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[There isn't an answering text. Instead, after not nearly enough minutes considering where he'd started from, the sound of a bike pulling up can be heard. He wouldn't usually park so close to the action, but if Dick was calling for evac, he was probably bad enough that he wouldn't want to hobble the few blocks to a more secure spot.
He wasn't in his full uniform, most of his armor and weapons left behind for his would be date, but he had his helmet and his jacket, as well as one of his 45s in a backup thigh rig. It wasn't his usual gun, but it would do.
He was up and off the bike as soon as it was stopped, heading for cover before he started scanned for his idiot brother.]
[There isn't an answering text. Instead, after not nearly enough minutes considering where he'd started from, the sound of a bike pulling up can be heard. He wouldn't usually park so close to the action, but if Dick was calling for evac, he was probably bad enough that he wouldn't want to hobble the few blocks to a more secure spot.
He wasn't in his full uniform, most of his armor and weapons left behind for his would be date, but he had his helmet and his jacket, as well as one of his 45s in a backup thigh rig. It wasn't his usual gun, but it would do.
He was up and off the bike as soon as it was stopped, heading for cover before he started scanned for his idiot brother.]
It's one of the perks of being with me, I suppose. I think I have a few ways of getting you out of your own head.
Hm...sounds perfect, little bro.
Might even make me rush through those last rounds to get there sooner. Make sure the water's hot and those knees are spread, yeah?
Hm...sounds perfect, little bro.
Might even make me rush through those last rounds to get there sooner. Make sure the water's hot and those knees are spread, yeah?
See you in fifteen minutes, Goldie.
[True to his word, by the time Dick made it back to his apartment the Red Hood uniform had been stashed and the only sign of Jason's presence was the sound of the shower running and a pair of boots by the door.]
[True to his word, by the time Dick made it back to his apartment the Red Hood uniform had been stashed and the only sign of Jason's presence was the sound of the shower running and a pair of boots by the door.]
[ Dick's footsteps hit the apeartment floor as he lets himself though the window since it was easier than taking all those steps or using the fire escape. There's a smirk as he hears the sound of the shower already running, Jason's sinful words still dancing in his head.
A hand reaches up to find the zipper of his nightwing uniform, and he undoes it, casually taking off every piece as he moves down the hallway to the shower. By the time he reached the bathroom, he was bare and naked. His heavy cock coming to life and already swinging between his legs as he pushed the door open and moved into the steam filled room. Dick resited the urge to call out to the other- after all, he'd said he had his eyes closed. Might as well lean into that kink of it all. His fingers curled into the glass door to tug it open to move into the shower proper, a hand coming down to find Jason's hair as he takes in the sight of him...
God.
How could he not want this sight?
His hips tilted forward to tease his cock against those lips in welcome. ]
A hand reaches up to find the zipper of his nightwing uniform, and he undoes it, casually taking off every piece as he moves down the hallway to the shower. By the time he reached the bathroom, he was bare and naked. His heavy cock coming to life and already swinging between his legs as he pushed the door open and moved into the steam filled room. Dick resited the urge to call out to the other- after all, he'd said he had his eyes closed. Might as well lean into that kink of it all. His fingers curled into the glass door to tug it open to move into the shower proper, a hand coming down to find Jason's hair as he takes in the sight of him...
God.
How could he not want this sight?
His hips tilted forward to tease his cock against those lips in welcome. ]
[He really shouldn't have called Jason for the evac. Not that Dick would've loved to crawl home, but worse than never letting him live it down....he might worry.
He will find things pleasantly on fire, a boat slowly sinking into the harbor, and various unconscious bodies littered about the pier like a beautiful picture. There's a whistle from the back of the building, a little like a bird song. Following it, Jason will find Nightwing wedged up against a wall, legs akimbo, smelling of blood. Still conscious and ready to tell Jason he's fine, though!!]
He will find things pleasantly on fire, a boat slowly sinking into the harbor, and various unconscious bodies littered about the pier like a beautiful picture. There's a whistle from the back of the building, a little like a bird song. Following it, Jason will find Nightwing wedged up against a wall, legs akimbo, smelling of blood. Still conscious and ready to tell Jason he's fine, though!!]
