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He Has Me

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Jason needs to be in control after a dangerous night on patrol.

Pairing: Jason Todd x OC (1st person)

Warnings/Promises: SO MUCH SMUT, angsty smut, mentions of previous death, bondage, little-spoon Jason

Word Count: 850

Note: Trying a different style. Please let me know what you think! As always, tag lists and requests are open. Enjoy! 

The first hint that he was home was the sudden drop in temperature. With a sigh, I took the bait and got up to close the window. Before my hands could leave the sill, he was pressing against me and kissing at my neck.

“Rough night?” I asked. I bit my lip and tilted my head to give his lips more access.

“Mhmm. Need you.”

With a click of the remote, the tv was off, silencing the ongoing news report about the warehouse fire by the bay. Earlier, panic had been all I could feel until I saw the blip of a motorcycle escaping the flames. I had been there that other night too. Racing Joker’s depravity and time. My bike had skidded to a stop just behind Bruce’s. I remember being frozen while the caped crusader ran into the heat, then my silence as he brought out my childhood friend’s body. I quit. He was gone, and no amount of justice could replace him. Then he came back. He came back for Joker… and for me. We both continued to grow up. Bruce had Alfred and the Batcave. Dick had Oracle. 

Jason had me.

He turned me around to cup my face in his hands. His lips were still cold, probably always would be. They set a fire in me anyways. I unbuckled the several clasps binding him in his gear. Jason ripped the fabric off his shoulders, growling if it didn’t leave him fast enough. My clothes were left in a crumpled line as he walked me back to our bedroom, falling on top of me when my legs hit the side of the mattress.

“What do you need, Jason?” I said between kisses.

“Can… can I use the cuffs?”

It almost made me smile. “Of course.” If he had given me room to speak, I would have told him I needed them too. Instead, he helped my up the bed so I could spread my arms to the posts. He took the cuffs from the nightstand and asked me again if it was okay. I attached the first set myself. With the second click, I arched into his mouth as he kissed down my chest to my breasts. He laved over one tip, then palmed over it as he moved to the second.

I let out a shuddered breath as his other hand feathered down my stomach. Jason hummed into my mouth to find the slick already between my thighs. One finger, then two curled gently. When they began to scissor me open, my hips thrust up to meet him.

“Let me see you cum,” he murmured against my skin. He bit into the curve of my neck, just enough to make me gasp.

A drop of water would have sizzled on my skin. Any air that passed my lips came out in a raspy cry. As he moved his fingers faster and deliberately, my vision darkened until all I could do was feel. Feel his hot breath on my neck. His body warm but still chilled on mine. The sparks of pleasure that he created with his touch on my breasts and between my legs. My mouth parted, desperate for more oxygen. Jason was there to steal it.

With a shudder that quaked through my whole body, I blubbered into his mouth. Jason smirked and continued to pulse his movements. I came again, going rigid and shivering against the restraints.

“Please-“

“I’m here.”

Jason unlocked the cuffs, gently rubbing my wrists and kissing away the ache. Then he was moving. He set himself between my legs, pushing my thighs back as far as I could go. Slowly and careful of my sensitivity, he worked into my sex a bit at a time. We both gave a low groan as he came to a stop, fully sheathed and gasping as my walls adjusted. A few breaths later I was gripping his hip, urging him to move. He did. I did my best to meet his thrusts, but the build from his earlier escape and his need and my needing him made it nearly impossible to raise my hips against the force. Even with knowing him for so long, he still felt impossibly deep.

“Open your eyes, baby. Let me see you.”

It took so small effort, but I did. And the view was worth it. His blue gaze was bright but shadowed with desire. With me completely under his control, his pace quickened. He hissed as my nails dug into his skin, leaving a mix of half-moons and long red welts. I gave a jolt. He faltered. Jason reached down and pinched my clit, sending me over. He shouted, following me and thrusting a few more times to ease us down before gently pulling out.

Jason fell to one side. Taking a strengthening breath, I rolled over and wrapped him in my arms. He buried his head into my chest. I stroked his hair, listening to his breathing as it evened out. Before long, he was asleep. I tightened my embrace, then followed him into slumber.

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Forever Tags: @allidoisreadsmut @blondekel77 @hallemichelles @laochbaineann @lavitabella87 @ramblingsofabourbondrinker @savmontreal @southsidebucky @tinyelfperson @zuni21798 

Jason Todd/Red Hood: @–this-is-my-life– @ashleymb25 @avengerdragoness @ayagoeskhablawi @banginashton @bloodhoundalice @brickwall035 @chemicals-within-these-frosts @galaxybutterfly23 @grimes-of-our-blood @haileyandbabe @hamsterforlive @jedi-dreea @kittycatwill @littleredallgrownup @miniaturepuppyprincess @mjmaxs @nabilaqmr @sandatgp @saveatruckrideoptimusprime @tamanamohain @the-mermaid-diary @vemgirl @white-silence-munou @xxla-vie-en-rosexx @xxsweet-little-666xx @yuukiitan

DC Tags: @bluebirdd @buttoneyedwitch @earinafae @if-youre-not-a-dog-then-leave @lottie289 @minchen0897 @randomadventure @roxiera @sandatgp @solsticestorm

Race to the Top

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The Reader and Red Hood have a race through the streets of Bludhaven. Whoever wins gets a very special prize.

