Author's Note: I OWN ABSOLUTELY NOTHING other than my OC and the creativity I place in here to bring this story into one finished product. Please, no bashing me or anyone else or any of the creativity of the writing. If you absolutely love Talia then try not to take anything much personally, I will admit that I don't much like her, but I'm not making her into an absolute psychopathic female maniac so you should be good. I hope. Enjoy!

UPDATED: 07/2021

***LEMON WARNING IN THIS CHAPTER!

Chapter 11

Joker laughed with amusement at the fight that broke out, fifteen of his goon's charged Red Hood as he made his attacks, and he had to say that he was even more impressed than the last time he encountered the brat when he blew up a damn building with himself, Joker as well as the Big Bad Bat. Seeing there wasn't much stopping the punk, Joker pulled Athena back into his body, locking her arm behind her back painfully, and rested a long dagger from his jacket at her throat. "Okay, okay, okay! Enough! Be a good boy Red and Goldie locks leaves tonight with her throat intact." Joker called, watching with a wide grin as Jason's head snapped over to them.

His distraction had cost him. Pain erupted in his back and side as the goons began to beat him down into the floor, kicking and beating into him with hard pips and other hard objects; like baseball bats, getting him in his legs and knee as well as his stomach and shins and repeatedly at his back as they tried making their ways to his ribs or chest and throat.

Athena struggled in Joker's vice grip. Trying to fight her way out of his hold. As painful as his grip was, her fear overrode all pain sensors, "Stop! Please! Please stop! Leave him alone!" Athena shouted. A burning sensation stung at her throat as hot liquid began to flow down her neck and between her breasts, her arm being gripped and wrenched tightly in Joker's hold.

His laughter and smile faltered as the blonde struggled in his hold, he felt the dagger slide across her throat a bit. In the end, he was okay with her slitting her own throat. Unfortunately, he needed the girl alive. His eyebrow shot up as she gripped the dagger's blade in hand and sliced right into her hand, forcing his hand and dagger away from her throat before pain stabbed into his foot. Her heel had come down on his foot, forcing him to release his hold of her as he hopped around on his one good foot before falling to his backside shouting painfully. In pain and now pissed beyond caring whether she was alive or dead, Joker rummaged through his jacket for the one thing he was looking for. His face fell even further when his hand continued to find nothing but lint in his jacket pockets. His eyes looking around frantically for his missing toy, he glared back towards Athena as she screamed for everyone to stop with a threat.

"I swear! I will blow this boat sky high! Now let him go!" She screamed. Her arm held out with a detonator stick in her hand, her thumb over the button. It had Joker's eyes widening with fright.

"Do it!" Joker shouted with anger as he seared her with a look of hatred. This would be the second time she got him. Standing with a slight limp in his steps, Joker used the table edges to help him stay upright on the one good foot, "Girl, you better know what you're doing." Joker growled. His eyes blazing red.

"You, you have nothing over either of us! So I'd really suggest you shut up." Athena growled back at him.

Joker found himself almost sweating as he watched her thumb twitch over the red button, watching from the corner of his eye as his goons let 'Red' up as he called Jason. Grinning as he tried not to limp over to her with a few painful pants here and there, "Took you long enough." Jason grumbled.

Forcing her body to not tremble, Athena glared at him with teary eyes. While the league had put her through hell she'd never faced a mad man before. Hell, the girl was a total pacifist half the time, but she could move if she wanted to. And she only ever fought if it was to defend herself or those who needed defending. "Let's just get out of here, I'll kiss your boo-boo's later." She said as he made his way over to her. She knew, just knew, that he was grinning at her words.

Fully amused with her, Jason softly chuckled to himself as he gripped her hand in his large, gloved hand as he grinned over at Joker's trembling self, "Boom," He said with amusement before his thumb slammed down on Athena's thumb, both of their thumbs force clicked down harshly on the detonator's button. Hearing Athena's gasp of fear, Jason swept her up and ran for it like the back of the ship began to blow.

Smashing through the tall glass windows and sliding doors of the Joker's 'fancy' ship, he leaped over the side with Athena in arms, her arms wrapped around him as they slammed into the ocean's dark and cold waters as the ship exploded. The shockwave that hit them underwater separated them. Trying to hold onto one another he felt her fingers being ripped from his jacket, her blonde hair flowing around her as the current swept her away from him. He'd tried reaching out for her, tried grabbing ahold of her hand as she was swept away, but the sudden flash of debris that began to fall on top of him, wires and a metal beam wrapped around him taking him deep and deeper into the ocean. Struggling he knew would be useless, but he had to find her, he had to be sure she was okay.

