Log: Too much walking shoes worn thin

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who: Jason Todd
what: Jason exploring and being down during Tavernfest.
when: September 24th- October 5th
where: Around the city
warnings: Some heavy drinking, cursing and possibly fighting. update: nsfw in Loki thread.



A: Perimeter Guard Headquarters
Jason hadn't been sure where he would be assigned to today, he had come in again freshly sobered and just a coming off the tail end of a hang over from being out at Tavernfest the night before. He always tried to make sure he was sober by the time he was due to work in the AM. He was in proper uniform and like always his guns were strapped to his thighs. Being at work was the only time he really had a chance to let the weapons out or have a chance to use them.

To many heroes in the city for him to really get much of a chance to do much. He tried to hide a yawn as he stood quietly killing time.

B: Tavernfest + Bookstore
Jason had hurried home once he was done with work, changing quickly into the fancy clothes he had bought the first day of the festival. Slicking his hair into a proper Victorian style, and grabbing the cane shaped umbrella, and hurrying back out the door. Only a quick hello offered to his roommates as he quickly changed by his bed and left.

Stopping at different places to try the different foods and the pairing options. It was fun, he had never had much of a chance back home to do stuff like this. It was nice. He walked along, the umbrella over his shoulder, a black and red pattern that went well with his suit. Humming a certain Rhianna song to himself since he was bored and moving through the crowds looking for the next place to stop.

"Excuse me." He spoke, squeezing through a small crowd to get to the edge of a bookstore he had not found yet, making his way inside to close the umbrella, tapping the rain off and moved inside to look around. Drinking could wait when there were new books to look at.

C: Jay's favorite Divebar. (After talking to Bruce over the network)

Jason stared solemnly down at the phone in his hands. He was Sitting at his favored place at the bar. Not bothering to play pool, or go out back looking for a fight. His fancy festival jacket hung open as he sat at the bar, the frilly black shirt still in place. His hair was messed all up, and he generally just looked a mess from how fancy he looked the days of Tavernfest. No he sat there quietly working on his drink. Rereading the messages between him and Bruce... not Bruce. Whoever the child was.

Each time his pint was empty he just tapped the glass without looking up.

They had come so far from his rage when he returned to Gotham. So much bad blood, so much time lost... it was his fault of course. Everything was his fault. He kept opening a new text but never sent it. Loki's name waiting for it to be sent but each time he closed it and looked back to Bruce's messages.

How were Dick and Damian handling this? He knew he should go knock on that door and question them, offer an olive branch to help his older brother and his growing house of boys. After all, he had NO doubt at all that Dick was going to take little Bruce in the way Bruce had taken all of them in.

He lifted his finger tapping the glass again.

D: Umbrella
Being Gotham born and bred, Jason knew the fancy umbrella wasn't exactly needed. He was used to miserable rain, it almost never bothered him. It was near midnight that he was out tonight, not dressed up for the festival. Dodging people that got to close as well. Dressed in his normal civilian clothes. His red leather pants he had gotten not to long ago during the acid rains, and a black long sleeved shirt. His big black boots splashing on the sidewalk as he made his way through the night streets. Taking in the sounds of the city, the way he did when he was upset, or just needed to center his energy... the same way he helped calm Bizaaro. Listen to the life of the city.

Cities were alive.

And god did the life of this city make him miss the cesspool he called home. He hated Gotham three fourths of the time, but, it always called him home.

E: Anything else?

Comments

[ikols]

[ Jason has a way with words that most wouldn't expect of a gun-wielding vigilante. It's all the books he's in love with, Loki now knows, he has a fondness for literature that feeds his active mind in ways the bullets can't, poetry laces through his bones like a marionette. His eyes aren't as the harsh, stunning electric blue of Tony's, instead an ocean with depths she can't yet see all the way to, willing to drown a little if it means she understands Jason better in time to come.

Her groan pitches higher when she sinks down to the root, hips rolling to stir his thick cock and loosen her up, tight enough that the Goddess of Lies can't hide her whimpers when she first begins to move. Even that initial sting is delicious, urging Loki to kiss him and stifle all the embarrassing noises he drags out of her. ]

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[ Jason hated to be predictable, books had been his escape long before Bruce snatched him off the streets of Crime Alley. An escape from the horrors of his life, a means to sound smarter and sharper than was expected. A better life didn't rob him of that, in fact it was a means to devour more words. Both an intellectual and a fighter. Both sides of him warred at any given point.

