"She asleep?" His voice soft and low as Roy greeted him at the door to his and Kori's apartment. It was five a.m. and he was exhausted. But he didn't want to leave her here to wake up without him. It was easier to just pick her up ad head back to his own apartment.
"Yeah, been out awhile too." Roy led him further inside and to the hallway that led to the back bedroom. His apartment not unlike Jason's just a bit smaller. Ashley was curled up with Kori on the big bed, the alien's arms wrapped around the blonde's torso as Ashley slept peacefully. Their hair meshing together all around their shoulders. Roy leaned his shoulder on the door frame as Jason stepped into the room and gave Kori a soft kiss on the cheek before moving over to Ashley.
"Ash... Come on baby, wake up.." Ashley takes a moment to stir, Kori's hands are running up and down her arms while Jason's fingers stroke back her tangled white and blond locks that are covering her face. A soft huff leaves her lips and she snuggled further into Kori's breasts making the red head chuckle as she too wakes.
Ashley's eyes blink open finally and meet Jason's blue green depths. "There she is..." Ashley closes her eyes as Jason gently pulls her to sit up, his arm supporting her because she's not fully awake. "Let's go home baby." Ashley only groans and attempts to fall back into Kori's warmth but Jason just grabs her up and cradles her in his arms, stepping from the bedroom and towards the lift doors where her coat and boots are waiting for her.
Roy slips on her boots and ties them haphazardly, just enough so they'll last the ride over to Jason's, while Jason helps her into her shoes. She's starting to wake up more but it's hard going and Roy chuckles at her, leaning over to nuzzle into her shoulder and kiss her cheek sweetly. "She's so fucking adorable.." Jason smirks and nods, zipping up her coat and adding her scarf around her neck before pulling the hood up over her head. "That colds gonna wake her up."
Jason didn't give a response except reaching over to ruffle Roy's red curls and then leading Ashley to his bike. Sitting her backwards on the seat he climbs in facing the correct way and wraps her legs loosely around his hips. Her arms secured around his torso as he backs his bike back into the lift and waves to Roy as he starts moving downwards. The bite of the cold air outside roused Ashley enough to cling to Jason instead of siting against him weakly, and with that Jason raced through what shadowed alleys were left as the sun started to rise.
As the lift of his own building closed shut behind him, Jason sighed and relaxed his aching back, cradling Ashley's head to his neck as she clung sleepily to him. Everyday something bout her just amazed him. This time, she nearly slept through the bike ride back to his apartment. She had no fear in her of the motorcycle below her and trusted in his skills completely to get them safely to where they needed to go as fast as Jason deemed necessary. He can't count how many times he's turned a corner and his knee has been scraped by the pavement he's leaned over so sharply. But years on the back of motorcycles had given him the skills needed to know his machine and know the roads like the back of his hand.
"Hey com'on, let's get to bed." Ashley nods once, but doesn't move to climb off of him, instead Jason grins and grips the back of her thighs, pulling her to him as he stands and steps off the bike. His shoes were damp from the snow clumps they'd collected but he'd clean the floors... at some point probably, and carried Ashley to the easy chair. Setting her down and helping her out of her boots and coat before he even took off his own.
"..time is it?" Jason tugs off the scarf from her neck and tosses it to the couch not caring where it fell.
"Just before six." She groans and Jason leans forward to press a kiss to her brow before standing and pulling his leather off. Shaking his head he watches as Ashley slowly falls to the side and curls into the arm of the big chair. Free of his boots and heavy armor plating, Jason picks up Ashley once more, he really doesn't mind. She just fits against his chest so well, he likes holding her like this. Slowly, Jason peels back her clothes until she's bare before him in her panties, she doesn't even wait for him to push a shirt onto her bare torso. Ashley just slumps to her side and curls into the blankets and sheets. He smirks softly.
Jason climbs into his bed, groaning as the cool sheets meet his now bare legs. He's tired, just plain and entirely, exhausted. He's been getting less sleep lately, more energy drinks and coffee. His body didn't like the bad nutrition and he didn't like how he felt lethargic and without energy. The power from the pit would keep him strong yes, but that wouldn't stop this feeling of exhaustion. Jason turned to his side and pulled Ashley's sleeping form to him, her head nestled just perfectly under his chin while his arms encased her to him, their legs winding together. He took a deep breath of her and sighed, closing his eyes to the silence of the apartment and Ashley's slow breathing.
"Your stance is shit." Ashley huffs and drops her shoulders, placing the gun back on the table in front of her and glaring over her shoulder at Jason. They'd been here no more than a half hour, less than ten bullets fired and she was already done with his snarly attitude.
"Dude!" Jason only rolls his eyes and comes forward. Hand on her hip and the other pressing on her breast bone to pull her back straighter and her knees a bit further apart.
"Your feet have to be planted far enough apart that any kind of recoil won't shove you to your feet. Keep your back straight, so that you won't injure your spinal cord of you do get hit with recoil." Satisfied with her stance, Jason stepped away again and motioned for her to continue. Another few shots before Jason gently corrected her back where she had started leaning to the side.
He watched her empty an entire clip into the paper at the end of the indoor range. Her groups weren't bad and her aim wasn't awful. But he could tell the weapon in her hands made her a bit nervous, the weight of the gun was just too heavy for her delicate wrists. "Hang on a sec." Jason gently took the gun from her, his movement slow so she could see how he put the safety back on, emptied the chamber and then pulled the clip from the gun. Setting it down to the side he moved over to the wall of weapons at the back wall behind them. It had a small array of weapons you could rent to practice with.
