-- broken wings

[[indie RP blog for Talon!Tim Drake based on Earth-3]]

[owled]

Wings

//I don’t remember I’ve posted this, so. I think I wanted to continue it.

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2015/11/25 Jason was laying on his back in the bed, the cover was lazily dropped over his hips. He was smoking. Tim was laying next to him, spread, naked and dirty, smelling like sex. He sighed, then he moved, slowly, rolled on his side and he turned to Jason, resting his chest on the man's arm. He watched Jason, study his features, like he wanted to sheer the memory of him. He tilted his head and rested it on his own shoulder, still looking at the man.

"Jason."

"Hm?"

"Have you ever seen an angel?"

Jason was silent for a short. He didn't look at Tim. He exhaled the blue smoke. He shook his head. "No." He finally turned towards Tim. "You?"

Tim seemed he was thinking. "You mean when Thomas saved me? Maybe I thought he was an angel... but just for a very short time, secnds. Then I realized I was wrong." He was silent and he seemed he was wondering. "Sometimes I think you're an angel."

Jason smiled. He butt his cigarette and ruffled Tim's hair. "But I don't have fluffly wings of white feathers, Timmy."

Tim chuckled. "Silly, angels don't have wings like humans think. We can't see them. Or not always."

"So, you're saying you can see my wings?"

Tim smiled at Jason a little dreamy, like he'd know a lot of things others don't. "All the time," he whispered.

[owled]

breaking the rules

[owled]

deadrobinreturned

Jason grimaced slightly at the words and rolled his eyes. And he only lowered his gun slightly to indicitake that he was still on his guard but wouldn’t attack for now.

“Not a fan of playing with people that hide daggers on their body.”

Tim spread his arms. “Well, I’m sorry, but an assassin carries around some of their favourite knifes,” he shrugged, then he lowered his arms.

He smiled. “Too bad. Then I go and find someone else. I’m sure there’s somebody who would play with me. This is Gotham after all.” His smile widened into a grin, then he took his daggers back.

[deadrobinreturned]

“Yeah yeah, I know.” He rolled his eyes. Only thing he knew of was that he needed to keep this guy away from civilians, who knew what damage he could cause?

“Sorry but no. Not gonna let you run amok in Gotham.” He smirked slightly.

[owled]

Tim kept smiling at Jason. “I don’t remember I’ve asked your permission to leave,” he told him placing back his last dagger too. “I offered you to accompany me, but he said no. Now you say I can’t leave either. Make up your mind, you’re not a woman.”

He crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Or just try to stop me.”

[deadrobinreturned]

“Okay now that’s just rude.” He grimaced at being called that but he was not gonna explain himself to the other.

Without a word or any indication, he shot towards Tim’s leg.

[owled]

“Like I care,” Tim shrugged, and he watched the man. He didn’t even try to hide his amused grin. Better to tease Jason than listening to the voices in his head.

He dodged the shot. “Please, Jason, I expected more from you. You really thought I wasn’t trained for this?” He danced to the man and placed a hand lightly on Jason’s extended arm. “No need for violence. Did I attacked you or threaten you?”

[deadrobinreturned]

Jason scoffed, he knew the other would dodge, he hadn’t even really been discreet as well.

“You told me to stop you, I intend to do just that.” His lips turned into a smirk.

[owled]

Tim pouted, then he sighed. “You really are one of Jasons. No matter which universe,” he said. 

He dropped himself down to sit on the rooftop. “I should just let you kill me.” He looked up. “Do it, that would be a favour for everyone. I won’t resist.”

[owled]

breaking the rules

[owled]

deadrobinreturned

Jason grimaced slightly at the words and rolled his eyes. And he only lowered his gun slightly to indicitake that he was still on his guard but wouldn’t attack for now.

“Not a fan of playing with people that hide daggers on their body.”

Tim spread his arms. “Well, I’m sorry, but an assassin carries around some of their favourite knifes,” he shrugged, then he lowered his arms.

He smiled. “Too bad. Then I go and find someone else. I’m sure there’s somebody who would play with me. This is Gotham after all.” His smile widened into a grin, then he took his daggers back.

[deadrobinreturned]

“Yeah yeah, I know.” He rolled his eyes. Only thing he knew of was that he needed to keep this guy away from civilians, who knew what damage he could cause?

