[Jason leans into Dick's touch, lashes fluttering a little. Fuck, this could go so badly. Because Jason doesn't see letting it go either, and he is already maybe a little addicted to this. The sex and the playful cuddling and touching - Dick's smile and hands and everything else.]
There's never any guarantees, Dickie. And I'm not really one people stay for, or want to stay around. It could go bad.
[He says it softly, reluctantly. He half doesn't want to say it at all, and risk breaking it all the sooner - the opposite of what Jason usually does when he crashes and burns just to see if whoever he's with can stand it, when he knows they can't.
But this feels different, and he takes a deep breath, answers that weighty kiss.]
I don't want it one way, yeah. I'm yours, you're mine. It might be a bad idea, but yeah. Okay. Lets do it.
[In a way Dick wishes they were in some fancy hotel and not some rich person's house that they should really be leaving any minute. He wants to stay here and spend hours pouring over Jason's body with his fingers and his mouth, discovering all the hidden places he's thought about in his darkest, most secret fantasies.
As it is, his hands continue to dust over absolutely perfectly made features. Dick's not certain who could have ever seen this and given it up-- they had to have been blind and stupid. He leans down and brushes his lips along Jason's cheeks, whispering against the skin in silent worship. Dick wishes he could make up for all the mess between them, all the jealousy and anger he held in his heart at the start. ]
No, there are no guarantees in life. I won't be perfect. I know I won't. I'm going to hold on. I may be stupid and fight, but I want you to hold on too. I'm not leaving. I- I already.. I've cared for a while now.
[I'm half in love with you, he thinks with a long sigh. Swallowing again. He smiles softly and nods. When the kiss breaks, Dick presses in close, holding his forehead to jason's.]
I don't think it's a bad idea. I think it's the best I've made in a long time. We'll figure it out, no matter what. You're the most gorgeous person I've ever had sex with by the way. I'm going to keep telling you that until you believe me one day.
[Jason's starting to feel almost lightheaded, in a good way, with the way Dick is touching him. It feels almost worshipful, and Jason's never had that, and he's afraid he's addicted to it already.]
Yeah ... so we fight but don't just ditch afterward. We try to fix it.
[Jason is half trying to convince himself that it's possible. But there's a stubborn little tilt to his chin that says he means to try. He chuckles, kissing Dick's throat.]
Sweet words might get you pretty far, Grayson. You've slept with Dawn and Kory, I can take runner up. You take my top spot though.
[It's that stubborn tilt to his head that Dick's counting on to keep them both afloat. He's got his own stubborn streak a mile wide, and he hopes that it'll match Jason's and that they can keep one another together on the bad days.
Not being one of them, a bad day that is, Dick keeps touching Jason, skirting his fingers along the other's body. He pauses for a moment and nods. ]
Exactly, we don't ditch. We can take a breath, but we come back and talk, somehow and try to fix it. Communicate. Shit that's hard for us, but we do it.
[Dick moans softly at the kiss on his throat. It's always going to be sensitive there. It stirs something a little deeper. He can't help it, but he can take a deep breath. Moving to brush his nose against Jason's, Dick tips his head lower and kisses him softly, speaking against Jason's lips-- offering him something that helps Jason know what he means, hopefully. ]
I may have slept with them, but they're not you. You're not a runner up, Jason. You're my top spot, in fact, I'll do you one better. I've slept with them, but neither of them have ever taken me. I want you to take my virginity Jason. I want you to take that which no one has ever done before. Not only are you the first and only guy that I'll ever sleep with, but I want you to take me. That's something that no one else will every be able to do. Be my first ,Jason.
Try not to be the pessimistic hotheads we both are?
[Jason asks wryly, but he doesn't expect an answer. They are what they are. But they'll work at this ... Jason doesn't know what to call it, but he knows he wants it. Wants Dick and more nights spent in bed, more slow kisses and more of those looks that made Jason's belly flutter.
Hard a time as he has believing them, he wants more of the sweet words, too. He laughs a little, though there's no missing the flash of heat in his eyes or the flush across his cheeks. He sighs out Dick's name - or his version of it, and reaches up to thread fingers through his hair.]
Yeah. If you really want - yeah, I'll do that for you. I'll make it good for you.
