“I’m not asking you to.” Tilting his face, Jason pressed his lips to his mentor’s, standing on his tiptoes and applying pressure. Bruce was rigid for so long that he started to fear the worst, then something seemed to snap and he crushed the boy against his chest, winding his arms around his back and nearly lifting him off the ground. Jason again offered him his mouth, and Bruce’s tongue greedily accepted.
OH MY GOD. Okay, I know this is from an amazing fic, but it’s just really nice to have a visual to see all that awesomeness. I love how Jason is tiptoeing just to reach Bruce and I love how Bruce’s hands are messed against Jason’s back, and bunching up his shirt. I feel the level of desperation in that kiss. Man, this is so beautiful bb <3