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The dinner was held at one of the manor’s smaller dinning rooms. It was stiff and uncomfortable for everyone involved, and even more like that for Tim and Conner, who were the center of everyone’s silent attention.
The stiffness and silence ended, as it often did in the house, with Jason.
‘So this was a horrible dinner (not talking about your food, Alfred, that was fantastic) and I gotta run, but before that, a present for our lovely newly-bonded couple.’
Jason pulled a big box from under the table and put it in front of the two. Confused, Tim opened it and a single wrapped condom slipped out – the box was full of them, the condoms and also the packages of lube.
Tim was spluttering, red in the face, and Kon’s cheeks were getting pink, too, but Jason didn’t let them comment on his present, simply yelling when running away:
‘Congrats! Be safe, do crimes!’
He was out of the manor before anyone had a chance to say anything.
‘Well,’ Conner laughed, his cheeks flushed. ‘Won’t agree on the crime part, of course, but this costs a lot of money.’
He said that, hiding the box under the table near him.
‘Kon!’ Tim hissed, blushing violently.
‘What? Do you have any idea how expensive this stuff is?’
‘I’m a millionaire!’
‘And I’m not.’
‘But, you’re my mate. You can have whatever I have,’ Tim said, a bit uncertain, sounding like he didn’t even think Kon didn’t believe this to be true.
‘I love you, too,’ Kon said softly, grasping Tim’s hand.
Tim smiled at him, his eyes shining with it.
That’s when a several people around them cooed and the pair was reminded they’re not alone.
‘Popcorn is ready! Please proceed to the cinema room,’ Alfred chimed in just in time, before everyone had a chance to tease Tim.
The whole family going to cinema room usually meant bean bags on the floor and a pack bonding, with the pack scenting each other to reaffirm their connection, but Tim ducked away from the others and chose to stay with Kon, pressing into him bodily, with no option for the others to get close to them.
Tim still stayed with them for the movie, so they saw that it as success.
With the others in a pile and Kon and Tim not joining, the pack bonding still happened, even with the pack’s head alpha’s scent being a bit sour because of their omega not being with them. By the time the movie ended, the pack smelled like each other and were all laying on the floor in a comfy pile.
Tim was asleep on Superboy’s lap.
‘Wouldn’t it be a pity to wake him?’ Dick started carefully, sharing a gaze with Superboy. ‘Maybe you two could stay?’
‘I’ll prepare a room,’ Alfred added.
Bruce was staying back, looming over the couch.
Kon looked at him and the man held his gaze.
‘Okay, but if he wakes up and wants to leave, you won’t be able to stop us,’ Superboy said and started getting up, Tim in his arms, carrying his mate bridal-style.
The omega stirred, his arms encircling the alpha’s neck almost automatically.
‘-Ere’you’goin?’ he asked, sleepy.
‘I’m not going anywhere, babe, we’re just gonna go to sleep.’
‘Together?’ Tim asked, his eyes still closed.
‘Together,’ Kon agreed.
That left Alfred with no other option but to get a guestroom ready for them both, because Tim’s personal room was a mess he didn’t have time to sort through at the moment. The couple went to sleep in their clothes, because it was impossible to peel Tim off Superboy, so none of them could change.
In the morning, Dick was the first to the kitchen, followed by, for some reason, Jason, and then - Conner and than Bruce. Alfred laid out plates with different breakfast foods for them and let them prepare their own drinks. The men stayed in silence, but at least it wasn't hostile.
Tim was the last to join them, and he looked tired, even after sleeping for the whole night. He reached for Conner's cup of tea groggily.
'Master Tim, maybe I could prepare you a cup of coffee?' Alfred asked, alarmed at Tim's state.
'Can't have coffee,' Tim answered into the cup and started slowly sipping the tea.
His alpha patted his knee sympathetically and reached out for a plate to get some food on it for his mate.
'Why can't you have coffee?' Dick asked, horrified.
'Can interfere with the pills,' Tim explained, not exactly looking at his brother.
'Since when does coffee interfere with birth control, did I miss something?' Jason asked, horrified.
'Not those pills,' Tim said with a feeling, blushing a little.
They exchanged a glance with Conner and the alpha spoke.