[This is all that Dick wants, and he'll work at it too. He's had to work for everything good that he's ever had in life and this will be no different. He's going to figure it out and it may cost him a few things, but Jason is worth it and the rest of the Titans will eventually have to understand, because while Dick knows they'll hide it for as long as they can, they can't do it forever. They're both too messy with one another to keep it a secret for too long.
Plus, Dick knows he won't be able to give up having Jason in his bed, and it's bound to get them caught. This soft touch, his soft lips and the ability to listen to Jason breathing next to him in the morning will make it all worth it. . Running his fingers over the curve of Jason's hips, and upward, Dick traces patterns across his skin with his thumb. Enjoying how fucking beautiful this young male is, and knowing without a shadow of a doubt that he will make Jason his to the best of his ability. ]
I do want it, and I have no doubt it will be amazing to have you inside me, filling me. Do you want to do it here, tonight or at home?
[Leaning in, Dick kisses Jason softly again. He kisses over his jaw and down his neck, unable to keep himself from muttering softly as he does.]
[Jason isn't going to get used to how Dick's looking at him anytime soon. He's staring at Jason like he's precious, and that makes Jason feel hot and squirmy - like he can't quite hold still.
He likes this too much.
He shifts beneath those wandering fingers, catching one and pulling it up to his mouth, kissing his fingers and nipping lightly. And then groans.]
Really wanna say here and now, Dickie. But we're probably pushing it staying this long in this place. We could find somewhere else?
[If there were any perfect nickname for Jason, it would be precious, but he's not going to stick to that one right now. That's for later when they've fucking got a lot more out of their systems. Dick knows that he's pushed a lot of buttons tonight. He's got his own that are going to haunt him when all is said and done.
It doesn't matter, because this is exactly what he wants. He wants this so fucking much.
Feeling that groan deep down low, Dick inhales and nods. He licks over his bottom lip and then smiles. ]
You know Bruce has lots of safehouses all over the fucking place. There's one that's not too far. Gotta make sure all the cameras are turned off, but it'd be great after.
[It takes them both a little bit to clean up the room, but for part of it Dick is sitting on the bed making a few phone calls. The last ends up with 'thank you sir. perfect, that will suit us fine. yes, three days.' Dick lifts a brow at Jason.
So what if it's three days or one night, it's a splurge and they never do things like this. Dick figures if he was getting out the credit card, he might as well. His next call was to Alfred to expect charges so there was no misunderstanding. Yes, he had someone with him. Yes, Dick liked them a lot and they were worth it.
Walking over to a partially naked Jason, Dick pulls him into the circle of his arms and kisses him.]
I have it set. I sent the address to your phone.
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[Clean up takes longer than it should because Jason keeps getting caught up LOOKING at Dick, who isn't any more dressed than Jason was. It feels surreal, cleaning up together, planning to go somewhere else to hole up.
Three days, apparently. Jason doesn't argue, just gives Dick a small grin as he talked.
Finally he goes to pull on his clothes, after finding where they'd ended up. He doesn't look anything BUT well-fucked, given the wild hair and the bruises from Dick's mouth that are starting to show. But he was at least dressed.
He let Dick encircle him ins his arms and leans up to kiss him, the height difference more obvious when they're standing up to do this and not in the water or bed.]
Meet you there, Dickie. You good to get the cameras back on on the way out?
[One of the things Dick likes about this is the height difference, the way their bodies all but match, with Jason being only a tad bit bigger at this point but shorter currently. There will come a time when all that changes, but right now, this fit is perfect. The future will be perfect, too, he surmises.
Kissing Jason's forehead, Dick leans in to claim the younger male's lips, savoring the flavors that will have to last the short ride to the hotel. He pulls on Jason's lower lip with his teeth first, then holds it with the suction of his mouth, releasing it bit by bit until it's free of him with a sigh. ]
I got all the cameras and will double-check everything on the way out. You head over. It's under Grayson, but you're listed as a guest and getting a key. They're very discreet there, and we don't have to worry. I know you'll like it. When you get to the room, there should be champagne and strawberries to enjoy.
[It's a little disconcerting, how easily Dick can derail Jason with a kiss and just make him want to fall back into the other man's mouth and hands and everything.
He takes a second to shake off the kiss afterward, smiling through the bite and running his hands along Dick's back.]
See you there.
