"Like what you see?"
... and taunting him in the same annoying way as always. Just when the hell did he miss out on Dick coming back from the dead?
"Finally woke up again?", Jason grumbled, trying to cover his slight embarassment of being caught watching in his usual foul mood.
Dick just smiled in the same way he always did, making Jason's heart stumble a bit when he weakly reached out to touch Jason's hand with his. "Come on, don't be mad, Jay. And thanks for saving me, by the way."
"Don't call me that", Jason immediately complained. It really bugged him how Dick could make his - relatively - composed facade crumble that easily, needing nothing more than a simple smile and a few words. He knit his brows in annoyance. "And stop being that stupid! It was painfully obvious that hint to the Joker's hideout was a trap. And guess who takes the bait without thinking twice? If I hadn't-"
"How do you know about that hint?", Dick interrupted him, effecitvely silencing Jason since the answer to that question would involve some details the Red Hood rather kept to himself.
So the younger of the two just sat there in silence, staring at Dick with a look of silent reproach. And couldn't help but notice just how damn weakened the smaller one still looked. Maybe that drug was still in effect somehow. That thought was actually pretty... tempting. Especially with Dick being dressed in nothing but his boxers and a few bandages. But no, he had to pull himself together. After saving Nightwing's life, there was something like a realistic chance to build a more friendly relationship with the other. Which wasn't quite what Jason wanted, but still better than their current hostility. And him suddenly jumping at the other male wasn't going to make things easier between them.
"... Stop being annoying, Grayson", Jason finally mumbled, sending him an angry glare. This would hopefully send across the message that he didn't want to be asked about that particular topic. "You should watch the newscast later. The building's been blown to pieces. Without my help, you'd have kicked the bucket. The great Batman didn't make it in time."
"I've already told you, I am grateful. I bet Bruce is, too, am I right?" Dick looked at Jason, his stare growing more and more suspicious when his younger brother didn't answer and instead watched the floor intently.
"Jason, what's the matter? Has anything bad happened?"
"No, nothing, just... Just that he doesn't know your still alive yet."
Dick's reaction to his admission came pretty close to what he had imagined it to be like. Or at least it was supposed to.
"Are you serious, Jason? You really left him thinking I'm dead? I can't believe it! We've gotta tell him!" With an enraged look on his face Dick tried to get out of Jason's bed, only to fall back down after a few seconds when all his strength suddenly left him. Apparently the drug was still in effect. He sent the other boy a fuming glare. "Go and tell him. Now!", he demanded.
Jason just sat there, staring down at the other male laying on his bed, too weak to even move. It wasn't the anger in Dick's eyes that pissed him off - he had anticipated that - but the slight worry that was hidden beneath. Worry for Bruce who had to be thinking yet another ward of his had died. It unnerved him. Even now, even when he had saved Dick from an agonizing death by the hands of the Joker, all the other boy seemed to think about was Bruce. It sent Jason's mind swirling with anger and maybe... just a little jealousy.
Just for once, he wanted Dick to think about him. About Jason Todd. And goddamn, if that guy kept on annoying him like this, he couldn't guarantee anything anymore.
"Hell, Jason, I can't believe you're actually doing this to him! He has to be devastated! You can't let him suffer like tha-"
"I can damn well!", Jason spat out, clenching his fist in suppressed anger. "He deserves it! Because if it wasn't for me, you really would be dead right now! Because I really was dead back then! And maybe this time, when his precious little golden boy is the victim, he'll finally go and kill that fucking psychopath like he should have done years ago!"
Dick just blinked at him, lost for words after Jason's unexpected outburst, who now bit his lip as the realization hit him that he had just now said more than enough for Dick to figure out that Jason hadn't really gotten over it yet. A heavy silence took over the room, neither one daring to utter a single word. After some time Dick swallowed.
"You mustn't do this to him, Jay. He may have made some mistakes, but what you're doing right now is-"
That was it. Jason wouldn't take any more of this. Just now, he had unintentionally given away way too much about his feelings. All he wanted was some attention, some prove that someone cared about him. And Dick still thought only about Bruce worrying over his death? Even in a moment like this the Bat was occupying his thoughts? That was the final straw. Jason wouldn't accept this.
