The sound of jingling filled the apartment as Jason Todd fumbled with his keys. He was blindly searching for the doorknob, too distracted to think about the horrible scraping sound it made between the two metals. It was, after all, hard to look at the door knob when there was a smoking hot redhead sucking on your lower lip and your pants were getting extremely tight.

How did they get here?

She'd been at Wayne Manor, celebrating Thanksgiving. Jason had neglected to go, even though he secretly wished he could eat Alfred's food every day for the remainder of his life.

There had been wine, and someone may have gotten a bit drunk and asked to come over. At which point, Jason had watched the slightly intoxicated Barbara Gordon climb out of the second story window of the guest room. Then, she'd proceeded to play with his pants while he drove the entire way back to his apartment. Barbara hadn't even made it out of the car without shoving her tongue down his throat.

And here they were.

He turned his head so that her wine flavored lips couldn't reach his in an attempt to turn his attention towards the seemingly unlockable door. Unfortunately, her lips moved to his neck in the delectable way possible, gently sucking on his pulse.

"Oh, hey there," he said, a large grin moving its way across his face. "You wanna let me open the door?"

Barbara giggled into his neck. "No one's stopping you, Jay," she said, her words only slightly slurred. Her fingers wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to her and fiddling with the hair that grew there.

Jason took a deep breath and turned around. This proved to be no better than facing Barbara though. She wrapped her arms around his midsection, dipping her fingers slightly below his belt. He leaped forward, finally pushing the keys into the hole and opening his apartment.

Upon entering the apartment, Barbara grasped Jason's face in her hands and with a surprising grip held him tight. She kissed him hard enough that he stumbled backwards into the apartment, and Babs slammed the door shut behind them. He fell backwards, over the arm of the couch, landing on his back with his feet hanging over the edge. Barbara's weight thudded down on top of him, pushing all the air out of his chest.

When he'd left his apartment to pick Barbara up, he'd simply thrown on a hoodie and some sweats. Jason was in such a hurry that he'd neglected to turn off the TV, or any of his lights.

But none of that mattered now. Barbara freaking Gordon was laying on top of him, clinging to the collar of his hoodie kissing him like it was the last thing she'd ever do. He placed his hands on her hips, feeling the way she was grinding him through his sweatpants. Judging by her grin, she felt how it was affecting him.

"Is that for me?" she asked, pulling her face mere centimeters away from his. He smiled, resting his head back against the couch cushion. He closed his eyes, thinking of a response as Barbara's lips returned to his neck, using teeth to scrape against the flesh on his neck.

Jason groaned at her touch. He moved his head upwards, allowing her more room to kiss his neck. She made her way down his neck, until she was licking and biting his collar bones. He sighed. It was for this reason alone that Jason Todd loved the holidays.

Barbara's hand snaked down in between their bodies, and her fingers curled around his erection. Jason jumped a little, a sharp gasp of surprise elicited from his mouth. Barbara giggled.

"You know, Jay," she said. She didn't sound nearly as drunk as she really was. "I'm pretty drunk right now." Her mouth was less than an inch away from his ear now. He could feel her breath on the back of his neck and it was only turning him on more. "I think you should take advantage of me." She twisted her wrist around his member, over his pants. For once in his life he was grateful he hadn't worn jeans.

He sighed into her ear. "Oh I will," he said, wrapping one arm around her midsection and swinging his legs over the edge of the couch. He switched their positions, placing her beneath him and wedging his own body in between her legs. "I'm gonna fuck you, and then I'm going to give you some aspirin, a glass of water, and put you to bed so that I can laugh as loudly as I want at you in the morning."

Barbara laughed. "Ohhh, talk dirty to me some more, Jay bird."

Jason flinched at the nickname, as no one had called him that since he was Robin. But he didn't mention it, and he made good on both of his promises.

Bright morning light shone through the curtains. Why had someone left the curtains open? Barbara's eyes creaked open, almost as unwilling to wake up as Barbara was. Her body was wrapped in soft sheets, and nothing else. How had she ended up naked?

"Goooooooooooooood morning!" The door swung open to reveal Jason Todd, with a strangely happy grin on his face. Especially for it being so early. He carried a glass of water in one hand, and a mug of what smelled like coffee in the other. And for whatever reason, he was singing uncomfortably loudly. "How is my beautiful Bat doing today?" he asked.

Barbara squinted her eyes as he sat down on the bed. "She has a headache. How much did I drink last night?" she asked, accepting the glass of water that she was offered.

Jason laughed. "I don't know how much you drank, but I know you were incredibly drunk." He rubbed her back while she drank the water. "And I know you're probably extremely hungover today." She nodded, never disconnecting her lips from the glass as she chugged the water. "I also know now that you're into some pretty fun stuff while you're drunk," he said, winking and standing from the bed.

She choked on her water a little bit.

"Did we have sex last night?!" She called as he exited the room.

"Not telling!" he responded, closing the door behind him.

She pouted at the now empty room. "Jason!"