#jayroyrae

Roy tilted his head back and glared at Jason, who was hovering over him with a tilted smirk. Raven hovered nearby, her expression unreadable. She had been surprisingly quiet for the last few minutes, and Roy wondered if it was because she was assessing the situation. Raven was usually the center of attention during these moments, but now Roy was front and center, and he wasn’t entirely certain of his feelings.  

“This was your idea wasn’t it?” Roy frowned. 

“Raven’s actually.” Jason gave a one-shouldered shrug and settled next to him on the bed. He nodded at Roy’s raised eyebrows. “Honestly, I was surprised too. But she said you needed to be pampered too.”

While sharing an apartment with Jason and Raven had been happening for some time now, this particular aspect of their relationship was relatively new. They were still exploring what this was and what it meant to each of them. 

Which often led them to instances like this. 

Roy tugged at his restraints, and felt Raven’s dark magic spark against his skin with a delightful burn of pleasure-pain. He looked over at her, and a slow smile split her lips. 

“You’re always so good to us. We thought we should return the favor.” Her fingers circled his ankle, and she drew her fingertips up and down his calf, leaving a trail of fire where she touched. “Unless you don’t want to.”

Oh, he wanted to. Desperately. Roy shivered as he felt Jason nip at the column of his throat, and a low moan escaped before he could stop it. His tongue came out to wet his lips, and he looked up into Raven’s eyes, offering a slow, affirmative nod. She smiled in response and traced her fingers higher up on his leg, teasing. Jason kissed over his shoulders, his tongue tracing the ragged edge of an old scar, and Roy wondered just what he had agreed to.

“Good… it would be a shame if we couldn’t take good care of you.” Raven moved to hover over him, swinging her plump thighs on either side of his hips. 

Roy closed his eyes as he felt Raven’s wet heat through the soft cotton of her underwear. She was soaked, eager to explore a new facet of their relationship. Jason’s hands slid over Roy’s chest, teasing his nipples. That sharp, electric feeling zipped down Roy’s spine again and a curse fell from his lips as every sane thought seemed to leave his mind at once. The restraints on his wrists sparked again, forcing him to cling to calmness - what little he could find of it. 

“Let us take care of you.” Jason’s voice was low and sultry, humming along Roy’s skin. “Idiot.”

The insult came off as endearing, and Roy felt a smile pull at his lips before he could stop himself. Letting a shaky breath escape his lips, he closed his eyes and eased himself into the mattress, relinquishing control to the two of them. Whatever they had in store for him was going to be delicious and wonderful.

Raven moved back over his body, her hands tracing his abdomen with lazy, invisible patterns, before wrapping her hand around his fully erect cock. She began a slow dance with her fingers, letting the fire grow slowly in his chest. “You look comfortable.”

He nodded, still not opening his eyes. 

“Good. That’s what we want.”

Roy was about to ask another question, but his words died in his throat as he felt two separate tongues slide up and down his cock. His eyes shot open and he cursed loudly, his body convulsing under their attention. Jason smirked at him before he opened his mouth and took the full length of Roy’s cock into his mouth. Raven had started to climb up over Roy’s prone form, her fingers curling under his chin to tilt his head up to meet her stare. 

“How do you want this?” Her low, rumbling voice was practically a purr, promising him every sin if he asked for it. “We’ll do whatever you want.”

It was hard to think of anything at all when Jason was continuing to give him the best head of his life. Roy shuddered, and his hands twitched in their restraints, eager to touch her pale skin and feel her tremble under his touch. Jason sucked hard, and Roy’s back arched off the bed as another cry escaped. Lights were exploding behind his eyes and he felt like his whole body was being ripped apart before being put back together in the wrong way. Roy’s hands tightened into fists and he pushed his hips up against Jason’s mouth, desperate to feel that sensation again.

“Please.”

Raven leaned over him, offering her breasts. He leaned up and caught a nipple between his teeth, pulling hard. It was as if he could pin himself back down to earth by just offering someone else pleasure. But, Raven’s breathy gasp made his body shiver again, and whatever control he thought he had disappeared. Roy pulled at his restraints as his mouth continued its assault on her breasts. Jason’s mouth was continuing to move along his cock, taking Roy deep into his throat with every thrust.

