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  Fandom:
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  Relationship:
      Dick_Grayson/Tiger
  Character:
      Dick_Grayson, Tiger_(DCU), Koriand'r_(DCU), Random_Unnamed_Jerk
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      love_with_him, Dorks_in_Love, Alcohol, Not_a_lot_tho, Boyfriends,
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      Dirty_Talk
  Series:
      Part 1 of Gotham_North_Public_High_School
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-24 Completed: 2017-11-25 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 4294
****** Glitter/ The Party Incident ******
by octopusaliencowboy
Summary
     Dick has a plan, and it goes like this: Go to the party, get drunk,
     dance, have sex with his boyfriend. Act like a couple of regular
     teenagers for once in their damn lives. Tiger goes along with it
     because he's stupidly in love with this idiot.
     (Part of an actually super detailed and plotty hs au I plan to write,
     so stay tuned)
     (smut is in chapter two)
Notes
     I came up with this idea literally because of that one time my gf
     used this one bathbomb from lush that made her skin all gold and
     glittery and I felt my entire soul leave my body so guess what now
     Tiger also gets to experience that feeling happy birthday Tiger
     (listen if I want to go to great lengths to describe Dick's outfit I
     fucking can okay?
***** The party *****
Dick did a little spin in the artificial light of the manor’s foyer. He had
managed to talk Tiger into going to an actual high school party with him,
insisting that they act like a typical teenage couple, at least for one night.
“So, how do I look?” Tiger’s ridiculous boyfriend asked, grinning. And for the
record, Tiger thought he looked amazing. Dick was wearing a pair of tight, low
waist dark gray jeans that were ripped all up and down, revealing hairless legs
and large, white fishnets that came up to his newly pierced belly button. His
sheer blue crop top barely descended past his pecs and hid absolutely nothing.
He wore two matching gold bands on his wrists and a third around his ankle, and
to top it all off he wore giant gold hoop earrings and a fucking collar that
had no tags, but it did look like there was a- yep. Yeah, that was definitely a
fucking gold cock ring attached to the collar in lieu of a tag. Dick wore no
makeup save some clear shiny lipgloss, but then he didn't really need any
because his entire body was covered in subtle gold glitter. Dick must have had
a bath in getting ready for tonight, because Tiger knew exactly which bath bomb
Dick favoured that gave him that exact effect.
Tiger felt like he might spontaneously combust right there in his boyfriend's
foyer. Dick was dressed more like he was going to a rave than a simple high
school party, but it was also the hottest thing he had ever laid eyes on. Not
that he could voice that out loud, though.
“You look… good. I suppose.” Is what he said instead. Not to mention that Tiger
felt like if he actually said out loud that he found Bruce Wayne's oldest son
the sexiest thing on the damn planet in his own home the billionaire himself
might magically appear and kill him on sight, business trip or no.
Dick just laughed, skipping over and linking their arms. “So here's the plan,”
he said. “We're going to go to that party, dance, have a great time. Then I’m
going to get drunk, and you're gonna take me up to a room and we're going to
have incredible sex. Got it?” In the background, one of Dick’s brothers
overheard, gagging a little bit. Dick seemed to always forget the concept of an
inside voice whenever it could possibly make for an awkward situation
Tiger nodded, barely flushed at the blatant mention of sex. At least on the
outside. He had been a virgin when he met Dick, and was still pretty bashful
about actually talking about sex. He'd rather speak with actions rather than
words, but Dick always insisted on ‘proper communication’. Dick was right in
that, though, especially in this scenario. If they were planning on having sex
while one of them was drunk, then Tiger knew he’d have to have Dick’s consent
before that happened. It wasn’t as if Dick could consent while drunk, and the
fact that they were dating didn’t change anything, consent isn’t automatic just
because two people are already in a relationship.
