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They cuddle for a long time, Danny stretching out over more and more of Jason, his head heavy on Jason's chest, his auroras carding through Jason's hair and wisping across his skin. It's soothing and stimulating all at once, and after the day they've had, Jason's tired enough that the touch and the weight lulls him into a meditative state.

He yawns once, then twice, and when he yawns a third time, Danny chuffs at him.

/ Fond /

Danny scoops Jason up in his tentacles, rousing him from his zone out. Danny lifts him effortlessly, cradling Jason entirely, shifting auroras lying beneath his body in criss-crossing lines, not even bowing a little with his weight.

When Danny walks his claws click oddly against the floor, and he doesn’t seem to feel the strain of Jason’s weight at all, he just keeps sending that / Fond / feeling Jason’s way.

Danny's unnatural strength catches Jason off guard this time, and he can feel himself twitching in his pants.

He'd never thought Danny would be pinging his strength kink, since his boyfriend typically is the definition of a twink, but hell, that's definitely what's happening right now.

Danny carries Jason into his bedroom with absolutely zero effort on his part, like Jason weighs no more than the air around them, and Jason can feel heat flooding his face and groin alike.

He takes a deep breath, and tries to calm himself.

He’s long since accepted that he has… some odd kinks. He’s seen draconic creatures in art and movies and he’s always been a little… interested in them, so being attracted to Danny right now isn’t exactly a shocker for him.

He’s not all that embarrassed about it, it’s not like he hides his less human-focused romance novels from Danny. But they haven’t exactly talked about it.

And now that Danny’s looking a bit like the lead love interests in Jason’s favorite spicy books…

Jason’s having thoughts.

Danny’s more vulpine than draconic in the shape of his face, but his body is similar enough to the creatures Jason regularly reads about that he’s struggling to keep his thoughts entirely clean.

Just a little.

This is Danny, after all, and they’ve definitely explored some interesting kinks in their time together. He knows what Jason finds attractive.

This might be a step too far for Danny, however, regardless of how Jason feels about it.

Danny settles him gently on the bed, but now that they've moved - now that Danny's showing off his strength - Jason's quite a bit more awake.

He sits up and watches Danny move around the room, walking over to the nightstand to click on Jason’s little reading lamp, lighting the room with a warm glow.

/ Loving / Fond / Danny sends him, the emotion pulsing in his chest.

The lamplight glows all across Danny’s glimmering fur. Even though they clearly aren’t going to do anything, Jason can at least appreciate his boyfriend’s new form.

Danny is gorgeous like this, all glossy white fur and lithe long lines, elegant as any socialite Jason's ever seen and far more intriguing. His head is about double the size of Jason's own, his muzzle accounting for about half the length.

It’s triple Jason’s size when he includes the horns.

Danny rests his weight on all four limbs, but his hands are curled oddly. When Jason looks closer, he can see that Danny's hands are twisted on their sides, his claws curled up and away from the floor. Danny seems to have been walking on the outer edges of his hands all this time.

Jason drags his eyes up Danny's form, watching his boyfriend’s massive muscles bunch and release beneath his sleek fur as he strides back to stand before him.

His eyes are drawn to the vents in Danny's neck, thin slits that seem to hide darkness in their depths, with his auroras flowing out of them. When Jason reaches out a hand to touch, the darkness feels like solid ice, cold and slick beneath his fingertips.

/ Pleased /

Danny's tentacles shift under Jason's touch, drifting up to caress his face. Jason can smell a musty, bitter scent, almost like the smell of freshly-opened coffee grounds, and when Danny’s auroras pull away Jason can't help but lean after them.

They feel so strange against his skin, like a cool, humid breeze that leaves no water behind, just a delightful chill.

/ Fond /

Danny stares at him, blue and green eyes both blazing bright in the dimness of the bedroom.

And then he moves again.

Danny swings his head down low, and the next thing Jason knows, Danny’s tentacles are swirling around his boots, auroras wisping over the buckles and zippers and undoing them with ease.

His boots are slid off his feet and passed over to Danny’s tail, and he uses it to carefully set them just so beside the door. Exactly the way Jason likes.

His socks are pulled off one by one, thrown in the vague direction of the laundry hamper, which makes Jason laugh, because even though Danny could easily reach the hamper with his tail or his tentacles in this form, he’s still just as lazy about the laundry as ever.

“I can undress myself, you know,” Jason says while flexing his feet and cracking his toes against the floor, amused at Danny's behavior.

Danny chuffs at him again, pressing forward and tucking his head underneath Jason's chin.

That coffee scent is almost overwhelming from this close, and Jason finds he can almost taste it on his tongue.

/ Loving / Care / Kindness / Danny sends, a faint clicking sound accompanying the emotions.

It’s still hard for Jason to accept care, but just like making him food, Danny loves caring for him.

He loves rubbing lotion into his scars, giving him massages, working him over until he’s crying with pleasure.

He doesn’t push for more than Jason can give, in words or in action, but he brings Jason right to the brink of what he thinks he can handle and then lets Jason be the one to give himself over to just that little bit more.

Jason loves him.

He’s been thinking of telling Danny that he’s the Red Hood for a few weeks, even though now it’s probably too late to tell him himself, presuming that Danny was listening to the cultist… Oh, who is he kidding, Danny clearly knows now. Part of him thinks Danny might have already known, but he’s also pretty sure that Danny wouldn’t have asked any time soon.

Just like always, he’ll give Jason his space and his freedom and his time, until Jason decides he’s ready to share more of himself.

It’s one of the things that Jason loves about him most.

The slip of soft fur against his neck makes Jason shiver, and the feel of Danny's tentacles curling around his arms ramps the shiver up to a full shudder rippling over his body.

/ Loving / Gentleness / Care / Danny emotes, still clicking away.

He knows Danny's strong in this form. Danny tore through the cultists, flew with Jason on his back, carried him to bed in his auroras. Danny's definitely strong like this.

The reminder isn't encouraging Jason's thoughts to remain chaste.

Danny must be in a caretaking mood, Jason tells himself, he just wants to make sure Jason is comfortable, tuck him into bed and get him to sleep off their rough night.

Because there's no way Danny would ever want to fuck Jason like this, no matter what Jason's cock is trying to inform him. Right?

/ Fond / he sends.

There’s no denying that Jason is getting turned on by Danny’s strength, but he does his best to hide it, carefully shifting one thigh above the other, trapping his hardening cock between them. Hopefully that’ll keep Danny unawares.

He’s unsure if Danny would ever want to do anything in this form, but it’s definitely something they’ll have to talk about later. They can’t exactly have a full conversation about it right now after all, so Jason will have to ask after everything else is done and over with.

After Danny’s back to human form.

While Jason’s been lost in thought, Danny’s been waiting patiently, emotions calm and quiet, but once he notices he has Jason’s full attention again, he gives him a foxy grin, sharp teeth gleaming bright in the glow from his auroras.

