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Jason took a deep breath before pushing both doors open and entering the mansion's study. The room was large and bright, despite the dark, earthy colored decor that dominated the room. A large mahogany desk took up much of the room and a burgundy rug stretched across the room. In the desk's largest seat sat his partner, his back to the door, gazing out over the mansion's grounds. Bruce had surely heard him come in, so Jason decided to give him some time before starting the awkward conversation.
On either side of the desk, which had two seats facing each other for visitors, stood a beautiful built-in library filled with books on economics, law, atlases, encyclopedias, and other topics of general interest. And behind the large desk stood a gigantic window with a beautiful view of the front garden of the mansion. In addition, the room had its own set of brown leather sofas, its own mini-bar, and even a small refrigerator with an attached kitchen and bathrooms. It was practically a small apartment on its own, designed so that both Bruce and any member of the family could spend a couple of days without leaving, something Alfred would never, ever allow as long as the old man lived. Although truth be told, the space was used almost exclusively by Bruce. Tim had his own office in the Wayne Enterprises loft, and the rest of the family wasn't particularly interested in the business world. Jason remembered spending some afternoons as a teenager lying in those armchairs, reading Jane Austen, while Bruce studied files on the state-of-the-art computer and ruminating under his breath about various businesses. However, the thrill of finally having a room of his own that looked like something out of any young orphan's wildest fantasies kept Jason from spending too much time in that room, opting instead to read in the mansion's huge library or on the landing in his room overlooking the mansion's back gardens.
However, since he had returned from the dead, Jason had not spent much time in either of these spaces. He supposed that perhaps it was time to join his mate in that room again, and to renovate some of the mansion's rooms, considering that a new puppy would soon be joining the family.
"Hey... Things got wild out there for a moment, didn't they?" Jason finally said, playing with the sleeves of his knitted burgundy sweater, still undecided whether to sit or stand. Bruce still wasn't looking at him, and it was hard to read him with his back turned. Besides, Jason's deep"seated flight instincts were hard to kill. Even if he knew he was safe there and that Bruce would never turn them away, a part of Jason always wanted to run far away, never looking back.
"Mmm... "was Bruce's eloquent reply, which could mean anything from "speak now" to "leave me alone, I don't want to see you", so Jason decided to go ahead.
"So, I guess we're going to have a baby soon? I didn't see that coming either. surprise! Jason then said, half-heartedly trying to joke with his partner. Never let it be said that sarcasm wasn't the ultimate loser's defense.
"Jay... "Bruce said, finally turning around in the seat, gazing at him with her deep blue eyes, which in the light seemed almost gray. And, was that a look of disappointment or just pure, undistilled disbelief?
"I'm sorry... "Jason said, why why not? Surely he had screwed up again, though he had tried his hardest not to be a coward and break the news to his partner, like a perfectly normal omega, with no fear of abandonment or parenting issues whatsoever.
"I wanted to tell you, but.... We didn't even plan this... I didn't think it could be possible and is it even a good thing? I mean, do we want to be parents? Do you want another puppy...with me? I don't even know what I'm doing, what if this is all a big mistake? What if I'm a bad parent...? I couldn't forgive myself if I hurt our puppy...? "Jason hadn't realized he was crying, but his face was wet and his nose was stuffy, and Bruce was hugging him and perfuming him with his scent. He was humming something, a tune that Jason found vaguely familiar, as he murmured soothing words in his ear. It took Jason a while to understand them.
"Shhh... It's going to be all right, Jay. It's going to be all right, you'll see. You'll be the best father ever, I know.... "Bruce was saying then, as he kissed the site of their eventual mating mark and perfumed it with scents of quiet love together.
"How do you know...? How do you know everything will be all right? "Jason then whispered, "You can't know the future. Things sometimes go wrong, you know that better than anyone. We can't take the future for granted....
"Even if things don't go well, which I highly doubt, considering how much you already love this puppy and how the whole family will go to great lengths to protect him..... I don't take the future for granted, Jay. I know we have to fight hard to earn that future we want for our puppy..... But I know you fight harder than anyone, suit or no suit. If there is anyone who can raise another human being to be tender, gentle, disciplined, and all the virtues you want to name, it is you.....
"I feel I must tell you that you are very bad at giving speeches, but I don't think I should tell you now..... "Jason murmured smilingly against his partner, before letting out another choked sob, "You're not mad at me, for keeping this from you," the omega asked uncertainly.
"You didn't keep it from me. You left clues all over the mansion," Bruce laughed amused, wiping away her tears affectionately, "And even if you had kept it from me... you have your reasons. I know you would have told me eventually when you were ready.
"The Internet promised to help me infallibly, but it was an abject failure," Jason complained. I can't believe I trusted the opinion of strangers on the Internet about our relationship...