'Tim's talking about the pills doctor Thompkins prescribed for him. They're to clear up his system, because there's a chemical if unknown origin in it. It's because.... At.... the league's base they injected him with something, and it fucked up his heat, and doctor said it's some kind of a powerful drug she's never seen before, and the only way to deal with it she sees is to try and held his own immune system to flight it. The downside is that all of that stuff is keeping him perpetually tired.'
'So what you're telling us,' Jason said, his eyes blazing with anger. 'Is that Ra's drugged Tim with some weird-ass chemicals that even doctor Thompkins couldn't identify and that they were so bad they influenced his heat and now he’s feeling like shit because of them?'
There was a snapping sound from the side where Bruce was sitting - he broke the fork he was holding in his hand in two.
Tim, who wasn't wearing a scentblocker anymore, must have been distressed, but masked it well, having been learning to control his pheromones over the past week of not wearing anything to block them.
'It's okay,' Tim said to the others, not really looking at anyone.
‘It’s not!’ Bruce said. ‘It’s really not! We… I should have done something. Should have noticed the way he looked at you.’
‘I don’t think you could’ve done something. It’s not like you can put him in jail,’ Tim shrugged.
'There's....other ways,' Bruce said meaningfully. He than looked at Tim guiltily. 'I'll make sure he never touches you again, I promise.'
Tim just shrugged, but he looked so small in his chair, so vulnerable.
‘We could go to the Cave and get your blood tested?’ Bruce tried carefully. ‘The equipment there is better than in Leslie’s clinic.’
Tim thought for a moment, than nodded.
They went to the cave and did the tests. Tim wasn’t responding much to Bruce’s tries to strike a conversation. The only thing he said was, after Bruce suggested if Conner may have used the problem with Tim’s blood for his own benefit.
‘He would never!’ Tim said with heat. ‘He’s always been careful with me, and considerate of my wishes. He’s never done anything that I didn’t want and he’s always asked me about everything. I… there’s no one else for me. And I’ve felt like that even before we bonded. Really before. I am sure in out relationship and I won’t hide it.’
‘Would you even make it public?’
‘Yes. We’re bonded, we belong to each other now, and I want everyone to know!’
But when the results came, he visibly shook – the chemicals in his blood were supposed to be long-lasting, influencing his will and were designed to make him more vulnerable during heat - weaker, easier to manhandle.
‘Tim?’ Bruce asked carefully, because Tim’s pheromones were already showing how shaken he felt. ‘Tim, hey, it’s all right, we’ll make an antidote, it will be fine.’
Bruce reached out to him and had to wait for a long moment before Tim reached back, taking his hand.
Bruce pulled the omega into a hug and held him, his cheek pressed to Tim's hair.
‘What do you need, Timmy?’ Bruce asked gently.
‘Kon,’ Tim answered without delay. ‘I need Kon.’
It stung Bruce that his pup didn’t want comfort from his father, but he swallowed the feeling. Tim was, no matter how much Bruce hated it, bonded now, and they seemed to have a good relationship with the young alpha, so it wasn’t that surprising that he wanted his mate to calm him.
So he took Tim upstairs to find the young alpha, who was there the moment they stepped out of the cave’s entrance. Superboy took Tim to the sitting room that was vacant and they set on the sofa, Tim pressing his nose to the alpha’s gland and Conner talking to him soothingly.
That was when Damian finally decided to get down from his room. He saw the couple on the sofa, and his sense of smell became strong, picking up the mixture of their scents that made their own, combined one, that was usual for bonded couples. Drake was sitting on the alpha’s lap and they were speaking softly, and there was a look on Drake’s face that made it all soft and idiotic, and Superboy was looking at him in the same way, and Damian was suddenly full of yearning that felt so strong his heart hurt. It awakened something in him and he didn’t even know what it had caused it.
He mentally slapped himself when he felt it, because he couldn’t understand it. Why was there something like fire licking at his skin, from the inside? Why did he feel light-headed and his knees weak?
The door that he was looking into opened fully and an overwhelming and threatening scent of alpha took all of the space around him.
‘Were you spying on us, brat?’ the clone asked, his tone angry.
Damian whimpered. The alpha looked closely, sniffed the air and gasped in shock. Drake was beside him in a moment and then only Drake and Damian were left and the omega was carefully pulling him towards the stairs leading up, back to his room, and he was saying something calming, but Damian didn’t listen.
