We all masturbate, it's nothing to be ashamed of. It's also something most prefer to keep private. But sometimes, people forget to knock while we're in the middle of things, and awkwardness ensues.
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➊ EMBARRASSMENT Yeah, someone just caught you in a very private act and you kind of wish the ground would swallow you up. Now.
➋ ANGER How dare someone barge in on you without knocking! You'll give them a piece of your mind right now.
➌ EXCITEMENT/EXHIBITIONISM happens to be a major turn-on for you, so you'll just continue. Maybe even ask them to give you a hand, you never know...
➍ APATHY Big deal, it's not like they've been living in a bubble where they never knew masturbation existed, and if they were they had to find out about it sometime.
➎ SQUICK Either it was a family member who just walked in on you or you just feel so utterly dirty at having been caught doing something so personal.
➏ DELAYED reaction You didn't even notice they were there until after you finished.
➐ DERAILED REACTION Oh no you've been--what is that on their head? Wait, the world's ending now? D-did you just see that unicorn? Worry about being caught later, figure out what the hell is going on first.
➑ FRUSTRATION COME ON, EVERY TIME!
➒ RELIEF Thank GOODNESS someone came by! Otherwise you'd have had to stop and go grab that toy/pillow/remote for the annoying stereo yourself. Also they could maybe swap discs because this movie isn't really doing it for you. What do you mean it's inappropriate? It's not like you're asking them to watch.
Grayson! Cease this indignity at once, we have work to do!
[Never mind that Damian'd been gone for months. Never mind that this might have possibly been one of the very first time Dick had gotten to relax and do this since... even longer. The command is unperturbed.]
Hgk- [ His senses should have alerted him to someone's approach, but when someone hasn't had a chance to relieve himself in "a long time," one tended to get lost in the act. He tensed and shuddered as he heard Damian burst in, his body now a horrid mess of hormones and shock. He let go of himself and looked over to Damian, his body cold and hot, feeling like it had pins sticking all into it. ]
[But there may be less anger and more... something else in Damian's eyes, as he catches the expression that his (one-time?) mentor makes at the sight of him.]
Jesus- [ Dick rushed to get up, not sure if he was hallucinating or something, but that was when he realized his pants were still down about his ankles. Suddenly feeling his body intensify its hormonal reaction, the young man reached down and tugged his trousers up. He was all flushed and clammy as he wiped his hand clean on the back of his pants and moved toward Damian.
He pretty much feel to his knees in front of the boy and reached a shaky hand toward his shoulder. ]
How-... what are you-.... [ The words all failed him, and Dick simply snaked his arms about Damian and tugged his smaller frame close to his. ]
[Damian only stiffened for a moment, before he leaned slightly into his older brother. The way Dick was holding him close? He might feel that Damian was shivering, very slightly. Even if his regal, superior expression wasn't different. Even if he was holding himself as straight and proud as ever.]
Mother was... very determined to keep me close, this time.
[ Another bout of tension. Talia...? He couldn't- didn't want to think of the things she might have done, possibly to bring Damian back from that horrid night. No, not now- not when he had only just gotten the boy back. He drew back just a bit, tears stinging at his eyes, but a smile burning on his face. ]
However it happened, I'm glad you're here, D. [ With his unsullied hand, he reached up and lightly stroked at Damian's cheek with his knuckle. ] You have no clue how I've missed you.
[ His hand paused its gentle attention as Damian's came to his elbow. In an instant, his eyes hardened, but only slightly. His mind was shifting into thinking on how to protect Damian. ]
She's looking for you? [ It was the only thing he could think right now that made sense. He drew up to his full height and looked about the room, mind calculating routes they could take to get out. Now. And his hormones weren't making this any easier, still, but he was doing his damned best to push all that aside.
If Dick could do one thing for sure, it was deny himself completely and utterly for Damian. ]
I do not think she will stop anytime soon. But her people are maybe a day or so behind me this time, even taking into account that she would guess where I would go. The last time they caught sight of me, it was in the Himalayas.
[That did mean they should be well and truly gone within far less than a day. But not right this instant.]
[ Dick went about the room, trying to figure what they should grab and where they should go. Bruce... No, he was going to assume Bruce didn't know about Damian now and if he did find out, he would probably drag them down with his paranoia. He wouldn't blame him, but now wasn't the time.
He paused and gave Damian an arch-browed look over his shoulder. ]
Himalayas...? [ He shook his head and went back to the important things. Leave it to Damian to make his way across the Earth's tallest mountains. ]
I think we have two options here; cut for a city and try to lose her in the sprawl or go rural and lay low til we get a better plan. If she finds us, though... [ Open areas cut off from major support. It could be fatal. ]
[Hey, it was Damian. He didn't get pneumonia. He was fine. He might not have had any sleep in the last 72 hours, but that wasn't anything to worry about with them. Right?]
[Right now, his newly green eyes glimmered, his expression going close to a grin. Because watching Grayson, watching him move, watching him think for him was energizing him more than he'd ever expected.]
Misdirection. We'll choose three areas to focus on, on three different level of safety. All three need to be reasonably well-secured - untraceable, and so on. One of them, we make no mistakes for. The other, we make only very minor mistakes, as though we were rushed. The third one, we make a few more mistakes, but only very few.
Mother and her people would be able to find the latter two. They will decide that the third one is a decoy and will go after the second one.
[By now, his smirk was fully on.]
That should give us time to plan and prepare better, at the third one.
[ Listening to Damian talk like that, God... Dick felt his lips tug up into a grin, his eyes filling up with brightness at the sight. He nodded once to Damian's plan; it was sound and would probably keep them safe long enough to make other arrangements.
