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Bruce Wayne had been seen as a quiet man as he headed the Wayne Mafia. He ruled Gotham’s streets with a straight face, just like his father used to. He was fair with his rules and expectations, but he was intense with his punishments whenever anyone stepped out of line. He expected people to do their jobs correctly and be transparent, having no tolerance for lying and stealing. Gotham’s crime rate remained low and criminals had respect for Bruce, even if they weren’t on his side.
When Bruce passed away, people expected his heir to be either just like him or weaker, someone they could control easily.
Dick Grayson was neither of those things.
Dick was Bruce's eldest adopted son, and like his siblings, was mostly kept out of mafia politics - Bruce didn’t want the other leaders to know details about his children, just that they existed. However, Bruce had included Dick in many decisions regarding the Wayne Mafia, so when Dick took up the mantle, people weren’t expecting Bruce’s heir to be more ruthless than him.
Dick surprised everyone by ruling the streets of Gotham with an iron fist. He was strict and unforgiving, incredibly so, and willing to do whatever it took to stay on top. Dick wasn’t afraid of underhanded tactics, like murder and causing injuries to make his point clear. He didn’t just lead his task of enforcers - he was part of the group, going out into the streets to enforce discipline himself. Dick was a handsome man with a cruel reputation; keeping Gotham in line through fear and intimidation.
There was only one man who could soften Dick’s exterior, even if just a little. That was his adopted brother, Jason.
Jason didn’t grow up in the politics of the Wayne Mafia, as he, and his younger brothers were shielded from a lot of the darker parts of it. Tim did eventually become the accountant of their group, and Damian became one of Dick’s elite task force who ‘cleaned up’ those who crossed them. Jason, while eventually becoming firearm trained like the rest of his brothers, chose not to spend his time in the public eye too much.
Jason didn’t enjoy the killing and bloodshed - he preferred quiet, domestic things over violence. He was more of a mother figure to Tim and Damian, while Dick maintained the fatherly role that Bruce did. Jason handled their household chores, including cooking and cleaning for them. Jason found it comfortable and it made him happy.
It was also very obvious to everyone that Dick and Jason had a sexual relationship. Yes, they weren’t related by blood, but they did grow up like siblings. The concept of two men who were essentially raised as brothers having sex regularly was something that most people in Gotham found off-putting, but they would never dare say it aloud - Dick had eyes and ears all over the city after all.
Dick and Jason’s relationship began to become apparent when Jason occasionally appeared in the Wayne Mafia headquarters to drop off something or fill the role of Dick’s right hand man when necessary. Most of the time, he was in a full suit like the rest of the Wayne Mafia members, but sometimes he would drop by in an apron with form fitting workout clothes underneath. It was those times that Dick looked at Jason with hunger in his eyes, like a predator hunting his prey.
Soon, Jason began reciprocating. They would kiss and touch in front of the Wayne Mafia members, with Dick groping and fondling Jason shamelessly when he came to the headquarters without a care of who could be watching. Some members stationed at Dick’s penthouses mentioned how Dick and Jason would fuck like rabbit for hours, making lewd and lascivious noises that made it clear that their sex wasn’t vanilla. It was also abundantly clear from those sounds that Dick was on top all the time - this news was scandalous at first, since Jason was clearly taller and more muscular, but looking at their roles, it began making sense.
Soon, Dick was making sure that Jason made an appearance whenever he had big meetings with company CEOs. At first, Jason was just there as his right hand man, but soon, Dick couldn’t keep his hands off of him in public.
It was at one of these major meetings that Dick decided to make sure everyone knew and could see just how intimate he could be with his ex-adopted brothers now that they were lovers. The meeting appeared to be just an ordinary one, with six other high-profile people and their security guards in the room with him. As the meeting continued, it was clear that Dick wasn’t sitting alone. About an hour into the meeting when the room fell silent, there were soft slurping and moaning noises. The mafia leader bit his lip ever so slightly, indicating that he was the one being pleasured.
One of the guests directly asked Dick about it. Dick didn’t attempt to hide it, saying that his lover hadn’t satisfied him enough today, and so Jason had to continue pleasuring him during the meeting. Dick was frank about the way Jason’s lips looked, stretched by his cock while he was down on his knees. The discomfort in the room was palpable, but the leaders all did their best to focus on the topic at hand.
When the meeting ended, everyone quickly exited the room, cheeks red. Dick waved his bodyguards outside of the room and then rolled his chair back. Jason was still there, between his legs, dutifully sucking his cock, with his apron catching much of the spit dripping from his mouth.
Dick slowly pet Jason’s dark locks before intertwining his fingers in his hair. Dick sped up the pace, fucking Jason’s face hard and deep - while most people would be sputtering and choking, Jason wasn’t; he had learned to take Dick’s cock like a pro. Jason’s eyes were soft and barely focused - he was enjoying the roughness. The humiliation, the control, the degradation - Jason loved every part of it.
When Dick came down his throat, Jason swallowed dutifully; he was used to the taste now. Dick smiled at him, the same smile that made practically everyone else in Gotham tremble - Jason smiled back, he knew that Dick was genuinely happy with him, and that he was safe.
Dick motioned for Jason to stand up and turn around. Jason grinned - he expected the entire board room to reek of sex for weeks after they finished, and they wouldn’t have it any other way.