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One month later Damian was sitting at the Kent's table, even though they have known him since kid they insisted on having dinner with him now that he was their son's alpha, as always he was polite with Jon’s mother, and a little wary but still polite with the older kryptonian. The older alpha was asking a few questions, she already knew the answer from most of them but she was curious if the relationship with her son was changing a few plans to accommodate him in his life.
His responses were satisfactory, after a few tense moments everything went back to the homely atmosphere that was common in the Kent's house, so they started with a more relaxed conversation, until the green eyed man felt something on his thigh.
Almost choking with the food on his mouth he swallowed carefully and discreetly
gave a quick glance just to find Jonathan’s hand massaging the zone, very close to his crotch.
He tried to maintain his heart at a normal rate, but being at a family dinner in which his partner’s parents were evaluating him as a mate was not the place for dirty plays, and he decided the best was to pretend the hand was not there, even if he was sure that the elders knew what was happening, since one was an alien with super hearing and x-ray vision, and the other a journalist with a super sense that seemed to let her know what others were thinking, so he tried the best to not let that what the other was doing under the table affected him.
After an hour of mortification they left the table, Damian tried to help with the dirty dishes, but both Lois and Clark ushered them out of the kitchen, saying that they can handle that. Jon happily took his hand and dragged him to his old bedroom, just as he closed the door he cornered and kissed him fiercely, with the alpha letting it happen.
“You aren’t even half hard,” the boy grumbled in a childish way between kisses.
“We were in front of your parents, that wouldn’t turn on anyone.”
The younger pouted in response and then continued with the kissing and slid his hands until he found the alpha’s pants button, he stopped him by taking his wrist.
“Your parents are down the corridor, they could hear us even without the super hearing.”
“We’ll be quiet, and dad won't use his powers in the house. Please, just a quickie,” with the years, the omega discovered that his now lover was weak to his puppy eyes.
“You are too loud and you know it.”
“Pleaseeee, I’ll be as quiet as possible,” with a roll of his hips he rubbed their crotches and let out a wanton moan. That made him gulp and lost his resolution.
“We are not going all the way.”
“Such a spoilsport. How do you pretend to get rid of your problem?” asked playfully.
“A handjob would do it.”
“Hm… Just like in your armchair? I’m excited…” he was silenced when a hand caressed his already hardened member, and he bites his lip to not let his moan out. Without noticing it his pants and underwear were almost at his knees. “I love when you take the lead, but since you don’t want me to be loud I had something else on mind,” he licked his lips as if savoring something.
Then he went down on his knees and engulfed the alpha’s length, which made him shriek in surprise, even more since the kryptonian didn’t gag.
Jon was looking up through his eyelashes, not waiting to lose any of the expressions the other made in pleasure. Damian only could think that the boy has no restraint for someone who knows his father could hear him at any moment, but also he wasn’t sure he could keep things calm seeing the cherry red lips and deer eyes of the other were a temptation. He backtracked and stuck to the door, the omega’s hands positioned at his hips to prevent him from moving.
The omega started bobbing up and down his head, licking the shaft slowly and wrapping his lips around the head of the cock, and then it hitting the back of his throat.
The alpha took the other’s hair in his hand in a try to control the speed of the omega’s ministrations, an effort made in vain, it was clear the kryptonian was the one in charge of the situation, even if he was rubbing his tights together to relieve friction. Soon he felt a build up of excitement, his balls throbbing, he did all he can to get himself out of the younger’s mouth, but his human force did nothing to the alien boy.
“J…stop… I’m going to come.”
He didn’t care, he continued until he felt a warm liquid sliding down his throat. He swallowed it and purred, licking his lips. He looked up to see the state his boyfriend was in, barely holding himself to the wall and a distant stare.
He swooned in satisfaction.
Damian was working on a case when he felt a breeze, he remember closing the window, so he searched for one of the katanas that he has hidden under his desk, he was being cautious with his movements, there wasn’t much assassins that could approach him without him noticing, so he was expecting the worst, but he stopped when someone fell on his lap, and a pair of lips smacked his, sighing in the kiss he relaxed knowing that was his boyfriend the one that sneaked in through the window.
“I missed you.”
“We saw each other yesterday.”
“Still missed you” he clung to the other as was becoming customary when they were together outside of patrols.
“TT. You are becoming spoiled.”
“No, I’m not. I already was, you spoiled me since kids,” he kissed his cheek. “Don’t you remember? Giving me the best christmas presents, taking me to the best patisserie in the world for Valentine’s day,” he started playing with the buttons of the other’s shirt.
