Alfred was not happy. His wounds had been bandaged and his arm, bound in a sling, his deeper wounds stitched, and Jason and Roy were doing his work. Granted, it was difficult to do any house work with his arm in a sling, but he loathed being waited on.
Bruce, Dick, Tim, Damian, and The Question had gone on ahead to Italy, leaving Roy and Jason behind. Alfred had insisted that Jason and Roy should go, that he'd be fine by himself, but Jason insisted he'd rather stay behind and look after Alfred. Jason could seem cold, anti-social, and kind of an asshole, but even he had his soft spots and one of them was for Alfred; the man he saw as a grandfather figure. There was no way he was going to leave Alfred here alone, injured, after the last attack. As much as he'd have preferred to go with everyone else to Italy to investigate Vatican City, but he decided that Alfred needed him more.
Currently, the old man was sitting comfortable in an arm chair in one of the manor's lesser used sitting rooms. He had his feet propped up on a foot stool and was reading Artemis Fowl; The Last Guardian. Artemis Fowl was a favored novel series of his, a taste for which he'd spread to the whole rest of the family. He'd even spotted Damian with an Artemis Fowl novel once or twice.
"Here you are Alfred; a nice hot cup of Jasmine Tea with some Curried Chicken Tea Sandwiches," Jason called as he entered the sitting room and set the tray down on the side table on Alfred's right. Alfred glanced up from his book as Jason handed him a nice, hot cup of tea and gave it a whiff.
"Mmm, thank you, Master Jason. You still remember how I like it," Alfred replied, flashing a smile. Jason chuckled a bit and grabbed a cup himself, sitting down on the couch nearby and grabbing a sandwich.
"Of course I do, Alf. You think I'd forget that?" Jason asked, arching an eyebrow. He blew on his tea a bit to cool it down before taking a sip. "Your tea recipes helped me cope with a lot of shit after I first came back, y'know. Helped me sleep," Jason admitted.
"Well, I'm glad I could have been of service in some small way, indirectly," Alfred replied, picking up a sandwich. "Mmm, these are delicious, Master Jason. I must say, as much as I loathe others cooking in my kitchen, I really would love to taste more of your cooking." Jason chuckled in amusement, and then Roy jumped over the back of the couch, flopping down beside his boyfriend and kissing him on the jaw.
"Damn right! I could've gotten fat on Jaybird's cooking! It's amazing!" Roy replied cheerily. Alfred shot Roy a scathing glare at the red head for jumping over the couch. Roy shrunk back a bit; Batman's glare made him flinch, but Alfred's scared the crap out of him. "Sorry," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck nervously and flashing a sheepish grin.
"This is a manor, Master Roy. Not a barn. I may be injured, but if you ever jump over the furniture like that again, I'll break both your legs."
"Didn't Dick break the chandelier once?"
"You mean the chandelier that's no longer hanging from the roof near the stairs? Yeah. Dick broke it, then I broke it, then Tim broke it, and finally, Damian broke it, so it was never put up again," Jason explained, followed by a laugh. Roy grinned from ear to ear and shook his head, and even Alfred sported a smirk.
"Regardless, we do not use the furniture in such an uncivilized way," Alfred scolded. Roy shrunk back again and nodded like a child being lectured in school.
"Yes sir," he answered. The red head glanced down toward the coffee table and noticed an extra cup of tea and some extra sandwiches. He grinned to himself and got up off the couch and grabbed a cup and a sandwich, munching away happily while Jason and Alfred were content to read silently. He sipped his tea and made an 'mmm' sound.
"Mmmm, Cinnamon Tea! My favorite! Thanks Jaybird," Roy cheered, munching happily on his sandwich. Jason glanced up at the man from his book and flashed a smirk.
The room soon grew quiet again with both Alfred and Jason reading books. Alfred was comfortable in his arm chair with his feet propped up on the foot stool, and Jason was nestled into the corner of the couch. Roy on the other hand, was bored and fidgeting around. A lot. It wasn't that he didn't like reading, it was just he didn't feel like reading right now.
