crashout | DICK;

[ he's taken by surprise enough that it's completely successful-- and with an "oof" dick is on his back with junpei crawling over him. now isn't that familiar for this week. he blinks before smirking again ]

Why wouldn't I be?

[He wins. He grins triumphantly from his place and he lays so they're chest to chest, arms folded and chin resting on his arms.]

Because you have a lot of other choices on this goddamn ship? [Just saying, and also a tiny bit jealous which is dumb as hell given Junpei's own choices and situation.]

[ he tilts his head a bit with a slow, confused blink, raising an eyebrow ]

And you don't? [ but he raises his arm to run a hand through his hair ] If you want me to stop, just say so.

[ it's half-teasing, half-serious ]

I have a lot less options than you think I do, probably. [Which is just matter of fact and not really unhappy. Self-deprecating maybe, but nothing too concerning. Unfortunately the only response is Junpei leaning into Dick's hand.]

...what am I supposed to want you to stop, exactly?

And I fuck a lot less people than you think I do, probably.

[ that one is wry, because it's come up a few times with other people, but it's a self-deprecating joke right back all the same. ]

The challenging, genius. Keep up.

I don't really make assumptions about that. [Bullshit, but it's okay. It's not his business just like it's not Dick's who he fucks. But he shakes his head.]

Anyway, no. It's actually kind of hot. [And maybe he gets off on being competitive.] You just have to promise you won't be upset when you lose.

[ he raises a very dubious eyebrow at that first line, head tilted to the side but he lets it go to concentrate on the rest: ]

You're very confident for a guy that hasn't done anything to back it so far. [ and then, cheeky: ] And somehow, I don't think I'd mind it too much even if I did lose this one.

I'll take that as standing permission then. [But he does actually shut up finally to turn his head enough and immediately draw him into a deep kiss. Hi. It's fine. They've been cucked for days by being busy and then by being sad, so it's...maybe a little desperate and aggressive even if his hands are sliding to the side and onto Dick's shoulders.]

[ his answering laugh is swallowed into the kiss, and that's fine, honestly, his hand sliding up to cup the back of junpei's head to deepen it. he's a lot mellower than junpei, but-- well, he also just gave him a challenge he has no intention of making any easier on him, so. ]

[On the one hand, he would be super down with just something lowkey and mellow after this week, but on the other hand he isn't great at backing down. Dick holds onto the back of his head and Junpei's fingers curl up against the sides of Dick's head and into his hair, pulling a little for leverage. He has a few tricks up his sleeve but right now this is easy mode.]

[ dick hums appreciatively at the pulling, still smiling into it. he grabs at Junpei's shoulder with the hand not at his nape, squeezing a little before resting on his upper arm lightly.

he moves enough just to mumble: ]

You're serious about this, aren't you?

[ not that he hasn't expected junpei to go with a possible competition, but it's kind of... cute, right now, that he'd take dick's teasing to heart. ]

[He's busy wriggling his way closer as Dick's hands move over his arm, lips still moving over his until the point the kiss breaks. He's still close enough that Dick's practically still talking over his lips, but Junpei gives a little hum in response.]

I'm kind of serious about most things when it comes to you, yeah. [Sometimes you just say things without thinking of the phrasing, but...it's still true? He was serious about protecting Dick from the first strain of demons, serious about working with him, and serious about making sure they'd both get out of here alive. So what if it manifested to something a little more comfortable? Instead of elaborating, he bites at Dick's lower lip instead.]

[ ah. dick stills for a second, blinking once, slowly, eyes a little wide, but he doesn't get time to really comment or think about that sentence before junpei's biting at his lip, so he sighs into it with a hum, attempting to nip junpei right back, licking into his mouth. the grip he had on the back of his head is lax by now, resting at his nape, fingers curled a bit.

there's something a little stupid about how that one sentence in the middle of their usual banter made him feel for a moment. he grips junpei's arm a little tighter and hums. it's awkward trying to talk in the middle of making out, but dick does, just to not let that sentence linger between them; ]

Then show me what you've got already.

[What if they don't talk about it. What if they don't discuss that right now because it's a little too raw and not something to touch on when the goal is to just work out frustrations. Or...isn't it? It's hard to say. It doesn't matter though because he feels the tightened grip and kisses him one more time before he starts to slip away, moving his head down a little to work his mouth against Dick's jaw and neck. One hand stays threaded in his hair and the other rests next to his head on Dick's chest, nails lightly scratching.

He's learned enough by now to know he doesn't have to be careful or gentle, but he also knows that sometimes it's the things he says that gets to Dick the fastest. Instead of saying words though, he sucks at the flat of his shoulder for a moment.]

[ it's fine they never have to talk about it? ever??

Dick seems content to lie back and let Junpei do most of the work for once, shuddering a bit at the sensation of his nails. He tilts his head to give Junpei more space to work, humming his appreciation even as he moves his grip to soft petting, not really thinking about what he's doing. ]

[It seems to work well enough for him, and he doesn't seem to mind that Dick's relaxing and letting him drive, so to speak. His teeth drag a little just for the different sensations and he nips a little harder. The hair petting gets a small appreciative noise from him and his hand scratches harder. Given the position they're in and also the fact Junpei's still wearing his jeans, it's a little bit of a struggle to spread his legs and try to bracket Dick in but he's working on it, deliberately rolling his hips downward to tease him.

