All primed up!

Did someone mention a dog?

Oh. My. God. You have a tail!!

Yea.. and ears. Fluffy fucking ears.

Clark nods, shoving his face against Jason’s hand cheerfully.

He shrugs loosely, ears twitching as he enjoys the physical affection.

Clark can’t hold back an animalistic whine at the loss of contact, frowning before hovering slightly to be at Jason’s height.

Clark smiles widely, lowering himself again and leaning against Jason.

Clark’s features are graced with a smile once more. He leans up a bit to lick Jason right over his cheek, tail wagging hard enough that his hips shift back and forth with it.

Clark nods quickly, careful not to bonk Jason while doing so.

Clark nods, moving his arms to pick Jason up in a bridal carry instead, smiling at him smugly as he lifts them off the ground.

Jason makes a small sound of surprise but recovers quickly, wrapping his arms around Clark's neck and resting his head on the man's shoulder, raising an eyebrow and looking at him when he smirks.

Clark kisses Jason’s forehead, mumbling for him to hold on tight before speeding them off to the safehouse Jason had been staying in most recently.

Jason leans into it, just keeping his arms wrapped tightly around Clark. He closes his eyes when Clark speeds off, hiding his face in the man's neck a little until they stop.

The smaller man lowers them onto the fire escape once they arrive, letting Jason adjust to being still before carefully setting him down again.

Jason blinks his eyes open, looking around and seeing where they are. His hold around Clark's neck tightens for a second when he's put down before realising what's happening and standing up, pulling away from Clark to unlock the window and climb in.

Clark smiles softly, following Jason with his tail wagging slightly.

Jason closes the window behind them before practically throwing himself on to Clark and wrapping his arms around the man's shoulders again.

Clark lets out a small ‘oof!’ sound, chuckling and wrapping his arms around the taller man too.

Clark tilts his head curiously, unintentionally playing into the puppy look.

Jason snorts, booping him on the nose. He continues to do it until he's about to fall, waiting to see what Clark will do.

Clark notes what Jason is doing and picks him up, slinging his the larger man over his shoulder and carefully padding them to the couch where he cheerfully plops Jason down.

Jason grins triumphantly when Clark finally picks him up, making a small sound of surprised when slung over the man's shoulder and put on the couch before taking Clark's hand and pulling him to come join him.

Clark smiles, settling himself on top of Jason, chin rested on the larger’s chest as his tail thumps against the worn couch cushions.

Clark huffs softly, taking Jason’s leaning closer as a sign and carefully sucking another mark against his throat, this time lightly dragging his sharp canines over it.

Clark whines, he doesn’t want to answer a question. He doesn’t want to do any words right now. He just wants to be close and warm and safe and good, and that’s exactly what Jason is.

Clark melts against Jason once he hears his reply, pressing soft, sleepy kisses to his jaw and neck now.

Clark immediately tenses, shrinking back a bit at that. He’s suddenly very aware of exactly how clingy he had in fact been this whole time.

Clark slowly relaxes again, pressing close to Jason like before and burying his face between the larger man’s pecs with a soft huff, tail thumping against the couch and ears tilting slightly forward.

Clark pulls away and tilts his head, accidentally playing into the confused puppy look. He thought the bed was bad? He had drilled it into his mind after that first night that Jason did not like the bed.

Clark hums and presses his face back into Jason’s neck, tail wagging once more.

He wanted to ask if they could lay down again but pushes it down since he didn't get an answer, holding Clark close to himself.

Clark cheerfully kisses Jason’s neck again, content with their current situation.

Jason attempts to coax Clark into laying down on his side with him, fighting back exhaustion.

Clark blinks, realizing what Jason is doing and quickly flopping onto his side instead, curling against Jason.

Jason lefts out a small sigh of relief, hiding Clark's head in his neck and keeping his arms wrapped around the man, his eyes quickly slipping closed.

Clark presses his face into Jason’s neck, instinctively sniffing a few times before he catches himself.

