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[Oak leads Jason to a greenhouse deep in the park, surrounded and protected by a tall thickets of spiky bushes. Once through those, they enter the greenhouse proper. It's bright and warm, the floor carpeted in soft grass.] My home.

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worth_the_cost

[Jason looks around, suitably impressed.] I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it's nice.

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ihavewood

You were expecting a hovel? [Oak grins, shedding his jacket.] I am a scientist after all. [He waves to a corner when he has a small lab set up.] I'm still working on a few things. There's been a rash of heavy metal poisonings down near the dock. I'm working on a treatment. There are too many homeless kids down there.

Drink? [He asks, offering Jason a glass of sweet juice.]

Edited Date: 2013-09-30 09:53 am (UTC)

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worth_the_cost

Hovel no, maybe something a little more.. natural, but the greenhouse suits you. Probably one of the factories dumping illegally. [He mutters that to himself as he glances around.]

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ihavewood

Plenty of nature here. [He plays with the boxes of seedlings along the edges of the room, smiling as they croon and purr to the touch.]It's bright and protected from the smog of Gotham, and warm even in the bitterness of winter. And it's my haven.

[He smiles and holds a hand out to Jason.] So? Did you want to see more of my tattoos?

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worth_the_cost

[Jason looks at Oak's hand, hesitating just a moment before taking it.] Show me.

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ihavewood

[Oak steps back and sheds his shirt and pants. He holds himself still for Jason to admire, shameless in his exhibitionism. The vine tattoos cover his body, curling around his arms and legs. An oak tree design comes up from the waistband of his shorts, blooming up the planes of his stomach.] Like what you see?

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worth_the_cost

Very impressive. [Jason licks his lips looking Oak up and down.] You do them yourself? Or did you have help?

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ihavewood

I did most of them myself. Once the ink is under my skin, it's easier to move into the right spot. This one... [He smoothes his fingers over the oak,tracing down the trunk,] Selwyn helped me with. He's surprisingly clever if you remind him to keep his claws tucked away.

[He plays with the waistband of the shorts.] Do you want to see the rest of it?

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worth_the_cost

Selwyn? Oh Cat... man?

[Jason licks his lips, watching Oak's hands. His voice is low and rough when he speaks] Yeah. I want to see.

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ihavewood

[He nods as he easies his shorts down. The oak tattoo works its way to the root of his very hard cock, the roots weaving around his shaft like a Celtic knot and spreading over the tilt of his hips. He grins and purrs in return.] If you want a closer look...

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worth_the_cost

[Jason slips his jacket off, the heat of the greenhouse starting to get to him. He steps closer, brushing his fingertips over the branches at the top of the oak.] That must have hurt.

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ihavewood

Not so bad. It started as an acorn here. [He takes Jason's hand gently and guides it to the centre of the trunk, arching a little.] It's been growing ever since.

So, I've shown you mine. [He plays with the hem of Jason's shirt.] Do I get to see yours?

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worth_the_cost

[ Jason laughs, pressing his hand flat against Oak's skin.] That must have been interesting to watch.

[He pulls his shirt off, and kicks off his boots at the same time. A bit awkwardly with how intoxicated he is. He's not as scarred as Bruce or Dick are, probably less than even Tim, but the life he leads has left it's marks scattered across his body.]

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ihavewood

Interesting to watch and even more interesting to feel. [He strokes down the truck, teasing the curl of the roots.]

[Oak steps closer, stroking and touching the scars, first on Jason's arms and then his chest. He investigates each before leaning in to kiss one near Jason's shoulder.]

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worth_the_cost

How do the feel? [Jason doesn't have any tattoos, though he's always admired Roy's. He knows the hurt at first, but what must a moving one be like, under the skin like that.]

[He shivers, and ducks his head to nuzzle Oak's hair. This feels reckless, but that's what he wants right now, that small thrill of danger.]

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ihavewood

They move, under my skin. [Oak purrs, still kisses his way over Jason's shoulder.] They quicken to your touch, just as I do. You makes me bloom!

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worth_the_cost

[Jason's breath hitches and he pets one of the flowers with one finger.] Bloom, yeah, I can get that.

From:

ihavewood

[Oak shivers and moans softly. He runs his fingers over the scars on Jason's chest before leaning in to kiss him soft and slow.] Bloom with me?

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worth_the_cost

[Jason groans, cupping Oak's cheek as they kiss.] Yeah, [he whispers, nuzzling into another kiss.] You got a bed here somewhere?

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ihavewood

[Oak chuckles against his lips and takes his hand.] This way. [He leads Jason to a smaller greenhouse with a huge bed. The four tall posts are trees in their own right and form a canopy of dappled soft greenery. The bed is spread with sheets of the softest silk.] Is it a vanity that I don't like to give up the finer things in life?

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worth_the_cost

Everyone needs something nice in their life. [Jason hasn't let himself have anything nice in a long time. Yet another thing that makes his therapist twitch. He ducks his head, fumbling with his belt. He's really overdressed at this point.]

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ihavewood

[Oak smiles and drops to his knees, taking Jason's belt and pulling it away slowly.] And how do you...spoil yourself? [He licks his lips as he reaches for Jason's fly.]

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worth_the_cost

[Jason laughs softly] I'm pretty sure this is it.

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ihavewood

I think I should be honoured. [He coos, wrapping his hands around Jason's waistband and easing his pants and shorts down together. He licks his lips again, looking up at Jason through his mop of red.] May I?