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Roy loved many things about Jason.
How he, as Red Hood, actually cared about the people of Gotham, in a way that many don't understand. But the people of Crime Ally and Park Row knew they could always come to Red Hood for help.
The children on the street knew, if someone was abusing them, they felt lost or needed some change to get something edible to eat, you go to the Red Hood.
The women of the night, prostitutes and hookers all knew they were saved form extortion, working under the Red Hood.
And the people that dared to threaten those rules...well at least they were permanently taken care of.
But even more than the vigilante persona, Roy simply loved Jason. Not the scared street kid or the rich adoptee of Bruce Wayne.
Just Jason, who hated any kind of food waste and therefore loved cooking with the leftover stuff in Roy's fridge. Jason who could go on hour-long rants when the movie adaptation of one of his favourite books was absolutely taking too many liberties. The Jason that went a full 180° from the gang boss Red Hood, when he interacted with his daughter Lian.
Always making sure that the apartment was rid of any weapons or dangers when she came over for her week with her dad. Always leaving a respectful distance when it came to disciplining her when she had one of her moments, as not to make her feel as if he was trying to be another parent. But still making sure that she ate her vegetables and brushed her teeth before going to bed.
But more so than all of that, he loved the Jason that only Roy got to see. When he came home from an annoying stake out and all he wants is to have a break from the world for a bit. When one of the bats crossed his path again and he storms into the apartment with just a bit too much green in his eyes and needs to forget the encounter. Or when they both wake up next to each other on a quiet morning, the world still dark and mostly quiet outside. When he spoke with a softness that even Jason himself sometimes forgot he was capable of.
And yes, Roy loved the physical side of their relationship too. How could he not, when Jason had so many different sides to him, it kept things interesting. He noticed the difference between when they were having sex and when they were fucking. And he absolutely loved the few moments where he could say they were making love. Jason hated that phrase, but Roy thought nothing could describe those slow, quiet moments between them better.
To show the difference between these moments, here are some examples that Roy especially liked...
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For them, it was a pretty normal day, not normal to the standard of the run of the mill civilian, but more so for someone in their line of work. Jason has been out for a few weeks on a stake out. Some Gotham politicians have been meddling in some Park Row affairs, specifically running some background business with some drug dealers. They have been releasing more and more dangerous and addictive drugs onto the streets, so the people that are more or less forced to live in this area have even less option to get out of the slumps.
Occasionally, Roy would join Jason on some of his solo missions. They have become a bit of a duo in the last few months. Of course, they still had their own missions and cases to take care of, but with their recent development of their relationship it seemed silly to not also be together when they put on theirs masks and went to their "night job" as Roy always put it so nicely for Lian.
They knew, of course, that their relationship was a side factor when in their costumes, Jason would not stand to be known as a big softie for some guy. Roy kept out of Jason's territory when working solo, and Jason likewise kept his goons away from Roy's business. But when Jason wasn't acting as the big crime boss, Red Hood, and was on a solo case, Roy was usually there to assist him. With this case, however, Roy decided to sit this one out. He himself knew that he couldn't really stay rational when it came to cases connected to drugs.
So, he let Jason handle it on his own, not like he was missing much action when the mission was currently in the "stay in a beat-up car opposite of the hotel and wait for movement" phase.
Roy much rather enjoyed staying in his workroom and tinker with some of his special arrows. He was currently engineering an arrow that would block different frequencies and therefore shut down radios or camera feedback. The range in with the arrow works has been a bit too varied for his liking, so he spent a few hours perfecting the range and accuracy.
It was mostly pure luck that Roy was in the kitchen when Jason came home into their shared apartment.
It was at first one of Jason's safe houses, but over time, it became a frequent place both of them ended up at the end of the night. Roy even had his workstation in the basement of the building, curtesy of Jason. If Roy wasn't incidentally in the apartment, he would not have heard Jason come in the door. He is prone to blending everything out when he was working on a project. He wouldn't normally care too much. He would see Jason when he was inevitably forced to make a stop to the bathroom. But it has been two weeks since he last saw Jason. He has received the occasional text when Jason was on a case, however, he didn't like to be distracted, and calling was too much of a rink, in case of anyone overhearing them. So, Roy was happy to see his boyfriend again.
Boyfriend...that development happened only recently, they have been fucking for a while and have been friends even longer. But it was only about two months ago that Jason finally pulled the stick out of his ass and conceded to this relationship.
Now, "conceded" may sound like Jason wasn't over the moon to have Roy as his partner, but it took some time to convince him that a relationship would not put them both in danger. Roy normally wasn't really a patient man, but he knew that Jason needed time when it came to coming to terms with his feelings. It wasn't easy for him to trust a relationship when in his past it inevitably always came back to fuck him over in the long run.
But he trusted Roy, more so than anyone else in his life. And it has been good...great even. Not really a lot changed in terms of how they acted with each other, going from fuck buddies to boyfriends is not the biggest leap one could make. It just came with a bit more quiet moments between them, moments where they just looked in each other’s eyes and knew how important they were to each other.
Roy loved it.
