#ojtw2025

21st of April (Day One): Courting Jewellery | Jason Presents Recently | Possessiveness | Mating Chase

22nd of April (Day Two): Jason Overproduces Slick | Pussy Spanking To Tighten Them | Sneakmate Reveal | Normalised Public Sex

23rd of April (Day Three): Jason Can't/Doesn't Track His Cycle | Mating Bonds Share Emotions | Omegas Traded To End Pack Feuds | Supervillain Auction

24th of April (Day Four): Alpha Voice Command | The Nape Of The Nexk Is Sexualised | Omegas Can Carry Pups From Multiple Fathers | Heat Drop

25th of April (Day Five): Emergency/Critical Heat/Rut | Ivy's Pollen Turns Omega Slick Addictive | Omegas Are The Hunters During Mating Chases | Jason Is Insecure

26th of April (Day Six): Feral Alphas Can Only Be Tamed By Omegas | Jason Needs To Be Taught How To Touch Himself | Jason Has The Ideal Omega Hourglass Body Shape | Pregnancy Risk Increases If The Omega Orgasms While Knotted

A/N: *walks in a month and a half late with Starbucks* If it wasn't obvious by the way this is, like, a month and a half late, this piece gave me a bit of trouble. But thanks to my beta, ConfusedShades, I got the motivation to get it to a point I'm happy with. I might come back with a part 2, since this is really only about half of my outline, but that'll be after a break from it.

Anyway, I hope yall enjoy!

JD 7: Identity Porn | AOB Dynamics | Enemies to Lovers

OJT 6: Feral Alphas Can Only Be Tamed By Omegas | Jason Needs To Be Taught How To Touch Himself | Jason Has The Ideal Omega Hourglass Body Shape | Pregnancy Risk Increases If The Omega Orgasms While Knotted

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It's subtle at first. A hint of sweetness in the air that Dick pays no mind as he lounges in his room at Wayne Manor. He's here for the weekend, keeping an eye on the pup Bruce took in while the man himself is off on some Justice League mission.

Dick's not really sure why Bruce asked him to be here. It's not like he's close with the kid. In the seven months since he started staying at the manor, Dick has tried to steer clear of him as much as possible. Although maybe that's the reason. An excuse to get the two to interact more and relieve any tensions between them. Too bad they've both mostly spent the time hiding in their separate rooms.

And listen, Dick knows it's not the kid's fault Bruce adopted him. Not Jason's fault. But Dick's worried his anger at Bruce will leak into his interactions with the pup, and he'll accidentally take his anger out on him. Dick doesn't want to hurt Jason. From what he's seen, he's a good kid. Dick just wants to protect him.

Speaking of protection, Dick's hair bristles as the scent of distress washes over him. It must be strong, if Dick's able to smell it through the thick walls and closed door of his room. It almost overpowers the sweetness that's been growing stronger the longer Dick lounged here. He stands up and takes a deep breath. He's pretty sure it's Jason's scent that's full of despair. He's the only other person in the house aside from Alfred, and Dick has smelt Alfred worry more than enough times to know this isn't him.

Dick strides to his door and tears it open. The scent is stronger out here, distress mixing with worry and fear and that damn sweetness that's hovering over it all. He follows it and isn't surprised when it seems to originate from behind Jason's closed bedroom door. Dick doesn't hesitate before knocking.

"Go away." Jason's voice is small, the distress Dick's been sensing filling the words just as much as the scent.

"I just want to make sure you're okay, Little Wing. You seem distressed about something."

"I said go away." Jason sounds like he's trying to be authoritative, but the distress is overshadowing the effort.

Dick goes to respond before another sound hits his ears. A whimper. It's pained and scared, and it's coming from Jason and there's a pup in distress, Dick needs to help him, he needs to get in there-

"Jason, I'm going to open the door, okay?" Jason's only response is another whimper, and Dick takes that as a sign to continue.

Opening the door feels like being hit by an avalanche. If Dick thought the scent was strong before, nothing could have prepared him for the overwhelming sensation of having no barriers between him and its source. That source being Jason, curled up on his bed, clutching his stomach over his sweat soaked t-shirt. The sight, along with the unfamiliar sweetness in the air brings Dick to a startling realization.

Jason's going into heat.

