[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.]
[It's still a wonder how Jason wants him like this, has wanted him like this. The part of Dick that had felt bad about somehow taking advantage of Jason, of doing something that he shouldn't have, is completely gone. All he can think about is how right and good this feels.
It's like all the oxygen is sucked out of his lungs, and he's burning from the inside out. Feeling that finger inside him, Dick knows without a doubt that this is what he wants. He wants to give up this part of himself to Jason-- he wants Jason to take this from him. And those words... those words. Fuck. ]
Mm, Yes, I want more. Give me more. I want you so bad, baby. I loved being inside you, filling you up. Want you to fill me, take me, make love to me.
[The twist of a second finger makes Dick gasp and then moan when he gets used to having both digits thrust inside him. It takes a little bit, but eventually, Dick moans loudly and cries out 'fuck' when Jason finds his prostate. He knew it was there but had no idea it would feel like that. He thrusts back, body begging to feel that again.]
Oh, gods, Jason. More, please. Fuck, I need you. I want you inside me.
[God anywhere else, with anyONE else that "make love to me" would have had Jason bolting. Too big, too much commitment, too much chance to get hurt. But Jason had already let his walls lower for Dick to step over them. So now he just whimpered a little, because he wanted that too.
Dick was begging, and it seemed wrong to make him wait. Jason added another finger, teasing but mostly just making sure Dick's ready, that it won't hurt. Because he wants to make this GOOD for Dick. He NEEDS to make it good.
Finally though he slipped fingers free and curls around Dick, kissing the back of his neck.]
You ready? Gonna fuck you now, Dickie, take you to pieces and make you mine.
[The twisting fingers, one, two, three-- they all added up to a writhing mess. Dick's cock leaked freely against the pillow underneath him. He pressed and pushed backward into Jason's hand, wanting it to be the younger male. He knew what it was to be intimate with Jason now and fuck if he didn't want to take this as far as their bodies were allowed.
It wasn't like he could unzip himself and let the other male in, but it felt like he was coming close to it with that third finger. He wasn't even aware of the verbiage he'd used. If he'd begged Jason to make love to him, he meant it-- but he might not have whined it through his teeth with as much desperation if he'd been thinking it on a coherent wavelength. ]
I'm already yours, Jason, but I want your cock. I want you to fill me, make me know it. Break me apart. Please. Fuck. I need you. Please, Jason.
[Turning around, Dick looked back with wide eyes, pupils blown and sweat beading across his forehead. He looked every bit as desperate, hungry and full of need as he sounded.]
[Jason dropped his head, face against Dick's spine for a moment, just trying to breathe. Fuck but it was so easy to get swept up in Dick talking like that, MOVING like that. His heart was beating fast and it wasn't all because of the sex. Some of it was that runaway feeling of belonging he was getting with Dick. Like he was Jason's - like Jason was his.
Jason hid it with aggression and cocky arrogance, but he was easy to lead on if someone just let him feel like he belonged.]
I will, baby, I will.
[He promises recklessly and can't help leaning forward to kiss Dick when he looks back at him like that. He works his fingers another moment and then slowly withdraws them, careful not to hurt. He fumbles for a condom and rolls it on - only barely remembering - and then he settles back in behind Dick, curling over him and aligning them. He thrusts then, small and slow, giving Dick time to adjust as Jason sinks into him.]
[Feeling for all the world like a fumbling teenager having sex for the first time again, Dick's heart is caught in his eyes, his throat-- it's there choking him up in a way he hadn't planned on tonight. Laying here like this makes him feel more vulnerable than he can ever remember feeling before. The exquisite pleasure from Jason's fingers and the way the younger man looks back at him only adds to it.
Can they really do this? There's been Dick's cocky manner about it. His dogged ways pushed through any thoughts that might have made any part of this seem impossible, but now with Jason about to fuck him, Dick knows without a doubt that there's no turning back. Once this happens, he won't let go. Taking a deep breath, he echoes all he feels into that kiss that Jason steals before he moves back.
Wanting to say something but not sure what, Dick merely holds onto the sheets when he hears Jason rolling on a condom. Shit. Dick didn't even think about using one with Jason, and Dick's a virgin like this. They didn't have to. ]
You know you didn't need one. I'm a virgin and didn't use one with you. You're it for me, Jason, after this. I- I can't ... don't let go.
