jaytimsteph, no capes au, Pt 1 SFW - WC 1404 poll at end, full version will be posted on Ao3 along with inspo credits
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Music swelled through the air and Tim felt it from the tips of his toes through the heartbeat in his chest. It called his body to move, to let it flow, to express himself in primitive ways.
He loved it. Loved letting go, letting it carry through him, letting the beat decide his movements.
“Come on!” Steph called as she dragged him into the crowd of club goers. Her sparkling dark purple dress rode high on her thighs, matching her eye shadow and showing off her perfectly toned legs, all accentuated by her strappy heels.
Sometimes he liked to match her, pull on a swishy short skirt that would flow with his movements, but tonight he'd been desperate for the feeling of freedom, the escape of the music, and picked her up as soon as he was off work. The result was his suit jacket, vest and tie left in the car and just the top few buttons of his red dress shirt undone. His hair was messy and un-styled, but Steph called it good enough for her plans of the evening.
On the dance floor, she spun away, bouncing through the throng of dancers, pulling on random partners to find her groove for the night. She settled with a girl in shorts and a halter, grinding together with the beat. Lipstick smeared between them as Steph tested the waters while simultaneously waving him over.
Tim took his time, observing the crowd as he moved through. There were several couples and men dancing but it was ladies night at the hottest gay bar in lower Gotham tonight, so the floor was predominantly filled with women enjoying themselves.
…And there were still the few straight losers that were hoping to get lucky at a game no one else was playing. Tim recognized them separately from the others in the crowd based on the way they leered, grabbing possessively and crowding the other patrons in an unwanted manner.
He ignored them. Unless someone asked for his involvement, in his experience the ladies those losers tried to make their victims would put them in their place easily enough. Anyone more persistent would be handled by the bouncers.
Tim began flowing through the crowd, letting the music grip him as he slowly made his way towards Steph. He moved with anyone and everyone that got close, enjoying the fleeting touches and sinking more and more into the beat.
To his right a small commotion broke out and he laughed with the other patrons as a bouncer handled a guy that wasn't getting the hint his advances were unwelcome in this crowd. The girl he'd been hitting on was now grinning brightly as the bouncer crowded the jerk away, giving him a taste of his own medicine by grabbing hips and grinding to the beat.
Tim caught Steph's eye across the floor, shooting her a wink as she blew a kiss back. By the time Tim looked back to the show though, it was over. The bouncer was back on the edge of the crowd, watching everyone dance. Tim studied him for a moment as he realized it wasn't a bouncer at all.
The man was dressed in a leather jacket, fitted jeans and a dark red henley, buttons undone. His dark hair was accented with a streak of white through his bangs and fell over his bright eyes.
Tim was enraptured. He could see the man was built, thickly muscled and could probably bench press him with one hand. Tim's mouth watered at the thought, pressing against that plush body, burying his face between the rack the guy was definitely packing… Tim quickly looked away before the guy noticed him staring.
Realizing he lost track of Steph in the distraction, Tim wandered through the dancers for a moment to reorient before finally finding her with a new partner. A slim brunette this time, but Tim could tell Steph wasn't feeling it. Their met eyes again and Tim tried to redirect her gaze to the hot guy, only… he had moved.
Again he was on the floor and subjecting another drunk frat boy to a hearty dose of karma. The crowd was laughing again as the jerk who'd apparently been hitting on an uninterested woman tried to escape the hot guy showing him what it felt like to get some unwanted attention.
Attention Tim would gladly accept.
A plan formed in Tim's mind even as Steph moved on to another dance partner. She seemed on a mission to find someone and Tim had the perfect answer for his girlfriend.
Finally catching up to her, Tim brushed her long hair aside to whisper in her ear: “play along”.
He yanked her aggressively, not his usual style of blending with the beat and forcibly tried to move her in his off rhythm pattern. Her strength pushed back against him, as she stared unbelieving for a moment before narrowing her eyes into a sharp glare.
She attempted to hip check him off as she spun back to the blonde girl in front of her.
Tim persisted, tugging her again, ignoring her signal to back off, grinning at the fun of messing with her.
“You little shit–” she mumbled and Tim for a moment feared she was going to deck him and then strong hands wrapped around his waist as he was pulled away.
Warm, large hands slotting perfectly over his hips as a raspy voice whispered in his ear, “What about dancing with me instead, hot stuff?”
Tim shivered, letting it roll over him and sink into his bones. The music pounded an inviting tempo around them and Tim was ready.
