#oh for jason todd to wrap his thighs around my head

[dxxdhood]

take care

pairing: jason todd x gn!reader

summary: when you have a bad day at work, jason knows just the way to help you unwind.

tags: smut (18+), dom!jason todd, sub!reader, fingering, teasing, dirty talk, massages

wc: 2.1k

No matter what you try to tell yourself, you can’t stop crying. Ever since you woke up this morning, it feels like life has been throwing you the worst possible things to deal with– people being casually rude to you, your boss expecting unreasonable amounts of work done. After finally falling into bed, you completely lose it, sobbing so hard your body starts shivering. 

Jason won’t be back for another couple of hours at least, and usually that’s enough time for you to unwind from work, but today you can’t stomach the thought of doing anything. Instead, you slip into sleep while the tears are still fresh on your face. 

There’s a warm pat on your shoulder, and for a second, the bliss of sleep follows you from your nap into reality. But all too soon, you remember the day you’ve had and the tenseness from earlier sinks back into you.

“Hey,” Jason whispers, his hand still resting on your shoulder. “You alright?”

“Yeah– I’m,” You shake your head, stumbling across the half of the blanket that’s made it on the floor as you walk to the bathroom. “I’m just really tired. I’m going to shower, I forgot to earlier.”

You catch Jason’s concerned look from the corner of your eye, but you try not to stress about how you’re worrying him. As soon as the door closes behind you, you grip the bathroom counter and look at your reflection.

You’re so exhausted you look sick, but you don’t want to bother Jason with your own worries right now. When he’s not on patrol, he’s always researching more ways he can stop crime and minimize conflict. Really, he doesn’t have a ton of time of his own to relax, so you really shouldn’t burden him with your feelings. 

After a half-hearted shower, you toss on a T-shirt and shorts before walking towards the living room. Jason’s lounging on the couch, and he waves you over to watch a movie– Pride & Prejudice 2005.

“Oh? What’s the occasion?” You say, trying for cheerful.

“Just thought we could use something familiar,” He says, placing a blanket on top of you before wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

“I’m still going to need you to explain half of what’s going on, I can’t keep up with all the characters.”

“That’s why we’re watching it,” He kisses your cheek. “I just tricked you into listening to me ramble about my favorite book.”

You giggle, and for a second you almost feel light enough to enjoy the moment. You can’t shake the feeling that you’re forgetting something, though, and when it hits you, you nearly kick the blanket off of you.

“Shit! I didn’t make anything for dinner!”

“Hey, hey,” Jason moves his hand to rub the back of your neck. “It’s okay, I got something going in the oven.”

You settle back into your place on the couch, but you feel terrible. It was your turn to make dinner today since you got off your shift first. You can’t believe you let yourself fall asleep instead! Jason doesn’t seem bothered in the slightest, he just cuddles into your side further as you both watch the camera pan around Elizabeth Bennett. 

Suddenly, it hits you. You know how to make up for worrying him and forgetting about dinner. At first, you subtly try and bring your hand under the blanket, feeling around until you find his thigh. When you make contact, Jason gives you a look, trying to gauge whether or not it was intentional. You give him a cheeky smile as you continue.

Jason settles into the couch, just laying back and allowing you to do what you want, still figuring out why you’re suddenly in the mood. You run your nails against the inside of his thigh, lightly at first before digging in just a little, knowing he likes it a little rough.

You finally palm him through his shorts and he lets out a small gasp. His shoulders seem to fall back and you swear you can see some of the tension Jason always carries around leaving him. Carefully, you wrap your hand around his cock, and you lazily stroke him through the fabric as he exhales through his nose. You’re about to crawl under the blanket to take off his shorts when Jason grabs you by the shoulder and pulls you up to face him.

“Alright, that’s enough of that.”

“Huh? Don’t you want me to,” you gesture to his lap instead of letting your words trip you up. “I mean, I just started now, so I should really–”

“What are you talking about?” Jason shakes his head, his fluffy hair shifts with him.

“Look, I–” You massage your forehead, trying to work through some of your anxiety. “I was going to do something for you, Jason, so just let me–”

Jason slides his hand from your shoulder across your arm until he’s supporting your hand, bringing it in so he can kiss your knuckles.

“You’re always doing stuff for me,” He whispers. “Let me return the favor.”

The speed at which you break eye contact and begin fiddling with the blanket speaks volumes to Jason. You gulp as he lowers your hand, careful not to overstep. You know that if you say the word, the two of you can stop and go back to watching the movie in front of you. But still, no matter how much residual stress keeps bothering you, you want to know what Jason has in mind for you.

“Yes,” you say.

“What?” Jason leans in, not having heard you the first time.

“Yeah–” you try to fight against your own embarrassment at accepting the invitation. “I’d like you to… take care of me.”

For a moment, the two of you sit in silence before Jason bursts into giggles. You have the sense to feel offended, but he quickly wraps his arms around you and rests his head on your shoulder.

“God, lighten up, will you? You sound so serious, it’s not that big a deal.”

Immediately you fail at keeping a straight face, and although you really don’t want to give him the win, you end up letting out a snort.

“Alright, come on,” He taps your back. “Lay on your stomach.”

“What’re you doing?” You ask, even though you’re already maneuvering into position, tossing the blanket off the couch in the process.

“Just trust me, okay? Relax, I’ve got you.”

Jason’s hands are warm when they reach your back. You take in a small inhale, not quite sure what you were expecting. He moves his hands softly at first, just stroking the skin of your back and shoulders to get you accustomed to the feeling. As soon as you start getting comfortable, he starts applying the slightest bit of pressure, kneading at your shoulder muscles.

A sound escapes you that you’re not proud of, and though you’re certain Jason is smirking, you refuse to turn around and see it. Sighing into the couch cushions, you close your eyes and let yourself fade into the feeling. Jason moves downward, massaging your back in slow motions, carefully running his knuckle down the small of your back. It’s incredible, more than, but it doesn’t feel like nearly enough.

“You can press harder, you know.”

He huffs, “See, I was thinking that, but if I hurt you right now I don’t think I’d be able to forgive myself.”

Jason has a talent for saying things like that, things that make you melt no matter what’s running through your head. To his credit, he tries, kneading out all the knots across your back, but still with lighter pressure than you would’ve given to yourself.

“Is that alright?” He asks. “You want me to keep going?”

You hum, already starting to sink into the feeling. Jason continues, hands roaming all across your back. Your eyes start to close and you can feel yourself slipping into sleep before a hand starts to move down your body, gently feeling up your ass.

“Okay?” Jason says.

“Okay–” and as soon as you respond, he kneads the sore muscles in your upper thighs and ass, and although it causes a part of you to completely melt into the cushions, a part of you feels like you’ve just had a fire lit within you.

“Jason,” you start. “If you keep going, I might… uh–”

“No, you can say it,” he whispers as he leans in, covering your body with his own so you can feel his breath across your cheek. “Tell me what I do to you.”

“Shit–” you bury your head into the couch, but Jason carefully sets hand on your head and helps you make eye contact with him. 

“Talk to me,” his voice drops low. “I can’t give you what you want if you don’t tell me.”

He places a hand on top of one of yours resting in front of you. You flip your hand over and interlock your fingers with his. A barely audible exhale escapes from Jason as he gives your hand a squeeze.

“I want you to finger me.”

He’s smirking as he kisses your cheek, his lips trailing lower to your jawline before you even have time to register his movements. It’s like a switch has flipped in him, like he’s finally allowing himself to let loose for your sake. Like all he ever wants is to make you feel good if only you’ll allow him to.

The hand not holding yours moves from your ass to your inner thigh, softly rubbing circles only centimeters away from your slit. He catches you closing your eyes again, getting lost in the comfort around you and he gives your upper thigh a pinch. 

You give a small shout, and Jason uses the opening to slot two fingers in your mouth. He doesn’t even need to give the command, you’re already sucking him on instinct. Always efficient, Jason unclasps your hands to reach for the lube in the side table drawer while you’re distracted. He pulls his fingers from your mouth with a pop.

“Are you ready, baby?” 

“Because I can keep going if you’re not ready–” he pretends, as if he didn’t have a perfect view of your signal.

You nod, but your head is still mostly shoved against the surface of the couch.

“Jason! Fucking go!”

He snickers as lubes his fingers before gently working one in. How typical, even when he’s being nice, he still can’t help but be a tease. His pace is slow but thorough, working himself all the way into your heat before sliding out, only to rush back whenever you seem to get used to the sensation. 

Already being relaxed from the massage must be getting to you, because as soon as you stretch to accommodate his second finger, your breathing starts to quicken. He speeds up slightly, moving to kiss the spot between your jaw and neck, nibbling a small mark despite knowing it’s in the perfect spot to be seen.

He finally starts hitting the spot inside of you where he’s needed, and you almost yelp in relief.

“Faster,” you sigh, and gratefully, Jason listens. He quickens his pace, hitting inside of you with accuracy, and leaning on top of you now to better the angle. You can feel the planes of his chest against your back, and the warmth radiating off of him causes your face to heat up.

“Ah–” you start, and Jason is able to get it out before you can.

“You’re close?” 

This time when you nod your head, he accepts your answer and continues the same speed and intensity. He uses his other hand to grip you by the shoulder and force your head up so he can hear your gasps. Jason moves his head close to your ear again, and you can hear the smile in his voice when he whispers, “Come for me.”

You groan, naturally wanting to bury your cries into the cushions, but Jason’s grip stops you. The casual show of his strength has you thrusting back towards his fingers, and he dutifully works you through your orgasm until you’re finished.

He flips you so you don’t end up falling asleep with your airflow cut off, and under his observant gaze you finally stop trying to cover yourself up. You flash your teeth, and Jason rubs the curve of your cheek with his thumb before slipping off the couch to get a towel to clean up.

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[dxckgrxsonx]

i was thinking about nick robles’ new jason art and how badly i want jason to wrap his legs around me like that when im sucking him off

I'm respectfully asking to wear his thighs like a pair of prized earrings. And I'm disrespectfully asking him to cross his ankles whilst I'm between his legs so he can just crush my whole head. If I've got a mouthful of his cock?? Even better. Just choke me out king.

#anon im in love with you a little bit #you understand me #oh for jason todd to wrap his thighs around my head #jason todd #jason todd x reader #asks #answered #anonymous

[mostly-imagines]

Dear God Get Out

jason todd x fem!reader

aka not a moment of privacy

warnings: mild sexual activities, more people than jason would ever want in your apartment during those times

The second Jason’s through the door his arms are out, seeking to pull you into him. You let him engulf you in his arms without thought, this being the first time you’ve seen him all day.

“Missed you.” He mumbles into your shoulder.

You hum and rake your fingers through his hair. “I know, my love. Missed you too.”

He pulls back to look at you and holds your neck gingerly in his hands. “You’re good?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” You nod and kiss his collarbone softly, wrapping your hands around his forearms. He gives your forehead a kiss and walks you backwards to the couch, leaning down over you until you have to sit.

He follows you down and kisses your lips and guides you backwards to lay. He drapes himself over you, inserting himself between your legs. He refocuses his attention to your neck, and sucks at a very particular spot below your jaw that you know he targeted on purpose.

“Okay, that’s not fair.” You breathe out, halfway to a sigh.

“No? How ‘bout this?”

He nips at you, startling you to a near moan. Your reaction only encourages him, as he holds your jaw and tilts your head to the side for more access.

He slips his hands under your shirt, grazing the skin underneath. He leaves open kisses all across your collarbone, trailing them down your stomach once he has your top off and strewn half away across the room.

You stop him, pulling him back up to you for a kiss. He furrows his brows at first, only understanding when you start to pry at his shirt too. He removes it for you, tossing it with startling accuracy right by yours.

He resumes kissing down your body, hands trailing down your sides along with him. He peppers kisses on your thighs and hooks his fingers into the seam of your underwear, readying to remove them.

It’s almost astonishing how silently he'd managed to open the window only to stumble and flail his way to the floor.

The sudden clatter scares the hell out of both you and Jason, who jumps to a stand immediately.

“Tim!”

“Evening. D’you guys still have any—oh.” Tim finally regains his coordination and stands up to see you sprawled out on the couch, bra and underwear your only cover.