Jason laughs softly, tired down to the bone and trying to relax enough to fall asleep despite the fact someone is right there—a fact his body is all too aware of.

Clark eventually settles, closing his eyes too and properly relaxing.

Jason stays awake, silently, eyes still closed and his breathing even. From the outside even someone as skilled as the Bat himself would assume Jason to be sleeping; yet, his mind stayed awake, the panic not fully leaving.

Clark whines back, disapproving of Jason’s attempt to apologize. He places a dozen more kisses over his face and neck, trying to properly convey that he wasn’t mad at Jason, but worried.

Jason lets out a small sigh of relief when Clark doesn't seem to be mad at him, leaning into the touch and pressing their foreheads together. He doesn't get that Clark is concerned though, just happy to accept that he's not being punished for anything.

Clark just picks Jason up anyway, holding him close and making sure the smaller is comfortable before padding to the kitchen like it’s nothing.

Clark presses a gentle kiss into Jason’s hair, trying to assure him he wasn’t mad. As he enter the kitchen holding Jason, he uses his one free hand to get a cup, put ice in it, and put water in it, taking a long sip before holding it in front of Jason to see if he wanted some too.

Clark hums and takes them back to the living room, setting Jason down first, then the cup, then settling next to Jason on the couch, tail thumping gently against it.

Clark glances at Jason’s hand before nodding, shifting so Jason can reach it better.

Jason smiles softly, gently petting it and running his hands through the fur. It’s so soft he wants to rub his face against it but first he needs to check if it’s too sensitive for that.

Clark tilts his head slightly. He expected it to feel weird, but so far it just feels like someone brushing his arm or his leg.

Did someone mention a dog?

Oh. My. God. You have a tail!!

Yea.. and ears. Fluffy fucking ears.

Clark nods, shoving his face against Jason’s hand cheerfully.

He shrugs loosely, ears twitching as he enjoys the physical affection.

Clark can’t hold back an animalistic whine at the loss of contact, frowning before hovering slightly to be at Jason’s height.

Clark smiles widely, lowering himself again and leaning against Jason.

Clark’s features are graced with a smile once more. He leans up a bit to lick Jason right over his cheek, tail wagging hard enough that his hips shift back and forth with it.

Clark nods quickly, careful not to bonk Jason while doing so.

Clark nods, moving his arms to pick Jason up in a bridal carry instead, smiling at him smugly as he lifts them off the ground.

Jason makes a small sound of surprise but recovers quickly, wrapping his arms around Clark's neck and resting his head on the man's shoulder, raising an eyebrow and looking at him when he smirks.

Clark kisses Jason’s forehead, mumbling for him to hold on tight before speeding them off to the safehouse Jason had been staying in most recently.

Jason leans into it, just keeping his arms wrapped tightly around Clark. He closes his eyes when Clark speeds off, hiding his face in the man's neck a little until they stop.

The smaller man lowers them onto the fire escape once they arrive, letting Jason adjust to being still before carefully setting him down again.

Jason blinks his eyes open, looking around and seeing where they are. His hold around Clark's neck tightens for a second when he's put down before realising what's happening and standing up, pulling away from Clark to unlock the window and climb in.

Clark smiles softly, following Jason with his tail wagging slightly.

Jason closes the window behind them before practically throwing himself on to Clark and wrapping his arms around the man's shoulders again.

Clark lets out a small ‘oof!’ sound, chuckling and wrapping his arms around the taller man too.

Clark tilts his head curiously, unintentionally playing into the puppy look.

Jason snorts, booping him on the nose. He continues to do it until he's about to fall, waiting to see what Clark will do.

Clark notes what Jason is doing and picks him up, slinging his the larger man over his shoulder and carefully padding them to the couch where he cheerfully plops Jason down.

Jason grins triumphantly when Clark finally picks him up, making a small sound of surprised when slung over the man's shoulder and put on the couch before taking Clark's hand and pulling him to come join him.

