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There was a reason Damian didn't like this plan though admittedly, this wasn't his core concern at the time of conception.
Dick was supposed to have a few beers, pretend to be really drunk, and make a scene so Damian could sneak into the back and dig through some files. Frankly, the plan had been weak from the ground up. What if the people didn't come out? What if Dick wasn't convincing enough? What if someone called the cops?
Instead, Dick is way too drunk.
Considering his brother can't even stand on his own, Damian has to help him as they walk down the street looking for somewhere safe to post up and regroup. They're likely going to have to dip into a hotel in order to get off the street faster. Calling a car isn't really an option and this doesn't feel like something that they need to divert resources away from more critical tasks to deal with.
Damian knows someone must have drugged one of Dick's drinks. He can't say with confidence if they were made, though. As popular as Dick is, it's just as likely that some random ‘admirer’ spiked his drink in hopes of having an opportunity to get close to him- and worse. Still, without knowing more, they need to get some distance and make sure they aren't being followed.
Damian has seen Dick go drink for drink with Father and Todd before. If Dick can handle half a bottle of brandy, half a bottle of whiskey, various shots, several beers, and more than one margarita only to feel a little buzzed, there's no way he got this drunk off three beers. These don't seem like Flunitrazepam symptoms so the sooner they can sit down and test him, the better.
On the bright side, Dick just seems happy and a bit dazed. He really does just come across as too drunk.
Thankfully, Gotham isn't short on shady hotels to crash in. The lady behind the desk gives him a bit of a strange look but she doesn't say anything to him and she doesn't prevent him from renting a room so he doesn't care. Once he has the key card, he drags Dick off to their temporary hospice.
Damian guides Dick to the bed, pushing him down where he flops over like he's too weak to keep himself up. Despite this, he's actually surprisingly alert and still seems to be coordinated. Not perfectly, but more than Damian would've expected from someone clearly as drugged up as he is. That's a good thing.
While Damian digs a little test kit out of his bag, Dick moves himself around restlessly. He kicks off his shoes and crawls further onto the bed to get comfortable but seems unable to decide on how he wants to lie. After a moment, he stops and looks at Damian, grinning fondly and with such affection. He holds his arms out as if to beckon Damian into them.
“Come lay with me,” he slurs.
“No,” Damian replies bluntly, continuing with putting together his blood testing sample. Dick frowns at him.
“But big brother is lonely,” he complains.
“Until we confirm that whatever you've been drugged with is safe, you have bigger problems to worry about,” Damian says. This time, Dick pouts.
“I'm fine,” he insists. “I'm good- I- our plan. I can still do our plan, just-” Dick sits back up suddenly like he's planning to get to his feet but is quickly reminded of how hard that actually is. For a moment, he almost looks queasy. “Just give me a second.”
Obviously their ‘plan’ is no longer of any concern.
Damian takes Dick's hand in his own and quickly pricks his finger for a drop of blood. He adds it to the sample and then adds the sample to the solution. Dick reaches out for Damian, grabbing a handful of his sweater and weakly trying to pull him closer. It's easy enough to ignore him.
“Dami,” Dick whines. The test returns a negative? This is obviously a bit perplexing considering Dick should at least have a low level alcohol blood content. Maybe this is the work of a meta? There isn't enough information here to say. There might not be enough information at all. For the time being, it's safest to just wait for it to wear off. Once Dick is well enough again, they'll head home.
“Please, I'm cold,” Dick insists, trying to convince Damian to lay down with him. Damian looks at him mildly. Even if Dick did go to sleep, it probably isn't wise to leave him here on his own. There could be latent effects of whatever is causing him to behave this way. As much as Damian would like to go back out and try his own way to get the info they need, he shouldn't abandon his brother.
With a scoff, Damian shrugs out of his sweater and removes his shoes to climb into bed with Dick. Of course, he immediately squeezes Damian far too tight but he's so happy, Damian finds it hard to not be pleased with himself, too. Dick starts rubbing his face against Damian’s head and it's not the most pleasant thing in the world but Dick's sheer affection makes it hard to hate. He's always been tactile but this is on the extreme side.
Damian doesn't really cuddle back, mostly because he can't, but Dick doesn't seem to mind.
“I love you,” he rumbles. It's not like Damian doesn't know that but as ever, hearing Dick say it so plainly makes him flustered. Dick has always been too good at making him blush. Damian doesn't know how to respond to that, also like usual. He wants to say it back but it feels too strange, especially when Dick is as inebriated as he is.
“You're so cute, I can't wait to take your virginity.”
