Ficlet: A Vision of Red | DCU | Dick/Jason | NC-17 | 1/1
Title: A Vision of Red
Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 628
Prompt: For comment_fic: Jason Todd/Dick Grayson, defying his thing for red heads but wait...Jason used to be a red head!? ~ For dcu_freeforall: The Bat Cave
Summary: Dick experiences multiversal bleed-through at a really inappropriate time.
Disclaimer: DC and WB own everything. I own nothing. Darnit.
Author's Notes: Comment Fic from way last month. Man, I gotta get with it, already! Also, no particular continuity here. Just Bat boys having a good time.
A Vision of Red
Running his fingers through Jason's unkempt hair as his brother sucked a large bruise onto the hollow over his collar bone, Dick fought back a moan and tried to keep his wits about him. No way a bloodied fight should have ended this way, the two of them tangled up in each other, clothes and costume ripped to hell. And no way it should have been him and Jason, of all people.
For one thing, Bats usually didn't mix family and sex.
For another, Jay was about the furthest thing from Dick's usual 'type' as he could get. Spitting mad all the time, broody, violent, and very much not a red-head.
It was enough to make him lightheaded. Whatever this strange attraction was, it made no sense at all, but God, the things Jay was doing to him felt fantastic.
"Don't you freak out on me, Grayson," Jason panted against his neck, grinding their hips together as they lay on the floor of the otherwise abandoned Cave.
Dick sucked in a deep breath, realizing how tense he'd gone there for a moment. "Not. Not freaking out," he managed, forcing himself to relax as he arched up into Jay's grasp, fingers tightening in his hair.
"Good," Jay shot back, rolling his hips again. "'Cuz I'm not backing off now. Gonna fuck you senseless, Golden Boy."
Oh God, that went straight to Dick's cock, and he couldn't help a moan, stifling it as he nuzzled into Jason's hair. So luscious and dark, nothing like what he usually preferred, but damn!
And--
Jason worked his hand into Dick's pants and gripped him tight, and for a moment the older brother's vision went gray with desire, everything fuzzy around the edges but with Jason set in stark relief. Sinful smirk, taut muscles from years of training on the trapeze, red hair curling around his eyes.
Red hair?
Blinking, Dick focused again on Jay, same smirk, hardened body, dark hair. But--
Groaning as Jason stroked him, he tried to pull himself together enough to figure out what he just saw. Wishful thinking, had to be. Unless... unless it was some kind of multiverse bleed-through. Not like it hadn't happened before.
But whatever. If Jason was a red-headed acrobat in some other timeline, his own counterpart was probably all over him all the time. Such a fucking gorgeous image, Jay with red hair, sinful and snarky, so....
Unable to stop the yell that ripped from his throat, Dick came hard at the images running through his head, the hand twisting and stroking just right to coax him through the shocking intensity of his orgasm. His body shuddered with it, trembling as he squeezed his eyes shut to try to hold onto the sight that was fading so quickly.
But eventually it passed, and he came back to reality realizing his hands were pulling Jason's hair tight, his face nuzzled against his scalp.
Dark hair. Not red.
Jason lifted his head then, pulling out of Dick's grasp and giving him that dark, sinful look. "So fuckin' easy. Sure hope you don't think we're done here."
Dick shivered at the tone of his voice. Dangerous as hell and hot enough to melt butter. Smirking back, he reached down and shoved at Jason's jeans. "Not a chance."
Jay smiled wickedly, lending a hand, before he flipped Dick over and pulled the older brother's pants off, too. Settling his weight over him, Jason leaned close to husk into his ear, pressing two slicked fingers into him quick. "You won't be able to sit for a week."
Oh, God.... Shoving back against those fingers, Dick sucked in a hard breath, his stomach fluttering with excitement. "Promise?"
The only response Jason gave was to withdraw his fingers and shove into him roughly, fast and hard.
Screw it, who needed red hair when this Jason promised so much more?
~*~*~*~
Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 628
Prompt: For comment_fic: Jason Todd/Dick Grayson, defying his thing for red heads but wait...Jason used to be a red head!? ~ For dcu_freeforall: The Bat Cave
Summary: Dick experiences multiversal bleed-through at a really inappropriate time.
Disclaimer: DC and WB own everything. I own nothing. Darnit.
Author's Notes: Comment Fic from way last month. Man, I gotta get with it, already! Also, no particular continuity here. Just Bat boys having a good time.
A Vision of Red
Running his fingers through Jason's unkempt hair as his brother sucked a large bruise onto the hollow over his collar bone, Dick fought back a moan and tried to keep his wits about him. No way a bloodied fight should have ended this way, the two of them tangled up in each other, clothes and costume ripped to hell. And no way it should have been him and Jason, of all people.
For one thing, Bats usually didn't mix family and sex.
For another, Jay was about the furthest thing from Dick's usual 'type' as he could get. Spitting mad all the time, broody, violent, and very much not a red-head.
It was enough to make him lightheaded. Whatever this strange attraction was, it made no sense at all, but God, the things Jay was doing to him felt fantastic.
"Don't you freak out on me, Grayson," Jason panted against his neck, grinding their hips together as they lay on the floor of the otherwise abandoned Cave.
Dick sucked in a deep breath, realizing how tense he'd gone there for a moment. "Not. Not freaking out," he managed, forcing himself to relax as he arched up into Jay's grasp, fingers tightening in his hair.
"Good," Jay shot back, rolling his hips again. "'Cuz I'm not backing off now. Gonna fuck you senseless, Golden Boy."
Oh God, that went straight to Dick's cock, and he couldn't help a moan, stifling it as he nuzzled into Jason's hair. So luscious and dark, nothing like what he usually preferred, but damn!
And--
Jason worked his hand into Dick's pants and gripped him tight, and for a moment the older brother's vision went gray with desire, everything fuzzy around the edges but with Jason set in stark relief. Sinful smirk, taut muscles from years of training on the trapeze, red hair curling around his eyes.
Red hair?
Blinking, Dick focused again on Jay, same smirk, hardened body, dark hair. But--
Groaning as Jason stroked him, he tried to pull himself together enough to figure out what he just saw. Wishful thinking, had to be. Unless... unless it was some kind of multiverse bleed-through. Not like it hadn't happened before.
But whatever. If Jason was a red-headed acrobat in some other timeline, his own counterpart was probably all over him all the time. Such a fucking gorgeous image, Jay with red hair, sinful and snarky, so....
Unable to stop the yell that ripped from his throat, Dick came hard at the images running through his head, the hand twisting and stroking just right to coax him through the shocking intensity of his orgasm. His body shuddered with it, trembling as he squeezed his eyes shut to try to hold onto the sight that was fading so quickly.
But eventually it passed, and he came back to reality realizing his hands were pulling Jason's hair tight, his face nuzzled against his scalp.
Dark hair. Not red.
Jason lifted his head then, pulling out of Dick's grasp and giving him that dark, sinful look. "So fuckin' easy. Sure hope you don't think we're done here."
Dick shivered at the tone of his voice. Dangerous as hell and hot enough to melt butter. Smirking back, he reached down and shoved at Jason's jeans. "Not a chance."
Jay smiled wickedly, lending a hand, before he flipped Dick over and pulled the older brother's pants off, too. Settling his weight over him, Jason leaned close to husk into his ear, pressing two slicked fingers into him quick. "You won't be able to sit for a week."
Oh, God.... Shoving back against those fingers, Dick sucked in a hard breath, his stomach fluttering with excitement. "Promise?"
The only response Jason gave was to withdraw his fingers and shove into him roughly, fast and hard.
Screw it, who needed red hair when this Jason promised so much more?
~*~*~*~