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Title: No Good Options
Author: Aravis Tarkheena
Pairing: Tim/Dick
Rating: Hard R
Warnings: Maybe Dubcon? Mostly it's just pretty fucked up.
Disclaimer: Not mine, everyone's legal
Word Count: 1,500ish
Author's Notes: for ladyblkrose in the Fic or Treat Meme. Also for my Duc table at dcu_freeforall, prompt #03 wind

No Good Options

The air came into Tim's lungs in harsh, ragged gulps that were almost painful. His muscles ached with fatigue, and his left arm tingled from the effects of the nerve strike that Dick hadn't quite pulled.

It was the first time he and Dick had sparred since Tim came back to Gotham city. Things had been different between them since the moment Tim had walked back into the Cave. More tense, less easy, less relaxed. All of that was palpable here and now, in the air between the two of them.

Tim wasn't pinned, not physically. He was sprawled, almost spread eagle under Dick. He held himself very still, body deliberately relaxed as Dick looked down at him.

There were dozens of ways that Tim could get out from under Dick, and gain the upper hand. Tim had to deliberately made himself not react in all the ways his body screamed at him to. Tim didn't need to go over each and every scenario for his liberation in his head. Tim felt them in his hands and legs and arms. The impulse behind the sudden, abortive moments didn't need to register in his conscious mind for Tim to know where they would lead.

Tim didn't move, though. He controlled those impulses, those instincts that were beaten so fiercely into him. Tim lay, panting and drenched in sweat, transfixed by the look in Dick's eyes.

Dick's eyes were locked on Tim's face with an expression full of fear and indecision and an emotion that Tim couldn't quite name. It was terrible and riveting and Tim just couldn't bring himself to look away no matter how badly he wanted to.

In the end, Tim was glad he had been watching so carefully because the change in Dick's facial expression came in a flash.

Tim didn't even have the chance to brace himself before Dick really was pinning him. Tim was too startled by the look on Dick's face to react properly, when Dick twisted Tim's arm into a brutal lock. The awkward wrench Dick was using to hold Tim's arm, and the weight of Dick's body holding him down made it impossible to get out of the lock without dislocating his shoulder.

Tim could already feel the joint starting to pull out of place. A thrill of fear went through Tim, and he swallowed hard.

Dick was never like this. Ever. Whenever the two of them sparred before , it had always been light, almost playful. They never went full speed, there were never 'accidental' nerve strikes, there were never vicious locks. Dick had never actually hurt Tim.

“Dick what--” Tim was cut off when Dick grabbed him roughly by the chin, and forced his head back.

It was rough, and it was brutal in ways Dick never was. Not with Tim. Not ever with Tim.

His fingers were hard on Tim's jaw, and his eyes were sharp.

Tim went limp again, figuring that whatever Dick was up to it would be best if he thought Tim wasn't going to fight it. It would also be best if Tim's arm wasn't dislocated.

Tim was running through ways to diffuse the situation. He needed to break the tension, and he needed to break it immediately. His whole mind was so focused on that one task that he was completely taken by surprise when Dick kissed him.

That's when everything changed.

Tim's world exploded in a burst of want and terror and confusion. His vision went white and his whole body flushed with heat and passion.

Every hug, every hand through his hair, or quick, chaste kiss flashed through Tim's mind like a bolt. This didn't feel like any of those things. This was something Tim didn't have a frame of reference for.

Tim shivered, and Dick moaned. Dick pressed his hips to Tim's, and he pressed his tongue against Tim's mouth. Tim gasped in shock at the feel of slick heat against his lips. It was slick, and it was fast, and Tim could feel how hard Dick was breathing.

Dick pressed his advantage, and pushed inside Tim's mouth.

A shock was ran through Tim, and he felt boneless and helpless.

He knew he should do something. He should kiss back, he should stop this. He should scream and yell, and reverse the damn lock so he could roll Dick over, rub himself down the length of Dick's body just like--

Just like he had always wanted to, but never had because it was wrong then, and it was just as wrong now.

Tim needed to stop. He had to stop. He had to--

“Fuck, Tim,” Dick groaned against his mouth. Dick's wet lips were just as soft as Tim's had always guessed they would be.

