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Dick Grayson hates the smell of honeysuckle on the new Robin’s armour. He’s an omega, Batman has gotten another omega to replace him. The thought burns him up inside, scorching away the last shreds of any respect he feels for Bruce. It’s almost like Dick meant nothing to him. That anyone could fill his shoes and the second he took the Robin boots off- well Bruce already had a new, obedient little omega to fill them.
He doesn’t realize how much he’s stewing.
Jason is staying in the tower, flowery sweetness all over the place as if he isn’t wearing blockers at all. It might as well be a challenge with the way his omega scent is stronger than his own. Dick is the leader of the titans. Dick is the pack omega.
First Jason’s taken his place with Bruce and now the omega is trying to take his place with his family- with his pack.
The growing feeling of red makes it hard to see anything clearly. He has to push it down into his chest and hold on until he can use it. Just like most of the pain and suffering Bruce has put him through. Just like the violence and darkness that has been growing every day. He’ll get his chance, he just needs to wait for it.
A chance comes in the form of an impromptu outing. Kori is taking the kids out to get some new clothes and supplies. Jason who’s been isolating himself more as of late hides in his room and doesn’t ask to come along. It’s almost too perfect. The moment he see’s Kori drive off with a full car his instincts sing. His feet lead him to Jason’s door before he can help himself.
There’s a need to put the younger omega in his place. A need to show him exactly what the pack hierarchy is and more than that- a need to make sure he knows he can never replace Dick.
He forces his way into the younger omega’s space without asking.
Honeysuckles. It makes Dick see red with the way the faux sweetness seems to be everywhere. It’s as if Jason’s glands are on overdrive trying to erase Dick from his very home. It makes him growl low in his throat. The sound jolts the younger omega in the bed, then Jason is looking at him with wide eyes. He looks sick and green in the face. There’s a healthy amount of sweat on him that almost sheens in the fluorescent lights Dick flicks on. Immediately the man wraps both hands over his nose, pressing back and away from him.
Dick's eyes turn scarlet.
“ So you’re in here hiding after stinking up my domain with your scent? “
The omega shakes his head desperately, sweaty curls dancing around his face. They look soft but messy. Most definitely in a tangle from not being dealt with for the last few days. Dick growls pressing closer, the younger omega flinches almost falling off of the bed. One of the arms covering his nose shoots out.
“ Don’t come any closer! We can talk about this later. I’m sorry ok. I’m sorry for my scent. I'll stop, please just don’t come any closer.“
That isn’t good enough. The last thing Dick wants is for Jason to think he’s the one in control. He’s the younger omega, he’s the newest in the pack. If anything Dick crowding into his space is his right. So he pushes and lavishes in the way the younger man’s green-blue eyes go wide in fear and terror.
Dick wraps his hand around the younger boy's wrist and pulls it off of his face. He knows right now his own instincts are in overdrive. He has a heat coming up but he won’t go through it when Jason’s got his scent practically broadcasting his want to take over his space in his pack. He glares down at the omega to get submission. It’s only now that he’s this close does he notice the tremble to Jason’s figure. The worn-out fatigue seems to weigh on his very frame. The pale complexion and near beaten expression spells out that Jason knows exactly what's about to happen.
He still doesn’t dip his head though. He still doesn’t bend to Dick. So in retaliation, Dick lets out all the awful things that have been sitting on his chest. He lets it rumble and roar and smirks as the younger omega straight up flinches. His instincts sing in triumph as Jason tilts his head, back back back until he’s exposing his neck. The sight fills him with calm immediately and all he wants to do is sink his teeth into that perfect neck so everyone knows exactly what the hierarchy is.
He goes to do just that when the flaky edge of- something catches his attention. When he leans in to examine it Jason tries to squirm away.
“ Bro- I can explain- “
Dick takes hold of his chin to keep him steady. The moment Jason tries to move even a fraction he rumbles deep in his chest and the movement stops. Bat grade suppressant patches. Some that have been on far too long by the looks of things. Dick reaches for the edge and scrapes his fingers nail against the corner to peel enough off to get a good grip.