[It's easy enough to find from the GPS, and Jason finds himself with a key and no questions asked when he presents himself at the front desk.
Upstairs he finds the suite. It's ridiculously opulent and more space than they'd need. But Jason knows what it's like to travel on Bruce's money, so it doesn't intimidate him, just makes his heart do a little flip at Dick going all out for HIM.
He hesitates and then says to hell with it and strips down so he's naked and stretches out on the bed, waiting for Dick.]
[At this point, most of it is Dick's money. It's a tricky line between what's been put into his name and what is still in Bruce's name. Either way, Dick does his best not to touch it unless he has a reason for it. He's not a huge spender but still uses money when needed. He takes care of the people he cares about. That's always been a priority, so spending money on Jason makes him happy.
This time away for them, it's essential. Once he finishes all his business at the house, Dick makes sure everything is entirely in its place and locks up. There are only faint signs that point to someone being in the pool. Signs that a detective might notice, but an everyday person probably wouldn't.
The ride to the hotel is smooth, and checking in is even more so. With a key card in hand, Dick enjoys the elevator ride up. He knocks once to allow Jason to notice before he comes barging in. Although, Dick certainly wasn't ready for what's awaiting him.
"Damn, Babe. I think you should always greet me like this." He smirks. "Welcome home to me." Dropping a duffle of clothing he keeps in the car for 'just in case' moments, Dick forgets anything else and begins to shed his clothes. Shoes, shirt, pants undone as he crawls up onto the bed. "You are the most gorgeous person I've ever seen. Don't you ever forget that." He looks over Jason and feels his heart swell, and is instantly hard once more.
[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.]
I will happily return the favor. I don't mind waiting for you on display now and then as long as I know you're coming home to me.
[Taking Jason's hands, Dick stretches them up above Jason's head and bites at his lips in much the same way that Jason takes his own. Dick licks and laps across Jason's mouth, playing along lips before he ever dips inside to seal away something heated and powerful. It feels almost like they haven't seen one another in years, and not the time it took for them both to get here. There's that desperate passion again, an all-driving force to consume Jason that Dick has no handle on.
Kissing along his jaw and neck, Dick slides their bodies together, rubbing them slow and methodically until he's pulling Jason's arms around his waist and practically sitting up on the younger man.]
I love how you feel against me, how you fucking taste.
[Dick's attention like this was intoxicating. All his natural charisma turned on Jason made Jason feel ... important and seen. It was an overwhelming feeling.]
We don't share a home.
[Jason said it just because there was some part of him that was afraid of how fast this was becoming something big, and what it might mean. But he said it with reluctance, unwilling to part from the fantasy life they were building together. Reality would reassert itself sometime. Why rush it?
He kisses back as Dick toys with his mouth and slides in against him, Jason's leg wrapping around Dick's, a laugh bubbling up in his throat at the compliment.]
I always thought liking how anybody tastes was bullshit. But I'm coming around on it after tonight.
[Jason wasn't the only one that felt seen -- Until this day, Dick had no idea what it was to have anyone look at him with such adoration, such perfect need until Jason. It inspired and ripped him to shreds inside. His heart was in scraps; every piece was Jason's to hold, squish, and do whatever he wanted to do with. Even if the younger male had no idea, Dick knew he couldn't go back.
His words, the way Dick touched him, and kissed him, all held promises that Dick had no choice but to keep-- not because someone told him, but because he knew that without Jason, he'd be lost. ]
I'm sure we can find a way to fix that. I need you near me, Jason.
[Sitting up further, allows Dick to run his hands along Jason's marvelous chest. Dick spends time with his fingers, circling and playing with nipples. He bows over to lick and suck at them, lapping across each of them like the delicacy they are, and then he slides his tongue to the middle of it all and grins against the skin. ]
You taste different every too. Your neck is different from your nipples, which is so different from your cock, and your come. Oh god, I love the taste of your come. There are so many flavors to you and so many smells that I don't think I could ever forget. Tell me what you want me to do next. Do you want to fuck me, or you want me inside you again?
