#nightwing x reader smut

[beautysamour]

cock warming dick grayson ʚɞ ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

— a/n: i hear purring but i don’t have a pet cat.

warnings ﾟ𐦍༘⋆: descriptive language, sub dick grayson because yes

Dick hums as he presses kisses at the top of your shoulder, his hands teasingly tugging the back of your shirt as you clench around his dick.

You can’t see his face but you can hear him, every noise his openly makes and the ones he tries to muffle but can’t.

You lean back, your back hitting his chest treating him much like a chair as you use one of your fingers the trail up the vein on his dick. He softly grunts yet it rings loudly in your ears.

“You alright baby?”

He pathetically mewls as your pussy throbs around him, he drops his head on your left shoulder and breathily inhales when you adjust yourself by lifting yourself up then dropping yourself all the way down on his dick.

The wetness of your cunt rings loudly in his ears. He breathily exhales thinking he could speak without stumbling over his words—but the attempt is futile when you lift yourself up again, almost completely off his dick. You turn around in his lap, your pussy circling around his tip and he throws his head back as he bites his lip to muffle the otherwise neighbor-hearing worthy moan.

“Aw,” you coo as his hands immediately start pawing at your breasts, “I asked you a question baby, are you alright?”

You look down at him with a smirk on your face. His eyes are closed undoubtedly too distracted at the way you clench your pussy and drag your finger nails up and down his chest, never missing his nipples.

“I—I’m,” he breaths turned erratic as you lay yourself on his chest, still sitting up but your head is on his left tit. Your fingers trail down to where your pussy is, his dick completely hidden by it, and you draw wet circles.

He can’t focus. His eyes are shut, head still hanging back, and his neck completely vulnerable to you to attack. He doesn’t care though, all he wants is to be good for you and give you a response, no matter how broken it’ll sound.

“I’m,” he tries again, his dick twitching inside of you, “ge—grea—grea—great.” You start sucking on that sweet spot on his neck and his eyes roll to the back of his head with a twitchy thrust up directly hitting your g-spot.

You moan against his neck, “Dick,” you tightly squeeze around him, “I’ve already told you to stop moving.”

He jerks his head back up when he feels your pussy cover less and less of his dick, his hands gripping on to your hips. You raise a brow looking down at him as you kneel over him, feigning disappointment as he tries to keep his tip inside of you because even that would be enough instead of not being in you at all.

“‘m sorry,” he mewls, “I promise— I promise I won’t move again, just please, please stay on me, ‘like how you feel, please, please, please—“

You shove two fingers covered with your own wetness into his mouth shutting him up. He looks at you with stupid confused eyes and then sucks obediently, his tongue swirling around your middle finger.

He arches his back, his mouth falling open to let out a loud groan when you take in his entire dick again, all your weight resting on his thighs.

You remove your fingers from his mouth and shove your underwear into his mouth as a gag instead, “Ok, ok. I hear you pretty boy, my pretty boy.”

Dick immediately sucks on your underwear trying to suck out as much of your wetness as he could, his eyes locked on your breasts. It was pathetic but you couldn’t help but smile, your heart swelling at the sight.

You caress his cheek, a small feigning innocence smile on your face and bring a hand to the back of his neck, “Pretty, pretty boy,” you coo. You push his head and he lets himself follow easily, he eyes flutter shut when you tuck in him into the valley of your breasts.

You run your clean hand through his hair. He nuzzles his face deeper and a muffled moan leaves his throat as you wrap your legs around his waist forcing his cock deeper into your warm, comfy, pussy. <3

[dxckgrxsonx]

Just be Quiet

Pairing - Dick Grayson x (F) Reader

Words - 0.6k

Warnings - SMUT 18+ - Graphic Sexual Content - Mean!Dick - Forced Quiet Sex - Kinda Public Sex - A little bit of Name Calling (Disgusting, Pathetic, Crybaby) - Crying - Swearing

Notes - Um hi. Let's ignore the fact I was supposed to post this last week. I drank a little too much wine, passed tf out, and then work kicked my whole ass. I simply do not vibe with being employed smh.

MASTERLIST

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“Be quiet.” Dick snaps, his voice bordering on the lethal edge of an order and not a request. Your skin positively bristles when he shoves his hand over your mouth to muffle the desperate, involuntary noises escaping from between your chattering teeth and he growls, thoroughly fed up with your shit. “Shut your fucking mouth.”

Your thighs tremble, trapped between Dick’s firm, unyielding body and the wall. He snaps his hips forwards, forcing the full length of him into your weeping cunt with one stroke and your eyes roll straight back into your skull, body shuddering through the stretch.

“Don’t you make a fuckin’ sound.” He demands when you inhale, words vibrating in your throat, chest aching with how much you want to moan and whimper. Forcing your thighs wider with his knee he drags his cock almost all the way out before sinking back into your soaked pussy. “You just can’t help yourself, can you? I tell you not to make a sound and here you are, whining through my fingers like a brat.”

You didn't even notice you were moaning and keening and whimpering loud enough for him to hear–but you are–and it makes Dick ground out your name in a low, dangerous snarl.

It's a warning.

“I can’t fuck–I can’t help it!” You try, nearly in tears from the effort it takes to stay quiet for him. Your words are muffled against his palm and a particularly harsh thrust has you gasping his name, a long, drawn out whine chasing. “S’too good.”

Dick kisses the back of your neck then moves so he can speak directly into your ear.

“Yes you can. You’re just doing this on purpose to piss me off. Why won’t you be fucking quiet?!” Fucking into you at a rougher pace you can’t stop the desperate little noises from slipping through his fingers. “It’s almost like you want people to know I’m fucking you. Is that what it is? You want everyone to know you’re a desperate whore who likes being fucked where anyone could see you? You’re disgusting.”

Your body tries to flinch away from his punishing pace but Dick tuts disapprovingly and presses you even more firmly against the wall with his strong hips; forcing you to take every rough stroke and scathing comment from his smart mouth. He nudges your thighs apart again when you try to close them and your pussy throbs and creams against the base of his cock in desperation.

Dick scrapes the blunt edges of his teeth against your neck and you can feel the smirk pressing at his lips.

“I can feel you squeezin’ at me.” He says, sinking balls deep into your cunt and stopping just to feel you convulse around him. “You like being fucked by your Team Leader, huh? With the way you act, it’s no surprise you like this. What? You think I don’t notice. You’re more pathetic than I thought.”

Moaning into his hand you blink against the onslaught of tears and Dick feels them slide warm over the backs of his knuckles.

Your pussy is aching.

“Oh fuck. Are you crying right now?” He grunts, cock swelling and twitching inside you. “I can’t believe how sensitive you are.”

“Please!” You beg, sniffling and trying to stop yourself from crying. “Dick–plea–stop being so mean to me.”

“No.” He replies, pressing his hand over your mouth even harder so every word is barely audible. “We’re not stopping until you’re dripping with my come. And you better be fucking silent, do you hear me? My poor little crybaby. I want you to be a good girl for once and shut the fuck up because if you think I'm being mean to you now, you're in for a shock if you can't follow simple orders.”

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The post that inspired this is -

[hanasnx]

MINORS DNI 18+ WARNINGS: f!reader | sexual content l face fuck mention | cum in eyes at the implied request of reader and facial | mild degradation | size difference.

DICK GRAYSON wouldn’t say he’s a closet freak. In fact, he prefers to be described as someone who’s “down for anything.” A sense of adventure belongs in sex, in his opinion, so anything spontaneous is appreciated. Surprises you spring on him, requests you make of him, anything is all fair game in the sack. So when you ask a particularly disgusting demand, how can he refuse?

“Please, Dickie? C’mon. C’mon, Dickie, please. Do it, do it.” Your signature source of rambled begging fills his ears as you sink further onto the floor, your freshly fucked face is colored and fluid stained. You’ve never looked more beautiful. Of course he can’t say no.

“Open your fucking eyes, baby, lemme see those pretty eyes.” he tells you, tone husky and breathless from all his effort. A sheen of sweat percolates to a drip down his skin, every muscle flexed as he pumps his achy length faithfully. His endurance is next level, but at your request he’s at risk for busting before you do as he asks.

Enthusiastically, you widen your eyes, holding that intense eye contact as his cock hangs over you, jacking himself off. “I want it so bad,” you whine, bouncing impatiently in place. You end the phrase by dropping your jaw, and drawing out your tongue formed in a cup.

“You ready? Huh, baby? Here it comes. Oh, fuck.” As he speaks, hot spurts of cum shoot out from his blushing tip, and his grip practically strangles it at the sight of your gorgeous features coated in his finish. Like a good girl, you kept that eye contact, lashes fluttering marginally as the whites of your eyes redden from cum brushing them. His large hand grabs the back of your head, fisting locks of your hair as he yanks you closer to catch the pearls of cum that’s lost momentum. It dribbles onto the end of your tongue, sliding down your chin. “Fuck, baby, kept your eyes open and everything? You little freak.”

[roturo]

CRY FOR ME -dick grayson x f!reader

① NEW REQUEST FROM ANONYMOUS!: sex pollen, old lovers meet again.

→ summary: He loves you, he really does, but he left you. Months wondering why he did that had you crying for him, never ending the never-ending cycle of the abandoned by Dick Grayson wasn't in your to-do list. It's time to hit him with a smile, rather than a goodbye that would leave him wondering.

→ warnings: SMUT, angst, sex pollen, mating press, breeding kink, marking, fingering & oral (f receiving), mutlipes orgasms, overstimulation, mention of weight loss (but it's never specified how much or the weight of the reader exactly, neither a body type), hero into villain!reader, med student!reader, mentions of kory and dick being together but never in a relationship, reader is friends with harley quinn, reader was part of the og titans.

A/N: I'm really proud of this one, might even do pt2 if it gets support. -Words: 3.4k

TUMBLR IS BASED ON A REBLOG SYSTEM. PLEASE REBLOG MY WORK. THANK YOU. ENJOY. SMUT BELOW THE CUT.

¨And you know what I hate most of all that shit he put me through?, He-¨

¨Can you please stop talking about Dick Y/N? It's been MONTHS, damn it! almost a year! You're driving me nuts! I'm not even Dick's ex, or friend and I already hate him as much as you do. So let's move on.¨

¨You don't understand, I was a good girlfriend! Shit! I even became a hero for him! Now look where we are.¨

Harley laughs at your remark of how the tables have turned.

Both of you were sitting at the top of a building eating some ice-cream, which Harley insisted on steal from a random kid on the street, after robbing some random store she liked a collar from, you were now looking at how police officers where trying to look for a culpable of this crime.