He sends / Playful / across the bond between them, clicketting louder, and Jason smiles back.

Then Danny darts forward, quicker than a blink, and catches Jason’s leather jacket in his auroras, pulling it up and off him in a smooth motion that takes him by surprise.

“Woah,” Jason laughs, pushing uselessly at Danny’s auroras, his hands sliding right through them. “Hey, I need that!”

Danny passes the jacket to his tail, which hangs it on the hook by the bedroom door, nice and neat.

Then his tentacles start to work at the hem of Jason’s shirt.

Jason’s face flushes.

He, uh, might be getting too into this.

He shifts uneasily, hoping that Danny won’t notice how tight his pants are getting.

“O-oh,” he stutters, grabbing at his shirt, pulling it back down, “Danny. What are you doing?”

Danny tilts his head down, looking Jason eye to eye.

/ Cheeky / he emotes, still grinning away.

Then his tongue slips out of his mouth and slowly slides underneath Jason’s shirt.

Jason sucks a breath in through his teeth at the cool, wet feeling of Danny’s tongue licking its way up his chest, until it swirls around his pec and lightly flicks his nipple.

“Ah!” He cries, a breathy sound that embarrasses him instantly. “Danny!”

Danny withdraws his tongue, nuzzling against Jason’s heated face with his furred cheek, clicking at him.

/ Aroused / he sends, making Jason shiver with the emotion, his own arousal harder to hold back when it’s being echoed back to him.

Then Danny’s tentacles go for his shirt again.

“You-” Jason gasps, confused and suddenly really turned on. “You want me? Like this?”

Danny nods, pressing his wet nose to Jason’s cheek in a facsimile of a kiss.

/ Loving / Good / Care / Danny emotes, Jason’s soul understanding and telling Jason exactly what he wants to do.

/ Aroused / Danny sends, clicketting again.

Oh fuck. Oh, fuck. Danny wants this.

Jason can feel his blood rushing to his groin, heating him from the inside out, thighs relaxing as images fill his mind of exactly what Danny might be willing to do to him. What Jason definitely wants him to do to him.

“Okay,” Jason says, his voice shaking, his feet settling firmly on the floor. “I’m green, Danny. I’m in.”

He stops himself, looks Danny dead in the eye.

“Are you green, Danny?”

Danny nods, their typical traffic light safe words easily understood.

Jason reaches up towards his face, then pauses.

“How are you going to tell me when you’re yellow or red, though?”

There’s no way he’s going to start this if Danny can’t communicate.

/ Amused / Danny emotes, and then he raises his auroras, each one flaring out around him like the rays of a star, and turns each one bright, vibrant green. Then yellow. Then red.

“Well that’s convenient,” Jason says, trying to get his voice to read as playful and cheeky himself. All he manages to sound is breathy though.

Danny chuffs as he slowly colors each aurora that bright green again, reaching out to Jason and slowly wrapping auroras around his arms.

“Guess that means you’re green, then?” Jason asks, mouth dry.

Danny nods slowly and his mists writhe in the air.

/ Aroused /

The emotion feels good in Jason’s soul.

It feels really good, as a matter of fact.

Jason’s cock twitches in his pants as Danny pushes the emotion at him again. / Aroused /

He goes to peel out of his shirt, but Danny growls low and deep, and Jason stops.

/ Dominant /

“What?” He asks, blinking himself out of his lust. “Danny, I thought you were green? Did I misunderstand? We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

/ Exasperated / Danny huffs, rolling his eyes at him, wiggling his bright green tentacles in the air. It’s such a Danny move that Jason laughs into his face.

“Okay, still green. What, then?” He asks, still half-laughing.

Then Danny surges up against him, and he isn’t laughing any more.

Danny uses his bulk to pin Jason’s upper body to the bed, auroral tentacles holding him down on the mattress.

/ Pleased / Danny emotes, clicketting away.

Jason’s breath catches when Danny’s tongue sneaks under his shirt again, musty coffee scent strong in his nose, and he shakily exhales as Danny’s tentacles slowly push his shirt up.

“Shit,” Jason breathes, testing just how firm Danny’s grip is with his aurora borealis limbs.

Firm. Very firm.

/ Suggestive / Danny sends, licking up and down Jason’s abs, circling his bellybutton, flicking suddenly at his nipples and making Jason gasp.

While Danny’s tongue makes an absolute mess of his stomach, Jason presses up against his auroras, testing the hold, bracing his feet on the edge of the mattress as best he can, trying harder and harder to break his arms free. Pretty soon he’s pushing full force against them, muscles straining, sweat starting to break out on his forehead.

They don’t budge an inch.

“Fuck,” he whines, blushing hard at the sound the moment it leaves his mouth.

And to think, they could’ve been doing this all this time, if Danny had only felt comfortable sharing his ‘more-than-human’ status with Jason. Maybe if Jason had told him he was the Red Hood back when they first got together, Danny would’ve let him in on the secret earlier.

Then again, maybe Danny would’ve run, thinking Jason would bring him in or something.

Maybe this couldn’t have worked out any other way.

And he still hasn’t outright told him that he’s the Red Hood.

Even if the cultist was the one to say it first, Jason should probably be the one to tell him for sure.

Shit.

He’s gotta tell him.

“Danny, Danny wait,” Jason gasps, hoping this won’t make Danny stop completely.

Or leave him.

That’s definitely still a possibility, if Danny somehow missed the memo from the cultist.

Shit.

Why is he doing this, again?

Oh right, because Danny’s inhumanity has been outed against his will, Jason’s identity was outed against his will, and he wants to make sure they’re on the same page now.

Danny pauses, not letting Jason up, but no longer licking his way down his torso.

“Do you know?” Jason asks like a coward, instead of just telling him outright.

Danny cocks his head to the side and emotes / Inquisitive /

“Who I am?” Jason elaborates. Sort of.

He’s nervous.

Danny can probably feel that, because he quickly reaches out, caressing Jason’s face with the tips of his auroras, trailing a chill along his jawline and out to the tip of his nose, leaving the lingering scent of coffee behind.

Jason leans into the touch, but he’s watching Danny, knowing that Danny probably has no idea what he’s talking about.

Which is why it’s such a big shock when Danny nods.

“Wait, you know?” Jason asks, craning his neck to look at Danny full in the face.

Danny chuffs, elongating his neck so Jason can just stare up at him instead.

“You know I’m Red Hood?” Jason asks quietly.

Danny nods again, the edges of his lips pulling back in a slight smile. / Playful / He wiggles a tentacle beside his head, then uses it to reach across the room while Jason tilts his head to watch, tapping at a section of wall that contains Jason’s backup gear.

It had been a bitch and a half to get the concealed safe in the wall before Danny could notice his gear hidden in the closet, but Jason thought it had been hidden well enough.

Apparently not.

“How did you-” Jason starts to ask, but his voice cuts off as he watches Danny slide his tentacle right into the wall.