Reaching down to his boot for his knife, Jason struggled to reach the only means of his escape. His abdomen was being weighed down by wires and captured debris holding him in place, the wire and beam around his ankle kept him from reaching his knife. He was thankful, for the time being, that his helmet was pressurized so he had air for a while, but the deeper he went the less pressure, or in this case the more presser it would cause, and his helmet would crush or explode from the pressurized buildup of back up oxygen he had stored up for situations like this. But it would be his death if he didn't get out of this. But struggling was useless. He wouldn't be getting himself out of this one.

"Jason!" A man called. His voice startled him, causing Jason to snap his head around the eater to look as he continued to sink. The blond hair and suit of Aqua Man startled him, but he was glad the man was around the area.

Hearing his name and seeing the familiar face now in the dark waters of the night with his night vision in his helmet, Jason took a relieved breath, his muscles untensed at knowing it was a friend rather than a foe. "Arthur?" Remembering Athena was not with him and still likely drowning or being swept away further Jason began to struggle once again.

"Easy kid, you're tangled up pretty bad," Arthur said, pulling a knife fee from his boot and began slicing through the wire. He was worried the kid would cut through his gear if he continued struggling like he was.

"No! Forget about me! Arthur, Athena, you have to get Athena! She doesn't have a breather or a mask, I'll be fine but she's drowning right now!" Jason shouted, his insides burning with fear, an image of her blonde hair disappearing into the ocean's cold depth, still as the dead.

Raising his brow curiously at Jason's panic he clearly heard in his tone, Arthur continued cutting the man free. "Jason, calm down -"

"No! I will not calm down! She is drowning!" Jason shouted, grabbing Arthur's hand trying to cut the wires around his waist.

Huffing with irritation, Arthur wrenched his hands from Jason's hold and grabbed the man's wrists. "Jason!" Arthur shouted with irritation, gaining Jason's attention. "The girl is safe. Aqua lad already has her. Now let me help you before your helmet shatters!" Arthur shouted.

Blinking with surprise, Jason relaxed a bit. "Oh, well why didn't you say so in the first place?"

"Because we didn't know the girl was with you. We thought she was a passenger on the ship, but as soon as we saw all of Joker's men falling into the water, we realized she would have likely been a prisoner or his new playmate." Arthur told him, cutting the last few wires from around his legs. "Come on kid, your girlfriend is waiting for you. And apparently freaking out." Arthur said chuckling at the last part as they swam up to the surface.

"And how do you know she's freaking out?" Jason asked curiously.

"Simple. I can hear her screaming at Kaldur'ahm to go after you. Apparently, the girl thinks you're dead already." Arthur said with an amused grin, swimming up to the surface with Jason.

Jason softly chuckled at that, "How insulting," he joked with some laughter. Getting to the surface, Jason started to laugh at Athena screaming and struggling in Kaldur'ahm's hold. The poor guy trying to calm her down, though it was failing. "Hey honey-suckle, why don't you give the guy a break?" he said with some amusement, swimming up to them beside Arthur. He really wanted to laugh when she froze and turned to look at him. Her wide dark green eyes filled with tears as she looked at him with relief, he was taken aback when she was suddenly in his arms, thanking whoever that he was okay, and thanking Arthur and Aqua lad, as well as apologizing to the poor guy for screaming at him. Knowing he was enjoying this, the fact she was soaking wet from head to toe and in a skimpy outfit with her legs wrapped around him, he knew deep down she was just scared, and even though he'd made an ass of himself a while ago he was a constant to her right now, a positive constant. Easing her out of his arms after she was calmed, Jason looked to Arthur, "Hey, think you could do two favors for me?"

Softly chuckling at the young man, Arthur nodded, "Need a ride?"

"Well, yeah that is one favor I was going to ask about and tell Bruce I said thanks for the boat." He told the Atlantean King.

Nodding, Arthur arranged everything for them and watched as they both rode off on a water jet. He was on the line with Brice minutes after the two had gone so far, his eyesight could no longer follow them and informed the Batman what had happened. "What exactly happened?" Bruce said over the line.

"The ship blew up, but they are both alive and well. Oh, and Jason said thanks for the boat, though I will admit, I had no idea what he's referring to."