[There's so much in the way Dick is touching him. It feels like he's mapping out Jason's body, putting a claim on him. Jason isn't a guy people want to keep, but it feels like Dick does. Maybe later they'd blame it all on the heat of the moment and sexual chemistry. But Jason doesn't feel like they would, not down in the guarded space of his heart that he never opens easily. The way Dick touches and talks though, it's loosening the hinges on that locked door and pulling it open. Jason can feel himself just falling into Dick, and for the moment at least, he lets Dick catch him. Maybe he'll have a hard time believing it later, when they were apart. But for now he does.
Jason lets Dick arrange them, his hands running blunt nails along the length of Dick's back, tracing his touch over scars he finds along the way.]
We'll figure something out.
[He doesn't know what and he doesn't want to think about it too much in case it triggers his own wariness, and stops him from feeling the way he does now.
He laughs at Dick's words, shaking his head.]
You don't have to love the taste, baby. But I'm always good with you taste-testing.
[The endearment slips out without Jason noticing, and he leans up to kiss Dick again.]
Jesus. Both. Everything. But fuck you first. I want to see your face when you're full of me.
[Like a cat, Dick arches into the scraping of Jason's nails on his back. Maybe because they haven't found their true place yet, this all still feels like some dreamscape or overgrown fantasy that Dick's still immersed in-- trying to live out what he's wanted but never allowed himself to have, because with every touch, every brush and stroke the surrealness only grows.
Reality should hit at any moment, and every now and then, Dick feels a prick of pain that tells him this is truly happening, that Jason is here in his arms and they've been together-- that he has this, but it's nearly impossible to believe, even now.
Smiling like an idiot, Dick shakes his head. ]
I do, though; I love the taste. I can't help it. I love it all. I've wanted this so bad, you so bad.
[Forgetting to breathe, Dick loses himself in the kiss, hands sliding along the hardness of Jason's body.]
Then take me. I can't wait to be full of you. Fuck. I want to feel you.
[God, Dick looks good when he moves like that, graceful and flexible and hot enough to melt ice. Jason doesn't know what he did right in life to get to see him like this, but he's thanking whoever made it possible for Dick Grayson to want him.
It's not even just wanting him, it's that smile he sees between kisses that says Dick is just as happy to have Jason here as Jason is to be with him. If Dick just wanted to explore with another guy, it would have been easier and safer to find someone else. But he specifically wanted Jason, and Jason practically vibrated with how much that meant to him.
He laughs, teeth tugging at a full, kiss swollen-lip for a second.]
I'm not gonna try to talk you out of it.
[Jason swallowed and nodded, not trusting his voice, and kissed Dick again fiercely before nudging him back, pulling away to give him room.]
Roll over for me, Dickie. Get on your knees, let me open you up for me.
[The laugh runs along Dick's skin like a super soft fleece blanket, smothering him in comfort and a sort of peace he can't ever remember feeling. He's felt it a few times since they've been like this-- but it grows the longer they are together. Seeing the light in Jason's eyes draws a mirrored picture in Dick's own and then flips it over and creates a masterpiece against his heart.
Dick draws his hands along Jason's body, constantly training it to memory. He has a fierce need to have every single stroke etched out in his mind, just in case.
When Jason begins to pull away, Dick sits up slightly and chases him. He grips at Jason's hips, at his waist. His fingers dig in and fight to keep his lover near. There's a slight whine that comes out in a whisper from Dick's lips. He hates that he sounds so desperate, but he likes being close, needs to be close. It only changes when Jason tells him what to do.
Grabbing a couple of pillows, Dick rolls over and shifts his hips shoving both pillows beneath them-- this way, he doesn't have to worry about his legs giving out on him through all the new stimulation. He has no idea what it will feel like, but this should work. ]
Here, is this okay, I think if I spread open like this. I should be limber enough to give you all the access you want.
[Jason can't help the smile he keeps flashing Dick, the laughter that bubbles up now and then. He's giddy with having this and just ... happy in a way that Jason doesn't remember ever being.
He's aware of everyone of those meandering touches of Dick's hand, hisses in a little pleased breath when he grips at Jason's hips. It turns into a soothing sound as Dick tries to hold him close.
Then Dick just does as Jason said and Jason is dragging in air because of how it feels to SEE Dick like that, rolling over and waiting for Jason to open him up, fill him up and fuck him.]
Perfect. Jesus, look at you.
