lazarusinred | JASON: THE TIES THAT BIND

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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evenindeath

Every breathy murmur from Jason urged Dirk on. Licking up and down along the length of him, tongue wet and hot and soon enough chased by the press of soft lips lovingly along the shaft. He knew enough to be careful of the teeth here, at least, altogether gentle compared to to frantic biting at Jason's neck the other times. He was of a same mind to not be in a rush to finish this, though. He wanted to take his time, to learn every inch of skin with his mouth.

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lazarusinred

There was plenty of skin for Dirk to memorize and Jason wanted him to take all the time he needed. Jason relaxed into the liquid heat of Dirk's tongue, the soft press of lips, and the occasional gentle graze of teeth. All together brought a heat that suffused him. A heat that made his heart race and shortened his breath. Breaths broken with murmurs and gasps. Through half-lidded eyes he watched Dirk complete a lick along the length of him- the sight and sensation sending a shiver through him. "Dirk," he breathed, feeling affection deepening along with the heat.

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evenindeath

It was easy to pick up a good rhythm once he got going, press of tongue and lips and mouth until he took the head between his lips to suck. Hands on Jason's thighs kept him steady, fingers firm on the well-muscled limbs. Slow and steady, he reminded himself - he did not want to go too fast and gag himself right then.

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lazarusinred

Jason was glad for Dirk's hands on his thighs to break the impulse to move his hips. As it was the muscles tensed under Dirk's hands, the wet heat of Dirk's mouth spreading in a wave through him. He relaxed into it, a string of positive expletives hissing past his teeth. God, it felt good. Dirk felt good- amazing. Whatever fantasies Jason had of this moment were swept away and forgotten. All now Dirk and the blazing need he felt, could see in Dirk's focused attention. "Slow, yes," he agreed when next he had breath to speak.

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evenindeath

The idea of Jason fucking into his mouth was a very nice one, but maybe to be tabled until they both had a better idea of what Dirk could easily take. Again, nothing quite as unsexy as being sick all over your partner from too much enthusiasm. So, taking his time, ever so slowly swallowing Jason down bit by bit, finding exactly how much movement he could manage with his tongue with Jason's cock in his mouth. Even knowing slow was what they needed, every time he had to pull back to breathe was a minor annoyance getting in the way of what he wanted. Shifting his weight on Jason's legs, he brought one hand away from his hips to hold on to Jason's erection, to stroke him where Dirk's mouth didn't yet reach.

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lazarusinred

Every bit of him that Dirk took in pushed Jason to further depths of pleasure. The times when Dirk had to pull back for a breath was like the tide going out and giving him space to take a step back from the inevitable brink. Then Dirk's mouth and tongue would return like the rush of the tide's return. His breath became heavy and ragged, and his cock became even harder and hotter as Dirk swallowed more.

Jason continued to murmur encouragements mixed with Dirk's name, one hand still tangled in Dirk's hair, but the other had fallen to clinging to the bedspread. The movements of Dirk's hot, wet tongue along with eagerly sucking lips and firm fingers filled him slowly and achingly to the tipping point.

"Fuck - Dirk - please," he panted, with a desperate edge. Despite himself, his hips strained up ever so slightly.

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evenindeath

Sense was quickly flying out the proverbial window when Jason made those sounds, so hot and heavy in Dirk's mouth, the salt taste of precome on his tongue. He should pull back, not try to swallow for a first time, but he didn't want to let Jason go like that. Like always, Dirk wanted more. His own jeans were painfully tight, Jason's hand in his hair was absolute bliss as Dirk swallowed him down as deep as he could take him, muffling the encouraging moan for Jason to not hold back.

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lazarusinred

God, the way that Dirk moaned as he pulled more of him in- if Jason had not already been at the edge, it would have surely sent him there. With the long slow buildup, the release was achingly, blissfully, hot and heavy. Pulled deep from the core of him, like the gasping cry of Dirk's name that broke past his lips. His fingers tightened in Dirk's hair, for a moment not letting him go. Not until he had given Dirk everything he had to give.

