tim "i don't care what happens to me" drake (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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garbology2018-08-07 09:48 pm
coffeeandmistakes) wrote in garbology2018-08-07 09:48 pm
do we have to wait 'til our worlds collide?
Perfect. Any other time, Tim might laugh - he's so far from perfect, makes so many mistakes, and he's entirely aware of just how numerous are his flaws. But this isn't a mistake, Tim knows that as well as he knows his own name. The way Jason kisses him like they're both dying (again), the way he touches him, marks him, claims him with that bruise at his throat - none of this is a mistake.
Tim muffles moan after quiet moan against Jason's mouth as he's explored by Jason's hands, exhales a low sound of wanting and curls his own fingers into Jason's hair and around his shoulder, rolls his hips down to meet Jason's and inhales a sharp breath. It's not quite a song, and not as loud as he can be, but it's a start.
"Thought maybe we could see if I'm any good at blowjobs," Tim says at Jason's ear, laughter fluttering in the back of his throat. "Wanna find out? Or did you have a better idea?" He doesn't give Jason the time to answer, just leans in close to start kissing him breathless all over again, traces fingertips lightly over Jason's collarbone, as if mapping him out by touch alone to remember how he feels later.
Tim muffles moan after quiet moan against Jason's mouth as he's explored by Jason's hands, exhales a low sound of wanting and curls his own fingers into Jason's hair and around his shoulder, rolls his hips down to meet Jason's and inhales a sharp breath. It's not quite a song, and not as loud as he can be, but it's a start.
"Thought maybe we could see if I'm any good at blowjobs," Tim says at Jason's ear, laughter fluttering in the back of his throat. "Wanna find out? Or did you have a better idea?" He doesn't give Jason the time to answer, just leans in close to start kissing him breathless all over again, traces fingertips lightly over Jason's collarbone, as if mapping him out by touch alone to remember how he feels later.