[some setup blather about mystical bondage, I mean BONDING ... :p ]



The five looked at each other, puzzled. Wally spoke first—
“I don’t feel—” and then Garth interrupted him.

“I feel you, all of you. Like a beacon.”

Donna nodded slowly, and after a glance at Atlan, moved 
toward him. “He’s right. It’s like…I can close my eyes, and 
know exactly where you are.”

Wally was frowning, Dick simply watching and assessing, 
and strangely silent.

Roy—navajo background, senses next.

Dick, eastern meditation

Wally—last “Don’t understand why I’m not getting 
anything”

Atlan—“you touch the speed force, rooted in science and 
physics; but it is as mystical for all that, you’ve felt it. 
Reach for that….”

Wally concentrated, standing in place but with an 
intangible aura of *power* around him—and his eyes 
widened. “Yeah, there—wow.”

Bemused, not surprised, when Donna kissed Garth, and the 
shock of it went through the other three.


Roy knew he should have felt something, jealousy maybe, 
but it wasn't *possible.* He felt her love for him--for all of 
them--flowing through the link. And Garth--

That same deep emotion, focused at the moment on Donna 
but echoing for all of them. Where it touched it reflected, 
especially from.... *Oh.* He turned, wanting to catch the 
expression....


Dick couldn't keep the blush off of his face. The currents 
flowing almost tangibly between the five of them were 
stronger here (between Donna and himself) and weaker 
here (Roy and Wally) and though he tried to damp it down, 
*here* something far, far stronger than he'd meant to 
share...from himself. Toward Garth. 

He saw Donna and Garth break their kiss and Donna's 
smile, her grip on Garth's shoulder as she turned the 
Altantean to face him. Their eyes caught.


Wally concentrated, still sorting out all the tangling threads. 
His experience with J'onn's telepathic rapport gave him 
*some* kind of familiarity with this. Okay, that was Donna 
there (warm) and Harper (bright) and Garth (fluid) and 
Dick (solid) and what on earth?!

Roy nodded at his confusion and murmured, "Feels like 
Robbie has something to tell Gillhead, doesn't it." Wally 
just blinked.


Garth's eyes went wide as the force of it hit him. "Robbie?"  
He didn't-- he'd never thought--

He watched Dick struggle for words helplessly, blush 
growing deeper. "I, uh, well, I've sort of been watching you 
lately...." He laughed a little, obviously embarrassed. "This 
isn't the way I wanted to tell one of my oldest friends I'd 
developed a massive crush on him. On you. I--"

But Donna had given Garth a small push, not that he'd 
needed it, and he crossed over to where Dick stood and 
smiled. "It's all right. I didn't know.... I wish I had." And 
then because Dick was still too flustered to make the first 
move, leaning in to taste his mouth.


Donna grinned and walked over to Wally, waving a hand in 
front of his face. "Hello, Wally...?" No use; he was still 
staring, wide-eyed, at Dick and Garth now entwined in a 
kiss that went on, and on. "Never mind." She caught his 
chin and turned his head, kissing him before he could 
protest. 

Behind her, another voice did. "Hey, babe, save some of 
that for me." She let Wally go, giggling over his shell-
shocked expression. Then Roy was right there. "Hi."  

"Hi, yourself." She couldn't stop smiling. "Oh, this feels.... I 
love you all so much." Roy's kiss more demanding than the 
others, and she felt under all his bluster the true vulnerable 
depths of his love for her. 

For all of them.


Now they stood together, the five of them, Wally still 
shooting astonished glances at Dick and Garth smiling at 
Donna and Roy saying, "aw, the hell with it," and stepping 
forward to grab Dick and pull him into an embrace with a 
kiss for good measure. Letting him go and Donna stepping 
up, taking his place-- "My turn?" and that was just sweet, 
all the love they'd always held for each other finding new 
expression. Roy laughed. "Titans spin-the-bottle. What a 
concept." Garth mimicking a spinning bottle landing on 
Roy. One kiss later, a little more powerful than either of 
them had expected, and they broke apart with a near-
identical grin and turned to Wally. "Ohhhh, no!" "Ohhhh, 
yes!" and catching him in a hug between them, proving that 
despite his protestations the World's Fastest Man wasn't 
really interested in *running* at all.

But after a moment he shrugged himself free of them and 
looked at Dick. “This is...intense.... and really not what I 
was expecting.” He shot an annoyed glance at Atlan before 
continuing. “I gotta admit it feels pretty good. I’m 
not...look, you guys know me. Mr. Straight-Guy, right?” 

