[ well shit. okay. Jason wasn't expecting this. he thought maybe that small, soft kiss was a one time thing and that Dick made it very clear they couldn't- he wouldn't do this with him.
Jason feels goosebumps raise across his skin as Dick's fingers travel from his nape to his jaw, and his lips part a bit once that warm thumb drags across his lips. he just stares at Dick like that for a moment and decides he's not gonna climb back out that window and run away tonight. ]
Okay.
[he says quietly, reaching out to curl his fingers into Dick's shirt, pulling him down a little as he leans up to press his lips against Dick's in a kiss.]
[ Smiling into the kiss, that can surely be felt but he can't stop. He hums happily, draping his arm over that shoulder as he steps in as close as the space before Jason's seat will allow. Once Dick settles his jitters it's simple to let his eyes fall closed and slant the kiss into something hotter, licking across the seam of Jason's lips to ask for more. It's unhurried and curious, like Dick is indulging himself. ]
[ he does feel the smile in the kiss, and it settles some of his frayed nerves. everything about Dick's body language is telling Jason that he wants this, he wants him. maybe the other Jason... but him too, right? he's the one Dick is kissing right now.
Jason parts his lips easily at Dick's gentle urging, letting him in. he deepens the kiss as well, tasting as much as Dick will let him. ]
[ If he could purr he would. Everything about Dick telegraphs through his body-language, from swaying in to brushing up through Jason's hair, loving how he has to re-learn how to breathe around someone else's mouth. It's the best part of becoming intimate with anyone but he especially feels a thrill from knowing this is Jason that wants him, Jason from some far-off world perhaps but that doesn't matter because he makes Dick feel wanted too. Dick tries to quiet the fears and apprehension he has picked up off him since they first met, winding around him like an acrobat with its favourite aerial silks.
It's warm and wonderful, nudging his nose against a cheek when the kiss parts to let him catch his breath. From under sloe-lashes his blue eyes peek at Jason, bright and fond. ]
... That's nice.
[ His grin widens, gaze twinkling as he tilts his lips to ghost back over Jason's. ]
[ it's the kinda kiss Jason feels like he's always been waiting for. it's all in, with everything Dick does. it makes Jason's insides flip and flutter as he kisses back, his fingers finally uncurling from their death grip in Dick's shirt, as if he realizes he isn't going anywhere. they're really doing this.
his hands slide to Dick's sides instead, curling around them gently, and even as the kiss breaks, Jason thinks to himself yeah. now that's a good memory. but he also thinks please stay that way. ]
[ Muffled laughter meets Jason's lips as Dick steals another kiss, tugging on his shirt to get him to follow. It's more of a comical smooch when it parts, although the look in Dick's eye is entirely serious. ]
[ this time Jason can't help but smile either. that muffled laughter that he swallows up with a kiss is infectious, and when his shirt is tugged he follows, sliding off the stool to keep up with Dick, because he doesn't want to miss out on any kisses. ]
Me too. A whole lot more.
[Jason has to step over and around a few things as they head to the couch. this place is messy, but he doesn't care. it feels lived in, like what a home is supposed to feel like. Jason likes that.]
I must have fallen into some of Ivy's pheromone plants because I suddenly feel irresistible when you look at me like that.
[ Wagging his brows, the laughter buoys his way down to the couch with Jason where Dick curls an arm around him and sinks his fingers back into Jason's hair, gathering him in so the kisses feel full-bodied. Dick licks his way back into the heat of that smart mouth and takes control, guiding the pace so it stays almost languid despite how hot it feels, shivers running across his skin.
... Don't mind him flicking Nightwing's discarded shirt to the floor off the cushions. ]
[Jason says with a newfound fondness for Dick. it all feels kind of like a rollercoaster with how devastated and alone he felt not too long ago, and now there's this all encompassing feeling of Dick wanting him, and making him feel like he has a place here after all.
Jason usually hates giving up any kind of control, but he's helpless to it now as Dick kisses him so fully, so deeply, and he's alright with that. his hands find their way up Dick's chest, then to his neck, into his hair then down again.
maybe it's too much too soon, but Jason's never been one to hold back. he's always as intense as can be, and he throws caution to the wind and climbs into Dick's lap, moving one leg around, straddling him as he keeps kissing him. he never thought he'd be in this position, not in a million years, but it feels so natural. it feels so good.]