That catches Damian off guard. For a second, he wonders if he even heard Dick right but he knows he did. Dick just keeps happily cuddling him like it's the most normal thing in the world. Has Dick been thinking about that sort of thing? Damian had simply accepted that his crush was one sided and that Dick would probably find it odd coming from his little brother, anyways.
Well, just because he's thinking lewd things doesn't mean he reciprocates Damian’s feelings. He's also drunk. Does he even know what he's saying?
“Why are you assuming I'm a virgin?” Damian scoffs back. Dick opens his eyes suddenly and just stares at Damian. It's a little eerie, actually. Then he blinks owlishly.
“You- you've been fooling around?” he asks, sounding utterly heartbroken. “With who? When?”
“I- I haven't,” Damian bites back, trying not to blush as hard as he is. Not that he couldn't have if he wanted to! He's just never wanted to. “I'm just asking why you assumed so!”
Dick stares at him. It's hard to read his expression and somehow, that only makes Damian blush even harder. Then Dick frowns at him. With little warning, he rubs Damian’s pussy through his clothes and Damian gasps. They're already so close and he's so caught off guard, he doesn't know what to do.
“Ah, baby brother is getting older. He'll start to fool around soon,” Dick murmurs like he doesn't realize he's speaking out loud. His fingers feel surprisingly nice. Damian’s experimented a little on his own but when he couldn't find anything that felt good, he just gave up. It's really distracting. His cunt feels warm and a funny feeling brews in Damian’s stomach.
“Okay. I will just have you now,” Dick announces matter-of-factly. Damian’s eyes widen.
“That's not necessary, Richard,” he says firmly. He tries to push Dick off of him but he's just so much bigger than Damian. Instead, Dick rolls them over so he can pin Damian to the bed beneath him. The large bulge in Dick's jeans is far too obvious like this, pressing against Damian’s mound through their clothes.
“But what if someone else takes you first?” Dick urges. That's certainly not going to happen. If Dick weren't drunk, maybe Damian would be more open to this now. As it were, he doesn't even know if Dick is going to remember taking his virginity.
“They won't!” Damian promises. Dick frowns some more. He tilts his head as he reaches down and plucks the button of Damian's pants open before slowly pulling the zipper down. Damian grabs his wrist with both hands but he worries about hurting Dick too much. He doesn't know what he's doing.
“Mm, if I have you now they won't,” he murmurs.
“Richard,” Damian says firmly. If Dick is listening at all, he doesn't pay any attention. He pushes his hand down the front of Damian’s pants and seeks out his plump slit with his fingers. Damian’s breath hitches when Dick's fingers graze his clit barely. Dick seemingly notices that because all of a sudden, he's pinching it between his fingers.
It feels a lot better than whenever Damian tried doing this.
His pussy responds in turn, gradually starting to become slick as Dick teases him. He almost can't think of anything else, it feels so good. Damian twists and turns a bit despite having nowhere to go beneath Dick, unsure of how to deal with the pleasure running down his spine. Dick uses this to discombobulate him.
When Dick pulls his fingers away, Damian’s already panting and a bit dazed. Dick yanks his pants and panties off in a haste, eager to get directly to Damian’s pretty slit. Damian doesn't even get a chance to fight back, Dick just grabs him under the thighs and suddenly folds him over himself. This position is easily the worst- not only can Damian see his own shiny pussy but he can see Dick looking at it hungrily.
“Baby brother's pussy looks so small,” Dick murmurs. He leans in to gently kiss Damian's slit and Damian’s brain briefly short-circuits. Surely he's not going to use his mouth down there? “I wonder if I'll even fit.”
Then Dick drags his tongue over Damian’s clit. Instinctively, Damian covers his mouth with both hands to stop any of the sounds he wants to make from slipping out. Dick licks it again and again, making Damian’s soft thighs jump each time. Once it's wet with his spit, he presses his mouth over top of the little nub and uses the tip of his tongue to push his hood back. Cruelly, Dick starts sucking on it.
Not only can Damian feel how wet he's getting, he can see it. It's starting to stick to Dick's face and form rivers into the crevices of Damian's hips and thighs. The pleasure is overwhelming and new and aching and tears quickly begin to prick to Damian's eyes. His stomach tightens uncomfortably and all of a sudden, a rush of electricity shoots through him. Slick gushes out of him like a broken faucet.
Dick licks it up with a happy hum before pulling off. Damian is left panting and confused in the aftermath. Was that an orgasm? Did it feel good? He thinks so but it was so sudden and overwhelming, he feels exhausted now.
“Was that the first time baby brother came?” Dick asks, licking some of the wetness off his mouth. He laughs a little. “It’s sweet.”
