Friday: Free For All

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And here we are, the weekend once more! Which brings us round to one of our favorite days, of course - the Free For All. Which means all fandoms, pairings, and prompts are good to go.


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Part 1 of 2

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A/N: No surprise that yet again I couldn't write short. *laughs* I think I was justified this time. ^_~

"You have a need for discipline, Little Bird. Don't worry. I'll make sure you get what you need."

Lex's voice seemed far too loud in the quite of his office. Tim knew it was because of the blindfold blocking his sense of sight. Or maybe it was the cuffs holding his hands behind his back. He shifted position, tugging against the cuffs despite his promise to be good and sit still on the couch were Lex could look at him while he worked.

"Easy. Be still."

Tim whimpered around the gag in his mouth. He couldn't stop shaking. There wasn't anyone there. He knew that there wasn't anyone there. Lex had shown him the security monitors of the building. It was Sunday. Mercy was in the other room making sure no one came in. It was just Tim, Lex, Mercy and a couple of cleaning guys who wouldn't make it up here until after dark.

Despite that the thought that Lex had stripped him naked, bound him, gagged him, and blindfolded him in his office while he worked had Tim panting from mingled shame and arousal. It felt like at any second someone could come in and see him there. It felt like there were people watching him, whispering and commenting on his naked body and the marks that Lex had put there. Tim pressed his legs together to hide his rock-hard cock.

"Open your legs, Little Bird. I want to see you."

Tim groaned. He slowly spread his legs, exposing himself to Lex's eyes. The phantom eyes and voices in his head exclaimed at what a slut he was, how shameful it was. Tim's cock jumped at their imaginary commentary.

"Beautiful."

The blindfold soaked up Tim's tears. It felt like hours that he'd sat there, exposed to Lex's gaze. He thought it might be five minutes in reality. Time had always sped up for him when he was bound. This time was no different. His mind flew faster than normal and his thoughts battered against the inside of his head like birds trying to escape from a trap. It was terrifying and exciting and Tim thought that he'd explode.

Lex typed on his computer, occasionally grunting or making a little humming noise at whatever he was working on. Eventually, so slowly that Tim was barely aware of it, his thought began to slow. He'd never deliberately done this to himself before. He'd never deliberately been bound explicitly for being bound. The terror subsided abruptly, leaving behind a floating sensation that made Tim slightly lightheaded.

He sighed and relaxed back against the cushions of the couch. His legs were still trembling but his heart slowed. After a long quiet moment the shakes stopped. Tim's mind drifted in nothingness, enjoying the simple act of being on display for Lex's viewing.

"That's my Little Bird."

"Mmm!" Tim gasped as Lex slid between his legs.

Lex ran his hand up Tim's thighs, teasing his cock to full hardness. Tim stayed still. He panted around the gag, wishing that he could see the look in Lex's eyes. He loved the way Lex looked at him, like he was the most perfect thing he'd ever seen. Roy had always looked at him with love but it had never been this way, like he was something to be savored and treasured.

Lex's hand began the twisting thing that had first gotten Tim during the kidnapping. Tim responded twice as hard this time, shuddering and thrusting into Lex's hand. It felt like heaven. It felt like hell. It felt like he was going to come undone in Lex's hands and never find all his pieces again, as though he was a puppet held together by bits of string that Lex was slowly and methodically untying. As Tim reached the edge, Lex pulled away, disappearing into the darkness of beyond Tim's blindfold.

"Not yet."