The Next Step (Superbat, Fly With Me sequel)

3 - Suits and Sex

Dick makes puppy eyes as soon as he sees Jason. "Bruce said we could have the wedding here, is that okay?" Jason covers his eyes, "Yes, yes, please stop making those eyes at me!"
"Can we have a winter wedding too?" Jason groans, but smiles, "Yes! Anything for you!" Dick stops making the eyes and tackles Jason in a big hug.
Bruce turns to Clark, "Clark, how do you feel about a spring wedding at your parents church?" Clark looks like he's about to weep, and with a giant smile he picks Bruce clear up off the floor, twirling him around and kissing him all over his face.
Eyes welling with happy tears he sets Bruce down and pulls his phone out, dialing his Ma so fast his hand is a blur. "Ma! Bruce wants to get married at your church! Is the pastor okay with that?"
"Of course he is! He's gotten some flack for it from some unsavory people, but he says God loves all his children and that it isn't his place to judge. I'm gonna call him right up!" Ma Kent sounds happier than ever, and in the background a very proud Pa tries to say hi before she hangs up. She's even more excited than Clark!
Bruce is relieved, he was afraid the pastor would be homophobic. In that case he would've bought the church out from under him for the wedding, but this made it easier.

Bruce's designer knocks and Alfred leads him into one of the drawing rooms. Bruce had paid extra for him to see all 4 of them for their wedding outfits. And one by one they went in and made their big plans.
First Bruce, he steps into the room and closes the door. "Do you have any black and gold designs? I don't know what Clark plans, so we probably won't match, but I want something elegant."
After a short discussion, Clark goes in. He extends a hand, "Hi I'm Clark!" The designer nods politely and points him to lift his arms, ignoring his out stretched hand. "I need to measure you." As he measures Clark tries to think of what he'd want to wear. "I like blue- do you have anything traditional but blue?"
Soon he's shooed out, and Dick makes his way in. "Hey! I like velvet and dark blue, you have any ideas with those things in mind?" He's so excited that he's a little rude, but the just as blunt designer nods and pulls out some sketches.
Jason is last. He is silent until he's asked about colors and style. Then he pulls out his phone to show an idea he had.

After they all see the designer, Bruce walks him out and tips him handsomely. As he makes his way back inside his phone gives off a ping. That ping. He heads to his batcave entrance in the study and slips down there quickly. The boys are all suiting up when he arrives, and he quickly assigns tasks as he sees the reports on the bat computer. "Dick, Harley has some goons at a toy store."
He strips his shirt off and checks his phone, Clark is taking down some bank robbers in Metropolis.
"Jason, Black Mask is acting up, some arson and murder and suspicious shipments with his goons signatures near the docks."
He's pulling his cowl on when the last report comes in, "Tim come with me, the Penguin is trying to rob the meusem for the bejeweled fowl figurine they're displaying."
And then the house is empty except for Alfred, dusting the secondary sitting room.

Dick perches above the toy store and watches Harley Quinn in a mustache pull up in a van 'her idea of a disguise' he thinks as he rolls his eyes.
As the first goon exits the store he flips down and lands on his back, driving him to the ground. Thoroughly incapacitated he's no longer a threat. So Dick turns and smacks the second guy with his escrima stick. First disarming him and then knocking him out.
Harley jumps onto his back and he turns around just in time for the third and final goon to smack her with his bat- he was aiming for Dick. This knocks Harley off and with a few well placed kicks, Dick incapacitates the goon and knocks the wind out of Harley long enough to cuff her. Once they're all secured he calls the cops and waits up on the roof, in sight but not close enough for an anti vigilante cop to get him.

Jason wasn't so lucky. After swiftly caging the penguin in Arkham, Tim and Bruce hurry to assist Jason when he finally asks for assistance.
He is outnumbered and they have way more guns than he does. Jason could've handled it better but he got hit full force in the bullet proof vest by several shots. He isn't hurt badly, just bruised and maybe some fractured ribs.
But his mobility is now limited by the pain, and he was still massively outnumbered. "This must be a fucking trap." He mutters. Taking aim, he shoots one of the assholes through the eye.
He smiles lovingly when he sees his precious Nightwing land on one of the others heads. And then he shoots someone who was behind Dick. Tim pops up beside him and Jason sighs, "I almost shot you."
Tim rolls his eyes and throws his new and improved exploding batarang out at the closest cluster of gangsters. "You need to train more, the old Jason wouldn't have been shot by so many idiots so quickly." Jason grunts and takes aim at his next target, "No the old Jason was taken out by one fuckwad with a crowbar." He fires, reloads and smiles at Tim. "Sorry, I joke about it to ease the anger I have about it."
With one last kick Bruce drops the lead gangster into unconsciousness. "They were receiving a weapons shipment. That explains the over gunned aspect." They all split up to cuff or tie up all of the surviving gangsters. Bruce helps stack all the bodies for Jason, "I hate to be involved with your murders but I should've made sure you actually read the file on this case. Be smarter next time."
Bruce and Tim hop in the Batmobile, while Dick starts grappling back. He stops when he sees Jason struggling with his motorcycle. "Here babe, let me drive for you." He slides onto the motorcycle and Jason hops up behind him, snuggling into his back as Dick begins to drive.