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings/Promises: dangerous driving (please be safe), SMUT, oral (female receiving), slight praise kink 

Word Count: 1345

Note: Wrote this at midnight. Sleep deprivation is my writing drunk. But no editing; we die like men. Still turned out pretty good, if I say so myself. If you’ve got a Jason request, or for anyone else in the DC, let me know. Or I’ve got open tag lists too if you don’t want to miss anything. Enjoy!

In the distance, you could hear sirens, but you had a feeling they weren’t for you. Fifty-fifty chance though. In front of that sound, you could hear the other motorcycle rapidly approaching. Twisting your wrist, you revved again. Your front wheel left the ground for a bit as you surged forward. The sirens got closer, chasing the motorcycle that was pulling up even with you.

Glints from the street lamps curved over his red helmet. Although you couldn’t see his face, you could feel the smirk he gave you as he surpassed your bike and ran a red light. It made your heart stutter to see his bike weave between cars. And then stutter again as you did it yourself.

Jason was waiting for you at the finish line with his helmet on his knee. “And the victor is-“

“Me,” you interrupted. “I didn’t catch the eye of the cops. You should know better than to go through Blue Alley.”

He shrugged. “It’s the most direct path. And I know you never take that route, even if it is shorter.” He looked over your shoulder as the police cars finally began to catch up.

“We’re still on the opposite side of town from home. First one there gets movie dibs.” You bit your lip and knew he would up the stakes.

“First one home gets to top.”

You were a block away before he got his helmet back on. This time you did go through Blue Alley, the trap avenue where police cars would sit and wait for ticket victims. But you were smart. You drove between trucks so you were invisible from the radar guns. Once the ‘danger’ was passed, you left everything in the dust. Even then, you could hear Jason coming up. He was in your rear-view mirror soon. Then beside you.

He lost momentum as he had to swerve to avoid a car shifting lanes. You made it into the complex garage for your apartment with a whoop. It would have been deliciously smug, but you didn’t stay to wait for him with your helmet on your knee. Instead, you stole the only lift and waved at him as the doors closed.

By the time he caught up, you were naked and perched on the edge of the bed.

Jason shed his leather jacket. “What happened to watching a movie?”

“Oh, no. You said whoever won got to top. And I won.” You curled a finger to draw him to you, but he leaned back on the door and crossed his arms.

“We didn’t shake on that. Yeah, you won, so you get to use your idea.” His eyebrow arched and his tongue darted out to wet his lip. With the way his gaze was already journeying across your body, you had already won.

You stood up and slowly walked to him. “Victor should get to choose. I won. And I like your idea.” You slid your hands up his biceps, over his shoulders, then into the hair on the back of his head. “Please. You know I’ll make you feel good, baby.” His body eased out of tension. You pressed closer to him. “And we’ve had a great night of taking out bad guys. Then a good race in the early morning.” You bit your lip and tilted your head to look up at him better.

With a dramatic groan he let you pull him away from the door. Once his shirt was gone, you kissed across his pecs and up his neck. That made him impatient. His fingers fumbled with his belt until he was almost bare before you. Jason leaned to kiss you, chasing your lips as you backed away. He growled as you spun and tipped him onto his stomach, giggling as he bounced. He growled again as you snapped the waistband of his shorts. Before he could complain further, you straddled his ass and ran your hands up either side of his spine.

His body always had a chill. You knew why that would never fully go away, but that was never going to stop you from trying.

He let out a sigh as you began to massage his back. The closer you got to his neck, where he was always the most tense, the more sounds he made. Your hips circled as his moans and whimpers made you heat up. You leaned down and kissed up his spine. You knew where he needed you. Knuckles and open palm presses and rubbing in all the right places. And those sounds. By the time you had worked out the knots in his muscles, you were sure you were dripping.

You giggled and snapped his waistband again, inspiring him to roll over so you could help him out of them. His cock sprang free, also warmed up from your massage. It made your mouth water. A detail Jason didn’t miss.

“Come here.” He gripped at your thigh and tried to direct you to sit on his face. “You wanted to be on top. So get up here. Don’t worry, it’ll still be there. Once you’ve cum once or twice.” His face lit up as you mewled. Your view of his proud visage was obscured once you moved into position. His arms trapped your thighs on either side of his head. “To the victor, the spoils.”

He must have been talking about the first race because he set to eating you out like you were the prize. Not that you would complain… if you could. His sharp-witted tongue explored your heat like it was the first time. When your body reacted in one way or another, he would keep playing there. If you sighed or gasped, he would lap or suck harder. His name became a mantra. Encouraged, he dug his nails into your thighs and nipped at your clit. Your eyes crossed and your body shuddered. Jason eagerly drank you. His enthusiasm sent you into another spiral. One that made your jaw slack and your breath a desperate plea.

