Fic: Immortal Understanding
Title: Immortal Understanding
Pairing: Dick/Tim
Rating: R
Prompt: Vampires
Notes: Dick's POV, angst. This is for my au_abc chart.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the DC characters.
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It wasn't my original intention to do this to him. Turn him into one of us; a vampire. To make him mine in a way no one else can have him. But I have no real regrets about it, because he’s apart of us now.
The family now consists of Alfred, the oldest vampire, Bruce's servant, and inevitably the strongest of us all; Bruce, born vampire, taken me in after my parent's death, and turned me into one of the deadliest slayers; Jason, who we thought died, only to find him as one of the Joker's werewolf slaves; Barbara, who allowed Bruce to turn her after her father's brutal murder; Cassandra, born a werewolf; and Tim, my stalker and now lover.
I remember how we first met, Tim and me. At the time, I was grieving over Jason's 'death,' and was just starting out as my own slayer. I felt betrayed by Bruce, because his taking Jason in and practically trying to mold him into another me made me think I was just a slave that could be replaced. So when Tim urged me to go back to the one that turned me, I refused.
I don't hurt humans as a rule, unless they are trying to hurt me or someone I care for, but Tim started to push my limits as he persisted in getting me to go back. He claimed Bruce needed my help, especially after what had happened with Jason.
My suspicions were more than piqued, and I demanded to know how he knew anything about me or Bruce. In a controlled voice, he told me everything.
Apparently, he had admired me since he was four. He had seen me perform in the circus with my parents, and was there that fateful day they died. Having memorized my moves, he figured out I was the original Robin who went out to help Batman slay the vampires.
There was something different about me though, and he admitted it took him a while to conclude that I had been turned into one of them by Bruce. And his explanation of what he knew didn’t stop there.
Tim knew of my affair with Roy, or Speedy, the human slayer from Star City, and how it failed due to Green Arrow’s distrust of Batman.
I felt torn at this information, and didn’t know what to do.
Thankfully, I had a rational side, and sent Tim off to Wayne Manor. Let Bruce deal with this situation.
Imagine my surprise and anger when I learned of a new Robin in Gotham. It was Jason all over again, and I was not going to let someone else die!
I realize, now, that Tim got what he wanted especially when I found myself back in the cave exchanging short words with Bruce. He was proving to be just as manipulative and creepy as my mentor. But oddly, he wanted to stay human.
Doing some stalking of my own, I discovered his family, or at least his father, was still alive. So he had to be human to keep up appearances, or at least that’s what I thought.
As time went by, I got used to Tim, and he somehow got Bruce and me to talk again. Also, werewolves seemed to flock to him, which I found more than amusing. We then felt assured he’d be protected by Cassandra if not Kon.
I thought it was really funny how Tim got embarrassed every time they turned into their beast selves and rubbed on him, causing him to blush. It was a good thing Kal-El only did that to Bruce. Otherwise, I’m sure it would be even more embarrassing for him.
It was then fate kicked in, and Tim’s natural appeal to werewolves grabbed the attention of Jason. He had been turned, and was placed in dogfights with other lycans. If it hadn’t been for Tim, we wouldn’t have found out. But saving Jason didn’t go without a price.
Some of the vampires there found out Robin was human, and had his scent tracked down to the Drake home. His father didn’t stand a chance.
At the funeral, I waited in the shadows then by Tim’s side, knowing there would be other vampires waiting for him. The rain that day was a perfect cover for them, but thankfully, Batman helped provide our means of escape.
Our journey abroad was intimate to say the least, because Tim was grieving, and needed someone there for him. Being the affectionate type, I embraced him when I thought it was necessary. He seemed to appreciate it, and would come into my bed to sleep in my arms.
After a while, it became obvious to me that Tim wanted to go further than hugging, but I held back. I was afraid of what I’d do to him. The fact that he stalked me for years didn’t register in my head, until we were found by one of our enemies.
The odds were stacked against us fifty to two, but being the experienced slayers that we were, we handled them. Having Kon randomly pop up and attack helped too; Cass wasn’t far behind. The lichens had been stalking us the entire time, so neither Tim nor I would be seriously hurt.
To our surprise, however, he had been injured, in fact severely so. One of the vampires had managed to slash him across the stomach, causing massive bleeding.