At the Batcave Bruce evaluates each of their performances and gives them things to work on. He tells Dick to watch his back, Jason to be better prepared and Tim to get more sleep. "Your reflexes are slower, I know you've been skipping sleep again. You're banned from coffee until you get at least 8 hours in."
Alfred appears behind Bruce and sets down a tray of drinks, and a bottle of painkillers. "Hello boys, you're late for dinner. Master Clark has already eaten. Your suppers are in the fridge. Leave your costumes in a pile in the locker room, please and thank you."
Jason pops a few painkillers quickly and downs his cup of tea. Sighing with relief as he pulls his vest off. Alfred stops him before he can dress. "Master Tim reported you were shot. Let me inspect the injuries." With a bratty sigh and a middle finger to Tim, Jason does as he's told. Alfred nods, satisfied, and turns away. "They aren't fractured again, just bruised. Please don't worry me like that again."
Does Jason know how he knew they weren't fractured? No. Does he trust Alfreds impeccable judgment? Yes.
Tim and Bruce head upstairs together, discussing Conners expected role as best man in Bruce and Clark's wedding. That left Dick and Jason alone. Jason grins, sneaking up behind Dick and squeezing his ass.
Dick tenses and then after surveying the room to see if they were alone, he turns and kisses Jason.
"Hello to you too. Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Jason chuckles and unzips his pants. "Wanna find out?"
Dick shakes his head and leads Jason to the showers. "Uh uh not until we've washed." He strips and starts the water, watching Jason as he slowly undresses. Dick lathers up a loofah and begins washing himself as seductively as possible. First slowly washing his chest, and then sliding the loofah lower to wash his abs. And then lower. He bites his lip as Jason locks eyes with him. His gaze smoldering with intense desire.
He turns away from Jason and bends over to wash his legs from the ankle up, teasingly wiggling his ass at him. Jason curses under his breath and hurries to wash up, never taking his eyes off of Dick. As soon as he's clean, he grabs Dick by the waist and yanks him close.
Dick grins and bats his eyes innocently. "Why are you all worked up?" Jason kisses him softly, and picks him up and pins him to the wall. "I just love my fiance so much." He whispers and slowly kisses down Dick's neck. Dick whimpers and tangles his hands in Jason's hair. "I love you so much too."
Jason had planned to manhandle Dick, and have one of their rounds of rough sex they both so enjoyed. But looking into those beautiful eyes and knowing he'd agreed to marry him, Jason was overwhelmed by love.
He sets Dick down and kneels, kissing his thighs and hips and slowly moving the kisses in towards his inner thighs. Dick is bright red and vulnerable, unable to be witty or tease or do anything but melt under every perfect kiss. Jason kisses the base of Dick's dick and slowly drags his tongue up to the tip. He laps at the dripping precum and then gently takes him into his mouth.
He bobs his head slowly, first down until his lips are against the skin at the base, then up until he's suckling the tip. Dick whines and twists both hands into Jason's black hair. Jason slides a hand between Dick's legs and circles his hole. He eases the first finger in and suppresses a groan of pleasure when he hears Dick moan sluttily. He pushes his finger in and out, slowly but with just enough pressure to make Dick quake.
Dick is wobbling when Jason's second finger enters. Between how he fingers him and his perfect mouth swallowing his dick- Dick was a mess.
Jason longs to be inside Dick, but he doesn't want to stop pleasing him for even the moment it would take to change positions and acts. He swirls his tongue around him and is ready to drink every ounce of his hot cum, when Dick pushes him back.
Panting, red faced and barely able to stand Dick turns and puts his face against the wall- pushing his ass out towards Jason. "P- please Jay." He whimpers.
Jason can't deny his Dickybird anything, and wouldn't want to deny him this. He spreads his cheeks and licks across his hole. Dick whines and Jason forces his tongue inside. He laps at the walls and groans softly. Pleasing Dick made him so hard it almost hurt. He worships Dicks ass with kisses and licks his hole again. Trying his best to make Dick moan. Instead Dick whines softly again, "Jay...make love to me..."
He begs, "please, please... I want you Jay. I love you.." Jason can't wait a moment more, he stands and slides his throbbing cock into Dick's prepped hole. Dick's legs give out and Jason catches him. Lowering him onto his hands and knees, he starts thrusting in and out. He's trying so hard to be slow and gentle, but Dick moans, "Faster!"
Dick is so beautiful like this, Jason thinks. His head tipped back, eyes closed in ecstasy, body shaking as Jason delivers waves of pleasure with every thrust. Jason pulls out to his tip and thrusts back in one more time. Dick is finally pushed over the edge and he cums hard. Ropes of cum splatter the floor, and the way his body tenses and rocks mixed with him moaning Jason's name pushes Jason over the edge too. Jason cums hard, filling Dick up. When he finally pulls up he can see it leaking from his perfect pink hole. He reaches for his washcloth and helps sit Dick up so he can get him clean again.
"I love you so much, I always have." He purrs as he rubs Dick back. Dick smiles shyly up at Jason, "I love you too, so so much."