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It started off pretty innocuous, an overheard conversation between Jason and Roy.

“I want to start a family someday,” Jason had said. Dick hadn't meant to overhear any of Jason’s phone call, he didn’t usually come this far into Jason’s territory, but he was following a lead, and it was time sensitive enough that he hadn’t given Jason a heads up.

Dick had hightailed it all the way back to the manor before the words actually registered in his mind. He stumbles as he dismounts his bike, face flushing in embarrassment and arousal, but luckily he had his scent patches firmly in place, so all he got from Bruce was a raised eyebrow.

He mumbles out some sort of excuse, then practically runs to the showers, trying as hard as he can to think of the most un-sexy things to calm down. It works, mostly, and Dick is in his civvies and knocking at Tim’s door in under twenty minutes.

“Tim! Tim! Are you awake?” Dick calls out, knocking frantically.

It takes a few moments, but a disheveled Tim yanks the door open, glaring pointedly at Dick’s hand, which is still raised in the knocking position. His scent is sleepy soft, but the sharpness of anger and annoyance are starting to sour the air.

“What could possibly be so important, Dick.” It’s meant as a question, but it lacks the inflection, not that Dick lets it bother him.

“Are Jason and Roy dating?” That wasn’t the question that Dick had meant to ask, but it’s too late to take it back now, so he just leans a little closer, eager for an answer.

Tim yawns, face unchanging. “You interrupted my sleep to ask me if Jason and Roy are dating.” Again, no inflection, but Dick knows he wants an answer. The only reason he is here, asking Tim, is because he knows Tim has unnecessary up to date information on all of their personal lives. He has barely any sense of boundaries, and sometimes it’s annoying, but right now, Dick is looking to take advantage of his little brother’s inability to respect a person’s sense of personal privacy.

“Well, no,” Dick hedges, crossing and uncrossing his arms, trying to look casual. “But it is relevant.”

Tim stares at him for long enough that Dick worries he fell asleep standing up with his eyes open, it wouldn’t be the first time, but eventually he just says, “No.”

Something in his chest feels lighter at the response, and he knows Tim will grill him heavily later, but the annoyance is starting to take over his sleepy scent, and Dick knows he needs to leave soon, or the ornery omega will attack him.

“Thanks Tim! See you later!” Dick makes a hasty retreat back to his den, closing the door and rummaging through his closet to find the sweatshirt he snatched from Jason’s place a couple months ago.

It’s a faded, grey hoodie that probably had something printed on it, but it’s long since peeled off or faded away. It only holds a hint of Jason’s warm, spicy omega scent, but unfortunately, combined with what he accidentally overheard this evening, it’s more than enough to have his mouth filling with saliva and his fangs dropping from his gums.

Dick and Jason have a complicated relationship. Dick was less than welcoming to Jason as a pup, viewed him as a competitor for Bruce’s love, for a spot in Bruce's pack, made him feel like he was easily replaced. He only barely began to bond with him before he died, and when he came back, smelling of grieving, packless omega, Dick wanted nothing more than to wrap him up in his den and put his mark on his neck, make him HIS.

He purrs deep in his chest as he closes his eyes, shoving the material of the hoodie in his face and inhaling deeply. He imagines himself in Jason’s nest, the large omega cuddled up against him, sweaty skin sticking together as Dick knots him again, and again, and again until it takes.

His imagination, Jason’s scent on the hoodie, and his hand furiously stripping his cock makes him pop his knot in an embarrassing amount of time. The scent of his cum mixing with Jason’s scent left on the material of the hoodie lull him into a deep, contented sleep.

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“Tim, I just got back from patrol, can this wait?” Jason whines, stepping out of the wall of steam his shower produced in order to answer his phone, which has been ringing for the past five minutes straight.

“Why did Dick just wake me up to ask me if you and Roy were dating.” It’s said like a statement, but Jason knows Tim means it like a question. The poor kid is probably operating on three hours of sleep.

“Huh?” His foot catches at the edge of his rug and he has to make an improvised landing on his sofa to avoid planting his face in the floor. “Dick did what?!”

Tim is silent, and Jason can feel his cheeks heating up from mortification. He knows that Tim knows about Jason’s stupid little (huge) crush on Dick, he even knows that Tim also had a crush on the older alpha before he got together with the super clone. But he is still mortified at how obvious he’s being.

“I’m going back to sleep. I will be looking into this later.” There is a click and Tim is gone, hung up on him before he could even say goodbye.

“Little shit.” Jason spits, trying to be angry at the nosey little bastard, but fondness wells up in his chest. Tim has tried to convince Jason to talk to Dick about sharing his heat, for whatever reason, the little omega really thinks he stands a chance with Dick, not that Jason knows why.

He thought Tim was saying it to try and have Jason get turned down, either to get back at him for all the shit he did in the past, or to get him to get over his hopeless little (fucking huge) impossible crush with a devistating rejection.

Now though, Jason doesn’t know what to think. He got word from his goons on the streets that Nightwing was seen in his turf tonight, but when Jason looked around, he didn’t see any sign of the alpha anywhere.

Jason had gotten out of the shower feeling sleepy, but after his little chat with Tim, he’s all keyed up. What did Dick care if he and Roy were dating? Not that Jason would ever date Roy, neither of them thought that way about each other, despite the amount of times they joked about it. Roy wasn’t ready to settle down, and Jason is still hung up on his little (stupidly fucking huge) crush on one Dick Grayson.

