Capítulo 35: Neglected & Forgotten Pt. 2 (DC Universe)
A/N: This is part two, if you haven't read part one make sure to go back a chapter and do that first.
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"Oh fuck, Kori. Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck!"
As Roy Harper cums deep inside of her, Koriandr, or Starfire to most of the denizens of Earth, tilts her head back and basks in the sensation. Of course, she doesn't quiet reach her own climax even as Roy finds fulfillment, but if there's one thing the beautiful orange alien has learned to do by this point in her time on this planet, it's fake an orgasm. Letting out just the right moan, Starfire makes sure to play with her breasts a bit for Roy's benefit, until he slumps back, panting heavily.
Drawing herself up off his cock, the Tamarian watches as Roy rolls over and almost immediately goes to sleep. While the man is a good teammate and a very capable fighter, he is… surprisingly mundane in bed, rather average among the partners she's had in her time on Earth. Usually, Jason is here to make up for such deficiencies. Together, the trio makes quite the threesome in bed, just like they do on the battlefield.
Frowning, Starfire glances about. Speaking of Jason… he still wasn't here. He'd promised that he would be joining them shortly, right after the dinner they'd had at Essence's behest. It had been a good meal, even if the orange-skinned beauty would have preferred they left the Tibetan Mountains altogether instead. After defeating Ra's al Ghul and his League of Assassins, Starfire was in agreement with Roy on one simple fact. Neither of them wanted anything to do with magical bullshit anytime soon.
But Essence had managed to cajole them into staying just one more night in the All-Caste's Tibetan Mountain Retreat, ample named the "Acres of All". Or, more accurately, she'd cajoled Jason into staying one more night and Starfire and Roy had ended up sticking around too, not wanting to abandon their teammate to the weird girl's clutches.
Roy probably had completely platonic motives on that front but Starfire… the Tamarian's glowing green eyes narrow as she realizes just where Jason probably is. Rising from the bed and leaving Roy to his slumber, the orange-skinned female floats out of the room completely silently, moving through the empty halls of the Mountain Retreat… and ultimately homing in on a very familiar set of grunts and moans.
It doesn't take Starfire long to find Jason and Essence going at it, but once she does, her confidence deserts her as she finds herself sticking to the shadows, wondering just how exactly she's going to confront the two. Jason looks quite… happy with what's currently happening, after all.
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"A-Ah~ Jason… h-harder, Jason!"
Essence moans loudly and lewdly, and Jason chuckles as he gives the beautiful young woman exactly what she wants. Her naked body is held tightly to his own, and his hands are pressed into her smooth, pale back. One up on the small of her back, and the other… well, he needed a place to grip, didn't he? Digging his fingers into Essence's plump tushie, Jason pulls up at the same time he slides his hips down. Then, he drops Essence onto his cock and thrusts upwards into her at the same exact moment, causing the gorgeous white-haired beauty to cry out even louder still as her tight inner walls squeeze down HARD around his dick.
Alright, so maybe he and the others should have gotten down off the mountain entirely after they sent the League of Assassins packing. It'd taken a lot out of all of them to pull that victory off, and even with Essence's offer, neither Jason, nor Roy, nor Kori really wanted to join the new version of the All Caste that their comrade was hoping to put together.
While she'd certainly pouted over their decision, in the end she'd been understanding and instead changed directions, offering to let them rest of the All Caste's retreat for one more night before they made their way back home. Now, Jason kind of knew that Roy and Kori were more than ready to get out of the dam Tibetan Mountains.
He was pretty ready too, if he was being honest. But… well, he'd always had a slight problem, thinking with his lower head at times. And when Essence had asked them to stay just one more night, he had a sinking suspicion that everyone in the room, Roy and Kori included, had known she was really asking him. Just like Jason also knew that Roy and Kori only stuck around because he ultimately decided to.
Jason had told the two that they could go on ahead without him if they really wished to. He hadn't wanted to be a bother, but he also didn't want to leave things unsaid… or unfinished between him and Essence. Speaking of which, she was close to finished now, wasn't she? Leaning forward, Jason takes one of Essence's nipples in his mouth and bites down on it hard, tugging back and teasing the nub as she cries out, spasming uncontrollably.
"Jaaaasoooon!"
A grunt exits the young man's throat as Essence's insides clench down HARD around his cock, squeezing at his member and ultimately milking him of his own release as she in turn cums her brains out right then and there. His seed splatters across Essence's insides, while the white-haired woman's eyes roll back in her head and her mouth hangs open in a long, wanton moan.
For a moment, the two of them are tensed up in the throes of their own orgasm. Then, they both practically collapse at the same time, Jason back on the couch that Essence had all but pinned him to after pouncing on him the moment Roy and Kori left the room, while Essence collapses forward onto his chest, her palms pressing into his pecs and her head right beneath his chiseled jaw as she recovers.
Slowly but surely, she does exactly that… and once she's able to control her breathing, Essence is quick to hop off his cock and descend to her knees before him, even as Jason sits back and watches her, merely spreading his legs apart to give her room to work with. The white-haired young woman, the embodiment of every last bit of the All Caste's power and teachings… eagerly takes his cock in her hands and his tip in her mouth, suckling the last bits of his cum right out of his length as she looks up at him with her pitch-black eyes.
He has to admit, its rather hot, watching her clean off their combined juices. When she pulls back and smiles at him, Jason smiles in return.
"It is important to clean up after your messes, is it not?"
Chuckling, Jason just shrugs as he grins. Essence adopts a coy little smile, before slipping his cock back into her mouth once more, bobbing up and down on his length as she stares up into his eyes. Staring back into hers is exactly how Jason misses the other woman in the room all the way up until Starfire makes her presence known by hovering into his field of vision in the same moment that she laces her orange fingers through Essence's hair and forces her further down his cock.
"You are correct. It is important to clean up after yourself. Allow me to help you, since you seem to be missing a rather big spot."
"Hulghk! Hulghk! Hulghk!"
"Starfire!"
Kori's glowing green eyes whip up to Jason's face, but she doesn't stop forcing Essence back and forth across his cock… and to his surprise, Essence doesn't fight back, beyond an initial tensing up.
"Jason… you said you'd be joining us in bed. Instead, I find you here, with her."
Blinking his bright blue eyes, Jason can't help but lift his brow in shock.
