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“Jay—” Dick gasped, his words cutting off again as Jason ground their hips together, the omega’s legs spread wider than any mortal man’s had a right to. His head tipped back, exposing that pretty throat, long lines and graceful hollows and a fragile, thrumming pulse point. The sinful temptation of his mating gland, on display for the taking.
This was the way Jason loved him best.
Outside, the world got Dick Grayson, got Nightwing, got the leader of the Titans and the nicer half of the Dynamic Duo and the hero to all heroes. The ideal, the mirage that came infuriatingly close to being true.
Here, in Jason’s home, splayed out over Jason’s covers, and head cushioned on Jason’s pillow, Dick was undeniably real. Undeniably his. Limbs weak and trembling, mouth open in a silent scream, his body practically invisible under Jason’s.
If someone came in, Jason thought with a swell of satisfaction, bending down to wrap his teeth around one of Dick’s pretty pink nipples, they wouldn’t even know that the omega was here. They wouldn’t even be able to see him, not with Jason’s body covering him so completely.
At least, a lovely shriek escaping Dick’s mouth as Jason’s bite grew mean, until he made him scream.
“Come on, baby,” Jason panted, increasing tempo, thrusting in harder. His hands framed Dick’s head, an angel on a canvas, his face so familiar, comforting, almost, like the road sign home. His scent, spicy with arousal and delicious, like a meal that Jason could survive on forever by smell alone.
Dick came with a wordless keen, his back arching into Jason, and Jason followed him down, collapsing on top of his omega as his knot began swelling, filling Dick up, locking his cunt down tight, tying them as close as two people could be. Almost.
A thought had been plaguing Jason lately. A nagging, nuisance of an idea, that a thin, plastic condom was the only thing between his naked cock and Dick’s naked walls. That if he wasn’t wearing a condom, his cum would be spilling directly into Dick’s body, against his cervix…into his womb.
Just a little piece of plastic, keeping Jason from truly filling Dick up, stopping them from making the world’s most beautiful baby.
Because that’s what their kid would be, he was sure of it. No child of Dick Grayson’s would be anything but beautiful, but Jason could be honest enough with himself, at least, to admit that he wanted to see himself there too. His curls on a child with Dick’s face, his strong nose between Dick’s blue eyes.
His knot seemed to pulse at the thought, and Dick jerked.
“God, Jay, are you still going?” Dick said, shifting slightly with a small groan. “Oh, babe, you’re heavy.”
Jason smirked.
“Am I?” He pressed his body down, letting even more of his weight rest on Dick’s smaller frame. Dick struggled, pushing lightly at Jason’s body, but his scent was regaining its spicy note of interest.
Jason laughed. “Seriously, pretty bird? Already?”
Dick pouted, a lovely blush beginning to stain his cheeks. “You know omegas have a shorter refractory period.”
This was true. It was widely thought that orgasming on a knot helped move the semen deeper into an omega’s body, increasing the chance of pregnancy.
Something in his stomach jumped at the thought.
Jason sat up on his heels, his hands on Dick’s hips dragging the omega with him without having to risk tugging on the knot.
“Jay—”
Slowly, gently, Jason curled forward on his knees. He kept his hold on Dick’s hips, curving the smaller man’s body until his legs were in the air, wrapped around Jason’s chest, and his hips were practically vertical, his gorgeous ass pressed against Jason’s thighs instead of the bed.
Dick’s eyes were wide as Jason touched their foreheads together. He looked faintly confused, not screaming in pain, as any normal person should be in this pose.
“Jason?” he asked, voice tentative. Jason knew his scent must be confusing, disproportionately intent, hungry in a way he shouldn’t be with a full knot buried in a soft cunt.
“What if I bent you like this,” he said, his voice low and deep with need. “Shot straight into your pretty little cunt, flooded your insides and made you come apart, over and over on my cock. Think how deep you’d send my cum. It’d be like I was breeding directly into your empty womb, wouldn’t it?”
Dick’s eyes were huge, his face a fiery red. There was a mirthful, amused grin across his pink lips, but his pupils were huge, dark, hungry pools in the endless blue.
“You wanna give me a baby, Todd?”
The words were joking, but his voice was husky, hungry, something hopeful in his eyes.
He was the most beautiful thing Jason had ever seen. He bent down and kissed him, deep and filthy, until they were both gasping.
Jason could feel his knot going down, finally. He broke the kiss, resting their foreheads together as they both caught their breaths.
“I’m going to fill you with so many babies,” Jason whispered. “You’re going to be fat and full and barefoot, padding around the apartment until your ankles are so swollen I’ll have to carry you from room to room—”
His knot was just deflated enough that when he pulled out and thrust deep into Dick’s contorted body, he didn’t catch on anything hard enough to stop him from going deeper into Dick’s body than ever before.
Dick’s head snapped back, a scream at his lips until Jason swallowed it, tongue against Dick’s tongue. A moment later, a hand sank into his hair, keeping his face still as his omega took control of the kiss, turning it wet and frantic, like they were teenagers in the backseat of the Bentley, too lost in each other to care about anyone finding them.
It was partly a joke, a sexy make-believe, but—
It was also a promise. He hoped Dick understood that. They weren’t ready yet, but they would be.
One day, they’d be parents.