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perv!bfnightwing can’t get enough of his girlfriend after a particularly grueling night of patrol…
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you’re convinced your boyfriend spends the majority of his time trying to devise ways to get his hands on you.
he’ll come up behind you quietly once he’s home, arms wrapping around your waist, his fingers pressing gently into your skin. innocent at first, you’ll think, but his fingers’ll start slipping lower under they’re brushing your already soaked folds.
he’s a predictable man. he can’t help it.
“baby,” you warn, but he pays no mind to your voice as one finger gathers some of your slick. his touch is feather fucking light, almost annoyingly so.
he hasn’t even changed out of his suit, you notice, when you twist around to see dick graysonnightwing stick his finger into his mouth, tongue swirling around like he’s savoring some delicacy.
he looks at you like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar, eyes wide behind his domino. “couldn’t help it,” he says, shrugging, taking his fingers out with with a wet pop!. “dick got hard.”
you squint at him, trying to figure out if he’s talking about himself in the third person or his anatomy. probably both.
“you’re wet,” he remarks, pressing his hard length into your ass. an arm squeezes gently around your waist as he sways the two of you back and forth a little. “cmon, help me burn off some of that stress,” he whines. his nose brushes your neck insistently. “need you.”
not ten minutes later he’s got you in a vicious mating press on the floor of the kitchen, unable to do anything but claw at nightwing’s back as he pounds into you relentlessly. his length has stretched you impossibly tonight, each slam of your body onto his creating frothy rings of white at the base of his cock.
his suit’s stayed on—he’s much too needy to take anything off. not until he coaxes a few more orgasms from your body, at least.
“f-fuck,” he moans, his hands roaming your body. the thin top you’ve got on has been hastily pushed up, panties pushed to the side. “couldn’t stop thinking of you, baby.”
you can’t do anything but whine in response, his cockhead hitting that spot inside you as your gummy walls try to draw him in closer. each drag of his length is unadulterated pleasure, your mind blank with bliss. “p-please,” you manage to stammer out. “d-dick-“
“hmm?” your boyfriend says, preoccupied in pulling out almost entirely to just slam back in to the hilt. you nearly scream.
“needta cum,” you babble, back arching off the tiled floor. “please, i-“ you cut off with a broken sob as he fucks into you faster.
his thumb finds your mouth, slick with your combined juices, and a finger presses on your lips. you can’t help but open your mouth, and it slips to press on your tongue.
he thrusts in particularly viciously and you cannot help but clench around his cock, your pussy spasming as your orgasm rips through your body.
he pulls out when he feels the pressure at the base of his cock starting to spill over, choosing to spill himself all over your panties, thighs and stomach. he’s got you clenching around nothing, painting a mess on your skin like he’s fucking picasso.
when he finally meets your eyes, peeling the domino off, he’s positively ravenous. “round two.”
you can’t help but agree.
author’s note: I FINALLY POSTED THIS!!! thank you everyone who voted in that poll 😭💔 this is for yall
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