Fic: Proxy (Robin)

[iesika]

STUDY, STUDY, JUSTINE!

Title: Proxy
Summary: It's kind of his specialty.
Characters: Tim, OMC
Rating: Genish - with implications



Tyler stands in the mouth of the alley, watching Robin tie the jerk who'd jumped him to a streetlight. He tests his sore lip with his tongue and tastes blood. When he looks down, there is a button missing from his shirt.

When he looks up, Robin is staring at him. "Are you okay?" he asks.

Tyler opens his mouth to tell him, yeah, sure, he's fine, just a little shook-up, but what comes out is, "You're Robin!" He wants to slap himself, because, oh God, he sounds like an idiot. He sounds like an idiot in front of a superhero, and it's like he can't stop, because he says, "I don't look like you at all!"

Robin stands up and stares at him. "What?"

"Oh - um. Nothing," Tyler says, because the connection between his brain and mouth has reengaged. It's true, though. They both have black hair, but the resemblence ends there. Robin's hair is short, and spiked up, and his face is much leaner, without the baby-fat that soften's Tyler's cheeks and makes him look younger. His whole body is leaner - they're almost of a height, but Robin's very thin, for all his obvious fitness.

He's...kind of hot, actually. He'd make good money if he weren't a superhero. Especially with the way he moves. He stalks closer and Tyler backs up a little, back into the alley and off the street.

Robin follows. "Tell me," he says, and Tyler swallows. His voice is low, and a little rough, and very menacing.

"I - there's this guy - well a couple of guys, now, but this one guy I met at this party... He said I looked like you."

"Did he." Robin's tone is flat, and Tyler can't tell if he's laughing or angry or what.

He starts to babble. "He's a really good customer, and mostly he just wants me to tie him up and smack him around a little - he got me a costume and it's really good, not like the cheap ones for Halloween or whatever. It's kind of my specialty? Some guys want me to fuck 'em, and there's girls, too - lots of girls. And a couple of people like to tie me up and stuff, but I kind of hate it - "

Robin hasn't moved - hasn't so much as twitched - so Tyler keeps rambling. "I was so proud of my costume, but it's all wrong! The cape is yellow, and I've got silly little shoes instead of boots like yours, and no pants - just these tiny little - "

Robin's got him backed into a shadowed doorway before Tyler even realizes that he'd moved. His hand clamps tight over Tyler's mouth, and he's looking over his shoulder, checking the alley... Did Tyler piss him off? Did he piss off a superhero? He thinks he did. He kind of hopes he did, because the alternative is that they're hiding from something, and anything Robin needs to hide from -

He watches Robin's throat bob as he swallows, and then when Robin speaks again, his voice is low and urgent.

"How much?" he asks.

END



Where are my prizes?

Comments

[shiny-glor-chan.livejournal.com]

Oh my. Bad, Timmy, bad. XD

[iesika.livejournal.com]

This thing gives me so much glee. Is that wrong?

[zenithjolt.livejournal.com]

Eeeeeee!!

Omg, Tim, you naughty boy XD

So, Tyler's got Dick's costume, and does this mean Tim's crushing on Dick? (i suppose if he is then it's his lucky day then :P)

[iesika.livejournal.com]

I kind of tried to describe him a little in relation to Tim...similarly short, round cheeked, maybe a little less lean... Hair's a little longer, too.

So, yes. Dick.

Tim is always crushing on Dick! Don't you know that by now?

I forsee a long and fruitful relationship, with significant benefits for both parties. Not that I will be writing about it.

But if someone else wants to write about Dick finding out, I think i would explode with glee

[faile-neume.livejournal.com]

Well I definitely plan to put this on the Pornday list. So if I might add Dick finding out.

Oh. Oh. OH. Tim and hooker!boy are going to have sex more than once, and one time Dick follows Tim because Timmy has been acting a little strange. And he follows him to a hotel (not sure if it's a nice one or a shit hole) and nearly falls over when he sees Tim undressing, well, /him/. But once he's recovered from shock he finds that he has to watch because he can't look away and oh god is his lookalike tied up and Tim's kissing him and riding him and wow Tim really looks like he's enjoying himself. And then Tim is sneaking home and Dick grabs him and pushes him up against a walk.

Dick: That was me.
Tim: *whimpers*
Dick: you're fucking some hooker that looks like me. *pause* You could have actually asked /me/
Tim: Oh.

[ladymirth.livejournal.com]

Of all the dirty, twisted, disturbing, freaky, wrong ideas to come up with...

...DO IT AGAIN! *jumps up and down* XD

I wants porn naow. Again. U is bad influence persons.

Edit: Okay, so my comment shows up in one window but not the other. Whut?

[iesika.livejournal.com]

The missing comment materializes! I had a notification, and my comment count registered one more than was displaying.

Of all the dirty, twisted, disturbing, freaky, wrong ideas to come up with......DO IT AGAIN! *jumps up and down* XD

I do aim to please...

[faile-neume.livejournal.com]

Also this is awesome.

You get prizes in the form of lots of porn once my exams are over.

[faile-neume.livejournal.com]

And oh man I just thought of something.

Tim has one of Dick's costumes.

Maybe he'll let Tyler borrow it for a night.

[iesika.livejournal.com]

!

[iesika.livejournal.com]

STUDY, STUDY, JUSTINE!

[glymr]

Oooh, shame on you, Timmy! LOL

Will Tyler ever grow his hair and wear a sex-wing suit? *grins* I'm sure Tim would buy him one...

