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pynkgothicka · 2 years

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Could this thristy & dirty soul ask about all ageup batboys (or only Dick and Jay if 4 are so much) "hunting" a poor nurse Reader. One who met them in the hospital whey they escort a victim or a family member as cover or something like that in their vigilante alter egos, and asked them if they need a fix, due to his nature as a good person). Maybe, MAYBE (i'm horny rn uwu) with smut kinda any of the following: bondage, kidnapping, corruption kink, claiming/marking, dubcon or noncon, gaslighting

Dark! Batboys x Fem! Reader

a/n:This is like 6 pages long, and I'm sorry it took eons for me to finish… I don't even like the finished product tbh

Tags/Warnings: NONCON, breeding, fivesome????, praise, cliaming/marking, bondage, GASLIGHTING, SEXUAL ASSULT, KIDNAPPING, DEGRATION

Your personal hell started when Red Robin came to the asylum one night. He was so drained and out of it, you couldn't help but dote on him and nurse him back to health. You allowed him to rest in your office, all under your protection. You couldn't do much, but you assumed it was the thought that counts.

And when he woke up you were asleep instead. It was strange seeing someone so caring working in such a hellhole. And yet here you were, living proof there was some good in Gotham. So what else would he do besides not tell his adoptive brothers. And they made it their sole mission to talk and watch over you. All without you figuring it out.

"Make sure we have empty rooms for the night!!" Your Co worker called out to you, interrupting your train of thought as you made one of the hospital beds. Sweat poured down your face as the bright light of the room beamed down on you. "Oh and one of Batman's boys is going to be bringing in someone from an interrogation or something. Greet them for me and lead the way so the patient can be booked." You nodded your head and got back to work.

You picked up your clipboard and made your way to the front of the Asylum, your kitten heels getting stuck in the mud as you walked outside. You used your clipboard as an umbrella to hide from the rain. You were probably going to be assigned more than you could chew which would lead you to staying late, which is one thing you did not want to do in Gotham. If anything, all you needed to do was get home, on time and safe. You mumbled to yourself taking notes at what your plans for the night would end up being. And you weren't excited to say the least.

Unbeknownst to you though, you crashed right into a large mass. You stumbled back, thankfully your mud coated heel keeping you in place. You looked up to see no one other than the current Robin, bulkier than the previous ones. His sword was ever so bright in the night, the shine reflected off the moonlight. His hair was cut short and spiky, and he had one of your patients for the night. Just by one look at the man you could tell it was Fear Toxin. The way he shook and mumbled to himself was all the signs you needed.

“Ahem.”

The voice pulled you from your trance and you shook your head refocusing yourself. “I’m assuming you're in charge tonight?” His voice rang in authority. Yet there was a slight teasing in the way he spoke to you.

"Ermm, Yeah I guess. Is he okay?!" You asked, grabbing the injured man's hands. He jerked away from you still mumbling to himself. You realized that Scarecrow's toxin had settled in for far too long, most likely giving him irreversible brain damage. “Come on, let's get you some help.” You took the man away from the hulking Robin. His eyes followed you as you stumbled while pulling your heels from the ground at a steady pace. You opened the door to the infirmary, giving the trauma stricken man to your coworker. She pulled you close by your collar, placing a hand on your clipboard.

“Be careful with this one, I hear he has a real temper.”

“What?”

She motioned behind you, taking your clipboard. “I’d head home, quickly. Hes a fucking asshole.” She pulled away smiling at you. “Sign the new patient in, and have a lovely day sir.” You turned around seeing an uninterested Robin,and all he did was give a firm nod. You looked around anxiously teetering on your heels. You were about to turn around but a firm hand held you in place. You looked up and back at his hand.

"You have to come with me, We'd like to interrogate you for Scarecrow's recent crime."

"How would I, a nurse who's been at work all day, have anything to do with what's just happened?"

"Well you do know the Toxin like the back of your hand correct? So you would know something about his latest strand, correct?"

"What makes you think that??" You scoffed out trying to yank his hand away.

"You were just analyzing who I just bought in, and I never told you what happened. Now do you really want to challenge me?"

You let out a defeated sigh. "Fine. Lead me out." Robin turned around and led you out the building. You were walking just fine until a hand grabbed you at the back of your throat. The force pulled you back, rubbing against another man.

"Shh, you're alright."

There were two fingers in your neck, right at your pressure points. You started to blank out, vision getting spotty. You fell into the person's arms the last thing you heard was Robin and the other man arguing. It was all jumbled and blurred.

When you came too, you were in a nice bed. A hand rubbed at your hair, petting you like a cat. It was soothing, strangely. Your outfit was completely changed, now in red silk and lace. Everything was blurred but what you could easily make out was the two forms in bed with you. One was a bulkier figure with shaggy black hair, almost in a mullet. He laid facing you, an arm wrapped around your waist. The other was much skinner and leaner, and he was the one petting your hair, his own hair being short with an undercut.