Jason starts to fight him. He thrashes and tries to get out of his hold with enough force that he almost sends Dick flying off of the bed. All it does is fuel his anger so he grabs one of Jason’s arms and pins him. It won’t keep him still for long. So he throws a powerful thigh over the omega’s lap to get enough leverage to stop him from moving.
At the same time his fingers get a good grip on the patch, Dick puts his whole entire weight down on the struggling body underneath him.
The rip of the patching coming off is so loud in the silence. All at once, the truth presses into him. As well as the younger man’s erection. Spice blasts away absolutely everything. It chases away any of the flowery perfume that had been haunting Dick for weeks. It’s so strong that Dick opens his mouth to taste it on his tongue. He draws it in deep and holds it.
The omega looks down his eyebrows scrunching in confusion.
The alpha underneath him stares up at him with a fearful gaze.
“ Bro- Please- “
Dick ignores him as he reaches for the other side and finds a blocker there too. Then he raises the alpha’s wrist and sure enough- Dick shoots back likes he’s been burnt. They are absolutely everywhere. Somehow now the bittersweetness of the scent makes sense. The way it clings and grinds on his instincts like a transgression. It had been fake- probably some omega from a can crap that Jason thought would work.
Well, technically it did. Faux hormonal sprays often couldn’t mimic the subtleties of actual scent markers. So for the most part Dick reading it as aggression made sense. Especially if Jason clearly had been using it to hide the scent of the rut he’s obviously in. Dick shifts to get off of the younger man. The slide of that large erection against him pulls a whine from Jason. Dick decides to ignore it.
“ You. Shower up and get those scent blockers off. We are going to talk but only after you get this- this smell out of here. “
Jason looks down but the submission doesn't feel as good as getting it from a rival omega. Now Dick just feels bad. He goes over to the windows and uses the panel to get them all open at once. The fresh air does wonders. Jason doesn’t move so Dick turns back and crosses his arms over his chest.
“ I’ll give you 30 minutes. “
He walks out of the room closing the door behind him. The quiet click of it closing gives Dick permission to start to process. First of all, Jason Todd for all his sass and swagger is not the omega he’s been painting himself to be. Dick can’t help find the situation puzzling. Why on earth would an alpha want to pretend to be an omega?
There’s the sound of shuffling inside so Dick decides to step away. He needs to clear his head. The fake smell of not omega is clinging to his clothing. It grates on his senses and leaves him twitching in irritation. The first thing they would be doing tomorrow is airing the place out and getting everyone cleaning. He is not putting up with this for another day if he doesn’t have to.
He goes back to his room to take a quick shower and change. He doesn’t take too long but by the time he’s done more than 20 minutes have gone by. He looks at the clock on the dresser while sliding on his pants. He’s about to forego a shirt when he pauses. If Jason’s isn’t an omega he probably shouldn’t be walking around shirtless should he?
Suddenly all Jason’s staring at his bare chest made sense. He had thought the younger man had been sizing up his cup size. Omegas did that when challenging others in their pack but Dick didn’t see a reason to worry when he beat Jason in that regard. He lets out a shaky laugh as it finally sinks in.
There’s a clean shirt on his nightstand that’ll work so he slips it on carelessly.
Jason is an alpha. No wonder he’s been staring so much and following behind Dick’s scent. He probably can’t help it. The broken chuckle gets out some of the bitterness and anger in his chest. He lets himself keep going until he can breathe easier. At some point, he must have gotten himself to calm down because now he doesn’t feel quite as bitter.
He grabs his phone off of the nightstand and heads back to Jason’s room.
This time he actually knocks. The moment he does he hears the curse behind the door. Then there’s shuffling before Jason finally tells him to come in. Dick slips in effortlessly but almost stumbles at the scent in the room.
It’s so clean and earthy. Like the air after a thunderstorm, or grass near a bubbling brook. Of course, there’s a hint of spice there too. There is always spice in an alpha’s scent but unlike Bruce’s Dick finds this one palatable. Jason looks uncomfortable. He’s at least in clean clothing, his scent glands a bit red, most likely from the patches finally being taken off.