"… Are you jealous, Kori?"
There's a pause, and then Starfire forces Essence to take more of his cock. Once again, the white-haired young woman doesn't so much as protest… in fact, her tongue is surprisingly eager and willing as she finds her nose buried in his crotch, her chin bouncing off his balls as she takes him all the way to the base with Kori's help.
"Of course not."
"Starfire…"
Growling, the Tamarian pulls Essence back, dragging the white-haired woman back off of Jason's cock completely. Only now does she protest, whining a little and trying to claw her way back to his member. But Starfire is already kneeling beside her, taking up half the room between Jason's legs as she scoffs into Essence's ear.
"You're doing it wrong, slut. Allow me to show you how to 'work the shaft', as you humans say."
What follows is a crash course in blowjobs courtesy of Kori, to Essence. Jason ends up as nothing more than the tool used by the women as the orange-skinned beauty shows a blushing, sheltered Essence just how to pleasure Jason's thick, girthy member, even going so far as to explain how much bigger he was compared to most men.
… Yeah, it was a little mortifying to have two women chatting over his dick like that… but also kind of gratifying? Certainly satisfying, given Starfire showing Essence her tongue technique and Essence then attempting to duplicate it with her own tongue. Groaning, Jason finds himself lacing his fingers through orange and white hair as he tilts his head back.
"Ladies, I'm getting close…"
Before he knows it, both heads of hair, and the heads they're attached to, are suddenly pulling back out of his reach. Snapping his gaze back down, Jason watches with a light frown on his face as Kori drags Essence away from his cock.
"You have to leave him wanting more, darling. And I know just how to do it."
Before the white-haired young woman can truly react, she's pushed back onto the dining room table that they'd been eating off of only hours before, forced onto her back. Starfire is on top of her a moment later, pinning her down and spreading her legs wide by hooking her feet around Essence's ankles and then prying her own legs apart. This has the intended effect of exposing both of their juicy, wet cunts to Jason's gaze.
Slowly, he rises from the couch, causing Essence to immediately cease her light struggles, even as she realizes exactly what Starfire has done. The moment his cock pushes in between their slits, causing their lips to spread and hot dog his member, both women are moaning, though Kori is quick to silence that by laying a deep, tongue-filled kiss on the white-haired girl she's pinning down.
Well, Jason isn't one to just pass up a threesome, especially a threesome with two hot chicks. He might have one dick, but that didn't mean he had to pick and choose.
With a grin, the athletic, muscular young man pulls back and then thrusts into Kori's cunt with all his might. She moans into Essence's mouth, but keeps kissing the other woman, even as he pulls out of Kori's cunt and thrusts into Essence's next. His load of cum, already deep inside of the white-haired mystical young woman is displaced slightly by the roughness with which he fucks her.
It doesn't matter, because Jason is already pulling out of her and thrusting back into Starfire. He continues this with a precision that only someone trained as he was trained, who had been what he had been through could ever hope to pull off. Yep, Jason Todd was using his ninja skills to rapidly double-fuck two women at the same time with enough speed that neither of them really felt any difference than if a normal man was fucking them and solely them.
Needless to say, Starfire and Essence enjoy this immensely, just as much as they're enjoying one another. To the extent that when the time arrives, the two women manage to cum together, their orgasms explosive and their bodies spasming and shaking at the same time. Seeing this arriving, Jason thrusts up between their pussy lips once more, holding onto Kori's thighs for dear life as he enjoys the feeling of their mutual climaxes all along his shaft.
Its not wonder that he too explodes only a moment later, his seed splattering across their bodies, leaving the space between them quite sticky indeed… but in a good way. For a moment, Essence and Starfire continue to moan and writhe across one another's bodies, but then they move with more purpose, sliding their mouths down along each other's forms, licking and slurping his cum from their chests and stomachs…
Jason watches this, and thus isn't all that surprised when he ends up dragged into a shower by the duo of women a few minutes later on. Its as they're pulling him under the hot water that he catches himself staring into the mirror, staring into bright blue eyes and an unsmiling face. Is he truly happy with this? Is he truly happy with no-strings sex with beautiful women that care for him, but never in that way?
His life is good… more than good, its fantastic. But what is Jason Todd looking for? The more time goes on, the older he gets, the less he really knows what he's doing anymore.
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"God these are delicious."
Not for the first time, Jason Todd finds himself questioning his life choices and the decisions he's made over the past several months. Still, if nothing else, seeing a truly happy look spread across Stephanie's face is a good feeling, especially knowing he'd played some part in that. Stephanie Brown, otherwise known as Batgirl once upon a time… and currently as Spoiler.
One didn't have many friends or acquaintances in this life, and with the Outlaws disbanded and gone, Jason didn't really have too many people to turn to or lean on. Not that he needed it… or wanted it. It wasn't as if he required friends or anything like that to do what he did. Of course, that line of thought ran somewhat contrary to the fact that he'd answered Stephanie's call and came out to eat late-night pancakes with the blonde young woman out of costume, but then Jason had always been good at lying to himself.
Regardless, here they were. In response to Stephanie's words, Jason lets out a light chuckle and takes another bite of his own syrupy pancakes. The place that they'd ended up meeting at would be closing in less than an hour, but for now it was the two of them and some of the best fluffy, syrupy delights in the city. He could get behind that… especially if it was for a friend.
To that end, Jason swallows his current bite and looks over at Stephanie.
"So… how have you been?"
Blinking at that, Stephanie takes a moment to chew slowly before swallowing. Then, she flashes him a smile.
"Good… better, since you took my call. I guess… I've just been feeling a little lonely I suppose. Things have been… quiet around here recently. Everyone's doing their own thing, you know how it is. Don't want to step on any toes or anything."
For a brief moment, Jason wonders just how far down her list he was. How many others had Stephanie tried to call first before resorting to him? Did she even know his current circumstances, did she know how alone HE was? The young man doubted it. Stephanie wasn't that kind of girl, the sort of manipulative bitch that might have tried to tailor her answer to more correctly fit him was RED of hair, not blonde.
And her words do resonate with him, quite deeply. If nothing else, Jason understands what Stephanie is feeling. Reaching out, he places his hand over one of hers, causing his fellow vigilante to go still for a moment and stare at him with wide eyes as he flashes her a soft smile.