Bruce sighed as he placed an ice-pack on his forehead, "He's taking her to the shipyard to commandeer one of my sailboats. Did he say where he was going specifically?" Bruce asked, knowing deep down Jason wouldn't have said anything about locations.

"No, sorry, Bruce. He didn't say anything about where he was going." Arthur told him with a sigh, "Even if I'd have asked, he wouldn't have told me."

Sighing, Bruce rested back into the Sofa he sat on, he was exhausted. Honestly, he was lucky he hadn't fallen asleep yet. "No, you're right. He wouldn't have, he's too careful… Did he say which boat he may take though?" Bruce asked with hope.

Raising a curious brow to that, the corner of Arthur's lip twitched, "You have more than one?"

Almost laughing at his friend's words, Bruce sighed, "Never mind, thank you for calling me, Arthur. I really apricate it." He said with a tired sigh. They were shortly arriving at the Compound in the Himalayas.

"Anything to help my friend, take care of those kids," Arthur said before hanging up the line, "Come on, let's go home. Our work is done here Kaldur."

It was early morning after hours of them riding on the water jet, the saltwater sprayed them both and the rising sun was warm and welcoming to the late and chilled night, at least it was a welcome to Athena's bare skin. When they reached a set of docks with a water yard of boats tethered to the docks, she looked around the docks empty of people that early in the morning as Jason helped her off the water jet and watched with shocked curiosity as it melted into the water once both were off, walking down the docks close behind Jason towards a sailboat. It wasn't something she'd think Mr. Wayne would actually own, while it was nice, it seemed a bit too casual for Mr. Wayne's taste, but they had to be inconspicuous, so, if it was between this or a lovely luxurious Yacht then Jason had picked the best sailboat for them, and truthfully, she'd never been on a sailboat, and this was perfect for her personally. And it was just enough. But really, what did she know, maybe Bruce enjoyed the simple things most of the time, this sailboat seemed as if it was often used and very well maintained. She looked around the topside for a moment after Jason helped her on and went about checking the systems, Engen, and fuel supply before he came up from below deck with a blanket and wrapped it around her.

"Come on, I'll show you where the bathroom and bedrooms are. Bruce always has his sailboats pre-packed with mostly the non-perishable needed things, you can use one of the shirts while I'm in town getting supplies before we leave." He told her, removing his helmet and set it on the table walking her back towards the bathroom and bedrooms, his hand holding her small hand in his still gloved and soaked hand. He was soaked to the bone still and so was she, but she had less clothing on and he did not want her to walk around the town currently in the dress she wore.

"What about you?" She asked him, following him below deck into the living quarters and the small bathroom.

Softly smiling as he opened the small bathroom door, he gently pulled her around to him, easing her back at the wood of the wall, his soaked gloves gently cupped her face in hands as he looked her over and scowling at the red cut along her throat from when she had struggled against Joker. Suddenly remembering she had used her hand to get the knife away from her throat, Jason grabbed her hands to look at the damage done, one hand, her right palm, was sliced deep and red from the saltwater. "I'll be back, just get a shower and be careful of those wounds, they could have gotten infected from the saltwater during the ride here. Just get clean, there is feminine hygiene in the small compartment in the shower and towels are right here under the sink and the bed has drawers under neither it, just grab a shirt to use for now. I'll be back with clothes for you with our supplies." And with that, Jason was gone and off the boat, heading into town.

Athena sighed and stripped the salted dress and underwear from her body and stepped into the single shower and toilet/sink area of the Sailboat and turned on the water, winced as the clean water began to clean the salt from her wounds, the 2-in-1 shampoo, and conditioner, and body wash did not help the stinging of the wounds wither, but at least she was getting the salt off her body and away from her wounds, no matter the stinging.

She wasn't sure how long she was in the shower and figured it was only fair to leave Jason some water as well since he was the one who'd gone through the most physical abuse and likely covered in more saltwater than she was and she wasn't sure how much water the tanks had from the last time it may have been used. Drying herself off, she walked out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around her and entered the largest bedroom, she went about searching for something to cover herself with, that likely being one of Bruce's shirts. Apparently, Jason and Dick, mostly the oldest, fit most of Bruce's clothing, shirts which were huge to her small body as she buttoned the white and blue striped long-sleeved cotton shirt. Her hand and neck wound hadn't returned to bleeding, but they were still very tender and rather sore after the warm shower.