[Then Jason's pushing in and Dick inhales. There's that deep pressure, and he's ready. It's still wider than Jason's fingers, and Dick has never felt so full of anything, anyone. It's like nothing he can compare to. He needs more, he wants more, and the quiet moan he gives is a testament to that. ]
[Maybe they can't do this. But for once Jason isn't letting himself jump to the worst case scenario. He's holding a fragile little blossom of hope up and hoping it will grow.
He groans when Dick speaks, and it ends on a rough laugh.]
I need it, or this would be over way faster than it should be.
[Because Dick is tight and beautiful and so eager that Jason can barely hold on as it is as soon as he's sinking into the heat of Dick's body.
That moan is permission and Jason thrusts in deeper, short little rocks of his hips until he's finally fully buried. Jason groans then, dropping his head to Dick's shoulder for a second.]
God you're tight. Feel so fucking good around me, Dickie.
[Somewhere Dick tries for a short laugh in return, but chokes on it when Jason starts to push inside him. It's incredible and the tiny little rocks of Jason's hips as he damns them both to the edge has Dick making small little noises in the back of his throat. He can feel each little one as his body has to expand to accommodate Jason's cock.
Swallowing down exactly what it's like to feel taken by another person, to have them inside him, Dick grips tightly to the pillow he's holding. He looks back to Jason briefly and can see the beauty of his body pushing against Dick. It's stunning. He moans again, and when they're completely one, Dick pushes back.]
Oh! Jason. Fuck. Jason. You feel so damn good, so big. Goddamn. I always knew you'd be the one. Fuck me baby, I want you to fuck me, please.
[The little needy noises Dick is making are driving Jason a little insane. It sounds better than a fucking symphony, and Jason wants to just keep wringing them out of Dick forever.
That isn't going to happen, Jason is already gritting his teeth to hold on and not just come already. But he loves them. He loves how Dick moves and sounds and looks.
Right now, he might even love Dick, and be too far gone to scramble away from that fact.
He shifts his weight to free a hand and then reaches around Dick, wrapping it around his cock and stroking him and forcing out words.]
[It takes Dick a few strokes to adapt to being on the recieving end. There's too much pleasure. It's coming in from all his nerves, singing along his entire body. It's not like it's completely centered in his balls and cock when they start to move. Every brush along his prostate is so different from anything he could have imagined, add that to being filled and having some part of him laid out so plainly for Jason, and only Jason-- Dick doesn't think he'll ever be the same again.
It doesn't change once he gets the hang of it, when his own hips thrust back and he figures out how to tighten his muscles and create something even more pleasurable for Jason. Dick continues to moan and cry out here and there. He might have had some control over it, but then Jason takes his cock, and he knows that he's done for].
"Fuck, Jason baby. I'm gonna come, really quick if you keep that up. Fuck baby. You feel so good. So perfect."
[Inside his head there's a lot of oh god, oh god, oh fucking god. He wishes he could hold on longer, but it's not likely at all with the pressure against that singular gland, and the pulling of his dripping cock all at once.]
[When Dick figures out to to push back, how to go TIGHTER around Jason, Jason almost whimpers, rhythm stuttering for a second and forehead pressing to Dick's shoulder.
It's only a breath though before he's moving again, groaning as he fucks into Dick, jerks him off at the same time.]
Do it. Come. I'm barely fucking holding on. You feel perfect. Are perfect.
[Later Jason might remember what he said and be embarrassed, but right now he's just blurting whatever he feels. And Dick IS perfect. He slams a little harder into Dick's body, mumbling "so good" and "please" under his breath.]
[It's fucking impossible for Dick to do anything other than what Jason asks. The rounding of simulations all piling up inside his body, and knowing that it's Jason back there mumbling against his shoulder as he pounded inside Dick had the older male panting. He stuttered a few times, and his hips slammed up backwards as he tried to press into Jason's hand at the same time. It was completely awkward, and all Dick knew was that his body was a mess of pleasure and suddenly he was there. ]
Fuck. Yes. Yes. I'm coming. I'm coming... Jason.
[White covered Jason's hand and the pillow below Dick, his body thrusting freely several times as it ceased up, and his muscled clenched tightly around Jason's erection. Dick cried out again, and again. It felt like he was in full white-out, coming for hours and not the short time his orgasm actually lasted. He continued to thrust back, even after he finished, making sure that Jason was completely satisfied before collapsing onto the mattress below him with a long grounding moan.]