Jason, the pup Bruce adopted, is presenting as an omega and going into his first heat, all while Bruce isn't even home and Dick, virtually a stranger with how little they interact, had just walked into his private space without explicit permission.

"Shit. Ok. Ok." Dick rambles mostly to himself, trying to think of what to do in this situation. "I'll… go get Alfred. He'll know what to do-"

"No!" Jason cries, halting Dick halfway into his turn to leave the room. He looks back at the pup on the bed as he continues. "No. I didn't want no one seeing me like this. Bad enough you've seen me now, but no more. I can handle this myself."

Dick takes in the boy, takes in his sweat soaked clothes that cling to his skin and the fact that it seems like he's done nothing so far to alleviate the discomfort he's no doubt feeling.

"I'm not so sure about that, Little Wing." Jason growls at the nickname, or maybe it's the words themselves, but Dick continues. "I mean. You haven't even taken any clothes off yet. How long ago did this start?"

Jason grumbles, and Dick can barely hear him. "Few hours."

Dick's eyes widen. "Hours? No wonder I could smell you all the way in my room! Why haven't you done anything yet?"

"What's it matter to you?" Jason scowls. "S'not like it concerns you."

"Not taking into account the fact that you're my little brother," Jason scoffs at that and… fair. It's not like Dick has tried very hard to be a good older brother before. "Then know it hurts as a fellow omega to see you suffering through a heat like this. I know what it's like trying to go through this alone, and I don't want that for you."

"I'll be fine. I don't want you, or anyone else's help."

"Jason, you haven't done anything to help yourself. Do you even know what you're supposed to do during your heat?"

"Of course I do!" Jason snaps, a little too quickly. Dick narrows his eyes, Jason glaring in return. "I just don't want to. I can get through my heat just fine without having to do any of that shit."

Dick's face softens at the words. "Jay, you know you don't have to, right? It'll hurt a lot less if you take care of it properly. And if you don't know what you're doing, you only have to ask for help."

"It's not that!" Jason's face was already red before, with the heat running through his system. But now, it's somehow gotten even redder. Although from irritation or embarrassment, Dick can't quite tell. "I just…"

Jason cuts off, looking away. Another wave of heat must go through him then, because he curls up tighter and whines. Dick has to fight back the urge to rush to the pup omega, to comfort or help or something. But he knows it won't be appreciated. Instead, he speaks.

"You what, Jay?" Dick asks softly. "I just want to help, I promise, but I can't do that if you don't tell me what's wrong."

Jason still doesn't look back up at Dick, but the pain must cause him to cave, because he finally speaks up. "It's less I don't know what I'm doing, and more that I've been avoiding doing it."

"Can I ask why?"

Jason hesitates a moment before finally lifting his gaze. He meets Dick's eyes. "When I was still on the streets, things like sex and shit served two purposes. Pleasure. And pain. And I tended to see more of the latter. It made me… wary of doing things like that. I know it's supposed to feel good, but I can only picture the pain I've seen. I'd rather deal with this than hafta go through that."

"Oh Jay..." Dick whispers.

"I don't want your pity, Dickhead."

"It's not pity, Jay. I really am worried for you." Dick takes a cautious step into the room, and when Jason doesn't immediately snarl at him to leave, he closes the door and moves closer. "This pain is going to get worse and worse unless you take the edge off. I'm sorry you had to witness what you did, but I'm worried it'll do more harm than good if you push this off."

As if to prove Dick's point, another wave of heat washes over Jason. He whines even louder than before, and Dick can tell that the pain is even worse. A tear slides down Jason's face, and this time Dick can't suppress the instinct to wipe it away. Jason's eyes widen at the gentle touch. Smiling softly at the boy, Dick sits on the edge of the bed.

Slowly, Dick starts running his fingers through Jason's sweat soaked hair. The boy leans into it, likely subconsciously, and some of the tension in his body eases away. It's obvious he's still in pain, but the tense muscles slowly relax as he uncurls bit by bit.

"It hurts." Jason whispers so softly, Dick almost doesn't catch it.

"I know it does, Little Wing. Do you know what to do to make it feel better?"

Jason hesitates only slightly before responding. "I know theoretically what I'm supposed to do, but… What if I do something wrong and it hurts even more?"

"Do you want me to help?"

