My favorite flavor of Brujaydick is one where Brudick are obsessed with each other but find out they’re sexually incompatible and the solution is Jaybin. Two tops in search of a bottom. Or better yet omegaverse Brudick that were eagerly awaiting Dick presenting as an omega only for him to be an alpha. Dick is devastated and ends up moving to Blud cause he can’t stand being in Bruce’s space now. He’s livid when he finally returns to the manor to find Bruce has brought home some omega to replace him. Bruce has to explain between Dick trying to strangle him that Jaybin is a gift! An omega for them to share!
There’s also an au in there where Bruce Wayne does pick Jaybin up off a street corner and pays him handsomely to take Bruce AND Dick. Jaybin is basically just their sex toy while they stare lovingly into each others eyes and fuck him at the same time. He keeps going back because the money is good. Not good enough though. He barely makes enough to afford his shitty apartment and his birth control and his puberty blockers after the cut his pimp takes. When he doesn’t show up to his corner for a month because said pimp beat the shit out of him, Bruce shows up at his actual apartment with an offer for him to move into Wayne Manor.
Jason isn’t super excited about being a live in sex toy for a couple of repressed rich dudes, but Bruce will pay for his meds and enroll him in Gotham Academy. Getting double stuffed every few weeks while Bruce and Dick make out isn’t the worst. But now that he’s in their space Bruce and Dick start interacting with him more. And the sex changes. Dick kisses him once and Bruce even eats him out until he cries. They have meals together. Bruce asks about his studies. Dick invites him to the movies. The sex changes. Jaybin is starting to crave it. He never used to. It was just a means to an end. A shitty job. Now he wakes up wet imagining Bruce and Dick taking him in new and different ways. The first time they spit roast him, Jason legitimately cries. He excuses himself immediately, claims he needs a shower, and bawls his eyes out in the bathroom. He knows he’s only there so they can each have a hole to fuck. He’s catching feelings. Actual real feelings, because it’s not just the sex. Jason loves playing chess with Dick, reading in Bruce’s study while he works, going to a baseball game with the two of them. For a moment he considers leaving. Going back to his shitty apartment and his asshole pimp and forgetting all about this. He has a paper due on Monday though. He wrote it. He wants to turn it in. He likes his life at the Manor. He just has to stop feeling like this. So he tries.
Bruce and Dick notice immediately. Jason becomes almost despondent during sex, worse than even the first time when they barely acknowledged his existence. He starts only interacting with Bruce and Dick for sexual acts. If Dick asks him to watch a movie, Jason blows him and then leaves before the end credits. Instead of hanging out in Bruce’s office, Jason will give him a quick handjob after school and then disappear for hours. Instead of his plan working, Jason just gets more and more miserable. He holds out for almost two months. Then one day he comes home from school to find a trail of rose petals leading from the front door to the dining room. It’s cliche and stupid and romantic and Jason is certain it’s for Dick. He ignores it entirely and trudges his way up to his room. Bruce finds him there half an hour later, curled into a ball under his duvet. Jason lets out a deep sigh. The dildo and plug he’d shoved in after his shower jostle as he sits up, ready to serve his purpose. He doesn’t even acknowledge Bruce, just walks past him to Bruce’s room. Dick is there, just like he expected, but still clothed which he hadn’t expected. For a second Jason feels self conscious in his nakedness, but there was no point getting dressed if he was just going to end up here. He crawls onto the bed, face smothered in the sheets and ass up in the air and waits. One of them circles a finger around the dildo and plug. Jason isn’t paying attention to which one. It doesn’t really matter. Then both toys are pulled out roughly and he tenses. Dick enjoys a little foreplay and Jason had gotten used to him teasing a bit before they really got down to business. Maybe they’re upset with him. Worse, maybe they’re bored of him. He burrows his face further into the sheets so they can’t see what that thought does to him. He’s not expecting to be lifted. It’s Bruce’s hands digging into his thighs and sitting him up in his lap. They’re both looking at him. Jason scrambles to cover his face, the tears obvious without the covers to absorb them.
Dick cups his cheeks, brushing away the tear tracks.
“Are you unhappy here Jay?”