Density shifting is apparently something Danny’s tentacles are capable of on their own. Good to know.

The tentacle emerges with Red Hood’s helmet in its grasp, turning the helmet back and forth so it shines in the dim glow of the lamp. Danny snickers as he phases the helmet back into the wall, presumably tucking it back in the safe.

Well that answers the how, at least.

Jason looks at him in confusion.

“And how long have you known?” He asks.

Danny shrugs, his shoulders shifting elegantly beneath his fur.

/ Nonchalant / he emotes.

“A while, then,” Jason interprets, and Danny nods. Jason nods back, a little stunned.

Okay, apparently knowing Jason’s secret identity for a while wasn’t enough for Danny to tell him about his inhuman side. What would’ve been enough? Would anything?

“Would you ever have told me about this?” Jason asks, tapping his fingers against Danny’s auroras. “About you?”

Danny stills, his tentacles no longer undulating and pulsing against Jason’s skin. He withdraws slightly, shifting in place.

/ Worried / Afraid / he sends.

“I’m not mad,” Jason rushes to reassure his boyfriend, and Danny stops pulling away, “Just… Would you have told me?”

Danny looks at him with half-lidded eyes, and Jason holds his breath.

Then Danny slowly nods, and Jason can breathe easy again.

“Then that’s all that matters,” he says firmly. “I’m glad you would’ve told me.”

/ Loving /

Danny presses close again, nudging Jason’s head back until he can nuzzle under his chin, soft fur sliding against Jason’s skin in a lover’s caress.

Fuck, Jason thinks as he breathes in another coffee-scented breath, he loves him.

Danny has been keeping Jason’s secret, has let Jason have his space and his identity, would’ve eventually told him about his inhuman form if he hadn’t been forced to tonight.

How he ever ended up with a boyfriend like Danny is beyond Jason, but he’s so glad he’s here now.

Jason kisses one of Danny’s horns when it brushes past his mouth, and Danny shivers in response.

/ Tempted / Danny emotes, sliding his horn across Jason’s lips, the hard length of it so careful against his soft flesh.

It takes Jason a moment to realize what Danny might be tempted by, but then he opens his mouth and licks Danny’s horn, drawing a breathy sound from his boyfriend.

Danny pulls back out of range, slit pupils blowing wide as Jason watches, and Danny slowly slides his tongue back beneath Jason’s shirt.

Jason bites his lip to keep in any traitorous noises that might want to escape. There aren’t any yet, but he’s already made a few this evening, and he’d like to maintain at least some level of masculinity in this situation.

/ Tantalized / Danny licks at his nipples again, flicking the tip of his tongue against him.

Jason bites his lip harder and tries to recover his wits. It’s hard, when Danny’s so beautiful and inhuman above him.

“If you’re holding me down, I won’t be able to touch you at all,” he says, hands twisting in Danny’s grip.

Danny withdraws his tongue and just looks at him. He clicketts a few times with a bright grin.

/ Dominant /

Jason can almost hear him, Danny’s voice in his head telling him, ‘That’s the point.’

Oh. Oh okay, that’s how Danny wants to play this then. Makes sense why he growled when Jason went to take off his shirt now, Danny wants to control him completely.

Jason tries to ignore how hot his face is getting.

And then Danny grips Jason’s shirt tight in two tentacles and rips it right off him.

Jason yelps, surprised, and he feels heat rush down his body, blood flowing south at the display of strength.

Fuck, that's hot.

He knew he had a strength kink, but he never knew just how much Danny’s outrageous strength would do it for him.

Danny slowly slides an aurora up and around his shoulders, pinning him completely against the bed.

Yeah, this is definitely doing it for him. Fuck masculinity, fuck it so hard. Please.

His cock is straining against his pants already, and Danny's barely done anything yet.

Jason's in for a very good night.

/ Powerful / Danny emotes, cackling lightly at him, moving closer again until his head hovers over Jason’s bared chest.

Yeah, he’s definitely powerful, Jason can give him that.

Danny’s tongue licks both nipples at once, drawing a little gasp from Jason, and then carefully, so carefully, Danny drags his sharp teeth down Jason’s chest, leaving bright red lines behind. One tooth catches a nipple on the way down, and Jason’s breath hitches in his throat at the sudden bright sting of pain and pleasure.

/ Dominant / Danny sends again, and this time Jason whines high in his throat at the emotion, giving himself over to the feeling resounding through his soul.

Danny’s clawed hands are above him on the mattress, claws clicking against each other in his excitement, and as he moves his head back down the bed, his tongue trails after him. It's so long it's still able to flick at Jason's nipples while Danny's face is right at his crotch. The auroral tentacles stretch thin but hold Jason’s wrists fast, and two more tentacles start to work on his pants, undoing the button with a deft twist.

/ Playful / comes across their bond, and Jason’s well-used to Danny’s playful moods in bed by now, and he knows that he’s exactly where Danny wants him, if he’s feeling like that.

Danny's tongue slithers down Jason's body, lapping lazily at his bellybutton on its way down, and then Danny lifts his tongue into the air and - Jason’s breath hitches as he watches - splits the tip into two long forks.

Jason bites his lip at the sight, images of what Danny could do with that tongue flashing through his mind.

Danny wraps the two forks of his tongue around Jason’s zip and pulls it down ever so slowly.

/ Powerful /

With his blood rushing in his ears, Jason feels like he can hear every tooth of the zipper as it releases.

His pants slip off his legs with one smooth pull of Danny's tail, and then he’s nearly naked before his eldritch boyfriend. He’s already incredibly turned on.

“Danny,” he pants, unable to stop squirming against Danny’s grip, cock straining in his boxer briefs, and Danny chuffs sweetly at him, cooing in a strange hitching croon.

Then his tongue burrows beneath Jason’s ass and licks a stripe right over his clothed hole, and Jason yells in wordless surprise.

/ Pleased / Danny emotes.

Jason’s suddenly really glad they don’t have any neighbors, because he has a feeling he’s about to get loud.

He's barely been touched and he's already starting to lose control of himself, and he's not entirely sure his bed will survive the night, considering Danny’s bulk and strength, but what a way for it to go.

Danny licks his ass through his boxer briefs again and Jason spreads his legs to give his boyfriend more room. Danny hums his appreciation, workings his muzzle into the crease of Jason's ass, rubbing at his hole and huffing cold breaths against him.

Jason already knew he was into ice play, but this is a new level, and he's ready to see what Danny can give him.

“Danny,” he groans, twisting as Danny licks him again, “please.”

Danny shivers. / Tempted /

Jason’s not sure what he's asking for, for Danny to move or start working him open or what, but he wasn't at all ready for Danny to simply phase his boxer briefs right off his body.

But that's exactly what happens.

One second there's a thin layer of cloth between Jason's hole and Danny's cold, wet tongue, and the next there isn't, and the chilly touch steals Jason's breath.

