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dxckgrxsonx · 11 months

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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.

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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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hanasnx · 4 months

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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.”

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roturo · 9 months

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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.

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.¨

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sanriothot · 4 months

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SHOWER SURPRISE

Dick Grayson x Female! Reader

Summary: You try joining Dick in the shower for some time together and it backfires.

Warning: SMUT! NSFW! 18+ ONLY! MINORS DNI OR YOU WILL GET BLOCKED! hickeys, oral (m receiving), pet names (babe + baby), please don’t do sexc time in the shower, you might hurt yourself ☹️ also no beta, we die like robins

Word Count: 1,168

A/N: look at me, two fics a couple days apart! I saw a writing prompt with this plot years ago and i’ve always wanted to write it! I just wanted to let everyone know that requests are open! I’m still working on finishing work from my drafts but I don't mind working on other ideas. just make sure to check faq before requesting. Ofc reblogs and replies are always appreciated 💖

This wasn’t part of your plan. Not part of the plan at all.

You scrambled out of the freezing cold shower and clambered for your bathrobe that hung on the door of your shared bathroom. Water dripped all over the floor but you were more focused on getting warm.

“Baby?!” Dick gasped, it was hard to miss the shock in his voice. His head popped out from behind the sliding shower door, his eyes wide and jaw already on the floor. “Are you okay?”

Your eyes glaze over at his muscular frame, only slightly obscured by the frosted glass of the shower door. it’s not like you haven’t seen him undressed before but you can’t help but to ogle at him with no shame.

You wanted to surprise Dick by joining him for his post-patrol shower. Help him get off the sweat and grime from a long night and maybe get him dirty in a different way. But you forget one key piece of information.

Dick typically takes cold showers after patrols.

“Yes, just-“ Goosebumps sprinkled across your dark skin, most of it still exposed despite how tightly you wrapped yourself up in your bathrobe. You caught yourself almost letting your teeth chatter while continuing to speak to your boyfriend. “Just so cold.”

“Come back in, I’m gonna warm up the shower.” Dick moves towards the faucet of the walk in shower. A squeak rings out as it turns and slowly the bathroom mirror begins to fog up from steam.

“C’mon, Babe,” He stretches his arm out for you.

You strip your robe off slowly. It’s not like Dick is lying about warming up the shower but that small part of your mind still can’t get over the shock of the cold water. You fully expect to get drenched with bone chilling water for the second time tonight.

“I promise, it’s warm, baby.” As if he could read your mind (or just read your body language, being that he was adopted by the world’s greatest detective).

You step in the shower once again now greeted by warm water and the sweet smile of your boyfriend.

“There you are. I really thought you were going to ditch me for a second.”

You took the suds covered loofah from out of his hand and gently ran it across his chest. You giggle to yourself before answering “Almost did.”

You and Dick go through your entire shower routine together, occasionally sprinkling in small talk on how your day went.

Soon, You’re rinsing each other off, the soap swirling down the drain. Dick drags his hands up and down the sides of your body, the water running down the both of you. He’s completely smitten with you after feeling so well taken care after a long night.

He leans in, dusting kisses across your face, making it distracting you from rinsing the soap from his inky black hair. He’s teasing you. Each kiss, you think he’ll finally kiss on your lips but the kiss lands somewhere else instead.

After a while, you had enough of his game. you tangle your fingers into his hair and guide his lips to yours.

Dick let out a whimper, he pressed your body against the shower wall, deeping this kiss. His hands roamed your body, fingers massaging your ass and the other hand squeezing your boob. He kisses the corner of your mouth, to cheek and then your jawline. Finally, he works his way down your neck, kisses getting sloppier as he goes. Your breaths get deeper while he sucks on the crook of your neck, grazing his teeth on it before dragging his tongue. Your neck is covered in hickeys but couldn’t care less, the only thing on your mind is making sure you and Dick have a great time and enjoy the moment.

“I need to know if you want this,” Dick says.

You look into his baby blue eyes with so much excitement. “I want this.”

“On your knees, now.”