"I know what you mean Steph… and know that you can call on me any time, alright?"
It's the least he can do, from one forgotten member of the Bat Family to another. Perhaps her position in the 'family' wasn't like his, perhaps her history with the others wasn't nearly as… messy, but Jason couldn't help but feel like she was a kindred spirit, in a way. After all, she wasn't wearing the Batgirl cowl anymore, now was she? She was Spoiler again, as clear-cut a departure from Batman and his methods as Jason had ever seen.
Ultimately, Stephanie smiles and nods, before returning to their pancakes. The silence is just shy of awkward, not entirely uncomfortable but also not… truly comfortable either. Still, the two of them finish their pancakes, and as they pay and get up to leave with the restaurant closing down behind them, Jason feels compelled to say something, to offer… well, what he can.
"Hey, do you want to come back to my place for a little while longer?"
For a moment, Stephanie worries her lower lip as she considers his words. Jason is almost sure she's going to say no, but then she smiles suddenly and bobs her head up and down.
"Sure… yeah, I'd like that."
Jason allows himself to smile back as Stephanie holds out a hand, allowing him to take it and lead her on.
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They're already kissing by the time they push through the apartment door, Jason fumbling to pull the key out of the lock. He also takes the time to slam the door shut behind them, locking it while multitasking, namely pushing Stephanie up against the door and kissing her heatedly as his fingers fumble with the locks.
Her fingers, meanwhile, are already fumbling with his pants. By the time Jason pulls them away from the door, Stephanie has his belt unbuckled, his zipper pulled down, and her hand down the front of his blue jeans and his boxers to boot as she strokes his cock right then and there. Their lips continue to press together in a frenzy, before suddenly the blonde pulls away and drops into a crouch, not falling to her knees, but definitely bringing herself to eye level with his crotch as she extracts his hard-on from its confines.
As soon as she lays eyes on it, she smiles up at him, her tone joking as she licks her lips.
"Mm, looks like we've got a big one."
Then, she takes him into her mouth and Jason groans as the blonde young woman bobs her head up and down his length, just like that. His hands clutch at whatever he can find, which ultimately happens to be the back of the couch they've ended up next to after leaving the immediate entryway. Shit, he… well, while he didn't mind what was happening now, it hadn't necessarily been Jason's intention to have things go this fast.
He'd just wanted to be there for Stephanie, maybe get her a drink or two, but before they could even get to his apartment, she'd jumped him and kissed him, and one thing had led to another and now… Jason groans as Stephanie pulls off of his cock just as quickly as she planted her lips around it. He's full mast as she rises from her crouch now, a wicked little grin on her face and her hands both on his shaft as she strokes up and down.
"Mm, a shower AND a grower? However did you fit into all that spandex, Mister Todd?"
Jason chuckles, even as he's reminded that Stephanie is no innocent, naïve little girl. In fact, if he recalls correctly, she actually had a child a few years back. She'd given it up, being nothing but a teenager at the time… it wasn't something to be brought up casually, and it certainly wasn't something to be brought up now, but it gave new context to the blonde's forwardness, as she leads him by the cock into HIS bedroom.
Turning him around, Stephanie gives a firm push and Jason lets himself fall backwards onto the bed, sitting up on his elbows as the young woman slowly begins to strip, moving her hips this way and that, wiggling in all the right ways to show off her flexible, athletic body. This is the form of a female vigilante… and not just the good, but also the bad. There's a few bruises here and there, but then, Jason isn't without his own right now. They're crime-fighters… there's not a day that goes by that doesn't leave them with a bruise or two.
Given that, Jason doesn't make a big deal about it. When the pale blonde finally climbs onto the bed, naked and aiming for his cock, he simply makes sure to avoid touching any of the bruises when she places the head of his member in her cunt lips and begins to impale herself on him. His hands go to her sides, but there's a bruise on one side of her body, so instead that hand goes to her breast, cupping it and causing a moan to erupt from Stephanie's mouth even as she tilts her head back and begins to ride him, thoroughly enjoying his cock deep inside of her clenching, squeezing insides.
Jason is just along for the ride, at least for a time. Stephanie fucks herself on his prick harsh and fast, and that combined with the blowjob leaves him ready to let loose pretty early on. But he holds back, because he's not looking to make this purely about himself. He's been with enough women at this point to know how to be an attentive lover. As his fingers run over her breasts, from one to the other and back again, Jason watches Stephanie's face contort with pleasure… and perhaps a bit of desperation. She wants him to cum first, he realizes… but he's not going to do that.
In the end, the blonde climaxes with a cry, falling forward onto his broad, muscular chest as Jason catches her naked body and holds it steady. She moans into his neck, even as her inner walls squeezes down all the harder around his shaft from the resulting orgasm. But still Jason doesn't let himself cum. He is a bit surprised, however, when rather than continue to ride him, Stephanie pulls off and flops down onto her front on the bed, pushing her hips up into the air.
"C-C'mon big boy… give it to me, Jason~"
Getting up and kneeling behind her, the young man has no problem doing what she asks of him. His cock slides into the blonde from behind and she moans as he fills her with his meat. A moment later, she has another request.
"P-Pull… pull my hair…"
Jason pauses briefly… but in the end, he reaches out and takes up a fistful of Stephanie's hair, causing her to gasp and her inner walls to contract as he draws her head back off the bed. She moans throatily and pushes her hips back in the direction of his thrusting cock.
"S-Spank me, Jason. Give it to me, I'm such… such a naughty girl."
He fears for a moment that she thinks he wants this, that she thinks she has to make him happy… but he can FEEL her reaction to her own words. The mere idea is enough to turn her on, to make her squeeze down around his prick all the harder. So, Jason rears back with his free hand and gives Stephanie a relatively light swat across her derriere, even as he continues to fuck her.
"Harder…"
Smack!
"Harder!"
SMACK!
"Y-Yes, just like that. Don't stop!"
He gives her what the blonde teenage MILF wants, he fucks her, and he pulls her hair and he spanks her. Thankfully, she doesn't progress to demanding he call her names or verbally denigrate her, because he doesn't think he could go that far. Still, this? He's engaged in rougher bedroom play before… not by much though. And as he fucks her, Stephanie very clearly enjoys herself. So much so that he can no longer hold back when her next orgasm arrives, her inner walks milking him too efficiently and too fiercely for Jason to do anything but groan and begin to let loose. He cums, his seed pumping into Stephanie before he can truly think about it.
