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"Nope you ain't getting out of this with pussy" Roy's hands went right on her hips and plonked her next to him on the couch. "Your hypno-vag ain't hypnotizing me today, no siree" Kat won many arguments with sex and while this was not an argument she was not to be given any power , thanks <3
"The man of the hour returns" Roy mused at Jason's squeaky clean arrival.
"So you got feelings? Cause I am hearing you two had a chat. Enlighten me buddy....all of it. From the top the conversation-" Was his story to be the same or did Kat try to soften the blow.
"I wouldn't say it's greedy because I don't mind Jason and you having your fun too as long as I get to watch." Kat let the pervy side that Roy brought out of her out to the surface. Jason hasn't really seen it yet.
Getting booped making her blush. She kissed his lips before climbing into Roy's lap. "Less talk then.."
Jason finally came back squeaky clean just to see Kat kissing Roy. His cheeks flushed red just kind of staring at the two only partially dressed in pants. He normally kept his shirt on embarrassed by the Y scar but around Roy and Kat he didn't feel that way. He cleared his throat a bit.
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"So there's feelings."
He was a difficult person, he was difficult and he was being obtuse on purpose. "So you don't just want to fuck him, you want to make him your boyfriend. Greedy-" Although he did boop her nose with that statement to make her...panic less.
"I told you before that I want you happy"
"Rude that he just left in the middle of a conversation-" Yes Jason very rude leaving Kat to fend for herself even if he had twice stated he was going to go take a shower and the conversation continued anyway.
Jason went to go shower before he heard Roy's words as his ears went red. "Wa..it are you serious?" Looking over his shoulder at him. Just shocked.
Kat placed the coffee in Roy's hand so he could be comfortable on the couch. Her cheeks flushed just as red hearing Roy talk so casual about it. "Roy.. um I'm sure Jason would agree we umm we want you involved too. Not just me and him..that is.."
"Yea it should be the three of us.." Jason chimed in before he went to go shower quickly.
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"You're right I hate being stared at. I am sincerely sorry, I am still getting used to the idea of the wider cosmos out there" And he meant it too, he hated being perceived too much and there he was practically gawking.
Nick sat down and when she sat down next to her his cheekbones flushed just because he could smell her sweet perfume. He'd drink the offered tea though, he was surprised she sat down next to him and not Giovanni.
"It was meant to be your husband...it's gonna be Phillip so at least we can count on good cheese platters. After last year they really are trying to put their best foot forward but...and you didn't hear it from me...it's going downhill and it might just be the last one" Giovanni did love to gossip with her, he might as well been a teenager all over again listening to Rose and her gaggle of hens gossip the day away.
But they were here for another purpose and on top of it noticed how the housemates crowded to take a look at the new resident, he knew Nick found crowds awful, poor thing must hate every bit of this.
"If Rosie says I am invited to dinner then I will have dinner. Why don't you guys show me to the veranda, I will take these...and I teach you how to dazzle a crowd" he pointed to the girl with the long rabbit ears.
He adored his young adoring crowd and he shifted them all away for Nick and Rose to be able to have a conversation in private.
"It doesn't stop" Nick spoke defeated. "They never stop...Not when I am awake, not when I am asleep, not when I take a bath..." he was exhausted beyond measure.
"Giovanni saved my life I'm pretty sure. He said I was having a seizure, felt like a seizure. He helped, he did a thing and it helped but like drywall getting pummeled it didn't last...Shadowcrest silences the ones outside but-" Shadowcrest was a very very old house full of those that wanted to tell thing to Gio but were never heard.
Even the coos of adoration for Zatanna's twirl in her dress felt like a stab in his eyeball.
Giovanni thought him very talented, to be able to learn his tutored lessons despite the white noise in his head...if Nick could stop them he'd be magnificent.
"I'm sure you have bigger problems to solve than one necromancers folly" Gods he could cry right about now.