His eyes go to the floor real quick and Jason lets out an exasperated sigh, looking around for something nearby to cover you up with.

“—you know, wait up means wait up!”

Oh good, Dick’s here too.

You sit up quickly and try to cover yourself with your arms, though there’s not much of a difference you can really make.

Dick ducks in from the fire escape and lands significantly more gracefully than his counterpart had.

It takes him no time at all to assess the room and see you, knees to chest on the couch, trying very hard to appear as though you’re not half naked. Takes him even less time to see Jason, standing in front of you, fuming.

“Oh. Oops…”

Jason chucks the tv remote at Dick and uses the distraction to pull you up from the couch, pushing you behind him. His massive frame is more than enough to cover what his brothers have no business seeing.

“Get the fuck—”

And just for good measure, Damian jumps down next and crouches in the window.

“Jesus Christ,” your boyfriend mutters, hands covering his face in exasperation.

Damian takes one glance at the room and grimaces—Tim’s eyes are glued to the floor, Dick’s acting as though there’s something very interesting on the ceiling, and Jason’s shirtless. He can’t quite see you behind Jason, though he doesn’t need to in order to guess what he’d just walked in on.

“Ugh, seriously Todd? That’s disgusting.”

You let your forehead hit Jason’s back, thoroughly embarrassed. He reaches back to caress your waist, and you know somewhere in that action there’s a reassurance that he’s going to get them out as soon as humanly possible.

“Yeah, seriously. This is our apartment, demon brat. Get out.”

“Maybe we should come back later…” Dick suggests, more awkward than in his usual character.

Jason glares up at the heavens. “Or never.”

“At least keep it in the bedroom, you animals.” Damian chastises.

Jason suddenly wishes he hadn’t thrown the remote so soon. “Our apartment.”

He looks back at you without moving the shield of his body, eyes apologetic. You meet gaze and turn your head to rest your cheek on him instead, your own hidden meaning of reassurance. It’s fine.

You can’t see them but you hear a shuffle and hope to god it’s not another vigilante.

You place a hand on Jason’s lower back and peer around his shoulder, seeing Tim turned back around towards the window and trying desperately to get Damian to move out of the way—Damian, seemingly having no regard for Tim’s urgency.

You’re not quite sure if it’s over discomfort or embarrassment in seeing you so undressed, or if it’s because his self-preservation kicked in when he saw the look on Jason’s face. Maybe both. Probably both.

Both.

“Will you stop?” Damian slaps his hand away. “We came here for a reason.” He looks past Tim at you, “Do you have—”

“No.” Jason cuts in, growing visibly more agitated.

Damian’s face contorts as he looks back up to Jason, “What is your—”

Now Dick cuts in, “Okay, that’s fine, we’ll just ask the old man.”

“Great.”

Dick pauses. “On the couch though, Jaybird?”

Jason takes a deep breath.

“Alright, ten seconds, then I get the gun taped under the table.”

That’s warning enough for Damian—he’s called that bluff once before and learned the hard way.

Tim doesn’t even take a second glance before hauling it out of your apartment, his cape getting caught on the window frame briefly before he scrambles away.

Dick calls out an apology to you before trailing out the window after him.

Jason lets out a heavy exhale and turns to you, hands gliding naturally to your waist.

“Fuck, I’m sorry.”

You shake your head. “Don’t need to be.”

He gives a low hum and wraps his arms around you, pulling you down with him as he crashes down onto the sofa.

“Should I feel bad about almost railing you into the couch?”

“I wouldn’t waste any tears over it. Not like it would’ve been the first time we did it.”

He laughs and tugs you further into his chest. You curl into him and close your eyes, thinking.

“Jay?”

“Hm?”

“How did Tim survive as Robin?”

“I’ve been asking that question for years.”

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[chaotic-birds]

be with you || j.pt

Jason wakes up in the middle of the night and you're not there.

🌙 Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader (gn)

🌙 Genres/AUs: Fluff, (emotional) hurt/comfort, established relationship

🌙 Warning(s): mention of kidnapping

🌙 Word Count: 1.1k

🌙 Author's Note: I have so many Jason Todd fic ideas 😵‍💫 For now, I decided to just write this. I normally don't post such short fics, but I want to get used to doing so. Sometimes I just wanna write without thinking of intensive plots 😪 That being said, please enjoy this little fluff piece! Sometimes, we just need some fluff in our lives. Also, this is my first Jason fic after a few years so… 😬 (im a lil nervous)

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When Jason turns to his other side to pull you against him, his eyes fly open.

Your side of the bed is empty.

And cold.

Which means it’s been a while since you left.

You left.

Did you leave or did someone take you?

Jason’s distressed eyes scan the bedroom. There’s no sign of a struggle. Plus, he would at least hope he’d wake up to the commotion if something like that happened.

But if you didn’t get kidnapped, where did you go?

Worry fills his chest and his heart pumps faster at the influx of questions in his head.

All the doubt about whether he’s making you happy clouds his mind. Had he said something yesterday that had upset you? Are you not happy with him anymore? Did someone better come into your life?

Jason groans and rakes his hands through his hair, tugging roughly at the ends to feel something other than uneasiness.

His hands fall to his sides when he sees your belongings at your vanity.

That’s a good sign, right? Maybe you didn’t leave him after all.

Jason slides off the bed and heads out of the bedroom.

“Babe?” he calls.

There’s no answer.

He wanders to the bathroom. Empty.

He goes to the living room. Empty.

Finally, he goes to your home office.

You’re sat in your chair with your headset on, fingers clacking against the keyboard.

The heavyweight he had put on his shoulders instantly lifted. He releases a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

He takes three large steps before he encloses his arms around you from behind.

You yelp, jumping and hitting your head against his jaw.

He grunts at having bit the inside of his cheek in the process.

Although your arms are glued to your sides, you tilt your head and lift a hand as high as it can go to remove your headset.

“Jay?” you question. “Did I wake you? I was trying to be quiet.”

He shakes his head and nuzzles his face against your neck more.

You lax in his arms, rubbing along his forearms and resting your head on his shoulder.

“Why are you awake then?” you wonder after a while.

“You weren’t in bed,” he mumbles.

“Sorry,” you murmur. “I forgot I had to finish something for work.”

“But it’s half past three. Can’t it wait?”

“Sadly, no,” you sigh.

Carefully, you try to pull apart his arms to free yourself. Jason refuses to let you do so.

“Baby,” you laugh softly when he holds you tighter. “Go back to sleep. I’ll be done in a bit.”

“No,” he grumbles.

Knowing he won’t give up, at least not easily, you nod. “Alright then. Should I bring in another chair for you?”

Jason shakes his head and finally lets go. He slides your chair back slightly and sinks to the floor in front of you.

Your legs part when he makes a home between them, wrapping his arms around your hips and resting his head on top of your thigh.

“Comfy?” you ask with a small smile, slightly amused.

He simply hums and closes his eyes.

Your gaze lingers on him before you focus on your work once more. You hurry more now, wanting to get back to bed with Jason.

A few minutes have passed when Jason speaks again.

“I-I thought you left me,” he whispers.

Your hands pause in their movement.

“Oh Jace,” you begin gently and place a hand against his cheek.

His eyes flutter open at your touch. His blue eyes are filled with worry and fear.

“I would never leave you.”

His eyes move between yours, trying to find a reason not to believe you. There’s that rotten side of him that tells him he doesn’t deserve to have company. That it’s inevitable for him to be alone.

“Unless you want me to,” you add.

He shakes his head aggressively. “Don’t say that.”

You smile softly at him. “Then it’s a done deal. You’re mine until the end of time.”

Jason cracks a small smile at your words, lifting his head.

“I like the sound of that,” he says.

Your grin grows. “I do too.”

Jason leans up, and you meet him halfway for a tender kiss.

“I’ve still got more to do. You want to go to bed now?” you ask once you pull away.

“Nope, I’m staying,” he replies, resting his head back on your leg.

His tone sounds lighter now, making your heart warm. Although you love all sides of Jason, this may be your favorite one.

Happy. Soft. Vulnerable.

After forty more minutes, you finally finish.

Jason has fallen asleep and has filled the room with his light snores. Some of his hair lays on his face, some of it slightly ruffled from sleeping in the bed earlier.

Cute.

You bring a hand to his hair, carding your fingers through his soft locks. You scratch at his scalp gently to wake him.

His eyes open, drooping and groggily.

“I’m done, let’s go to bed now,” you say.

He nods and slowly stands up from the floor. He sways a little on tired legs.

“Come on, sleepy head,” you tease lightly and grab his hand.

He lets you guide him back to the bedroom. You sit him down on the edge then gesture in the direction of the bathroom.

“I need to pee; you gonna come with me or will you stay here?” you question.

Jason frowns but nods. “If you take longer than five minutes, I’m coming in.”

You laugh and kiss the crown of his head. “If you say so.”

You know he’s being honest so you rush. Luckily, you make it in time for him not to come get you.

Jason hasn’t moved from when you left. He’s staring at the doorway, feet thumping rhythmically against the floor.

“You’re so needy tonight,” you observe and climb into bed. Jason scoots back until he’s beside you.

“I just miss you,” he sighs, pulling you against him like he originally wanted to do.

You lean back against his chest to feel him more.

“I’ve missed you too, Jay,” you reply.

There's been a rise in crime lately, which resulted in Jason being out in the field more than usual. However, it feels as if there’s a break and you and Jason are making the most of it. You’re sure he will be summoned again soon.

Jason snuggles your body more—if possible—and kisses the back of your head.

“We’re so sleeping in today,” he mumbles, a slight groan accompanying his words.

You giggle. “I can’t protest that.”

“Hm, good,” he says. “Goodnight, baby.”

Smiling, you echo, “Goodnight, Jay.”

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[slut4thebroken]

good weird

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Pairing | Dark!Jason Todd x innocent Batgirl!reader

Summary | You’re determined to make Jason feel better after finding out that you’ve made him hurt almost every day for the past few months (his dick was hard lmao)

Warnings | Sexual content, 18+, emotional manipulation, coercion, unprotected sex, breeding, first time, corruption kink, bleeding during first time, painful first time, no female orgasms, lowkey misogynistic!Jason lol, adopted siblings, but like… he doesn’t think of her that way and neither does she.

Words | 2.4k

Notes | This is the first part of a collection of dark!jason x innocent!reader fics (Impossible challenge: find a good gif or picture that works with the fic😭)

Ao3 link | <3

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“Jay?” You squeaked through the barely parted door. He sat up in bed a little, the covers falling down his bare chest. 

“Another bad dream?” He asked softly. You nodded and he told you to come inside, then held the covers up for you to slide under. You laid your head on his chest and snuggled into him as he wrapped his arms around your body.

“Did I wake you?” You asked quietly after a moment of silence. 

“Nah. Couldn’t sleep.” He started dragging soothing fingers up and down your back. 

“Oh. Why not?” 

“Just a lot on my mind. Wanna talk about your dream?” 

“Same one. This time mostly about you though.” Most nights you either dreamt of your parent’s deaths, or your new family’s deaths. Watching your mother and father die was probably the cause of these dreams, but your new family’s night activities only exacerbated it. Most of the time your brain would make up ways your father and oldest brother could die, but with Jason it was always the same. Always the crowbar, always alone and scared. 

“I’m sorry, princess.” He mumbled as he kissed the top of your head. The dream about Jason always hurts the most. You just have a different kind of bond with him than with Dick, and especially with your father. You don’t know what kind of bond it is, but your stomach always flutters and your head feels light whenever you’re around him. Whenever he touches you, it always feels good. Not a normal good though. It makes your core start to ache and you feel like you have to pee. The more you continued thinking about it, the more you started to feel it. 

“Jay?” You asked timidly. He hummed in response, telling you to continue, and you tried to let the vibrations of his chest calm you. “How come whenever you touch me it- it makes me feel weird?” His hand froze on your back and you stiffened, worried you said something wrong. 

“Weird how?” You could feel your cheeks grow warm as you tried to think of an answer. 

“Good weird.” Was all you could make yourself say. 

“Where does it feel good?” His hand resumed the motions on your back. 