So, when Jason stepped into their front door with a quiet and sarcastic “Honey I’m home”, mostly muttered to himself, not really expecting Roy to actually be in the kitchen, he didn’t really expect the enthusiastic response.
"Jaybird! Jaybaby! Birdy-pookie you're back!", Roy quickly jugged the rest of his water and made his way over to his boyfriend. The just mentioned boyfriend just slipped his heavy steel-toed boots off his feet and let out a sigh of relief, having space to spread out is toes again. "Birdy-pookie? You’re really trying to outdo yourself with the stupid nicknames again", he ran his hand through his greasy hair and levelled Roy with an unimpressed stare.
Roy was finally close enough to slink his hands over Jason's shoulders and cross them behind his neck. He himself was wearing a beat-up tank top, with more holes in the stretched-out collar than one could count. That in combination with his dirty and moth-eaten jeans and the stupid flip flops he refuses to throw away, despite Jason's pleads to do so. "Oh, my sweet Angelcheeks you have no idea the kinds of pet names I have prepared for you," a sleazy, lazy grin spread across Roy’s face, squishing his eyes and making those beautiful crow feet appear next to them.
Jason's hand moved without his volition to his tapered waist and stroked a thumb under the shirt. "And you better never say them aloud or else I might have to rip your vocal cords out of your neck." His second hand traveled up Roy’s back to grip the back of his neck with his huge hand. "Oh yeah talk dirty to me baby, what else do you wanna do to my neck." Roy couldn't stop the little giggle that followed the suggestive statement whispered to Jason's lips and the hand on his neck tightened minutely. The only response he got to his question was a tiny snort that involuntarily left Jason before their lips were connected in a quick kiss.
Over way to fast in Roy's opinion. He made sure to show his displeasure with a disappointed hum, he tightened his arms across Jay's shoulders and crushed their lips back together.
Jason let him have his victory for a short moment, but soon he again interrupted their kiss by sliding his hand up into Roy's hair on the nape of his neck, that escaped his ponytail and yanking him back. "Easy now, I've been living in a car for two weeks, I need to shower. Desperately." He said it with an amused quirk to his eyes, the same eyes that were dropping down to Roy’s lips over and over again, almost out of his control.
"Come oooon Jason," Roy whined in a voice that much resembled Lian’s when she wasn't allowed to have candy before bed, "you know a little dirt doesn't turn me off. I haven't seen you in sooo long and my hand and some dry ass text messages can only satisfy me so much. Let me have a little fun here." He broke free from Jason's grasp on his hair and leaned forward to lick a stripe up Jason's neck. Only to immediately back away with his tongue still outstretched and a disgusted and bewildered expression on his face.
He looked stupid.
Jason loved him.
"Wha se fugg", he mumbled, before quickly licking his own arm to get rid of the taste. "Yeah, I told you. I had to hide in a dumpster at one point to avoid being seen." The amusement now spread across Jason's whole face with an added snicker at the end of his sentence.
At this confession Roy's faced scrunched up even more in disgust as he furiously scrubbed at his tongue with the ruined collar of his shirt.
"I thought a little dirt wouldn't turn you off, come on baby where is the fun you promised me?", a shit eating grin flashed across Jason's face as he again tightened his grip on Roy's hair and pulled his face to rest against his still armoured chest, stained in questionable fluids and crust that Roy didn't even want to know the origin of.
Roy struggled fruitlessly for a few moments, before deciding to play dirty and pinch Jason's ass, hard. His hair was finally released from the tight grasp with a little yelp of surprise. Roy used his chance to shove Jason an arm's length away. "Yeah, as much as I like my men dirty you do need to shower fucking immediately, Jesus Christ.”
After wiping his mouth one last time with the back of his hand, he dropped his hand to march back to the kitchen to his abandoned peanut butter sandwich, “Go on then, take a shower my little junkyard boy.”
Jason shrugged out of his leather jacket and walked down the corridor. On his way to the bathroom, he stopped at the kitchen to throw a quick look inside. “Please tell me this isn’t all you’ve been eating while I was away,” he sent a sweeping gaze to the pile of empty take out containers, to then level his boyfriend with an unimpressed quirk of his eyebrow, fully certain of the fact that in fact it HAS all he’s been eating. Roy looked up guiltily and then stuffed the rest of his sandwich in his mouth, as an excuse not to answer the question, and tried his best at a reassuring smile, while his cheeks resembled those of a hamster. Jason threw up his hands in disappointment, “Fucking useless without me.” He muttered mostly to himself before continuing his way onward to the bathroom.
He shrugged out of his heavy armour, countless straps and gun holsters and made a neat little pile next to the bathroom floor and reminding himself, that he’d have to thoroughly clean it after he was done with getting himself clean. Now mostly in his under armour he finally made his way inside the bathroom to immediately turn on the shower to let it run hot. Say what you want about their little apartment they made home, it had very old pipes that needed a while to get up to temperature, and after a grueling two weeks cramped in a car, Jason wanted nothing more than a steaming shower.