He finally understood when his brain felt like cotton candy and his palms started sweating that he must have been going into heat – his first one in life. From the way his body was reacting he knew it wasn’t a rut, like for the alphas, and he obviouly wasn’t a beta, so that only left him being an omega.
He was looking at Drake and his mate when it happened, and Damian was panicky trying to understand if his yearning was for one of them – but he shook with disgust at just thinking that he might have felt sexual desire for Drake or the clone. It wasn’t that, but the calm, tranquil atmosphere the two had, and Damian would never admit it, but that’s what he yearned for, that what made his heart hurt like that - that someone could have such peace with another person, that one could be cared for like that.
Soon, Damian was in his bed, and Grayson came over to stay with him, his alpha scent not a threat, but comforting one, like it was supposed to be for the older member of one’s pack, and Damian was happy it was like that for him, even despite them not being related by blood.
Soon, Damian’s mind was clouded enough that he could go to sleep.
Tim was laughing.
It was the first time he laughed like that in the last few weeks, and Kon was happy to see it, but that also was kinda mean.
‘Damian’s given me so much shit for being an omega,’ Tim said, when Alfred shook his head at him. ‘And now he turns out to be an omega, too! You don’t know how amazing it is!’
The others had not much to dispute that, but still only Jason joined it with a short laugh.
‘Okay, Timmy, if you wanted to take something form here, this is your time,’ Jason said, patting Tim on the head.
Tim spluttered at that and hit at Jason’s hands, but still went to his room upstairs to get a few things. Because of Damian presenting, the family decided having another alpha in the house that wasn’t much integrated into the pack could be disturbing for the young and new omega, so Kon needed to leave, and Tim was going with him. Jason was driving them, having taken one of Bruce’s car and promising to never return it.
Also, Jason went to the kitcen with Alfred, and that left Kon and Bruce alone.
‘Do I need to say that if you ever hurt him, I’ll make your life difficult?’ the batman said casually.
‘Do I need to say that if you ever hurt him again, like you did, I’ll do the same?’ Kon shot back.
Batman looked at him for long time and than said:
‘Touche.’
That was when Tim came back, and Bruce hugged him before they left, and shook Kon’s hand.
‘I know you don’t need my approval,’ the head alpha of the pack said to the couple. ‘But I still wanted to give it to you. I admit I was wrong. I can see how good you two are to each other, and I’ll support you with all I have — you’ll see!’
That made Tim hug him again and only than they left.
A few days later they found out what the man meat as support.
Tim turned on the news to see the swarm of headlines about Tim Wayne, a young and underage CEO of Wayne enterprises, not only turning out to be an omega, but also being bonded to a young alpha no-one-knows-who from Kansas. There was a statement by Bruce that said that he supported the pair and that Tim was serious about his relationship, but not much about why and how they bonded.
That’s how the two of them found themselves on the way to the press-conference organized for that. Tim was holding on to Kon tightly, but was marching with his head up, and his neck uncovered, showing the bondmark proudly. He had just finished yelling at Bruce for not asking him first, and his pack’s head alpha didn’t understand why something was wrong – he said that Tim himself told him he wanted their relationship to be public.
That made Kon feel flattered, but the reporters swarming the path to the press conference room were making him nervous. They kept shouting questions, a lot of them unpleasant and ugly. They were the reporters that weren’t invited to the conference, so maybe that’s why they were so evil – batman most likely chose the better ones to be there.
Kon had no idea how to deal with press, so he had Tim do the work and just smiled and waved. Tim briefly supported the claim about their bonding, said that they planned to live together and would probably stay on one of the private islands the family owned for a short period of rest that will give the press enough time to calm down and also said that the reason they bonded was because Tim’s father didn’t approve of their relationship.
‘He didn’t let us see each other,’ Tim was saying, trying as much as he could to make Bruce sound nasty. ‘So bonding was the only way we saw. Bruce had been angry, sure, but since than he’s changed much and now he’s seen what a good person my mate is.’
That was a blat for the journalists, who would undoubtly drag Bruce through the mud for this, but Tim had his revenge, so they finished the meeting.
