Date: 2025-03-08 01:58 am (UTC)

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[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.]
Date: 2025-03-20 01:49 am (UTC)

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[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.]


So good to me, Dickie.
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