Walking through the sail-boats belly Athena looked through the decent sized kitchen and dining, seeing what kind of storage the boat had and she found it was remarkably up-kept, the plastic bowls and plates, the tin cups and the cookware that which had been left, likely meant for the boat itself, as well as the cutting board and cutlery. Walking onto the deck, Athena ran her unharmed hand along the rolled-up sail and walked towards the steering, "You sure have some taste, Bruce." She muttered to herself as she walked along the deck.

Jason smirked as he watched the blonde walking along the deck in the button-down shirt, her legs exposed but still appropriately covered by any aspect from the shirt being so large on her compared to the dress Joker had her ware, one he wished had been for himself more than anything. She hadn't even seen him walking onto the boat with large reusable bags filled to the brim. "It's one of Bruce's favorite sailboats. It's actually the one I picked out with him when I was fourteen. Technically, this boat is mine. Honestly, I thought he'd sold it after I died. But according to Tim, Bruce always sails out on this baby whenever he can." He said, retaining his laughter at her small jump and startled behavior when she turned to face him, "Care to help with the bags beautiful?" he asked jokingly, he had to chuckle a little when she jumped in to rushing over to him and taking a few of the bags from his hands and arms. Truthfully, while he hadn't been having any form of trouble with the multiple bags stuffed with things, it was nice to have some of the weight lifted off his sore arms. But the sight of her walking down the steps into the belly of the sailboat was a very nice sight.

With the food and water supplies put away and the tanks refilled with fuel and the backup containers of fuel and oil were checked and filled and that of the water tank, Jason jumped into the shower for a quick rinse down. Loving the warm water running over his sore body and easing the aches and pains, washing the saltwater off his skin. Finishing with the shower, Jason sighed and rubbed his face from the exhaustion before he wrapped the towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom and into the larger bedroom to dress, choosing a pair of black drawstring sweats that were well worn and fading before walking out into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee upon smelling the sweet aroma. Waking up behind Athena's back, he reached over her head to the cupboards and grabbed a ten-cup and poured himself a cup of morning caffeine, it was a waking zing to his taste buds as he moaned with delight at the taste of coffee. Without thinking of it, Jason kissed the top of Athena's head, "Pretty awesome coffee, thanks gorgeous." He told her and walked up to the deck to take the boat out.

Athena stood there stiff, her coffee cup pressed to her lips and her green eyes wide from the shock of him kissing her head, even though he had complimented the coffee she'd made, it was the coffee he had purchased. So really, she hadn't done anything. But her scalp where his lips had pressed into her hair was burning with desired heat and her back felt hot when he'd leaned into her, chest and all, pressed against her back just to kiss the top of her head and say thank you when all the man had to do was say 'thanks'. But no! He had to do that. Not that she was complaining all that much. He'd gotten the crap beaten out of himself just to save her, after he'd made her go alone face the Joker's entertainment, but not before Jason had messed with her. Though, she'd had time to think about that. And she wasn't upset with him anymore. 'Strange,'.

Jason grinned wickedly as he unwrapped the lines from the docks, coffee cup in hand, and watching from the corner of his green eyes as the group of fine long legs walked past him and onto the large luxurious yacht named "The Siren", it was stationed beside his smaller craft, ironically named "The Robin". He had to chuckle at that name. Because with those fine legs and their very nice behinds walking aboard that craft, Jason would have called it a Siren's harem. He softly chuckled when a few of the ladies aboard took notice of him and began to call for him, waving and trying to get his attention. And it had almost worked until Athena came out on deck. His eyes had instantly found her out of the corner of his eye. Jason instantly smiled at her looking around without her noticing he was watching her. He glanced over to the ladies that he could hear softly sighing and pouting as they commented about wishing someone would look at them that way. What shocked him though was when the group of lovely young ladies began to cat-call Athena. Normally, from his experience, many people would grumble and make snide comments about the other woman or man with the other attractive party. Nope, not in this case. Feeling more likable towards them, Jason waved at them when they waved to him once again and jumped onto the boat when it almost sailed off without him, "A hand over here beautiful!" he called with sudden realization he was literally balancing on the edge, "Athena!"

