Fic: After the Dust Settles: 5/8; Tim/Jaime; R
Title: After the Dust Settles 5/8
Author: Aravis Tarkheena
Pairing: Jaime Reyes (Blue Beetle III)/Tim Drake (Robin III)
Rating: R
Warnings: overall- sex, violence, angst, the gay
Disclaimer: Not mine, everyone's legal
Word Count: 2,000
Summary: Batman's gone. :( Timmy's all alone. :(( Jaime thinks Timmy needs a friend. :D
Index Post
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
It was nine o’clock on a Friday night and Jaime still hadn’t made it to the Tower. This wasn’t the first time he had been late and it probably wouldn’t be the last, but Cassie wanted to have a meeting tonight before everyone went to bed and she knew exactly where Jaime was.
Cassie sighed in amused exasperation and reached for her phone.
“R here,” Tim answered breathlessly and Cassie could tell by the sounds of wind and the city in the background that Tim was out on the rooftops.
“Is Jaime with you, because he sure as hell isn’t at the Tower,” Cassie asked teasingly.
“Oh yeah, it’s Friday,” Tim said absently.
“Yes Tim, its Friday. Where’s my Blue Beetle?” she asked in a too sweet voice.
“We’re um, we’re training,” Tim said and Cassie could hear the laughter in his voice.
“And by training you mean playing roof-top tag,” she clarified.
After Jaime had gotten hurt in the explosion, Tim had taken it upon himself to single handedly train Blue Beetle. They had been working together studiously for the past three weeks or so.
Tim was teaching Jaime how to fight, how to be a detective and make a case. He also taught Jaime how to better guard his secret identity and his family and how best to work with other members of the caped community.
Cassie wished Tim didn’t take Jaime away from the Titans as much as he did, but she understood. They were both pretty focused on Jaime’s training these days.
Tim had shown her the progress charts and schedules he’d drawn up for Jaime and while Tim’s meticulousness and eye for perfection grated on Jaime from time to time, the two of them were always back to training within a day or so after a fight.
Cassie was happy that Jaime was getting some help. She remembered how much she learned from her days in Young Justice and often regretted that she couldn’t spend as much time with Jaime, or give him pointers. It was hard enough for her to stay on top of the team training schedules; she couldn’t even imagine doing up the types of schedules and plans that Tim made for Jaime. Her brain just didn’t work that way.
“I’ll send him your way after he catches me,” Tim promised and Cassie could hear the smile in his voice.
“Go easy on him, Boss. He’s still a newbie,” Cassie teased.
“Noted,” Tim said and hung up.
It’d probably be another hour before Jaime got in.
She flicked on the intercom. “Meeting at ten in conference room B. Attendance is mandatory, uniforms are not.”
A chorus of groans and ‘fines’ were shouted up the stairs to the dorms, Cassie smiled and slipped into her PJs.
They may not be the Titans Cassie had grown up with, but the team was finally starting to feel like a team.
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Jaime could tell that Robin’s eyes were wide beneath his mask and his chest was heaving with an effort to catch his breath.
Jaime set them both down on the nearest rooftop. Robin stumbled on the landing and fell heavily into Jaime’s arms. Jaime held him close and tight.
“You saved my life,” Robin whispered against Jaime’s neck and the small puffs of air that ghosted across Jaime’s skin with each word made him shiver.
“Hey,” Jaime said airily, “what are friends for?”
A keen sense of pride suffused Jaime as Robin’s arms tightened convulsively around him.
“I was so scared. So scared. And you saved me,” Robin stammered shaking his head back and forth.
Jaime pulled slightly back from him and lifted a hand to take hold of Robin’s chin. “You don’t have anything to be scared of, Robin. I’ll always be there to protect you.”
Jaime didn’t even take a moment to consider the consequences, he just dipped his head and kissed Robin in the exact way he had been longing to for months.
Robin’s mouth opened hot and wet underneath his own. A low moan broke softly from Robin’s throat and he clutched at Jaime’s shoulders. The kiss seemed to go on forever and as their bodies pressed close their clothes dissolved into nothingness.
The press of Robin’s warm, pliant skin against his own made Jaime groan against Robin’s softly panting mouth.
“Que lindo,” he whispered passionately against Robin’s kiss swollen lips and ran his fingers through Robin’s silky hair.
“Please Jaime, again. I want you to touch me everywhere,” Robin begged him so delicately and so deliciously that Jaime couldn’t resist.
He pushed Robin back until they both tumbled down onto a soft bed.
Jaime gasped as they pressed the whole length of their bodies together. Robin whimpered and panted under him, begging Jaime for more and telling him so sweetly how much he wanted him.
Jaime’s breath was coming hard in his lungs as he pressed quick frantic kisses all over Robin’s bare chest and neck.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Jaime started awake and sat straight up in his bed. He shivered as he came fully awake. His dick ached and he was panting hard.
Throwing an arm out, Jaime slammed his hand down on the sleep button to put an end to the awful racket.