“Let's go, then.” Dick smiled, and kept smiling throughout the entire drive to
the party. Tiger parked less than a block away from the house. It was being
hosted by some middle class fuckboy that Tiger didn’t know or care about, in a
large suburban house that seemed to be shaking with the volume that they were
blasting the music. It really wasn’t where Tiger would ideally spend his
Saturday night, but it was what Dick wanted to do and Tiger found he was having
a harder and harder time resisting Dick Grayson. The boy in question grabbed
him by the hand and dragged him inside. He made a dash straight for the
kitchen, grabbed a bottle of vodka and immediately started chugging.
“Hey! Slow down, you idiot, what do you think you’re doing?” Tiger snatched the
bottle out of his boyfriend's hands, shouting to be heard over the thumping
bass. Dick flashed him an excited, mad grin, dragging him through the sea of
sweaty teenage bodies once again.
“It’s fine, Tig! Besides, even if I do do something stupid, I have you to watch
over me, don’t I?”
Tiger let out a long suffering sigh, watching the glitter dance on Dick’s skin
in the flashing lights as he danced. How he got roped into this, he didn’t
know. What he did know was that Dick was going to defy all odds to find some
way to get into trouble, and Tiger was going to have to save his ass, acting so
put-upon the whole time. It would be fake, though, because Tiger knew even then
he’d do anything for Dick.
God, he was totally, completely, stupidly in love at only seventeen. What had
his life become?
Over the course of an hour Tiger found himself having to assert his dominance
over more than a few people who tried to dance with Dick via glaring and
growling. Dick made fun of him for that, saying he was acting like an actual,
real tiger. Tiger ignored him; he had made that quip before, and the growing
amounts of alcohol had slowed Dick’s usual wit. When the alcohol also made Dick
start to stumble a few times, he led them back into the kitchen and filled a
large glass with water from the tap.
“Here, drink.” Tiger shoved the full glass into Dick’s hands, then stopped to
take a breath himself in the less crowded kitchen. Dick set the glass down on
the counter once he was done, leaning into Tiger’s side.
“Thanks Tony. For everything.” Dick smiled, placing a big, sloppy kiss on
Tiger’s cheek. Tiger sighed, fighting off a blush. His boyfriend was always
either a clingy or emotional drunk, sometimes both. Usually both. And a
lightweight. Hopefully the water would help balance out his system. Tiger was
certain Dick still planned on ending the night with sex, and that wasn’t going
to happen if he was puking all over the place.
“Of course, idiot.” Dick hummed, kissing his cheek again. He had to reach up a
little to do it; while they had started off at a similar height, Tiger had had
a growth spurt recently and Dick hadn’t. Suddenly Dick perked up, waving at
someone just stepping into the kitchen.
“Hey, Kory! Kory, over here!” He shouted.
The girl in question, one of Dick’s best friends, approached them, laughing all
the way.
“I see you, Dick. Tiger,” She said, nodding to them both. Dick laughed
heartily, leaving Tiger’s side in favour of wrapping his friend up in a tight
hug. He buried his face in her chest, which was really not hard at all as Kory
was already a tall girl, and the six-inch heels she was wearing made her tower
over practically everyone else there. Dick barely came up to her shoulder like
this. He giggled happily, and Tiger barely suppressed a roll of his eyes at his
boyfriend’s antics. Kory just laughed, wrapping her own dark skinned arms
around the drunk, bubbly boy. Not a single flash of jealousy went through Tiger
at the sight like it might have once. He’d learned that Dick was extremely
tactile with everyone he knew, and that all that matters is it’s Tiger he
loves. Which was never doubted by anyone, with how often he expressed it.
Kory turned her bright eyes to Tiger next. “Hey, me and a couple of other
people are going to go to Roy’s after for a sleepover, do you guys want to
come?” Tiger was about to respond with a polite no thank you when Dick finally
emerged from his friend’s bosom.
“No thanks,” He chirped. “Tigger and I already have plans.”
“Oh, really?” Kory smirked like she already knew. “Like what?”