Hearing a gathering of ladies cat-calling, then suddenly hearing Jason calling for her about helping him with something, she quickly set her cup down and jogged around the rolled-up sail and paled with fright as she watched him teetering on the edge of the boat with nothing in reach for him to grab onto. Rushing forward at hearing him call her name when he began to lose his balance, she held her breath as she rushed forward and grabbed his arm with one hand and her other grabbing the edge of his sweats to steady him carefully. She breathed easy when his hands grabbed ahold of her and his other foot that had been balancing in the wind planted firmly on the edge.

Breathing easy, Jason stepped fully onto the boat with a sigh, "Thanks," he said with a smile and took a drink of his still hot coffee, and walked towards the helm to steer them out of the bay and into open water.

Athena watched with some surprise that he hadn't spilled a single drop of his coffee. Even she would have spat her coffee, then again, she had terrible balance. With her ears catching the sound of a woman calling to them once again, and with no one else there at the moment, she looked around and found the group of rather attractive women waving at her and Jason as their sailboat floated away from the docks. Confused as to why they were smiling and waving at them both as they left unless Jason knew them which she honestly wouldn't put it past him, she waved to them, either way, to be polite.

"Hey, so um, where exactly are we going?" She asked, walking to him as he sailed them out of the bay, grabbing her coffee cup, happy it was still hot.

"Well, do you have a radio way of communicating with Mss. Hyena laughs-o-lot?" he asked sarcastically. Though, the hard glare he was getting from those emerald, green eyes had him coughing back his amusement.

"Harley is on an island off the coast of the Bahamas. It's hers', actually. She purchased the island with money she and I stole from Joker. With her paying cash and under an alias name it left her safe from being found by those looking for her. Aside from me. She has a radio, so as long as we have a radio handy, I should be able to radio her, however, I want to wait a while before I radio her. I don't need anyone pinging the radio signal to her." She admitted with some worry as she watched them leaving the small harbor, Her eyes drifted back to the large yacht that had been filled with the beautiful ladies. She sighed softly, her shoulders slopping from their usual square and strong holding. For some reason, she felt disappointed if he knew them, possibly romantically if anything. Jason was attractive, smart, and the fact he was fit beyond her own standards for attractiveness was just a plus, he was skilled in many things in terms of martial arts, and with all of that that all rolled into one; his brains, his ability to defend himself and others, if need be, it all made her feel safe with him. But she also feared him. Unable to help her curiosity, Athena took in a shuttered breath after mentally telling herself to calm down, that it was never going to happen. She was nothing, and he wouldn't waste his time with a no-body. However, she asked anyway, "So, who -"

"Not a damn clue," Jason said, a grin plastered to his face as he glanced at her over his shoulder. He'd seen her look back the soft sigh and fall of her shoulders as she looked back to the woman on the Yacht, they'd left behind them at the docks. He softly chuckled as he watched the blush crawl over her cheeks as she glanced to him at his quick response, likely embarrassed he knew what she was asking about. "Don't worry, I'm all yours beautiful." He said with a smile, looking back out to the open water as the sun came up for the early morning of six-forty-seven. It was almost seven A.M. as they left the harbor entirely.

Her heart pounded in her chest as she stared at the back of his head and his bareback, the scars that littered his skin had her curious, but his words, the grin that softened into a smile as he looked back towards the open water, the gentle breeze brushing his long bangs around his face. "You really shouldn't say things like that," she said softly, messing with her now cold cup of coffee with a soft sigh.

Locking the wheel to keep the current from rounding them out and offsetting their course, Jason turned to look at her with a raised brow of a grinning curiosity. Watching her staring into the cup, Jason softly laughed before gently taking her cup from her hands and set the cup on the helms stand beside his cup, "Hey, come on, don't get all gooey on me now. What happened to the defiant little spitfire back on the ship?" He asked playfully, though he really was curious.

LEMON WARNING!

Taking a slightly struggled breath, Athena released her worried breath and looked out around them at the open water. "I'm free out here, no worries, no fear like I thought I'd be not being near land. I know nothing about sailing and nothing about survival on the water, but I'm free out here. I don't feel like a caged bird, I can let myself be me… and me, well, I have a lot of fears of people and emotion… And you slithered in, back on Joker's boat, you got past my defenses, damn it!" she snapped, mostly at her stupidity and yanked her hands from his hold and backed away from him, walking around the sail away from him as he stalked after her, obviously and understandably confused. "Everything is shut down, I don't like it, I've had my defenses up for years, I was never meant to be in the League of Shadows because I'm weak and, and terrible, just downright terrible at everything. I crumbled back there, and right now, just from one damn touch. I swear I am losing-" Athena swallowed her words in seconds as her arm was grabbed firmly pulled back around to him, her back planted back against the metal mast, Jason's hands firmly holding her arms back from her body and in place against the mast gently with little force, her chest was forced to perk up against his hot body as he pressed himself flush against her, his face softly breathing against her lips, his green eyes looking her over as if his sight were a lovers feather dusting caress. The look in his eyes, the soft and peaceful expression his face held as he looked at her and the sun rising on them, the light kissing his face with light from the darkness he had suffered, it all had her breath freezing in her lungs.

