#||..asks | jonas

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@jasonbrenner asked: “You’re beautiful when you’re all flushed and wanting.” @ jonas

it’s one of those rarer occasions when jason is the one doing the teasing, jason being the one to make jonas beg for release. jason has him tied down, has been edging him repeatedly, leaving jonas desperate, cock twitching, ready to cum should jason even touch him. but for now, he’s aching, jaw hanging slack, eyelids fluttering; the young man can hardly take it, his want for jason simply growing as his lover refuses to give him what he wants--

no, what he needs.

“jase--” the other’s name leaves his lips as a whimper, jonas’s wings stretching to the sides, trembling feathers reaching out to curl around jason and make a weak attempt at pulling him closer. his freckled chest heaves, and jonas gently tugs at the restraints, knowing that he’s exhausted his means of begging and jason has yet to budge. “i-if you want me to be poetic, babe, i don’t... i can’t...

please, jason, please.”

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@jasonbrenner asked: “I’ll let you have me any way you want.” @ jonas

oh, he loves the sound of that. there’s a breathy chuckle let out against jason’s lips, jonas’s hands, fingers splayed, trailing over the blond’s chest. he could find every scar and mark on jason’s body with his eyes closed, blindfolded-- trace the few freckles that adorn him like he’s walking a well-traveled path. it’s addicting, being with jason; the longer the two spend in each other’s company, the harder it is to tear themselves away. 

“you will...?” however, it’s a question that jonas doesn’t even need to ask-- he knows very well just how serious jason is, how his lover would go to great lengths just to please him. (and jonas would do the same in a heartbeat, smitten as he is.)

tall, freckled frame keeps jason gently pressed against the wall, wings surrounding them, his primaries trembling. lips make quick work of leaving marks along the back of jason’s neck, hands gripping his lover’s hips as he starts to thrust, layers of clothing preventing either of them from getting exactly what they want. “what if i wanted you right here, hm? right now?”

a little smirk against jason’s jaw, right beneath his ear. “fast and hard and passionate, your moans only for my ears. would you like that, jase?”

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@jasonbrenner asked: You smile and it’s like sunrise. Something inside me Wakes up, stretching. @ jonas

whenever poetry slips past jason’s lips, it never fails to bring a smile to jonas’s. the words are soft, meant only for jonas, and the redhead is absolutely beaming, feathers puffing as he lifts a wing and wraps it around jason’s small frame, pulling him in closer. jonas nuzzles into jason, pressing a sweet kiss to the tip of jason’s nose. 

“...i love you so much, jason,” he hums, a hand moving to card through those golden locks he’s so very fond of. lips hover over the blond’s, yet he doesn’t go in for a kiss. “it’s not so much that i want to kiss you-- i want to relearn vocabulary words from the shape of your mouth. all of my poems are yours first.”

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@jasonbrenner asked: [Kiss] Kiss my muse’s scar @ jonas

he doesn’t like his scars-- in the same way that he sometimes doesn’t like his wings, they just carry so many painful memories. it’s not as if he cares enough to hide them, especially from jason, who had been there to witness the creation of most of them. how horrid, the fact that both young men had been put through so much trauma at such a young age.

wings are sprawled to either side of jonas as he sits at his desk, working meticulously on grading papers, occasionally opening up a new tab on his laptop to add a page or two to his book. the redhead only lets out a sigh upon feeling jason’s arms around him, the blond nuzzling into his hair, nudging him away from the back of the chair. lips attach themselves to the scars on the back of jonas’s neck-- the ones he’d received from shattering glass panes in the lab in an attempt to get to jason. 

jonas hums, eyes closing, fingers ceasing to type. maybe he can stand to take a break for a little while... 

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@siilverbulleted​ asked: okay, this was going to happen sooner or later, right? it's maybe a surprise that it's bandit, who is typically quiet and timid. the wolf has a little box and a frown on their face as they chew at their lips. it wasn't a fancy ring, but it was nice. it was nerdy. it was so honest of bandit. " jonas... i'm not good at speeches. i love you more than i could ever put to words, so... would you marry me? "

he feels like maybe he should’ve beat bandit to it-- but to see his lover, someone who is usually so reserved make the first move. the redhead’s heart skips a beat, threatening to pound out of his chest, and the realization of just what’s in that little box bandit’s cradling in their hands hits him hard. what an exhilarating moment--

“i-- hey, look, no speech needed. i’m the poet, remember?” jonas’s bottom lip starts to tremble, and he steps up to bandit, hands raising to cup their cheeks. “i love you, too, baby... a-and... yes, of course-- of course i will. 

i wanna spend the rest of my life with you.”