“My tummy and- and my,” This time he stiffened below you. 

“Where, princess?” He urged you to continue, but you just whined and buried your face in his chest. His free hand brushed your inner thigh and he lightly dragged it up. When he just barely brushed his fingers over your covered heat, your breath hitched as you jumped. “Here?” He rasped. You nodded and let out a quiet “mhm” in response. 

“Do you know what this is?” That made you frown- you’re not stupid. 

“Of course I do.” Your tone made him chuckle under his breath. 

“Have you ever touched here before?” He gruffed, making you almost whimper. 

“No… ‘m not supposed to.” You muttered, feeling your hips start to chase the pressure of his fingers. 

“Who told you that?” You knew if you looked at him, he’d be frowning. 

“School…” You said quietly. You never like to talk about the fact that you went to a religious school- people always make fun of you for it. He hummed in acknowledgment, then removed his hand, making you let out a needy whine and buck your hips forward. Instead of responding, he just took your hand, and gently moved it down, under the covers. When he placed it on his bulge, you gasped and tried to remove it, but he held you there, making you feel him. 

“You know what this is?” He asked and you bit your lip as you nodded. “Good. Do you know why I’m hard?” This time, you shook your head. “Because of you, princess.” 

“Me?” You lifted your head to look at him. 

“Mhm. Always you. Everytime you sit on my lap, cuddle with me, whimper when we spar and I go a little too rough- you always make me so hard, baby.” You stared at him with wide eyes, watching the color of his almost completely disappear from the size of his pupils. “And everytime, I have to come in here or go to the bathroom and jerk myself off to make it better. And it’s all your fault, sweetheart.” That made you frown as your brows furrowed. You didn’t mean to make him feel like that. 

“‘m sorry. Didn’t mean to, Jay.” He brushed some of your hair behind your ear then cupped your cheek, placing his thumb on your bottom lip. 

“It’s okay, baby. But if you want to make me feel better, you have to do something.” You wanted to help him, you wanted to make up for all the times you made him feel like this. 

“What? Anything.” Instead of answering, he just helped you on top of him, so your front was completely pressed to his. You placed your hands on his chest and he grabbed your hips, then started dragging your core over his bulge. 

“Anything?” He asked. You nodded, holding down a whimper. 

“Just wanna make you feel better.” 

“Good girl. You’re so good, princess.” He cooed, giving you a soft smile that made your heart flutter. “Have you ever kissed anyone before?” 

“No,” You said quietly, glancing away from him, embarrassed at your lack of experience. 

“Good.” He all but growled. Jason removed a hand from your hips and placed it on the back of your neck, then pulled you down, only stopping once your lips brushed his. Your eyes fluttered shut in anticipation, you weren’t sure what to expect from this. 

Finally, he pressed his lips to yours, slowly kissing you to get you used to it. After a moment, he deepened the kiss. The warm, wet sensation on your lips made you gasp and he slid his tongue in your now open mouth. It was weird. But good weird. 

By now, your hips were rutting against his as you grew more desperate. He was barely guiding your movements anymore while you chased the pleasure. When he pulled back, your eyes fluttered open, lips still parted and chest heaving. You never knew kissing could feel like that. Part of you regrets wanting to wait until marriage. That thought made you stiffen. 

“W-wait, Jay, we shouldn’t be doing this. You’re my brother and- I was supposed to wait until marriage.” You said quietly. 

“I thought you said you wanted to make me feel better?” He frowned, making your stomach drop. 

“I- I do, but,” 

“There’s no “but.” Either you want to help me or you don’t.” His brows furrowed, intensifying his frown. “You’re the reason I feel like this. You seriously just want to leave me in pain?” 

Pain? You didn’t know it was hurting. You figured it was the same feeling you had. 

“It hurts?” You squeaked, brows furrowing in concern. 

“You’ve never heard of blue balls?” You shook your head, so he continued. “It’s incredibly painful, sweetheart. Only feels better once I can bury it in a tight, warm cunt. And you’ve made me feel like this for months.” 

“I- I’m sorry, Jay, I didn’t know…” You whimpered, chest aching at the thought of you being the cause of his pain. 

“I don’t forgive you. Not yet anyway.” Tears welled in your eyes from his words. 

“I want to help. Please,” He shushed you and cupped your cheek again. 

“You sure?” 

“Please. Wanna make you feel better.” You whimpered and the corners of his lips turned up at your words. 

“Okay, princess. I’ll let you help me.” 

“Thank you.” Before you could even finish, he was rolling you both over so he was on top. He settled between your legs and leaned up on his knees. 

“First, this has to come off.” He said, grabbing the bottom of your shirt and pulling it off. “You’ll only really be able to make me feel better if you’re naked.” He explained, when he saw your confused expression. “These too.” He pulled your sleep shorts and panties down your legs, making you blush. Letting out a low groan, he swiped his thumb through your folds, then circled your clit lightly, making your hips buck into the friction.  

“You’re helping already.” He smirked and you glanced at the tent in his underwear. It didn’t look like you were helping. You whined when he removed his hand, but he quickly moved down to your hole and inserted a finger, letting out a low groan at your tight heat. 

As he fingered you, he debated what to do. While part of him wanted to prep you, make it as easy on you as possible, a larger part wanted to fuck your virgin cunt right now, before it could get any looser. He didn’t have to think about it for a second longer before he was removing his finger and shoving his pants down his thighs. When you saw his cock, your eyes widened as your lips parted in shock at his size. He took it in his hand and stroked it slowly. 

“Just the tip, okay? I promise, baby. Just need to put the tip inside, then I’ll feel better.” He said, to ease your anxiety. You whined, but agreed anyway. He leaned over you and you wrapped your arms over his shoulders as he lined his length up with your hole. “Relax, princess. It’s okay.” He whispered against your ear. You couldn’t help but obey. It took a lot of pressure before his cock was able to breach your hole. Once he pushed in though, you tensed up again. 

“Hurts.” You whimpered, eyes burning with unshed tears. Your pussy was trying to force him out, not used to the intrusion yet. 

“I know, baby. Just relax.” His voice was strained with arousal and he reached a hand down to rub circles on your clit, making walls flutter around his cock. “Fuck, that’s good.” He groaned, resting his forehead in the crook of your neck. 

“God- I know I said just the tip, but it feels so good. Can you take just a little bit more?” 

“Jay, it hurts.” You whined. 

“I know, princess. You gotta relax, it’ll feel good soon.” He slowly pushed in farther and you cried out, digging your nails into his back. “So fucking good. Your little cunt feels so good.” He said through a moan. He pulled back, then pushed in again, continuing the slow rhythm. 

“This is just what I needed, baby. You’re doing such a good job for me.” You tried to focus on his words and the stimulation on your clit, rather than the constant pain from the stretch. “Good girl. Good fucking girl- take it.” He growled on a particularly sharp thrust that made you let out a choked sob. 

“You fucking owe me for all the times you gave me blue balls. I’m gonna fuck you every night now to make up for it.” He hissed, voice getting progressively breathier as the speed of his thrusts increased. “Gonna bury my cock balls deep and fill you up with my come- fuckin breed you, every single night.” He growled. His pace turned bruising and you could barely release any sounds because of the way your breath was being punched out of you with every thrust. 

“You deserve to be my little breeding bitch after all the months you made me fucking come on my hand instead of in this tight, little cunt.” He spat, placing a hand on your neck and squeezing. “What’ll your daddy say, huh? When you go to him asking for birth control. Or are you just gonna let me knock you up?” You let out a whimper, feeling your cheeks heat up at just the thought of the embarrassing conversation. 

“Maybe you will just have to let me knock you up. After all, it’s not like you can tell him you let your big brother fuck you.” 

“Jay,” You sobbed, too overwhelmed emotionally and physically. 

“From now on, you’re going to come in here every night. And I’m going to use your little cunt until I fuck my load into you. Do you understand?” He growled, making you whimper. “This is your own fucking fault so stop bitching about it. You’re the one who decided to be a fucking tease around me.” You let out a choked sob, knowing that he’s right. You didn’t tease him on purpose, but you still made him hurt everyday for months. 

His thrusts turned frenzied as he buried his face in the crook of your neck again. Only a few thrusts later and he was pushing all the way inside, the pressure on your cervix almost painful as he forced his cock in. He let out a low groan and you could feel him twitching against your walls as started to fill you. He stilled for a moment, breathing heavy, then leaned up to sit on his heels. 

He slowly pulled out, eyes never leaving your cunt, and cursed under his breath when his come started dripping out. Ignoring the blood on his dick, he swiped his fingers through the mess and pushed it back in your hole. As he watched some of it leak down to your ass, he made a mental note to buy some lube so he can fuck that soon too. 

“Did- did I help?” You whimpered, making his gaze move to you. He eyed your fucked out face, the way your cheeks were still wet with tears and your hair was tousaled, and gave you a small smile. 

“You did, princess. Thank you. But this isn’t a permanent fix, okay? I meant what I said about you coming here every night.” Despite the softness of his voice, it was still stern, letting you know that this wasn’t a request, it was an order. You let out a quiet whimper at the thought of having to do this again, but as long as you were making him feel better, any pain you felt would be worth it. 

He grabbed your underwear to clean his cock, then pulled them back up your legs. You already made enough of a mess on his sheets, he didn’t need his come adding to it any more than it already did. When he laid back down and pulled you into him, you hissed in pain as you moved but eventually got comfortable enough to sleep. 

“Love you so much, princess. Did such a good job for me.” He placed a soft kiss on the top of your head, making you smile. 

“Love you too, Jay.” You mumbled sleepily. 

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Anchor : Jason Todd x reader

Requested as a part of my 1k celebration by @yourmomsleftmissingpinkytoe: late night with Jason Todd .

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“I like having you like this, you know.” Y/N smiled lightly, closing her eyes, her head lying comfortably on Jason’s thighs.

“Like what?” he smirked, running a hand through her hair.

It was that one night since forever that he did not spend on patrol. Or at least, not in the whole. He went on for a while, but quickly realized nothing was really happening. Therefore after checking his usual enemies and conforming that is was indeed peaceful came back to his girl, to spend some quality time with her. (if only the boy knew it was Tim and Damian who saw Y/N hurting and missing him so much, it physically hurt them so they took action to remedy her bad mood)Jason didn’t know how much he missed her, but it was not his style to relent so quickly. He just had to tease her a bit. They were sitting on the rooftop of her tenement house, surrounded by dark, staring at the space, hoping to see something more than Gotham’s somberness and gloominess. Two dreamers, two caring souls that found each other in the most hopeless place on earth. Indulging in each other’s presence.

 “Peaceful” her e/c orbs met his and he caught himself melting in the warmth and love he saw in them “not running around, chasing criminals, getting hurt. Not soaked in blood and injured. Just …. you.”

“That’s pretty unusual, huh?”

“Very….” She sighed deeply.

“you’re cold, princess” he cupped her cheek gently rubbing it “Maybe we should get back inside?”

“No, please, I don’t want to ….”

“You’re gonna get sick.”

“I don’t mind a bit of a break from everyday duties.”

“Bet you just want to stay in bed instead of waking up early, don’t you?”

“Sure. Preferably if I can keep you there with me…” she grinned, but quickly turned serious again, eyeing him with so much love it was impossible to keep it all inside. She might have been cold, but inside she was melting just because he was hers for the moment.  

“Come here” he urged her to get up and shrugged off his jacket, swaddling her in it. It smelled like him – gunpowder and cigarettes, he was trying to ditch - and she just couldn’t stop sniffling the material. It was surprising how much those scents grew on her. She hated them at first, even despite the fact that she was born and raised in Gotham and probably should have been used to smelling those at every corner. But that was before him. Flavors once connected with fear and pain, now were associated with safety and longing and loving teasing.   

“Did you just inhale my jacket?” he smirked

“You said you quit smoking” she retorted “liar!”

“I said, I was trying to. Never guaranteed any results.”

“I wish you were as effective with this as you are with crime lords in your Red Hood version.” She shook her head “Aren’t you gonna get cold?”

“Nah. I think I’m hot enough.” Jason smirked again, impatiently awaiting her reaction.

“Sure you are, Todd. But you got a 10/10 girl in front of you, so are you gonna take some action or not?”

