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( he already feels good. a little overwhelmed, maybe, to have dick's attention focused on him like this. and to not have been given a clear pathway to what dick wants, exactly. i don't know enough, he says, which puts more pressure on jason to make sure he doesn't somehow fuck this up. if dick had asked for a blowjob, jason would have been all over that. a handjob, even, if he wanted to shove jason up against a wall and fuck him hard, or wanted jason to put him down to bed and take him apart so slowly he was shaking by the end of it - jason knows how to do that. showing someone, going through soft touches while dick works to map out his body, finding scar tissue while also being careful to avoid any of the messier ones. this, jason doesn't know how to.

teeth dig into his lower lip as a shudder wracks through his spine when dick's tongue licks over skin, but it's not--it's not because he's not enjoying it, but the opposite.

jason likes soft touches almost as much as he enjoys going hard enough he doesn't have to stop and thing. it's just - it complicates shit. it makes it harder for him, because he's not running on adrenaline. fingers grip harder onto dick, blunt nails digging into flesh before he loosens his hold and instead drags nails down over dick's chest until he can grasp hold of him by his hips. )

Bed.

( it's less asking, more telling before his grip tightens and he's pulling dick in closer still, fingers holding on tight to lift him off the ground if dick will allow jason hold onto him. dick's about the same height as he is, but jason's got a shitton of muscle over him and has lugged around heavier. he's moving to wrap an arm around dick's thighs, to pull him up and close so jason can cart the both of them over towards the mattress. )