“Sorry but no. Not gonna let you run amok in Gotham.” He smirked slightly.

[owled]

Tim kept smiling at Jason. “I don’t remember I’ve asked your permission to leave,” he told him placing back his last dagger too. “I offered you to accompany me, but he said no. Now you say I can’t leave either. Make up your mind, you’re not a woman.”

He crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Or just try to stop me.”

[deadrobinreturned]

“Okay now that’s just rude.” He grimaced at being called that but he was not gonna explain himself to the other.

Without a word or any indication, he shot towards Tim’s leg.

[owled]

“Like I care,” Tim shrugged, and he watched the man. He didn’t even try to hide his amused grin. Better to tease Jason than listening to the voices in his head.

He dodged the shot. “Please, Jason, I expected more from you. You really thought I wasn’t trained for this?” He danced to the man and placed a hand lightly on Jason’s extended arm. “No need for violence. Did I attacked you or threaten you?”

[doodlypoofles]

old doodle i found

[comebackinred]

Look, @owled, it’s us! : D

[owled]

//Can’t wait for this to happen :3

[owled]

breaking the rules

[owled]

deadrobinreturned

Jason grimaced slightly at the words and rolled his eyes. And he only lowered his gun slightly to indicitake that he was still on his guard but wouldn’t attack for now.

“Not a fan of playing with people that hide daggers on their body.”

Tim spread his arms. “Well, I’m sorry, but an assassin carries around some of their favourite knifes,” he shrugged, then he lowered his arms.

He smiled. “Too bad. Then I go and find someone else. I’m sure there’s somebody who would play with me. This is Gotham after all.” His smile widened into a grin, then he took his daggers back.

[deadrobinreturned]

“Yeah yeah, I know.” He rolled his eyes. Only thing he knew of was that he needed to keep this guy away from civilians, who knew what damage he could cause?

“Sorry but no. Not gonna let you run amok in Gotham.” He smirked slightly.

[owled]

Tim kept smiling at Jason. “I don’t remember I’ve asked your permission to leave,” he told him placing back his last dagger too. “I offered you to accompany me, but he said no. Now you say I can’t leave either. Make up your mind, you’re not a woman.”

He crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Or just try to stop me.”

[comebackinred]

Starter || closed

[owled]

A part of Tim expected as soon as Jason wakes up, he will kick him out of the bed, hurry to get dressed and yelling at him. But instead Jason was still nice and it made Tim smile.

He closed his eyes and snuggled into the strong, holding arms. He felt Jason pulled him even closer, and his breath stroked his skin. Tim didn’t know what was happening to him. Tears filled his eyes and he tried to focus on breathing not to cry.

Then his eyes opened quickly and widened. He couldn’t help himself and he chuckled. “I can feel you’re really happy to cuddle with me,” he whispered, then he squirmed and turned to face with Jason. He snuggled back, pressing his face to the man’s chest. To his soft, hairy chest. Tim chuckled again and he wrapped an arm around Jason’s waist and flatted his palm on the man’s back.

[comebackinred]

❝… You’re warm.❞ He answered, making it sound like it was oblivious. But it wasn’t really the answer he wanted to say, but it was the best he could manage. His brain was to sleep drunken to focus on a conversation. So he didn’t noticed the others tears. His own eyes still closed, he was only listening.

Than he shifted a little, pushing his foot out to test the temperature in the room. …It was only seconds before he pulled it back under the warm blanket, with a speed that every speedster would be jealous. Nope. To cold to stay up. Seems like the header hadn’t jumped to live yet.

❝Don’t expect that I will move anytime soon.. I decided to stay here until the header kicks in. Could take a while.. so bear with me, I will keep you.❞

His words were softly muttered, and he smiled as he felt that the other cuddled closer. ❝… You really like it, hu?❞ He asked amused, opening one eye to look Tims snuggling with his chest

❝And I thought you like me because of my great personality.❞

[owled]

“You’re warm too,” Tim answered - mumbled into Jason’s skin.

Tim frowned, then he shook his head - rubbing his face to Jason. “I don’t want you to move, not even a little,” he answered, hoping he will reassure the man. He buried his face deepen into the soft skin, then he tensed and froze. His brain screamed ‘yes, please, keep me, keep me, keep me’, but he didn’t dare to say anything. So he just hummed. “That would be great,” he whispered.