“Mmm, let me think a moment.” He squinted “Not.”

“Not?! Why not?”

“Because I just want to hold you and feel you next to me. Not under me.”

“Oh, I can be on top, you know that.” She scoffed “in fact, I think you prefer me there, don’t you?”

“I…..” he blushed a bit and it was so adorable she just couldn’t help a little laugh

“Jason.” She cooed snuggling into his side “Come on, you don’t have to be afraid to be a little sensitive. It’s me.”

“I know.”

“So what’s on your mind, pretty boy?” she wrapped her arms around him and he put his on her shoulders pulling her closer.

“I like having you like this too. It’s just so normal and natural, being with you. And that scares me.”

“Why?” she asked softly, trying her best not to startle him, not to break that little moment of honesty and  vulnerability. “tell me, so I can make it better.”

“Huh!” he snorted “we both know me and normalcy does not work well together. I let my guards down for a moment and people just pull the rug from under my feet."

“Did I ever?” she whispered, entwining their fingers in a gentle, fluid motion. Their hands just aligned so well. Maybe he needed just a little comfort, reassurance and reminder he was not one of those "people"

“Never.” his response was immidiate

“So what’s the worry? If it’s all about that danger and protection shit again we’ve been through this million of times before, Jay.” the girl rolled eyes at him "You, Jason Todd, are getting bo-riiiiing....."

"It's not just that." he muttered

"We've also been through honesty and being more open in this relationship...." she pointed out "go on, spit it out."

"I'm worried about the future."

"Future? You? Since when?"

"Since I met you." he looked straight into her eyes and the amount of feelings he was holding in one simple gaze shocked her. It was like an electricity in her veins.

"Hey...." she cooded cupping his cheek, speaking with the most calming and convincing voice she could produce "I'm not leaving you, you know that right?"

"I know, but ...."

"I'm also not planning on getting killed or hurt or abducted or raped or whatever. Get out of your head, Jay, can you do that? For me?"

"I'll try...." he smirked

"Please tell me it's not gonna be the same try as with your smoking."

"Promise." he kissed her temple with a loud peck. "Teach me how to do that?"

"For starters you can just focus on the moment. I mean, living in it, not planning or forseeing or wondering. I just need you to be, Jay. Nothing more. No contingencies, no strategies. No danger. You're with me. You're safe. And if you need an achor to reality, I'll be yours. How does that sound?"

"I'd like that...." he mummbled again, pulling her closer. Due to some crazy magic her words and caresses were calming him down, a bit. "But if you're my anchor, does this mean I am your ship?"

"Oh, love, you have no idea about the ship for us in your family." she laughed

"Wait! WHAT!?"

She could swear his scream was heard in the whole Gotham and his family, who definitely was on the patrol might have actually heard it. Y/N almost heard Dick's laugh in her head and was pretty sure the brothers were going to have a litte discussion on privacy in the neareast future.

But for now, she was going to keep Jay with her for as long as it was possible.

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hi hi hello! never made a request before i’m kinda new to tumblr lol

ANYWAYS.

jason x fem!reader and reader broke her ankle and ofc jason is being super sweet and gentle and eventually reader really wants to fuck him but he’s hesitant bc broken ankle but like super sweet gently sex?? (also pretty pet names please i’d actually melt)

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omg hiii, yes! 🦚 anon I hope you're still around cuz haha school got in the way but here is your request! hope you enjoy >u<

Care for You

MDNI // smut // Jason Todd x Reader

(afab reader, creampie, praise, gentle sex, pussy eating, no use of y/n)

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“Hey, hey, settle down, I’ll grab that for you.”

You huff, sitting back down on the bed as Jason reaches for the magazine you were eyeing. They sat at a pile at the foot of your bed, which you’ve been confined to for as long as Jason was around. That being, always, as he hasn’t left your side since you broke your ankle, with the exception of going on patrol (but not without telling you a hundred times over to give him a call for absolutely anything). 

You give your boyfriend a peck on the cheek once he closes the distance between you two to hand you your magazine. “Thank you Jay, though I will say I’m not that fragile you know,” you pout, flipping open the booklet to the first couple of pages. He snuggles up to you, resting his head on your shoulder as he murmurs, “I know, but I’m gonna take care of you regardless. Can’t have my baby going and breaking her other ankle.” You smack him lightly on the arm for the last comment as he chuckled. You puff out your cheeks in mock anger and turn your head swiftly away from him. Gently, he places a hand on your chin to turn you to look back at him. “C’mon, you can’t stay mad at me for long, can you sweetheart?” You melt under his gaze, and flush as he presses a soft kiss to your lips. You press your lips against his when he draws back, and he gladly returns your passion by deepening the kiss. Before long, the two of you are making out, breaking apart for air before locking lips again. 

You tug at his shirt, beckoning him to take it off. You’re incredibly turned on, the way his lips are wet and red from making out, watching his broad chest rise and fall as he pants. “Hey,” he breathes, “I don’t think we should…your ankle-”. You shush him, and whip out that magazine from earlier. You flip to a page and show him a little diagram with a small paragraph describing it. “Look, it's a sex position that won't strain or jostle my ankle too much,” you say proudly, grinning at the way Jason’s eyes widen. “Jeez, my pretty baby is doing her research, huh?”, he chuckles, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You smile back at him, tossing the magazine aside. “Soooooo..?” you ask, running your hands down his chest and to his stomach, noting the way his breath hitches. “Mmm, I really think you shouldn’t risk it babe,” he groans, catching your hands and holding them in place.

“Oh Jay, I promise I’ll say something if it hurts at all and we’ll stop immediately. Pretty please?”, you whine, gazing hopefully into his eyes. Jason sighs, releasing your hands and moving his to your breasts as he massages them. You whimper, placing your hands on top of his as he whispers, “Alright, you better keep that promise though.” The low notes of his voice sends tingles down to your tummy and you can barely contain your arousal as you moan, his fingers pinching your sensitive nipples. Moving down, he pulls your shorts down slowly, making sure not to move your ankle too much. Kissing your bare thighs, you suppress another moan when you feel his hot breath against your cunt. Jason moves your panties aside as he licks a broad stripe on your folds, feeling your wetness on his tongue. You nearly clamp your legs around his head in pleasure, your head thrown back and mouth open in a silent plea for more. Wrapping his arms around your thighs, he holds you gently yet firmly in place as he continues eating you out. Circling his tongue around your clit, you let out a breathy moan from the stimulation as he works at bringing you to your climax. Adjusting your legs with the slightest of movements and with great care, Jason pulls back from your soaked cunt, your pleasure evident on his chin. “Fuck baby, you look so damn pretty,” he breathes, gazing at you with half-lidded eyes. You flush, covering your face. “Hey, don’t get all shy on me alright?” he gently pushes your hand away from your face as he cups your cheek in one hand. “You’re doing so good, sweetheart,” he says, kissing you softly. You return the gesture, and the taste of yourself has your pussy clenching around nothing. “Oh Jay, please-” 

“Mhm, I got you baby.” He’s pulling his boxers down now, his hard cock bumping against your sensitive clit. Slowly, he begins to push his length in, whispering praises and groaning at the way you squeeze around him. Thrusting gently so as to not jostle your legs too much, you feel another orgasm build up. His steady pace keeps you moaning and crying out his name as you feel his dick fill you up. “Oh fuck,” he pants, leaning down to press little kisses to your neck up to your face. As much as you’re able to, you rock your hips onto his cock, feeling the stretch of your pussy accommodating his girth when he bottoms out. “Shit, sweetheart, I’m- ngh- I’m close,” he moans, thrusting faster. You whimper as you feel your own orgasm approaching, finally cumming when your sweet Jason cums deep into your cunt, filling you up. The two of you stay like that for a while, with him in you and the both of you breathing heavily. He finally pulls out and carefully lays down next to you, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. “Told you I’d take care of you,” he smirks, and you roll your eyes in false annoyance, happy to have had sex with your favorite boy.

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**dom! Jason x sub! Reader**

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i know damn well Jason Todd in his Red Hood era would use you like a cum rag and wouldn’t feel bad about it AT ALL.

He would mumble into your ear, “You asked for this, darling, remember? You chose to be a fucking slut.”

Oh, and you would whine and whimper, your inner thighs bright red and covered with cum from his (many) previous loads, scratching against his chest and back as you squirmed underneath him.

Old him would probably have stopped by now, but now he knew, he knew how much of a slut you were. In the past, you were too afraid to ask him for everything you wanted, and now that you did, he was going to give it all to you.

His fingers trailed down your body, teasing your quivering tummy before shaping the bulge that he left. He laughs as he slowly pulled out, a loud whine leaving your lips as he watched his cum flow out of you like a waterfall.

“Look at that, you’re already so full of me and you still want more? Isn’t that what a slut is, doll?” He teases you, but you shake your head.

“No, no Jay, please put it back in, please,” you whined, hips bucking automatically as he laughs.

“You’re a fucking whore,” he basically growls as he scoops up the cum, slathering it onto his cock to act as lube before pushing the remainder into your cunt again. Your pretty pussy was all stretched out because of him, all because of him and now you were so filled with cum that it was the only thing you can think of. “If you weren’t on birth control, doll, you’d be pregnant by now. Do you like the thought of that? Being fucked full of my babies?”

Your eyes rolled back as his hips start to move again, his sex drive having nothing on your own. You used to always say you could never find a man to keep up with you in bed but no, not Jason Todd. He was going to make sure you were satisfied and only remembered his fucking name. “Yes, yes Jason, I love it. I love it so much, I love it please! Please please, want your cum, want all of it.”

Jason was holding back groans as he slowly began to rut his hips, his fingers rubbing against your clit before dipping into your pretty cunt with his fingers. A loud scream fell from your lips as his fingers dragged against your cum stained walls, scooping some out before lathering it on your puffed up clit.

He laughs as you begin to squirm, whining loudly. “Jay, don’t be mean, don’t be mean to me.”

Jason shakes his head as he lifts your legs higher on his torso, fucking you harder and harder. His stomach was burning, not as much as yours was but definitely burning from overstimulation, his cum stained dick surely red if he pulled out of you. He couldn’t stop though, not when your pussy was so fucking good, tight and clamping down on his shaft.

Your nails dug into his back as you whined and attempted to buck your hips into his own, your slutty body unable to comprehend that he was getting there. It was a bit annoying though, the fact you wouldn’t just take it and wait until he would fuck you harder.

“Behave,” he pinched your clit, a loud scream leaving your lips. “If you think a slut like you can pleasure yourself better than I can, I can let you fuck your self. I’ll even be nice and leave my dick inside of you, but don’t fucking think I won’t leave you here filled with cum and watch as you try to get off again.”

You shake your head immediately, whining. “No! No, no Jay, please. Please, I want you, only want you to fuck me. I’ll be good, I’m sorry, I swear!”

He grins, looking down at the pretty bulge on your tummy. “Got dammit doll, you’re so lucky a slut like you got me all wrapped around your finger. Couldn’t stop fucking this pussy even if I wanted to.”

You shake your head, whining again. Oh your pretty fucking whines always pushed Jason over the edge, this time being no different as he slammed his hips into you. He watched your mouth fall open, moans only described as pornographic before he laughs and leans down.

“You know, we could do porn with how much of a slut you are,” he whispers in your ear, laughing as you nodded. “Right? Would you like that? Have a close up to your pussy as I fill you with cum? Maybe not porn though, a cam show? With our faces covered so that no one can see belongs to me?”

You nodded mindlessly, groaning as you tilted your head back. “I’ll do whatever you want, Jay, I’ll be your little slut on camera if that’s what you want. Just want you, want your cum.”

He grunts loudly, cursing as he thrusts his hips, eyes rolling back as your fingers dig into his back and he came uncontrollably. He groaned loudly, gasping as his hips continue to rut into you uncontrollably, his stomach on fire. “Fuck, doll, you did good. You did so good for me.”

You whine, rubbing your hands against his chest. “You’re done, Jay? I want more, please. Want more of your cum.”

He couldn’t help but laugh, leaning down for a soft kiss. Maybe you could outlast him.