Dick doesn’t realize he’s closing the distance until Jason is scrambling to the other side of the bed. It feels- wrong but he isn’t quite sure why. Now that he’s looking for them he can see Jason’s rut symptoms like a neon marker. The pale skin, the cold sweat, the trembles and the near manic energy that’s in the air. It all pales in comparison to the desire/frustration/desire that keeps flipping back and forth.
Dick finds himself lost in it but then Jason is talking and Dick wonders how long he’s been ignoring him. His eyes skate down that hard body that’s been filling out during training. Full in all the right places now that he’s looking. The only thing a little unsettling is the dip of the waist. It makes Dick wonder exactly how long Jason’s been pretending to be an omega.
Apparently, he asks out loud.
“ Robin is an omega- “ Jason offers up weakly. It’s stupid especially considering the fact that Bruce always fought him on that. He always made Dick wear blockers but quickly made him take them off whenever it would be a convenient distraction. Or when it would calm someone in distress. Some of the ugliness inside comes back at the comment.
“Oh poor you. Let me guess Bruce made you get all dressed up and perfumed you up to be the perfect little decoy? “
Jason recoils physically. The anger on his face is a familiar expression that Dick welcomes. He knows what to do with anger, he didn’t know what to do with whatever the other emotion had been.
“Jesus Christ, do you even hear yourself? B would never- It had been my idea. So people didn’t think you were gone and Omega’s kept having someone to look up to. You’re every omega’s hero. “
The compliment knocks him off guard. He isn’t ready to hear it and certainly isn’t ready for the little flip his stomach does at the words. Sure he knew in theory other omega’s saw him as a role model but to hear it so flagrantly? He swallows unsure.
“ I didn’t want to take away one of the few omega heroes we have and just…. Make it into another alpha symbol. “
It- makes sense. Dick deep down knows that. Still, he wants to be mad at Bruce so he pushes on anyway.
“ Yea sure- Is that why you’re always staring at my tits then? Showing your appreciation for an omega hero? “
Jason scowls. “ That’s not fair bro- “
Dick scoffs, cutting him off. He pushes into Jason’s space and the alpha backs up a fraction before pushing back. Good. That’s what Dick wants- he wants Jason to get into his space and give him an excuse.
“ What’s not fair? The fact that you’re still just a pup looking for a mom to breastfeed you or that you apparently are such a poor alpha that you can convince everyone you meet that you’re an omega without even trying. “
The roll of that thundery scent is delicious. Dick wants to cover himself in the explosive way it flares. He doesn’t realize how much he’s getting into Jason’s space until his hand is pressing against that fat bulge in his lap. He had gotten a good feel earlier. The sheer size of it had been distinctly not omega and all hard throbbing lines of pure alpha. He makes a sound low in his throat.
“ Maybe you’re an alpha only by name. “
Jason shoves his shoulder, hard. Dick doesn’t move so he’s got to use two hands to push him again.
“ Fuck you. “
Dick growls in warning but Jason ignores it. When the alpha lunges Dick relishes the fight.
The scent of rut, anger and frustration are addictive. It leaves Dick’s head spinning as adrenaline fills him up everywhere that is empty. Jason is young and his inexperience shines through. Except for in the way he clearly is trying to force Dick to submit in an entirely distinctive method.
There’s no technique or strategy to his movements. It’s all raw instincts and hormones, a dance Dick is unfamiliar with. He tries to roll from under Jason before he can pin him. He’s using his size to try to get the advantage. He doesn’t realize his mistake until Jason’s teeth are digging into the back of his neck drowning him in scrumptious submission.
He collapses under that hard body. It feels foreign. His face in Jason’s sheets with Jason’s erection up against his ass and Jason’s teeth in his throat.
Just as quick as he does it the alpha pushes off. Dick feels like a puddle of jelly, his limbs shaky and unresponsive from the scruffing.
“ Bro Jesus shit sorry I didn’t mean to- “
A rusty purr leaves Dick’s throat before he can stop it.