[ Thank goodness Haley went to bed already, is his briefest of thoughts before he has Jason clambering up and onto him, leading to Dick lifting him to give that seating choice a hand ("C'mere"). He hauls him up onto his lap and winds his arms around him to brush under the hem of Jason's shirt, one hand palming its way down a thigh. Words can wait a while, he has important business dragging his kisses down the curve of Jason's jaw and grazing his teeth over a pulse, claiming the length of his neck as Dick's to play with as he pleases.
Nails glide up under Jason's shirt again, rising higher between his shoulders, and Dick makes a low noise of approval, just as hedonistic when it comes to showing Jason he cares about him. ]
[ it's like being invited into Dick's arms and Jason takes it greedily, getting as close as Dick will let him when he's practically pulled into his lap. good choice. he made a good choice.
Jason indulges in the way he leans against Dick's chest when those arms wind around him, his own hands sliding up into Dick's hair as he parts his lips a little wider and kisses deeper.
Dick is good at this- of course he is, Jason should have known. it sweeps him up so entirely that all of Jason't bullshit about trying to one up the world falls away, and all he wants is to be in this right now. he groans softly when the kiss breaks and Dick's mouth travels down his neck. he lets his head fall back a bit to give him more room, his nails scraping along Dick's scalp as the other's nails move along his back.
Jason's never had anyone care about him. Bruce, of course, but not like this. ]
[ Jason's roaming caresses brush the half-moon scar above Dick's left ear, usually hidden by his hair, the lasting evidence of a bullet that came too close for comfort. The slightest indent there is a testament to how much bone they put back together, how much Bruce paid the best surgeons. Barely noticeable, but to a Robin ...
He shudders up against him as he feels the nails raking along his scalp and bites down on the curve of Jason's neck to make those groans louder. His grip on a thigh pets up and down, running around the curve of an ass to test whether Jason is okay with being pulled flush. ]
[ when his fingers finally do move across the scar, he can tell. he knows what it is. he doesn't want to draw too much attention to it so he just keeps his fingers moving. maybe later they can talk some more, but not now. this is all Jason wants right now, and he can finally fully feel that Dick does too.
Jason's generally not anywhere close to being loud when fooling around with anyone. it's not that he isn't all in whenever he does, but he doesn't let himself get too carried away. there's control. always control. this time though, that bite to the curve of his neck makes him moan loudly. ]
Fuck... fuck.
[he breathes out afterwards, heat dusting his cheeks in an uncharacteristically embarrassed way. he lets Dick pull him in flush against him, but he also moves a hand to his chest, pressing lightly.]
[ Well and truly flustered by the time Jason asks to slow down, he swallows and clears his throat as he tips his head back on the couch to look up, hands settling safely on a waist. Pink stains his features all the way down to the collar of his tshirt, blue eyes dilated darker, but Dick waits when asked ... he's always been good at following orders.
Might have to clear his throat in order to fix the rasp of his voice, but. ]
Yeah, man. I'm okay. It's not that... it's not too much.
[he doesn't want to stop and he doesn't want to give Dick the wrong idea and make him think that he does. his own cheeks are flushed and flustered, his hands on Dick's chest moving up and down just slightly as he looks down for a moment, then back at Dick's face.]
It's just that I.
Fuck.
[he lets out a small laugh, then rolls his eyes at himself.]
I don't wanna rush this. I wanna go slow. I like it slow. Is that okay?
[ There's a tender understanding in the look Dick gives when he hears that, nodding. He rests his forehead on Jason's and gives him a peck on the corner of his lips, kneading lightly at his waist with a few strokes up his back. Over his clothes. ]
Slow is okay. [ It's hard to tell from the hand pawing his shirt what Jason wants, so he makes a point of asking. ] Do you just want to kiss?
[ it's nice to get an understanding look like that. it's a relief. not that he thought Dick wouldn't be okay with it, but the confirmation is always good. he can tell that Dick really is listening.
he gives Dick a small smile of thanks, then shakes his head, forehead still against his.]