The bathroom door was hastily thrown open again and Roy marched in with an unimpressed look on his face, “The fuck you mean useless, you see if I ever perfect your helmet for you again, prick.” He picked up one of the shirts that was haphazardly thrown into a hamper to chuck it at Jason.
Jason didn’t even bother catching it, only slightly moving his head to the side to avoid it, “Yeah yeah keep bitching, now if you don’t mind, me and the shower have a hot date planned.” He unceremoniously shrugged off his long sleeve shirt and pushed down his cargo pants. He was about to push of his underwear as well and stopped to throw a look at Roy, who had leaned back against the door and was simply watching Jason take of his clothes. Mostly out of concern to see if any new bruises or slashed appeared, reassured when there were none. And the other hand, well his boyfriend was simply lovely to look at.
His gaze snapped back up to Jason’s face when he asked, “You just gonna stand there and keep watching, you perv?” accompanied by a sly grin.
Roy scoffed and pushed himself off the door, “Don’t flatter yourself Jay, I simply need to take a leak.” From the look on Jason’s face, he could tell that he didn’t fully believe him and was expecting another attempt to rile him up. To prove his point Roy stepped past Jason, over to the toilet, “What you wanna watch me take a piss now, perv?” Roy threw his words back at him with an innocent look on his face, badly disguising his amusement. Jason simply rolled his eyes and waved him off, finally getting rid of the last of his clothes to step into the steaming shower. A satisfied groan left Jason’s lips when the hot water finally hit his shoulders, the tension leaving his body and dropping his head forward.
Now, Roy really did need to take a leak, he turned around to do just that, slightly turning his head to throw a question at his boyfriend, “So how was it? Find out anything interesting?”
Jason answered as he squirted some shampoo into his hands, “No, sadly not too much useful information, mostly just some suspicious guests, but not really anything incriminating per say,” he aggressively scrubbed at his scalp, willing it to get rid of the horrid smell and grease of the past few days, ”he got some visits from some hookers who looked way too young to be legal, might look into that next, but nothing really on the drugs for now. Some of my men said they found some more useful stuff on some other guys.”
Jason went on to describe his stake out in some more detail, none of it too interesting. Roy got done washing his hands and turned to look at Jason once again.
His next question got stuck in his throat. Through the steamed-up glass of the shower he couldn’t really see too much, but enough to make him fall quiet. Jason still had the shampoo in his hair, his eyes squeezed shut to avoid it getting into his eyes. But he was now scrubbing his body with some body wash, over his broad shoulders, down his muscled arms, over his chest.
God Roy loved Jason’s chest, it was one of the few places where Jason had some resemblance of fat still stuck to him, the rest of him firm and build out of a solid wall of muscle. When his pecs were flexed, they as well were as firm as the rest of him, but when they were relaxed, they got soft and squishy. A perfect pillow after a stressful day or an even more perfect place for Roy’s hands when he was using Jay’s chest to stabilize himself when he was on top of him, riding him.
When he got close to finishing and he had to actually quiet himself down a bit, due to Lian sleeping in the next room, he often resorted to either biting into Jason’s shoulders or even better leaving bite marks all across his beautiful chest.
His gaze followed Jason’s hand as it traveled down to his incredibly toned stomach. Now Roy himself was in no way out of shape, his biceps even being a little bigger than Jason’s due to the years of pulling back stronger and stronger bows, but he was wirier, his waist much slimmer than his shoulders. But Jason was thick through and through, built like a brick shithouse. The image of his boyfriends’ abdominal muscles twitching and his abs pulling taunt when he was laying under Roy and taking him like he was made for it flashed across his mind.
And then those beautiful and powerful thighs, constantly wrapped in straps to hold various guns and other weaponry. The straps, that looked on the verge of snapping when he crouched down into a squat next to Roy. He loved to grip onto them to hoist Jason’s legs even higher up to get a better angle or having them clench across his head when he went down on him.
Roy snapped out of his flighty thoughts when Jason repeatedly called his name, “Roy? Dude did you hear anything I just said?” Finally rinsing his head and rubbing the soap out of his eyes, he wiped across the steamed-up shower glass to level the redhead with an unimpressed stare.
“Huh?” Roy replied, eloquently as always, still partway stuck in his fantasies. Jason followed Roy’s stare down his body and then looked back up to him with an amused grin, his gaze now travelled down Roy’s body. His grin getting even wider when he noticed the subtle bulge that was starting to form in his pants. “Did I miss some dirt somewhere?” He fully knew what he was doing when he turned himself around to now scrub across his back, his neck turned to watch Roy’s reaction as his other hand traveled down even further.
A choked noise escaped Roy as his eyes quickly skirted over his muscular back. One of his favourite views, when he had Jason pressed face down into the bed, his hand making its way down from holding the back of his neck down to scratch over his taunt back. Leaving slight marks that bloomed a beautiful red, nails slightly catching on some of his various scars that marked Jason’s body.
Gaze traveling even further down to where Jason was now scrubbing across the small of his back, fingers skirting over the top of his asscrack, to fully gripping his cheek and spreading it slightly.
