Ficlet: Emergency Call | DCU | Dick/Jason | NC-17 | 1/1
Title: Emergency Call
Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 680
Prompt: For me_ya_ri at Fic Promptly: the pollen glittered on Dick's face, warning and enticing at the same time; For pornday! \O/
Summary: Jason knew it was a mistake to have answered the emergency call on his comm.
Disclaimer: DC and WB own everything, the schmucks.
Author's Notes: Hooray for last-minute porn bunnies!
Emergency Call
When Jason saw the pollen glittering on Dick's face, warning and enticing at the same time, he knew it was a damn mistake to have answered the emergency call on his comm.
"You came," Dick said, his voice pleading and straining and already wrecked all at once as he paused in his pacing on the rooftop.
Jason blew a breath out through his nostrils, shrugging. "Yeah, well, you sounded really fucking hurt."
A cackle of a laugh escaped Dick as he ran a hand through his hair, dislodging a puff of more glittering pollen. "There's no way I'm getting back to the Cave before... before...."
Cautiously approaching, Jason knew he was in for a world of hurt himself if he didn't at least get Dick back somewhere safe; fucking like animals on a rooftop hurt like a bitch, as they all well knew after so many encounters with Ivy's specialty. One might think they'd have started carrying the antidote with them as a matter of course. But no, no such luck.
"Come on, I've got a safe house two blocks away," he said, gingerly grasping Dick by a bicep.
Dick only shook his head, pulling out of Jay's grip. "I don't think there's enough time. I... oh, God," he whimpered, his voice trailing off into a whimper of need as he doubled over, falling to his knees on the filthy rooftop. "Please," he whined, his whole body starting to quiver.
Rolling his eyes, Jason grabbed Dick's arms again and pulled him up roughly. "You want me to knock you out? I can do that."
Dick laughed shakily, gripping Jason around the waist and molding himself to Jay's body. "We both know that doesn't work too well when the spores... get going."
A growl, and Jason backed Dick up to the wall of the nearest stairwell. "You're not exactly making this easy, Dickie Bird," he complained, unable to stop a gasp when Dick nuzzled close and bit at his neck, hard.
Belatedly, Jason realized he must've breathed in some of the spores himself, as the sting of the bite morphed into a tingle of pleasure. "You... fucker," he groaned, his hips stuttering forward to meet Dick's, seeking friction as he hardened in his jock.
Dick laughed again, a breathy squeak of need. "Told you... didn't have time."
But Jason had already tuned him out, working a hand down to get their uniform pants and jocks out of the way. It took entirely too long, but at last he had them both in hand, stroking them together, and only managed a growled, "All your fault," before quickening his rhythm, his mind starting to go white with pleasure at the increased friction, the heat of Dick's cock against his own.
Another bite landed on his neck, and Jason shivered at the blissful sting, pumping his hips faster into his hand as Dick clung to him, responding with his own thrusts.
Dick's high whine a moment later was the only warning Jay had before his hand was coated, wetness dripping everywhere. And that was it, Jason was done for, his whole body shaking as he growled through his own release, painting them both with it. Bliss sang through his body like a chorus of fucking angels, damn pollen, and it was all he could do to get his senses back in working order enough to shake off the sudden need for more that coursed through him in the wake of his orgasm.
Breathing deep, Jason managed to tuck them both back into their pants, wiping his hand off in the process, and extricate himself from Dick's clinging arms. "Come on," he said, voice wavering with need that he knew wouldn't be satisfied for hours yet. "Safe house. We can make it now."
Dick only nodded mutely, the damn pollen still glittering on his face, in his hair, in his fucking eyelashes, and Jason had to shake himself to stop staring, his mouth drying up with utter want. There'd be plenty of time once they got back to the safe house. Plenty of time.
Shooting off a grapple, Jason grabbed Dick around the waist and leapt for the next roof.
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Fandom: DCU
Pairing: Dick Grayson/Jason Todd
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 680
Prompt: For me_ya_ri at Fic Promptly: the pollen glittered on Dick's face, warning and enticing at the same time; For pornday! \O/
Summary: Jason knew it was a mistake to have answered the emergency call on his comm.
Disclaimer: DC and WB own everything, the schmucks.
Author's Notes: Hooray for last-minute porn bunnies!
Emergency Call
When Jason saw the pollen glittering on Dick's face, warning and enticing at the same time, he knew it was a damn mistake to have answered the emergency call on his comm.
"You came," Dick said, his voice pleading and straining and already wrecked all at once as he paused in his pacing on the rooftop.
Jason blew a breath out through his nostrils, shrugging. "Yeah, well, you sounded really fucking hurt."
A cackle of a laugh escaped Dick as he ran a hand through his hair, dislodging a puff of more glittering pollen. "There's no way I'm getting back to the Cave before... before...."
Cautiously approaching, Jason knew he was in for a world of hurt himself if he didn't at least get Dick back somewhere safe; fucking like animals on a rooftop hurt like a bitch, as they all well knew after so many encounters with Ivy's specialty. One might think they'd have started carrying the antidote with them as a matter of course. But no, no such luck.
"Come on, I've got a safe house two blocks away," he said, gingerly grasping Dick by a bicep.
Dick only shook his head, pulling out of Jay's grip. "I don't think there's enough time. I... oh, God," he whimpered, his voice trailing off into a whimper of need as he doubled over, falling to his knees on the filthy rooftop. "Please," he whined, his whole body starting to quiver.
Rolling his eyes, Jason grabbed Dick's arms again and pulled him up roughly. "You want me to knock you out? I can do that."
Dick laughed shakily, gripping Jason around the waist and molding himself to Jay's body. "We both know that doesn't work too well when the spores... get going."
A growl, and Jason backed Dick up to the wall of the nearest stairwell. "You're not exactly making this easy, Dickie Bird," he complained, unable to stop a gasp when Dick nuzzled close and bit at his neck, hard.
Belatedly, Jason realized he must've breathed in some of the spores himself, as the sting of the bite morphed into a tingle of pleasure. "You... fucker," he groaned, his hips stuttering forward to meet Dick's, seeking friction as he hardened in his jock.
Dick laughed again, a breathy squeak of need. "Told you... didn't have time."
But Jason had already tuned him out, working a hand down to get their uniform pants and jocks out of the way. It took entirely too long, but at last he had them both in hand, stroking them together, and only managed a growled, "All your fault," before quickening his rhythm, his mind starting to go white with pleasure at the increased friction, the heat of Dick's cock against his own.
Another bite landed on his neck, and Jason shivered at the blissful sting, pumping his hips faster into his hand as Dick clung to him, responding with his own thrusts.
Dick's high whine a moment later was the only warning Jay had before his hand was coated, wetness dripping everywhere. And that was it, Jason was done for, his whole body shaking as he growled through his own release, painting them both with it. Bliss sang through his body like a chorus of fucking angels, damn pollen, and it was all he could do to get his senses back in working order enough to shake off the sudden need for more that coursed through him in the wake of his orgasm.
Breathing deep, Jason managed to tuck them both back into their pants, wiping his hand off in the process, and extricate himself from Dick's clinging arms. "Come on," he said, voice wavering with need that he knew wouldn't be satisfied for hours yet. "Safe house. We can make it now."
Dick only nodded mutely, the damn pollen still glittering on his face, in his hair, in his fucking eyelashes, and Jason had to shake himself to stop staring, his mouth drying up with utter want. There'd be plenty of time once they got back to the safe house. Plenty of time.
Shooting off a grapple, Jason grabbed Dick around the waist and leapt for the next roof.
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