Not that slow.
[he laughs softly, letting his hands slide up Dick's neck, just touching him. just being in the moment. trying to get himself to open up. to talk. it's a hard thing for Jason, but Dick is listening.]
We can do... anything. Just slower. I've uh. I haven't been with as many people as everyone think I have. You know. Being a street kid and all. People think I like to fuck. Guess maybe I act like it too. But I haven't even really been with a guy before. Like sure I've fooled around, but I've never had sex with a guy before.
But I wanna be here with you right now. I wanna do this. I mean, I don't even know if you wanna fuck me, but. If you do. I want to.
[is he rambling? maybe he's rambling. this is Jason Todd when he's not trying to act like a cocky little fuck.]
[ A couple of times he almost interrupts but he holds his tongue as Jason opens up, letting him vent his emotions and use his words, which is rare enough that Dick would have paid attention even if Jason wasn't sitting on his lap. ]
... Alright, okay. I appreciate the clarification.
[ He cups the side of Jason's neck, thumb cradling his jaw as he looks at him steadily, compartmentalising all of that information into manageable bites. When he replies his voice is sure and steady. ]
I am ... I would love to — yes, we can do that, but only if you're sure. There are other things we can do, things I'd really like to do to you [ — since Jason deserves to know there's a lot of spice beneath Dick's heavy blush — ] and none of it needs to be rushed.
[ To demonstrate, he trails his other hand down Jason's chest and lets it drift under his shirt in a sweeping caress, right around the time Dick leans up to brush his lips over the sensitive curve of Jason's neck. ]
Why don't we stick with our hands for now, then if you want more later you can be greedy in my bed. Deal?
[ is he ruining the mood? no, he doesn't think so. if talking like this ruins the mood for someone then Jason doesn't want to be with that kinda person anyway.
Jason is rewarded with patience and understanding, and an unwavering look from Dick. it makes him smile a little more, and not feel so fucking embarrassed about the flush of his cheeks and the slowness he asks for, and he nods against Dick's forehead again before the older man starts moving his hand again, under his shirt, and drops his lips back to his neck. ]
Okay, yeah. Deal.... thanks.
[that all sounds real good, and the flutter is back in Jason's chest again, his eyes closing.]
[ There he goes, nice and relaxed again, just how Dick likes him best. When Jason is happy it strangely makes Dick feel safe too, like he's doing things right and really pleasing his partner. He always strives to but this time is different, this time it matters because Jason is special.
Soft, wet kisses dapple the curve of a neck. ]
Someone's got an erogenous zone ...
[ The pad of his thumb finds a nipple and circles, palm kneading at Jason's chest the same way he would a woman, only it's a lot easier to touch more of him with his hand splayed. First, he plans to get him used to being stroked all over, the subject of Dick's busy hands. ]
[ Jason has never found it easy to relax, but with Dick it's different. it feels fluid the way he can settle back in, and they pick up right where they left off, making Jason feel warm again.
those wet kisses pull soft sounds from him even before Dick tells him he likes hearing them. he probably has a few erogenous zones that no one's ever figured out. ]
You gonna find all of them?
[Jason leans forward into his touch, his own hands itching to seek out more skin as well, so he slides a hand under Dick's shirt as well, fingers running over scar and muscle, nails scratching lightly. his other hand is still at Dick's neck, fingers sliding into his hair again to encourage him to keep up everything he's doing with his mouth at his neck. fuck, he really does like that a lot, and he rewards Dick with some more soft sounds and groans.]
[ The scars Jason strokes over are likely more numerous than what he has, Dick has been cut and sliced by knives so often that the newest scars cover old silver marks. Broader than Jason too, and ... well, someone waxes (he swings around a lot of poles, friction-burn wouldn't be logical shut up). There is so much Dick wants to do to Jason but he holds back and only lets his hands drift down once he hears those soft breathy moans again. He takes that as his cue and holds Jason on his lap as he grinds up, letting him feel the hard line of a burgeoning erection all beneath layers of clothes so he doesn't feel like it's pushing them too far.
He can dig his heels into the floor and get enough leverage to start a shallow rocking motion, nipping up the other side of Jason's neck to equally spoil him. ]
You can move with me, Jay.