“That’s my, Y/N,” he hummed. His cool hands felt good against your burning skin. “You done being on top?”

“Uh-uh,” you mumbled weakly. You wriggled down his body until you were perched on his stomach. “Not done with you yet.” Back to back orgasms had scrambled your brain. The harder to tried to come up with something witty, the more you just wanted to bounce on his cock. So, instead you settled for spreading your juices over his cock by rocking back and forth. You grinned in triumph as Jason tossed his head back. Leaning up, you guided his cock into your heat, slowly working down until you could feel every inch of him. His abs danced under your fingertips while you adjusted.

“Feel so good, Y/N,” he breathed. “So perfect.”

You repaid his praise with circling your hips. In unison, you groaned. Jason’s hands slid up your thighs to your waist. Squeezing. Begging. You raised up and eased down. His eyes closed as his hands gripped you. It was your power, so you were going to use it as you pleased. You raised again, this time slamming home. The glide of him was perfect, so you chased that sensation over and over again. Faster and faster. Angling until he was hitting you just right and calling out your name.

He began to meet your thrusts. His hands tightened on your waist. Across his body, his muscles tensed and pulsed as raced towards release.

You pleaded with him to hurry; you weren’t going to last much longer either.

Up and up, tighter and tighter, your pleasure built until you couldn’t breath and finally broke apart. Jason let out a strangled cry. You shivered and fell forward. He caught you on his chest, rolling you to his side. He kissed across your face softly, pumping and easing you down. You finally settled into a smile and kissed him back.

“Maybe I should let you win races in the future.”

You playfully slapped his chest. “Don’t you dare.”

Masterlist 

Forever Tags: @allidoisreadsmut @blondekel77 @chambcrofechocs @hallemichelles @laochbaineann @lavitabella87 @ramblingsofabourbondrinker @savmontreal @tinyelfperson @zuni21798

Jason Todd/DC Tags: @–this-is-my-life– @ashleymb25 @avengerdragoness @ayagoeskhablawi @banginashton @bloodhoundalice @brickwall035 @chemicals-within-these-frosts @galaxybutterfly23 @grimes-of-our-blood @haileyandbabe @hamsterforlive @jedi-dreea @kittycatwill @littleredallgrownup @miniaturepuppyprincess @mjmaxs @nabilaqmr @sandatgp @saveatruckrideoptimusprime @tamanamohain @the-mermaid-diary @vemgirl @white-silence-munou @xxla-vie-en-rosexx @xxsweet-little-666xx @yuukiitan @bluebirdd @buttoneyedwitch @earinafae @if-youre-not-a-dog-then-leave @lottie289 @minchen0897 @randomadventure @roxiera @sandatgp @solsticestorm 

Welcome to Gotham

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Jason is mid-mission when his wife calls him to meet her at the hospital.

Pairing: Jason Todd (Red Hood) x Reader (Y/N)

Warnings/Promises: pregnancy, giving birth (off-screen), FLUFF, new-dad Jason

Word Count: 820

Note: This was supposed to come out for father’s day, but I forgot about it with the MitB chapter of Family Found. And I don’t want to write it and just queue it for next year, so here it be. If you really like it, please share it with your friends. Enjoy!

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In the alley below, the side door to a jewelry business was barely illuminated by the street light. Nightwing hovered above on the neighboring building. He glanced over the rest of the alley, but couldn’t see anything but shadow.

“Can you see me?”

“No. If I was supposed to, you wouldn’t be asking.” Nightwing chuckled. “How’s Y/N doing?”

“Ready to pop any day now.” Red Hood paused and Nightwing could hear him reconsidering what he’d said. “Do not tell her I said that.”

Nightwing snorted. “How often have you gotten in the doghouse for-“ He broke off as the alarm sounded and the side door burst open. “The race is-“

“On it.”

Two people came out of the door and flattened themselves against the wall. The cops were still miles away, and Nightwing stayed aloft to see how dramatic his partner could be. Coast clear and itching with adrenaline, the perps rushed for the only exit. Red Hood stepped out of the shadow, blocking their path.

“In a hurry? Why don’t you-“ his pocket began to ring with your ringtone. “Would you… excuse me, please? Hello?”

What was he doing? Nightwing watched amused as Red Hood answered his phone, the two robbers frozen in place.

“Jason,” he heard over the coms. Your voice was strained. “It’s happening. Get over here. It’s happening! Now!”

“Oh no,” he mumbled. “Sorry guys, gotta go. Nightwing, you’ve got this, right?” Jason was on his bike in seconds.

“Yep. How lucky were you guys?” He dropped to finish the arrest.  “Dodged Red Hood only to get snatched up by me?”

He stayed on the line with you the whole time. Alfred ended up driving you to the hospital, but Jason helped keep you mostly calm enough to do the breathing exercises. “In and out, sweetheart.” His breath whistled with his own in and out. “Keep going, Y/N. I’m here. We’ve got this.”

The proud panic in his voice made you smile. It only lasted for a second before a sharp contraction made you cry out. You heard him curse and the sound of his engine getting pushed to the limit.