Clark smiles, settling himself on top of Jason, chin rested on the larger’s chest as his tail thumps against the worn couch cushions.

Clark huffs softly, taking Jason’s leaning closer as a sign and carefully sucking another mark against his throat, this time lightly dragging his sharp canines over it.

Clark whines, he doesn’t want to answer a question. He doesn’t want to do any words right now. He just wants to be close and warm and safe and good, and that’s exactly what Jason is.

Clark melts against Jason once he hears his reply, pressing soft, sleepy kisses to his jaw and neck now.

Clark immediately tenses, shrinking back a bit at that. He’s suddenly very aware of exactly how clingy he had in fact been this whole time.

Clark slowly relaxes again, pressing close to Jason like before and burying his face between the larger man’s pecs with a soft huff, tail thumping against the couch and ears tilting slightly forward.

Clark pulls away and tilts his head, accidentally playing into the confused puppy look. He thought the bed was bad? He had drilled it into his mind after that first night that Jason did not like the bed.

Clark hums and presses his face back into Jason’s neck, tail wagging once more.

He wanted to ask if they could lay down again but pushes it down since he didn't get an answer, holding Clark close to himself.

Clark cheerfully kisses Jason’s neck again, content with their current situation.

Jason attempts to coax Clark into laying down on his side with him, fighting back exhaustion.

Clark blinks, realizing what Jason is doing and quickly flopping onto his side instead, curling against Jason.

Jason lefts out a small sigh of relief, hiding Clark's head in his neck and keeping his arms wrapped around the man, his eyes quickly slipping closed.

Clark presses his face into Jason’s neck, instinctively sniffing a few times before he catches himself.

Jason laughs softly, tired down to the bone and trying to relax enough to fall asleep despite the fact someone is right there—a fact his body is all too aware of.

Clark eventually settles, closing his eyes too and properly relaxing.

Jason stays awake, silently, eyes still closed and his breathing even. From the outside even someone as skilled as the Bat himself would assume Jason to be sleeping; yet, his mind stayed awake, the panic not fully leaving.

Clark whines back, disapproving of Jason’s attempt to apologize. He places a dozen more kisses over his face and neck, trying to properly convey that he wasn’t mad at Jason, but worried.

Jason lets out a small sigh of relief when Clark doesn't seem to be mad at him, leaning into the touch and pressing their foreheads together. He doesn't get that Clark is concerned though, just happy to accept that he's not being punished for anything.

Clark just picks Jason up anyway, holding him close and making sure the smaller is comfortable before padding to the kitchen like it’s nothing.

Clark presses a gentle kiss into Jason’s hair, trying to assure him he wasn’t mad. As he enter the kitchen holding Jason, he uses his one free hand to get a cup, put ice in it, and put water in it, taking a long sip before holding it in front of Jason to see if he wanted some too.

Clark hums and takes them back to the living room, setting Jason down first, then the cup, then settling next to Jason on the couch, tail thumping gently against it.

Clark glances at Jason’s hand before nodding, shifting so Jason can reach it better.

Did someone mention a dog?

Oh. My. God. You have a tail!!

Yea.. and ears. Fluffy fucking ears.

Clark nods, shoving his face against Jason’s hand cheerfully.

He shrugs loosely, ears twitching as he enjoys the physical affection.

Clark can’t hold back an animalistic whine at the loss of contact, frowning before hovering slightly to be at Jason’s height.

Clark smiles widely, lowering himself again and leaning against Jason.

Clark’s features are graced with a smile once more. He leans up a bit to lick Jason right over his cheek, tail wagging hard enough that his hips shift back and forth with it.

Clark nods quickly, careful not to bonk Jason while doing so.

Clark nods, moving his arms to pick Jason up in a bridal carry instead, smiling at him smugly as he lifts them off the ground.

Jason makes a small sound of surprise but recovers quickly, wrapping his arms around Clark's neck and resting his head on the man's shoulder, raising an eyebrow and looking at him when he smirks.

