[He leans down and kisses Bruce on the mouth, as if by doing that he can swallow the words, consume them entirely, as if they can sweeten the sour things that sometimes linger between them. Right now, he doesn't care.]
I want you to fuck me. Right now. Lube's in the bedside drawer.
[Jason knows the Bruce can turn them over, even though Jason is big, almost as big as Batman, now.]
[ He hears what Jason says and decides right then, it's all he wants too. Turning them over isn't hard, even though Jason is nearly as big as he is. But Bruce knows how to leverage his weight and his size, knows how to swing his hips and use his hands and put Jason on his back as if he weighed nothing. He shifts around, puts himself between Jason's thighs and then takes his time, mouths his way down Jason's neck and across his shoulders and chest. Savors the taste of him, like Bruce is dying of thirst. Returns the favor by sucking a mark into his skin. Then he sits up to take in the sight of him.
It's only a moment he'll have to look away to reach for the drawer and find the lube, but it feels like a moment too long. But he does reach for it eventually, tugging the drawer open and reaching for the bottle. Drags his free hand up Jason's thigh, blunt nails tracing nonsense patterns into his skin. ]
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I want you to fuck me. Right now. Lube's in the bedside drawer.
[Jason knows the Bruce can turn them over, even though Jason is big, almost as big as Batman, now.]
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It's only a moment he'll have to look away to reach for the drawer and find the lube, but it feels like a moment too long. But he does reach for it eventually, tugging the drawer open and reaching for the bottle. Drags his free hand up Jason's thigh, blunt nails tracing nonsense patterns into his skin. ]
How patient are you feeling?