Another thrill of want rushed through him, followed quickly by another rush of fear.

“Stop,” Tim rasped, but his voice was barely audible.

Dick's fingers tightened on Tim's arm. He pressed soft, frantic kisses to Tim's mouth and jaw and neck. Tim squirmed and gasped in pain as his movements wrenched his shoulder joint.

“Stop,” he said again, louder this time, and more desperate.

“I don't think I can,” Dick said, and his voice was full of giddy fear. “I can't anymore. I need you, little brother. I need you so bad. It hurt so much to send you away but I had to because if I hadn't-” Dick broke off with a harsh laugh, and shook his head.

Dick's hair tickled the sensitive skin of Tim's neck. The puffs of breath that came with every laugh teased along Tim's throat in a way that made him push close to that hot, wet mouth. All Tim wanted, all Tim could think of, was begging Dick to kiss him there.

“If I hadn't sent you away, I would have done this,” Dick emphasized the last word with a squeeze of his hands on Tim's arms. “I would have done this when you were too vulnerable, too broken, too needy to say no to me.”

Tim couldn't seem to absorb what Dick was saying. He heard the words, but they didn't make sense. None of this seemed right. None of this seemed like Dick. There had been no indication that he had ever--

There was absolutely no indication--

“I would have taken advantage, and you would have hated me for it. Maybe you do, even now. Or maybe you hate me already for sending you away in the first place.” Dick let out an exasperated sound. “There were no good options. You have to see that, Tim. There were no good options.”

“I see,” Tim began and winced at the breathless quality of his own voice. He cleared his throat and tried again. “I see that you're pretty broken and needy yourself just now. I've gotten better, Dick, but you haven't. This is still not a good option, Dick. For either of us. You know that.”

Dick laughed a low, almost hysterical laugh and dropped his head to Tim's shoulder.

“We can't do this Dick,” Tim said and heard an edge of desperation creep into his voice, but it was much steadier than it had been before. Especially compared to Dick's right now. “I don't want to do this.”

“Yes you do,” Dick shot back almost bitterly. “Don't lie to me. I can't believe you ever thought you could. Do you think I would do this if I didn't know. You do want this, Tim. You've always wanted this and--”

Maybe Dick had reared back just enough, maybe he had taken just enough pressure off of the lock, or maybe Tim was just that panicked. Tim somehow managed enough leverage to reverse the lock and punch Dick in the side of the head.

Tim didn't pull the blow.

Dick jerked back with a bark of surprise. He tried to evade the strike, but didn't quite manage it. Tim used Dick's own momentum to roll them both over. He scrambled away from Dick as quickly as he could, still in a crouch.

“Maybe,” Tim began as Dick brought a hand to place on the side of his head that Tim had struck him. “Maybe when I was twelve, but I'm not twelve anymore, Dick. I know better now, and you're the last thing I could ever want.”

Dick's eyes went dark and heartbroken. Tim could see the pain in them, and he had to turn away. He couldn't look at Dick anymore. Not now that all the careful lies, and well meaning deceptions were stripped away, Tim couldn't face it.

He couldn't face Dick.

Tim ran. He found his Ducati and exited the cave on autopilot.

He rushed out into the crisp cleansing darkness of the night. The wind hit his face and he let it wash everything away. He let it blast the hurt, and pain, and fear from his skin, from his body, from his soul.

Tim imagined that the wind washed him clean of all that had happened between he and Dick. He picked up the speed and the wind gusted around him with a seething intensity. He took comfort in the biting sting of it.

Tim drove very fast, and didn't think.


( 33 comments — Leave a comment )
Nov. 20th, 2010 03:36 am (UTC)
Poor Tim! O_O

Wow, this was heartbreaking and terrifying. :(

Nov. 20th, 2010 03:17 pm (UTC)
Yeah, I was going for seriously screwed up. Poor Timmy. :(
Nov. 20th, 2010 04:42 am (UTC)
*gulp* Oh wow! That's so...