“Look who's awake, And I thought Jason had hurt you. That would have been such a waste.” The one in front of you said rubbing your side. The one above you turned your face towards him, a small smile creeping into his face.

"You're so gorgeous when you sleep, Hey guys! She's up!” He then leaned down to kiss your forehead. It was strange how these boys showed you more love and affection than anyone has in your entire life. Then the door to the room bursted open two more bulked up adonises walking in and just staring at you. You shivered under their harsh gaze. The undercut one leaned down and whispered into your ear, "Don't be shy, they're not going to hurt you."

"I don't-" A strawberry was shoved into your mouth, the sweetness and chocolate coating cutting you off.

"Behave, they worked hard to get you." The bulkier one on the bed added. Then it hit you.

"Y-Your Robin…" everything started swirling around you as you started piecing together everything. These were all of Batman's boys, his main sidekicks at least. "Your all Robin…"

"You were always so smart." You looked deeper into the one who kept talking to you. That was Tim Drake, the boy who now runs Wayne's Enterprises.

"Your Tim Drake… wait that means your Dick…. Damian… and Jason? You're supposed to be dead…" You looked down trying to wrap your head around what was happening. You were dreaming, maybe Scarecrow's toxin had gotten to you. Or maybe this was real, and you had to run. You started to get up, but Dicks hands game to your side pinning you down at the hips, you started lashing out in a fit of rage and sorrow. You needed to leave.

"Shit she's losing it, give me something to restrain her!." Dick yelled, keeping you down. His grip tightened as you got rougher, trying to harm Dick anyway imaginable. Your protests grew louder as Jason took your arms and tied them close to your body, turning into a board. Your feet were also tied at the ankles all with zip ties, the slightest movement would make them dig into your skin further than they were. You knew that they were going to bruise.

"You couldn't find anything else!?!" Damian yelled at Jason. The tension between the two was strong. "It's like you want to hurt her… I swear to fucking God, If she wasnt here I’d fucking kill you.."

"Fuck off, Your lucky that I even worked with you."

"Guys how about we show we aren't dysfunctional and make her feel welcomed?" Dick suggested obviously done with whatever they had going on. Dick looked down at you, now tear streaked and sobbing silently. "Are you scared baby? They aren't going to hurt you, look you just have to trust them alright?"

You repeated No over and over again as Tim and Dick tried calming you down. Tim kept stroking your hair while Dick held you close, arms wrapped around your torso. All Damian and Jason did though was eye each other down, breathing heavily with each tick. Dick finally sighed and let go of you before motioning for the two to follow him, then with them following behind, stepped outside and closed the door. A bit of pressure was relieved, as only Tim had you now.

"Dicks going to handle it darling, don't worry. I'm so happy you calmed down though. We had such a huge night planned out for you." Tim laid a kiss on your forehead, a loud mwah popping off in your ears.

"What do you mean…" You muttered out, eyeing the door down.

"We've been working on this for months, and of course we have to celebrate your arrival. Plus, Dick made chocolate covered strawberries, you don't want to make him feel bad do you?"

"I guess not…" Tim tore off the stem and placed one end into his own mouth before leaning down and hovering over your own. He poked at them, trying to get you to open up. In which you reluctantly did. Tim used this as an opportunity to kiss you, slipping his tongue in besides the strawberry. His kisses were slow and sensual, each time he pulled away he would come back and keep up the pace he set.

"You make me feel so whole darling. I need you…" Tim mumbled against your lips. He hugged you close, handling your bound arms with caution.

That entire night Dick, Damian and Jason didn't come back at all. It was just you and Tim spoiling the shit out of you. It was strange, when it was just you and him, you felt safe and untouchable. He handled you with such care and genuine love.

Tim loved you, and protected you, he loved you.Tim would watch movies with you and cuddle. He would whisper sweet nothings into your ear and overall treat you like a goddess. And that's what he genuinely saw you as, a goddess and he wanted to be one of your worshipers.

So when that peace was disrupted after a particularly bad mission, and you walked out of your room to see where Tim was, he was nowhere to be found. You started to panic, your only source of any real protection gone. Tim Would always come and greet you, then grab a snack, finally come back and spend the eture night with you. And you were stuck with 3 men who adored you and yet haven't acted on it.

So you tried turning around to head back to your "room." But Dick grabbed your shoulder and turned you around to face the other two. "I'm assuming you're looking for Tim? He's going to be right back. But you know it's so weird that We are reaping none of the benefits of keeping you here huh?” Dick said, holding you in vice grip. You took in a gulp of air as Jason came closer to you, almost like he was a caged tiger and the slightest bit of movement would set Jason off. You backed further into the countertop, he looked pissed, hell everyone looked pissed.

“Why does he hoard you so much?” Jason stated.

That was the first time you heard him speak to you directly in a while. You kept muttering please as he soon was directly on you, looking down at your form. Jason leaned down and kissed you harshly and yet you could tell he meant every bit of it. His hands held you in place by your hips, and you could feel him slowly grind into your pelvis.

