Short Afterglow
When Dick came, Jason felt so very smug. So smug in fact, that when he moved his hand away from Dick's spent cock, he moved his sticky hand up to his mouth, giving one of fingers a tentative lick. He scrunched up his nose a little, not used to the taste, but that didn't mean it was bad. "I owe you later," Jason said, his clean hand covering Dick's hand on Jason's chest.
"Mmm....eventually..." Dick didn't seem too concerned about the matter. He was certainly satisfied at the moment. Jason's expression at the taste of the cum on his fingers though - that made him burst out laughing. He couldn't help it and he knew that Jason would probably be upset, but...well...that was life for you. "Sorry, I'm not candy flavored..." Still chuckling, he pulled Jason close and kissed at his neck, his cheek, his lips - anything he could reach.
Jason fought the urge to just stick his tongue out at Dick while he fumed. "I'm not stupid; I know that," he grumbled as let Dick kiss him. "I just wanted to try it... It didn't taste half bad, just was surprised by it." To prove a point, Jason took his index finger and sucked the cum off it, without making a face.
Dick's eyebrows arched up in surprise at that. "Oh, Jason, I am going to go to the special hell because of you..." he muttered, though he didn't sound too upset about that. It was worth it - or at least certainly seemed to be at the moment.
Jason tried not to frown at that. "Why do you think that?" he asked, any sleepiness he might have had earlier ebbing away. Sure, Dick didn't sound upset, but Jason had a feeling this was bothering him. "Is there something wrong with this?" The 'or me' was tacked on in Jason's head.
The question took Dick off guard. He'd only been joking - well, mostly been joking - but Jason seemed to have taken it seriously. "What? No! Well...I mean, aside from the fact that you're five years younger than me and that this would look incredibly creepy to anyone who doesn't know the situation?" He sighed and regarded Jason seriously. "Look. I like you a lot and I think that...you're mature enough for this. But...we can't just ignore the way it would seem to anyone who isn't us."
Oh, that, well Jason wasn't really worried about that. It wasn't like he got out much anyway. It was a non-issue, to him anyway. "I don't care what other people think," he stated firmly. "And it's no one else's damned business what we do together. All that matters is what we think." He paused. "I just don't want you to feel guilty about this or something..." Because that would be the worst thing for him, if Dick felt guilty being with him. Well, that or pity, but Jason stopped thinking Dick pitied him a while ago, or at least he hoped he had stopped thinking that...
"I don't," Dick assured him and it was mostly true. There was some guilt, but it was less related to Jason's age and more related to the ever present issue of being a superhero and trying to have a normal life as well. It never worked out well. "I wouldn't be doing this if I felt guilty about it." Another half-truth, but Dick was good at those - he could tell them with a straight face, his eyes wide and ernest. There was nothing to give a way a hint of the lie - he'd learned to lie well from a young age. It wasn't his best trait, but some days it made life easier.
Jason was still wary, but he wanted to believe Dick, so he did. "Good, because there's nothing to be guilty about," he said before planting a firm kiss on Dick's mouth. "I like you, and you like me, and that's really all we need right now." He paused, a wry smile coming to his face. "Well, that and maybe a shower."
That got a low chuckle from Dick. "Oh, we do at that." He kissed Jason - a quick, fleeting kiss - and then pulled himself to his feet, dragging the boy up after him. "Oh, and the mats need cleaning too. I blame you for this," he said, grinning. Again, he seemed unbothered by it as he ushered Jason down the hallway to the bathroom.
"Mmm....eventually..." Dick didn't seem too concerned about the matter. He was certainly satisfied at the moment. Jason's expression at the taste of the cum on his fingers though - that made him burst out laughing. He couldn't help it and he knew that Jason would probably be upset, but...well...that was life for you. "Sorry, I'm not candy flavored..." Still chuckling, he pulled Jason close and kissed at his neck, his cheek, his lips - anything he could reach.
Jason fought the urge to just stick his tongue out at Dick while he fumed. "I'm not stupid; I know that," he grumbled as let Dick kiss him. "I just wanted to try it... It didn't taste half bad, just was surprised by it." To prove a point, Jason took his index finger and sucked the cum off it, without making a face.
Dick's eyebrows arched up in surprise at that. "Oh, Jason, I am going to go to the special hell because of you..." he muttered, though he didn't sound too upset about that. It was worth it - or at least certainly seemed to be at the moment.
Jason tried not to frown at that. "Why do you think that?" he asked, any sleepiness he might have had earlier ebbing away. Sure, Dick didn't sound upset, but Jason had a feeling this was bothering him. "Is there something wrong with this?" The 'or me' was tacked on in Jason's head.
The question took Dick off guard. He'd only been joking - well, mostly been joking - but Jason seemed to have taken it seriously. "What? No! Well...I mean, aside from the fact that you're five years younger than me and that this would look incredibly creepy to anyone who doesn't know the situation?" He sighed and regarded Jason seriously. "Look. I like you a lot and I think that...you're mature enough for this. But...we can't just ignore the way it would seem to anyone who isn't us."
Oh, that, well Jason wasn't really worried about that. It wasn't like he got out much anyway. It was a non-issue, to him anyway. "I don't care what other people think," he stated firmly. "And it's no one else's damned business what we do together. All that matters is what we think." He paused. "I just don't want you to feel guilty about this or something..." Because that would be the worst thing for him, if Dick felt guilty being with him. Well, that or pity, but Jason stopped thinking Dick pitied him a while ago, or at least he hoped he had stopped thinking that...
"I don't," Dick assured him and it was mostly true. There was some guilt, but it was less related to Jason's age and more related to the ever present issue of being a superhero and trying to have a normal life as well. It never worked out well. "I wouldn't be doing this if I felt guilty about it." Another half-truth, but Dick was good at those - he could tell them with a straight face, his eyes wide and ernest. There was nothing to give a way a hint of the lie - he'd learned to lie well from a young age. It wasn't his best trait, but some days it made life easier.
Jason was still wary, but he wanted to believe Dick, so he did. "Good, because there's nothing to be guilty about," he said before planting a firm kiss on Dick's mouth. "I like you, and you like me, and that's really all we need right now." He paused, a wry smile coming to his face. "Well, that and maybe a shower."
That got a low chuckle from Dick. "Oh, we do at that." He kissed Jason - a quick, fleeting kiss - and then pulled himself to his feet, dragging the boy up after him. "Oh, and the mats need cleaning too. I blame you for this," he said, grinning. Again, he seemed unbothered by it as he ushered Jason down the hallway to the bathroom.