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sometimes when bruce is too far gone from himself and others, then alfred will tell the kids not to come over and lock the cave down for the day before bringing bruce down a hot cup of tea to relax his nerves
usually bruce knows whats in it, knows that alfred has a little secret compartment in the kitchen filled with various medicines, poisons, and two vials of some of ivy's best pollen for days like today
sometimes he manages to catch him by surprise, though
he takes the cup without looking at alfred, drinks a large gulp without thinking because he's more thirsty than he thought- but then he stops because it's sweeter than usual
his first thought is never nights like these, it's always that some outside force is controlling his butler, but as he goes rigid with anxieties, alfred just takes the mug from his hands and waits until bruce's eyes are on him to take a drink from it himself, right over the same spot his wards lips were a moment before
sometimes days like this are annoying, pulls him out of his work too much- but he knows from experience that alfred will get him to submit one way or another, with whatever drug or tranquilizer he has to use, and that it really is for his own good in the end
he still loves to pretend to put up a fight, even when the pollen is starting to burn him up, he’ll get up to throw the first punch and earn himself being thrown to the ground for it. struggle with his old man until they’re both bruised and have bloody noses, because its sweeter, rougher, when he tells alfred he doesn’t want it
when it’s forced onto him and into him, when hes held down and saying no, when he’s telling him how horrible he is for making him take it
alfred knows what he really means, what he needs, knows to tell him to shut up and be a good boy for once in his life and let him get his fill (its really a wonder what pollen does for the old mans stamina and how long he can go)
afterwards, when bruce is too fucked stupid to argue with him, & the pollen has made them both too tired to continue, alfred will take care of them both like he always does, never whispering anything too sweet, but still being gentle and getting bruce into one of the beds in the cave they have for nights like this so they can sleep together
bruce will be better, sharper, and brighter in the morning, like alfred knew he would be
the first night bruce comes home after going out as a vigilante and getting the shit beat out of him, alfred treats his wounds and then bends him over the medical table to fuck his frustrations out using bruce's cunt
the entire time, he'll move his hands to a wound just to press against it enough to make bruce whine from the pain, then move to the next one on his body, telling him "i wouldnt be able to hurt you this much if you'd been more careful like i asked"
basically the dadson equivalent of "if you want to cry i'll give you something to cry over" because how dare bruce whine over being hurt when alfred told him not to do this? he simply needs to be the one hurting him instead as punishment