He shudders in silence, overwhelmed by the sensation of ice, and then the tip presses slowly inside, while one of Danny's auroral tentacles glides smoothly along Jason's cock.

/ Loving / Danny sends at the same time, his love filling Jason’s soul.

“Ah!” Jason cries, his breath hitching in his chest, the cold press against his rim nearly all he can feel.

Nearly, because Danny's also stroking along Jason's cock, his aurora gently winding around his hard length, the pressure and chill maddening against his heated flesh.

“D-Danny,” Jason manages, voice shuddering as his boyfriend barely edges inside, his tongue licking all along the edge of his hole.

The tip of Danny's tongue writhes within him, pulling at his rim and slowly stretching him, sliding all the way around his rim from inside and loosening him up.

/ Pleased /

For a second, Jason eagerly imagines what exactly Danny's stretching him out for. A massive cock? Another auroral tentacle? Images and words flash through his mind, and he’s more than excited for whatever Danny has waiting for him.

And then Danny's tongue pulls hard against his rim from the inside, stretching him wide just as one of his auroras grips his cock tight, and his mind goes blank with feeling.

Jason nearly flies off the bed with a shout, arching his back as his body tries to flee and chase the sensation simultaneously, but Danny's auroras hold firm, pinning his upper body effortlessly, giving him nowhere to go.

/ Controlling / Danny sends, harsh and firm, and Jason’s breath escapes on a whimper.

Jason's legs spasm, feet jerking up to push against the mattress, but he's so close to the bottom of the bed they just slip off and thud uselessly on the floor.

He ends up stretched out, writhing back and forth, pinned in place by auroras and tongue, until his body finally relaxes into the hold. His mind starts to slow and turn heavy, and he knows he'll have bruises from how hard he was fighting.

The thought warms him from the inside out.

He's gonna want to remember this night for sure.

He already knows he'll never forget this, his first night with his boyfriend’s inhuman form, but there's just something about his body keeping its own memory in the form of bruises and scratches and aches that gets him going.

His cock throbs in Danny's hold, and the tight, all-encompassing feeling of the aurora borealis tentacles wrapped around him draws a groan from deep in Jason's chest.

“Fuck, Danny,” he pants, and Danny slowly withdraws his tongue from his hole, licking at his rim again and making Jason groan.

/ Pleased / Loving / Powerful / Danny emotes, clicking at him, the sound loud in the room, and Jason groans again at the feeling of the emotions pulsing across his soul.

Danny stretches his head to the side, a tentacle rooting around in their nightstand and coming back with a big tub of lube. Danny twists off the top and sets it aside.

Jason groans again at the sight of Danny dipping three thin auroras into the tub and rolling them, absolutely coating them in lube. It outlines the edge of the misty tentacles better than their auroral nature does, and the sight makes Jason think even more of some of the things he’s read. He bites his lip to stifle a sound at the thought of Danny actually coming from his tentacles.

He’s pretty sure that’s not a function of Danny’s current body, but what does he know?

Also it’s really hot to think about.

“Gonna fuck me open, then?” He asks, his voice a lot more dried out than he’d like it to be. He’d like to be cool and controlled about this, but he absolutely is not.

/ Loving / Aroused / Danny sends back with a clickett, one soaking wet tentacle slowly lowering to his hole.

When it starts to press in, the chill of the lube shocks Jason anew.

“Ah!” He yelps, and when Danny pauses and eyes him, he laughs.

“Guess you can’t really warm up the lube in that state, can you?”

Danny cackles quietly, shaking his head.

/ Playful / Apologetic / he emotes, and Jason smirks.

“If you’re sorry, why don’t you show me?” He goads, bracing his feet against the end of the mattress again, thighs straining right in Danny’s face.

Danny blows out a breath, nuzzling his furred face against Jason’s thigh with a gentle clicking.

/ Aroused / he sends, the feeling amplified enough that Jason’s next breath shudders.

Danny presses against his hole and slowly works his lubed-up aurora into Jason. Jason’s eyes flutter shut at the pleasing strain.

/ Relaxed / Danny sends him, and Jason does his best.

It’s hard to relax, when his boyfriend is making him into a real monsterfucker right here and now.

But he does it, he relaxes, trusting in the stretch and give of his body, letting Danny press himself inside.

It feels so good. The cold slide of Danny’s thin tentacle against his rim, slipping inside his hole, gently pressing deeper and pulling a gasp from Jason’s throat.

/ Loving / Danny emotes.

Danny noses a wet kiss against his cock, almost like he always does when he’s opening Jason up, and the sweetness of the gesture makes Jason’s eyes prick with tears.

He’s not crying, not yet, but his eyes are burning just a little, and he’s sure he’ll have tears running back into his hair before the night is through.

He bites his lip gently when Danny withdraws, pulling his tentacle back to Jason’s loosening hole, and slowly pressing another inside.

“Danny,” he says, trying not to pant his name. Not yet. He can’t let himself get this worked up this easily.

Danny twists his tentacles inside him, scissoring them to open Jason up wider, and Jason gasps his name again, “Danny.”

Then it hits him.

“Fuck, I’m getting fucked by my boyfriend’s tentacles,” Jason says, half-laughing the words.

Danny rumbles / Inquisitive / at him.

“This is like the best hentai ever.”

Danny snorts, almost a sneezing sound from his vulpine muzzle, and Jason knows he’d be raising an eyebrow if he could.

/ Dry / Funny / Danny emotes, clearly making fun of Jason as he clicks his amusement.

“Hey, don’t you start,” Jason laughs, voice catching as Danny twists his tentacles inside of him again. “I’ve seen your search history!”

Danny outright cackles at that, his mouth opening wide.

/ Funny / Funny /

Jason laughs with him, shifting his fingers until he can pet along the auroras holding him down.

“You’re so good, Danny, you know that?” He says, and when Danny lifts his head to look at him, Jason smiles. “Seriously. You’re so good to me. So good, ah!” He cuts off with a sharp sound as Danny presses a third tentacle inside.

Jason presses his head back against the bed with a groan.

“Fuck me,” Jason says, still groaning at the feel of three of Danny’s auroras in his hole, writhing and pulling and pressing and shifting in such inhuman movements. “Feels so much better than fingers, Danny, fuck!”

/ Titillating / Danny responds.

Danny croons at him, slipping his tongue around Jason’s cock and starting to move in earnest, pressing hard against his prostate with his tentacles at the same time.

“Fuck!” Jason shouts, pressing his hips down against Danny, shoving his auroras in deeper. “Fuck, Danny, right there, hah.”

He’s panting now, thrusting into Danny’s touch, Danny’s tongue working up and down his cock, his auroras pressing and rubbing and thrusting against his prostate, lube squelching obscenely with each movement either of them make.

/ Aroused / Danny hums with the emotion, and Jason gasps for air.

Danny’s still pressing against his rim, and Jason’s pretty sure his tentacles were fairly thin when he first pushed them inside, so either Danny’s tentacles widen at the bottom, or Danny’s widening them on purpose, stretching Jason open.

