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Then again, what Jay's doing to his body is overly generous as well. All of those pain-pleasure barriers have been wasted away, Dick has been doing his damnedest to share his enthusiasm in every manner conceivable. He's no pretty pillow princess. There's been plenty of moans, but there's been grappling and digging as well. Dick's nails were dragging through Jason's scalp before he pulled back. ]
Fuck...
[It was barely perceptible as he scanned over the body that hovered above him. Jason was priceless, so absolutely stunning and not even completely nude yet. Fuck if Dick didn't want to see every blasted inch of that body on display in front of him. He almost whined at the thought, but then Jason brought down his mouth around Dick's sack and the man stilled. Nothing makes a man still quicker than having his balls sucked on. It felt incredible, and he closed his eyes and concentrated, but then the sensation was gone. ]
Really---- The- holy, fuck. oh dear jesus, jason.
[No one, and that was absolutely not a single one of his ex-girlfriends had ever asked, or even thought to ask about doing what Jay was doing now. Dick had nothing to compare the feeling of having the nerves of his tight entrance licked across. They all sent simultaneous sensations straight to his already aching sac, through his cock and then outward. It was like every part of his brain lit up. He had no idea that such a pleasure existed, and fuck did he want more. Dick's fingers scrambled for whatever bed-sheets they could find and gripped at them tightly. He knew this was going to be a new roller coaster ride. He tipped his head back and let it all come to him now. His smart pithy responses were dead on his lips for the time being, but that didn't mean they were gone.]
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licks over him instead, while jason's hips cant down against the mattress, rutting against it. there's not much feeling to it, not with the cup still on under his jeans, but it's the motion that counts, isn't it? makes him feel a little better despite how hard and aching he is. jason's got a plan in mind now, and he intends on fulfilling it.
slowly, if it means he can get dick to say his name like that again. his tongue runs flat against skin again, and jason's arm curls under dick's hips. slides up until it's high enough he can press the pad of his thumb up against dick's hole, too, and starts slowly pushing in. there's no intention of pushing it too far; he's teasing and enjoying every moment of it. )
You wanna roll over, Dickie? ( jason pulls back only enough to speak, grin evident from his tone. he doesn't have to look down now, jason's enjoying the vision that is dick grayson, head tipped back and fingers scrambling desperately against the bed while jason drives him a little batshit. his tongue drags up this time, pressing against the underside of his balls, nose to his erection. he could stay here all damn day. )
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He was so royally screwed, but fuck he was going to love getting there.
Closing his eyes, Dick could hear the faint uptick in Jason's breathing the way he inhaled as he licked his lips, or was he getting ready to tease Dick's ass again. It was hard to know. Whatever it was, Dick was almost sure there was a measured bar of excitement to what was happening. No wonder he felt like he was drowning. Jay knew what he was doing, and Dick should have known better. He had asked for this, begged for this and now he was going to live in service to this, dying on his knees so that he could feel it again. Sure, he'd do his best to cover his tracks when he could, but already the scratches were made.
Feeling the tongue again, Dick gasped and shuddered. He was half ready for it this time and he wanted more. He wanted the depth that he knew was coming. ] More, Jason. Fuck. I want more..
[It was a feeble attempt and even Dick knew it. The sheets in his fists curled and uncurled now as he let out a breath. He was almost relaxed and then there was the edge of a thumb, and an arm under his back. Dick would knot himself in two if it would help, but flipping himself over meant that there would be no more direct eye contact, and no skin to skin for the time being. He huffed, and glanced down. ]
Not if you call me Dickie, little jayjay. Two of us can make up horrible nick names. Let's not.
[it was said with an undercurrent of a smile, and when Dick rolled up-- completely folding himself in half, He pulled Jason up by the hair and smashed their mouths together for a messy, biting kiss that gave him a world of flavors to savor before he twisted at the waist and rolled over in a move more befitting a caterpillar than a man. ]
Your wish is my command, babe.
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You don't like Dickie? But it works so well with you. Dickiebird, Dickieboy, y'know. ( a shake of his head, to push fussed hair away from his face, and jason's putting his weight up onto his knees. presses a hand to dick's ribcage, so he can slide it back to his hip and pull him up onto his knees. bites another mark into a cheek, then slides his hand down to wrap fingers around dick's cock. gives it a few dry strokes, while he noses in closer. )
There's so much worse shit I could call you, sweetheart. You'll wanna try for the lube again here soon.