[The kink of anonymity was not one that Jason actually enjoyed. Fortunately for Dick, even in the shower with the sound of the water all around him and two closed doors between him and Dick's entrance, Jason was still able to easily recognize the sound of Dick's movements through the space. His footsteps, his breathing. The way he took off his uniform and left it in a trail leading to the bathroom. He was smiling a little as the glass door popped open and when Dick's fingers tangled in his hair, he only leaned up into the touch.
The kink wasn't in not knowing who was about to use him. The kink was knowing exactly who's cock was sliding against his tongue and closing his mouth around it anyway. One hand came up to grip onto Dick's hip, then he was humming softly in appreciation as he started to work.]
The kink wasn't in not knowing who was about to use him. The kink was knowing exactly who's cock was sliding against his tongue and closing his mouth around it anyway. One hand came up to grip onto Dick's hip, then he was humming softly in appreciation as he started to work.]
[On fire was usually more his style than Dick's and Jason smirked a little as he took in the chaos in a glance. It looked like he'd missed a hell of a party. He moved carefully, well aware that he was lacking any of his ballistic protection, but it seemed like the party had in fact come to an end. So, instead, he shifted his focus to finding Nightwing among the rubble.
That little whistle earned a small scoff, but Jason followed it easily, giving a low whistle of his own when he turned the corner and found his brother.]
Damn, birdie. You really need to learn when to call it a night.
[His voice modulator stripped the little bit of amusement from his words, but his hands were surprisingly gentle as he holstered his gun and started feeling for damage.]
That little whistle earned a small scoff, but Jason followed it easily, giving a low whistle of his own when he turned the corner and found his brother.]
Damn, birdie. You really need to learn when to call it a night.
[His voice modulator stripped the little bit of amusement from his words, but his hands were surprisingly gentle as he holstered his gun and started feeling for damage.]
[ He adored the way Jason reacted to him, even in a moment as small as the other leaning up into his touch. The silent affection the other showed him. There's a sharp intake of breath as the other's tongue slid along his cock and that mouth closed around it. Dick could feel himself getting harder and harder with every passing moment. His eyes dipped to watch the sight of that mouth fill with his cock- he wasn't sure he'd ever get over the sight of Jason like this, of how god damn good he looked like this. The hum ran down his cock as he gave a little swallow and a groan echoed around the bathroom.]
Fuck, Jay...
[ He spoke, breaking the silence anyway as he tilted his head forward to eagerly get more of him inside that perfect mouth.]
Come on- show me how hungry you are, baby.
Fuck, Jay...
[ He spoke, breaking the silence anyway as he tilted his head forward to eagerly get more of him inside that perfect mouth.]
Come on- show me how hungry you are, baby.
[The feeling of Dick hardening in his mouth was as addictive as it always was and Jason didn't even try to muffle his pleased sounds as he licked and kissed and nuzzled against the older man's cock. He even pulled back a little, trailing kisses and nips long the soft skin of Dick's inner thighs. Down one leg, back up the other before he finally flicked a little kitten lick against the tip of Dick's cock.]
Fucking love the way you taste, Dickie... so hungry for you. Been thinking about this all fucking day...
[He couldn't really open his eyes under the spray of the shower, but he still flashed his brother a wicked grin before he once more leaned forward and drew the older man back into his mouth with a sloppy hum of enjoyment.]
Fucking love the way you taste, Dickie... so hungry for you. Been thinking about this all fucking day...
[He couldn't really open his eyes under the spray of the shower, but he still flashed his brother a wicked grin before he once more leaned forward and drew the older man back into his mouth with a sloppy hum of enjoyment.]
[ Dick groaned loudly as the younger boy teased and licked at his cock, his leg even tilting open as those lips left his cock and teased along his thigh. His head tilted forward so he didn't miss a single moment of what the other of doing, of any lick or bite. Of teasing touch of the other's lips and teeth. God, he already felt as hard as steel, and they had only just started. And even the others dirty words got his cock twitching happily. Dirty talk never failed to rile him up something fierce.]