Fed up with all his stupid and pointless worrying, Jason stands with a huff, drying off quickly and jumping into a pair of sweats and a worn tee, shrugging on his jacket and stuffing his feet into his worn out sneakers before flying out the door, making his way to the manor on his bike.

He’s just tired enough that can feel his normal sense of caution and nervousness floating away, and he’s going to confront the asshole and ask him face to face why he’s looking into Jason’s business.

It’s the early hours of the morning, just before sunrise, and the house is dead, all the good little bats and birds tucked into bed. Jason soundlessly stalks his way to Dick’s room, standing in front of it for a moment.

The large oak door looms before him, and hints of Dick’s heavy alpha musk reach his nose, smelling of content and sleep. What an asshole, making Jason worry like this while he sleeps like a baby.

Jason opens the door, slipping into the room and closing the door behind him. The room is dark, blackout curtains in place to keep any natural light from invading the den. The intensity of Dick’s scent makes Jason’s head spin for a moment, body and face flushing from the heavy alpha pheromones. It’s safe, pack, but also… not.

Jason is in a weird spot, not fully pack, not invited to any pack nights or bonding sessions, but also not not pack, his bonds kept up regularly by frequent contact. This also means that Dick’s scent hits twice as hard, not the familial comfort of a pack brother, but the heady enticement of an available unmated alpha.

Fuck. He didn’t plan on his instincts being this strong, he can feel his body pumping out more and more of his scent in order to attract the attention of the alpha in the den, so he’ll have to do something soon, or else Dick will wake up and throw him out for invading his den without permission.

His feet are stuck fast to the floor in indecision. He could leave, but Dick would smell his lingering scent when he wakes, and hunt him down to demand what he was doing, and then it will look like Jason is trying to pull something over on the alpha, and then his slim chances with the alpha will plummet even further-

He’s breathing heavily in slight panic now, each breath coating his mouth and throat with the potent scent of alpha. His vision is starting to adjust to the dark room, and he can make out the shape of Dick curled up in his bed.

Bed. Nesting! Jason grabs the hamper of dirty clothes next to Dick’s door and slips out the way he came, hugging his bounty to his chest as he speeds back to his apartment. If Dick asks him, he can just say he was there to grab stuff for his nest, his heat IS coming up in a few weeks, so it’s not that much of a stretch.

Proud of his foolproof excuse, while also silently cursing himself for running like a coward, Jason dumps the basket of laundry right into the center of his nest and flops down face first into the mess.

The musky scent that envelops him holds a deeper, spicier note than Jason is used to, and he burrows his face deeper into the fabric to get more. It’s intoxicating, making his head spin in the best way, body heating up and skin becoming sensitive to the touch.

His nose brushes against a familiar scent, and Jason pulls out one of his old hoodies he hasn’t seen in a few weeks. A strong, heady scent covers the material, and Jason nearly suffocates himself huffing it in, pressing the fabric so harshly to his face that his hands start to hurt.

The unmistakable scent of aroused alpha clings to the hoodie like a second skin. For the smell to be this potent, Dick must have just used it tonight-

Wait. Dick was using one of Jason’s hoodies while getting off?

The whine that rips out of him is mortifying, and he has never been so glad to have soundproofed an apartment in his life. He can’t stop the noises that spill out of him, little whines and calls to the alpha that belongs to the delicious scent smothered in the fraying, grey fabric.

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Dick jerks awake as his door closes, the sound just barely registering to him in his fucked out sleepy daze. Jason’s scent is still in his nose, permeating his mind and making him slow to think.

He takes a few minutes to come back to himself, the scent of omega heavy in his bed. Time goes by and the scent doesn’t dissipate like it should, which pulls him out of his daze. It smells like Jason is in the room with him, and he shouldn’t really be able to smell Jason at all, he had to throw the hoodie in the hamper because he got cum all over it.

The hamper that is currently missing from its permanent spot next to the door.

Alfred doesn’t do his laundry anymore, Dick asked him not to because of all the times he… soils… items that belong to Jason. Tim has specific blankets and pillows that Dick scents for his nest, so the younger omega would never stoop to taking dirty work out shirts and smelly socks. Bruce is a beta, and Damian isn’t presented, so it’s not them.

Oh no.

Jason must have slipped in and grabbed some things for his upcoming heat, not that Dick tracks his cycle or anything, that would be very insensitive and a blatant invasion of his personal privacy, Dick has no idea that Jason is due for his next heat in about two weeks, give or take a couple of days.

That would be crazy.

If he did know that… by some crazy coincidence or something, then he might have a reason to panic just a bit.

Ok, it’s not the end of the world, even though he kind of wants to dig a hole and never come out. Jason’s just preparing for his heat, he probably just kind of grabbed what was closest to the door, then threw it in his closet for easy access when his heat hits and he wants to build a new nest.

Dick just has to get the hoodie back before Jason goes into heat. It should be easy, he has two whole weeks. In fact, he could literally go now, just slip in, grab it, and slip back out. Maybe snag a new shirt or hoodie of his own from Jason’s collection in the process.

It’s a win-win. Dick doesn’t have Jason shut him out forever for being a pervert, and Jason gets saved from having to deal with Dick’s crazy obsession with the omega.

He barely bothers putting a shirt on before hopping in the car and racing towards Jason’s apartment.

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“Babe, what are you doing? You said you were done working!” Conner wraps his large arms around Tim, who is hunched over his wrist computer, three screens showing different CCTV footage.