“I wasn’t trying to spoil you, nor to court you.”
“And still you did an excellent job, even if you weren't trying,” he kissed his lips again.
“Jon, I’m on a case.”
“And? Sometimes you need to take a break, why not now?” he deepened the kiss, and slid his hand to reach the alpha’s crotch.
“Seriously Jon…”
“Don’t care. I’m spoiled, I cry when I don’t get what I want.”
The older was already hard, saying no to what the other was suggesting would be a torture, so he just indulged the other.
“Then where do you want it?”
“Mm…” he was fake giving it a thought. “I don’t know. Your mattress is really comfortable, but maybe we should leave it for my heats and your ruts, and we already tried one of your couches. Mmmm… What about here on your desk?” Without noticing it his shirt was already unbuttoned and the kryptonian was groping his chest, which made him go into action, standing up and guiding the omega chest down on the furniture, removing any piece of clothes he had on.
Jonathan let him manhandle him as he wanted. With his legs opened and ass in the air, he was getting excited only by the expectation. He felt butterfly kisses on his spine, making him sigh with longing, and then a bite near his gland.
The alpha’s cock nested between his buttocks, he rolled his hips to achieve some friction, and the older sensing his impatience didn’t make him wait, he penetrated him with a decisive thrust. The other wailed with pleasure.
Soon he was moving aimlessly, the omega arching his back and shuddering each time that their bodies brushed with the movement. The only sounds in the room were their panting, and the sound of rubbing skin.
The rhythm was erratic, and the alpha was losing control so he encircled the other’s hips to maintain the grip and not let the other fall , Jon's inner walls clenching on his member was making him crazy and it was clear he wouldn’t last much. Grunting he increased the speed, Jonathan whimpered, and it seems he hit the perfect spot, because the next moment the omega came and fell loose on the desk, Damian was not left behind, letting himself fall on the forgotten chair, coaxing the spend omega to sit on his legs, purring and snuggling in his boyfriend’s neck
Damian was at the batcave. The last three days trying to solve the case he was always interrupted by his boyfriend and his hunger for sex, and he was just a man, how could he say no to such a handsome omega? So he thought that maybe at his father’s lair he could concentrate, how wrong he was.
The alarms activated, and he expected an attack, he got ready to face what was coming, until he saw a flash of red entering the cave that stopped in front of him.
“Jon? What are you doing here?”
“You weren’t at your apartment.”
“I still have to investigate more about the Riddler’s case,” was his response.
“I know it’s important, so let me help? Two heads think better than one.”
“I… all right,” he accepted, knowing that saying no would result in the other making puppy eyes.
Jon smiled and floated to one of the spare chairs that were in the batcave and seated, Damian went after him and started with his investigation once more.
He was reading the most recent file, already seeing a pattern that could help him decipher Riddler’s intentions, but his thoughts were interrupted by a caress at his leg, which made him lose all his concentration.
He looked up at his boyfriend, he was reading his own file, but he still felt the gentle caress at his leg, a sneak peak let him know that it was in fact the other’s feet. He let it slide, assuming it was another form of clinginess that the omega developed, just another way of still being touching each other, so he let it pass, until he felt the touch rising more and more. Jonathan's socked foot was massaging his clothed member, making him gasp.
He looked at the young man once more, this time he had a mischievous smile, but he didn’t look up from his file.
“J, I really need to solve this case sooner than later. I already indulged you multiple times this week.”
Jonathan pouted. “That sounded like you gave a candy to a little kid, I thought that you enjoyed it too.”
He felt his left eye twitch, he didn’t expected that the omega were so needy, yes, when kids he used to throw punches at him when felt that he wasn’t hearing him, but he didn’t expected for that to turn in an endless hunger for his attention and the need to copulate daily and many times.
“J…”
“D…” the other interrupted. “You really don’t see me as a kid anymore, do you?”
Damian scoffed “Of course not Jonathan. I wouldn't even mate with you if that was the case,” in an instant his boyfriend was on his lap, there were scarce moments that he was not there in the last month.
“Then prove it,” he said with his face only centimeters apart from the other. “I’ll let you use my body as you want, only for your pleasure.”
Taking Damian’s hands in his he guided them to his hips, where once positioned his hold tightened, if the omega were a mere human marks would appear, but the kryptonian invulnerability allowed him to use as much force as he wanted, even if that didn’t hurt him he moaned at the touch, what alarmed him.
“J, remember where we are, father has cameras and microphones everywhere.”
“Then let's take this to another place,” he said as he was unbuttoning his shirt, giving the alpha a peek of his smooth skin.
