The Mew of Tim Drake | By : Owlgirl Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 2470 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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mew:
–noun
a cage for hawks, esp. while molting.
a pen in which poultry is fattened.
a place of retirement or concealment.
"Are you sure, Tim?"
"Yes," at this point he had asked the question a thousand times, probably less, but how was this any different then the oath he took when he became Robin?
Maybe because he could quit being Robin when the time was right, but he could never quit this. This was a lifestyle change, it would affect him for the rest of his life. He would never be able to leave Gotham or move away from Wayne Manor unless Bruce chose it to be that way.
Would he go to college? Would he be able to visit Dick in the haven? Jason in New York? Would he be able to do--the things twenty year olds do?
Probably. Bruce trusts him, this is just a symbol, a sign of where Tim *chooses* to belong. Sure, he could just say no and maybe their relationship wouldn't change, maybe Bruce would still be Bruce and Tim would still be Tim. But the fact of the matter is Bruce asked and Tim said yes.
So he should stop asking if Tim is sure and just put the damn thing around his neck.
Bruce flashes those blue eyes again and the small lock of the metal collar swings between his hands. And Tim has never been more sure in his life.
"Yes," he says again just to get it through the man's head that he wants this, he wants to wear it and finally Bruce opens the circular piece of metal and clasps it around Tim's neck.
It isn't another moment before Bruce has the piece locked, fingers straying across the smooth silver metal, touching Tim's skin faintly.
"Tim, if you...don't want this, or even prefer a different collar. Tell me. Don't hide it." The man's hand finds its place around Tim's neck, right above the loose collar. "Please don't think, ever, that you have to wear this collar all the time."
"And if I want to?" The question comes out of his mouth before he even realizes it and Bruce is moving the lock to it's rightful place on the back of the young man's neck.
"Then, you may. I could get you a more comfortable collar perhaps?"
"Maybe." Tim grins wide as his lover places a hand around the collar and pulls him into a kiss. He's already enjoying it, the idea and everything it brings.
~~
He really had expected it to be uncomfortable, especially when sleeping, but he wasn't affected. It was hard to fall asleep at first, to have that presence around his neck when everywhere else, he wore nothing. Bruce noticed right away and kissed Tim lightly, pulled him in close and stroked his hair until he fell asleep.
In the morning, he felt no different, as if he got used to the collar over night, or maybe he had no worries anymore, or he had bigger burdens then a metal collar around his neck.
Bruce was happy that Tim hadn't complained about the collar yet. He used it to his advantage, making the younger man feel more and more comfortable with the idea with every kiss Bruce pulls him into.
"Ah, Bruce," Tim smiles and wraps his hand around the man's wrist, tightening his grip a little. "What are the other perks of this collar?"
"Tim, the collar isn't necessarily a sexual device."
"Hmm, but..."
"Think of it like a--an engagement ring or something of the like. It means you're mine, for however long you wear it. Forever, maybe?"
"Forever isn't so long."
"You say that now. But will you think it next week? Next month?"
"Yes, yes." He quickly pecks the man on the lips and scoots onto his lap, ignoring both their nakedness for the moment. "I'll say it...forever." Bruce laughs almost quietly and lays back onto the bed, wrapping his hands around the jut of Tim's hips, milky and perfect.
"You seem so sure of this. While I'm gone this afternoon, do some research on collaring." Tim sighs and has the sudden urge to play with the piece of metal, but remains still. "I don't want you wearing this collar and not knowing what you've gotten yourself into. I give you a week to make up your mind whether you want to keep it or not."
"But we already talked about it, remember? You asked me if I wanted it...the first time...and I agreed; we talked about what the collar stood for between us. You asked me if I trusted you enough to wear it and if I wanted to stay with you in a long-term relationship.
"I vowed my loyalty, that you would come before everyone else unless you stated otherwise. That everything I am is in your hands, even my future. And if for any reason, you say the relationship must end...I...will abide."
"You say that last bit as if you're worried."
"I--I don't know."
"You *do* know, you're just afraid to tell me."
"It's those women. I--if this is happening, I--"
"*Tim*. If we were just going to be a tryst, do you think I would ask you to wear that collar for me?"
"Well, no, Bruce...but--"
"I have never given you any reason to question my actions, don't start now." The serious look in the man's eyes shuts Tim up as it sends a shiver down his spine. "One thing you must understand now is that if you continue to wear the collar, physically or mentally, as in, we are still in this relationship, if you speak out against me, or give me some reason to punish you...I will. Not severely, never severely, but enough that you learn a lesson.
I *do* love you, Tim, and I would never abandon you, even for one night...to be with a woman."
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