“ But you did. “
Now that Dick’s lying still he can feel the wetness that’s making a mess of his pants. His walls are clenching around nothing, eager to be full and hungry for alpha cock. He moans as he struggles to shift, body lax and pliant for- well for the alpha that’s made him submit.
Jason is deathly silent behind him.
“ Aren’t you going to finish what you started alpha? “ the words slur slightly, but it’s just because of how wonderfully lax he is. It takes a lot, but he manages to shift enough to look over his shoulder at the shock still alpha. Dick’s eyes flutter to the massive tent in his pants.
“Or is that only for show too? “
The distinctive gold flash in the alpha’s eyes is perfect. Almost as good as the satisfying rip as Jason’s tears open his leggings. He can’t even enjoy the moment cool air hits his blistering cunt, because Jason’s putting his salivating mouth on it immediately. The first touch of that tongue makes him quiver. His eyes flutter shut as Jason spreads him out and laps at his folds.
He hasn’t been eaten out many times of course, but he can still tell Jason is good at it. His legs tremble, still stuck stationary against the bed. What Dick wouldn’t give to bury his fingers into those messy brown locks and grind his pussy back against that mouth. He pants heavily, a low moan escaping his lips.
Next time- for now, he’ll just take what he’s given. He’ll let Jason have his way for the first round before making full use of that mouth and cock for the second go-round.
Jason’s tongue flutters inside of him and Dick sees stars. Jason’s thumb presses against his throbbing clit, rubbing fast little circles that send sparks of pleasure through his body. He gets just enough strength back to tense. His eyes practically roll as Jason plays him like a Brantelid plays Prokofiev Sinfonia Concertante.
“ Fuck bro- pussy so pretty. So pretty and pink just takes everything and still wants more. “
Jason spreads him out and those hot puffs of air make him tingle. The words are low almost as if Jason is talking to his sex itself. He growls from the lack of stimulation then that fat hot tongue is spearing into him again.
It feels like surrender. Every part of him sings for this and Dick can’t overcome his instincts no matter how much he wants to. Though at this point- does he really want to?
Jason eats him out for what feels like hours. He leaves Dick a shaky mess and gives him orgasm after orgasm with startling precision. By the time a curious finger starts to tease his hole, he’s mindless in bliss with no strength left in his body. The thick scent of Jason’s rut hovers over them like a cloud.
“ Ssss’good, tastes amazing.”
The words are whispers against his folds. The soft vibrations make him tremble.
The way the alpha strokes him is hesitant. It’s only slightly more than a caress as he dips a finger in only to take it away. Dick is craving the stretch. He wants to be spread open wide then fed that fat cock that's been pressing into his thigh for the longest. He wants the violence and dominance that comes from an alpha out of control in rut.
“ C’mon are you just gonna stare at it, are you gonna do something? “
Dick can't help the growl in his voice. He tries to arch off of the bed but gets little more than a centimetre before he’s crashing back down. A huff of annoyance leaves his throat. The silence from the alpha behind him is deafening.
“ I don’t think you’re in any position to be making demands Bro. “
He can practically feel the smile from the younger man. The fingers that have been soft and searching- turn demanding. A broken moan shakes out of him as one of those rough fingers slides into him. It’s not nearly enough. His cunt is wet enough that it isn’t even a stretch.
He stamps down a whine because he isn’t the type to beg but he needs more. Jason hums.
“ I think I get it now. This is why you’ve been so mean to me, isn’t it? You’ve been wanting cock and were scared that another omega would take it all. “
Dick’s heart- does something. He isn’t quite sure but he feels the pang.
“ Shut up. “
A second finger joins the first and spreads him out. He feels open and uncomfortable as Jason’s burning gaze looks inside of him. The laugh Jason lets out is so warm Dick wants to roll around in it.
“ I don’t think I will and if you want THIS I’m thinking you need to learn a little bit nicer to me. “
Jason presses that hard cock into his hip and sparks dance behind his eyes. It’s so much, one twist of the alpha’s fingers and he’s going over, over, over the edge. He feels the orgasm as much as the gush. It’s loud and as Dick’s walls clamp down he hears himself squirt.