[Jason fumbles for the lube and then he's sliding between those spread knees, fingers running down Dick's back, digging fingers into his ass before slicking them up and sliding them between his cheeks, teasing over the smallp puckered opening, waiting for Dick to react before gently pressing a finger inside him.]
[The smile Dick understands, but the laughter makes Dick feel a little self-conscious. He isn't sure if it's because he looks odd with his body in such a vulnerable position, but he wants this. He wants Jason to take him, to know him. He wants to let go and give up every bit of himself he's been holding on to for Jason alone.
This, if anything, should help show Jason that Dick has meant every word that he's said so far. He's aching and desperate for touch when they part. Even the tiny soothing noises don't help. It's nothing until Jason is close again, and his body is pressing up tight, nails dragging down his back.
A part of Dick wishes that he'd stayed on his back so that he can watch this better. He knows it's nearly impossible to see, but twisting his head around, he can look at Jason's face and see the wonder. It makes him shake his head. Does Jason even know how gorgeous he is back there-- how much Dick wants to feel the younger man touching him, wants to know how it feels to be filled by the only person that's meant to do so? ]
Look at you. Gods Jason, you're it. You're the only one I could ever let see me like this, the only one I'll ever want like this.
[Rocking back on a moan, Dick sighs loudly when Jason teases around the sensitive nerve endings that surround the muscles of his opening. It twitches, and the muscles contract and relax as they're touched, waiting for the intrusion they know is coming. When it does, Dick's body clamps down on the finger, holding onto it tightly. He's never put anything in his ass before and has no idea how it would feel. It's strange, and he needs to push it out, but the more Jason pushes it in, the more his body switches and he wants to pull the finger in. It's like the muscles work in differing directions-- two sets of them.
Dick breathes out slowly, working on getting used to the sensation and waiting for more. He wants more, so much more. ]
[The last thing Jason means to do is make Dick self conscious. He's just happy, and can't quite contain it.
Jason strokes a hand down the line of Dick's back as he works that lone finger into him, his own breathing and heartbeat loud in his ears.
And god but that's a hit to his ego. The notion that he's the only one who gets to see Dick like this, the one to carve out a space inside Dick for himself - it's a powerful feeling. And it makes Jason a little tender, too, that he's being given it.]
I'll look whenever you want me to. You're beautiful. Look so good like this, feel so tight around my finger. Do you like it? Want you to like this, love it the way I loved you fucking me.
[Jason's words are half panted, and he bites back a groan at the clench around his fingers as he eases a second inside of Dick, twisting a little, trying to find the right spot to hopefully ensure Dick DOES like it.]
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There's never any guarantees, Dickie. And I'm not really one people stay for, or want to stay around. It could go bad.
[He says it softly, reluctantly. He half doesn't want to say it at all, and risk breaking it all the sooner - the opposite of what Jason usually does when he crashes and burns just to see if whoever he's with can stand it, when he knows they can't.
But this feels different, and he takes a deep breath, answers that weighty kiss.]
I don't want it one way, yeah. I'm yours, you're mine. It might be a bad idea, but yeah. Okay. Lets do it.
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As it is, his hands continue to dust over absolutely perfectly made features. Dick's not certain who could have ever seen this and given it up-- they had to have been blind and stupid. He leans down and brushes his lips along Jason's cheeks, whispering against the skin in silent worship. Dick wishes he could make up for all the mess between them, all the jealousy and anger he held in his heart at the start. ]
No, there are no guarantees in life. I won't be perfect. I know I won't. I'm going to hold on. I may be stupid and fight, but I want you to hold on too. I'm not leaving. I- I already.. I've cared for a while now.
[I'm half in love with you, he thinks with a long sigh. Swallowing again. He smiles softly and nods. When the kiss breaks, Dick presses in close, holding his forehead to jason's.]
I don't think it's a bad idea. I think it's the best I've made in a long time. We'll figure it out, no matter what. You're the most gorgeous person I've ever had sex with by the way. I'm going to keep telling you that until you believe me one day.
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Yeah ... so we fight but don't just ditch afterward. We try to fix it.
[Jason is half trying to convince himself that it's possible. But there's a stubborn little tilt to his chin that says he means to try. He chuckles, kissing Dick's throat.]
Sweet words might get you pretty far, Grayson. You've slept with Dawn and Kory, I can take runner up. You take my top spot though.