Seeing that the other was resolved in undressing right there, he stood up abruptly without dropping the other, making him giggle while holding himself from the older’s neck, feeling giddy they roamed the batcave in hopes no reach quickly the only place that doesn’t have cameras, the inside of the batmobile.
The alpha struggled a little to enter the vehicle while manhandling his partner, but once inside he left himself fell on the carseat, with his omega sitting on his lap, and then he planted his face in the omega’s bosom, who chuckled lightly.
“Such a pervy alpha,” he said in a whisper.
“Such a needy omega.”
“You said that, but you are the most doting mate in the world,” he was clearly pleased with the situation, his alpha under him and between his legs, the only thing that could make it better was having him naked and inside of him, and that was going to happen soon.
He took the alpha’s face between his hands and guided him into a heated kiss, soon they were losing themself on the lips of the other, exploring their bodies with caresses, taking advantage of all the groping the younger got rid of the alpha’s shirt, first unbuttoning it while skimming chest to chest, and then pushing it down with gentle caresses. Then his hands went down to the older’s pants button, opening it and pulled down the trunks freeing the alpha’s semi hardened member.
He broke the kiss putting some distance between the two to admire it, he took it in his hand to accelerate the process.
“I want to ride you so bad,” he declared, gasping in anticipation.
The older hardened his grip on the other’s hips while he unbuttoned his pants too, lifted him to align his entrance with his cock, and once the fabric was taken out of the way he started to settle him slowly, watching every reaction the omega did.
His face expressed pleasure, his cheeks blushing, his reddened lips opened in a silent moan, and his arms on the alpha’s shoulders, trembling in an obvious try to maintain some restraint.
In a swift motion, he was balls deep inside the omega’s hole, earning him a melodious moan out from Jon’s mouth. That made it, Damian started pistoning his hips in an erratic rhythm, the younger also started to move at his own pace, arching his back in a try to achieve the right angle for the older to reach the perfect spot.
The inside of the vehicle was a cacophony of heavy breathings, slaps of the skin, moans and grunts. The windows were fogged blocking the view from the outside, not that it mattered to them, since it was too early for anyone getting ready for patrol and for Duke to come back from it.
The alpha felt the other shuddering, signaling that he was near his release, he quickened his pace, attempting to reach it together, and in some more second the both of them came, first the omega, leaving a mess between them closely followed by his partner.
The blueeyed boy curled against the other.
“That was fantastic,” he declared dreamily. “I hope you’re not too tired, because I really want to have a second round.”
“I’m not against it. But I don’t think my father's car is the best place to continue this.”
“Well, I admit I fantasied a little about doing it in your old room when I was a teenager. Will you fulfill my old fantasies?” he asked in a honeyed tone, his boyfriend only grunted. “Only if you muster the strength to do it.” And that last part was clearly said to irk him.
The older straightened and started to tidy their clothes. Soon they were running through the manor hoping to not run into any of the inhabitants.
An hour later, Damian was lying on his back, watching the sunset light that entered through the window, with his omega mate purring happily on his chest, it was almost time to get up and get ready for patrol, and once again he didn’t have a clue of how to solve the Riddler’s case. With resolve he took the decision that tomorrow would be the day, he would not be out of his chair until que solved the case, the problem was, where to hide from the half kryptonian.
Sitting at his desk in the Fortress of Attitude he hoped for the others to not reach him, after all, they stopped frequenting the place since Jon’s presented, thanks to the rules their fathers settled about not being alone in a room for much time.
After a few hours he heard someone entering, obviously his mate, but his determination stopped him from acknowledging him until the other was hugging him from the back, and resting his chin on the older’s shoulder.
“We haven’t hung out here in a while.”
“Hm,” was the only sound that the alpha emitted to let the other know that he heard him.
“Maybe we should clean up a little and redecor, put in new couches, a bed…”
“A bed? What for?”
“For sleep, obviously, you tend to tire yourself out when you are caught up on a case.”
The other hummed, he knew that the other was not telling him what he was really thinking, and it was clearly about having sex, it was the only thing going through that head of his, and it was clear that was where he wanted to go in that moment, with his hands sliding through the alpha’s chest. Exhaling he tried to ignore it, his attempt to stop things the previous day wasn’t successful, thus he let the other do as he pleased thinking that seeing him uninterested he would take the hint and leave him to his case.
After minutes of the other masturbating him while kissing his neck and shoulder he stopped abruptly.
“Is something wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Then what is it? Are you practicing that Batman thing? Stoicism?”
“What? No. What are you talking about?”
