WARNING: Ultra fluffy ending chapter ahead! You have been warned! ^^


Where I Belong

Jason stirred first, the room still relatively dark, the curtains closed and blocking the sunlight of the morning sun. He groaned a bit, uncurling from his ball, remembering the nightmares, but something else caught his attention. He noticed a pair of arms around him, felt little puffs of breath on his neck. He turned in the arms around him and his eyes met with a sleeping Dick Grayson. Jason frowned at first, wondering when Dick had gotten there. He blushed a bit though, when he remembered at some point last night, feeling safe and protected.

Jason sighed quietly but when he next looked up, Dick was awake, smiling at him.

"Creep," Jason muttered softly. Dick chuckled lightly and placed a kiss to Jason's forehead.

"You love it," Dick said softly, kissing Jason's lips this time. Jason's hand slid through Dick's hair, holding him in place so he could kiss back. He tongue swiped along his bottom lip, and Dick parted his lips so Jason could slide his tongue into the man's mouth. Dick wrapped his arms tighter around Jason, pulling him closer to his body. He deepened the kiss, his hand threading through Jason's hair, lingering on the lock of white. He didn't know why, but somehow he found it...attractive.

He moaned softly into the kiss, their lips melting together perfectly. This whole situation felt so surreal. Sure, they'd had moments like these before, and yet...for so long, Dick dreamt of having moments like these with Jason. To just hold him or lay in his arms, in bed. The slow, gentle kisses that could stretch on into eternity, and just being with him in general...it was everything he imagined and even though he was living it now, it still felt so..ephemeral, unreal.

"I love you," Jason said softly, against Dick's lips. Dick pulled back, shocked at first. Did Jason just say...?

"What did you say?" Dick breathed. Jason managed a small smile, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.

"I said, I love you," Jason repeated. And when Dick's face lit up, when he saw what had to be the brightest, happiest look he'd ever seen on the man's face, his heart melted a little. Dick rolled on top of him, and sealed their lips together in a deep, tender kiss, pouring every ounce of his being into it. Jason had finally said it to him, finally said 'I love you' to him, the words he'd so longed to hear.

Jason smiled into the kiss, wrapped his arms around Dick's waist as he happily kissed him back. He found that he really enjoyed these moments, more than he thought he would; the slow, passionate kisses, just taking all the time in the world to enjoy it. But Dick was happy and so he was happy. And in moments like these, he realized just how in love he was with the man. He was practically head over heels, and sometimes he wondered to himself what did I do to deserve this? To deserve this love? He felt so lucky.

"Jason-" came Roy's voice as he stumbled into the bedroom. Dick and Jason both parted, faces painted pink, Jason glaring at Roy.

"Er...sorry. Did I disturb another moment?" Roy asked with a sly grin. Jason snorted and pointed to the door.

"Yes, you did. Now get out so we can fuck," Jason ordered. Dick looked down at him with a surprised look, his face burning in embarrassment. Jason looked up at him and grinned and Roy excused himself from the room.

"Yes, of course. Try not to wake the whole neighborhood, hmm?" Roy teased, before closing the door behind him. Jason sat up and Dick moved to sit in his lap. The two of them were silent for a time, looking around the room a bit before finally locking eyes.

"What do you say Dickie? Just you and me this time?" Jason asked with a warm smile, a smile devoid of lust, cockiness, or sass. Dick smiled back at the man, framing his face with his hands and leaning in close to capture his lips in a chaste kiss.

"I think I could do that," Dick replied softly, slowly pulling his shirt up and off, tossing it to the floor. Jason wasted no time, his hands immediately touching the skin of his stomach, exploring the man's body; his back, his chest, everything he could touch. As if mesmerized, Jason stared at Dick's body with heated eyes, feeling the taut muscles underneath the beautiful golden skin. His fingers brushed lightly over the his abs, drawing a quick breath out of Dick. Jason grinned up at him, placing a quick kiss on his chest.

"Ticklish?" Jason asked with a sly grin. Dick blushed a bit, grinning back just as slyly.