“Fuck!” Jason yelps, as Danny’s tongue moves even faster.

He’s breathing heavy now, thrusting back as fast as he can in the difficult position Danny’s got him in, and it’s embarrassing how close he is already, but fuck, he’s getting fucked by Danny’s tentacles.

He’s a little overexcited right now.

The pleasure builds in his gut, and his breath hitches in his throat, his mouth gaping open in want.

And then a familiar pressure wraps around the base of his cock.

/ Cheeky / sends Danny, with a chuff of breath that puts a twist in Jason’s stomach.

He groans.

“Danny, not now, please, please, I wanna come, please!” He begs, knowing that if Danny wants to play, wants to edge him, nothing Jason says will stop him.

He knows he could safeword out, but if he lets Danny have his way, he’ll feel so good in the end.

He loves edging, he knows that, Danny knows that, but right in the heat of things, it’s hard to remember.

He can feel himself getting close, can feel that bright heat coiling in his gut, gathering and pushing him right up to the brink of pleasure.

And then Danny stops moving altogether. His tentacles hold Jason firmly down against the bed.

“Fuck! Fucking, fuck!” Jason shouts, whipping his head back and forth in a desperate urge to push himself over the edge.

His vision blurs, body shaking as he almost comes, but Danny just clamps down around the base of his cock and holds them both still, forcing him back down from the edge, leaving him shaky and quivering with want on the bed.

He’s panting hard as the impossibly-strong wave of pleasure recedes a bit, and suddenly he can see a green pulsing light all around him.

Danny’s waiting patiently, tentacles pulsing green where they hold Jason’s wrists and shoulders.

“I’m green, Danny,” Jason groans, wishing he could throw an arm over his eyes. “Fucking hell, I’m green. Keep going.”

He doesn’t know how many times Danny’s going to work him up and edge him, but he has a feeling his boyfriend wants to take his time with him tonight. Hopefully he can convince him to finish early, for Jason’s sake. He’s not sure how much of this he can take tonight.

/ Loving / Care / Aroused / Danny sends, each emotion pulsing through Jason’s soul, bringing him down and down and down into that calm, floaty headspace he loves to sink into.

Danny’s auroras stroke gently along his throat, ghosting over his adam's apple and smoothing over the scar just over his jugular.

/ Loving / Melancholy / Care / Loving /

He knows what Danny’s thinking, when Danny lets out a soft croon, still caressing his scar.

“I’m here, babe,” Jason says, words slightly slurred, tilting his head down to press against the tentacle Danny has pressed against his scar. “I’m still here.”

Danny hums, and starts smoothly thrusting inside him anew.

/ Gentle / Loving / Aroused / Kindness /

Jason feels more sensitive now, and each slow thrust pulls a sound from him, groans and whines and moans filling the room, along with the slick sound of lube and Danny’s chuffing growls.

/ Aroused / Gentle / Dominant / Danny emotes as he thrusts, each emotion matching a new twist of sensation.

He works Jason up again, coats a fourth tentacle in lube, slips it in alongside the others while he starts moving his tongue around Jason’s cock again.

It feels just as good as before, better than before, Jason feels so full and just good.

“Danny, Danny you feel so good,” he tells him, practically moaning the words. “Fuck, please, babe… more,” he says, squirming down against Danny’s firm hold.

He can feel the bright bite of pain on his wrists where he’s straining to be free, and the sensation blends with the pleasure from his cock and his hole, pain and pleasure blurring together and pushing him higher, sending him deeper.

/ Aroused / Loving /

Danny thrusts harder, presses deeper, moves faster, and soon enough Jason’s a panting, squirming mess again, moaning and moving up and down on Danny’s tentacles. He can feel the sheets bunching beneath him, the wet spot under his ass shifting with each movement.

Danny’s tentacles are warming up within him, but his tongue is still cold, and the mix of temperatures leaves Jason whining for more.

Danny presses in and down, harder still, against Jason’s hole and cock and wrists altogether, and Jason shouts as he’s pushed right to the edge again.

/ Tantalizing / Danny squeezes tight around the base of his cock and stops moving again, forcing Jason back down from that bright finish he almost reached.

/ Dominant / Controlling / Loving / pulses through his soul, almost sending him over from the emotions alone.

Jason sobs, overwhelmed and mind-numbingly hard, his entire body shivering in Danny’s hold, and Danny slowly releases his wrists and cock and ever-so-gently pulls out.

“Danny?” Jason slurs, brushing sweat from his forehead with a shaky hand, pushing himself up as best he can to better see his boyfriend at the end of the bed. “What’s-”

He cuts himself off with a choked sound, getting a good look at Danny.

/ Aroused / Danny rumbles at him, clicketting softly, and Jason’s breath catches in his throat.

Danny’s sitting back on his haunches, clawed hands braced at the end of the bed, and a vertical vent is opening right where Jason would guess his cock would be.

Another aurora slowly forms, this one thicker than the others but just as long, tapered at the end but wider than Jason’s biggest toys at the base.

“Fuck,” Jason breathes, mouth watering, wondering what it would feel like in his mouth, down his throat.

He’s pretty sure he couldn’t deepthroat all of that, but he’d sure try.

“I’m gonna want a taste of that sometime,” he tells Danny, voice husky with want.

Danny ducks his head, a faint green tint appearing on the visible skin just below his eyes and around his nose.

/ Embarrassed / Want / Loving / Chiding / Want / Danny emotes, and Jason grins at him. His boyfriend is so cute, blushing and shy even in this incredibly powerful form.

Danny waves his other tentacles around, the clean ones that were holding Jason’s wrists, and flashes the green light for Jason again.

“Fuck yeah, I’m green,” Jason answers. “You?”

Danny smiles at him, reaching out with green, green, green auroras, ghosting them along Jason’s face, down his body, wrapping his thighs up and squeezing gently.

“Get over here then,” Jason murmurs, grinning back.

/ Aroused / Confident / Content /

Fuck yeah. This is going to be amazing.

The feeling of Danny’s auroras inside him was intense, and looking at how long and thick Danny’s cock is… Yeah, this is gonna feel so fucking good.

Danny uses two tentacles to carefully lift Jason’s feet from the ground and then sort of… shuffles closer. The sight makes Jason laugh a little and Danny huffs at him, but it’s kind of a funny sight.

/ Chiding / Funny / Danny sends, chuffing again.

Danny gets right up against the edge of the bed, his cock brushing against Jason’s ass, and then he sets Jason’s feet against the muscle of his thighs, letting go once he’s sure Jason has himself braced properly, wrapping those tentacles around Jason’s thighs and spreading them wide.

Jason isn’t laughing anymore.

His breath hitches as the spread of his thighs pulls at his hole, and he leans back to prop himself up on his hands.

Danny takes a moment to snag the lube, spreading it generously all along his cock, making an absolute mess of the bed and the floor beneath them. Jason’s never been so turned on in his life.