"Well, the advice wasn't bad, perse," Bruce said, "I had a sneaking suspicion, but I didn't want to get my hopes up, and asking you directly seemed cruel. Besides, your hormones weren't letting me think too clearly.... It suddenly bothered me that your brothers were hanging around the mansion like they were a threat... I should have suspected it when my more primal instincts kicked in, but I was too busy yelling at Dick instead...
"Poor Dickhead... You shouldn't yell at a pregnant omega, B. Especially when his alpha is a mercenary who dreams of assassinating you," Jason said with amusement.
"Well, I guess I'll have to think of a suitable apology..." Bruce then said. "Bruce then said, "Don't worry, I'll get Alfred and your brothers to help me. They fucking owe me since they've been watching me run around like an idiot all week...
"Well, it was kind of fun to watch," Jason admitted, "Although I would have enjoyed it more if I wasn't stressed out about being pregnant with your puppy, I'm just saying...
"Mmm... "Bruce then said, looking at him as if he wanted to moon him, "Say that again...
"What's that? "Jason replied amused, "You're going to have to be more specific, B....
"Jay... please," Bruce whispered, licking her neck and gently caressing her mostly flat stomach as he began to carefully lift her sweater. Everything seemed to indicate that things were going to heat up quickly.
"Alpha... We...are...going...to have a baby.... together.... can you believe it...?" Jason then whispered, leaning further into the neck to receive the delicious caresses and kisses, sticking close to his partner so that Bruce smelled his growing arousal and taint. Bruce grunted in response, before carefully lifting Jason up and sitting him on the edge of the large desk, where he proceeded to continue leaving marks on his neck. In the morning, Jason would get a lot of teasing about having a secret vampire lover, but for the moment that was irrelevant.
Bruce gently kissed his stomach, before continuing down to his center, drenched by the stain already wetting his underwear. Bruce leaned down to inhale deeply and Jason moaned in response, anticipating Bruce's mouth licking his taint and his alpha's fingers carefully and skillfully opening him, when a loud sound at the entrance startled them both, causing Jason to jump and Bruce to growl fiercely. It was a good thing they weren't armed then, though, because quickly the scent of their combined arousals dispersed to reveal a scent familiar to both of them, mixed with the soft scent of growing puppyhood and mingled irritability and embarrassment.
""Damien...what are you doing here? Did something important happen since I left?" said Jason, stroking Bruce's hair to help him calm down faster, so he could face his son with some (rather little) dignity. And it seemed the right thing to do to talk to the puppy in the meantime, even if the puppy had just interrupted possibly the best fuck of his entire life. And maybe the mansion if it was under attack or the world faced another phase of mass extinction, who could say?
"Ttt... I will murder Grayson for this. He texted me that you were in mortal danger.... "Damien said quietly, before adding, "My apologies, Father. I was in the wrong room. All is well... Todd is still alive, I see. Then you can continue with... Well, goodbye," Damien mumbled then, looking somewhat self-conscious though mostly annoyed. Was that a blush peeking out of the puppy's cheeks? Jason couldn't tell, since the puppy quickly disappeared back the way he came, showing off the excellent ninja training he'd had. The question lingered in Jason's mind for a moment: what had Dick said to the puppy to make him barge in like that? God, he hoped they hadn't screwed Damien over sexually in the future. Dick was a lousy authority figure sometimes, Jason could attest to that.
"I can't believe Dick ruined our celebratory moment? What an asshole," Jason groaned then.
"I think that might be his revenge because we upset him with our drama in the middle of his pregnancy. And I deserve it, for yelling at him like I did," Bruce reasoned, studying Jason with that look of infinite fatherly wisdom he sometimes had.
"Well, you totally deserved it..." Jason replied. "Jason retorted" But I never complained when you all left the weirdest shit in my trash, B. But a guy uses the wrong trash can once so he can have an existential crisis in peace and then you ruin the best orgasm of his life? Tell me, how is that fair?
"How do you know it was the best if you haven't had it yet, baby? "Bruce asked amused, as he looked at him with that patented Brucie Wayne look that made the older ladies throw their underwear at him at galas. How dare you...
"I have high expectations of your skills in bed, B.," Jason replied, "Try not to disappoint me, oh, Gotham's sexiest alpha alive.....
"Well, in that case, I'll do my best, omega.... "Bruce replied amused, before picking Jason up and carrying him as if he were a feather, as if they both didn't weigh practically the same, "But it'll be better if we go to our room first, Jay. I don't want to deal with any more people interrupting the best orgasm of your life.
"What a considerate alpha you are... "Jason replied, quickly wrapping both legs around the alpha's waist, "Are you sure you can carry me, old man? I don't want you crying in the morning when everything hurts...
" "I'm still Batman, I think I can carry my omega all the way to the bedroom," Bruce said arrogantly, even as he seemed extremely focused on not stumbling as he advanced with both of them through the hallway, before heading up the stairs to the third floor, where everyone's rooms were.