She doesn't complain though, not even as he pulls out of her and flops down on his side of the bed, panting heavily. Rather, instead the blonde simply rolls over and pants with him for a moment, staring up at the ceiling as they lay side by side. Its only a few minutes later that Stephanie crawls out of bed and goes to the bathroom. The shower turns on, but Jason remains where he is, even as it runs. Eventually, she returns to bed and lets him pull her close as they fall asleep in one another's arms.
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Blinking awake, Jason watches through bleary eyes as Stephanie hops around on one foot, getting her legs into her pants and clearly getting dressed. When she realizes he's looking at her, she stops and gives him a quick smile for all of a moment before continuing to get ready.
"Hey, sorry… have to head out quick. I've got class in less than an hour."
College, of course… but even still, Jason isn't sure he believes her. Still, he's not about to call her out on it. Rather, after the fun they'd had at the pancake place and then afterwards as well…
"Yeah, no problem. Hey, um… do you think you might want to do last night again sometimes? Like maybe a date? More official?"
Its just a thought. He's been alone, and she was just saying she felt lonely, so maybe they could be less alone together. Not like Jason could have any semblance of a normal relationship with someone who DIDN'T know he went out and beat up criminals while wearing a mask. Why not shoot his shot, right? Unfortunately, he gets a reason why a moment later when Stephanie, having paused at hearing his words, gives him an apologetic look.
"… Sorry, I'm just… I'm not looking for anything serious right now. I didn't mean to give you the wrong impression last night or anything. I just… we h-had fun, right?"
Huh. He's not used to that spike of pain that just went through his heart. Still, he hides his true reaction behind a half-grimace, half-smile as he nods.
"Yeah… uh, forget I said anything, sorry."
Stephanie just shakes her head as she finishes fixing herself up and gives him a smile.
"No biggie!"
She heads for the door but turns back right as she grabs the knob.
"Hey… please don't tell Tim or… anyone else about last night, alright? Promise?"
Jason just stares for a moment, until he realizes her face is growing more and more concerned. In the end, he smiles and nods from where he's still laid out on the bed.
"Yeah… promise."
She flashes another quick smile, and then the blonde girl is gone, the door to his apartment closing behind her. Jason doesn't get up to lock it immediately though. Instead, he just lets out the long, drawn-out sigh that's been building within him and stares up at the ceiling, all alone in a very bare, very sparse bedroom.
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If you'd told Jason he'd ever be part of a team called the Outlaws again, after what had happened to end the first group, he very well might have socked you in the face. Now, if you'd told him that one of his new teammates would be a Bizarro, one of the many incomplete Superman clones that Luthor had tried to make once upon a time… he likely would have laughed in your face, and then asked what the hell you were smoking.
But that was what happened, and it'd really hit home just what kind of fucking mess Jason's life was. Things had just gone topsy-turvy again somewhere along the way, and before Jason really knew it, he was forming up the Outlaws again, alongside Artemis of Bana-Mighdall and Bizarro. Together, they'd beaten Bizarro's 'master', Black Mask, and then together, they'd also taken down Artemis' ex-bestie and lover, Akila.
Sending that bitch's soul to rest had been real nice, and now here he was in the middle of a big fucking celebration put on by the Amazons of Bana-Mighdall. Jason could admit this much, they knew how to treat their heroes, and they knew how to throw a party. He'd had more than a little to drink at this point and was feeling pretty damn light about the whole affair.
Light enough to really give a good long look at the third member of their new team, the female of the group. If Bizarro was the oddball that Jason couldn't have foreseen teaming up with in a million years, Artemis of Bana-Mighdall was… well, just his speed. A beefy warrior woman with killer moves and a quick wit, she was basically everything that Jason had been falling for over and over again over the years.
Shit, she even had red hair, something that reminded him of both Barbs AND Koriandr at this point. Though it wasn't entirely fair to compare her to either of those women. She was her own person and had her own value in her own right. That was the problem though. If Jason could have fit Artemis into a damn box, maybe she wouldn't have intrigued him so much. But she continued to amaze him, again and again. Every time he thought he had her pegged…
"Jason! Dance with me!"
Cutting through his thoughts, a hand reaches down and takes his own hand, dragging him away from where he'd been instinctively crouched in the shadows. That doesn't seem to bother Artemis none though, and it certainly doesn't stop the grinning red head from extracting him from his not-so-hidden hiding place. With a grunt, the young man finds himself pulled out into the open, barely having time to put down his cup before he's being very physically engaged with by his new female teammate.
Except, she's not so new anymore, is she? It hasn't been long at all, not in terms of weeks or months, but at the same time, it feels like they've lived a lifetime together. And as Artemis, who is very clearly already pretty drunk, bumps and grinds against him, moving her toned body sharply to the music, Jason finds it easy to fall into the beat as well, and react to both it and her in all the proper ways.
They engage in some rather heavy flirting without ever needing to truly say a single word. Their part of the 'dance floor', which in truth is just a large open clearing where the Amazons of Bana-Mighdall are holding this massive party, becomes their own little private fiefdom, and the rest of the world falls away as the two focus on one another. Artemis will be looking into his eyes one moment, and the next she'll be rubbing up against him with her shapely ass and slender back, her hands on his shoulders as she shimmies up and down.
Her physicality is part of what Jason likes best about the red-haired Amazonian, if he's being honest. She's just so… primal. And when she wants something, she'll stop at nothing to get it. It becomes increasingly obvious that she wants him. The way she touches him, the way she allows him to touch her back. It's as if their dance is more about asking for permission to go further than anything else.
Artemis is waiting for him to make a move, funny that, given how impulsive she's been in the short time he's known her. One would expect her to act first, especially with what he's seen so far of the Bana-Mighdall Amazons as well, but perhaps she's trying to be respectful of his culture or something odd like that. Kind of sweet, if that is the case.
Eventually, Jason takes the plunge. With his hands on Artemis' hips and said hips swaying back and forth as she grinds her ass against his crotch in time with the music's beat, Jason abruptly spins the red head around… and kisses her right then and there. He watches as her green eyes go wide for a moment in surprise, but he also feels as she melts into him, pressing herself up against his chest and running her hands down to his sides in turn as they both just hold each other for a moment, their lips pressed together and their tongues intertwining.
