munnin | Fic: Worked hard, put away wet.

Title: Worked hard, put away wet.
Pairing: Batman/Robin (Jason).
Rating: Hard NC-17. Messy, rough, dubious consent. Consider yourself warned.
Disclaimer: All fun, no cash.
Author’s notes: 100% organic. May contain minor flaws and imperfections that beta-treated slash wouldn’t.
Summery: Summery? That would imply Plot. None of that here. Just hard, rough smut.
Note: Redux from Speed-verse but it works. Hope you like it.

All the air jolted out of Jason’s lungs as Batman slammed him onto the bonnet of the Batmobile. The caped crusader’s lips were hard against his, sucking the last bit of breath out of him as Batman’s tongue invaded his mouth.

Only as Jason started to see grey spots tugging at the edge of his vision did Batman let him breathe, grinning dangerously as the youth sucked great gasps of air.

“You deserve this. You know that don’t you Robin?” Batman demanded, punctuating his words with sharp kisses down Jason’s throat, each one raising red welts on the youth’s pale skin. “You have been disobeying orders. You knew this would happen sooner or later. That I would have to teach you a lesson.”

He pushed Jason to the ground, dropping him to his knees. The young vigilante found himself at eye level with Batman’s crotch, the tight Kevlar leaving nothing to the imagination. Jason threw his hands out, grabbing Batman’s muscular thighs for support as Batman tangled his hand in Jason’s hair, forcing the youth to look up at him.

“This is what you know you deserve Robin. And now you’ve got it.” With a deft hand Batman opened his fly and drew out his cock, swollen hard and leaking. He twisted his hand in Jason’s hair, watching the blue eyes tear up beneath obscenely long lashes. “Tell me this is what you want Robin.” Batman’s voice had a hard and dangerous edge. “Beg me for it.”

Jason refused, breathing hard and keeping his mouth resolutely closed. Batman stepped forward to trap the younger man’s head between his groin and the Batmobile’s bumper.

Batman teased the head of his cock over Jason’s mouth, spreading pre-cum over his lips and pulled hard on the younger man’s hair. He cut off the boy’s cry as he forcing his length into Jason’s mouth. Batman eased back slightly as Jason gagged, giving the young man a chance to recover, still holding the head of his cock inside Jason’s mouth.

Jason’s breathing hitched as Batman gripped his head, holding him still as the caped crusader started to rock into him, each thrust pushing deeper into his mouth. He tried to pull away as Batman’s cock pushed into his throat, making him gag again but there was nowhere to go. Trapped against the hard steel of the car; Jason could do nothing but try to accept Batman’s more than ample length.

Batman threw his head back with a growl as he felt Jason open his throat, sheathing himself completely in the tight heat of the youth’s mouth. “That’s more like it.” He crowed, gripping the young man’s face and riding him hard. He thrust himself deep, pressing the cold teeth of his fly into Jason’s cheeks and held him there.

Jason started to struggle as his airway was cut off. For the second time tonight, grey spots stated to dance in his vision as Batman held him pinned. He dug his fingers into Batman’s thighs, feeling the strength leaving his body.

There was a rush of air and movement as Batman pulled out; grabbing Jason by the shoulders and throwing him face down on the car. Before Jason could catch his breath Batman ripped his tights away and pinned his arms behind his back, securing them there with Jason’s own cuffs.

Batman pulled Jason down so his feet touched the tarmac, bent from the waist over the bonnet of the car. One hand on the back of Jason’s neck, pressing his face into the Batmobile’s bodywork, Batman kicked the youth’s feet apart, exposing his ass to the cool air of the cave. “Beg for me Robin. Beg me to fuck you.”

“No.” Jason hissed through clenched teeth, trying to hold back as Batman’s fingertips grazed his tight hole.

“Oh you will beg.” Batman promised, feeling Jason squirm at his slightest touch. “You will beg and you will scream and you will cry before I’m done with you.” He pressed his fingers to the underside of Jason’s balls, feeling just how close to the edge the young man was. “Now beg for me to fuck you.”

Jason choked back a scream as Batman’s hand came down hard on his ass, leaving a burning mark where it struck. Followed by a second, lower, almost on the top of his thigh. His ears rang with the realisation Batman had not taken off his gauntlets, the reinforced fabric making each strike sting a little harder. Blow after blow till Jason could no longer contain his cries, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Batman! Please?”

“Please what?” Batman demanded, running his gloved hand over the burning planes of Jason’s cheeks, spreading them slightly to tease his quivering hole. “Please what Robin?”

“Please!” Jason pushed back on Batman’s hand as a gloved finger circled his entrance.

“Oh no Robin. You’re going to have to do much, much better than that.” Batman teased, pushing gently on the tender ring of muscles, hard enough to make them flutter but not enough to push past them.

Jason moaned, trying to push back into Batman’s hand but the caped crusader’s grip on the back of his neck held tight. “No I won’t.” He hissed. “I won’t beg.”

“Yes you will.” Batman’s hand shifted away, returning to encircle Jason’s cock with something cold and tight. Jason gasped as the cock-ring locked in place. “You will beg but you won’t come. Not until I say so.” He thumbed the underside of Jason’s balls, feeling the denied release building. “The longer you hold out...” He returned to caressing Jason’s tight hole. “Beg me Robin and I’ll give you what I know you want.”

Batman lifted his heavy cock, brushing the spit slick head over Jason’s hole, teasing with little thrusts that made Jason whine. “I could keep you like this all night, all strung out and gagging for it. You want this Robin. Little whore that you are; you want me to fuck you. You want me to ride you so hard you won’t be able to sit straight in the cockpit. You want me to stretch you all out of shape so you can feel me for days to come.”

Jason bit his lip, feeling his cheeks burn as Batman rocked against him. “Yes damn it yes!”

“Yes what?” Batman demanded, pushing in so the head of his cock just breached Jason’s entrance, licking his lips as Jason groaned, the young man’s tight hole stretched around him.

“Fuck me. Please?” Jason cried, “Please Batman! Fuck me.”

Batman slammed himself into the youth, the slap of skin on skin lost in Jason’s screams. Batman grabbed the youth’s narrow hips and pounded him hard, dragging Jason’s body up to meet each thrust with bruising force.

Jason’s breath came in starts, no air left to scream as the burn passed and each thrust caught something deep inside him that set off fireworks in his blood. He wanted to come, needed to come but the cock-ring held tight; holding him back. He keened in pain, trying to rub himself against the smooth surface of the car. Friction. Something. Anything.

Batman hauled Jason upright off the Batmobile, slamming into him as he flicked open the catch. Groaning out his own release as Jason clenched and shuddered around him, painting the car with his cum.

The youth fell back against him, aftershocks of his orgasm still ripping though this slender frame. Jason moaned something that sounded like thanks and passed out.