"I can", he growled darkly, sitting down on Dick's stomach, catching the other's wrists in a swift motion and pressing them down on the bed, "and I will."
He could see the slight shock flicker in the eyes of the man beneath him as he wasn't able to fight him off. Seeing the smaller one's fear, the fear Jason would actually try to hurt him – it satisfied him more than it should probably have. And Jason couldn't care less.
Dick was struggling against his grip, but to no avail. Ever since Jason had come back he'd been physically stronger than his older brother, and with the drug still paralyzing his body, Dick was so weak, it was laughable.
"How's that, Dickiebird?", Jason almost purred into the other's ear with a smirk. "Not that self-confident anymore, are we? Not that demanding. Not thinking about Bruce," – he gripped the wrists a little harder, just enough for the other to feel it – "anymore, right?"
Those deep blue orbs stared up at him intently. In some odd way, it set Jason off more than anything. He was pinning Dick down on his bed right now, unable to move. He wanted to get some fucking reaction from the other, whatever it was.
"You wouldn't...", he mumbled, almost too quiet for Jason to hear, his voice sounding slightly hoarse. "You'd never hurt me, Jay. 'Cause your his son, too."
Jason gritted his teeth, keeping himself from squeezing harder. He lowered his head, bringing his lips close to Dick's ear once again.
"One more mention of Bruce and I swear I will", he said in a dangerously low voice.
Dick's mouth opened yet again, being just about to voice another "But", but Jason interrupted him.
"I'm serious about this, Dick", he grumbled, raising his head so he could look Dick straight in the eyes. "I won't have any more of this. I'll make you forget about Bruce. I'll make sure you won't be able to think about him any more."
The low growl of Jason's voice sent a slight shiver – probably of fear – through Dick's body, he could feel it exactly. Not giving him the chance to protest, Jason bit down sharply on Dick's lower lip, hard enough to taste the faint flavor of blood.
The taste stirred something inside of him, a new feeling of heat rising in his body, coursing through his veins when he took that tempting mouth completely, forcing his tongue inside despite Dick's struggling, taking everything of the hot cavern he could get. He forced his tongue down the other boy's throat, relishing in the small whimper he got in response, the ever so slight, futile struggle.
He took both of Dick's wrists in one hand, pinning them above his head, his now free hand running down that perfectly sculpted, thankfully unclothed chest, enjoying the feeling of soft, warm skin. Despite having imagined this more times than he liked to admit, the reality was putting his mind to shame. He let his fingers run over firm muscle, coming to rest over the other's heart, its fluttering beating making Jason chuckle while ravaging the other's mouth. So his dear big brother wasn't that unaffected after all.
Breaking the kiss, he looked down at Dick and couldn't help a low growl escaping his throat. Dick didn't look disgusted or offended in the least. More like trying to seduce him, his cheeks flushed pink, plump lips swollen and reddened from the angry kiss they had shared, mouth open and panting for air helplessly, eyes half-lidded and slightly glazed over, staring up at him as if asking why he had stopped all of a sudden. Nope, definitely not offended.
A teasing grin formed on Jason's lips. "Now now, so what have we got here?" He cupped Dick's chin in his free hand, forcing the other to look at him, blinking dazedly as if trying to catch up to what was happening right now.
"If you could just see yourself now. Dick Grayson, golden boy, all panting and flushed from just a small kiss of his little brother. Haven't got laid in a while? Or are you just enjoying it a little rough, huh?" His grin widened when he felt the weak try of the boy beneath him to finally free himself. He chuckled darkly, coming close enough to feel the his brother's laboured breathing on his own lips, his hand trailing down that enticing body.
"I wonder what they'd say. What Bruce would say if he could see you like this, writhing beneath me, wishing for more. What is it that you want, hm? Pain? Pleasure? Or probably both?" Emphasizing his words, he violently groped the other boy's ass, Dick arching his back and groaning in that hoarse voice, the sound sending a jolt of excitement through Jason's body.
"J-Jay... Jason, stop it. Whatever it is that you want to settle with Bruce, don't do something like this just becau-", Dick started, laboured breathing interfering with his calm words, getting interrupted when Jason's knee pushed forward between his legs, rubbing against his half-hard member. His breathing hitched, a startled whimper escaping before he managed to quiet himself down by biting his lower lip.