Tiger was about to say it was none of her business when Dick jumped in again,
wrapping his arms around Tiger’s waist and holding on tightly.
“We’re gonna fuck.” He exclaimed, once again losing any and all inclination
towards things like subtlety, or an acceptable volume of voice, and proving
that that glass of water hadn’t been so effective at sobering him up after all.
This time, Tiger couldn’t fight off the blush. Kory just laughed.
“Well, that sounds fun,” She said. “I will leave you two alone, then.” Then she
walked off, throwing a wink over her shoulder for good measure. Dick waved
until she was out of sight, then turned to his boyfriend.
“I have to pee,” He said, walking off. “Brb.” Tiger groaned inwardly. This is
it, he thought. Somewhere between leaving for the bathroom and coming back from
the bathroom, Dick was going to get himself into some sort of trouble. It
happened way too often for any single time to have been a fluke.Tiger gave Dick
ten minutes in his head to get back, give or take a couple of minutes depending
on the traffic. Any longer than that and he would go look for him.
As he waited, Tiger mused to himself what the incident would be named this
time. There was already a Bathroom Incident, along with The Pasta Incident, The
Baby Brother Incident, The Seagull Incident, The Lady Gaga Incident, and The
Denny’s Incident. Maybe his idiot boyfriend would somehow fall down the stairs,
and Dick could call it The Stairs Incident. Although the idea of Dick actually
falling down anything was highly unlikely; even in his drunkest state Dick’s
aerialistic background left him with a sense of grace that most could only hope
to achieve.
Once ten minutes had passed Tiger pushed away from the kitchen counter, dodging
a couple that was taking PDA to the next level. As he entered the hall that led
to the bathroom he heard shouting, turning the corner just in time to see Dick
punch a guy right in the face. The guy sprang right back up and made to return
the favour, Dick himself looking like he was about to get another punch in when
Tiger reached them, forcefully shoving the two boys apart.
“What the hell is going on here!?”
The unnamed guy pushed forward and Tiger had to shove him back harder,
snarling. “You should keep your bitch on a tighter leash!” He spat. But before
Tiger could even think of responding to that Dick cried out lividly, clutching
the firm arm holding him back. “He called me a gypsy freak!” A split second
passed while Tiger’s eyes darted between the two, then suddenly came to a
decision.
The decision being punching the bastard himself, probably knocking at least a
few teeth out, and throwing in a kick or two once he was down, just for good
measure. He grabbed Dick’s arm and dragged him away from the scene in a brief
reversal of roles. Tiger didn't like or want to cause drama, but that guy
deserved it. He and Dick booked it up the stairs before the guy could follow
them, finally coming into a less crowded hallway.
***** All according to schedule *****
Chapter Summary
     this is porn. It's porn. I wrote porn. p o r n.
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
They fell into a random empty room, shutting the door behind them. Tiger felt a
sense of relief in seeing that the door had a lock. He looked around the room,
judging that by the the clean and inoffensive, almost barren, decor, the made
bed and empty closet, this must be the guest room.
What luck.
Tiger walked over to the bed where Dick was sitting, nursing his bruised
knuckles. He grabbed the other boy's hand, checking it over, and finding no
permanent damage. Carefully he pressed a kiss to each knuckle, drawing a light
laugh from his boyfriend.
“I always knew you were secretly a total sap.”
Tiger scowled. “Shut up, idiot,” he said, still not letting go of Dick’s hand.
“Are you alright?”
Dick sighed. “I'm fine, Tiger baby. It'll take more than a few ignorant words
from a stupid asshole to get me down. Besides,” he chirped, signaling the
serious moment to be over. “Look where we are! Perfect timing, right?” He said,
kicking off his shoes, the other boy quickly doing the same.
Tiger smirked. “Indeed.” Dick rolled his eyes, tugging his boyfriend up onto
the bed with him.
“Oh, just make out with me already, you great big lug. Come on, we're on a
schedule here!”