"You know, I'm a little disappointed that we're not going to do it in the studio.... "Jason said as Bruce finally deposited him on his warm and comfortable queen bed.
"Don't worry, baby... "Bruce smiled at him with that look in his blue eyes that promised sin, "I swear I'll make it up to you in spades," he said, before proceeding to give Jason the best orgasm of his entire life, boy scout's word.
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The next day, Jason partook of the most awkward breakfast of his entire life. Perhaps it was due to the family trying and failing not to stare at his butchered neck, only partially covered by Bruce's shirt he was wearing right now along with some old athletic shorts (he valued his life, Alfred had guns and knew how to use them). He had wanted to cover him completely, but Bruce had grunted at the idea. It certainly would have been a bad idea, given that Bruce had finally bitten him last night, and the wound was still beginning to heal. For his part, Jason had bitten Bruce in response, in a fairly visible spot, but no one was looking at his partner. Perhaps, because Bruce's neck did not appear to have been food for Count Dracula.
"So, what exactly did you say to Damien last night, Dickhead? "Jason wanted to know. Dick, who never felt fear a day in his life, had returned to the mansion as soon as he was sure Bruce was distracted with Jason, and now he was looking at both of them with a shit-eating stare while eating those atrocious colored cereals. Jason would send a picture to Slade, in revenge for last night.
Meanwhile, Damien had heard him say his name, but still wouldn't look Jason in the eye. It was kind of funny, mostly because of the slight blush that overtook the puppy.
"Oh, you know, just serious scientific information, nothing serious," Dick laughed, still eating his cereal. Well, Jason took advantage of the oversight to ask Tim via Morse code on his hand to take the picture as a favor. Trust the little beta stalker to take pictures undetected by the other bats. Bruce frowned at the rare display of affection between the two but didn't give it away. Good. Noble causes. No one wanted Dick to eat that sugary crap, really.
"What was it? "Jason asked, distracting Dick while Tim took the picture. You started the joke, let's hear the punch line.
"Well... "Dick, who could never resist an attentive audience, continued speaking" I just told him that in some species in captivity after mating the alpha may or may not try to eat its omega.... And that I should check how you were doing since I as a pregnant omega couldn't get close..... But you were fine, weren't you? What a relief, Jay, I would have been heartbroken not to raise our children together!
"You're such a party"pooping jerk..... "Jason retorted, but he was laughing, in spite of himself.
"Mmm... That reminds me, maybe it's time I had a serious talk with you, son," Bruce said seriously, staring at Damian.
"Oh, no... "Tim replied, with genuine fear in his heart. All around him, everyone groaned in sympathy.
"No... I don't need a lecture, Father," Damian said indignantly. There is an Internet.
"Oh, no," Dick then said, feeling sympathy for the puppy.
"Wrong answer, gremlin," Jason then said, knowing what would follow.
"Damian, internet depictions of sexual relations between an alpha and an omega, or an omega and a beta, or any combination between secondary genders, are false and should not be taken as authoritative. What you see in porn...
"Bruce, please, we're eating... "Dick then complained.
"Talking about sexuality is healthy and a natural process that we can discuss at the dinner table, son," Jason said, at the same time as Bruce, which made all his brothers look at him with a mixture of horror and terror in their eyes.
"Do you read minds now, Todd? "Damian said dismissively, clearly uncomfortable with being the topic of conversation.
"Nope, but B. gave me the talk earlier..... It's weird, I know, let's not comment on it again. Weird shit, like Mr. Knightley proposing to Emma Woodhouse...
"But Jason, Emma is your favorite Jane Austen book? "Tim then said, because he trusts the replacement to remember specifics about them at random.
"I know... I was in love with B. when I was a teenager. Let's move on to another topic... "Jason said.
"Emma is a good book, but The Great Gatsby is superior," Bruce replied.
"For the sake of our relationship, I'll pretend you didn't say that," Jason exclaimed.
As if out of the blue, at that moment Alfred interrupted with a throat clearing.
"Mmm... Young gentlemen. Given the recent good news of our family's expansion, I've decided to prepare this cake as a celebration... Alfred said, revealing a marvelous three-milk cake that Dick gazed at with royal love. As if summoned by Alfred's pastry, the secret weakness of any bat, soon Cass, Stephanie, and Duke joined the family breakfast. Jason had no doubt that Bruce would soon organize a family dinner with Kate and any remaining family members left out today. They would invite Barbara, Jim, Roy, Roy, Kori, Diana, Clark, Barry, and even Tim's boyfriend Conner. In which case they should also invite Jon, Colin, and Slade. I'm sure it would be fine...
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Meanwhile, somewhere in Gotham, the new cover of the Gotham Gazette reads: RED HOOD, BRUCE WAYNE'S SECRET NEW LOVER? AMAZING IMAGES REVEALED by Vicky Vale (More info on page 9).
To be continued...