“Dick told us we could borrow you for a minute, as long as your guard is gone, you're ours.” Jason hissed into your neck, layering hickies on top of hickies. Damian came up next to you rubbing your back and trailing a hand to your hair. He forcefully turned it to where you looked at him and him only. He crashed your lips together, in a passionate kiss. Dick just watched, taking in everything he worked so hard to finally fall into place. It was such a long time of Dick having to force the two together, and get to a point of at least tolerating each other. Plus what kind of brother would he be if he didn't help his adoptive brothers get what they wanted.

Jason's kisses traveled further down, his hands making quick work of the large t-shirt you wore. Damian helped, disconnecting from your lips to pull the top above your head. He ground against your side, his hands coming to squeeze your breasts. You could feel Damian's smirk on your own lips. Meanwhile Jason was making quick work of your panties, yanking them down by the sides, watching as you became exposed to him. It was one big huge turn on, the anticipation and all the waiting he’d gone through,just for a taste of you. And Jason did, shoving his face right into your cunt, tongue lapping at your bud. You grabbed onto the counter-top, squeezing your eyes shut. You imagined it was someone else, some mass of black.You didn't want to associate yourself with what they were doing.

Then the door to the apartment opened, showing a horrified Tim Drake. He looked like he was on the verge of tears, and angered all at once.

“Wh-What are they… They Didn't want her.. This entire time. Why are they with-”

“Look at her Tim, don't you see everyones happy? Do you not want that for her… For us.”

DIck was wrong, you were horrified. Yet nothing could compare to the feeling of your blood going cold coming next.

“I've been spending all my time with her! Why do y-”

“Hey this is good for us, don't you trust me?” Tim looked off to the side before taking a deep breath in and nodding.

You snapped. You started to scratch again and beat at Jason's head. He pulled away, a string of spit connecting you to his lips. He grabbed at your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes. Your face was red and stained.

“I think you need to be in zip ties again. Plus,” Jason got close to your ear and lowered his voice, “Gonna make it real easy to breed that cunt.” That took all the fight out of you, Damian pulling out a set of zip ties, easily locking you in place when you tried getting away from them. You slumped down on the ground and sobbed louder. You hid your face in your upper arms, npt daring to look up. You felt a hand rest of your arm and you tried jerking away from out of his grasp.

"Darling, come on it's not that bad… They are good people."

"No Tim… just no."

"I don't want to force you, but this is good for us. We can bond, as a family."

"I don't want to be in your fucked up fucking family. I.. I'm a virgin for god's sake…" You said sternly. You stayed put, refusing to get up and leave.

"What's the hold up?" You heard Damians voice come closer to you. You chose to ignore him, blocking everyone out.

"She's uncomfortable and a virgin-"

"Oh for god's sake Tim, get aggressive with her, rough her up." Damian grabbed you by your hair. "You need to learn where the fuck is your place. You think you have all these privileges but now, you're going to listen and obey." Your breaths became heavy and wearied out, you reluctantly nodded. "Your such a good girl, I think Tim should go first, since he's got so fucking attached huh? Plus I think he wants to pop that cherry for you, right?" Damian sneered, getting up and walking past the kneeling Tim. You barely paid any attention to what was happening around you. But you were brought back real quick when you were picked up and brought to your room. Your body was placed gently on the bed. Tim stood over you now completely naked, obviously nervous at what he was planning on doing.

"I already prepped her for you and everything. Get what you deserve." Jason taunted standing behind Tim. In which Tim gulped and nodded, taking you by your ankles and positing his cock in front of your needy entrance. He slid in slowly, both of you gasping and moaning out. Tim hesitantly pushed himself all the way to the hilt. His front half gave out, as he fell forwards and hovered over you.

“Do you like that?" He asked timidly over you.

"I-"

He gave you no time to respond as he pulled his hips away and thrusted inside you again. He was gentle yet somewhat harsh, but you could tell he was seeking both of your pleasures. You looked away in a daze as the rest of them stood over you menacingly. Tim was loudly moaning into your ears, not having any plans on stopping.

"Shit she's cumming, look at you. Making her fall apart." Dick blurts rubbing at your thighs. And he was right, you were in pure bliss, Tim hitting all the right spots inside you.

"Claim her, she came on your cock, so it's your right to cream her fucking cunt." Jason added.

"Y-Yeah… my fucking.. right…" Tim panted out forcing himself further into you, pushing you into overstimulation and his release. And he was coming undone before your very eyes. Tim pulled you up and bit down into your shoulder, muffling his own whimpers. And with that he shot himself deep inside your womb, the rest of the boys cheering you on. You watched as the man you trusted turned into something you feared the most. Tim pulled away from you falling next to you.

"Shes fucked dumb." Damian commented coming close to your face. "What's wrong, couldn't break loose??" He snickered tracing the red mark Tim left.

"I call dibs on going next…"

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