"As you wish" Nick would excuse himself and find a room, a random door opened at the very very end of the second floor hallway and he simply was too tired to question it. This must be his room.
It was tidy. Cozy. Not big but not a rat's nest either, just big enough to fit his things, just small enough to be a nest. He should bathe...but he led down on the bed on top of the covers and the cool fabric of the bedding just....felt so nice.
The mattress was so comfortable...his body was sinking....sinking....sinking....
The world became nothing but blurred darkness.
It's in the forest
Nick jolted awake and looked around. His wrist watch still showed the same time it did when they entered the House.
There was noise outside of people getting ready to head to dinner.
Nick would rush through a wash, opting to just take that hot shower and if he had to attend dinner with wet hair so be it.
He stood outside the door of the room next to his.
He could do this.
Knock knock.
"Do you have a hairdryer?" he asked.
"What's hair." the young elemental questioned.
"This?" Nick wagged his wet hair.
"Oh we call it Terran fur."
"Do you have a hairdryer?"
"No I don't have hair. Or need drying"
"Nevermind" Wet hair at dinner it was.
"Sorry if I'm late. My watch stopped" Nick apologized and found that there was no seat empty next to Giovanni.
He'd just sit there at the end of the table out of the way.

“Nonsense darling, you deserve everything Gio can spare you. For our paths to cross like this means that you are special. Out of 7 billion people in this world, the Arcane has chosen you, and the House of Mystery has taken you in.
You are meant for things, my dear.” Rose soothed Nick gently when she sat next to him, her Unseen Servant fetching over a pot of freshly brewed lavender tea. Fine Wedgewood teacups and saucers floated over and presented themselves in neat fashion.
“Jam?” She asked Giovanni as the Unseen Servant poured tea for three. Rose’s hand lifted a hint, and a tin of shortbread biscuits floated over to the table, with serving plates and a tiny jug of cream.
“You can have it with the tea as well.”
“Didn’t your mother ever tell you that staring is rude?” The goldfish somehow could talk beyond its floating glass bowl!
“You wouldn’t like me staring at you like you’ve got six hands and no feet!”
“Hey, I resent that!” The boy in the wheelchair piped up finally. “Also you can’t help but stare, Goldie! You have no eyelids!!”
“Not my fault I was born this way!”
“Hahaha!”
Nick’s new House-mates were young and amicable.

“Now now boys, girls. I’m trying to get to know our dear new friend better. After he’s settled in his room, you can have your turn and only if he’s amenable. We do not impose ourselves on others. Understand?” Rose had to remind the lot that the adults were talking.
“Yes Rose!”
“Sorry Rose!”
“B-but-“
“Can we sit next to him at dinner?”
“Is Mr Zatara staying for dinner? Can Mr Zatara please stay for dinner? We can share plates!”
“Yes! We’ll make space! I’ll bring up the extra chair from the reading lounge!”
“Well well, why not ask him yourselves, darlings?”
“Mr Zatara please can you please stay for dinner please?”
“Yes please Mr Zatara!”
One of the young ones already had their face smudged brown with chocolate coin. Minnow was tutting when she helped to clean it up with a washcloth larger than she was.
“My schedule is always open for your beautiful little girl, my darling. Also speaking of which, the Gala’s around the corner. I haven’t gotten my dress ready. Are you performing this year? Last year’s menu was ghastly…!” It had been a while since Rose last saw Giovanni, and so she had to grasp his wrist in excitement to upend the latest gossip.
“Who’s in charge this time?”
Then to Nicholas, she would hide a chuckle and apologise for her girlish display.
“I’m sorry my darling. Your Giovanni is also a very very dear friend of mine and I have not seen his precious face in ages. But we shall leave the catchup for later. How is your tea?
About the headaches and the voices you have been experiencing, is this related to your link with the Dead? We can harness and control the flow of information coming from the ether, perhaps that would ease your pain.”
Rose did notice how exhausted Nick looked.
“We can pick this up tomorrow, my dear. How about I bring you upstairs to your room so that you can wash up and rest for now?”
