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Tim can't push him away, not with his arms trembling as he tries.
Jason crowds into his space, his arms wrapping around Tim from each direction. Tim distantly realises that Jason doesn't even have that many arms, so where did they come from?
A leg slides between Tim’s, rubbing against his crotch as the arms push him down. He stumbles backwards, hitting a jagged wall and wincing at the feeling of hard rock sticking into him.
Jason continues forward until his body is pressed flush against Tim's, slotting his leg back up between Tim's. It rubs Tim's crotch as he presses his hands to Tim's face, gently caresses the younger man before leaning in and pressing a chaste kiss to his lips.
It tastes sweet and Tim finds himself opening his mouth to give Jason better access, seeking more. He chases after Jason's mouth as his tongue drags against the other's.
The leg grinds harder, sending sparks along Tim's body. He doesn't want to press his weight down but his body is starting to feel warm and sensitive from arousal.
Tim breaks the kiss, pulling back to look at Jason. His mask is gone, blue eyes sparkling with a hint of emerald green. A playful smile is dancing on his face, causing small dimples to be defined.
"You taste sweet," Tim tells him dazedly, he feels woozy and tired, only held up by Jason's thigh between his legs.
Jason smirks, "and you taste divine."
Tim blushes, feeling off-put by his advances. He's never once thought Jason would try to kiss him, but what other explanation is there.
The world has narrowed its focus down to Tim and Jason.
Jason lurches forward and rips Tim's uniform off with ease. He shivers at the sudden wave of cold air hitting his flushed skin. Jason's hands trail down Tim's body, lighting up his skin with warmth.
Jason grips Tim's chin and forces his mouth open. Tim waits for the kiss but it doesn't come, instead he feels a strange viscous liquid pour down his throat. He gags, hands flying up to Jason's arms but he can't pull them off.
He swallows as Jason starts rutting his thigh between Tim's legs. He feels a tightening heat in his gut before everything whites out. He sags into Jason's hold, arms wrapping around his body.
He's weak and unable to protest as something prods at his entrance. It's wet and slimy and forces its way into Tim. He moans weakly, brows furrowing as he tries to push at Jason.
"Shh," Jason soothes as more arms grab at him. A hand settles in his hair and Tim looks up at Jason's blurry figure. "Be good for me and take what I give you."
It doesn't feel like a cock but he's not quite sure it's fingers either. They press into him, pushing up and curling. His legs tremble and his hands cling to Jason, whose fingers might be in his pussy.
He doesn't know.
Everything has narrowed down to the distinct arousal pumping around his body, throbbing in Tim's pussy. Jason catches him as his legs fail. His head begins to buzz and he barely notices Jason's hulking form looming over him.
He feels slick gushing out of his pussy and he flushes in shame. It's not like he’s kept his crush on Jason a secret, the only one not knowing being the man himself, but this is embarrassing.
Jason easily slides his legs open, parting them for better access to his cunt.
His hand dips down and Tim feels the strange sensation again, the feeling so much more different than when he fingers himself. He can't describe what about it feels off, only that it makes him unsettled.
"Just lie there and take it," Jason murmurs as he leans down, lips brushing Tim's. "Be good for me."
"I'll be good," Tim promises as he wraps his arms around Jason's neck, holding onto him as he begins finger fucking Tim. Tim whimpers, turning his head to the side as he tries to hide his face.
Jason's head dips down to nuzzle at Tim's neck. An open wet mouth bites down with too many, too-sharp, causing Tim to cry out from the pain. But Jason’s thick fingers make everything white out.
His body spasms around Jason's fingers, fingers that are still prodding around inside of him. They push up into his cervix- Fingers shouldn't be able to reach that far? He thinks, but his mind isn't really working that well right now.
He's too focused on the feeling of Jason on his skin. His nerve endings light up with every touch, sending delightful shivers along his body.
He arches into Jason's hold, seeking more of whatever the man is willing to give. Jason doesn't disappoint, removing his fingers to give Tim something bigger and better: his cock.
The thick head prods at Tim's open pussy before thrusting inside.
It reaches the deepest parts of him, punching into him and leaving him breathless. It's ruthless and rough, and nothing like Tim would have expected.
But he's not complaining.
