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The steam curled in the air, twisting and turning slowly as you stepped out of the bathroom; towel wrapped tightly around your naked body. Your damp hair hung loose around your shoulders, tiny droplets of water from the ends tracing down into the towel.

The apartment was quiet. Peaceful. You had the place to yourself tonight. Dick was out on patrol, and wouldn’t be back till at least 4am. You padded through to the kitchen, planning to make yourself a hot chocolate to snuggle up in bed with as you finished the last chapter of your book. Perfect.

You bustled around the kitchen, humming to yourself softly, as the kettle began to boil. You jumped and gasped when you heard a loud clatter from the living room. The fear shivered down your spine and made your skin prickle. Your eyes darted around, looking for a weapon. Something to defend yourself with. 

The flood of panic throbbed through your veins as you heard more banging and then uneven footsteps, coming towards the kitchen. You tried to reach for the knife drawer but stopped when you heard the voice.

“S-sweetheart?”.

Dick. It was Dick. Your Dick. Relief washed over you and allowed yourself to smile. When he appeared in the doorway, he was still clad in his Nightwing outfit but he looked dishevelled. His dark hair was damp and matted against his forehead, sweat curling it wildly. The skin you could see looked flushed and sticky.

“Dick? Are you ok?”, you started to worry. Was he getting sick? Is that why he was home so early?

“Did something happen?”.

Dick’s domino mask covered his usual ocean blue eyes, replacing them with a cyber white distortion. He felt the heat clawing through him, desperate to burst into flame and consume him. He swallowed, looking over your body.  Wrapped up in a fluffy white towel. Bare. He could see the curve of your breasts, the dip of your waist and the full length of your legs. A strangled sound formed in his chest, the blood rushing south.

“Nightwing?”, you joked softly.

Dick growled. Hearing you say that name. Fuck. The heat roared and he closed in on you, caging you against the kitchen counter. His breaths were ragged as he looked down at you. Heart pounding rapidly. The lust pulsed behind his eyes.

“Say that again”, he demanded, his voice clipped with desire.

You shivered against him. The feel of his suit grinding into your body. Looking up in the whites of the mask, you pressed your palm to the centre of his chest, the middle of his symbol.

You had no idea what had gotten into Dick, but you were happy to oblige him.

“Nightwing”, you purred.

Dick crashed his lips to yours feverishly, kissing you with a burning passion. You coiled your arms around his neck, your fingers carding into the back of his hair, tugging hard. He growled and rutted his hips into yours desperately, letting you feel his hard cock.

His tongue stroked along your lips, begging for entrance. You opened the kiss and moaned into his mouth, letting him swallow up the sounds. 

Dick whined, feeding off your perfect little sounds. His gloved hands travelled the full expanse of your body over the towel. The sensation of the suit material made you shiver. The fresh scent of your body wash invaded his senses, making his cock twitch painfully against his suit. Fuck. You’d used his favourite. The coconut one. His hips thrust forward again. Fuck, he needed you badly.

His lips dragged across your cheek and down your neck, nipping and sucking on your exposed flesh. Clever fingers found the tie on the front of your towel and he ripped it off in one fluid motion, leaving you completely bare.

“Fuck-sweetheart”, his voice cracked, the neediness seeping through and coating you, “Fuck…please…please let me”, he begged.

He licked over your collar bone before sinking his teeth into the junction of your neck. Fuck. Dick wanted to be careful but he couldn’t control himself, the pollen heightening his arousal. His gloved hands moved up from your waist and palmed your breasts, pinching your nipples. They pebbled instantly. Your head tipped back as you mewled in pleasure. The coarse material of his gloves felt amazing.

“Baby”, he pleaded, “L-let me make you feel good”, he choked out, fingers dipping back down your stomach, dancing just above your pussy, “Please sweetheart…fuck- I need-”.

“I need you too”, you moaned and circled your hips, giving him all the permission he needed.

Pushing you further back into the worktops, Dick let his fingers slip down and through your folds. Even with the suit he could feel your heat. How wet you were for him.