They pause for a moment, both breathing quickly in anticipation.

“You gonna get inside me any time soon?” Jason finally asks, his cock aching with want.

And Danny nods with a click.

/ Aroused / Loving /

He shifts forward, his cock moving on its own, inching slowly forward through the air toward his ass. Jason draws in a shaky breath at the sight.

Holy shit, this is happening.

Danny’s cock nudges at Jason’s hole, loose and empty from his tentacles, and then it slips inside.

Jason gasps, feeling Danny’s cock pressing in, thin at first but quickly growing wider. Danny pulls back a little and then presses in again, stretching Jason’s rim wider with each slow thrust.

“Fuck,” Jason groans, as Danny presses in far enough to just brush his prostate again. “You’re gonna let me come like this, right? Please, Danny, please. I want to come with you inside me.”

Danny nods, pushing in deeper suddenly, deep enough that Jason chokes on his own breath, gasping when Danny pulls back and he can breathe again. The scent of violets fills his nose.

/ Aroused / Confident / Dominant / pulses through Jason’s soul, stealing his wits and pushing his mind down, down, down.

“Danny,” he pants, chasing after him with his hips, clenching down on Danny’s cock when it rocks back inside him, pulling him in as best he can. “Danny.”

Danny nods again, lowering his head to nuzzle against the side of Jason’s face, coffee mixing with violet, and Jason whips his hands up and grabs onto his horns.

/ Surprised /

Danny makes a startled bark, rearing back a little and lifting Jason off the bed with him.

Jason’s hands slip, sliding down Danny’s horns to the base, and his body slides down with them, Danny’s cock thrusting harshly up into him, violets thick on his tongue.

“Danny!” Jason shouts, bright lights bursting behind his eyes, the sudden thrust almost too much.

Danny croons at him, tentacles easing him back onto the bed, trying to press him onto his back.

/ Gentle / Care / Loving /

But Jason doesn’t let go of his boyfriend’s horns.

“Like this,” he pants, “Just like this, Danny, please, fuck.”

Danny’s eyes meet his, close enough that Jason can see the green swirling in a lazy spiral around his pupil in one eye, the blue glimmering in fractal patterns in the other.

/ Content / Confident / Aroused / Loving / he clicketts, gently thrusting up into Jason and making him hiss in a quick breath.

Danny’s tongue slips out of his mouth, slides up between them, and prods at the seam of Jason’s lips.

/ Inquisitive / Loving / Danny emotes, clearly asking for permission.

He opens his mouth, and immediately Danny’s tongue darts inside, slipping alongside his own and wrapping it up completely. He tastes of cool ice and musk, acidic coffee and arctic chill, and his tongue licks all around inside Jason’s mouth, pumping his tongue like it did his cock.

Jason moans, the sound caught in his boyfriend’s tongue, and he pants for air, so focused on the feeling of Danny’s tongue in his mouth, he misses the feeling of Danny’s thighs bunching beneath his feet.

/ Loving /

Danny thrusts into him, and Jason shouts, the sound muffled around Danny’s tongue.

He can feel every inch of Danny inside him, and all he wants is for Danny to move.

He lifts himself as best he can, holding tight to Danny’s horns, and drops back down on Danny’s cock, feeling himself stretch that much more, the scent of violets filling the room.

He groans, feeling the sound in his chest more than he hears it.

He hears Danny’s crooning breath though, right in his ear.

/ Aroused /

And then Danny starts moving in earnest, rolling his hips and driving Jason mad.

It feels so good, so blindingly good, feeling Danny deep inside him, stretching his rim wider with every thrust, the bright pull of pressure mixing with the pleasure, forcing noise after noise from Jason’s open mouth. He pulls himself up as best he can in rhythm with Danny’s thrusts, arms straining and shaking with sensation.

Danny’s tongue slips from his mouth, and suddenly the room is loud again, Jason’s cries and curses filling the air.

“Fuck, fuck! Green, so green, Danny, fuck!” He shouts, shoving himself back down onto Danny’s cock as much as he can, his own cock pressed tight against his stomach by yet another tentacle, green light flashing back at him in answer.

/ Loving / Aroused / Dominant / Danny growls against him, and the sound reverberates in Jason’s chest, drawing another whine from his lips.

Fuck, he just feels… he feels so fucking good.

Danny’s cock starts writhing inside him, twisting and spiraling on each thrust, making Jason practically sob, tears gathering along his eyelids.

Danny’s arms carefully wrap around him, clawed hands not touching him at all, just furred arms wrapped tight, and Jason relaxes into them.

He keeps his grip on Danny’s horns, but he’s not the only one holding himself up now, and that makes it so easy to just relax into Danny’s grip, into his thrusts, each one bouncing Jason up and back down, his hole stretching and squeezing around Danny’s cock.

And then Danny twists his cock and presses right against Jason’s prostate.

Jason yells, the sensation so intense he feels like he could come right there.

And then there’s that damnable feeling of Danny squeezing tight around the base of his cock again.

/ Tantalizing / Dominant / Danny emotes, and the tiny part of Jason’s brain that can still think knows he’s in for it now.

On Danny’s next thrust, Jason screams.

He’s being driven mad, tears flowing freely down his face, each thrust sending him right to the edge, Danny’s grip around his cock holding him tightly back, his vision whiting out at the corners, sparks flying with every movement.

/ Loving / Loving / Loving / Danny sends across their bond, each emotion hitting Jason just as Danny’s cock hits his prostate, and Jason’s every breath is a desperate sob, his body writhing in Danny’s grip, his mind melting from overstimulation.

And Jason realizes that the emotion, that overwhelming love he can feel from Danny…

That’s Danny calling out for him.

Danny gives a stuttering growl, and Jason can feel cold blooming deep inside him.

/ Loving / Danny sends him, thrusting deep and coming hard.

And then Danny releases his cock.

Jason’s world goes white.

He shoots over the edge and comes with a gasp, cock pulsing and sending come streaking up over Danny’s tentacle and onto his fur, onto Jason’s skin.

The room is filled with musk and violets, sweat and coffee, and Jason doesn’t think he’s ever smelled anything so lovely.

He doesn’t know when he lets go of Danny’s horns, but Jason feels himself being laid gently back, body twitching and shaking. Danny’s still slowly thrusting inside him, jerky and off-rhythm, the same way he always does after he comes.

/ Loving / Loving / Care / Peaceful / Loving / Danny sends across the connection between their souls, each emotion feeling almost overwhelming in its intensity.

Danny dips his head down and takes Jason’s cock into the curl of his tongue again, working him through the aftershocks, licking up and down his shaft and catching the last spurts of come.

When Jason’s shivering, oversensitized and desperate for a break, he croaks out, “Danny.”

Danny stops licking, stops moving, and Jason blows out a breath with a sated smile.

/ Inquisitive / Content / Danny asks, clicking just once.