Those blue eyes stay open as their lips crash once more. His hands moved squeezing and teasing her nipples as she moved, the noises had gotten a bit of a grin out of him before their lips met, it was only once the kiss grew that Jason moved a hand down from her chest to where they were joined to rub at her, to help her along. Fighting his urges to flip them over and take over. He wanted this more even when his body wanted more movement. ]

[ikols]

[ The twitches that run through her come as an over-sensitive, untouched body arches into his every touch. Loki pants into his mouth whenever the kisses break for air, eyes screwed shut as he pushes her closer to her first orgasm with more speed than she would have though possible ... but then, it's been a long time since the picnic and Tony's hands were on her, eliciting similar shivers. Her dalliance with Jason at Trixie didn't count, that was mindless craving.

This is so much more personable, catching the eye of her dear friend as he holds off from fucking her and lets Loki set the pace. Her arms wrap around his shoulders and she runs long nails through his hair, lips ghosting over his as she reads the longing in his gaze. Her voice quavers. ]

Your turn to top?

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[ Jason couldn't say much, he had been a quivering mess in the leather shop after months of ignoring his body to jetset across the world and work. Loki had been the only person he had let get so far, even if he had a few possibilities opened. The only one that mattered to him at the moment was the beautiful body he was buried deep inside of. His gun calloused fingers worked at her, wanting more than anything to drink in her reactions. ]

Soon, you first. [ He spoke nearly breathless as he a shutter ran through his back at the feel of her nails in his hair. He was a gun totting vigilante, but he liked to pretend he was a gentlemen sometimes, the lady had to get off first. ]

[ikols]

[ Winning all the brownie points is in his nature today as Loki shares his smile and kisses him gratefully, a fist knotting in Jason's short curly locks so he can feel the moment her body tenses up after a mere minute or two of riding him hard; she gasps and her hips flick down firmly, over and over as her cries grow thinner, crying out his name as her body cinches around his cock like a vice despite the way Loki continues to move, alight with pleasure that only seems to spur her on. Slick shines on the insides of her thighs, running down to stain his leathers. ]

JasonJasonJason ... !

[ A shudder wracks her to the bone and she presses in close, breasts pushed tight to his sweaty undershirt, rocking over the hardness gripped inside her aching walls like she can't wait to be sore tomorrow. ]

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[ The sound of her breaths and cries, his name on those lips on a mantra made him worried he might blow before she finished, utterly turned on and putty in her hands as she rode him hard just the way he liked, even without having ever said as much, he had no time to contemplation that as a loud groan escaped him when her body clinched more around him. He couldn't be bothered to worry about his leathers, or how sweaty his undershirt was, and while he wanted to escape the building heat of being trapped in his leathers he didn't move. Not with the goddess using him in the best ways. ]

Come on, baby, let go for me. [ He growled low, his fingers trapped between their bodies still trying to help push her over the edge.] Scream for me.

[ He couldn't help the rush at the idea of someone hearing her. He had always been a bit of a trouble maker after all.]

[ikols]

[ She hopes she doesn't pull out any of his hair; that's her last rational thought before the world turns white and Loki grasps at him as gravity rocks and she comes hard, sobbing in relief. Disentangling her grip from Jason's curls, her hand flies down to stop him from touching her once she reaches her limit.

Loki crumples forward, shivering on his lap without words to express how good she feels. Only the twitching in her legs can do that. ]

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[ Jason was teetering right on an edge when she pushed his hands away. The list in his eyes burning as he l watched her moving ad she was, the pulling of his hair had him ready to go, while he worried about his hairline, thanks to a certain brother, he didn't worry about Loki yanking it. A little pain went a long way with him.

When she came he took a deep breath. And just strokes her hair lovingly trying to calm his body he knew they'd go again soon so for now it was fine.]

How are you feeling, Lola?

[ikols]

[ The hand in her hair and the new nickname (like those Tony gave her so freely) has Loki wrapping around him in a hug with an answering whimper, desperate to keep him close. Ah, sentiment. ]

You didn't ...

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[ He had a bit in common with Stark it seemed from red helmets to nicknames and a closeness to a certain deity.]

It's fine, next round. [ He offered easily as he worked to catch his breath.]

[ikols]

[ Giggling into the curve of his neck, she plants sweet kisses up to his cheek and nuzzles there, copying him in catching her breath too. When she does, Loki braces herself on his shoulders and separates from him with a stifled gasp to step back from the couch.