Then, Artemis leaps up and wraps her limbs around Jason's neck and waist, only his sturdiness and general reaction time keeping him from falling on his back. If she's disappointed that she's not currently mounting him in the middle of everyone however, the smile on her face doesn't show it when she pulls back and gives him a heated, lustful look.
"Take me to bed, Jason."
For a moment, he is a little self-conscious. A quick glance around shows that there are other Amazons watching them. Seeing this, Artemis grabs him by his chiseled chin and turns his gaze back to face her.
"Don't pay them any mind. They're just jealous… after all, it's not as if Bizarro is exactly one-night stand material, not even for ladies like us."
That brings rather… awful imagery to Jason's mind, and his nose actively scrunches up in disgust. Artemis just laughs and wiggles her toned buttocks against his crotch, smirking as he refocuses on her in a hurry. She doesn't have to say another word. The two leave the area like that, her in his arms and him taking her to the room he'd been given for his part in assisting the Amazons of Bana-Mighdall.
As soon as they're inside the bedroom, Artemis untwines her legs and pushes Jason back towards the bed. He falls atop it, and she's atop HIM a moment later, straddling his waist as she kisses him heatedly. That's not a problem though, and it wouldn't be even if he wasn't drunk. Artemis is hot… smoking even, and she's exactly his type. They've bonded through hardship and through strife at this point. Honestly, it was more a question of why they hadn't done it sooner rather than why they were doing it now. And the answer to that was simple. They'd never had the time before.
They do now, but even with time, Artemis is as impatient as ever. The red head can't wait for them to get out of their clothes, so she doesn't. Instead, she extracts his cock from his pants and flips up her skirt to pull aside her undergarments in one smooth motion. The next thing Jason knows, he's slotted into a hot, wet cunt that's gripping his length HARD as Artemis slides down his shaft moaning.
His hands go to her hips, and he holds her there as she adjusts to his length. Her own hands are palm down on his chest, and Jason stares up into the red head's gorgeous green eyes as her bangs hang over much of her face. But he can always see her eyes, peeking through, gazing down at him, hooded with lust. Then, she bunches up her hands into fists in his shirt and leans in again, smashing her lips against his own as she begins to ride him with wild abandon, fucking herself on his cock even faster and harder than Jason would with a girl he'd never been with before.
But Artemis of Bana-Mighdall is no simple 'girl'. She's not even really comparable to some of the street level female fighters he's worked with in the past. She's more comparable to Koriandr than anything else. The Amazons of Bana-Mighdall weren't QUITE as hidden or secluded as those of Themyscira perhaps, but that didn't mean they weren't particularly alien in relation to Jason's experiences.
Still, he knows how to handle aggressive, needy women. And Jason himself is not weak in any way, shape, or form. Built like a truck, the young man grips Artemis' hips tightly as she bounces herself up and down on his cock, their tongues intertwining all the while. And then he starts to thrust upward, making sure to time it so that his thrusts take place right alongside her pushes down onto his member.
Artemis' green eyes go wide from between her bangs the first time this happens, and she moans into his mouth before shaking and spasming her way through a surprise orgasm. Jason just grins a little as they continue to heatedly and passionately makeout, continuing to slam up into Artemis, giving her as good as he gets.
There's something distinctly primal about their fucking, something rough and brutal. But it's not one of them doing it to the other, it's both of them deciding to escalate things until they're biting at each other's flesh, clawing at each other's skin. Eventually, Jason rolls them both and snags Artemis by the wrists, holding her hands over her head and fucking into her with deep, powerful thrusts as she snarls and spasms like a wildcat. She wants control, and eventually she wraps her legs around him and takes it back, but there's an understanding that they have to share it, that she doesn't get to be in charge all the time.
They're both drunk and stupid, but they're also having the time of their lives, and by the point Jason cums inside of the fiery redhead, she's climaxed again and again around his cock, and is positively mewling from the sensation of his seed spilling into her womb. Collapsing to the side of her, Jason is both surprised and not surprised when she curls into his side almost affectionately a moment later.
Wrapping his arm around her, he drifts off with a smile on his face matched only by the one on hers.
-x-X-x-
The next morning, for the first time in a long time, Jason wakes up with a woman in his arms. They were both a little hungover, and in the end, they basically both wake up at the same time, groaning and cursing the light as it filters into the room and across their faces. Artemis stiffens in his grasp for a moment when she finally realizes he's holding her, but then she relaxes.
Soon enough, they're both sitting up in the bed, pondering what they've just done and what happens next. This wasn't really like Jason's relationship with the old Outlaws. That had been a three-way relationship based on some serious free love, and while Jason and Roy's bromance was entirely platonic, they'd gone to town on Koriandr more than once, giving it to that tight-assed orange sex kitten together more than once.
But this new Outlaws… well, Jason was never going to share Artemis with fucking Bizarro, that was for damn sure. And Artemis… Artemis wasn't Starfire.
"That was… good. Last night was enjoyable, Jason. I had a good time. But we really don't know each other that well, do we?"
Jason looks down into his hands for a moment, before glancing over at the red head.
"I guess we don't… but I'd like to get to know you more, if you'll have me."
Cocking her head to the side, her green eyes peering at him, Artemis purses her lips together. Eventually though, she gets this small, interested smile on her face. A single sharp nod is all he gets as she lets out a sigh.
"… Sure. I'd like that. Still, don't expect anything from me, alright? I'm not ready for another big relationship yet, you know? But… yeah, let's see where things go."
Impulsively, Jason reaches out and laces his fingers in Artemis', taking hold of her hand where it lies between them. The beautiful Amazonian freezes at the sensation, glancing first down at their intertwined hands and then up at his face. When she doesn't pull away, he smiles and squeezes her hand. Seeing that, Artemis smiles too, and squeezes his hand right back.
-x-X-x-
Things hadn't worked out. He was finally in a state of mind where he could acknowledge that without flying into a murderous rage or spiraling into self-destructive depression. It was just… it was so hard keeping it together. Why did nothing ever go right for him? Why was Jason the world's butt-monkey?
He was back on the tropical island, the original Outlaw's island getaway, though more accurately, it'd been Starfire's place before she'd invited them over. Staring out at the ocean, Jason would have loved to get drunk. He would have loved to get smashed, and maybe make some bad decisions without having to really worry about the consequences until he sobered up later.