"Just a little," Dick replied so Jason took the opportunity to run his fingers over Dick's stomach again, feather light touched meant to tease and tickle. Dick's breath hitched as his stifled a laugh, which turned into a moan when Jason took one of his nipples into his mouth, nibbling lightly on the bud.

"Dammit Jay-ah-stop teasing me," Dick breathed. Jason grinned as he worked his way up and peppered the mans' neck in kisses and mark, kissing and marking the tender flesh. Dick threaded his fingers through Jason's hair, but his breath hitched again when he felt the button on his jeans pop open. He held his breath for what fekt like an eternity as the zipped was slowly tugged down. He released the shuddering breath when Jason's hand slipped into his boxers and gripped his cock.

Jason grinned as he continued his assault on Dick's neck, tightening his grip on the man's cock and pumping him in slow, torturous strokes, reveling at how the man had become putty in his hands. Dick's gasps and soft moans of pleasure sent jolts up his spine. He could feel his cock hardening, his jeans getting tighter, his body begging for release. But for the first time in his life, he wanted to take this slow, make it last, and enjoy every moment. Every touch, every kiss, every gentle caress, every sensation.

"Jay...please," Dick begged softly. Jason grinned again and stopped everything. Dick whimpered slightly at the loss but leaned down and kissed Jason hard. Tongues dancing, lips melting together, hands caressing. Dick slid out of the man's lap and pulled off his shirt, then worked off his jeans and boxers, pushing his own down, and off onto the floor.

"In a hurry, Dickie?" Jason teased with a cocky grin as Dick pushed him back onto the bed. Dick smirked at him, saying nothing before laying on top of him and kissing him again. The two of them explored each other's bodies, hands sliding across skin. Dick occasionally stopped at a scar, caressing the skin around it, which sent sparks through Jason's body. Dick truly loved everything about him.

"Jaybird," Dick said softly when they parted. Jason looked up at him, his hands on his waist, massaging patters into the skin with his thumbs. His face was tinted pink, not that Dick was doing any better. Dick cupped his jaw, thumb stroking over his cheek.

"I...Jason...can I..." Dick paused, biting his lip. Jason let out a breath and stared up into Dick's eyes.

"Anything," he breathed. Dick chewed his lip again.

"Can I fuck you?" Dick asked softly. Jason froze, face going blank. Dick wanted...to fuck him. Wanted to...be inside him? Jason didn't know what to do or say. In his childhood, he didn't really...have a choice. But when he got older, when he could fight, that changed. Even with Roy, it took a while to get comfortable with the idea of letting Roy inside him. But...this was Dick, the man he loved. And Dick would never hurt him, never do anything he didn't want.

"It's okay if-"

"Yes," Jason breathed. Dick looked down at him, slightly surprised, then a warm smile spread over his face as he leaned down and kissed him gently.

"Tell me...how you want it. I'll make it good, perfect even," he whispered in the other man's ear. Jason's face heated up again and he bit his lip. Roy was the only person he'd ever slept with and it was always..fast, rough, a frenzy of motion and sensations. He'd never known it any other way. But deep down, he's always craved that kind of gentle touch that he'd never truly experienced before. He wanted to be taken care of, he wanted it unhurried, thorough, he wanted the moment to last.

"Gentle," Jason managed, face burning crimson as he averted his eyes. Dick smiled and leaned down, kissing his lips, soft and sweet, more gently than his usual kisses and somehow, it felt so much better than anything else.

"I'll make love to you, and take care of you. I'll make it good, I promise," Dick whispered sweetly blindly searching the nightstand for lube. He found it and popped the cap off, spreading Jason's legs apart and settling between them. He lubed up his index finger and gently massaged the entrance between Jason's cheeks. Jason's breath hitched at the sensation and Dick leaned down and lavished his neck in little kisses, nips and licks, occasionally drawing up a mark. He worked the single digit inside him and pushed inside, earning a gasp of pleasure as Jason's back arched off of the bed.

True to his word, Dick was gentle, so gentle, with everything. Every touch, every kiss, was slow, and careful. It was almost too much. It made his heart flutter and his stomach heat up, and the way every touch was just so...affectionate...it was so surreal. He felt another finger press inside him, slowly and carefully.