[ To give him back some control over how fast they go, albeit literally now. ]
[just a touch of cocky thrown back in there because he can, and because he can't imagine what it would feel like for someone to figure him out. it feels like a lot, but also something he desperately wants. he wants it so bad and yet he constantly pushes away.
not this time, though. he's not pushing away.
Dick definitely has a lot more scars than he does. a lot more muscles too. for the briefest moment he wonders if his universes Dick has this many scars yet, or if this is a future thing too, but he puts that thought out of his head and just lets his hand explore, using his nails every once in a while to try and find some sensitive spots on Dick, too.
it's the way Dick grinds into him, nice and slow, that pulls a real moan out of Jason, and while fucking loves all the attention to his neck, when he starts moving with Dick, grinding back against him, he nudges at Dick's face with his own, tilting his head so he can kiss back to those lips of his, slow and deep, in rhythm with the way he moves.]
[ Some part of his brain is screaming at him that this is messed up, at least a little, but the rest of him is far too occupied with how good it feels to have Jason slowly riding him at a lazy grind, even through their clothes. If Dick was only halfway hard before he feels himself fill out in record time, breathlessly tangled in kisses that have his blood up (oh, haven) and his heartbeat pounding white noise in his ears. Most sensitive around his ribs, the leanest part of him, he arches up into each pass of Jason's hands and struggles to keep his own on good behaviour, running his nails as low on Jason's belt as his clothes allow; when he finds a hip he gives a squeeze and drags him in harder to seat him properly, meeting the kiss with a rumble of satisfaction from somewhere under the hands on his chest when his cock rubs up behind the curve of balls.
He's glad he wore slacks but also mildly paranoid as they make him since they hide nearly nothing. Jason feels exposed as hell, Dick has picked that up, but he has no idea how weak Dick is to those noises he makes, the weight of him wrapped around Dick like he needs him. Dick would do anything to keep him like it. ]
[ is it messed up? maybe it is, but Jason's not thinking about it either. all he can possibly think about is how all encompassing this feels. he hasn't felt this good in... maybe ever, when it comes to something like this. being with someone.
the grind of their hips is steady and slow... slow enough where Jason can feel everything. Dick is hard and heavy against his own erection and it has him aching for more, to be closer, to be surrounded and filled. that pulls another moan from him, swallowed up by their kisses, and Jason can't help the way his hands slide down now, nails still scratching, but one moving between them to drag down the length of Dick's clothed cock. ]
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Jason feels goosebumps raise across his skin as Dick's fingers travel from his nape to his jaw, and his lips part a bit once that warm thumb drags across his lips. he just stares at Dick like that for a moment and decides he's not gonna climb back out that window and run away tonight. ]
Okay.
[he says quietly, reaching out to curl his fingers into Dick's shirt, pulling him down a little as he leans up to press his lips against Dick's in a kiss.]
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Jason parts his lips easily at Dick's gentle urging, letting him in. he deepens the kiss as well, tasting as much as Dick will let him. ]
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It's warm and wonderful, nudging his nose against a cheek when the kiss parts to let him catch his breath. From under sloe-lashes his blue eyes peek at Jason, bright and fond. ]
... That's nice.
[ His grin widens, gaze twinkling as he tilts his lips to ghost back over Jason's. ]
We should do that more often.
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his hands slide to Dick's sides instead, curling around them gently, and even as the kiss breaks, Jason thinks to himself yeah. now that's a good memory. but he also thinks please stay that way. ]
I would do that any time you wanted to.
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[ Muffled laughter meets Jason's lips as Dick steals another kiss, tugging on his shirt to get him to follow. It's more of a comical smooch when it parts, although the look in Dick's eye is entirely serious. ]
I want to. Right now.
[ On the couch if Jason lets himself be led. ]
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Me too. A whole lot more.
[Jason has to step over and around a few things as they head to the couch. this place is messy, but he doesn't care. it feels lived in, like what a home is supposed to feel like. Jason likes that.]
