly easy ...
Bruce: *unbuttons Dick's shirt slowly and peels it wide open to expose as much skin as possible, and then Bruce sits up and stares at Dick, sighing a bit* And you might want to at least be shirtless. It makes this a little easier. *slides down Dick's legs and pulls the jeans down with his underwear*
Dick: *smiles* I'm sure you can improvise. Plus, what you're doing now makes up for not being totally naked ... Some clothes during sex can be
... stimulating...
Bruce: *raises an eyebrow* Oh really? *runs his hand up over Dick's shirt and pushes the material up over his chest again, finding and circling a nipple with his thumb, massaging it through the shirt*
Dick: *arches up* Oh, yeah ... Bruce, please ...
Bruce: *brushes his lips against the material, biting gently at the nipple beneath it* Please what?
Dick: Please, anything ... just anything....
Bruce: *pulls back, takes off his own shirt and then his own pants, making sure that Dick is watching the whole time* I'm going to ask again. And you're going to think about it and you're going to give me an answer. *speaking softly, seductive but firm* Tell me exactly what you want me to do.
Dick: *sighs softly and closes his eyes* I want you to make me scream. Suck me ... lick me...fuck me. Make me feel you.
Bruce: *moans deeply, presses hard into Dick, then speaks into Dick's skin* I will always give you everything and anything you want. *licks down Dick's chest, following a line down his abdomen to his cock, then wrapping his mouth around it in full*
Dick: *squeezes his eyes shut even tighter for a second, then opens them, moaning Bruce's name and trusting up almost franticly* Fuck. God, I missed this ... I love you ...
Bruce: *sucks harder and faster, relentless until Dick comes in his mouth; he
releases Dick's cock and kisses a trail up to Dick's lips, then kisses him deeply* I love you. There are just no other words than that.
Dick: *kisses Bruce and wraps his legs around Bruce's hips*
[End scene]
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[Bruce/Dick: Bound - Sunday afternoon - Bruce's Bedroom. Dick's chained himself to the bed and is waiting for Bruce to find him]
Bruce: * walks in to see Dick handcuffed to his bed, pauses, and stares inquisitively*
Dick: *smiles sheepishly and wiggles a bit on the bed* Uh.... Hi. Um ... little help? *said laughingly*
Bruce: I... *tries to refrain from smiling* I suppose I could... but first... could I ask how exactly you got yourself into this little predicament?
Dick: Ahhh, are you going to believe it if I say "training"?
Bruce: *shakes his head slightly, but his tone is much more definitive* No.
Dick: *laughs and blushes* okay, are you going to believe it if I say "I wanted to see the look on your face"?
Bruce: *folds his arms, but is still trying to refrain from smiling* And? Were you satisfied with the result you got?
Dick: *shrugs lightly, smirking* It was fun to see the look on your face ... *trails off, then a little fumblingly removes the cuffs from his wrists, rubbing them slightly, smiling but not moving from Bruce's bed*
Bruce: *eyes narrow, his tone somewhere between playful and authoritative* I didn't tell you to take them off.
Dick: *eyebrows raise*
Bruce: *glares* Are you going to put them back on? Or do I have to do it for you? *serious expression but a playful glint in his eyes* Because I don't think that you want me to have to put them on you. *coyly threatening*
Dick: *smirks lightly* What if I don't want them on? *mock defiantly*
Bruce: *smirks and approaches him* Then you shouldn't have come in here with them in the first place. *takes the handcuffs from Dick, stares down at him* Lie down.
Dick: *gives a dramatic sigh, then complies, looking up at Bruce expectantly*
Bruce: *crawls over him, lifting Dick's arms to the headboard and cuffing him to it, making the cuffs a bit tighter than Dick had them before*
Dick: *winces a bit* You know, these things aren't exactly made for comfort ... you're going to have to make sure to distract me enough not to whine through … whatever you're going to do to me.
Bruce: I warned you that you'd have to pay if you made me put them back on you. *speaking softly into Dick's ear, then yanks him down more spread across the middle of the bed* You knew there would be consequences.
Dick: *shivers a little at Bruce's voice, and winces again as he's spread on the bed* So, what? this is punishment?