You are amazing, you really are.
Nov. 20th, 2010 03:18 pm (UTC)
Yeah man, ouch is right. The whole thing's pretty messed up. Tim's gonna be head fucked for a while over this I think. :(
Nov. 20th, 2010 05:11 am (UTC)

Wow, that was equally hot and depressing. Poor Tim and Dick

Nov. 20th, 2010 03:19 pm (UTC)
That's what I was going for. Sexily fucked up.
Nov. 20th, 2010 07:42 am (UTC)
o.o O.o o.O O.O 0.0
UGHUG that was so RAW that it skidded of the bone and tore out ligament. And I kept waiting for it to resolve one way or another but you kept it ravaged, bloody and raw. BRAVO
Thank you for sharing that, if you keep churning out shit like this I may have to climb back into that Nightwing costume, now where did I put teh baby oil so that I can slather up to squeeze into the darn thing.....
Nov. 20th, 2010 03:21 pm (UTC)
Oh yeah, there's no possible way either of them could have come out of this anything remotely like intact.

I'll grab mine, come over and help you out. :D
Nov. 20th, 2010 07:56 am (UTC)
Man. I really love seeing Tim's growth.

He really... I don't know how to explain it, but you captured it well.

Tim is always learning... always moving forward, there is always direction. And Dick... Dick seems stagnant in this? Needy?

I really loved the distinction between the two.

Thanks for sharing, love!
Nov. 20th, 2010 03:23 pm (UTC)
Yeah the thing is, Dick put Tim in a position where he HAD to grow. He had to become something else because there was nothing left for him to BE.

Dick on the other hand was forced into a position where he had to go back to being a part of himself he HATED and feared and therefore COULDN'T grow at all. He was stuck behind rock walls while Tim flew free, you know?

I mean, it can't have FELT that way to Tim, but still.

Glad you liked it. Sorry it was so sad. :(
Nov. 20th, 2010 03:41 pm (UTC)


Oh that is just painful and heartbreaking.

I think I'll just curl up in the corner and cry a little. (where is the happy fic?)
Nov. 20th, 2010 11:19 pm (UTC)
*pets* I'm sorry babe.

I rarely write sad fic but when I do I toss in a healthy dose of fucked up, huh?

Tonight's is a silly Tim/Tam. It'll cheer you up. <3

I picked my prompt for the WFGE. It should be fuuuuuun. Are you doing one?
Nov. 21st, 2010 03:26 am (UTC)
Yay happy Tim/Tam and the world is now a much better place.

Oh I love your Bruce/Clark can't wait to read it. did you pick the one with Bruce/Clark having sex covered in pumpkin seeds?

Since I'm doing my 'holiday story for everyone" I don't do the gift exchanges even though they always look like fun to do. And I think you'll be happy to know that Roy/Kon/Tim won. So we get our boys for Christmas :D. Also Gambit! And Hawkeye. And Ra's. I seriously need to sit down and plot this out.

And as a random thing I LOVE your new icon. It's so adorable.
Nov. 21st, 2010 03:45 am (UTC)
I forgot how silly the fic was until half way through typing it up. Most of it is just bantering nonsense. :DDD

I did not pick the pumpkin seed one. I'm doing the DCAU one that takes place before they 'meet'. I miiiiiiiight do the one where Clark ruins Bruce's expensive suit.

Oh yeah, I forgot. Yay Roy/Tim/Kon. Seriously, that's gonna be the ship you're known for now. :D Gambit having a cameo will be awesome.

Yeah, I'm going to have to sit down and do some plotting tomorrow, I think. Email me if you need some help. We can bounce ideas off each other. <3

ISN'T IT? Gloria sent me a link to this picture where Bruce is carrying Dick and Jay away on his shoulder. Alfred has Day in his arms and TIm's following behind lecturing with a book in his hands. It's adorable. The art is almost Edward Goreyish in it's style. I'll see if I can dig up the link for you.

HERE IT ISSSS: http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc42ffBUDw1qdqsyro1_1280.png?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&Expires=1290227917&Signature=G4grurGAaqxI1kIwC4D%2FuU7r5TU%3D

So cute.
Nov. 21st, 2010 04:08 am (UTC)
Apparently I do not have the hand of small print yet. Sorry about that.

You do the best banter, I can't wait to read it. Aw love the DCAU Clark and Bruce that'll be fun.

Oh I will so email you for help :} People voted for a three parter and the list of Characters, places, and events will be huge I'm afraid.

