[Almost as soon as the words were out of his mouth, Jason could feel the blush that heated his face. He hadn't meant it as anything salacious...but now that he had a shirtless Bruce Wayne sitting on his couch? On his couch in touching distance.
He was powerless to stop his eyes from roaming over the expanse of that impressive chest.]
Ah-
[He squeezed his eyes shut, blush burning brighter as he shook his head in an attempt to bring back the brain cells that had dropped to his dick.]
You got tea on it. I can wash it before the stain sets...
[ That was Jay wasn't it? Practical to a T. Bruce appreciated that and thought maybe could play it off as teasing and honestly, in a way he was. But seeing Jason blush like that? Always put a little flutter in his chest. He was cute when he blushed. ]
It was just an old work shirt. [ Not anything special. His suit's got worse stains. But he wisely kept that little quip to himself. ] But thanks.
[ He cleared his throat and relaxed a little where he sat. ]
[He should have just taken the shirt and high tailed the four steps back over to his sink so he could do exactly as he'd said and get water on the stain before it set. He should have stopped letting his eyes roam over all that skin, the color on his cheeks getting steadily darker.
He should have done a lot of things.
Instead, he leaned up and forward to kiss the other man again, his hands coming up to brace lightly against Bruce's bare chest.]
[ Bruce was glad that Jason stayed. Glad that he'd chosen him instead of turning away again. Maybe it made him a little bit selfish, because more than anything he wanted Jason to stay. But when their lips touched, he couldn't bring himself to care. He sacrificed himself for Gotham every night. It would be okay to want this one thing.
He leaned into the kiss, arms circling Jason's waist tugging him a little bit closer and leaving enough room for him to climb into his lap if he wanted. ]
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He was powerless to stop his eyes from roaming over the expanse of that impressive chest.]
Ah-
[He squeezed his eyes shut, blush burning brighter as he shook his head in an attempt to bring back the brain cells that had dropped to his dick.]
You got tea on it. I can wash it before the stain sets...
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It was just an old work shirt. [ Not anything special. His suit's got worse stains. But he wisely kept that little quip to himself. ] But thanks.
[ He cleared his throat and relaxed a little where he sat. ]
Will you come sit down?
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He should have done a lot of things.
Instead, he leaned up and forward to kiss the other man again, his hands coming up to brace lightly against Bruce's bare chest.]
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He leaned into the kiss, arms circling Jason's waist tugging him a little bit closer and leaving enough room for him to climb into his lap if he wanted. ]