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"Maybe you should be more respectful of your mother's privacy and not talk about her terrible life experiences to practical strangers. Just a suggestion, it's kinda disrespectful to her." Nick cared about manners, apperantly he ought to now consider that he'd be worried about Theo dying of sugar long before his nightly activities caught up to him.
Want any coffee with all that sugar?
"Every action rises a reaction. Do what helps you sleep at night but do it for yourself. Altruism turns to ash pretty fast when your actions make everything worse. And they will, maybe not for a while but everything has a cost-the Cosmos balances" Like the magic he borrowed to escape Gotham, he took something that was never meant to belong to him so in return the Arcane would take something too.
Maybe something small, the scales of random luck tipping the other way slightly.
Maybe something big.
Nick too would have to pay his due for sharing it.
Nick sparked another cigarette.
"Yea her and Batgirl." Theo nodded as he sipped his black coffee with a lot of sugar in it. "Well it's not that.. it's hard to explain.."
He ordered the same as Nick when it came to food. He looked back at Nick once the waiter was gone. "Mom had a lot of people die in front of her or around her..so she's kind of not wanting that to happen to me..either." He set his coffee cup down on the saucer.
"I can handle it though. I trained hard..and I want to help people.."
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"Your mom is pally pally with....what's her name." he snapped his fingers trying to think, they all had these stupid bird names. "Ah...tip of my tongue" It annoyed him that it wasn't coming to him. "Canary that's it. You Gothamites and your aviaries" he rolled his eyes at this whole hobby of playing dress up on the streets.
One step away from the larpers that closed off Central Park in July to make believe. "Whatever floats your boats I guess" Nick was a pretty live and let live sort of guy if they let him be.
"It's the problem with parenting now a days. No kid is allowed to scrape their knees and eat dirt anymore. I'm glad I grew up when I did" A black coffee with no sugar was placed in front of him as the young waiter came to take their order.
Where's Maryse? I brought her Nutella croissant.
"I'll bring that home to her she's studying"
Is her tummy still weird?
"You'll have to ask her , I don't discuss a lady's bathroom habits" Nick fobbed off this whole conversation, it was sweet to see their young crush blossom but he lacked a sweet tooth for it.
"The egg on toast, butter not margarine, brown bread" he ordered.
Theo held onto every single word Nick spoke as the boundaries. He nodded slowly at that. Respecting his decision and enforcement of no public displays of affection, especially in front of his apprentice. "I understand," Nick. I won't make you compromise that ever. Your reputation will remain how it is."
"Yea breakfast sounds good." He glanced over at his fried suit. "I'm going to need to repair it your magic barrier or whatever fried the fuck out of it...my mom is probably blowing up my phone too worried sick..I'm glad she was out in Metropolis during that whole epidemic.."
"I haven't been to Brooklyn or really outside of Gotham til now.." He confessed.
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"Says the man with the lopsided beard. What d'you do to piss of your barber so much he let you walk out like this"
He was...well not the most handsome man, she was certain she'd met more handsome men before but she could not recall them now. If he was smiling she looked like she wore a coat hanger in her mouth. Maybe he could be interesting for a while.
"Hm I don't know why don't you move your flat ass out of the way and I'll take a look." Dinah shoved him out of the way and climbed on his Valkyrie starting the bike. Her Shadow Phantom Abs was a decent bike but his was beefy. Nice custom parts, her V twin engine was no match for his six cylinder.
Vroom.
"Right thanks sucker" She'd blow him a kiss and drive off but only ten meters and then circle him. "Grab your helmet then-"
No she would not be riding her bike next to his, she'd be riding his bike and make Oliver Queen ride bitch. "Come on now sweetheart you ain't got nowhere else to be-"
One chance. Leave his ego behind and hop on behind her or stand by his so precious macho masculinity and she'd hop off his bike and he'd never see her again.
"It's like you ain't even trying. Honestly it's embarrassing."
