~You and Jason go to a nightclub one night to try and scope out black mask, but get a bit preoccupied~

•Completely inspired by a scene in TMI books with a little smutty twist, enjoy!! ;)

((SMUT warning))
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Hopping out of the shower you wiped the steam off of the mirror to take a good look at yourself. Funny how you had never been nervous before to go undercover for a case, but then again you never had to go this undercover especially with Jason of all people.

The two of you are complicated, messy, and above all way too stubborn. Combing your wet hair back with your fingers you walked out of the bathroom and headed towards your wardrobe. Flipping through clothes you heard a knock at your door. "It's Jason." Your eyes widened. "Are you ready yet?"

"No, not really." You rubbed your eyes and sat at the edge of your bed. Before you knew it he swung open the door without hesitation.

You stood up and held onto your towel tightly. "That wasn't an invitation to come inside." He leaned against the doorway with a smug look painted across his face.

"Is that what you're wearing?" He crossed his arms and looked you up and down, slowly admiring that you only had a towel wrapped around you.

His outfit was surprisingly not bad. He had a black button up on, except the first three buttons were undone, and half of his chest was peaking through. Along with black satin pants and leather shoes.

"Stop staring at me. I know I'm breathtaking." You scoffed and turned away focusing back on your wardrobe. "Oh come on say something, anything."

"I have nothing to say to you. Now, get out so I can finish getting ready." You knew he was speechless by his lack of words, and that's saying a lot about him.

You started to feel a bit guilty, but you had no other choice. It's not like the two of you would actually work, because in what perfect world does someone get to be with the person they want?

"I'll be downstairs." Before you could speak up he slammed your door shut.

Letting out a deep breath you sighed. "Tonight should be fun." Rolling your eyes you managed to pick an outfit that was kind of perfect for the occasion.

It was a silky black dress with a side slit, a bit short, but it was manageable. Quickly throwing it on you grabbed a pair of heels and slipped into those, but as uncomfortable as they were they did make the outfit come together. Drying your hair you fixed it up to be fluffy with a few loose strands, even did a little bit of makeup to really sell the disguise.

Taking a glance at your jewelry box you spotted the golden locket Jason had given you many moons ago, back when everything wasn't so complicated and messy.

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You walked downstairs to be greeted by Dick, Bruce, and Jason all standing around the front door. "Wow." Dick was looking you up and down in amazement. "You look great out of uniform." Tucking a few strands behind your ear you rolled your eyes playfully.

"Since we're going to a nightclub I figured why not go all out?" Jason's jaw clenched as he drank in the sight of you. You didn't notice, but he was filling with huge envy right now that all of your attention was towards Dick. That was until he saw what was dangling around your neck and smiled to himself.

Bruce cleared his throat. "Now, remember the plan. Get in and find some useful information on what Black Mask is up to, and watch out for each other." His eyes darted from you and back to Jason. "Don't do anything stupid." The green eyed boy laughed to himself.

"Define stupid?" You shot him a warning glare. "Oh relax, we'll be fine." He reached his hand out for you to take. Gradually taking it you prayed that tonight would go smoothly and according to plan, but sometimes that isn't always how fate sees it.

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The car ride was way too quiet, and all that could be heard was the roaring engine of Jason's black Impala. Oh, how you missed being in this car with just him, alone. "You do look—absolutely stunning tonight." You moved out of your thoughts and turned to him.

"Well, it's not everyday you get the chance to go out and be normal without having a cape on. Even though it is for gathering intel I do enjoy the subtle disguise." You smoothed your hands down over your dress and held onto the hem at the bottom. By the look on his face you knew he was thinking about something. "What is it? What's the matter?"

His hands clenched onto the steering wheel out of habit. "Dick seemed to enjoy your dress a little too much, did he not?" Someone's jealousy is poking through and it's painfully obvious. You couldn't help but smile to yourself and he noticed that right away. "What's with the smirk?"

"Oh nothing. I'm just reminiscing on how easily jealous you can get when it comes to Dick." You finally pulled into the parking lot of the club, and Jason quickly parked the car, and as you felt it come to a stop you could already sense the tension brewing. The car was off and just as you were about to open the door Jason locked it.