Hm..Yeah? You should have told me sooner... I would have rushed home.
[ He felt a rush of desire at that wicked grin before those lips found his cock again and his hips tilted forward, pushing more of his cock into that mouth. His free hand reaching up to press against the wall as he rocked his hips into that mouth again and again.]
Fuck Jay-bird.
Hm..Yeah? You should have told me sooner... I would have rushed home.
[ He felt a rush of desire at that wicked grin before those lips found his cock again and his hips tilted forward, pushing more of his cock into that mouth. His free hand reaching up to press against the wall as he rocked his hips into that mouth again and again.]
Fuck Jay-bird.
Edited 2025-05-25 13:51 (UTC)
[Ah, there he is. Dick's expression brightens when they meet eyes, and he raises a hand in greeting. If Jason pokes him long enough, he'll feel the couple of broken ribs, and what's certainly a stab wound in his abdomen. Dick tries to drag himself to his feet, though--]
Hey, I can only go through so many mid-life crisis without help. Thanks for this, man. I'll get out of your hair soon enough.
Hey, I can only go through so many mid-life crisis without help. Thanks for this, man. I'll get out of your hair soon enough.
[Dick braced against the wall, hips rocking against his mouth and Jason groaned as he hollowed out his cheeks to create more suction. His hands came up to slide along the water slick skin of Dick's hips before circling around, blunt nails digging into the firm wonder that was his brother's ass. He encouraged the rocking, pulling Dick in closer to fuck further into his mouth.
He did so love it when Dick took what he wanted from him, after all. His own cock was heavy between his spread thighs and not all of the fluid that dripped from the tip was water from the shower. He tended to get messy when he was turned on. Messy and loud, though encouraging Dick to fuck his face put a damper on one of those tells.]
He did so love it when Dick took what he wanted from him, after all. His own cock was heavy between his spread thighs and not all of the fluid that dripped from the tip was water from the shower. He tended to get messy when he was turned on. Messy and loud, though encouraging Dick to fuck his face put a damper on one of those tells.]
How medical do you want to go with this, cause I can go full medical XD Following your cue.
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deadbirdarising
2025-05-26 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[The broken ribs were mostly standard, but the stab wound was something to be concerned about. Jason frowned as he tried to get a better look at the wound, a hand on Dick's chest to keep him seated as he carefully moved the ruined armor to see.]
Don't worry about it. Where would I be without dragged your ass out of a fire? Now shut up and stop trying to get up so I can see if you're leaking your guts or just bleeding.
Don't worry about it. Where would I be without dragged your ass out of a fire? Now shut up and stop trying to get up so I can see if you're leaking your guts or just bleeding.
not a prob! def won't be too graphic or knowledgeable pfft
backendbat
2025-05-26 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[He sighs a little, wobbling where he's half standing, and let's Jason look him over. It isn't too bad, not too deep, but it stretches long around his torso and down]
My kit went down with the ship...and the bike. Just need something to stop all this.
My kit went down with the ship...and the bike. Just need something to stop all this.
XD No worries! I just don't want to squick you on accident
deadbirdarising
2025-05-26 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
[So more of a slash than a stab. He can work with that. That meant the red stuff was just the normal red stuff and not anything...deeper. Tucking his shoulder in under Dick's armpit, he hauled the older vigilante up onto his feet, staying a little hunched so that Dick could use him as a crutch.
Honestly, it would be easier just to carry his brother's dumb ass, but that might injure Dick's pride beyond what he could heal from.]
Yeah, I got you. Let's get out of the burning building before hand, though. Smoke inhalation will kill you a lot faster than bleeding out from that scratch. Come on, my bikes just outside...
Honestly, it would be easier just to carry his brother's dumb ass, but that might injure Dick's pride beyond what he could heal from.]
Yeah, I got you. Let's get out of the burning building before hand, though. Smoke inhalation will kill you a lot faster than bleeding out from that scratch. Come on, my bikes just outside...
[Dick would absolutely climb Jason if he tried to carry him, and that would make it so much worse for all parties, and anyone still conscious.
