Tim looked amazed down at the jewelry once it was on, shuddering at the kiss to the back of his neck. He felt cared for, like there's finally a place that he belonged. It was something that he'd chased after ever since he was a little kid, getting left behind in a huge empty house with only a housekeeper stopping by now and then to make sure he wasn't dead. His parents didn't mean to neglect him as much as they did, it was just part of their work. Still, it had left a gaping hole in his chest, and Tim felt like Dick was finally slowly filling it back in.
He dutifully took the necklace that Dick handed him, leaning up and reaching behind the other's neck to carefully clasp it. As he did so, Tim pressed a feather-light kiss against Dick's lips, smiling at the brief, lingering contact. "And you are mine." The younger of the two reminded him, wanting to make sure it was clear that though he was submitting to Dick, Tim was still going to be an equal part in things. There were some little bits of control he would not give up. His possessive nature was one of them.
"So.. what should I call you?" Tim asked once he pulled back, blue eyes aglow with curiosity. "When I'm talking to my friends. My boyfriend? My lover?" He wanted to at least be able to express that he was taken.
This was a place they both belonged. Dick had been so angry for so long, and it had taken him years and years to forgive Bruce for turning him into the monster Dick perceived himself to be. It was different than what he knew Tim was used to, that's why Dick was glad that he'd worked it out with his Bruce and was in better shape now. He'd learned better how to work with groups and loved his found family as much as the one that Bruce put together.
This wasn't anything he could see coming, but now that it was here in his lap, Dick couldn't be more grateful for it. His apartment felt like a home when Tim was there. He only hated the nights that they slept apart. Already, it was difficult being apart from one another. Dick knew that Tim had his apartment building. Dick wasn't overly attached to where he lived, maybe his bed, but that was about it. They might have to talk about it eventually.
Submission in life took a lot of work and meant a lot of things. Dick wanted to take care of Tim in so many ways. His emotions were in a new place, and he wasn't used to it. When it came down to it, Tim, the submissive, really did have the most control between the two because Dick wouldn't do anything without his true permission. They both had things in life they would keep. Dick could be equally as possessive, and he was filthy at times, sending dirty pictures and distracting texts. He knew this about himself and knew it would be worse with Tim.
Feeling pride in belonging to someone this strongly, Dick returned the smile and pulled Tim into his lap. "I can be your boyfriend, your lover, and your partner. I'm your master and sir. Whatever you feel like calling me at the moment. I will tell you in the bedroom if we are setting up for something; outside of that, you may decide. How about you? What do you like? "
The answer that Dick gave Tim made him hum contently. He liked getting to choose what he would call Dick, and had a feeling he would use different terms when speaking to different people. Whatever made the most sense at the time, since the older man didn't seem to have a preference. Except... the master and sir part would probably stick to strictly the bedroom. He didn't necessarily want anyone else's prying eyes looking into their relationship. Not when it came to their intimacy.
"I like all of it," He hummed in response, content to curl against Dick's chest like a sleepy cat. Tim tucked his head against Dick's collarbone and smiled to himself. It was nice getting to feel this warm and secure. Wasn't really something he'd ever thought he would get to have with someone else. "So you can pick, too. As long as they know that you're mine."
There wasn't much else that he felt like they needed to discuss, really. Not when things were still so new. Eventually he probably would try to drag Dick into living at the Nest, but he'd wait patiently for a time when that was appropriate to bring up. They both had to be a hundred percent sure it was time for something like that. Otherwise, he was sure it wouldn't work. Everything felt so calm and peaceful that his fatigue was beginning to rear its ugly head. He did his best to ignore it, though.
Making these decisions had pulled at Dick's emotions in a way he hadn't had to do in a long time. This was a commitment he couldn't recall making to another person before. Sure, he'd had partners, but he'd never taken on a contract with any of them. He'd never been even promised to anyone. No one wore jewelry for him, and he wore nothing for anyone else, not even Barbara.
It didn't matter how serious it was; it felt right. This was how it should be, and Dick didn't feel anything but comfortable looking at Tim's neck. He lifted a hand and ran his fingers along the chain, his chain. Tim belonged to Dick now. Remarkable. It made Dick smile softly. "You amaze me. I can't believe that you truly belong to me and I to you."
