A/N For Batfam Week 2020

Day 6 Prompts: Fluff | Take Your Child to Work Day | Magic/Fantasy AU

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Jason woke up with a snuggly, hot blonde in his arms, and as he kissed the top of Steph's sleeping head, he thought to himself that this had to be, without a doubt, the best morning of his life. Better than the first day he woke up in Wayne Manor after being adopted by Bruce; better than the morning after his first night out as Robin; and way better than the other morning in the motel when Junior Robin was sleeping in the next bed over preventing him from doing what he'd really wanted to do with his Batgirl.

Steph shifted a little in her sleep and Jason squeezed his arms around her tighter as she lay passed out on his chest, naked and warm and his. He was going to have to buy a waffle iron, he suddenly thought, so he could make her breakfast sometimes. And the vision of cooking waffles for his girl in their tiny kitchen in their beat-up Narrows gas station-apartment that Steph somehow considered genuinely nice made Jason feel so happy that he almost couldn't breathe for a minute.

"I feel you smiling," she mumbled sleepily against his chest, making him chuckle. Because she was smiling too with her eyes closed as she hugged him tighter and tried to snuggle even closer into his receptive body.

"You'd better get used to it," Jason teased her, trailing a hand up and down her back in lazy strokes. "You're making me too damn happy to be a grumpy asshole anymore."

"Good," Steph giggled, opening her eyes and shifting her head so she could look up at him. "Experiencing that once from you was more than enough."

"I'm sorry," Jason said immediately, feeling guilty again about how he'd bitched Steph out after he'd had to save her ass from getting killed, but Steph just craned her neck forward to give him a closed-mouth kiss.

"Considering how you've apologized for it, I'd say you're more than forgiven," she said lovingly.

Jason met her eyes with heat and bent down to kiss her again, but Steph drew her mouth back when he tried to use tongue.

"Morning breath!" she scolded him. "Keep it closed, mister." Jason laughed but he complied and after a few more somewhat chaste kisses, he rolled Steph onto her back and started kissing the rest of her face, instead, as Steph ran her fingers through his hair and massaged behind his ears.

He moaned appreciatively when she hit a good spot and she smiled as she felt his already hard cock respond. Jason's lips were hot and wet and trailing over her throat as one hand found her breast and the other slipped down to her core, dipping into her slit and drawing slow, sensuous strokes up and down her folds.

"Fuck, Jason," Steph groaned as he teased her by not quite hitting her clit with each upward stroke, despite her urgently wiggling hips. "Babe!" Steph protested, dropping her hands from his head to clutch at his back in an attempt to gain some leverage to find his fingers. Jason laughed softly.

"Don't lie, Blondie," he said as he teased her nipple between his fingers. "The build up feels good, doesn't it? The way you want it so bad."

"Jason!" Steph whimpered, digging her nails into his back and bending down to bite his shoulder. Jason moaned deep in his throat and began attacking her throat with little sucking nips which only served to drive Steph crazier as his lazy, unwilling fingers relentlessly avoided the spot that she wanted him to hit so badly.

"Goddamit, Jason," Steph panted as she felt the beginnings of a crazy orgasm tingling in her wet and needy pussy.

"There it is," Jason murmured, plunging several fingers deep into her at the same time that he finally probed her clit with his thumb.

"God!" Steph shrieked as she began frantically humping his hand, practically crying with relief even before her orgasm hit as his callused thumb rubbed circles around her swollen and throbbing nub.

She felt her eyes roll back into her head as the storm gathered, every aching, desperate need converging at once inside of her and suddenly striking her with a bolt of lightning as she moaned and splintered apart on Jason's rough fingers that never stopped helping her ride the wave as burst after burst of pulsing heat shot through her. Needy whines were coming out of her throat as she ground against his pounding digits that were hitting her right there in the perfect place, making her g-spot convulse in spasms as she began to squirt and leak all over his fingers.

"That's it, baby. I got you," Jason was murmuring as he massaged her breast and pumped her through aftershock upon aftershock until Steph was a whimpering, sniffling mess.

