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[birdonthewall]

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He whimpers a soft moan and licks his lips. "What would you have done? If you'd found me..."

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[nooneleftbutus]

No, no, no. I want your fantasies. I want to know the stories you told in your head as you touches yourself at night.

[birdonthewall]

He gasps again and bites his lip, blushing as he tries to think of what to say. "You'd be angry at first... I couldn't tell if it was because some weird kid was following you or if it was because I was probably in danger..."

[nooneleftbutus]

Angry because I had to rescue you? Because you can this close... [He brushes his lips across Tim's cheek.] to getting seriously hurt. Do I... push you against a wall and lecture you on how dangerous Gotham is this time of night?

[birdonthewall]

"You were really concerned..." He smiles sheepishly and licks his lips again. "Until, that is, you notice how hard I am..."

[[ooc: So sorry, hon. @__@ I gotta crash. have a great night <3]]

[nooneleftbutus]

[Jason chuckles darkly and presses kisses to Tim's neck.] And then I tease yo endlessly? Or is that real world me more than fantasy me. [He runs a hand up Tim's thigh.] Does fantasy me take pity on your sorry condition?

{{OOC: sleep sweet love! Have fun tomorrow.}}

[birdonthewall]

He gasps and squirms against Jason, pouting a bit for the teasing. "A bit of both... I liked to think I'd be intriguing."

[nooneleftbutus]

Intriguing hey? [Jason chuckles, sucking lightly on Tim's earlobe.] A skinny, pale boy hiding in the shadows of Gotham's rooftops just to snap a shot of my ass. Colour me intriguing.

[birdonthewall]

"No training, no street smarts... still followed you every night over the rooftops of Gotham." His voice cracks a bit near the end and he pulls Jason's face up so he can kiss him.

[nooneleftbutus]

A sneaky little rich kid with nothing to lose. [Jason kisses him roughly, wrapping the cloak around his fist and he pins Tim with his body.] Interesting. What will I do with you?

[birdonthewall]

He groans desperately into the kiss and reaches to pull him closer still, rocking against him. "It mostly involved fucking me like only hormonal teenagers know how..."

[nooneleftbutus]

Like this? [He pulls the grapple gun from Tim's belt and fires, wrapping his arm around Tim's waist to haul him up onto the roof. He grins and carefully pulls the mask away, pressing it to his own face.] This is better. [He sweeps the cape off too and lays it down, pushing Tim back onto it before kissing him hard.]

[birdonthewall]

He gasps, a little shocked by their sudden lift, then laughs as Jason takes his mask and kisses him back fiercely, pulling him close. "Mmn!"

[nooneleftbutus]

[He growls into the kiss, almost wishing Tim had a camera to push out of his hand as he pushes a leg between Tim's thigh.] So, little stalker boy. You've never done this before have you?

[birdonthewall]

He whimpers sharply and grinds against Jason's leg as he blushes for the question. "I-I--"

[nooneleftbutus]

Good. Cause I want this to be something you never forget. [He pushes a hand under Tim's shirt, wishing he was wearing the tunic.]

[birdonthewall]

He gives a strangled little whine and arches up into Jason's touch as he tries to pull him down for another kiss. "O-oh, please!"