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“Jason…when I said I wanted to get out more, I didn't mean we should go hiking on a fucking mountain!”
“Your fault for not being specific, pretender. Come on, the cabin isn't too far now.”
Tim followed Jason up the winding mountain path - his boyfriend really was the worst sometimes. Tim had been overworking on a job and then suggested getting out of Gotham for some fresh air and a mini vacation. Jason claimed to know just the spot to go. Thus, the two began an intense mountain hike at 8 in the morning, and now the sun would be setting soon. Tim’s legs felt like jelly and he just wanted to lie down - he was not a physical activity type, and he wasn’t quite sure why Jason brought him all the way up a mountain.
Luckily, they could see the cabin in the distance and they went right for it. Jason went ahead with the cabin keys, opening the door before Tim managed to drag his tired form all the way to the door.
Jason stretched as he entered first, saying, “Welcome to my cabin safehouse. Might be a little dusty, but the water and electricity are still running, so let's wash up.” The cabin was small but it was fully furnished with a fireplace. Tim watched as Jason went to gather some firewood before starting a fire with his lighter. Tim put his backpack down and sat down in front of the fire; the warmth felt heavenly compared to the chilly wind outside.
Tim must have dozed off for a bit, because by the time Jason went to collect him, the older man had already showered and was wearing nothing but a pair of sweatpants. He was drying his hair as he nudged Tim, “Wash up, you’re sweaty Timbo. I’ll get dinner ready based on the stuff we packed and non-perishables I have in here.” Tim groggily looked up at his gorgeous boyfriend before nodding sleepily and walking over to the shower.
While it was a cramped shower, Tim couldn’t complain about how good the warm water felt on his aching muscles. Tim took his time, lathering himself in Jason’s soap, causing his body to smell like his boyfriend. Tim knew that if he stayed too long, Jason would come get him, assuming that he had fallen asleep (this had happened once before), so he eventually turned off the heat and began toweling off. Jason had left the pajamas that Tim had packed for himself outside the door; Tim grabbed them and dressed himself before joining Jason in the kitchen.
Jason had somehow been able to perform kitchen wizardry and have a meal ready for Tim as he got out of the shower. Jason had always been an amazing chef, and this was something that only proved it more. Tim wasn't sure as to what exactly Jason had made, but it tasted good, and after a long hike, he ate it all. Jason ate with him before going to the sofa to take out the sofa bed.
Tim asked him, “Are we going to share the sofa bed?”
Jason nodded, “Well, I do have to be conscious about the amount of furniture in this cabin, so it's the only bed we got. Don't worry, it's large, so I won't crush you at night.” Jason went to get an extra pillow while Tim decided to wash the dishes. Once the bed was ready, Tim plopped into bed beside Jason, who had closed all the lights. Tim turned onto his side, Jason spooning behind him.
Tim had begun to slowly fall asleep when he felt something hard poking at his thigh. He tried to ignore it at first, but it felt like whatever was poking him was moving back and forth. Tim pushed his hips back, earning a soft moan from Jason, as though he was suppressing it.
Oh.
Tim rolled onto his stomach and looked over his shoulder, whispering seductively, “If you wanted to fuck me, you just needed to ask me, Jay.”
Jason's face was obscured by darkness, but Tim could imagine him blushing while simultaneously wearing a shit-eating grin. “Didn't think you'd be up for it, Tim bird. I did push you hard as fuck today so we’ll get to see a beautiful sunrise tomorrow.”
Tim brought his knees inward and raised his butt, saying, “I am exhausted, but a good fuck does do wonders when you're tired. Why don't you mount me, Hood?” Tim got comfortable on the bed as he heard the sound of a condom wrapper being opened. Jason turned on the lamplight and began lubricating himself. Tim looked over his shoulder as he pulled down his pajama bottoms and watched Jason slick himself up. Tim spread his cheeks as Jason began to push into him.
Jason hissed as Tim groaned, “Fuck…fuck…” Jason slipped an arm under Tim’s abdomen to keep him up as Jason draped his body over his. Steadying himself with one hand, Jason began to thrust, causing the sofa bed to squeak below them. Tim braced both his hands on the bed below them and slowly began matching Jason’s thrusts. Tim moaned wantonly, Jason knew everything about making him feel good - being longtime lovers, Jason practically memorized which spots felt good.
Tim arched as Jason hit his prostate, moaning and begging into Jason’s ear, “Yes…! There, right there!” Jason plowed him harder, causing Tim’s tongue to hang out of his mouth and him to drool. Tim curled his toes as he approached his orgasm. Jason could tell that Tim was close, and he wrapped his fist around the tip of Tim’s prick.
With a few more hard thrusts, Tim howled as he came in Jason’s grasp. Jason fucked him through the orgasm and came inside the condom. As Tim lay forward on the bed to catch his breath, Jason got up to throw out the condom and wash his hands. He then returned and lay beside Tim on the sofa bed.
Jason chuckled as he caught his breath, “Isn't that ironic? I got to mount you on a mountain.”
Tim gently smacked Jason, “You're killing the mood. Go to bed, Jay.” Jason kissed Tim’s forehead and pulled the duvet over the both of them.