JASON: THE TIES THAT BIND

[lazarusinred]

It was not unusual for Jason to wake up a few times during his sleep. He could not be sure if any of the times were because Dirk had gotten squirmy or not. Every time he woke, Dirk was still there. Last night had not been some kind of dream.

Long after the the fingers of dawn had crept around the edges of the bedroom's blinds, and the full light of morning had lit them gently, the alarm Jason had set hours ago chimed. He had been drifting in a doze and the pull to wakefulness was easy to follow. Easy because he had planned for a slow start before they had to leave. Which meant plenty of time to laze around in bed. He still had to fumble a bit with his phone to turn the alarm off.

"Dirk," he said softly, his voice not quite as awake as the rest of him. One hand wound into Dirk's now dry hair, and Jason let the other trail down Dirk's back. "Dirk, it's time to wake up." Now his voice was operating at normal volume.

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[lazarusinred]

Wherever Dirk's mouth was, Jason leaned toward it fractionally. Eager for all the contact he could receive. He only spent enough time to get them free enough so he could wrap his hand around their cocks. The need to feel Dirk's length along his, to feel Dirk come undone.

Dirk still wearing his jacket gave Jason enough of a thrill that it made up for not being able to see Dirk's chest. He could still touch, so he slid his other hand up Dirk's shirt. Pushing it up out of the way was a side benefit. He could not get enough of the feel of Dirk's skin and how he seemed to eagerly want it in turn.

[evenindeath]

It was hot, wearing Jason's jacket while they messed around in his bed. While Dirk had that bite mark on his neck - it all gave him the most possessive thrill, the worst of his obsessive nature feeling fed and loved for the first time instead of denied. Teeth glanced off collarbone before moving up again, biting at his adam's apple before pressing his tongue against the mark left behind right after. He knew he should probably be embarrassed, how quickly it went from nothing to ready to go but Jason hardly seemed to mind that Dirk was hard and eagerly bucking into his hand, against his cock. Short nails dug into the skin of Jason's back to urge him on and a moment later his hand found Jason's to thread their fingers together as he wrapped his hand around their lengths as well.

"Jason, Jay - fuck - please-" he gasped out against Jason's neck.

[lazarusinred]

It would be the height of hypocrisy to mind something that he was an equal participant in. Jason had not imagined being so ready for this so fast- that knowing Dirk would be in his bed tonight only eased the edge of the need that burned in him. A need that fed into his desire to feel important to someone. To feel like Dirk needed him more than anything else.

Dirk's hand joining his, adding more for him to thrust against, how it echoed how they had held hands just moments ago- he didn't want to stop feeling the rise of heat from it. His name and 'please' gasped out against his neck, pushed him along even more.

"Dirk-" he gasped from that precipice. Head thrown back, hand on Dirk's chest grasping for purchase.

[evenindeath]

Look. Look. It wasn't that he couldn't last, they had someplace to be, right? So why hold back? Not that Dirk was thinking of much beyond that moment, beyond the heat of Jason's hand and his entwined around their lengths pressed between them, the scrape of teeth against skin soothed a moment later by a press of his tongue, his lips. Jason's grasping hand just urging him on further, faster, more -

"Jay-" he - alright he had been idly thinking about it, of leaving Jason a bite mark as deep and vivid as the one Jason had left on him, but it had been at the back of his mind. Not consciously decided upon, except he was right on the edge and he wanted Jason to be seen as his as badly as he telegraphed being Jason's and ultimately it was less that it was surprising to taste blood on his tongue but the absolute lack of surprise that came with it.

[lazarusinred]

The sharp pain against Jason's neck felt possessive and he welcomed it. The pain shuddered through him like electricity. Arching him against Dirk, and magnifying every bit of sensation. He came undone so satisfying and completely that he lost sense of everything but Dirk. A bright, pure, sharp, and hot moment of absolute surrender.

When he was able to breathe again, it was ragged and panting.