"I'm am not jealous of the pretty circus boy. I was just observing." His eyes were looking you up and down. He leaned his arm over the edge of the seat and continued to stare at you. "If this is going to work we have to act normal with each other." You shook your head and looked away avoiding his eyes to look out the window.

"Don't worry I can be a great actress." He sighed in defeat not wanting to push the conversation any further. "Let's go." Getting out of the car you made your way around to him and instantly felt him pull you into his side with his hand gripping at your waist, and then both of you started walking in unison.

The two of you held up fake VIP passes to get in front of everyone else who was in line. The bass of the music was blasting and almost everyone was pushed together a bit too close. You started to feel hot and Jason took notice of it. He leaned down over you "Let's get a drink."

"No, Bruce said—" Jason shook his head and smiled.

"Bruce isn't here, and besides we need to blend in. We can't do that without a little push." Nodding in defeat the two of you made your way to the bar. Jason leaned over the bar and shouted. "Two vodka sodas." You scanned the room to see if you recognized anyone from Black Masks crew. "Here." Gradually you took a sip and surprisingly it didn't taste bad.

"It's so hot in here." He laughed and for the first time tonight you felt he was being genuine.

"That's because we're surrounded by a bunch of sweaty drunk people." He made a face and rolled his eyes playfully.

You looked past him and glanced at the people dancing the night away. "Let's dance."

He shook his hand and took another sip of his drink. "Absolutely not, I'll look like an idiot."

Shrugging your shoulders you set your drink down and grabbed his hands. "You said blend, so at least have some real fun besides drinking at the bar all night." He rolled his eyes and followed behind.

"I'll have you know that drinking is real fun to me." Shaking your head you gradually guided him through the crowd and managed to get right in the middle and started to dance.

You danced on your own for a bit and saw him watching intently. "It doesn't hurt to at least try." He shook his head with a smirk and refused once again.

This time you moved closer to him, sliding up his body the way you had seen the other girls around you do it. You didn't have the confidence before since you were always afraid of slipping up or falling down embarrassing yourself, but months of training had helped you tremendously.

He finally gave in, and his hands fell to your waist as he started to move in sync with you.

Pressing your body close against Jason's you noticed how he had shut his eyes as he focused, and once he opened them a light spray washed over everyone on the dance floor. Both of you noticed it was a gold shimmery liquid and took in account it had to be some kind of hyperactive serum, but Jason seem to already know what it was. "Remember that story I told you about that one crazy night I had in Central City? The story about the mystery liquid?" You shook your head.

"Of course I remember. You always had such pride in yourself for it." You smiled at him and watched his eyes light up.

He paused. "This stuff is exactly that, and it can make you feel—"

"Euphoric?" You whispered. He leaned down once more, and you could feel his breath lingering in your ear.

"Exactly. Now this can be—real fun." He pulled back, and you watched the liquid drip down the palm of his hand. "Of course, we don't have to do it. Only if you want too." You didn't know how to feel about it mainly because the two of you are suppose to be undercover, and sober.

You pulled him down and moved close to his ear. "If we do this Bruce will kill us and we'll be benched for at least 2 months, maybe more!" He pulled away an grinned widely.

"It's not everyday we get to go to a club, you said that yourself. I'll do whatever you choose." You felt your heart skip a beat at his last choice of words. Slowly nodding you gave in to his temptations.

He lifted his hand up and slowly licked his palm. His mouth was lightly covered in gold luster and his eyes were hooded as he stared at you with his full attention.

Your hair was in front of your face and his fingers brushed across your collar bone to move the stray strands out of the way. "Just trust me." The tension was too much for you to handle and you grabbed at him to pull his body closer to yours.

Gripping his shirt you pulled him down to kiss you and felt his hands clutch your waist tightly. He tasted sweet, and you felt the liquid dance its way down your throat. Pulling away more of it came pouring down and both of you gave in.

You couldn't help but giggle and started to dance, but as Jason tried to grab you, you spun away from him, and into someone else's arms on accident.