“That thing that your family tends to do, when all of you pretend that nothing in the world could take you down.”
“We don’t do that.”
“Yes, you do,” he said and sat in his lap. “And you’re just half hard. Are you sure everything is alright?” He was frowning with worry clear in his face.
“As I told you, nothing is wrong.”
“Then why are you all weird? Are you regretting getting together?” His voice wavered.
“TT. Why would you think that?” He put his hand on the omega’s waist.
“Well… Since my heat, you don’t start an encounter, and you saying that you indulged me makes me feel like you do this like some kind of duty, and now I can’t even get you hard.”
“I’m just busy, Jonathan. It has nothing to do with my desires regarding you.”
“That’s the thing, I don’t think you desire me out of my heat. Aren’t alphas supposed to crave sex? Am I so disgusting?”
“Where do you get those ideas? Haven’t I made it clear that I feel attracted to you?”
“Yes, you said that, but like I told you, you haven’t been so eager to have sex with me… well, besides my tries.”
“Kent, I banged you in my bed just yesterday.”
“Just after I suggested it.”
Damian groaned with obvious frustration.
“So is my lack of initiative what makes you insecure?” sighing with incredulity he tightened his grip. “I don’t fuck you because I feel obligated, I do it beacuse I want to. I don’t tend to start sexual encounters, but that doesn't mean that I don’t want them to happen. And get out of your head that stupid idea that alphas just think about sex.”
“Oh. Of course the great Damian Wayne wouldn’t be like other alphas.” He cooed at his partner, glad to hear he didn’t see him as a nuisance, but he still hadn't gotten an answer about the issue of the alpha’s friend not waking up. “But you still don’t seem interested.” He massaged the alpha’s crotch.
“It’s just… I’m focused on this case.”
“Oh… I see… What is it?”
“The Riddler, one of his puzzles. If I don’t solve it people could die.”
“Understand… But you look tired,” he smothered the older’s hair. “You should take a break, you aren’t going to save anyone from tiring yourself out.”
He kissed him sweetly, and Damian complied for some moments, until he took a moment to breathe.
“I’ll take one in a few minutes.” He took with care the other’s hand and guided it to his lips, kissing it with tender love.
But the response was not one the omega wanted to hear.
“D…” He complained. “I don’t want you tiring yourself.”
The alpha groaned.
“Give me some minutes. I’ll be with you in a bit.”
Jon sighed in defeat. “Okay. But I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be right here,” he floated until he was sitting on the floor, beside his mate’s chair.
His mate watched him with incredulity.
“Jon, don’t do that. Just get yourself on the couch.”
“No-oh. If I go there I know you are going to ignore me and continue with this until you collapse from tiredness.” He leaned his chin in the alpha’s thigh.
The corner of his mouth rose a little, since the boy's position reminded him of his dog Titus, when he wanted a treat, he used to take the treats and put one on his nose, making him wait a few seconds before he could eat it to teach him patience and discipline.
That gave him an idea.
“How about this? You sat in silence for a few minutes, and I'll give you a reward.”
“What?! No-oh. This is not about rewards, it is about you resting for a little.”
“And I’ll do it, but first you’ll have to stay put for a little.”
“Then my reward will be you taking some rest with me?”
“Uh… Something like that.”
“Hm…” he didn’t look convinced. “You’re being elusive.”
“I’m not. The game is like this, you stay put for ten minutes and I get you ready. After I prepare you I’ll give you what you want.”
“You mean…?”
The green eyed man cradled the omega's face in one hand while sliding down slowly his flannel with the other hand, something clicked in the boy's head, so he stayed put before adding in a whisper. “Okay… I’ll behave.”
As promised, after ten minutes of silence he removed another piece of the omega’s clothing. The time passed in peace, the omega getting impatient but staying keep and in silence, losing his garments slowly with his mate’s hand playing with his unruly curls . When he was only left with his boxers on he had it hard staying put, the expectation made him yearn from what was about to come, with his underwear soaked with slick, his alluring scent filling the alpha’s nose.
Damian didn’t feel capable of restraint, but his sense of duty towards the case was looming in his head, he wanted to indulge and drown his senses in the omega’s body. However, he needed more time to solve the puzzle, and that’s how he got an idea to gain more time.
He got up with care, but still disturbed the boy, who sulked a little. The older rummaged in a few drawers, he only found an old tie, one of Jonathan’s, when they were still kids and went to West-Reeve School, he was a messy child, and he untied the garment the moment they put foot out of school, always tossing it around. Surely Miss Lane has scolded him about the missing tie.