He cursed under his breath and made a husky, guttural sound. The sweat trickled down his spine as he pushed two fingers deep into your core, thumb swiping over your sensitive clit. He was rewarded with a sharp gasp and a moan of his name. It felt like a sharp crackle of electricity, hearing the sounds of bliss leaving your lips.

“That’s it sweetheart”, he grunted, driving his fingers deeper into you, feeling your walls flutter around his digits. You pulled his hair each time he hit that sweet spot inside you. The tingles of pain turning into immeasurable euphoria thrumming through him.

“Fuck you feel good baby”, he murmured and latched his lips back to your neck, intent on marking you. The rush he felt when he saw the blossoming bruises littering your skin made his blood race.

Dick added another finger into your wet heat and thrust faster, feeling your legs start to quiver against him, “That’s it”, he moaned, “Cum for me…you look so fucking pretty when you cum for me”.

His thumb pressed harder against your clit as he stroked it perfectly. The white hot desire felt like molten lava as your climax tore through you. Your forehead dipped forward, pressing into the cool material of his suit, your mind felt a little hazy from the intensity. You pressed a kiss to his chest and shuddered as an aftershock of your orgasm rippled over your body.

“Dick…”, you hummed softly.

You gasped and gripped his bicep as his fingers started to pick up their pace again. Your sensitive walls clenched around him.

Dick panted and pressed his damp forehead to yours, “Baby, sweetheart, please. I need you. I need you so bad”, he moved and began to press kisses to your temple, groaning your name.

Whimpering into his shoulder, your nails dug into his arms, “Dick…”. You could hardly think with the overwhelming pleasure flowing over you. Your hips jerked into his hand and you sobbed.

Taking his fingers out of your core, his face crumpled at the loss of heat. He gripped your hips and rubbed his bulge against your wetness, seeking comfort. An ease for the burn, “Please sweetheart, I'll do anything. Just let me fuck you. Baby I promise it'll be-”, his sentence faded into a desperate moan.

You nodded and purred softly, “Please Dick…”, you kissed his neck, biting down playfully.

You were rewarded with a primal moan, “Fuck…bend over for me baby, over the counter- please- now sweetheart…please don’t tease me”.

Turning on the spot quickly, you bent over the counter, pressing your rapidly heating body into the cold marble surface. You hissed, your palms facing down in front of you.

“Fuck”.

You heard Dick fumbling behind you. Zips ripping hastily and material dragging loudly. You had no idea how his suit worked but you didn’t care. You just needed him.

One of his hands found its way back to your hip, the other tightly gripped his cock, fisting it.

“I - I-”, the words died on his lips as he swept his cock through your slick folds. He whined and jutted forward, inching the tip into your pussy. His fingers dug into your hip and he groaned loudly, trying again, “Fuck- sweetheart…”.

You pushed back and sank more of his shaft into you, singing his name in bliss. He stretched you perfectly, the curve of his cock hitting your g-spot.

A mangled curse mixed with your name left his throat as he thrust deeper into you, unable to hold himself back. Finally burying himself inside your core helped soothe the sharp sting of pain from the pollen.

One of his gloved hands traced up your spine, followed quickly by his burning lips. Thumb pressing on the artery in your neck, enough pressure to make you gulp. He grunted into your ear as he drove faster, feeling your velvet walls spasming around him making it harder to pull out from you.

“Fuck-”, he murmured, his voice thick with lust, “You always feel so good wrapped around my cock baby”.

The blood pounded in his veins, the fire all but consuming him as he drowned in the feeling you provided for him.

“Give me another one”, he begged, “Please baby”.

Dick let go of your throat and snaked it around your front, finding your clit. He flicked his fingers over it as he continued with his brutal pace behind you. You sobbed, feeling your orgasm closing in.

“Dick!!”, you cried out, your nails scratching into the kitchen work surface. Your vision blurred as you came, mind a hazy mess as you rode the waves, rolling over your body.

