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Raven picked up the phone after its third ring, holding it between her ear and shoulder as she finished making her coffee. "Morning, Dick.” She yawned and pushed at her bed head, watching the warm, dawn sunlight spill across her kitchen counter. “What's up? You never call this early."
The air around her turned thick somehow, and there was a long, uncomfortable pause on the other line, as if Dick was weighing a heavy conversation starter. He cleared his throat, the sound tense. "Hey."
Raven's eyebrows knitted together at the sound of that one, little word. "Hey?" She dropped her head into her hand and sighed. If he was skirting around asking her something, then this call could not be good. "You never hey me, Dick. What is it?" She paused and frowned, knowing the question she should have been asking. "What do you need?"
She could hear Dick open and close his mouth a few times, as though he was trying to gather up courage to talk. Finally, he sighed, the sound dramatic. "I need you to come to the manor."
"For what?" Raven took a sip of her coffee, staring deadpan into her living room, waiting for the other shoe to drop. This wasn’t good. He needed something and it seemed painful to ask for it, which meant it was a big favor.
Dick groaned, the sound aching and awkward. "Please don't make me say it out loud."
"If I'm going there, I at least deserve a reason."
He blew out a long breath, sounding like a deflated balloon. "I need you to fuck my brother."
Raven nearly dropped her coffee mug on the floor, and she felt heat crawl up her neck. What the hell was that supposed to mean? She coughed and set her cup on the counter, trying to regain her composure. "I'm sorry, did you just-"
" Jason ." Dick clarified which brother, but his words were muffled by his hand. This was obviously just as uncomfortable for him as it was for her. "I need you to fuck Jason."
"I… I don't -" She searched desperately for some kind of explanation or excuse. What happened between Jason and herself was very, very, very private. No one was supposed to know, and Raven worked hard to make sure that no one knew. She didn't have a name for their… not -relationship, and Raven preferred it that way. Specifically to avoid conversations like these.
"I know that you and Jay see each other - whatever that means." There was almost a tone of hurt in his voice, as if he was upset that there was a secret relationship between his best friend and his brother, and he didn't know about it. That was so not the issue right now. The issue was that Dick had just outright asked her to fuck his brother .
Raven gripped her phone tighter and took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. She didn’t need him getting any more ideas about what was happening between her and Jason. "It's not what you think, Dick."
She teetered on the edge of blurting out that it was just sex - amazing, earth-moving, soul-shattering, sex - but, only sex . Sure, Raven stayed over at Jason's apartment occasionally, and she kept a few clothes and toiletries there, but that was more for convenience than anything else. If Jason was intent on giving her backbreaking orgasms, she didn't want to have to wander home afterwards. It was a pragmatic solution, and definitely not something that should be read into. Nope, not at all.
"I don't want to think about anything. Really. " Dick shivered, as if the thought of his adult brother and his adult best friend having sex grossed him out. “Whatever you guys do is between the two of you.” He sighed, resigning himself to get through this conversation without thinking too hard about what happened between Raven and Jason. "Look, it was a fuck up with a fight with Poison Ivy, and he's in a bad spot. He needs some… help."
Raven could read the implication in what wasn’t said between his words. Sex pollen. Something that seemed like a bad romance novel plot, and yet Poison Ivy continued to use it. Obviously finding it amusing to torture her adversaries with something so… ridiculous. Raven had never been on the receiving end of it, and she honestly didn't want to be. She sighed and ran her hand over her face. "So, you need me to assist Jason?"
Dick shuddered. "Can you not put it like that?"
"Fine." Raven glared at nothing, annoyed at Dick making this even more awkward than it already was. "You need me to ride your brother's dick so hard his orgasm sends him into next week and cures him of his unfortunate affliction. And then, god willing, you probably need me to do it again?"
Dick made a gagging noise on the other line. "What the fuck, Rae? That's worse!"
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah? This whole conversation is terrible. Let's just get it over with."
