( neither of them really want jason to get into his experiences. he wasn't joking when he said he doesn't have time for that shit, that there's too much going on, that every time he's tried to get into a relationship, it's ended up fucking his partner over in more ways than one. doesn't even need to be romantic, all of his friendships have ended that way, too. and this is probably a real bad time to dig into the whole, i saw a multiverse where bruce was a literal vampire when he was traveling along with donna, and a dick had been there, and he'd gotten all kinds of fucked up. definitely not the time when he's got dick's blood on his tongue and his tongue in jason's mouth. not that he's complaining any; if the soft sighs and moans passing his lips and into dick's are anything to go by, he's got no complaints at all for how this is going.
it'd be a hell of a lot nicer, if dick would let jason sink down to his knees. the post-orgasm clarity might knock a little more sense into dick, and more than that - getting him off'd feel great. but dick said no, even if he hadn't quite used that word, and jason's removing his hand. presses into another hard kiss, before taking a step back. doesn't dislodge dick's hold any; if he wants to stay wrapped around jason, jason's not going to tell him no, but he's the one who said he's not doing jack shit here, so. jason can give him the space to pull out if he feels the need to.
doesn't mean he's going to shut up any though. )
I'd let you fuck my mouth, y'know. ( voice low, almost gravely, and the smirk's still sitting clear as day on his lips. ) Let you dig your fingers into my hair and pull me where you want me 'til you come down my throat. You'd have all the control. Hold me down 'til I'm choking on your cock if you wanna, I won't pull off.
( even if he's pulling away now. )
Or we can meet back up at one of my safehouses.
( they'd have to take separate rides; red hood can't be seen towing around dick grayson. it'd been--intentional on his part. an escape route if he decides he needs it. )
no subject
it'd be a hell of a lot nicer, if dick would let jason sink down to his knees. the post-orgasm clarity might knock a little more sense into dick, and more than that - getting him off'd feel great. but dick said no, even if he hadn't quite used that word, and jason's removing his hand. presses into another hard kiss, before taking a step back. doesn't dislodge dick's hold any; if he wants to stay wrapped around jason, jason's not going to tell him no, but he's the one who said he's not doing jack shit here, so. jason can give him the space to pull out if he feels the need to.
doesn't mean he's going to shut up any though. )
I'd let you fuck my mouth, y'know. ( voice low, almost gravely, and the smirk's still sitting clear as day on his lips. ) Let you dig your fingers into my hair and pull me where you want me 'til you come down my throat. You'd have all the control. Hold me down 'til I'm choking on your cock if you wanna, I won't pull off.
( even if he's pulling away now. )
Or we can meet back up at one of my safehouses.
( they'd have to take separate rides; red hood can't be seen towing around dick grayson. it'd been--intentional on his part. an escape route if he decides he needs it. )