I’ll never forget how panicked I felt those three days Tim laid unconscious in his hospital room. I paced constantly on the rooftop right above it.
When he finally woke, there was such a loving look in his eyes. I didn’t understand why, even when he said that he dreamt of me. Being the idiot that I am, he proceeded to explain, again, why he had been following me around for so long.
“You may find this hard to believe, but when I was four and met you for the first time, I knew I was in love with you. I wanted to be apart of your life in any way possible, even when I found out you were a vampire, I still wanted to be with you.”
“That’s why I haven’t let Bruce turn me. I want you to be the one,” he finished softly.
It took all my resolve to resist, but I finally gave into embracing him and claiming his lips with my own. He wanted me to be his master, and I was more than willing to grant him his desire, in more ways than one.
I had us wait till he was healed enough to handle the strain the transformation would take on him. He grew impatient, and my sexual teasing was of no help. He was amply rewarded for his wait.
That night, I started out with my usual teasing, only this time I let my hands roam where they hadn’t before, and grasped his cock in a firm hold. I watched in delight as just a few simple jerks from my hand had him shaking. My other hand continued to explore the rest of his naked form, while my mouth gave a series of kisses all around Tim’s jaw line and throat.
Tim began to understand that the foreplay was a distraction for when I bit him, and leaned his head to the side, leaving his neck open and waiting for me to do so. Both of us knew it would be too strenuous if we continued after the bite, but I did not want to stop.
So turning his head gently towards me, I claimed, “I plan on taking more than just your humanity, Tim, for I love you as you love me, and wish to show you what pleasures await you once you are mine completely.”
From there it became intense, as he replied to my words in a desperate kiss, and we forgot about the bite for the time being. So badly I wanted him to moan and writhe for me, that I relentlessly finger-fucked him. Waiting till he begged for more. He got what he wanted, and then some.
The lubricant used in preparation made it that much easier for me to thrust in and out at a strong and steady pace. It took just a few thrusts, however, to get us both to reach our limit and cum. And at that moment, I bit him.
Bruce wasn’t at all surprised by what we had done when we came back. He merely smiled, and welcomed Tim into the family.
-End
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This is unbeta-ed, so feel free to point out any grammar or spelling errors.
Pairing: Dick/Tim
Rating: R
Prompt: Vampires
Notes: Dick's POV, angst. This is for my au_abc chart.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the DC characters.
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It wasn't my original intention to do this to him. Turn him into one of us; a vampire. To make him mine in a way no one else can have him. But I have no real regrets about it, because he’s apart of us now.
The family now consists of Alfred, the oldest vampire, Bruce's servant, and inevitably the strongest of us all; Bruce, born vampire, taken me in after my parent's death, and turned me into one of the deadliest slayers; Jason, who we thought died, only to find him as one of the Joker's werewolf slaves; Barbara, who allowed Bruce to turn her after her father's brutal murder; Cassandra, born a werewolf; and Tim, my stalker and now lover.
I remember how we first met, Tim and me. At the time, I was grieving over Jason's 'death,' and was just starting out as my own slayer. I felt betrayed by Bruce, because his taking Jason in and practically trying to mold him into another me made me think I was just a slave that could be replaced. So when Tim urged me to go back to the one that turned me, I refused.
I don't hurt humans as a rule, unless they are trying to hurt me or someone I care for, but Tim started to push my limits as he persisted in getting me to go back. He claimed Bruce needed my help, especially after what had happened with Jason.
My suspicions were more than piqued, and I demanded to know how he knew anything about me or Bruce. In a controlled voice, he told me everything.
Apparently, he had admired me since he was four. He had seen me perform in the circus with my parents, and was there that fateful day they died. Having memorized my moves, he figured out I was the original Robin who went out to help Batman slay the vampires.
There was something different about me though, and he admitted it took him a while to conclude that I had been turned into one of them by Bruce. And his explanation of what he knew didn’t stop there.
Tim knew of my affair with Roy, or Speedy, the human slayer from Star City, and how it failed due to Green Arrow’s distrust of Batman.
I felt torn at this information, and didn’t know what to do.
Thankfully, I had a rational side, and sent Tim off to Wayne Manor. Let Bruce deal with this situation.
Imagine my surprise and anger when I learned of a new Robin in Gotham. It was Jason all over again, and I was not going to let someone else die!
