#Jasn Todd x reader

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Thirst trap Soft Dom Jason just being a simp it's even a minute since he's made an appearance.

Or disabled reader being comfy enough, like the stars aligned enough. They deserve it

"Jason are you going to-"

"Whatever it is no," He said, straddling his bike. He was going home. Now. It was a rare occurrence where you were both horny and had less pain. Not that he didn't enjoy your love life as it was.

But.

He liked the days where he didn't have to be as gentle- where he could try some new things with you. Or at least some more positions. Get a little more adventurous.

Not never not once would he tell you these were his favorite days. Ever. He knew it would hurt you. Or worse, make you insecure. He didn't want that. He didn't want you to feel ashamed of what you needed.

Because even on the hard days, when you didn't feel up to doing much more than going down on him or laying back and being a pillow princess for him, it was good. Really good. The connection and the security was immaculate. He enjoyed it, A lot.

"But-"

"Nope, it's my night off. And I miss my girl."

Missed you was an understatement. He didn't remember when the last time was he'd had sex with you. But. He was gonna do it tonight. As long as you felt up to it. As much as you needed. Because even if he was a big boy who could take care of himself, nothing felt as good as you.

[xxgoblin-dumplingxx]

Forever thinking about the reader reuniting with jason after many years as adults and she’s just staring in awe at how much he physically towers over her now in height compared to when they were younger (noting that he was canonically pretty short as robin) and she just. can’t. absolutely FLUSHED. like how..

"Jay!" you yelp, jumping uselessly to try and take your book back. "Will you fight fair?"

"Fuck no," he snorted. "I want some fucking tacos- and I can't get said tacos by myse-"

"Is it because Abuela Maria judges your Spanish?" you ask, smirking.

"Listen," he said, "Not all of us have the ear for-'

"Aww Jaybird," you tease, "I can tutor-"

But before you can finish, he rounds on you, picking you up by the shoulders and pinning you to the wall. Not hard enough or high enough to hurt, but absolutely firmly enough to make you gasp in surprise. "Jason-"

Before he could have never. He wasn't even a head taller than you. Both of you were scrawny and malnourished. Jason got a little better- filled out some and stacked on some lean corded muscle after coming to the manor. But this? This was just not fair.

And you knew as he smirked down at you that he KNEW what he was doing.

"Listen, Pockets," he said softly. "Either you come get tacos with me willingly or I carry you out of here like a sack of potatoes."

You pout at him and his smirk turns into a grin, "Don't look so grumpy, precious," he teased. "Grumpy girls don't get ice cream. They get spankings."

"What do I have to be to get both?" you ask innocently, giving him your best doe eyes, complete with a curious little head tilt, barely keeping from giggling when he visibly chokes a little.

Sure, he was bigger than you now. But there were some ways you would always have the upper hand.