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Almost caught

Dick Grayson x GN reader / Jason Todd x GN reader

Dick had been working so hard he had forgotten to eat

He neglected peeing simply because he didn’t have time

You felt bad for your boyfriend being so caught up

‘You need to eat and take a break’ you said as you rubbed Dick’s shoulders

Dick exhaled a little as he realised you were right

Taking a break from the computer in the BatCave, he turned to you

Dick kissed you, wrapping his arms around your waist

You kissed him back, passionately

Dick hummed a little as he lifted you off your feet

Seating you on the desk in the cave, diving into your neck

Feeling the heat coming from between both of your legs

Dick growled as he unbuttoned your shirt, you doing the same to him

You undid his belt, feeling the hardness between his legs

You felt yourself getting more and more ready for Dick, all of him

‘Shit’ you gasped as the door to the cave opened

You jumped off the desk as you did your shirt back up

Dick rushing to do his shirt and belt back up, both of you attempting to cover how flustered you were

‘Hey!’ Tim cheered as he walked in, seeing you both smile

‘Hey Timmy’ you chuckled, ruffling his hair

Both of you relieved as he didn’t seem to notice

Jason was nose deep in a book as he had lost track of time, once again

You didn’t care much, you liked seeing him distracted as he did what he loved the most

You shifted closer to him while you both stayed seated on the big couch in the Wayne Manor library

Resting your head on Jason’s shoulder as you watched TikTok’s on your phone

Jason placed a hand on your thigh, running it upwards. Closer to that sweet spot he loves so much

You smiled, lifting your head up as you kissed Jason’s neck

Jason placed his book down on the desk as he grabbed your face

Kissing you deeply

‘Wanna do something bad?’ Jason growled in your ear, you nodded as you shifted onto Jason’s lap

Jason pulled your jacket off you, revealing your bare shoulders in your tight tank top

Jason dove in and began to kiss your collarbone

You ran your fingers through his hair

You threw your head back as Jason began to really affect you, you doing the same to him as he showed how hungry he was

It got hot as Jason was ready in his pants for you, ready for some friction and release

You were ready too

‘Master Todd?’ Alfred called out, Jason’s eyes shot wide

Jason placed his hands on your waist as he threw you next to him, shoving a pillow over his lap

You covering how flustered you were

Alfred came to where the two of you were sitting, smiling

‘Dinner is ready, if you two are hungry’ Alfred said, Jason nodded

You both laughed as Alfred left, though he probably knew, not the first time he’s caught a batboy with someone…looking flustered

It was sweaty in the training room and all you could focus on was Dick’s complimentary grey sweats

Dick was seemingly unaware of your Ruston him, though he could probably feel the attention

‘You keep undressing me like that, I’m gonna catch a cold’ Dick laughed, turning as he faced you

You feigned ignorance as to what he was saying

Dick rushed over as he kissed you, lifting you up and rolling you over onto your back

‘Easy bird boy’ you smiled, Dick bit his lip as he kissed you again

Dick began to kiss further down you from your neck, chest, stomach and then reaching your thighs

‘Oh my’ you gasped as Dick chuckled, pulling your shoes off your feet

You grabbed Dick’s face as you kissed him again

‘We gonna sweat more’ Dick whispered as he began to lift your top over your head

‘Hey, anyone in here?’ Bruce called out, the both of you panicking

You still had your top halfway over your head as Bruce’s footsteps approached

‘Crap’ Dick almost laughed out of nerves as he saw your struggle

Managing to get you seemingly back to normal once Bruce got into the room

Bruce looking at the two of you sitting in the floor

‘What are you two doing?’ Bruce asked

‘Just taking a break from training’ you smiled innocently

Bruce walked over to the punchbags as the two of you found you didn’t have the room to yourselves anymore

Jason was so busy with sorting the Batmobile tires, he didn’t notice you walk into the room

‘Hey’ you said as you walked in, wearing something skimpy that surely caught Jason’s attention

He went wide eyed as he took in your form, the new look made Jason hard instantly

‘Oh honey’ Jason laughed, grabbing your wrists as he dove in and began kissing you

You reposed your arms around his neck as he lifted you up, sitting you in the bonnet

‘You’re gonna get wrecked’ Jason growled in your ear

You ran your hand down Jason’s torso as he began to undo his belt

‘Fuck’ you gasped as Jason began grinding in you, kissing you so hard that you felt all hot

‘Jason? Y/n?’ Damian called out as the two of you jumped from where you were

You throw a jacket over your shoulders to cover your outfit as Damian stood in the doorway

‘Hey Damian’ you smiled, Damian simply smiled

‘What are we doing?’ He asked as he came over to Jason, who acted like he was still doing work to the Batmobile

You left the room to go and change before someone saw your outfit

BONUS, getting caught!

Dick was still buzzing from his patrol and still had tons of energy

You were still awake as you struggled with sleep when home alone, or without Dick next to you

‘Hi sweetness’ Dick smiled as he kissed you, you grabbed his hand and held it

Dick came in for another one, as you melted into his body

Dick held you by the waist as he backed you into the wall, wrapping your legs around his waist, lifting you up

‘Oh fuck, Dick’ you breathed out as Dick kissed you passionately and began to bite a little at your shoulder and bicep

‘Eew, guys check the room before you start doing that’ Tim said in horror as he walked into the kitchen, where the two of you were

‘Sorry’ Dick said as he let you down, back onto your feet

You readjusted your clothes as you walked over to carry on what you were doing, Dick going red in the face as Tim just gave a face of trauma

‘Oops’ you whispered to yourself

Both sitting comfortably on the couch as you watched Netflix

The two of you were alone in the room, as Jason ran his hand up and down your thigh

You thought nothing of it, until you realised Jason was looking at you

‘What?’ You asked, Jason shaking his head a little

‘Nothing, just like looking at you’ Jason smiled, then diving in for a quick kiss

You sometimes found Jason suddenly irresistible and found you wanted his body then and there

You gave another kiss as Jason smiled into it and rolled you onto your back

Jason lay on top of you as the two of you kissed heavily, not noticing that someone had walked into the room

‘Ahem’ Alfred cleared his throat, ‘I only went to get some snacks Master Todd’ Alfred continued

You both laughed as you went back to your seated forms

#red hood #gotham #red hood fanfiction #red hood x reader #red hood x you #jason todd fanfiction #jason todd x reader #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you #jason todd #nightwing x gender neutral reader #nightwing x you #dick grayson x y/n

[more-cardigan-than-woman]

I was thinking... what if Jason Todd/Red Hood had a really close f!friend, and then he starts having thoughts with her (+18 thoughts), and he doesn't know what to do, since he has a strong desire, and she is a close friend.

Like, she is doing something simplesmente as drinking water and his mind go imagining things he shouldn't be imagining

So, someone also asked me to do something gym related so I'm chucking them in together.

Gym Buddies.

Warnings: 18+ONLY, implied smut, pining.

"Nice of you to finally show," you shout at Jay who's making his way through the large glass doors at the front of the gym.

"Yeah, you like to run for 30 minutes and I am not about the cardio life," he replies, throwing his bag down near the weights area, "want to get into the heavys?"

"Are you going to spot me?"

"I am and then you're going to spot me."

"Ok, but I don't know how much help I'm going to be if you drop 150kgs on your head."

You lay back on the bench as Jason racks up your usual 45kg rack, rubbing your hands together you reach for the bar, "ready."

"Off you go then, I'll count you out," you look so pretty like this, Jason thinks, your hair up in those cute little buns, "1," your mouth slightly parted as you attempt to breath evenly, "2," your legs spread out over the bench, stabilizing your core, "3," your eyes scrunching in concentration, "4" your muscles straining with the weight, "5" you open your eyes as he takes the bar from you and you look up at him like that. Fuck, he stands in awe of you trying not to imagine what pretty faces he could cause with his finger, his mouth or his cock.

"You just going to stand there?"

"No," he lies, "I was just giving you a chance to rest."

"Right, did you get that video I sent you?"

"Yeah, that was a weird one. Who's actually doing that?" He wonders, recalling how badly he laughed when he saw it this morning.

"Oh, so you don't think you could do it?" You tease him, standing up and wiping your brow with your towel.

"That's not what I said."

"It's what I heard."

"Fine, lay back down on the bench." He directs you, while he starts to stretch out his shoulders, your eyes tracing the thick veins that seems to be popping out of his biceps and forearms, "good, now stay still." He says, his hands sliding under your back and legs as he starts to curl you, "dude your wiggling!"

"Can't help it. It feels weird."

"I told you it was weird."

"Ok, ok, put me down." He doesn't want to, he wants to keep holding you, "Jay," you start to wiggle more, "I get it, you're strong. Put me-" you catch his eye when he stills, "why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like you wanna kiss me."

"Pssh, you're nuts." He carries you over to the leg press, needing to put some distance between you, "why don't you work on this, I'm going to go and fill my water bottle. Don't crush yourself, k."

"Yeah, whatever."

Jason leaves, his ass hugging so tightly to those short red booty ass shorts. Those thighs so fucking thick and you can feel your mouth watering, "I don't hear that pressing moving!" He yells out before he steps into the locker room, "get going."

The door shuts behind him and he wonders if he should just get in the shower right now? He can already feel his cock growing hard, he's been so good at keeping it in his pants. There's no way he's going to push you away, by being a fucking creep and coming onto the only person who is actually awake late enough to come to the gym with him.

He can't get the picture of you laid out on that bench out of his head though, or the cute little giggles you made when he was pressing you, "just a quick shower," he whispers to himself throwing his bag down and stripping his clothes off.

The steam from the shower fills the locker room, Jason's head hanging in front of him as his huge hands pump his cock. The water burning his back, relaxing all the tight muscles. His eyes closed as he imagines your pretty lips wrapped around it, those glaze eyes that you get after you've run a mile staring up at him. "Fuck, take it pretty girl," he moans, biting down on his juicy lip and sucking in some of the hot water.

"You having a good time?" You surprise Jason, laughing when he turns around with a guilt ridden look on his face.

"I can explain."

"You wanna explain to me why you're jerking off in the gym showers?" You give him an apprehensive look, well you think it is. But as your eyes take in every well defined muscles, every vein that's popping out of his skin and the huge tree trunk resting between his legs-

"Enjoying the view?" He asks, pumping his hands down his cock, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip when he sees how your looking at him, "it's better from over here," the words come from somewhere inside of him and he can't seem to find the fucks to give, because you look like you might actually take him up on his offer, "come on, the waters really nice."

You throw your clothes off faster than you ever have before, leaving them on top of Jason's bag as you step into the warmth of the water. "You're right, it is warm. Too warm."

"I can fix that," his strong hands slide under your ass picking you up and pressing you into the cool tiles, the warm water in the front evening you out. "Is this going to change anything?" He asks, his cock grinding right along the seam of your pussy.

"Only if you want it to."

Part 2- Go for a Hike

#jason todd x reader #reader x jason todd #jason todd #x reader #request #gym buddies #jason todd fanfic

[dxckgrxsonx]

saw the post u rbed and god if u gave jason a messy bj he’d be groaning and moaning so loud and calling u a good girl for taking his cock so well and he’d caress ur cheek and pull ur hair gently and he’d curse when u lick at his balls and gasp and his thighs and tummy would be shaking,,,, and if u gave dick a messy bj he’d be so mean and make u choke on his cock and call u pathetic and ask u if u can really take his cock but his knuckles would be white from how hard he’s clenching his fists trying to keep his cocky composure and not just start whining like a bitch bc u keep doing that one thing w ur tongue that makes white cloud his vision thank u for coming to my ted talk

the noise I just fucking made was inhuman 😩😩

the mental image of Jason Todd—whose arm is probably bigger than my whole goddamn head—shaking and trembling because you’ve got your mouth on him and you’re making a mess?? devastating. especially his tummy. oh I’m so glad you mentioned his tummy!! all that soft, firm muscle flexing and twitching under your palms. him moaning and trying to thrust into your mouth, cock leaking desperately all over your tongue. you absolutely drooling everywhere, spit escaping from the corners of your mouth to roll down his balls. him giving you so much praise the whole time, telling you how good you are and how much he adores having your mouth wrapped warm and wet around his cock. pressing his palm to your cheek and running his thumb across the seam of your lips stretched wide around him.

and Dick?? Oh my goodddddd I’m a little obsessed with him😵‍💫

him making you choke on his cock, pushing you down until you gag and can’t help but drool around the base, spit rubbing against his navel and getting your whole lower face wet and sticky. him pulling back just enough for you to breathe and mocking you, calling you pathetic for not being able to take him all at once, asking if you’re even trying, if you’re even able to take his cock. him sighing like he’s disappointed before guiding you back down until his soft tip hits the back of your throat. doing all of this while feeling like he’s bursting out of his own skin, fingers shaking and chest heaving. you suck a little harder than normal and manage to swirl your tongue around the sensitive head of his cock and he just collapses in on himself, whining and whimpering and shuddering out your name. he tries to say something smart and cocky but the only thing he manages is a broken whine and you’re barely able to manage a smirk with a mouthful of his cock.