What a woman, what a captivating enthralling...no entrancing woman. How that brief contact against his cheek made him almost melt, yearn for more. Before he could even react she was gone once more leaning against her bike.
"Ha- alright you little hoodlum, anything else you wanna point out or are we gonna have some fun?" Why was he smiling like this. What sort of spell was weaved through her soft hair that captured him like so, she was made to ruin him. That was it, this must be it. Moths fly excited into the very flame that burns them and Oliver rode into the whirlwind that would uproot everything he until now held as true.
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"Asshole"
He was such an ass how dare he! Dinah was not a girl easily impressed by a man, men were fawning over her left right and center and none as of yet was above the rest. Even Oliver Queen was just another handsome face in a sea of dozens but at least he could talk shop.
She would not kiss him but she would torment him with lack of space. Her hand when on his shoulder and her cheek pressed against his bearded one. A man like that was made to be tortured and tormented and what was sweeter torment than to have her so close and yet get nothing past the sort of affection he'd receive from one of the many politician's wives in his soirees.
"Your exhaust needs cleaning."
"What is a girl like you doing in a nice place like this"
What a bombshell! How do you get a girl like her to spare you a second glance but to banter with her, talk to her, the whole world belonged at her feet and yet even when he knelt and offered it he was met with disdain because it was easy for him. She was not wrong.
The only thing she wanted to talk about was not him, it was a barrage of questions about his Honda Valkyrie, the only thing that spared him a second of her attention was his passion for his bike, that he modified and worked on it and not just pay someone to do it for him. He was hoping for dinner, for dancing, but his only appealing feature was being a biker, then a bike ride she'd be invited to.
Oliver Queen + @adventurepunks for that plotty plot
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"What that you're stinkie? Extremely serious, you smell like a boy's locker room after field practice and a congratulatory circle jerk" Roy knew what he meant but he wasn't entertaining the thought of answering him.
"Oh it's a we now is it? We want you involved. I miss out all the gossip not going on that mission, huh? Nice to be thought off-" Did not even bother to open his eyes, blindly placed the coffee mug against his lips.
"More sugar"
Jason went to go shower before he heard Roy's words as his ears went red. "Wa..it are you serious?" Looking over his shoulder at him. Just shocked.
Kat placed the coffee in Roy's hand so he could be comfortable on the couch. Her cheeks flushed just as red hearing Roy talk so casual about it. "Roy.. um I'm sure Jason would agree we umm we want you involved too. Not just me and him..that is.."
"Yea it should be the three of us.." Jason chimed in before he went to go shower quickly.
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"You should call her. Phone is by the fridge"
Right by the wall by the fridge was one of the three phones in the house. It would be a shame if a missing person's report was filed and their tête-à-tête in the promenade was cut short by an angry mother's rants...or something of that ilk.
"Again profanity in my house. Lilith below must I wash your mouth with soap young man? I'll forgive it in anger or when we were hurling threats at each other but honestly, kiss your mother with such a potty mouth?" It soiled him, he was such a handsome young Adonis, he should be carrying himself as such.
"Really? It's an awfully large world out there Theo you ought to see it if for the very least because it will make you appreciate home. In all the beauty of this world and others, none compare to New York" He had a great love for his home city.
"I want this back" Nick demanded handing Theo a folded straight out of the presser white shirt. It would be a little short on him but youths these days wore their sleeves rolled up all the time.
Didn't they?
Nick was reading a page of his book waiting for Theo to change and the moment the young Adonis descended the stairs he closed it.
Willow street in Brooklyn was as good a place as any for a sorcerer to live. Specially when his chosen abode sat right on top of a nexus point.
At the very edge of the promenade a humble bakery & cafe slung it's goods to rushing take away patrons and those who preferred to take in the view on it's metal chairs and tables right outside.
They'd walk there and Nick offered him a cigarette.