His teeth dig down into his bottom lip to bite back his whine. A twinge of copper coats his tongue but it does nothing to hinder his climax. He doesn’t have enough strength to shudder through it. So instead he stays there in silence, body quivering as the last of the tension leaves him soft and malleable.
Dick swallows in mouthfuls of air as he tries to collect himself. Jason’s presence is almost smothering him. His legs are damp and he doesn’t even want to know what the alpha looks like. Not now that he’s made a mess of the bed and sheets.
Jason withdraws his fingers the slightest bit and Dick’s heartbreaks.
He says it softly first. It gets Jason to pause though so he’s grateful for that. Jason leans down on top of him. Breath hot in his ear, abs firm against his back.
“ Again. “
Humiliation and something else sweeps through him.
“ Plea..se. “
The rumble of ‘good omega’ wakes up something long since sleeping inside of him. It tears through his body hot and fierce. The neediest whine he’s been desperate to hold back rips through the last of his composure. He gets another finger in his sloppy hole and it’s like he can breathe.
It’s loud and messy but God is it good.
“ Please Alpha Please I need it please. “
Jason’s voice in his ear is shifting something inside of him. It’s making him want and desperate. He can’t hold back anything anymore. Now he’s just one big ball of need and the answer to all of his desires are pulsing against his hip. He doesn’t know why the alpha doesn’t just give it to him. He’s definitely wet enough- but for some reason, four fingers are spreading like Jason thinks he can break him.
“ God can’t believe I made you squirt for me Dickie, want to see you do that on my cock. Want to see you cream on my knot. Gonna make you all loose so I’m the only thing that can fit in here. “
It’s all rut babble. Dick probably shouldn’t pay it any mind but he finds himself doing it anyway. Every whisper and promise makes him whine and keen. So close to getting what he wants but also so far away. There’s a soft push and then Dick hazily realizes Jason’s almost got his entire fist in there.
“ Jason- Little wing please. “ He cooes sweet and softly. Hoping that if he’s good and nice and lovely, that Jason will deem him ready and fuck him into smaller pieces than he’s already in. The nickname is foreign but Jason twitches against his side so he knows he’s on the right track.
“ My perfect little Robin. My perfect alpha- please little wing. Fuck and knot me. Let- Let me take care of your rut. “
The sound Jason makes is needy and sweet. It fills Dick with so much elation it peppers in the room. He knows that Jason craves love, anyone who grew up with Bruce Wayne would have no choice but to. The man on a good day could only be courteous. Dick however- Dick can give Jason that gentle, sweet love that only an omega can.
It feels odd to tap into it. The little purr he lets out is rusty and not nearly as melodic as Kori’s can be. Still he purrs at Jason, wiggling his hips a bit. Jason growls and a hand stills his hips.
“ Knot me and fill me up Jay- please. “
The fist comes out slow and careful and Dick wants to cry in relief. He’s ready, so beyond ready for the alpha. Jason nips the back of his neck and he rolls into it. He loves this. Everything about it is so wonderful. When Jason pulls off of him he keens before quickly falling silent. It’s ok Jason is only moving back to give him what he needs.
His cunt stays open and wide. He can’t squeeze it close for the life of him. The muscles are slow to tighten and Dick sighs in pleasure. The emptiness is aching but soon Jason is going to fill him up like he needs.
Sweat drips down his brow.
“ Present. “
Dick’s entire body freezes. He- He swallows but Jason doesn’t say anything else. Dick can’t move- his entire body is aching and loose. He barely manages to look back but even then all he can see is bits of Jason. He whines in a way that he thinks is imploring but it comes out rough.
“ I- but you scruffed me- I-I can’t “
Jason rubs a hand on his hips and the touch does nothing to soothe him.
“ If you want my cock you’re going to get in the right position for it. Not gonna make you say this is my idea. You’re gonna meet me halfway. “
Tears of frustration tickle his eyes. It’s probably his fault for being such a hardass. Where else would Jason get this from if not him?
Deep down he knows the alpha is right. A big part of him let go knowing that he could blame Jason later. Say that he had done everything and then he could, walk away with clean hands. Not like this however. Not if he- Not if he presents for it.