He'd given her something similar to his own in style and size but she was having difficulty with holding it for more than a minute or two. That wasn't good in a fire fight if you weren't on par with your weapon or if your weapon wasn't on par with you. Rubbing his chin Jason grabbed a much smaller pistol, it felt dwarfed in his hands but was much lighter and the trigger wasn't so far for her pointer finger to reach. Grabbing the ammo that went with it Jason went back to her and let her see how he loaded the gun before handing it to her.
"Try this one." He only needed to correct her stance a fraction, she remembered to keep her feet planted. When she was ready Jason stepped back and crossed his arms as he watched her. The gun was much easier for her to lift, and in turn her groups were far tighter than they were with the heavier pistol before.
Satisfied she liked this one with how she was already reloading it by herself with hardly any difficulty. Jason decided to just watch her again. She was wearing dark wash skinny jeans, the fabric tight on her legs and showing off the wide set of her hips with the curving globe of her ass. Jason rubbed at his chin, realizing he should shave soon, as he simply stared at her ass for long moments. It was a very nice rear end, the kind you see in exercise commercials. Ashley moved her weight to one leg as she bent somewhat over the table to fill her gun once more and Jason nearly groaned as she caught the flex of muscles beneath the taut fabric. He reached up and bit at his knuckles gently to keep himself in check, she was driving him fucking insane.
"Is my stance okay?" Jason's gaze flicked up to Ashley's and he caught the chesire cat grin her lips were turned into. She purposefully messed up her footing, shifting from foot to foot and continued to get it wrong. Grinning, Jason stepped up behind her, pressing against her hips and the backs of her legs. His palm pressing against the tops of her thighs to press her into his strong legs and hips as he corrected her stance once more. "Oh okay, like this?" She gave a roll of her hips and the moan Jason released into her ear had a shiver run up her spine.
"I think that's enough for today..." Jason growled, and quickly unloaded the gun for her onto the table and left the ammo and guns in the booth like the owner had asked when they'd walked in over an hour ago. Taking her hand in his gloved one, because he was not gonna leave his prints anywhere in Bludhaven, Jason pulled her out of the range and to the closest alley he could find that didn't smell like vomit and piss.
Her back hit the brick wall but he didn't stop there, not until he'd grabbed her hips and moved her up the wall. When she was eye level with him Jason wrapped her legs around his wide waist and pressed into her to hold her there while his teeth marked her neck. Her hand's tangled in his hair, making the ball cap and beanie on his head sit sideways as she panted softly into his shoulder. Satisfied he'd bit every inch of skin he could currently get to, Jason pulled back and grinned wolfishly down at Ashley's softly panting face.
"Does everything I do fucking turn you on?" Jason barks out a laugh, gently letting her down but making sure she was pressed against his crotch as he slid down his body. Fuck she's short. Ashley rights her scarf and knit cap, pulling the hood up on her coat.
"Yup." Jason only smirks, grabs her hand and starts out of the alley, righting his hats as he moves. The streets are packed but Jason has this aura about him, people seem to give him a bubble of space and he's fine with that. It makes sure Ashley is tucked to his side and under his arm, safe. Even Bludhaven had its assholes and theives. He wasn't going to let his gaurd down.
"Are we going to visit Rachel and Richard? Since we're in the city?" Ashley asks softly and Jason pauses, slows his steps. He wasn't planning on it, however, he had heard the hope in Ashley's voice. The blonde had taken a liking to the dark haired woman Richard was engaged to, hell he liked Rachel a lot anyways, she was good people.
"Why the hell not?" In a show of absolute domesticity, Ashley leaned up, grabbed his chin softly in her gloved hand and kissed his cheek. Jason turned it into a full blown kiss by moving down and touching his lips to her own. Stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, people walking around the two kissing like fucking soulmates. "Making me fucking soft and shit." Jason nipped at her lips before pulling back and changing their direction to the north and the soon to be Grayson's apartment.
Jason's phone was in his free hand, the other securely wrapped about Ashley's waist to clasp her hip in his grip. Putting the phone to his ear he waited for the ringing to get picked up.
"Hello? Jason?" Dick's voice was confused and Jason almost grinned, his brother wouldn't expect them to just show up for no other reason then to see them.
"We're in the city, how about lunch?" He could hear a female voice in the background and some whispering on the other end.
"This is a surprise, of course we can do lunch."
Jason didn't give dick a chance to say anything else. "Cool, we're nearing your building now." He ended the phone call and had to surprise a shudder. His grip on Ashley's hips making her glance up at him with hose bright eyes of hers. He only winked and continued on his way to the apartment district that Dick called home in Bludhaven.
Some insecurities in the back of his mind, long forgotten and buried seemed to be trying to sprout back up to his concious. It's been years since he tried to be brotherly with even Dick. Longer than he was able to sit with his family for more than few minutes without trying to kill one of them, lovingly fo course, maybe, not really, kinda. His actions these past six years have been fucking hell and that's putting it lightly. And he was suddenly changing his actions, suddenly wanting to willingly spend time with his brother.
Jason glanced down at Ashley's pink tinged cheeks as a gust of wind blew her long hair around her face and scarf covered neck. The brightness in her eyes as she people watches while they walk. A little upturn to the corner of her lips signaling she was thinking about something that made her smile or she was just generally in a good mood. The little plumpness to her lips from when he'd kissed her not long ago.
/What the fuck am I doing.../