[Jason didn't have to say anything because Jason felt it. That warm bubble that came with a moment he wanted to keep in his memory forever to act as a reminder that things could still be good even when it felt like he all he knew was awful. This moment, that first touch of their lips, the heavy thud of his Counterpart's pulse under his fingertips, the way the man bared the broken parts of himself so that Jason could taste and touch and savor every part of him. It would keep him sane the next time he found himself in a situation he was pretty sure he wasn't going to walk away from.
And wasn't that the point? To find little pieces of warmth amid all the darkness of their lives?
He chuckled softly against Jason's chest at that whispered curse, but he didn't pull away. He savored the taste of him, clean skin and salt as he teased that nipple until it was perked enough for him to actually be able to give it a true suckle. And when he finally abandoned the first in favor of repeating the whole thing with the second, he replaced the warm wet of his mouth with the callous of his thumb instead.
His lips tingled by the time he decided to test if his Counterpart liked a little bit of pain when it was wrapped in the warmth of pleasure as well. He gave the second nipple one last kiss...then gave no warning before he closed his teeth around the oversensitive skin, hard enough to leave a nice imprint of his bite even as his tongue ruthlessly dragged over the captured nip.]
[ For a long time, Jason believed there was nothing good about the world. And certainly nothing good in it. He had seen the worst it had to offer, nearly been crushed by it to ever believe in the innate good of others. Bruce did. But Bruce was a fucking idiot and he was done listening to a fucking idiot. All he had to do was remember how that story ended to know that much. He couldn't trust anyone. Just himself.
And sometimes, he couldn't even do that right. At least, that's how it felt before he met his Counterpart. The meeting had challenged everything he'd come to believe about himself and his outlook on the world. There was no room for trust, except he trusted this man. No one was good. But Jason had been exactly that, good and kind, even when he'd had every right to be angry with him. What was he supposed to do in the face of that? What was he supposed to do except let his Counterpart come in close. It was his own little piece of warmth and it helped to brighten up some of the darkness.
The warmth of Jason's mouth felt too good and it had him arching up as he tried to soak up as much of heat as he could. Part of him wished he could run his fingers through his Counterpart's hair. But he kept his hands where they were and moaned instead, low and quiet. At the first hint of teeth, the pain bled easily into the pleasure of Jason's tongue easing away the sting. For long time, all Jason had ever known was pain. It was never anything good about it. But here, where he felt safe, it was incredible. He whined as the sensation peaked, fingers gripping the sheets just a little tighter. ]
Feels good, Jay. [ And that is an understatement. ]
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And wasn't that the point? To find little pieces of warmth amid all the darkness of their lives?
He chuckled softly against Jason's chest at that whispered curse, but he didn't pull away. He savored the taste of him, clean skin and salt as he teased that nipple until it was perked enough for him to actually be able to give it a true suckle. And when he finally abandoned the first in favor of repeating the whole thing with the second, he replaced the warm wet of his mouth with the callous of his thumb instead.
His lips tingled by the time he decided to test if his Counterpart liked a little bit of pain when it was wrapped in the warmth of pleasure as well. He gave the second nipple one last kiss...then gave no warning before he closed his teeth around the oversensitive skin, hard enough to leave a nice imprint of his bite even as his tongue ruthlessly dragged over the captured nip.]
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And sometimes, he couldn't even do that right. At least, that's how it felt before he met his Counterpart. The meeting had challenged everything he'd come to believe about himself and his outlook on the world. There was no room for trust, except he trusted this man. No one was good. But Jason had been exactly that, good and kind, even when he'd had every right to be angry with him. What was he supposed to do in the face of that? What was he supposed to do except let his Counterpart come in close. It was his own little piece of warmth and it helped to brighten up some of the darkness.
The warmth of Jason's mouth felt too good and it had him arching up as he tried to soak up as much of heat as he could. Part of him wished he could run his fingers through his Counterpart's hair. But he kept his hands where they were and moaned instead, low and quiet. At the first hint of teeth, the pain bled easily into the pleasure of Jason's tongue easing away the sting. For long time, all Jason had ever known was pain. It was never anything good about it. But here, where he felt safe, it was incredible. He whined as the sensation peaked, fingers gripping the sheets just a little tighter. ]
Feels good, Jay. [ And that is an understatement. ]