"Jason is holed up in the guest house, away from everyone." He groaned. "So you two can have your… privacy." He cringed. “Which is definitely for the best.”
"And I assume everyone knows I'll be there?" Raven could practically hear Stephanie's cackling laugh already. She wouldn’t let either of them live this down. This was mortifying. She should just let Jason suffer for making a dumb decision in the middle of a fight with an adversary like Poison Ivy. He made his bed, he should lie in it alone.
"Right now it's just me, Bruce, and Alfred. No one else knows what happened."
Alfred. Raven winced. Alfred who made perfect tea and discussed period BBC dramas with her. Great . Now he knew about Raven and Jason's not-relationship, and that was somehow worse than the entire Wayne family knowing the intimate details of what happened between them. She shifted on her feet, trying to decide how mad Dick would be if she hung up the phone and never answered it ever again. How had her morning gone so horribly awry in the matter of just a few minutes?
"I wouldn't ask if I didn't trust you." Dick's voice was strained, his emotions an obvious mess. "I know you'll be discreet, and Jason likes you. So, anything you can do to…” He paused, trying to find the right word. “…help."
Raven blew out a breath, taking the time to weigh the consequences of her actions. "Give me thirty minutes to get a bag around, and I'll be over."
"Come in by the kitchen entrance. Alfred has a package for him, and then he'll show you how to get to the guest house."
Raven sighed. "Fine. I'll see you in a bit, and then I never want to talk about this ever again."
Dick snorted. " Same ."
The line went silent and Raven stood there, staring into her coffee as she let her mind wander. She shouldn't have been so embarrassed, this particular ailment was part of having Ivy as an adversary. She personally hadn't been exposed to it, but some of her teammates had. And the cure was simple, hunker down with someone willing to go to bed with the afflicted, and weather the storm. Pragmatic.
But to have Dick call her out of the blue and blurt it out made her uncomfortable. Because it meant that other people knew about her and Jason, and if other people knew, that meant they were going to start asking for an explanation:
What were Raven and Jason?
That was a question she wasn't sure she had an answer to. Not dating. But more than friends. Fuck buddies seemed too casual, but friends with benefits seemed too close to dating. She liked Jason. He was smart and sarcastic. His wits were sharp, and he was well read. He was definitely good in bed. And, fuck. He was good looking - scars and all. Sometimes, when they were draped on his sofa watching TV after a round of sex, she found herself just staring at him. Sometimes knowing that she got to go to bed with him was the only thing that kept her going through the day.
Raven sighed and shook her head, trying to ease her thoughts. She needed to pack a bag.
-
Raven smelled something baking as she stepped in through the kitchen door. In another part of the huge kitchen, she could hear Alfred humming to himself. She adjusted the overnight bag on her shoulder and took a few deep breaths, steeling her nerves. This was not the first time Alfred had seen one of the Wayne family members in this predicament, and Raven doubted it would be the last. But that knowledge didn't take away the embarrassing sting either. And now Alfred knew that Raven and Jason were intimate, and that was mortifying.
"Good morning, Alfred."
He turned and offered her a pleasant smile. "Miss Roth. It's a pleasure to see you again." He gave a soft laugh and shook his head. "Although perhaps not under these exact circumstances."
Heat crawled up her neck, and Raven looked away, trying not to meet his stare. “I was told you have something for me to bring to Jason?” She tried to keep the conversation as vague as possible to save herself embarrassment.
“A care package. Some snacks and dinner for the two of you. A few other odds and ends.” His own response was vague. There was a brief pause, and Alfred gave another thin smile, as if trying to placate her. “You know there’s nothing to be ashamed of. This is unfortunately a somewhat common occurrence within the manor.”
That didn't make her feel any better, and Raven gave him a thin smile. Alfred's own expression softened and he handed the basket to her. “I will do my best to keep the rest of the family as far away from the guest house as possible.” He gave a short nod. “Take your time.”
Color crawled up her neck and Raven gave a short nod. “Right. I… um, I better get going.”
So I can go fuck the man you practically consider a son , she added silently.