He went back to getting everything ready, backing a quick and easy bag with the barest of necessities, one that'd be easy to sling right over his shoulder. ]
Ready when you are, D. [ He finally finished up and looked over to Damian, all grins now. ] I'm at your command.
[ Dick smirked softly; he figured that might tickle Damian's fancy. ]
I'd always follow you if I had to, Damian, but it's always been my job to keep you safe til now. [ He was trusting the boy to do the same for him now. He nodded at the plan and adjusted the bag over his shoulder. ]
Well. It's not like Jason's never seen this kind of shit before. Given the life he's led and the places he's been, seeing Dick Grayson masturbating seems kind of...normal. At least now Jason knows Dick is human. Underneath the rough exterior of late, the disconnect with what happened to Damian, Jason's been... well, not worried. He doesn't worry. Maybe a little concerned for Dick's sanity though.
This helps put things into perspective.
"Puttin' on a good show, Dickie bird," he coos, crouched in the window and grinning, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his hood lifted to his nose to allow it.
Dick could probably never lie about the one way he preferred to relieve tension, to de-stress, to heal. Seeing he couldn't exactly bear to be that intimate with someone, though, after Damian's death. So he'd been taking to satisfying himself, and it wasn't exactly a perfect method.
He froze when he heard Jason, crouching at the window of his apartment like a hooligan. The elder ex-Robin grimaced and reached down to pull his boxers back up.
"I don't remember it being one I invited you to, Red Hood." No first names. Not now.
"Whooo," Jason jibes, watching Dick pull himself together. At least partially. You can't exactly come back from a sight like what Jason saw without losing some dignity in the process. "Don't get your panties in a twist, Nightwing." Jeez. No first names. And there Jason had thought they'd been making some kind of progress of late.
"Your window being open? That's all the invitation I need."
They had been - sort of, that is true, but Jason waltzing on him like this is not- To say the least, he's a touch embarrassed, which only serves to spark off old anger into something that wanted to burn anything. He bares his teeth a little and crosses his arms over his chest.
"Right, and you suddenly have a fondness for watching me jack off?"
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bakerstreet2013-06-25 08:28 pm
Dick Grayson / Nightwing • DCnU • OTA
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[Never mind that Damian'd been gone for months. Never mind that this might have possibly been one of the very first time Dick had gotten to relax and do this since... even longer. The command is unperturbed.]
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D...Damian?
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[But there may be less anger and more... something else in Damian's eyes, as he catches the expression that his (one-time?) mentor makes at the sight of him.]
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He pretty much feel to his knees in front of the boy and reached a shaky hand toward his shoulder. ]
How-... what are you-.... [ The words all failed him, and Dick simply snaked his arms about Damian and tugged his smaller frame close to his. ]
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Mother was... very determined to keep me close, this time.
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However it happened, I'm glad you're here, D. [ With his unsullied hand, he reached up and lightly stroked at Damian's cheek with his knuckle. ] You have no clue how I've missed you.
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Where else would I go?
[Okay, maybe one of his hands had reach to hold on to Dick's elbow. Just. A little.]
We. Won't be able to stay here for long.
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She's looking for you? [ It was the only thing he could think right now that made sense. He drew up to his full height and looked about the room, mind calculating routes they could take to get out. Now. And his hormones weren't making this any easier, still, but he was doing his damned best to push all that aside.
If Dick could do one thing for sure, it was deny himself completely and utterly for Damian. ]
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I do not think she will stop anytime soon. But her people are maybe a day or so behind me this time, even taking into account that she would guess where I would go. The last time they caught sight of me, it was in the Himalayas.
[That did mean they should be well and truly gone within far less than a day. But not right this instant.]
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He paused and gave Damian an arch-browed look over his shoulder. ]
Himalayas...? [ He shook his head and went back to the important things. Leave it to Damian to make his way across the Earth's tallest mountains. ]
I think we have two options here; cut for a city and try to lose her in the sprawl or go rural and lay low til we get a better plan. If she finds us, though... [ Open areas cut off from major support. It could be fatal. ]
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[Right now, his newly green eyes glimmered, his expression going close to a grin. Because watching Grayson, watching him move, watching him think for him was energizing him more than he'd ever expected.]
Misdirection. We'll choose three areas to focus on, on three different level of safety. All three need to be reasonably well-secured - untraceable, and so on. One of them, we make no mistakes for. The other, we make only very minor mistakes, as though we were rushed. The third one, we make a few more mistakes, but only very few.
Mother and her people would be able to find the latter two. They will decide that the third one is a decoy and will go after the second one.
[By now, his smirk was fully on.]
That should give us time to plan and prepare better, at the third one.
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He went back to getting everything ready, backing a quick and easy bag with the barest of necessities, one that'd be easy to sling right over his shoulder. ]
Ready when you are, D. [ He finally finished up and looked over to Damian, all grins now. ] I'm at your command.
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Grayson, why haven't you said that before?
[No, he could not resist. He was raised to command, after all. To rule. Yes, this resonated. No, he wasn't going to abuse it.]
I go under with your pack. You go out as though I've never been here. Rendezvous in the subway, three stations north of here.
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I'd always follow you if I had to, Damian, but it's always been my job to keep you safe til now. [ He was trusting the boy to do the same for him now. He nodded at the plan and adjusted the bag over his shoulder. ]
Ready?
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This helps put things into perspective.
"Puttin' on a good show, Dickie bird," he coos, crouched in the window and grinning, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his hood lifted to his nose to allow it.
Rolled a 2, this should be good
He froze when he heard Jason, crouching at the window of his apartment like a hooligan. The elder ex-Robin grimaced and reached down to pull his boxers back up.
"I don't remember it being one I invited you to, Red Hood." No first names. Not now.
seems pretty apt for these two
"Your window being open? That's all the invitation I need."
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"Right, and you suddenly have a fondness for watching me jack off?"