Donna spoke gently. “It’s all right, Wally, you don’t have 
to--”

“Nah, that’s not what I meant. Maybe I’m not sure about 
what this really means...but it feels *right.*” He took a step 
closer to Dick and held out a hand. “You’re my best friend, 
Robbie, if I’m suddenly, uh, playing both sides you should 
be the first guy I try it with.” He glanced at Garth. “Unless 
you’re not interested....”

Dick’s response was a blazing smile. [[“I always have time 
for you,” ?? ehhhh]] and he moved into Wally’s embrace 
and tentative kiss. 


Watching this Donna hugged herself in glee, then 
reconsidered and reached out to pull Garth and Roy closer, 
wrapping her arms around their waists. Their arms came up 
to encircle her like they belonged there. 

“You know where this is going, don’t you?” Garth breathed 
across her skin, his lips nuzzling at her cheek, and she 
grinned.

“Ohhhh, yes.” She turned her head into his kiss, the surge 
of her arousal mirroring what she felt from the men and 
doubling, trebling, quadrupling, quintupling—

She felt her knees start to go out from under her with the 
intensity and was caught in their arms, safe, as always. 
“Let’s--” her voice caught a little, overwhelmed—“Let’s 
take this party somewhere more private.”


They settled on the rec room, since no one’s bed was 
anywhere near big enough; and besides there was the 
jacuzzi there, and the pool. The cameras were off and the 
doors locked and the rest of the world just *away.*

Donna peeled off her costume, feeling all their eyes on her-
-really *feeling* them, admiring and lustful and worshipful 
and loving. She slid into the jacuzzi and looked up at them, 
challenging. “Well?”

Roy whooped and started pulling off his boots. "Last one in 
has to sleep with Robbie!"

"Hardly disincentive...." Garth murmured, and smiled at 
Dick's blush. 

But it was Wally who ended up being last, ironically 
moving so slowly, dull flares of nervousness leaking 
through. Donna held out her hands to him and he finally 
slipped into the water, pulling her into his arms. "You 
know... I had such a crush on you in the old days, I think 
we all did--" nods from the others confirmed it -- "but I 
never thought we'd be here, like *this*...."

"But here I am." Donna smiled up into his eyes. "There's no 
reason to hide anything anymore. I love you. And I *want* 
you. So--" 

His mouth came down to hers, nervousness forgotten. 


Beside Donna Roy chuckled and glanced over at the other 
two. Garth had pulled Dick against him and was whispering 
in his ear, the words unheard by the other three but the 
emotion behind them washing over them all. Longing and 
love and rising desire echoing along the link.

"Damned if I'm gonna be odd man out here," Roy muttered, 
and slid behind Donna to slip his hands around her waist. 
She moaned into Wally's mouth and arched back against 
him. Wally broke the kiss and half-glared over Donna's 
shoulder. "Look, Harper...."

Roy could just guess at what was coming. "Yeah?"

Wally grimaced. "You're a huge pain in the ass and you 
annoy the hell out of me most of the time. If you think I'm 
gonna do this with you right here--" he put a finger over 
Donna's lips before she could protest-- "um, you'd be 
right?"

Well, hell, the guy was full of surprises. "You jerk. I love 
you too."

Wally grinned. "I know." He leaned over Donna and 
dropped a light kiss on Roy's cheek. "But right now I'm 
more interested in the lady, okay?"

Roy's eyebrows went up. "You proposing a team-up?"

"Finest heroic tradition." 

“You’re on.”


“I want to hear what you thought when you watched me, 
Robbie, I want to hear what you dreamed.”

Dick was finding it a little hard to breathe, never mind find 
words between the cascading emotions and the feel of 
Garth's body warm against him, but he tried.

"I-- You've changed so much, become so strong inside and 
out, I wanted to touch that. Touch you." He ran his hands 
down Garth's arms to emphasize it. "I know this isn't what 
you expected, but--"

"It's better." The pleased amazement in Garth's voice made 
Dick wish he hadn't waited. How ridiculous that it had 
taken *this* for him to finally admit what he'd been feeling. 
"If I'd known...."

Dick looked into Garth's eyes and was caught. "W-what 
would you have done?"

"This." Another kiss, and Garth's hands sliding over him 
and pulling him closer so that they could feel each other’s 
arousal, more intense by the second. 

