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“Jason,” Dick purrs, eyes so bright they almost seem to glow. Sluggish heat leaks through Jason’s veins, a honey sweetness at the back of his throat. He sways towards the tempting bow of Dick’s lips as they curve into a smile but a hand splays across his sternum, holding him gently back. “I’m cold, will you fetch a blanket?”
A blanket. Jason blinks muzzily. Dick’s cold, he needs a blanket. He- he should go and get a… “Hey! Stop that you shit!” He smacks Dick’s hand away, letting his weight tip forwards until his shoulder collides with Dick’s chest, sending him sprawling back onto the bed, Jason on top of him. He’s laughing his ass off, the annoying little shit.
“Sorry, sorry,” Dick says, but he’s still laughing so Jason doesn’t think he’s very sincere. Jason props himself up on his elbows so that he can properly glare at him.
“You said you wouldn’t do that anymore,” he says grumpily.
“I know, I’m sorry.” A shrug. Dick’s cheeks are flushed red with humour, and maybe a little arousal if the way his gaze is locked on Jason’s mouth is any indication. They’re still naked from earlier and Dick’s cock twitches where it’s laying soft between them. “It’s not like it’s mind control, just…a suggestion.”
“Yeah well, I suggest you go and get your own fucking blanket if you’re so cold. I’m not your slave.”
Dick’s still smiling. “Aw Jay, how about you warm me up instead?” His voice is low, seductive, and Jason feels a frisson of arousal down his spine, which is immediately ruined by the stupid way Dick waggles his eyebrows.
“You’re such an idiot,” Jason sighs, but lets Dick pull him down into a wet, messy kiss. Dick’s mouth is soft and oh so inviting, and he moans sweetly as Jason slides his tongue between his lips. Jason’s cock fills, arousal pooling in his gut as he grinds down against the soft skin of Dick’s thigh.
“Jay, Jay,” Dick groans, thrusting up against him, his own cock hard and wet as it slides across Jason’s stomach. Dick sucks Jason’s bottom lip into his mouth and Jason groans at the gentle scrape of teeth, then pulls back with a yelp at the sudden sharp sting of pain.
“Watch it!” Jason snaps, tonguing at the newly acquired puncture in his lip.
“Sorry,” Dick says. “I guess I got a bit too excited.”
He can say that again. Dick’s pupils are blown so wide there’s hardly any blue left, face flushed, fangs fully extended in his open, panting mouth. His gaze is fixed on Jason’s lip and the blood beading there. Jason grins, the stretch of his lips causing more blood to bubble to the surface. Dick’s breath hitches.
“Hungry?” Jason murmurs.
Dick’s gaze flicks up to meet Jason’s briefly, before looking away, like he’s shy. Or embarrassed. “It’s not that,” he says quietly. “It’s just- it’s you Jason, I just can’t get enough of you.”
The words do something strange to Jason’s insides, a warmth that has nothing to do with his arousal. He’s sure Dick can hear the way his pulse jumps, heart racing in his chest, so he leans down, pressing his lips to Dick’s as a distraction.
It works. Dick inhales sharply, his tongue sliding out to lick the blood from Jason’s lip. His fingers slide into Jason’s hair, pressing him closer as he kisses him like he wants to devour him. And maybe he does. Jason’s never really sure anymore if Dick wants to fuck him or eat him.
Dick rolls his hips up, gasping against his mouth. “Fuck me, Jay. God, fuck me!”
The moan that rumbles out of Jason’s chest is entirely out of his control. He scrambles for the lube, slicking his fingers up too quickly, getting lube all over the sheets. Dick doesn’t seem to care at least, his long legs hooking around Jason’s waist, tugging him closer. Jason presses two fingers into him, groaning at the tight heat, and Dick takes them beautifully, back arching and mouth falling open around a soft moan. His fangs gleam in the lamplight, sharp and deadly. Jason wants to slide his tongue over them, wants to feel the sting of them in his flesh.
Okay, so maybe he’s a little fucked up. He blames it on Dick, yeah totally his fault for being hot as fuck even when he’s a freaky, blood-sucking vampire. Jason reaches down, slipping his thumb into Dick’s mouth and pressing very gently against the point of one fang. Dick goes still, dark eyes on Jason’s face, but he lets out a strangled groan as Jason twists his fingers, fucking him steadily. Jason stares at the indent in his skin. It would be so easy to press just a little harder, to split his thumb open and stain Dick’s pretty mouth with his blood.
He takes his thumb back, stroking it over Dick’s lower lip briefly. Dick purses his lips, pressing a chaste kiss to the same spot his fang had been pressed to. Jason works a third finger inside him and watches the way it makes Dick’s eyelashes flutter, his throat working. Jason sweeps a kiss over his browline, spreading his fingers in a way that has Dick moaning.
“Feel good?” he asks softly.
“Yeah,” Dick pants. “Yeah- fuck it feels good Jay, come on, I want you.”
