dontvotemeout | Room 507, Thursday Daytime

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Room 507, Thursday Daytime

It had taken a few weeks, but Jason had finally come to terms with the fact that with Tim back in Gotham, his room was all his own. It was crazy to have so much space all to himself, and he knew he was probably tempting fate into giving him a roommate from the new kids coming in, but if everything in the room was his now, Jason was going to rearrange it all to look how he wanted. If he did end up with a new roommate, well, they'd just have to deal because he was here first. At least, that was how he was telling himself it would work as he moved things around.

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Jason smiled happily at Nico before leaning over and going into the drawer that was beside his bed. Just because he hadn't been planning on doing this today didn't mean he wasn't prepared, so he got out everything he'd need and settled back over Nico. "Um, if you want me to stop or I'm not doing something right, tell me, okay?"

He had to admit he liked the way Jason was prepared for anything, like he really did want this. "I promise," Nico assured him, totally not up for getting injured the first time they tried this and putting a halt to potential future sex. "And if it's too weird for you, we can stop." Nico would just die.

"I really don't think it'll be too weird," Jason assured him, taking the lube with him as he moved back down Nico's body. He wasn't sure how much they'd need to...prepare for this, but he knew enough to be aware that he couldn't just go at it without hurting Nico a lot. As much as Jason wanted to watch Nico, he was too nervous to look at him as he got his fingers slick and tried to press one very slowly into Nico. If this wasn't the right thing to do, he just hoped Nico would let him know.

Still feeling nice and relaxed from earlier, Nico thought he'd be okay. He'd even done this before, but wow was it different when the hand belonged to someone else. He breathed out, willing his body to loosen up for Jason.

That didn't sound like a noise of pain, so Jason kept going, slowly working his finger in and trying not to think about how it would feel to fuck Nico. He'd never be able to concentrate if all the blood flowed out of his head.

Nico shifted against Jason's hand insistently. "I can take more," he promised, voice a breathy whisper. "You're doing really, really good."

The praise made Jason smile and feel brave enough to look up and see how Nico was doing. "Okay, I trust you," he said, slipping a second finger in beside the first. "Like that?"

It was good that Jason was watching because Nico's response was to bite down on his lip and nod his head vigorously. It was a good kind of stretching and totally necessary for what he wanted. Nico tightened around Jason's fingers and then focused on relaxing again.

The lip biting was really cute, and Jason felt another surge of pride at making Nico feel nice already. He started slipping his fingers back and forth, figuring that kind of motion was the best thing to do, and tried to feel if Nico was relaxing more.

Just a little of that motion and Nico was moving his hips, trying to get more. "Come on," he breathed impatiently, pathetically attempting to direct things when he was tied up and incapable.

Jason might not have known what he was doing very much, but he did think he was getting the hang of this part, so when Nico started trying to direct, he felt confident enough to smirk up at him and say, "What's the magic word?"

"You're a giant tease," Nico moaned, flopping his head back on the pillows and totally thinking it was the magic phrase.

At that, Jason stopped moving his hand altogether, knowing he was only making things worse for poor Nico. "Sorry, wrong answer. It does rhyme with 'tease' though, interestingly enough."

"Oh my gods, you're kidding me!" Jason was going to kill Nico with lack of sex. "Please. Please, pleasepleasepleaseplease!"

The sight of Nico saying please was strangely hot, but Jason would have to think about the possible reasons for that later. Right now, he had to focus on pulling his hand away from Nico with a quick, "Okay, okay, that's good," and getting himself ready. He tried to make it quick, but it still took a minute for him to get back into place between Nico's legs. He didn't want to look away from the other boy this time, but he had no choice as he looked down to try to get positioned right and finally began to press into Nico.

Okay, now that was what Nico was begging for, and he didn't feel at all disappointed, moaning for Jason to get it over with already, his legs trying to wrap around the other boy's back to pull him closer.

"Relax," Jason said, putting a hand on Nico's chest to keep himself steady. "I don't want to hurt you. Let me just--I'm gonna go slow. And you're not gonna die."

"Okay, okay," Nico stuttered out a long breath, trying to be patient. He focused on Jason's hand, felt where each finger touched his chest and felt that strangely special warmth flooding through his normally cool skin.

Jason took a deep breath as he tried to relax too and not lose it before they'd barely started. He'd spent quite a bit of time thinking about what this would be like, not just with Nico but in general too, and what his imagination had conjured up couldn't possibly compare to the actual feeling of pushing into such an amazing tightness. He didn't hold back his moan, wanting Nico to know how he felt, and once he was all the way in, he stopped, just letting himself feel everything for a minute.

Jason had paused. He was all the way in and he freaking paused. Nico pressed his wrists hard against his ties to give himself focus away from moving. Finally unable to take it anymore his mouth started flapping, "You gotta move, Jay. I fucking love this, but please?" Little did he know how incredibly disappointed he'd be if Jason didn't hold on.

Jason gave Nico an amused look, and started to move, pushing and pulling in something that wasn't anywhere close to a rhythm. He was already too far gone for that. "Only 'cause you said please," he managed to get out.

"Oh, thank you," Nico breathed out, helping Jason get at that spot he'd found by shifting just slightly on a thrust. Just a touch and it was as if the whole world had exploded around him. He could barely recognize his own moaning.

Watching Nico move and moan like that was intoxicating, and Jason kept moving exactly like he was, hoping that whatever he was doing would keep happening too. He put his other hand on the bed and clung to the sheets, trying to keep his own arousal under control.

It so didn't help Nico that his cock was hard and aching again, as intensely pleasurable as he found Jason fucking him to be. He tried to force his eyes open, wanting to see Jason looking as hot as he'd imagined he would.

Jason still had his eyes open too, partly so he could look down at Nico and watch the expressions on his face, and partly so he could see what he was doing as he wrapped his hand around Nico's cock again. "God, Nico," he said. "You feel so, so good."

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