"There- doesn't it seem like a world away" Nick pulled out a metal chair for Theo and then sat down himself pointing to the Gotham bridge in the long distance across the bay, barely visible.
"Tell me about your mother." He was not a man that bothered with chit chat not when you could simply ask what you wanted to know. "Does she know you're playing Robin Hood at night?" How else would he talk about it in public without saying the words.
Theo held onto every single word Nick spoke as the boundaries. He nodded slowly at that. Respecting his decision and enforcement of no public displays of affection, especially in front of his apprentice. "I understand," Nick. I won't make you compromise that ever. Your reputation will remain how it is."
"Yea breakfast sounds good." He glanced over at his fried suit. "I'm going to need to repair it your magic barrier or whatever fried the fuck out of it...my mom is probably blowing up my phone too worried sick..I'm glad she was out in Metropolis during that whole epidemic.."
"I haven't been to Brooklyn or really outside of Gotham til now.." He confessed.
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@katarinawilliams
He was a busy busy man. Of course he was, he ran a gym, a nightclub, co-ceo of a conglomerate, she understood perfectly that he simply had a lot of work to do as it was what afforded him all these luxuries he flaunted. And he ought to flaunt them too! Hard work should pay off.
It was no bother seeing him just after his working lunch, she'd even pick him up, he'd have to worry about nothing she promised. She'd take care of everything and all he had to do is be at the front door of his gym and she'd swoop in and rescue him from all his work for a little respite.
Van Halen blasted out of her Fiat 500 convertible.
"Hey stud" she greeted lowering her sunglasses to admire him. She had warned him to wear comfortable clothes and shoes but that was all the hint he would get.
"Don't even ask where we are going because I am not telling you. You sit back and look hot and you will know when we get there."
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Roy looked at him as if he was a king, no a god, no a god king. He was a man above all men, the sort of man that lesser men trembled in the presence of and he deemed little ol' him worthy to be in his presence. Oliver's attention was like the sun, how cold it felt when it wasn't on him. Like food offered to a beggar, water to the lost in the blazing desert.
How could anyone ever compare to this man. To Arrow, to Oliver Jonas Queen but he sure as hell was going to make him proud for choosing him to bestow his attention, no his affection too.
"No, thank you for having me" he parroted Oliver's voice.
Praise him, he practiced so hard.
Anything, he'd do anything for Oliver to look at him proudly. Even learn to live in this brick and mortar and devoid of nature city. The concrete of Star city felt like it was suffocating him but he'd endure!
For the Arrow believed in him. He could do anything.
starter call + @adventurepunks
"You look almost perfect"
Oliver wrapped a tie around Roy's collar and tied it for him, he could easily get used to being looked at like that, green eyes full of admiration. Oliver lacked purpose drifting through banality, even vigilantism didn't fullfill him. He thought marrying Dinah would fullfill him, his soulmate, the love of his life, less than a year in they agreed to open their marriage and he got bored of that too.
Got jealous of men touching what belonged to him. A heartfelt plea that they ought to just be with each other and she fell in his arms again having heared what she knew was not true but so desperately wanted to believe it was true.
But Roy Harper, poor little broken teen that looked at him so full of awe, would fullfill him he decided. He'd fix him, mould him, Dinah didn't want them to have children together but she'd easily be persuaded to mother a teenager with nowhere else to go. She was already a mentor to young heroes, to children, Roy would give her something to make her happy too.
"One hour and we will leave I promise." he petted Roy's cheek and gave him a wink. "Remember what we practiced, now thank you for having me."
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"Go shower stinkie" Roy shoved him away because Jason really was ripe. Well, was it wrong he could be into it, into his disgusting sweaty body...never mind he'd stop thinking about it right now.
Roy groaned.
"Everyone wants to just talk talk talk. What's there to frickin' talk about. He wants to fuck you, you'd like to have him fuck you, if that is what you want just do it and stop talking about it" Roy yawned and opened his hand clearly demanding that this mug of coffee would be placed in his hand so he can continue being horizontal on the couch.