It's been 11 months and 5 days since Dick broke up with you. You couldn't AND still don't understand why he did it, both of you were fine one day and the next one he decided, 'oh how could I destroy the woman of my dreams heart?, I know how! What if I tell her I don't need her anymore in my life and she's useless! then some months later fuck some fire princess and act like i'm a new person with this new suit and name! oh! also, re-do the titans! when my ex helped me do the og ones, helped when the fell apart but she's useless anyways!'

To say you weren't deep down for him, would be a lie. You don't know how he could keep laughing everyday knowing how his little trauma ass dumped you like trash. Well, if you're being honest he doesn't have a small ass, but that doesn't matter.

¨Aw, I want more ice-cream¨ Coming back to earth after some deep thoughts, Harley grabbed you by the wrists in order to change up and start looking some restaurant for dinner.

After changing clothes and Harley talking about how obsessed she´s with the Joker, you couldn't quite blame her, both of you were finally walking on the street, laughing at some random inside joke both of you had.

¨Huh.¨ Your phone started ringing and you could swear if it wasn't cold enough to freeze you up, the call was. ¨Who is it?¨ Harley asked, sneaking through your shoulder.

¨OH! Donna?, the cute girl you talked about?¨

¨Shhh, let me attend this call... Hello? Donna?¨

¨Y/N, um- hello! How are you? It's been what? one year since we don't talk?¨ ¨I'm... fine. How about you?¨

You were quite confused for this call, on the outside you're calm, but inside, you're freaking out.

¨I'm good, it's nice to hear you're doing fine!¨ ¨Thank you Donna, but I know you just don't call to ask how i'm doing, what's wrong?¨ ¨Oh well, you quite know me well Y/N, i'm sorry it seemed that way, but you're like the only person I know who could help us with some medical issues, you know? So I wanted to ask you if you could come and help us to deal with Conner, and maybe stay some days...? i'll explain you who he is and all of that later.¨ ¨Donna, you know i'm not longer on the me-¨

Harley pinched you in the arm, trying to talk but you were faster. ¨Ow Harley! Stop it!¨ You told your best friend in a whisper so Donna couldn't hear the both of you, also covering the microphone of your phone, for... extra precautions.

¨You don't understand! This is an awesome opportunity! You're going undercover in the titans tower! Imagine how crazy Jack (Jocker) would be! Say yes!¨

Thinking it for a few seconds, she was right, you could get some important information from them, it was indeed, an awesome plan.

¨Who knows, you might also see bird-boy again!¨ She said raising her eyebrows in a teasing way making you roll your eyes.

¨Y/N? Are you still there?¨

¨Yes, when do you need me to be there?¨

¨Erm... now if it's possible¨

You were now unpacking your suitcase, Donna told you to pack for at least a month, isn't that incredible?

You haven't come across any of the other titans, beside, Donna, Dawn, Gar, Rachel, Jason and Rose... Quite interesting team.

You didn't introduced well to the kids since you were in a hurry to enter your temporary room and not ran into someone else...

While you were unpacking your old tools Wayne gave you while you were their medical support 'hero' maybe also because you were a med student, you still helped with fights, bruises and hits.

You found the 'special' bandages you had for Dick, since the 'normal ones weren't soft enough for his bruises' a small smile appeared on your face at those old memories.

Now unpacking your clothes, you found three special lingerie underwear with a note from Harley:

'Just in case you have some fun ;)

xx Harley~'

The note made you roll your eyes but you couldn't deny it brighten your mood, throwing away the not and putting aside the 'Harley present', you continued unpacking your clothes, you brought in a separate case for your suit, just in case.

¨Y/N! Can you come here?¨

¨Coming!¨ maybe you could order the clothes other time.

When you entered the living room, the kids were no longer there, except Jason.

They started explaining you what happened between Deathstroke and what they know about Conner, you were paying attention to know what you're dealing with, you haven't even realize Dick came in sight until Dawn mentioned it.

But Dick didn't came alone, he was next fire princess which you couldn't care less to investigate her name when you found out about Dick meeting her.

¨Oh Dick! We brought Y/N so she could help us with Conner, since we don't have anyone else who knows about this weird medical stuff.¨ They know what happened between you two, and they still decided to ask for your help knowing he's going to be here.

You stood up from the sofa, eyes locking with his, you couldn't longer see the coldness in his eyes, but there wasn't warm either, you couldn't quite decipher what he's feeling.

¨Kory¨ She gave you her hand at which you responded with your name and doing the same. You locked eyes with her for a brief moment, a small smirk appeared in your face but disappeared once the greeting finished.

¨Y/N.¨ You locked eyes with him, a tension only the two of you could feel. You were different, much prettier, you lose some weight too, blame it on the break-up depression, but you were shining.

¨Grayson.¨ Hearing you say his last name instead of his name he could feel a small part of him getting shattered inside him, you changed.

After checking on Conner and taking some notes, it was finally night time, you were eating some cereal, knowing more about Gar and Rachel, Kory, Dawn, Donna and Robin were dressed up with their suits.

¨We have some issues to deal tonight with another troublemaker, nothing serious though, just a one night problem.¨ Dick announced while getting ready to go out.

¨Y/N, you should come! Maybe warm out a little like the old times." Dawn invited you, how nice of her, only if she knew you were also a troublemaker.

¨No thank you, i'm only here for medical support.¨ You gave her a small smile and said your goonights.

Some knocking in your door woke you up, it only passes one hour since you went asleep and they're already annoying you, first day!

¨Y/N? Are you awake?¨ You heard Dawn saying though the door.

¨Mmh¨ You replied.

¨We need you, it's Dick.¨

Even more annoying.

You walked next Dawn through the halls until you finally came into Dick´s room. Inside they were Donna and Kory, clearly concerned about his well being.

His behavior seemed, weird, there wasn’t any bruises or cuts, not even blood. He was just twisting in pain on his bed. You stepped closer to him, and got your hand on top of his forehead at which he only whined, that scared you, since it sounded more like a moan than a whine. He was hot, sweating and moving a lot.

You had your suspicions what this could be, but you needed to confirm it, this can't be real.

¨Can you please... tell me with which villain you fought with?¨

¨Ivy¨ Donna said.

Shit.

¨I need to make a call¨ you quickly said running out of the room.

¨Surprise, surprise!¨ Harley said in her taunting tone. ¨Oh my god Harley, I can't believe you.¨ ¨Well, you know a girl needs to help her best friend, so... I called another friend and voilà!¨ ¨What am I supposed to do? I don't have the fucking cure for sex pollen Harley! I owe you one, can't believe Ivy did this for me.¨ ¨You just said it, sex. C´mon Y/N!, it's your moment to play with him! He had you like a sad girl, why don't turn her into a mad girl? Make him cry for you. Break his heart like he did with you.

You ended the call, and just in time, Kory came. ¨Y/N, we need you Dick keeps talking about you and rambling about some stupid things.¨ You could sense a strange behavior from her, like if she just discovered something big.

Watching Dick twisting in pain and saying your name in just some black briefs felt good. You can't lie to yourself Harley was right.

¨It's sex pollen¨ You admitted.

¨And what's the cure? Do you have it? That's why you made the call?¨ Donna asked.

¨No, the only cure for it it's well... sex. The pollen might last for at-least 3 days or even a week, symptoms are well... extremely high sex-drive, dehydration, high temperatures, and... I think that's all.¨

Donna chuckled at what happened to Dick, ¨Let's go girls, let's leave this to Kory.¨ Dawn just laughed at a very shocked and blushed Kory, ¨Don't be like that Donna, Kory and Dick haven't confirmed anything yet.¨ You felt your jaw clenching, but decided to act calm, and when all of you were almost leaving, you were stopped.

¨No. I want her.¨ Dick said, pointing towards you. All of you stayed quiet at the sudden confession. You were shocked to say at least, blood rushing to your cheeks, you were about to leave that damn room until you remembered what Harley said.

Cry for me.

Donna grabbed your shoulder, looking at you. ¨You don't have to do this if you're uncomfortable.¨

¨No. It's okay, i'm in.¨

After mentally preparing yourself, bringing some water bottles into the room, they left you alone with him.

You sat next to him on his bed, memories came back flying around the both of you.

¨Look, I know that-¨ He completely cut you off when he started kissing you, making you lay down on the bed, you left a small moan when he broke the kiss for a moment.¨Oh my god, you don't know how much I wanted to kiss you again.¨

Did he missed you? Every question that came to your mind was easily erased when he started kissing and sucking your neck while unbuckling your jeans and taking them down with your underwear, he pulled apart to admire the bruises he left, he grabbed your panties and threw them to his nightstand.

He started kissing your thighs, making small pauses on each to make sure he's marking you as his again. Every time he went higher until he gave a small peck on your clit. ¨I can't wait to taste you sweetheart.¨ There it is... the nickname.

He got your legs over his shoulders and gave a testing long lick on your pussy, teasing your hole. At which he started sucking your clit once he heard the high pitched moan you did when he teases your hole.

His started spelling his name with his tongue on your pussy at which it only made you hornier, suddenly he inserted his index finger inside you. Dick sped up, fingers now flicking in and out of you at light speed, nose pressed into your clit, and before you knew it you were cumming, shuddering on his mouth, crying out his name.  Quickly he took all the remaining clothes from you and him, now both of you completely naked for each-other.

He was rock hard. No, scratch that, his cock looked like it was made of fucking ruby. Red and painful and already half-soaked with pre-cum.

He pressed your legs impossibly closer to your torso, moving down to meet your eyes, until you were folded in half beneath him, legs on his shoulders, putting you into a—

Oh. 

Oh. 

This was going to be a long night.

He fell on his forearms, and you wondered how much more you could take- He laced his fingers on top of your head, thumbs on your forehead, holding you still. He mumbled out another gonna make you feel s’ good before pounding you in earnest, practically bouncing you both on his mattress. His balls smacked against your ass, and the feeling was so damn satisfying that he just had to go harder. You would sport matching bruises tomorrow, his hips on your ass. You pushed out moans in time with his unforgiving pace, a metronome playing the beat to which his sanity danced away from him. 

“More?” He sounded fucking pathetic, like he was asking himself that, his voice octaves higher than it usually was, but he didn’t care. “More, you little slut? That what you want? You want more?”

“I’ll give you more,” he babbled, “More, baby, give you more give you everythin’ gonna fuck you so hard you won’t walk for weeks.”

He’s not too worried about hurting you—you’re already so wet—more that he’s afraid he’ll cum the second he starts moving again. Out of his previous partners, he doesn’t think any of them have felt this good around him.

“Please-” a strand of incomprehensible begs and pleads leaves his mouth when he starts thrusting into you again.