He went back to the chair, once again petting the omega’s hair, and with care he covered the blue like sky eyes, tying the strip of fabric around the other’s head. Then he caressed his cheek lovingly, making him purr.
He knew that it wouldn’t stop the boy, since he had his X-Ray vision, which put him into motion once more, in a swift moment he threw him to his shoulder, gaining an exclamation of surprise from him.
He went to his special room for training, it was a normal one until he made some changes to accomplish his goal of making a kryptonian throw a straight punch for once, since all of them were poor fighters in one on one combats.
He went straight to the mats, lying down his mate slowly, caressing his body with tenderness, then he voiced a command, activating the red sun lamps in the room, and taking the resistance tubes he tied him by the wrists and ankles in a kneeling position, and his arms restrained on his back.
After evaluating his work he kissed him softly, their lips barely touching, and then left the room.
“D…?” He heard his boyfriend calling after him, but he must not falter. He would compensate him later.
Sitting on the desk once again he resumed his reading, even when he could hear the omega calling after him to join him and grumbling that that wasn’t part of the deal. Soon he heard distressed moans and the alluring scent of the younger, mixed with a tint of anger.
“This is abuse! You are a bad alpha!!” The boy yelled with indignation, and then a thump.
Sighing, he got up and walked to the training room entrance. His mate was lying on his side, still tied, but trying to free his arms with erratic movements.
“You’re going to pull a muscle if you continue moving like that.”
That got the omega’s attention.
“Then free me. This is not what you promised.”
“Jon, you have to learn to behave.”
“Behave?!” he cried with indignation. “So you are like… punishing me?!”
“TT. I’m not punishing you…”
“Yes, you are! You are mistreating your omega… Free me!”
“Maybe a punishment is what you really need…” he finally entered and kneeled beside him. “You’re cocky and needy. It wouldn’t do you bad to learn some patience.”
He teased him with a butterfly kiss, so gentle that their lips barely touched. Then he stood up and left the room again, trying to pick up his investigation where he left it.
He was sure that he was near the resolution of the puzzle, he just needed to settle down the pieces in its place and the answer would reveal to him, but his concentration shattered once again.
The young man in the other room started calling for him once again.
“Alpha… please,” he sobbed. “I need you.”
He tried to ignore it. His resolution couldn't waver, the young man was well versed in the different manipulations the omega used on him to get his way, it was time to show him that he wouldn’t bend to his teary eyes.
Then the smell came to tease him once again. But the anger notes were gone, now only lust and desire fogging his senses. He took a deep breath of the delicious scent, and after delighting with it he started reading the case files again, bouncing his leg, in a clear sign of desperation. Trying to tune his senses to the file, ignoring the sounds and the scent calling for him.
And the moans and gasps started once more, but this time sounded less like struggle and more like a wanton pleasure.
After some minutes trying to ignore it he got up suddenly, and with a groan he went to check the room once more, finding the boy in the same position, with the only difference that this time he was rubbing his tights with each other in a try to achieve some release, failing at it thanks to his restrained condition.
“Alpha, I need you.” He called with a pant. That was all he needed to lose his resolution.
With a flick of his wrist he untied the boy’s ankles and manoeuvre him to position his arms in front of him without untying his wrists, taking him by the hips he lifted him and embed him on the wall, while the younger rounded the alpha’s hips with his legs, anchoring himself to not fall flat on his ass.
A moan escaped his lips after feeling the growing bulge that grazed his buttocks.
“Are you going to punish me with temptation?” he settled his restrained arms at his mate’s neck.
“Maybe that’s what you need to learn a lesson. But I was thinking of something more.”
Without noticing, the omega was stripped of his underwear, now completely naked. Then the fingers came, first just one falange, Damian’s digit playing with his hole.
“You are lose…”
“I played a little…” he panted, “before searching for you.”
“Naughty omega.”
“I’ll receive my punishment gladly.”
Three more fingers entered at once, quickly soaking with slick, going so deep that he reached Jonathan’s g spot and made him scream with pleasure, only to be deprived of it the next instant, with only the tip of his index finger remaining with the teasing, and then it went slowly all over his perineum until he found the balls, and with his hand hold the omega’s cocklet with delicacy, gently brushing it, barely touching it.
The caresses continued until the blinded boy was breathing unevenly, leaving him at the edge of pleasure.
“That was mean.”
“No, it’s your punishment.” That shut him on the matter.
The alpha only kissed him in the corner of his mouth, leaving him sighing for more.
His hand went to unbutton his pants, the other still holding his boyfriend by the hips, then he maneuvered him to align his entrance with his cock and penetrate him.
