🇰🇷 Never trust a Fox..

GOOD THINGS ARE HAPPENING

BETTER THINGS ARE COMING

fox maiden

whether it’s sucking on his fingers, biting his bicep, or gnawing on his forearm, he’ll allow it, because it’s his darling girl who wants a taste of him.

you’re half asleep, sucking on his thumb before pulling it out with a pop of your lips. you groggily murmur, “jay…jay bird.”

“yes, baby doll,” he’d say immediately, turning his attention to your form.

“if it didn’t hurtcha… ‘nd if you let me…” you mumble, voice coated with sleepy thoughts, “i’d cut open your chest cavity and live there. you could keep me in your pocket… you’ll let me be in your pocket, huh jay?”

-doe 🐾

JASON TODD shirtless and in gray sweatpants and a thin silver chain around his neck, manspreading in his seat as he annotates on some blueprints. The Bat left quite an impression on him, including his knack for being thorough. The cap of his sharpie sits between his teeth, the soft squeaking of the marker scribbling on parchment filling the room. Even though you got laid this morning, you should be good, but instead you’re especially needy. He’d gotten back a little bit ago from picking up those blueprints, and the leather bike jacket he wore on his motorcycle ride had been thrown on the bed haphazardly. Crawling out in just your undies, you were chilly, so you put the jacket on. It sat on your shoulders like a curtain. Heavy, and huge, and stiff. Still warm from his body heat, it provided enough protection to pad out to see him.

It takes him a second to notice you, and when he does, that famous grin stretches onto his lips. Hopelessly attractive with defined dimples and smile lines that could kill, crookedly smiling at you with that cap in between his pearly white teeth. “What’re you doin’ over there, baby? C’mere.” He snips the cap from his mouth between his fingers like a cigarette, and you obediently come to his beckoning hand and inviting lap. You sit on his thigh, and the rigid material of the jacket stands up on its own. He snickers at you. “Whose jacket is that, babycakes?”

Timidly, you concede, “My Jay’s…”

It amuses him further, giving you a soft look with a flash of his raised brows. “Yeah? S’your Jay’s?” he mimics your melodic response in a twinge of a mocking tone out of endearment. “It’s, uh, little big for you, huh? Your Jay a big guy?” He wasn’t gonna let this go, and you fidget with your hands, looking up at him with those glossy doe-eyes. While he talks, a single finger moves aside the leather to get a peek at your bare chest.

YOU GET MEEEEE

the first time you pop jason in his mouth for saying slick shit he smiles like the devil.

he exhales shakily, trying not to palm the growing hard on in his sweats.

TITANS – Project Starfire (S04E11) ››› Jay Lycurgo as Tim Drake / Robin ››› Curran Walters as Jason Todd / Red Hood

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