He blew a kiss at the shocked face of Steph even as he spun and wrapped his arms around the man's neck. “Don’t mind if I do,” Tim purred happily in response.
The man's face shifted into a look of shock and Tim admired the bright green shade of his eyes.
Using the man's surprise to his advantage Tim whirled them around, pressing their bodies together and keeping them in Steph's range. The warm, muscular body felt just as good as he'd imagined.
He looked around the man's impressive bicep to catch his girlfriend’s eye, trying to show off the success of his plan, but she was already on board with the program. Her eyes were blown wide as she soaked in the absolute hunk Tim had snagged for them.
There wasn't another beat of the song missed before she pressed up into their space, trapping them man between them as they flowed to the music.
Satisfied the net was cast, Tim lost himself in the feel of the warm body and the music coursing through him. The man moved with them after a moment, guided by Steph's hands on his hips and voice in his ear. Tim's hands roamed the plush body, squeezing the muscles he found along the way, enjoying the small gasps that the man let out– sounds that were felt more than heard as they danced.
Tim wanted more, he wanted to taste– again he caught Steph's eyes, and saw the same desire mirrored. Tim went up on his toes and their lips crashed together over the man's shoulder. He groaned, feeling their new partner's heat, knowing his ear was right there as Steph's tongue tangled with his. She broke off from Tim with a wet smack and immediately pressed an open mouthed kiss to the man's neck. Tim's eyes were glued as she dragged her tongue up to his ear and the guy's eyes slid shut with a shudder.
“Come home with us?” Steph whispered, close enough for the words to be heard over the club.
“Please?” Tim added, pressing forward. “Steph makes great waffles.”
“And Tim makes great coffee… and gives excellent… massages,” Steph giggled as she wrapped her arms around the man's torso and squeezed his chest.
“Uh–” A blush dusted the man's cheeks and Tim wanted to bite. He resisted, instead stroking the man's cheek and meeting his eyes.
“If you don't want us, it's okay, we will back off,” Tim offered.
“But we are a package deal,” Steph added. “How it all plays out is flexible, though.”
Tim watched the man's throat bob as he swallowed. “Um, yeah, okay. Name’s Jason.”
“Hi Jason.” Steph kissed his neck again in greeting.
“Hi Jason,” Tim repeated dutifully before pulling him down and finally tasting.
Who's Going in the Middle?
Jason
Steph
Tim
Voting ended onMar 6
trying something new i guess :) i have ideas but love hearing others lol
jason and tim are fighting over something when steph walks in on them. instead of hatefucking each other, they fuck steph stupid while still arguing with each other, and then it becomes a habit. any time jason and tim are fighting, steph starts to prepare for a threesome. eventually they stop hating each other so the sex becomes more centred around steph and she loses it every time
Respectfully, I gotta disagree with your characterization there a bit. Tim and Stephanie would be the ones at each other’s throats while Jason kind of awkwardly stands nearby like :((( hey :((( hey guys :((( I brought you a decapitated goon :((( please stop arguing :(((
And then one of them notices that Jason is hurt and starts administering first aid while still arguing, and the other joins in and that turns into competitive riding of Jason’s dick.
For the ship meme thing, what do you think of jaysteph? And what about jaystephtim?
JaySteph - Ship it
1. What made you ship it?
So there was a Jay/Steph/Damian fic that I can't seem to find on ao3 (it might have been on livejournal?) that I read purely because it was bottom!Jason and bottom!Jason was a rare treat back then, but it had such a fantastic JaySteph dynamic that it sold me on the concept
2. What are your favourite things about the ship?
They have so much in common, and they'd definitely bond over ragging on rich boys Bruce and Tim, but also like. Bonding over being the "failure" Robins?
Also find it interesting that Steph started out kinda cynical and has deliberately cultivated her optimistic front, while jay started off so full of hope and joy and now has a carefully maintained cynicism to protect himself.
Also, they'd get white girl wasted at galas and make an absolute spectacle of themselves and it'd piss off so many people. Bruce would never sleep soundly again.
3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on this ship?
I don't think so
JayStephTim - yeah, I ship it
1. What made you ship it?
I mean. This series is pretty convincing
2. What are your favourite things about the ship?
I just like the chaotic fun vibes tbh. Like, Steph and Jason dragging Tim out to experience Real Gotham™ and it being like. Shitty burgers and sneaking into the back of a cinema and making out instead of watching the film. Tim and Steph getting Jason to do all the dumb shit he missed from his lost teenage years.
3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on this ship?
