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Damian woke up as someone climbed into his bed. He heard the rustle of clothes, soft thunk of belt buckles and jeans being tossed aside, and then he was pulled by a hand on his chest, until his back was flush against a solid body. Damian sniffled. He was a wreck. A drop of unwanted tears streaked to the side of his face. He refused to turn around, or to even acknowledge Jon. Shame coiled inside his stomach. Jon shouldn't have seen him like this. He tightened his hold around Damian and made a shushing noise.
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This may be the worst yet. He knew getting a faceful of Scarecrow gas would not result in anything good. But honestly, he would rather Scarecrow had stuck with making him reliving his nightmares than this. At the very least, Father had cure for that one.
He wiped his eyes. The tears wouldn't stop -- they spilled down his cheeks no matter how many times he tried to dry his eyes. The sleeve of his Robin suit was a mess of wet patches. The worst part was, godhe wanted to cry. It hadn't been like that at first, but as he continued to cry, a minute that became an hour, an hour that became four and he still hadn't stopped, My Funny Valentine - Paul Desmond - Late Lament heaviness in his chest grew.
The misery was familiar, but he didn't have any cause for it. It was just there. Damian could barely see beyond the moisture in his eyes. Father was a blurry figure backlighted by the glow of monitors wall. He tinkered with his equipments, adjusted something Damian couldn't make out properly. It should wear off in a day or so," Father said. You should rest and stay hydrated. I can clean myself. Damian shivered. He curled his shoulders, back bowed as he walked to the showers. And of course, he would be accosted before he could shut himself off inside the shower.
And of course, it would be Jon -- who walked off of the transporter chamber and promptly stopped short upon seeing him. He swiped his tears angrily. He wanted to be alone. He wanted this conversation to be over already.
He didn't want Jon to be here. He reached the showers in peace and shed his costume, piece by piece until he was naked and quivering. Damian bit his lips, sniveling. His chest hurt. Crying was exhausting. His head spin every time he tried to sit.
He felt like he didn't have anything left inside and still the tears wouldn't stop. He didn't want to know what he looked like right now. He probably looked a mess, like he had spent all night crying. Jon's eyes softened when he saw him. Jon's tentative touch was drawing out even more tears. Damian's chest ache. Even as a child, he didn't remember ever crying past sheding a few silent tears behind his mother's back. Jon gathered him closer, let him hide his face at the crook where Jon's shoulder met his neck and Damian tried not Immersed In The Great Maggoty Cellar - Inopexia / Embryopathia - Christmas Gore (File) let his shame swallowed him whole.
His fist clenched at Jon's t-shirt. Damian lost the track of time. He stopped sobbing, but tears continue to sting his eyes.
Damian shut his eyes and tried to relax his muscles. A good ten minutes ticked by, but he wasn't any closer to sleep and a large portion of Jon's t-shirt was wet at this point. Though, that didn't prevent Damian from burrowing deeper against Jon, rubbing his face at Jon's shoulder. That gave Damian a pause, he drew back a little and looked at Jon through blurry eyes. Jon bit his lip. It's slow and Damian was lost for a moment, confused, but then his exhausted mind caught up.
He kissed Jon back, letting Jon open his mouth with his tongue. They kiss until Damian's lips hurt and his chest felt like ready to burst. When they parted, Jon smiled, small and tender. Damian let the question hang for a few seconds.
He studied Jon's face, blinked a few stray tears off his eyes. And then, Jon's Public Radio - Various - Free Speech For Sale him again.
You drive me crazy. Damian shuddered. Jon pushed him to lay on his back and he refrained to tell Jon to stop. Godhe wasn't beautiful, not like this. He felt gross and blotchy, and Jon didn't need to lie for his sake.
But, you Immersed In The Great Maggoty Cellar - Inopexia / Embryopathia - Christmas Gore (File), you turn me on when you talk about something I can't even begin to understand. I want to kiss you in front of the Titans, show them who you belong to. Damian squeezed his eyes closed. His face was burning and Jon's mouth felt so good and wet. Jon worked fast. They didn't do this often, and Damian always felt guilty whenever he caved in and let Jon do whatever he wanted.
Jon was seventeen, and, fuckwhere did he learned to do that. Jon's using his tongue to trace the underside of Damian's dick and still managed to maintain his suction. Damian gasped and he knew he wouldn't last long, not when Jon gagged as he Immersed In The Great Maggoty Cellar - Inopexia / Embryopathia - Christmas Gore (File) to take in Damian further.
His hands holding down Damian's hips to prevent Damian from squirming. He tried to warn Jon, tangled his hand in Jon's hair and pulled, but Jon didn't notice, or didn't heed him. He continued to suck Damian off and Damian shuddered, moaning helplessly Пегий пес - Кристина Орбакайте - Ты he shoot into Jon's mouth. Jon gagged and pulled off of Coastline - Michael Blake - Tiddy Boom cock.
Get an Invitation. Notes: Uh, Jon is seventeen, hence the underage tag. See the end of the work for more notes. Work Text: Damian woke up as someone climbed into his bed. Jon kissed the top of his spine and whispered, "Sorry. Damian sniffled and asked, "H-how long? Damian shifted, and nodded, unable to trust himself to speak at the moment. Jon pulled down his pajama shorts and boxer, freeing his aching cock.
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