¨Shit- how are you even tighter huh? You've been keeping this tight pussy just for me?¨ He's a whiny mess, small kisses every time he cans, praises here and there.

“Mmm yes please yes please yesyesyesss—” was all you could manage. He laughed at you, breathless, and you wondered how he could keep up this pace and still rattle off incredibly filthy little comments, looking right in your eyes. 

“You’d like that? Yeah? Gon’ look so pretty, little baby, so pretty full of my child, yeah? All round and glowing and heavy with me. All of ’em will look at you and see me, all me, see that I did that. You want that? You want that you want that—”

He leans forward to coo praise into your ear, gently nipping at your earlobe. Goosebumps raise along your exposed flesh. The sound of skin slapping on skin echoes through the stairwell. Sometime during this his teeth find the soft muscle of your neck, leaving a crescent shape mark that’ll certainly bruise in the morning.

You're pretty sure everyone on this tower have heard the both of you fucking like rabbits by now, but knowing this was going to follow him his whole life, with the memories of him fucking you every way possible just so you could leave him, it's all you need to don't care about that.

The first time he cums, he doesn’t even realize he has. He shudders. It felt good—a bit too good—but nothing out of the ordinary. It makes him do a double take. His cock doesn’t even go soft. Drips of cum run down your thighs, pooling on the bed-sheets beneath you.

His thumb traces circles around your clit, moving in erratic, uneven motions. Dick leans back down for another kiss. You can taste yourself on him, though it’s not entirely unpleasant. Your arms wrap around his neck, holding him to your chest. The two of you can only fuck and cum until you’re too exhausted to continue. You’ve never felt so full. The thought of using protection crossed your mind once—and only for a moment—the pollen leaving you too desperate to care.

Second day and he wouldn't give you a break to nap for a minute.

His body curved and bowed, hips pressed hard against you, arms below your body and hands gripping your shoulders. “Mmm fuck baby,” Dick muttered into your mouth, your moans coming out of you almost breathless. “Yeah, yeahyeahyeah milk me fucking milk my cock gonna cum in you fuck a baby, my baby into you and you’re gonna fucking take it take it nnngh —”

He buried his face into your neck, teeth latching on to skin, biting down to draw blood, a choked groan as he came, really came, his balls squeezing painfully, a deep ache in his gut, indescribable tingles all along his cock, his spine, down to the soles of his feet.

Third day, and you started getting him where you wanted it.

“Sensitive,” you hissed, “Sensitive, Dick, you insatiable—”

“Insatiable is right,” he said to you, eyes wide, still looking like you just told him the Earth was flat. He towered over you, kneeling now, and with horror and a bit of something else you felt how hard he still was. 

¨I missed you so much, the biggest mistake of my life was leaving you.¨

Fourth day he started getting sensitive but that didn't stopped him, and he was a little more languid, strokes slow and smooth, his thighs shaking just a bit as exhaustion started to settle in. His cum was spreading in a pool on the sheets now, and you couldn’t bring yourselves to be even a little disgusted. He loved it. He loved so much how it felt that tears dropped from his eyes every-time he felt that electric shock come to him when he was about to come. He was crying for you.

Last day. Fifth day. Barely even thrusting anymore, just a slow grind of his hips, the friction and the pressure and the raw sensation squeezing out what could have been an orgasm if only both of you were awake enough to feel it.

When you both woke up the next day, he was staring at you, straddling your hair, and that's when you knew it.

¨Good morning sweetheart.¨

You just answered with a small ¨hey¨

¨I never through of seeing you laying next to me again, it felt like home. I'm sorry I did that to you, you don't know how much I regret it, please, give me a second chance.¨

Bingo.

Without saying a word, you grabbed some shirt of his, long enough to cover yourself and went back to your room, stumbling and shaking someway you made it. You changed yourself, taking a minute to observe how he marked you, it was time.

You went back to his room, already changed, you gave him a smile and sat on the bed with him, with no emotion behind your eyes, it was your time.

¨You were ready to leave me for her.¨ Confusion, first stage he made you go through.

¨I was doing fine, really, but then you walked again into my life again and fucked me up.¨ Sadness and lies. Second stage.

¨You think this will make me stay?¨ You signaled the both of you. ¨You think with just some stupid sex to heal you is enough of an apology?¨ A laugh escaped your mouth. ¨You thought this was real?¨

¨You know for a fucking fact this wasn't supposed to happen.¨ You got your hand on top of his, faking a caring smile looking at him.

¨When friends of yours make jokes about how you always leave them, you think it's funny, but it's not. That hurts a lot, actually.¨

You got up from the bed and stepped closer to the door, you paused for a second and turned around to see a hurt Dick naked on the bed with just some blanket covering him.

¨And Dick... Of course I still love you, if it wasn't for me, I would go crying and throwing myself into your arms again.¨

¨You still can.¨ He tried.

¨No.¨ You chuckled. ¨I won't let myself get hurt again. Our love isn't worth the fight. Goodbye Dick Grayson.¨

[asterias-record-shop]

thinking about you (d.g)

“Hey angelcakes,” Dick grunted when he kicked the man straight in the chest, sighing as he fixed the comm over his ears. “What’s up?”

“Just thinking about you,” you giggled as you twirled the rubber coil that connected the phone in your hand to the main console, giggling. “What are you doing?”

“Breaking up an underground drug trafficking ring,” he grunts again as he pushed the switch of the electric baton to shock a man with thousands of electric bolts. “What are you doing?”

His words make you pout. You had gotten all dressed up in some blue lingerie that matched his suit, garters and lace covering your thighs and torso, the crotchless panties sealing everything together.

“You’re on a mission without me?”

He couldn’t help but laugh, grunting when he felt someone slam a chair into his back before he grabbed a broken leg of said chair and thrusted it into the man’s chest. “Didn’t know you wanted to come, angel.”

“I didn’t,” you say, then sighed. “Thought this was our night in. I got the blue ropes out and everything.”

Dick paused. “You got the blue ropes?”

You hummed, tilting your head as you held the phone with your head to your shoulder, letting your fingers trail down your chest. “Mmhm,” you hummed in confirmation, smiling. “The blue lingerie, too.”

Dick groaned, the thought of you wearing that perfect lingerie and waiting for him almost distracting him from the fact that he was held at gunpoint now.

“Fuck, are you fingering yourself?” He breathed, ignoring the barrel of the gun at his temple and the man gaping down at him as you let out a soft, breathy moan.

“Starting to.”

He swallowed, looking up at the man pointing a gun down at him. “I’ll be home soon.”

The man cocked the gun. “Yeah. Sure you will.”

“You better,” you spoke as he took the baton and slammed the electric staff straight into the side of the man’s head, effectively disarming him and taking the gun from the ground. He slammed the grip of the gun into his head as you continued to speak through breathy moans. “Or I’m going to cum before you even get here.”

“You better fucking not,” he growled out, taking the men and pulling them all into a line before tying their legs and wrists into a hog tie. He was skipping a little bit, tying the knots instead with BDSM knots. “Or I won’t let you cum at all.”

You groaned, slowly flexing your fingers inside of yourself as you rolled your hips. “You better get here quick before I don’t let you fuck me at all.”

“Oh I’m going to fuck you alright.”

This makes you giggle as you held the phone to your ear, whining as you roll your hips desperately. “What’s taking you so long?”

“I’m going angelcakes,” he grunted as he swung around a stoplight pole, landing smoothly on a roof as he ran to your apartment. Your moans fueled him, his cock getting hard under his Nomex and Kevlar suit. “God, are you close?”

He knew you were, your moans always went into a higher pitch when you were about to cum.

“Yes, so close!” You whined, desperately moving your hand faster inside of you as you thrusted your fingers roughly into your cunt. You had done this before, but you always got too desperate when you were close, and it sometimes led to spots of blood staining your fingers through your cum. Your nails always scratched a little bit inside of you and how fast you went trying to cum desperately made crimson shine through translucent essence.

You never bled when Dick fingered you. No matter how hard or rough he went, no matter how fast or passionate he went, you never bled.

“Hey now angelcakes, why’d you stop?”

Your eyes snapped up when you heard double of his voice, pulling your fingers delicately out of your cunt with a giggle, quickly hanging up the phone as he pressed the center of his suit so it would fall off.

“Dick!” You were about to jump into his arms before he caught your wrists, letting out a loud, wanton moan falling from your lips as he kissed you.

“Where’s that blue rope, hm?”

When your wrists were tied above your head with that blue rope, that’s when Dick thought you looked the hottest that night, spurts of cum covering your pelvis.

It stained the royal blue lace and cotton-spandex blend, a whine falling from your lips as you desperately trying to rut your hips against his cock, all while his bright red tip slid up and down your wet slit.

He had already came inside of you — many times, actually — the milky white substance leaking out of your cunt was a result of that, but you still wanted more.

Your wrists were tied with royal blue silk rope at the headstand, your skin red in irritation as you desperately tried to tug out of the intricate knot. Your wrists weren’t the only thing tied up though, as your ankles were tied at the lower two bed posts to keep your ankles spread apart, only allowing you to rut your hips up to his for him to keep you still as he fucked into you.

The bouncing of your body made the metal chain over your tits clink and bounce, the clamps on your nipples softly getting tugged as he played with the chain. A whine fell from your lips as his other hand slowly guided his bright red tip to push against your cunt that fluttered around nothing.

A sob left your mouth, a pleasure filled sob as he stretched you out, with every thrust as he kept pushing into you and exploring every new area inside of you at the new angle from the rise of your hips, a whine following the tears that streamed down your cheeks as he held your hips with both hands.

He leaned down, kissing against the chain before covering his teeth with his lips and leaning down to softly tug on the chain to force you arch your back and push your chest up.

“R-Richard!” You yelled out, groaning as he ducked under the chain and softly kissed against the plush mounds on your chest.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty, angelcakes… so, so pretty…” he cooed against your skin, pressing his lips against your skin before dragging his teeth against the side of your nipple. “Mmm, so thankful you’re all fucking mine.”

“R-Richard-!” You sobbed, the knot in your stomach getting tighter. Your hips bucked almost automatically, a whine leaving your mouth as your wrists tried to tug at the blue rope. “I-I’m gonna-!”

“Nuh uh…” Richard whispers back, biting his lip as he came out from under the chain, turning his thrusts into slight rolls of his hips that made you go insane. “I just came. Do you think I’m close?”

A sob came from your lips. “Oh please…”

“Well I am,” he chuckled, his hips getting faster all over again. “And I’m going to make you cum so many times that you’ll fucking pass out.”

Also, what do you think of my new kind of Drabble-banner? I think this is how I’m going to keep the ones that I write on tumblr!

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[slvthrs]

thinkin' about riding nightwings abs...