Alfred took your hand. “Just a little further Ms. Y/N. We’re almost there.”

“I’m going to meet you at the door.” Through the call, you heard cars honking at him.

“Jason,” you pleaded, “you can be late if you get here safely. I want you there in one piece.”

Alfred pulled into the emergency entrance of the hospital. Jason came speeding around another corner and parked his bike in the bushes. He opened the door and tossed his helmet, jacket, and guns into the floorboard at your feet. He lifted you out and carried you towards the doors.

“Let’s get you two inside.” He held your hand as the nurses inside loaded you into a wheelchair and hurried you to a delivery room. You would have laughed to see him wearing scrubs over his gear, but the contractions were hitting faster. “I’m here, Y/N. I’m here.”

Your child was beautiful. Already you could tell they were going to have dark hair like Jason. Their fingers curled around the tip of your pinkie and squirmed in their sleep. Jason stood at your side, stroking your hair and occasionally kissing the top of your head. He thought they looked like you. You thought they looked like both of you.

The nurse noticed your eyes drooping and handed your baby to Jason after sitting him down. You laid back and fought off sleep for a little while longer. Jason was smiling. At your child. At you. It was a small smile, but every emotion he was feeling glowed on his face. You were just drifting off to sleep when he started whispering to them.

“Your mom’s worn out, but we can talk for a bit right? Welcome to Gotham, kiddo. It’s full of crazy and darkness. But for you, it’s also full of family. All your uncle and aunt robins, and Bruce. Does that make him grandpa? He’ll love that. And Uncle Alfred is family too. Then there’s me. Your dad.” Jason sighed. “Heads up, I’m not perfect. None of us are, but you’ve got the best village Gotham has to offer.”

You cracked your eyes open and saw Jason moving his finger back and forth with their fist curled around it.

“I’m not going to let anything or anyone hurt you. Or your mom. You two are my world.” Jason leaned down and kissed the top of their head. “Goodnight. We’ll be here when you wake up. We’ll always be here. I promise.”

Jason handed them to the nurse to take to the nursery, then saw you watching him. You scooched over so he could join you on the cot. He kissed each of your eyelids, then your lips. You barely heard him through the haze of sleep.

“I love you. I always will. I promise.”

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Forever Tags: @blondekel77 @hallemichelles @laochbaineann @lavitabella87 @ramblingsofabourbondrinker @savmontreal @tinyelfperson @zuni21798

Red Hood/DC Tags: @–this-is-my-life– @ame505 @artist-at-heart3 @ashleymb25 @avengerdragoness @ayagoeskhablawi @banginashton @bloodhoundalice @brickwall035 @chemicals-within-these-frosts @cornn13 @darthsleepy @galaxybutterfly23 @grimes-of-our-blood @haileyandbabe @hamsterforlive @hiitsgalaxykat @jedi-dreea @kawaiinekosagi @kittycatwill @littleredallgrownup @miniaturepuppyprincess @mjmaxs @nabilaqmr @peachypie97 @robin-the-aster @sandatgp @saveatruckrideoptimusprime @tamanamohain @theforevergamer @the-mermaid-diary @vemgirl @welcometothecityofsin @white-silence-munou @xxla-vie-en-rosexx @xxsweet-little-666xx @yikesnotagain @yuukiitan @bluebirdd @buttoneyedwitch @earinafae @if-youre-not-a-dog-then-leave @minchen0897 @randomadventure @roxiera @sandatgp @solsticestorm 

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Your Favorite Game

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Red Hood is chasing down and rogue, but when he catches them he is more intrigued than vengeful.

Pairing: Red Hood (Jason Todd) x Rogue!Reader (Y/N)

Warnings/Promises: SMUT, handcuffs, denied orgasm, oral (both receiving)

Word Count: 1512

Note: This idea came out of the blue and I just had to write it. I hope you guys enjoy it; please let me know if you did. My tag lists and requests are open. Enjoy!

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Before you knew it, the concrete of the rooftop was rushing up to your face. You twisted as much as you could to avoid skidding on your face, but that put you in the perfect position for your pursuer to land on top of you and grab your wrists.

Red Hood clicked the cuffs on your wrists with a huff. He was breathing just as heavy as you. “You gave me quite the run tonight, Y/N. But Nightwing has rules in Blüdhaven.”

“Shame. Thought that I’d finally gotten away from you by moving here. What gives?”

Jason chuckled. “He saw you and called me. You must be slipping since he saw you so fast.” He didn’t move from hovering just above your chest.

“Must be.” You punctuated your remark by rolling your hips up to meet his. His shuddering gasp made you grin bright under your mask.

It was your favorite game. The not-so-bad villain against the anti-hero of Gotham. He wanted to make the killers pay for their crimes, and you wanted to pay the good fortune of Gotham’s wealthy forward to those in need. Either way, your paths continued to cross in a dance that somehow ended up with one of you on your back. You took turns capturing each other for “questioning.” This time you were the captive and Jason had even brought cuffs.

He hooked his thumb under the chain between your wrists and tugged your arms above your head. “Are you going to come quietly?”