#AAAAA #jason todd x reader #jason todd x reader smut #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x reader smut #ella writes #asks #answered #birthofvcnus #friends 💕 #you’re killing me!!! #I can’t stop thinking about Jason’s tummy #this isn’t fair 😫😫 #ilysm 😘

[lazycats-stuff]

Jason Todd x male!reader

So, I didn't think that this would have a part 2, but it seems you guys like it so why not. A continuation of this request. @soupasses also asked for part 2 of this, but I didn't see your ask so I didn't answer it here, but I did get your other ask and I will get on it as soon as possible.

(Y/N) sighed as he heard Jason getting into the apartment by the fire escape.

" Oh. Why are you awake? " Jason asked as he removed his mask and jacket.

" I had an another nightmare. "

" Oh. Well, give me a minute to change and then I will join you. "

(Y/N) nodded as he moved to Jason's bed. It always helped him sleep better if it was with someone, usually after a nightmare. Or when he felt scared for Jason.

It all depends on the night. Right now, it was a mix of both. Jason came back in his pajamas, laying down next to (Y/N).

" Jay? "

" Yes? "

(Y/N) hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say. He knew that it was nothing to worry about, but he still needed to know.

" Do you think your family will like me? "

Jason laughed at the question.

" Trust me, they will adore you. I told you that when you came to live with me. I just have to make sure that Bruce doesn't adopt you. "

(Y/N) smiled, moving closer to Jason. He laid his head on Jason's chest. Sometimes he just needs to hear Jason's heartbeat. "

" But in all honesty, don't worry. They will like you. Now try to get some sleep. "

" Okay. "

Jason wrapped his arm around (Y/N), making sure that he was warm and comfortable. They can worry about the dinner later.

(Y/N) was going trough his closet, trying to find something. First impressions matter. Nothing... He huffed in frustration.

" What's wrong? " Jason asked, peaking his head in. He was already dressed and ready to go.

" How did you get dressed so quickly? What the hell? "

" I'm not going to meet the president. "

(Y/N) laughed sarcastically. The cheeky bastard.

" Well, I want to make a good impression. "

" Then put on your beige cargo pants and that plain black shirt. Bam. Problem solved. "

(Y/N) sighed. He wishes to have Jason's calm attitude about this. He listened to Jason either way and changed into those clothes. Jason was right, it was a good combination. He put deodorant on and brushed his teeth.

" You are really scared of this dinner? " Jason asked, as he waited for his turn in the bathroom.

" Yes. I'm meeting Bruce Wayne, the most influential man in Gotham. What I am supposed to wear? "

" Something normal. "

(Y/N) chuckled at Jason, making sure to bump Jason in the process. Jason smiled, knowing why he was nervous, but there was really no need. The entire family was excited to meet him. Bruce even offered legal help to Jason, to make the process easier. Jason couldn't thank Bruce enough for that.

" Come on, take your phone and lets go. Shoes, jacket and go. " Jason said, already prepared at the door.

(Y/N) shot him a glare. No need to rush him.

" You look like a puppy, you are not scaring anyone. "

(Y/N) huffed as he took the jacket from Jason. Jason smiled at his little brother. He was so cute when he was pouting.

Jason glanced at his brother once he parked the car in front of the manor. He was nervous as hell. His hands were sweaty and he was biting his lip.

" You there is no need to be nervous. "

" I know Jay. It's just... I don't know. My head is a mess. "

Jason patted his thigh, turning the car off.

" You know, I would never lie to you. They are going to adore you. And you are probably going to be Bruce's favorite. "

(Y/N) snorted at that.

" And if you feel overwhelmed, even if you feel like it's a false alarm. Okay? "

" You got it, Jay. "

Jason nodded, opening the car door. (Y/N) followed, seeing a man waiting for them. He was wearing the suit and (Y/N) had guessed that it was Alfred. He heard a lot about this man.

" Master Jason, always a pleasure to have you back. And this must be master (Y/N). I am Alfred Pennyworth. "

" You don't have to call me master, my name is just enough. "

" I'm afraid that I can't. Come on you two, your brothers are waiting. "

(Y/N) glanced at Jason as Alfred led them inside. What was he getting into? Jason simply smirked in response. (Y/N) decided to ignore the smirk, opting to look at the walls of the manor. To him, it reeked of rich. He knew that Bruce Wayne was filthy rich and it shouldn't surprise him that this is just the reflection of that, but his Crime Alley heart was going nuts. He preferred smaller spaces and not this big.

" The manor is gorgeous. " (Y/N) commented as they were walking towards the dining room.

" You are right about that. " Jason said.

(Y/N) heart started beating faster as he saw the famous Waynes. He was going to go nuts. Jason had to hide a smirk. (Y/N) was so adorable.

" This is master (Y/N), Jason's half brother. "

All of them stood up, ready to introduce themselves to (Y/N). First up was Bruce, who was smiling at the boy, seeing that the boy was slightly nervous. He stepped aside, letting the others get to him.

Damian was the second one, eyeing him up and down. He already saw the shyness and a hint of anxiety? He shook his hand, muttering his name. (Y/N) smiled at him, moving to meet with Tim. Damian glanced at Jason, who simply raised an eyebrow in question. Damian looked away, watching him interact with Tim.

Jason wasn't sure what to think about (Y/N)'s and Tim's interaction. He wasn't sure why... In fact, he was slightly freaked out. It seems that Tim was sleep deprived again too.

And the last one was Dick. The man was far too energetic, even for Jason's standards. He brought (Y/N) into a hug and that's when Jason stepped in. (Y/N) didn't like such contact with people he wasn't familiar with.

" Okay Dick, leave him be. " Jason said, separating the duo.

Jason led (Y/N) to a chair, making (Y/N) sit between him and Tim. Damian and Dick were on the other side of the table and Bruce was on the head.

" So (Y/N), how come you came to live with Jason? " Damian asked. Jason didn't tell them why he brought (Y/N) home. He didn't tell them about Willis.

" (Y/N), you don't have to. "

" It's okay Jay. " (Y/N) said, turning to look at Damian. " Willis tried to kill. I don't want to go into detail, but it wasn't a pretty sight. I called the cops and they took me to Social Services. He came in the middle of the night and the rest is history. "

Damian didn't say anything, simply nodded and Jason could see that Damian was slightly pissed. Oh my. He got protective of him already. Jason hid a smirk behind his hand. In matter of minutes, (Y/N) had won Damian over.

An accomplishment of a lifetime.

" If you don't mind me asking, when is the trial? " Bruce asked. He was going to help them as much as possible.

" In a month. "

" Do you think you will need to testify? " Dick asked, taking a sip of his water.

" I don't know, I hope I don't. "

Dick didn't know what to say. (Y/N) didn't seem like he was touched by the violence and abuse. They continued to chat before Alfred served the food. They ate in silence and afterwards helped Alfred help. It went well. Jason was suspicious. Nothing goes well at any type of meal in this manor. Nothing goes well here at all.

(Y/N) was happy. The food that Alfred cooked was amazing and he was stuffed. And there was still desert to go through. He didn't know how he was going to do this.

" Alfred, you are an amazing cook. " (Y/N) said, huffing.

" Thank you. Would you like to move to the couch? I will bring something more to drink. "

(Y/N) had to take a deep breath as he moved to the couch that was, thankfully, nearby. (Y/N) plopped down onto the couch, leaning on Jason for support.

" And there is still desert to eat. " Jason said to (Y/N).

(Y/N) smacked Jason's arm, clearly not amused by Jason's remark.

The day turned into evening and Jason was happy to see his brother interacting with others. (Y/N) wasn't so shy anymore and he was more open with them. Life was good.

" Okay (Y/N), I think it's time to go. " Jason said, getting up.

" Already? "

" It's been hours. "

" And? " (Y/N) asked, either completely clueless or knowing exactly what he was doing. Jason concluded that it was the latter.

" You can stay the night, " Bruce said, taking a sip of his whiskey.

The other boys voiced their agreement. Jason was outvoted. Democracy at it's finest.

" Okay, we can stay the night. "

(Y/N) and the boys cheered. Jason sat back down, sighing. He was never going to leave. (Y/N) won't allow it. And to think that (Y/N) was afraid that he wouldn't be liked. His brother is a dumbo.

#jason todd x male reader #dc comics #dc x male reader #batfamily #batkids #red hood x male reader

[a1307s]

Take Me From You #1

(Jason Todd Smut)

[Art is not mine! Credit to xxxviciousxxx (found on Reddit)]

Keys:

Y/N - Your Name

N/N - Nick Name

Word Count: 3,252

Warnings and/or pre-notes:

Fingering

Name Calling: Good Girl, Princess, Daddy, Baby, Babes, Slut, and Bitch

Cursing

Biting

Domination/Submission

Spanking

Mentions of blood/bleeding

Mentions of safe words

Orgasam Control

Titty Sucking

Degrading

Back scratching

Thigh Cum Shot

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The first sound I hear walking into the Wayne Manor is the sound of Bruce's study door slamming shut. The vintage wood crocks from the powerful slam before the manor is once again silent. I stand frozen in the foyer as I wait to see what or who disturbed the peace in the usually silent mansion.

Heavy footsteps cause the floorboards to creak. Instantly I rule out Richard for the fact that he walks with the grace of a bird which leaves the ancient floor silent under his feet. Alfred is quickly erased from the list as well under the ruling that he knows every creak and crook the manor makes, leaving the manor silent as he walks through it. That leaves Jason or the head of the house himself; Mr. Wayne.

I take in a soft breath and hold it as I wait to see if my spunky hot head of a boyfriend rounds the corner or if his makeshift narcissist father rounds it instead. Slowly a pair of smokey green eyes appear from the shadows of the hallway. Small dust particles softly float in front of Jason's eyes showing off how bright the green shines from the shadows.

"You should probably exhale," He says, making quick and rigid movements toward me. I slowly let out a breath as Jason's heavy arms slide on to my waist. "You weren't supposed to be here until six," He whispers as if he's worried about scaring the light layer of dust that always seems to cover the manor no matter how much Alfred cleans.

"It's six thirty, Jay. I'm actually late," I whisper back, focusing on his bright emerald eyes sparkling in the dark entryway. Darkness coats the both of us leaving it impossible to make out any of Jason's other features. He's so close that I can feel his heavy breath coating my face.

"Oh," is all Jay squeaks out as his arms tighten around my waist. We stand in silence letting the darkness comfortably envelope us for a couple more minutes before another set of heavy footsteps are heard coming from the study. "I'm sorry," Jason murmurs before he gently starts tugging me toward the wall. His arms are light but firm as my feet gently slide against the wood floors. Once Jay's back hits the wall he leans his head down to my ear. "Close your eyes," he whispers before gently wrapping his hand over my mouth.

My heart rate raises as Bruce's footsteps get close. I have no clue what has happened today but from Jason's short responses I can safely assume it's nothing good.

Footsteps soon enter the foyer followed by two voices. "You shouldn't be so hard on him, Burce," a soft and gentle voice says. I instantly recognize it as Richard's.

"If he doesn't want me to be hard on him, maybe he should act less like a Gotham hood rat and more like the Robin you used to be," comes Bruce's response with no mercy for anyones' feelings or opinions but his own.

"He's not going to be exactly like me, Bruce. We're two - " Richard's response is cut off as they round the corner and head toward the kitchen.