[evenindeath]

Dirk was not far behind Jason, the satisfying pleasure of someone just as tightly wound up in you as you were in them, there was little else like it he was finding. It was a beautiful searing white hot bliss, overtaking everything and leaving his own breath just as ragged, the taste of blood in his mouth and a stickiness between them that was uncomfortable yes but not actually as bad as he'd always been a little concerned it would be. The company made that part not matter really.

Again, an apologetic press of tongue to the wound left behind.

"There, now we match," Dirk said, his voice a rough whisper.

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"I like that," Jason said, his voice a ragged whisper in return.

He slipped his hand out from under Dirk's shirt and to Dirk's face, lifting it to his. Leaning in he licked a little smudge of his blood off Dirk's lips. It seemed like Dirk had bled him more than he had Dirk. The thought brought a smile to his lips. He kissed Dirk with an urgency that his body would most likely not be able to make good on. Which was fine, the urgency had more to do with how much he wanted to show Dirk how he filled something inside Jason. Warmed a part of his heart he had long given up on.

[evenindeath]

The urgency in the kiss left a simmering warmth inside Dirk. It took him a few moments to realize the strange happiness from this, there was such contentment he'd never felt before. Satisfaction. Yes he wanted more he always wanted more but in that moment he didn't feel like he was abjectly starved for it.

"You're incredible," Dirk murmured, his lips brushing Jason's as he spoke.

[lazarusinred]

Jason told himself that he did not need praise, but oh- it set his heart alight to hear it from Dirk's lips. "You're amazing," he murmured in return, some of it getting lost in another short kiss. "I wish we could just stay-" He arched a little into Dirk, which brought a small gasp out of him.

[evenindeath]

Wiping off their hands on clothing was not an option if they were going to be expected to be decent at lunch, but he had recalled when going over the inventory in his sylladex he had some shop towels. It'd work. Detaching a hand from Jason was really the hard part, pulling them from the inbetween space the seemingly limitless inventory was stored in took only a second. Of course, he got the whole damn roll since that was what was put in there. Overkill a bit.

"Here, fuck- think if we stay quiet we can just... hide out here for the next few hours. Years?" he asked, kissing Jason every few words as he blindly tore off a few of the shop towels to wipe up the worst of the mess between them.

[lazarusinred]

Jason did his best to help the process, mostly by staying still and resisting the urge to actively help. This really seemed like a single person in charge of the towels situation as long as they were working blind.

"They'd never expect me to stay that long. Steal food while Alfred is sleeping. Could work." Jason replied, also kissing Dirk every few words.

[evenindeath]

"Oh good he does sleep, that totally makes it easy," Dirk said, his lips grinning against Jason's. Basic cleanup done, he sent the rest of the unused roll back into his sylladex. It would be better to actually clean up with water but this was good enough for now, to be able to hitch their pants back up and for Dirk to put both his arms around Jason without worrying about staining clothing. Really the most important thing was the staying exactly where they were. "I never want to stop touching you."

[lazarusinred]

Clothing rearranging Jason could help with, make shorter work of it. Just pants, he was plenty warm with Dirk on top of him. He put one arm around Dirk's slimmer waist, holding him snuggly. With his other hand, he petted Dirk's hair. "Funny, I want that too."

[evenindeath]

Dirk fit nicely on top of Jason, he was becoming very pleased with the position.

"We can steal leftovers from the fridge. Go on romantic midnight library raids. Spend all day in bed. Perfect," Dirk said, thinking aloud. It actually wasn't that different from how some of his friends had to live, at least temporarily, when first entering the game world and having their homes overrun with monsters.

[lazarusinred]

"It does sound perfect," Jason agreed.

It was hard for Jason to believe that twenty-four hours ago he had never felt Dirk's body against his, and here he was now fitting so nicely. Like they had spent many weeks or months figuring it out. He stretched out contentedly for a moment before resettling his arms around Dirk. "What kind of books would you... borrow to have me read to you? Pretty sure I could manage holding one like this without fucking braining us." He briefly held his hands up as if to read. It would be much easier slightly propped up. Knowledge for the future, tucked away.

[evenindeath]

Dirk gave a small snort and was unable to keep the grin down at Jason's question. He had a nice voice, Dirk would like to hear him reading things aloud for him. Hell, that way he could 'read' while working too.