“Depends on whether you gag me time or not.” You were unable to keep a ridiculously girly giggle from busting past your lips. You could sense Jason was biting his lip from the way his head tilted.

“Let me rephrase. Are you going to come peacefully… to my apartment? Quietly or loudly can be determined there.” He traced his finger down the bridge of your nose when you hummed in the affirmative.

He left the cuffs on while he helped you descend the fire escape to his apartment window. The tripwire was well-placed, and you were no woman to waste such an opportunity. His back was turned as he closed the window. You gave yourself a little hop so that you could wrap your cuffs over his throat. Jason didn’t even flinch. He turned in your arms so that your hands rested on the back of his neck. Once he removed his helmet, you could toy with the short hairs on his nape. He reached up to cup your face, running his thumb over the edge of your mask where it rested on the top of your cheek. He removed it and sat it on the table next to the window by his helmet. Next, his thumb traced over your bottom lip. You darted out your tongue to lick him. A wicked gleam filled his eyes; you would never tire of seeing it ignite.

Jason walked you back into a wall. He looked up, and you followed his gaze. Above your head was a sturdy-looking hook like for a coat or hat. Jason ran his hands up from your hips to your shoulders. You let him lift your arms up and tug your cuffs over the hook. It was low enough to where you could stand comfortably, but it would take some serious tip-toeing to get off.

The air seemed to grow thick around you. Jason’s face hovered over yours, his hands still resting on his wrists. Each of you seemed to be waiting for the first move. Your heavy breathing bumped your chest against his, drawing his attention. He ran his hands back down your arms and front, coming to rest on your breasts. You kept yourself from whimpering for him to grip them harshly. You were the captive, so he was in control. You let out a gasp when he breathed against your neck. He placed a chaste kiss over your pulse point, then kissed down and around your neck to the other side, lightly angling your head so he could reach. With a chuckle he placed his knee between your legs, preventing you from rubbing your thighs together. For all his rush for justice, Jason Todd was a patient man.

When he wanted to be.

You laughed in triumph as Jason ripped open the straps on your vest and through your undershirt. He nipped at the tops of your breasts spilling over your bra and fumbled with the buckle on your pants. They were heavy and kind of difficult to run in, but when it came time to get out of them the weight was perfect for stepping out of. And the fabric was thick enough to hide your bright red thong until the last moment. Jason’s eyebrow arched and his pursed his lips in approval before ridding you of that too. You shivered under his intense gaze.

With a cry, you arched forward, straining the cuffs against the hook as Jason buried two fingers in your pussy. His forehead rested on yours. He watched your eyes clamp shut as you fought off the quick orgasm he was working you towards. The ever-elusive dimples made an appearance as he began to move his thumb on your clit, making you moan wantonly. He kicked your legs open wider, keeping them from closing. Though your eyes were closed, you felt him lean down. His panting breath puffed over your breasts right before he sucked one nipple into his mouth. The other was teased into a hard pebble by his free hand. Jason sank to his knees and thrust his tongue into your wetness. The cuffs bit into your wrists as you bucked down to his face.

“You gonna soak my face Y/N?” Jason hummed into you, making you moan. “I swear you taste better every time. Can never seem to get enough.” He sucked hard on your clit, making you see stars. But you weren’t there just yet. The quivering of your thighs and your pleading mewls spurred him to curl his fingers around until you gasped. Once he had that signal, Jason was relentless. He hooked one of your knees over his shoulder and moved and sucked and moaned until you saw stars. You slumped against the wall and tried to catch your breath.

It hitched in your throat when you heard Jason unclipping his belt.

He pressed himself against your chest again, standing nose to nose with you. His thumb flicked over your clit, making you jolt. He chuckled and teased the head of his cock over your pussy lips.

“Please, Jason. Just fuck me,” you groaned in his ear.

Jason growled back and sheathed himself in one thrust. He stayed still, fingertips digging bruises into your hips until you nodded for him to move. He pulled back slow, then snapped his hips forward. Your back slammed into the wall with every repetition. Each repetition brought you closer to your end.

Then he stopped.

You whined and bucked your hips, wrapping one of your legs around his waist in an attempt to pull him back to you. Jason bumped it off his hip and reached up to your wrists. One of them was freed from their confines. He caught you and eased you to kneel on the floor. His length bobbed in front of your face. He cocked his head and curled his fingers in your hair.

The flame in your gut was going to putter out soon.

Jason threw his head back and tightened his grip on your hair as you licked up the underside of his cock. He let you control the pace, knowing you would not tease him in your desperation. No matter how tempting that sounded. Denial for denial could go all night, and neither of you wanted that. Not tonight. After a bit of a warm up, you swallowed him down. Over and over again. He swelled and twitched in your mouth before the ropes of cum began to coat your throat. You pulled back opened your mouth, empty.

“Damn,” he murmured.

The remnant of your denied orgasm shivered through you. Jason chuckled. “Don’t worry. I’m not through with you yet.” He helped you to your feet, then lifted you in his arms and carried you to the bedroom.

When you woke up the next morning, you couldn’t move. Everything was sore, yes, but your arms were almost completely immovable due to being cuffed to the headboard.

