thinking about… titty fucking jason todd and turns out? he loves being titty fucked by you. and you learn that in the best way possible… by testing it out.

jason was on his back, his legs spread, thighs flexing. his hands were forced behind his head, his shoulders sitting on the pillows as you sat by his legs.

“c’mon, sweetheart.” he murmurs, keeping his hands in his own black hair as he watches you line up with his cock… not with your pussy but with your tits.

he loves your tits, he didn’t care about the size of them, they were perfect in his eyes. he loves to grab them, suck them, licks your nipples and squeezing them whenever he slipped his arms behind you… and right now? it’s taking everything in his body to not cum already, just by the sight of you lining up your tits with his cock.

you angle yourself on your knees, both hands on each side of your breasts. “shush, jay, let me handle you… keep those hands behind your head.” you tell him.

he groans, but he does listen to you.

your hands push together and in an instant, your breasts are on each side of his cock, he’s long, around nine inches as your breasts press against his tip first, his precum smearing on your skin the moment you touch him.

“fuck…” he gasps, eyebrows furrowing and trying to keep it together— but really? he’s failing. miserably.

“there you go…” you teases, your own hands squeezing your breasts and seeing how he reacts, a groan leaving his mouth at the sight. he’s already straining, you can feel him twitch between your tits. “you look like you’re about to lose your mind…” you teases.

“sweetheart.” his voice strangled, fingers fisting the back of his hair because he refused to break your rule of not touching you. not yet anyway. “you know d-damn well what you’re doing to me… you’re fucking evil.”

you grin, a laugh spilling out your mouth as you continue to move up and down, his cock sliding between them, up and down with the slick noises of his precum and your skin echoing through the bedroom. you thrust your tits down to his balls, and then back up to his tip. “that’s the point, jason.” you purr, your breath ghosting against his cock, seeing it twitch. “you’re loving this, ain’t you?”

he nods, finally moving his hands but not to your body but to lean on his forearms, flexing his thighs as he grounds himself. “you know the answer.”

“say it.”

“…yes.”

you had him groaning with each slick glide of your chest, panting with each movement of your tits.

and you? live for it. fucking love it.

jason’s breath catches in his throat— half desperation, and the other half reverence, his fists grabbing on the sheets. “baby, I’m so god damn close.” he groans, moving his hips a little to thrust upwards, matching your tits. you grin as his tip presses against your chin. “keep doing this and I’m gonna fuckin’ cum on you, baby.”

your smile is a mix of fondness for him, and wickedness for being able to make him feel like this. you collect spit onto your tongue, and with eye contact with him, spit slides off your tongue and lands right on his cock, and you can see his eyes roll back.

“jesus christ baby.” he groans, seeing your spit drip down his cock as his hips sputter, veins bulge out of his hands as his balls tighten. the chokehold you have on him is insane.

you cock your head down enough for your lips to be right over his cock, and for a quick movement the moment his cock becomes close to your lips. you seal your lips around his bulbous tip, taking a quick suck, tongue flicking up and down in a teasing fashion— and before he could react? you pop off him and press your breasts back on his cock.

that’s how jason loses it. his hips bucked helplessly, his right hand moving out of the sheets and go to the top of your head, threading his thick fingers through your hair as his head rolls back.

he groans your name as you feel his cock twitch, and with no moment in between; his seed spills onto your breasts, threads of his white semen shoot onto your breasts and hitting your jaw.

your tongue sticks out, licking the cum that sloshes onto your jaw, tasting his semen. “taste so good, jay.” you groan as the taste of his cum hits the back of your throat.

his cum paints your breasts, jaw, and chin, your hands finally let up on your own breasts, red marks of your hands being revealed the moment you let go off them… and when you let go and your breasts relax? his cum streaks down in slow drips… and it’s the sexiest thing jason has ever seen.

“c’mere baby.” he mutters, tugging on your hair gently. and you didn’t waste a moment to straddle him.

jason todd is the one character I’m able to project my kind of mean! sex onto because I can but I will always make my men submissive, even if they’re the most powerful person on earth. just like the batman fic I wrote, this was written before bed, but didn’t want to forget it so sorry if this is a little sloppy!

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