#hoodflash

that one french anti-smoking ad but make it hoodflash

"Yer tits are so sensitive, I just love playin' with them."

Jason's voice was dark, his words interrupted by kisses. Whenever they had sex, Jason had a hard time keeping his mouth off Wally. He loved marking Wally, covering him in bite-marks and hickeys. Wally's tattoo he had gotten not that long ago was covered in bruises already as Jason had started there while working Wally open.

Now that he was buried balls-deep inside Wally and seemingly had covered Wally's neck in enough marks to satisfy the Crime Lord, Jason got to pay attention to Wally's perky chest.

"Jason," Wally whined weakly as Jason gently bit his left nipple.

Yes, he was very sensitive there and Jason loved using that against him, loved the little whines and mewls, the embarrassing sounds he wouldn't get from his little Spitfire otherwise. One hand was playing with Wally's other nipple while his other hand was rubbing over Wally's folds and clit. Wally's nipples were already a darker pink and swollen from Jason's administration – twisting and flicking them, kissing and sucking, and now even biting. Wally gave a particular high-pitched noise when Jason gently rolled the nipple between his teeth. With that, Wally came onto Jason's cock, arching into Jason's touch and mouth. After Wally's orgasm, Jason leaned back and put both his hands onto Wally's chest, roughly rubbing his thumbs over Wally's sore nipples while fucking into him.

That always made Wally whimper so cutely and those noises, the visual of Wally covered in marks and with his nipples swollen and dark like that, in combination with Wally's cunt pulsing around Jason in the aftermath of the redhead's orgasm was enough to send Jason over the edge too. He thrust harshly into his lover as he came, eager to mark Wally in this manner too, filling him up. A pleased smile spread across Jason's lips as he pulled out and watched his cum drip out of Wally's used cunt.

"You're so gorgeous, doll," whispered Jason in awe as he collapsed next to Wally.

He turned to face Wally, reaching a hand out to lazily circle the nearest nipple. It earned him a pointed glare from Wally, who felt so overstimulated from what they had just done already. He knew there was little that'd actually get Jason to keep his hands to himself, but Wally had actually found an effective method.

He rolled over onto the other side, causing Jason to make a complaining noise, but once Wally fished Jason's red hoodie off the ground, he returned toward his boyfriend. After putting the hoodie on, safely covering his nipples to keep them safe from Jason's greedy hands, Wally laid down on Jason's chest and snuggled up to his boyfriend. A pleased hum came from the larger male.

"I love seein' ya in my clothes," commented Jason as he kissed the top of Wally's head.

"Because you're possessive," commented Wally in a dry but fond voice, stealing a proper kiss from Jason.

Jason dies and Wally tries to kill the Joker.

People stop him and he's in trouble. He Suspended from hero work for a bit.

Rather the Flash Rouges find Wally and ask him why he's not been around recently or they wait till Wally comes back and asks him.

Wally tells them about the Joker and Jason and it's obvious he's heartbroken and still angry. Part of Wally still wants Joker dead at least a little bit and that is obvious to the Rouges.

They decide to do it themselves because they know it'd hurt Wally in the end. He was suspended for trying once. They don't want to know what would happen if he tried again or succeeded. Let alone how he'd feel.

Chapter: 2/3 Rating: E Pairings: Jason Todd/Wally West, Roy Harper/Jason Todd/Wally West, Roy Harper/Wally West, past Linda Park/Wally West, background Roy Harper/Donna Troy Words: 26,248 Chapter Tags: Friends With Benefits, Unrequited Love, Unhealthy Relationships, Acquaintances to Lovers, Slowburn (ish), fem!Jason Todd, Multiple Orgasms, Multiple Sex Positions, Vaginal Sex, Rough Sex, Dirty Talk, Degradation Kink, Creampie, Vaginal Fingering, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Heroes In Crisis Fix-It, Bruce Wayne’s A+ Parenting, Speedster Sex, Human Vibrator Wally West, Porn With Plot, Mental Health Issues, Recovery, Referenced Drug Addiction, Referenced murder, Past Character Death, Dom/sub, Bottom Jason Todd, Bottom Wally West, Top Roy Harper, Top Wally West, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Anal Sex, Restraints, Double Penetration, Dirty Talk, Metahuman Jason Todd

FJTW2020 Day One: Stayed with the League/Ummi Jay | Relationship with Mask/Villain | First Time FJTW2020 Day Three: Arranged Marriage/Secret Relationship | Baby of the Family | Meta/Augmentations

A very, very late submission for Day 3 of the @femjaytodd​ event last month /o\

“Was,” Roy says quietly, “She was your wife.”