But no… no. Roy had been the one who got rid of all the alcohol, and after everything that had happened, Jason couldn't bring himself to break the prohibition. It wouldn't be fair to… to Roy's memory. God DAMN IT! The young man opens his mouth and lets out a ragged scream, just throwing his voice, his pain and anguish, out towards the all too calm ocean.
They'd been doing so fucking well, too! The new Outlaws. Artemis, Bizarro, and him. They'd been handling business! They'd even picked up the slack and had been cleaning up Gotham's streets in a nonlethal way, in between dealing with the bigger threats that having a powerhouse like Bizarro or an Amazon like Artemis tended to attract.
But then it'd all turned to piss. Bizarro's degradation had finally fucking caught up to him, and in the rampage that had followed, their floating fortress was gone in a flash, dragging Jason's home, his friend, and his lover into a fucking black hole. Jason himself had been helpless to stop it, thrown clear of the implosion by Artemis a moment before she was gone… probably forever.
Needless to say, Jason had gone on a drunken rampage. It'd been a bender of epic proportions, and… he wasn't proud of some of the things he'd done in the time that had followed. He wasn't proud at all. Eventually, Roy had found him, and he'd saved him from himself. They were both in bad places, and maybe that was what helped Roy pull Jason back from the brink.
Roy had gotten him clean. Roy had gotten his head back on straight. And then Roy had offered him a ride to this new place they'd apparently set up, a place called Sanctuary, some sort of superhero mental hospital. Jason had been understandably leery of the idea, so in the end, while he'd thanked Roy for the offer, he'd ultimately passed.
He wished he hadn't, because the next thing he knew, Sanctuary was all over the news, and everyone involved was dead, including Roy. Maybe if Jason had been there, he could have stopped it. Maybe he could have saved his friend. Or maybe not, because some of the people that died in that attack were far fucking stronger than Jason was. Metahumans with abilities that rivaled those sitting at the top of the Justice League had been killed like dogs. If Jason had gone with Roy, perhaps he'd be dead too.
Jason wanted nothing more than to find out who'd done it though. He would make them pay, he would avenge Roy's death… but no. There were rumors, but Jason didn't have the connections to figure out what the fuck was actually going on. On top of that, what he HAD heard was that Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman were on the case. Literally the Justice League's triumvirate was out there hunting down whoever had done it. That would probably have to be enough for Jason. He wasn't going to get anything better than that.
He was sober right now. Disturbingly so. He was clean of drugs and alcohol in general, and that was thanks to Roy. He couldn't… he couldn't betray his friend's memory, not so easily. So even though every fiber of his being left Jason with the desire to just find and hurt bad people, if he couldn't have the people who'd killed Roy, he was… he was staying here. Because he couldn't trust himself, he couldn't trust his own self-control.
It was better this way. It was-
"Jason…"
The view of the ocean and the sunlight glancing off of the crystal blue water is suddenly blocked as a familiar Tamarian floats into view. Starfire… no, Koriandr, hovers there, her face one of concern, even as she gets closer.
"Jason, I… I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
He manages to swallow the impulse to laugh, instead shaking his head and gesturing at his side. He's not even bothered with the beach chairs this time, just laying a nice large blanket across the sand as he slowly roasts in the midday sun. Koriandr floats down to the earth and settles onto the blanket with him, looking at him as he tries to look anywhere but her.
"No reason to be sorry, Kori. He was your friend too. We both have reason to mourn."
God, his voice sounds so dead to the world. He wishes he could muster something more for the orange-skinned woman at his side, but its just not coming right now.
"You're right, we do. Perhaps… perhaps we should talk about it."
His instinct is to say no. Why the fuck would he want to talk about it? But… but its Kori. And she's looking at him, and he's never been able to say no to her, not easily. So, with some false starts, they begin to talk about it. They discuss their losses with one another, and though it's not really anything new, and its very halting and stilted in some places, it does help a little.
Jason talks about losing his dad when he was just a kid, and his mom just a few years after that. He talks about dying as a teen. But the tears don't really fall until he acknowledges the simple fact that three of the only four people in the world, he gives a damn about have been lost in the span of a month. It's just Kori left now, and he's not really sure what he's going to do next.
Meanwhile, Koriandr's life hasn't been any better. Even before coming to Earth, she was enslaved and abused by her own sister. She had to get away from that, had to free herself of her bonds and find self-worth in her time on Earth. But something Jason didn't know was her insecurities, the issues she found herself dealing with constantly. The fact that… that she thought she'd been abandoned by the majority of her teammates as they moved onto better things.
That struck home for Jason, and he couldn't help but speak up there.
"I didn't leave for better things, Kori. I left because I didn't want you and Roy to be dragged down to my level, to the fucked-up way my life always goes."
He stares into her eyes, trying to get across the earnestness of his words. In response, Koriandr reaches out and laces her fingers through his own.
"Jason… you were one of the best things that ever happened to me."
Her words strike him like a hammer, right in the chest. And though he's already crying, the tears fall even further, and Kori is crying now too, and finally, finally Jason finds the words that he's never been willing to say to anyone else.
"What… what's the point? Why are we still here, Kori? Is it just to suffer? Is that all life is?"
Staring down at where their hands are joined together, Jason doesn't know what else to say. But luckily, Kori does. Her other hand comes up and orange skin contrasts with tanned human flesh as she palms his face. Jason looks up into the Tamarian's eyes, and when she leans forward to kiss him, he doesn't stop her. If anything, he reciprocates quite easily, and before either of them know it, his arms are around her and Kori is laying atop him as they begin to makeout right there on the beach.
There's a desperation to it that has never been there before, at least not between the two of them. They're… they've been through so much, both together, and apart. But this? Jason can understand this, and if it's what Kori needs, he's happy to give it to her. Maybe it's what he needs too…
Their clothing is either torn off or pulled away and tossed to the side, and soon its just their bodies, their flesh, pressing up against one another, hands roaming over each other as they continue to kiss urgently, heatedly, passionately. Kori's breasts press up against his chest, and one of her hands slides down between his legs to stroke his already hardening cock the rest of the way to full mast. Then, she slides him up inside of her, kneeling on either side of him and impaling herself on his shaft.