He looked up at Jason, chin dig into the man’s chest. He grinned. “Yes, I told it amuses me,” he said, then he turned back to the broad chest (with hair). “I like your great personality too,” he added letting his eyes close.

[owled]

breaking the rules

[owled]

deadrobinreturned

Jason grimaced slightly at the words and rolled his eyes. And he only lowered his gun slightly to indicitake that he was still on his guard but wouldn’t attack for now.

“Not a fan of playing with people that hide daggers on their body.”

Tim spread his arms. “Well, I’m sorry, but an assassin carries around some of their favourite knifes,” he shrugged, then he lowered his arms.

He smiled. “Too bad. Then I go and find someone else. I’m sure there’s somebody who would play with me. This is Gotham after all.” His smile widened into a grin, then he took his daggers back.

[comebackinred]

Having 'fun' | closed

[owled]

Tim kept looking at Jason, then a wry smile appeard on the corner of his lips. He shook his head. “Not at all,” he answered. “But I would do it for you. I don’t want you to be alone,” he answered. He was alone so far, standing in front of Thomas when he was angry or thought torturing him will entertain him. He won’t let Jason face with him all by himself. And it doesn’t matter if he will get punished for it. At least he will know what did he wrong.

He took a deep breath and straightned his back. He gently touched Jason’s arm. “Let’s go. And don’t forget, I’m behind you.” And watch your back.

[comebackinred]

The answer surprised him, and he felt suddenly bad. He hadn’t given him enough credit before. The ‘thank you’ was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t force it over his lips. Instead, he hugged the other. It helped him to steady himself as well. But it was only a moment, before he let him go, turning around to head for the hidden entrance who would bring him to Thomas.

❝C'mon Babybird, we have some questions to ask. ❞ He said, the forced calmness showing on his face. Who thought this boring lessons with Talia would help him to face Thomas someday? He even could chuckle softy over the thoughts.

But his smile dropped soon, as he and Tim followed down the stairs. It had creept him out as he was young, now? Not so much. It was more the man himself that make him anxious. And when he was already speaking of the devil.. ❝Thomas.❞

It was a simple greeting, one were the other didn’t even mind to look at Jason. His face turned still at the screen in front of him. And damn, he was glad to have Tim with him. ❝… May I ask why you decided to.. 'let me back into the family’? Last time I checked, you still tried to get rid of me.❞ His words didn’t possessed any sharpness, it was a neutral voice he used to ask. Maybe it was blunt, maybe stupid, to call it out like that. But it would make it easier. Nothing to purposely misunderstanding his question.

[owled]

Tim took a step back, but Jason was there-- well, Jason’s arms were there and they were wrapped around him. Then he realised it was a hug. He held his breath and he snuggled into the hug. He even let himself smile too. A real smile, hidden into Jason’s chest from the whole world.

Then the man pushed him away and he knew he shouldn’t say anything. So he didn’t. We have questions. No, just Jason had questions, but Tim stayed quiet. He followed Jason down into the Cave, already thinking about what to do, analysing the situation. What will Jason do? Just talk? Or he will lose his temper again and attack Thomas? Thomas will talk? Will wait or attack immediately? Tim tilted his head as he was thinking, eyes wandering on the stairs’ wall, the cracks.

And there were Thomas. Jason stopped, and he stayed behind him. Not because he was afraid. Okay, not just because of it. He watched Jason’s back and the way down. He kept his hands next to his sides, but body tensed, ready for fighting.

“I don’t remember I asked for a partner either,” he said quietly.

[owled]

breaking the rules

Tim tried to shoo the smoke away. It was an unpleasant side-effect of the portal he used to get into the different universe. Just to explore, not to explode it. He will try, but he didn’t promise anything.

He grinned, and the smoke finally vanished and he could look around in Gotham.

[deadrobinreturned]

Jason had noticed the teen from far away as the smoke faded. Looking closer, he saw it was definitely Tim but not his Tim. No, a Tim from a different universe and he really hated the multiverse.

Dropping down on the roof, he pulled his gun. “Mind telling me why you visiting?”

[owled]

A gun. How exciting. Tim tilted his head and he grinned at man. “Jason,” he whispered and he looked over the other. Not much difference, huh? They could have a lot of fun!

