Fic: Rainbow’s Freedom (The Jewel In The Crown Arc) (20/31)
Title: Rainbow’s Freedom (The Jewel In The Crown Arc) (20/31)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Hal/Steve, Steve/Diana
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. The House Of Wayne travels off-world to the planet of Jovara on an important mission, and lovers Clark and Bruce learn more about their Master/slave dynamic through the eyes of this exotic culture. Meanwhile, Hal and Steve attempt to aid Diana and the Amazons to finally break free of their centuries-long enslavement on Paradise Island. The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Challenge Category: Section E (Slavefic)
Rating: (this chapter): NC-17
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Hal feels more like a third wheel than ever.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): April 26, 2009
Date Of Posting: April 4, 2010
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 959
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Entered into the 2010 DCU Fic/Art Bondage Challenge.
"Three’s a crowd."
Author Unknown
20th Century, C.E.
XX
THIRD WHEEL
Hal walked into the house, glad to be home. He’d never liked the nuts-and-bolts of moving. Boxes and furniture and trying to keep fragile stuff in one piece was a pain-in-the-butt for him, never mind someone else.
Oh, well, now his cousin owed him one.
He dumped his duffel bag in the bedroom, wondering where Steve was. The guest room door was closed, so that meant Diana was home. Steve wouldn’t have left her home alone. She might be on the road to recovery, but his lover was protective of his Angel.
Hal sighed. He felt more and more like a third wheel around those two. They were clearly in love.
He bit his lip. Maybe he should move out, give them space.
Restlessly he wandered out to the living room. Glancing at the guest room door, he walked toward it. He should check on Diana. Slowly he opened the door.
His eyes widened as he saw Steve and Diana entwined, the bedcovers half off, exposing creamy skin and luscious curves as they slept. Diana’s eyes fluttered open. He quickly closed the door.
He walked over to the bar, hand shaking as he poured a Saurian brandy. Okay, he shouldn’t be shocked. He and Steve weren’t married, and he was a commitmentphobe. Steve had been infatuated with the Princess since Day One.
What was there to be surprised about?
He took a long gulp of brandy.
Yeah, third wheel.
& & & & & &
“How are you, my love?”
“Mmm, good, Angel.”
Diana smiled as s a slowly-waking Steve stroked her hip.
“I am glad.”
Steve gently kissed her breast. “You are amazing.”
Diana’s smile increased. “You are the same.” She rubbed his shoulder. “Hal is home.”
“Oh.” Steve looked guilty. “I…”
“He knows. He came to check on me.”
Steve sighed. “I better go talk to him.”
“We both shall. But first a shower.”
Steve grinned ruefully. “Yes.”
& & & & & &
Hal poured another glass of Saurian brandy. The fiery liquid burned down his throat as he tipped the glass. He could hear the shower water running.
Being this upset was stupid. He and Steve didn’t even have an exclusive relationship. Why was he so freaked out?
Because she's the one who could take Steve away from you for good.
He wasn’t ready to be the ex-boyfriend, relegated to best friend as the lovers danced the night away.
Damnit, it hurt.
The bedroom door opened. “Hal.”
Hal’s fingers tightened around the glass. He took a deep breath and turned.
Steve was damp from the shower, blond hair dark and pasted to his head. He wore a light-blue short-sleeved shirt and dark-blue pants.
Diana was right beside him, hair flowing over her shoulders, wearing a low-cut sleeveless squash-colored peasant blouse and red retro Capri pants.
They looked gorgeous together.
“Look, I knew you guys were in love. Don’t worry about it.” He drained his glass and turned to re-fill it.
“Hal...” Steve’s voice was pleading.
“Really, Stevie, it’s okay.”
“Hal.” This time Diana spoke.
Hal turned again, trying to still the trembling in the hand holding the glass.
“Steve, you still love him?”
Steve’s blue eyes met Hal’s brown ones. “Yes.”
“Then there is no problem.”
“Um, Princess…” Hal said.
“You love Steve,” she said.
“I…I do.” He smiled slightly at Steve’s joy.
“Then…?”
“Well, for one thing, you and I don’t love each other.”