"I don't think so, Dickiebird", Jason all but purred, latching his mouth on to the other's throat, biting, kissing and licking, enjoying the intoxicating taste of salty sweat, the skin and something that was just entirely Dick. "You don't really want me to stop, do you? You're actually enjoying this", his knee brushed against Dick again, forcing another delicious sound out from the other boy, "don't you?"
"Jason, please..."
"I'll make you beg, Dick. Make you scream my name until your voice gives out. Make you forget about them, about them all. I'll make you mine and you will love it."
Jason could feel the taut body beneath him shudder, another sound ripping from his brother's throat, a maddening mixture between a moan and a groan. "Jay..."
Oh fuck. Dick was seriously turned on by this, he could feel it. It made Jason's own heartbeat quicken, desire overpowering all rational thought he'd held on to until now.
"Shit, Dick, you sick masochist. Dou you have any idea how hot you're looking like this?"
He bit down on one of the already hardened nipples sharply, being rewarded with another groan of pleasure. His hand released the held down wrists to pinch the other one, twisting it, forcing the body beneath him to shudder, not able to control himself anymore.
Dick's hands immediately clutched to his shoulders, gripping his T-shirt, maybe trying to push him away, maybe trying to pull him closer, Jason couldn't tell because they had still no strength and he himself was far too absorbed into those reactions he got. Straightening up a little, he pulled his T-shirt over his head, tossing it to the side.
Dick's hands were clinging to his back again the second he bent back down to kiss his brother forcefully, this time being met by an already opened, panting mouth. His hands went down, gripping the other boy's ass, while his own hips ground down against Dick's, elicting a groan from both of them.
Dick's body was heating up, his loud, accelerated heartbeat and laboured panting drowning out all other thoughts. He didn't understand. Why was Jason doing this all of a sudden? But, truth to be said, right now he actually didn't care anymore. Couldn't care. Another whimper found its way across his lips as Jason started grinding against him, pushing their clothed erections together.
He felt nimble fingers sneak into the back of his boxers, teasing the rim of his ass. Dick's eyes widened, arching his back and shuddering violently. Oh shit.
"J-Jason...!", he moaned out, unable to contain himself anymore. He couldn't explain it. But this was seriously, seriously turning him on more than anything else he had experienced so far. And they weren't even naked yet.
A feral grin formed on his younger, but still taller brother's lips as he looked down at Dick again. "Enjoying it, are we?"
"Fuck, Jason,you–", Dick cursed panting, not even knowing what he wanted to say anymore. He knew he should stop this, should've stopped it long ago. But there was this burning feeling, that sexy smirk on his brother's lips as he just stared and watched his each and every reaction and this fucking finger teasing his ass, the ring of muscle, pushing its way inside.
A shuddering moan came past Dick's lips, back arching even further. It hurt. It hurt like hell and Jason didn't even bother to use any kind of lubrication and was just pushing in dry, grinning down at him, whispering dirty things in his ear again while adding a second finger, starting to scissor him, making it hurt all the more and although that pain really should have turned him off or at least made him worry, it just felt fucking amazing and god, he wanted more.
He didn't know which part of his incoherent thoughts had slipped out, but when Jason suddenly stopped his ministrations, looking at him hungrily, growling in that dark, sexy voice "Say that again, Dick. Didn't know you'd have such dirty thoughts", Dick just knew he had said some of it. He bit his bottom lip desperately, trying to regain some of his long-lost self-control.
Jason's grin widened. "Not wanting to repeat yourself? Well, seems like I'll just have to make you then..."
Dick bit down another whimper threating to leave his throat. Jason's fingers started moving again, pushing in harder than before, getting deeper inside. Dick felt as if he was being ripped apart, the stinging sensation driving him close to madness, pained gasps leaving his lips, and it still wasn't enough, he needed more of it, so much more.
Jason licked his lips while staring down at his older brother, writhing beneath him, whimpering every now and then, flushed and panting hard, looking all that desperate, so goddamn needy that he was really starting to believe Dick had a masochistic streak. And when he pushed inside again, he suddenly had him arching his back, trembling and shivering, pushing back down on his fingers and moaning Jason's name.