Roy quickly snapped his gaze up back to Jason’s face, his eyes now half lidded with a definite hint of arousal in it. “I’m…turned on, I mean I think I left some…stuff turned- fuck”, abandoning his sentence halfway through, he scrubbed a hand over his face and let out a groan. “I’m gonna check some…yeah” He painfully pulled his eyes away from Jason’s body and with quick steps made his way across the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.
He leaned back against the door and took some deep steadying breaths. Fuck, Jason hasn’t even been home for half an hour, and his body was already acting up. The things Jason could do to him.
It was a well-known fact that Roy was incredibly easy for Jason when it came to those kinds of things. Some days it simply took a heated look from his boyfriend to get the message across and get him going. Now, it wasn’t like Roy was some kind of depraved dirtbag that only wanted sex, but God, when you had this tree of a man standing in front of you in all his glory, Roy simply wanted to climb him like one. And he often did. The ease in which Jason picked him up and pressed him to the wall was one of his favourite things.
And it’s not like Jason was any different. There were numerous times where Jason pulled him away from one of his rants while working on his projects to push him up against his work desk, just to simply leave him standing there while trying to catch his breath.
They simply matched each other’s freak.
After a few deep breaths he made his way to their shared bedroom and opened the window there. He stuck his head out and let the autumn air graze his flaming face to cool him down. He gripped the windowsill with a bruising grip, still trying his best to get his heart to stop racing. In the back of his mind, he could hear the shower shut off and the bathroom door open. He only turned around when he heard the bedroom door softly get shut.
And what a sight that was.
Jason with only a damp dowel slung low across his hips, his hair standing up in various directions from when he quickly scrubbed it dry. A few stray water droplets made its way down Jason’s body, trailing over his chest, down his abs before getting caught in his happy trail and then getting soaked up by the towel. Looking back up he saw Jason simply watching him with an interested quirk to his eyes, simply standing there and letting himself be gawked at.
Roy cleared his throat. “So yeah, I think I’m done for the day. I almost got the arrows fixed, they should be more stable now. I’m still not fully happy with their range but I can do that tomorrow. Uhm…have you eaten yet? You must probably be exhausted. I could get us some take out? You probably don’t wanna cook right now and I don’t think there’s anything useful in the kitchen anyways. Unless…I could probably still go down to the corner store and see if they have anything, they should still be open. Well anyway-“ The rest of his sentence got cut off when Jason made his way over to him in long steps and grabbed him by his shoulder to pull him into a bruising kiss.
And Roy simply melted. He let his hands drop from where they were nervously fiddling with his hair at the back of his neck and his shoulders slumped forward. It didn’t get him long to get with the move, giving back just as good as he got. His hands made their way to Jason’s hips and pulled him even further in, so that their chests were pressed against each other. Jason himself let out a small sigh and moved his arms over Roy’s shoulders, changing their angel so they could deepen their kiss.
It wasn’t a particularly hungry kiss, just deep and slow like they were happy to have each other in their arms again. Roy’s fingers brushed over his exposed hip, pinkies resting on the edge of the towel while his left thumb rubbed slow circles over the jutting hipbone. His other thumb was inching forward to trail his nail up and down the happy trail on the bottom of Jason’s stomach.
His lips involuntarily followed Jason forward when he tried to pull a few inches back, finally letting them separate at the amused chuckle from his boyfriend. Roy’s eyes where still closed when Jason rubbed his nose along his jawline, up his right cheek. “I missed you too baby.” He said in such a soft voice that Roy simply couldn’t stop himself to pull him back into another bruising kiss. He opened his mouth on the next time their lips connected and swept his tongue across his lower lip, he was immediately welcomed in. Their tongues met and brushed across each other in long, languid strokes. Jason switched up the pace a bit as he pushed his tongue further out, forcing his way into Roy’s mouth to explore it. A happy whine left Roy’s lips, happy to let Jason lead their dance, angling his head back a bit to get him better access. They continued this for some long minutes, simply enjoying each other’s heat and their embrace. It was Roy this time that broke their kiss to take a deep breath. Jason kissed like he didn’t need any air to breathe, instead he simply needed Roy’s lips on his and he was happy to die of suffocation.
“Well, I’m clean now. What do you say Roytoy?” Roy opened his eyes momentarily to cast a look at Jason, who himself didn’t look any less affected. Eyes half lidded and lips a beautiful pink and already slightly swollen.
Roy let out a disbelieving laugh, “God Jay, I just want you to-Ah!” His sentence came to a quick stop when Jason surged forward again, this time to leave small bites across his jawline, making his way down his neck, with kisses and stripes of his tongue. Roy’s hands on Jason's hips tightened minutely and he dropped his head back to give Jason more space to work with. Unsteady breaths left him the more Jason continued to move down, altogether coming to a halting stop when Jason viciously bit him on the base of his neck.
“God Jaybird.” The whisper left him when Jason pulled one of his arms back over Roy’s shoulders to grip his chin and move his head to the other direction to mark him up there as well. Roy was happy to simply stand back and let this happen to him, much too blissed out to do anything himself. When Jason reached the top of his shirt collar he pulled away with an annoyed groan, “This seems hardly fair does it?”