[It was another moment Jason would rather not have done, but he fucking whimpered when Dick panted out that he was coming. Good. Perfect. Because he was holding on by a thread and he desperately wanted to see and feel this - Dick, coming on his cock.
He gripped harder at Dick's hip, slammed into him just a little more forcefully and then moaned low in his throat when Dick went tight and clenched around him and just kept moving even as he came. It didn't take more than a few seconds more for Jason to lose it too, to come inside of Dick. He regretted the condom, however much he'd needed it to hold out. Next time maybe he'd go without. Because there were going to be next times, right now he could let himself feel certain of that.
He slumps onto Dick, catching his breath as the aftershocks of pleasure tingled through him, pressing small, lazy kisses to Dick's neck, the top of his shoulders.]
[The entirety of Dick's body was overly sensitive, but it didn't matter. Dick wouldn't give up those tiny kisses along his neck or shoulders for anything. They made him squirm a bit and laugh, but a part of that was the pleasure of being completely undone by his orgasm. Heaving a sigh, Dick lifted a hand and ran it along Jason's side. He couldn't reach that far back but needed to touch the younger male.
This was everything he'd desired and so much more. ]
I think you were the one who was incredibly good to me. That was perfection, Jay. You were so good. I know you have to pull out because of the condom, but a part of me doesn't ever want to feel free of you again.
[It was the truth. It felt good to be so close to Jason after all this time. Like the first time, Dick felt no different, except perhaps an even deeper bond now that they'd done it again with Jason inside him. ]
Oh gods, Jason. I've wanted this for so long, and now... I can't believe we finally did it.
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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?
((sorry for the delay!))
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.
np!
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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It's like all the oxygen is sucked out of his lungs, and he's burning from the inside out. Feeling that finger inside him, Dick knows without a doubt that this is what he wants. He wants to give up this part of himself to Jason-- he wants Jason to take this from him. And those words... those words. Fuck. ]
Mm, Yes, I want more. Give me more. I want you so bad, baby. I loved being inside you, filling you up. Want you to fill me, take me, make love to me.
[The twist of a second finger makes Dick gasp and then moan when he gets used to having both digits thrust inside him. It takes a little bit, but eventually, Dick moans loudly and cries out 'fuck' when Jason finds his prostate. He knew it was there but had no idea it would feel like that. He thrusts back, body begging to feel that again.]
Oh, gods, Jason. More, please. Fuck, I need you. I want you inside me.
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Dick was begging, and it seemed wrong to make him wait. Jason added another finger, teasing but mostly just making sure Dick's ready, that it won't hurt. Because he wants to make this GOOD for Dick. He NEEDS to make it good.
Finally though he slipped fingers free and curls around Dick, kissing the back of his neck.]
You ready? Gonna fuck you now, Dickie, take you to pieces and make you mine.
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It wasn't like he could unzip himself and let the other male in, but it felt like he was coming close to it with that third finger. He wasn't even aware of the verbiage he'd used. If he'd begged Jason to make love to him, he meant it-- but he might not have whined it through his teeth with as much desperation if he'd been thinking it on a coherent wavelength. ]
I'm already yours, Jason, but I want your cock. I want you to fill me, make me know it. Break me apart. Please. Fuck. I need you. Please, Jason.
[Turning around, Dick looked back with wide eyes, pupils blown and sweat beading across his forehead. He looked every bit as desperate, hungry and full of need as he sounded.]
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Jason hid it with aggression and cocky arrogance, but he was easy to lead on if someone just let him feel like he belonged.]
I will, baby, I will.
[He promises recklessly and can't help leaning forward to kiss Dick when he looks back at him like that. He works his fingers another moment and then slowly withdraws them, careful not to hurt. He fumbles for a condom and rolls it on - only barely remembering - and then he settles back in behind Dick, curling over him and aligning them. He thrusts then, small and slow, giving Dick time to adjust as Jason sinks into him.]
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Can they really do this? There's been Dick's cocky manner about it. His dogged ways pushed through any thoughts that might have made any part of this seem impossible, but now with Jason about to fuck him, Dick knows without a doubt that there's no turning back. Once this happens, he won't let go. Taking a deep breath, he echoes all he feels into that kiss that Jason steals before he moves back.
