bradygirl_12 (bradygirl_12) wrote,

Fic: Rainbow’s Freedom (The Jewel In The Crown Arc) (23/31)

Title: Rainbow’s Freedom (The Jewel In The Crown Arc) (23/31)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Clark/Bruce, Dax Mantell, Dick, Alfred, Prince Mirax Regnall, Brex
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. The House Of Wayne travels off-world to the planet of Jovara on an important mission, and lovers Clark and Bruce learn more about their Master/slave dynamic through the eyes of this exotic culture. Meanwhile, Hal and Steve attempt to aid Diana and the Amazons to finally break free of their centuries-long enslavement on Paradise Island. The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Challenge Category: Section E (Slavefic)
Rating: (this chapter): PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Mirax rewards Bruce’s Household.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): May 4, 2009
Date Of Posting: April 14, 2010
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 921
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Entered into the 2010 DCU Fic/Art Bondage Challenge.

"Always reward faithful servants."

Jexelle Mantell
Rigellian Philosopher
1066 B.C.E.



Worlds away, Bruce slowly came awake on a new Jovaran morn.

He was wrapped around his heart and soul, Clark still fast asleep. Bruce gazed upon him with love that filled his heart nigh on to bursting.

How special you are, Clark. Every day I’m so thankful to have you in my life.

He knew it had been a close call last night. The ugly-looking knives confiscated from the would-be kidnappers told the tale, as did the faint red mark above Clark’s collar and the glancing scratch on Dick’s forearm.

He smiled as he remembered his dignified butler herding his charges back to their rooms while Clark and Dick recounted his heroism. Alfred had remained unflappable but Bruce could see the pride shining in his eyes.

Bruce kissed his lover’s chest, inhaling the unique scent that spoke of ‘Clark’ to him. It was a sweeter scent than all the oils and shampoos used to beautify his slave.

More and more every day he thought of Clark as lover rather than slave. Clark held his heart as dearly as any husband.

“I love you,” he murmured.

Clark stirred slightly, instinctively curling closer to Bruce, who gently stroked his hip.

Bruce felt a wonderful peace settle over him.

& & & & & &

About fifteen minutes later a soft knock on the door roused Bruce from semi-sleep. “Come in,” he said quietly.

The door opened and Dax walked in, a smile lighting up his handsome face.

The sheets were pulled up to the bed occupants’ waists, Bruce relaxed. He needed no false modesty in front of Dax.

“He’s really beautiful.”

Bruce rested a hand on Clark’s chest. “Yes. I’m truly blessed.”

“Of course you are.” Dax smirked and Bruce rolled his eyes but smiled. “My Prince wishes to reward your slaves for last night’s heroism.”

“Oh?” Bruce’s interest was piqued.

Dax nodded and brought out a box from under his robes. It was a satinwood box inlaid with emeralds. He opened it and drew out a glittering necklace, the gold chain holding jewels of every color.

“Would your katare like this?”

“I think he’d love it!”

Dax smiled and placed the necklace carefully back in the box. “I have gifts for your Squire and Alfred, too. When everyone’s up for the day, meet me out in the gardens.” He shout the box and rose from the bed. “Enjoy your wake-up, Bruce.”

Dax’s chuckle drifted back in the room as he left, Bruce shaking his head fondly.

“Mmm, Bruce?” Clark began to stir awake.

Bruce smoothed his hair back. “Right here, love.”

Clark opened blue eyes and smiled. “Good morning.”

Bruce kissed him. “Good morning to you, too.” Bruce touched the Medallion around Clark’s neck. “You are getting a gift from Mirax.”

“A gift?” Clark asked, eyes lighting up.

Bruce laughed. “So you’re a gift whore?”

“Oh, yes, Master, as you are a danger whore.”

“Can’t argue with that.”

Clark giggled as they disappeared under the covers.

& & & & & &

Curiosity showed in the faces of Bruce’s Household. Clark was un-Veiled, except for a half-mask, but lush lips and beautiful cheekbones were there for Mirax to see. Bruce figured that as long as the Rigellian treated his slaves with respect, he could get a look at least part of Clark’s beauty.

Dick nearly bounced in excitement, jingling as he hopped from foot-to-foot. Alfred kept a calming hand on his shoulder.

Mirax and Dax appeared, the Prince’s bodyguards remaining a few feet away, Brex close to his Master.

“A beautiful morning!” Mirax said, long, slender fingers smoothing his wide sleeve.

“Very beautiful,” Bruce agreed.

Bruce’s slaves bowed, Mirax holding out his hand. Dax placed the satinwood box in it.

“The House of Wayne should be proud.” Dax opened the lid. “Alfred.”

Alfred stepped forward.

“A medal in the tradition of the British Empire.”

Alfred’s eyes shone as Mirax pinned the gold bejeweled medal on his chest.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Mirax smiled. He reached into the box again as he intoned, “Richard,” and Dick bounced forward, sparkling like a bright little bird as his outfit’s sequins glittered.

Mirax laughed, then put the jeweled gold necklace around Dick’s neck. Eyes huge, Dick said enthusiastically, “Thank you so much, Your Majesty!”

“You are a pleasure to reward, child.”

Dick sparkled all the way back to Bruce’s side, Bruce ruffling his hair as the boy grinned up at him. Brex was smiling happily.


Clark stepped forward, gasping softly as he saw the necklace that matched Alfred and Dick’s medal. He bent his head as Mirax slipped it around his neck, mingling with the Medallion that Bruce had given him long ago. Pride went through him like a glorious wave.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

He started to drop to his knees when Mirax grasped his chin. “No need, katare.”

Clark smiled and brushed his lips over Mirax’s palm when he was released.

“A true Prize,” Mirax murmured, caressing Clark’s cheek, then he stepped back. “I am in your debt, Prince Bruce of the House of Wayne. Know that the Prince of the House of Jaxelle always honors his debts.”

“I would expect no less, Your Majesty,” Bruce said, bowing his head.

Mirax smiled and turned in a grand sweep, Dax winking at Bruce as he followed the Prince and his bodyguards out of the gardens, Dick and Brex waving at each other.

Bruce and his family stayed to enjoy their lush surroundings.

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Tags: alfred pennyworth, clark kent/bruce wayne, dax mantell, dick grayson, rainbow's freedom, robin, superman/batman, the jewel in the crown arc
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