Prompt: None. I just felt like writing this. x)
Dick: 33
Jason: 30
Kaden: 8
Jason growled as he climbed in through the window, soaked from head to toe as the rain poured down heavily outside. He cursed and pulled off his helmet, throwing it across the room in frustration. Dick, alerted by the sound, came out of the bedroom, pulling on a black t-shirt; he'd just gotten back home from patrol himself.
"Jason? What's wrong?" Dick asked softly, approaching the man carefully. It wasn't that he was afraid, it was just that, when he was this angry, it was best to approach the situation with caution. Jason had gotten better at controlling his anger, and these days it took a lot to push him to this point, so something bad must've happened. Jason spun on the spot, raking a hand through his hair as he took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
"That fucking asshole-" Bruce, Dick immediately guessed "-screwed up my god damn mission!" Jason cursed, pacing a little but. Bruce had messed up a few of Jason's missions before, and he'd never gotten this angry, so it had to have been more than that. In all fairness, the two of them still had a bit of a communication problem, especially when it came to their missions.
Jason turned back to Dick again and threw his arms in the air, words failing him as he attempted to calm himself yet again. Dick sighed sympathetically and touched Jason's shoulder. After a few seconds, he stripped the man of his soaked, black leather jacket without so much as a fuss, and hung it on the coat rack.
"It's more than that, Jay. Talk to me," Dick whispered, wrapping his arms around the man's waist. His shirt was a little wet, but the jacket got the brunt of it. It didn't matter though, because Jason needed this. Jason heaved a sigh, peeling off his gloves and kicking off his boots, then scrubbed his face with his hands.
"That self-righteous prick. He feels this excessive need to remind me of my past mistakes," Jason snapped, pulling away from Dick and retreating to the bedroom. Dick let him go, but followed after him, keeping silent, letting the man talk, letting him get it out. "yeah, I've killed people. Even tried killing him a couple times, but I've changed," Jason said, spinning around on the spot. "I've been fucking trying to clean up my act! But it's never going to be good enough for that fuck!"
"What he thinks, shouldn't matter though, Jaybird," Dick replied, stopping before the man and giving him a supportive smile. He cupped the man's jaw and gently brushed his thumb over his cheek. Jason sighed and leaned into the touch. "You know Bruce; he can be a complete jerk and god knows how many times he and I have argued. He just..." Dick paused for a moment and bit his lip, thinking back to all the times he and Bruce had argued. "He knows us too well. He knows where to hit us to make it hurt. You know he doesn't mean it, and he'll probably apologize in his own, unapologetic way." Jason snorted in amusement; there was truth to those words.
"Yeah, I guess. It's just so god damn-"
"Frustrating?" Dick filled in with a small smile. Jason smiled slightly, having calmed at last, and gave a nod. "Well, he wouldn't be Bruce if he wasn't an insufferable jerk at times." Jason chuckled at the comment, nodding at the truth in the words. Suddenly, he found himself falling back onto the bed and gave a yelp of surprise. Dick flashed him a rather seductive grin as he knelt down in front of the man.
"Kaden's visiting Roy and Lian, so we've got the place to ourselves," Dick said softly, pushing Jason's shirt up a little and kissing the skin there, just above the pantline. "Bruce might sometimes be an unappreciative ass, but I..." he paused for a moment, pulling down the zipper on Jason's jeans "I'll show you how much I appreciate you." Jason groaned slightly, propping himself up on his elbows to watch. He bit his lip as he watched his husband unzip his pants with his teeth. Dick locked eyes with the man as he undid the button and slowly pulled the man's jeans and boxer-briefs off his hips, pushing them down past his knees, leaving Jason almost bare.
Dick grinned up at the man ad he took the head of his dick past his lips, sucking it lightly as he gripped the man's balls with one hand. Jason's head fell back against the bed, one hand gripping the sheets and the other, his hair, as Dick slid his mouth down his length. He groaned at that hot, wet heat enveloped him, moaned as Dick squeezed his balls, whimpered when it all suddenly stopped. He opened his eyes again and watched as Dick stripped off his shirt then climbed into Jason's lap.
"Forget Bruce," Dick said softly, leaning down and kissing Jason's neck. He grabbed the bottom of his shirt, tugging it up and off, tossing it onto the floor. Jason pressed a kiss to Dick's chest, wriggling free of his pants and underwear. He undid the button and the zip on Dick's pants, and on cue, Dick shed them, laying bare on top of Jason and pressing his lips against Jason's in a slow, passionate kiss.
Jason slipped his tongue into the other man's mouth, groaning as Dick ground his hips against his, their erections grinding and providing a delicious friction that had Jason moaning into the kiss. Dick smiled into the kiss and reached for the nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube. He sat up and urged Jason onto his stomach.