That obviously pleasured the omega, but instead of going all the way he made him wait before entering completely in a thrust, getting out a scream from his throat, and then he fucked him frenetically.
It didn’t take long to make him orgasm, spattering them with cum. The alpha kept his erratic trusts, overstimulating the spent omega, only stopping when he released inside the younger.
“Oh Rao. I swear that if you put me down right now my knees are going to fail.”
“Ha. I shouldn’t be impractical.” He combed the wet with sweat fangs of the younger, and removed the tie from his eyes, revealing a dreamy look.
“Yeah. Maybe we should move this to a more comfortable place,” he leaned his forehead near the alpha’s gland, inhaling that scent he loved so much, and a soft purring sound was heard.
The next day Damian was in the kitchen of the mansion, drinking a cup of coffee recently brewed by Alfred, with a bunch of papers and photos tossed in the table, making a mess, he reviewed again and again in hopes of noticing something more.
That’s how Timothy found him.
“What’s wrong with you?”
“Mind your business, Drake.” He barked at his brother’s intromission.
“Chill out. I was just concerned.”
“Well. You don’t have to be concerned about anything.”
His older brother only rolled his eyes, knowing that the best was to not continue with it and cause a fight, he went directly to the fridge in search of some Zesti cans, finding none and settling for a cup of coffee, but before reaching the kettle the scent of his brother hit his nose.
“Ugh. You really need to relax.” He perceived impatience, irritation and sourness. “What is happening to you?” He peaked over the other’s shoulder, noticing the files. “Oh. Are you like this just because of a Riddler's case?”
“Just shut up.”
Tim rolled his eyes, and watched his brother return to his reading, but he didn’t pass the page, the boy reading the same line again and again, he tried to approach him once again, and something hit his nose.
Tim noticed immediately. It was faint, but unmistakable. The scent of omega. Kryptonian omega. Jon.
Tim didn’t comment at first, he let it sit, letting Damian fail to focus. He served the coffee and took a seat.
“You’ve been staring at that file for six minutes.”
“I am analyzing it.”
“You’re marinating in Jon.”
Damian snapped his head up.
“Watch your language.”
“Watch your pheromones.” He replied back with calm.
Damian looked away, his sharp tongue shut it, without a rebuttal, something that happened on rare occasions. The boy always had something to say, even if it was just insults, a clear sign that he was really exhausted.
“Is he in prea-heat?”
“Not your business,” he growled.
“You haven’t slept. And you can’t even get past the first page… If you continue like this it is going to be everyone's business."
“Sleep is inefficient, and I can handle this by myself,” his jaw tightened.
“You smell like you’ve been hovering near your omega instead of handling it.”
“It is not appropriate, and a distraction.”
“It’s biology. And you’re a young man, I think it is the most normal thing you have done since arriving at the manor.”
Damian rubbed his temples.
“It’s time consuming,” he said in a harsh way, “but I can’t say no to him,” he admitted in a moment of vulnerability, and exhaled sharply.
Tim smiled just a little. “You’re allowed to want him, Damian. He 's your mate.”
“It feels… overwhelming.”
The older one snorted. “Of course it does. Kryptonians have insane pheromone pull and you’re a young alpha. Plus the both of you are in the honeymoon phase. Believe me, when Kon and I got together we didn’t get a thing done.”
“I don’t want to hear about your sexual encounters with the clone!”
“Ugh. It’s not like I was going to tell you everything about it, but look, they are a little different from us, surprisely not in a weird way, just as usual, they don’t get easily tired and all about stamina. But like in any other relationship you just need to explore a little what functions better for each of you two. And not everything is about the… uh… penetration. Fuck, it sound like I’m giving you the talk. Anyway, there’s also more things about the act, like the foreplay. A good foreplay usually leaves Kon well satisfied.”
“Uhg.”
Tim laughed loudly.
“Let 's do this. You take it easy, spend some time with your recently mated omega, indulging the both of you.”
“I still have to solve this case. It’s a Riddler puzzle, people could die.”
“I know, but in the state you are in, you're not going to solve a thing. Look, you can pass this case to me, in exchange I’ll pass to you my less difficult cases. That way you don’t get out of the streets while having more time to spend with your mate.”
The young alpha watched him with uncertainty.
“Did someone do the same for you?”
“Kinda… Cass didn’t address it, but being her she surely noticed it, and took one of my cases, and then Jason also kicked in.”
“What did you get out of this?”
“Uh…? Damian, it’s just a favor, a fraternal gesture.”