Wanting to say something but not sure what, Dick merely holds onto the sheets when he hears Jason rolling on a condom. Shit. Dick didn't even think about using one with Jason, and Dick's a virgin like this. They didn't have to. ]
You know you didn't need one. I'm a virgin and didn't use one with you. You're it for me, Jason, after this. I- I can't ... don't let go.
[Then Jason's pushing in and Dick inhales. There's that deep pressure, and he's ready. It's still wider than Jason's fingers, and Dick has never felt so full of anything, anyone. It's like nothing he can compare to. He needs more, he wants more, and the quiet moan he gives is a testament to that. ]
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He groans when Dick speaks, and it ends on a rough laugh.]
I need it, or this would be over way faster than it should be.
[Because Dick is tight and beautiful and so eager that Jason can barely hold on as it is as soon as he's sinking into the heat of Dick's body.
That moan is permission and Jason thrusts in deeper, short little rocks of his hips until he's finally fully buried. Jason groans then, dropping his head to Dick's shoulder for a second.]
God you're tight. Feel so fucking good around me, Dickie.
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Swallowing down exactly what it's like to feel taken by another person, to have them inside him, Dick grips tightly to the pillow he's holding. He looks back to Jason briefly and can see the beauty of his body pushing against Dick. It's stunning. He moans again, and when they're completely one, Dick pushes back.]
Oh! Jason. Fuck. Jason. You feel so damn good, so big. Goddamn. I always knew you'd be the one. Fuck me baby, I want you to fuck me, please.
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That isn't going to happen, Jason is already gritting his teeth to hold on and not just come already. But he loves them. He loves how Dick moves and sounds and looks.
Right now, he might even love Dick, and be too far gone to scramble away from that fact.
He shifts his weight to free a hand and then reaches around Dick, wrapping it around his cock and stroking him and forcing out words.]
I am. I will. You're so fucking perfect for me.
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It doesn't change once he gets the hang of it, when his own hips thrust back and he figures out how to tighten his muscles and create something even more pleasurable for Jason. Dick continues to moan and cry out here and there. He might have had some control over it, but then Jason takes his cock, and he knows that he's done for].
"Fuck, Jason baby. I'm gonna come, really quick if you keep that up. Fuck baby. You feel so good. So perfect."
[Inside his head there's a lot of oh god, oh god, oh fucking god. He wishes he could hold on longer, but it's not likely at all with the pressure against that singular gland, and the pulling of his dripping cock all at once.]
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It's only a breath though before he's moving again, groaning as he fucks into Dick, jerks him off at the same time.]
Do it. Come. I'm barely fucking holding on. You feel perfect. Are perfect.
[Later Jason might remember what he said and be embarrassed, but right now he's just blurting whatever he feels. And Dick IS perfect. He slams a little harder into Dick's body, mumbling "so good" and "please" under his breath.]
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Fuck. Yes. Yes. I'm coming. I'm coming... Jason.
[White covered Jason's hand and the pillow below Dick, his body thrusting freely several times as it ceased up, and his muscled clenched tightly around Jason's erection. Dick cried out again, and again. It felt like he was in full white-out, coming for hours and not the short time his orgasm actually lasted. He continued to thrust back, even after he finished, making sure that Jason was completely satisfied before collapsing onto the mattress below him with a long grounding moan.]
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He gripped harder at Dick's hip, slammed into him just a little more forcefully and then moaned low in his throat when Dick went tight and clenched around him and just kept moving even as he came. It didn't take more than a few seconds more for Jason to lose it too, to come inside of Dick. He regretted the condom, however much he'd needed it to hold out. Next time maybe he'd go without. Because there were going to be next times, right now he could let himself feel certain of that.
He slumps onto Dick, catching his breath as the aftershocks of pleasure tingled through him, pressing small, lazy kisses to Dick's neck, the top of his shoulders.]
So good to me, Dickie.
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This was everything he'd desired and so much more. ]
I think you were the one who was incredibly good to me. That was perfection, Jay. You were so good. I know you have to pull out because of the condom, but a part of me doesn't ever want to feel free of you again.
[It was the truth. It felt good to be so close to Jason after all this time. Like the first time, Dick felt no different, except perhaps an even deeper bond now that they'd done it again with Jason inside him. ]
Oh gods, Jason. I've wanted this for so long, and now... I can't believe we finally did it.