"God, you're so fucking beautiful," Jason said to her, finally reaching his hand up to her jaw to force her to look at him. Steph smiled up at him and it was like a ray of sunshine pierced every dark corner of his soul. He pressed his lips to hers in a quick kiss before rolling over to grab a condom.

Steph just lay there half-dazed while he put it on, and then he was sliding into her, his eyes inches from hers as he hovered over her and stroked her face and then he was kissing her and fucking her and Steph had never felt so perfect in her life. Or so loved, if she was being honest.

Oh, Tim had loved her at one point, and for a long time, too, but they'd never had sex and here, now, with Jason? She knew they hadn't said it yet; hell, she hadn't even thought it until now and they'd only just started dating, but… looking into Jason's eyes Steph knew that they didn't need to worry about rushing to name what was blossoming between them; they both felt it, and they both knew that the other one felt it, and that was all that mattered.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him as he fucked her slow and sweet, nibbling at her lips and maintaining eye contact and Steph sighed up into him, moaning with little blissful noises and gasps as they rocked their hips together, drawing the moment out.

"You want me to hold you down?" Jason asked her after a few minutes of sweet, romantic fucking. He chuckled as he felt her pussy clench around his cock before she could even answer.

"That's a yes," Steph giggled. Jason grinned and gently took her hands in his and stretched them over her head, interlocking his fingers with hers before pressing them tightly into the mattress and shifting his hips around to find better leverage.

Steph sighed happily as he let more of his body weight fall on her. He brushed her ear with his lips before he started thrusting hard and fast, making her scream as she writhed against him.

"Oh, fuck!" Steph yelled a minute later as another orgasm ripped through her. Jason held her tight and fucked her even harder for a few seconds until he came, too, moaning into her ear with the deepest sound of satisfaction.

He collapsed on her chest when he finished, releasing her hands so he could lightly cuddle her instead. Steph cradled his head against her and wrapped her legs around him to keep him inside her for a few more minutes in their afterglow.

"I'm so happy you're moving in," Jason mumbled against her neck. Steph giggled softly.

"Me, too," she said as she rubbed the back of his now sweaty head. She pressed little kisses onto his forehead as he emitted happy little purrs, which Steph was quite sure that he'd prefer to classify as growls or moans or grunts, but she couldn't help it if he was purring in her arms like a contented cat.

"We can shower together today, right?" Jason asked her after a minute with a playful grin when he finally raised his head up to look at her. Steph raised her eyebrows.

"Yes," she said slowly. "But don't tell me you're already ready for more."

"No," Jason grumbled, "but that doesn't mean I don't want my hot, naked girl getting all wet and soapy in the shower with me." She giggled.

"Ok," she said. "I wouldn't mind seeing a wet and soapy naked Red Hood, either."

"You love that Red Hood look, huh," Jason teased her as he got up and threw the condom out.

"Uh, yeah," Steph said. "Have you seen yourself in that outfit? You're damn hot. Even when I thought you were a mean and cranky asshole, I thought that," she said as she followed him out of bed to the bathroom.

"I seem to recall someone telling me on the way to Operation Cownap that she wasn't that into me," Jason said with a raised eyebrow and a little smirk as he turned the hot water on in the shower.

"Well, I wasn't," Steph said primly. "You were mean. And scary. And not in a good way," she winked. "Lust alone is not enough for me to be into someone," she said.

"Uh huh," Jason said, giving her a look. "Well," he said after a pause. "Maybe I can believe that. Because you did date the Replacement, after all," he snickered. "Not much to lust after there," he said as Steph threw a roll of toilet paper at him.

"Don't be an asshole," Steph said, although she was giggling a little bit. "You're going to have to make peace sometime with the fact that your brother is my ex, you know."

Jason sighed.

"Why'd he break up with you, anyway?" he asked her as they got into the shower. "Aside from the fact that he's a moron. Not that I'm complaining about it," he said, handing her the shampoo.

Steph frowned. Hard.