Bruce: Maybe. *purposely ambiguous* Why did you take them off?
Dick: *tries to shrug again* Figured maybe this was the wrong time ... or something.
Bruce: *pulls back and just looks into Dick's eyes with love* When I walked in, you said you saw my face. Did something in my expression say to you that it was the wrong time?
Dick: *gives a half smile and looks away* Not that I recall ...
Bruce: *turns Dick's face back towards him* Then why the change of agenda?
Dick: *looks at Bruce for a long moment, and then pushes up to kiss him before breaking away* Let's just call it a moment of weakness.
Bruce: Moment of weakness... *spoken as if considering that for a moment* Want to know what I think?
Dick: Sure. *laughs* Not like I can go anywhere. *Smiles to let Bruce know he's joking*
Bruce: I think... *settling between Dick's legs and pressing his hips against Dick* that if I were going to handcuff myself to your bed, I'd take my clothes off first. And there'd be begging involved. *grazing Dick's lips* Unabashed, unrestrained begging.
Dick: *groans slightly* I figured you could handle the clothes ... part of the fun ... and the begging ... well, I've got a feeling that's ... probably not far off.
Bruce: *smiles into Dick's lips* You should always start with begging. It's what makes the concept of being bound so intensely appealing. *looking into Dick's eyes as he graciously offers this advice*
Dick: *voice becomes slightly husky* Please, Bruce ... *arches his lower body up into Bruce, rubbing as much as he can manage*
Bruce: *presses down into Dick's body, moans, then pulls back so he can undo Dick's jeans; he starts to lower them over his hips*
Dick: *watches Bruce through his eyelashes and pushes up again, his hands clenching into fists* You know, these cuffs are going to get irritating...
Bruce: *takes the key, and loosens them a bit, but then leans down to Dick's ear, whispering* Don't hesitate again. Don't disobey me again. When I ask you what your doing, you're only answer... *strokes Dick's cheek* is me.
Dick: *laughs lightly* That's going to be surprisingly easy ...
Bruce: *unbuttons Dick's shirt slowly and peels it wide open to expose as much skin as possible, and then Bruce sits up and stares at Dick, sighing a bit* And you might want to at least be shirtless. It makes this a little easier. *slides down Dick's legs and pulls the jeans down with his underwear*
Dick: *smiles* I'm sure you can improvise. Plus, what you're doing now makes up for not being totally naked ... Some clothes during sex can be
... stimulating...
Bruce: *raises an eyebrow* Oh really? *runs his hand up over Dick's shirt and pushes the material up over his chest again, finding and circling a nipple with his thumb, massaging it through the shirt*
Dick: *arches up* Oh, yeah ... Bruce, please ...
Bruce: *brushes his lips against the material, biting gently at the nipple beneath it* Please what?
Dick: Please, anything ... just anything....
Bruce: *pulls back, takes off his own shirt and then his own pants, making sure that Dick is watching the whole time* I'm going to ask again. And you're going to think about it and you're going to give me an answer. *speaking softly, seductive but firm* Tell me exactly what you want me to do.
Dick: *sighs softly and closes his eyes* I want you to make me scream. Suck me ... lick me...fuck me. Make me feel you.
Bruce: *moans deeply, presses hard into Dick, then speaks into Dick's skin* I will always give you everything and anything you want. *licks down Dick's chest, following a line down his abdomen to his cock, then wrapping his mouth around it in full*
Dick: *squeezes his eyes shut even tighter for a second, then opens them, moaning Bruce's name and trusting up almost franticly* Fuck. God, I missed this ... I love you ...
Bruce: *sucks harder and faster, relentless until Dick comes in his mouth; he
releases Dick's cock and kisses a trail up to Dick's lips, then kisses him deeply* I love you. There are just no other words than that.
Dick: *kisses Bruce and wraps his legs around Bruce's hips*
[End scene]
Bruce's Post (patriciangothic)
Momentum
Dick's post(flyingknight)
Things move forward between Bruce and I
Both thequeenofcats and ace_reporter have updated recently as well.
Comments always welcome!