Raven adjusted the small overnight bag on her shoulder and pulled her hood up over her hair, hoping to hide her expression from Alfred, but she knew it didn’t matter. Nothing escaped his keen observation. Without waiting for any more awkward exchanges, Raven grabbed her things and headed out to the guest house.
A storm front was moving in, bringing two days worth of constant rain, and Raven could feel a few drops crash against her nose. She shook her head and started down the path that moved through the trees. The guest house was set a little ways away from the main house, and was perched next to a small private lake. In the summer the family gathered there to have small parties and hang around the firepit, but in the cold, late spring like this, it was usually empty.
“Raven?”
Raven jerked as she looked into Damian’s curious face. He blinked and looked from her overnight bag to the basket hanging from her hand. Oh, fuck . The last thing she needed was the youngest Wayne realizing she was here to fuck his brother. He was going to ask questions, and then he was going to tell the rest of the family, and then Raven would really be screwed.
“I didn’t realize you were here.” His eyebrows knitted together, as he tried to piece together just what Raven was doing at the manor. “Is there something father needed from you?”
Yeah, Raven thought with an annoyed laugh. To fuck your older brother . She gave him a small, polite smile. “I’m just…” She was grasping for any explanation to give him so that he could forget she was ever here. “...helping ward the area against magical attacks.”
Eh, not her best excuse, but it wasn’t too far off of plausible. The whole team of them reached out to her for her magical expertise when it was needed, but she had never done magical maintenance before. That was usually Zatanna.
“Hm.” Damian continued to stare, as if he didn’t quite believe her. “Zatara was here just a few days ago. I didn’t realize we needed more wards.”
Of course she was . Raven managed to keep her face blank, somehow keeping herself from exposing the lie. “I’m here to ward against demonic signatures. Obviously a specialty of mine, so my wards are a bit stronger than Zatanna’s.”
“Ah.”
Raven gave a nod, and glanced around, waiting for Damian to turn around and disappear now that he’d gotten an answer. When he remained firmly in front of her, Raven tried to offer a polite, strained smile. “It’s dangerous work to ward against demons…” She glanced up as the rain started to pound against the leaves overhead. “And it looks like the weather is going to get worse. So, if it’s alright with you, I’ll continue working alone.”
“If you need assistance, I am capable of helping.”
Raven felt her stomach drop, and for a brief moment she almost told him to buzz off, because she needed to go fuck his brother. She shook her head. “Thank you, Damian. But, I’ve got it from here. You should head back to the house.”
“Mm… of course.” He stared at her for a long moment, as if weighing a question in the back of his mind, before deciding it seemed like too much trouble. With a curt nod (which was practically polite from him), Damian turned and walked away.
Raven stood there and made sure he headed back to the main house before she let go of an exhausted breath. This was way more trouble than it was worth.
Pushing at her wet hair, she turned down a side path, through older growth of the property, and found the small, stone-sided guest house hidden behind a few neatly pruned, flowering shrubs. There was something charming about the house, like it had simply appeared from the pages of a fairytale. Vines crawled up the stone, and the front door was painted a bright, cheery turquoise.
Raven pushed open the door and stepped inside, setting the basket on the kitchen counter. She walked through the small galley kitchen to the living room, looking out the windows to admire the sight of the lake. The rain was pouring down now, the sight and sound nearly drowning out her thoughts. But she was here for a reason.
Raven stripped off her wet clothes until she was just in her underwear, and set them in a neat pile on a side table in the living room. With a low hum, she wandered through the rest of the small house, looking for Jason. The bed was unmade, the covers pushed around as though he couldn’t get comfortable, but she couldn’t find him.
Eyebrows knitting together, Raven paused at the French doors leading outside, looking around the small patio to see Jason, completely naked, lying on a lounger in the middle of the rainstorm. Raven felt heat crawl up her neck, and she watched as his hand wrapped around his thick, erect cock, pumping slowly. The muscles in his neck strained, and rain water pooled down every hard muscle before tangling in the trail of hair on his abdomen.