Jason’s hot, bare cock rubs against his gaping hole.
“ What’s it going to be Dickie? “
Dick chokes on his sob. He needs it. He wants it. He has to have it. He tries, He tries to move and he barely gets enough tension to claw his fingers. He feels heavy, too heavy. The exertion makes him tremble. Jason encourages him with another press of that fat cock and Dick almost cries when it’s taken away.
This time he claws his fingers and toes. It’s like he’s in a suit of cement. Everything is heavy and stiff. There’s no energy to summon and no strength to surmount the obstacle which is his body.
He manages to get up an inch before collapsing back down.
“ C’mon baby you want it don’t you? Present and I’ll take care of the rest of it. You won’t have to worry about a thing. “
Dick whines but tries again. He struggles for what feels like hours. His limbs loose, and his body quaking with every inch he fights for. He crumples more times than he can count. Each time more discouraging until Jason whispers filthy promises to get him back up. He’s a sweat shaking mess by the time he gets halfway there. He’s so close. So So close but it feels like miles away. A small part of him hopes Jason will accept this. But he doesn’t and Dick has to keep going. He has to keep shifting and shuffling until he’s in that pretty arch he told himself he would never take.
He gasps for air. The pressure doesn’t feel good. Not when he can’t support himself. He shuffles his shoulders the barest inch and then- then he’s there. Every part of him feels the strain. His muscles are absolutely throbbing from exertion. He has no idea how long he’s been trying but now- but now-
Jason slams into him and he cries out sharp and loud. There’s no precursor. Not more teasing, no more waiting. Instead, he’s getting everything he wants and more.
Jason cock feels huge. During his struggle, his walls had slowly but surely come back little by little. Not enough of course to be as tight as before Jason gave him his fist, but still tighter. The snug fit almost edges on pain as what must be the thickest cock in the world opens him up.
He tries to say- something. His jaw is slack and his body is completely devoid of any strength. He just takes and takes each and every thrust. The loud slap slap slap of the alpha’s hips almost hurt. Dick’s sure that the adonis belt is going to leave bruises but he can’t find it in himself to care. His vision turns hazy as his eyes start to cross. His entire face is lax from pleasure, his tongue lolls out uselessly.
God only knows what he looks like. Probably a disaster. He doesn’t want to see himself but then Jason is saying filth that makes his heart race. He gets everything. Sweet compliments of love, pet and darling. Mean words like- slut, whore and bitch. It’s a mess. One moment Jason is making love to him and the next- the next he’s got a hand on his throat forcing Dick’s breathes.
It’s a good thing he does because Dick doesn’t think he’d remember how to breathe otherwise. He passes out at some point. He can’t keep up with Jason’s stamina. He hasn’t even gotten the knot yet but it feels like it's been days. When he comes to it’s to orgasm. He screams his throat raw. He feels the droplets fly everywhere. He feels the spray go down his legs and all over the alpha.
He’s losing time but that doesn’t seem to bother Jason. The alpha growls and Dick bares his throat without thinking.
“ Pretty Pretty omega- Pretty- Gorgeous- mine- So good for me- fuck so good for me. “
Dick whines and his body flushes from the praise. The soft words rain down and he loves them. Then Jason calls him a bitch and shame has him curling away.
“ Shhh, baby I know I know. I know bro- Don’t worry you aren’t any old bitch. No, You’re my perfect beautiful bitch. My wonderful bountiful bitch. Gonna pup you up and give you a whole litter to brood. More pups for your precious little family. A nice big pack to love you and need you. “
Dick cries. He doesn’t know what kind of tears they are. His face must be ugly by now. He’s not even presenting anymore. Jason’s long since fucked him out of the position. Jason drags a pillow over from the head of the bed and shoves it under his hips. It’s a mercy to his screaming muscles. He tries to wipe his tears but all he can manage is hiding his face away.
Jason takes the hand and kisses him. He kisses his sweaty damp face and then Dick thinks he falls in love with him. The realization startles him. He gulps down air, his heart thumping so fast he thinks he’s about to have a stroke.