It takes Jason longer to reply this time. Dick understands. After everything Jason's seen, an adult man, even if he's an omega, offering to help him feel good usually doesn't have the best intentions. Dick just waits patiently, continuing to run his fingers through Jason's hair. It takes so long, Dick almost gives up on receiving a reply, before Jason finally nods his head.

"Jason, honey, I'm going to need a verbal response for this." Dick coaxes gently.

"Dickie… please help me." Dick coos at the omega, planting a small kiss on the top of his head in reassurance.

"I promise I'll help make you feel better. Now, do you want me to help you get these clothes off, or did you want to do it yourself?"

"Help me?" Jason sounds embarrassed and even shy, but Dick understands. Heats can be tiring, especially trying to ride one out by yourself. He's not surprised Jason doesn't even have the energy to get undressed by himself right now.

"Of course." With that, Dick helps Jason sit up to get his shirt off. The boy lifts his arms weakly and Dick tugs the shirt up and over his head. Jason's breasts are swollen, and Dick has the sudden urge to lean down and suck on them. He scolds himself at the thought.

Laying the boy back down, Dick joins him fully on the bed. Jason is wearing sweatpants, so it's easy to simply reach a hand under the waistband and pull both pants and boxers down and off.

Dick takes a moment to stare at his brother the omega laid completely bare before him. He has to fight with himself so he doesn't devour the boy completely. Before this, Dick has not once thought of Jason as anything more than the boy Bruce took in after he left. But now, he can't help but think how pretty he is, laying flushed on the bed under him, needy and looking at him for guidance.

He takes a deep breath in, trying to calm himself before he does something he regrets, but the scent of omega in heat filling his nostrils only riles him up further. Jason smells so sweet, and Dick idly wonders if he tastes the same.

"Dick?" Jason's voice breaks Dick out of his thoughts. Dick's thankful for it.

"Sorry, Little Wing. I'm just trying to think of the best way to help."

"Just tell me what I need to do, I guess."

A scene runs through Dick's head, then. Of Jason, following Dick's orders exactly. Touching himself exactly where Dick tells him, exactly when he tells him. How fast, how slow, all dictated by Dick's words. Forcing him to stop right at the edge, only to repeat it all again before the boy can finish. And finally, right when Jason can't take anymore, Dick gives him the order. Cum for me, Jason.

The image sends a shiver down Dick's spine, and it's then that he realizes how fucked he is.

Calm down, Dick. Now is not the time to get horny over your little brother. You're here to help him. You don't want to be exactly like the men who made Jason avoid this in the first place.

It's that last thought that gets Dick under control. Right. Dick doesn't want to hurt Jason any more than he's already been hurt in his life. It's Dick's duty to protect him, even if he's protecting him from Dick himself.

"Okay." Dick answers. "Okay. There's a few things you can do first. You can get right into the main part, or you can do some foreplay to make it feel better later on."

"What kinda foreplay?"

"Well… you could play with your chest. That's usually a good start for omegas, especially in heat when they're more sensitive."

"Like this?" Jason cups his swollen chest, nowhere near the nipples. He just kind of lifts the lumps up, pushing them together and making them seem larger.

Dick has to hold in his amused chuckle. "Not quite, Jay. Play with the nipples themselves, that's the most sensitive part." Dick mimes tweaking the nipples on his own chest to give Jason an idea on what to do. Jason stares at the movement, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"What if you showed me?" Jason asks cautiously. Dick freezes.

"Jay, I'm not going to touch you. That'd defeat the whole purpose of you doing this yourself."

"No, I mean," Jason gestures towards Dick. "Use yourself as an example. Show me how you do it."

The image of Dick getting off right next to an in heat Jason sends arousal straight through him. "Jay, are you sure that's a good idea?"

"I know you ain't like the guys on the streets, Dickie." Jason says. "I trust you."

Fuck, this boy will be the death of him.

Dick takes another moment to calm himself before quickly throwing his shirt off. "Okay." He's not sure if he's reassuring Jason or himself. Dick drags his fingers over his own already hardened nipples, tweaking them slightly. The gasp he lets out feels like betrayal, and he knows it'll only get worse from here. "So like I said before, your chest is really sensitive right now, so you probably won't be able to play with them too much without overstimulating yourself. Some people enjoy that, but I think right now that's not what you need. So you can just kind of pinch them, or rub them. You can do both nipples at the same time, or one at a time, depending on what feels better for you."