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[ Wagging his brows, the laughter buoys his way down to the couch with Jason where Dick curls an arm around him and sinks his fingers back into Jason's hair, gathering him in so the kisses feel full-bodied. Dick licks his way back into the heat of that smart mouth and takes control, guiding the pace so it stays almost languid despite how hot it feels, shivers running across his skin.
... Don't mind him flicking Nightwing's discarded shirt to the floor off the cushions. ]
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[Jason says with a newfound fondness for Dick. it all feels kind of like a rollercoaster with how devastated and alone he felt not too long ago, and now there's this all encompassing feeling of Dick wanting him, and making him feel like he has a place here after all.
Jason usually hates giving up any kind of control, but he's helpless to it now as Dick kisses him so fully, so deeply, and he's alright with that. his hands find their way up Dick's chest, then to his neck, into his hair then down again.
maybe it's too much too soon, but Jason's never been one to hold back. he's always as intense as can be, and he throws caution to the wind and climbs into Dick's lap, moving one leg around, straddling him as he keeps kissing him. he never thought he'd be in this position, not in a million years, but it feels so natural. it feels so good.]
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Nails glide up under Jason's shirt again, rising higher between his shoulders, and Dick makes a low noise of approval, just as hedonistic when it comes to showing Jason he cares about him. ]
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Jason indulges in the way he leans against Dick's chest when those arms wind around him, his own hands sliding up into Dick's hair as he parts his lips a little wider and kisses deeper.
Dick is good at this- of course he is, Jason should have known. it sweeps him up so entirely that all of Jason't bullshit about trying to one up the world falls away, and all he wants is to be in this right now. he groans softly when the kiss breaks and Dick's mouth travels down his neck. he lets his head fall back a bit to give him more room, his nails scraping along Dick's scalp as the other's nails move along his back.
Jason's never had anyone care about him. Bruce, of course, but not like this. ]
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He shudders up against him as he feels the nails raking along his scalp and bites down on the curve of Jason's neck to make those groans louder. His grip on a thigh pets up and down, running around the curve of an ass to test whether Jason is okay with being pulled flush. ]
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Jason's generally not anywhere close to being loud when fooling around with anyone. it's not that he isn't all in whenever he does, but he doesn't let himself get too carried away. there's control. always control. this time though, that bite to the curve of his neck makes him moan loudly. ]
Fuck... fuck.
[he breathes out afterwards, heat dusting his cheeks in an uncharacteristically embarrassed way. he lets Dick pull him in flush against him, but he also moves a hand to his chest, pressing lightly.]
Wait... wait. Slow down a second. Hold on.
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Might have to clear his throat in order to fix the rasp of his voice, but. ]
Y-Yeah, sure. You okay? Too much?
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[he doesn't want to stop and he doesn't want to give Dick the wrong idea and make him think that he does. his own cheeks are flushed and flustered, his hands on Dick's chest moving up and down just slightly as he looks down for a moment, then back at Dick's face.]
It's just that I.
Fuck.
[he lets out a small laugh, then rolls his eyes at himself.]
I don't wanna rush this. I wanna go slow. I like it slow. Is that okay?
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Slow is okay. [ It's hard to tell from the hand pawing his shirt what Jason wants, so he makes a point of asking. ] Do you just want to kiss?
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he gives Dick a small smile of thanks, then shakes his head, forehead still against his.]
Not that slow.
[he laughs softly, letting his hands slide up Dick's neck, just touching him. just being in the moment. trying to get himself to open up. to talk. it's a hard thing for Jason, but Dick is listening.]
We can do... anything. Just slower. I've uh. I haven't been with as many people as everyone think I have. You know. Being a street kid and all. People think I like to fuck. Guess maybe I act like it too. But I haven't even really been with a guy before. Like sure I've fooled around, but I've never had sex with a guy before.
But I wanna be here with you right now. I wanna do this. I mean, I don't even know if you wanna fuck me, but. If you do. I want to.
[is he rambling? maybe he's rambling. this is Jason Todd when he's not trying to act like a cocky little fuck.]
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... Alright, okay. I appreciate the clarification.
[ He cups the side of Jason's neck, thumb cradling his jaw as he looks at him steadily, compartmentalising all of that information into manageable bites. When he replies his voice is sure and steady. ]
I am ... I would love to — yes, we can do that, but only if you're sure. There are other things we can do, things I'd really like to do to you [ — since Jason deserves to know there's a lot of spice beneath Dick's heavy blush — ] and none of it needs to be rushed.