“I’m not working, I’m watching my work come together.” And come together it has. It was laughably easy to point Dick in the direction of a perp heading straight into Jason’s territory just around the time he bribed (blackmailed) Roy into calling Jason and asking him about his future plans for life.

A manic smile spreads across his face as he watches Jason panic and steal Dick’s clothes. He starts to giggle as Dick races out of the manor in a panic, heading right for Jason’s apartment. He barely had to do anything, these two idiots did most of the work, but without the nudging Tim provided, they would have kept dancing around each other for years.

“Sometimes I worry about your mental health, babe.” Conner says as he fondly watches his crazy boyfriend play match-maker.

“We both know there isn’t a psychiatrist in the universe who could make sense of what I got going on up here.” Tim taps his head with a finger, but his eyelids are starting to droop, betraying his exhaustion.

Conner smiles and kisses the side of his head, pulling the wrist computer off his arm and tucking a blanket up around them. “My little psycho,” He coos, and Tim snorts in fond amusement before sleep overtakes him.

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Jason hears his living room window creak open, but it registers only in the back of his mind like an idle, passing thought.

Most of his mind is focused on getting more of that delicious, virile, alpha scent into his lungs. He can feel the fabric of his shirt and pants starting to scratch at his oversensitive skin, but there isn’t a force in the world that could get him to stop.

His heat is kicking in early, the overwhelming scent of interested alpha tricking his body into thinking he’s found a partner. He’s not deep in it, still fully coherent, but the symptoms are coming on fast.

The floorboard by his door creaks, and Jason snarls, head popping up to warn off any asshole trying to make their way into his nest.

Unfortunately, Dick Grayson stands in his doorway, mouth open and body frozen in the entrance. A needy whine erupts from his throat, and he quickly clears his throat to expel it.

“Dick,” It comes out less like an admonishment, and more like a bratty whine, but to be fair, he is starting his heat and he’s been pining after Dick for as long as he's known him. “What are you doing here?”

He’s fallen back to lie against the headboard, where he’s piled up most of Dick’s dirty laundry to form a large wall in his nest. His hands have a deathgrip on the hoodie, and he can see Dick’s gaze flick down to the article before coming back to his face.

“I-” His voice sounds raw, and he audibly swallows, and Jason imagines that noise coming from the man if he was between his thighs, and he can’t help the way his legs spread a bit, showing off the obvious wet spot in the crotch of his pants.

He knows the second Dick notices, the concentration of alpha pheromones in the air skyrocketing as Dick takes a step into the room, cock tenting his sweatpants obscenely.

“I thought you weren’t due for your heat for another two weeks or so.” Dick says distractedly, eyes never leaving the growing wet spot. His attention makes Jason’s body run hotter, a light shiver coursing through him. He keeps his feet spread, but brings his knees together, trying to get some friction on his cock.

“How come you know when I’m going into heat?” Jason asks suspiciously, but he’s not doing a very good job at masking his obvious interest in the alpha, his own scent sweet and inviting. His grip on the hoodie tightens, and he lifts it a bit further up his chest, almost holding it like a shield.

Dick follows the movement, and understanding flashes in his eyes. “Did my scent send you into heat early?” He asks excitedly, and Jason feels his face heat up at being called out so quickly. He remains silent, bringing the hoodie up closer to his nose to take another inhale of the spicy musk, which is a mistake, because it makes his body react, and he can feel his pussy twitch as the heady scent of slick fills the room.

Dick steps closer, growling, but it’s not an angry sound, it’s hungry. “I could help you out, you know.” He offers, and Jason whines at the thought, his body very on board with the idea.

He’s moments from inviting the alpha into his nest when his brain finally punches through the fog. Dick is one of the most selfless people he knows, and oftentimes puts the needs of others over himself. It’s not that Jason thinks Dick is forcing himself to do this, not with the damning evidence of the contrary gripped tight in his hands along with the thick and heavy scent of aroused alpha, but the doubt remains.

Jason wants Dick. Wants him more than he’s ever wanted anything else. If Dick helps him through his heat, then walks away afterwards expecting things to go back to the way they were before, then Jason would rather he just leave now. His hormones are all over the place given it’s the start of his heat, and he can feel his eyes water up in frustration.

His scent sours, and Dick stops his advance, face becoming worried. “Jason? What’s wrong? Do you need me to leave?” He’s the most considerate person Jason knows, he’s pretty sure any other alpha in the world would have just bullied their way into his nest by now, but Dick waits carefully for his consent. Not only that, Jason knows that if he told him to leave, Dick would turn around and walk right out the door, and never bring it up again.

The thought of Dick leaving makes a wailing keen creep out of his throat, and Dick is by his side in an instant, hovering right on the edge of his nest in concern. Having the alpha so close to him scrambles his thoughts, and he subconsciously leans closer to the older man.

He knows Dick has been around, if not smelling it himself when the alpha is around, then hearing about it from the gossip concerning both Richie Grayson-Wayne and Nightwing. He’s experienced, nearly a decade older than Jason, considering the years he missed while he was dead.

He was trying to use those thoughts to convince him against letting the alpha in his nest, but his mind takes the information and flips it around. Dick is experienced, and can be trusted to help Jason through his heat, to take good care of him while in such a vulnerable state. He’s not some greenhorn, one-pump-chump either, he’s more than capable of pleasing him in every way Jason’s hormone addled mind can conjure up.

