[The universe could pry this little bit of happiness from his cold, dead fingers as far as Jason was concerned. He'd never been one to expect the world to owe him anything, even despite the absolute shit hand that he'd been dealt, but he'd be damned if he let Dick go without a fight.
Even when Dick was an asshole.]
Call me 'bat' again and I'll bite it off, Dickface. [The words and tone were joking, but there was a hardness in them that whispered of at least a little truth. He was good with Dick and was getting better with Tim, but Bruce? Bruce could go take a long walk off a short pier as far as Jason was concerned.
At least, that was what he told himself. The reality was a little more convoluted, but it wasn't something that he particularly wanted to linger on. Not when it had been a month since he'd felt Dick's skin under his hands.
The car was nice. A bit different than Jason's preferred muscle cars, but the sleek lines and sensual purr fit Dick to a tee and Jason had to admit that the older man looked particularly delicious with those long fingers wrapped around a gear shift.]
Conversation isn't a 'waste', I've just missed tasting you on my tongue. I can wait if you want, though...
[He smirked, reaching over to slide his hand down along one denim clad thigh.]
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Even when Dick was an asshole.]
Call me 'bat' again and I'll bite it off, Dickface. [The words and tone were joking, but there was a hardness in them that whispered of at least a little truth. He was good with Dick and was getting better with Tim, but Bruce? Bruce could go take a long walk off a short pier as far as Jason was concerned.
At least, that was what he told himself. The reality was a little more convoluted, but it wasn't something that he particularly wanted to linger on. Not when it had been a month since he'd felt Dick's skin under his hands.
The car was nice. A bit different than Jason's preferred muscle cars, but the sleek lines and sensual purr fit Dick to a tee and Jason had to admit that the older man looked particularly delicious with those long fingers wrapped around a gear shift.]
Conversation isn't a 'waste', I've just missed tasting you on my tongue. I can wait if you want, though...
[He smirked, reaching over to slide his hand down along one denim clad thigh.]