[ To demonstrate, he trails his other hand down Jason's chest and lets it drift under his shirt in a sweeping caress, right around the time Dick leans up to brush his lips over the sensitive curve of Jason's neck. ]
Why don't we stick with our hands for now, then if you want more later you can be greedy in my bed. Deal?
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Jason is rewarded with patience and understanding, and an unwavering look from Dick. it makes him smile a little more, and not feel so fucking embarrassed about the flush of his cheeks and the slowness he asks for, and he nods against Dick's forehead again before the older man starts moving his hand again, under his shirt, and drops his lips back to his neck. ]
Okay, yeah. Deal.... thanks.
[that all sounds real good, and the flutter is back in Jason's chest again, his eyes closing.]
... that feels really fucking good.
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Soft, wet kisses dapple the curve of a neck. ]
Someone's got an erogenous zone ...
[ The pad of his thumb finds a nipple and circles, palm kneading at Jason's chest the same way he would a woman, only it's a lot easier to touch more of him with his hand splayed. First, he plans to get him used to being stroked all over, the subject of Dick's busy hands. ]
I like hearing the noises you make, Jay.
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those wet kisses pull soft sounds from him even before Dick tells him he likes hearing them. he probably has a few erogenous zones that no one's ever figured out. ]
You gonna find all of them?
[Jason leans forward into his touch, his own hands itching to seek out more skin as well, so he slides a hand under Dick's shirt as well, fingers running over scar and muscle, nails scratching lightly. his other hand is still at Dick's neck, fingers sliding into his hair again to encourage him to keep up everything he's doing with his mouth at his neck. fuck, he really does like that a lot, and he rewards Dick with some more soft sounds and groans.]
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[ The scars Jason strokes over are likely more numerous than what he has, Dick has been cut and sliced by knives so often that the newest scars cover old silver marks. Broader than Jason too, and ... well, someone waxes (he swings around a lot of poles, friction-burn wouldn't be logical
shut up). There is so much Dick wants to do to Jason but he holds back and only lets his hands drift down once he hears those soft breathy moans again. He takes that as his cue and holds Jason on his lap as he grinds up, letting him feel the hard line of a burgeoning erection all beneath layers of clothes so he doesn't feel like it's pushing them too far.He can dig his heels into the floor and get enough leverage to start a shallow rocking motion, nipping up the other side of Jason's neck to equally spoil him. ]
You can move with me, Jay.
[ To give him back some control over how fast they go, albeit literally now. ]
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[just a touch of cocky thrown back in there because he can, and because he can't imagine what it would feel like for someone to figure him out. it feels like a lot, but also something he desperately wants. he wants it so bad and yet he constantly pushes away.
not this time, though. he's not pushing away.
Dick definitely has a lot more scars than he does. a lot more muscles too. for the briefest moment he wonders if his universes Dick has this many scars yet, or if this is a future thing too, but he puts that thought out of his head and just lets his hand explore, using his nails every once in a while to try and find some sensitive spots on Dick, too.
it's the way Dick grinds into him, nice and slow, that pulls a real moan out of Jason, and while fucking loves all the attention to his neck, when he starts moving with Dick, grinding back against him, he nudges at Dick's face with his own, tilting his head so he can kiss back to those lips of his, slow and deep, in rhythm with the way he moves.]
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He's glad he wore slacks but also mildly paranoid as they make him since they hide nearly nothing. Jason feels exposed as hell, Dick has picked that up, but he has no idea how weak Dick is to those noises he makes, the weight of him wrapped around Dick like he needs him. Dick would do anything to keep him like it. ]
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the grind of their hips is steady and slow... slow enough where Jason can feel everything. Dick is hard and heavy against his own erection and it has him aching for more, to be closer, to be surrounded and filled. that pulls another moan from him, swallowed up by their kisses, and Jason can't help the way his hands slide down now, nails still scratching, but one moving between them to drag down the length of Dick's clothed cock. ]
Fuck... you feel so good, Dick.
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