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“Are you—sure this—doesn’t hurt?” Jason pants out between thrusts.Dick doesn’t answer, the only sound out of his mouth sharp, keening moans every time Jason presses into his hole. His eyes are closed, tears leaking out the corners even though his scent is blissed out and sated. For the millionth time, Jason longs to cradle that beautiful face between his palms and coax those blue eyes open, but he doesn’t want to move his hands. It had taken them forever to figure out how to make this work.“Dickie, c’mon,” he says instead, slowing his hips. Dick is bent at the waist, his legs hooked over Jason’s shoulders, but even on a normal day there’s no resistance to Jason bending them further so he can rest their foreheads together. Dick blinks hazily.“Why’d you stop?” he says fuzzily, his words slurred around his rough and knot-drunk voice. Fuck, but Jason loves him like this; all those pesky thoughts gone from his head, leaving behind a set of pretty little holes, just begging for a knot.Jason grins, and licks a long line up the side of Dick’s face, catching the salt of his tears.“Sorry baby,” he coos. This is the only time Dick lets him get away with any kind of baby talk. “But you need to answer me when I ask you a question.”Dick shudders, his eyes falling shut again.Jason pumps his hips, hard, once more. Dick’s eyes flicker open again, and he stares up, blearily. “Sor’y, alpha.”He can’t help but coo at that again. “Aww, poor thing. You all tired out from being my personal fleshlight?”Unconsciously, his hands tighten around Dick’s hips. They both groan at the stimulation, as the imprints of Jason’s fingers press through Dick’s entire body to add pressure around his own dick.Jason is going to have to kick Dick’s ass later for catching an unidentified magical object, even if it is so much better for Jason that Dick has been affected than Tim. The item, a scarily glowing doll eerily reminiscent of a Panic Pete, had given Jason a heart attack the moment it touched Dick’s hand, glowing an intense orange that had rapidly colored his entire body.When the glow faded, Dick had looked fine…until he bent his fingers all the way back, and opened his mouth to reveal he’d managed to twist his own tongue back like a fruit roll up.
He’d been turned into rubber, his skin a thick, flexible shell that somehow holds Dick’s insides in place, which have been turned into taffy.Not really, of course. Whatever it is doesn’t taste nearly that good. But everything inside of him, from his muscles to his bones to cartilage Jason can tongue in his ear, is now stretchy and elastic, held into its proper place by some strange magic. Somehow, enough of his usual muscles work that he can still walk.It should have been disgusting. Both Red Robin and Spoiler had gagged. Batman had tried to drag Dick back to the Cave for a 72 hour medical examination. Robin had frozen, then ran to give the unconscious magician another kick.But for Jason, the sight of Dick's tongue had gone straight to his groin.Zatanna is confident that the spell will wear off in a day or two. The magician they’d been fighting isn’t powerful enough for a permanent transformation on this scale.She also reassured them that the magic isn’t transferable, and Dick himself proved that he is nigh indestructible, ignoring their stringent protests to sink a knife into his own arm. His skin stretched around it.So. Recap. Dick will be fine. All they need to do now is wait. Dick’s holes are ringed by thick, stretchy, and unrippable skin that can grip Jason’s cock like a vice, while his insides will stretch around the tip, absolutely fine no matter how deep or rough they go at it.They figured out the catch pretty fast.Dick can’t clench enough to feel Jason sliding in and out of his pussy.No matter what position (and Dick is capable of so many positions on a normal time, muchless when he’s literally boneless), Dick’s insides stretch too much to get any good pressure inside his cunt.It’s Dick that suggests they try using his asshole. It’s Jason who realizes he can cup his hands under Dick’s ass, fingers spread along his hip bones, and dig his thumbs into Dick’s perineum, pinning his prostate against Jason’s dick.The first time he pulls out and pushes back in, feeling that bump push and pull under his thumbs, rubbing against his dick, they’d both moaned.Perfect. Back in business. Jason had wasted no time in sinking deep into his omega, going farther and faster into his asshole than he’d have ever dared normally.Dick is lost somewhere, sunk deep down inside himself. It usually takes Jason hours to get him to this point, stretching him out and testing out angles, making sure his clit and his pleasure spots are all stimulated, bringing him to the edge again and again but never quite falling off of it.Jason digs the very tip of his nails into the walnut sized lump beneath his fingers. If Dick didn’t react to a knife against his skin, there’s no way thumbnails are going to hurt him. But maybe, if it can stretch a little, with Jason holding on just enough on his next thrust…Dick’s head snaps back and he screeches. Jason can’t help the grin that spreads across his face as he pauses, gives Dick a moment to recover. It seems stretching his prostate more than makes up for not being able to directly hit it.“Did that make you feel good, baby?” Jason says, insultingly sweet, squeezing Dick’s hips as hard as he can. Dick doesn't react at all to that tone, too lost in sensation, his breaths hitching with every thrust as Jason pulls on his prostate.