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Not being one of them, a bad day that is, Dick keeps touching Jason, skirting his fingers along the other's body. He pauses for a moment and nods. ]
Exactly, we don't ditch. We can take a breath, but we come back and talk, somehow and try to fix it. Communicate. Shit that's hard for us, but we do it.
[Dick moans softly at the kiss on his throat. It's always going to be sensitive there. It stirs something a little deeper. He can't help it, but he can take a deep breath. Moving to brush his nose against Jason's, Dick tips his head lower and kisses him softly, speaking against Jason's lips-- offering him something that helps Jason know what he means, hopefully. ]
I may have slept with them, but they're not you. You're not a runner up, Jason. You're my top spot, in fact, I'll do you one better. I've slept with them, but neither of them have ever taken me. I want you to take my virginity Jason. I want you to take that which no one has ever done before. Not only are you the first and only guy that I'll ever sleep with, but I want you to take me. That's something that no one else will every be able to do. Be my first ,Jason.
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[Jason asks wryly, but he doesn't expect an answer. They are what they are. But they'll work at this ... Jason doesn't know what to call it, but he knows he wants it. Wants Dick and more nights spent in bed, more slow kisses and more of those looks that made Jason's belly flutter.
Hard a time as he has believing them, he wants more of the sweet words, too. He laughs a little, though there's no missing the flash of heat in his eyes or the flush across his cheeks. He sighs out Dick's name - or his version of it, and reaches up to thread fingers through his hair.]
Yeah. If you really want - yeah, I'll do that for you. I'll make it good for you.
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Plus, Dick knows he won't be able to give up having Jason in his bed, and it's bound to get them caught. This soft touch, his soft lips and the ability to listen to Jason breathing next to him in the morning will make it all worth it.
.
Running his fingers over the curve of Jason's hips, and upward, Dick traces patterns across his skin with his thumb. Enjoying how fucking beautiful this young male is, and knowing without a shadow of a doubt that he will make Jason his to the best of his ability. ]
I do want it, and I have no doubt it will be amazing to have you inside me, filling me. Do you want to do it here, tonight or at home?
[Leaning in, Dick kisses Jason softly again. He kisses over his jaw and down his neck, unable to keep himself from muttering softly as he does.]
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He likes this too much.
He shifts beneath those wandering fingers, catching one and pulling it up to his mouth, kissing his fingers and nipping lightly. And then groans.]
Really wanna say here and now, Dickie. But we're probably pushing it staying this long in this place. We could find somewhere else?
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It doesn't matter, because this is exactly what he wants. He wants this so fucking much.
Feeling that groan deep down low, Dick inhales and nods. He licks over his bottom lip and then smiles. ]
You know Bruce has lots of safehouses all over the fucking place. There's one that's not too far. Gotta make sure all the cameras are turned off, but it'd be great after.
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He forces himself to pull back afterward, running a hand through messy curls.]
Yeah ... text me the address, and I'll take my bike and meet you. After we scrub this place a little.
[They needed to at least yank the sheets and get rid of them, and turn the cameras back on.]
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So what if it's three days or one night, it's a splurge and they never do things like this. Dick figures if he was getting out the credit card, he might as well. His next call was to Alfred to expect charges so there was no misunderstanding. Yes, he had someone with him. Yes, Dick liked them a lot and they were worth it.
Walking over to a partially naked Jason, Dick pulls him into the circle of his arms and kisses him.]
I have it set. I sent the address to your phone.
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Three days, apparently. Jason doesn't argue, just gives Dick a small grin as he talked.
Finally he goes to pull on his clothes, after finding where they'd ended up. He doesn't look anything BUT well-fucked, given the wild hair and the bruises from Dick's mouth that are starting to show. But he was at least dressed.
He let Dick encircle him ins his arms and leans up to kiss him, the height difference more obvious when they're standing up to do this and not in the water or bed.]
Meet you there, Dickie. You good to get the cameras back on on the way out?
[ooc: SO FANCY. Dick, you charmer.]
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Kissing Jason's forehead, Dick leans in to claim the younger male's lips, savoring the flavors that will have to last the short ride to the hotel. He pulls on Jason's lower lip with his teeth first, then holds it with the suction of his mouth, releasing it bit by bit until it's free of him with a sigh. ]
I got all the cameras and will double-check everything on the way out. You head over. It's under Grayson, but you're listed as a guest and getting a key. They're very discreet there, and we don't have to worry. I know you'll like it. When you get to the room, there should be champagne and strawberries to enjoy.