He can feel his mental facilities slipping bit by bit the longer he inhales the heavy scent of his alpha, of Dick. Why did he not just invite the alpha in? Why did he hesitate earlier?

“Jason!” Dick must have been calling him for some time now, with how loud his voice is. The alpha looks very concerned now, brow furrowed deeply, and his scent is beginning to take on a worried note. “I’m going to get you some supplies, water and food for your heat.” Such a wonderful, caring alpha, Jason purrs his approval, pleased at the level of forethought his alpha is showing.

He chokes down the whine that wants to burst out of him when Dick leaves the room, but he can be a good omega and wait while his alpha prepares. He settles deeper into his nest, weaving in more and more of Dick’s laundry into the walls. As the concentration of alpha pheromones drops in Dick’s absence, some of Jason’s mind clears up.

He immediately flushes scarlet at how he just acted, like some helpless omega that needed an alpha to do everything for them. He must have looked pathetic. This is slowly turning into a nightmare, if he lets Dick help him, and it turns out Dick was just helping him out, not actually interested, it would break him. At the rate he’s flying into his heat, however, he isn’t sure he has the strength to ask him to leave.

He has to do something, but his head feels like it’s filled with honey, his own scent turning sweet and thick with the onset of his heat. It feels like both an eternity, and no time at all before Dick returns, laden with all the supplies he mentioned.

The alpha has two fresh scent patches slapped on his neck, and Jason relaxes the slightest bit. Leave it to Dick Grayson to pick up on the exact source of his anxiety.

The hormones from the heat are hitting him heavily, and he is going to be mortified by this when he thinks back to it, but right now he knows he needs to be quick and direct.

“I only want you to help me if you promise to court me afterwards.”

Dick drops the can of peach slices he was adding to the pile, mouth agape. Uncertainty gnaws at Jason the longer it takes Dick to reply, and he can’t even use his scent as a gauge because of the scent patches, which are ironically also the only things holding back the onset of his full blown heat.

“Little wing,” Dick breathes, sounding reverent, his eyes shining in the light of the first few rays of sun peaking through his windows. Jason preens a little under the nickname, Dick only ever uses it when he’s really happy with him.

“Are you sure you want me? I haven’t always been kind to you.” Dick is trying to do what he always does, drive a wedge between himself and what he wants out of his own sense of inadequacy.

Jason leans forward over the walls of his nest and cups Dick’s face, bringing it to his own for a gentle kiss that makes his body light up with heat. He shivers, holding himself back so he can show Dick that this is more than just a spur of the moment decision.

“I forgave you for that a long time ago, Dickie. I know you better now. I know how much you were hurting when you found out Bruce just gave away the Robin mantle to some random street rat.” Dick tries to interject, but Jason silences him with another kiss, this one a bit more forceful as he struggles to hold his instincts at bay.

“Please let me finish, I don’t have a lot of time before I go under.” Jason pleads against his lips, and Dick nods, touching his forehead to Jason’s gently and allowing him to go on.

“I’ve been in love with you ever since I found out that you killed the Joker for me. You were the only one who actually avenged me, Dick.” His high hormone levels have tears dripping down his face as he confesses. “It’s the only thing I ever asked for, the biggest proof that I meant anything to anyone; to you.”

His hands drop to Dick’s shoulders, gripping the soft fabric tightly as a shiver wracks its way through him, temporarily making his mouth water, and he has to swallow a few times to continue. “Bruce may have brought him back, and I would be lying if I said I didn’t care, because I do care, I’m so scared, every damn day I wake up and I think ‘what if he gets me today?’ I want-” He bites his lip so hard it nearly bleeds, his tongue loose because of the heat, but some things are just embarrassing; heat or not.

“That’s not important right now. I just need to know that this isn’t just you helping someone out. If you do this with me, and walk away after, I don’t know what I’d do.” He looks back into Dick’s eyes, imploring him to understand.

Dick waits a few moments to make sure Jason is done speaking before he replies. “I’ve always loved you, Jay. I didn’t realize how much until you were gone. Ever since you’ve come back, I realized that my love… shifted a bit.” His cheeks flush a charming pink at the admission and Jason can’t wipe the dopey smile off his face no matter how hard he tries.

“I give you my word that the moment your heat is over, I’ll start courting you properly.” Dick gives him a disarming and genuine smile that melts Jason’s heart and body all at once. “I’ll write you the most long-winded and sickening love letters you’ve ever seen, I’ll gi- omph!”

Jason doesn’t let him finish, smashing their mouths together in a crushing version of a kiss. Their teeth clack painfully, and Dick soothes his pained whine with his tongue, parting his lips and exploring every inch of Jason’s mouth before inviting Jason to do the same.

He leans back, grip on Dick’s shoulders ensuring the alpha follows suit, as Dick guides his fumbling tongue, slowing him down from his frenzy to control the frantic energy bubbling up inside the omega.

They part with a sigh, a string of spit connecting their lips. “So sweet for me, little wing.” Dick teases, leaning up to strip off their meager clothing, ripping the patches off as well.

Jason is still dazed by the kiss, he hasn’t really focused a whole lot on his omega side over the years, and he feels woefully inexperienced. It must reflect in his scent, because suddenly Dick is there, pressing chest to chest, settling his weight on top of him and carding a hand through his hair.

“What’s wrong, Jay? Do you want to slow down?” The question makes his heart flutter, his alpha is so attentive and caring. Another shiver of heat works through him, loosening his tongue.

