On with the chapter.
BTW, smut chapter ahead so I will give a warning before and after it is done. Yes I know I said that after I get 200 votes but I have temptation OK leave me alone!

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Wayne Manor, Damian's Room

"GRAYSON!!!" Damian is really pissed, Dick has not been leaving him alone ever since that stupid breakdown which he had and ever since Jon asked him out. With a rose. And a note. While it's cliche to Damian himself, it's a symbol of undying love for Dick and he's been pestering Damian about it for three days.

Dick whines, holds up the blush and eyeliner in his hands while Damian sits on his bed "Dami c'mon! It'll be fun. Besides, you and Jon have a lot of tension and are made for each other. Take the plunge, Jon already made the first move."

Damian growls "I already accepted Grayson, there is no need for this melodrama." Dick sighs, sets the brushes down and hugs Damian who recurrently accepted.

"Just a little bit of blush, for me?" Dick practically pleads and Damian sighs, gives up because Dick is just so FUCKING persistent.

"Just a little bit of maroon." Damian grumbles and Dick has the brightest smile on his face when he picks up the brushes again.

Damian already regrets this.

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Metropolis, Jon's favorite restaurant

"Dames!" Jon calls, eyes crinkling at the corners when he sees his friend enter the little shop and Damian's head whips over to him before he's coming over to join Jon in the table he had made reservations for.

"Hello Jonathan." Damian says casually, doesn't say anything when Jon pulls him into a short side hug "This is a nice place."

"Haha, yeah, Mom and me used to go here everyday." Jon says with a smile and Damian scoffs, lightly punches Jon's shoulder "Your such a sappy bastard." Jon grins still.

"Having fun with your family?" Damian shakes his head, sighing "No, they are an absolute nightmare to be around. But their... alright." Jon notices the underline affection under the exasperated tone Damian is feigning.

Damian looks really good actually, just wearing some skinny jeans and a black shirt with the classic Nightwing symbol on it. Those skinny jeans though...

He shakes those thoughts out of his head before he could get hornier than he already is and instead turns to look at Damian's handsome face, lined with the slightest ting on blush.

"You look nice." He blurts out and Damian offers a small smile, his eyes gleaming "You look rather dashing yourself." Damian says and Jon smirks, knows how good he looks which his long curls over his face and black ripped jeans and a tight red long sleeved shirt.

"Do you know where Colin is? I haven't seen him since we had that... Ahem." Damian has a genuine blush on now and Jon grins, federal "I'm sorry I don't know what your talking about, can you specify?"

Damian's eyes narrow dangerously but with that adorable blush on his face it's hard to take in as scary and growls out "Jonathan, I will not repeat it. Where is Colin?" Jon hums, the grin only becoming more federal and then he jumps because---

Damian's socked foot is suddenly rubbing over his clothed crotch and he grips the table firmly, trying not for it to break with his superhuman strength and looks wide eyed at Damian's smirk, blush still evident on his face.

"I'm sorry what was that Jon?" Damian question, innocently when the waiter comes over to their table and smiles at the waiter who nods with a polite smile "I will just take some spaghetti without the meatballs, you Jon?"

"A-ah I'll just take the steak please." He manages because god fucking dammit even Damian's fucking foot is talented, the waiter doesn't question his behavior so he takes it as a good sign.

Their food arrives not so later, with Damian taunting him with his foot and with his mouth asking completely innocent questions about Ma and Pa Kent. Jon smiles at the waiter and said waiter nods at both of them.

"Dames stop." He begs, and Damian hums thoughtfully "Please I'll do anything." Damian grins, cheekily and then the foot is gone "Good. Now where is Colin?"

"Denmark, undercover case for eight weeks." He answers quickly and Damian nods, taking a bite of the noodles and Jon himself digs into his steak because wow that was one hell of a footjob and he still has a boner, which he tries to calm down and convince that they could have a good fuck with Damian later.

Lunch went and came and now their heading to Jon's apartment, which is much closer than Gotham and Wayne Manor so they choose to walk. Or Damian chose to walk, maybe just to torcher him a little bit more.

The moment Jon opens the door and Damian is inside, he's pushing Damian back against the wall, holding him there and groping his ass which Damian just arches into happily.

|Warning:: Smut Ahead|

Damian gasps, letting Jon further into his mouth and then their battling for dominance which Damian easily wins and their pushing their way to the bedroom, flinging the door open and trying to discard their clothes.

But surprisingly, they don't do it like the usual, they kiss for a fair amount of time, feeling each other up gently with the occasional gasp and groan until Jon tries to take off Damian's shirt which Damian complies in and then Jon's shirt is off.

Damian shoves his hands down Jon's pants and is happy to feel the growing boner and starts unzipping Jon's pants to just drag them and his underwear to his knees so his cock could spring out.

Jon groans, pleased with the way Damian manhandles his cock in a way that shoots spikes of pleasure up his spine because god Damian was never selfish in the bedroom.