"Oh, feeling bossy tonight?" Jason asked with a teasing grin. Dick smirked slightly, shushing the man.
"Sssh. Don't talk. Just enjoy," Dick replied, slipping a couple of lubed fingers inside Jason. Jason groaned as Dick prepared him, once again feeling the man's body against his. That familiar warmth of skin against skin, Dick's body pressed against his own. He could feel lips against his neck, his shoulder, his back. Every kiss was as light as a feather against his skin, loving, appreciative. Jason sighed contentedly, followed by a little whine as Dick withdrew his fingers. Dick positioned himself at Jason's entrance, his hands on either side of Jason to hold him up as he leaned down and placed a lingering kiss to Jason's upper back.
"Are you ready?" he asked softly. Another contented sigh and a nod from Jason, and Dick pushed himself inside. Jason groaned at the feeling of being penetrated, of feeling Dick's weight against his back. His own hips responded, pushing back to meet Dick's, giving a moan when he felt Dick fully inside him. For what seemed like an eternity, Dick remained motionless, his hands caressing Jason's skin, so much love in every touch. He could once again feel lips on his back as Dick started moving, slowly.
Dick thrust his hips in a a slow, languid motion, pulling out of Jason to the tip, then slowly sliding back in. Slow, gentle, every touch meant to show how much he appreciated his husband, every movement and thrust meant to show Jason how much he loved him.
When it came to sex, it was no secret that Jason loved it rough, fast, and hard. He was damn near shameless when it came to his sex life. But what he kept secret, was that he, Jason Todd, had always enjoyed it slow and gentle. And Dick knew just which buttons to push, how to take care of him. Dick was a very affectionate lover, almost always catering to whatever Jason was feeling at the moment. Right now, though he'd never say it out loud, Jason just wanted to feel loved, appreciated, wanted. Bruce had a way of making him feel the opposite, and while it was true that he generally didn't care what Bruce thought of him, it was still frustrating, because dammit, he was trying.
"I love you Jason," Dick whispered in the man's ear, nibbling at an ear lobe as he continued the slow, gentle pace, his hips thrusting slowly, aiming for that bundle of nerves inside his lover's body. Jason moaned lowly, his fingers clenching in the sheets, Dick's fingers entwining with his own. "Regardless of what Bruce thinks," Dick said softly, gently kissing Jason's back "you make me happy. You make me proud." Jason gasped as Dick pressed against his prostate, arching his back and pushing back against Dick as the man ground against that spot. "No matter what he says," another kiss on Jason's back "or no matter what he does," a kiss on his shoulder "just know that I love you, and I appreciate you."
Jason gasped again as Dick's thrusts sped up slightly. He felt a hand travel beneath him, pulling him up onto all fours, felt both his hands exploring his chest and stomach. Jason arched his back again as Dick drove forward, feeling the man's lips against his neck, sucking up marks wherever they went.
"You're good enough for me, forever and always," Dick whispered into his ear, his hand gripping Jason's cock and giving it a few firm strokes. Pants and moans filled the room as Dick picked up the pace, but keeping is nice and gentle, just how Jason secretly (not so much) loved it.
"Fuck, Dickie...it's so unfair when you-aah-know just what to say," Jason breathed, earning a chuckle from Dick, who buried his face in the crook of the man's neck as he peppered his husband's skin in feather light kisses.
"Well, I know what you like, too," Dick retorted. Jason opened his mouth for a comeback, but instead, all that came out was a loud moan as Dick drove back into him hard, hammering his prostate with repeated, rapid thrusts. Dick leaned against Jason's back, holding him tight as he thrust harder, faster, pants and moans filling the room as the two of them drew nearer and nearer to orgasm.
"Dickie, I'm-" Jason managed before he broke off in a cry of pleasure as he came hard, coating Dick's hand. Dick thrust into Jason a few more times before he followed him over the precipice, the sound muffled, his face buried in the crook of Jason's neck as he came inside him.
Jason collapsed onto the bed, breathing heavily, with Dick still on top of him, inside him. After a few moments of basking in the after glow, Dick pulled out of him and reached over for some tissues, cleaning them up. Jason heaved a contented sigh, resting his head on his arms as he looked over at Dick.
"Huh, that was amazing. Maybe I need to argue with Bruce more often," Jason teased a little breathlessly. Dick chuckled in amusement and lay down beside him, snuggling up against his lover's body. Jason breathed deeply and wrapped his arms around Dick and tugged him close.
"Love you, Jaybird," Dick said to him, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. Jason hummed contentedly, pulling Dick back for another kiss, their lips melting together perfectly in a passionate kiss.
"Yeah, I know. What's not to love," Jason joked, earning a light jab in his side and a laugh from Dick.
"And just like that, he's back."