His voice is soft and sweet. Jason shakes his head because he doesn’t want to lose all of this. Dick just looks at him. Jason folds, nodding into the cradle of Dick’s hands.
“I’m sorry, I know what I’m here for. I swear I do. You were just too nice, it made me stupid. I’m sorry.”
He keeps babbling apologies as the tears turn to sobs. Finally, Bruce’s fingers slip between his lips to stop him. Jason sucks on instinct, the motion familiar and soothing. Bruce and Dick have gotten closer. He’s properly sandwiched between the two now, the rough denim of Dick’s jeans rubbing against his thighs and the soft silk of Bruce’s shirt along his back. Dick uses the corner of his shirt to wipe Jason’s face.
“Jay. Baby. Can you look at me?”
Jason does, even though it scares him. Even though Bruce’s fingers slidding out of his mouth leaves him feeling bereft. He still meets Dick’s eye. If they’re going to get rid of him, he’s going to face it like a man.
That doesn’t make sense.
Jason is a glorified sex toy. People don’t fall in love with sex toys. He tells Dick as much. The glare Dick levels would be scarier if it wasn’t directed over Jason’s shoulder. He can feel Bruce sigh behind him.
“Do you know why I invited you to live at the Manor Jay?”
Bruce’s voice is distracting, but at least the question is easy.
“So you’d have easier access to your whore.”
Jason is not delusional. He knows what he is. The answer is obvious. Which is why he isn’t prepared for Dick to snap out a hand and give one of his nipples a twist. The pain is immediate, unexpected, and fleeting. Jason yelps.
“Do not call yourself that.”
Jason stares at Dick, wide eyed and bewildered. The look is enough to make Dick apologetic. He leans in to give the abused nipple a chaste kiss. Bruce is rubbing soothing circles into his hips. His lips worry a point just behind Jason’s ear. It’s unmistakable when he speaks again.
“We brought you home because we thought you’d be safer here. That you’d be happier. Were we wrong Jaybin?”
The worst part is they weren’t. He is happier. He’s never been safer. It’s just made him selfish. Selfish and stupid.
“I fell in love with you. Both of you. I shouldn’t. I just-”
There’s no way to explain it. Jason may be well read but he doesn’t have the right words for this. He reaches down to move Bruce’s hand up until they cup the small swell of his breasts. He reaches blindly for Dick but thankfully the other man understands. He shuffles closer until Jason is straddling both of them. Dick’s hands encircle Jason’s waist, thumbs pressing steadily into the v of his hips. Jason is pinned. It’s perfect.
“It never felt good. Anything. But- This feels sooo good.”
He doesn’t have much movement but he grinds down anyway. Bruce and Dick are both hard. Straining against their pants. Bruce latches onto his neck, his teeth just threatening to break skin. Dick kisses him. A real one this time. His tongue invading Jason’s mouth until it’s hard to breathe. When he finally lets up Jason feels dizzy and drool drips down his chin. He didn’t even notice that Bruce’s teeth broke skin.
“Oh Jay, we can make you feel so much better.”
Dick is right. Jason loved the feeling of taking them both, but it’s entirely different now. He’s stretched almost to the point of breaking and it feels glorious. Dick lavishes his breasts in attention, alternating between kissing his nipples and his mouth. While Bruce teases a finger around his rim, the threatening pressure sending shivers up Jason’s spine. They fill him up once and this time they don’t stop. Bruce is the one that suggests putting the toys back in to plug him up. The sensation of their cum sloshing around inside him instead of immediately being washed out is addictive. Made all the better by Bruce manhandling him so he could get his lips around Jason’s clit while Dick slowly thrust his cock all the way down Jason’s throat. They spend the rest of the evening giving Jason everything he’s ever wanted. It makes him needy like he’s never been. He’s desperate to keep thier cum even when Bruce tries to wash it out. Dick is the one that plugs him back up and promises to see to it in the morning. Bruce is exasperated, but doesn’t challenge it. Instead he just lifts Jason out of the bath, towels him dry, and carries him back to bed. He sets him down in the middle of the mattress and Dick and Bruce crowd in around him. The three of them tangled together.
“From now on you’ll sleep here Jason”
Jason is too tired to tell who said it, but it doesn’t matter. They both want him here.