Of course, Dick is far from done. Damian doesn't want to uncover his mouth for even a second for fear of what kind of noises he'd make. He used to a lot of things- pain and discomfort is commonplace with training like his.
Pleasure isn't.
With his thumbs, Dick gingerly plucks Damian’s little slit open to expose his pink insides. Even this slight stretch makes Damian nervous. How is Dick going to fit anything in there? His brother seems much larger than usual like this. It's hard to tell if he's drooling or if that's Damian’s slick dripping off his face.
Dick runs his tongue over Damian’s wet slit slowly and Damian’s hips jerk. His mouth is so warm and the vaguely rough texture of his tongue tingles. He drags his tongue up, licking Damian’s clit again as he goes. Then he kisses Damian's slit fondly, peppering little kisses all over his pink folds. Damian’s not sure if he's more embarrassed that Dick is being so affectionate or that this feels so good.
Then Dick pushes his tongue inside. Damian muffles a surprised noise behind his hands, his eyes crossing as his brother's tongue pushes inside his tight hole. He reaches deeper, pressing his mouth over Damian’s entire slit until he's all but making out with his twitching cunt. Dick is utterly relentless about it, too. He twists and wriggles his tongue, lapping at Damian’s tender walls and slowly encouraging him to loosen up.
But mostly Dick just looks drunk on Damian’s pussy.
When he pulls off, he examines his work with a satisfied grin. Damian’s slit flutters as he tries not to be disappointed by Dick stopping. He can't let this happen just because it feels good! Dick is heavily drugged and has no idea what he's doing. Even if he doesn't remember this, he'll feel guilty over it and that's the last thing Damian needs.
Not that Damian has much of a say in the matter right now.
Dick rubs Damian's opening with a finger. It's gentle at first, gathering the slick there on his finger and feeling his velvety slit. Then he suddenly thrusts it inside. Damian jerks. It feels bizarre to have something inside his tight pussy.
“Ah?” Dick murmurs curiously. He feels around a little and Damian’s breath catches at the sensation. “No way. Baby brother's hymen is still intact? Were you saving this for me?”
Damian blushes violently. Not exactly. He's a bit surprised himself that after all his training, his hymen isn't broken already. But he also isn't going to say he was saving anything for Dick. He doesn't give Dick any sort of answer, just glares at him unhappily. Dick grins back. Worse still, he's searching around with his finger and suddenly brushes against a spot that makes Damian see stars.
That for sure felt good. So good, Damian worries that he might get addicted to this. When Dick is back to his normal self, he's never going to want to touch Damian like this again. He's probably going to be furious that Damian even let him do things like this.
Dick thrusts his finger in and out slowly, far too enticed by watching Damian’s tight slit cling to the digit with every pull. He doesn't hesitate at all to find the places that make Damian's thighs jump and assault them ruthlessly. Soon, he's trying to push in a second finger. Dick's fingers aren't huge and it doesn't hurt, but it's a little uncomfortable at first.
His brother is still his brother, though, and he's easing Damian open little by little. Not only do two of his fingers fit, but they feel better than anything Damian's ever felt before. He thinks he could let Dick do this to him for hours and still be a drooling mess about it.
Then Dick adds his mouth to the equation. Between the slender fingers twisting and scissoring his cunt and Dick's hot tongue caressing his clit, Damian comes again without any trouble at all. There's no question with this one- that felt great.
Dick pulls off again, spreading Damian’s pussy with his fingers and lewdly peering inside.
“Big brother's turn,” he rumbles, pushing himself up and pinning Damian in place with his hips. His fishes his cock out of his jeans and Damian’s eyes widen. Next to his tiny cunt, that thing looks far too big. He pulls his hands away from his mouth, wet with his own drool, and rather urgently covers his pussy instead.
“You have to wear a condom,” Damian insists. He can escape while Dick is looking for one- in theory. Instead, Dick just rubs his cock against Damian’d hands.
“Next time,” he replies, already grabbing at Damian's wrists to pull them away. Despite Damian’s best effort, Dick is just stronger than him. He whines a little too pathetically as Dick's cock rubs against his soft folds. “I need to feel you raw this time, okay? I need to feel baby brother’s soft, virgin pussy wrapped around my cock.”
Damian has no idea Dick could talk like this. He's never seen this side of his brother before.
Dick is thoroughly wetting his cock with Damian’s slick and cum. It's so hot, dripping precum and twitching angrily. If his fingers felt good, just how is that going to feel? Dick teases his tip against Damian’s slit and feeling its girth makes Damian worried. It's so thick. Is it really going to fit?