Raven cursed under her breath, and before she could stop herself, her fingers slipped under the waistband of her underwear. She watched him stroke his cock with deliberate movements, as if the pain and pleasure were mingling together to create a heady cocktail. Jason’s back arched off the lounge and he hissed out a tight breath. Raven’s finger teased her clit, her knees shaking with every pass of his hand. It felt good, but it wasn’t enough. Not when he was right there.
More . Without another thought, Raven dropped her underwear onto the floor, and opened the door. Jason didn’t even flinch, and he turned to watch as rain dripped down her body. The stone pavers were cold under her feet, but her body was too hot to care.
“You came.” Jason stood up, his cock still standing, begging for attention. “I thought you would have outright refused Dick.”
“For being under the influence of Ivy’s pollen, you sure are articulate.” Raven’s hand slid down the wet planes of his chest before wrapping around his cock. “I thought you were supposed to be reduced to your basest self - a knuckle-dragging neanderthal who only wants to fuck and fuck and fuck some more.”
He snorted, a smirk pulling at his lips. “I am barely holding onto my good sense.” He stepped closer to her, his hips pushing forward to fuck her hand. He licked his lips. “I’m going to bend you over and fuck you from behind.”
She shivered. “In this rain?”
His words escaped in a ragged growl. “ Can’t wait .” Without another word, Jason grabbed her hips and turned her around, shoving her hands down on the bed of the lounge. His hands skated down the curve of her back, outlining her ribs before cupping her breast in his palm. Raven let go of a weak whimper, and she pushed back against his hips, trying to goad him into taking her now . He couldn’t wait? Ha . She was no better.
His fingers slid between them, easily finding her wet and willing. Raven panted, throwing her head back against her shoulders as her wet hair slid over her skin. She was burning up in a matter of seconds, ready to take whatever he was willing to give her. Rain sluiced down her back, and she hissed out a curse as Jason speared two fingers into her.
“ Fuck . You’re tight.” He leaned over her back and traced his tongue up the curve of her spine, tasting her skin mixed with rain water. “And so wet, little bird.”
Raven moaned as he growled the teasing nickname into her ear. Her bottom lip trembled in anticipation, eager to feel him take her. His tongue traced up her spine, lapping water off her overheated skin as his fingers continued their frustrating patient exploration of her. Raven’s fingers bit into the soft cushion of the lounge chair, and she looked over her shoulder at him, barely biting back a growl.
“Are you going to tease me or fuck me?”
He gave a strained smile, and without another word, buried himself to the hilt and split her deliciously wide in one swift movement. Raven cried out, her voice smothered by gusts of wind and a sheet of rain. Around them the storm continued to rage, but they were oblivious to it. Jason was bordering on ruthless, each snap of his hips sending her higher and higher, until it felt like Raven was just as wild and untamed as the storm. Lightning snapped over every exposed part of her, making her feel like she was about to light up the skies.
“ God, you’re beautiful .” Jason’s voice was a low grumble, breathy and honest, but his words were swallowed up by the rain splashing against their skin.
Raven shivered, her sanity disintegrating. He always did this to her, made her feel completely unlike herself - a goddess being worshiped by sex. She pushed back against him, meeting each of his thrusts, desperately searching for the orgasm that she knew was going to destroy her.
His fingers twisted in her soaked hair, pulling it so hard that her back bowed and a curse escaped her lips. He slammed into her, each thrust punctuated by something that sounded like both a prayer and a curse. Raven felt like her whole body was being scattered to the wind, like Jason was breaking her apart and putting her back together with every desperate gasp. Her fingers bit hard into the lounge cushion soaked by rain, and she held on for dear life as sparks started to snap along her nerve endings.
“ Please .” She was begging now, but it didn’t matter. She needed this, almost as most as he did. “ Please, Jason . I need to come. I need to come now .”