I realize, now, that Tim got what he wanted especially when I found myself back in the cave exchanging short words with Bruce. He was proving to be just as manipulative and creepy as my mentor. But oddly, he wanted to stay human.
Doing some stalking of my own, I discovered his family, or at least his father, was still alive. So he had to be human to keep up appearances, or at least that’s what I thought.
As time went by, I got used to Tim, and he somehow got Bruce and me to talk again. Also, werewolves seemed to flock to him, which I found more than amusing. We then felt assured he’d be protected by Cassandra if not Kon.
I thought it was really funny how Tim got embarrassed every time they turned into their beast selves and rubbed on him, causing him to blush. It was a good thing Kal-El only did that to Bruce. Otherwise, I’m sure it would be even more embarrassing for him.
It was then fate kicked in, and Tim’s natural appeal to werewolves grabbed the attention of Jason. He had been turned, and was placed in dogfights with other lycans. If it hadn’t been for Tim, we wouldn’t have found out. But saving Jason didn’t go without a price.
Some of the vampires there found out Robin was human, and had his scent tracked down to the Drake home. His father didn’t stand a chance.
At the funeral, I waited in the shadows then by Tim’s side, knowing there would be other vampires waiting for him. The rain that day was a perfect cover for them, but thankfully, Batman helped provide our means of escape.
Our journey abroad was intimate to say the least, because Tim was grieving, and needed someone there for him. Being the affectionate type, I embraced him when I thought it was necessary. He seemed to appreciate it, and would come into my bed to sleep in my arms.
After a while, it became obvious to me that Tim wanted to go further than hugging, but I held back. I was afraid of what I’d do to him. The fact that he stalked me for years didn’t register in my head, until we were found by one of our enemies.
The odds were stacked against us fifty to two, but being the experienced slayers that we were, we handled them. Having Kon randomly pop up and attack helped too; Cass wasn’t far behind. The lichens had been stalking us the entire time, so neither Tim nor I would be seriously hurt.
To our surprise, however, he had been injured, in fact severely so. One of the vampires had managed to slash him across the stomach, causing massive bleeding.
I’ll never forget how panicked I felt those three days Tim laid unconscious in his hospital room. I paced constantly on the rooftop right above it.
When he finally woke, there was such a loving look in his eyes. I didn’t understand why, even when he said that he dreamt of me. Being the idiot that I am, he proceeded to explain, again, why he had been following me around for so long.
“You may find this hard to believe, but when I was four and met you for the first time, I knew I was in love with you. I wanted to be apart of your life in any way possible, even when I found out you were a vampire, I still wanted to be with you.”
“That’s why I haven’t let Bruce turn me. I want you to be the one,” he finished softly.
It took all my resolve to resist, but I finally gave into embracing him and claiming his lips with my own. He wanted me to be his master, and I was more than willing to grant him his desire, in more ways than one.
I had us wait till he was healed enough to handle the strain the transformation would take on him. He grew impatient, and my sexual teasing was of no help. He was amply rewarded for his wait.
That night, I started out with my usual teasing, only this time I let my hands roam where they hadn’t before, and grasped his cock in a firm hold. I watched in delight as just a few simple jerks from my hand had him shaking. My other hand continued to explore the rest of his naked form, while my mouth gave a series of kisses all around Tim’s jaw line and throat.
Tim began to understand that the foreplay was a distraction for when I bit him, and leaned his head to the side, leaving his neck open and waiting for me to do so. Both of us knew it would be too strenuous if we continued after the bite, but I did not want to stop.
So turning his head gently towards me, I claimed, “I plan on taking more than just your humanity, Tim, for I love you as you love me, and wish to show you what pleasures await you once you are mine completely.”
From there it became intense, as he replied to my words in a desperate kiss, and we forgot about the bite for the time being. So badly I wanted him to moan and writhe for me, that I relentlessly finger-fucked him. Waiting till he begged for more. He got what he wanted, and then some.
The lubricant used in preparation made it that much easier for me to thrust in and out at a strong and steady pace. It took just a few thrusts, however, to get us both to reach our limit and cum. And at that moment, I bit him.
Bruce wasn’t at all surprised by what we had done when we came back. He merely smiled, and welcomed Tim into the family.
-End
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This is unbeta-ed, so feel free to point out any grammar or spelling errors.