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He takes a second to shake off the kiss afterward, smiling through the bite and running his hands along Dick's back.]
See you there.
[It's easy enough to find from the GPS, and Jason finds himself with a key and no questions asked when he presents himself at the front desk.
Upstairs he finds the suite. It's ridiculously opulent and more space than they'd need. But Jason knows what it's like to travel on Bruce's money, so it doesn't intimidate him, just makes his heart do a little flip at Dick going all out for HIM.
He hesitates and then says to hell with it and strips down so he's naked and stretches out on the bed, waiting for Dick.]
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This time away for them, it's essential. Once he finishes all his business at the house, Dick makes sure everything is entirely in its place and locks up. There are only faint signs that point to someone being in the pool. Signs that a detective might notice, but an everyday person probably wouldn't.
The ride to the hotel is smooth, and checking in is even more so. With a key card in hand, Dick enjoys the elevator ride up. He knocks once to allow Jason to notice before he comes barging in. Although, Dick certainly wasn't ready for what's awaiting him.
"Damn, Babe. I think you should always greet me like this." He smirks. "Welcome home to me." Dropping a duffle of clothing he keeps in the car for 'just in case' moments, Dick forgets anything else and begins to shed his clothes. Shoes, shirt, pants undone as he crawls up onto the bed. "You are the most gorgeous person I've ever seen. Don't you ever forget that." He looks over Jason and feels his heart swell, and is instantly hard once more.
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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.]
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[Taking Jason's hands, Dick stretches them up above Jason's head and bites at his lips in much the same way that Jason takes his own. Dick licks and laps across Jason's mouth, playing along lips before he ever dips inside to seal away something heated and powerful. It feels almost like they haven't seen one another in years, and not the time it took for them both to get here. There's that desperate passion again, an all-driving force to consume Jason that Dick has no handle on.
Kissing along his jaw and neck, Dick slides their bodies together, rubbing them slow and methodically until he's pulling Jason's arms around his waist and practically sitting up on the younger man.]
I love how you feel against me, how you fucking taste.
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We don't share a home.
[Jason said it just because there was some part of him that was afraid of how fast this was becoming something big, and what it might mean. But he said it with reluctance, unwilling to part from the fantasy life they were building together. Reality would reassert itself sometime. Why rush it?
He kisses back as Dick toys with his mouth and slides in against him, Jason's leg wrapping around Dick's, a laugh bubbling up in his throat at the compliment.]
I always thought liking how anybody tastes was bullshit. But I'm coming around on it after tonight.
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His words, the way Dick touched him, and kissed him, all held promises that Dick had no choice but to keep-- not because someone told him, but because he knew that without Jason, he'd be lost. ]
I'm sure we can find a way to fix that. I need you near me, Jason.
[Sitting up further, allows Dick to run his hands along Jason's marvelous chest. Dick spends time with his fingers, circling and playing with nipples. He bows over to lick and suck at them, lapping across each of them like the delicacy they are, and then he slides his tongue to the middle of it all and grins against the skin. ]
You taste different every too. Your neck is different from your nipples, which is so different from your cock, and your come. Oh god, I love the taste of your come. There are so many flavors to you and so many smells that I don't think I could ever forget. Tell me what you want me to do next. Do you want to fuck me, or you want me inside you again?
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Jason lets Dick arrange them, his hands running blunt nails along the length of Dick's back, tracing his touch over scars he finds along the way.]
We'll figure something out.
[He doesn't know what and he doesn't want to think about it too much in case it triggers his own wariness, and stops him from feeling the way he does now.
He laughs at Dick's words, shaking his head.]
You don't have to love the taste, baby. But I'm always good with you taste-testing.
[The endearment slips out without Jason noticing, and he leans up to kiss Dick again.]
Jesus. Both. Everything. But fuck you first. I want to see your face when you're full of me.
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Reality should hit at any moment, and every now and then, Dick feels a prick of pain that tells him this is truly happening, that Jason is here in his arms and they've been together-- that he has this, but it's nearly impossible to believe, even now.