As Dick speaks, he demonstrates what he's saying. He's trying to keep his reactions to a minimum, this is about Jason not him, but a few still slip out.

"Some people like to tug at them, but that might hurt right now." Dick continues.

"Do you like it?" Jason interrupts.

"Huh?"

"Does it feel good for you to tug them?"

"I mean, yeah?" In fact, Dick doesn't mind a little pain with his pleasure, so tugging is definitely a favorite of his. "But we're here for you, not me."

"Can you show me anyway?" Dick stares down at the boy in shock. Jason avoids his gaze. "I mean… or not. S'whatever."

"I…" Dick swallows. "I can show you if you really want."

Jason nods his head. Dick moves his fingers along his nipples, tweaking and pinching a few times before getting a good grip and pulling sharply. He lets a groan out at the feeling, his eyes closing as he does it again and again.

A yelp of pain causes Dick's eyes to snap open. He looks to where Jason is quickly moving his hands away from his nipples.

"Jay!" Dick scolds as he realizes what happened. "I told you it would hurt you right now. Why would you do that?"

"I just… it looked like it felt good for you and I wanted to see. But it hurt." Jason's eyes tear up. "I told you I would just end up hurting myself more."

"Sh, Jay." Dick reassures. "You're doing fine. You were just curious. Now you know what not to do and avoid it."

"But that's just one thing! There's so many things I could do wrong!"

"And a lot more you can do right."

Jason merely curls back in on himself, and Dick sighs. Back to square one, it seems. Dick curls up behind Jason, ignoring the boy's lack of clothes as he rests his head on top of Jason's and runs his hands through his hair comfortingly. The boy stays curled up, but he relaxes little by little at the touch.

Another wave of heat goes through Jason after a while, and Dick can feel the body against him tremble at the feeling. A whine leaves Jason.

"Shhh." Dick whispers into the hair beneath him. "I've got you Jay."

"Please Dickie. It hurts."

"I know it does Jay. I'm helping the best I can."

A hand grabs one of Dick's. He allows the hand to move his, only to jerk it back when he realizes where Jason is leading him. Jason whines again.

"I told you I'm not going to touch you Jay. I'm not breaking your trust like that."

"You're not breaking my trust. I want you to."

"That's the heat talking. You wouldn't want me to touch you if it wasn't for that."

"Yes I would!" The confidence in Jason's words causes Dick's chest to flutter, but he doesn't let himself think too deeply on the matter.

"No, you wouldn't Little Wing. You have to do this yourself."

Jason doesn't say anything for a moment before he starts moving Dick's hand again. Dick is about to pull back once more before his hand is placed on top of Jason's other one.

"Then guide me? It wouldn't be you touching me then, right?" Dick's not sure if it's the feeling of Jason beneath him, or the scent of his heat, or the logic of the boy's words, but Dick gives in far easier than he would have liked. He sighs.

"Okay. But you tell me immediately if something hurts or you want to stop." Jason merely nods in response.

Dick adjusts their bodies so that his other arm is under Jason and grabs the boy's unoccupied hand. He brings them both up to the boy's chest once more. Using Jason's hands, Dick cups his chest, a lot closer to the nipples than when Jason did it to himself before. He lets Jason's thumb brush over the bud as he squeezes the lumps gently.

"You weren't completely wrong before." Dick doesn't have to speak as loud as before. Instead, he whispers the words into Jason's ear, causing the boy to shiver slightly. He continues showing Jason how to massage his chest, grazing a nipple every once in a while as he goes on. "You can squeeze your chest if you want. Massaging it like this can even help with the pain from the swelling."

Every time a finger brushes against Jason's nipple, the boy's breath hitches. Dick can feel every stutter beneath his own chest, and he feels shame at the arousal that courses through him each time.

Dick doesn't speak for a bit, simply guiding Jason's hands through massaging his breasts and playing with the nipples. He even shows him how to do a gentler tug on the bud that doesn't hurt as bad as when Jason tried to do it himself. Soon, the boy starts squirming, and Dick has to lean away to stop him from rubbing against Dick's hardened cocklet.

"Dickie, I need more." Jason breathes out. Dick nods, and slowly guides Jason's hands down. He curls their fingers so that the nails trace the skin lightly as they drag lower and lower. Dick stops them before reaching the destination, and Jason keens. He tries tugging their hands, but Dick's grip is strong. "Dick, please!"

