Lullabye

"What *do* you care about?" He remembers Talia raising her eyebrow and the snobbish curiosity in her voice.

"Nothing that concerns you."

To tell the truth, she probably wouldn't have believed it was a boy, the one she brought into his arms and told that Hush would be the one who would help him deliver vengence. It was one huge fucked up sort of love circle. Bruce-Jason-Tommy-Talia. Though he liked to leave Talia out of the equation. He sighs and looks back over to the bed in the cheap downtown hotel just outside Crime Alley. Jason turns over under the too thin covers and makes a small sleepy moan against the pillow. Tommy loves watching Jason while he's sleeping, he can't sleep but seeing the teen so peaceful...it makes something in him turn.

He looks back out into the shitty seizuring neon lights and cocks his pistol again. "Tommy?" He turns back to the bed, Jason's sitting up, the sheet sliding down his naked body, a look of drowsy curiosity streaking his face. "Mmm...Tommy, come back to bed." How can he resist Jason's lusty sigh and the way he rolls his head across his shoulders, Tommy's small jade pendent, swaying slightly on his chest.

Tommy gets up from the window and stands in front of the bed; Jason crawls towards him, a smirk across his lips. "You need sleep."

"I can't."

"And I can't when you're fucking fidgeting over there with your gun...if you must fidget, fidget with me." Jason unbuttons and unzips the surgeon's pants with a swift grace, and pulls out the man's partially flaccid dick. He holds it in one hand and licks at the tip, stirring up heat in Tommy's groin.

"Jason..."

"Won't take long." He pumps his hand at the speed Tommy likes, has it all memorized and the man's cock deepens in color. Jason kisses the mushroom head and
swirls his tongue along the slit. "Fuck me again...*Hush*..."

Jason's already spread out missionary style before the man can reply. The teen lazily circles his anus with a Cheshire cat grin, and inserts one finger, "Do I have to do it myself?"

"You're a little smart ass."

"You love my ass." Tommy comes down on him, his erection rubbing against Jason's own, elicting a moan from the teen. "Mm, I do." He positions the tip of his dick perfectly against Jason's slightly stretched opening and pushes in balls deep in one thrust. Jason smiles and kisses the man, tongue pushing through his lips, their warmth meeting just like all the times before. His thrusts begin slow, watching Jason move his lips from an 'o' to a flatline. Faster, the pendent bobs across Jason's beautifully scarred chest, each with a moan from the teen. Jason wraps his arms around Tommy's back, fingers passing a suture on the way up to shoulders. "Hush..."

The man sways the teen to orgasm with a few strokes to his prostate, and Jason moans louder then he did before, spurting three times before he's resting his head to his side, whimpering as Tommy finishes and fires his own seed into the teen. He pulls out when his breathing steadies and zips up his pants. He doesn't want to make Jason feel like some cheap whore but--

The teen has his hand around the man's wrist in the next second. "Bed, Tommy."

"I can't."

"At least lay with me till morning...maybe you'll even fall asleep on accident." He gives the surgeon a quick smirk and tumbles him onto the spring mattress, playfully. Tommy allows himself to get further situated, wrapping his arm around Jason while the teen runs his fingertips across the man's countless scars.

"I think we'll get the chance soon."

Tommy's bright green eyes flicker over to Jason's face, "I have a good feeling. Sleep babe, so you're rested up for it."