The hot hard bulge of Jason’s knot starts to press against him and Dick’s eyes fly open. He doesn’t- he can’t breathe- he can’t breathe. Jason growls and keeps him still. His thrusts go at speed too fast to track before becoming more of a forceful grind. He’s going to knot Dick and come inside of him. He’s going to give Dick a family and they are going to be- together-
Together forever.
Jason moans his name out in a way that is devastating before kissing him hard and deep. Dick’s lungs scream and he feels like he’s about to pass out. Jason shoves his knot in and then he’s seeing white. He’s getting so full. His cunt, his womb, his mouth, his heart. He’s so full of Jason he can’t find himself. His fingers claw into the alpha’s back but Jason doesn’t shy away from his desperation.
He clings to him just as hard and the two of them- become one person.
The mate bond snaps between them without a bite and Dick cries. He cries and sobs until Jason has to stop kissing him because he’s just crying so much. He can’t see his expression. Just feels those gentle hands and that fat knot and feels so taken care of. Jason tries to soothe him and shush him but Dick has to say it before he forgets.
He has to say it before this wonderful fullness is gone and he’s empty again. Cold, empty and alone and these instincts die like all the other wonderful feeling of happiness and love in his life has.
“ I love you. “
Jason’s breath catches. Or maybe that’s his. He can’t tell. They are so into each other that Dick can’t tell where Jason ends and he begins.
“ I love you. “
He chokes and prepares for the bitter rejection. He knows it’s coming so he cries and mourns the new bond that is so fresh and fragile. He wants to cover his face and hide but he can’t because Jason just pins his wrist to the bed and looks at him. Looks at all of him. He can feel his eyes on him but he’s too blind from his own tears to see.
“ I love you I love you I love you- “
Dick mutters the words over and over and over again. Trying to imprint this moment into his heart. Into his memories for when he’s broken again. His throat is raw from saying it. He doesn’t know what to do but Jason shifts his hips choking Dick off.
“ Breathe- Breathe for me please baby breathe. “
It’s not an alpha command. Dick has long grown out of following those. Still, he gulps down air and with Jason’s shaky guidance he somehow manages to get some oxygen. It’s just enough to stop the dizziness but not enough for anything else. It isn’t until he's given all the tears that he can does he realize how light he feels. How irrefutably wrung out and at peace he is. It’s almost as if every drop of fear, anxiety, hate and coldness inside of him has been melting away and into the ether.
Jason wipes away his tears with a corner of the sheet and Dick looks up. For the first time in his life, he feels like he’s seeing. Jason looks just as Dick feels. His hair is a mess, his complexion blotchy from exertion. His eyes are those beautiful green-blue but there’s gold around the pupil making him look ethereal.
Dick’s heart skips a bit.
“ I love you too. “
Jason kisses him and Dick can breathe. He can breathe and hear and see in full color. Everything swirls together and suddenly he’s whole again. Whole on his own and wholly Jason’s. They kiss long after Jason’s knot goes down. They kiss and kiss and then make love while they kiss. Dick feels every part of his body aching as Jason takes him again and again.
He kisses every part of Dick, touching and tasting and loving until he teaches Dick how to do the same to him. It isn’t anything like his heats that are frantic and anxious. This feels precious and important and Jason takes care of them the entire time. For days Dick thinks he survives only on Jason’s love. They manage water from the sink but that’s the extent of it.
By the time the haze of rut, love and the new mating bond lets go of them they are haggard but glowing.
Jason kisses each of his fingers softly and surely. Tears prickle the corner of his eyes from the tenderness. It’s only now does he know why he had been so furious with Jason. It had been because within himself he had wanted and knew he couldn’t have another omega. His soul had been reaching out for him since the very first moment they met. The bitterness of not being able to be together had been suffocating him.
“ I love you. “
Jason says it first this time.
Happiness peppers the air, blending in with electricity and thunder. Sweet like spring and dew. Dick knows it’s them- their scents amalgamating into something perfect and uniquely them. Never again does he think he could handle smelling them separate. He holds onto Jason a little tighter and the alpha returns the squeeze.
“ I love you too. “