Hmm the link isn't working for me, but the pic sounds adorable.
Nov. 21st, 2010 04:21 am (UTC)
Not a problem. I change font size all the time. :DD

I love writing Tim/Tam banter. She teases and undermines him like NO ONE ELSE. Even Steph leaves him with SOME dignity. Tam DOESN"T. :DDD

We'll figure it out together! It'll be like a puzzle. <3

I'm sorry. She sent it yesterday and I think it's one of those things that expires quickly. I'll check with her and see if she has a copy.
Nov. 20th, 2010 04:38 pm (UTC)
Wow, so... uh.

Yeah, I'm in love with this. In an depressed sort of way.
Nov. 20th, 2010 11:20 pm (UTC)

Are you reading Children's Crusade? I'm loving it so much.

I'm glad you liked the fic, even if it was awfully depressing. :(
Nov. 22nd, 2010 06:58 pm (UTC)
Icon love yourself there :). And I'm really diggin the mini!Tim icon, love the artist to that one ^^!

Yeah, I'm reading it and everything else Young Avengers-y :D. It's totally awesome but I try not to read them all over again since my To-Draw-List is so big and RL is sucking away my time. I can't afford to get dreamy and inspired with new pic-bunnies DD:.

I do like angst, I just have to be careful when reading it so that I don't fall into a gloomy mood, which is to easy with everything piling on right now. But I always look forward to read your latest fics.
Nov. 22nd, 2010 07:36 pm (UTC)
I wish I knew who it WAS. Gloria linked it to me and I guess she just randomly found it. I really wish I could FIND the artist. :(

I'm loving YA these days. They're so much fun. <3

I totally know what you mean about the comics inspiring you. I'm pretty much DYING to write a few YA fics, myself. WE MUST STAY STRONG!

Oh man, I'm the same way. That's why I mostly write HAPPY things, or things with happy endings. Writing and reading depressing stuff just brings me down so much. The day after I posted this I just posted some PURE fluff. :D

I'm sorry RL is dragging you down. I absolutely feel you on that. I was away from LJ for MONTHS this year because of RL crap. It's so disheartening when you don't even have the time to do things you ENJOY. I hope things ease up for you a bit soon. Then you draw Billy 'til your heart's content. <3
Nov. 22nd, 2010 07:55 pm (UTC)
Oh, sorry, I’ll link it http://lukico.deviantart.com/. There is some awesome art waiting on the other side ^_^.

Right? It’s a nice break from the grim and heavy even though I’m sensing some drama in the coming future :D.

Oh, you writing an YA fic *starts drooling* there are some great ones out there but not nearly enough (to satisfy me at least) one of my personal favorites are the ones that explore the characters background since that is lacking in the comic so far, unfortunately (then again they have been on hiatus for HOW long? Not to much time to explore on.). One of them is called Teenage Wasteland. You know what? I might as well link that one to :) http://redshirtdiary.livejournal.com/921.html#cutid1 it’s just that good.

Thanks. Really it cheers me up to hear your encouragements. I’m not gonna stop fighting the fight that is real life but it’s nice to be reminded of why sometimes :).

Actually, I just posted a picture with Bill and Ted. It’s not my best but if you want some art it’s there.
Dec. 28th, 2010 01:34 am (UTC)
Sorry it took so long to reply to this. it got buried in my inbox. D:

I'll totally check out that fic and I really appreciate the link to that art site. There is TIM/TAM. That girl is my new hero. <3

Thanks man *knuckle bump*

Dec. 30th, 2010 01:36 am (UTC)
No prob buddy :).

Oh yeah! And thanks for the cyber knuckle bump :D *high five*!

Nov. 20th, 2010 09:34 pm (UTC)
Somehow I was thinkin' it will end up kissing and hugging, but I like some drama, it leaves space for further action, I guess. Thankew, it's so intriguing!
Nov. 20th, 2010 11:21 pm (UTC)
I'd like to hope that they make up sooner or later. I feel like Tim will go and tell Kon what happened, then Kon will go and threaten to beat up Dick. That'll force a confrontation and everything will be better after that.
Nov. 21st, 2010 03:06 am (UTC)
Oh this was so intense! Poor Tim, and poor Dick too!! Both boys are so hurting here, and in different ways!

