Bait
Title: Bait
Author: Wisia
Disclaimer: Own nothing from DC.
Rating: M
Verse: Talia!Ra’s
Characters: Tim Drake, Ra’s al Ghul, Damian Wayne
Summary: Tim faces problems with Talia!Ra’s. Enter Damian.
Warnings: Mentions of sex.
Author’s Note: Well, I don’t know. This ended up more…silly than anything else. But some brotherly bonding. Yeah.
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“Do not attempt to coddle me,” and Tim had to pause, an eyebrow raised as Damian scowled fiercely.
“What are you talking about?” He asked taking a seat next to Damian on the couch. Damian closed the book he was reading with a sharp bang.
“I thought you were, Grayson,” he confessed. “He has done more than enough to try and lift my spirits. From my mother’s passing.”
Tim smothered a chuckle at the dark frown across Damian’s face.
“Ah,” he said instead. That explained. But despite Damian’s calm demeanor, Tim’s eyes drifted to his neck, searching. There was a thin chain around his neck, the end dipping to hide beneath the collar of his shirt. Tim guessed Talia’s ring was there. Damian noticed his gaze.
“I’m not. Death is in the natural course of things.”
Tim just sighed, fingers tapping restlessly at his side. The subject reminded him why he sought out Damian. But he wasn’t sure how to bring up the question of Ra’s as Talia in a tactful manner.
“Your grandfather has been more active lately.”
And Damian looked at him with a “could you not say pointless statements everyone already knows?” There really wasn’t a tactful way to say it, and Tim groaned inwardly.
“I am aware of that, Drake. Is there a point you wish to address?”
Tim pressed his face into his hands.
“Detective, it is so good to see you again,” Ra’s purred with Talia’s voice. “How has my grandson been? I hope he is calmer now that you have taken my daughter’s ring.”
“No. Yes.” Tim slowly looked up.
He was sleeping. And then he wasn't. He groaned, pressing hips upward. Teeth biting at neck and fingers were edging into the waist of his pajama bottoms, and Tim had never felt so needy. So hot in his life. And that clued him in. To the person that entered his hotel room.
Damian was unconvinced. “Drake.”
“Your grandfather’s attempts to seduce me while in your mother’s body are highly disturbing.”
“I’m not Jason.”
“I am aware of that, Timothy, believe me.”
And Talia slipped a leg between his…
Damian, however, didn’t blink.
“Is that all?” And he opened his book to resume reading.
“Aren’t you concerned about this?”
“Tt-I’m quite aware of my grandfather’s attempts to seduce you.” It went unspoken that Damian would probably kill Ra’s the moment he could. Or maim rather, Batman’s “no kill” rule in the air.
“Right,” Tim said. There was a pause, and then Damian continued. “I was considering having you serve as an intermediary between my grandfather and me.”
Tim absorbed that statement-
“I’m not going to be your bait so you can hunt your grandfather.”
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