What is he doing? Who knows, it's not like he's thinking either outside of wanting to touch and take his time.]

[ The teeth drag gets a shudder out of him, and Dick raises a knee a little to grind against Junpei after that roll, eyes half-lidded and bit of a smirk on his face. He doesn't do much more than that, simply lowering the hand he had on Junpei's arm so he can put it on his hip over his jeans. Dick's only in boxers, comparatively, has been since this started, but he doesn't seem to mind, putting two of his fingers in Junpei's belt loops and tugging slightly, as if teasing ]

Still overdressed, aren't you?

[He pulls his mouth off of Dick's shoulder then, slowly grinding down against Dick's leg again even when his hands fall to Junpei's waistband.]

Probably...[And his hands move to pull Dick's fingers off of him one at a time. Almost in one fluid motion he's sitting up and hovering over him on his knees, undoing his belt first and then the top button. The zipper is slowly pulled and he works the jeans down his hips and over his legs, kicking them and the belt off to the side somewhere.]

Better? [He's going to stay kneeling with his legs on either side of Dick, both hands resting on his chest lightly. Granted, a thumb drags over a nipple harshly and curiously but he seems mostly calm about being here.]

[ once his hands are moved from junpei, dick simply lets them rest at his side for now, watching junpei kick off his pants with an appreciative look. ]

Hmhmmm. [ he spreads his own legs as much as he can, bracketed like this, but then there's that drag on his nipple and he grips the sheets underneath him in surprise, letting out a little shuttering breath. his head is still tilted, eyes half-lidded as he stares up at junpei ] So what's your plan of action now?

[ even that's a little challenging in tone, because dick doesn't know when to quit. ]

[Good. That's definitely a nice response and he just smirks a little at that. He doesn't immediately answer, giving a considering hum before he shifts down and bends to place his mouth directly on the same nipple instead, swirling his tongue briefly before letting his mouth move to start kissing and sucking his way down. His hands, meanwhile, are occupied with one just-barely stroking Dick's side and the other shifting to tease at the waistband of his boxers.

Granted, he ruins this by bringing his mouth up just enough to say:]

The only downside of this position is your ass is hard to reach. [Listen. It's a good ass? He's allowed to say it.]

[ there's a definite hitch to his breath at the ministrations, and his back arches a little, his hands still fisting the sheets-- and then junpei says that and dick laughs reflexively, a bright cackle. he lifts a hand just enough to pat junpei on the cheek ]

There, there. You want me to turn around, you can just ask.

[ he knows junpei won't, is the thing, which is part of why he's not too worried about the offer right now-- it's not like it's a position he minds, but when he's made it an express challenge to make him beg (because he thought it'd be funny?) it's a bit of an easy give if dick can't potentially give as hard as he gets as far as touch goes. ]

[Dick's reacting pretty well and for a while Junpei feels good about himself, but then Dick's laughing and pats his cheek which makes him toss his hed just enough to brush him off.]

Nope. I'd rather look at your face while I'm doing this. [Kind of flirty and kind of pointedly because the Nightwing Mask is off and he's taking advantage of this. That said, he bites a little harder somewhere around Dick's ribs while a hand palms him through the front of his boxers.]

[ the smirk is still very much present on his face ]

Glad you think my face is just as nice to look at as my-- [ and then it's wiped out by the combination bite and palm, dick throwing back his head a little as he moans out the last word; ] ass.

[ it's as much of a finished sentence as a reaction to the biting, really. he pushes his hand through junpei's hair, grabbing it and pulling just a little. not enough to pull him off in any sense of the word, though. ]

[There's a joke in here about wordplay but he doesn't make it because that's even more of a response than he expected. Dick pulls his hair and there's another low murmur against Dick's skin, tongue out to trace lines over visible muscles while he's working his way down. If he's keeping his mouth busy, he can't fucking talk and ruin it. He's taking his sweet-ass time though and the heel of his hand drags a little harder over him through his boxers still.

Sill tempted to say something, he stops the impulse by biting harder at Dick's hip, hand replacing his mouth up top to thumb over his nipple again and let his hand lay flat to trace nonsensical patterns. The current plan is constant touching and nothing else.]

[ the thing is dick's bad at staying still and letting things just happen to him, and he commends himself on lasting a whole five minutes before feeling restless this time. he also maybe happens to enjoy it a little rough, so the mix of that is-- his breath hitches and he pulls on junpei's hair a little harder this time. junpei can probably feel him growing harder under his heel, and he grinds his knee into junpei's own crotch in deliberate retaliation, a slow, steady movement. his own mouth isn't currently occupied, either, which means-- ]

Bitey... that's new. [ not entirely, but the force of it is. he doesn't manage to make his tone anything but appreciative, though. ]

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