It took Roy way too long to snap himself out of his trance to shoot Jason a questioning look. The other simply raised one of his eyebrows and gestured between their rivaling stages of undress. “Oh, all you had to do was ask baby.” Roy took a step back and had to pull his hands to himself, much to his dismay, to quickly shuck off his shirt.
It wasn’t particularly sexy. He was way too impatient to put on any kind of show. He moved so fast, that he put another hole into the collar of his already very beat up shirt. Jason simply snorted in amusement at the eager way Roy was getting undressed. He himself took a step back to sweep his gaze up and down his boyfriend. He crossed his arms across his chest, the one eyebrow still slightly raised, “All of it.”
Roy stopped his doings to shoot him a look, “Alright damn, not gonna complain here,” before fumbling with the zipper of his jeans. Maybe it was incredibly unsexy when he hopped around on one foot when trying to rid himself of his pants while simultaneously trying to shake of his flip flops. He was luckily saved from a complete disaster when he stumbled. Instead of falling to the floor, he simply sprawled across the bed that was a few steps behind him. Now Jason really couldn’t stop himself from letting out an undignified laugh. Roy quickly pushing himself up on his elbows to shoot him an embarrassed smile.
“Quite eager are we, huh?” Jason walked the few steps to stand at the edge of the bed that Roy just fell on to look over him.
“You bet your sweet, sweet ass I am.” Roy didn’t let this little misstep deter him, he pushed himself up, so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. Now it was Jason's turn to quickly swallow down a startled groan when Roy once again put his hands on his hips to pull him closer. “God, I want...” Another incomplete sentence that was quickly forgotten about when Roy leaned forward to lick a stripe up Jason’s abs. He looked up at Jason when he pulled away, simply to rub his chin across the lower part of his stomach, his stubble softly scratching against his skin.
“Baby I missed you so much, though about you.” He muttered under his breath, he leaned back in to lick another strip up his stomach, stopping on the lower edge of his peck. He bit a mark into the soft flesh there, before closing his mouth over a pink nipple to flick his tongue over it a few times. Jason simply grabbed the back of his neck to pull him even closer. His left hand was caressing the other nipple, his right hand again stroking over the sparse hair on the bottom of his stomach.
Maybe he had a thing for Jason’s happy trail, sue him.
“The things I wanna do to you, Jaybaby you have no idea.” He trailed his tongue across his clavicle to the other nipple to pay attention to. He first licked across it a few times, to then close his teeth around it and slightly tug it. Jason let out a startled moan at that, his other hand quickly joining his other one to free Roy’s hair out of the already very ruined bun. He grabbed some strands and yanked his head back and angled it up, so Roy had to look up at him. His eyes went a bit cross-eyed due to the proximity, but still doing his best to look Jason in the eyes.
The picture that awaited him there made him let out another soft groan. Jason looked gone, eyes hazy and cheeks flushed a beautiful red. He made a beautiful picture from Roy’s perspective, chest heaving with fast breaths, nipples pink and glistening with saliva, an already beautifully blooming red mark on his peck where he bit him. Jason reached one of his hands forward to put two fingers on the bottom of his chin, tilting his head back even further. “You keep saying you want. What do you want baby?” Roy could feel the deep rumble of his voice where his hand was still laying on his chest.
A quiet whine left his lips, God he loved when Jason called him baby.
Not one to give control over without a fight, Roy yanked away Jason’s towel that was mostly hanging on by a thread anyways and pushed against the grip on his hair to lean down and lick over the tip of Jason's erection that was now fully hard and straining against his stomach. Jason was not prepared for this, he let out a startled moan and re-tightened his grip on his boyfriend’s hair to pull him back up. “God, warn a guy would you!” Roy giggled slightly out of breath, “Now where is the fun in that pumpkin?”
“Pumpkin? Absolutely not. I tolerate a lot of your stupid pet names, but this is where I pull the line.”
“But Sugarplum, you love my nicknames.”
“I do not.” But the blooming blush that spread across Jason’s face and down his chest definitely said otherwise. “Now is this what you wanted? Simply to blow me? Maybe you’re getting boring in your old age.” It was said with a shit-eating grin that was quickly dropped off his face at Roy’s next words.
“No Baby, that was just a taste. I want you…” he crept his hands back to grab Jason’s ass with a firm hand and pulled him even closer than they already were, “I want you to sit on my face.” It was said completely seriously, with no hint of joking.
Now, they weren’t strangers when it came to that kind of thing. But normally Jason would lay on his stomach and let Roy do whatever he wanted to do to him. Roy loved using his mouth to get Jason off. Whether it was by sucking him off or by eating him out until he couldn’t form a straight thought anymore. But they’ve never done that particular thing before.
Jason blinked a couple of times, before looking Roy back in the eyes. “Are you sure?” He just had to make sure he wasn’t dreaming this up. “Do I look like I’m not sure?” Roy replied. Jason looked him over; he clearly had a straining boner in his boxers. His eyes were hazy but filled with determination.
