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Julius sighed as he toyed with his Robin figurine. It was completely possible that after Dick returned to Bruce he would remember who he was before his time with Dollface and decide not to play out his role. Julius hoped not…he had no ill intentions to either of them and thought things would work out marvelously if they could all get along. He turned and picked up his Batman figurine and smiled as he traced his painted nails over the muscular figure. He supposed it would be alright if he peeked at his presents before Christmas came.
Dick had decided to lay low before playing his part out. He thought it might raise Bruce's suspicions quickly if he tried anything too soon. He thought that a week was more than enough time for Bruce to relax around him again, that's when he started.
First it was just some casual touches that he hadn't done before. His fingers lingering on Bruce's arm when they talked or him sitting closer to Bruce than usual when they had time together. Bruce didn't seem to notice but Dick was aware of Alfred's watchful eyes on him. He wondered if he should be more careful about Alfred realizing what he was up to than Bruce.
They were alone, a rare feat but it had been accomplished by Dick putting some crushed cold pills in Alfred's tea when he hadn't been watching. He meant the butler no harm; he simply thought it was time to start taking things a few steps forward. That would be accomplished much more easily if the parental figure in the house was absent.
Bruce smiled as they settled in to watch a movie, he had no pressing business to take care of and Dick had assured him they would still have time to go out on patrol when it was done. He handed the bowl of popcorn over to Dick and shivered when he felt Dick's fingers ghosting over his. He didn't know if it was just him, but it seemed as if Dick was touching him more than he usually did. Alfred had mentioned something about Dick seeming to be needier since his return. Bruce didn't think that he could hold it against him after what he had been through.
That brought up another question. What had Robin been through? He hadn't pressed right away, afraid that the wound was too fresh for Dick to comprehend it yet. Now it was over a week later and Dick was still hesitant to talk about it. Bruce realized that in some cases it might take months or more to speak about a traumatic event. He just didn't like being aware that he was unaware of something.
"You're doing it again…" He heard teasingly, Bruce turned and saw that Dick was grinning at him mischievously. "You haven't been paying a bit of attention to the movie for the last fifteen minutes have you? What did you already figure it out?"
Bruce gave a half smile "No…you're right I wasn't paying attention, mind catching me up?" He realized that their conversation seemed similar to ones he had with dates in the past. He mentally cleared out the thoughts, he was with Dick…it was different.
Dick smiled, now was the perfect time…it would feel so natural that Bruce wouldn't realize that this was all part of a plan. He leaned in and pressed his face against Bruce's strong neck as he slowly mounted Bruce's lap and set aside the bowl of popcorn. "It's a pretty standard plot…even if it did have billions of dollars poured into it it'll still end the same."
Bruce's eyes widened, he had not been expecting this. He stiffened as Dick crawled onto him and said softly "Dick…" He didn't want to make the young man feel rejected, but this couldn't happen between them.
Dick smirked, he had heard that tone before, it was a gentle warning but one that would go ignored. "Please Bruce…you don't know what he did to me…I need to feel human again." He smiled darkly, after hearing that Bruce would find it impossible to refuse. It was a sucker card and Bruce was sure to lap it up.
When Bruce heard Dick's softly whispered words his face clenched in pain. "I know…I know I don't know what you've been though but you can tell me…Whatever he did to you doesn't change who you are Dick."
Julius was watching from outside and read Bruce's lips. He gave a little laugh, covering his lips to muffle the sound least he set off the many alarms that Bruce probably had littering around the place. How wrong he was, their little Robin was no longer who he once was! He was relieved to see that the training had succeeded; none of his past tries had been successful. He still visited them at Arkham sometimes when he thought of his earlier loves.
"Bruce…please make me feel like a human again…Take his touch off of me with yours…" He trailed his lips up the side of Bruce's neck to his sensitive earlobe. He felt the older man shiver against him and knew that he was slowly winning.
"Dick…"He said softly, wondering why the hands he had placed on Dick's shoulders to push him back seemed to only bring him closer instead. "We can't…" He said firmly pushing Dick away as he tried to regain his breath. "I'm sorry…but I don't think that you're in the right mind to be making these kinds of decisions. I'm going to ask a therapist to speak to you tomorrow, that's a lot better for you than sleeping with me." He felt as though he had said his piece but added gently "I'm not disregarding your feelings Dick…but after what you've been through you don't know what you want."
