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Dick hadn't really expected his roommate to be as… attractive as he was.
On the run from it all Dick needed a place to crash for a few months, lay low while authorities looked for Stray. Crime Alley seemed to fit that description.
He'd pawned the jewelry to a local gang, the Red Hoods or something like that, and was free of nothing but the financial gain from the latest heist he'd pulled off.
Dick wasn't a stupid guy, he knew he couldn't afford to just rent a place from an owner or management company (Mostly because Bruce was still on his tail) so finding someone in need of a temporary roommate was the next best thing.
Except, Jason Todd was so far above everything the word ‘Hot’ was dead and buried.
Of course, that was a month ago. But even now, Dick found his roommate unnecessarily attractive.
Jason Todd had his own night life, it seemed, but by day he was a mechanic. Or he was cooking food for the both of them because he didn't trust Dick in his kitchen.
But they worked together well, it made Dick miss having a partner and a home to come back to. After all, once Selina had married Bruce and Barbara had broken up with him, Dick was left with nobody and was constantly on the run, looking for the next big catch.
And it was sweet, how Jason always asked Dick how his days went and always had food ready for him. It made something flutter in his heart, a kind of love he hadn't been privy to in far too long.
Kind of like now.
It was Valentine's day and all day Dick had seen boyfriends and girlfriends come through with flowers, chocolates, or various other gifts for their partners.
Sometimes, Dick hated taking jobs to keep his cover, especially this one. Shop clerk over Valentine's week.
Good thing he only had a few more hours to go.
The apartment smelled like chocolate when he walked in and he was far too afraid of finding some girl sitting at the table with champagne and homemade chocolates with Jason sitting across making flirty moves towards her.
Instead he found Jason making chocolate covered strawberries with chicken marsala simmering on the stove and the dinner table set up for two.
“Dickie!” Jason called over his shoulder. “I made us dinner, how about you go get relaxed and out of your work clothes?”
Dick smiled, he hadn’t been sure what exactly he'd been hoping for, but this was definitely it.
Dinner, like always, was great.
“I made chocolate covered strawberries, they should be cool by now, do you want them?” Jason asked. Dick was sure he could see a blush spreading across his face, like Jason was nervous.
“Sure,” Dick smiled calmly, reaching over to pet Jason's hair. Jason was definitely blushing and it made butterflies swarm in his stomach.
The strawberries looked delectable, covered in dark chocolate with white chocolate drizzle and served on a cute heart plate, it screamed indulgence. And Dick was nothing if not indulgent. And stupid, very, very stupid.
“I'm not mad, but all of this for a roommate?” Dick asked.
He watched something in Jason's face tighten, his jaw clenching just barely, eyes zeroing, and eyebrows knitting, all before his face went slack.
“Yeah, all for my roommate.”
Dick felt the venom as the word slipped into the air. And he knew he'd fucked up.
“I'm gonna go take a shower,” Jason said before standing up, face stormy, and leaving.
Dick followed him with his eyes, wanting desperately to reach out and pull him back to the table, but cowardice won out and he stayed still.
–
Dick looked at the plate of strawberries that Jason had made for them, he hadn't had the heart to eat them on his own, and then up at Jason's bedroom door.
Two hours since the dinner debacle, Jason had to have calmed down by now, at least a little bit.
“Jason?” Dick asked softly as he knocked against the door.
He heard some shuffling before the door opened a crack and he could barely see the outline of Jason's face in the light from the hallway. His eyes looked red.
“What?”
Dick blanched. He didn't know what to say or do now that he was here, all previous words and thoughts failing because he'd failed to account for one possibility: Jason would be willing to talk.
“I, uh…” Dick swallowed the spit in his mouth. “Apologize for earlier, didn't-”
“It's alright, you don't feel the same, it's fine.” Jason somehow looked even worse after he spoke, like thinking about Dick not liking him was the worst thing ever.
“No! No! I-I actually am in love with you, myself!” Dick frantically fanned his face, suddenly very aware of how deep this hole he was digging got. “I just… didn't… expect you to be as well.”
He heard Jason scoff. “You don't need to lie to me, we both know you're way out of my league. I shouldn't have tried. I mean-”
“You're out of my league!” Dick frantically defended. “You're hot and educated and so, so intelligent. You can cook! I can barely make a ready meal without burning a house down!”
“-You’re gorgeous and smart and so soft with everyone! I don't-”
“Wait.”“What?”
They both stared at each other, faces bright red and eyes locking in a trance.
“Can I come in? Or do I need to serenade you?” Dick half joked, using his unoccupied hand to rub his neck.
“Wait. You think I'm hot? You're fucking Dick Grayson! Literally the hottest guy to walk the Earth,” Jason argued as he opened the door a little more.