The suspicion was visible on his face, but he reluctantly accepted.
Damian was sitting on his couch writing a side note to one of the cases Tim passed to him when someone rang his door, he got up and cautiously walked to the security screen that his apartment has, then he saw his boyfriend fidgeting in the corridor, he quickly opened the door.
“Jonathan, what are you doing in the corridor?”
“Um… Waiting for you to open the door?”
“Since when?” He let the other enter and closed the door.
“A few seconds.”
“No. I mean, since when do you knock on the door?”
“Uh… Today.”
“Why?”
“Well… you said that I always sneak in, so I thought you don’t like it when I enter your apartment without you knowing.”
“I…” he sighed. “I did not mean it that way. I was more concerned about you flying through my window and someone seeing you, more than you invading my space.”
“Oh, well. Then I’ll continue entering through the door.”
“Yes, please do it. I will give you a key, I am not sure why I have not done it already.”
“Really?” the younger asked excitedly.
“Yes, then you could enter whenever you want without any of my neighbours seeing you using your powers.”
“Even when you're busy with school or Batman things?”
“Yes, Jonathan, even then. You are my mate, and this is your space too, even without a mark.”
That made the kryptonian blush.
“Then can I…?” He seemed nervous to finish the question.
“Sure, you can nest in the bedroom,” he supplied without letting him end the question, and resumed what he was doing before the other arrived.
In an instant he had his lap full, the omega was happily kissing him, so he just leaned into it, circling the other’s waist with his arms, after a few moments they separated.
“Sorry, are you busy?” the blue eyed boy asked.
“Not so much, I was just going through some cases Timothy passed to me.”
“Good, so can I stay for a while?”
“As if you didn't come here ready to stay the night,” the other answered, taking a look at the backpack that his mate dropped at the door.
“Uh… Well… I was thinking about going to Smallville to see Ma and Pa,” he sounded nervous.
“If you said so.”
“But if you don’t have a problem… I can stay the night.”
“I told you, you can stay whenever you like.”
“Then, could we have a lazy night? Just the two of us cuddling?”
“If you want to. Are you hungry? We could order take out for dinner.”
“Yes, that could be great.”
The alpha gave the other a chaste kiss and put some distance between them.
“Good, just give me a few minutes to get through this and we will cuddle all you want. You could go ahead and make yourself comfortable.”
“Okay, I’Il be waiting,” he got up, but not before leaning in for another brief kiss, after that he took his backpack and went to the bedroom.
Damian continued reading the files, concentrating in what Timothy wrote about the last rough that appeared in Gotham, another criminal that pretended to cling to the Joker infamous reputation to gain influence in the underworld, he could get him out of the streets in an instant, sorting the best plan to do it he lost track of time, he didn’t notice until the omega appeared on the corridor carrying Alfred the cat in his arms, he glanced the clock and realized that was dinner time for the cat,it haven’t passed an hour since the kryptonian went to the bedroom, but he still should hurry with the files so he can go to indulge his omega,
He also noticed that Jonathan really took at heart the part of making himself comfortable. Under the white light of the kitchen was his mate only dressed in an old and big t-shirt, that obviously was his father’s, it was from Smallville's baseball team, and he didn’t know of anyone else that huge, since the shirt was long enough to reach the young man's thighs. He watched as the young omega crouched beside the cat to pet it, what gave him glimpse to his underwear, gaping Damian tried to digest what he saw, he wasn’t sure that what he saw was really what he thought, in the month they have been dating he never saw his boyfriend using something like lace.
Still mesmerised he watched as the other raised and turned in his direction and with blushed cheeks and a faint voice asked “Do you want some coffee?”
Damian only nodded, he was tongue tied and cursing himself for his treacherous mind, Jon went to the coffee maker and started it, with his back facing Damian he stretched his arm to reach the cupboard and take a pair of mugs, with that movement his shirt raised letting the other have another glimpse of his underwear, that was without doubt a pair of briefs with lace, cursing under his breath he tried to maintain composure, to the hell with visiting the farm, his intentions were to arouse him and drag him to the bed all along.
Tuning his assassin training he walked in the other’s direction, if the omega was aware he didn’t show it, he only leaned in the kitchen counter, with both hands in it, waiting for the coffee maker to turn off, so he positioned both of his hands on the other’s waist, the only response he got was the other looking him over his shoulder.
“Are you done?”Damian hummed “Good, now you can join me.”
