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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Batman_(Comics)
  Relationship:
      Bruce_Wayne/Jason_Todd
  Character:
      Bruce_Wayne, Jason_Todd
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-01-25 Words: 205
****** Kiss With A Fist ******
by Tvieandli
Summary
     Jason brings blood into the bedroom.
Jason’s wild in all the right ways. Nothing like Dick. Jason is biting, and
hair pulling, all with a smile. Bruce throws him down on the bed, and Jason
gnashes his teeth right before his nose, threatening, all the while grinning
like a maniac.
This is the way it goes. Bruce bites at the junction of neck and shoulder, and
listens to Jason hiss. They’re fighting so hard against nothing. Jason calls it
“play time”. “Come play with me” tends to mean “Try your hardest to break my
nose and I’ll blow your mind”.
It’s almost funny. Some nights they do more damage to each other than all the
crooks in Gotham did.
Batarangs were never sex toys before Jason. Now though, Bruce finds one lodged
in his shoulder. A grapple can be used in bondage, and Jason realizes that’s
what’s happened only after he’s tied to the headboard.
He thrashes against it, and snarls. It’s an impressive display. Bruce laughs at
him. The batarang makes quick work of clothing, leaving little red welts in
it’s wake. Jason Kicks him in the face, Bruce backhands him.
“Hurt me, daddy.”
Bruce smirks when Jason arches up off the bed.
“Hurt me.”
He’s always happy to oblige.
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