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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      DCU
  Relationship:
      Tim_Drake/Dick_Grayson
  Character:
      Tim_Drake, Dick_Grayson
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-04-14 Words: 354
****** Hangover ******
by Dmonius
The embrace didn't feel quite right. At least, Dick didn't mind at first – the
smell of the strange hair in front of him felt kind of good in his nose, but
when his hand went down the strange body, stopping on the muscled chest,
cherishing the sixpack below and hesitating before the groin, he knew fore sure
that it couldn't be Roy or Wally, with whom he was sharing a bed, nor was it
Barbara or Helena again. He returned his attention to the hair and inhaled the
unfamiliar scent slowly for a couple of moments while he kept his eyes wide
shut and pulled the stranger closer. The complete stillness around him made it
clear that he was probably inside the Manor, but it didn't feel like his old
room.
There were naked, of course. His half-hard erection was still pointed against
the nice, tender ass and Dick felt this sudden eagerness whose skin was
touching his, but he didn't hurry and continued touching, exploring.
He grabbed the stranger's hand and his index finger glided along the smooth
palm in order to appreciate the soft skin beside anything else, the strange one
might have to offer.
“Dick.” The voice sounded familiar and Dick pulled the stranger closer, didn't
let him go at all even though he tried to fight Dick off with an easily
suppressible force.
“Mh? What did you say?” Dick pushed his hips closer to the others ass in a
steady rhythm and started kissing the neck.
“Dick. Let me go.”
“Whyy....?” Dick grinned and kissed Tim at the back of his head. He tentatively
caressed the boy's chest and stomach and moved his hand slowly down towards a
small region of pubic hair, but he could feel Tim's hand holding him there. As
if he was going to care...
“Why are you doing that? It was just getting better, little bird...”
Tim turned around and embraced Dick before kissing him on the cheek and on the
lips. He rubbed his nose at Dick's throat and kissed him gently again.
“It's my turn this time.”
“You actually remember the last time?”
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