There's an awful lot of breathin' room, but I can hardly move

[Jason plays cocky, and in some ways he is. But being naked and waiting feels vulnerable, and so does the way he hears Dick come in and sort of poses - putting himself out there for Dick to look at. It has his heart pounding a little and a lump in his throat.

It dissolves into relief and pleasure when Dick admires him. Jason opens his arms in welcome, watching Dick strip with avid attention and smirking at him.]

I might have to have pants on sometimes, but I could probably manage at least some days where you walk in and find me bare-assed. If you'll return the favor.

[He's blushing at the compliments though, feeling like he wants to squirm beneath them. He shuts Dick up with a kiss that turns into several, teeth catching on his lip at the last, nibbling gently.]