As her inner walls clench and cling to him, Jason groans into the Tamarian woman's mouth, and holds her as close as he can. He needs this right now, he needs this… well, 'human' contact might not be the right word, but it's what he means. He needs Kori, and she needs him, and maybe, just maybe, they have each other.
The sex is frenzied, and life-affirming, and more necessary than pleasurable as they fuck one another. Kori rides him roughly and Jason thrusts up into her even as she cries out against his mouth, until finally, their tongues intertwined, they both reach that sweet release together, an explosion of bittersweet pleasure as Jason's seed fills Kori, and Kori's juices flow down the length of his pulsating, throbbing member.
It takes them both a moment to come down from the rush of this, and when they stare into each other's eyes, they find the exact same thing waiting for them there. A ravenous desire for more, a need for validation in one another's eyes, a hope that they can be there for each other, while leaning on the other's shoulder for support.
It's no wonder then, that the two of them spend the rest of the late afternoon in one another's arms, before falling asleep on the beach, curled up close to each other for body heat. Perhaps it's not the safest or most sanitary way to spend the night, but such things are practically meaningless to the two in that moment. Neither is thinking about them, not when they can just lose themselves in each other instead.
-x-X-x-
The next morning comes, and with the sun rising over the horizon, Jason wakes up to find Kori already has her eyes open, her fingers gliding across his muscular chest as she watches him sleep. Her smile is soft and gentle once he makes eye contact with her, but there's something as solid as steel behind it. Leaning forward, Kori plants her lips on Jason's forehead, and then splays out her fingers to keep him pinned down when she pulls back. Holding him in place, the Tamarian stares into Jason's ice-blue eyes.
"I will not give up on you, Jason. And… I won't let you run away anymore. You don't get to decide that your absence is best for me. Only I get to decide that sort of thing. Do you understand me?"
Jason presses his lips together for a moment, not because he disagrees or wants to argue with her, but because Kori's words strike a deep cord, and he's wondering if… eventually, he nods, and the Tamarian lets him up.
"I understand. And I promise, I won't leave unless you ask me to leave."
Kori lets out a sigh at that, and nods back, even as she crosses her arms over her chest. Jason, meanwhile, walks over to his discarded clothing, and more importantly, the red helmet nestled amongst them. As he picks it up, he can practically FEEL Kori's tension ratcheting up behind him, and to be fair, it's probably well-founded. But he doesn't put it on or anything like that. Instead, taking a couple steps towards the ocean, Jason puts all of his strength into tossing the Red Hood out into the sea.
As it flies through the air, Jason brings up the other thing he grabbed from his clothes, and shooting from the hip, Jason presses the button on the small remote in his hand, watching with a sense of finality as the metal helmet explodes a safe distance away. Turning back to a wide-eyed Kori, Jason adopts something of a smile.
"No more bombs around my neck, no more tactical advantages, no more suicidal risks. I promise, I'll try to keep on living. For you… and for Roy."
Koriandr's smile is bright enough to light the sun, or so Jason thinks even as the Tamarian zips forward to hug him. Laughing, Jason hugs her back, letting the now useless remote fall from his fingers as he does so. They're not… they're not together. This isn't romantic love. But maybe that's the problem. Maybe Jason has been chasing 'the one' for so long that he's messed up everything in the process.
Maybe all he really needs is a friend. Kori wants to be that for him, and Jason figures he'll let her. Together, they'll be unstoppable. But he's done being a leader. He'll follow her lead for the foreseeable future, and just maybe he'd see where that took him…
-x-X-x-
The last few months had been… not that bad, admittedly. After reconciling with Koriandr, Jason found himself acting as Starfire's partner, both around the world and even a few times in space. Perhaps one could even call him her sidekick. Honestly? Jason wouldn't have necessarily minded the label. It was nice to take the weight of the world off his shoulders for once and leave things like Gotham to the Bat Family while he helped Starfire save what they could, where they could.
Their relationship continued of course as well during this time, but it never went beyond friends-with-benefits, and that suited both of them just perfectly fine. Neither of them were looking for a boyfriend or girlfriend, and especially not a husband or wife. They were friends, very close friends indeed, and that was enough.
By Starfire's side, Jason felt like he'd been doing some real good. The Tamarian Princess had a bit of a hard-on for slavers and thus human traffickers, and that tended to be what she focused on finding and ending, where ever she could. Jason was happy to help her, and though it led them both into some very dark places, the deepest depths of human depravity that even Jason had ever seen, they always came out the other side, thanks to each other. And they always came out with as many freed men and women as they could.
Stopping slavers was one thing. Saving people, giving them their freedom and their lives back, that was a whole new level of satisfying. Even still, Starfire couldn't always take him along. While they had been off-world together a couple times in the past few months, that was usually more by accident than anything else. Starfire preferred to handle the space missions on her own, telling Jason that he wasn't meant to leave Earth, that it was his home.
He knew how important home was to the Tamarian woman, especially after having hers all but barred from her by her own sister. Starfire could never go home, and it was clear she didn't want that for Jason, didn't even want to so much as risk losing him in space. Seeing that, he was able to give her what she needed, and stay behind at times when she found a cause that required her attention off of Earth.
Even still, Jason could readily admit that the times when Starfire was away from the planet were the hardest. Oh sure, he had others he could turn to… but he didn't like doing that. He didn't enjoy burdening people with his shit, and what he and Starfire had was a mutual sort of shit-burdening that worked real well for him.
Perhaps that's what found him at Roy's grave one day, while Starfire was off-world. Standing there, looking down at his buddy's tombstone, Jason lets out a sigh, smiling half-heartedly.
"Miss you bud."
But he knows he can't spend all day here, and he's already been standing there for at least an hour. So, the young man turns to leave, only to stop dead in his tracks at finding a familiar, equally surprised face staring back at him. A moment later, Donna Troy is blushing, clearly embarrassed at getting caught out. How long she was standing there a few feet away, Jason doesn't know, but he's sure it wasn't too long…
"S-Sorry, I just… I didn't expect anyone else to be here, I guess."
Jason can't help but smile slightly, the corner of his mouth quirking up. He's face to face with one of his oldest crushes, and it's a little embarrassing, but truth be told, he's in a good place right now. Maybe it's awkward for her, but he's… he's alright.
