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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Batman_(Comics), DCU_(Comics)
  Relationship:
      Dick_Grayson/always_a_girl!Jason_Todd/Roy_Harper
  Character:
      Dick_Grayson, always_a_girl!Jason_Todd, Roy_Harper
  Additional Tags:
      princess_jay, Double_Penetration
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-04-14 Words: 1523
****** I can't help that I need it all ******
by ohmcgee
Summary
     The two of them should pretty much never be allowed in the same
     vicinity; it's hell on his cognitive process.
This is all Jay's fault.
Or Roy's.
Christ, the two of them should pretty much never be allowed in the same
vicinity; it's hell on his cognitive process. All he remembers is hearing Jay's
telltale giggle right as he was walking by Roy's room, hearing Roy's voice, all
low and muffled through the door, and busting through the door with the
intention of knocking Roy off his little sister.
Intentions, he finds out, don't hold much weight when Roy turns to him, his
head between Jay's thighs, and licks his lips.
"Hey, Dickie. Mind closing the door?"
Dick knows he should -- close the door after he leaves, that is. Roy's got his
shirt off and Dick can see all the freckles on the smallest part of his back,
the tattoo in between his shoulder blades and how his hands just swallow up
Jay's hips as he holds her down on the bed. He knows it's weird, just standing
there, but Roy's mouth is shiny with Jay's juices and Dick knows how she tastes
and he thinks for a minute about licking the taste of her off Roy's mouth and
whoa --
Where did that come from.
"Dickie," Jay says, kind of breathily, like when they've been rolling around
sparring for hours and she needs a minute. "C'mere."
Dick shuts the door behind him before he even realizes it, walks over to the
bed where Jay is and Jay immediately reaches for his jeans, tugging them open
and Dick says “Jay --”
But she doesn’t listen, she never listens, just takes his dick out and rubs it
all over her mouth before swallowing him down.
“Oh fuck,” Roy murmurs between her legs and Dick looks down and sees his face
and heat just kind of explodes in his belly and he has to tear his eyes off of
Roy, look down at Jay’s mouth stretched around him, all her lip gloss smeared
off. Roy goes back to eating her out and apparently it’s really good because
Jay starts moaning around Dick, not really using any kind of rhythm, just
licking at him and whimpering as Roy goes down on her, then just gives up
entirely and falls back on the bed, squeezing her thighs around Roy’s face and
Roy reaches up to cover her mouth when she screams and comes.
“C’mere, Dickie,” she says, still breathing heavy, still shaking from the
orgasm Roy just gave her and moves Roy out of the way with her foot, makes room
for Dick to crawl on the bed in front of her.
Dick feels weird getting totally naked when Roy’s like, three feet away from
him, but he’s so hard from having Jay’s mouth on him for the thirty seconds
before Roy distracted her and he needs that again. So whatever. He lays back on
the bed in front of Jay and Jay gives him a dirty little grin before she wraps
her hands around him and swallows him down like no one ever taught her what a
gag reflex is.
Dick can’t help but see Roy behind her, running his hands up and down her back,
and when Jay whimpers around him Dick knows Roy has his fingers in her again
and god. Plus every time he looks up and accidentally meets Roy’s eyes, he
feels his dick twitch and spurt more precome into Jay’s mouth and well, there’s
that.
“He taste good, baby?” Roy says, low and husky, his hand wrapped up in Jay’s
hair as she bobs up and down on Dick, and Jay just moans around him, takes him
deeper and get one of her soft hands around his balls. “You should fuck him.”
Jay moans so loud this time that Dick feels the vibrations of it in her throat
and almost loses it, but then she pulls off of him with this wet, filthy pop
and Dick watches when Roy tilts her head back and fucks his tongue down her
throat, licking and sucking at her lips and when Dick realizes he’s licking the
taste of him off her mouth he makes a noise.
Roy smirks at him when he lets Jay go, then Jay’s throwing her legs over Dick’s
thighs and guiding him into her and she just lets out this soft little sigh
when she sinks down.