It was breathy when he replied with a soft “OK, let’s do it.” The look on Roy’s face was unbearably soft when he echoed with an even softer “OK” his hand still stroking over Jason’s ass.
As soon as it appeared, the soft look in Roy’s eyes vanished away again, replaced by a wicked grin and an unnecessarily saucy look. “But first, let me get a real taste before you yank me off again.” With those words he leaned back down again and popped the tip of Jason's dick back in his mouth. All Jason could do to not stumble over, because of the way his legs gave out from the surprising pleasure, was to grad Roy’s shoulders and simply hang on for the ride.
As soon as Roy got his mouth around Jason, a happy moan left him. He loved the taste and the feel of it. He surged forward, taking most of him in. It wasn’t so much a blowjob, as much as simply tasting and licking all around his cock. And God Jason loved that image, Roy drooling on his dick and seemingly getting as much out of it as himself.
Jason’s hands found their way back into Roy’s hair, gripping it again tightly and using his grip to slightly pull him forward at the same time he thrust his hips. Roy looked up at Jason with wanting eyes, happy to let him fuck his mouth. He himself let one hand fall from Jason’s ass to grip himself through his boxers, that were very infuriatingly still on. He brushed his hand over his clothed erection, happy to finally get some kind of release for his aching hard on. Jason was panting hard above him, thrusting further into his boyfriend’s mouth. The answering moan he got from Roy driving him into madness.
The hand that still remained on Jason’s ass crept further, kneading his cheek before venturing further in, until he could stroke a finger over his entrance. Jason’s grip on his shoulder tightened, digging his nails in until there were red crescent shapes left on his fair skin. He pulled him closer for a few more thrusts, before pushing him back, having to catch his breath before attempting to speak. “Alright, get naked and on the bed.”
“Yessir!” Roy was very happy to comply to this command. Before departing he licked again from the root to the tip, promptly standing up the rid himself of his boxers, that were already sporting a wet patch at the front. Now standing face to face with Jason again, he simply had to rush in to kiss him again. Jason was apparently eagerly expecting that, not wasting a second in reciprocating and licking all over and into Roy’s mouth, tasting himself there.
They continued to just kiss for a few minutes, hands wandering over their bodies. Not really sticking to one particular place, more so stroking wherever their fingers could reach. When Roy pulled back a string of saliva connected their swollen lips. Roy leaned in again, to kiss all over Jason’s face. First to his cheeks, then over his nose to his forehead, and lastly leaving two loving kisses at each of Jason’s closed eyelids. This seemed to further worsen Jason’s blush, “Alright you sap, lay down.” He muttered before pushing Roy onto the bed again. The latter didn’t mind much, simply scooting up and placing a few pillows under his head, to be slightly elevated.
“Well then princess, take a seat.” As he said those words a patted at his cheeks as if they were an empty chair being offered. Jason simply rolled his eyes at his antics, not really having the patience to address the stupid nickname right now. He knelt next to him on the bed, suddenly unsure on how to proceed. “Um…how do you want me?” He avoided eye contact at the question, choosing instead to let his eyes roam over his beautiful boyfriend. Over his broad shoulders, his collarbones that stood out so much, his stupid long neck, across his chest that was speckled with fiery red hair and absolutely covered in freckles that seemed to cover the whole of him. The freckles got more sparse the further he moved down, a few stray ones peeking out under his just as red happy trail, where is hard cock laid. It was just a bit smaller than his own, but not by much, it had a slight curve to it, leaning to the left and the tip was a beautiful red. Already leaking a few drops of precum just from the thought of Jason sitting on his face.
Roy’s next words snapped him out of his trace, “Just, come here.” He grabbed Jason by the waist and turned him around, gesturing for Jason to straddle his waist. He did so, before scooting up his body, his thighs having to part wide due to Roy’s shoulders being between then. He was still hovering awkwardly on his knees, risking a look behind him to Roy’s face. “This OK?” The wolfish grin he got in return almost being answer enough. “Perfect.” Roy said before sitting up slightly to bite his left asscheek, startling a gasp out of Jason. “Now just sit.” With those words he used his grip on Jason’s hip to pull him down towards his face.
An undignified yelp left Jason when there suddenly was a tongue stroking broadly across his hole. He fell forwards, momentarily losing his balanced. His hands finding purchase on Roy’s chest, to not fully face plant. Roy didn’t let this deter him, flattening his tongue and stroking it up and down over the hole still hovering above his face. He had to strain his head up to really reach it.
He kissed and licked over it, more so making out with it than really anything else. “Fuck Roy!” Jason used his grip he had on his boyfriend’s chest to stabilize him enough to slightly grind his hips back in little aborted movements. Roy licked over and over again, the hole quickly becoming slick with spit. He moved one of his hands away from Jason’s hips to grip his thigh and knead the flesh there. He continued this for a few minutes, he leaned back a bit now biting the other cheek. Jason twitched forward and Roy let out an unhappy whine.