Groaning softly to himself, he takes a deep breath and readies himself to move]
You can't say I don't take you to nice places these days.
Groaning softly to himself, he takes a deep breath and readies himself to move]
You can't say I don't take you to nice places these days.
[But carrying him would have been so much faster. Not to mention much less strain on Jason. Those couple of inches of height he had on the other man were just enough to make being a crutch a true pain in the ass. But if it meant Dick didn't fight him, he'd deal with the side cramp from the awkward position later.]
I mean, you could have at least served food, but it's not terrible. I guess.
[He was smirking under his helmet, getting Dick down and out of the building and helping him to swing a leg over the back of his bike.]
You gunna be able to hold on or should I tie your wrists together?
I mean, you could have at least served food, but it's not terrible. I guess.
[He was smirking under his helmet, getting Dick down and out of the building and helping him to swing a leg over the back of his bike.]
You gunna be able to hold on or should I tie your wrists together?
I owe you fries, then. Chili fries?
[he's smiling-- through the pained grimace-- at the rather emotionless helmet, but he knows. he's familiar with the tone, even with the module to mask Jason's voice, and the years they've been apart-- he knows.
there's another pained grunt when he swings that long leg over, but he huffs]
Just because I still have the handcuffs....I can hold on, Jay.
[he's smiling-- through the pained grimace-- at the rather emotionless helmet, but he knows. he's familiar with the tone, even with the module to mask Jason's voice, and the years they've been apart-- he knows.
there's another pained grunt when he swings that long leg over, but he huffs]
Just because I still have the handcuffs....I can hold on, Jay.
[It was infuriating how easy it was to slip back in to working along side Dick and even Bruce. He'd been trained by them, molded by them. They fit together like puzzle pieces. His piece had been dunked in water and had dried a little funky, but with a little bit of work, the picture was still whole.
It just wasn't a picture that he knew anymore.
Settling himself on the saddle of his bike, he waited for Dick to get a good grip on him before he kicked the beast awake, taking off for his closest safehouse as the blue and red lights of the GCPD rounded the corner.]
Don't even get me started on you and handcuffs!
It just wasn't a picture that he knew anymore.
Settling himself on the saddle of his bike, he waited for Dick to get a good grip on him before he kicked the beast awake, taking off for his closest safehouse as the blue and red lights of the GCPD rounded the corner.]
Don't even get me started on you and handcuffs!
[It's almost phenomenal how their pieces still fit to make the whole picture: cut and burned and drowned, when you put it together, they're all still there. Even as they change and move...and die. Is it the city that keeps them? Justice? The threads of family--?
Dick grabs Jason around the waist, not enough to squeeze, but if he keeps saying stuff like that, making him laugh while he's hurting so bad, he'll squeeze!]
Don't get started. Just drive, man.
Dick grabs Jason around the waist, not enough to squeeze, but if he keeps saying stuff like that, making him laugh while he's hurting so bad, he'll squeeze!]
Don't get started. Just drive, man.
[Death didn't change nearly as much as people thought it did. It's what happened afterwards that painted the world in a whole new light.
He drove, keeping the bike level and easy to hold onto for an injured party, keeping to the back alleys and narrow side passages that most people barely even knew existed. But they weren't most people. Gotham was theirs and they were hers and they knew her better than they knew themselves. No one stopped them as he pulled into a half built parking garage, cutting the bike's engine to let them coast easily into a half hidden parking spot.]
Come on, up you go. Almost there, then I can sew you shut.
He drove, keeping the bike level and easy to hold onto for an injured party, keeping to the back alleys and narrow side passages that most people barely even knew existed. But they weren't most people. Gotham was theirs and they were hers and they knew her better than they knew themselves. No one stopped them as he pulled into a half built parking garage, cutting the bike's engine to let them coast easily into a half hidden parking spot.]
Come on, up you go. Almost there, then I can sew you shut.
[The world certainly isn't kind to them these days. But maybe Dick deserves it. Karma for all of it.
Still, he was able to stay conscious for the whole ride, and he's only a little dizzy when they come to a stop. So this is where Jason's laying his head sometimes? He tries not to worry...Jason's grown.]