Dick adores brat taming.

He hates when you act up, he knows his girl is better than this and he expects better from his sweet girl but whenever he has the chance- he'll exploit it.

He'll have you bent over his knee, making you count up as his hand makes contact with the plush of your skin, watching you yelp and thrust forward on his knee. Helpless.

Sometimes he sits himself down to do some work and has you tucked under his desk with his dick in your mouth, stretching you out wide and watching tears prick up in the corners of your eyes due to his size and just refusing to move.

Making you warm his dick whilst he gets

But his favourite form of punishment, when he wants to be nicer, is when he makes you ride his abs.

Him just lying back with his hand behind his head, staring up at you, watching your tits bouncing whilst chasing your release so desperately to the point you look like a starved dog in heat.

His hands snake up to guide you now and again, pulling and pushing you, or even grabbing your tits eliciting a moan to bubble past your lips.

He watches intently, memorizing the way you move and when he notices you movements out of sync, speeding up, or your eyes dilating, blown wide- he knows your close.

And then he stops you.

Rough hand halting your movements and you whine and beg to continue, but he wont let you. Brushing you hair from your face, thumb rubbing against your lips brining you close to whisper in between a kiss , "Go on, make me proud."

And then continuing until Dick finally fells that you've learned your lesson, and the he finally fucks you against your bed.

[patheticbabie]

The Feels - Dick Grayson x Reader

The Feels - Dick Grayson x Reader (fem reader)

A/N: I was listening to the feels by twice while writing this, so this is very self indulgent for me to write this. Yep I got carried away writing this, from 2am - 3am. But I had fun, cause I’ve had thots about Dick Grayson for two nights in a  row now. Anyways enjoy 💙

Warnings: best friends who are idiots, friends to eventual lovers, they did this whole thing backwards, smut 18+, NO MINORS OR AGELESS BLOGS, dirty talk, grinding, fingering, recording intimate acts, nipple play plus nipple piercings, oral (f receiving), caught in the act. Wow okay I think that’s all the warnings.

It’s finally the weekend, and it was the rare occurrence that everyone was at the Manor, to hang out or do their own thing. Dick had asked his best friend if she wanted to come along with him, and seeing as her weekend was free she thought why not.

“YOU CHEATED! You can’t do that, you can't gang up on me and put down +4’s.” Dick scoffed and pointed at Jason, Tim and his best friend with a scowl.

“House rules Dickiebird, so go on pick up the cards” Jason grinned

Everyone’s competitive streak comes out, with arguments about their stupid house rules, and ganging up on one another. The only players left were Jason and Dick. Both players glared at each other. They’re both down to one card, and Dick picked up a card and hid his grin.

Jason grumbling about how he didn’t have the correct colour was forced to draw a card. Dick laughing to himself, slammed the +4 into the pile. 

“Hey littlewing….uno bitch” 

***

Feeling bored hanging around downstairs, Dick made his way up to his old bedroom, and played something from his playlist, whilst going about tidying little bits and pieces.

She made her way upstairs, getting close to his bedroom, his bluetooth speakers blasting a familiar kpop song, by both of their favourite girl group.

“You have stolen my heart oh yeah, never let it go oh oh, no never let it go oh oh oh” she heard him sing loudly, and watched from the door as he did the choreo in front of his full length mirror without a care in the world.

Making her way into his room, she giggled seeing him and came closer to him and grabbed his hand with a smile and teasingly said the lyrics “you got my attention, so what’s your intention? Tell me baby, what’s the deal?’

He pulled her close to his chest, with a smirk and twinkle in his eyes as they danced lost in a world with just them. His finger gently pushed a stray hair behind her ear, as she watched him with a dreamy look. “Did you enjoy the little show? I do think I could be twices’ 10th member.”

Laughing softly, she loved hearing his little random thoughts. “Hm.. maybe, but there is that one problem, they’re a girl group and you’re a guy. Although I would love to see you perform TT or fancy, that would be amazing to watch.”

Pulling away from her, he laid down on his bed and patted the spot beside him. Laying next to him, he gathered her in his arms and played with her hair. The silence was comfortable, as both of their thoughts were filled with each other.

“Hey bunny, you heard they’re coming here for a concert?” she hummed as her answer

“Do you wanna go together, like…as in a date night thing?” he didn’t know he was holding his breath waiting for an answer.

Sitting up slightly, she looked down at him trying to hide her ever growing smitten smile. He had a sense of panic, it’s only been 10 seconds since he asked her out, but it felt like time was slow, “Bunn-” he didn’t finish the sentence as he suddenly felt a pair of soft lips pressed upon him. Holding her closer to him, his hand tangled in her hair, as they kissed. 

Pulling away slightly from his addictive lips, she whispered, “to quote twice; I got the feels for you. And yes to the date.”

He grinned, “a woman who knows the ways to my heart.” pulling her on top of him, so she was straddling, he didn’t think he could ever be tired of the view in front of him.

She laughed softly and winked at him, before leaning down to connect their lips. His hands roamed her body, as she moved her hips against his ever growing boner, moaning softly into the kiss as Dick softly pulled on her bottom lip. Her hands tugging on his shirt, he reluctantly pulled away from her lips to remove it and throw it on his bedroom floor.

Biting her lips as her eyes followed the hard lines of his body, watching him subtly flex. Unaware of the needy whimper that escaped her throat, and the slight grind of her hips on his cock. He chuckled softly

“Baby, I love how needy you are.” his smug smile got wider as he made sure to grind up against her hard, for her to feel his desire for her.

Tapping her thighs, he asked her to remove her shorts. Not ever being one to deny him of anything, she quickly removed her shorts, throwing it on the ground next to his shirt. Settling back down onto his lap to grind against his cock, she pouted “Why am I the only one in my underwear? Dick you’re such a perv.”

“Because I love this view, wait can I take a photo? I promise it’ll be for my eyes only.” With a nod, he reached to grab his phone, opening the camera, and grinned at the position they’re in. Her on top of him, her hands underneath her shirt and cupping her tits, wearing a blue thong which coincidentally was his nightwing suit colour. Tilting her head to the side with an innocent smile, She lifted her shirt and rested it on her collarbones, allowing him to see the matching lace bra. He smirked, and snapped multiple photos of her. 

“Hm..you know how they say videos are sometimes better? I have an idea, is that okay with you Dick? You know something for your spankbang when you’re away.

Groping her ass before giving it a smack, he smirked at her yelp “Of course bunny. I’ll hold the phone, and you do whatever you’re comfortable with.:

Phone focused on her body, lowering the cups of her bra, he growled seeing her nipple piercings. He had an inkling but never asked her about it. Now in front of him licking his lips as he watched through his phone as she played with her nipples. 

“Are they sensitive?”

“Hm…extra since my nipples have always been sensitive.” her voice airy as she moved the metal bar on her right nipple. Her free hand tilted his head up to watch her, and her smile was mischievous. 

“Do you wanna see what it’s like to suck on them? You know for curiosity's sake, and even better, I’ll record you doing it. What do you think babe?”

“Fuck yes” he handed her his phone, as she pressed record and a gasp escaped from her as his lips latched onto one nipple, as his tongue swirled around the metal bar. His hands are busy cupping and squeezing her tits, his fingers working on rolling her right nipple. Kisses made their way to her right nipple, as he gently sucked on the nipple making her moan loudly. The view she had from his phone was making her lose her mind. Stopping the recording, she threw his phone on the bed, before tugging on his hair and pulling him into a deep kiss.

“Need you, please. I want you” she panted in between breaths as his lips made their way down her neck. His fingers made their way to where she wanted him most. Fingers rubbing her pussy through her blue lace underwear, he felt how wet she was.

“Yeah baby? I can feel how wet you are. I’ll give you anything you want.” He growled against her neck as he bit hard enough to leave a mark. Sliding her panties to the side, his fingers ran through her lips, feeling how drenched she was. Slipping his fingers in her cunt, he cursed at the delicious feel of her velvety walls squeezing his fingers. 

He glanced down seeing how her pussy easily sucked his fingers in with how wet she was for him. Thumb rubbing her clit, he groaned addicted to watching his fingers becoming wetter with her desire. “Fuck baby, look down and see how your greedy cunt easily takes my fingers.” looking down she whimpered seeing his fingers work in and out of her cunt with a steady pace. 

“Looks so hot right princess? The way your cunt squeezes my fingers, not wanting to let go. And the sounds this pretty pussy makes? I’m addicted to it, I should make your moans and the pretty sounds your pussy makes my alarm.

“Dickie…can I record this pretty please?” she didn’t have to ask since she knew his answer, as she grabbed his phone, already having the camera ready to record. 

Removing her off his lap, he laid her down on the pillows, spreading her legs. He groaned seeing how wet she was. Looking up at her, he winked at her flustered face “let’s make that recording better, I’m gonna eat this pretty pussy like it’s my last meal.” 

With a nod, she pointed his phone down towards him, his hands holding her thighs apart, he knew how wet she was, but he couldn’t help himself as he spat on her pussy, and she gasped, behind his phone. Not wasting time, his tongue licked a long strip from her cunt to her clit, fingers gently working in and out of her. Lips sucking on her clit, she felt him making moves with his tongue as if he was spelling something. He was though, spelling his name on her clit, she whimpered as her hand tried to steady as it focused on him.

Moving away from her clit, to press kisses down to her opening, his eyes trained on the camera, giving a wink, finding her entrance his tongue replaced his fingers, and she let out a loud moan feeling his tongue in her pussy.

Her free hand rolling her nipple and playing with the metal bar, feeling weak watching him between her legs. Not knowing where to look, through his phone's camera, or watch the real thing. His groans wracking her body, he couldn’t get enough of how sweet her pussy tasted. 

Pulling away slightly, he panted to catch his breath, he looked at her flushed face and laughed softly, “your pussy is so sweet, so fucking tasty, gonna spend all my days eating your cunt out.”

“I-I won’t complain, getting eaten out everyday sounds like a dream” she whispered breathlessly

His lips wrapped around her clit before moving down, as his tongue entered her cunt. Using the zoom on his camera, she focused on how Dick was tongue fucking her as his thumb rubbed tight circles on her clit. Feeling her pussy tighten around his tongue, she panted and moaned his name loudly, knowing she was close.

“P-please. Fuck I’m so close.”

Groaning against her cunt, he worked his tongue as fast as he could, as his fingers worked on her clit in the same rhythm. Hearing her scream his name loudly, he felt her squirt on him. Groaning, he worked his tongue lazily against her pussy, groaning as he felt her squirt again.

Unaware of how loud her scream was, and unaware of someone standing by the doorway having witnessed Dick eating his best friend's pussy and making her squirt and her holding Dick’s phone towards the scene and recording everything? might be the hottest thing he’s witnessed.