“Yeah- fuck- just like that baby”, Dick grunted as his pace began to grow uneven. He sunk his teeth down into his lower lip, watching you shaking below him. Soaking in your orgasm. The sight sent him over the edge and he released inside you with a husky groan. Hot seed coating your walls.

Allowing a moment to revel in the feeling, Dick caught his breath back but the oxygen ignited the flames in the pit of his stomach. He felt the desire coiling again, his cock still hard inside you. It throbbed as his seed leaked, spilling between you both.

“Sweetheart”, he murmured, kissing the spot behind your ear, “Please…”.

He pulled back and sobbed as his cock slipped from your inviting core. His face twisted desperately, aching to be back inside you. Dulling the painful want.

Pushing up, you turned around to look at him. His eyes, still hidden by the whites of his mask, you imagined were still black and shining with desire. Your hand stroked along his damp cheek, thumb brushing his lips, “Take me to bed Dick…”.

Turning his head he kissed your palms tenderly, letting your affection caress him. Stoking the inferno of the pollen. He nodded and lifted you easily, carrying you towards the bedroom.

 ———

 Dick gently lowered you onto the bed, letting your body sink into the soft mattress. His gaze raked over you, taking in every delicious curve of your body. The desire spread through him like wildfire and immediately he climbed on top of you, kissing your jaw working down to your neck.

You purred with delight, his lips like silk against your skin. Your soft sounds encouraged him as he mapped your body. You felt the firm outlines of his muscles flex as he worked over you. They grew taut and you felt his cock throbbing against you again. Precum leaking from the tip, staining your inner thigh.

“Baby, you taste so good”, he groaned and stretched up to kiss your brow, his hands grabbing at you when he could.

You ran your palms over his suit, the material cold and hard. You wanted him. You needed to feel his skin rubbing against yours. His heat radiating, sparking your own uncontrollable lust. You whimpered, frustrated.

Dick pressed his forehead to yours, “What is it sweetheart?”.

“I want to feel you”, your voice was raw and laced with want, “You”. You put your hands on either of his cheeks bringing his lips to you, ghosting yours over his, “Please baby”.

He ground his cock desperately against your pussy, your whines spurring him on, the sounds drawing all the blood to his cock, “I know, baby”, Dick gripped your hips and he hesitated to pull away, the lack of contact almost too painful to bear.

You slid your hand down his body, his suit fabric rough to touch. You wanted his skin. His hard muscles. You had to feel every inch of him, his need seeping into you.

“Dick please”, you begged, “Take it all off…I need to feel you…I want to see you, taste you”.

Dick shivered at your words, your touches. The thoughts of his naked body pressed into yours sent his mind careening. The fire stoked inside him, venomous want boiling through his system. He pulled back and growled desperately, he wanted to be back on you. Clumsily he tore off his suit, throwing it to the ground. The cool night air licking at his damp skin. He whined and lastly peeled off the domino from his face.

Finally, you saw Dick. You took in his perfect body and swallowed seeing his hard cock throbbing against his abs. It twitched, sensing your stare. Letting your eyes trail back up his body, you saw the lust blown in his eyes, blue dissolved into black.

He crawled back onto the bed, falling easily between your splayed thighs. A soft pant left his lips and he shivered at the touch of your body. It quelled the painful toxic feeling firing through his nerves when he’d separated from you.

“Dick…”, you sighed in pleasure, “You feel so good”. Having his skin rubbing along yours was perfect.

Dick started to kiss down your body, moaning with every kiss against your heated flesh. He nipped and soothed as he went. Teeth and tongue. Over and over. You writhed under him, purring his name. Fingers threading into his curls.

He sank down your body, until he was level with your sopping core. The scent of your arousal was intoxicating as it mixed with his. Plush lips worked over each inner thigh, brushing over where you wanted him the most. Where he was dying to be. God, he wanted to taste you. Devour you until you screamed.

His cock throbbed between his legs, rubbing against the cotton bedsheets. It was a poor substitute for you, but it provided the friction he needed.

“Dick!”, you gasped as his tongue flicked over your clit. He repeated the action and growled, the vibration making you sob.