"Roy, if you're bored, go find something to do. You're ruining the silence," Jason said evenly without looking up from his book. Roy pouted a little and scooted closer to Jason.
"Aw, but then I can't hang out with my little Jaybird," Roy teased with a grin, placing his hand on the top of his book. Jason glanced up at him with a glare.
"First, you call me 'Little Jaybird' again, and I'll yank out your vocal cords," Jason said, marking his page with a bookmark "and second," he said, closing the book on Roy's fingers. Roy yelped and pulled his fingers back, shaking his hand and pouting at Jason "don't touch my books while I'm reading."
"Okay, fine! I'll go play with my toys in the Batcave!" Roy replied with a childish grin as he hopped off of the couch and made his way down to the cave. When he got there, he immediately started gathering up some parts and went back to the work bench. It really was pretty amazing; Bruce had a little bit of almost everything!
Of course, not ten minutes later, he became keenly aware of Jason's presence behind him.
"Hey Jaybird. Done reading?" Roy asked. Jason patted Roy's shoulder and looked over him at what he was working on.
"Yeah. I just wanted to…spend a little more time with you, y'know," Jason replied, sporting a light blush. Roy stopped what he was working on and set it aside, then looked up toward Jason.
"Oh yeah?" he asked flashing a smirk. Jason frowned a little and rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
"Yeah. I mean…It's not like we've done much together lately, outside of kicking heads in or-"
"Or almost dying?"
"Yeah, or almost dying," Jason conceded, earning a snicker of amusement from the red head.
"You talked with Alfred?" Roy asked, arching an eyebrow. Jason blushed a bit more but nodded, conceding the fact.
"Okay, yeah. We talked...which is what we do, he and I...and he convinced me we need to...do stuff. Stuff that's not all doom and gloom, or beating the fuck out of people that deserve it," Jason replied, his lips canting upward slightly into a smirk. Roy snorted with barely contained laughter.
"Oh, you're so eloquent, Jaybird," he teased.
"Fuckin' bite me, Harper," Jason replied with a little pout and a hint of tease. "Well," Jason went on, tugging Roy out of the chair and settling his hands on the man's hips.
"What d'you say? Think you can put aside your toys for a little bit and-" Jason began, interrupted when Roy yanked him forward by the front of his shirt and pressed his lips against the other's in a deep kiss.
"You talk too much," Roy said with a grin as he pulled away. Jason grinned widely and stole another kiss.
"That's my line," he answered, shoving his hands up underneath Roy's shirt and kissing him again. It was clumsy and sloppy, the two of them all hands. They parted long enough to peel off each other's shirts, but then they were back at each other again, hands touching and feeling every inch of skin, lips melting together. Jason started kissing a trail down Roy's neck, to his collarbone and bit him lightly, earning a gasp from the red head.
"This isn't exactly what I originally had in mind, but it'll do," Jason muttered with a sultry grin. "You got lube?" Jason asked, unbuttoning Roy's jeans, pulling down the zip with his teeth. The two of them locked eyes and Roy felt his dick harden instantly. He groaned and ran a hand through Jason's hair.
"Fuck yeah. Keep a small tube handy, just in case. Right pocket," he breathed. Jason dug through Roy's pocket while he mouthed Roy's cock through his underwear, pulling a gasp out of the man. Jason got to his feet and turned Roy around, leaning around him and clearing off the table with a swipe of his hands, tools and parts clattering to the floor. He shoved the red head down and pulled his boxers down, to his knees, and lubed up his fingers, thrusting them inside the man roughly.
"Nnngh, damn, I love it when you gimme the rough treatment. It's hot," Roy muttered with a pleasured groan as Jason struck his prostate with his fingers.
"Yeah?" Jason asked with a smug grin, rubbing and pressing his fingers over the man's prostate. Roy groaned underneath him, squirming a bit under Jason's ministrations.