He's kissing down Damian's jawline, licking his neck and leaving small hickeys here and there while Damian gasps above him, hands not stilling from where they were still pumping his cock.

Jon starts undoing Damian's button and Damian lifts his hips up so he's fully exposed and Jon grins, feeling slightly smug at the state which he has Damian in now. At his mercy.

"J-Jon." Damian gasps when Jon spreads his legs further, placing them on his shoulders and blows cool air over Damian's clit and Damian bucks his hips, keening "Please."

Jon gives as good as he gets, licking around Damian's cunt before dipping it into the slit, never fully going in but making Damian moan everytime. Damian's thighs squeeze a little too tight but if he was to choke here then it'll be a damn good death.

He could tell that Damian was getting close, if his inability to keep his moans down was any indication but he doesn't stop, he's going to make Damian feel good. He deserves it so much.

Jon's tongue dips into the side, where he knows Damian is the most sensitive and laps over it in quick, long strokes and Damian is tugging his hair so hard it's almost painful and silently screaming above him before he cums with a loud moan.

Damian pulls Jon up again, pressing his lips against Jon's own in appreciation almost and then breaks apart to ask "Condom?" Jon stumbles over to the dresser and pulls open the drawer to get out a fresh box of condoms cause the other ones got over a few weeks ago.

The shorter one of the two rolls them over so he's on top and Jon groans when Damian tears open the packet with his teeth and Jon takes a hold of Damian's fingers and sucks on them.

"Jon I n-need to---" Damian doesn't like the feelings that escalate when Jon looks at him like a particularly adorable stray kitten, it's not that he dislikes the look, but he wants to save the mushy bit for later. And that later being never.

"Damian." Jon hums around his fingers in that sinful voice of his and Damian manages, with less grace than usual, to slide the condom on Jon's leaking cock and Jon groans.

Damian positions himself over Jon and then he's sinking down, loving the stretch Jon's rather large cock had and gasps. Jon moans unashamed and claws at Damian's perfectly muscled thighs while tossing his head back, eyes blown.

It's a slow pace at first, both of them adjusting to each other and soon turns more heated with Damian situated firmly on Jon's lap while Jon bounced him up and down while meeting soundly with his pelvis. Damian swears, interrupted by his moans and gasps was the most beautiful thing Jon has ever heard.

It escalates quickly from there, Jon pulling out of Damian who gasps at the sudden emptiness before pushing him back against the bed, pushing right back in and Damian's whole body surges up with a pleased whine.

Their in a frenzy now, all thoughts of taking it slow gone and now replaced with desperation and lust which is what both of them want. To forget what's been happening and go into their own safe haven.

"Jon! Harder Jon, Jon god Jon!" Damian keeps chanting his name like a prayer and Jon moans, burying himself deep inside Damian's tight cunt harder, groaning with each thrust and Damian screams, loving Jon's cock which had been pressing against his prostate for god knows how long.

"Close..." Jon gasps and Damian moans, clawing at Jon's back, surely leaving marks which they'll both admire in the morning and nods frantically.

Jon knows he doesn't have much more time left so he goes to rub at Damian's cock and Damian loses it, cumming harshly and screaming wordlessly and Jon yells just loud enough for the Neighbor upstairs to scream a prompt 'Shut the fuck up what are you doing in there!?' before coming just as hard inside the condom, seeing starts behind his eyelids.

|No More Warning|

Jon threw the condom in the bin before coming back out the bathroom with a wet towel, cleaning them both out and kissing Damian one more time. Damian doesn't dare move because he knows his bones will protest.

"Dames I... I want to tell you something." Jon admits in the darkness in the room, even though it was still noon. Damian hums and rolls over so that he's facing Jon, the super doing the same.

"I mean, don't take this as a bad way but I just really want to have more than... whatever we are right now. I want to be exclusive, like a proper couple because Dames I... really really like you. Since we were kids and I---"

"Why do you like me?" Damian asks, quietly and not maintaining eye contact with Jon. Jon raises an eyebrow skeptically and places a hand over the curve of Damian's waist and pulls him closer.

"Many reasons actually, but most prominent of them being that your you Damian. Your so strong and honest and are not afraid to be judged by people no matter how much they question you. Your so amazing, and talented and god so sexy it's unbelievable." Jon grins "What other reason would you like?"

Damian chuckles, shaking his head and pressing a hand over Jon's chest.

"No other." He answers sincerely and Jon smiles, pressing a kiss against Damian's inviting lips. And then asks "So are we... official?" Damian rolls his eyes "Yes Jonathan we're official."

"And are you ok with that?" It's a completely normal question and Damian is surprised to find that he has a completely normal answer for once "I'm... I'm OK, with us I mean. We wouldn't... I wouldn't be here it it wasn't."

"I'm glad to hear that Dami." Jon smiles and it lights up the whole room.

Damian doesn't know how long it'll Take Jon to realize that Damian is not the guy he should be looking at. Because Jon deserves so much better.

But I'll play along, just for you.