“No, and perhaps we never will, but you have a good heart, Hal Jordan. I would welcome you in my bed.”
Steve looked hopeful as Hal’s jaw dropped.
“Are you proposing a three-way, Princess? Because you don’t have to. I’m sure you’ve had your fill of sex with men you don’t love.”
“True, but you see, I am doing the proposing here. I choose. And I have affection for you, Hal Jordan. Unless I am unappealing.”
“Oh, definitely not, Princess.” Hal looked at Steve. “Stevie?”
Steve held out his hand. “I’d say it’s time to give you a proper welcome home, my friend.”
Hal looked at the smiling couple before him, drank his brandy, and set the glass down. He took Steve’s hand and Diana put a hand on his back as they went to her room.
What followed was almost dream-like as Diana unbuttoned Hal’s shirt and Steve tugged down his pants. They undressed him with loving care, Diana kissing his collarbone, Steve his hip and thigh. He shivered as Diana kissed his chest. He stroked her hair, gasping as Steve pulled down his briefs and ran his tongue over his buttocks.
Hal found himself on the bed, Steve and Diana disrobing, the revealing of Amazon beauty breathtaking. Steve smiled at Hal, then climbed up on the bed and knelt behind Hal’s head.
Diana climbed up, straddling Hal and running her hands up his chest. She leaned down and brushed her breasts over his face, moaning as Hal’s mouth closed around a nipple and began to suck. Steve stroked her hair and Hal’s shoulder, the scent of his arousal strong.
She pulled back, scurrying back words as Steve positioned himself over Hal’s face, Hal eagerly taking the blond’s cock and sucking, Diana’s hair tickling his nipples as she bent down, her mouth sliding down his stomach and licking his cock.
Hal moaned as she swallowed him, a finger entering his ass and playing with him as Steve pumped in-and-out of his mouth.
Heaven.
When Steve came into his mouth, Hal jerked his hips and spurted into Diana just as her finger hit his prostate.
As he lay panting, Diana curled up between his splayed legs and Steve draped beside him, he thought, Yeah, I think this might work.
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Pairings/Characters continued: Hal/Steve/Diana! ;)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Hal/Steve, Steve/Diana
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. The House Of Wayne travels off-world to the planet of Jovara on an important mission, and lovers Clark and Bruce learn more about their Master/slave dynamic through the eyes of this exotic culture. Meanwhile, Hal and Steve attempt to aid Diana and the Amazons to finally break free of their centuries-long enslavement on Paradise Island. The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Challenge Category: Section E (Slavefic)
Rating: (this chapter): NC-17
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Hal feels more like a third wheel than ever.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): April 26, 2009
Date Of Posting: April 4, 2010
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 959
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Entered into the 2010 DCU Fic/Art Bondage Challenge.
"Three’s a crowd."
Author Unknown
20th Century, C.E.
XX
THIRD WHEEL
Hal walked into the house, glad to be home. He’d never liked the nuts-and-bolts of moving. Boxes and furniture and trying to keep fragile stuff in one piece was a pain-in-the-butt for him, never mind someone else.
Oh, well, now his cousin owed him one.
He dumped his duffel bag in the bedroom, wondering where Steve was. The guest room door was closed, so that meant Diana was home. Steve wouldn’t have left her home alone. She might be on the road to recovery, but his lover was protective of his Angel.
Hal sighed. He felt more and more like a third wheel around those two. They were clearly in love.
He bit his lip. Maybe he should move out, give them space.
Restlessly he wandered out to the living room. Glancing at the guest room door, he walked toward it. He should check on Diana. Slowly he opened the door.
His eyes widened as he saw Steve and Diana entwined, the bedcovers half off, exposing creamy skin and luscious curves as they slept. Diana’s eyes fluttered open. He quickly closed the door.
He walked over to the bar, hand shaking as he poured a Saurian brandy. Okay, he shouldn’t be shocked. He and Steve weren’t married, and he was a commitmentphobe. Steve had been infatuated with the Princess since Day One.
What was there to be surprised about?
He took a long gulp of brandy.
Yeah, third wheel.