Clark kisses Jason’s forehead, mumbling for him to hold on tight before speeding them off to the safehouse Jason had been staying in most recently.

Jason leans into it, just keeping his arms wrapped tightly around Clark. He closes his eyes when Clark speeds off, hiding his face in the man's neck a little until they stop.

The smaller man lowers them onto the fire escape once they arrive, letting Jason adjust to being still before carefully setting him down again.

Jason blinks his eyes open, looking around and seeing where they are. His hold around Clark's neck tightens for a second when he's put down before realising what's happening and standing up, pulling away from Clark to unlock the window and climb in.

Clark smiles softly, following Jason with his tail wagging slightly.

Jason closes the window behind them before practically throwing himself on to Clark and wrapping his arms around the man's shoulders again.

Clark lets out a small ‘oof!’ sound, chuckling and wrapping his arms around the taller man too.

Clark tilts his head curiously, unintentionally playing into the puppy look.

Jason snorts, booping him on the nose. He continues to do it until he's about to fall, waiting to see what Clark will do.

Clark notes what Jason is doing and picks him up, slinging his the larger man over his shoulder and carefully padding them to the couch where he cheerfully plops Jason down.

Jason grins triumphantly when Clark finally picks him up, making a small sound of surprised when slung over the man's shoulder and put on the couch before taking Clark's hand and pulling him to come join him.

Clark smiles, settling himself on top of Jason, chin rested on the larger’s chest as his tail thumps against the worn couch cushions.

Clark huffs softly, taking Jason’s leaning closer as a sign and carefully sucking another mark against his throat, this time lightly dragging his sharp canines over it.

Clark whines, he doesn’t want to answer a question. He doesn’t want to do any words right now. He just wants to be close and warm and safe and good, and that’s exactly what Jason is.

Clark melts against Jason once he hears his reply, pressing soft, sleepy kisses to his jaw and neck now.

Clark immediately tenses, shrinking back a bit at that. He’s suddenly very aware of exactly how clingy he had in fact been this whole time.

Clark slowly relaxes again, pressing close to Jason like before and burying his face between the larger man’s pecs with a soft huff, tail thumping against the couch and ears tilting slightly forward.

Clark pulls away and tilts his head, accidentally playing into the confused puppy look. He thought the bed was bad? He had drilled it into his mind after that first night that Jason did not like the bed.

Clark hums and presses his face back into Jason’s neck, tail wagging once more.

He wanted to ask if they could lay down again but pushes it down since he didn't get an answer, holding Clark close to himself.

Clark cheerfully kisses Jason’s neck again, content with their current situation.

Jason attempts to coax Clark into laying down on his side with him, fighting back exhaustion.

Clark blinks, realizing what Jason is doing and quickly flopping onto his side instead, curling against Jason.

Jason lefts out a small sigh of relief, hiding Clark's head in his neck and keeping his arms wrapped around the man, his eyes quickly slipping closed.

Clark presses his face into Jason’s neck, instinctively sniffing a few times before he catches himself.

Jason laughs softly, tired down to the bone and trying to relax enough to fall asleep despite the fact someone is right there—a fact his body is all too aware of.

Clark eventually settles, closing his eyes too and properly relaxing.

Jason stays awake, silently, eyes still closed and his breathing even. From the outside even someone as skilled as the Bat himself would assume Jason to be sleeping; yet, his mind stayed awake, the panic not fully leaving.

Clark whines back, disapproving of Jason’s attempt to apologize. He places a dozen more kisses over his face and neck, trying to properly convey that he wasn’t mad at Jason, but worried.

Jason lets out a small sigh of relief when Clark doesn't seem to be mad at him, leaning into the touch and pressing their foreheads together. He doesn't get that Clark is concerned though, just happy to accept that he's not being punished for anything.

Clark just picks Jason up anyway, holding him close and making sure the smaller is comfortable before padding to the kitchen like it’s nothing.