Slender fingers worked past your soaked folds and eased into your pussy, stroking your tight walls. You cried out and your thighs involuntarily clamped around Dick’s head. He groaned, continuing to work you.

Wet lips wrapped around your sensitive bud, sucking it as his tongue rapidly danced over it. He drank up your moans and thrust his digits deeper into your core, pressing against your g-spot.

You jerked and screamed his name, fingers tugging on his hair as you came all over his tongue. Your slick was mixed with his seed from the tryst in the kitchen. Bittersweet.

Soft, needy kisses littered your thighs and stomach as Dick rose up slowly. He was panting, your desire damp on his face. He was a sight to behold. Fucked out, lust driven.

“Please…please let me fuck you baby”, he begged, grinding his hot, cock against your over sensitive pussy. It pulsed and he grunted as it slipped between your soaked folds.

“Give me another…please, I’m begging you-please”, the tip pushed against your opening and he whined, “Fuck-please…tell me I can”.

You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist and pulled him forward, pushing more of his length into you. You hummed and threw your head back into the pillows, your hair fanned around you, almost looking like a halo. Your skin was covered with a sheen, making you glisten in the glow of moonlight through the window.

“Fuck me”, you murmured, “Please Dick…it feels so good when you’re inside me…filling me”.

Your words, like a catalyst, made the flames erupt deep in the pit of his stomach and roared through his veins. He snapped his hips into yours and sheathed his cock fully inside your pussy.

He growled in delight and pulled your body impossibly closer as he thrust into you, picking up a desperate pace. The way your walls clamped around his cock made him curse. Pulling him deeper.

“Sweetheart”, he whined, “Fuck…I- I-”, he didn’t even know how to finish his sentence. His mind fuzzy with euphoria.

Your nails scratched down his back, leaving angry red marks as he fucked you into the mattress. The bliss taking over your body. You kept your legs around him in a vice like grip, holding as much of his body to yours. You loved the way his solid muscles flexed as he drove into you, pushing you towards your end.

“Dick!”, sobbed and arched your back, pressing your breasts into his chest.

“That’s it sweetheart”, he coaxed, angling his thrusts perfectly. He was so close, he could feel you were too. The pollen made his nerves thrum with intensity. He shuddered and pressed his forehead into your shoulder, biting and sucking.

“Cum for me baby…”, he begged, “Please…fuck, I want- need to feel you cum again”.

The pace and the curve of his cock dragging against your walls pushed you into an overpowering orgasm. Your body felt weightless as your climax ripped through your body, making your ears ring. Your nails dug into his shoulder blades, leaving tiny imprints in his flesh.

Dick’s own desperate moan echoed in your mind as you felt his hot seed flood your insides, coating your pussy. You mewled in delight, stroking your fingertips down his spine.

 ———

 His chest heaved against your own, trying to catch his breath. The fire still scorched him, crackling through his frayed nerves. His cock still rock hard inside you. Dick rolled you both over, so you were sprawled out on top of him. He could feel both of your desires leak down his cock. Whining he jutted his hips.

“I know baby”, you whispered in his ear, kissing down his neck and over his collarbone. The tang of his sweat thick on your tongue.

He shivered and rocked you on top of him, you rolled your waist and his cock slipped out, wet and heavy against his abs. The cry he released was depraved and broken. Fuck. He needed to be back inside you. Now. God, if he didn’t get back inside your pussy he didn’t know what he’d do. He felt as though he was burning from the inside out.

“Fuck…sweetheart”, he pleaded, fingers digging into your hips, thumbs stroking over the dips of your curves.

“I need to ask you-”, he words faded as he sank into your touches, pushing him to the brink of delirium. He whined and tried again, his voice husky, “I need-”.

You smiled and pressed your fingers to his lips, winking at him. You started to kiss down his chest, tongue following the lines of his sculpted muscles. You revelled in every twitch he gave you, every whisper of your name. Reaching his navel, you pressed hot, wet kisses to the V of his abs, his cock pulsing painful under you.

“Wait”, he gasped and pulled you up with the last of his energy, “No…”, he murmured, “Not that baby…”.