“I’ve never done any of this before, I’ve always gone through heats alone, and with patches on, most people think I’m an alpha, so I never bothered trying to hook up.” The words pour out of him without his permission, the part of him that would be embarrassed by the confession is buried under the hormones of his heat.

Dick sucks in a breath at the words, and Jason puts his arms around his neck to play idly with the hair at the base of his neck. “Does that- is that ok?” Jason asks, worried that Dick will be upset at his lack of experience.

He shouldn’t have worried, the alpha diving in for another scorching kiss, his hands moving to pin Jason’s shoulders to the mattress. “Fuck, Jason, was I your first kiss?” Dick asks, and Jason looks away, shyly nodding. He can’t stop his face from heating up, the tips of his ears scorching hot.

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Dick is a strong breeze away from blowing his knot like a newly presented teen. He’s got Jason pinned beneath him, flushed cherry red and telling Dick that he’s never been touched, that Dick is going to be his first everything.

He had originally attributed Jason’s lack of kissing skill to the heat melting his brain, but knowing that he’s the first person to ever lick into his mouth, to ever nibble on his soft lips, it’s making Dick feel like he’s sixteen again, blowing his knot with barely any stimulation.

“Fuck,” Dick can’t help but kiss him again, Jason’s clumsy attempts to keep up making him growl in satisfaction. His perfect omega. “All mine.” His tongue plunges into Jason’s mouth, and the omega keens, hands scrabbling at his shoulders as he shyly meets his tongue with his own, drool spilling out the sides of his mouth as he has another full body shiver.

He pulls away, and they both gasp for air, the scent of Jason’s heat intensifying, along with the sweet scent of slick as he leaks for Dick. The omega squirms underneath him, desperate for more as he falls further under.

Dick presses wet kisses along his strong jaw, pausing every few moments to nip the skin before laving his tongue over the reddened skin, leaving marks and covering the omega in his scent. Jason lets out the most beautiful noises, thrusting his chest up to rub against Dick’s, keening when he manages to rub their nipples together.

Dick can’t stop his pleased rumbling, letting out his own appreciative noises as he tastes Jason’s skin, his alpha very pleased at the littered assortment of marks he leaves high on his omega's neck, claiming him for all to see.

He feels his fangs tingle and start to drop when he gets to Jason’s scent gland, the swollen area just begging for him to sink his teeth into, to tie them together forever, which reminds him…

“I heard you talking on the phone last night.” Jason lets out a questioning hum, and Dick grabs his wrists, pinning them above Jason’s head with one hand, the other resting on his sternum, right under the base of his throat.

“It’s the reason I pulled your hoodie out of my closet,” Dick teases, hand slowly caressing the skin around his chest, cupping a huge pec in his palm, his thumb barely long enough to reach the hardened nub of his nipple.

Jason whines at the contact, body jolting heavily beneath him. His little wing must have a sensitive chest, Dick will remember that for later.

“You were talking to Roy.” Dick continues, stretching the moment out to give Jason time to recall. He can tell when the omega remembers because the flush on his face starts to bleed down to his chest.

“You said you wanted to start a family, Jason.” Dick makes his lips form a pout. “I was so jealous. I wanted to swoop down and take you right there in that alley, give you the family you wanted by fucking you right up against the wall.” It’s not exactly what happened, but Dick can tell Jason is hanging on to every word, a high pitched needy whine nearly inaudible spilling from his lips.

He harshly squeezes the muscle of his breast, thumb pressing down on his nipple and Jason sobs as he shakes from the assault. “You have such nice tits, Jason. Perfect for holding all the milk for our pups.” Jason whines harder at the mention of pups, the scent of slick growing heavier in the air.

Dick leans down, keeping eye contact as he licks his tongue over the abused nub, and Jason throws his head back, chest thrusting up into his hot mouth. “Alpha!”

Dick brings his other hand down to pinch and tug at the other nipple, and Jason buries his now free hands into Dicks hair, keeping his mouth in place. He plants a wet, open mouthed kiss to the nub, before sealing his mouth around it and sucking harshly.

Jason sings for him, whines and whimpers and moans as he continues to suckle from his chest. “I bet your milk is going to taste so sweet, Jason.” Dick thrusts his hips onto Jason’s thigh as he imagines milking Jason while the omega is swollen with his pup.

“Would you like that, Jay?” Dick asks, switching sides. Jason lets out the sweetest whines and pushes his chest up further into his waiting mouth. Dick purrs deep in his chest, his omega is so sweet and needy, and he can’t wait to breed his little cunt again and again and again until he’s sure it takes.

With a last bruising press of his teeth, Dick sits back on his heels to observe his handiwork. Jason’s body is littered with bright red bites and bruises from him, superimposing the few marks he had from recent patrols. The omega is panting, mouth open and drooling into the pillows and clothes under him, eyes shiny with overwhelmed tears.

Dick has never seen anything more beautiful. He says as much to Jason, who manages to blush even harder, and tries to look away from him.

Dick drapes his body back over Jason’s. He isn’t able to cover him, Jason is technically wider and taller than him, but he does his best, and from the shivers and keens beneath him, he seems to be doing a damn good job.

“You are, Jay.” Dick whispers between bites and nuzzles to the sensitive skin behind his ear. “Can’t you feel the proof?” He grinds his erection into the hollow of his hip, leaking precum all over his skin, marking him even further.

Jason’s arms wrap around him, pushing their bodies closer together, and Dick allows it- for the moment. Jason’s body is falling into heat very quickly, and Dick really tries his best to ease him into it, especially since Jason has never done this before.