Confused about what she was going on about as he followed after her ranting like a lunatic, Jason stopped in his steps as her words sank into him, hitting him hard. He'd gotten to her? Just with one touch back on Joker's ship? Feeling a rush of excitement at those words hitting him, Jason stepped after her quickly and grabbed her arm, stopping her in her pacing and spun her back around to face him, easing her back into the mast and trapping her between him and mast to keep her from running from him. He'd leaned into her, to kiss her as he should have on the ship, but stopped, looking into her eyes and trailing over her face to her lips, feeling the heat through the shirt she wore, knowing she had nothing underneath, her small breasts pressed firmly against him. She felt perfect his close to him, pressed against his body he hardly let anyone touch, and most of all. He felt at peace. And he liked it. He hadn't felt peace in a long time. Watching the rising sun illuminate her features, her dark, emerald, green eyes, her lips, and her golden blonde hair. Releasing one of her arms from his hold, he gently brushed his rough and scared knuckles up along her neck, his thumb brushing over the lips and jawline, and pressed his forehead to hers. His body erupted with chills of desire at the sudden feel of her small hands gently resting against his unclothed hips just above his sweatpants band, watching as if she moved slowly leaning upward onto her tiptoes. It felt like an eternity before he felt her soft lips pressing against his rough and scared lips. He knew he shouldn't have let it happen, he was so scared and damaged he didn't feel he was worth her time, her body, or her lips, but she felt so right, so perfect. It was like a light in his dark soul had been lit, a single candle in the darkness of his soul that was softly lighting his way on his long-lost path. She was sweet, light. Warmth. Perfection compared to him. Her hands gliding up his body slowly and wrapping around his neck as if she were sculpting him.

She didn't know why she did it, kissing him, but her body had moved and the heat rolling in her belly was lulling her to move further into him, to his lips that were so sweet against her own lips and taste buds. Her body trembled lightly with welcoming chills as his gentle and rough knuckles gently brushed over her jawline, his thumbs dusting over her lips. She wasn't nervous from the goosebumps along her body, nor the way her stomach lit with burning desire to kiss him, to go further just a little more as she trailed her hands up his chiseled abs and chest, up and over his pecks, feeling the goosebumps rolling along his body as her hands glided up his body, her fingertips gently brushing over his nipples as she reached his neck and wrapped her arms around him. Feeling his hands running slowly down her body as their kiss became more in-depth, Athena squeaked a little and giggled when his large hands ran over her behind and gently messaged her behind and he dipped his head further into their shared kiss and became more passionately aggressive, she was momentarily shocked when he suddenly cupped her butt and lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist. It was then she felt his erection against her, her back pressed firmly against the metal mast to help keep her up and against him as he ran his hands tenderly down her legs then back up around from her knees and under the shirt covering her from him and shimmed the bottom of the button-down shirt from around her waist and her unprotected core. Her body was lit with fire as he ran his warm hands up her legs and over her hips as he pressed himself against her, pulling a soft moan from her mouth that echoed into his mouth as he kissed her passionately.

Feeling the desire to continue, Jason knew he couldn't, one not on the deck in the rising morning when others were likely heading out as they were doing the tongue tango and practically already having sex right there against the mast, and two, she was, to his thinking, a virgin. Damian and Bruce would definitely not be happy about that. Then again, he didn't exactly care what Damian thought about his… Well, his sexual activities. And Jason knew Bruce couldn't exactly be that harsh against Jason's activities with Athena if it happened, because, well, at least she wasn't a remake of Talia, or her actual biological daughter, otherwise Jason may have really been in a load of trouble. Then again, he was in a load of trouble right now with the growing issue in his sweatpants currently rubbing against her. The sound of her moans echoing in his mouth was not helping him in his attempts to stop this before it went any further. Trailing heated kisses from her mouth and down her jaw, Jason suckled on a spot of her neck intensely before making his way towards her collar bone and just over one of her breasts, sucking the skin over her left breast where her heart hammered in her chest.