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evenindeath

Dirk managed to swallow almost all of it, working Jason with his mouth and tongue and hand and take as much of it as he could, continuing as long as Jason could go for. Some spilled out of the corner of his mouth at the end, but he held on, kept his mouth on Jason and didn't try to move off until Jason let him, absolutely turned on by the hold. He was so hard it hurt and he was loving every second of it.

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lazarusinred

Compared to the messes they had already made, what little Dirk didn't manage was barely noticeable. Even in the tingly after orgasm space, Jason still wanted Dirk. The edge was blunted, but it still curled in him even as his breathing started to calm. Letting go of Dirk was only so that he could pull Dirk up to him. "Come'ere," Jason murmured before pulling Dirk into a deep kiss.

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evenindeath

Even careful to not put pressure on anything overly sensitive right then, Dirk scrambled up to meet Jason's lips in a kiss. Every part of him needed and Jason's touch was the only thing that could bring him relief.

"Jason, Jay," he gasped against Jason's mouth, hands still grasping at his chest, just wanting - needing - to touch him.

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lazarusinred

All the ways that Dirk touched him thrilled Jason, but the times like this with such open need called urgently to that same need in him. His body would need more rest to properly show what it did to him, but his heart and mind were there.

"Dirk."

Jason slid his hand down to press his palm to the tight bulge of Dirk's erection trapped in his jeans. The heat of it obvious even through the layers of cloth. It must hurt, and the pressure Jason was putting on it must make it ache more. "You're overdressed," he murmured against Dirk's lips before moving to start undoing the fastenings. At the same time, he attempted to wriggle out of his own pants. Dirk had done the job of getting them almost entirely off, just a little fancy footwork would take care of the rest.

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evenindeath

He was very overdressed, and bucked against Jason's hand even as the pressure was indeed aching against his still covered cock. A little encouragement was all he needed to be squirming to kick his own pants off with a little help, leaving him completely naked aside from Jason's jacket still loosely wrapped around him. It was absolutely thrilling.

"This better?" he asked, though he certainly felt better and less like he was going to lose all circulation in his dick.

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lazarusinred

"Much better," Jason answered, giving Dirk a lingering look over. He liked that Dirk seemed unwilling to give up his jacket just yet. It fed that need to possess Dirk. A need that had not fully formed until earlier that morning. At the time he had tried to let that feeling go or at least be ready to be cut away with the likelihood of Dirk departing. Now- now they were going to be living together, were falling for each other and he could let that feeling take hold.

Jason ran his hands down Dirk's chest and stomach. Not lingering overly long, driven by the need to touch and feel with nothing in the way. Not long at all before he wrapped his fingers around Dirk's cock, using the pressure that Dirk seemed to like best.

"Is this what you want?" Jason asked. He did want to go down on Dirk but did also consider that they were both more than a little wound up. The idea of bringing Dirk to climax over him did absolutely push his buttons just as well.

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evenindeath

Wearing the jacket in front of Jason's family had been thrilling, but it was thrilling in an entirely different if equally intense way to be wearing nothing but the jacket while sitting astride Jason with Jason looking at him like that. Much as he wanted Jason's hands all over him, he was to wound up to appreciate it properly. Speed was what he needed.

"Yes," Dirk panted, bucking up into Jason's grip, shameless with his need for it, for him. God he was so close - "Jason, Jay, yes, please-"

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lazarusinred

Dirk's panted breaths and the desperate need in his voice, sent a rill of arousal through Jason. There was nothing Jason wanted more than to have Dirk lose himself in Jason's grip. Hard, fast strokes that worked with the bucking of Dirk's hips, which became half stroking and half letting Dirk fuck into his hand.

With his free hand, Jason reached up to Dirk's neck. Fingertips grazed the dark mark he had left. He couldn't help but go back to touch it, pulled back to that feeling of 'mine'.

"Dirk- Dirk, come for me."