"Fuck sake it's 2019, just hurry up and do it and spare my ears from all this talk of feelings."
"I don't mind Jaybird. Really, you deserve to be happy. I told you it's all gonna work out aces for you. To have everything you want to have."
Jason went over to Roy kissing him. "Sorry, I thought we were quiet. I didn't want to wake you."
"I got coffee brewing." Kat shouted out from the kitchen as she was already dressed.
Jason nodded, "Ok we can go get burger king but can I go shower really quick?" "Thanks for cleaning the scopes." He kissed him once more. "Wanna take a shower with me?" He leaned down to whisper to Roy.
"I wanna talk to you about last night with the truth or dare thing.."
Kat poured the coffee for the three of them setting the mugs down. "Yea.. I know I got a bit drunk and I'm sorry about that but..I might have said or did some things that were acting on some hidden feelings.."
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There was deafening silence after Theo's statement for a fair few seconds until Maryse chewed her spoon of cereal. She knew it, she was staring at the awkward way Nick made coffee and to give him some dignity she would leave. "I will go gather my books" she simply abandoned her bowl of cereal and dash up the stairs to her room.
"I must ask that you understand discretion." Nick scolded albeit very lightly. "I keep my personal life very private and as handsome and mesmerizing as you are I can not allow my pupil to have any reason to gossip. Nineteen year olds have notoriously immature minds and loose tongues. I am not the sort of man that will allow for public displays of affection in front of those to who have not earned the right to perceive what is to me sacred. As far as my apprentices know I am inhumane, fear nothing, feel no pain and merely exist to be their rock, their tether in the whirlpool of the arcane that never stops attempting to pull them in three directions. I have very little for myself, courtship even as young as ours is sacred and I wish to for a little while, not share it, to not endure the scrutiny of judgement or praise which ever for then it is no longer something of mine. It belongs to the eyes of those who beheld it. Not hiding...not not advertising either" Nick set the first of the boundaries Theo would have to respect should he wish to be with him. In the presence of his apprentice Nick was her teacher, the men that inspire us must remain an idealist version of what we need and not mere mortal men.
"How about breakfast you must be starving. Away from work. Your equipment will be safe here until you can arrange for a ride back to Gotham. Have you ever visited the Brooklyn promenade? You can almost see Gotham across the bay." Sort of.
Theo woke up from the knocking. "Just a second."
He put on some pants at least before he answered the door. He was still shirtless so Nick could see all the scars and marks he had on his body from being a vigilante.
One day, he was going to get some tattoos on his body too he just had to decide on what exactly and location. His uncle Jack had a few tattoos, and he liked how they looked.
"Gives us time to get to know each other more." Theo smirked. "I love coffee." He grabbed his shirt to put it back on.
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"It's fine I mean normally I don't advertise that sort of thing about me.." Jack stated. "It took some time really considering my father was very against those types of relationships.."
Jack finished his meal and the last glass of his wine. "Of course so now we won't be disappointed in how either way it goes now that we've talked about it that is. I do hope for more than just a fling but let's see how well we connect."
The waiter came by "dessert?" He offered.
"You can always take it to go, Lilith." Jack smiled as he didn't mind the bill. It was his treat after all.
Once the decision was made.
"Trying to rush me to bed already? Just wanna see me naked don't you..." He teased.
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"Well I can imagine it's very hard to not have the support of those that are meant to love you unconditionally. My adoptive parents are the sweetest people but..." Terrified of me. She couldn't say it not without him asking questions.
"There's things that I can't talk to them about without it being a whole thing. So I understand not being able to be yourself in it's entirety until much later" she squeezed his hand in support.
Good God he'd have to fight her to pay for their meal , quietly and discreetly so none of the other tables could really hear them but she kept insisting to at least pay for the wine. The cocktail then. The ballet service. Something !
At the end she relented and just said thank you as long as she got to pick up the tab at their next date. Which meant she was hoping for a second date.
