Chapter Five
TW: contains sexual content that is not suited for all!
The obsession with the newest boy wonder set in. I felt the hole in my heart somewhat lessen. Jason's emotions were always out of control but I liked it. After our first commingling I couldn't get enough of him. And I sought out his touch. Finding him on patrol two days later I got down on my knees in a dark ally as the traffic light dressed boy leaned against the wall. My fingers encircled his thick member, moving up and down as I slid him into my soft mouth. Slowly sliding it in, I sucked hard and vigorously as I pulled it in and out. Sometimes I would press back hard. Chocking on the member and gagging. His moans would escape as his hand held onto the back of my head.
Bobbing up and down I sucked him off. My fingers slid down into my legging as I spread my wetness evenly along my lips. Rubbing softly I felt my build up as I motioned back and forth on my sensitive button. Moaning out I slid his length in all the way, gagging hard. My climax was building closer and closer.
Feeling Jason pant he grabbed my hair into a pony tail. "Rach. Ahh." He moaned as I continued the job. I rolled my eyes back as my fingers quickened with the pace. The orgasim was hitting hard and I moaned out with the rush of fluids into my hand. My throat tenses as he pushes himself deeper, throbbing. His warm fluid coats the back of my throat as I gag once more.
Looking up I see his soft face with his mouth open wide in a moan.releasing me I pull back. I gulp and breath out sharply. "Fuck that was hot" he smiles as he tucks himself back into the uniform. He reaches out his hand helping me up. As I lift off of the damp concrete he pulls me into his arms, leaning his lips into mine, kissing softly as his hand holds onto my cheek. "Thought that was supposed to be a one time thing." He smiles holding onto my hips.
"Had an itch I needed to scratch." I smile with my cheeks burning red.
"I'll always scratch it." He shoots me a sly grin.
"I've never had itches before." I break away from him with my blush radiating.
"You've never had me before" he grins from ear to ear, leaning in kissing me once more.
"I'll let you know the next time I itch." I smile turning. Walking away I feel so much more relaxed. I thought maybe it wouldn't happen again for a while but again a few days later I craved him.
Like a fiend I ravished him as he pounded into me as I stood with my back to him against my kitchen sink. My panties around my ankles. I moaned as his hands gripped onto my breasts. My knuckles white from gripping onto the counter top. Moaning out he whispers into my ear, begging me to call out his name. I do over and over again, screaming louder and louder as my body trembles from the intense release.
Feeling like I have to get a control on myself I make it a whole week. Agonizing I try to tend to myself but it doesn't cut it. Jason's smile as I find him in yet another ally with his bike, is provocative. I never thought having sex on a motorcycle would work, but it did.
This new drug was intoxicating and I stopped fighting the urge to repress it. Every few days turned into an almost daily thing. Screwing in my apartment, finding a secluded ally and going at it. I felt almost free from everything as Jason kept my drive fed. Casual sex with no strings attached. No commitment or need to discuss how or what was next for us. As long as we were both satisfied, it was great.
The day came after about 4 months of our encounters where things suddenly changed. After patrol in the early mornings, Jason snuck through my window. Still clothed as Robin. I smirked as his uniform told what he had in mind with the bulge showing through the tight material. He smirked as he threw the mask off onto the dresser. "Good morning." I smiled as I looked at the 4am clock.
"It's about to be a great morning." He smirked crawling up my body. Continuing with the usual task at hand we were finished after 20 minutes panting in a heap. I smiled as I looked over to his chest rise and fall next to me. His eyes closed and his body relaxed. I laid next to him, exhausted and ready to go back to sleep. Grabbing the blanket I threw it over us, curling my naked body into his. "Uhh." He looks at the blanket and then to me. "Cuddling?" He questions, raising a brow.
"Yeah, go to sleep." I sigh as I yawn. He smiles lifting his arm up. He grabs me, pulling me tighter into his chest. I lay with my ear to his heart, listening to every heart beat. Slowly I drift off with the radiation of his warmth.
Waking up, I don't open my eyes as I feel his emotions loud in my head. Usually I only feel the desire, or lust he radiates. On occasion I have felt his anger when I caught him on a bad night. But this was different. His anxiety was high and I felt the war in his head. I felt the lust and love battling each other. I felt him wanting to give in and be more. I could feel Jason's want to be with me. I sighed out knowing cuddling was in fact a bad idea now. Jason must have these feelings often but try's to cover them up. Burries them. The most dangerous thing was his emotions. His anger could eat him alive.