Subtly adjusting his jeans, he awkwardly cleared his throat. Both heads snapped towards the door. Both of them quickly tried to cover up with the bed covers. “Jay…how long were you there for?” Dick asked breathless, chin shining and dripping with your essence.

“um…I guess…long enough to see you make her squirt twice. And you asked her to record it? Fuck that’s hot. Anyways, I came because I heard a scream so I wanted to see if things were okay, and I can see things are more than okay.” He smirked at both of them

“Hey princess, ask Dick to send me that video if you’re okay with it.” Winking at her flushed face, and he laughed as Dick threw a pillow at him telling him to get out and close the door.

Pulling her into his arms, both breathless from what had happened. “You know he was right, that video is the hottest thing on my phone…well until we fuck and I record us, with your consent of course bunny.”

“Hm…that sounds like fun. A close up of your cock going in and out of my pussy…sounds like a great movie night.” she grabbed his hand and placed it onto her wet pussy, sighing as he ran his fingers lightly through her.

“But not till after our date, because I”ve been looking forward to this concert.”

[parkjammys]

that ass won't quit

[puppyspiral]

tights

dick grayson x fem!reader smut

summary: kinktober day 4 - leather/latex

warnings: oral (m!receiving), secret identities being kept

a/n: this one is super short sorry abt that !!

word count: 577

“Y’know, Nightwing,” You began, running a finger down his abs, “It’s really easy to see your dickprint in these tights.”

He grunted in surprise, and you pressed your finger into his cock. The print of his cock through his pants was making you excited, and you sank to your knees.

Nightwing groaned a little, “It’s just that tight so I can move better.”

You grinned and licked your lips, “I think you’re just a huge slut.”

He let out a surprised laugh at your words, and you placed a kiss onto his clothed length. Your teeth grazed at him through it, and he moaned a little. You hooked your finger into the part of his suit where top and bottom parts connected, and your finger ran back and forth on his v-line.

You didn’t pull his pants down, though, because there wasn’t any fun in that. You licked at his cock, which was starting to grow in his pants. It made his already big dick seem massive, and you fantasized about what it would actually feel like inside of you.

Surprisingly enough, the two of you had fooled around before this, but you had never gone all the way.

A small wet spot stained where the tip of his cock was, and you chuckled a little. “Already?” You asked, rubbing your thumb over it.

He bit down on his fingers and moaned, placing his hand in your hair. “What can I say, you turn me on.”

You grinned, “Really?”

“Mm-Mmhmm,” He moaned. It was so good to see him vulnerable like this, and he placed his hand on the back of your head.

“Then fuck me,” You stated simply.

He shook his head, “Can’t. We can do all this sort of stuff, but we can’t fuck.” His voice sounded breathy and high-pitched as you kissed along his cock.

You frowned at his words, “Why not?” You took his clothed length into your mouth and he gasped.

“We’re not that type of, ah, relationship,” He moaned, and you fit as much of his dick into your mouth as you could with his tights restricting it.

You shrugged, even if it was a lame excuse, you were sure you were going to get what you wanted eventually.

The fabric of his tights were surprisingly pliable, and you were able to fit almost his entire cock into your mouth, even with the restriction of his clothing.

He moaned a little, and there was a slight buck of his hips. He was so cute. You continued to suck him off, and he seemed so sensitive to it. You wondered if it was because of his clothes still being on.

Whining a little, he tugged at your hair and said, “I’m gonna cum, oh my God.”

You looked up at him through your eyelashes, and his face was flushed in such a pretty color.

After a few more moments of you doing your absolute best to make him cum, a stuttered groan left his lips and his hips snapped forward. He pulled out of your mouth, and the place where your mouth had been was sopping wet with your saliva and his seed.

You grinned a little, wiping off your mouth as you stood up. “I think I can handle the rest of patrol. You might wanna go home and, ah, clean up.”

He clenched his fists against his sides and you just giggled, giving him a wave as you walked off.

[acourtofidiots]

I want Dick to finger me with the Nightwing gloves with the finger stripes. He’s in his Nightwing uniform, minus any tools or weapons, with you perched in his lap. Your legs spread open over his thighs, so you can’t close your legs. Dick’s gloved fingers playing with your pussy and teasing you. Cooing in your ear as he played with your slick pussy.

“Oh look at you. Taking my fingers so well. Is this why you like the stripes so much baby? Makes you think of me fingering your pretty pussy?” Dick purred in your ear, nipping at your neck as you whimper.

“No one knows that these fingers fuck your hungry cunt. That my fingers are the only ones that can satisfy you and your greedy pussy.” You moan at his words.

Feeling your walls clamp around the Kevlar coated digits inside you. “You gonna come? And so soon too? So pathetic.” Dick said, speeding up his fingers as you began to shake in his hold.

“Please can I cum? Please? I’ve been so good.” You mumble as your ability to hold back starts to fall apart.

“I don’t think so. You’ve been so greedy. I’ve barely been fucking you with my fingers and you’re almost about to cum. That’s not very good now is it.” Dick growled. Making you whimper as you agreed with him.

“Please Nightwing! Please I need it! Wanna come all over your fingers please!” And god dammit, your pretty pleas would always be Dick’s weakness.

“You gonna be a good girl and cum for me?” He cooed, fingers speeding up inside your pussy as Dick’s other hand began to circle your clit. Making your eyes roll back as you fought to hold back. “Uh-huh, please let me cum Nightwing.” Was your final plea and Dick couldn’t deny you.

“Cum for me baby. Be my good girl and cum on my fingers.” And with Dick’s permission you came all over his fingers. Vision blurring together as bliss filled your brain.

I can't...my heart just NUTTED cause of how god damn hOT this is

but also imagine this but villain!reader vs Nightwing. There's been sexual tension between the two of you. It was no secret that the two of you found the other attractive, and it all comes to a standstill when one night, it's just the two of you in an alley. He's got you pinned against the wall in a chokehold, and he was about to say something when the faintest moan leaves your lips. And he's almost giddy with the new information.

"Oh? You like when I choke your pretty neck like this, baby?" He squeezes your neck tighter, and you can feel your panties dampen. "What else do you like about me? Hmm?"

"T-those damn finger stripes," you manage to choke out. He cocks an eyebrow, trailing a hand to the apex of your thighs and gently petting your cunt through your clothes.

"I see. And would you like me to demonstrate what else I can do with my fingers?"

And you never nod your head 'yes' faster than that moment.

[pricetagofficial]

What Happens in Coast City... D.G.[18+]

Warnings: Language, NSFW smut, family shenanigans, reader is hot,

Pairing: CEO! Reader x Dick Grayson

Word Count: 3.7K

Part Two

Masterlist

A/N: I have no excuse for what this is. I am not sorry and you all will fall into this rabbit hole of Dick and his Hot CEO reader. Also, blame Fish for this. 

You were standing by the balcony of the Coast City event center, holding a gin and juice in your hand while watching the crowd. Being one of the richest people in the country, you were expected to attend massive charity events like these, especially if you organized them. It wasn’t a proper thing to do, backing out of a high profile event such as this one. 

After all, If Bruce Wayne’s ward could travel across the country to your event in the place of his father, then you had to come. 

Bruce was a good friend of your father’s, and wonderful business partner and role model. Having known his family for years, you would’ve thought you’d meet his wards at one point or another. 

It wasn’t your fault that you didn’t even know what he looked like. 

However, you’ve noticed that a tall handsome stranger had been eyeing you all night, and with enough alcohol in your system you might have enough courage to make a move. 

Placing your glass on a passing tray, you looked for the beautiful stranger only to be tapped on the shoulder. Quickly turning on your heel, you were pleasantly surprised to see that it was the same man you were looking for. 

“What’s a beautiful woman like you doing so far away from the party?” he asked, blue eyes sparkling in the sunset. 

You quirked a lip and raised a brow, “Just admiring the view,” you responded as you shamelessly eyed the man in front of you. 

“Yeah? And what do you think?” 

“I think I’d like to see more,” 

Not even ten minutes later, the stranger had you pressed against the door of one of the private bathrooms placing hot, wet kisses down your throat. Your fingers slid into the jacket of his suit, pushing it off his shoulders moaning at the sight of his muscles in a tight shirt. 

Hiking your dress up past your hips, the stranger ground his hips into yours pulling a sweet noise from your lips. 

“Do I get to know the name of the beautiful lady in front of me?” he gasped, his large hand wrapping one of your thighs around his waist. 

Gripping his tie, you looked up at him and grinned. “Only if you give me yours handsome,” 

“Dick,” he answered, “Dick Grayson.” 

Pulling him closer by the tie, you leaned in closer to nibble on his ear. “Well Mr. Grayson, you just so happen to find yourself in the company of the organizer of this little event,” 

You listened to Dick’s soft whines, as he tightened his grip on your hips. “So you’re the elusive Y/N, how lucky am I?” he chuckled. 

“Lucky enough to find your way under my dress,” you teased. 

Dick hummed, his fingers skimming the fabric of your lace thong. “And what a beautiful sight it is,” his thumb pressed against your clit, making you tug harder on his tie making him grin. His fingers found their way into your thong, as they slowly began to slide the fabric down your thighs Dick mentally cursing at the sight of your arousal stringing from your pussy to your thong. 

“Fuck baby, don’t even have my cock yet and you’re already killing me.” 

Trailing a finger down his chest, you grinned. “Imagine what I could do to you if I had more to work with.” 

Dick was sure his brain stopped working, watching your face as he visibly gulped. 

“I don’t know what the hell I’ve gotten myself into, but I like it.“ 

“Oh just you wait Mr. Grayson, you’re only scratching the surface.” 

Dick was in Coat City for a week, spending every minute of it with you in any way he could. Who’d have thought that Dick Grayson fell in love at first sight, and followed you around like a lost puppy. 

Not that you were going to complain, Dick was an amazing guy; sweet, sensitive, caring, even if his life was run by secrets you knew that you already had a deep connection with him; and it wasn’t because of how deep he shoved his cock into you the night you met. 

It was your last night together, deciding to spend it at your apartment. You were staring out the large window that led to your balcony, enjoying a scotch when you felt two strong hands slide themselves around your waist. 

Pulling you back into his chest, Dick placed a kiss on your exposed shoulder. “Come on sweetheart, I wanna spend my last night in town with you.” 

Leaning into his touch, you let out a heavenly sigh setting your glass to the side. “My Mr. Grayson, you’re quite demanding tonight, aren’t you?” 

“I know you can’t resist me,” he teased, siding the fabric of your dress up your thighs. 