"He said he couldn't trust me anymore," she said grimly as she began to lather up her hair. Jason spluttered out a disbelieving laugh.

"What?" he said. "Blondie, you're the most openly sincere, good-hearted person I've ever met. I barely know you and I know that. What the fuck?"

Steph sighed as Jason began to shampoo his hair, too.

"Apparently it's ok for Tim to do everything B asks him to, including keeping secrets from me, but if I do the same thing, he can't forgive me," Steph said. Jason whistled.

"That's low."

"Yeah," Steph muttered. "I gave him more than one chance to get over it, too," she said miserably. "But in the end…" she trailed off for a minute. "He broke my heart, Jase," she said, looking right into his eyes.

"Irreparably," she added, bringing her palm up to lay it gently on his face, which actually looked sympathetic towards her. "No matter how much Tim might apologize in the future or claim he wants me back one day, I will never be able to love him the way that I used to," she said. "And I could never get back in a relationship with him with the ghost of what I used to feel haunting me. It would hurt too much."

"I'm sorry, Blondie," Jason said honestly. "I mean, I'm not sorry you're with me. And I'm definitely not sorry you don't ever want to go back to him," he grinned. "But I'm sorry you had to go through that on top of everything else that happened to you," he said more seriously, pulling her into a wet hug. "You didn't deserve that," he said and Steph sniffed against his shoulder.

"You're so good to me, Jason," she said as she hugged him back.

"You're good to me, too," he said, cuddling her close. "I know what the rest of the Bats think of me," he muttered. "And they're not really wrong."

"You're a good person, though," Steph argued, turning to look at him. "Yeah, you kill people. But only evil people," she said with a little shrug. "It could be a lot worse." Jason let out a slow laugh.

"That's one way to look at it, I guess," he said, giving her a kiss before moving her under the water so she could rinse her hair out as he grabbed the soap.

"I mean, what's worse?" Steph asked him practically. "Killing rapists or killing poor innocent cow calves because we love eating pizza?"

"Steph!" Jason giggled. "You are not gonna turn us into vegans. No. Not happening, babe," he laughed. "No more guilt trips."

"I'm just saying," Steph said with a grin. "Technically Bruce is a worse killer than you are because at least you and me have atoned for a little of our unrighteousness by stealing some cows," she said. "Has Bruce done that? No, he has not. He has innocent blood on his hands."

"Innocent beef," Jason said. "And dairy products."

"Exactly," Steph said, nodding her head. "And the next time he comes after you for killing some criminal, I am going to get Damian to remind him of his sins."

"I love you, babe," Jason laughed. Steph's breath caught in her throat and her heart began to pound. Jason was bending down to give her a kiss before he even realized what he'd said. He froze and stared at her nervously.

"Um," he said. And actually blushed a little bit. "Too soon?" he asked her sheepishly. "Shit," he said, running a hand through his wet hair. Steph's eyes were wide and that was making a hollow pit empty out in his stomach as his brain started screaming at him about how stupid he was until Steph blinked and smiled.

"Not too soon," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and standing on her tiptoes so she could kiss him. "I love you, too," she said as Jason's breath flew out of him in a massive sigh of relief. "You stole my heart and the cows," Steph added and Jason groaned as she giggled against his mouth.

"Is this what I have to look forward to?" he asked her as he held her around the waist. "A lifetime of cheesy one-liners?"

"Pretty much," Steph said, grinning. Jason grinned back at her.

"I'm good with that," he said, bumping his wet nose into hers.

"I was thinking," Jason said when they got out of the shower, "since we have Bruce's truck, maybe we should swing by your place and grab your stuff to move you in before we return it. If you want to," he said. Steph's eyes lit up.

"Yes! Totally," she said happily. "Well, if my mom is around so you can meet her," she said. "She would not forgive me for moving out without introducing you to her, first. I'll text her," she said, grabbing her phone off the dresser.

"Do you have any extra duffel bags or boxes we can use to pack my stuff in?" Steph asked him as she typed.

"I have a couple bags here," Jason said, thinking. "The liquor store ought to have empty boxes; we can go pick up a bunch on the way. How much stuff do you have?" he asked her.