“Hey, why’s the weapon for? I don’t want to attack you.” He slowly raised his hands, showing his palm to Jason. “See? I’m unarmed.”

He shrugged. “Just looking around. I don’t want trouble. Yet.” He grinned.

[deadrobinreturned]

Jason raised an eyebrow. Yeah right, he’d bet his head on Tim not being unarmed. How the other acted though was unnerving him.

“The Tim here is never unarmed so too bad. I don’t believe you.” He cocked his gun but didn’t lower it.

[owled]

Tim walked closer to Jason and started to circle around him. “I’m not the Tim from this universe,” he said softly, then he stopped in front of the man, facing with him.

“You’re amusing me, I think I will keep you.” He tilted his head. “You believe I came from a different reality, but don’t believe I don’t have a weapon?” he asked raising his eyebrows, then he grinned. “Clever.” He  slowly reached behind and put his daggers down on the ground. “How about now? Can we have some fun?”

[comeback-in-red-deactivated2024]

Tim frowned and he tsked. He moved his shoulder on the side where Jason pushed him. “What’s with you?” he asked, then he tilted his head like he was listening to someone. Eyes dropped and he hummed.

He looked up at the man with a slight frown. “Replace?” He snorted. “Who the hell I’d replace? Dick? Please. I’m better than him. I don’t have such weak feeling as regret.” He grinned. “Or you? You were the one who left, don’t act like you want to belong Owlman again, Jason! This is pat– Oh.” He tilted his head and he took a circle around the man slowly, wearing a soft smile. He sniffed the air again. “Is it possible… you’re not my Jason?”

It was strange for Jason to see Tim acting like… this. It reminded him faintly on the little daemon - aka Damian Wayne -, when he had a good day. But Tim looked pretty out if it as well. He wouldn’t dare to say insane. “Whats with me? I should better ask what’s with you?!”

Than he frowned, trying to understand what was just happening. Tim was talking bad over Goldie? Was that a wonder or just a bad joke? It was hard to tell, so he just shook his head in disbelief.

“… What? What are to talking about? Shit, I don’t have time for this!” He hissed, watching him warily. Should he call someone? Because he wouldn’t stay to deal with Tim, but that doesn’t mean he would risk people’s health with letting a confused Tim Drake running free around the City.

[owled]

“I’m feeling good, thank you very much,” Tim answered with a soft smile, then he stopped circling around Jason. He tilted his head, listened and stared into the air behind the man.

His eyes wandered from object to object only he could see, then they returned to Jason. He looked confused and it made Tim grin.

“Well, seems like something I know and you haven’t figured out yet.” He chuckled. He leant closer to Jason. “I came from another universe to discover this,” he whispered. “Another playground for us.” He pulled away. “Fine, go, I still have a lot to do and see.”

[comebackinred]

owled ◼     comebackinred ◼

[owled]

breaking the rules

Tim tried to shoo the smoke away. It was an unpleasant side-effect of the portal he used to get into the different universe. Just to explore, not to explode it. He will try, but he didn’t promise anything.

He grinned, and the smoke finally vanished and he could look around in Gotham.

[deadrobinreturned]

Jason had noticed the teen from far away as the smoke faded. Looking closer, he saw it was definitely Tim but not his Tim. No, a Tim from a different universe and he really hated the multiverse.

Dropping down on the roof, he pulled his gun. “Mind telling me why you visiting?”

[owled]

A gun. How exciting. Tim tilted his head and he grinned at man. “Jason,” he whispered and he looked over the other. Not much difference, huh? They could have a lot of fun!

“Hey, why’s the weapon for? I don’t want to attack you.” He slowly raised his hands, showing his palm to Jason. “See? I’m unarmed.”

He shrugged. “Just looking around. I don’t want trouble. Yet.” He grinned.

[owled]

Tim blinked and he pulled away slightly. “Oh, I–” He gulped, then he sighed. “Well, actually I meant it’s okay if I kiss you and touch you really not just teasing you with words,” he answered staring into the thin air above Jason.

His eyes examined the air, then slowly turned to the man. As their gazes met, he grinned and he pushed himself closer to Jason. “But if this is the case… it’s much better,” he whispered, then he moved even closer.