“This is going to hurt a little at first,” Dick says, licking his lips. “But it'll feel good having brother's cock in you, yeah?”
Damian shakes his head. Needless to say, Dick is undeterred by his refusal. He presses the blunt head of his cock against Damian’s slit firmly and Damian closes his eyes hard as he feels the achy stretch of something so big trying to push inside. It's not going to fit. If Dick would just wait until he's a bit older, and a bit bigger, this would work a lot better!
“Ri-Richard, enough,” Damian demands as firm as he possibly can. The tip pops inside. Dick was right, it hurts. His cock breaks Damian’s hymen as it forces his tight hole to stretch. A bit of blood mixes with his slick, briefly making it pink. This time, it's definitely Dick drooling. He stops moving, fortunately, and just takes a moment to stare and blissfully take in the feeling of Damian's tight, virgin pussy.
The pain fades quickly, leaving a low ache in its place. Dick allows himself to sink a little further in and Damian whimpers. It feels too big. Damian's toes curl and he tries to focus on anything else but he can't. His brother's cock carving him open is far too intense. Slowly but surely, Dick keeps pushing in until he's fully sheathed inside his little brother. They're both panting now.
“You feel amazing,” Dick groans, his pretty eyes crossing as he basks in the pleasure. With him not moving, the ache gradually begins to fade into discomfort. Damian clenches down but it causes them both to gasp, Dick's hard cock pressing firmly into his sweet spot. He's going to be shaped to his brother's cock forever after this.
Dick released Damian's wrists, not that Damian is able to do much now, and leans forward to brace his hands on the bed. This makes Damian whine as his hard cock grinds in deep and rouses an uneasy pleasure in his belly. Dick kisses him on the mouth. It's lewdly wet thanks to them both drooling and Dick only makes it worse when he plunges his tongue into Damian’s mouth.
Weakly, Damian sucks on it.
Obviously tired of waiting any longer, Dick begins to thrust into him. It's slow and deep at first, Damian's tight slit not giving him much room to move, but the more he moves, the easier it is. Soon he's humping Damian like a randy dog. It's still uncomfortable but it's starting to feel better by the second- certainly helped along by Dick's horny kissing.
When he breaks away, spit strings them together.
“You feel so good,” Dick moans against Damian's mouth. Damian groans back quietly. “Baby brother’s virgin pussy is gripping me so tight. So soft and warm. You took the whole thing so perfectly.” Damian can feel how hot his face is. He reaches up to push at Dick's shoulders but all he really does is end up latching onto him. Dick's fucking him so quick now, he can hear the lewd noises his wet pussy makes.
“Do you like big brother's dick in your little virgin pussy? Does it feel good?” he asks breathlessly. It's not like Damian was going to answer but he can't when Dick keeps leaning in to smother him with kiss after kiss. There's not anything Damian can do except be swallowed whole.
“Any time you want- brother will stuff and fuck and kiss and lick you any time you want,” Dick groans hornily. Damian responds with a weak groan of his own. Just the thought of doing this again makes him incredibly aroused. Ideally at home next time.
Ideally when Dick will remember all of this.
“Fuck, baby brother makes such a good cock sleeve,” Dick rumbles. He wraps his arms around Damian, getting even better leverage to fuck him as hard and fast as he wants. Damian tries to hold out but ultimately, he comes again on his brother's cock. He tightens up so much when he does, Dick moans approvingly.
Dick comes inside him shortly after. Damian can feel the excessive cum begin to leak out of his snug cunt immediately like Dick is already taking up every inch of space. Dick keeps kissing him, though. It's starting to get a little hard to breathe.
“I creampied my baby brother's virgin pussy,” he rumbles hornily and laughs a little. “My cute little brother, deflowered by brother's cock.” Almost reluctantly, Dick pulls his softening cock out and sits up a little to enjoy the view of the mess he's made. Damian's slit is gaping more than a little now and he's sore but regrettably satisfied.
Dick keeps staring for a bit and slowly, his face begins to scrunch up and he looks perplexed. He closes his eyes hard and rubs his forehead.
“Wha- what?” he mumbles. “What did I-? Damian?”
He's starting to come down already? Was it some sort of aphrodisiac maybe? Damian doesn't want to say anything for sure yet even if the idea that his brother doesn't even want him in a lewd way is disappointing.
Disappointing and embarrassing.
Dick looks at Damian for a moment before his eyes swim and he collapses sideways.
Damian sighs in relief.
He'll help his brother as soon as he catches his breath. That felt way too good considering the circumstances.
It's certainly addictive.