"Not a huge amount," Steph said. "Kid from the Narrows, remember?" she said easily and Jason smiled at her. "Plus I'm in college," she said.

"Bruce isn't paying for that?" Jason asked her in surprise.

"Well, he is," Steph said. "The tuition, although he made it look like a scholarship. And I live at home so I don't have rent. But between classes and Batgirl, I can only work part-time so I don't have a lot of spending money and my mom's single so it's not like we have a lot of extra."

"What kind of job do you have?" Jason asked her curiously. Steph glanced at him from under her eyelashes.

"I might, um, be a campus security guard," she giggled.

"No," Jason said, laughing. "You kick anybody's butts yet, Blondie?" She sighed.

"It's kind of annoying, actually," she said. "They call it the police auxiliary, for the student workers. And basically all you do is walk around campus in pairs with people who call for a safe escort back to their cars after their night classes."

"I really wish someone would try to mug us, once," she lamented. "It's so freakin' boring, especially when I know I could be out there as Batgirl doing more good. I'm literally counting the minutes each night until I can rush home and put the suit on."

"How much does it pay?" Jason said.

"Ten dollars an hour," Steph said. "It's pretty good for a student job." Jason gave her a look.

"Quit," he said. Steph raised an eyebrow at him.

"Quit?" she asked him suspiciously.

"Baby, I score more than enough money as Red Hood for both of us," he said, sliding his arms around her waist. "Let me be your sugar daddy," he said as he started nuzzling her neck. "Quit that awful job and let your man take care of you," he teased her.

"Mm, well, since you asked so nicely," Steph laughed into him. "Twist my arm, why don't you. But don't tell my mom I'm quitting it, ok? She'll worry."

"It'll be our secret," Jason said. "Among all of our other secrets," he laughed. Steph groaned.

"Don't remind me," she said. "I feel so guilty that my mom found out about me being Spoiler before, with… you know." Black Mask, she didn't have to say out loud, and Jason nodded. "My mom would never understand me being Batgirl," Steph said.

"She won't have to," Jason said, rubbing her arm gently.

Steph's phone buzzed with an incoming text and she smiled as she read it.

"My mom's home and she said she'll make us waffles if we come over now," Steph said happily.

"Well, clearly that's a 'yes,'" Jason said with a grin.

Crystal Brown already had the waffle batter made by the time Jason and Steph pulled up in Bruce's pickup truck which they had loaded with empty boxes from the corner liquor store. She opened the door for them as they made their way in with arms loaded up.

"Stephanie Brown!" her mother scolded her gently. "I can't believe the first I hear of your new boyfriend is when you're moving in with him," she said as she took the boxes from Steph and set them down by the front door. Steph gave an exaggerated sigh.

"There's a thing called privacy, mom," she said. "I wasn't gonna tell you about him until it was serious."

"Well, I'd say moving in together is pretty serious," her mom said dryly. "Come here, boyfriend, let me look at you," she said to Jason, who had just finished stacking all of his boxes on the floor along with the empty duffel bags.

"This is Jason," Steph said.

"Jason Peters," Jason Todd replied, reaching out to shake Crystal's hand.

"Crystal Brown," Steph's mom said, looking Jason over critically as they shook hands. His stomach clenched with unexpected nerves as badly as when he used to be Robin and was worried about disappointing Bruce.

"Well, come on in and sit down, you two," was all Crystal said, though. "I'll start the waffles. Coffee?" she asked.

"Yes, please," Jason said and Steph said "I'll get it," as she led Jason over hand-in-hand to the small dinette next to the kitchen. As Jason took in the mismatched chairs, he noticed the peeling and faded flowered wallpaper in the kitchen and the chipped vintage tiles on the floor, which were covered with duct tape to block the asbestos. An old Narrows trick, Jason knew, thinking back to his own childhood home.