Roy was shaking now, and he released Raven’s nipple to curse. “I…”

“We know.” Raven’s hands buried in his hair, and she draped her body along the length of him. It was soft and tender - a complete antithesis of whatever Jason was doing to him. Raven kissed along Roy’s shoulders and up his neck, catching his earlobe between her teeth. “Come.”

That was all he needed. Roy’s back arched off the bed and a tight, angry curse escaped with a shout. The world around him shattered in a show of light and color, making him feel as though he had been sent to another plane of existence. Roy shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure consumed him, and Jason didn’t stop. He worked Roy’s cock until Roy was a sweaty, twitching mess, practically sobbing into Raven’s hair. 

With a soft, knowing smile, Raven kissed him, letting his heart ease back to a normal pace. Fuck. He felt amazing. The restraints on his wrists vanished, and Roy buried his fingers in her dark hair, holding Raven close. He drowned himself in her kisses, letting her gentle touch bring him a moment of comfort he hadn’t had in a long time. 

Jason curled up next to them, draping an arm around them both. He kissed Roy’s shoulders and muttered into his ear. “Don’t worry… we’ll get her back.”

"And how do you know what Jason is going to do? Maybe we both planned it this way?” Roy winked at her and led her through the colorful silks and sparkling gems to a thinning group of people near the back of the room. 

It was an ideal spot to watch the people coming and going, and who was talking to who, and catch the barest edges of probably illicit conversations. Unfortunately, right now the party was winding down, and they were no closer to finding the thief than they were at the beginning of the night. After five hours of fake smiles and wandering around a room in these god forsaken high heeled sandals, she was ready to murder the next person who asked her a stupid question. She curled her toes and shifted, trying to distribute her weight so that it didn’t hurt quite so bad.

Roy’s voice brought her back to the present, still teasing her. “Maybe he thinks you wouldn’t mind sharing.” 

She turned and looked over at him from beneath her lashes, sighing. “You can’t be serious?”

Roy’s smile tilted to the side, and he made a show of licking his lips. "Maybe you let me have you now and Jason gets to take you later. Sharing is caring, after all."

Heat fanned across her shoulders and she glared at him again. "We're working, Roy. And stop talking like that. You’re annoying me, and Jason… Jason doesn’t share, you know that." She took a deep breath and turned away, still desperately trying to ignore the pain shooting up her legs. “And I don’t know if I would share either.”

“Pity. Jason’s kinda hot.” Roy shrugged, as if her comment didn’t bother him, and moved a little closer to the door leading to the lobby. “The party is winding down, and we’re no closer to figuring this out than we were at the beginning of the night.” He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. “It’s late, we haven’t made any headway… we can just go back to the hotel room and try again tomorrow.” 

Raven tried not to look relieved and she teetered toward the back door. “If we go back to the room, you’re rubbing my feet for making me spend the entire evening in these stupid heels.” She stepped away, half-limping towards the lobby of the swanky hotel they were staying at. “I feel like my feet are about to fall off.” 

Roy laughed, the sound easy as he helped her into the elevator. “You look hot though. The black strapless dress was a good choice.”

“I feel ridiculous.” Raven leaned against the wall of the elevator, still trying to take weight off her feet. “I don’t know why I’m being made to go out into society and pretend I give a shit about these people. Isn’t this a better job for Star? Or at the very least Zatanna?” 

He shrugged. “No one recognizes your face. That’s what’s important. Star is easily recognizable, and Zatanna is a celebrity. No one knows you.” Roy leaned down in front of her, looking over his shoulder. “Come on, climb on. I’ll carry you to the room.”

Raven flushed and narrowed her eyes at him. “I’m fully capable of healing myself.”

Roy stood up and looked at her, raising an eyebrow. “So, then why are you making me rub your feet?”

She pushed past him as the door opened, a small smirk on her face. “Because it feels good, and these shoes were your choice, not mine. So, you get the responsibility..” She felt Roy roll his eyes behind her, but Raven just limped along to their hotel room door, putting in her key card to the slot. 

She didn’t even bother turning on the lights, and the muted city lights outside the window filled the space enough. Although… she thought she had closed the curtains before they left. Maybe she forgot? It had been a long night. Raven tumbled onto the plush, king-sized bed, letting her feet dangle off the edge and rest against the carpet. Her feet were still throbbing, but at least she was horizontal. 