“Come here, babe,” Jason says, voice wrecked.

He could desperately use a glass of water, but that’ll have to wait until he can walk again.

Which. Will probably not be any time soon.

Danny’s form shivers for a moment, and much like earlier, all the mess on his tentacles drops through him, splattering onto the floor and leaving Danny clean.

He crawls up onto the surprisingly-intact bed, cock slipping back into the vent in his crotch, which closes up as Jason watches.

“Convenient,” he huffs with a grin, and Danny uses his whole head to roll his eyes at him.

/ Cheeky / Amused /

Danny shifts closer again, lifting Jason with a click, tentacles gently moving Jason up the bed to lay his head on the pillows, and then Danny collapses on top of him with a sigh.

Jason’s still grinning. He doesn’t think he’ll be able to stop.

“So was that good for you too?” He asks cheekily.

/ Tired / Loving / Fatigued / Sleepy / Danny clicks again, batting at Jason’s hair with a lazy aurora.

Jason loves how exhausted Danny gets after sex, and he loves how his own giddiness makes Danny groan every time.

“You wanna do that again sometime?” He asks, stroking a hand idly down Danny’s head, relishing in the feel of the soft fur under his fingers.

/ Content / Danny sends him.

Danny’s auroras flare green, probably to really make his answer clear, and then he looks Jason directly in the eye and puts a tentacle on his mouth in an obvious request for silence.

“What, you wanna go again right now, babe?” Jason mutters beneath the aurora, opening his mouth and licking Danny.

/ Surprised / Danny yelps, whipping his tentacle away and clicking in Jason’s face.

Jason laughs.

“Sorry. Sorry, Danny,” he snickers, only half-sorry at best.

Danny grumbles at him, baring his teeth before settling back down.

/ Indignant / Tired / Loving /

Jason sighs, petting Danny’s fur again, stroking down his head as far as he can reach before starting back at the tip of his nose. He scratches gently along Danny’s horns, and Danny churrs beneath his hands.

Danny falls asleep under Jason’s careful hands, and Jason spends the time Danny’s asleep thinking through various ways to get his boyfriend back to human form.

That is, if Danny can’t just turn back himself.

He knows Danny usually only needs a short snooze after sex, so he’s not too worried about Danny sleeping the night through. So by the time Danny wakes, Jason’s got ten partial plans, all waiting for information from Danny, and all ranked according to how many people Jason would need to pull into the situation.

Ideally he’d be able to solve this himself, or just him and Danny, but since Danny hadn’t turned back on his own, and since Jason doesn’t have all that much magic aside from the All Blades, he’s pretty sure they’ll need to contact Zatara. Or - ugh - Constantine.

So when Danny finally snorts himself awake and raises his head from Jason’s chest, the first thing he does is ask, “You’re trapped in that form right now, right Danny?”

/ Inquisitive / Danny grumbles, rubbing at his eyes with his tentacles and clearly not all the way awake.

Jason pets his fur, scritches at the base of his ears, and waits.

Danny gives him a jaw-cracking yawn right in his face, complete with wintermint fresh breath - not fair - and then nods slowly.

/ Content / he emotes, his emotional way of saying ‘Yes’.

“Do you know why you’re trapped?”

Danny nods, reaching up with his hand and baring his throat, carefully tapping at the bright green collar of strange letters that wraps around him.

Jason looks closer.

The letters kind of look like runes to him.

Fuck, this is definitely Constantine’s wheelhouse.

“Magic, huh?” Jason mutters to himself.

Danny nods again, chuffing and dropping back to the bed.

/ Exasperated / Annoyed /

“I know some magic users, Danny. Don’t worry. We’ll get you out of this.” Jason thinks about it, and then snorts. “Actually, I’m a bit of a magic user myself, but only against evil.”

Danny tilts his head to the side. / Inquisitive /

“I’ve got magic swords.” Jason says.

Danny tilts his head to the other side.

/ Inquisitive / Incredulous / Funny /

Fuck, Jason’s bad at explaining himself right now.

“I have magical swords I can summon in the presence of evil,” he says, finally managing a full sentence.

Danny thinks that through, then tilts his head back and taps at the collar again.

/ Inquisitive / Free / Danny asks.

Jason blinks at him.

“Well, I guess that might count as evil,” Jason says under his breath, shifting up and holding out a hand. “Let’s see if this works.”

He reaches back, and pulls at that space in his soul where the All Blades rest.

A blade emerges, casting golden light across Danny’s fur, shining brightly in the dim bedroom.

/ Awed / Loving / Danny sends, eyes wide as they catch the light.

“Huh,” Jason says, staring at the blade.

Danny chuffs.

/ Content / Confident /

He bares his throat for Jason, and Jason takes a deep breath.

“Well, here we go,” he says, and carefully slips the blade between the collar and his boyfriend’s throat.

The runes twist in the air, caught on the light of the blade, and then the blade slices through, shattering the collar and sending the runes scattering and dissolving as they fall all around Danny.

Jason drops the blade, banishing it back to his soul, and Danny sighs long and low, closing his eyes and bowing his head.

/ Thankful / Loving / Free / ripples across Jason’s soul.

Danny’s vulpine body starts to turn translucent, fur and form rising away from Jason like mist, spiraling inward and compressing down to a single point of bright blue-green light.

The light rushes outward again, turning to the achingly familiar form of Danny Nightingale, kneeling on the bed just in front of Jason, looking tired and worn, wearing torn clothes and covered in scrapes and bruises.

“...Thanks, Jason,” Danny says, and Jason leans forward to wrap him up in a tight hug.

“Hey, babe,” he says, running his hands through Danny’s hair.

Danny sighs in his grip. “Hey, honey.”

“You feeling okay now?” Jason asks, leaning back and tracing his fingertips down Danny’s face, to where his neck is red and raw from the rune collar.

Danny hisses at the touch, and Jason briefly lets go, just long enough to grab the bedside first aid kit.

“I’ve been better,” Danny says, tilting his head back to give Jason room to work. “Being forced into that form hurt like hell.”

Jason hums, applying ointment in a thick coat all the way around Danny’s throat. He wraps it with snug bandages, and Danny winces, drawing a sharp breath.

“Sorry, Danny,” Jason murmurs, and Danny squeezes his thigh in response.

He doesn’t speak again until Jason’s got his neck wrapped up properly.

“So, uh, what do you think?” Danny asks. “About me, I mean.”

He’s picking at his nails, staring down at his hands, not even glancing up at Jason for a moment.

Jason takes his hands gently in his.

“Danny, it’s fine. Your other form is fine. I’d like an explanation at some point, and I know I owe you an explanation as well, but all that can wait. I love you, and that’s enough for me right now.”

Danny looks up at him, his eyelashes fluttering as he blinks rapidly. “But who would ever want to love someone so monstrous?”

Jason’s breath catches in his throat, and he takes Danny’s hand.