Tiger huffed out a laugh, following Dick to the head of the bed and not
hesitating to press their lips together in a sweet kiss. Dick hummed happily,
wrapping his arms around Tiger’s shoulders and drawing him closer, opening up
the kiss into something a little more heated. Tiger pulled away, pushing Dick’s
hair away from his face.
“You should take these out, now.” He said, tracing the fine gold of his
earrings with his fingertips.
Dick whined, something he never really did unless he was already incredibly
turned on or drunk. “But they're part of my outfit.” He said. Tiger gave him a
look. “And they're not the only part of your outfit that I'll be removing
anyway. Besides, they're massive, and could get caught on something.
Dick sighed, far more dramatically than the situation called for. But still he
sat up, took out the earrings, and placed them on the bedside table. He then
pulled off his shirt, too, rolling his shoulders a little bit.
“There, happy?”
Tiger responded by pulling him into another deep kiss. Almost immediately he
started exploring the other boys mouth with his tongue, who then moaned and
arched up into the kiss, trying to press deeper. Tiger could taste his lipgloss
and faint traces of alcohol, as well as the chips Dick had been snacking on
earlier, the kind that Tiger didn't really like but somehow when mixed with the
natural flavour of just Richard it was delicious.
Tiger started running his hands all over Dick’s torso, feeling the strength in
his arms and shoulders, brushing over his collarbone, tracing the edge of the
collar that still hadn't been removed and probably won't be. He stopped to play
with Dick’s nipples, twisting and pulling until they were well and truly hard
and Dick was gasping into his mouth. He moved lower, skimming down his abs in a
way that he knew tickled, and slipped his hands under the waistband of the
fishnets to press against Dick’s lower back.
Dick moaned, moving his hands from their original place in Tiger's hair down
his boyfriend’s (very well muscled, yum) back to tug the hem of his shirt up.
Tiger complied, breaking the kiss to pull his own shirt off as well. As soon as
it was off Dick surged up, flipping them over so he was straddling Tiger’s
hips. He started sucking hickeys all over the other boy’s hairy pecs. Which he
loved, which may be a little strange considering Dick himself insisted on being
some creature completely devoid of body hair, but whatever. Tiger may be a
hairy beast, but he was his hairy beast. He swirled his tongue around one of
Tiger’s large areolas, then sucked the nipple into his mouth, rolling the other
one between his thumb and forefinger. Tiger gasped, tangling one hand into
Dick’s soft hair and tugging sharply. Dick moaned at the feeling of having his
hair pulled. He bit down lightly, but it was just enough to make Tiger roll his
hips up. He'd never admit it, but Tiger actually loved having his nipples
played with.
Dick pulled his mouth off, sitting up and rolling his own hips down. He
steadied himself by putting his hands on his boyfriend’s shoulders and started
grinding harder, moaning happily at the feeling of their clothed cocks rubbing
together.
Tiger marveled silently at the sight of his boyfriend above him, his whole body
glittering in the low lamp light. His eyes were closed in bliss and there was a
faint sheen of sweat covering his skin, and his whole face and chest were
flushed red. He was beautiful, and Tiger wondered when he got so lucky.
He also wondered when he got so sentimental.
Tiger reached up to grab at Dick’s hips with one hand, the other reaching
around to grab a handful of his ass through his jeans. Dick grinned, pushing
back into his boyfriend’s hands.
“Hold on, I have a present for you.” He said. Dick clambered off his
boyfriend's lap, pulling Tiger’s pants and underwear down as he went. He took
out a condom and a packet of lube from his pocket, the packet already warmed
from being in his pants all evening. He struggled with the condom wrapper for a
second then rolled it down Tiger’s erection. Dick thoroughly slathered it in
lube, earning a groan from Tiger as he jerked him slowly.