“I noted everything what you’ve said,” he told the man quietly, then he nuzzled his neck. “I love your scent,” he whispered with a soft smile, then he tilted his head and kissed the corner of Jason’s lips. He pulled away and he looked at Jason with a soft frown. “I’m really allowed to do it?” he asked trying his best to ignore the part of Jason’s speech what suspected again he will hurt him. He was tired to try and convince Jason he doesn’t want to hurt him.

Wait. What if he says that because he wants Tim to hurt him? Tim licked his lips and hide a grin. Let it be then.

[comebackinred]

His mouth formed a ‘o’ at Tim’s words and he felt suddenly a urge to slap himself. He didn’t do it, of course. It would just be embarrassing to do so for Jason. Or Tim would just think that he hat lost it, going crazy about a little messing around. He would prefer not to have anything from it today. But he still scolded himself for jumping to conclusions without hearing the other out. It was a rookie mistake, it could cost him his live out on the streets. ❝… Well, didn’t thought you want to play it that innocent.❞

Jason was a little confused about it, but it was probably because they had different experiences. It was probably normal that the other wanted to go slow and nice. Wanting to enjoy his gift a little more than a few minutes. He nodded softly, thinking that he finally started to understand what the other was up too. Even when he hadn’t much experience with it, Jason was willing to try it out. It was up to Tim what to do with his gift, so he couldn’t complain.

Than he laughed softly, Tims words so sweat. He wasn’t used to it. ❝Nice to know that. But I hope it’s not the only thing you love about me.❞ The words slipped out on his own, and he gritted his teeth, scolding himself again, to allow this small slip. It was wrong to ask something like that. He shouldn’t even tip toeing around this matter at all. It was to dangerous to play with. Because he know he couldn’t play it to the end, so it would be just a big disappointment for everyone involved.

But still, he smiled at Tim’s kiss. It was a sweet gesture. ❝Yeah, you’re allowed. Do what pleases you Baby Bird. ’m all yours.❞

[owled]

Tim laughed softly when he heard Jason’s answer. Innocently. According to he literally begged to Jason to get laid with him and he refused it every time, how could he think he will just... ravage or rape him? He huffed. It was hard to decide Jason is too twisted to think that of him or he himself because of the same reason.

He reached out and he stroked the man’s cheek with his thumb. “I don’t want to do anything you don’t want,” he whispered. “I want both of us enjoy the time we spend together. I had enough of the pain and hurt, thank you very much.” He pulled away and he was just watching, studying the man’s features.

Tim tilted his head and he grinned. “Is that so?” he leant closer again. “What else you hope I love about you?” he cooed the question, then he chuckled. “Don’t list the chesthair, we both know I’m the number one fan of it.”

He pulled away again, and looked over Jason. “Man, you really look great like this,” he told him with a smile. “Move my present on the bed, please, it would be more comfortable to play with it on it than the coffee table.”

[comebackinred]

Starter || closed

[owled]

Tim woke up in the middle of the night - or when - once. His body tensed and he was ready to fight. He slept well, like he didn’t do it for years. The voices went silent, the screams tamed in his head. Finally. So he had to feel safe… he looked around. The room wasn’t familiar at all. But the warm body partly beneath him was. Jason. He smiled and he reached out to stroke the man’s face gently. So soft and so hard in the same time.

He felt the happiness rushed up on his spine, filled his chest with warm and he was afraid it will explode. It was so good to have someone to snuggle to. Someone he wasn’t afraid of, someone he… liked. He felt his face started to warm up as well as he watched Jason. Steal a little more if it as long as he has chance, as long as it lasts. This is his only chance. From tomorrow, Jason won’t be nice with him. (Why was he nice with him today?)

He took a breath through his nose and he leant and pressed his lips to the man’s. He tried his best not to giggle, then he snuggled back between the strong arms around him. He felt warm and content.