There would be a wealth of things that Dick would eventually call Tim. He might decide on one or two for the two of them and then another for the world. Partner and boyfriend were pretty easy there. Then he figured that he'd take his time deciding on a submissive name for Tim. It would fit the man in his arms, the precious one who hummed his contentment and nuzzled against Dick.
It was comfortable, curled up against Dick and soaking in his warmth. But it was getting harder by the minute for Tim not to give in to his instincts. He was pretty bad about getting enough rest, a habit he'd picked up from Bruce years ago, and it felt like it was all catching up to him now that he felt safe and warm.
His head tilted up at the question, blinking big blue eyes slowly. There was the stubborn part of Tim that wanted to stay awake just because he knew he could, and the softer side of him that didn't want to miss out on spending time together. Dick had just said so many wonderful things to him, had given him amazing gifts, and it felt a little rude to just be falling asleep on him.
But he was so tired.
Finally, Tim gave a little nod. "I think I need to sleep for a bit." He mumbled, easing himself off of Dick's lap. The thought of a big comfortable bed was extremely appealing, especially if Dick was going to join him.
Emotions had never been easy for Dick, and speaking so plainly was entirely new for him. Telling Tim how he felt up front had taken a lot, and the collaring ceremony was remarkably intense. It only moved to figure that Tim might also be exhausted from it. It felt good, right, and Dick liked the soft way Tim sat in his embrace.
The fact that he was tired and so comfortable meant that he genuinely did trust Dick utterly and completely. Dick leaned in and kissed Tim's temple. If the other had been slightly lighter or less tall, he might have been able to pick him up and, with a few adjustments, carry him to the bedroom. Dick might still be able to handle it in certain situations, but with someone so tired, it was probably best that they take the short sleepy walk.
"Come with me. It's a short distance. We'll sleep. I don't mind." Pulling Tim to the bedroom, he yanked down the covers and pulled off most of Tim's clothes. They had no reason to sleep in anything. He left his boxer briefs on. That would be up to Tim to keep on or take off. Dick crawled in naked and opened up his arms for Tim to gather near. "Come, my dear one, come lay near me and rest. I will be here and watch over you. "
Tim was fine with walking, especially when Dick kept ahold of him. He'd always been more clingy when he was sleepy, mind too tired to argue about his need for comfort and warmth. Especially not with Dick, who he had complete faith would do anything to keep him safe. So why not let himself drift in and out of consciousness? There was no better place for it.
There was no argument from him when he was stripped down and his boxer briefs only got left on because he was too lazy to fling them off. Tim wasn't insecure about his body, so he didn't mind being as naked as Dick wanted him to be. There were scars, sure, but they were evidence of his work as a vigilante. Besides, the one from the Council of Spiders destroying his spleen was the worst looking one and it wasn't even that bad.
As soon as Dick was in the bed Tim crawled in next to him, shamelessly pressing into his open arms and fitting himself against the older man. "You can sleep too." He told him softly, already sounding like sleep was taking him over.
They'd already been as intimate as two people could be, and this was an even tighter bond sewn between them with their words tonight. There was no pause in getting mostly naked with Tim. Dick felt utterly comfortable with his partner and lover. This was how Dick hoped they'd end up most nights or early mornings, as the case would typically be for them.
He didn't say as much because that was another step for another day. Feeling the warmth of Tim's body pressed against his pulled on his fatigue as well. He nosed into Tim's neck and sighed softly. "You smell so warm and good. I could get used to this." He smiled with his lips pressed against his skin.
"I plan on it. Goodnight, mine." With that, Dick closed his eyes and slowly allowed himself to drift off to sleep.
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He dutifully took the necklace that Dick handed him, leaning up and reaching behind the other's neck to carefully clasp it. As he did so, Tim pressed a feather-light kiss against Dick's lips, smiling at the brief, lingering contact. "And you are mine." The younger of the two reminded him, wanting to make sure it was clear that though he was submitting to Dick, Tim was still going to be an equal part in things. There were some little bits of control he would not give up. His possessive nature was one of them.
"So.. what should I call you?" Tim asked once he pulled back, blue eyes aglow with curiosity. "When I'm talking to my friends. My boyfriend? My lover?" He wanted to at least be able to express that he was taken.
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This wasn't anything he could see coming, but now that it was here in his lap, Dick couldn't be more grateful for it. His apartment felt like a home when Tim was there. He only hated the nights that they slept apart. Already, it was difficult being apart from one another. Dick knew that Tim had his apartment building. Dick wasn't overly attached to where he lived, maybe his bed, but that was about it. They might have to talk about it eventually.