Once they're a safe distance away from us Jason unwraps his hand from my mouth and leans down to my ear again. "You can open your eyes, N/N." Jason's voice is uneven but I can't tell if it's from anger or sadness.

Slowly I obey, opening my eyes to be met with darkness again. Jay roughly lays his hands back on my waist and gently pushes me forward so he's not pinned to the wall anymore. "We're going upstairs," He says, continuing to gently push me towards the obnoxiously giant stairway.

The darkness is filled with the soft pitter patter of Jason's patrol boots and my sneakers hitting the marble stoning used on the stairs. Once we get to the top the sound is cut off by the worn cream carpet of the hallway. I count the doors as we pass them. One... two... three... four... The familiar caution tape and vintage rock band posters on Jason's door stand out from the plain walnut wood doors.

Jay's arm stretches around me to reach for the door handle. His hand lands on it but before he turns it he leans down to my ear again. "I really think you should get yourself comfy on my bed as I change or else there's going to be more aches in you than usual," Jason whispers before turning the handle.

The door creaks open as butterflies start filling my stomach. Whatever happened between Jason and the two older crime fighters was nothing close to good and I get to pay for their mistakes.

Gently Jay pushes me inside the door before letting it swing shut. I keep my eyes locked on the outline of Jason's bed and take slow steady steps towards it. The sound of the door locking sends shivers up my spine and heat down to my core. By the time my thighs make contact with the bed Jay is already in the bathroom. My hands gently clench my boyfriend's red bed sheets as I climb up into the massive king size bed.

When Jason and I first started dating he only had a small air mattress to sleep on so the upgrade was uneasy for the both of us.

I crawl toward the middle of the bed, gently placing myself with my head on top of his fluffy pillows and letting my legs stretch out in front of me. The soft thud of Jay's Robin custom hitting the floor causes my nerves to jump up in anticipation. To try and ease my nervousness I focus on untying my shoe laces and kicking my sneakers off my feet.

When I look up from my socks my eyes lock with Jason who is standing at the edge of the bed with nothing on but his boxers. The color of his eyes have turned from a bright emerald color to a dark forest green and his pupils are dilated. Slowly, Jason places a knee on the bed and reaches out for my ankle. As soon as his hand is around it, he tugs me forward.

My head slides off the pillows as the rest of me is pulled towards him. Jason rests his other knee on the bed before wrapping my legs around his waist. "Are you going to be a good girl?" He questions me as his eyes wander down my body. I nod my head knowing it'll tick him off even more. "Use your words," Jay hisses from behind clenched teeth.

"Yes, I'll be a good girl," I murmur back, waiting for his next move.

Jason slides his hands down my legs with slow and careful fingertips making sure to feel every inch of fabric covering my skin. When he gets to my waist band he hooks his fingers underneath. "I can't wait to make you tremble under me," He says before shimming my pants down my legs and tossing them somewhere into the darkness of his room. "Is that what you want? Do you want me to make you tremble?" He asks me, sliding his hand over my clothed core.

I nod my head again as my teeth sink into my lip. A soft tch tch tch comes from Jason. "I already told you once to use your words. Since you can't listen I recommend you flip yourself over because if I have to do it myself I won't be happy," He says with a hatch undertone.

"No," I squeak out as a response.

Before I know what's happening Jason wraps his arm around my back and flips me over onto my hands and knees. "You really want to back talk me right now? Do you really think that's a good idea? Huh? I guess I'm going to have to remind you what entitled princesses get when they disobey, won't I?" Jason's words come out sharp as he gently rubs my behind.

"Lose the panties and keep your eyes forward," He says after a few more soft circles on my ass. I obey, keeping my eyes locked on his oak headboard as I slide my panties off my legs.

The cold air hits my pussy like a shock wave. Before long the cold air is replaced by Jason's warm hand. Jay's rough palm cups my heat as he places soft kisses along my back. "Be a good girl for daddy, okay?"

"And if I don't?" The question gets me a hard smack of a belt on my ass. "H-hey!" I yelp out, followed by a soft whimper.

"Since someone can't remember basic rules and manners I guess we'll have to go over them until you get them right," Jason says, slowly sliding a single digit into my pussy. "Who's in charge?" He asks, slowly curling his finger inside me.

"Me," I answer back, getting another quick smack to the ass. "Y-you," I whimper out, biting my lip to help hold the forming sobs back.

"One more time, Princess. Who's in charge?" Jay asks again, slowly running his leather belt over the previous spanked cheek.

"You," I repeat, getting rewarded with a soft kiss to my back and a faster pace of his finger.

"Good job baby!" Jason says with a slightly cheerful tone. "Now, what's my name princess?"

"Jackass," I answer back before I can stop myself.

Jay delivers five fast and painful swats to my ass with his belt before pulling his finger out of my and wrapping his hand around my throat. His fingers press down on my veins, slowing the blood flow to my head. Using the hand around my throat Jason lifts me up against his bare chest. "You want to fucking repeat that?" He hissed into my ear. "Go ahead, I dare you."

After the words spill out of Jason's mouth he sinks his teeth into my shoulder. My skin burns under the feeling of him biting me. His teeth sink deeper and deeper into me. By the time I manage to peep out an "I'm sorry" I'm sure he's already drawn blood.

Jason let's go of me completely, causing me to fall back onto my hands and knees like before. "You better be," He warns as he runs his fingertips over the bite mark. "This is your last chance Y/N. Pop an attitude and I'll beat your ass until it bleeds, am I understood?" Jay asks me, sliding his fingers down my spine and causing goosebumps to follow.

"Yes," I whisper.

"What... is... my... name?" Jason takes his time getting the question out, making sure to pronounce every word like it's a threat.

"Daddy," I answer back softly.

In return Jay slides two fingers back into me. "Good girl," He hums, slowly curling his fingers in me. "Are you going to be a good girl for daddy?"

"Yes Daddy," I answer, rolling my hips back to try and get a little more friction.

Jason gives me what I want by adding another finger and picking up the pace. "Before you get what you want you have to tell Daddy the rules, alright? What's rule number one?"

I scramble through my brain trying to find the right answer so I don't lose the attention I desperately need in my pussy. "Um... Um... U-use the safe word whenever I need it," I manage to stumble out between my pants.

"What's our safe word again?"

"Peaches," I answer back as my legs start to shake from the want to cum.

"Good job baby," Jason says, speeding up the pace of his fingers again. "What's rule number two?"

"D-daddy tells me w-when I can cum."

"You're doing so good, princess. Just one more rule and then I'll let you cum all over my fingers."

Jay litters soft kisses on my back as I try to piece together my words. "All.. always... um... always listen... listen to Daddy," I finally manage to get out.

"Good job baby!" Jay says, managing to move his digits even faster in me. "You can cum for daddy now," He tells me. After a few more curls of his fingers the band in my stomach finally breaks.

My head hangs as I pant to catch my breath. Before I manage to steady my breathing Jason flips me over onto my back. "It's my turn to have fun now babes," Jay tells me, pushing my shirt up my stomach until I pull it over my head. "I can't wait to suck on your tits," He says, reaching his hands behind my back to unclasp my bra.

Once it's undone Jason strips it off of me and adds it to the growing pile of clothes on the ground. Jay positions himself between my legs so his clothes crotch is rubbing up against my bare pussy. One of his hands firmly handles my boob as his mouth wraps around the nipple of the other one.

A moan slips from my mouth as Jason slithers his tongue over my nipple. He circles his hips to match the pace of his tongue. The spring in my stomach starts to tighten again as Jay keeps playing my nerves like a fiddle. When I get close to my climax, Jason switches his movements up. His hands and mouth switch my boobs around and his hips start circling in the opposite direction.

"Baby, I want you," Jason mumbles into my chest, moving his hips up in a swift and harsh thrust. "Are you ready for me baby?" He asks, moving his head from my chest up to my face.

Jay's nose rests gently against mine as he peers into my eyes. His eyes have gone back to their sparkly emerald color instead of the harsh green from before. "Yes," I whisper out, reaching down for the waistband of his boxers. I slowly pull them off of Jay, getting the reaction of his dick bouncing out and softly slapping his stomach.

Jason leans down, brushing his chapped lips against my own. "You always taste so sweet," He says, softly sliding his penis against my folds. "Are you going to take all of me, Princess?" Jay asks, poking the tip of his dick into my entrance.

"Yes Daddy." Before the words are fully out Jason slams himself into me, causing me to yelp out in surprise. "H-hey! G-gentle," I whimper out, shifting myself around to get more comfortable with Jason filling me out.

"You're gonna take it how I give it to you, my little slut," Jay says, leaning down and whispering the last three words into my ear. All I do in response is whimper and wrap my arms around his shoulders.

Jay's hips start roughly bucking in between my legs, letting me know my hips are definitely gonna ache later. "Look at you, taking all of me like the good little bitch you are," Jason says, sliding his hand up and letting the heavy weight of it rest on my neck. "Such a pretty little slut," He says, starting to squeeze the sides of my neck again.

Jason picks up his pace, squeezing harder the faster he goes. Pants spill out of me as Jason brutally bruises my insides. "Mmm.. J-Jay..." I mumble, digging my nails into his shoulders.

"Try again," He says, loosening his grip on my neck so I can catch my breath. "What's my name, Baby?" He asks, going back to his deadly grip on my neck once I catch my breath.

"D-daddy," I say, tears starting to spill down my cheeks. "Y-your name i-is Daddy," I squeak out.

Jay softly chuckles, bending his head down and sinking his teeth into the side of my neck. The familiar burning sensation reappears but this time it's on my neck instead of my shoulder. "Are you ready to cum for Daddy?" He asks, lifting away from my neck just to turn it to the other side and leave another bite print.

"Y-yes," I manage to get out between gasps of air.

Once Jason is satisfied with the mark he lifts his head up and lets go of my neck. "Then cum on my cock like the pretty little slut you are," Jay says, keeping his eyes locked on me without his thrusts ever wavering.

A few more thrusts later and the tight spring inside me finally lets loose. "Jay!" I moan, shooting up and wrapping myself even closer to him as I finish.

"Good job, Baby. Good job," Jay mumbles, brushing his hand through my hair. "You did so good for Daddy," Jason continues, softly thrusting into me.

"Jay," I mumble tears stricking down my face as I bury my head into my neck.

"I know baby but I'm so close, just a few more," Jason says, laying me back down on the bed. His head is buried in my neck, softly brushing kisses against my skin as he thrusts into me. "Shit," He mumbles, pulling out of me.

I keep my eyes locked on him as he coats my thighs with his warm seed. When he's done, Jay lays his head in the creak of my neck and pins me to the bed with his body weight. His breath is heavy and hot against my skin as he catches his breath. I slide my hands through his hair for a few minutes before piping up from under him. "Baby, I got to pee and clean myself off."

"Okay," Jason mumbles, rolling off of me. I lay on the bed for a minute admiring him. His chest sharply jumps up and down. His arm that's laid over his eyes twitches as he breathes in and out. There's a deep gash on his thigh, probably from a mission earlier this week. "Do you want to take a shower?"

"No, I'll shower in the morning," I say back, sitting up and scooting out of the bed.

"There's a washcloth under the sink," Jason says, rolling over on his side.

I look at him for a few more seconds before turning around and walking towards the bathroom. The heavy door doesn't make a peep as I open it up. The bathroom light is still on when I walk in. The walls are a soft cream color counter-acting all the bright white marble around the room. I swing open the sink cabinet door and just as Jay said, there sits a bright red washcloth. I take it out and soak it in warm water before wiping off Jason's mess from my thighs. I quickly finish up my business in the bathroom before walking back out into the bedroom.

Since I've been gone, Jay's thrown his boxers back on and pulled out a file. "Whatcha reading?" I ask, walking around the room and putting back on my underwear and Jay's t-shirt.

"It's the case we've been working on. Apparently Dick found an 'obvious' clue that I 'should have seen' according to Bruce anyway," Jason says, rolling his eyes and clenching the file tighter.

I look at Jason, thinking of the right thing to say to him. "Baby, if you keep running yourself like this - if you keep letting Bruce run you like this and comparing you to Richard you're going to end up dead."