"Found it", Jason mumbled in a sing-song voice, brushing against that certain spot again, getting the same delicious reaction as before.
Dick had his head thrown back, unable to respond properly anymore. Without paying conscious thought to it, he pushed back down again, desperate to feel the same friction once more, wanting those fingers inside him, more, harder, deeper...
And then Jason pulled out. Dick whimpered in disappointment, trying to voice out his frustration. It took some time for his racing thoughts to calm down. Dick blushed even deeper, realizing his behavior a few moments ago.
Jason on the other hand seemed more than content with it. God, how he wanted to devour that boy. And how he would. "Something wrong, Dickiebird?"
"J-Jason, stop it..."
"'Stop it'...? What do you want me to do, dear big brother?"
Jason grinned at him tauntingly. Dick grimaced in return. Jason knew exactly what he wanted. And he knew just as well it would kill Dick's pride to say it out loud, because he really, really didn't want this to happen at all, but for god's motherfucking sake, he needed it, needed Jason finishing what he had started, taking him, pounding into him, making him scream... Fuck, he couldn't stand this.
"Shit, Jason, just fuck me already", he groaned, unable to wait for it any longer than he already had, gripping at the other's back desperately, the smirk he got in return sending a shiver down his spine.
And then Jason's lips were on his again, kissing him fiercely, drawing out another pleasured moan as Dick felt his brother positioning himself between his widely spread legs. For a split second he wondered just when his boxers had disappeared and where they had gone, but then found himself not caring at all. Jason unzipped his fly, pulling out his impressive erection, nudging his entrance. Dick shivered in anticipation. Shit, this was so going to hurt...
Jason gripped his brother's hips, holding him in place as he pushed his way inside, not stopping until he was fully seated inside that tight heat sucking him in in need, a groan slipping past his lips. He gazed down at his brother. Dick looked like he was about to pass out, face contorted in an overwhelming mixture of pleasure and pain, mouth open and panting, cheeks flushed in a dark shade of red, eyes glazed over with pure lust. Jason's grip tightened, not caring if he was bruising the other boy. That was definitely one of the hottest sights he had ever witnessed.
"Fuck, Dick", he ground out, the heat surrounding his member clouding his mind. The smaller one whimpered, glancing up at him, trying to calm his erratic breathing, shivering slightly. Jason bent down, kissing him once more, stunned as his brother eagerly kissed back, rubbing their tongues together.
Jason started to move carefully, making them both moan at the friction sending jolts of pleasure throughout their bodies. He had actually planned on taking this slow at first so Dick could at least get a little used to his size, but when said man suddenly wound his legs around his waist, bucking his hips and moaning needily, Jason couldn't hold back anymore, pushing inside the other with full force, groaning because Dick met his thrust in just the right way, squeezing his member enough for Jason to fear he would come much, much too early.
"So darn... nnngh, tight, Dick... what are you, a fucking virgin?", he panted, biting down on Dick's throat, nibbling his way to where he could feel the other's speeding pulse, stopping dead in his tracks when he got an embarrassed "S-So what...?" in response.
Just now, things had gotten so much hotter.
He thrust into the other man as hard as he could, not able to suppress a groan as Dick moaned out wantonly when he hit his spot again. He angled his thrusts, hitting Dick's prostate dead-on every time, making the moans raise in volume more and more. His hand found Dick's member, pumping it in time with his thrusts. Dick was thrashing around wildly, gripping on to Jason's shoulders like his life depended on it. Every feeling and emotion inside him was building up, the pleasure becoming almost too much to bear, he felt like he was losing his mind, and hell, maybe he was, Jason's harsh pounding was driving him insane.
"Do you like that, Dick? Do you like it when I fuck you?", Jason asked with a demanding growl, sharp teeth biting down on Dick's ear. The older boy moaned, feeling unable to answer in any other way, until that hand stroking his cock suddenly stopped, a growling voice ordering, "Answer."
"Y-Yes...", he whimpered, pushing himself against Jason's cock when the other ceased his movements completely, seemingly not pleased with his answer, only to be held down by strong hands again. "F-fuck, Jason...!"
"Answer me, Dick. Do you like it?" One harsh snap of his hips and a needy moan sounded through the room. Dick desperately tried to push himself against Jasonagain, shuddering in agony at being so close to his release and then denied.