Clark presses a gentle kiss into Jason’s hair, trying to assure him he wasn’t mad. As he enter the kitchen holding Jason, he uses his one free hand to get a cup, put ice in it, and put water in it, taking a long sip before holding it in front of Jason to see if he wanted some too.

Clark hums and takes them back to the living room, setting Jason down first, then the cup, then settling next to Jason on the couch, tail thumping gently against it.

Did someone mention a dog?

Oh. My. God. You have a tail!!

Yea.. and ears. Fluffy fucking ears.

Clark nods, shoving his face against Jason’s hand cheerfully.

He shrugs loosely, ears twitching as he enjoys the physical affection.

Clark can’t hold back an animalistic whine at the loss of contact, frowning before hovering slightly to be at Jason’s height.

Clark smiles widely, lowering himself again and leaning against Jason.

Clark’s features are graced with a smile once more. He leans up a bit to lick Jason right over his cheek, tail wagging hard enough that his hips shift back and forth with it.

Clark nods quickly, careful not to bonk Jason while doing so.

Clark nods, moving his arms to pick Jason up in a bridal carry instead, smiling at him smugly as he lifts them off the ground.

Jason makes a small sound of surprise but recovers quickly, wrapping his arms around Clark's neck and resting his head on the man's shoulder, raising an eyebrow and looking at him when he smirks.

Clark kisses Jason’s forehead, mumbling for him to hold on tight before speeding them off to the safehouse Jason had been staying in most recently.

Jason leans into it, just keeping his arms wrapped tightly around Clark. He closes his eyes when Clark speeds off, hiding his face in the man's neck a little until they stop.

The smaller man lowers them onto the fire escape once they arrive, letting Jason adjust to being still before carefully setting him down again.

Jason blinks his eyes open, looking around and seeing where they are. His hold around Clark's neck tightens for a second when he's put down before realising what's happening and standing up, pulling away from Clark to unlock the window and climb in.

Clark smiles softly, following Jason with his tail wagging slightly.

Jason closes the window behind them before practically throwing himself on to Clark and wrapping his arms around the man's shoulders again.

Clark lets out a small ‘oof!’ sound, chuckling and wrapping his arms around the taller man too.

Clark tilts his head curiously, unintentionally playing into the puppy look.

Jason snorts, booping him on the nose. He continues to do it until he's about to fall, waiting to see what Clark will do.

Clark notes what Jason is doing and picks him up, slinging his the larger man over his shoulder and carefully padding them to the couch where he cheerfully plops Jason down.

Jason grins triumphantly when Clark finally picks him up, making a small sound of surprised when slung over the man's shoulder and put on the couch before taking Clark's hand and pulling him to come join him.

Clark smiles, settling himself on top of Jason, chin rested on the larger’s chest as his tail thumps against the worn couch cushions.

Clark huffs softly, taking Jason’s leaning closer as a sign and carefully sucking another mark against his throat, this time lightly dragging his sharp canines over it.

Clark whines, he doesn’t want to answer a question. He doesn’t want to do any words right now. He just wants to be close and warm and safe and good, and that’s exactly what Jason is.

Clark melts against Jason once he hears his reply, pressing soft, sleepy kisses to his jaw and neck now.

Clark immediately tenses, shrinking back a bit at that. He’s suddenly very aware of exactly how clingy he had in fact been this whole time.

Clark slowly relaxes again, pressing close to Jason like before and burying his face between the larger man’s pecs with a soft huff, tail thumping against the couch and ears tilting slightly forward.

Clark pulls away and tilts his head, accidentally playing into the confused puppy look. He thought the bed was bad? He had drilled it into his mind after that first night that Jason did not like the bed.

Clark hums and presses his face back into Jason’s neck, tail wagging once more.

He wanted to ask if they could lay down again but pushes it down since he didn't get an answer, holding Clark close to himself.

Clark cheerfully kisses Jason’s neck again, content with their current situation.

Jason attempts to coax Clark into laying down on his side with him, fighting back exhaustion.