Alright, alright. Shove the elderly, why don't you.
[He eases his leg from around the bike, wincing only slightly, and takes a gander around the place]
Still, he was able to stay conscious for the whole ride, and he's only a little dizzy when they come to a stop. So this is where Jason's laying his head sometimes? He tries not to worry...Jason's grown.]
Alright, alright. Shove the elderly, why don't you.
[He eases his leg from around the bike, wincing only slightly, and takes a gander around the place]
[It really was just a half built parking garage. It looked like the project had been started a few years back, but had stalled in the middle as tended to happen in Jason's neck of the city. Gang activity, permit pulling, lack of funding. Anyone's guess was as good as anyone else's in the Bowery. Jason had parked next to what would have been the elevator shaft, but surely there was no elevator?
There was no roof.
And yet, Jason still hauled the doors open and inside was a car waiting. It even had power, as proven once Jay had keyed in his security codes and the whole thing lit up before the door slid shut and they were lowered down into what had probably been designed as a break room for security. It wasn't a big space, but Jason had a cot shoved into one corner and a makeshift kitchenette in another. Lockers and gear lined the walls and a large table had been set up in the middle.
It was on the table that Jason helped Dick stretch out.]
Hey, you said it. Disarm your suit. I don't want to electrocute myself cutting you out of it if you can't peel it off. When was the last time you ate something? Do I need to worry about you puking on me while I stitch you up?
[He pulled off his helmet mid-question, setting it aside before he shrugged out of his jacket.]
There was no roof.
And yet, Jason still hauled the doors open and inside was a car waiting. It even had power, as proven once Jay had keyed in his security codes and the whole thing lit up before the door slid shut and they were lowered down into what had probably been designed as a break room for security. It wasn't a big space, but Jason had a cot shoved into one corner and a makeshift kitchenette in another. Lockers and gear lined the walls and a large table had been set up in the middle.
It was on the table that Jason helped Dick stretch out.]
Hey, you said it. Disarm your suit. I don't want to electrocute myself cutting you out of it if you can't peel it off. When was the last time you ate something? Do I need to worry about you puking on me while I stitch you up?
[He pulled off his helmet mid-question, setting it aside before he shrugged out of his jacket.]
[Dick shouldn't be impressed by this place-- the cot is a Lot-- but he hasn't picked up his jaw even upon being laid on the table. Possibly because his apartment still looks awful and he's lived there awhile, and it still doesn't look this impressive.
Dick stays quiet for a moment, a fond smile tilting the corners of his mouth as Jason asks his questions...and when the helmet comes off, he's immediately reaching over to fluff Jason's hair]
No puking. I ate earlier today. Good to see you, Jaybird.
Dick stays quiet for a moment, a fond smile tilting the corners of his mouth as Jason asks his questions...and when the helmet comes off, he's immediately reaching over to fluff Jason's hair]
No puking. I ate earlier today. Good to see you, Jaybird.
[He was still shrugging out of the jacket when Dick started to ruffle his curls and for a moment, the gesture just....froze him. Not quite startled, but still off centered enough that it took a moment for his brain to reboot.
Blue tipped gloves catching the edge of the raised scar under the white patch helped that reboot along and Jay was quick to reach up and grab Dick's wrist in his hand. Not tight enough to hurt, but enough that Dick's fingers were safely off the only scar from before that actually still kinda hurt.]
I...sorry. It's, uh...a little sensitive.
[He let Dick's wrist go carefully, chewing his lower lip for an awkward moment before he cleared his throat and moved over to the sink to scrub his hands.]
Blue tipped gloves catching the edge of the raised scar under the white patch helped that reboot along and Jay was quick to reach up and grab Dick's wrist in his hand. Not tight enough to hurt, but enough that Dick's fingers were safely off the only scar from before that actually still kinda hurt.]
I...sorry. It's, uh...a little sensitive.
[He let Dick's wrist go carefully, chewing his lower lip for an awkward moment before he cleared his throat and moved over to the sink to scrub his hands.]
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