"Dammit...Dickie, hurry up, I'm dying here," Jason breathed, followed by another gasp as Dick hit that sweet spot deep inside him.

"God, Dick do that again!" Jason breath and Dick smiled, rubbing his fingers continuously against his prostate. The way Jason responded to him had him impossibly hard. He groaned softly and gripped his own dick, stroking himself slowly as he worked his fingers inside Jason. He added a third, stretching him a little bot more, the needy, wanton noises coming from Jason just driving him mad.

"I won't break, Dick. Please, just...get in me," Jason breath again. Dick sighed shakily, nervously, as he moved, grabbing his cock and positioning himself at Jason's entrance. With his other hand, he enlaced his fingers with Jason's, and looked into his eyes.

"Are you ready, little wing?" Dick asked softly, smiling at him. Jason just nodded and Dick pushed the tip of his penis inside. He pulled one of Jason's legs over his shoulder to get a better angle, lips parted and panting, and then finally buried himself inside Jason's tight heat. Jason groaned loudly at the feeling of being full. Dick was inside him. That thought alone drove him insane.

"Little wing," Dick panted softly, making one slow, shallow thrust.

"J-just move dammit. I won't break," Jason snapped softly. Dick chuckled in amusement as he gave a few slow, shallow thrusts.

"You're pretty bossy for a bottom," Dick breathed. Jason glared at him, another whimper pulled out of him as Dick's cock struck his prostate.

"Fuck you."

"No, you," Dick replied easily. Dick began to increase the pace and the depth, pulling out just to the tip before sliding back in, the whole thing slow and gentle, wanted to make this last, to make it good, for Jason. But good god, it was the most amazing feeling in the world, to be inside the one you love, making love to them, every moment a little slice of heaven.

"Damn, you feel so good around my cock, little wing," Dick breathed out, a small smile on his face. Jason lost his entire vocabulary, only the sounds of panting and moaning passing his lips. Dick's thrusts became deeper, faster, but still gentle, striking his prostate with every thrust. Jason could feel himself growing closer to orgasm with every minute. Sex with Roy was always over quickly and could sometimes be painful, but the good kind of pain. But this was...something else entirely.

"Dickie," Jason breathed out "fuck me. Hard. God damn." Dick chuckled breathlessly, internally glad for it, because he was losing his self control. He pulled out to the tip and slammed back inside, fucking Jason hard, angling his hips to strike his prostate on every thrust. Jason damn near screamed as Dick slammed into him, his thrusts growing harder, faster. Gentle was nice, but fuck, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Jaybird, I'm...so close," Dick breathed, squeezing Jason's fingers as he fucked him hard. Jason cried out in pleasure, a loud moan, bordering on a scream, tearing itself from his throat as he came hard, cum splattering across his chest and stomach. Dick kept fucking him at an almost brutal pace.

"Jason!" Dick cried out as he came hard inside Jason with one final thrust. He kept moving, kept thrusting inside, almost like a man possessed until finally, his energy was spent. He collapsed on top of Jason, rolling off of him moments later. The two men lay side by side, chests heaving, breathing heavy.

Jason and Dick turned their heads, eyes meeting. They smiled at each other before they leaned toward one another to shared a slow, gentle kiss. Dick parted from him and grabbed some tissue, cleaning them up. He kissed Jason once more, discarding the tissue, then caressed his face softly.

"I told you I'd take care of you," he said. Jason heaved a sigh and wrapped an arm around Dick, tugging him against his body, just holding him. Dick felt weary and settled into the man's arms.

"Thank you Jay," he said softly. Jason stared at him through hooded eyes before pressing a kiss to his forehead.

"I love you. Now shut up and go to sleep," Jason said softly. Dick chuckled softly and buried his face in the man's neck, curling up in the man's arms.

"Jerk," he whispered.

"Bitch," Jason answered. Dick tilted his head up again and his eyes met Jason's. Dick smiled, and when he kissed Jason again, Jason saw stars. They had something special, a deep love, something Jason had never truly experienced before in his life. He felt loved and wanted, warm and happy, and he knew in this moment and all that came before, that this was where he belonged, that this was who he belonged with. No one was going to take this away from him.