It’s not exactly Dick’s first choice of how he would like to give Jason his first time, but he’s certainly not going to let the omega suffer through any more heats alone ever again. It’s not like they black out and turn into mindless sex machines, it’s just that, in heat, they are very much at the mercy of their hormones, experiencing heightened emotions and an increase in metabolism, and of course, a heightened sex drive.

A usual heat takes four or five days, with two days of pre-heat as a kind of warning, and a way to ease the body into a heat state. Dick knows that Jason wasn’t in pre-heat when he was on the phone less than eight hours ago, so he’s a little worried about how fast everything is coming on.

Jason’s whines start to become more and more desperate, his body beginning to thrash beneath him. Dick holds him down, a light commanding growl erupting from his throat. Jason sags in the hold, glazed eyes looking up at him pleadingly.

“Please, Dickie, it hurts!” He begs, voice high and breathy, and the words nearly bowl him over. To think he would ever have Jason Todd, the most ornery and bull headed, stereotype breaking omega in the world under him and begging is intoxicating, and Dick’s alpha preens at the level of trust the omega is showing him by allowing his omega to take control a bit.

“What a good omega,” Dick purrs, voice holding a deep alpha timbre. “So perfect for me, I’ll give you what you need. You don’t need to do anything, all right? Let me help you.”

Dick gives Jason another filthy kiss, and the younger man can barely handle all the stimulation, just opening his mouth and letting Dick stroke their tongues together, spit spilling out over his kiss-swollen lips with a deep groan.

Dick pulls away, and slides down the omega’s body, licking and kissing a trail to his adonis belt, where he works a deep bruise into the skin under his navel. Jason’s thighs are shiny with slick, and Dick immediately gets to work cleaning them with his tongue.

Jason trembles around him, thick thighs tensing and twitching as Dick moves up closer and closer to the source of the sweet liquid.

Dick pauses at the apex of his thighs and lifts his head, his lower face covered in the omega’s juices. “Tell me. Tell me I’m the first person to ever touch you here, to ever kiss you here and lick into you.”

Overwhelmed and shaking with overstimulation, Jason looks down at him and nods shakily. Dick brings a hand up and lands a loud, open palmed smack against the skin on the inside of his thigh, and Jason cries out as his cunt releases another wave of slick.

“Tell me with words.” Dick demands, letting his possessive side take the reigns. He licks up the new wave of slick on his thighs, but never lets his mouth go where Jason truly wants, and Jason whines. “Please, Dick, please!”

Dick lands another loud smack against his sensitive skin, and watches as the tears gathering in Jason’s eyes spill over, trailing down his red cheeks with a high pitched cry. “Please, I’ve never had anyone touch me there!”

Dick smiles, face pushed right in front of Jason’s pretty little pussy, breath ghosting over the wet skin. “No one’s ever touched you where, omega?” His breath puffs against his clit, and it twitches obscenely.

“No one’s ever touched my pussy, Dick! Please, I promise, you’re the only one! I imagine it’s you when I touch myself, so please, please touch me!” Jason cries, tears streaming down his face and chest as he begs. His hands are fisted into the sheets by his hips, and Dick licks his lips, letting his tongue hit Jason’s clit in the process.

Jason’s eyes roll into the back of his head and his body shudders, another wave of slick pouring out of him. His omega is so sensitive, and Dick can’t stop his pleased rumbling. “What a good omega, so perfect for me.” The concentrated scent of Jason and arousal is fogging his head and he can’t hold back anymore, licking a broad stripe from hole to clit, and Jason’s back bows, head thrown back.

Dick pays special attention to his puffy folds, licking and kissing them like he did with Jason’s mouth, which is not lost on the omega as he finally lets go of the sheets to bury his hands in Dick’s hair, keeping his head in place. Not like Dick was going anywhere. Short of a galactic takeover, nothing was going to be moving the alpha for a hot minute, lost as he is in the scent and taste of his omega.

He licks into Jason, stretching his virgin hole around his tongue, scraping out more and more of the delicious nectar that coats his face, his tongue. The more he drinks, the more he wants, his hands bruising in their grip as he keeps Jason’s legs splayed open.

He knows the moment Jason hits his first orgasm, the painful tug on his hair paired with the cut off scream as wave after wave of slick gushes out of him, his walls fluttering around his tongue.

Dick eases him through it, withdrawing his tongue to lightly lap at his entrance and folds, ignoring his clit while he comes down.

As soon as the omega starts to squirm again, Dick wraps his lips around his clit and sucks, and that’s all it takes for Jason to come again, the orgasm blindsiding both of them, but Dick adapts quickly, being sure to work him through it without getting into painful overstimulation territory.

When Jason comes down, which takes a fair amount of time due to the intensity of his orgasm, Dick reluctantly pulls his face away a little bit, looking the omega over quickly to make sure he’s all right.

“S’not enough Dickie,” He whines, tears still spilling from his pretty eyes. “I’m sorry,” He sniffles, and Dick can smell a tinge of anxiety starting to sour his heat scent.

He immediately crawls up to hug Jason to his chest, nuzzling his wet face into the omega’s hair. “What’s wrong, little wing?” He asks, chest constricting at the fact that he was so lost in Jason’s body that he didn’t realize his omega needed something.

Jason nuzzles into his chest, sniffing and licking and kissing his skin as he makes his way to Dick’s neck, the alpha purring at the attention, and the knowledge that his omega likes his scent as much as he likes theirs.

