Nightingale Red

Because I am a dirty little slut for these angry stubborn men.

Please ignore whatever’s on that bottom corner I gave up so hard and so quick

Maybe don't call the bluff of one of the most competitive people you know

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A sharp gasp was ripped from Dick’s throat as his shoulder slammed into the hard concrete. The rain soaked ground instantly chilling him to the bones. His heart was pounding in his ears, but it wasn’t loud enough to block out the thunder booming over head. Water clouded his vision. 

Or was it pleasure?

His attacker dropped onto his stomach, effectively pinning him to the ground. Although, they both knew that he could get out of this if he wanted. Only, he really didn’t want to. 

“In the rain, Dick?” The voice mocked, rolling with the rain and thunder. 

Dick tried to get out an answer but cruel hands wrapped around his throat, cutting off his voice. The hands tightened, locking in his breathes for air. He choked, instinctively bucking up against the warm body on top of him. 

That earned him a laugh. “So you enjoy that?” It teased. 

He felt one of the hands move, caress his cheek before nails dug into the soft flesh. Unable to help himself, he let out a high whine. It hurt, there was no getting around it. His mouth opened to emit another gasp of pain but was stopped by the harsh thrust of a thumb. He pushed against the thumb with his tongue. The salty taste of skin pushed against his mouth, refusing to move. 

Another laugh. “Much better. You look prettier this way.” 

In the back of his mind, Dick yelled at himself. Hating the fact that he was loving this far more than he should.  –lovely writing by Infectedscrew

Because you can’t spell Tim without Tea.

im a prompt goblin and asked for another brudick prompt ψ(｀∇´)ψ

Bruce and Dick go to a parent teacher meeting for Damian.... and everyone seems to think theyre married... (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)