Jason was just finishing lacing up his boots at the foot of the bed. “Good morning,” he grinned.

“’Morn’. Aren’t you forgetting something?” You wiggled your wrists, making the cuffs clack against the headboard.

“No.”

A slight twinge of panic settled in your stomach. It was not lessened when a small key landed on the pillow next to your head.

“Nightwing is going to come by in probably half an hour to close up the apartment.” He put on his helmet. “See you around Y/N.” Then he was gone.

“Yeah, see you around Jason.”

Until next time, you thought before contemplating how to escape the cuffs.

Masterlist 

Forever Tags: @blondekel77 @laochbaineann @lavitabella87 @savmontreal  @tinyelfperson @zuni21798 

Jason Todd/DC Tags: @–this-is-my-life– @ame505 @artist-at-heart3  @ashleymb25 @avengerdragoness @ayagoeskhablawi @banginashton @bloodhoundalice @brickwall035
@chemicals-within-these-frosts @cornn13  @darthsleepy @galaxybutterfly23 @grimes-of-our-blood
@haileyandbabe  @hamsterforlive @hiitsgalaxykat @jedi-dreea @kawaiinekosagi @kittycatwill  @littleredallgrownup @miniaturepuppyprincess @mjmaxs @nabilaqmr  @peachypie97 @robin-the-aster
@sandatgp @saveatruckrideoptimusprime  @tamanamohain @theforevergamer @the-mermaid-diary
@vemgirl  @white-silence-munou @xxla-vie-en-rosexx @xxsweet-little-666xx
@yikesnotagain  @yuukiitan @bluebirdd @buttoneyedwitch @if-youre-not-a-dog-then-leave  @minchen0897 @randomadventure @ravenboysandstarwars @roxiera @sandatgp @solsticestorm 

Whispers

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Jason and the reader are due a turn in the Wayne spotlight. They attend, but Jason finds a way to keep the evening interesting.

Pairing: Jason Todd x Hearing Impaired!Reader (Y/N)

Warnings/Promises: dirty talk (extreme edition), cumming in public, implied further smut

Word Count: 1280

Note: I have the headcanon that Jason is a worse tease than Dick. So here is Jason when he’s captive in a suit and can only think about you. Tag lists and request open, and please let me know if you like the fic with comments and reblogs!

When you reached the top of the stairs, you saw Jason pacing the ground floor like a caged tiger. “Do you really hate the Wayne Gala this much?” You asked, drawing his attention. “Or is this your version of a grown-up temper tantrum?”

Jason whistled. His eyes stayed glued to your thigh when it peeked out during your descent. “I’ll put up with the Gala for as long as I can see you in that dress. Who knew you cleaned up so nice?”

“You’re not to bad yourself.” You stopped next to him to straighten his tie. It would be in his pocket or completely lost within an hour, but for now, it complemented the perfect suit. You hated going to the showboating fest too, but it was worth it to see Jason in the suit. “Ready to go?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

In the elevator at Wayne Tower, Jason frantically checked his pockets. “Before I forget, I brought our earbuds.” He put his in, then held yours out and waited. You put in your advanced coms and gave Jason your hearing aids.

“Any particular reason? Does Bruce want us to keep an eye out for something?”

“No.” The elevator dinged, and the doors slid open. He leaned in close. “I’m going to make you cum before the end of the night.” He grinned big next to you for the sudden flash of paparazzi, then he was gone.

You were dragged away for an interview. It was a reporter you had spoken to before, so she knew to emphasize pronunciation and keep her head tilted towards you so you could see her lips. The next few followed her example, so your responses were better than usual, though still mostly fluff.

“The Wayne family is always proud and humbled to give their annual donations to the Gotham, Metropolis, and Star City hospitals. This year we will begin planning to also donate to Bludhaven’s hospitals in the next season. If we can give these major cities the due funding they require, from the largest centers to the smallest clinics, then we can build up to peacefully retaking our cities.”

You felt a tapping in your ear, telling you Jason has turned on his earbud. You twiddled the crystalline flute of some bubbly beverage and refocused on the microphone in front of you.

“Yes, the funding is moving into the next stage. Data from former years is ensuring that each medical structure is getting the funding they need. So far most of it is going to clinics in the further stretches of town, and the ones deep in the middle of each city. Funding is based on need, not the… pardon me, not the prestige of the hospital’s name as it has been done in the past.”

The reporter continued to ask questions, but you were distracted by the moaning and grunting sounds in your ear. With a tight smile, you cut the question short and wiggled your almost empty glass in his face. “Excuse me.” The reporter nodded with short thanks. You walked away to a corner of the room to look for Jason.

“Can you see me?” Jason’s voice was deep. You knew from experience what it felt like against your chest or between your legs. “Some reporter brought some weights for me to use. Trying to gauge whether I could be the Batman or not.”

You swallowed, mentally picturing the way you knew his muscles rippled. “His conclusion?”

“To be determined in the morning print. You sound a bit out of breath Y/N. Did I distract you?”