“Please, alpha, I need more,” Jason’s voice is small and unsure, and Dick frowns. “I’m sorry baby, I didn’t want to move too fast, push you too hard. I got lost in your scent, in your taste, I forgot you were hurting.” Dick feels awful, hands petting and rubbing at all the skin he can reach, lifting his chin and allowing Jason to scent him as much as he needs.

He lets out an embarrassing yelp when Jason fixes his blunt teeth over his mating gland and sucks a bruise into the skin. He has to clamp a hand around his cock to keep himself from coming then and there, and Jason, the little minx, purrs victoriously at Dick’s momentary loss of control.

In retaliation, Dick uses one of his legs to push Jason’s thighs apart, and sinks a finger right into his ready cunt, and Jason squeaks as he clenches around the intrusion.

“Oh Jason, you’re so tight,” Dick breathes, voice both awed and heated. “You’re sucking me in so sweetly, what a slutty little pussy you have.” Jason whines in denial, words stolen by the way Dick curls his finger and pets and presses at his g-spot.

The noises Jason makes as Dick pumps his finger in and out of him are the most erotic noises Dick has ever heard in his life, and he’s determined to hear more of them, eventually adding another finger, and then another, scissoring and stretching his omega open until he physically cannot hold back any longer.

He rolls them so that Jason is straddling his waist, and Dick is the one lying back against the nest. “All right baby, are you ready to take your alphas cock? Are you ready to have your pussy filled for the first time?”

Jason nods shyly, rocking his hips a bit in the air in excitement as he uses his legs to rise over his cock. “Here you go, baby, use your hand to steady me,” Dick instructs, the knowledge that he is the first person to see Jason like this making his cock weep in Jason’s gentle and hesitant hold.

“That’s it, good boy.” Dick praises, “Now rub your pussy up and down it, don’t put it in just yet.” Jason does just that, his hand holding the length of Dick’s cock so he can slide his twitching cunt along the length of it, getting Dick nice and wet.

His cock bumps into Jason’s clit, and Jason gasps, changing the rhythm and angle of his thrusts to just use Dick’s cock to bully his clit. Dick allows it for a moment, charmed by the frantic movements of Jason’s hips and his little fangs digging into his bottom lip as he tries to quiet his noises.

By the time Dick realizes the scent in the air thickening, it’s too late, and he holds Jason’s hips steady as the omega rides through another orgasm, soaking Dick’s cock so much he can feel the slick dripping down his ass into the sheets below him.

Jason’s face is flushed, head tilted back as he lets go of his bitten lip, mouth spewing a litany of “ah, ah, ah” his voice breathless with pleasure. He slumps in Dick’s hold as soon as the orgasm passes, almost like he’s a puppet whose strings have been cut.

Luckily, Dick is able to roll them so that Jason is on his back, his ass tucked in the cradle of Dick’s hips. This allows Dick to see Jason’s every expression as he starts to get wound up again, the heat lowering his refraction period.

“You were so sweet for me, Jason, came all over me like a good omega,” Dick purrs, any plans he made as a man are thrown to the wayside as his alpha bullies its way to the forefront. “Now that you’re stretched and relaxed, it's time for me to breed you.” His voice takes on a growly undertone, and Jason shivers at the sound and the words.

“That’s what you want, right?” Dick teases, losing himself to his base instincts. “You want me to push my cock in all the way to the back of your little pussy,” He narrates as he grinds his cock slowly over Jason’s spread cunt. “And when I’m in as deep as I can go, my cock pressed snug and tight against your virgin little cervix, I’ll push all my thick, alpha cum directly into your fertile little womb, get you all knocked up, just like you’ve dreamed of.” Dick slowly lowers his body so that by the end of his little speech he’s practically pressing Jason down into the nest.

Jason keens loudly in desire as Dick tells him what he’s going to do, and wraps his arms and legs around the alpha, hips tilting up to try and catch the head of his cock in his pussy. Dick clicks his tongue and slaps the skin on Jason’s thigh, the sting and surprise making him still.

“I’ll give you what you want, omega, no need to rush.” Dick reassures, head tilting up to press his lips to Jason’s while he forces the omega to lift his hips higher to reach. He brings a hand up to fondle one of his nipples, and Jason moans into the kiss, drool spilling over his lips as he just opens up and lets Dick fuck his mouth with his tongue, giving the omega a taste of what’s to come.

“So good for me, such a perfect omega, I’m going to breed you again and again and again for the rest of your life,” Dick promises, mouth moving across Jason’s face with wet kisses and bites to the skin. He makes his way to Jason’s neck, laving his tongue over the swollen mating gland there and pressing his teeth into the skin in a parody of a mating bite.

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Jason stiffens against him, his orgasm crashing into him as he whines through the intense waves of pleasure. Instead of leaving him sated, the orgasm does little more than ramp up the feeling of being empty, and he can’t help the little distressed noises that escape his throat, tears falling down his cheeks.

His alpha coos at him, steel blue eyes locked onto his face like he wants to burn the image into his mind. Jason is both incredibly happy and a little embarrassed at the attention, his whole life he’s been told that he’s not like other omegas, that he’d never find an alpha, but now he has the best alpha in the whole world and he’s about to breed him and fill him up so nice and full, but he won’t do anything, and maybe they were right, and Jason isn’t a good omega-

“Shh, I’m sorry omega, I teased you a little too much, didn’t I?” His alpha comforts him, pressing light kisses all over his face. “You just look so pretty when you cry, and you look even prettier when I’m the one who makes you do it.” Another hickey is sucked into his skin as his alpha tweaks one of his sensitive nipples.