Images of Robin gasping and writhing under him flashed through Jaime’s mind’s eye and his cock twitched painfully.
Jaime couldn’t help himself. He plunged his hand into his boxers and wrapped it around his dick. He fisted himself frantically, his eyes seeing only Robin’s panting mouth and his hands feeling only Robin’s soft skin.
His orgasm hit him hard and fast, come splattering hotly across his bare belly.
He fell back against his pillows, breathing hard and shivering as sweat cooled on his skin.
“Coñyo,” Jaime swore with feeling and closed his eyes.
Jaime had never seriously considered himself to be gay, per say. He liked girls, he had always liked girls, but recently he had found himself straying to the ‘gay’ section of internet porn more often than usual.
The first time Jaime had looked into gay porn he’d chalked it up to prurient interest. The second time he stuck with the ‘sex is sex and sex is hot’ excuse so it hadn’t bothered him too much.
Jaime never really made a study of his porn interest or what it said about his sexuality. He made it a point to never ask Paco if he looked at gay porn. He didn’t want to know if he was unusual one way or another. All he knew was that it sometimes turned his crank.
Well, gay blow jobs did. Not so much the butt-sex.
Honestly, he’d really only dabbled in the past but now he found himself on the gay sites more often. He realized about two weeks in that he kept looking for more and more pictures of pale, dark haired men with pretty mouths and long legs.
The dreams had started up shortly afterwards. At first it had just been vague impressions strong hands, soft lips and pale skin. Every dream seemed to get more and more vivid right down to the rasp of his body armor against Jaime’s naked skin and Robin’s distinct voice.
Not his Robin-voice, the voice he’d used with Jaime that night in his bathroom. The quiet voice, the soft voice, the gentle voice. Jaime was almost sure that was the voice he used when he was making out with whoever it was that Robin made out with.
There had been rumors about him and Wonder Girl hooking up for a while, but Jaime was almost certain they weren’t true now, if they ever had been.
Jaime knew for a fact that Robin had kissed a boy. Wonder Girl teased him about kissing Kid Flash one time and when Jaime asked about it, Wonder Girl explained that they used to play some pretty wild games of Spin the Bottle back when they were Young Justice. Robin just looked amused as Wonder Girl told the story, not disgusted, so Jaime was pretty sure the guy wasn’t completely opposed to homosexuality.
Jaime signed deeply and rubbed at his eyes with the heel of his palms.
That thought left Jaime with The Question of the Day: How do you ask a guy if he’s into other dudes without sounding gay?
He was pretty sure the answer was: You can’t.
Chapter Six
Author: Aravis Tarkheena
Pairing: Jaime Reyes (Blue Beetle III)/Tim Drake (Robin III)
Rating: R
Warnings: overall- sex, violence, angst, the gay
Disclaimer: Not mine, everyone's legal
Word Count: 2,000
Summary: Batman's gone. :( Timmy's all alone. :(( Jaime thinks Timmy needs a friend. :D
Index Post
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
It was nine o’clock on a Friday night and Jaime still hadn’t made it to the Tower. This wasn’t the first time he had been late and it probably wouldn’t be the last, but Cassie wanted to have a meeting tonight before everyone went to bed and she knew exactly where Jaime was.
Cassie sighed in amused exasperation and reached for her phone.
“R here,” Tim answered breathlessly and Cassie could tell by the sounds of wind and the city in the background that Tim was out on the rooftops.
“Is Jaime with you, because he sure as hell isn’t at the Tower,” Cassie asked teasingly.
“Oh yeah, it’s Friday,” Tim said absently.
“Yes Tim, its Friday. Where’s my Blue Beetle?” she asked in a too sweet voice.
“We’re um, we’re training,” Tim said and Cassie could hear the laughter in his voice.
“And by training you mean playing roof-top tag,” she clarified.
After Jaime had gotten hurt in the explosion, Tim had taken it upon himself to single handedly train Blue Beetle. They had been working together studiously for the past three weeks or so.
Tim was teaching Jaime how to fight, how to be a detective and make a case. He also taught Jaime how to better guard his secret identity and his family and how best to work with other members of the caped community.
Cassie wished Tim didn’t take Jaime away from the Titans as much as he did, but she understood. They were both pretty focused on Jaime’s training these days.
Tim had shown her the progress charts and schedules he’d drawn up for Jaime and while Tim’s meticulousness and eye for perfection grated on Jaime from time to time, the two of them were always back to training within a day or so after a fight.
Cassie was happy that Jaime was getting some help. She remembered how much she learned from her days in Young Justice and often regretted that she couldn’t spend as much time with Jaime, or give him pointers. It was hard enough for her to stay on top of the team training schedules; she couldn’t even imagine doing up the types of schedules and plans that Tim made for Jaime. Her brain just didn’t work that way.
“I’ll send him your way after he catches me,” Tim promised and Cassie could hear the smile in his voice.
“Go easy on him, Boss. He’s still a newbie,” Cassie teased.
“Noted,” Tim said and hung up.