“And I always get what I want,” you respond, closing your eyes feeling his hands explore your body. 

“And what is it you want, my dear?” 

A grin formed on your face, humming as his lips sucked a mark below your ear. “I want to see you writhe beneath me as I have my way with you,” 

Dick took in a sharp breath, pulling you closer. “Fuck baby, tell me what you want to do to me,” he pleaded, slowly pulling you back towards your bedroom. 

Turning in his hold, you placed a hand and pushed him through the door to your bedroom. It wasn’t long before Dick fell back onto the bed and you crawled onto his lap trailing your finger down his chin. 

“I want to make you shudder from under my touch, as you moan my name.” you whispered, lips brushing against his. You watched as Dick’s eyes fluttered, his lips chasing yours desperate for that bit of contact. 

“I want to fuck you so thoroughly that you’ll still feel my tight pussy wrapped around your dick on the way home.” 

You watched as Dick visibly gulped, hands moving to bunch up your dress. 

“Please baby,” he muttered, “I wanna feel you.” 

Unbuttoning the front of his shirt, you looked at him expectantly. “Strip for me then, I want to see your beautiful body baby.” 

Dick nodded quickly as he shed his clothes, not caring one bit where they landed. Left in nothing but his boxers, Dick pressed his hips up into yours moaning at the contact. 

Using your hand, you palmed his growing cock and grinned at his reaction spreading his legs further for you to cup his bulge. 

“Baby–Baby please,” he gasped, leaning in closer to you as his cock moved against your hand. 

Pulling the zipper down on the back of your dress, you watched Dick’s eyes roam your body. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll take good care of you.” 

Sliding out of your dress, you were left in nothing but your thong and pair of black, mesh Louis Vuitton pumps. Dick’s hands roamed your thighs, ogling at the sight of how long your legs were. 

You were about to kick them off when Dick stopped you, “Leave them on,” he asked, bringing your hand up to his lips. 

Giving him a knowing look, you pushed Dick so he was laying back on the bed. “As you wish handsome,” With a hand propping yourself up and the other massaging Dick’s cock through his boxers, you leaned down and pressed your lips to his. 

Dick opened himself up to you immediately, letting your tongue explore every inch of his mouth you could while his hands dug into the plush skin of your ass cheeks. 

Swallowing each moan, you felt every twitch and shudder of his body as you pressed yours against his. Dick’s hips jutted into yours, letting out a strangled cry as you squeezed his cock in your hand. 

“F–Fuck! Baby, please lemme– I wanna make you feel good, please?” 

“Look at my baby asking so nicely,” you grinned, gripping his chin between your fingers before pulling him to where you want. “Go on, Dickie,” 

Dick wasted no time in kissing at your neck, before he moved lower and sucked on the skin with his lips. His name left you in soft prayers, as you gripped his hair guiding his mouth to where you wanted it. 

Moving your hips against his, you felt Dick shudder beneath you as he moaned against your lips. His hands moved from your ass to your waist and neck, tilting your head to give him a better angle. 

Leaning into Dick’s touch, you slid your thong off your hips and kicked it off, making quick work of getting Dick’s boxers off him. Taking his hands in yours, you pinned them above his head, grinning at the soft whine that left Dick’s lips. 

“Oh, you like being helpless?” you teased, looking at his flustered face. 

Dick couldn’t help but nod, his chest heaving slowly against yours. His eyes were wide as he stared at you, watching as you lifted your hips and lowered down onto his cock. 

Tipping his head back, Dick let out a loud moan feeling your tight walls around his cock. Writhing his legs, Dick gasped feeling you rock your hips against his. Moving against you, Dick chased after your lips that were mere inches from his. 

“Baby–Baby please,” 

He could almost taste your lip gloss, your perfume ensnaring his senses muddling them up as he tried to focus on what he wanted. 

“Please, I–I need more,” he whined. 

Tightening your grip on his hands, you watched Dick’s face scrunch up with each move of your hips against his. 

“Come one baby,” you cooed, “Be a good boy, and fill me with your cum.” 

Dick didn’t realize how close he was until you spoke, telling him to cum. Bucking his hips, Dick moaned your name chasing his high while you used his cock for your own pleasure. 

It wasn’t long before Dick cried out, painting your walls white with his hot seed moaning as your pussy squeezed every last drop from him. Biting his lip, you moaned with him as you reached your climax, riding out your high before collapsing beside him. 

Dick took a deep breath before rolling onto his side, and pulling you into his chest. 

“Fuck, you’re amazing.” 

You let out a chuckle, leaning back into his chest chasing his warmth as his arms tightened around your waist. “Well, it’s a good thing I don’t plan on forgetting you, Mr. Grayson.” 

“You gonna see me off at the airport?” he asked. 

Letting out a sigh, you brushed his bangs out of his eyes. “Unfortunately, I have a meeting in the morning.” 

“Damn, guess we just have to make the most of our time together.” he grinned, pulling you closer again, placing kisses all over your face. 

Exactly fifteen hours later, Dick was walking up the stairs and in the front doors of Wayne Manor with Alfred in tow. He wasn’t in the door for a full ten seconds before Dick was bombarded with pleas from Tim to never leave him alone with Jason and Damian again, accompanied by Duke and Cass watching Steph attempt a crazy stunt on the banister.

Dick only went to the gala in Bruce’s place because he has important league business, and Dick was the next person he could trust to send in his stead.

The only thing was, Dick wasn’t paying attention. He was too busy staring at a text you sent him, telling Dick to be safe and to call you when he got settled. Not only that, but it had a picture attached of you, completely topless with your full chest in view, making his mouth water at the sight of your boobs.

Jason eyed Dick suspiciously, the dorky look on his face accompanied by the twinkle in his eyes? If Jason didn’t know better, something happened to Dick while he was in Coast City, something pretty with long legs and heels to match.

“Yo Dickhead, you alright?” 

Dick snapped out of his haze, and looked at Jason quickly shoving his phone in his pocket. “Y–Yeah, I’m good. What’s up?” 

Now the others were starting to clue in to Dick’s obvious want to be anywhere but where he was. 

“What’s got your head in the clouds?” Steph asked, trotting her way over towards him, taking a drink from her water bottle. 

“Nothing, just a friend.” 

Now everyone was suspicious. 

“Now you have to spill Grayson,” Damian said, eyeing his older brother. 

Dick chewed his lip in silence, there was no way he could tell his younger siblings that he hooked up with the event organizer of the charity gala, let alone that he did it more than once and followed you around the entire week like a lost puppy. He especially couldn’t tell them he was just staring at your tits.

He had no idea how you did it, but you had Dick on a leash and the only thing missing was the physical object. Not that he thought you would object to that. 

“I made a friend.” was all he said, worried he would give everything away if he said more. 

“Who’s this friend?” Duke pressed, a glint in his eyes. 

“Nonya, Nonya Business.” 

“Oooh, he’s getting testy.” Jason teased, “Was it a girl?” 

“I am done talking about this,” and with that Dick went up the stairs to his temporary room, ignoring the probing questions from the others. It wasn’t until almost dinner when Dick saw them all again. 

“So Dick, are you gonna tell us about your imaginary girlfriend or what?” 

And suddenly Dick regretted all of his life choices, starting with taking Jason under his wing when he became Robin. 

“I can leave you in charge of the house,” Dick threatened, clearly not having it. 

Jason grinned, “Hit a sore spot? So does this mystery girl actually exist or what?” 

Dick stayed silent. 

“Can you at least tell us where she lives? Cause we know it’s not Gotham.” Tim said.

“Wait, let me guess, Canada?” Steph giggled. 

“Coast City.” 

“Oh so Canada but south.” 

“Jason I swear to fucking God–”

Jason threw his head back laughing, “Chill out Blue Bird, we’re just teasing. All you have to do is show us a picture of this girl and we’ll leave you alone.” 

If Dick didn’t have such good control of the way his body reacted to things, his ears would have been a bright shade of pink. Sure he had a picture or two of you, but they were not ones he was willing to share with his younger siblings. Besides, he doubted they would believe him if Dick said he met Y/N L/N, the youngest CEO of the current day. 

“One more word and I eat upstairs, leaving you all under Jason’s care.” 

Immediately there were protests and promises to behave and not mention it, but Dick knew better. They were going to bring it up until they got an answer.

It wasn’t until after dinner and Dick retired to his room to rest for the night, too tired to risk going out as Nightwing. He couldn’t protect the city if he wasn’t at his best, a lesson he had to learn the hard way. 

Pulling up your number, Dick held the phone to his ear and laid back on his bed. 

Lucky for you, Dick called as you had just gotten out of the shower. Answering the phone, you couldn’t help but smile. “Hey handsome, how was the flight home?” 

Dick chuckled, “It was fine until I got home,” 

“Aww, poor baby.” you cooed, pretending you didn’t know how much of an effect your words had on Dick. “Tell me all about it,” 

“I was barely in the door before I was bombarded with questions about who I was talking to.” 

“And did you tell them who?” 

Dick laughed, the sound putting a smile on your face. “Even if I did, they wouldn’t believe a woman like you would go for a guy like me.” 

A grin formed on your lips, “Oh, and what kind of woman am I?” You teased. 

“One that will send nudes when my family is around,” he chuckled. 

“One that can bring a man to his knees with one look,” You could hear the tone of his voice drop, listening to the sultry sound you had gotten so accustomed to. “Strong, independent, driven, commandeering, and did I mention so fucking sexy that it can drive a man insane?” 

“How insane?” 

Dick groaned and ran his hand over his face, “So insane that I can’t get you out of my head. The way your body fit against mine, and how my cock aches to feel you again.” 

“What will you do when we meet again?” 

Dick didn’t miss the tone of your voice, nor the way you worded it. It was a promise to see him again, his beautiful temptress that had him under lock and key. “I’d have you wrapped around my cock in any way I can have you,” he started. “FIll your tight little pussy until you are begging me to slow down, and even then I would continue to use your body as a filthy cocksleeve.” 

Dick’s words shot straight to your core, the vivid image he painted leaving nothing to the imagination as you envisioned yourself getting absolutely railed by Dick Grayson. “Dickie,” you started so nice and soft. You could hear his hum in acknowledgement at the airy tone to your voice, before you grinned. 

“You’re making it hard not to hop on a plane just so I can fuck you senseless.” 

The sudden shift in your tone gave him whiplash, “What would you do to me baby? Haven’t I been a good boy already?” 

“Oh, the naughtiest.” you hummed. “I’d edge you for hours, refusing to let you cum as I use your cock to get myself off. Tie you to the bed, as I toy with you until you are begging for me to let you cum, and only then will I fuck you until you can’t cum anymore.” 