& & & & & &
“How are you, my love?”
“Mmm, good, Angel.”
Diana smiled as s a slowly-waking Steve stroked her hip.
“I am glad.”
Steve gently kissed her breast. “You are amazing.”
Diana’s smile increased. “You are the same.” She rubbed his shoulder. “Hal is home.”
“Oh.” Steve looked guilty. “I…”
“He knows. He came to check on me.”
Steve sighed. “I better go talk to him.”
“We both shall. But first a shower.”
Steve grinned ruefully. “Yes.”
& & & & & &
Hal poured another glass of Saurian brandy. The fiery liquid burned down his throat as he tipped the glass. He could hear the shower water running.
Being this upset was stupid. He and Steve didn’t even have an exclusive relationship. Why was he so freaked out?
Because she's the one who could take Steve away from you for good.
He wasn’t ready to be the ex-boyfriend, relegated to best friend as the lovers danced the night away.
Damnit, it hurt.
The bedroom door opened. “Hal.”
Hal’s fingers tightened around the glass. He took a deep breath and turned.
Steve was damp from the shower, blond hair dark and pasted to his head. He wore a light-blue short-sleeved shirt and dark-blue pants.
Diana was right beside him, hair flowing over her shoulders, wearing a low-cut sleeveless squash-colored peasant blouse and red retro Capri pants.
They looked gorgeous together.
“Look, I knew you guys were in love. Don’t worry about it.” He drained his glass and turned to re-fill it.
“Hal...” Steve’s voice was pleading.
“Really, Stevie, it’s okay.”
“Hal.” This time Diana spoke.
Hal turned again, trying to still the trembling in the hand holding the glass.
“Steve, you still love him?”
Steve’s blue eyes met Hal’s brown ones. “Yes.”
“Then there is no problem.”
“Um, Princess…” Hal said.
“You love Steve,” she said.
“I…I do.” He smiled slightly at Steve’s joy.
“Then…?”
“Well, for one thing, you and I don’t love each other.”
“No, and perhaps we never will, but you have a good heart, Hal Jordan. I would welcome you in my bed.”
Steve looked hopeful as Hal’s jaw dropped.
“Are you proposing a three-way, Princess? Because you don’t have to. I’m sure you’ve had your fill of sex with men you don’t love.”
“True, but you see, I am doing the proposing here. I choose. And I have affection for you, Hal Jordan. Unless I am unappealing.”
“Oh, definitely not, Princess.” Hal looked at Steve. “Stevie?”
Steve held out his hand. “I’d say it’s time to give you a proper welcome home, my friend.”
Hal looked at the smiling couple before him, drank his brandy, and set the glass down. He took Steve’s hand and Diana put a hand on his back as they went to her room.
What followed was almost dream-like as Diana unbuttoned Hal’s shirt and Steve tugged down his pants. They undressed him with loving care, Diana kissing his collarbone, Steve his hip and thigh. He shivered as Diana kissed his chest. He stroked her hair, gasping as Steve pulled down his briefs and ran his tongue over his buttocks.
Hal found himself on the bed, Steve and Diana disrobing, the revealing of Amazon beauty breathtaking. Steve smiled at Hal, then climbed up on the bed and knelt behind Hal’s head.
Diana climbed up, straddling Hal and running her hands up his chest. She leaned down and brushed her breasts over his face, moaning as Hal’s mouth closed around a nipple and began to suck. Steve stroked her hair and Hal’s shoulder, the scent of his arousal strong.
She pulled back, scurrying back words as Steve positioned himself over Hal’s face, Hal eagerly taking the blond’s cock and sucking, Diana’s hair tickling his nipples as she bent down, her mouth sliding down his stomach and licking his cock.
Hal moaned as she swallowed him, a finger entering his ass and playing with him as Steve pumped in-and-out of his mouth.
Heaven.
When Steve came into his mouth, Hal jerked his hips and spurted into Diana just as her finger hit his prostate.
As he lay panting, Diana curled up between his splayed legs and Steve draped beside him, he thought, Yeah, I think this might work.
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Pairings/Characters continued: Hal/Steve/Diana! ;)