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Tim smiled at the pink haired woman who was part of the three dimensional travelers that had appeared in Gotham earlier this day, “Sakura? I believe that was your name.”

She nodded, motioning at the boys, “And they are Naruto and Sasuke.”

Tim gave the two young men an unimpressed look, “Yes well,” He turned back to Sakura, “I was hoping to get a moment of your time to ask a… favor.”

Sakura narrowed her eyes, “What sort of favor?”

“Nothing serious, and I’ll hold no ill will if you turn me, us down.”

“Us?”

“Yes. I am a rather possessive person so I can rarely indulge in my more voyeuristic tendencies as much as I would enjoy. As you will be returning to your own dimension soon, I find myself less… unwilling to share for a night, or more, while you are with us still.”

“You want me to have sex with your partner?”

“Yes, an early birthday present for both of us, but only if you’re interested.”

Sakura glanced at her teammates before turning fully to Tim, “Are you sure he would be interested in me? You are with Jason, right?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t think he’s even looked this way since I had that spar with Dick.”

Tim snorted, “He just doesn’t want anyone to see him being a blushing stuttering mess. He doesn’t care about gender. He’s attracted to smaller, pretty, and delicate looking individuals,” Tim grinned at her frown, “That could put him on his ass in a fight. You are exactly his type, and your teammates.” Tim gave the pair an obviously unimpressed or interested look, “I doubt they know how to please a partner without opening their wallet.”

As Naruto stared at Tim in confusion, and Sasuke glared at him, Sakura nearly fell over laughing.

When she finally managed to fully stand back up, chuckling as Sasuke refused to explain to Naruto, she turned a grin on Tim, idly noting that Jason was looking at the four. Only to look away when he met her eyes, face flushed, “Okay that, that right there has me thinking of saying yes before even considering my own preferences.”

A corner of Tim’s lips ticked up into a smile, “If it’s an issue with who is the penetrating party I could get a peg delivered within the hour.”

Sakura left Naruto quizzing Sasuke, not that he would actually explain, “No it’s more the risk of possible interdimensional pregnancy. You don’t have the same techniques that we typically use to prevent pregnancy.”

Tim waved the concern away, “Jason had a vasectomy so that would not be an issue.”

“A what?”

“It’s a procedure we have that causes sterilization in men without possible hormone issues that could be caused by removing anything. The vas deferens is cut and in this case sealed to prevent sperm from getting into his semen. He hasn’t had any sperm, the things that causes pregnancy, that comes from the man, in over five years.”

She perked up, “Okay if he lets me use iryojutsu, more commonly known as healing jutsu or techniques, with a noninvasive scan to see what that looks like, definitely yes.”

“As edging is okay, with irregular follow through, is a green activity so you can look all you want.”

“Irregular?”

“Due to some magic, he interacted with in the past he basically has no refractory time and with how suddenly we can get called out if there’s an emergency… let’s just say if the edging lasts too long, without some relief, the chances of needing body bags from Jason’s action goes up. So as long as you make sure he gets some rewards you can look at whatever you want for as long as you want.”

Sakura thought for a moment before breaking out in a hungry grin, “Yes.”

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Stephanie whistled looking at the dish Jason had just set in front of Sakura, “Hot damn. If you were, like at all, my type I’d be inviting you into my bed at seeing that.”

As Jason blushed, Sakura blinked at her, “Why?”

“Whatever you did last night must have been amazing to get anniversary or I broke Joker’s arm in three places and multiple ribs breakfast.”

“Joker?”

Dick grimaced, “One of the city Rogues. He’s the one Jason hates the most.”

Naruto blinked at him, “Rogue? He’s a thief?”

“TT,” Damian scoffed, “He’s one of the villains that haunts Gotham. He is currently still incarcerated in Arkham Asylum but Jason hates him more than any other rogue, for understandable reasons.”

Steph snorted, “Yeah the whole Joker killed him is a damn good reason.”

Alfred frowned, setting down a bowl of cut up fruits, “Mistress Brown, language.”

“Sorry Alfie, but I am right.”

Naruto blinked glancing over at Jason as he walked out of the room, “But he’s alive?”

Sasuke jumped as Cass appeared in the chair next to him. She had been greatly enjoying surprising the man, “Died. Woke up in coffin. Now with us.”

Naruto balked, “He woke up in his own grave?”

Jason snorted, re-entering the room with two more plates, “All six feet. Coffin was a bitch to get out of.” He turned to Tim, setting down the plate in front of him, “Now pretty bird eat something with that coffee.”

Tim grumbled setting down the mug and started to eat, Sakura also starting to eat as she had waited until someone else had started eating.

Sakura blinked down at her plate, “This is amazing.”

Naruto looked over, “What about us?”

Jason shrugged, “Alfred is almost done with your stuff.”

“TT,” Damian leaned back in his chair, “Todd often cooks only for who he wills and leaves the rest of us to Pennysworth to feed.”

Jason raised his eyebrow looking at Damian, “If you’re going to be a little shit I’m going to go dump out the vegan mix I prepared for Alfred.”

“I apologize,” Damian spooned some of the fruit onto his plate, “Thank you for preparing the mix.”

Jason chuckled but turned to his own breakfast and telling Sakura all about the ways his family had defeated their many enemies. Sakura seemed to be mostly interested in the ways he, and the others, had defeated Joker. As well as expressing an interest in any specifics he knew about Arkham Asylum.

Jason didn’t question Sakura’s particular interest into those two things, that was until of course, when he got the news of the Joker’s death and found Sakura cleaning some blood from under her nails. Let it be said he was more than willing to show his gratitude.