She threw her arm over her eyes and let go of a deep sigh that seemed to rattle her bones. “I’m just glad this night is over. I don’t think I can take anymore fake smiles and talking about golf. Ugh. I swear if I have to hear another conversation about golf, I might actually throw myself out a window.”

There was a snort from somewhere in the room, but Raven couldn’t place it. She had to be hearing things. She was pretty damn tired.

“Well, we have one more night of this, Raven. So, don’t count yourself lucky just yet.” Roy slid the security lock in place and entered the room. “And I’m sure you’re going to have at least one more conversation about golf.” 

“Ugh.”

From the bottom edge of the bed, Raven felt warm hands slide up over her foot and then rested against her ankle, unbuckling those stupid shoes from her feet. She sighed in heavenly relief as one shoe fell to the floor, and then the other joined it. A hard pressure started at the balls of her feet as he dug his thumb deep into the tissue, finding a particularly aching spot and digging deep. 

“Oh.” Raven sighed, heat rising up her neck as she felt a hundred different emotions flood her. She didn’t know anything could feel this good. “Yes. Gods, yes.” There was another low chuckle, and she felt lips press against the inside of her ankle. Raven jerked her foot away. “Stop. I told you that Jason would kill you if-”

“I would kill who?”

Raven’s eyes shot open and she lifted herself up just enough to see Jason at the edge of the bed, his thumbs still massaging the bottom of her feet. A flush darkened her cheeks and bled down her neck. “Jason.”

“She looks surprised to see me?” He turned and looked over at Roy, who was lounging in a chair by the window. “I thought you told her.”

“Told me what?” Raven’s heart was about to burst out of her chest. 

“I told her.” Roy shrugged, ignoring her question. “She just didn’t believe me. Kept saying you were going to kill me instead.”

“That’s funny. Considering I suggested it.” Jason dropped her foot and stood up, towering over her as Raven met his dark stare for just a moment before she swept her eyes down the length of him. It had been a while since she had last seen him, and her body was already alight with the possibilities of him being this close to her. 

He leaned over her, his hands spreading her legs wide. “I thought it might be a fun time to share my favorite little bird and all her pretty songs.” 

Raven swallowed, her heart picking up speed as she stared into his face. Was he actually suggesting… no. He couldn’t be. “I’m sorry… what?”

Jason’s smile widened, as if thoroughly pleased with himself. “You may not remember, because you were very drunk, but… you once told me you’d be open to a menage.” He leaned over her, gathering her skirt in her hands and lifting it up her legs one slow inch at a time, dragging the fine silk of her dress over her legs. “And I thought… well, what would be more fun than someone you trust, and someone I also have had thoughts about making out with?”

“Awe, that’s sweet.” Roy had stood up, and was peeling off his jacket. “I didn’t know you had a crush on me.”

Jason grinned over his shoulder, shrugging. “I got a thing for redheads.” 

Raven flushed and her eyes darted between the two of them, trying to think of a reason to not let this happen. Jason seemed eager, Roy was obviously intrigued, and she was… Raven shifted, trying to think about what she was. Curious was one answer, and she was definitely not offended by the idea, but she was nervous. “We’re… we’re in the middle of a mission.”

“Our mission is to watch the party.” Roy was unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt, sauntering over to where she was splayed out on the bed. “After we leave the party, we’re free to do whatever we want. And… I think this might be a great way to pass the time.” He paused and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. “The best way, actually.” 

“So… what do you say, Little Bird?” Jason nipped at the inside of her knee, his tongue tracing a thin scar. “It’s ultimately up to you.”

Roy nodded, his expression serious for once. “You hold complete control in this situation. And if you decide halfway through that you don’t want to do this, I will back off.” 

Raven felt like her whole body was alight as she took in everything - Roy’s curious and playful stare, Jason’s hand sliding up the inside of her leg, and the suddenly oppressive heat in the room. It all made her head spin, but… she also found herself swallowed by curiosity. She wondered what they would be like together, how they would treat her… how they would treat each other. She blinked, and slowly - very slowly - nodded and leaned back down on the bed. Jason grinned and lifted himself over her, his hand still continuing its teasing journey up the inside of her leg.