When he woke up next time, it was daylight around. He hummed and he buried his face into his pillow. He didn’t want to wake up. “Jason…” he mumbled. “I had a dream about you…”

[comebackinred]

The infamous Red Hood had a peaceful night. A dreamless night. Or he just couldn’t remember as he woke up in the morning, feeling the warm body besides him shift. It was.. pleasant to wake up like this. Not alone. Feeling the others heat, hearing the soft breathing.. Even when he couldn’t stop himself from going in a ‘Talon mood’, sizing up the treat. But it was just Tim. He grunted. He wouldn’t allow his mind to wake up his body. Not yet, and certainly not because of such a ridiculous idea of his mind. It was fare to early for this. ❝…❞

He huffed, the eyes that were only opened a little bit to watch the other, were closed again. A low grumbling from his throat announced that he had heard Tim. Shifting closer, he wrapped his arms around Tim. He made a soft noise, feeling pleased as he buried his face into the crook of the others neck. ❝Sleep. To early.❞

To be honestly to himself.. He just wanted to stay a little longer like that, memorizing the feeling. His body felt rested, the first time in weeks. Not because his body was to exhausted from pain and stress - like it was usually the cause for a dreamless night. It was because Tim was here. And it was kind of nice. He should keep him.

[owled]

A part of Tim expected as soon as Jason wakes up, he will kick him out of the bed, hurry to get dressed and yelling at him. But instead Jason was still nice and it made Tim smile.

He closed his eyes and snuggled into the strong, holding arms. He felt Jason pulled him even closer, and his breath stroked his skin. Tim didn’t know what was happening to him. Tears filled his eyes and he tried to focus on breathing not to cry.

Then his eyes opened quickly and widened. He couldn’t help himself and he chuckled. “I can feel you’re really happy to cuddle with me,” he whispered, then he squirmed and turned to face with Jason. He snuggled back, pressing his face to the man’s chest. To his soft, hairy chest. Tim chuckled again and he wrapped an arm around Jason’s waist and flatted his palm on the man’s back.

[comebackinred]

Having 'fun' | closed

[owled]

Tim closed his eyes too and held his breath as he was waiting for Jason’s answer. He knew he started to be weak, to care less. If after all Jason couldn’t understand he was worried because of him and not Thomas, he didn’t have anything else. He felt tired and exhausted. It’s fine if he wants to go down and make Thomas kill him… It’s really…

But it seemed Jason relaxed, at least a bit, and he let out a relieved sigh. He pressed the corner of his lips and his nose to Jason’s neck, inhaled the scent of his skin. “Okay,” he whispered. “Thank you.”

Tim pulled away and slowly let off the man. He glanced up at Jason. “Fine, if you really want to go.” He gulped. “Do you want me to come with you?” he asked.

[comebackinred]

More tension drained out of him as Tim finally let go. Jason know that he was still not safe, not enough to let his guard down. His mind was screaming at him for being so careless, to let him in his space in the first place. That it would be cowardly to think that Tim couldn’t hurt from a distance. But he muted this voice, throwing his training overboard to trust Tim.

❝Do you really want to? I wouldn’t mind your presence. Not at all..❞ His voice was quite, it was almost as if he was scared Tim would run away should he be to loud. He really didn’t liked the thought of being alone with Thomas.

[owled]

Tim kept looking at Jason, then a wry smile appeard on the corner of his lips. He shook his head. “Not at all,” he answered. “But I would do it for you. I don’t want you to be alone,” he answered. He was alone so far, standing in front of Thomas when he was angry or thought torturing him will entertain him. He won’t let Jason face with him all by himself. And it doesn’t matter if he will get punished for it. At least he will know what did he wrong.

He took a deep breath and straightned his back. He gently touched Jason’s arm. “Let’s go. And don’t forget, I’m behind you.” And watch your back.

[owled]

Tim hummed. He tried his best to ask Jason nicely, and it finally worth it. He grinned to himself happily.

He turned and he looked at Jason. His lips parted and his eyes went wide as he watched Jason. He closed his mouth and he grinned widely. Not exactly what he was thinking about, but good. Much more than good, to be honest.

He watched the man’s moves eagerly, enjoying every small detail. He slowly walked to him. “Like this,” he cooed the answer to Jason’s question and he slowly sat down on the couch next to the coffee table.

“Let’s clear some rules before we get started,” he whispered and he licked his lips. He kicked his boots off and pushed beside Jason’s. He touched the man’s calf with his toes. “Am I allowed to do anything I want? Or there’s something you don’t like?” 