"Patience, Little Wing. We're getting there." Instead of moving Jason's hand to his cocklet, or even his slit, Dick maneuvers their hands along Jason's thighs. Jason shudders. "You wanted to know about foreplay, so that's what I'm showing you. Some people have sensitive thighs." Dick pinches their fingers lightly into the skin before soothing the area with their hands. The pinch causes Jason to yelp quietly, but when he doesn't do anything to stop him, Dick continues. "Teasing around here can get someone really worked up."

"I'm already worked up!" Jason complains. Dick chuckles at the pout he can hear rather than see.

"I'm well aware." He teases the boy. He relents then, and lightly drags their fingers once over Jason's slit. Gasping, Jason moves his fingers independently to trace the lips. Dick is trying so hard not to say fuck it and stick his own fingers inside of the boy's leaking slit. Instead, he moves Jason's hand up, guiding his fingers to curl around the hardened cocklet. "Stroke this."

Jason does as he's told. Dick keeps his hand on top of Jason's at first, following the slow strokes along the shaft. But as soon as he goes to remove it, Jason whines.

"You got this Jay, you don't need my help."

"But I want it. Want you." Dick has to take a moment to calm himself at those words. Jason doesn't even know what he's doing to him right now. As if sensing Dick's thoughts, Jason lets out another pitiful "please?"

Fuck. Dick's starting to think he's unable to say no to this boy.

Dick returns his hand to Jason's. He starts to add some flourishes to Jason's simple strokes, trying to convince himself it's necessary to be helping his brother touch himself like this. He adds some twists at the head, some grazes against the leaking slit, some variation in speed and pressure and position.

Jason himself is falling apart at the touches. He's making more noise, gasps and whines and moans, every single one of them sending heat straight to Dick's core. He's starting to suspect if Jason keeps this up, Dick might just cum from the sounds alone.

Jason's not that far off either, it seems, as the boy's breaths get heavier and heavier. "Dickie, I feel…"

"It's okay. Let it out." Before he can stop the words from slipping out of his mouth, Dick purrs. "Cum for me, Little Wing."

Jason's body arches while the boy lets out a loud moan. Cum dribbles from the cocklet onto both their hands as Jason trembles through his orgasm. Dick knows that if he reached down just a little bit, he would feel the rush of slick currently leaving Jason's slit.

Jason's hands try to move away, but Dick keeps them stroking the spent cocklet.

"Keep going, Jay." He breathes into his ear. "We're not done yet."

Dick can feel Jason's body tensing under him, no doubt wanting to move away from the overstimulation, but Jason does as he's told with only a brief moment of hesitation. Soon, Dick can feel his cocklet start to harden again, and Dick decides it's time to move on. When Dick removes his hand, the younger omega doesn't complain. Instead, as opposed to stopping his movement like he first wanted after the orgasm, Jason continues stroking himself. Dick simply watches as the boy twists and rubs, working through the overstimulation he no doubt still feels.

Dick has to hold back noises of his own as Jason gets louder and louder, working himself towards a second orgasm. It doesn't take long at all, not with the heat coursing through Jason's body. Dick wants to touch himself so badly at the sight in front of him, but he uses all his restraint to control himself. This is his brother, goddamnit. He's just doing his job as an older brother to teach him things. That's it.

His body doesn't seem to get the memo, though, as each sound out of Jason's lips sends Dick higher and higher, his arousal almost unbearable in its intensity.

And then, Jason is cumming once more, and the sight, the sound, sends Dick straight over the edge alongside him. He lets out a loud groan as he coats the inside of his boxers with cum and slick, hips jerking in his release. Rubbing right into Jason with each thrust, the friction sends more waves of pleasure through him as he finishes in his pants like an insatiable, horny teenager.

By the time Dick's orgasm has settled, he realizes Jason has frozen in his arms. He stiffens in response.

"Fuck…Jay. I'm sorry." Dick quickly scrambles away from the boy. "I didn't mean to- I mean, I shouldn't have- Shit…"

Dick watches as Jason turns around to face him, the boy's eyes wide in shock.

"Fuck." Dick curses again. "I'm just as bad as the men you're scared of. I need to… I need to leave. You can take care of yourself from here, right? I'll go, and you don't have to worry about me anymore. I can even leave the manor if you want, I can get as far away from you as you need-"

"Wait!" Jason shoots his arm out to grasp at Dick's, his eyes still wide. "You don't gotta leave."

