???JonDami Oneshots???

▪️◻️◻️Both boys are 15◻️◻️▪️

Damian's pov

I finished changing out of my Robin suit and was polishing my katana when Jon walked into the cave. I glanced up at him.

"Hello hayseed." I said as a greeting. Jon's eyes locked on me.

"Hey Dami..." I swear it sounded like he was purring my name. I glanced up at him. He'd gotten very close. Close to the point that I began backing up.

"Jon," I warned.

I backed up until I couldn't anymore. I swallowed nervously as my back hit the Batcave desk. Jon pinned me to it, hands gripping either side of the desk with me between them.

"J-Jon, what are you doing?" I stuttered. Jon hummed, leaning down to my neck. I tensed as I felt his tongue lick up my neck. I shuddered despite the strong wave of heat that washed over me.

"Something I should've done awhile ago." He whispered before leaning in. I gasped softly as he captured my lips with his.

This is what I've dreamed of for years. Jon kissing me with his soft lips, his breath hot against my skin.

One of his hands moved from where it gripped the table to hold my waist. I shivered at his touch, shying away from his lips briefly before going back in.

His lips felt right against mine, right enough that I cupped his jaw as he deepened the kiss.

An odd noise came from my lips as Jon nipped at my lower one. His tongue poked teasingly at the crack between either of my lips.

I opened my mouth and was immediately pressed harder into the desk. Jon's tongue explored my mouth seductively. His tongue danced with mine as I felt my knees go weak. Luckily for me, Jon had a firm grip on my waist.

I let a moan escape my lips as he continued feeling around, pulling away for air briefly before going back in.

I couldn't quiet believe this was happening. I'd never thought Jon would be into me, clearly I'd been wrong. All those times I'd thought about how his lips would feel against mine, how his hands would feel against my skin, how his voice would drop to whisper in my ear, all of that was coming true.

Jon's hand that wasn't on my waist began feeling up my sides. He pushed me further into the desk until I was forced to brace a hand behind me to hold myself up.

I sucked in a surprised breath of air when Jon snuck a hand up my shirt.

Then we were interrupted.

"Jon we've found..." Father trailed off. I parted from Jon who glanced back at my father. I blushed in embarrassment.

"F-Father!" I exclaimed. "Please don't look so concerned, nothing was going to happen!" I exclaimed, pushing Jon away lightly but it seemed he did not want to comply.

"That's not what I'm worried about..." He said. I noticed a syringe in his hand.

"What's that for?" I asked. Father sighed and looked back as Grayson.