Jason keeps rutting into him, hips snapping at a rapid pace as he grunts from above. Tim's head lolls as he clenches around the thick length spearing him open. It doesn't exactly feel how he thought it would, but who is he to judge?
Jason is his first.
He thinks Jason has somehow reached an even higher point inside of him and has entered his cervix. And despite constant pleasure singing around his body he finds it somewhat painful.
Jason's hands find Tim's and move them to rest above his head on the rocky cave floor. He keeps them trapped there as he leans down to kiss Tim, giving him more of that honey sweet taste.
It makes him dopey and all the more relaxed.
(Pliant for him.)
He feels something rubbing on his clit and sparks fly around his body. The pain dampens down to a dull throbbing as the world drifts away. The coil in his gut tugs until it finally snaps free and his toes curl, feet tingling.
His hands grip Tim's harder, nearly breaking bone as he keeps Tim on his cock. He comes in tandem with Jason, his eyes closed as he's filled with the older man's seed.
He feels strangely full, but Jason isn't done yet.
Jason groans as he comes too, feeling a steady and nauseating pulse thrumming in his head.
He remembers the collapse of the cave he and Red Robin were sent to investigate. Reports of strange disappearances and a monster living inside of it.
How much of it is true? He has no idea yet.
The pulse in his head amplifies as he shifts, attempting to push himself up from the cold ground. The ringing in his ears starts to become more subtle, a distant background noise, and he realises that isn't all he hears.
He looks up through unfocused eyes and spots a monster with countless tentacles emerging out from it.
At the centre of them is Tim fucking Drake.
"Tim, what the fuck are you doing?" He croaks out, and Tim doesn't seem to have heard him.
He struggles to get to his feet but once he's standing straight, he immediately reaches for his gun. He aims it at the monster's head but before he can pull the trigger it moves.
Tim is jostled, tentacles fucking into him at a steady pace as he's moved closer to Jason. He can't shoot the monster because Tim is now in the way.
And like hell is he going to shoot Tim.
Tentacles are wrapped around his body, latching onto his nipples and- Jason winces the longer he looks, at what else he finds. The monster has Tim under some kind of spell, something in the air, Jason demises.
He can feel it creeping up on him, but its effects aren't as strong. Jason has always had a stronger immune system since his dip in the pit, and this monster is nothing more than a parasite.
If he can kill the monster then he'll be able to save Tim.
Though there's still the chance Tim is being used as a host, a vessel for the monster. And if he kills the monster then- Yeah, maybe killing the monster isn't the best idea.
He wishes he could use Tim's brain for this. His smart little Robin always has brilliant ideas.
He presses on the comm in his ear and receives nothing but static. Pulling his phone out his pocket has him experiencing the same response. Electrontics don't seem to work.
He glances around the cave, but doesn't see an exit. He doesn't even remember how they got down here. He was with Red Robin, exploring the cave and then nothing. He's waking up down here.
Slimy tentacles tighten around his legs and knock him off of his feet. He falls backwards, stunned, giving the monster the advantage, and it takes it, dragging him towards the monster raping Tim. He reaches for a pocket knife, leaning down to try and sever the hold it has on him.
Another tentacle flashes out, and more, and more, until Jason's whole body is covered in them. He twists and strains in their hold, but he's not strong enough.
He doesn't stop struggling, even as it drags him towards the tentacle mass.
Small tentacles slip under his clothes, ripping them away and leaving him bare. His nipples perk from the cold and his hot body temperature causes goosebumps to break out along his skin.
A larger tentacle emerges, and heads straight for Jason's mouth. It forces its way inside and doesn't stop until it reaches his throat. A strange hot liquid pumps down his throat. He gags, but can't escape it.
Another one closes around Jason's dick, taking it into an opening that must be some kind of mouth. He tries to force it off, but all it does it cause him to thrust into the mouth-like opening. He hates to admit how good it makes him feel, the tentacle being nice and wet inside.
His mouth is relased and he gasps for air. He's not sure what he was just forced to ingest, but he needs to get out of here before he finds out. He doesn’t the chance as the monster drags him closer while he's still in a dazed state, his cock now being pumped to full hardness.