Tim was getting something he had wanted, but not in the way he wanted. And Dick is so messed up, as Tim noted. Tim had healed, but Dick had not. And it was so heartbreaking to see the disconnect there, and to see Dick trying to reach out and trying to do what he thought Tim wanted, and not understanding that Tim's moved beyond. Or at least, he's in a better mental place to understand what he wants and how he wants it.

This was really well done, my dear. The emotions were so raw and powerful. My heart was just breaking during reading this for both boys, so bravo on that! The reader definitely sympathizes more strongly with Tim, but you did a great job making Dick also sympathetic despite his actions (which, in his view, was fitting and what Tim wanted). That's not an easy feat!
Nov. 21st, 2010 03:22 am (UTC)
I think Dick can SEE Tim pulling away from him and this was just a last desperate attempt to connect with him in the ways that he used to. Of course, in classic bat style, he went about in completely the wrong way.

This hurt to write. I love Tim's relationship with Dick. I love what Dick MEANS to him.

I mean, I don't think Tim's PISSED at Dick about this. I think he's mostly scared and confused. I think Dick's super upset and totally sure he fucked things up for good.

The worst part about this? I'm not sure how it would END. Hopefully well. :(
Nov. 21st, 2010 03:42 am (UTC)
I definitely didn't gather from the story that Tim was pissed at Dick, it totally came through that he was scared, confused, and trying to cope. And poor, poor Dick.

Is it wrong that the first thing I though of when you mentioned your not sure how this would end is: "Intervention party!" I blame my roommate for getting me addicted to How I Met Your Mother for that. But seriously, I think once Tim and Dick have a little time to cope with what transpired between them, a sit-down of some sort is necessary for them to hash this out. Dick needs to understand what Tim was trying to tell him, as with it coming in such a heightened emotional state I'm not sure just how much Dick took in and comprehended. Perhaps since Tim has been forced to deal with everything and grow, he can work to help Dick do the same...

...and maybe have hot, passionate sex later on when Dick is finally fixed. :o)
Nov. 21st, 2010 04:00 am (UTC)
*snickers* Oh man, How I met Your MOther makes me laugh so hard. I love Marshall. He's amazing. :D

NOW I'M picturing it. :DDD

I bet the Titans would have Interventions for each other ALL THE TIME. :DD

So, I see Tim confiding in Kon, who confronts Dick and THAT leads to communication of some sort between the three of them. Then Tim and Dick decide to put actual EFFORT into their relationship rather than just letting STAGNATE.

And of course then the THREE Of them can have hot passionate sex together. <3
Nov. 21st, 2010 05:43 pm (UTC)
I really, really, really like the scenario you laid out there. :D
Nov. 22nd, 2010 12:20 am (UTC)
What would be awesome would be a comic sequel that has no dialogue and focuses on Kon's facial expressions through the whole thing.

Panel 1: Tim and Kon sitting together, Tim's all sad and Kon looks dumbstruck
Panel 2: Kon flies off, Tim in tow, looking FURIOUS!
Panel 3: Kon yells at Dick while dick looks BLANK
Panel 4: Dick and Tim look CAUTIOUS while Kon watches SUSPICIOUSLY
Panel 5: Dick and Tim hug and Kon looks happy
Panel 6: DIck and TIm kiss and Kon looks turned on.
Panel 7: Dick starts in on Tim's uniform and Kon looks like christmas has come early. <333
Nov. 22nd, 2010 04:58 pm (UTC)
Oh my gosh! Too funny! I love the idea of the comic strip with focusing on Kon's reactions. Hehehe.

Perhaps, should you use this in the sequel, you can actively describe Kon's reactions, both facial and emotional. It would be equally as funny/hot, I think.

(Though if someone wanted to make a strip illustrating what you outlined above I would love them forever!)
Nov. 22nd, 2010 07:38 pm (UTC)
Seriously, it would be epic. :D

Mostly because Kon's SO EXPRESSIVE you wouldn't need dialogue.

I don't think something written would get the feel across as well as something drawn, unfortunately. I"m not sure how I would DO it.
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