Smiling like an idiot, Dick shakes his head. ]
I do, though; I love the taste. I can't help it. I love it all. I've wanted this so bad, you so bad.
[Forgetting to breathe, Dick loses himself in the kiss, hands sliding along the hardness of Jason's body.]
Then take me. I can't wait to be full of you. Fuck. I want to feel you.
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It's not even just wanting him, it's that smile he sees between kisses that says Dick is just as happy to have Jason here as Jason is to be with him. If Dick just wanted to explore with another guy, it would have been easier and safer to find someone else. But he specifically wanted Jason, and Jason practically vibrated with how much that meant to him.
He laughs, teeth tugging at a full, kiss swollen-lip for a second.]
I'm not gonna try to talk you out of it.
[Jason swallowed and nodded, not trusting his voice, and kissed Dick again fiercely before nudging him back, pulling away to give him room.]
Roll over for me, Dickie. Get on your knees, let me open you up for me.
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Dick draws his hands along Jason's body, constantly training it to memory. He has a fierce need to have every single stroke etched out in his mind, just in case.
When Jason begins to pull away, Dick sits up slightly and chases him. He grips at Jason's hips, at his waist. His fingers dig in and fight to keep his lover near. There's a slight whine that comes out in a whisper from Dick's lips. He hates that he sounds so desperate, but he likes being close, needs to be close. It only changes when Jason tells him what to do.
Grabbing a couple of pillows, Dick rolls over and shifts his hips shoving both pillows beneath them-- this way, he doesn't have to worry about his legs giving out on him through all the new stimulation. He has no idea what it will feel like, but this should work. ]
Here, is this okay, I think if I spread open like this. I should be limber enough to give you all the access you want.
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He's aware of everyone of those meandering touches of Dick's hand, hisses in a little pleased breath when he grips at Jason's hips. It turns into a soothing sound as Dick tries to hold him close.
Then Dick just does as Jason said and Jason is dragging in air because of how it feels to SEE Dick like that, rolling over and waiting for Jason to open him up, fill him up and fuck him.]
Perfect. Jesus, look at you.
[Jason fumbles for the lube and then he's sliding between those spread knees, fingers running down Dick's back, digging fingers into his ass before slicking them up and sliding them between his cheeks, teasing over the smallp puckered opening, waiting for Dick to react before gently pressing a finger inside him.]
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This, if anything, should help show Jason that Dick has meant every word that he's said so far. He's aching and desperate for touch when they part. Even the tiny soothing noises don't help. It's nothing until Jason is close again, and his body is pressing up tight, nails dragging down his back.
A part of Dick wishes that he'd stayed on his back so that he can watch this better. He knows it's nearly impossible to see, but twisting his head around, he can look at Jason's face and see the wonder. It makes him shake his head. Does Jason even know how gorgeous he is back there-- how much Dick wants to feel the younger man touching him, wants to know how it feels to be filled by the only person that's meant to do so? ]
Look at you. Gods Jason, you're it. You're the only one I could ever let see me like this, the only one I'll ever want like this.
[Rocking back on a moan, Dick sighs loudly when Jason teases around the sensitive nerve endings that surround the muscles of his opening. It twitches, and the muscles contract and relax as they're touched, waiting for the intrusion they know is coming. When it does, Dick's body clamps down on the finger, holding onto it tightly. He's never put anything in his ass before and has no idea how it would feel. It's strange, and he needs to push it out, but the more Jason pushes it in, the more his body switches and he wants to pull the finger in. It's like the muscles work in differing directions-- two sets of them.
Dick breathes out slowly, working on getting used to the sensation and waiting for more. He wants more, so much more. ]
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Jason strokes a hand down the line of Dick's back as he works that lone finger into him, his own breathing and heartbeat loud in his ears.
And god but that's a hit to his ego. The notion that he's the only one who gets to see Dick like this, the one to carve out a space inside Dick for himself - it's a powerful feeling. And it makes Jason a little tender, too, that he's being given it.]
I'll look whenever you want me to. You're beautiful. Look so good like this, feel so tight around my finger. Do you like it? Want you to like this, love it the way I loved you fucking me.
[Jason's words are half panted, and he bites back a groan at the clench around his fingers as he eases a second inside of Dick, twisting a little, trying to find the right spot to hopefully ensure Dick DOES like it.]
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