Kon getting snakebite piercings and being unable to stop tonguing them but it's doing dangerous things to Jason's self-control. Thoughts? 🍷
The thing about being even part Kryptonian is:
You can't really do anything to your body by accident, or on impulse.
Everything needs to be carefully thought through, carefully planned. Hell, even just shaving is an ordeal that involves a specific mirror and way more application of geometry than even the most enthusastic maths student could concieve of.
So when Conner fucking Kent shows up to one of their 'definitely just a hook up, no feelings involved here, no siree' with fucking piercings, Jason knows that he has to know exactly what he's done.
"You shithead," he spits, grabbing a hunk of Kon's hair and forcing him to bend his neck backwards so that Jason can get a better view of his face.
Conner, because he's genetically a goddamned asshole, just smirks and runs his tongue along his bottom lip. The movement draws even more attention to his goddamned slutty fucking mouth, as though the piercings weren't eye-catching enough by themselves. "What's got your panties in a twist, babe?"
"You know good and goddamned well what's got my fucking panties in a twist," Jason hisses and tightens his grip. It's not enough to hurt Conner, not really, they'd need either red sun lamps or Kryptonite for that, but it's enough that he knows that even through that cheating fucking TTK, there's pressure.
Conner's eyes narrow ever so slightly, but the heat in them grow. He grabs a hold of Jason's waist and Jason feels a wave of feeling run across his body.
(Cheating fucking TTK, it is such a bullshit superpower to have.)
"What are you going to do about it, then?"
Jason descends.
(Conner laughs against his mouth, but that's all well and good. Jason will have him moaning soon enough.)