Tim's legs are spread open wider, putting his cunt on full display. He's made to watch as Tim is fucked stupid by the strange tentacles. He watches with disgust as a strange white substance oozes out of Tim's pussy as he's lowered down to Jason's crotch.
The tenacle fucking him leaves, only to be replaced by Tim.
Tim moans as he's dropped unceremoniously onto Jason's cock. It's no bigger than the tentacles he was speared open on, but Jason would say his size is above average. It definitely seems to be that way for Tim.
"Jay," he gasps as he clenches down hard enough to bring a groan out of the older man. "Feels so good."
Jason shakes his head, "Tim, you need to snap out of it."
It's like Tim can't hear him, and maybe he can't. Jason's hips itch to rut into Tim's pussy, but he refrains. It’s getting harder to keep his head on straight, and with Tim being somewhat seductive in this state, it doesn’t make it easier on him.
He realises monster must have some form of power to keep them docile while it takes whatever it wants from them.
He grunts as the monster starts to snake around the two of them with tentacles as thin as vines. It binds them together as the small mouths pop onto Jason's nipples. They start to tingle and his mind starts feeling like mush.
He needs to keep his head or this won't end well for either of them.
As if knowing Jason's resolve, Tim is forced down onto him, chest to chest. Heart to heart. His skin is warm and beading with sweat, he's rubbed against Jason as the monster forces him up and down on Jason's cock.
Tim cries out as he clenches delightfully around Jason, bringing out a groan from the older man. His skin is on fire, only burning hotter with Tim's added warmth. His head thunks agasint the floor as he tries to snap himself out of it.
"Tim, we-" Jason tries but Tim's lips are suddenly on his, kissing his words away. He grinds down, his insides clenching around Jason's length as he does so.
His head is spinning and he feels dazed.
When he opens his eyes he notices a figure standing behind Tim, one different than the monster. Jason strains but his head spins with the excursion. His head tips back with a groan.
He watches through hazy eyes as hands trail over Tim's skin and come to rest at his perky nipples, they pinch and twist until Tim shudders. He slumps forward, collapsing onto Jason's chest.
Jason feels hands snaking onto his back and hips, and then all of a sudden he's being held up and Tim on his back. His legs are hooked over Jason's shoulders and he's folded in half as Jason's hips move on their own, fucking into Tim.
He hits in deep, deeper than before. He thinks it's Tim's cervix but he can't be sure. His hips rut into Tim mindlessly and he wishes he could stop. But it feels so good, a part of him whispers.
He feels something slimy prod at his ass, but his hips don't stop. Can’t stop. His hands find their way to Tim's hips, using them as handles. The tentacle force their way in. It's small and vine-like but that doesn't mean it's painless.
It starts thrusting into Jason at the same pace he fucks Tim, a smaller imitation. It pushes up further until it reaches something that has Jason gasping as sparks shoot along his body.
Then he’s coming.
Tim whines at the feeling before Jason drops like a puppet who's strings have been cut. He hits the floor, head banging with pain. He might have a concussion, but he can't tell.
He watches as Tim is lowered to the floor, cradled by a humanoid figure. It shushes him, speaking sweetly into his ear as it rubs his swelling stomach. Two tentacles come up and latch onto his hard nipples, sucking gently- from what he can tell.
"So good for me," it murmurs and Jason groans, trying to get to Tim. "Soon our eggs will grow. Kindly fertilised by your friend. You will bare my children and be the best mother to them. You want that, don't you?"
Tim's head lolls like he's about to puke so the creatire summons some tentacles to lift him up. They gently fuck into him which seems to aliviate some of the younger man's pains.
Jason groans over Tim’s moans, “let him go."
The head turns to him, his face reflected back at him. "I can't do that."
"Why?" Jason questions as he finally gets his arms under him. "What do you need him for."
"He's carrying my children."
"He's not carrying your children," Jason tells the monster. "We only just fell into here. We only just-”
"It doesn't take long for my babies to grow. All I have to do is merge my eggs with a womb baring mammal and have them fertilised. Which I've done. You on the other hand have no more use."
"I do have a use," he tells the monster as he makes his way into a low kneel. "You look just like me, and to me that tells me one thing, you want to be me. Maybe it's to keep Tim, I don't know, but I'd say that's enough reason to keep me alive."
The monster seems dismissive, but it doesn't kill him.