i started reading your fic last night and it has me giggling & kicking my feet. specifically this. i love when matt makes blind jokes
Ahh!! I'm so happy to see you enjoying the journey that is FFTD!! And I, too, enjoy Matt's smartass blind jokes 🤣
I hope you continue to enjoy the read! FFTD Matt is a precious gem (minus during Big Angst) and I love him dearly despite his exhausting sexual prowess.
Thank you for stopping by to leave some love! It always brings a smile to my face!! ❤️
Every time I see that G--gle phone photoshop commercial my heart is filled with infinite sadness, like, yeah it's cool you can have a good family photo, it's cool you can do that, but god, there is something to be said for the honesty of a family photo where you're blinking, or crying, or have ugly wrinkles.
What is too unsightly for you? Would you swipe-click-replace out the image of my cousin crying on our Florida trip family reunion photo? Would you remove the plastic snake I have clenched in my grip, which I still have to this day? Would you scoff at the wrinkles around our eyes and the strands of hair on our faces as we squint into the wind, the day before the massive storm? Would I remember it if I didn't have these reminders, if the picture was perfect and clean, all children in a row with perfect gleaming white tombstone tooth smiles? No tears. No plastic snake.
“So,” Danny drawled from where he was sitting, legs kicking slightly. Really, what a fun reincarnation. A world with heroes and villains where he didn’t have to do shit in and could just vibe with Ellie.
“So,” Tim responded from where he was typing on his computer, mostly in civilian clothes save for his gauntlets and boots. The Red Robin outfit was haphazardly dropped across the couch and his pole leaning against the end.
“Technically there’s proper procedures for clones…” Danny motioned to both himself and Ellie from where they sat on the counter, snacking on a plateful of scones. From Alfred, he was certain.
“Technically, yes… but do we want to actually do that?”
All three of them smiled, something almost feral in the motion. Of course not. They all had the same memories after all, and Bruce had just returned from the past, from exactly where and when Tim had said he was. Despite no one believing him, hence why they were in his boathouse, and not in the apartment or manor.
“Think we can pull it off?” Ellie took a sip of tea, mischief swirling in her eyes.
“Of course we can.” Both Danny and Tim spoke at once, one pulling up a new doc and the other pulling the whiteboard out from under a curtain.
thinking about him bouncing you up and down on his cock, grip so tight around your hips, his fingernails dig into your flesh. your eyes glazed over, tongue lolling from your mouth in a fucked out expression. "'gonna come," you manage to whimper pathetically.
he smiles, all too eager. "come for me, baby. come on this cock."
ragged moans pour from between your lips, clenching him in another delicious orgasm, body pliant like a rag doll as he increases the pace of his thrusts. he watches you with a crazed look in his eyes, spit flying out of his mouth when he grunts, "that’s it, fuck you through it. fuck you through it" until you squirt all over his lap.