[comebackinred]

He tilted his head slightly, curious what the other had to say. So he waited patiently that the other sit down, starting to talk. His words surprised him, but they weren’t unexpected. Even when he thought they will come much later. He couldn’t hold back a small chuckle. ❝Are we discussing kinks next?❞

Jason wanted to ask why Tim asked, what he was planning to do to Jason. Or was he just concerned to scare Jason away with a wrong move? … He wouldn’t. Jason could be patient, not minding to tell the other right away when he felt uncomfortable. Still.. He took the question serious, thinking for a moment. There were only few things that he didn’t liked.

❝… Blindfolds. Amputation. Bodyfluids besides sperm, blood and spit.❞ He licked his lips, thinking over his words. Maybe he should add small spaces to the list as well. But no, to risky should someone listening in on their conversation. Besides, he could hold his claustrophobie in check for a few minutes.

❝That should be everything I guess. Would probably still be good when you tell me what you do when it will hurt. I don’t mind, but it could get ugly when I misinterpret your attempt at kniveplay as assassination.❞

[owled]

Tim blinked and he pulled away slightly. “Oh, I--” He gulped, then he sighed. “Well, actually I meant it’s okay if I kiss you and touch you really not just teasing you with words,” he answered staring into the thin air above Jason.

His eyes examined the air, then slowly turned to the man. As their gazes met, he grinned and he pushed himself closer to Jason. “But if this is the case... it’s much better,” he whispered, then he moved even closer.

“I noted everything what you’ve said,” he told the man quietly, then he nuzzled his neck. “I love your scent,” he whispered with a soft smile, then he tilted his head and kissed the corner of Jason’s lips. He pulled away and he looked at Jason with a soft frown. “I’m really allowed to do it?” he asked trying his best to ignore the part of Jason’s speech what suspected again he will hurt him. He was tired to try and convince Jason he doesn’t want to hurt him.

Wait. What if he says that because he wants Tim to hurt him? Tim licked his lips and hide a grin. Let it be then.

[comebackinred]

Having 'fun' | closed

[owled]

Tim muffled a growl and he dropped his hand - just to raise both of them and press to the man. He wrapped his arms around the man, hugging him tightly. “Please…” he whispered. “I don’t want you to be hurt.”

He looked up at Jason. “I’m sure he did it on purpose, to make you angry and furious and go down wanting to beat him so he can just laugh and show you you’re weak. You’re weak without him. Which is not true. We know it’s not true.”

He grabbed Jason’s collar and pulled him down to reach his ear. “Listen. We can figure out something… just give it a little time, he hissed. “Calm down. Please.”

[comebackinred]

He gritted his teeth again while he suppressed the urge to lash out. It wasn’t a good time to get close to him, or even dare to touch his skin. And Tim should know it. Every move so close meant that someone was near enough to hurt. To kill.

No one was allowed in his personal space, not as long as he hadn’t asked for it. His eyes narrowing at Tim’s words. ❝I can show him how weak I am, now, that nothing holds me back anymore.❞

His words dripping with venom, and he almost missed the last part of the conversation. It was unexpected, words he only heard once before. But it didn’t mattered what was said in the middle of this mess. Tim just said it to please him, making sure that Jason let go of his plan.

Than his hand snapped down on Tim’s neck as he was pulled down. His gaze was on Tim, warily. ❝…❞ He was stupid, so damn stupid, but he listened. His eyes falling shut. It took a moment, but he remembered himself how to relax. He used it like it was thought him by Talia. How to let go from his rage. To concentrate on something else.

His hands clenching for a last time, before he opened them. It helped. So he forced himself to relax, his mind wandering to Talia for a moment. She would be proud to see that Jason did it successfully..

❝Fine.❞ He breached out and opened his eyes.

❝But I will still go down. I want to know why.❞

[owled]

Tim closed his eyes too and held his breath as he was waiting for Jason’s answer. He knew he started to be weak, to care less. If after all Jason couldn’t understand he was worried because of him and not Thomas, he didn’t have anything else. He felt tired and exhausted. It’s fine if he wants to go down and make Thomas kill him... It’s really...

But it seemed Jason relaxed, at least a bit, and he let out a relieved sigh. He pressed the corner of his lips and his nose to Jason’s neck, inhaled the scent of his skin. “Okay,” he whispered. “Thank you.”

Tim pulled away and slowly let off the man. He glanced up at Jason. “Fine, if you really want to go.” He gulped. “Do you want me to come with you?” he asked.