Having him like that, lightly bending, with his cheeks blushing and his pouty lips, the alpha wanted to rail him just there, but he remembered what his brother told him about the foreplay, so he gave him a kiss on the nape and forced himself to slowly release his grip and put his hands on the counter, still caging Jonathan, who turned around and hugged him by the neck, standing face to face he felt the omega’s breath lukewarm, his eyes disclosing his frustration of not achieving triggering him into pound him right there.
Feeling victorious he decided to tease the other with a brush of lips, which only increased the omega’s frustration, groaning he chased Damian’s lips but he turned his head.
“Mean,” was Jon’s response.
Damian snickered and gave him a quick peck to appease him, the effect was instantaneous, he loosened and sighed with contentment.
“Now, I think I could forgive you for your offense,” the omega said with fake petulance.
“Oh, yeah?”
“Yes, but you have to pay a tribute” the older man hummed. “Those chocolate truffles will do it.”
Damian turned his head since he didn’t know what the other was talking about.
“Those? Those were a gift from Richard, but you could have them all,” he reached to them and took one of the box, putting it in his boyfriend’s lips who opened them and let the other slide the piece of chocolate slide it in his mouth, but also slides his thumb in, the boy instantly started to play with it and his tongue. Licking it in slow circular movements, somehow Damian found it sexy.
He took out his dumb and moved his hand down, until he reached under the omega’s shirt, searching for the end of his briefs, finding it and introducing his hand with care, to insert a digit in the boy’s entrance, getting a pant out of him.
Jon clinged to him, closing his eyes and sticking his body to the other’s rubbing their crouches together while his mate fingered him slowly and carefully. But he quickly got impatient.
“I’m ready, put it in.”
“Shh. Be patient, I need to prepare you.”
“I don’t need preparation, and you know it.”
“Just because I can't hurt you doesn't mean I should be careless.”
“You… are ki… killing me,” he declared between moans.
“You can take it,” he deposited a brief kiss in the corner of his mouth.
“I need you inside.”
He took out his fingers, earning a grunt. With an impulse he lifted the omega and threw him over his shoulder and went directly to the bedroom, pushing the boy in the mattress.
“I like when you get all bossy.”
“Not true,” he rebutted while started kissing his mate’s tights, “you complain a lot.”
“That was before you turned out to be this sexy.”
“Where did you get this?” asked while playing with the lace friends, stretching the elastic and then getting the briefs out of his way, tossing them in a far place of the room.
“I found a new pair in Kon’s old room,” he admitted with some shame.
“Now you’re stealing? What happened with the goody two shoes that I met?” the alpha positioned at Jon’s eye level.
“You corrupted him.”
Damian started nipping and biting at his boyfriend’s neck, making him melt from pleasure, his moans resonating in the room and arousing the other with each sound, getting him harder and harder.
“D… please,” he sounded breathless.
He stopped and got up from the bed, walked to his drawers, opened one of them and looked for something in the box the omega left with supplies from his heat, and took a small vibrator.
“Dames… What are you doing? Why did you leave?” the omega called needy from the bed.
“Shh… I’m not going anywhere,” he went back to the bed and clicked the button that turned on the device.
The sound got his attention, and with his eyes searched for the object that produced it, making him gas with anticipation, and then a pout of frustration appeared on his face.
“Alphaaa… I don’t need a toy, I need you,” he complained.
“Patience…” and he placed the vibrator in the omega’s bellybutton, barely lifting his disheveled shirt, giving him a new sensation to concentrate on.
He couldn’t control his moans, the vibrator massaging his body, Damian was sliding it along his torso, reaching his peck, and stationing it in his left nipple, while also mouthing at his neck and aligning his length to the other's entrance, but instead of entering in one trust he started slowly, inch by inch, giving the other time to adjust to the intrusion.
It was overwhelming for the boy, his super senses magnifying all of it, without being capable of concentrating on one thing, the movements of Damian’s hips were lilting, and using his free hand to anchor him by the waist, making him move at the same rhythm. The omega felt everything in slow motion, with every wave of pleasure the warmth in his lower belly increasing, his moans so loud that if it weren’t for Wayne’s sound proofed walls the neighbours would totally hear him.
The end was announced by a tingling sensation on his belly, and then the warm of his come staining their bellies, the pleasure provoking him to clench around the alpha’s cock and giving him his release, knotting inside his mate and letting all his body to fall all over the omega.
Taking some seconds to catch his breath he left brief kisses all along the young man’s jaw, getting a purr as a reward. Just one glance was enough to let him know that his omega was knocked out, with his face covered by tears and drool, but with a satisfied smile on his face. He took the sheets under him and covered them both, hoping to catch up with his boyfriend in the realm of the dreams.