“Please, pl-please, alpha,” His voice is small and quiet, afraid that his alpha will continue to be mean and he likes to be teased, but now it hurts, the heat makes his stomach cramp and his skin feels cold even though he’s sweating buckets. “H-hurts,” He whimpers, squeezing his eyes shut in shame as the heat in his veins starts to burn him from the inside.

His alpha rumbles comfortingly as his hands rub his sides soothingly. “Ok, it’s ok, I got you.” He tilts his hips up and this time, when the head of his alphas cock catches on his hole, the alpha presses forward, and the fat head of his cock squeezes into him with a pop.

“Haaahhhh, you feel so good, omega, your little pussy is sucking me in so strongly.” It feels like a lot, but Jason has a clear view of his pussy being spread open, and there is a lot more that he still needs to take.

It feels like an eternity of back and forth motions, pulling out only to plunge into him deeper than before, but eventually, his alpha’s hips come flush with his, and the tip of his cock presses against something inside him that makes stars dance in his vision.

“You took my cock so well, omega,” His alpha praises him, and instead of pulling out and thrusting back in like he thought he would, he instead grinds his hips in small circles, making his cock drag along the new spot inside him while also putting pressure on his clit.

The sensations are too much, and his body is too keyed up, and he feels himself tip over the edge again, body shaking with the force of his pleasure. Just like before, it’s over too soon, and instead of leaving him sated, it has him overstimulated and empty.

His alpha growls happily at the feeling of his walls contracting around him, milking him for his knot and his cum that the alpha seems hellbent on withholding from him. He switches from grinding to full on fucking, hips snapping back and forth.

Jason can do nothing but take it, take what his alpha gives him, burying his hands in his alpha’s thick hair and nuzzling his face into his neck, inhaling the heady scent of his essence from the source.

“Perfect omega, such a good boy for me, milking my cock so nicely,” His alpha slurs around his fangs, and Jason starts to whine as he feels the base of his alphas cock start to inflate. “Can you feel it, can you feel what you do to me?” His hips start to slow, his knot preventing them from continuing the fast pace from before as it strains to pop in and out of him.

The noises his alpha pulls from him are primal, needy calls, and he shivers as he gives one last strong thrust, and the knot pops back in, fully locking them together.

“So perfect for me, my sweet little wing,” His alpha is barely intelligible, and most of his words are lost to Jason as he marvels at the feeling of being so full, he feels like it should hurt, but all he feels is all-encompassing bliss.

A hand in his hair yanks his head away from his alpha’s neck, and wrenches his chin up to expose his throat. He doesn’t even try to fight the motion, body perched on the edge, one sensation away from unraveling completely.

“You’re MINE!” His alpha snarls, and Jason loses it as he feels fangs dig deep and irreversibly into his mating gland. The orgasm that follows is so intense that Jason can barely hang on to consciousness, fingernails digging deep lines into his alphas back as he feels the scorching heat of virile cum start to fill him up.

As soon as his alphas fangs retreat from his skin, Jason dives down and buries his own smaller omegan fangs into his alphas mating gland, tying them together in the most intimate way possible.

The bond snaps into place, and Jason is flooded with a moment of clarity as he feels along the edges of Dick’s consciousness, overwhelmed by the outpouring of love and devotion that waits there for him.

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Dick can’t stop purring, arms wrapped tight around his omega, around Jason.

The poor thing had passed out shortly after they bonded, snuggling deep into his arms and kneading his skin like a cat in his sleep, blissful purrs and content noises spilling out of him unimpeded in his sleep.

The room is choked with the scent of sex and contentment, and Dick purrs louder as Jason continues to milk his knot, even in his sleep. His omega is so perfect, so fertile and he takes everything Dick gives him, then begs for more.

He can feel his knot start to go down and the moment he tries to pull back, Jason snaps awake and growls violently.

Instead of deterring him, the action makes Dick’s cock twitch in arousal. His omega wants him to stay, wants him to keep his cock nice and warm in his snug little cunt while he sleeps, making sure to keep his cum all plugged up and stuffed in his womb.

He’s back to full hardness in moments, hands petting Jason’s hair and back as he starts a slow, gentle rhythm of his hips, not even pulling halfway out before grinding deep again, and he watches in smug pride as his omega’s eyes flutter shut, exhaustion and pleasure lulling him back to sleep.

Eventually, the slow pace and scent of a content and sleepy mate start to catch up with him, and Dick can feel his eyelids growing heavier and heavier. No matter how tired he gets, his hips don’t stop rocking, and Dick doesn’t think he could stop- not that he would ever want to.

Just before sleep takes him, Dick manages to knot his new mate a second time, and makes sure his cock is pressed right up against the entrance to Jason’s womb, and he lets out a sleepy gasp as he feels the head breach the tight little ring of muscle, his glans catching inside and locking him as deep as he can get as he pumps load after load of cum directly into his omega’s womb.

When Jason finally wakes up, hours later, he has a visible bump in his tummy, his womb absolutely bulging with all the thick alpha cum Dick pumped him full of, the head of his cock firmly nestled in the entrance of his womb, keeping it all plugged up.

His heat isn’t even over when they notice the change in his scent signaling his pregnancy, but Dick doesn’t stop knotting him, just in case.