Dick’s breathing picked up as he began fisting his cock, “Is that a promise? Because I really fucking hope it is baby girl.” 

“Oh the filthiest of promises, reserved only for your ears baby. Don’t forget, I’d love to get a video once you finish.” If the arousal dripping between your thighs told you anything, Dick was just as turned on as you were, and his breathing told you that he was already getting down to business.

“Only if you send me a shot of you playing with that perfect, pretty little cunt of yours.” he grunted, bucking his hips into his hand. 

“Sounds like a deal.” 

With that, you hung up the phone. Dropping the towel, you spread your legs and propped your phone up to get the perfect angle of not just your soaked pussy, but your breasts and your face as well. Dick was going to get a whole ass show, and it’s what he deserved for making you so fucking horny. 

Hitting the record button, you ran your fingers lightly over your folds. Letting out little gasps, wishing that it was Dick’s fingers instead of yours. The way they curled perfectly, fucking you into a state of bliss. 

“Dickie–” You whined, thrusting two fingers into your soaked pussy. “Want you–need you,”

You were close to begging, knowing it drove him crazy to have you beg for him. 

Closing your eyes, you almost felt his body pressed against yours as he worked you over with his hand whispering the filthiest of promises into your ear. His hips rutting against your thigh, listening to the whines from your throat while his rough hand pinched and pulled at your nipple. 

Brushing your walls with the tips of your fingers, your body jolted forward followed by a cry of his name. Your legs writhed on the bed, gripping your hair as you brought yourself closer to your climax. Dick’s lips would be all over you, wanting to taste every bit of you he could. 

“Miss you–miss your pretty cock–” Making sure to spread your pussy open for the camera to see, you picked up the pace of your fingers moaning louder with each thrust. Before you knew it, your vision went white as you cummed all over your hand screaming Dick’s name. 

Feeling your release on your fingers, you brought yourself down before looking directly at the camera and licked your hand clean. 

Ending the recording, you sent it in a message to Dick before getting up and began to clean yourself up and put on a simple nightgown. A couple minutes later, you felt your phone buzz and saw that you got a message from Dick. 

Opening the message, you grinned. 

Dickie: Enjoy the show princess, ;)

Hitting the attachment, you were immediately greeted with the view of Dick’s face all hot and bothered. 

“Fuck, I miss you baby.” he panted, the sound of skin slapping audible in the background. “I miss you, the sound of your voice, the way your tight little pussy feels around my aching cock.” 

Panning the camera down, Dick’s cock came into view with his hand wrapped tightly around it. Beads of pre cum flowed from the tip, angry and red from how turned on Dick was. 

His moans flowed out of him as he fisted his cock, muttering your name. 

“I’m going to fuck you so hard next time I see you, you won’t be able to walk straight baby.” he grunted, picking up the pace. “Gonna stuff you so full, my cum is going to be dripping down your legs.” 

Dick’s moans got louder and more desperate the closer he got to his climax. Your name fell from his lips, almost like he was pleading for you. 

“F–Fuck,” Dick brought his other hand up, biting it to muffle his cries as he cummed spurting all over his hand and stomach. Pumping through his climax, Dick collapsed back on the bed and looked at the camera. 

“See you soon baby girl,” he grinned. Even when he was exhausted, Dick still could charm the pants off anyone he wanted, and it was a good thing you weren’t wearing any. 

Already worked up from what you just witnessed, you immediately typed a reply. 

You: First chance I get, I’m gonna visit my favorite boy.

Tossing the phone beside you, you collapsed on the bed and stared at the ceiling. This was supposed to be a quick fling, but Dick Grayson had you under his spell and you were not going to complain. 

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[dxckgrxsonx]

Dick Grayson the type to make out with your pussy after having a stressful night, he'll make you cum over and over again, till you're sobbing and you don't know if you're pushing him away or pulling him closer to your pussy as you become overstimulated

hhHHH yes!! His head gets too loud so he just buries it between your thighs. You didn't want to come like six times in a row?? too bad.

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He gets his post patrol thoughts trapped in a cycle and his body feels like it's coming apart when he strips out of his suit but you're soft and awake and wearing something he can easily push to the side so he can get his mouth on you.

There's stress and the burden of incredible responsibility and sometimes he just wants to give you something good because it also makes him feel good.

He makes sure to hold your hands so you can't push him away when when it gets too much. It's soft and sweet but it's ultimately not an act of intimacy; its more like control, or a contingency for when the overstimulation guides you to start trying to pull away. He intertwines your fingers so he can hold you still, so he can anchor your trembling hands against your tummy and continue to kiss at your sensitive pussy.

His mouth is wet and sticky with your arousal and he loves it. Answers your soft, tired little noises with obscene licks and sucks at your puffy, sore clit until there's slick coating his chin.

He makes sure to keep the pressure light, buffering the otherwise sharp sting of overstimulation. Kisses your pussy and gives it long, slow licks from your soaked entrance to your swollen clit, making sure to really make out with the most sensitive part of you.

He pushes you over the edge for what feels like the tenth time but he just lightens up the pressure until your pussy stops twitching against his mouth, and then he starts again, soft, slow kisses until you're crying and shivering but undoubtedly building up to that peak again even though you think it should be impossible.

Just tumbling from one high to another, burning from overstimulation and having no choice but to take it until Dick manages to break the cycle in his head.

[gotham-fan-shit]

touch tank

Pairing: Dick Grayson x Fem Reader

Request: n/a

Warnings: Implied oral (fem receiving), not proofread

Word Count: 391

A/N: song fics are my passion and i wanted to provide a little treat whilst i work on requests. enjoy my drabbling

SONG !!

to say dick grayson was forged by the gods would not have done him justice. you’ve met those that are, a product of his line of work, and it is no easy comparison. the average person may be fooled by the golden tint to his skin, the way it shimmers when the sun beats down on it, or the ocean that hides in the depths of his eyes. but there is something else there, too. something more in the way his hair is darker than anything you’ve ever seen, tinted by the blue oceans from which he was born, bones formed from the white seafoam. in the way his curls fall over his face in perfect coils as though carved by a masterful hand.

your hand is locked in them, and you cannot see it through thick strands of shadow. his fingers grip your thighs, soft unlike anything else. he is eager, but he is gentle, and the sparks that ripple in your gut feel like remnants of a bonfire, embers that may soon build to a vigorous flame.

as he works his magic, your head cannot help but swim. it is a cocktail of various confusions - a feeling like swimming without a parachute, something that seemingly makes sense to you in your disillusion. you can see his back muscles moving as he does, spreading as angel wings in his fervour. it feels as though he is a lone traveller in a vast ocean; a pearl sitting at the bottom of a lonely seabed. one in a million, a ratio to which no one else could ever compare.

so as you look at him, his face buried and his hands roaming, you cannot help but think he may be a reincarnation of something greater. perhaps a bright star or great ocean was condensed and fitted into the mighty body of a man you could never dream of being so lucky as to love. but your dream is kneeled at the edge of your bed, and he is not a sight you need to sleep to see. whatever clay or spirit or other material he was made of surely was picked by the finest hand, forged in the brightest star or shaped by the most delicate mould. and you are lucky to call that which can only be defined as perfection, yours.

[roturo]

Written All Over Your Face dick grayson x reader

→ summary: “Well, you know what they say, Love and Hate are two sides of a very, very thin line. For what I can see, you have a pent up sexual frustration written all over your face Dick.”

→ warnings: SMUT. p in v, unprotected sex (don't be dumb and wrap it), enemies to lovers, heroe!reader, breeding kink, bulge kink ¿?, not proof-read, possessive behavior, begging...

words: 2k

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Being a heroe wasn't easy. Neither being considered a competition for Nightwing. The Ex-Robin. The Dick Grayson.

Both being ¨super-heroes¨ with no powers brought many controversial articles between you two, not only at the Gotham-Batman times, but also now at the new Titans times.

You never thought seeing him again and his boyish smile and attitude. No wonder why he has many girls falling for him, not only as Nightwing, but also as his real identity. But this rough times between the heroes, made the destiny bringing you together again.

Both of you had mutual friends, and when Dawn invited you to meet the new Titans, and asked you for help to train them, you never thought of seeing him again, neither of both of you training teenage kids how to become high quality-trained super heroes.

¨Sorry.¨ Were the last words you heard from Dawn, when she left you with bird boy at the training room, giving you an apologetic smile.

God bless her natural charm and being the trusting friend she is because you couldn't hit her face right now with the rage you're feeling.

¨Hi!¨ A green-haired boy said to you, he had the same, maybe not as pretty, boyish smile like Grayson. ¨Hello...?¨

¨Gar.¨ He told you, not putting down the smile.

With just a nod and a not so happy smile, your eyes moved into a purple-haired girl, who just smiled at you and said her name. ¨Rachel.¨ She hit the boy next to her with her elbow, murmuring his name.

¨Jason.¨ He said, ¨Is this your girlfriend Dick? Because she's pretty good looking for a guy like you. But yeah, what she's doing here anyways?¨

Oh. Yeah. Bird boy. He's here.

¨Yeah Grayson, what’s going on?¨ Completely ignoring the fact Dick was about to answer Jason’s question with furrowed brows and you obviously knowing why you're here since Dawn explained you. ¨And no, i'm not his girlfriend.¨ You looked at Jason with a smile which changed into a fake smile when your eyes returned to Dick. ¨He wishes.¨ You said, your head turning to the side, obviously trying to make him angry. At which he only scoffed, knowing you well enough to know what you were trying. ¨Yeah number two, maybe we can just pass at me explaining you why you´re here.¨

Number two? He WISHES.

¨I know why am I here. I don´t know if your little brain remembers you made Dawn bring me here to help you train this kids.¨ You got closer to him, not breaking eye contact. ¨And number two? pfft, If you were number one, maybe you wouldn't have been replaced by new Robin here.¨

That got him exactly where you wanted him. He might seem like a strong and rough guy, but behind all that image of big boy, there’s nothing else but trauma.

You couldn’t help but notice how his jaw clenched at the small giggle Jason let when you mentioned Dick being replaced. Side-eyeing him, Jason stopped. Dick sighed trying to calm himself down.

“First. I didn’t know Dawn brought you here, she just told me about bringing the perfect person to help me train them, I was not expecting you.” You could tell he was still angry at the remark, so he wanted to correct you. “Second. I didn’t got replaced. I left Wayne by choice of mine.”

“And third. I’m not longer Robin.”

It got into a really tense vibe between you and Dick trying to kill each-other with just your eyes, everyone in silence, clearly uncomfortable at this new encounter.

“Can both of you stop eye-fucking eachother and can we finally start the training?” Jason said, trying to bring both of you back to earth.