“Jason, I said sit on my face. Not hover above it like some teasing snack that is out of reach.” Reiterating his point, he dropped his head down on the pillows, now a few inches separating his mouth and Jason’s ass. Jason dropped his head onto his chest already heaving with heavy breaths. “Dude, do you know how much I weigh? I’ll fucking break your neck if I sit down fully.” He slightly smacked his left peck before pinching his nipple hard.
A sharp gasp left Roy at that, “And what a way to go that would be. First, don’t call me ‘Dude’ when I’m about to stick my tongue in your ass. Second, if I die, I fucking die. Now SIT!” With those last words he used his grip on Jason to fully pull him back again. Jason was not prepared for that and lost his balance again, having no other choice but to place his ass on Roy’s face, settling most of his weight there. At that Roy let out a happy groan, going back in with renewed vigour. He tightened his tongue and finally pushed the tip of it into Jason, his hole already dripping with spit and relaxed. Jason’s body acted on his own when that happened and settled his weight even further onto Roy’s face with a deep groan.
The way he was sitting he had a beautiful view of Roy’s body, how his stomach clenched, and his cock twitched, already leaking copious amounts. Jason bent even further over to grip Roy on the base of his cock and squeezing. Roy couldn’t help but twitch his hips forward into his grip, Jason using the same tight grip to stroke up to his tip, milking even more precum out of him.
Roy now moaned without abandon, happy to have Jason now fully sitting on his face, grinding back on it. Jason lifted himself for a moment, urging an unhappy whine out of Roy, he looked back at him. And what a sight that was. Roy’s face was flushed red and the bottom half of it was shiny with spit, his slight beard covered in saliva. “You good down there?” It was said with clear amusement, fully knowing Roy was enjoying himself, with the way his cock was twitching in Jason’s grip. “Baby, heaven is a place on earth and it’s between your thighs. More!” Jason was not one to deny his boyfriend his wish and settled back on his face.
The hand that was still gripping Jason’s hip now traveled further up until he could reach Jason’s dick, flattening his hand and pushing it up against his own stomach. Now when Jason was grinding forward, he had something to push against. Jason was torn between grinding his ass back on Roy’s face and pushing forward into his hand, momentarily forgetting his grip on Roy’s cock. He threw his head back with a wanton moan when Roy used his other hand, that was kneading Jason’s thigh, to wander upwards as much as he could to grab a handful of Jason’s pectoral. He switched between pinching his nipples and ghosting his hand over the soft flesh there.
They continued this spiel for a long moment, both caught in their own pleasure. Jason’s cock now was twitching and leaking as well, making the grind on Roy’s hand smoother and even more pleasurable. The room was filled with groans and moans from both men, occasionally interrupted by some filthy slurping sounds that even further turned Jason on.
“Roy, I need more!” It was said incredibly needy, it was a clear sign that Jason was close but needed just a bit more to fully lose himself to the pleasure. Roy complied to the request immediately, letting go where his right hand was still playing with Jason’s nipple to reach back where his mouth was, slightly pushing Jason forward so he had space to push a finger into him. Jason moaned even loader when he immediately found his prostate and curled his finger into it. Now using his finger and tongue to spread Jason open and continuing to defile him in this beautiful way.
Jason remembered his grip on Roy, continuing to jerk him off again. His boyfriend now caught between letting out these sinful moans he loved hearing so much and continuing to further venture into Jason’s body with his tongue. It didn’t take much longer for Jason to get closer and closer to the edge. One thing about Jason, was that he loved his sex filthy. He loved seeing the state he left Roy in after they were done. Loved leaving lasting marks and covering him with his cum, often opting out of coming inside the beautiful heat that was his boyfriend’s ass, to instead cover his back, hip and wherever else he could reach in time to cum on. So, when he knew he was close to coming, he lifted himself up a few inches, sadly losing the skillful tongue in his hole. “Can I come on your face?” It was said mid moan, still grinding forward onto Roy’s hands, that was now fully gripping Jason and tormentingly slow stroking up and down.
Roy didn’t reply with words, instead urging him to turn around and straddle his chest now. Forcing Jason to let go of his cock, instead swatting away Roy’s hand and gripping himself with a bruising grip, quickly jerking himself over Roy’s face. Roy was watching him with an awed look on his face, he loved when Jason let go of his control, instead focusing on his own pleasure. Simply taking what he wanted, using Roy to get himself off. From the sounds that were now flying from Jason’s lips he was fast approaching his climax, all he could do was to close his eyes and open his mouth slightly. “Come on baby, do it. Come on my face and make me yours.”
Those were the words that finally pushed Jason over the edge, painting his boyfriends face with white streaks, most of it landed on his cheeks, the second spurt was aimed at his lips, some landing in his mouth which got him a happy groan from Roy. Some of it landed further up, narrowly missing his closed eyes and some even finding it’s way into Roy’s hair. He was gonna here about that one later for sure. Jason had no control over the noises that were leaving his mouth, some strangled moans and finally a long lasting groan when he milked himself of all he got. Still using his grip on his leaking cock, he used it to further smear his cum onto Roy’s face. Roy halfway opened his eyes again when Jason used the tip of his cock to stroke over Roy’s bottom lip, spreading his cum like lipstick over it.