Pouting, you rolled your hips on his in a sign of protest, catching his cock teasingly. You’d wanted to feel his shaft in your mouth, your tongue swirling up the underside as he painted your throat with his seed.

Dick stroked your bottom lip with his thumb, pressing down gently, “I-I still need you…”.

You kissed his thumb, letting your tongue flick over the pad playfully. You were rewarded with a deep groan.

“You want me to ride you?”, you pushed back onto him, feeling his hot length pressing against you. Your thighs straddled either side of him, preparing yourself.

He moaned loudly, feeling your pussy sliding against his cock. Nodding, he caught your eyes, the blue biting back against the black.

“Please…please fuck me”, he begged.

Needing him, just as much as he needed you, you circled your hips back and his cock slipped into you easily, stretching you perfectly again; the burn deliciously heating your body. Nerves on high alert with pleasure.

You ran your nails down his chest and sighed happily as he filled you completely. His tip bumping against your g spot. Dick closed his eyes, drowning in the sensation, hands grabbing your hips, hard enough to leave finger shaped bruises in the morning. His head rested back into the pillows, a fucked-out look, washing over his handsome face.

“Mmmm, you know I love spoiling you”, you hummed, picking up a slow, sensual pace on top of him, gasping in delight as your clit bumped against his pubic bone.

Teeth sunk into his bottom lip, his black hair plastered to his forehead with sweat. He looked perfect under you as you bounced on his cock.

“God, baby…You feel fucking fantastic!”, he groaned out and thrust his hips up meeting your pace.

When he opened his eyes he saw you riding his cock, skin glowing with post orgasmic bliss and sweat. You looked like an angel, ethereal and all his. 

Your over sensitive pussy fluttered around his shaft and he groaned huskily. His calloused hands dragged up your body, palming your breasts before rolling your nipples between his fingers.

“Dick!”, you gasped and sunk further onto him, thighs quivering with impending pleasure.

“Baby- fuck…you treat me so well”, Dick praised and sat upright, wrapping his arms around your waist. His hand splayed on your lower back, guiding your rhythm, coaxing you closer towards release.

Your arms snaked around his neck and you pulled your snapped bodies closer, pebbled nipples scraping over his solid chest.

Breaths mingled together as you both panted, his cock throbbing deep inside your core.

“Cum for me…just one more-please”, he begged, nibbling your lips. His tongue soothing over the bites.

You cried his name as the pleasure took over your body. Vibrating into his. He whined your name, pressing his forehead into your shoulder and released himself inside you again, twitching with bliss. Dick could feel your slick mixing with his seed and he moaned quietly.

Your fingers found their way back into his hair and you carded them through the silken locks slowly. Soothing him. Coaxing him out of his pollen induced state. When his eyes reached your, you were met with the beautiful oceanic blue you’d fallen in love with. He gave you a dashing smile and pecked your lips lovingly.

“You’re amazing...I love you”.

“Mmm...love you too”, you hummed, your breath mingling with his.

 ———

 Dick stroked your hips and pulled you closer. Your body moulded into his perfectly. Like it always did. He cuddled you closer, “I didn’t hurt you did I?”, he pecked your lips, then scanned over you. Your skin was decorated with freshly forming bruises and marks he’d left in the heat of passion. He frowned, letting the pads of his fingers stroke over a particularly angry looking bite mark. 

“Oh, I'm sure I'm going to hate you in the morning when I have to stand up and go do our grocery shopping”, you grinned and kissed his chest, you could feel his heart still pounding. You hummed, the warmth of his body made you relax.

“I’ll take care of you baby, don’t worry”, he tugged you on top of his broad chest, letting your soft body soothe him. He kissed your lips gently before peppering more over your face and lastly the top of your head.

“Mmm, I like the sound of that”, you snuggled into him further, a small smile curving your mouth.

Dick smirked cheekily, “…Besides who said you were gonna be able to walk for a week?”.

You gasped and slapped Dick's chest, “Dick!”.

He laughed deeply into your hair and held you tighter.

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