Dick’s hardly aware of anything except how good she feels when Jay starts
riding him, but his eyes keep flicking up to where Roy’s mouth is on her neck,
to his hands on her hips, practically fucking her down onto Dick. Jay grabs
Dick’s hands and brings them to her tits, starts moaning like a girl in the
really filthy pornos Roy likes to watch loud in his room at night every time
she fucks herself down on Dick’s cock.
“Roy,” she whines, the same kind of impatient sound she makes when Bruce won’t
give her the Amex card, and Roy just chuckles, takes one of his hands off her
hips to slide it between her legs. “Oh fuck.”
“You want it inside you?” Roy asks, nibbling on her ear as he rubs circles on
her clit with his thumb. “You want us both in you, don’t you, little Jay?”
“Shit,” Jay gasps. “Yes.”
Roy just laughs into the crook of her neck and Dick feels it when Roy slides
his fingers into her, feels Roy’s fingers pushing in tight, right next to his
dick.
“Oh god,” Jay gasps and pants. “I want -- I want you in me.”
“I know,” Roy murmurs, licking her collarbone. “But I dunno if big bro’s down
with that.”
“Dickie,” Jay says, rocking down on Roy’s fingers, squeezing around his cock
and batting her eyelashes, making those pouty lips like when she wants to
borrow his favorite shirt. “Please?”
She might as well have asked him in Farsi for all Dick comprehends right now,
and he just says, “Yeah,” like it’s ripped out of his throat and then Roy’s
taking his fingers out of her, reaching for a bottle in the nightstand and
moving behind Jay again.
“You sure?” He asks her softly and Jay says yes in that petulant way that’s
usually followed up by her rolling her eyes, but this time she just bites her
lip when Roy does something behind her that Dick can’t see. Then she’s leaning
way down, putting her hands on either side of Dick’s face, burying her face in
Dick’s shoulder and then --
“Fuck,” Dick says when he finally realizes what’s happening and he feels Jay go
tighter around him, a different kind of pressure around his cock.
“You okay there, Dickie?” Roy says, grinning at him as he slowly pushes inside
of Jay from behind.
“I,” Dick says, squeezing his eyes shut when Roy gets even deeper and there’s
even more pressure. “Fuck.”
Jay giggles breathily against Dick’s shoulder, then Dick hears this filthy hot
moan and realizes a moment later that it was him that made it because when Roy
moves, when he fucks into Jay Dick can fucking feel it,and it’s weird and he’s
going to come in about three seconds.
“Jay,” Roy says, brushing his fingers over her shoulder. “How you doing?”
“God,” Jay gasps, pushing herself up a little. “I’m -- not gonna fucking break.
Come on.”
Roy smirks behind her and Jay leans forward again and Dick gives up trying not
to look at Roy, just watches his face as he fucks her, locks eyes with him as
Jay moans between them, both of their names getting tangled up on her tongue,
and Dick’s good. He’s hanging in there until Roy says, “Jesus christ, Dickie,”
and throws his head back and buries himself so deep inside Jay that Jay starts
to shake and tremble and come apart around both of them, screaming into Dick’s
shoulder and somewhere between all of that, Dick knows that he’s comes, but
he’s having such a fucking sensory overload that it’s kind of hard to process
all of it.
All he knows is that when they all climb off of him and collapse into their own
space, he feels wrung out and wrecked.
“Over/under how long it takes him to flip out?” He hears Roy say and Jay
giggles.
“I dunno. Maybe long enough for the blood to flow back to his brain?”
“I can hear you,” Dick mutters. “Jerks.”
Jay just giggles again and comes to curl up next to him, wrap her legs around
his. Dick doesn’t know where Roy’s at; he’s still too fucked out to even open
his eyes.
“Are you done pretending you don’t like boys now?” She asks, playing with his
hair, and Dick hears Roy choke on a laugh somewhere in the room.
“I wasn’t --” Dick says. “I mean.”
“Next time,” Jay says sleepily, her head on Dick’s shoulder like she’s telling
him a bedtime story. “I wanna watch you two.”
“Jay,” Dick breathes out hesitantly, then Jay lifts her head up and gives him
that look, the same look that got her out of totalling Bruce’s fucking Jag, and
Dick looks behind her at Roy and swallows.
“Yeah,” he says. “Maybe next time.”
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