Stirring I felt him stiffen under me. I felt his emotions and feelings lessen. He's learned pretty good how to hide them. Knowing I'm an empath he knows I would figure out his war. Little did he know, sleep doesn't turn my empath off. Slowly I open my eyes looking up at him. As if in a horror film I look seeing Dick Grayson underneath me. I jerk up fast looking back again, to see he was never there. Jason follows me as I sit up panting. He grabs hold of my arms, "hey, what's up?" He almost coos to me.
"Cuddling was a bad idea." I pant out.
"Why?" i feel his heart weigh down with hurt.
"It's just bringing up too much from the past." I breath out looking down.
"Oh" he states blankly.
"So uh." I look around. "What are we doing?"
"We're going to ask questions now?" He scoffs.
"I mean it's been going on for a few months now." I smile.
"Yeah it's been nice." He smiles. "I assumed we were just friends with benefits."
Before I can say anything, his communicator goes off with a loud alert. I look out to the sun rising.
"Hello?" He answers."yeah sorry just stopped by a friends." He breaths out as he puts on his uniform quick. "I'm on my way." He rolls his eyes. He quickly throws on his mask "I've got to go, family emergency" he kisses my cheek as I sit on the bed. "Barbara picks the worst time to call." He rolls his eyes.
"Come see me later." I stand up kissing him deep. I feel a spark in his veins, a jolt in his heart. Maybe it's time to change casual screwing to spending more time together. I watch as he leaves out the same window he came through with a sly smile on his face.
Deciding to get up for the day I head into the shower, basking in the warm sprays of water. Brushing my teeth and combing my hair still in my towel I feel much better. Stepping back into my studio I turn on my tv to the news. Watching it as I dress in a warm cream colored sweater and dress pants. Finishing my morning routine I throw on my parka to beat the January freeze. The warmth of the thick jacket heats me fast. With my brown boots strapped to my feet with a cushion of thick wool socks I head out the door to work.
Walking through the streets the snow starts trickling down slowly. It was just starting to melt and now we're adding more. I miss warmer Jump City. After everything went down with Black Mask's club I got a job at the local publishers office as I continue school. Once I graduate with my bachelors I'll be able to do more than just run coffee and give my small input. I'll sit in on the reviews and meetings finally.
The day goes on like normal and I'm heading home before I know it, my phone remains blank without a word from Jason. This is unlike him. I texted at lunch with no reply. Deciding to try my luck I call him. Such an unusual thing for me. I never call. He answers on the third ring.
"Hey dark girl." He answers chipper. "What's up?"
"Was wondering if you were going to stop by?" I roll my eyes.
"Nah. I'm uh. Grounded." He sighs
"Grounded?" I laugh. "Jason you're 18 now."
"If i don't follow I can't be Robin." He sounds irritated.
"So you can't leave the house?" I shake my head as I walk down the street.
"Nope. Bat Dad orders."
"Ohhh what did you do?" I tease.
"You." He huffs, "I didn't come home after patrol"
"Oops." I smile, "sorry. Sneak out?" I ask
"You're so funny." He laughs, "I have a tracker implanted in me."
"Oh shit." I sigh. "Bruce is such a cock block."
"You already had it once today, sex manic." He laughs, "you can make it."
"I guess so." I sigh.
"Unless you wanna come over here?" He hesitates.
"To the Wayne manor?" I stumble in shock.
"Yeah, why not?"
"Because walking in to Wayne Manor to hang out sounds like the Bat family will know we're screwing around" I emphasis.
"Uh. Yeah. Bruce knows." He sighs
"What?" I blurt out as i stand in the middle of the sidewalk.
"He had to find out why I kept going back to the same location. So uh he waited one night and saw us through the window."
"Oh shit." I cover my mouth laughing, "your dad saw us fucking?"
"You were riding me, yes" he laughs.
"Oh I'm sorry." I laugh
"I'm not. Come over about 9?"
"Okay." I smile, "I'll see you at 9." I hang up.
Am I really this desperate? I think. I'm one of the most powerful beings in the world and I am sneaking around with a vigilante. Thinking to the first boy wonder my chest hurts. I've been suppressing the feelings for him. The feelings for Dick Grayson. I need to deal with them. But not today. Today I will keep doing what I want. And that's Jason Todd.