“Jay, Jay, Jay,” Dick sobs mindlessly, his hands wrapped around Jason’s wrists, not pushing or pulling him, just holding on, it seems, for dear life. “Oh god, Jay.”It only takes a few more pulls for Dick to come, a prostate orgasm that has his entire body shuddering. The scent of his arousal fills the air, and a few drops of cum leak from his cock.Prostate orgasms are Jason’s favorite kind of orgasm to give; with a hand around his cock, or a knot in his pussy, Dick is strangely resistant. His orgasms are hard won and seldom come more than once a session. They are both usually too exhausted to even try.With a dick up his ass, for some reason, Dick can come again and again. Their record thus far is 27 orgasms in a 6 minute period, and during the two days of recovery, Dick had sworn he’d never do it again.Still, Jason usually wrings at least a couple orgasms out of his little omega hole. Unfortunately, tonight Dick’s ass is just too good to last. Between his tight, elastic rim, and the squishy pressure of his insides around Jason’s dick, held tight between his own hands, he loses control only minutes later, his knot growing fast as he collapses heavily upon his completely limp boyfriend, still folded in half at the waist.An apology rises to his lips, but he stops it at the last minute. Dick’s weird body doesn’t even seem to register his weight, just bounces a little and settles around him.“You okay, babe?” Jason asks, placing a hand on the side of Dick’s face. Those pretty blue eyes flutter open, stare up at him for so long he starts to get worried.“Dickie? You doing okay?”Dick stares for a moment longer, before a mean little smirk spreads across his face.“You like a little rubber hole that much, Jaybird?” he asks innocently, somehow using his foot to bring Jason's face closer. It should be gross. Instead it's just hot. “Usually you make me come at least two or three times when we’re doing assplay. Maybe I should just get you a little pocket pussy for Christmas, huh, make sure you have an ass and pussy to play with on short patrols—”He’s interrupted by a phone beeping, somewhere on the nightstand. Good thing, too, because Jason can feel his ears growing red, and he has no come back.Okay, fine, so what if the bend and squish of Dick’s current state is really, really sexy? He's a loyal man, it matters a whole lot to him who the ass and pussy are attached to, but that doesn’t mean he's immune to trying something new.Grateful for the distraction, Jason reaches over to snag the phone at the same time Dick does; they knock into each other, and Jason has to dive to catch it before it hits the ground. He catches it. His hips pull his knot unforgivably hard against Dick’s walls.Jason’s got an apology on his lips before he’s fully upright, but Dick’s high, keening wail stops him.If he isn’t mistaken, Dick just came again. And based on the scent refilling the room and Dick’s wide-eyed expression, he is not mistaken.“Looks like I’m not the only one enjoying the pocket pussy,” Jason says, using one hand to press firmly on Dick’s perineum until he can stroke Dick’s prostate directly against his own knot, and using the other to check Dick’s messages. They’re vigilantes, okay, lots of things can go wrong globally in the time it takes to have really good marathon sex.As he puts the phone down, an absolutely crazy idea comes to him.“What?” Dick asks, wary of whatever look is on his face. “Is the world ending again or something?”“That was Wally,” Jason says, forcing himself to sound calm. “He says he needs the latest surveillance footage.”“Oh shoot,” says Dick, struggling to sit up on his elbows. “I forgot I needed to send him those today. Some of his targets were in Bludhaven today and we’re trying to figure out why— ahh!”Jason hums, slowly edging his legs over the side of the bed. Once he has one foot on the floor, he lifts his hips back too. Dick’s body moves across the sheets smoothly, pulled along by Jason’s knot, which is still too large to pull out of his less-flexible rubber skin.In this form, Dick is light and resilient, weighing just enough to pull on Jason’s knot. He wonders what it would feel like, to have Dick between his legs, swinging free.“I’m going to stand up now,” Jason breaths.“You’re—you’re going to what?”“I’m going to stand, and let you hang off my knot,” Jason says. The words sound crazy even to his own ears, and yet suddenly there is nothing he wants more.“Wait, Jason, what are you—”But Dick’s protests are too late. With an anticipatory little shake, Jason gathers Dick’s hips between his hands, stands to his full height, and drops him.They both groan, as the pressure around Jason’s knot grows impossibly tight, and Dick’s weight causes his prostate to stretch even further than Jason had managed with his hands.Jason takes an experimental step. Thanks to Jason’s height advantage and short torso, Dick’s head is more than half a foot above the ground; only his hands lightly scramble across the hardwood flooring, his legs too exhausted to do much more than hang limply, body still bent impressively in half.With a frown, Jason lifts Dick back on the edge of the bed and grabs his flailing arms. He wants to have a neat little package hanging off his cock. Carefully, he brings Dick’s arms forward, until they’re wrapped around the back of his knees.“Jason, what the fuck,” Dick breaths, staring down his own body as Jason ties his arms together. It’s a bit light tying a hose together, but he manages a fairly secure knot. Dick certainly doesn’t seem to be able to undo it, if the way he tries and fails to fidget is any indication.“Seriously, Jay, what are you doing,” Dick says, fidgeting and biting back a moan as Jason bends to grab his long discarded pants, pulling on his knot in the process.“I’m going to go to your computer, and get the information that Wally needs,” Jason says calmly, unthreading his belt from his pants. “And you’re going to be my good little pocket pussy, milking my knot. We’ll see how many more times you can come like that.”He loops the belt under Dick’s hips and over the top of his bent thighs, crossing it and then bringing Dick’s feet down too, so that his arms are trapped even more firmly behind his bent knees. Buckling the belt across Dick’s ankles, Jason pulls hard, feeling everything around his cock lock tight.He waits a moment, so see if there’s any more fuss from Dick, but his pretty, perfect omega is too busy moaning to say anything. The intense smell of arousal radiating from him spikes.Standing up and enjoying all of that pressure bounce on his knot with every step, Jason wanders to the living room, fingering Dick’s perineum lightly and enjoying the way his head falls back, shoulders twisting as much as they can with the rest of his body so tangled up.It seems that Dick has just come again, and Jason’s knot is in no danger of flagging anytime soon.Maybe it's time to see if they can break that record…