“Eh, not really, now you on the other hand? Picturesque.” Dick sighed dreamily. “Muscles and scars that make you look badass, a strong jaw that would make anyone jealous, not to mention your thighs-”
Jason was red down to his chest as he frantically slapped a hand over Dick's mouth.
“Okay, okay! I believe you, jeez,” He huffed, hip-checking his door open. “You can come in.”
Dick set the plate of strawberries on the bedside table. Jason's room was much more organized than his was, no random piles of one-time-worn clothes and no socks thrown on the floor in fits of midnight overheating. Dick liked it.
“So we're…” Jason branched as he sat on his desk chair, a black metal folding one that creaked a bit when sat on. Dick blocked out the worst of his thoughts.
“I mean,” he fiddled with his fingers. “If you want. But there's something I have to tell you first.”
Jason frowned, it caused Dick stress to see Jason like that. He looked like a kicked puppy, it made Dick's heart clench.
“I'm-” Dick took a deep breath. Rip the bandage off, that's what his parents used to say. “I'm Stray.”
Jason looked at him weird. “You live with me though.”
Dick cut off a laugh of astonishment.
“No, like the infamous thief.”
He watched understanding dawn on Jason's face. Before something else hit him.
“Oh,” Jason looked past Dick for a moment. “Cool. Cool. Um.”
Dick felt his entire body deflate. How could he have been so stupid? Everyone hates a thief!
“Good,” Jason smiled at him. And now Dick was confused.
Tilting his head he watched something giddy overcome Jason's expression.
“I'm Red Hood, leader of the Red Hood gang.”
Dick stopped breathing for a moment before absurdity slammed into him.
“You suck at naming things, you know that?” Dick mouthed off on first instinct, not letting anything else out. “And why does a gang leader need a roommate?”
Jason pointedly looked away, blush coloring his cheeks. “I mean, Stray kinda…”
Dick nearly face palmed.
(“I'll probably lay low,” Stray commented as he thumbed through the cash.
Red Hood hummed. “Where's a pretty kitty like you gonna crash?”
Dick shrugged as he closed the case.
“Might look for a roommate, who knows.”)
They made eye contact for a few seconds before a wave of hysteria overcame Dick and he doubled over, causing Jason to rush over.
Jason grabbed Dick's shoulders, trying to keep him from kissing the floor, before startling as lips pressed against his.
They stilled for a moment, Dick's breathless little laughs singeing Jason's lips where they touched. Dick felt elated, his heart thumping a rhythm he couldn't track as his fingers shook where they came up to rest against Jason's cheeks.
They pulled away just barely, resting against each other's nose and breathing the other's exhales.
“We're both stupid,” Dick chuckled before leaning in again. “We're really fucking stupid.”
Jason giggled before splaying his hands across Dick's back, pulling the other into an arch for a deeper kiss, this time tongues slipped between lips and teeth, shaking Dick into a moan.
“Jay,” He whined before chasing the bigger man's mouth.
He couldn't believe this. Couldn't believe anything happening to him, if he was being honest.
“Get on the bed,” Jason whispered as he bypassed Dick's lips to gently nip his earlobe. “C’mon.”
Dick pouted before turning around and getting on the bed.
He huffed as Jason's weight pressed him into the mattress, placated by more kisses as they tried to shimmy out of their clothes.
Dick kicked his boxers and pajama bottoms from around his ankles, trying desperately to keep his lips connected to Jason's.
His shirt slipped between them, forcing the kiss to break.
“Fuck, Jay,” Dick whined as he scratched as Jason's shoulders, trying to pull his shirt off alongside his own.
“Dickie, calm down,” Jason chuckled against his lips, reaching down to discard his shirt. “Just give me a minute.”
Dick whimpered as he watched Jason's sculpted chest come into view, immediately flipping them once the sound of fabric hitting the floor rang out.
Jason looked up at him, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape.
Dick closed his mouth around a perked nipple, biting and sucking marks as his other hand came up to play with the other one.
“Gahahhh- Dick, what-?” Jason whimpered as his hips bucked against Dick's thigh, his hard cock pressed into soft skin.
Dick mewled as he bit down around the bud, teeth sinking in and skin puffing up.
Dick felt as Jason suddenly pressed him into the mattress, dislodging his hold.
They looked at each other, tension passing between them. Dick almost felt cowed at the look of want Jason had on his face, but he wouldn't give up that easy.
He gasped as a mouth found its way across his neck, sucking and nipping, stubble itching softly across skin, and fluffy black hair catching on a crack in Dick's lip. He tongued the hair from his mouth, huffing as he gently ran his fingers across Jason's scalp.
He felt a brief moment of cooling spit against his neck before teeth clamped around his pulse point, jolting his body into an arch and his brain into overdrive. Everything was suddenly sharper, the scent of mint from Jason's shampoo, the smell of skin and arousal and the painful pleasure radiating from his neck.
