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An Unpretending Time by LC (NC-17)
Fandom: DC COMICS
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake (Nightwing/Robin III)
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lcsbanana
Author Website: L.C.'s Banana
Why this must be read: Sometimes fic that's mostly porn tends to lose me - I know, I know, I'm seeking treatment. But this one - which is still mostly porn - is hot enough and screwed-up enough that it really held my interest through the 50k. Dick wants Tim. Tim wants Dick (no pun intended!). But Dick also has this little fantasy about Bruce, which is exposed when Tim finds a particular object in Dick's bottom drawer. Tim encourages Dick's fantasy, not realizing the effect it might have on both of them, and then they're left to deal with the screwed-up aftermath. It's boys with issues and sex toys and more issues. It's hot and messy and painful in all the best ways.
"You just want my outfit to be even stupider than yours was." Tim peels his mask off, rolls it down to about the size of a cigarette, and tucks in under the collar of his tunic, pushing it securely in. Dick's is folded in the back pocket of his jeans. Another way that Tim's followed Bruce, paranoia and all.
"It's a lost cause, you know," Tim continues. "I'm never putting on the little booties, and the booties were really what made the look happen."
"See, you just have no respect for the long and honorable costuming traditions of the superhero community."
"I guess I wasn't raised in it the same way. The short-shorts still look wrong to me."
Dick shakes his head sadly. "You're out of touch with your culture, Tim."
"Yeah, well, there's cultural awareness, and then there's Batman looking at your ass for ten years."
Dick freezes with his hand on the doorknob. Just for a second, but he knows Tim saw. And is smirking. He can feel the smirk from--he turns around. Not that far away, actually. Tim's moved forward, and definitely with the smirking, although it's not that often he manages to leave Dick speechless, so he supposes the kid deserves to gloat a little.
Just a little. "Jealous, are you?"
And score, because now Tim's looking at him like--if he were in a cartoon, his jaw would be scraping the floor. "Of you and--is there something I should know?"
Read the story: An Unpretending Time, and let the author know you enjoyed it.
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Tim Drake (Nightwing/Robin III)
Author on LJ:
lcsbananaAuthor Website: L.C.'s Banana
Why this must be read: Sometimes fic that's mostly porn tends to lose me - I know, I know, I'm seeking treatment. But this one - which is still mostly porn - is hot enough and screwed-up enough that it really held my interest through the 50k. Dick wants Tim. Tim wants Dick (no pun intended!). But Dick also has this little fantasy about Bruce, which is exposed when Tim finds a particular object in Dick's bottom drawer. Tim encourages Dick's fantasy, not realizing the effect it might have on both of them, and then they're left to deal with the screwed-up aftermath. It's boys with issues and sex toys and more issues. It's hot and messy and painful in all the best ways.
"You just want my outfit to be even stupider than yours was." Tim peels his mask off, rolls it down to about the size of a cigarette, and tucks in under the collar of his tunic, pushing it securely in. Dick's is folded in the back pocket of his jeans. Another way that Tim's followed Bruce, paranoia and all.
"It's a lost cause, you know," Tim continues. "I'm never putting on the little booties, and the booties were really what made the look happen."
"See, you just have no respect for the long and honorable costuming traditions of the superhero community."
"I guess I wasn't raised in it the same way. The short-shorts still look wrong to me."
Dick shakes his head sadly. "You're out of touch with your culture, Tim."
"Yeah, well, there's cultural awareness, and then there's Batman looking at your ass for ten years."
Dick freezes with his hand on the doorknob. Just for a second, but he knows Tim saw. And is smirking. He can feel the smirk from--he turns around. Not that far away, actually. Tim's moved forward, and definitely with the smirking, although it's not that often he manages to leave Dick speechless, so he supposes the kid deserves to gloat a little.
Just a little. "Jealous, are you?"
And score, because now Tim's looking at him like--if he were in a cartoon, his jaw would be scraping the floor. "Of you and--is there something I should know?"
Read the story: An Unpretending Time, and let the author know you enjoyed it.