"Little Wing, I shouldn't have gotten off on that. I broke your trust, and for that I apologize. But now I need to leave."

"You didn't break my trust." Jason insists. "You said that you wouldn't touch me. That you wouldn't hurt me. You kept your word. You did nothing wrong."

"Jay, I don't think you understand-" Dick tries, but Jason cuts him off as if he hadn't spoken.

"Besides…" Jason moves closer to Dick, and he has to stop himself from moving back again, lest he fall off the bed. "You asked if I can take care of myself from here? Well I can't. That was just foreplay, wasn't it? You still need to show me the real thing."

It's Dick's eyes that widen. "Wha-"

"Please, Dickie. Show me how to fuck myself?" The words go straight to Dick's core, his spent cocklet twitching already in interest. Still, Dick tries to show some restraint.

"Jay, I can't. It's just your heat talking, you don't want me here-"

"I just came twice. I'm pretty sure I'm clear headed enough right now. And Dickie?" Jason reaches out to grab at Dick's face to make sure he's looking him straight in the eyes. "I can say with certainty that there is no one else I trust to teach me."

Dick doesn't feel himself move, and yet the next thing he knows he's looming over Jason, the younger omega pinned down by his larger body. Jason's eyes are wide once more and Dick curses again.

"Fuck, this is exactly why-" Dick is moving to get away, but before he can arms are wrapping around his waist and pulling him closer.

"Dickie, please don't make me hafta keep asking." Jason whispers into his neck. "I trust you to take care of me, and I don't care if you make yourself feel good in the process."

Dick doesn't know how to respond. Jason keeps trying to convince him. "I… like that you got off helping me. You didn't even touch yourself aside from when you showed me how to touch my nipples. And yet, just helping me was enough for you to cum…" Jason pauses. "It shows me you actually care about my pleasure. You're not here to take advantage of me, to hurt me, to use me only for your own pleasure like… those men. My pleasure brings you pleasure. And I'm okay with that. I trust you."

Dick's body moves on its own once more, head moving closer to the boy beneath him as he connects their lips gently. It's brief, a chaste little thing, and when he breaks it, he simply leans back to stare into Jason's eyes. There's no use cursing himself for moving without thinking this time, so instead he gauges Jason's reaction, making sure he didn't go too far.

Jason's eyes are unfocused, but it doesn't seem to be in a bad way. It's more like he's dazed, trying to process what just happened. Finally, those blue eyes focus on him, and Jason gives a shy but oh-so-handsome smirk up at him in place of speaking.

Dick groans and buries his face into Jason's neck.

"God Jay, look at you. How have I never realized how perfect you are?" Dick's not sure of Jason's reaction to his words, too busy nuzzling the boy's neck and leaving little kisses as he works down it. Between kisses, he continues speaking. "I promise I'm gonna make you feel so good, Little Wing. Gonna teach you how to pleasure yourself so good you'll never need an alpha's knot to help with your heats."

Dick trails kisses down, over the nape of Jason's neck and over the collarbone and finally over his swollen tits. Then, without any warning, he latches onto a nipple.

The chest beneath him stutters as Jason's breath hitches. Dick pays it no mind as he starts softly sucking on the bud. He twirls his tongue around it. Bringing his other hand up, Dick starts giving the other nipple some attention. Jason's noises are like music to Dick's ears, but, well, this is supposed to be a lesson isn't it?

Reluctantly releasing the nipple, Dick tilts his head to look up at Jason's face. The boy is staring down at him, pupils wide with lust, and his mouth is opened slightly, letting out the ragged breathes that Dick can feel the boy's chest moving in time with. Dick continues to hold Jason's gaze as he speaks.

"Now, what I'm doing isn't something you can do to yourself. However." Dick moves a hand up to Jason's lips, petting them gently with his index finger. "Wetting your fingers might help it feel the same. Here, suck."

He sticks two fingers inside of Jason's mouth, watching them sink between his lips. Jason moans around them as he does what he's told eagerly, licking and sucking and coating them with as much saliva as he can. Dick can only watch, feeling the wet heat of Jason's tongue swirling around his digits. He imagines replacing his fingers with his cocklet, fucking into those plush lips as the younger omega licks and sucks just as eagerly as he does now. Dick has to hold back a groan at the image.