“Jason!”
His fingers tightened, tugging on hair and nails sinking into a muscled shoulder as he writhed underneath him.
Chuckling, Jason pulled back, smiling down at him. “You alright?”
Dick panted, bucking his hips, trying fruitlessly to grind against something. “Please, just fuck me.” He whined, twisting one hand in black curls as his other fell to tear the blankets up.
He watched satisfaction smooth over Jason's face, “Wow, kitty, didn't expect such a strong effect.”
Dick whimpered as he tried to press his pussy into anything at all.
“Please,” He whined, spreading his thighs. He watched Jason take a steadying breath and he knew he'd won. “Jason, pretty please?”
Smirking, Dick watched Jason struggle to shove down his boxers, the elastic band catching on his thick thighs before finally his cock slapped against his stomach, dribbling precome across dark pubic hair.
“Fuck, Dickie, so pretty for me,” Jason whispered as he leaned down, pressing kisses across Dick's top scars and nipples, as his hand reached down to slip between Dick's folds.
“Jay-” Dick gasped as rough fingers rubbed across his wet clit, hips twitching at the sudden friction. He moaned loudly as two fingers bracketed the nub and jerked it as lips pressed against his again. “Jason…”
They kissed deeply as Jason's fingers slowly inched downward to press into Dick's hole, his palm still applying pressure to the twitchy little bud and slick soaked folds, forcing little moans from Dick's lips between kisses.
“Please, more,” Dick begged, nipping again at a bitten red lip, grinding down against a calloused hand. “Need more.”
“Dick, wanna- Pretty Kitty, can I,” He panted, cock straining and dripping pre against the pubic curls framing the leaking cunt.
“Please,” Dick kissed against Jason's mouth.
Fingers were removed, leaving a terrible emptiness which was quickly remedied by the head of a thick cock slowly splitting him open.
Dick yowled, nail catching Jason's skin as his back bowed and his eyes rolled back, mouth hanging open in a breathless pant.
Jason wrestled Dick still, holding up his arms and pinning him down.
Dick felt warm, so, so warm. He felt full and he felt small, it took an incredible person to make Dick Grayson feel small. He clenched around the thick intrusion, moaning as he felt the tip pressing into his soft spot. He almost felt mindless as he babbled up at his Jason.
“Jay, please, ngh, need more,” He writhed relentlessly, “Gonna- please, pretty please-”
He felt teeth playing across his chest as the dick inside of him slowly pulled out, leaving him warm but empty in its presence, but slamming back in and hitting his insides perfectly.
Fingers curled and Dick arched his back, trying desperately to cling to coherent thought. It was hard though, with the pace Jason immediately set, it was like he was trying to carve out a space for himself in Dick's ribs.
“Jason, baby,” Dick whined, trying to pull his boyfriend's face away from where it had been tucked under his chin. “I- gasp- Wanna kiss.”
He felt as lips crashed into his, moaning as he held Jason against his face, moving his mouth to try and coax Jason's tongue into his throat. It didn't take much convincing, the wet, hot, muscle slid across his teeth before slipping further to play with Dick's own tongue.
Dick whined and bucked his hips, trying to grind into each thrust even as Jason's hips slowed a bit.
When they finally pulled away Dick was breathless and Jason immediately picked up his pace.
Dick felt fingers gripping his hips and rough hip bones bruising his ass as they slammed against each other again and again and again. He swore he could see stars as Jasom bullied his insides.
He moaned wantonly, arching and gripping the pillows above him as orgasm welled up inside him. He reached wildly for Jason, pulling him close just to breath his air.
“‘m gonna,” Dick cut off with a whine. “Please…”
Jason nodded quickly, clumsily reaching down between them to jerk his fingers over Dick's clit, pushing the older into a quick release.
Dick whited out, he felt weightless and relaxed, like nothing outside of where they touched mattered anymore. He felt his thighs twitching around Jason's waist where they were curled, his arms leaden as they held Jason against his front. And then all of a sudden hot cum shot into him.
He cried out as Jason bit down again, unable to keep still as he was filled to the brim.
“Jason, ngh,” “Dickie, gonna-”
They shuddered to a stop, both tired and relaxed against each other. It felt like something had finally clicked in place.
“That was amazing,” Dick panted as he brought Jason's face up to scatter some kisses across the freckled nose bridge.
“Yeah,” He agreed sweetly, obviously out of it. Dick laughed as he rested their foreheads together.
“Let's get you some sleep, yeah?”
Jason just nodded and curled up atop of Dick, leaving the other to reach over and grab a sweet from the bedside table, chewing softly. The sweet flavor exploded on his tongue as he lovingly looked down at Jason.
“They're amazing, by the way.”
A giggle passed between them before both drifted off to sleep.