He was a charming blonde fellow and as his hands were moving to your waist, that's when Jason finally caught up with you and moved you out of the way to grab at his throat. "Get off of her before I break your hands." The guy took one glance at Jason and backed off. He grabbed at you and quickly you wrapped your hands around his neck. Both of your bodies close together and radiating off intense heat.

The gold shimmer came down scattering once again over all of you and it felt like strange tears were streaming your face. "I thought you said we needed to blend in." You were starting to feel its affects kick in more and felt light on your feet.

He tilted your chin up. "Only with each other. Don't run away from me again." You couldn't help but grin to yourself, because you knew deep down he was still jealous towards others.

His shirt was drenched and almost all of the buttons were undone. "Or what?" He shook his head and continued glaring at you.

You were in his face now and moved your hands up his arms and trailed your fingers along his chest hearing him groan in frustration you smiled. "Come with me." Grabbing your wrist he led the two of you out of the crowd and towards an alcove that was hidden behind two huge velvet red curtains.

He moved them aside quickly and dragged you in behind him. It was so dark you could barely see him unless he was up close. "Jason where are we?" You backed up against the brick wall and felt the cool sensation spread all over your back. His hands pressed against both sides of your head as he moved closer. You knew what he was thinking and you wanted nothing more than to give in, but you couldn't. His lips rested over yours waiting patiently, but you quickly spoke up. "We can't. We've done too much tonight, and if Bruce finds out—" You looked away from him and let out a shaky breath.

"Fuck Bruce." You turned back to him wide eyed. "I know you still feel something for me. Why else would you be wearing this?" His hand gently reached up to trace the chain hanging around your neck and tugged on it. "Why else would you have kissed me?" You could feel his fingers dancing across your collar bone and trailing down your arms.

((Explicit nsfw: SMUT Warning 18+))

"Jason—" You felt his hands move to your neck and he tilted your chin up with his thumbs. "There's too many people here, and someone could walk in on us." Moving your head to the side you could see the some light peering in through the curtains.

Your head was buzzing from the liquid and you knew it was causing some type of physical affect on both of you, and you were slowly giving in to it.

"They won't." He quickly turned your head back wanting all of your attention to him. "We just have to be quiet." You couldn't take it anymore and wanted him so badly, and before you got the chance to do it his lips collided with yours first.

You teased him as you pulled away mid kiss and felt him smile against your lips. Your hands trailed up and down his chest scratching lightly, and as you hooked onto his belt loop you pulled him into you closer and felt him moan out loud.

Quickly you covered his mouth. "We have to be quiet, don't we?" He shook his head and your hands moved to unbuckle his belt. Taking your hand from his mouth you slipped into his underwear and felt just how hard he was for you and started to stroke. "What? Does this feel good Jay?" His eyes were shut as he nodded.

His hand traveled to your breast and you felt him squeeze tightly and let out a moan. "You're being such a tease." He practically whispered against your lips as he whimpered. You deeply missed how close the two of you were and right now it felt like you were living inside a dream.

His hand dropped to the hem of your dress and his fingers slid your underwear down just a bit. Gasping you felt his finger gently rub circles around your clit, and slowly move up and down your folds. "Look how wet you are, and all for me." His lips trailed kisses all down your neck and you felt him nip the soft spot above your breast, hard enough to leave a mark.

He slipped one finger in and your hand gripped onto his shirt so tightly you felt like you were going to rip it as he started slowly pumping in and out. His knee spread your thighs farther apart. "Don't stop—please."

"That's my good girl." Before you could reply he slipped in another finger and started to pump a little faster. "Look at you all hot and bothered just for me. How long do you think you're going to last?" Your face felt hot and his lips hovered over yours before kissing you tenderly.

"Fuck—Jason." You let out a breathless whisper. He instantly knew you weren't going to last much longer and fastened his pace.

Gasping you closed your eyes and gripped him tighter as his fingers curled inside you and moved at a much rougher pace. "Say my namer, louder."

"Jason—fuck—I" and just like that it was quick, almost vicious, and sticky. His fingers slowly stopped moving and slipped out of you.