As much as he doesn't want to, he does eventually slide his fingers out of Jason's mouth. Leaning up to give Jason a quick peck on the lips, he murmurs a quiet "good boy" against the omega's lips.

Ignoring the shudder he just invoked, Dick moves back to continue suckling at Jason's nipples. He uses the now wet fingers on one bud while taking the other back into his mouth.

Fuck. Dick could spend hours just like this, playing with Jason's swollen tits. Sucking them and massaging them and using them to pull delicious noises out of the smaller omega. Unfortunately, that's not what they're here to do. The lesson must continue, after all.

After one last suck and a pinch, Dick starts moving his way down. He traces down with his mouth, his hands following off to the side, groping and caressing the entire way. He continues doing so even as he makes is way down Jason's thighs.

"Like I said before, teasing around here works well to really get you turned on." Dick spends some time proving his point. He nips the soft flesh beneath his teeth, licks teasingly around the lips of Jason's cunt, then blows lightly on his hard cocklet. "And, if after all that you still want more foreplay, you go to the cocklet, like before."

With that, Dick takes the cocklet in one go and yeah, the omega tastes just as sweet as he smells. Dick flicks his tongue at the head, getting as much cum and pre-cum onto his taste buds as he can. Then he starts properly pleasuring the omega. Every suck gets a moan out of Jason. Every lick of the slit, a whimper. While Dick wishes nothing more than to suck Jason off until he cums in his mouth, even he's starting to lose patience at the pace they're going. Not that this is about him. But he knows Jason's been ready to move on since before they even started. Still, there's a bit more to go.

Dick gathers up some of the slick and cum that's collected during their activities with his fingers, popping off Jason's cocklet to speak once more. "Lubrication is key, Little Wing. You saw how it felt without it, but see how much better it feels like this."

Fingers lubed up with slick, Dick brings his hand to the cocklet and starts stroking slowly. Jason's hips jerk at the feeling, and a high pitched whine leaves his throat. Dick can feel Jason growing close, orgasm creeping up steadily once more. But before he can tip over the edge, Dick stops his movement.

Dick leans into Jason's mouth once more to whisper huskily against his lips. "And this is called edging." He gives him a soft peck, a pseudo-apology of sorts. "It'll make the payoff even better, I promise."

He kisses him deeper, then. As he moves his lips against Jason's, he realizes suddenly that this is their first kiss. Not just a quick peck on the lips, but a real proper kiss. And that thought leads Dick to realize that this could very likely be Jason's first proper kiss period. That the pecks earlier could have been his firsts of those as well. Dick groans at the thought, and deepens the kiss further.

Dick licks his way into Jason's mouth, twirling their tongues together leisurely. He wonders if Jason can taste himself on Dick's tongue. Taste just how sweet and delicious he is. Could he become as addicted to it as Dick's starting to become? Could he become just as addicted to Dick's taste?

Jason follows Dick's lead on the kiss, each slide of his lips growing more and more confident as he does. Dick almost doesn't want to separate, but knows he has to. He moves back, taking the time to appreciate Jason. The boy's eyes are closed, and he tries to chase Dick's lips as he moves away. Saliva strings between their mouths for a moment, which he watches attentively, entranced as it breaks and falls back down onto the boy's lips. Jason opens his eyes at the feeling. He follows Dick's gaze, licking away the saliva in response. He smirks knowingly as Dick's eyes widen.

He wants to be like that? Dick can take it up a notch.

Dick trails back down between Jason's thighs, speaking as he does. "Now, while those are all the basics of foreplay, you can also do more than one thing at a time. Stroke your little cocklet while playing with your tits, if you want. Or…" Here, Dick rubs a finger feather light on the lips of Jason's cunt. "…you can mix foreplay with preparation for more."

Jason's eyes shut again as Dick pets his lower lips. Honestly, Dick's not even sure if the boy is paying attention to his words anymore, if he was at any point, but still he continues on explaining as he demonstrates.

"Preparation is very important, Little Wing. If you plan on using a toy or something on yourself, you have to make sure you're stretched enough to not hurt yourself." Dick has to stop himself from simply plunging his fingers straight into the leaking slit in front of him. Instead, he slips just the tip of his index finger into the wet heat.

