The door suddenly pushed open and the two vigilantes stumbled in, giggles and small breaths filling the room as Tim kicked the door closed, huffing a chuckle as Stephanie`s fingers dug into the front of his shirt and pulling him further into the room as their lips moved against one another.
The blond bat yelping in surprise as the back of her thighs met the desk. Tim quickly wrapping an arm around her waist and helping pull her up onto the desk before she grabbed the hem of is shirt and pulled it off. Both ignoring the silent beep of the computer as the web cam fell off and hit the swirling chair as Stephanie wrapped her legs around Tim`s hips while her fingers ran over the bare skin of her legs that her shorts didnt cover.
The red light on the web cam blinking ominously...
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Damian huffed a loud sigh, eyes narrowed as he glared at Grayson from across the kitchen island who was busy chatting at an obnoxious volume to Drake who nodded at the man to show he was actually paying attention as he pick at the bacon on his plate.
With his patient run dry at the sound of their voices he pulled him laptop closer and opening it, plugging in this head phones and turning the volume up as he unlocked it, a small number over his mail box and Damian blinked, clicking to find Drake`s name on the message.
"What did you send me now Drake?" he huffed in almost a whisper that the other two didnt hear as he clicked on it, the video seen popping up to a black screen, Damian frowning deeply at the odd sounds coming from the head-phones until the web cam started to spin in a weird angle, Damian`s frown getting deeper and his cheeks getting red at a pace that made the two others look up at him and the horror on his face, shoulders shaking slightly.
Not breaking till he heard a horrible name come from his headphones and instantly the screamed in horror, pulling off his head phone and falling off the stool, Dick by his side as the ten year old started to spit and hiss in anger, rage, and absolute embarrassment as he tried to kick the computer away, his foot hitting the top and the laptop snapping shut as Dick anciently pulled the head-phones out.
"I`M GOING TO KILL YOU DRAKE!" Damian screamed. Tim`s eyes wide at the boys sudden outburst and now the death threat, sharing a look with Dick who was now hugging the boy around the chest to keep him from killing Tim, mouthing 'what did you do?'
"I dont know!" Tim gasped, looking to the kitchen door as Bruce hurried in, seemingly looking for the dead body as that was a logical explanation about why the ten year old exploded in a fit of rage and hate now directed at Tim who was just as lost.
"Damian!" Bruce yelled the boy halting in his death threats to look at his father, "What happened!?"
"HIM!" Damian screamed and Bruce grabbed the computer, pressing it against, blue eyes making eye contact with the confused teen, "Find out what the hell is wrong."
He nodded, giving Damian one last look before hurrying out, dick following while Bruce pushed against the boy`s shoulder, urging him out side with Titus while the two brothers sat at the desk in the study, Tim sharing another look with Dick, hands on the crease of the computer, with the head phones gone and the video never paused it would start the second opened.
"Do it." Dick nodded, biting his lip in worry and Tim pulled the top open and instantly their faces went red at the sound of gasps and wet kisses against skin, the two of them frozen on the moving images on the screen for only another moment before Tim slammed it back down. Burying his face his hands while Dick patted him on his back, "So...you and Steph are back together...good boy."
"Dick, Please shut up." Tim groaned, shaking his red face, and for the first time he was hoping the ten year old would succeed in his plan of murder, if not, then he would surly die of embarrassment.