Bottom Damian Week // JonDami

November 1st

Prompt: Sex pollen-fuck or die

~Smut~

- Both boys are 18 -

3rd person pov

"Pick up the pace Superboy! You're the one with super speed!" Robin shouted as he and his partner raced down dark halls. Jon groaned from behind him.

"I'm tired Robin!" He whined.

"Our fathers' lives are on the line, quit complaining and hurry it up!" Robin snapped.

Jon groaned, wishing the ceilings weren't so low so he could fly.

Eventually they reached the end of the long narrow hall, practically glued together became the place was so small.

Superboy used his super strength to kick down the metal door. Robin withdrew his katana and Superboy readied himself for a fight.

But no one was behind the door.

Robin cursed in frustration. Superboy looked around the room in confusion it was completely empty except for a large flat screen on a table and a silk bed in front of it. There was very little light coming from a broken ceiling light.

The walls were impenetrable. Superboy found this out the hard way when he tried kicking the left one.

"What in the-" He mumbled. Both young men jumped when the flatscreen suddenly lit up.

On the screen they saw Batman and Superman. Jon covered his mouth. Superman was bleeding, surprisingly since he was the man of steel. Small pieces of kryptonite were stuck in his skin and he was hanging over a deep vat of liquid kryptonite.

Batman in the other hand was shackled to a wall, beaten black and blue, and bleeding, a few angry looking dogs held in a cage in front of him.

"The hell? Let them go!" Robin shouted at the screen. There was a unfamiliar laugh.

"Sorry Robin no can do. You two have simple instructions on how you can save your beloved mentors." An unknown voice said. "Are you willing?"

"Anything!" Jon exclaimed in anger.

"Alright then. Take a look at your scenery. Your final task in freeing your mentors is to fuck. One another." The voice said. Jon turned beet red.

"Maybe not anything..." He mumbled casting a glance at Robin who had pulled his hood up. Jon used his x-ray vision to see the other was also blushing.

"Then I suppose your fathers will have to perish." The voice giggled and Superman began lowering closer to the vat. The dog's cage door creaked open just a little.

"Wait!" Robin cried. Superman stopped lowering and the dog's cage door was shut again.

"W-we'll," He cleared his throat. He can't be serious. Is he? Jon thought to himself, eyes flickering between the screen and his best friend -also long time crush-.

"We'll do it." Robin glanced at Jon through his domino mask and lowered his hood.

"That is, with your consent Superboy." He said carefully. Jon's mouth felt dry and his throat closed up. His head was spinning.