"It's good to see you, Jason. You look like you're doing well."
"You too and yeah, I guess I am. I…"
"Roy talked about you all the time, you know. You were his best friend. And… and his inspiration, whenever he was having a hard go of it. You meant the world to him, and I think he'd be glad to know you were still okay."
And just like that, Jason is no longer alright. It takes a moment for Donna's words to truly hit him, but when they do, they hit like a fucking truck. He tries to keep it together, he really does, but in the end, he simply can't. Breaking down into tears in front of a girl he'd crushed on since he was a lot younger probably wasn't the manliest thing to do, but Jason couldn't bring himself to care.
Of course, he wasn't expecting Donna's arms to close around him a moment later, or the woman to pull him in close, embracing him and letting him cry into her shoulder for who knew how long. But then, she'd always been a little bit unexpected.
-x-X-x-
Time passed, after that fateful meeting, as it was wont to do. Starfire came back from her mission, and Jason went back to helping her out, but from that moment on, weekly visits to Roy's grave had come with weekly meetings with Donna Troy, until eventually, she'd taken the initiative of asking Jason if she wanted to get some coffee.
It had been a little hard, at first. He didn't want to tarnish Roy's memory, and part of him felt like he was betraying Starfire at the same time if he showed interest in another woman. It took the Tamarian woman herself to get his head out of his ass and remind him that they weren't a thing, and on top of that, that Roy would have wanted all of his friends to be happy, especially if he played some part in it.
So even if they'd bonded over their grief for the death of a friend, Jason eventually gave it a shot. Him and Donna started having a date every week, and honestly? It was kind of nice, taking things slow. There were no expectations. They would meet up at Roy's grave, spend a little bit of time cleaning it up and leaving fresh flowers, and then they'd head over to a nearby diner for some food.
They could talk for hours really, if nothing interrupted them. Of course, given who they both were, something almost always inevitably did. If it wasn't aliens attacking Earth, it was mole men breaching the surface, or even some new upstart in the ocean trying to attack the land dwellers. Sometimes Jason had to go, sometimes Donna did, but they always knew, without even having to say it, that they would both be back, same time next week.
And then there came a time when it was surprisingly quiet in their neck of the woods. Be that Earth or otherwise, there was an entire week where they found themselves NOT getting called away to duty, found themselves NOT having to go save some part of the world from some new (or old) megalomaniac. It meant they spent hours more just talking to one another, just spending time in each other's company, but it made the goodbyes all the more awkward for it.
Until one day, one date, Donna finally grabbed him by the wrist as they were in the midst of one of those goodbyes and when Jason looked back at her, he found the dark-haired carbon copy of a younger Wonder Woman biting her lower lip.
"Hey… wanna continue this back at my place?"
Blinking, Jason considers that for a moment. Too long of a moment, because Donna starts to look hurt, and like she felt she'd made a mistake. Before she can pull away however, Jason smiles, knowing the decision he needed to make.
"Sure. I'd love to."
Within a couple minutes, they were in her apartment, and three feet from the door, they were kissing. It was… surprisingly slow and tender, but Jason supposed it shouldn't have been THAT surprising, based on how their entire relationship up to this point had been. Regardless as Donna pushes him up against the counter, their lips smashed together and their tongues pushing into each other's mouths, he realizes he's happy. Well and truly happy.
And… and so long as he makes her happy as well, Jason is fine with this. Things progress as things do, and soon enough, they're moving towards the bedroom, pulling off each other's clothes, kicking off their own pants, getting naked for what's to come. As soon as Jason is out of his boxers, he finds himself unceremoniously tossed onto Donna's bed. The powerful young woman follows shortly after, and as she straddles him, she bites her lower lip again, looking unsure, as if worried that he won't find her forwardness or her aggression attractive.
Nothing to be worried about there. Jason isn't sure there's a damn thing about Donna Troy that he DOESN'T find attractive at this point. Reaching out, he grabs her by her hips and squeezes reassuringly, knowing that he couldn't apply nearly enough strength to hurt her… but then, that's not the point. She gasps at the squeeze, and instinctively grinds her naked cunt against his cock, and a moment later, they're doing the deed.
Donna lifts herself up, and drops herself down on his cock, impaling herself on the thick, meaty member as Jason, already most definitely erect, groans at how tight her insides are, how they feel clinging around his member. Donna, meanwhile, is moaning in her own time, tossing her head back, gasping and mewling for breath as she starts to ride him, rolling her hips this way and that, undulating and gyrating across his length.
She felt so good, wrapped around his cock, and from the expression of pure ecstasy that soon crossed her face, Jason liked to think that he felt pretty good buried inside of her cunt as well. She was certainly acting that way, and in no time at all, an orgasm takes her, causing her body to spasm and her pussy juices to slicken the passage of his cock up into her, her inner walls growing all the wetter and her insides loosening a bit more.
Their crotches are connected now, joined together as every last inch of his cock ends up buried in her hot, velvety depths. Falling over him, her hair acting as a halo around their faces, Donna takes Jason's face in both hands and kisses him all the more hurriedly, all the more desperately. In the end, she's just as hurt as he is, perhaps even as broken. Coming up off the bed, Jason wraps his arms around the young woman's back, holding her close in a lover's embrace and bouncing her up and down on his cock, even as she continues to gyrate and ride him, moaning into his lips and then his ear once their kiss breaks apart again.
Her own arms eventually go around his neck, their bodies molding against one another, melding together. He's… honestly never felt this close to anyone before. It's a wild sensation, one that Jason can say is wholly unmatched by any he's experienced before it. In this moment, he's truly happy, and as Donna cries out, orgasming again, Jason doesn't hold back, he feels his release coming and he lets it go. His seed flows into her womb, and she takes it with a shuddering moan into his ear, their cheeks rubbing against one another as they hold each other close.
Then, it's over. They remain embraced like that for a moment as they each come down from their respective endorphin highs, but once that's done, Donna slips out of Jason's lap and flops to the bed beside him. Then, she grabs him by the wrist and drags him down to her, holding him close and using him like a big teddy bear as she curls up into his chest.
Jason instinctively wraps his arm around her as she finds her preferred place at his side, staring down at her in a bit of abject wonder. Was this… was this what love felt like? He didn't want it to end. He never wanted it to end.
-x-X-x-
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