She keeps hold of one of Jason's hands. ]

I think we're done with your kinky outfit for now, don't you? You won't need it in the shower.

[ With a lazy wave in his general direction Jason's clothes vanish in the same style as Loki's before, all of them dropping in a nearby pile seemingly out of midair. That must be comfier for him. ]

Better?

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[ Jason stays lazily working on his breathing. It helped to calm his body down, at least for now. Much like forcing his temper down through meditation. He's sure Durca didn't teach him these things as a way to prolong libedo but, who cared.

Jason's eyes followed her as she got up and he looked greatful to escape his leather prison. ]

Damn, your going to kill me. But what a way to go.

[ He shifted himself up, not wanting the goddess to have to pull him up. Once he was on his feet he ran a hand through his hair pulling his hand free to move his arm around her shoulder.]

Humor me, I'm about to do something ridiculous and fun. Ready?

[ If she said yes, he would sweep her up bridal style. ]

[ikols]

Ah!

[ Lighter through every day spells that her siblings certainly don't use, Loki is swept up in Jason's arms as easily as any mortal, laughing delightedly as her arms instinctively loop around his neck. She kicks her feet. ]

I'm impressed you can walk with your dick as hard as that, let alone carry me.

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I'm multi-talented. And your adorable so, let's not look in the gifted horses mouth think.

[ He teased, even if Loki was right it was a challenge but he lived for rising to challenges. Moving towards the back where he saw the bathroom.]

[ikols]

Then onward, noble soldier! To the faucet of steamy dreams!

[ Waggling her brows because she knows she's a hoot, don't worry. ]

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[ He grined down at her as he carried her on, once in the bathroom he admired the glass shower as he placed Loki down.]

Well,let's go. [ He spoke as he pulled the door for her. He loved hot showers so much.]

[ikols]

In you come, gentleman-mine.

[ Tugging him inside the shower, she sets the water to a bearable heat and wraps her arms around him again as water plasters dark hair to her shoulders. It he doesn't protest, Loki will pull him forward so Jason has her between himself and the tiled wall. ]

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Why, thank you milady.

[ He teased playfully in return as he made his way into the shower. Normally he'd have it much hotter but he's not concerned with the heat of the shower for once. He wrapped his arms back around her. The water almost weighing down his short hair and running down his body.

Once he was pulled forward he dipped down just enough to reclaim her lips, the arms around her, sliding down to her hips.]

[ikols]

Mmm ...

[ Melting against Jason's naked body, she twists around in his arms and arches to put his cock between her cheeks, ass sliding under the drip of the shower, skin-to-skin. Her smiles nips at his lips over her shoulder. ]

Still wearing a gun or are you pleased to see me?

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[ Just when he thought she couldn't get any hotter she managed to. A shutter rolled through him. ]

Fuck

[ The word escaped, moving a hand down to grab hard at one of those luscious cheeks, shifting just a bit to rub his cock more between them.]


Definitely pleased to see you.

[ikols]

Prove it, vigilante boy.

[ Her head tips back on his shoulder and Loki braces a hand against the wall to steady them as Jason's weight tips forward. Her breathing grows shallow, anticipation aching between her legs where water isn't the only thing dripping, her thighs still glossy with the sheen of her first orgasm. ]

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[ His eyes traveled down her beautiful body, restraining himself for now, as best he could while still teasing. At her challenge one question spung from his lips.]

Any rules or limits? [ He asked low, both hands moving down now, planning to make a move once he has his answer.]

[ikols]

[ A softer smile kisses his cheek. Since he asked ... ]

No gags or restraints. That's all.

[hititwithacrowbar]

No problem there, be as loud as you want.

[ It certainly helps the ego. As for restraints, he was give it take on that, it was hotter to be dominated than to take someone else's power.

Once the kiss was placed on his cheek he shifted once more to make it easier, his hands on her hips as he moved to ease himself in from behind. Not waiting to wait any longer to be back in the dizzying heat.]

[ikols]

[ Loki is happy to oblige that request as the full length of Jason's untended cock sinks back in to the root, spreading her around a hot girth that makes her insides ache for only a moment, stretched from playing on the couch but still unused to his searing bodyheat as it rubs at her raw walls. She squirms over him, shoulders plastered to his chest, and reaches back to comb through his hair with every shallow roll of her hips that draws out a moan.

It's always unbelievable that she can feel this way. ]

So good, Jason, [ breathy praise descends into a loud cry as she finds the best angle, ] right there ...