Note: A short follow up, no idea if it becomes a story
Disclaimer: don't own
His clothing were skin-tight. Dick looked with slight distaste at the black jeans and blue t-shirt with a, at least, decent cutting.
Yet it wasn't as different as his hero costume, judging by the showing lines of his body, however having his eyes bare made him feel naked. The worst of his outfit was the collar, a sleek black leather band with Slade's dog tacks attached on it.
Every piece of his attire screamed 'Slade's whore' a sentiment which considering the looks he was receiving from others of Luthor's employs, far from unwelcome.
A few whispered yet didn't dare to do anything more.
The older man, dressed in his civilian clothing, walked slowly through the halls of Luthor's headquarter with his left hand firmly attached on Dicks hip.
Despite himself a small part of him was grateful to have his protection, even the pace was comfortable to his own shorter legs.
They paused as Luthor entered the hallway, dressed in a expansive looking suit, and greeted them in his best 'I am a politician and want your vote' attitude.
Good evening Slade, why don't you and your", Luthor paused and looked politely at the other man while waiting, in disguise of good manners, for the information who and what his companion was.
"My pet", replied Slade not rudely, "moving his belongings here was somewhat stressful we need some time alone.
Noticing the discreet calculating look he was receiving from Luthor Dick added courteously, "We could join you for dinner, sir".
"That sounds wonderful", replied Luthor barley masking his pleasure of having Slade's authority undermined by his own whore for him.
With a sharp squeeze on his left hip reminding him of his owner Dick nodded towards Luthor and allowed Slade to lead him to their chambers.
Dick had a moment to look around the visitor meeting room with a huge table, two chairs opposite from each other and a door towards Slade's private rooms as he was pushed down on his knees.
"Acting like a whore comes natural to you doesn't it?", asked Slade crudely, his right hand twisted painfully in Dick's hair.
"You aren't thinking of betraying me are you?", continued the older man in a dangerous low voice, "or maybe serving one man isn't enough for you, after all while you were with you mentor you always had a crush on Superman, monogamy doesn't seem like your strongest point.
"I only want you", pleaded the younger man, to scared to deny the accusations.
Skillfully he opened the mercenary's zipper with his teeth and warped his lips around the flaccid organ
Feeling a pull in his hair he looked upwards and made sure to keep his eyes looked with the single gray one while he tried his best to please Slade.
Once the older man finished Dick kept the organ still in his mouth to clean it with his tongue and show how much he loved sucking on his cock.
Seemingly satisfied he was given permission to stand.
"I understand that you need Luthor's approval to look around, however don't do it by undermining my authority or there will be consequences."
With that Slade left into his chambers, leaving Dick to follow him behind.
The dinner was boring, there were several people, most of them trying to win Luthor over.
Sitting next to Slade was a relieve yet he found his chance as the topic of the demons head grandson was brought up.
"May I ask a possible rude question?", Luthor gave him a curious nod", You tried to mix the DNS of two powerful individuals before didn't you? Superman's and yours, why should their attempt be any more successful?"
"Especially with Batman's skills in manipulating children", added Slade lightly while Dick tried not to wince at the comment.
Luthor's smile was still in place, yet his eyes were unfocused for a moment obviously thinking about Dick's question.