His response was a low, possessive growl. His body shook, and every movement became a means to an end. He needed this. She needed this. They needed to destroy each other with the force of their emotions, and neither one wanted to survive. Raven screamed as he pounded into her with bruising force. Her back curled as every muscle in her body tensed, ready and waiting for the inevitable.
A hollowness started in the pit of her stomach, like a black hole drawing in every sensation until she was drawn past the event horizon. Raven closed her eyes and let herself fall . Her orgasm crashed over her with all the delicacy of an atomic bomb. Pleasure coursed through her, shaking her bones and shattering her soul. Darkness invaded the edges of her mind and she could hear Jason scream her name, his fingers biting into her hips so hard that he was bound to leave marks.
It was as if they were the storm raging around them, lightning and thunder and rain, drowning each other. The ecstasy they felt seemed to stretch on for eons, until they were both a dripping, shaking mess, clinging to the aftershocks of their orgasms.
Gasping, they sank down to the cold, wet stone beneath them. Raven pushed at her hair and tilted her face towards the sky, letting the rain soothe her overheated body. She swallowed lungfuls of air and looked over at Jason, who was grinning from beneath the shadows on his face. He was a mixture of satisfied and aroused, and Raven knew that this was only the first wave. There would be many, many more.
He licked his lips and propped himself up on his arm, hovering over her. “ Again? ”
“I need a second.” She shivered. If he fucked her like that again, she was going to be lost to him - more than she already was.
His fingers slid down her stomach, curling around her navel before slipping lower. Raven’s lower lip trembled with anticipation, feeling his fingertip split her swollen flesh and circle around her sensitive clit. Fuck . He always played her like a well-loved instrument, and he knew it. Her legs widened, and the rain came down harder, icy cold against her too hot skin.
“Do you know how fucking good you look like this?” His voice was a sinful growl, and his fingers continued their slow, almost lazy assault on her clit. “Soaking wet with rain and cum, and already wanting more.” He leaned over her, his lips pressing against her neck. “I want you like this forever, filled with me, covered in my love bites.” He nipped at her pulse with sharp teeth, promising so much in what he didn’t say.
His fingers quickened against her clit, and Raven’s back arched against the cold stone beneath her, pushing her hips up against his hand. How could this feel so damned good? He had just fucked her like the world was ending, and she didn’t even have time to gather her senses again. Jason was already sending her to another orgasm at break-neck speed.
He kissed down her neck and over her shoulders before his mouth wrapped around her nipple. Raven cursed and her hands tangled in his hair, holding his head against her breast as he bit, licked, and sucked. His fingers continued to tease her clit, each stroke sending her back to that elusive peak.
“You’re… going to kill me, Jason…” She should have been ashamed at how breathy and weak she sounded, but Raven couldn’t find it in her to care. Not when he was sending her to the stars again. “ Don’t stop .”
“Wasn’t planning on it.” He continued his attention on her breasts, his fingers stroking her clit with deft precision.
Raven’s eyes closed and it was like she could feel every taste bud on Jason’s tongue, every raindrop splashing on her skin, and every ridge on his fingers. Her teeth sunk into her lower lip and she let go of a desperate whine. She was right there , ready to explode. His fingers quickened, and Raven took one cool breath before she found herself careening over the edge and into another orgasm.
Her body tensed and she screamed, her voice already hoarse. How could this feel so damned good when Jason had already broken her moments before? She shook, letting wave after wave consume her, until she was pretty sure she existed on another plane of existence. Her fingers tightened in his hair, and she pulled him up to her mouth, stealing desperate, ragged kisses as he worked her clit through her orgasm.
Finally, she sagged against the stone beneath her and stared up into his smug face. “You can’t keep doing that. I’m supposed to last through your… illness .”
He laughed and nudged her nose with his in a soft, almost intimate movement. “Yeah? I have faith you can last as long as I can.” He nipped at her lower lip with a soft kiss. “I seem to remember you coming to me when your demon was in her mating frenzy.”