Roy looked absolutely debauched, his face absolutely covered in cum and spit. His pale face flushed in a beautiful red. He stuck his tongue out even further to sweep in across his bottom lip and over the tip of Jason’s dick. Only stopping his ministrations when Jason pulled back due to the slight overstimulation. Jason was sitting on his chest, heaving with fast breaths that were forced out of his lungs, he seemed to be struck in a trance, looking down at Roy with a loving look on his face. Only pulled out of it when Roy let out a wanting whine. “Jaybaby…please.” At that he seemed to notice the way Roy was grinding his hips up into the empty air, his cock now flushed a painful purple, leaking without end onto his stomach.
“I got you baby.” Jason scooted himself back until he was settled between Roy’s thighs, quickly bending his head forward to swallow him down in one quick move. Luckily, he had a hard grip on Roy’s hips, so he could stop the redhead from thrusting forward even further into his throat. A tiny scream passed Roy’s lips, “God baby you taste so good. Could spend the whole day with you sitting on my face. I would die a happy man!” He babbled. Short aborted thrust, he could do nothing about, continued to push his cock even further into Jason’s mouth. One hand was now gripping Jason’s hair with a hard grip, the other gripping his own hair and wringing it, seemingly lost in his own pleasure. “God Jay missed you so much. Love you so much. You’re so good to me!” At that Jason doubled down, now fully letting Roy thrust into his mouth and sucking in earnest. It didn’t take long for Roy to spill over the edge, already incredibly turned on from the previous activities. His hand left Jason’s hair and joined his other one, now fully yanking his own hair, needing an outlet for all his pleasure that was overtaking his body. “Fuck! Fuck! Jason I’m gonna-Ah!” With one last scream he finally spilled into Jason’s mouth, his hips grinding forward in small, aborted thrusts. Jason just swallowed around him, earning him another silent scream.
Even when Roy was done spilling his cum down Jason’s throat he continued to suck at the tip. Jason knew that Roy loved a bit of overstimulation. Always pushing himself to continue his moment of ecstasy. His hips seemingly with a mind of their own continued to push into Jason’s mouth, heavy breaths leaving his lips. It was so much, the overstimulation just continuing further and further.
Finally with a last long grind forward his hand flew down to Jason’s shoulder, pawing at him to pull away. Jason pushed against him, digging his tongue one last time into the slit of his cock, rewarded with another small spurt of cum. “Ah! Fucking cut it out you heathen!” His second hand now also trying to push Jason back, but most of his strength left him at this point. With one last long lick Jason finally lifted his head away from his spent cock, looking up at him with a shit-eating grin. “Happy now?” Jason crawled up his body until he was face to face with his boyfriend again. Roy looked absolutely gone, eyes slightly crossed and mostly closed.
“Love you too.” He leaned forward to press a loving kiss to his lips, Roy still mostly out of it to reciprocate fully. Jason could taste himself on his lips, loving every second of it. They continued to messily make out for a few minutes, both of them catching their breath and coming down from their high. Roy trailed his hands up and down Jason’s back, softly stroking over it. Roy was the first one to pull away, stroking his other hand over Jason’s cheek. “You dickhead left some cum in my hair.” He said with a slight giggle to his voice, still mostly out of breath. Jason simply rolled his eyes and huffed out a small laugh.
“I think I did some more that getting it in just your hair.” Roy now only noticing the quickly drying cum and spit on his face, twisting his face up in slight disgust. Before quickly switching his face up to a shark-like grin and a mischievous twinkle to his face. Jason’s eyes widened in alarm, but he was already too late. Roy using his grip around his back and on his face to pull him forward so he could rub their cheeks together. “Oh Jaybaby, I just loooove you so much. Come here! Why are you fighting me? Didn’t you miss your beautiful hot boyfriend?” Jason fought weakly against him, way to fond with his stupid boyfriend to put up any real fight.
“Idiot.” It was said way too fondly to really be taken as an insult.
“Well looks like we both need to shower now.” Roy wiggled his eyebrows in an attempt to look flirty, but mostly looking way too stupid for it to work, with all the smeared cum now all over the right side of his face.
“You’re insatiable you know that right?” Jason was pulling away and sitting up to level his boyfriend with an unimpressed look.
“How could I not be when this hunk of a man is right in front of me?” It was accompanied with a squeeze of Jason’s chest that was quickly swatted away. “Come on then,” Jason stood up and used his grip he had on his boyfriend’s hand to haul him up with him, “Let’s get clean. Again.”
The walk to the bathroom was filled with Roy trying to cop a feel of Jason’s ass, while Jason swatted at him to move forward.
Jason loved his stupid boyfriend, even when he was being an annoying dick getting on his last nerve. Seemingly a talent that only Roy could pull of, being such a pest but making up for it with his award-winning puppy dug eyes that Jason simply couldn’t resist.
If this was the way he was welcomed back, maybe he should leave on some more solo missions in the future.
He wouldn’t tho.
He would rather spend every day with his annoying, stupidly brilliant moron of a boyfriend.