Feeling his lips trailing hot kisses from her lips, and down her jaw to her neck, suckling the skin as he went, and she tasted marvelous. Giving him full access to her neck and everything else willingly as he suckled the skin just above her nipple. Jason felt a thrum of heat burst through him as he dipped his head further down her chest, running the tip of his tongue over her erotic nipple, grinning and chuckling at the gasp that left her, her legs tightening around his hips, her thighs burning against the skin of his hips, digging herself closer to his throbbing cock as she arched her back, her chest going up to his mouth while he teased her fleshy mound and tender flesh, her fingers curling at the back of his neck and into his dark hair.

Athena gasping and moaned into his ear, her hips gently rubbing herself against him here and there as she felt her core and nub being rubbed, the heat and the tingling sensation his lips sent through her, the ways her body ignited further upon his tongue teasingly gliding across her nipple before claiming her breast into his mouth, his hands massaging her behind, grinding himself further into her burning and erotically aching core.

Hearing a rude horn off in the distance, Jason sucked in a deep breath before growling with aggravation. Releasing her breast from his mouth, he buried his face into the crook of her neck and groaned again and went back to nibbling the skin of her neck, almost laughing as she began to laugh and squirming against him, "I don't believe it, you're tickling, oh yeah, this will be fun. Yummy," Jason chuckled devilishly into her neck playfully, laughing along with her as he began to gently bite and held her firmly against the beam.

Laughing and giggling at being tickled yet still very horny as she rubbed against him, her legs opening further to him, her knees and thighs brushing up against his ribcage, his words breathed against her neck of her being ticklish while they were openly having dry-sex on the deck of the boat, her skin ran with goose-bumps as she sucked in another breath before returning to her soft laughter when he gently nibbled behind her ear.

He was shocked she hadn't dropped her legs from around him as he returned to playing, nibling behind her ear and rubbing and massaging her fit rear-end, in fact, she had managed to rub him enough he thought he was going to lose his eyes sight. Feeling a fiery ball of ecstasy sinking further and further in his belly and lower regions, Jason grunted a bit with some pain and ecstasy he had to grab ahold of her hips firmly to sill her before he unintentionally ejaculated. "Okay, have to stop, Athena, we have to stop," he whispered with husked pain. He really didn't want to stop, but, he did not want this to happen outside on board in full daylight still very close to the Docks. While Jason never had an issue being found with a woman or finishing their round of sex with another present, he felt wrong doing his usual practice in the full view of the public that was slowly waking up with now and pulling their boats from the docks as well as leaving the Harbor. Athena was not a prostitute, she wasn't a random fling, she was a virgin who'd been abandoned, left to fend for herself and knew the pains of loneliness, someone who looked at him like a guy, not a monster when they looked at the scars on his face, a woman who asked him what happened and actually cared to know, a woman that had his heart thumping irregularly from the moment he'd laid full eyes on her. Just like his heart was doing right then and there as he stared into her dark green eyes, the blissful light shining in her eyes, a look of hot, molten bliss that he himself felt more than anyone may never know. But he had to get them out of there. She was someone he wanted to have every night for as long as he possibly could.

Forcing himself to gather his strength too, Jason sighed and resting his brow to hers, brushing his nose across hers, "I'm sorry, believe me, I would be taking this below and ripping that shirt off of you and eating you up all day and having you scream," he whispered against her lips, his green eyes closing with a smile on his face at the image. "But we have to get out of here, further from the docks, further out to the open water. Once we're far enough, then we finish this."

Trying to breathe easy, Athena nodded weakly against his forehead, "Okay," while she did feel a little disappointed, she was mostly embarrassed she'd behaved like that. Trailing her hands down along his well-muscled arms as Jason carefully set her feet back against the cool boards of the deck, Athena breathed with memory, wanting to memorize this moment, thinking this was as far as it would ever go and resting her forehead against his chest, against his sternum as she took in a breath of his scent, feeling somewhat at peace. She gasped suddenly at the feel of a figure gliding under the front of the button-down shirt and between her folds, gently rubbing her swollen a hot clitoris. The jolt of ecstasy and shock had her legs weak that she had almost collapsed against him and the mast. Athena would have fallen had Jason not grabbed behind her leg and hoisted her leg up against his hip and pressed her back against the metal mast, opening her up to him as he continued to rub her. Her head bent back, her throat exposed as she sucked in breaths, her nails scratching along his bare arms, trying to hold herself up on the one leg, yet she was unable to, her knee bent weak from the bliss that sank his figure into her core had Athena swallowing back a mewed scream as he slowly pumped in and out of her, his head buried into her neck as he returned to nibbling and licking along her skin. "Ja-Jason," she moaned out, "I -I-Oh my god," she moaned, feeling a second figure being slipped in, taking a moment to try collecting her words again, she found it very difficult to talk, "I thought you-you said-"