Embarrassment colored her cheeks. That had been a weekend for the books. Raven’s memories were so clouded with lust that she was sure she had forgotten some of the more important details of what happened. Jason teased her about it whenever he could, relaying bits of information that seemed to escape her memory.
“Come on, little bird. Let’s get out of the rain.”
Groaning, she climbed to her feet, her knees shaking as she tried to step back towards the house. Jason chuckled and followed after her, his own steps uncertain. They finally made it in the house, and he walked towards the bathroom to snag a couple of towels for both of them. They toweled off, and Jason was wandering into the kitchen picking through the basket that Alfred had left for them.
Mortified, Raven watched as Jason pulled out a box of condoms and a bottle of lube. “Did… did Alfred put those in there?”
A few other odds and ends , rang in her ears, and Raven felt heat crawl up her neck.
“Well, he was thinking of us at least.” Jason smirked and looked over at her. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
Raven yanked the towel over her head, and buried her face in her hands. “Everyone keeps telling me that, and it’s making me even more embarrassed.”
Jason dug out a bag of his favorite chips and leaned a hip against the counter, staring at her, unbothered by their nudity. “Why? You’ve had worse boyfriends than me.”
Raven picked up her head and stared into his face. “ Boyfriend? ”
Jason shrugged as if unfazed by her response, but there was a shadow of hurt in her eyes. “Or whatever we are. I know we’re not into putting a label on it.”
“No one is supposed to know that we’re… whatever we are. And yet somehow , everyone knows. Dick, Bruce…” She let go of a soft curse, her chest tightening. “... Alfred . They all know that we’re sleeping together.”
“They asked me for a name when I got hit by Ivy, and I gave yours.” Jason frowned. “Did you want me to say someone else’s name? A different person? Should I have a back up person to fuck in the event this happens again?”
She shifted, feeling her body tense at the thought of Jason sleeping with another person. Magic snapped at her fingertips and a glass shattered behind Jason. He didn’t flinch, and continued to stare at her with a heavy, darkening expression. His eyes roamed over her face, correctly interpreting her response as jealousy.
Heat crawled up Raven’s neck and she looked away. “I thought we were supposed to be fucking each other senseless, not talking about… us .”
He jerked his thumb in the direction of the bedroom. “You want to have this conversation while you’re riding me? Because we can. I can multitask.”
Raven shoved the towel off her head and stared at him. “I don’t want to have this conversation at all.”
Jason shrugged. “Okay. So we won’t right now.” The right now qualifier wasn’t lost on her. He started for the bedroom, motioning for her to follow him. “Come on, Rae. We’ve got seconds before I turn back into a knuckle-dragging neanderthal who wants to fuck and fuck and fuck some more. And at least this time I can promise a dry bed.”
Raven took a deep breath and let it out slowly, following after him. Her stomach twisted into knots and she shifted on her feet, watching as he pulled back the plush, luxurious covers of the bed. Jason fell back onto the mattress and stared up at her, crooking his finger as a teasing smile pulled at the edges of his lips. “Come sit on my face. Then we can’t talk about anything but how good you find my tongue buried inside you.”
Her heart skipped a beat and she crawled over him, resting on his thick thighs. “Yeah?”
He grinned and slid his hands up her legs, cupping her ass before urging her up the length of his body. “You taste so good."
Raven pushed her rogue thoughts out of her mind and let him touch and stroke her. His fingers traced aimless patterns along the back of her legs as she inched her body over his. He gave her that teasing, cocky grin before pushing her hips those last few inches to his mouth. Raven cursed and her head fell back on her shoulders as her hand twisted behind him to stroke his thick erection. A pleased hum vibrated in the back of his throat, and Raven felt a smile tug at her mouth.
Even though they had just fucked each other senseless on the patio, they wanted each other again, and it wasn’t entirely to do with Ivy’s pollen. Raven tried not to let her mind wander, and to focus on Jason’s skilled tongue bringing her to another mind-numbing orgasm - but she couldn’t stop thinking about what he said.
Boyfriend.
Is that what he thought he was? A boyfriend?
