#trans riddler

Content contains:

M/M, T4T Paring, Oral, bits are reffered to as bush, crotch, folds but aren't described in too much detail. Jonathan being older is briefly mentioned but they're both older men.

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Dr. Jonathan Crane was a bit of a control freak, he couldn't help it, maybe it was because as a lad he had no control over anything.

Because of his nature to need to be in charge as much as he could, this could cause some issues in the bedroom.

Edward loved being thoroughly taken care of by Jonathan, it was great, amazing, fantastic and oh so thrilling but... at the end of the day Ed was a switch. He liked taking charge sometimes, but when he'd try to with John, the older man would clam up. Obviously that would stop Edward in his tracks, he didn't want to hurt his lover or cross a line, sure he might be a criminal but he wasn't a monster.

Edward took a deep breath as he waited for Johnathan to come home, he made the bedroom as warm and inviting as he could despite the hideout being overall kind of shitty.

His tongue stuck out slightly as he looked in the mirror to fix a piece of hair that had fallen out of place and he even double checked his subtle make-up, it was just a touch of green eye shadow that matched his silky green robe.

"Hmph." Edward huffed slightly to himself, something was off. "Oh, yes of course." He mumbled to himself then opened up his robe just enough to show off a bit of his pale, freckled chest. "Perfect." He smirked then paused when he heard John's loud ass rusty ass pickup truck. "He's here!" He shook the excitement off with his hands then propped himself up perfectly in the cozy bed.

Edward could hear the front door open and close, then Jonathan's boots thump again the concrete floor. The footsteps occasionally stopping, signaling to Ed that John had found the riddle note cards he had written out to guide Jonathan to the bedroom.

The bedroom door slowly creaked open revealing Jonathan's lanky figure in the doorway.

Edward looked up at his boyfriend. "Well hello there." He greeted, nonchalantly.

"Howdy." John blinked. "You look mighty fine tonight darlin'." He leaned down to kiss the top of Edward's head, his thin, long, pale hair pooling down over his shoulder as he did so.

Edward smirked then wrapped his arms around John's neck to pull him down more for a proper kiss, which John quickly relaxed into.

Johnathan crawled into the bed, hovering over Ed as he deepened the kiss more.

Ed's hands worked quickly to undo John's bolo tie then the buttons of his tattered flannel, he tossed both aside to God knows where in the room.

With the shirt out of the way Edward quickly moved his attention to John's chest, his thumbs brushing over the other man's ribs while his lips kissed at the surgical scars on his chest.

John chuckled softly at his partners actions. "You're quite eager tonight, huh sugar?" He ran his boney fingers through Eddie's hair.

Edward smiled as he looked up at him. "Well of course, because tonight." He gently pushed Johnathan down onto the bed so he could sit on him. "I'm going to be in charge." He finished his sentence, looking down at John with hopeful eyes.

Jonathan went quiet, taking a moment to process. "Edward, darlin'..." He wasn't really sure what to say. He took a deep breath, Ed had been very patient with him and had put up with his antics in the bedroom all of these years, he wanted Edward to be happy. After a moment John gave a small nod. "Ok pumpkin, just...I never...I'm..." He stumbled over his words as he tried to process how he felt. "I'm nervous." He admitted. "Please go slowly to start." It was a little embarrassing, especially since when he was dominant he went at whatever pace he wanted, granted Ed never complained, but he just felt so vulnerable all of the sudden.

Edward smiled softly, glad that John was letting him in...Not like that...yet.

He gently ran his hand through John's hair. "Just let me know if anything makes you uncomfortable, I'll stop." He assured then pressed a kiss to Jonathan's forehead before pulling back to into the other man's belt and pants.

John laid back and watched Edward work, in a blink of an eye he was suddenly on full display for the man he loved. He didn't realize he had been gripping the sheets already.

Edward's gaze flicked up to meet John's. "Hey its just me, you're alright, don't have a heart attack." He kissed his boney hip before looking up again. "Seriously do not have a heart attack, that was terrifying the last time that happened." He pulled away. "Stay still." He gently warned before letting his robe fall to the floor.

Johnathan looked his boyfriend over. He was perfect, he loved the freckles dotted all over his body, especially the ones that lead down to his neatly kept bush. He was very tempted to just pounce on him right there and then, he resisted the urge and stayed leaned back.

"Hm. Good boy." Edward leaned down and kissed Jonathan's cheek and moved his messy hair out of his face. He moved lower to kiss his scars again, going from the one side to the other, though he lingered on the top surgery scars a bit longer than the one from his heart surgery.

His fingers gently traced down Jonathan's sides, stopping at his hips. He got onto his knees to get a better look between his thighs, not that he could see a damn thing with all of that hair in the way. As he slowly leaned closer to Jonathan's crotch, his eyes would flick up to check on him for any nervousness.

Jonathan could feel Edward's breath against him, he felt a shiver go up his spine. It wasn't like before when he sat on Ed's face and forced him to eat him out.

"Can I keep going?" Edward asked softly, he could tell he'd have to treat John delicately, he noticed that the man was almost shaking. "I can stop now if you need me to-" Before Ed could finish his sentence John interrupted him.

"Just go for it." Johnathan breathed out. It was now or never.

Ed wasted no time pressing his mouth against his partner once his hands had moved the hair out of the way.

Jonathan gripped the sheets tighter, this was good, he was letting his control slip.

It was nice, it was really nice. Edward just wanted to take care of him, he loved him and just wanted him to feel good.

Jonathan's nervous grip on the sheets finally loosened and he slowly let out a breath he hadn't even noticed he'd been holding in.

Edward smiled against his folds as he felt him relaxed against him, his hand gently caressed his thigh assuringly.

"Shit..." John murmured as he let his arm fall over his eyes, his face burying into the crook of his elbow as his hips lightly bucked against Ed's face. He felt blissful, this was good, really good.

He suddenly fell out of his haze. "E-Edward!" He stuttered out as he came undone.

Edward slowly licked John clean as he soothed him through his orgasm. He pulled away to look up at Jonathan who was blushing madly.

"Want to keep going?" Ed asked softly.

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