Dick mentally growled in frustration, he should have realized that seducing Bruce wouldn't be as easy as he had thought. He noticed a form out the window and recognized his master. His master was going to watch him fail the first task he had been given! He knew that he had to do something desperate…
Julius was rather impressed with Bruce's moral convictions. Any man would be hard pressed to turn down the offer the handsome young man was giving. He shook his head in amusement, as he watched the frustration on his bird's face. He wondered what Dick would do now, if Bruce got away now he would have a chance to concrete his convictions making things even more difficult for them.
Dick bit his lip as an idea came to him. It was low, even lower than before, but it would work. "I understand…you're smart Bruce…you've probably already figured out what he did to me there…what he made me do. I wouldn't want me either if I knew what I'd been through." Dick was quite proud that a lone tear managed to escape his eyes; he hoped his master was enjoying the show.
Bruce felt his chest tighten at Dick's words and moved closer to him wrapping his arm around the young man's shoulder to comfort him. "It's not that…never that Dick you're amazing…" He sighed wondering how he could say this without it being too much "You're strong, intelligent, and through all that we've seen together you've still maintained your innocence." He looked directly into Dick's eyes and said "You're a very special person."
Julius was clapping as he giggled up in his tree; his little bird really was quite clever and knew exactly what to say to the Bat. Bruce had had a chance to escape, but now he had willing reentered Dick's space and Julius could see from the boy's face this is exactly what he wanted.
Dick looked down letting his lashes guard his eyes and the expression they held as he said "It might help…if you saw what he did to me and could still manage to say that I'm so special."
Bruce took a deep breath "Alright, but that's all we're going to do alright? You're going to show me what that monster did to you and then we're going to work it through together. I still want you to talk to a therapist, things like this can't sit."
Dick nodded with grateful eyes "Thank you Bruce…This is what I need to feel like me again." They stood and moved to Dick's bedroom and closed the door. Dick sat down on the bed and began to remove his clothes. He took them off slowly enough to tempt, but not enough to make it obviously sexual as he looked up at Bruce, his chest bare. "Do you still think that I'm so special?"
Bruce looked in amazement at what had been done to his Robin. There were scars, burns and whip marks all decorating the chest of the young man, most of them seemed as if they'd starting healing, but some were still a fresh and painful red. "Dick…" He said softly.
Dick looked away "It's alright Bruce…you don't have to lie to me about it. I've always been grateful for your honesty and now is no different. At least I know for sure that it's not just me."
Bruce moved forward and gently moved Dick's chin so that he was looking up at him "Don't say that Dick…do you think that I have survived unscarred living this life?" He thought that it might only be fair to show the young man his own scars, that way he would be able to see for himself that he was not alone.
Julius frowned as they moved to the Bird's room. It seemed he would not be able to enjoy the rest of the show. He could return to his home and rest well knowing that Bruce was partly in their grasp.
Dick was silent as Bruce began to remove his clothes, revealing his own chest that was littered with scars. They were healed but they crossed his skin in dark and painful patterns. Dick was surprised to see fresh bruises and a few cuts decorating the muscular chest. He realized that Bruce must get injured every night but continued to fight his battle. For a second he hesitated before he remembered what his master said. Bruce was slowly killing himself with these actions; they needed to protect him even if it was from himself.
Bruce smiled at Dick "See? I have them too; it comes with doing the job." He paused, realizing that this was a turning point for them, though not in the way that it was. "If you don't want this life… it's best for you to realize this now…before something like this happens again."
Dick saw his opening and took it, "It's okay Bruce…" He whispered leaning in he took Bruce's lips with his own and moaned at their rough texture. His master's lips were always painted and soft, delicate against his own. Bruce was the exact opposite, strong and firm they felt so good against his.
Bruce blinked in surprise at the kiss and tried to move away only succeeding in pushing his back against the headboard trapping himself between it and Dick who had by now moved to straddling his lap.
Dick smiled against Bruce's lips before pulling away and letting his hands gently move over Bruce's chest "Please… I know that it isn't right…but we battle every night to save this city…shouldn't we at least get the benefit of comforting each other?" He didn't let Bruce respond before he moved in for another kiss and pressed their hips intimately together.
Bruce wanted to say no, in fact he had already said no…but it had been months since he had been able to get this sort of release, and never with a person he could trust as much as he trusted Dick. With Dick he had no secrets there was nothing to hide because it was already known. He felt his own moan get pulled from him as he felt Dick's smaller hands gracefully slip into his pants and stroke against him member. In hindsight he should have already known what was going to happen as soon as they entered Dick's room; but it had already been too late.
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