Licking your lips, you moved closer to a set of broad shoulders facing away from you. Upon getting closer, you realized the stance was too wide and the height too short. You huffed. “Not in the slightest. What are you playing at, Jason?”

“I’m bored. You will be bored if you aren’t already. It’s the same six questions for papers looking for the exclusive. Come on, let’s have a little fun. You better pray that you find me fast.”

He was gone again for a few minutes. Just enough time for you to get snagged into a group bedazzled with expensive jewelry worn once a year. Now it was the rich people asking you the reporter’s questions, but you had to reword your answers so they wouldn’t read them in the morning.

Jason tapped again. In the background, you could hear the heavy clacking of plates as if he was close to a kitchen. “That slit in your dress would make for some quick access to your pussy. I bet if we found the right corner, I could eat you out and nobody could see me. Would you be able to hold a straight face as I thrust my tongue and fingers into your wet hole? I bet you would give our spot away with those sweet sounds you make. Especially if I suck on your clit hard the way you like it.”

You cleared your throat and excused yourself from the group. “Seriously?”

“Yes. And since I know you always make a mess out of my face, I bet I’ll have to use whatever you’re wearing underneath to clean up.”

The thin under layer you did have was in danger of staining through to the front of your dress. If Jason kept up for much longer, you might have to leave early. Unless… two could play at this game.

“While the slit is useful for you, I can use it too. Do you know how hard it is to kneel in an evening gown? If I can’t kneel, then I can’t tease you with kitten licks up the underside of your cock the way you like it.”

“Hmm, if you make me ruin my suit pants, we’ll both be in trouble. Slit or no slit, there is no way this night isn’t ending without you screaming my name for the whole gala to hear. Not that you’ll be thinking about that. You’ll be too busy feeling how good I fill you up. How good my cock drags in and out of you. How good my aim is when I find that spot inside you that makes your knees give out.”

You leaned back into a wall to keep your balance. “Oh really?” Your voice shook despite your attempt to keep it even. You’d never admit it, but you were ready to fall apart right there. “And then what?”

Jason appeared at your shoulder and whispered into your ear, “and then I throw you over my shoulder and carry you out of here so we can make out in the limo. Then when we’re home and I have you to myself, we’re not done until its breakfast time, and time to eat you out all over again.”

You whimpered and reached back to curl your fingers in his hair. “Jason,” you moaned.

“Any last words?”

“Yeah,” you gasped, “payback is going to be a bitch.”

Jason pressed his body against your back with a chuckle, you could feel his hard length on the small of your back. He squeezed your waist tightly as he whispered, “cum.”

Your body shivered from the tips of your toes to the tips of your fingers to the top of your head. Damn if even just imagining what he was going to do to you didn’t feel like the real thing. You clawed into his wrist where he was holding you up. When your vision came back, and your breathing began to settle down, you turned around and kissed him.

Jason nuzzled his nose against yours when you broke off to catch your breath. “So. Are you ready to begin?”

Masterlist 

Forever Tags: @blondekel77 @laochbaineann @lavitabella87 @savmontreal @zuni21798 

DC/Jason Todd: @bluebirdd @buttoneyedwitch @if-youre-not-a-dog-then-leave @minchen0897 @randomadventure @ravenboysandstarwars @roxiera @sandatgp @solsticestorm @–this-is-my-life– @ame505 @artist-at-heart3 @ashleymb25 @avengerdragoness @ayagoeskhablawi @banginashton @bloodhoundalice @brickwall035 @chemicals-within-these-frosts @cornn13 @darthsleepy @galaxybutterfly23 @grimes-of-our-blood @haileyandbabe @hamsterforlive @hiitsgalaxykat @jedi-dreea @kawaiinekosagi @kittycatwill @littleredallgrownup @minchen0897 @miniaturepuppyprincess @mjmaxs @nabilaqmr @peachypie97 @robin-the-aster @sandatgp @saveatruckrideoptimusprime @tamanamohain @theforevergamer @the-mermaid-diary @vemgirl @welcometothecity @white-silence-munou @xxla-vie-en-rosexx @xxsweet-little-666xx @yikesnotagain @yuukiitan 

DC Masterlist

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S = Smut     A = Angst   F = Fluff    AR = Answered Request

Red Hood/Jason Todd

   Two Hoods, One Revenge (S)

   Supply Shop (S)

   He Needs Me

   Midnight Run (Implied S)

   Whispers (S)

   Your Favorite Game (S)

   Welcome to Gotham (F)

   Race to the Top (S)

   He Has Me (A, S)

Nightwing/Dick Grayson

  Hey Bartender (A)

  Hickey Victory (F)

  Compromise (A, F, needles)

  I Can Save You (A, F, needles and influenza)

  We’re Closed (Plot, F, implied S)

  The Best of Darkness (S)

 Batman/Bruce Wayne 

  A Night at the Theater (S)

Other: Original Work and Series

Batfam: Imagine Thanksgiving   

A Nightly Affair: (S) Nightwing keeps mistaking your apartment for his and you two grow very close. Very. Close. So close as to put you in danger, unless Nightwing can find you first. [Series Masterlist] 

  The Kissing Thief:  (S) Y/N gets fed up with Dick Grayson hiding mistletoe all over the manor, and suggests an alternate activity. The ‘alternate activity’ continues all year. No plot, just smut and fluff. [Series Masterlist]

Midnight Run

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Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings/Promises: implied semi-public (rooftop) smut, language

Word Count: ~720

Note: Just a short work. I haven’t written Jason in a while and wanted to work with him a bit more. Please let me know what you think by leaving a comment, or liking or reblogging. My tag lists and requests are open, and please check out my masterlist (link after the fic.) Enjoy!