Hey, have you ever read #3 from this meme? This reminded me a little of it. ^_^

[iesika.livejournal.com]

I have! ha ha. This is Robin though, which has to make it even better for our dear Timmy.

I can't stop writing it! Takes place after the last bit I wrote.

[faile-neume.livejournal.com]

Tyler hates working the streets. He'd much rather be in the brothel, safe and warm where only paying customers can hurt him. The street is full of dangerous people and dark alleys but there's a roster and and it's his turn and he'd rather be on the street than let the girls or the younger boys do it.

A man comes up to him, all shadowy faced and muscled and he's leaning over Tyler and pushing him back up against the wall before Tyler can say anything.

"Any thing I can do for you sir?" Tyler manages to ask, even though the man doesn't look like he's going to be the sort of person who pays.

Tyler casts a quick glance down the street just as the man grabs him around the throat. There's no one in the alley except him and the man.

He gets turned around, shoved face first into the wall and the man's face is near his throat.

"Pretty little boy, can I make you scream?" the voice is rough and low.

Tyler's terrified, he knows people who have been in a situation like this. They usually end up dead. Cut to bits and left in an alley. Tyler tries to push away from the wall, tries to get away but the man's grip is tight and he just pushes Tyler's cheek into the wall. It's brick and it scratches and Tyler feels warm blood trickling down his cheek.

The man jerks down Tyler's pants and Tyler cries out because he's fucking terrified and then the man shouts and the pressure is off his back and the sound of a bone breaking meets his ears.

Tyler turns around and sinks to the floor, putting one hand on his cheek to feel the wound there. It stings and it's bleedy pretty freely but he doesn't care one he realizes what exactly happened.

The man is on the floor, Robin standing over him. This is the second time Robin has saved his life and it's starting to be a worrying pattern.

The man gets up off the floor and Robin /lets/ him and it confuses Tyler until Robin kicks the man back to the ground and there's a sickening thud and it makes sense why Robin let him up.

Then Robin is at his side, his gloved hands gently pulling away Tyler's hand and inspecting his cheek.

"Are you okay?" Robin asks and he sounds as scared as Tyler feels.

Tyler just nods and leans into Robin's touch, letting him spray the wound with antiseptic and cover it with a thin gauze patch.

"I'm not letting anyone hurt you again," Robin informs him bluntly and it takes Tyler a second to process it.

"What? I don't. What?" Tyler stutters.

"You aren't getting hurt again," Robin pratically growls at him.

"This is my job, sometimes shit like this happens," Tyler responds, trying to sound braver than he feels.

"How much?" Robin asks.

Tyler blinks in confusion.

"I'll buy you off your pimp. How much?" Robin questions further, his voice soft and human sounding again.

"You can't, you can't. It doesn't work like that. You just can't buy me," Tyler insists.

Robin looks at him like Tyler's just grown an extra head.

"Of course I can," Robin states like it's obvious, "Now come on."

Part Two

[faile-neume.livejournal.com]

He helps Tyler stand and before Tyler even realizes what's going on an arm is around his waist and he hears a low mechanical hiss and they're shooting into the air. Tyler grabs hold of Robin's shoulders as they land on a fire escape and Robin leads him up the stairs to the roof.

"Where are we going?" Tyler finally has the presence of mind to ask.

"To one of my safe houses, you'll stay there whilst I go negotiate with your pimp," Robin informs him.

"And then what? Did you even think this through? What am I going to do for food? For rent? This is my /job/ Robin. For christ's sake you can't just run in and save the day. I'm not some damsel in distress you can swoop in and carry away," Tyler shouts, not sure if he's angry at Robin for doing this to him or at himself for /wanting/ it.

Robin stops and stares at him like he's been struck. He grabs Tyler by the shoulders and shakes him a little.

"You can get another job, a real job. And I can pay for anything you need anyway," Robin says.

"And what about us? Do I still work for you, are we still going to-?" Tyler trails off, his throat tight.

"I- yes. Yes I want to- You'll be mine, we can still- If you want," Robin sounds so unsure and it makes Tyler's heart clench, but then Robin shakes his head and he's back as /Robin/ and his voice is clear and strong, "For now, I'm going to get you safe, then we'll sort out the rest."

Tyler nods and then an arm is around his waist again and they shoot off into the night. Tyler clutching tight to Robin and wondering how the hell he got into this mess.

And whether he'll be able to get out unscathed.

Re: Part Two

[iesika.livejournal.com]

DOOOOOOOOOOOM!

You have to stop being awesome an study, because I am going to bed, now.

Re: I can't stop writing it! Takes place after the last bit I wrote.

[iesika.livejournal.com]

I know that this isn't what you intended, but that last line or three really plays into my sociopath Tim thing. ^_^;;;

[darthanne.livejournal.com]

this was soooo good as was the comment fic. *wants more*

[iesika.livejournal.com]

Heh, glad you liked it. faile_neume really ought to be STUDYING though...

I think you'd like this one if you haven't seen it.

[aravistarkheena.livejournal.com]

Oh god Tim, you slut.

[iesika.livejournal.com]

Oh, hush. You know you like him that way.

[snake-easing.livejournal.com]

Oh God! The reversal is inspired.

[iesika.livejournal.com]

Why, thank you.

*evil grin*

[glymr]

Follow this link for more porn set in this universe.

[iesika.livejournal.com]

You. I.

Of course you do this when you know in advance I won't even be ONLINE!

I knocked this thing out in like thirty minutes! I can't believe two people wrote fic for it!

(I love you)