Dick got up, standing at the side of the bed. Tiger turned a little onto his
side to watch him as he bent over, ass facing the bed. He threw a coy smirk
over his shoulder, wiggling out of his jeans and fishnets both, revealing a
thong the same colour as his jewelry. Dick gave his own ass a little jiggle,
then hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his underwear and dragged them
down as slowly as possible.
Tiger suppressed both a groan and an eye roll at his boyfriend’s actions. Dick
loved to show off, and Tiger loved to watch him, but that didn't mean he was
any less ridiculous.
Tiger stared hungrily as Dick climbed back onto his rightful place on Tiger’s
lap. He reached up to stroke Dick’s own erection, but the other boy lightly
batted his hand away.
“Ah-ah, you can look, but you can't touch.” He teased, ever the exhibitonist.
Tiger fisted his hands in the sheets under them as Dick gripped his wrapped
erection firmly, shuffling back so the tip was lined up with his entrance. Dick
lowered his hips gently, with just enough pressure for the tip to slip inside.
He gasped, then groaned, then slid a little lower, so that more and more of
Tiger’s cock entered him. He worked slowly, slowly, taking his time at getting
the whole thing inside him. Eventually Dick was sitting with his full weight on
Tiger’s hips. Tiger’s knuckles were turning white with the force of his grip on
the sheets, straining not to grab Dick’s hips and fuck up into the tight body
above him with abandon.
Dick rocked his hips a few times and let out gasps and quick almost-moans as he
grew accustomed to the cock inside him. He moaned for real when a particularly
well coordinated roll had Tiger’s cock pushing against his prostate. The
glittering boy shivered, biting his lip and letting out a noise caught
somewhere between a hum, a laugh, and a moan.
“I had some fun with myself before you picked me up.” He said breathily.
“Clearly.” Tiger grunted. He planted his feet and thrusted upward, lifting Dick
off the bad as well, who moaned quite theatrically.
Fuck, but it was still so hot.
Tiger finally untangled his fingers from the sheets and gripped Dick’s hips
with bruising force, guiding him as he started working up a rhythm bouncing up
and down.
“I had to- unh- make sure I was nice and ready for you… didn't wanna waste time
with prep, I just wanted your cock inside me as soon as possible…” Dick gasped
out, arching his back and dragging his hands down his own torso. Tiger knew at
least some of it was just for show, but he also knew Dick totally got off on
showing off.
Tiger flushed at the dirty talk, groaning and thrusting up harder. Dick
noticed, grinning down at his boyfriend. He kept talking.
“I didn't just use my fingers, you know. Once three wasn't enough I pulled out
my big purple dildo; you know the one, you've seen it.” Dick moaned at the
thought of it. So did Tiger. Dick smirked. “It was good, but nothing’s as good
as you, baby.” He accentuated his statement with a particularly hard grind. He
caught Tiger looking up at him in what seemed almost like a look of pure
reverence.
“Oh, oh, Tony, you feel so good. The whole time I was fucking myself with that
dildo I was thinking of you, baby, you know? I said your name when I came.”
Tiger groaned again, thrusting up even harder than before. Dick grinned
wickedly. Oh, he was on a roll. Who knew his boyfriend would be into dirty talk
so much?
“Can you picture it, Tig? Can you imagine me, laying back in my bed, fucking
myself with that monstrosity of a dildo in my ass. What would you do if you
were there, Tig? Maybe I'd make you just watch. Watch as I brought myself
closer and closer to the edge, the final push that’d bring me to orgasm being
the weight of your hungry eyes on me,”
Tiger growled, flipping them over so that Dick was on his back instead, Tiger
looming over him. He pushed his boyfriend's legs up till he was practically
folded in half and thrust right back into that tight heat with no hesitation.
Dick moaned loudly, arching his back and digging his nails into Tiger’s back.
“You have a dirty fucking mouth, Dick Grayson.”
Dick just laughed. “You like it though, don't you, big boy?”