( unfortunately for jason, his mouth's a little busy, so he doesn't go through every terrible nickname he could think of for dick and instead tightens his fingers around his cock - not enough to hurt, just enough so he can feel the pressure before jason licks his tongue across his hole again. his other hand braces his weight on dick's hip, using it to keep himself from falling face-first into dick's ass (not that it'd be a terrible place to be, just, you know, slightly inconvenient for what he's going for) while he presses the tip of his tongue into him. )
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Another bite is like another stroke with the cane. It brings him closer to that particular place where his endorphins start to kick into overdrive. It takes a lot more for Dick than most people and so they have a ways to go, but with the way Jason sinks his teeth into him toying with him over and over, Dick has to wonder. He doesn't think twice when he groans or inhales sharply, enjoying the way his body feels with every slap of pain, then taunt of slight gratification afterwards.
Uncaring to raise to the taunting this time, Dick merely smiles and then laughs. It dies on his throat when his dick is grabbed and stroked at. Dick breathes out and pushes his hips forward, all the while feeling the heat behind teasing him with what might happen next. Pulling forward from the hand on his ribs, Dick grabs for the bedside and comes back with the lube, sliding it along the bed for Jason. ]
For you, honeykins.
[He turns his head, and blows a kiss.
Licking his lips, Dick drops his head while a shiver runs along the whole of his spine. A gasp he has no control over escapes him when Jason's tongue crosses him once. His back begins to bow because from this vantage there's no where for Dick to go. The man could thrust forward, but that would take him away from the tongue, and to lean back would take him away from the hand. It's a fuckitall situation.
Instead, Dick takes pages from long lessons in exertion and patience all at once. Blowing out air, he he keeps his eyes tightly shut and focuses on exactly what Jason's doing, the sounds, the exact touches, and what it takes to move his tongue through those tiny little puckered muscles. . ]
Shit. Fuck. Jason.
[Shaking his head, he inhales and concentrates. He's in a beautiful landscape in hell, and if he dies this way, he'll have never known better.]
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Mm, yeah. ( it's a non answer. a half-response, given just because he loves the way his name sounds on dick's lips when he's this worked up. jason drags his tongue over dick's entrance one last time, before he's releasing his erection and using his newly freed hand to reach for the lube.
uncaps it and raises himself so he can press his chest against dick's back, leaning against him. he squeezes a liberal amount of lube out onto his index and middle finger, then drops the tube back down and drags those two fingers against dick's ass before gently, gently pressing the tip of his middle finger into him up to the first knuckle. not nearly enough, but enough to tease.
and leans right on over dick, mouthing along the back of his shoulder before he's murmuring soft, )
Y'know, I've always wondered how far I could bend you. I've seen the kinda weird as hell moves you pull on the field. The kinda shit I could never pull off. Too bulky, y'know? 's that gymnast build of yours. ( mouthing off is easy, especially when he's slowly sliding his finger in deeper. ) You think I could fold you in half? Get up on my knees an' bend your knees up to your head, fuck you hard an' make you watch just how deep you're taking me.
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A little like a lamb led to slaughter, Dick lays happily on his knees before his chosen place of worship. All the encouragement he could ever need bleed through his nerves like water along muslin, absorbing all the best parts and filtering out the rest. When Dick feels the tongue and hand suddenly disappear, he's not sure how to feel all of a sudden. Bereft, for only the briefest of moments-- He's almost certain of what's to come, but what had been was so nice, that it leaves him only waiting for more, a lot more.
Then there's the impending pressure, twisting and pushing. His body angles against it and with it only that deep, his first reaction is to angle for more, to ask for more. It's like Dick's body only has the decency to want to bear down and push against whatever it is. Dick knows that he's got to relax, because eventually it will come.
It's Jason's body pressed against his back that does it. It's what makes him forget that overwhelming desire for more right this very second. That dark gravel whispering in his ear about bending him over. Biting his lip, Dick's body still pushes back, giving him away. He wants it to fill his body at least once so he has a mind for it-- he wants to feel some fullness, some point where the internal presence takes and pulls inward as much as it pushes outwards
Eventually it hits, and Dick relaxes a step. He exhales and reminds himself that there's a lot more to come, but anything was better than a mere knuckle. Turning his head, he smirks. ]
I'd love to see your cock in my ass. I'm as flexible as you want me to be for you, baby. I'll take everything you want to give me and then some.
[Inhaling, Dick wants more already. He's determined to feel what it's like to take Jason's dick inside him. He knows so much more is coming, and fuck does he want it. ]