Clark blinks, realizing what Jason is doing and quickly flopping onto his side instead, curling against Jason.

Jason lefts out a small sigh of relief, hiding Clark's head in his neck and keeping his arms wrapped around the man, his eyes quickly slipping closed.

Clark presses his face into Jason’s neck, instinctively sniffing a few times before he catches himself.

Jason laughs softly, tired down to the bone and trying to relax enough to fall asleep despite the fact someone is right there—a fact his body is all too aware of.

Clark eventually settles, closing his eyes too and properly relaxing.

Jason stays awake, silently, eyes still closed and his breathing even. From the outside even someone as skilled as the Bat himself would assume Jason to be sleeping; yet, his mind stayed awake, the panic not fully leaving.

Clark whines back, disapproving of Jason’s attempt to apologize. He places a dozen more kisses over his face and neck, trying to properly convey that he wasn’t mad at Jason, but worried.

Jason lets out a small sigh of relief when Clark doesn't seem to be mad at him, leaning into the touch and pressing their foreheads together. He doesn't get that Clark is concerned though, just happy to accept that he's not being punished for anything.

Clark just picks Jason up anyway, holding him close and making sure the smaller is comfortable before padding to the kitchen like it’s nothing.

Clark presses a gentle kiss into Jason’s hair, trying to assure him he wasn’t mad. As he enter the kitchen holding Jason, he uses his one free hand to get a cup, put ice in it, and put water in it, taking a long sip before holding it in front of Jason to see if he wanted some too.

Did someone mention a dog?

Oh. My. God. You have a tail!!

Yea.. and ears. Fluffy fucking ears.

Clark nods, shoving his face against Jason’s hand cheerfully.

He shrugs loosely, ears twitching as he enjoys the physical affection.

Clark can’t hold back an animalistic whine at the loss of contact, frowning before hovering slightly to be at Jason’s height.

Clark smiles widely, lowering himself again and leaning against Jason.

Clark’s features are graced with a smile once more. He leans up a bit to lick Jason right over his cheek, tail wagging hard enough that his hips shift back and forth with it.

Clark nods quickly, careful not to bonk Jason while doing so.

Clark nods, moving his arms to pick Jason up in a bridal carry instead, smiling at him smugly as he lifts them off the ground.

Jason makes a small sound of surprise but recovers quickly, wrapping his arms around Clark's neck and resting his head on the man's shoulder, raising an eyebrow and looking at him when he smirks.

Clark kisses Jason’s forehead, mumbling for him to hold on tight before speeding them off to the safehouse Jason had been staying in most recently.

Jason leans into it, just keeping his arms wrapped tightly around Clark. He closes his eyes when Clark speeds off, hiding his face in the man's neck a little until they stop.

The smaller man lowers them onto the fire escape once they arrive, letting Jason adjust to being still before carefully setting him down again.

Jason blinks his eyes open, looking around and seeing where they are. His hold around Clark's neck tightens for a second when he's put down before realising what's happening and standing up, pulling away from Clark to unlock the window and climb in.

Clark smiles softly, following Jason with his tail wagging slightly.

Jason closes the window behind them before practically throwing himself on to Clark and wrapping his arms around the man's shoulders again.

Clark lets out a small ‘oof!’ sound, chuckling and wrapping his arms around the taller man too.

Clark tilts his head curiously, unintentionally playing into the puppy look.

Jason snorts, booping him on the nose. He continues to do it until he's about to fall, waiting to see what Clark will do.

Clark notes what Jason is doing and picks him up, slinging his the larger man over his shoulder and carefully padding them to the couch where he cheerfully plops Jason down.

Jason grins triumphantly when Clark finally picks him up, making a small sound of surprised when slung over the man's shoulder and put on the couch before taking Clark's hand and pulling him to come join him.

Clark smiles, settling himself on top of Jason, chin rested on the larger’s chest as his tail thumps against the worn couch cushions.