Tiger responded only by capturing Dick’s lips in a filthy, biting kiss. Dick
practically whimpered as the change of angle meant his prostate was suddenly
getting pounded against. He let out a series of punched-out noises as Tiger
picked up speed, grabbing his leaking, neglected cock and pulling in time with
his thrusts. The jewelry and the collar jangled lightly as they moved, not
easily heard over the sound of skin smacking against skin. Dick practically
glowed by then as well as glimmered, the mix of sweat and glitter giving him an
almost ethereal appearance. Like some sort of sex god.
Tiger had to squeeze his eyes shut and bury his face in his boyfriend's
shoulder in order not to come just from the sight alone.
“Oh god, I'm so close, Tig, so- ahn!” Dick moaned, pushing his hips back into
Tiger’s thrusts. “Oh, Tig, oh, oh, Tiger-!” And just like that he was coming,
long, thick ropes of semen splashing onto his chest and Tiger’s hand. Tiger
fucked him through it, then spilled into the condom with a groan less than a
minute later.
He carefully pulled out, tying up the condom and tossing it over the side of
the bed, not particularly caring if it landed in the garbage or not. He then
collapsed onto the bed next to where Dick was sprawled out, eyes closed and
panting. Tiger reached over and gently pushed Dick’s sweaty bangs out of his
face, causing the other boy to crack open one eye.
“How are you feeling?” Tiger asked. Dick smiled lazily.
“Like a pretty great mix of buzzed and afterglowy. All in all, pretty damn
great.”
Tiger pressed a kiss to his temple. “Good.”
Dick giggled. “You're so sweet.” He said, curling into Tiger’s side.
“Shh. Don't tell anyone, it's a secret.”
Dick laughed at that.
They stayed cuddling like that for a little while longer, arms wrapped around
each other and legs tangled together in post-orgasmic bliss, listening to the
muffled sounds of the party outside the locked door. Dick eventually started
humming drunk in love by Beyoncé, and Tiger sat up.
“We should leave, now. I don't want to end up falling asleep here.” He said,
grabbing his pants off the floor. Dick followed suite.
“Good idea. I'm all partied out, anyway.”
The two boys pulled their clothes on and did their best to look like they
hadn't fucked each other's brains out like a couple of horny rabbits just
minutes ago. They made their way out and down through the party without
incident, holding hands all the way. Dick waved goodbye to more than a few
people and then they climbed into Tiger’s car.
They kept holding hands all the way back up to the manor.
Tiger parked the car at the end of the long driveway, climbing out with Dick to
walk him to the door. They stopped on the front step, and Dick turned towards
his boyfriend.
“Tonight was really awesome, Tiger.” He said. “I know you didn't really want to
go, but I had such a great time and you were a really good sport for going
along with it. Except for the sex, I could tell you were really into that.”
Dick winked. Tiger let out a light huff of exasperation. He wrapped his arms
around Dick and Dick returned the gesture.
They shared a sweet, lingering kiss under the porch light, in just the right
spot so that Dick’s youngest brother could glare at them from a window above,
undetected, wishing they would stop contaminating everything with their stupid
feelings and stupid cooties.
“I hope whoever hosted that party has a fun time explaining to his parents why
there's a used condom in the guest room and why the sheets are covered in
glitter.” Dick said as they pulled away. Tiger gave him a look.
“Just so you know, I never want to attend another party like that as long as I
live.”
Dick just laughed, pulling away from Tiger’s embrace and reaching for the
doorknob.
“Of course,” he said. “See you on Monday, love.” And just like that he was
gone, disappearing into his home and leaving Tiger standing on the step.
He had to take a moment to calm his racing heartbeat before walking back to his
car. Man, Tiger was so fucked.
Chapter End Notes
     The sex scene didn't really turn out as realistic as I would usually
     like it to, but you know what? It's porn, so whatever. PSA, sex
     scenes shown porn and most smut fanfic is not entirely realistic or
     not realistic at all. Bodies make weird noises and the transition
     from making out to sex is not this smooth usually.
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