From:

evenindeath

Dirk tilted his head back and exposed his throat to Jason's seeking fingers on instinct, the raised line of scar tissue that encircled his neck so perfectly interrupted by the deep bruise from Jason. His own hands ended up on Jason's chest, holding on as he panted and thrust into Jason's grip.

"Jay, Jay-" Dirk panted over and over again, louder, until he was crying out as he was spilling into Jason's hand.

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lazarusinred

Not caught up in his own climax, Jason was able to let his eyes wander over Dirk. Feeling a flush rise to his cheeks as Dirk's climax mounted. Dirk really did come undone beautifully. Jason worked Dirk with his hand through it. He needed every panted cry, every spasm of fingers and cock, needed everything Dirk would give him.

He let Dirk catch his breath for as long as he needed. He wanted to make this come down gentle enough that after a little clean up maybe they could stay wrapped up in this contentment for a while longer.

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evenindeath

Dirk let himself be lost in the moment, rocking against Jason's grip as he spent, cheeks flushed and panting for breath as he finally began to come down from the high of it. He still felt electric, his whole body humming with energy, but in a contented closed circuit instead of overloaded if he didn't have somewhere to go. When he collapsed on top of Jason it was more of a controlled fall, curling up against him, pressing his face against Jason's neck and just taking deep breaths to steady himself again.

"Good?" he asked, he finally caught his breath enough to speak.

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lazarusinred

The way Dirk curled up against him filled Jason with a different kind of warmth. It unfurled in his chest, stealing his breath for a moment. Perhaps unnoticed as Dirk caught his own against Jason's neck. He petted Dirk's hair softly, content and electric in equal measure.

"Amazing," Jason replied. "I want to do all of that again. I want to be with you like this again and again."

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evenindeath

He didn't want to demand too much, worried he would find the limit on what Jason was willing to let him have, yet he didn't want to slow down either. Now that he had this, he couldn't do without. Instant addiction.

"We'll probably need to take a break sometime to eat. Eventually," Dirk pointed out, but as flippant as he tried to make that sound it just came out sincerely a little disappointed.

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lazarusinred

"Eventually," Jason agreed. He turned his head so he could press his lips to Dirk's hair. Then nuzzled in, breathing in the warm smell that was Dirk. Jason was not the protagonist of some YA novel so did not have a superhuman sense of smell that let him derive a long poetic description. Dirk smelled warm and good, and of course like his own soap and shampoo. Eventually, Dirk would probably pick out his own, but until then Jason could enjoy another little marker of belonging.

"We can miss dinner time and raid the leftovers when we want to venture out," Jason said into Dirk's hair. If Alfred was disappointed, he would recover. Anyway, he would probably be more surprised by the two of them showing up on time or at all. The hand that had been on Dirk's hair moved to slide under Jason's jacket to wrap around Dirk's back, fingers gently tracing against Dirk's skin.

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evenindeath

Dirk let out a contented sigh as Jason's hand migrated across his body. Hair, back, he wanted it everywhere. The warmth felt good against the rapidly cooling skin thanks to the sweat.

The should clean up.

"Mmm... maybe," he said. He actually kind of wanted to do dinner, if it would likely just be them and maybe Alfred. But it was entirely possible that would change by the time it was actually time for dinner. "Clean up and see how we feel?"

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lazarusinred

"I like that idea," Jason replied. If they lingered too much longer things might start to get a little uncomfortable. They had less clothing to be worried about this time, they could probably just-

Jason squirmed to the edge of the bed, Dirk more a hindrance of awkward weight than the weight itself. Which was not much of a hindrance. Allowing Dirk to get up to his feet. "So shower level clean up or smaller?"

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evenindeath

Ugh. Getting up. Even though Dirk had been the one to suggest it and he stood by that suggestion he was still feeling very petulant about needing to actually do it.

"Shower. A quick one," he decreed. It'd be nice to get a good wash up in before bed regardless of messing around - though that did mean he did finally have to remove Jason's jacket, leaving it carefully folded and to the side.