OPEN POST

[tenyearsafter]

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OPEN POST FOR VOICE-TESTING AND/OR SMUT


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featuring these assholes:


Alec Delaney, 26
half cop half cape all fanboy
extranormal power/tech nullifier - reduces all targets to ordinary level human wussies through the power of sheer cynicism - reverse lantern
talks to cities like they're living things
please don't break my camera the department's on a budget and I was taking pictures of you for Science




Jason Todd | the Arkham Knight
former sidekick, current angry vigilante and sometimes mercenary
abandoned to the joker's tender mercies for a year
REAL FUCKED UP IN THE HEAD
you brought the upgraded batmobile that's cool i brought thirty tanks aND ALSO A GIANT DRILL MACHINE THAT FIRES MISSILES WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME


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Comments

[jesses]

[ all the bulb feels like is a huge, heavy thing inside of him, rubbing against him with every tiny movement. the plants play this game with him whenever he comes down here, overstimulating him, sometimes restraining him until they've had their quota of fertilizer from him, but they don't usually keep him waiting like this.

the idea sparks, though-- maybe tim wouldn't keep him waiting. maybe tim would give him what he needs.

despite the pollen enhancing certain bestial instincts, the plants have also taught him that patience is rewarded. he's happy to focus on tim first, nudging the sucker plant off tim's cock so he can curl his fingers around it and stroke, warm and gentle. the first time is overwhelming, he remembers. ]

I assume you mean here, [ he murmurs in tim's ear, gently fisting him. his own cock is hard and straining against tim's thigh, and he rubs it suggestively against him. ]

Put your hands on me. Help me catch up.

[notlikeanyone]

[ Tim has no idea how the plants normally act with Jason, or that they might be teasing him - it stands to reason that they're taking their time playing with a new find, as it were, but even so, all Tim knows is that it feels like they're all over him, holding him in place for Jason. And he's increasingly okay with that, losing his grasp on what objections he had to it before. As long as he's with Jason, as long as Jason is touching him, making him feel good, it's all okay, isn't it?

Why wouldn't it be?

Any resurgence of doubts, any thoughts that this place is dangerous, all disappear when he feels Jason's hand wrap around his cock, stroking gently. It's... warm, and careful, and gentle, but it's still enough to have him gasping and slowly bumping his hips up into the touch, rubbing his cock against Jason's hand, into his strokes. He's feeling over-sensitised, hot and aching with arousal still, again, and Jason is giving him exactly what he wants. ]

Y-yes, that's it, that's - that's where I want you to, ah, to touch me... [ He gasps it out, desperately grateful for Jason not forcing him to be more specific. He swallows a quiet groan at the feel of Jason's cock rubbing against his thigh, hot and heavy against his skin, and nods. ]

I... I've never... with another... [ He admits, quietly, but he still tugs one of his hands free of the cilia and slips it down, hesitantly grasping Jason's cock. The plants don't seem to mind freeing his hands if he's going to touch Jason, but they wrap thicker vines around his ankles instead, making sure he's secure, for now. He seeks out Jason's mouth for a kiss, flushed and eager, starting to stroke his large, stiff cock awkwardly. ]