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@beyondthetemples asked: Though Dove was too timid to make a personal appearance to someone she barely knew, upon hearing it was his birthday, she had asked Lee to pass something along. An envelope? Yes indeed, a simple sky-blue envelope with Jonas’s name on it and a birthday card inside. The front of the card said “I heard it’s your birthday”– at least, it used to, but now it had blue pen striking out “heard” with “bird” written above it instead. On the inside: “Happy birthday!” in big metallic gold letters, and Dove’s small, neat handwriting on the other side wishes him the best. “I thought about getting you a gift,” it also said, “but I don’t know you very well, so I’m winging it.” Lee had said he liked puns, and though they weren’t her strong suit, Dove certainly hoped they were decent enough.

// jonas’s b-day 2021 !!

When Lee had told him one of her charges on the Young Justice League team had gotten him something for his birthday, he hadn’t believed her at first. He’d been called upon for help a handful of times, and seeing as he was rather fond of kids to begin with, of course he’d been more than willing to help. Dove was certainly his favorite-- quiet, a little bit reserved, but the two had bonded over their mutual love of birds. Jonas wouldn’t be opposed to taking her under his wing should Lee and Dick ever decide the team needed another mentor.

He’d taken the card from Lee and immediately opened it, a broad grin forming on his face at the crossed out word on the front. Already off to a great start-- and the inside is even better, filled with bird puns. It’s very sweet, though the young man certainly feels a little tug at his heart strings; he really should get to know Dove better.

“Hey, Lee--? Please tell her I loved it, ‘kay? And... And the next time you have a training session with the team...? I’d really like to come. Maybe they can teach me a thing or two.”

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@modestmuses​ asked: Maggie tosses a small wreath of flowers directly at Jonas' face. "Here. For your birthday. Or whatever." Despite her bitter attitude, the wreath looks like it has been very meticulously fastened by hand.

// jonas’s b-day 2021 !!

Wings tucking to his back, eyes wide, Jonas scrambles to catch the wreath. Freckled cheeks blush red, and he turns it over in his hands, breaking out into a grin. “Maggie, I-- Thanks. I love it.” Very carefully, he sets it atop his flaming red locks. 

“What d’you think? How’s it look? I think I pull it off pretty well.”

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@jasonbrenner asked: Jason doesn’t entirely understand birthdays, hasn't ever really thought anything of his own and certainly never thought much about anyone else’s. But things are different now that they're out. Much, much different. So, while Jonas was asleep Jason made some big calls and took some big leaps. He went out on his own, out in public without a chaperone. It was a big deal, terrifying, but worth it. Worth it to see Jonas's reaction when he woke up to find Jason with a bouquet of roses and a birthday cake with a dove on it.

// jonas’s b-day 2021 !!

He hasn’t thought much of his birthday in years, not since before the lab. The years have just come and gone, the days all a blur save for his time with Jason. Jonas hasn’t slept so good in quite some time, perfectly content in knowing that Jason would be right beside him when he woke up... only this morning, the bed is empty, the covers ruffled but no sign of Jason-- For a moment, the thought of Jason missing panics him, though once the initial morning fog wears off, it occurs to him that surely nothing bad has happened to his lover, he’s just overreacting.

Rubbing at his eyes, the redhead sleepily shuffles out of their bedroom, feathers puffing as he gives a brief stretch of his wings. “G’morning, baby--” Jonas pauses, a grin starting to spread across his face at the sight of Jason with a bouquet of red roses and a birthday cake; he can’t help let out a little chuckle at the mourning dove piped onto the surface.

“...Y-- Jase, you did this for me? By yourself?” Voice slightly shaky, he finds it difficult to keep his eyes from watering-- it certainly doesn’t miss him how important this moment feels, knowing just how uncomfortable it makes Jason to go out in public. For Jason, even talking with friends can quickly get overwhelming, so there’s an immense sense of pride that swells within Jonas’s freckled chest. 

He takes the bouquet from Jason and gently sets it down on the counter before Jonas pulls the blond into a tight hug, head tilting to place little kisses on his cheek. “I-- Thanks, Jason.” Jonas shifts back just enough to press his forehead to Jason’s, nuzzling against him, press a deeper kiss to the blond’s lips. “I am so proud of you, babe... Best birthday ever.”