That clearly caught both of your attention to what Jason said, clearly annoyed at the wrong remark of how both of you were looking at each-other. “We’re not “eye-fucking” each-other Jason, stop getting into other’s people conversations.” With that, Dick started grabbing everything for the training of today, moving on. Jason just raised his arms at the air, (like when they’re showing they’re not armed), with a small smirk on his face.

“Well, you know what they say, Love and Hate are two sides of a very, very thin line. For what I can see, you have a pent up sexual frustration written all over your face Dick.”

That brought a hard, and big laugh to your face, how could Jason say that? This kids don’t even respect their “leader” This was going to be a funny training.

After what seemed like 1 hour of training, and getting to know the kids, you could get which were the flaws and weaknesses. Maybe you couldn’t understand quite well Rachel’s powers, but some time will do it.

You asked Gar where you could sleep the night, since it was already getting late and your most likely staying some days here, you'll also need some extra clothes at least for today.

Gar told you to stay in the spare room next's to Dick's, great, what a nice neighbor you have. He also gave you some clothes you could use tonight, tomorrow you could go back to your place and get some clothes, your skincare.... and I guess your super-hero suit.

When going out of the bathroom after a long shower (which you deserved), Dick was standing there, shirtless, all sweaty, and just with some grey sweatpants on... he looks.... nice, yeah. Obviously annoyed but when he saw you, his face turned into... panic?

He doesn't know what's happening to him right now, might be stress he needs to get relieved, yeah, sure, that's the reason he feels his pants getting tighter every-second he keeps looking at you right now.

¨Are you okay bird-boy why´re you just static over here, I know you have problems, but this a new one.¨ You looked up and down at Dick's figure, obviously checking him out, not like he needs to find out, noticing he´s quite handsome, not like you would tell him also, he's hot, and he knows it.

¨That´s... That´s my shirt¨ Was all that Dick could say, well, shit.

You knew the t-shirt had a distinct laundry soap scent which remind you of someone, and maybe a pint of perfume, but who could blame you?! Might be Gar's or Jason's!

¨And those... are my boxers.¨ double shit.

You could see he was obviously blushed and you're sure you are too, but what a coincide. It's like you could hear Rachel, Gar and Jason's laughing at the both of you.

¨Well... do want me to give them back at you?¨ You broke the tense silence, trying to take your, his, shirt-off, completely forgetting you're in front of him, you needed to find a way out of here.

¨No, no, no, stop! Leave it there, then you give it back to me.¨ He assured you, grabbing your hands and pulling them down with your, his? t-shirt. ¨And it looks better on you anyways.¨ That's all he said before speed entering to the bath-room.

¨Hey Dick!, Wait.¨ To say you couldn't feel the wetness of your pussy going out and asking for some relief, would be considered a crime. ¨What do you ne-¨ You cut him off by entering the bath-room closing the door in the process, both of your lips connecting in a perfect symphony like they were made for each-other. He left a sudden whine at the loss of the soft touch of your lips.

¨Oh.¨ Was all he could say, you don't understand what happened to you, it wasn't definitely a normal behavior between you two. ¨Oh my god. I'm so sorry Dick, I don't know what happened to me, i'm-¨ You couldn't finish the last sentence when you felt his lips in yous again. A little hesitant this time, he stops, unsure of his actions, but he lose it all. ¨Do it again.¨

That's all he needed to continue kissing you, hands caressing you neck, positioning them as a chocking posture, later going to trace your jaw as he continues kissing you.

He started giving you kisses trailing down your chin, making you moan at the specific spot that made your legs shake, he started leaving love bites between your chest, later going down on you, pulling your t-shirt upwards, getting between your breasts and marking them as his.

¨Please Dick... Please make me feel good.¨ It´s like something got into him when his hands started roaming your body like crazy, pulling your shirt off, your hand reaching his sweatpants, and later his cock, noticing he has no underwear under neat it. ¨It's like you were ready for this bird-boy, ah!-¨ Even when you try to tease him, he finds a way to tease you back even in a better way, his fingers playing with your nipple had you giddy and trembling. ¨Be a good girl if you want me to fuck you.¨

All you could do is nod and start stroking his hard cock, already leaking pre-cum which made the stroking easier, playing with the head had him as a moaning mess.

“Fuck, wait — shit. Mm— fuck. Wh-where did you learn to do that?” He left a whiny moan at the lose of your touch.

“Well, the noises you make are a pretty good indication of how you like it.” He man-handled you, turning you around, making you see yourself at the mirror.

“…God you sound so fucking cocky right now and it’s turning me on even more.”  He ripped apart the boxers you were wearing. ¨Don't worry, I have plenty more.¨ Fuck him and his fucking pretty smile.

With no more waiting, he positioned himself, and started thrusting into you. He fits just right, and could touch all the places you couldn't reach.

“Let me know if I’m doing anything wrong, okay? I want to make you feel as good as possible.” Even when he's fucking your brains out, he finds a way to be that kind and nice guy he is.

“O-Okay.”  Was all you could tell him, before & after some moans and whines from both of you, one specific thrust had you seeing stars.

His hand lingered down your tummy and he moaned at the bump he could feel, when he was going in and out with his thrusts. ¨Oh baby, I'm going to make you mine, fill you up.¨

He started playing with your clit, it had you crazy all the feelings of his body, his thrusts, him.

¨´You´re so good for me, all for me... 'm gonna' fill you up with my babies, 'm gonna make you a mommy, full of my cum every-day just to make sure.¨

That was all you needed to cum, with just some last thrusts he came inside you too, fulfilling his promise of keeping you full of his cum. He waited for you to calm down, before he inserted two of his fingers, recollecting the cum that was falling out your hole, inserting it inside you again, making you moan at the sudden intrusion.

He got the tub ready, and got you inside it, in front of him while he cleaned your sore body while kissing it.

¨I can't believe it took me all this years to realize how I feel about you.¨ Your heart was anxious at how your confession would be received.

¨Doesn't take an idiot to figure out. You couldn't tell I was and I am in love with you because you were too busy trying to beat all that rivalry. I was in love the moment you kicked my ass for the first time.¨

You chuckled at the confession, and laid your head on his shoulder where you could see his dumb smirk. ¨You have that stupid smirk on your face again, can't you have a serious conversation with me?, can we fight again?¨

He laughed at your comment ¨Not a possible thing for me when you look this cute all marked by me and confessing your feelings for me.¨ The small pecks he started leaving on your neck and back had you giggling.

¨I love you.¨

¨I love you too, bird-boy.¨

[patheticbabie]

question for boss!dick grayson and his assistant, are a demanding boss?

Assistant!reader: what's he like? Do you guys ever blur the lines of boss/employee?

dick: me demanding? oh please anyone who works for me will tell you I'm not that demanding of a boss, all I ask for my employees is to do their job properly, and not fuck up and make me angry with their half assed work.

assistant!reader: he's a great boss, very diligent worker, most nights works overtime, so of course I have to stay behind and help him out. Between you and me...it's lowkey hot when he gets mad, he does this thing where he loosens his tie, rolls up his sleeves, and runs his fingers through his hair. God he just looks so damn hot like that. As for blurring the lines as boss/employee? it's against company rules to engage in sexual acts with our superiors...but it did happen one night during overtime. We were taking a break from reading documents, and he noticed how stressed out I was. One thing led to another, and suddenly I'm on his desk, skirt bunched up to my hips, panties to the side, getting my pussy eaten by my boss. Let me tell you, that tongue of his fucking hell, he's talented. Not only did he make me squirt, but he got me to ride his face. Let's just say since then, we've been looking for moments to be alone.

talk to the muses or get to know more about them and send questions

[beautysamour]

Dick Grayson X Overstimulation ! something where Dick is jealous or a little angry because the protagonist doesn't care about herself Dick is an Overprotective boyfriend

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟐: 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

— 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

“Di—ick,” you squeeze your eyes shut as you start to recover from your orgasm. The bed squeaks in sync with his cock hitting that weak spot inside your pussy.

“Oh, now the pretty girl calls out my name yeah? Fuck—,” he tries to keep his head up as you clench around his cock, “What happened to the other guy, huh?” He shuts his eyes, his dick twitching inside of you as a wet moan leaves your throat.

“He—he doesn’t matter! I wa—hah—was just teasing you,” you arch your back into him, fingers gripping onto the bedsheets as you start to remember how every vein on his cock feels.

He laughs, lowering himself so his torso meets your arched body. He watches the way your face contorts—it’s not enough.

“Ba—baby, I’m clo—!,” your eyes roll to the back of your head, the sound of his balls hitting your ass ringing through your ears, “Oh my…fuck.”

You moan as your knees get pushed to your chest, your boyfriends deeper thrusts causing your heart to stutter, “Dick, Dick—hah, baby, that feels good, that feels soooo—“

“I know, I know,” he smiled sadistically as he watched your eyes cross, he kissed the sides of your ankles as he flicked your nub—what a beautiful sight you were.

Suddenly your body stiffened, “Dick—Dick—! Dick, I’m—cumming!”

He chuckled at the way you gripped onto the bedsheets, as if you would never come back down from cloud nine if you hadn’t. His eyes glimmered with lust as he watched your cum splutter everywhere.

He waits for your eyes to open, waits for you to look at him—“Fuck, baby,” his eyes shut as he feels his cock twitch while your pussy spasms around him. His head drops, his grip on your ankles tightening as his cum mix with yours.

You fight back a moan as you watch him cum, the sight of him reaching his peak making your pussy clench, “You’re so hot.”

He chuckles, eyes still closed as he starts to lower your legs, “Even more than that guy?”

A cocky smirk forms on his face as you try to answer but get cut off by a moan—a moan that he’s responsible for, not that other guy.

“I already told you—,” you choke on your breath as Dick starts to slowly thrust into you again, “—he doesn’t mat—ter to me.”

Wincing as Dick hits your g—spot, you muster all the strength you could, which isn’t much right now, to wrap your legs around his waist, “Only yo—you matter.”

Dick snorts as you look at him through watery eyes, he makes sure to brush his finger against your nub as he hits your sweet spot. He leans down, pressing a kiss on your stomach and leaving a trail as he reaches your neck, “Figured that no one else can make you feel this good?”

The bed squeaks as he moves his hips, you secure your grip around his waist.

“A-also because I lo—love you,” your head tilts back against the pillow as the feeling of pleasure gets mixed in with pain as your pussy twitches around his dick for the nth time.

He pauses for a second at hearing those words—just for a second before his composure comes back—and tears start to fill your vision as your g—spot gets overwhelmed, “I love you too, baby, but,” his hand travels from your pussy to your stomach, and he pushes down locating his cock.

“I need you to forget him, and we have all night for that.”