Her boyfriend?
Yes, they fucked - and god was he good at it. Yes, they spent time together outside of having sex. And, yes, Raven actually enjoyed his company. But what did that mean for them? Did she have feelings for him?
Her wandering thoughts slammed to a halt as he sucked hard on her clit. Jason knew her mind wasn’t focused on his tongue and he was determined to make her focus. Ignoring her embarrassment, Raven’s hand tightened along the base of his cock. She groaned and continued to stroke him as his mouth brought her closer and closer to another orgasm.
Her hips began a slow, delicious ride against his mouth, and she pushed her musinging to the back of her mind. Whatever they were didn’t matter right now, all that mattered was that Jason was fucking her with his tongue and she was going to come hard. Her free hand buried in his hair and she pinned his head beneath her pussy as he continued to lick and suck every inch of her. Shivers slid down her spine, and Raven looked down into his eyes.
“I’m gonna come.”
He redoubled his efforts, his tongue spelling his name against her clit in doubletime. Raven’s eyes fluttered closed and she felt like she was flying before slamming into the earth. Her head tipped back and she screamed, letting her orgasm consume her.
He wasn’t done, his cock still hard in her hand. Raven slid back down his body and watched as he licked his lips, as if he couldn’t bear to waste a drop of her cum. She lifted herself up onto her knees and sank down on his erect cock. He grinned, and his hands palmed her hips as she began a slow, almost lazy ride along his cock.
“You look gorgeous like this…”
“Fucking you?” Raven’s voice was quiet and trembling. He was so damned big like this.
“Riding me.” He slid his hand up her side. “Lost in thought.”
“I’m not lost in thought.”
“Yeah?” Jason dropped his thumb to her clit and began to circle it in sync with her slow ride. “It took you twice as long to come when you were sitting on my face. Normally that gets you off in minutes.” He flicked his tongue along his teeth, watching her. “You love it when I eat your delicious pussy. Of course, I love eating you too.” He paused, his expression suspicious. “What are you thinking about?”
“I’m not thinking about anything.” Raven tightened her muscles, and began to pick up her pace, earning a low whine from him. “Shut up and let me fuck you. Isn’t that why I’m here?”
“Sure.” He let go of a soft grunt and slammed his hips up into hers, the shock sparking along her skin. Jason met her movements, and he snarled out a promise. “And when you’re done, we’re going to talk about whatever is going on in your head.”
Raven felt a shiver slip down her spine as she continued to ride him, her muscles tightening and bunching with each thrust. His thumb pressed hard against her clit and he pushed up tight into her body. It became a familiar dance, a push and pull that they had done so many times before. Comforting, welcoming, and Raven let her muscles relax as they fell into an easy rhythm. This was the kind of sex they had in the morning after she slept over. It felt… good . So good, and not just because Jason knew what he was doing in bed. It was something deeper, more intimate. The kind of sex that brought them together beyond physical pleasure.
His hand tangled in her hair, and Jason leaned up to kiss her throat, murmuring one soft phrase against her skin.
“I love you.”
Raven felt the words bubble up before she could stop them. “ I love you too .”
His smile tickled her skin. “I know.”
Before Raven could process exactly what she said, she felt her orgasm burn in the pit of her stomach. Her breath caught in her lungs and she let her mind disintegrate into a sweet, luscious pleasure. Gasping, she tipped over Jason’s body, looking down into his smug face. He did that on purpose , the jerk. Embarrassment colored her face as he stared into her eyes.
“I’m glad we had that conversation.” His tongue traced his lower lip, and he smirked up at her. “Should we get back to fucking now? I wanna see what the massaging showerhead does to your clit. God, I bet you look amazing . How many times do you think I can use it to make you come before you beg me to stop and actually fuck you? I think five. Maybe six.”
Raven was gasping, still reeling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, and frowned at him. “You… you don’t get to say… that , and then start talking like we’re just… fuck buddies again!”
“I never said we were fuck buddies.” He stared at her, his smug expression turning into one of frustration. “You never wanted to label it.”