On their way out, the other reporters were still there. Kon and Tim were ignoring all of the questions, but then one of the women stepped up, and her question got to Conner:
‘How does it feel being bonded for money?’
That was one thing that hurt Kon – people assuming he would want Tim’s money, as if his mate wasn’t an amazing person without all of it. So he turned to the reporter.
‘When in like 30 years our children are changing this world for the better, because they are as brilliant as my bond mate, and we’re living our retirement together, you’ll regret this question and will be very ashamed,’ Kon promised the reporter, glaring at her.
He than pulled Tim away to their car, where Jason was impersonating a driver. Tim was looking at him in awe.
‘Kon, what you’ve just said...’ Tim started.
‘I’m sorry!’ Kon panicked. ‘I know we haven’t even talked about kids and I don’t even know if you would want to have any in the future, but I just...’
Tim kissed him, sucessfully cutting out what he was saying. Jason made a gagging noise and pressed a button to put the glass between them on and the couple sprang apart.
‘I don’t think I’d want to have kids any time soon,’ Tim said. ‘But, for the first time in my life, I think I wouldn’t mind, because I’m with you.’
The next day the web-sites were full of stories about the Romeo and Juliet with a good ending, that they ended up naming their couple, and an overwhelming support from the public.
☼☼
Over a month passed. The press calmed down a bit and the superheros stopped discussing the newly-bonded couple as well. The boys lived together at Tim’s apartment in San Francisco, which let them be with Titan’s full-time, forging their own team and path in life. It seemed more natural now, like it was always like that.
So Jason was surprised when he found Tim at his place. The younger omega was obviouly uncomfortable and nervous. When Jason asked him what was wrong, Tim answered, biting his lip:
‘It’s about… About my bond. More like about our relationship. Or maybe… I don’t know….’
‘Is it bad? Did he do something? Do I have to get kyptonite to beat his ass?’
‘No-no, it’s nothing like that! I just have a problem and I just……. I don’t know what to do!’
‘Okay, is it an emotions conversation? Why aren’t you with Dick, your emotionally more stable brother?’
‘Because he won’t understand! Dick’s not an omega! I needed to talk to you! But if you don’t want to….’
Tim was obvioulsy embarrassed, so Jason decided to take mercy on him.
‘Okay, okay, what’s wrong? What secret omega knowledge did you need?’
Tim looked away for a moment.
‘My heat’s not due to a few more month, maybe more if the chemicals did something to my cycle,’ Tim said. ‘And Kon’s been very careful with me.’
‘Okay, and?’
‘And we haven’t. We haven’t really……’
Tim was red as tomato and that made Jason guess.
‘You haven’t fucked since your heat?’ he whistled. ‘Seriously? It’s been a month, how are you holding up?’
Tim blushed some more, but grumbled under his nose:
‘I’m not.’
‘What do you mean?’ Jason laughed.
‘I’m not holding up! I… But I….. I think he’s just afraid he may hurt me, so that’s why he’s not asking, but I don’t know how to initiate it, too!’
Oh, that’s what it is – Tim came to the older omega for sex advice! Jason could do that.
‘Just fucking talk to him!’ Jason said.
‘It’s not that easy!’
‘Yes, it is! Talk to him. Tell him that you’re not as traumatized as he thinks and that you want sex. Cmon, it’s not that hard. Didn’t we talk about how a relationship is communication? I bet he wants it as much as you do, but he’s scared to hurt you, so it’s gotta be your call. You gotta tell him.’
‘You’re not very helpful,’ Tim said.
But there was a new, different look in his eyes. When he left Jason’s house.
☼☼
That evenng, when both Kon and Tim were sitting in their living room, watching an easy movie on TV, Kon noticed that something was off about Tim. The omega squirmed in place and sighed a lot, not concentration on the movie at all. Finally, Conner paused the movie and turned to his mate.
‘What’s wrong?’ he asked.
Tim chewed on his lip and looked at him meaningfully. Then, he asked:
‘Can you kiss me?’
Still a bit unsure about what was happening, Kon did as his mate asked. He forgot himself in the kiss soon enough. When they stopped, Tim’s hair was disheveled because of when Kon had run his fingers through it and both of them were panting heavily.
‘Let’s go to our bedroom?’ Tim asked.