“I mean,” Danny says with a broken laugh, “aside from you, that is. Guess that makes you a monsterfucker now, huh? Hope you’re cool with that.”

Jason’s more than cool with it, but this is clearly way more important than giving himself that title.

Jason lifts Danny’s hand to his lips and kisses his palm, stilling his nervous chatter instantly.

“You were never monstrous to me.” He says, kissing the words into Danny’s palm, down his wrist, pulling him close to mingle their breath. “You’re not a monster, Danny. And you never will be.”

Danny’s eyes go wide and watery, and his lips wobble, but he doesn’t cry.

He just pushes forward, bridging the gap between them and meeting Jason’s lips in a gentle kiss.

Danny’s lips quiver beneath Jason’s, and he pulls back to draw in a shaky breath.

“I should explain something before we uh, before we move on, though,” he says, voice rough. “So I was under a magical compulsion.”

Jason’s stomach drops. His face pales.

Fuck. No.

They just had sex, and if Danny couldn’t really consent…

Danny looks up to him, and his eyes go wide.

“No! Not like that!”

Jason’s next breath feels like it comes through a straw.

“Danny,” he says, voice broken.

“Not like that,” Danny insists, grabbing Jason’s hands and rubbing his thumbs along his tendons, doing his best to calm him down. “Let me explain.”

Jason nods, head feeling disconnected from his body.

“It was when the cult leader commanded me to take care of you,” he says, thumbs still stroking away. “It wasn’t a very good spell. Caused me pain when I used my powers, made me feel good to follow the command. That was it. It just made me feel a little bit better to follow it. I swear, Jason. I was fully consenting, fully cognizant, fully in control. It just made me feel good to do things I would’ve done anyway.”

Jason nods again, and his next breath comes easier.

“You’re sure?” He asks, the words sounding like they’re coming from a garbage disposal. “I didn’t–”

Danny cuts him off, won’t even let him say it.

“No, Jason. You didn’t. You would never.”

Jason tips forward, resting his head on Danny’s shoulder.

“Thank fuck.” He says, shuddering under Danny’s hands, holding him close and stroking down his back now.

“Sorry, sweetheart,” Danny says, “I should’ve worded that better. Sorry I scared you.”

Jason hums, too worn out to say anything else.

“It was stronger at the beginning,” Danny says. “That’s why I attacked them like I did.”

He goes quiet.

“Do you think I killed anyone?” He asks in a whisper.

Jason thinks back as best he can with his head feeling so floaty with relief.

“I’m not sure. I’ll send my guys over to take care of it,” he says.

He takes another moment to hold Danny close.

Then he moves off the bed to take care of business.

He cleans himself up first, then calls his guys while Danny grabs the first shower. He’s glad he knows Gotham as well as he does, because that aerial view of the warehouse and the surrounding area was enough to give his men accurate directions.

Once he’s done, he takes the quickest shower he can, and heads back to bed.

Danny must’ve stripped and remade the bed while he was showering, because the sheets are clean and Danny’s dressed for bed, his satin pajama set pale pink tonight.

Jason finishes toweling off, throws the towel in the direction of the hamper, and snags a pair of black boxer briefs for the night.

Danny watches him dress, eyes glowing slightly green in the darkness of their bedroom.

Jason wonders just how many inhuman features Danny’s been hiding from him. He’s looking forward to finding out.

Jason crawls under the fuzzy blanket he and Danny share, and Danny reaches out, tugs him close. They’re both quiet for a few minutes, and Jason’s just starting to drift off to sleep when Danny finally speaks.

“I’ve always wanted to do that,” Danny says, voice hushed in the quiet room. “Have sex in my fox form, I mean. I never could, because as soon as I started thinking about it, I’d start to worry. What if I went too hard? What if I was too cold? Too much? Too scary?” He sighs.

Jason kisses his forehead, “You didn’t. You weren’t. It was perfect.”

Danny huffs out a laugh, the sound reminding Jason of his vocalizations in fox form.

“Being forced to stay eldritch by the collar was actually kinda perfect.”

Jason wakes up a bit more at that statement.

“Danny,” he says, pulling back to look into his boyfriend’s eyes. “That’s– That’s worrying.”

“Yeah?” Danny whispers, not quite meeting Jason’s eyes.

“Yeah,” Jason says, tipping Danny’s chin up so he’ll look at him. “I want you to feel comfortable discussing things like this with me.”

“I usually do,” Danny says, moisture gathering in his eyes. “This was just. It’s a lot, okay?”

Jason nods with a slight smile.

“Yeah, and I know you would’ve told me eventually, but would you have ever told me you wanted to have sex in that form?”

Danny closes his eyes and shakes his head.

“Well. If I want you to be open with me, I should probably be open with you first.” Jason says, and Danny meets his eyes again, slightly confused.

Jason takes a shuddery breath.

“I want to have sex with you like that again,” he starts, and Danny nods, not exactly surprised. “I also want to have sex with you in the helmet, as Red Hood. I want to control you and use you, have power over you, Danny.”

Danny’s eyes are widening, and Jason keeps his breathing as even as he can.

“I’d be open to that,” Danny says.

Jason’s breath all rushes out of him at once, and he smiles, relieved. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Danny bites his lip. He takes a deep breath. “I’d like you to fuck my mouth with your gun,” he murmurs quickly, eyes darting from one of Jason’s eyes to the other, clearly nervous.

Jason can feel his body reacting to that, and he groans.

“Danny, that’s– shit, yeah. We can do that, absolutely.”

Danny’s eyes start to dilate. “You’d like that?”

“Fuck yes. Not a loaded gun, but yeah, I’d definitely like that.” Jason says, reaching down between them to stroke Danny’s cock through his pajamas.

Danny winces, and they both laugh, a little rueful.

“Another night?” Jason asks, petting at Danny’s chest instead.

Danny grins, a little sheepish.

“I’d like that.”

“Good, because I’m pretty sure we’re both fucked out right now,” Jason says dryly, making Danny giggle.

Danny snuggles close and tilts his head up to press a kiss to Jason’s lips.

“I love you,” Danny says. “I love this. I’ve never been able to talk about stuff like this with anyone. Thank you.”

“Thank you for making the first move,” Jason says, kissing Danny back. “I would’ve wanted to, but I don’t know how long it would’ve taken me to make a move.”

Danny grins, sly. “Well, now that we’re talking about it all, I’ll be sure to bring up all the dirty thoughts I have.”

Jason groans, laughing, “Oh, you’re gonna be a menace, aren’t you? Well, two can play that game.” He tucks Danny under his chin, holding him close. “Sleep, little menace, we can talk more in the morning.”

Danny grumbles, but settles quickly, pressing a kiss to Jason’s bare chest.

“Night, love,” he mumbles, tired enough that he’s already dropping off.

“Goodnight, babe,” Jason says, and he shuts his eyes.

And if he wakes up with an eldritch fox creature curled around him, he sure won’t mind.