In the elevator her hand pushed against his chest and on her tiptoes she stood to kiss him.
"I'm kinda mad at you you're not already naked if I am to be honest"
"I'm staying at the Powers hotel" A beautiful art themed hotel in the upper east side, each room was decorated featuring art from local artists.
Or they could go to his, which ever really. Driver's choice.
"It's fine I mean normally I don't advertise that sort of thing about me.." Jack stated. "It took some time really considering my father was very against those types of relationships.."
Jack finished his meal and the last glass of his wine. "Of course so now we won't be disappointed in how either way it goes now that we've talked about it that is. I do hope for more than just a fling but let's see how well we connect."
The waiter came by "dessert?" He offered.
"You can always take it to go, Lilith." Jack smiled as he didn't mind the bill. It was his treat after all.
Once the decision was made.
"Trying to rush me to bed already? Just wanna see me naked don't you..." He teased.
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"Are you gonna kiss me awake or what Jaybird"
Roy had stirred at their return of course he did for it was near impossible to take all that gear off without making a noise.
"At least make me a coffee or something. I worked hard to clean your scopes for ya " Was he gonna acknowledge that he kissed him this morning ?
Were they all gonna pretend yesterday didn't happen ?
Who knew.
"I want burger king"
"Okay.. we'll be back before you know it." Kat smiled even if Roy slapped her ass. She gave him a long kiss before putting her helmet on.
Jason blushed at the slap on his ass. Stealing a kiss from Roy. "Don't over it..ok?" He understood why Roy opted out. He didn't want a relapse and who could blame him. He was surprised Kat was tagging along, considering her own battles.
--a few hours pass--
Jason and Kat return to the safehouse. The warehouse was blown up along with the drugs. Both saw Roy snoring on the couch. Also Both had adrenaline still rushing through their blood. They took off their gear sweaty.
Kat eyed Jason just like she did last night during their truth or dare. "I..umm..I'm gonna go shower.." She had to resist the urge. Going into the bathroom as the shower started up.
Jason nodded as he watched Kat disappear, stripping into the shower as he bit his lip. The urge to go follow her was getting to him. They got close in that mission, too, and since Roy wasn't present, it was tempting then to give in, but he didn't.
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And that he did. He saw right through whatever this Sanguine persona was he put on and armoured himself with and saw a sweet young man clinging to his every touch. The sharpened breath , the dilated pupils, sweet summer fruit ripe for the taking.
He was so wonderfully obedient.
The third room was nothing but a cot and a spare wardrobe lacking all decor but baring the evidence there was once an inhabitant a long while ago.
What a long day the youth had, may he find restful sleep in the embrace of the Dreaming.
Willow street in Brooklyn was quieter except for 4 am on Thursday morning when all the cafes in the promenade had their deliveries arrive beeping horns and clattering equipment. On the outside number 150 looked just like any other brownstone on the street.
Knock knock.
"Your city is on the news" Nick knocked on the door of the smallest bedroom to rise him to go look at the news on the TV downstairs. Efforts were on the way to restore the city, Gotham bridge would not re open until past afternoon.
"Guess you're stuck in New York few more hours" Nick mused.
Maryse who was chewing her cereal had purposely stopped chewing to listen in. So the young man stayed over, interesting , interesting.
"Coffee?" He offered, Nick lived on the stuff.
Theo blushed being called Adonis and beautiful boy. He felt him pull away some and the icy touch on his cheek. Just him speaking he felt really seen. Like Nick saw through him.
"It's um been a while.." He confessed. Unable to move away, just enjoying his touches to his face. When his jaw and bottom lip were thumb, he could have lost all control right there. His breath sharpened, and his pupils dilated some. Yea, he was touch starved bad.
"O..ok.." He swallowed before following the instructions going to the third room down the hall and upstairs. Finding the bed as he got comfortable taking off his shirt. He got under the covers just in his underwear as he always ran hot. Closing his eyes to finally rest.
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