"I... don't really know. Never really sat down and read a lot. Hard to do while building robots or training. Something you like," he replied after a few moments of silence.

[lazarusinred]

A grin from Dirk got a grin in return from Jason. "Good place to start. Then we can figure out what you like. Assuming you don't mind talking about art and literature."

[evenindeath]

"I think I'll manage somehow," Dirk replied, kissing Jason's cheek, his lips, a soft kiss to the mark he had just left on Jason's neck. It would be a good thing Jason could hold the book like this, since if it went anything like their art discussion...

He was in so deep and it was all moving so fast and even if he could pump the breaks on the whole thing, Dirk really didn't want to.

[lazarusinred]

If it went anything like their art discussion Jason's ability to read while distracted might be tested.

He threaded his fingers through Dirk's hair and sighed softly as Dirk's lips pressed to the mark on his neck. So fresh that ached and stung easily, and he was finding the experience enjoyable. "Quite the hardships to endure," he said, the gently teasing tone mixed with warmth.

Jason had always struggled with easing into anything. He was either not moving or going full tilt and trying to find a middle ground had always made him falter. He knew standard wisdom was in a relationship to not move too fast. All to protect your heart he had supposed. Jason didn't want to protect his heart, if it was going to be broken he would do it fucking spectacularly. Why protect his heart from Dirk? It would hurt more to try to shield himself than to embrace what pain may come.

[evenindeath]

Honestly Dirk truly was perfectly content to stay right there, regardless of previous promises made. He lied all the time, even if he did feel mildly bad about lying to someone important to Jason if only by accident with the 'yes we'll be there'. It was his stomach that had other ideas, giving a low rumbling growl to remind Dirk that aside from breakfast and the snack the night before it had gone unfed for quite some time.

"Oh, right..."

[lazarusinred]

It wasn't like Jason had intended to miss lunch, or even if he did it would be seen as one of those times that he got distracted and lost track of time. Which wouldn't have been wrong. Somewhere in his mind he had been working on an apology that would still get them leftovers. However, right now they wouldn't be that late.

Sitting up, he gently arranged Dirk so he was sitting on Jason's lap. It was a process to getting up. "I would be derelict in my duty if I let you go hungry. After lunch we can decide how we want to spend the rest of our day."

[evenindeath]

Dirk had never thought being so easily manhandled would be attractive but here he was again considering how he'd gone significantly longer on less food and the bed was still so inviting...

"Suppose we can be responsible. Prove that we can be responsible," Dirk admitted, the corner of his lip quirking up in what was for him a wry smile. The expression was barely there at all. "Especially since we'll also have all night. Alright, show me to a sink to get actual cleanup done."

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Even though the expression was barely there, it was there enough for Jason to notice it. His own mouth quirked up in a half smile. "All night. Tomorrow. The day after that. More," he agreed.

He stood up and let Dirk gently to his feet. He had considered cheekily carrying Dirk into the bathroom, but he had to recognize that would only lead to much longer delays. "Right through here," he said and guided Dirk through the only other door in the room. It was a nice bathroom that utilized the space to give access to the simple needs of a bathroom - sink, shower, toilet. He didn't need help and Dirk didn't either, but that did not stop Jason from starting the tap and getting the cleanup process going.

[evenindeath]

More and more and more still...

Dirk catalogued this room like the last one, taking a moment to just look at everything, to mentally place it all. Then he was joining Jason at the sink and - sure, neither needed help cleaning up, but... Dirk wasn't quite good enough to pass up a chance to get his hands on Jason again, even in the decidedly non-sexy way of taking care of a mess. Somehow it didn't feel awkward like he expected, just the same warm pleasantness that everything else felt with Jason.

"Think we'll be the latest ones?" he asked, like it was some event and not a family lunch.

[lazarusinred]

All chances for touching were gladly taken. It warmed Jason that even this was easy between them. It eased the worry that Dirk would eventually get his fill and move on. This was a world with billions of other guys after all.

"Oh most definitely," Jason replied easily. He was used to being the last one to show up.