He wrenched his mouth away, gasping for air, desperate. 
“Please, I want you!”

Garth answered by pulling himself out of the jacuzzi, 
hauling Dick out too, *carrying* him over to one of the 
mats. They sank down together, hands touching 
everywhere.


Wally had resumed kissing her and she lost herself in it 
gladly, the feel and taste of him. At the same time Roy's 
hands were wandering over her, caressing, finding the 
places he already knew. Between them she felt loved, 
cherished, and they *knew* what she felt, knew when she 
needed more. It wasn’t any surprise when Roy lifted her up 
to the edge of the jacuzzi, but he stopped her with a hand 
on her thigh when she would have stood up. "You're good 
there." He nodded to Wally. “I’ve, ah, got her here if you 
want to go on with what you were doing....”

Wally growled, “I don’t need direction from *you,*” but he 
hoisted himself out as well and moved behind her so she 
could lie back against him. She started when Roy’s mouth 
touched her inner thigh and then groaned as Wally’s hands 
began to sweep over her, his lips nibbling at her neck. 
Roy’s tongue, spiraling in. Wally’s fingers, long and clever, 
stroking over her sides, her breasts. She turned to catch his 
mouth, moaning continuously now, hips thrusting up to 
meet Roy’s teasing caress. It didn't take long at all before 
she was trembling helplessly, held in Wally's arms, 
shuddering under Roy's mouth.

When she could control her body again Donna looked 
down at Roy. He was grinning, looking smug, and she bent 
to kiss him before turning back to Wally. "Now, please."

"Your wish is my command," he replied with a smile, but 
the look in his green eyes and the emotion in the link was 
so complex...love and lingering confusion, and desire and 
friendship and even a touch of fear. "Donna, I--"

"Shhhh." She touched his face, kissed him gently. "This 
isn't a compulsion, we're not forced to do anything--and I 
won't be offended if you decide you don't want this. But I 
want you."

She *felt* his uncertainty vanish, the release of it 
something like the spreading of dark wings...and she 
suddenly understood. Years ago Raven had compelled him 
to join the team by manipulating his emotions, and he'd 
been afraid--but not any more. He kissed her strongly, 
scooping her up, muttering-- "They had the right idea--" at 
which she looked over to see Dick and Garth entwined on 
one of the mats, and grinned. 

From the water Roy drawled, "Now, just 'cause you're the 
Flash doesn't mean you have to do everything fast...."

"Shut up, Harper. Get up here." Wally shook his head, 
smiling into Donna's eyes. "He's so slow."

"Uh-huh. But he has his moments." She giggled, 
remembering, and Wally chuckled along with her. 


They were kneeling, hands skimming over each other, 
mouths locked together. 

It wasn’t going to last, the way Richard was trembling so 
hard against him. He dropped his hand and *stroked* and 
Robbie went utterly still, shuddering, and then came 
gasping into Garth’s hand. Garth held him while he shook, 
boneless, and finally spoke.

“God... I’m sorry....”

“Don’t be. It’s better this way. Take the edge off.” Smiling, 
Garth lifted his hand to his mouth and tasted. “We’re 
nowhere near done. I want--”

But he didn’t have the chance to say, because Dick 
*launched* himself and they fell to the mat in a tangle of 
limbs, laughing. "*I* want to show you what I've been 
thinking about."

Dick took his face and kissed him, carefully, deeply, and 
then his mouth began to trail down.






“okay?”

“yeah. Weirded out, but...okay.”

Dick chuckled and stepped around to massage Wally’s 
shoulders. 


Massage turned into a hug, then a caress as Dick’s hands 
trailed down his chest, his stomach. Should have been 
running for the door, half-way across the continent by now, 
but...no reason to. Felt right, content. Aroused.

“Look,” Dick said in his ear, and Wally looked across the 
gym to where the other three were. They’d pulled one of 
the chairs away from the wall (good thing that’s plastic, his 
mind mused inanely, easier cleaning!) and Roy was sitting 
on the edge of it. Donna was balanced on his lap, facing 
away, her head thrown back and long hair spilling across 
Roy’s shoulder, red strands mixing with longer black. Her 
legs were spread and Garth was kneeling in between them, 
hands on her thighs, licking at her... and at Roy where his 
cock went into her.

Dick’s hand, warm and cupping his swelling erection, now 
stroking in time with the pounding of his heart. Could feel 
Dick’s own hard-on against his back but that was okay, too.