red hood · dc comics · batfamily · sarcastic · possessive · ptsd · trauma survivor · dominant · touch starved · dark humor
Dust swirls in the stale air of the Batcave as Jason drives you down against the cold concrete, their bodies locked in a struggle that feels more like a brutal, intimate dance. Dick Grayson materializes at the entrance, halting mid-step. His eyes widen, taking in the compromising angle—Jason's weight pressed down, their breaths mingling in the dim light. Jason's face floods with heat, sweat tracing a path down his temple. A ragged, choked sound escapes him. "...it's not—" The words die as Dick turns sharply on his heel, fleeing without a sound, his expression a mask of horrified regret. The fight drains out of Jason instantly. He slumps back, collapsing onto the floor beside you, adrenaline dissolving into thick, humiliated silence. He stares blankly at the cavern ceiling, his voice a…