“And you did?”
“Yeah. I’ve been trying to label it for months now.” In one swift movement, he rolled her under him, hitching her thigh high on his hip. “I want to fuck you on an exclusive basis, sure. But I want more, Raven. I want your heart, and your smiles, and your tangled mind, and your gray morality. I want every part of you that you think a person shouldn’t want. I want you - in your entirety. All of you.”
Raven swallowed, not sure how to handle what he just said to her. “I…” She found herself stumbling over her words. “You want to date me?”
He stared down at her, his expression deadpan. “Yes. I thought that was obvious, but leave it to you to be oblivious to the fact that I’ve been calling myself your boyfriend, and I said I love you .” A smile pulled at the edges of his lips. “And you said it too. No take-backsies.”
Raven’s face fell. “I can’t believe you are having this conversation while you’re still balls-deep in me.”
“Yeah. You can’t get away now.” He leaned over her and nipped at her ear. “We can put a pin in this conversation and talk about it later. There’s still that massaging showerhead question to address.”
Raven buried her face in her hands. “What about your family?”
Jason shrugged. “What about them? Do they have a say in this relationship?”
“I mean… Dick was hurt that we didn’t tell him we were sleeping together.”
“Dick gets hurt when someone forgets to pass him the butter at dinner.” Jason gave an incredulous snort. “He’s a drama queen.”
Something clicked in her head and she knitted her eyebrows together. “Damian saw me when I was coming here.”
Jason blinked as if that surprised him the most. “Well, I guess we really are going to be in a relationship, because Damian is even more of a gossip than Dick. If he saw you, then the rest of the family knows you’re here, and if the rest of the family knows you’re here, then they know we’re sleeping together.”
Raven paled. “That’s… no. ” As if saying that one word was going to change anything. They knew. Everyone knew. There was no way to stop the inevitable - they had some kind of relationship, and there was no other way to explain what they were doing alone in the guest cottage. She rubbed her face and sighed, trying to untangle herself from him. “How can you be so calm about this?”
“I thought the I love you was pretty obvious.” He moved to lay next to her, letting his arm rest over her waist. “I don’t know if there’s a better explanation.” He took a deep breath and pulled her tight against him, the warmth of his body easing the tension in her muscles. “I know you’re a private person, Raven. And I will do everything in my power to keep our relationship as private as possible. But… my family is a bunch of nosey bastards, unfortunately.”
Raven looked over at him. “You’re talking as if I’ve already agreed to this.”
“Do you want to say no?”
She blinked, letting the question settle on her chest with a feather’s weight. She knew the answer - no . She didn’t want to say no. She liked the thought of being Jason’s girlfriend, and of being part of his life. She liked the thought of him being part of her life. At some point between the months of fucking and late night venting sessions with take out and whiskey, she had fallen in love with him. She knew that, and there was nothing that could stop those feelings. Trying to deny them any longer would be painful and idiotic.
Jason seemed to pick up on her thoughts and he pulled her tight against him, his lips trailing kisses down her neck. “ Good .”
“We need to discuss boundaries.” Raven looked over at him, pursing her lips. “And how to keep your family out of our lives as much as possible.”
“Mm-hm.” His fingers trailed down her stomach, and he sucked at a sensitive spot behind her ear. “We’ll set up home on another planet. I hear there’s a good one on the other side of the galaxy. Far from Gotham.”
That did not instill confidence in her. “ Jason… ”
“Can we not talk about my family right now?” He let go of a teasing hum and moved to the edge of the bed, taking her with him. “I’m still thinking about that showerhead.”
Raven let him pull her from the soft, downy covers and pull her to the bathroom. She stared at his back, feeling her heart suddenly jump to life in her chest. Warmth spread to every part of her as joy flooded every part of her, mingling with hope and excitement. Boyfriend . This was her boyfriend . A small smile pulled at the edges of her lips and she realized for the first time in a long long while that she was happy - even if his family was going to be an epic pain.