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You were being chased.

You couldn’t see your pursuer any more than the occasional flash of red. You tried not to look back. Every time you did, it increased your paranoia. You ran faster, watching every dark corner for him to appear.

This meant you weren’t watching your feet.

As you tripped over the wire you thought about your training. You knew better than this.

“You’re getting sloppy, Y/N.” Red Hood hovered over you, pinning you to the rooftop, “I even used the shiny wire.”

“I know. I thought about in on the way down.” You avoided his gaze. Even with the mask, you could feel him smirking at you. “Now are you going to let me up, or are just going to stay here all night?”

“Well,” he shook his head, “I’m waiting for you to make me move. If you can.”

Half a second later you had him flipped on his back. Then he had you up against an air unit. You should have groaned in pain; instead you whimpered.

Jason ripped off his helmet and held you up. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to hit you that hard.”

“I’m fine. Really.” You were pretty sure you were blushing. Hopefully it was too dark for him to see.

“Are you sure? You look flushed.”

Damn.

You pushed away his hand as he felt your forehead. “It’s not that kind of flush, Jason.” He tilted your face to look at him as his pupils swelled. Jason lightly pushed a curl across your face, leaning forward till your noses were almost touching. Your ribs felt like they were being broken from the inside, your heart was pumping so fast.

No. You couldn’t let yourself do this.

You punched him in the ribs while hooking your ankle behind his before jerking it forward. He fell with a slight thud. You ran. You leapt over buildings, not sure if he was even following you. Then you heard him curse as he tripped over one of his own trap wires. Now you could easily pick up the sound of his running, spurring you forward.

The trap rooftop you’d set up the night before was coming up, but you never made it. Jason blindsided you and pinned you down. He held your arms above your head and kept you from flipping him by trapping your legs under his. He left his mask behind, his hair wild between the wind and the helmet-hair. A few tendrils covered his eyes, which kept flicking between your eyes and lips.

“Where did you think you were going?” he asked, slightly out of breath.

“You think you’re the only one to set up trip wires? Let me up and I’ll show you.”

“Nope. Not till you tell me what happened back there.”

You looked away. “I don’t want us to start anything. Love makes teammates sloppy; one of us could get hurt.”

“Love? You love me?” His voice was hushed. You considered it to be shock in a negative way.

“Yes. Now it’s out there. We can move on, forget about it, anything. Now can we go hunt some bad-guys?”

For a second nothing happened. Then you felt Jason’s grip loosen. He released your arms, but kept you caged beneath him. You were still refusing to look at him when you felt his hot breath on your neck. Startled, you turned to look at him, and found your lips pressed into his. He deepened the kiss, pressing into your lips harder until you opened up for him. His hips rolled into yours, pressing something thick and hot into the apex of your thighs.

When he broke off for air, you reached down to palm his hard-on.

“Is this what made you trip earlier?” you asked with a giggle.

“Yes. And every time since we started working together. I can’t help but notice the way your body moves when your round-housing some jerk in the face.”

You pulled his face back to yours. “That’s probably the most romantic thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

“Give me a while, sweetheart, and let me show you more.”

You didn’t care that you were on a rooftop where anybody could see you. You forgot everything when he showed you the details for why he’d fallen so many times. So many details.

Masterlist 

Forever List: @laochbaineann @lavitabella87 @thiickreigns @zuni21798

DC List:

@bluebirdd @buttoneyedwitch @if-youre-not-a-dog-then-leave @minchen0897 @randomadventure @ravenboysandstarwars @roxiera @sandatgp @solsticestorm

Jason Todd List:

@–this-is-my-life–  @ame505 @artist-at-heart3 @ashleymb25 @avengerdragoness @ayagoeskhablawi @banginashton @bloodhoundalice @brickwall035 @chemicals-within-these-frosts @cornn13 @darthsleepy @galaxybutterfly23 @grimes-of-our-blood @haileyandbabe @hamsterforlive @hiitsgalaxykat @jedi-dreea @kawaiinekosagi @kit-kat57 @kittycatwill @littleredallgrownup @minchen0897 @miniaturepuppyprincess @mjmaxs @nabilaqmr @peachypie97 @robin-the-aster @sandatgp @saveatruckrideoptimusprime @tamanamohain @theforevergamer @the-mermaid-diary @too-many-fandoms666 @vemgirl @welcometothecity @white-silence-munou @xxla-vie-en-rosexx @xxsweet-little-666xx @yikesnotagain @yuukiitan @zuni21798