Wally blinks rapidly as tears start to well in his eyes, and he rolls over, turning his back to Roy, who sighs again.

His words bounce around in Wally’s mind, and he curls around himself as a few tears slip free. It’s a few minutes before Roy sighs once more and then curls himself around Wally’s back, holding him tightly as Wally lets out a sob.

secondly, since i really do feel awful, and to thank everyone for their patience, i’m going to give another preview from the chapter in the hopes that it will tide people over. so without further ado...

Wally kind of wants to scream when he sees the way Roy and Jay are with each other the next day, Roy seemingly oblivious to his mistake the night before and Jay so ready to push it aside and play her role. Honestly, he feels a little sick watching Roy press his lips to Jay’s temple and wrap his arm around her waist, watching Jay look over at him with those wide, trusting eyes when Roy himself isn’t looking.

God, this is a mess, and he’s involved now, can’t just go on ignoring it, but he has no idea how to start untangling this knot.

Roy’s distracted for much of the afternoon, practically glued to his phone as he fires off texts, and Wally isn’t surprised to see Donna’s name when he manages to catch a glimpse of the screen. But he still lets Jay curl into his side after she leaves and comes back, wraps his arm around her shoulders and tucks his chin against the top of her head when she lays it on his shoulder. Wally can’t help the frown that tugs at his lips and pulls his brow down when she cuts him a hard look.

It could be a “don’t you dare judge me,” or a “don’t try to take this away from me,” or any number of other sentiments, and Wally is uncomfortable with the way he doesn’t know her well enough to decipher it for himself. Shouldn’t he know her better than that now, all things considered?

Linda. Dick. Roy. Garth, Donna, Lilith… He’d always been able to read each of them.

God, what is he doing?

He shakes his head slightly, his teeth worrying at his bottom lip as his gaze flicks from her to Roy and then back again, and something in her features softens slightly. Her lips twist into a sad smile, and Wally sees the way her shoulder lifts ever-so-slightly as if to shrug.

They chat idly, with Roy throwing in his own two cents every so often, but when Roy finally puts his phone away and drops his hand from Jay’s shoulder to slide it up under the hem of her shirt, instead, Wally finds that he can’t do it, can’t stick around and be a part of it again. He stands up suddenly, and Roy’s brow creases as he looks up at him.

“Wally?” He asks uncertainly, and Wally can only stare down at them silently for a few moments before he shakes his head and turns to walk away. Before he does, he catches the hurt look on Jay’s face and has to grit his own teeth to keep from apologizing.

“Jesus, what’s with him today?” He hears Roy ask, but the door closes behind him before he can catch Jay’s response if she offers one.

He wanders the grounds for a while after that, anger and frustration bubbling beneath his skin, and, damn. Damn, he wants to run, wants to burn off the nervous energy thrumming through him and not have to think for a while.

He could be back before anyone even notices, though he’d rather take his time. And he can, can’t he? It’s not like he’ll really be missed, not if Jay and Roy will be keeping each other busy for a while.

Wally exhales slowly, letting a familiar sense of calm descend over him, and then he’s gone, nothing but a trail of lightning left to singe the grass in his wake.

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He feels calmer when he returns a few hours later, a familiar tiredness weighing him down and making his muscles burn, and it’s. It’s good.

He needed that, probably. A speedster isn’t meant to be kept so stationary for so long.

And it has been a while, hasn’t it? Three weeks, just about, since he’d first crossed the threshold into Sanctuary.

So much has happened in that short time, and yet he isn’t sure that he’s actually made any real progress.

But running gave him time to think, and Wally decides that he’s the one holding himself back, not anyone else. That maybe, just maybe, moving on really is what he should be trying to do.