Jason looks at me, his eyes dark and his face frowning more than usual. "I would never let Bruce take me from you."

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#Jason Todd #Redhood #jason todd oneshot #Redhood oneshot #jason todd smut #redhood smut #dc oneshot #dc comics #dc smut #jason todd x reader #redhood x reader

[e-nonsense]

𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

⇢ ᴊᴀꜱᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴅᴅ x ɢɴ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ {ᴀɴʏ!ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ}

⇢ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ » ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ

⇢ *ɪɴꜱᴇʀᴛ ᴡᴇᴅᴅɪɴɢ ʙᴇʟʟꜱ*

You had no idea where Jason had slipped off to. It would be pretty hard to just disappear, especially when this whole gala was for and about him.

16th of August, had come around fast and you found yourself in need of a gift for your boyfriend. You wanted something special and meaningful, something that would last and remind him that he is loved.

You two had been dating before his death and resurrection and when he came back thing were a little rocky, neither of them really coming to term with his death. But that had been a year ago and now you two were stable and happy, never fighting - a small argument here and there - he made sure to come back to you every night, worrying when you stopped sleeping because of nightmares and worry.

Back to the gift topic, you knew he hated grand gestures so Bruce and Dick were a no, Tim sucked at relationships and Damian was to young to know anything about that stuff, you would’ve asked Alfred but he had a lot on his shoulders.

So naturally you went to his best friend Roy Harper. Things between the two of you had been awkward, you to had hooked up once at a bar, both apparently sober enough to remember everything that happened that night - yes you both got over it and told Jason, he was shocked and didn’t talk to either of you for a couple of days. But you still got lots of okay advice, in the end you brought a ring, black with a singular red line and red on the inside.

After minutes that felt like an eternity, you found him in the garden on the grass with Ace’s head on his thigh, Jason’s hand scratching his head. It was the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen, the moonlight making his green eyes sparkling, the lighting from the moon made his hair look shiny, his jacket discarded behind him, he was breath taking.

You walked softly, bending down a little to pick up his jacket, nervously playing with the small ring box in hand. You lowered yourself tot the floor beside him, his head coming down onto your shoulder, inhaling your scent. “Hi sweetheart”

“Hi baby” your voice low and soft, turning your head softly to kiss his head. “Didn’t get to see you all night”

“sorry, running from the questions ,you know” wrapping his free arm around your waist.

You hummed in acknowledgment “well I have a question, you don’t have to answer it, now or we can pretend it never happened, don’t wanna make it awkward. Jay, oh god-”

“Sweetheart it’s alright, ask away”

“How do I do this- right okay, Jay look at me please”

He lifted his head and looked towards you, soft smile showing you how tired he was.

Okay this is it- fuck I forgot to ask Bruce for permission, oh yeah I asked Alfred

Sliding the back towards yourself from under his suit jacket, opening the box to see the red and black ring “Jason Todd, I love you so much and I’m not entirely sure what I’m doing, but I know whatever it is I what to do it with you. So will you marry me?”

Now it was his turn to stumble over his words going speechless.

“Sorry, I knew this was a bad idea” before you could start insulting Roy and yourself Jason had pulled you into a kiss, it didn’t last very long but it told you everything you needed to know. Breaking away from him, you pulled the ring out of the box took his hand in yours and slipped the ring onto his ring finger.

ʙᴏɴᴜꜱ:

“They what?!” Bruce’s voice echoed louder than usual causing all the Wayne resident to come into the kitchen.

“They proposed- wait they didn’t ask you?”

“No-”

“Who proposed?” Damian asked

“Fuck-” all their heads turned to you. All of a sudden your slippers seemed interesting.

“Y/n explain” Bruce’s words stern as ever

You had never been this happy to see and hear Alfred as you were now “They asked for my permission”

“And why is that Y/n?”

“Well Jay’s always been closer to Alfred so I asked him before I asked Jason to marry me”

You were in for a big talk from every single one of Jason’s family.

© ᴜɴᴏꜰꜰɪᴄɪᴀʟ-ᴊᴀʏᴛᴏᴅᴅ-ᴡɪꜰᴇ. ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ/ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ/ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ

#jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #red hood imagine #enzo writes [📝]

[thebisexualdogdad]

Memorable

Jason Todd x GN!reader (no pronouns used but male leaning) - Oliver stark used as fancast

Jason was great at first dates, he knew exactly how to seduce someone into getting them in his bed and he certainly always gave them a night to remember.

You were already making out as you stumble through the doorway, jackets hitting the floor and fumbling to get shoes off as quickly as possible.

He guides you to his couch as he's kissing down your neck, sitting down and pulling you into his lap.

You're grinding down into him, continuing to make out with his hands going to your ass, squeezing roughly.

"Should we take this to your room or are we gonna fuck right here on your couch," you ask breathing heavily.

"Slow down there handsome, we've got all night and I think you should get on your knees for me first," he says boldly with a confidence in his voice that turned you on so much.

"Oh I should?" You smirk, raising an eyebrow.

"I want to see how hot you look with my cock in your mouth," he states.

"Well I hope I don't disappoint," you say, sinking down to your knees in front of him.

He bites his lip as you slowly undo his belt, pulling it apart and playing with the buttons of his pants.

Jason lifts his shirt slightly to get it out of the way and you take the opportunity to kiss across his lower stomach.

With his pants finally open you run your fingertips over his boxers, his cock twitching at the gentle touch.

He groans when you kiss along the shaft over the material and he's now hard enough to strain against his boxers.

"No more teasing," he grunts growing impatient.

"I thought we had all night?" You joke, pulling his boxers down to let his massive cock spring free, "fuck you're big."

"Think you can take all of me?" He says as you slowly stroke him.

"Let's see why don't we," you grin, keeping eye contact as you lick his cock from base to tip.

He moans when you wrap your lips around the tip, swirling your tongue around it.

"Damn, I was right you do look hot," he smiles, tangling his hand in your hair keeping your head in place.

You start bobbing your head, taking about three inches of him at first but you wanted to play with him so much to his displeasure your mouth disappears off of him.

"Tapping out already?" He jokes.

"No way, just thought your balls could use some attention," you chuckle, lifting his cock to expose his balls which you begin sucking on.

"Holy shit," he moans, spreading his legs further to give you more room.

You lick and suck on them, making obscene noises that sound like heaven to Jason.

You feel a drop of precum hit your cheek so you decide to return your attention to his cock, once again licking up his shaft and quickly taking a few inches of him in your mouth.

"That feels so good, keep going," he moans.

You take a few more inches, over halfway now and Jason tugs on your hair making you moan around his cock which he shivers at.

He's rolling his hips, causing the tip of his cock to hit the back of your throat but you don't gag, Jason throwing his head back against the couch as you've taken him entirely now.

"I'm so close," he mutters, eyes screwed shut, your head bobbing even faster.

Your knees are starting to hurt but there's no way you are stopping now with the way Jason is moaning your name.

In less than another minute he's chanting your name as he shoots cum directly down your throat.

His grip on your hair is so tight as he cums, his thighs trembling as his orgasm hits him.

When his body stills his grip also loosens, allowing you to release his cock with a string of cum dribbling down the side which you happily lick up.

"God you were good at that," he chuckles, his cock going limp on his stomach.

"I've had plenty of practice, now how about we go to your room and you make me cum on the giant cock of yours."

"Give me a sec, I think you might have actually taken my breath away," he laughs.

You get up off the floor, removing your shirt and tossing it on the couch next to Jason.

"Don't make me wait too long," you wink, sauntering off towards his bedroom while he stares at your ass.

Usually Jason was the one to make nights like these memorable but damn were you giving him a run for his money.

As great as Jason was at first dates he typically didn't bother to go on second ones…. though you might just have to be the exception.

#dc imagine #jason todd imagine #jason todd x reader #x gender neutral reader #fic

[rainbowgothdisaster]

Jason's thighs and tits tho 😩

this man has me so fucked up. tw for blood, bruising, guns, crying during sex, face fucking, boobjob, size difference (i wasnt originally gunna put this under the cut but then. youll see. i got carried away. i ramble.)

also this is so incredibly horny i cannot emphasize how unhealthy i am about this man. there's some nice stuff at the end but its still kinda horny just not explicitly fucking

listen. i need to sit at his feet with my head against his legs just licking and nibbling my way up. leave so many hickies and bruises. i do not care who is in control i am taking my time working up. and id work all the up to his face so that the entirety of his legs, belly, titties, and neck are completely discoloured. i would absolutely be wearing lipstick everytime im kissing around him. i NEED to leave as much of a mark as i can. i NEED him begging without me even being half way done.

i am absolutely fucking his titties by the way is that even a question?? can you IMAGINE how good thatd feel???? justing sitting on his belly and pushing them together????? i mean it might not be enough to completely envelope your cock but GOD just the fact ur doing it is enough.

if im topping (bcuz jason todd is a switch and we need more bottom!jason todd x reader content) i am folding that man in half and he will have so many hand shaped bruises on his thighs. i keep my nails really long so hed def be bleeding as well just from digging my nails in holding his knees to his chest. i dont care how itd hurt my back to bend forward and keep pounding him my face is in his titties the whole time. if hes taking it from behind then i am completely wrapped around so i can grope him. or im holding onto his thighs for leverage. either way i am dicking this man down until he is SOBBING. he already cries during sex, you cannot convince me otherwise, and i am absolutely getting as many tears and cum (and blood👀) out of him as possible.

and he would ABSOLUTELY do the same to me. i will call this man anything he wants for him to fucking destroy me. listen. imagine it. hes fucking your face, youre absolutely scratching the hell out of his thighs trying to get your bearings. or even better hes in gear and your hands are legitimately tangled in his thigh holsters. hes an empty gun in his left hand (that btw is covered in your spite) and your hair in his right. when were finally fucking good and proper as the lord intended hes got me on my back to look in my eyes but all i can do is cling to him and alternating between biting him (bcuz i just need something in my mouth and im less likely to take out his jugular than i am to bite off his fingers) and just having my face shoved in his titties. both our backs are scratched up. i can feel his legs trembling inbetween my completely useless ones.

afterwards im laying on top of him, were both covered in cum tears sweat spit and blood and legs too weak for either of us to do anything about it (not that i want to anyway), im just absentmindedly groping him (titties are just stim toys) until we pass the fuck out from *gestures vaguely* ALL OF THAT.

his thighs are absolutely unfair. need a nap? pillows. hes in gear? god his hostlers cling to him in just the right way. hes got shorts on? my eyes are never leaving his thighs. im not even being subtle i am fully staring. no one would blame me. everyones jealous i get to hit that. i would always have a hand on them when were sitting together. not even horny they're just nice and i need to feel them. soft muscle has me fucked up. hed totally flex them just to see my reaction too.

oh his titties are just as bad. sure they're not defines thru his armour but when he has to get dressed up????? jason todd in a button up???? oh my god how has he not lost any buttons yet. suits are absolutely not fair, and sure he may think the same as me all dressed up, but its not the same. bcuz i fucking said so. also taking naps on his titties is even nicer than his thighs, his thighs he could be doing something else but his chest you know his full attention is on you. fully pressed against each other. i am 5'0" and i put him at 6'4" so i come up to his titties. anytime he would corner me against a wall i am at tit height. perfect.

hes the type that once ur comfortable around each other hes never wearing a shirt again (me too babe) and thank whatever god there is for that. hes walking around just in sweats, titties out?

hed def walk around without pants too, just in boxers. you get to enjoy his thighs too? id faint. this man is so perfect. hes the type that if i looked at him too long id start crying. like in complete adoration.

i am pulling this man on the couch or into bed every opportunity i get, i need to be tangled in him. i need our legs tangled together or to be in his lap.

im not a fan of weighted blankets bcuz of how blankets work they make me feel trapped, but id love for a person to lay on top of me. just jasons weight pressed on me, half not bcuz he doesnt wanna crush me. just a reminder hes there as i fall asleep.

#jason todd #tw gunplay #tw bloodplay #FINALLY i get to expose myself #anon you have no IDEA how much ive wanted to thirst this hard and in this much detail #i have wanted to talk about my kinks for forever but i get nervous #no if im simping for this man you are knowing the gross details