"I know what I said, however, it seemed you needed reminding that I will be returning to this," he breathed his hot breath agonist her neck, brushing his lips along her skin and over her jawline, grinning at her closed eyes and the blissful look on her face that he swore made her glow. Jason dipping his head down to her lips, licking the tip of his tongue against her partially opened mouth before slipping his tongue in and running his tongue over hers, slowing each pump of his fingers into her. This was killing him! She was more than ready right there for him to just claim and ravage, but he wouldn't, not as the sun rose and them on deck this close to the Harbor. Claiming her lips once more, Jason darted his tongue into her mouth, tasted the warmth of her mouth as he slowly and painfully eased his fingers out of her, making sure to rub and glid across her aching clitorises and eased from the hot kiss that he knew should have been sinful for them both. He softly chuckled at the way her head did a dizzy spell motion, before sighing and resting her face back into his chest, her soft lips pressing soft and burning kisses to his bare skin, her figure tips feather dusting over his arms before wrapping around his abdomen and gripped ahold of his muscled back, pressing herself flush against him, his still very erected cock pressed against her with her leg still hooked over his hip. "You can't get rid of me now gorgeous,"

Softly laughter against his skin, her eyes closed at the warmth, the peace she felt in his arms, the safety she felt. "I don't think I'd ever be able to wish it," she breathed against his skin as he carefully lowered her leg down from previously being hooked at his hip.

Smiling, Jason kissed her temple and wrapped his arms around her. He knew it was definitely a moment of 'sudden' romance, though it was most likely what someone may call sudden interest and maybe clinginess. But he felt peace with her, and that was not something he had felt with anyone, ever. He'd been a teenager when Joker had killed him and Ra's had brought him back, his first time being with a woman had been a random act of hormonal repression after the fact that he'd simply gone after the first attractive woman with a nice set of legs willing to screw him and he'd never felt anything for the woman he'd slept with from the beginning or after. Yet Athena had sparked something in him, something he feared of losing if he let her go. He wasn't charming her to get between her legs or anything, he had been truthful, she wasn't getting rid of him. "Good, you should go get dressed, I'll be up here for some time, there's food in the cabin, you should eat also." He told her and watched her walked below deck, her legs still a bit wobbly, couldn't help grinning at her legs being weak at his touch, hell, he was weak in the knees at her touch, unfortunately, he had to walk to the steering so he could get them further out to open water.

Athena smiled as she cut up some of the fruit Jason had brought back from the marketplace after she'd dress, a blue two-piece bathing suit and a blue-green cotton tank-topped dress that fell just above her knees. Walking up the steps to take Jason a bowl of fruit to snack on himself, she was stopped when the radio at the station began to go off.

"Jason, it's Bruce, are you there? I repeat, Jason, are you there? Is Athena with you? Jason?"

"Thena? Thena, it's Damina, Thena answers us, please," Damian's voice said coming over the radio with worry.

Hearing the boy's voice had Athena's heart skipping and her body covered in chills with relief, Feeling herself tremble with relief, Athena used the small railing at the steps to help her walk up to the deck, "Jason! It's Bruce, Damian's alive!" She called rushing up to the deck.

Turning from the wheel, Jason looked at her with wide eyes, his breath catching in him before he dashed from the wheel and down the steps, missing a few steps as he went almost falling on his ass as he skidded to the radio, "D? D, is that you kid?" Jason called over the radio, his voice trembling with panic for the brat after the way Raven had left with him. He'd honestly feared Damina wouldn't have made it. He had to wonder though, how was the kid awake already, unless Raven took him to Zatanna or Constantine.

*** I know this chapter was very late, but I am glad to say that I finally have it up, though I do apologize for the prolonged absence. Thank you for reading, as well as all of your vast patience in me getting the latest chapter up. THANKS AGAIN! And have a great night/day!