The omega’s eyes were full of lust and Kon could feel that he was aroused through heir bond. There was enough of heated feelings from his side of the bond, too.
So they went to the beroom, slamming each other into the walls and furniture in their way, kissing and touching each other, loosing clothes all over the appartment.
‘Tim, baby, you really want this?’ Kon asked, when they were on they bed, only boxers left of the clothes.
‘Yes,’ Tim answered, climbing onto his lap and pressing closer, letting his erection be felt. ‘I want you, so, so much!’
Kon had to kiss him after that, and it lasted long, and he hand one hand on Tim’s ass by the time they finished. Tim’s expression looked fucked out enough already.
‘Your mouth is so pretty, Tim,’ Kon said, pushing a finger into Tim’s mouth. It stretched prettily around it, warm and wet, and Tim moaned, his eyes hooded. ‘So pretty, I wanted to kiss it for so long.’
Tim’s eyes became more alert at that point and he pushed Kon’s hand away, pulling off his finger with a wet pop.
‘I have another idea,’ Tim said, his voice low and husky.
He got off Kon’s lap and leaned down, down, down, before he was on his knees before the bed, pulling Kon’s tights apart and settling between them. He then put his hands on the elastic of Kon’s boxers.
‘Can I?’ the omega asked, almost begging with his eyes.
Kon licked his lips. There was a pretty big erection seen through his boxers.
‘You don’t have to do this,’ Conner said.
‘But I want to,’ Tim said, licking his lips.
Kon moved his hips so Tim could pull off his boxers.
The omega was now face-to-face with the alpha’s fully erect cock. There was nothing but desire in his eyes. Tim licked his lips again, his eyes fixed on the head of Kon’s cock. Kon moaned.
That made Tim remember himself, because he leaned down and licked at the head of the alpha’s cock, then licked it again, like it was a candy. Kon moaned again and grabbed the bedsheets in both hands - it was too good. Especially when Tm’s mouth was finally stretched around Kon’s cock.
Tim wasn’t experienced, but it seemed to Kon that his mate had done a thoughtful research on the topic of blowjobs, because he tried so hard to please him, using his mouth and tongue and his hand where he couldn’t reach.
He felt like drowning – the good kind of drowning, wait, no, that didn’t make sense, he didn’t make sense in his own head. He moaned a lot instead and said Tim’s name, again and again. Suddenly, Tim dug his nails into his thighs – not enough to draw blood, of course, but enough for him to feel. This sharp sensation was what made him overflow and he was coming into his mate’s mouth before he had an opportunoty to pull him off. Tim tried to swallow, but than pulled off, not having enough skill to pull that off yet. There was sperm and saliva dripping down his mouth and his eyes were hazy with want and that’s why Kon just had to pull him up and kiss him, tasting himself in Tim’s mouth.
He soon found out that Tim was hard, when his wandering hand grabbed for the omega’s dick. He started pumping it in a lazy rhythm.
‘Did that turn you on?’ Kon grinned wickedly, when Tim hid his face in the alpha’s neck. ‘Did you like blowing me so much?’
‘Yes,’ the omega whimpered, but didn’t look up. He was pushing his hips forward, fucking Kon’s hand. ‘I’ve thought….. about it…… before…...’
That admission was actively helping Kon’s dick to get closer to being fully hard again.
‘What else did you think about?’
Tim moaned and didn’t answer, so Kon had to stop his hand to get the answer out of him – he even gripped Tim’s penis at the base tightly.
‘Cmon, baby, tell me,’ Kon asked, his voice sweet.
The omega gave up.
‘I’ve thought about you even…..’ Tim answered, practically sobbing. ‘Even… Even before when we were in the mountains… Every heat was a nightmare.. I kept thinking about you, about you touching me, fucking me, how you’d feel inside me, how big you’d be….’
Kon shut him with a kiss and pulled his mate down on his back, pushing Tim’s legs open. Taking them in hand, he rubbed their dicks together, circling and pressing at Tim’s nipples with another hand. That sent the omega into a loud moaning frenzy.
‘Babe, I’m gonna fuck you so good,’ the alpha promised. ‘So, so good, but I need you to come once.’
The omegas didn’t produce as much slick during normal days as they did during heat, so he needed to make sure Tim was ready – and that was what gave him the idea.