"I love hearing you whimper my name." His lips whispered in your ear and trailed towards your lips, and you could feel him smirk before tilting your head up and kissing your jaw sweetly. His fingers were moving down to trace your shoulders and he eased both of the straps of your dress down.

You gathered his belt and pulled him in towards your body and heard him grunt. "I want you, now." His hands dropped to the hem of your dress and tugged at it. Turning to the side you spotted a small table at the end of the alcove. He quickly saw the spot and picked you up by your waist moving towards the table.

Plopping you down at the edge, he hiked up your dress a little before kneeling down in front. Gently kissing your thighs you felt him gently nip. "Try to keep quiet for me. Can you do that?" His eyes looked up as he drank in the site of you. Nodding you watched him move your underwear to the side and felt his tongue explore you. "You taste so sweet, do you know that?" You groaned once again and ran your fingers through his curls as you felt him curl one finger inside you hitting your sweet spot as he picked up the pace.

You knew if he kept at it you were going to come
undone for the second time. His tongue flicked at your clit and licked up and down slowly knowing it was driving you insane. "Jason—please I'm going to—" and then just like that he stopped everything and stood up.

"No, you're not allowed to, at least not yet." You pulled him in between your legs and tugged at his pants. "I want to hear you say it." His hands moved up towards your neck and tugged at your necklace. "Go on, beg me for it."

"Jason, please fuck me." His hands dropped to both sides of you and you could hear his fingers taping on the table as his face moved closer to yours.

"Are you sure? Once we start, I won't be able to stop." His finger tips trailed your thighs.

"I want you." That was all he needed to hear before drawing his fingers to his lips and you watched him wet them and start to touch himself.

"Be good and spread your legs for me." You did as you were told and felt his tip hover in front of your entrance and slowly he moved it up and down. You couldn't help but gasp and grab at him. "Shit." He gasped out and pressed his tip against you once more and you felt him enter inside you slipping all the way in this time. "God—you feel amazing, and so wet around me." Your hands flew up to his neck and gripped it tightly as his one hand held onto your waist. He slowly started to pump in and out of you keeping a steady pace until you adjusted to his size. "Look how well you're taking it." You started moving your hips forward and back with his rhythm.

His head dropped down and rested in your shoulder and you felt him leave sloppy kisses as he made his way to your breast. He was kissing and biting gently on your nipple. "Stop being so gentle with me. I'm not going to break." You felt his hand rest around your neck as he gently urged you to lay down. His hands gripped your waist and you felt him roughly pump in and out a few times only to quickly pull out. "What are you—" His tip rubbed between your lips for a moment and without hesitation he slid back into you. "—Fuck I can't—I can't take it anymore." He pinned your hands above your head and kept pumping.

"(Y/n)..." he as whimpering you name as his body was shaking. "I think I'm gonna—" His fingers gripped your thighs tightly, and you felt him pull out suddenly. Sitting up from the table you used your hand to pump him fast until you watched him come undone.

"I love hearing you moan my name like that." You slowly stroked him and watched how fast he slid his fingers back inside, you moving faster and faster knowing you were just as close.

His face was inches from yours once again. "Tease me all you want (y/n), but I'm going to make you cum again for me, and only me. That's a promise." Breathing heavily against his lips you felt yourself release under his fingers and his pace started to slow down. Both of you took a pause and looked at one another, gently you kissed him tenderly, and pulled away slowly.

The shimmery liquid was the push both of you need to shackle up with one another once again. "So, now I know why you said that night in Central City was crazy." He let out a chuckle and shook his head.

"Not as crazy as compared to tonight." His hands rested around your neck comfortably. Resting your foreheads against one another you both couldn't help but continue to stare at one another. "You know I knew you still felt something for me. I knew it the second you came down the stairs with that necklace on." Out of habit you gripped the locket and felt your heart skip a beat.

Just then before you could answer you heard Jason's phone start to ring. Your eyes widened realizing it was Bruce. Tugging your dress back down you watched as Jason quickly zipped his pants back up. Picking it up he cleared his throat before answering. "Yeah?"

"What have the two of you been doing? You haven't responded to communication for almost an hour." Both of you looked at one another and couldn't help but grin.