Submission in life took a lot of work and meant a lot of things. Dick wanted to take care of Tim in so many ways. His emotions were in a new place, and he wasn't used to it. When it came down to it, Tim, the submissive, really did have the most control between the two because Dick wouldn't do anything without his true permission. They both had things in life they would keep. Dick could be equally as possessive, and he was filthy at times, sending dirty pictures and distracting texts. He knew this about himself and knew it would be worse with Tim.
Feeling pride in belonging to someone this strongly, Dick returned the smile and pulled Tim into his lap. "I can be your boyfriend, your lover, and your partner. I'm your master and sir. Whatever you feel like calling me at the moment. I will tell you in the bedroom if we are setting up for something; outside of that, you may decide. How about you? What do you like? "
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"I like all of it," He hummed in response, content to curl against Dick's chest like a sleepy cat. Tim tucked his head against Dick's collarbone and smiled to himself. It was nice getting to feel this warm and secure. Wasn't really something he'd ever thought he would get to have with someone else. "So you can pick, too. As long as they know that you're mine."
There wasn't much else that he felt like they needed to discuss, really. Not when things were still so new. Eventually he probably would try to drag Dick into living at the Nest, but he'd wait patiently for a time when that was appropriate to bring up. They both had to be a hundred percent sure it was time for something like that. Otherwise, he was sure it wouldn't work. Everything felt so calm and peaceful that his fatigue was beginning to rear its ugly head. He did his best to ignore it, though.
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It didn't matter how serious it was; it felt right. This was how it should be, and Dick didn't feel anything but comfortable looking at Tim's neck. He lifted a hand and ran his fingers along the chain, his chain. Tim belonged to Dick now. Remarkable. It made Dick smile softly. "You amaze me. I can't believe that you truly belong to me and I to you."
There would be a wealth of things that Dick would eventually call Tim. He might decide on one or two for the two of them and then another for the world. Partner and boyfriend were pretty easy there. Then he figured that he'd take his time deciding on a submissive name for Tim. It would fit the man in his arms, the precious one who hummed his contentment and nuzzled against Dick.
"Do you want to go lay in the bed, precious?"
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His head tilted up at the question, blinking big blue eyes slowly. There was the stubborn part of Tim that wanted to stay awake just because he knew he could, and the softer side of him that didn't want to miss out on spending time together. Dick had just said so many wonderful things to him, had given him amazing gifts, and it felt a little rude to just be falling asleep on him.
But he was so tired.
Finally, Tim gave a little nod. "I think I need to sleep for a bit." He mumbled, easing himself off of Dick's lap. The thought of a big comfortable bed was extremely appealing, especially if Dick was going to join him.
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The fact that he was tired and so comfortable meant that he genuinely did trust Dick utterly and completely. Dick leaned in and kissed Tim's temple. If the other had been slightly lighter or less tall, he might have been able to pick him up and, with a few adjustments, carry him to the bedroom. Dick might still be able to handle it in certain situations, but with someone so tired, it was probably best that they take the short sleepy walk.
"Come with me. It's a short distance. We'll sleep. I don't mind." Pulling Tim to the bedroom, he yanked down the covers and pulled off most of Tim's clothes. They had no reason to sleep in anything. He left his boxer briefs on. That would be up to Tim to keep on or take off. Dick crawled in naked and opened up his arms for Tim to gather near. "Come, my dear one, come lay near me and rest. I will be here and watch over you. "
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There was no argument from him when he was stripped down and his boxer briefs only got left on because he was too lazy to fling them off. Tim wasn't insecure about his body, so he didn't mind being as naked as Dick wanted him to be. There were scars, sure, but they were evidence of his work as a vigilante. Besides, the one from the Council of Spiders destroying his spleen was the worst looking one and it wasn't even that bad.
As soon as Dick was in the bed Tim crawled in next to him, shamelessly pressing into his open arms and fitting himself against the older man. "You can sleep too." He told him softly, already sounding like sleep was taking him over.
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He didn't say as much because that was another step for another day. Feeling the warmth of Tim's body pressed against his pulled on his fatigue as well. He nosed into Tim's neck and sighed softly. "You smell so warm and good. I could get used to this." He smiled with his lips pressed against his skin.
"I plan on it. Goodnight, mine." With that, Dick closed his eyes and slowly allowed himself to drift off to sleep.