He moved lower, past Tim’s dick, holding Tim’s legs open and pulling his lover up, to reach his ass. He licked at his crack and Tim screamed, arching his back and throwing his head to the side. That only encouraged Conner, because he licked with more enthusiasm, liking and soon pushing his tongue in. Halfway fucking the omega with his tongue, he realized that he could taste his slick, and just short after that Tim was coming, sobbing out Kon’s name brokenly.
Kon let Tim’s legs fall back onto the bed and got up. When Tim was coherent enough to look at him, the was a silent question in his look.
‘You’ve got some slick for me, my sexy omega, but it’s not the same as heat and I’d rather be safe and use the lube, too. So I just gotta find where we put your brother’s present.’
‘Its’ under the bed,’ Tim said, hiding his face in his hands. ‘And can we not talk about my brother when you’re fucking me?’
Tim was surely feeling bold tonight, so Kon just laughed and didn’t argue. He pulled the lube out of the Condom Box and opened the bottle, slicking his fingers in it.
Tim was not looking at him, he turned his head away, but he was panting, pressing his wet ass into the bedsheets. Kon took pity on him and pushed a finger into his ass, than one more, to lube him up and also to open him. Tim moaned through it beautifully and pushed back on his fingers.
‘Okay, babe, relax for me,’ Kon said, gripping Tim’s legs.
‘No, wait,’ Tim moaned.
Kon stoppped the same moment.
‘What’s wrong?’
Tim looked at him.
‘Not…..wrong. Could we? I want to…. I wanna turn over for this.’
‘Babe, you want me to fuck you from behind?’ Con asked, surprised.
‘Yeah,’ Tim said, biting his lip, his face red.
He was still pretty hard and the blush went down to his chest, but Kon wasn’t convinced.
‘Honey, but last time you...’ freaked out was the right word but Kon didn’t say it. ‘…...didn’t really feel comfortable with it.’
‘All better now. I know it’s you. I love you. And I’ve thought about you taking me like that, before…. Thought about it a lot. Just, please?’
Kon shuddered at Tim’s begging tone.
‘Of course,’ he said.
Tim was on his knees and forearms in an instant, his ass up in the air, legs spread. Kon couldn’t turn down an invitation like that, and he sank into his made, pushing his dick into his ass in one move. Tim moaned, whimpered, and opened himself more, like a good, obedient omega.
So the alpha fucked him - hard, settling an almost bruising pace, knowing through their bond that Tim not only could take it, but was enjoying it, so Kon could breed his mate full. And Tim was screaming – loud and lustful, no words except Kon’s name leaving his mouth. Kon leaned into Tim, not leaving much space between their bodies, skin to skin, and reached out to take Tim’s hand into his – and that was what tipped them over the edge, Tim coming first and going all limp, and Kon giving him a few more thrusts and following his mate.
Just as before, Tim needed more time to come back to his sences than the alpha, so Kon rolled off him and found a towel to wipe them both.
‘We could take a shower,’ Tim suggested, his eyes half-hooded. ‘Together. We gotta make up for a whole month.’
Kon turned to him in shock.
‘Babe, you wanna have sex again?’
‘I’ll need a moment, but I’m pretty sure I can go again,’ Tim said and smirked. ‘Or you’re tired already?’
Kon gasped, scandalized.
'Of course I can go again, too! And you, being so shameless - what did you do with my sweetheart?'
He leaned to kiss Tim, but the omega turned away.
'We gotta talk about that. I.... I love you, Kon,' the omega said seriously.
Kon nodded, feeling like it was better not to interrupt his mate.
'And I also want you. Wanted you during this month, too. I just didn't know how to bring it up, how to ask.'
'You didn't know how to ask about sex?' Kon asked softly.
Tim nodded, his face a bringt red.
'Its okay,' Kon smiled. 'I also should have talked to you, I've wanted you, too. Let's just promise each other to talk, okay? I think it's more often that not that we would end up wanting the same thing.'
Tim nodded an d kissed his mate. Kon got up from the bed, helping Tim up, too.
'So, about that shower...' Kon said.
'Do you want me to take lube with us?' Tim asked, blushing.
'No, I think we'll make do, ' Kon smirked. 'After all, we haven't had time to experiment with my awesome TTK yet.'