Growing up like they have, their focus on one thing, it's no surprise that wrestling like that, putting the fight into it, turns them on. Yet Dick is still shocked how good it feels. Not the fight, not the drugs, but his hands on Jason like this, of flipping him over and putting him down on that mattress.

Realizing that he wants this. Not because they've dosed him, put him in this position, but he wants Jason. Maybe it should bother him but in the end, all he wants is more.

Gripping his hips, wanting to leave bruises on that strong body that might last for days. Using that hold as he draws back and then slams into him. Hips bucking with a sudden ferocity, using the hard grip to jerk Jason back on him. Every thrust makes sharp sounds and rough groans, unable to hold back his pleasure in action or sound as he pounds hard into him.

"Always so... damn demanding,' he manages in low grunts, taking as much as giving in that moment.