"Fuck, yes! Jason, please, please don't stop now..." Dick moaned again as Jason fulfilled his wish and started moving again, hitting his prostate over and over while pumping his member, and Dick just kept on chanting whatever words came to his mind, screaming out his brother's name, and how he wanted more, harder, faster, deeper, how badly he needed this and how good it felt, pain mixed with pleasure, blending to an intoxicating drug overtaking his senses, and shit, he was so damn close...
He erupted with a strangled scream that sounded strangely like Jason's name, throwing his head back and ass tightening. Jason moaned at the new feeling, the incredible heat just becoming even tighter, thrusting into the smaller man irregularly before he came as well, deep inside, biting down on the crook of Dick's neck until he drew blood.
Breathing heavily he collapsed onto his older brother, trying to regain his breathing. Licking the blood off his lips, he blinked and opened his eyes wearily, looking at the mark he had left on Dick's throat along with many others. A smug grin formed on his lips. Bruce was so going to see this.
He sat up next to his brother, his grin growing even wider. He had to look pretty exhausted himself, that much was sure. But Dick was looking damnright debauched. His lips swollen and moist, bottom lip split from both of them biting down on it, mouth agape and panting, cheeks reddened, throat littered with bite marks and a little blood, black strands falling into his sweaty face messily, eyes barely open and pupils completely blown.
"You're truly a sight to behold, golden boy", Jason mumbled, reaching out to caress Dick's heated, sweaty cheek. Dick wasn't responding much, his mind still blown from the orgasmic high and his body thoroughly overstrained from their latest activities and the drug. Jason ruffled the soft, jet-black hair, enjoying the feeling. Maybe having sex had been the best idea he had had so far. Maybe things would turn out all right now. Maybe he and Dick would even and up... kind of... together. Heh, seeing their adoptive father's face at hearing the news would definitely be hilarious. Jason snickered. "If Bruce would see you like this..."
He saw Dick blinking, then turning away from him slightly and closing his eyes. And although he had seen it only for a split second, he still noticed that slight grinding of teeth, that furrowing of elegant eyebrows. And he realized that Dick was really, really hurt.
He pulled his hand back slowly, fingers clenching into a fist as he started to tremble slightly. Because at this very moment it dawned on him that he had just now screwed up big time.
He sighed, getting up from his bed to put on some clothes. When he turned back, Dick was already in deep sleep again. The encounter with the Joker, the experience of almost dying, the drug and the sex surely had taken their toll on the exhausted boy. Jason reached out to cup his cheek again, stopping halfway when he remembered the expression of suppressed hurt on Dick's face.
Maybe it was about time to bring the golden boy back home to his father.
He had known Jason was angry at Bruce. It was fairly obvious. He had also known pretty well that Jason would stop at scarcely anything when it came to humiliating their adoptive father. But somewhere along this experience they had just shared, he had started thinking that maybe there was something more inside of Jason's heart than only anger and resentment. Something like a slight attachment, a wish to be accepted and to be loved. And, apart from this being the best sex in his life, he had really wanted to give Jason this attention he craved.
Until he heard those words. And it hit him, hard. That it hadn't been about love or affection at all, but only about humiliating Bruce by fucking his oldest son. And although Dick didn't really want to admit it, it hurt.
A lot.
A/N: Hey there. This last chapter actually took me a lot longer than I thought it would (and is a lot longer than I thought it would be). First attempt at writing smut surely took its sweet time :') Has it turned out bad? I've re-edited it three times over before losing my nerve.
This story, "Red and Blue", is now complete. And yes, no happy end. I just don't think two people with a personality like Jason and Dick (especially Jason) could work out a perfect relationship in the course of a single evening. Maybe I'm going to write a second part of this some day when I have little more time, since I think it would be nice for those two to be a couple (and I really want to see Bruce's face when he gets scent of what his two oldest sons are doing ;) ). Let's see if I get the chance to write this one day. Maybe I'll call it "Roses and Violets" (being as creative as I am).
English isn't my native language, so I'd be grateful if you point out any mistakes I made =)
Reviews would be lovely =3
Lots of love for all bat-shippers out there! Ry0 ;)