There were some framed 8x10 school photos of little Steph on the walls but they were hung haphazardly, and Jason would lay money down that they were covering holes. He felt himself start to relax a little bit. This was the environment he was used to. Wayne Manor and its museum-like rooms and designer bedrooms had always made him feel uncomfortable, like he was living in a movie set instead of real life. But Steph's house? This felt like home. He liked it.

"So, what kind of work do you do, Jason?" Crystal asked him as she ladled batter into the hot waffle iron. "Or are you in school," she asked suspiciously.

"Oh, no, I work," Jason said easily. "For the government. I'm a technical writer."

"Oh!" Steph's mom said, sounding pleasantly surprised. "A government job. That's wonderful," she said with warmth in her voice. "Good benefits."

"Yes," Jason said, smiling at Steph, "and good job security. I get to work from home, too, most of the time," he said.

"And where do you live?" Crystal asked. "How far away are you taking my baby from me?"

"Mom," Steph groaned, but Jason smiled.

"You know the old gas station a few blocks over on Fourth and Monroe?" he asked her.

"Sure," her mom said.

"I bought it cheap at an auction a few years ago and fixed up the apartment over it."

"Steph!" her mom said in surprise, but sounding happy. "You're from the Narrows?" she asked Jason, assessing him again but with a more approving look in her eye as he nodded. "Well, thank God," she said with feeling, causing Steph's eyes to go wide.

"Why, thank God?" Steph asked her curiously. Crystal shook her head as she lifted the first waffle out of the iron.

"You two take this one," she said before answering and Steph took a second plate and cut the waffle in half.

"Look, honey, I know you loved that rich boy," Crystal said as she started another waffle, "but I knew from the beginning how that was going to end."

"What do you mean?" Steph said, freezing in place as her chin wobbled a little bit. Her mom sighed and looked at Jason significantly before looking back at her daughter.

"Rich people don't appreciate what they have," her mom said knowingly. "To them, everything's disposable. That boy was sweet enough when he was an insecure kid but then he grew up and did what they all do. He decided you weren't worth any more than the next girl and threw you out like yesterday's garbage."

"Mom," Steph said in a raw voice, tears now forming in her eyes. Jason stood up and wrapped his arms around her from behind, but he met her mom's eyes with a quiet understanding.

"Now, baby," her mom said, coming up to her and cupping her face with her hands. "Of course it hurts. Hell, you lived through that hurt," she said, patting Steph's cheek. "But now you've got a man who knows what he's got and is going to value you," she said, looking up at Jason with a warm smile. "He's a keeper, baby girl," she said.

"But I don't need to tell you that," Crystal said as the waffle iron beeped and she went back to plate up the second one. "You were raised here, too. You know not to spit on what's good."

"Yeah," Steph mumbled in agreement, turning to face Jason with love in her eyes, despite the tears from her mom's blunt truth. Jason pulled her into a tight hug and rubbed her back soothingly.

"You kids sit down and eat your waffles while they're hot," her mom scolded.

Later that afternoon, when Steph and Jason had finished unloading her modest possessions into their apartment, he pulled her onto the couch with him and cuddled his arms around her.

"I'm sorry your mom was so brutal today," he said with empathy, stroking her hair a little bit and kissing her forehead.

"That's my mom," Steph sighed. "When I was pregnant, she did not hold back from telling me to get an abortion. Multiple times."

"Ouch," Jason said. "That's rough, baby. I'm sorry. I can see why moving in with me was so appealing." Steph looked up at him.

"That's not why," she said softly before pressing a kiss to his lips. Jason felt his heart melt as he took his time kissing his girl back before scooping her legs up to position her in his lap.

"Time to negotiate tv shows," he said with a grin, reaching for the remote.

"Oh, it's on," said Steph with pleasure. "I hope you're a nerd." Jason looked slightly embarrassed.

"I read Harry Potter," he mumbled.

"That'll do, Hood," said Steph with a bright smile, curling closer into his chest. "That'll do."

A/N See ya soon, Batreaders, for the drawn-out conclusion of Batfam Week 2020 and JaySteph's tale of cow-naps and romance. Our final prompt for Day 7 is Nightmares.