Jason shudders, tugging his fingers out, soothing Dick’s soft whine by kissing his pouting lips. He gets one hand on Dick’s thigh, pushing his leg close to his chest as he sinks into him. It’s good, just like always, tight and hot as Dick clenches around him, urging him closer with a heel against his lower back. Jason presses in until his pelvis is flush to Dick’s ass, fingers flexing against the meat of his thigh. Dick clutches at his shoulders, his hair, hands running over him restlessly as he pants against the side of Jason’s face.
“Move Jay, please,” he groans.
Jason draws his hips back, then gives a rough thrust that has Dick gasping. He’s sweating already, hair sticking damply to the nape of his neck, pleasure warm in his gut. He fucks Dick hard and fast, just the way Dick likes it, jolting him over the sheets, the headboard banging against the wall. Dick writhes beneath him, moaning on every breath, and Jason is so close already.
Dick jerks his leg out of Jason’s grip, wrapping both of them around his hips. Then he’s flipping them. Jason ends up flat on his back, somehow still buried inside of Dick who’s perched over him. Dick looks pleased with himself, so Jason rolls his hips up to get that smug look off his face, enjoying the way it makes Dick’s breath hitch.
“Damn Dick, warn a guy next time.”
Dick’s eyes are bright, his chest heaving. He rolls his hips in a tight little circle, then lifts himself up and drops back down, groaning tightly. Jason grabs for his hips, thrusting up to meet him.
“Jason,” Dick purrs, long and drawn out. It has Jason’s hips bucking, sparks racing down his spine. “Jay, let me- let me bite you, please.”
“Yeah,” Jason says, strangely breathless. “Yeah, fuck Dick, do it.”
Dick moans, leaning down over him. He doesn’t stop the motion of his hips, even if the angle is a little awkward now. Jason tilts his head back, exposing his throat, anticipation tight in his chest. Pain, bright and sudden, starbursts out from his neck as Dick sinks his fangs through the delicate skin. They both groan together and there’s no reason that Jason should find this arousing - having your blood drained out of you from a hole in your throat doesn’t exactly sound sexy - but he does. Maybe Jason really is fucked up. Maybe dying and coming back to life knocked a screw loose in his head, but right now, with Dick’s teeth in his neck and his ass squeezing tight around his cock, he really can’t bring himself to care.
Blood spills down his throat, hot and sticky. Dick moans like Jason’s the best thing he’s ever tasted, lips hot against his skin, hips moving in jerky little thrusts. Jason grips his hips tight enough to bruise, and tugs him down, spearing him on his cock, the pain and adrenaline making everything sharper, everything so much more.
By the time Dick pulls back, Jason feels a little lightheaded. There’s blood smeared wetly across his throat, his chest, puddled beneath his shoulder - these sheets are going to be ruined. Dick’s a mess as well, red coating his chin, his mouth. He looks like something out of a horror movie, gory and dangerous. Gorgeous.
“Jay, Jay, Jay,” Dick pants, like it’s the only word he knows, like Jason’s fucked him stupid. He swipes his fingers through the mess on Jason’s neck, sending pain sparking bright across his skin. Jason moans, fucks him a little harder. His back aches with the strain, breath coming in tight little pants. He’s so close he can almost taste it.
Dick sticks his bloody fingers in his mouth, eyes squeezing shut, head tipping back. His hips stutter, stomach muscles flexing, then he’s coming untouched, wetting Jason’s abs, moaning loudly around the fingers in his mouth.
“Shit,” Jason groans, fucking him through it. Dick jerks, whimpers, tugs his fingers out of his mouth to press a desperate kiss to Jason’s lips. The rusty, metallic taste of Jason’s blood is almost overwhelming and Jason gasps, pulls Dick tight against him and comes so hard his vision goes white.
Dick slumps down over him, his hair tickling Jason’s chin. They’re both breathing like they’ve just run a marathon, aftershocks of pleasure prickling over Jason’s skin. He wraps his arms around Dick’s back, holding him close.
“Holy shit,” Dick says against his chest.
“Yeah, that was-”
“Good.”
“It was great.”
Dick wriggles until Jason lets him go, sliding off to the side. He sits up, reaching out to touch the drying blood on Jason’s neck, rubbing tacky fingers together.
“Sorry, did I hurt you?”
Jason shrugs, he can’t exactly say no when he probably looks like a crime scene right now. “It’s fine Dick, it was- it was really hot.”
Dick grins. His fangs have receded, but he still looks a little creepy, smiling like that with blood all over his face. “I’m glad. I thought it was really hot too.” Then he waggles his eyebrows.
Jason rolls his eyes, pushing himself up to sitting with a groan. “Come on, you can help me with this before I bleed to death.”
“You won’t bleed to death.”
“Well, maybe I will now just to spite you.”
Dick laughs, then leans in to press a gentle kiss to Jason’s lips. “Love you Jay.”
“Yeah, yeah Dickface, love you too.”