The omega is tight. Even after multiple orgasms flooding him with slick, Jason's walls clench down onto Dick's finger. He pushes it in a little more, feeling Jason tremble beneath him as he does. Dick kisses Jason's thigh lightly as he starts sliding the finger in and out. Jason moans, and Dick can't help but pick up the pace slightly at the sound.

One finger can only do so much, and soon Dick is adding a second, scissoring the boy wide and relishing in the noises coming out of his mouth. Dick is stretching the boy out in earnest, now, and the omega is becoming a whining, writhing mess beneath him.

"Like I said before," Dick speaks up, not caring if Jason is actually paying attention. This is the only warning he's giving him. "You can mix this with foreplay if you want to make yourself feel even better."

Dick swallows Jason's cocklet down without another word, and Jason lets out a shout . Dick continues thrusting his fingers into Jason as he sucks and licks the hardened cocket. Jason's hips are jerking between Dick's mouth and fingers all the while.

Without warning, Dick pushes another finger into Jason. Jason's noises get louder and louder, especially when Dick hits the spot inside of him that makes the boy scream. Dick aims there as he thrusts and scissors, nipping and teasing his cocklet with his tongue. He can feel Jason's body tensing more and more as Dick overwhelms him with sensations, and he reaches free hand up to pinch at the boy's nipples, the added stimulation throwing Jason right over the edge with a shout.

Jason spills into Dick's mouth as his fingers are covered with even more slick. Dick drinks it all, working Jason through his most intense orgasm yet. He releases the cocklet from his mouth, continuing to thrust his fingers and leaning up to kiss the other boy. This time, Dick makes sure the boy can taste himself on his tongue as he devours his mouth.

Dick swallows Jason's noises as he continues fingering him just a little longer, enough to work him through the orgasm. When he feels the omega's walls slow in their fluttering, he slowly drags his fingers out of the boy. Leaving a few last pecks on the boy's lips, Dick leans back. He takes in the sight of the younger boy, his fucked out eyes, and kiss swollen lips. Fuck, he's beautiful. Dick's not sure he'll be able to look at Jason the same after this.

Dick shoves aside that thought. "I don't have any toys right now, so I can't teach you how to properly fuck yourself on something bigger. But, I think you can figure it out from here."

He goes to pull away, to grab a towel or something to clean Jason up a bit, but his wrist is grabbed before Dick can get very far. The younger boy doesn't meet his eyes as he mutters something under his breath.

"What's that, Little Wing?"

Jason meets his gaze, uncharacteristically shy as he repeats himself. "What about you?"

"What about me?" Dick asks, tilting his head.

Jason cups Dick's hard cocklet, the pants covering it sticking uncomfortably to Dick's skin.

"You can show me with this, can't you? You haven't gotten off again, anyway." Dick freezes. He's tempted to say yes, to give in and fuck the boy himself, but…

"No Jay, that's too far. I… I can't."

Jason looks like he's going to argue, but when he speaks he says something unexpected instead.

"Then… if you won't fuck me, can I at least use what you've taught me to get you off?"

Dick's quiet. He should say no. He should put his foot down and end this here, when they've already gone too far as is. But. Goddamnit, he's horny, and Jason is right there, looking up at him with pleading eyes and fuck this boy has him wrapped around his fingers because he just can't bring himself to deny him.

"Fuck. Okay, Little Wing," Dick twists the two of them so that he's underneath Jason's smaller frame. He gives the boy a smirk of his own as he continues, "Let's quiz you on what you've learned, huh?"

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End Note: Like I said, there's a part 2 for this planned, but who knows when I'll actually get around to it. I once again want to thank my beta for helping me finish this. It would still be sitting in my WIP folder giving me anxiety if it wasn't for them. You can find her on AO3 and Tumblr

So this isn't even the last fic I was originally working on for Jaydickweek/OJTW. That one is for JDW day 4/OJTW Day 3, and it gained so much more plot and world-building to it that its giving me even more trouble, so I decided to take a break from that one to write this one… only to have trouble with this one as well. I had like 3 different ideas for this day, including the "identity porn" and "enemies to lovers" prompts to go with the "Jason has to be taught to touch himself" prompt. But this is the piece I ended up going with and finishing. Maybe I'll get around to writing those other fics one day. And maybe Ill finish the one I have started one day too. Who knows. Definitely not me.

Anyway, hope y'all enjoyed!

If there's any errors, feel free to say in the comments. Or if you just want to talk.