Jason had just gotten back to his dim base after his nightly patrol around Crime Alley, exhaustion seeping from his bones.
"I need you to settle something for me." A familiar voice called out to him, which admittedly startled him as he directed a gun towards its direction.
Once he got his bearings, he was met with the sight of Tim Drake lounging in his base as if he had long belonged there. With a sigh of relief masked to project annoyance, Jason lowered his gun. "Whatever happened to Hello, Handsome, or Oh, Master Jason, you look absolutely dashing today?" He jested as he took off his helmet, his eyes not leaving Tim's figure.
Tim paid his jest no mind as he directly asked. "You slept with Talia, right?"
"Keep your voice down, unless you want me to end up in a ditch somewhere courtesy of that demon brat." Jason chided as he sat beside the younger Robin.
"So you did?" Tim, undeterred, pressed further. Those blue eyes widening in curiosity.
"Not my best moment, but I needed to get back at Bruce the easiest way I knew." Jason couldn't help but cringe upon recalling his tryst with Talia. It was a mistake, and they both knew it, but still, he pushed through with it.
"Please don't tell me you were pit drunk when you fucked her."
"Contrary to popular belief, I don't lose my rationality when the pit takes over." Jason scoffed out, taking a slight offense at this assumption. "My inhibitions just get significantly lowered, and instincts are honed in."
"Whatever, so you still clearly remember the experience?"
“Yes, I do, but mind your fucking attitude, Pretty Bird." Jason half-heartedly chided as he took off his armor. "Aren't you the one asking for a favor?"
Tim immediately straddled on his lap, those blue eyes pierced right through Jason's entire being before he demanded. "Fuck me."
Jason couldn't believe the words he was hearing. "Excuse me, what?"
Jason could clearly see the fires of determination in Tim's eyes. "Fuck me and tell me if I'm better than her."
Jason couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of this whole thing. Of course, Jason had to get roped into this bullshit. "I knew this had something to do with your fucked-up relationship with Daddy Bats."
"He won't say anything. He thinks he's being decent and polite, but it's only hurting me." Tim easily confessed as he pouted, still on top of Jason's lap as if he wasn't a grown man. "I'm sure it hurts Talia too, seeing him fuck his former protégé."
"You know what? Now it all makes sense why she wanted you out of the picture so bad." Jason commented as he rubbed his chin. "She even got printouts of your pictures to obsess over."
Tim rolled his eyes as if it was common knowledge that Talia hated him. "Tell me something I don't know, Jason."
"I don't know, Timbo. Why me?" Jason playfully resisted as he continued to question Tim. "Why not find any of the hundreds of other men who Talia slept with?"
"Please, Jason. You're blunt, and I know you wouldn't lie just to spare my feelings." Tim pleaded with a sweeter tone as he gently caressed Jason's body. The younger Robin planted himself on top of Jason's crotch as his length twitched in interest. "I need you."
Jason wasn't exactly foolish enough to turn down free pussy, especially when it came from Timothy, who Bruce had monopolized for years. In the rare event that Bruce might get his head out of his ass and lock Tim down, Jason may never have this chance at all. Besides, from the pleased look on Tim's face, it was as if the boy already knew that Jason would inevitably succumb to his wiles. Jason might as well be selfish and have fun with it.
They found themselves tumbling in Jason's bed as Tim showcased his best under the sheets. Jason eagerly took all the pleasure that Tim had provided him.
"Well?" Tim asked after he had caught his breath.
"I don't know. I can't really directly compare. Talia and I didn't exactly stop after one round." Jason teased with a salacious wink. He already knew his answer, but he had wanted to milk the situation.
Tim groaned in annoyance as he straddled on top of Jason's bulky body again. "Why didn't you say beforehand?"
Before they both knew it, the sun had begun to rise. Now, they were both completely exhausted and utterly fucked out as they lay beside each other in Jason's bed.
"Well?" Tim asked in a tone that was more breath than a syllable.
"You're better, okay? Is that what you wanted to hear? Now, let's go to fucking bed." Jason found himself saying in a tone louder than he projected. Frankly, he was fatigued at this point, and even if he wanted to fuck Tim's brains out again, his body was unwilling. He wrapped Tim's lithe frame in a tight bear hug as slumber overtook both of them.
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"You need to elaborate, Jason." Tim whined for the past hour as Jason tried to cook them some food to eat. Ever since they had woken up, Tim wouldn’t stop badgering him to expound on his answer. He was naive to think that the World's Greatest Junior Detective would be satisfied by a simple confirmation.
"She's got centuries of experience above you, but your enthusiasm more than makes up for it." Jason scoffed out as he placed a plate before Tim. "Looks are subjective, but yours happens to fall more in line with my type, so yours is better in comparison. Happy now?"
Tim shot him a genuine smile. "Thank you, Jason, for settling this tiff and for the food."
"Go shut your trap and eat your breakfast."
After a moment of silence, peacefully eating the meal Jason had graciously made for them, he broke the silence. "So with this information, what do you plan on doing with it?"
"Aside from relishing in the fact that all she got on me are bodies and a couple of years?" Tim cheekily answered with his cheeks still full. "I suppose I should start sleeping around more. Maybe I could learn a thing or two."
"Well, you know my door is always closed, but I'm sure you'll find a way in." Jason winked at him, excitement brewing in his stomach at the possibility of sleeping with Tim again.
"I'll be sure to keep that in mind."
"So... who's better in bed? Me or Bruce?" Jason teased with a wide grin.
"Don't ask me questions, you don't want to know the answers to." Tim shot him down.
"Fine, I didn't need to know anyway." Jason playfully sneered as he began to clean up their now-empty plates.
"You mind if I head out? I need to talk to Dick about something."
"Don't tell me you're about to hit up Dick to find out who's better, you or Selina..." Jason jested with a hearty laugh.
"The fuck I look like getting back to a has-been?" Tim replied with too much snark for it to come off as harmless.
"That's low even for you, Pretty Bird." Jason grimaced with an awkward laugh. "I knew B brought out the worst in you, but damn."
