Damian Wayne

only on rare locations would jason todd pop up at the wayne manor, mostly because bruce and him weren’t on the best of terms right now. nevertheless, he still went there to talk to the one person he cared the most for; afred. and after the chat he shared with the butler, he made his way down to the batcave; deciding he could waste some time practicing in the fighting simulator while bruce was still away, as he couldn’t bother with the old man rigth now. however, as he was sweating and the tank top plastered to his build and worked-up chest he was interrupted by the sound of one of the most piercing voices of all: damian.

with a sigh and a roll of his shoulders, trying to bite through a soreness in there jason turned to face the other. cocking his head to the side as eyes narrowed to little slids. “thought that wrongly, kid. i’m done soon— so, you can watch the grown up put his skills to work or tug at that lil’ prick of yours in your bedroom.” taking hold of the hem of the tanktop, he brought it up to swipe off some of the sweat in his face. “unless alfred told you that i was here, and you have something to ask me— or are simply here to try and cut me up, again.” jason didn’t buy damians sudden change, to him there was still a hidden agenda somewhere. and knowing talia, and recently speaking to him, he was pretty damn sure that the heir of the demon wanted to continue what he started by sending damian to gotham.

“Always trying to cut you up Jason, just too tempting not to knock down a few sizes.” Damian smirks as he enters the training facility further. His feet carrying him over towards the ring with quiet steps. He was wearing a pair of black briefs, expecting to be alone he hadn’t exactly dressed for company. Rather enjoying the free movement that dressing down often provided. Standing in front of Jason like this though he should have felt exposed, vulnerable. Sliding up onto the mat he smiled at the other’s sweat drenched form, his tongue darting out for just a second before turning cold. “Care for a real opponent brother? No swords this time, just fists.” @beatupwithacrowbar​

[🐱] ———- “your father doesn’t seem to have a particularly claim on me,” sebastian shifted and tried to move a bit more, but it was to do so especially now that the other one’s firm and thick member was prodding against his lower back. “is that what you’re doing right now? taking what is supposedly his?” sebastian teased, back arching even further as he backs his ass up more. making sure to excite the young, hormonous boy even further. “——-you sure show to have some spice to you, a certain aggression in your ways.” sebastian commented with a slight hum, hissing at the rough touches and the squeezes of the man’s thick tan flesh. “god,” the catman hummed at the kiss to his neck and gasped as the speedos he wore were pulled down to reveal the thickness of those tan buttocks. jiggling when those full mounds of flesh were released from the horribly suffocating material of the underwear. “what’s next damian—- you’re continuing the thing you’re supposed to do, or are you thinking of doing something different now that you’ve got mommy’s big ass right in front of you. ready for the taking. so ripe, so plump.”

Jon couldn’t even manage to look sorry as Damian dragged him off toward the bathroom.  It was true he’d been actively teasing his boyfriend, just to get a rise out of him.  And it was his luck that it seemed to work in more ways than one.  He let himself be pushed against the wall, enjoying Damian’s hands all over him, groaning as they slipped into his hair and tugged.  Jon hummed softly as Damian kissed his throat.  “If you think I want you to go easy on me, then I haven’t been teasing you hard enough.” @sonofwayne·

“You little shit!” Damian practically growls at the way his boyfriend teases him. His hands are tugging at the other’s clothes, pulling the shirt over his head so that it locks behind his neck and reveals the massive pecs he adores. Quickly reaching down he’s tugging at the other’s belt, trying to get into those pants. All the while his mouth leans in and is stealing heated desperate kisses from Jon. “You don’t know what you fucking do to me Jon... If this was anyone else... They’d be gone, but you, always you Jon.... I love you.” @superbcywarriors

[🐱] ——- the catman smirked at the responses he got from the young robin, how his curvaceous figure was able to tempt the young and trained assasin. it would assure the burglar that the son of bruce would be putty in his claws, listen to every whim and request if he was allowed to take a peek or a nip from the lucious tan flesh that was slowly put on display. “—–everything has a result, for you to figure out or see if there is one you would like.” sebastian hummed, body tensing as the other was quick to wrap his arm around the cinched waist; a hand grabbing and squeezing the perky mountain of muscle that was the thief’s fat ass. “something tells me you don’t want me to walk away, instead you’d love for me to stay.” the zipper had been tugged down all the way to the burglar’s groin. exposing a beautiful sight of tan muscle squeezed into the leather catsuit that he wore. a hint of a lace garter belt at that tight waist showing, easy to grab and to explore down thick thighs that were most likely wrapped in the most beautiful and expensive stockings that gotham offered. “you get to play with mommy, if you allow her to keep the diamond she stole.” a fair offer, even for sebastian. besides, the youngster’s hormones were allegedly on the burglar’s side.

Dick grinned as he saw Damian’s rather…Pissed off face. “You need to learn to control your emotions more Dam-” Dick was cut off by his feet suddenly being swept out from him, causing him to yelp as he fell back onto his ass. Dick quickly tried to roll over on top of the other before he could do anything to take control of the sparring session.

Damian smiled as he heard his adoptive brother hit the ground hard. But it quickly went away as Dick began to roll on top of him. Damian’s legs working to wrap around the other man’s waist and tugging him close, causing their groins to grind against each other as he was pinned to the ground. “D-dick!” He let’s out a breathless moan as he’s pushed into the mat. “This isn’t over brother...” He glares for a moment, but he’s stuck, unable to break free... He only has one move left to surprise the boy. quickly leaning up he kisses Dick, desperate and full of need.  @dickxgraysonx​

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Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY “Since the day I met him I haven’t been able to keep my hands off of this one. He’s everything to me, and without him I’m not sure what I would do.”

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“He is my father, I’m not sure what you are trying to get at here?”

damian had the al ghul ambition, that was certain - he had seen the same thing in both talia and ra’s when they wanted something badly. his son was barely eighteen and coming into adulthood and already talking about protecting the city, bruce couldn’t have been much older when he found ra’s to train him. “we will cross that bridge when it cross, damian” he said as he looked up to the skies. “you are still a boy and just learning discipline as robin.. you have far too much to learn before you could be batman”