"C'mon, stop teasin'," Roy pleaded, his voice already thick with lust and desire. Jason grinned and did it again; Roy yelped in response, hips bucking against the table and his cock leaking. "God dammit Jay, please," Roy whimpered, his head thudding against the table a little. Jason hastily dug through his pocket for a condom, ripping it open with his teeth, then undid the button and the fly on his jeans, shoving them down to his knees. He rolled the condom onto his length, then he grabbed Roy's hips and pressed the tip of his dick against Roy's hole, lining himself up.
"You ready Roytoy?" Jason asked, thumbs stroking gently over his skin. Roy, whose face was buried in the crook of his arm, gave a thumbs up in response. Jason bit his lip and slowly pushed his way inside. Roy whimpered and moaned as Jason's thick length slowly penetrated him, bracing himself against the table.
Jason gripped Roy's hips righter, one hand sliding gently up and down his side as he pounded into the red head. Jason grunted with effort, leaning over Roy's back and fucking into him hard.
"C'mon Roy, I wanna hear you," Jason breathed, reaching forward with one hand to brush gently against his neck, beside his face. Roy whimpered and lifted his head out of the crook of his arm, giving a whine as the head of Jason's dick brushed against his prostate.
"Nngh, Jaybird, please," Roy whined when Jason slowed his movements. With one hand, Jason enlaced his fingers with Roy's on the table, while the other slid off his hip, fingers wrapping around Roy's throbbing cock, slick with pre.
"Please what, Roy?" Jason asked softly, resisting the urge to just slam Roy into the damn table. Roy whined, trying to push back onto Jason's cock, but Jason held him tight against the table, preventing him from moving. "Uh, uh, uh. That's cheating. Tell me what you want," Jason whispered in his ear, lips curling into a sly grin.
"P-please. Fuck me, Jay. Fuck me," Roy breathed out, squeezing Jason's fingers. Jason pressed a gentle kiss to the back of Roy's neck, than slowly started to stroke the man's cock, the glide up and down made easier with the pre he was leaking.
"That's what I like to hear," Jason replied, slamming into Roy hard and pulling a loud moan out of him. Jason rose up to his full height, untangling his and Roy's fingers to grip his hip. He fucked into Roy hard, while he other hand pumped his leaking length in time with his thrusts. Roy was reduced to a whimpering, moaning mess, a staccato of "please" and "fuck", and Jason's favorite "Jay".
"Jay! Jason! Jaybird, I'm-I'm gonna cum! Please!" Roy cried out. Jason leaned heavily against Roy's back, once more enlacing their fingers together while he fucked him.
"C'mon Roytoy, you can do it," Jason whispered in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe. Roy bit his lip and squeeze Jason's fingers.
"Nnngh, God I love you," Roy cried out.
"I know," Jason replied with a grin as he slammed home one last time before he came, still thrusting inside of Roy hard while he rode out his orgasm.
"I love you too," he whispered in the other's ear. And with that, Roy came hard, following Jason over the edge in a cry of pleasure. Jason sighed and pressed feather light kisses on the back of Roy's neck and shoulder as the two of them lay there, breathing heavy, basking in the afterglow.
"God damn," Roy breathed. Jason simply grunted in agreement. He slowly pulled out of Roy, the other whimpering lightly, and collapsed to the cold cave floor with his pants and underwear still around his knees, but with absolutely 0 fucks to give about it. He pulled off the condom and tossed it into the trash can beside the work desk, which was filled mostly with discarded blue prints and roughly drawn ideas and designs.
As for Roy, the man groaned and finally found the energy to pull his underwear and pants back up, fastening the button again. He dropped down beside Jason and heaved a contented sigh. Jason finally pulled up his own pants, but otherwise, he just continued to lay their, content.
"Hey," Roy muttered, playfully nudging Jason's side. Jason propped himself up on his elbows and Roy nodded toward the Batmobile. "You wanna fuck in the Batmobile?" he asked with a cheeky grin. Jason arched an eyebrow, glancing back and forth between Roy and the Batmobile. The old man would be pissed if he found out.
"I'm game. Let's do it," he replied with a grin, leaning in and kissing Roy, their lips melting together in a passionate kiss.
"Old man'll be pissed if he finds out though," Roy pointed out with a smirk.
"Adventure," Jason replied.