It’d probably be another hour before Jaime got in.
She flicked on the intercom. “Meeting at ten in conference room B. Attendance is mandatory, uniforms are not.”
A chorus of groans and ‘fines’ were shouted up the stairs to the dorms, Cassie smiled and slipped into her PJs.
They may not be the Titans Cassie had grown up with, but the team was finally starting to feel like a team.
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Jaime could tell that Robin’s eyes were wide beneath his mask and his chest was heaving with an effort to catch his breath.
Jaime set them both down on the nearest rooftop. Robin stumbled on the landing and fell heavily into Jaime’s arms. Jaime held him close and tight.
“You saved my life,” Robin whispered against Jaime’s neck and the small puffs of air that ghosted across Jaime’s skin with each word made him shiver.
“Hey,” Jaime said airily, “what are friends for?”
A keen sense of pride suffused Jaime as Robin’s arms tightened convulsively around him.
“I was so scared. So scared. And you saved me,” Robin stammered shaking his head back and forth.
Jaime pulled slightly back from him and lifted a hand to take hold of Robin’s chin. “You don’t have anything to be scared of, Robin. I’ll always be there to protect you.”
Jaime didn’t even take a moment to consider the consequences, he just dipped his head and kissed Robin in the exact way he had been longing to for months.
Robin’s mouth opened hot and wet underneath his own. A low moan broke softly from Robin’s throat and he clutched at Jaime’s shoulders. The kiss seemed to go on forever and as their bodies pressed close their clothes dissolved into nothingness.
The press of Robin’s warm, pliant skin against his own made Jaime groan against Robin’s softly panting mouth.
“Que lindo,” he whispered passionately against Robin’s kiss swollen lips and ran his fingers through Robin’s silky hair.
“Please Jaime, again. I want you to touch me everywhere,” Robin begged him so delicately and so deliciously that Jaime couldn’t resist.
He pushed Robin back until they both tumbled down onto a soft bed.
Jaime gasped as they pressed the whole length of their bodies together. Robin whimpered and panted under him, begging Jaime for more and telling him so sweetly how much he wanted him.
Jaime’s breath was coming hard in his lungs as he pressed quick frantic kisses all over Robin’s bare chest and neck.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Jaime started awake and sat straight up in his bed. He shivered as he came fully awake. His dick ached and he was panting hard.
Throwing an arm out, Jaime slammed his hand down on the sleep button to put an end to the awful racket.
Images of Robin gasping and writhing under him flashed through Jaime’s mind’s eye and his cock twitched painfully.
Jaime couldn’t help himself. He plunged his hand into his boxers and wrapped it around his dick. He fisted himself frantically, his eyes seeing only Robin’s panting mouth and his hands feeling only Robin’s soft skin.
His orgasm hit him hard and fast, come splattering hotly across his bare belly.
He fell back against his pillows, breathing hard and shivering as sweat cooled on his skin.
“Coñyo,” Jaime swore with feeling and closed his eyes.
Jaime had never seriously considered himself to be gay, per say. He liked girls, he had always liked girls, but recently he had found himself straying to the ‘gay’ section of internet porn more often than usual.
The first time Jaime had looked into gay porn he’d chalked it up to prurient interest. The second time he stuck with the ‘sex is sex and sex is hot’ excuse so it hadn’t bothered him too much.
Jaime never really made a study of his porn interest or what it said about his sexuality. He made it a point to never ask Paco if he looked at gay porn. He didn’t want to know if he was unusual one way or another. All he knew was that it sometimes turned his crank.
Well, gay blow jobs did. Not so much the butt-sex.
Honestly, he’d really only dabbled in the past but now he found himself on the gay sites more often. He realized about two weeks in that he kept looking for more and more pictures of pale, dark haired men with pretty mouths and long legs.
The dreams had started up shortly afterwards. At first it had just been vague impressions strong hands, soft lips and pale skin. Every dream seemed to get more and more vivid right down to the rasp of his body armor against Jaime’s naked skin and Robin’s distinct voice.
Not his Robin-voice, the voice he’d used with Jaime that night in his bathroom. The quiet voice, the soft voice, the gentle voice. Jaime was almost sure that was the voice he used when he was making out with whoever it was that Robin made out with.
There had been rumors about him and Wonder Girl hooking up for a while, but Jaime was almost certain they weren’t true now, if they ever had been.
Jaime knew for a fact that Robin had kissed a boy. Wonder Girl teased him about kissing Kid Flash one time and when Jaime asked about it, Wonder Girl explained that they used to play some pretty wild games of Spin the Bottle back when they were Young Justice. Robin just looked amused as Wonder Girl told the story, not disgusted, so Jaime was pretty sure the guy wasn’t completely opposed to homosexuality.
Jaime signed deeply and rubbed at his eyes with the heel of his palms.
That thought left Jaime with The Question of the Day: How do you ask a guy if he’s into other dudes without sounding gay?
He was pretty sure the answer was: You can’t.
Chapter Six