You slowly drop to your knees, making sure to steady yourself as not to fall on the tile floor. His dick already hard, your fingers wrap around it, giving him a couple pumps. You let your tongue swirl on the tip, getting a taste of the precum that was already leaking out. Your lips work its way past his tip, taking your sweet time to suck him off.

“I know you can take it or am I too big for you?” You both lock eyes as he smirks, clearly teasing you.

And at the moment, you thought fuck taking your sweet time.

Your hands move to his thighs and squeeze them, letting your nails slightly dig into his skin to ground. You increase your speed, head bobbing with all caution thrown out. Your mind was already made, you were determined to work your way down his shaft. Coaxing more moans and whimpers out of Dick as you continue sucking him off. You can’t help but to moan at the filthy sounds you were making in the process.

You got yourself as close to his hilt as you could, your mouth adjusting to his size before Dick grabs the back of your head and thrusts.

“That’s right. Every inch of me.” He groans out.

You're completely at his mercy, your mind can only focus on how good this feels while you deep throat him. He slowly pulls out before thrusting again and again, working up to steady pace to fuck you to. He was kidding about taking every inch of him because god, you could feel how big he was. Your eyes glassy as a mix of drool and precum drips down your chin, trying your best not to choke.

“Don’t stop, baby. I’m so close-“ He moans, his hips rutting into your mouth, his self control slipping. Each trust was getting sloppier than the last. The water from the shower runs down every crevice of his toned body. He can help but babble about how great you feel and how much he wants you, his mind already blessed out.

And that’s when it happens. One last thrust that kisses the back of your throat. Dick moans and pants, his chest rising and falling as he fills your mouth with his hot sticky cum.

You mew, making sure to suck every last drop before your lips let go with a pop. You’re already aware that you probably look like a hot mess. Saliva and leftover cum that you couldn’t swallow running down your mouth. Your pupils are blown out with stray tears. And if it wasn’t for the shower cap you had on, you know hair would’ve been ruined too.

But you didn’t mind at all, loving making Dick a wreck.

Dick leans over, twists the faucet off.

“C’mere, I’m not done with you.” He pulls you up to feet again, cupping your face before diving in for another kiss. His tongue brushes past your lips to get a taste of you and himself.

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asterias-record-shop · 3 months

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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.”

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slut4thebroken · 10 months

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Interruption

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Pairing | Dick Grayson × reader

Summary | You and Dick can’t seem to get any privacy in the tower.

Warnings | Smut, sexual content, 18+, unprotected sex, breeding, cunnilingus, brief fingering, cowgirl position, belly bulging, pregnancy kink, manhandling, lowkey emotional manipulation but bestie is eating it up lmao, kind of soft dom!Dick but he can be mean when he needs to be 😼

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Notes | Why are all of the animated Dick gifs him as Nightwing😭 Also I didn’t want to be basic and use the gif from when he slept with Kori in the live action so I just went with this lmao. (Also… do I like Donna and Dawn? Not particularly💀 but it worked for the story so whatever)

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“Fuck, pretty girl. Take it.” He growled, moving his finger inside of you faster. Your back arched into him as you let out a low whine, dragging your nails down his back, making him hiss in pain. “Look at you. So pretty underneath me. Being such a good girl.” That made you let out a loud moan but he quickly shushed you.

“Quiet, baby. We’re not alone. You don’t want anyone to hear do you?” You clenched around his finger and let out a silent sob. “Oh you do.” He purred, moving down to trail kisses up your jaw until his lips met your ear.

“Tell me.”

“No I- I don’t want them to hear.” You cried, leaning forward to put your head in the crook of his neck.

“I think you’re lying.” He chuckled, slipping another finger inside, making you whimper.

The second you heard knuckles against the door, you both froze. Dick placed his hand over your mouth as you breathed heavily, staring at him with wide eyes.

“I was just about to make dinner and I wanted to ask if you want to help so we can hang out?” Donna called out from the other side of the door and he released your mouth for you to respond.

“Um-“ You cut off with a choked moan when his fingers started moving again. “Dick, stop.” You whispered, clawing at his bicep.

“Are you okay?”

“I'm fine! I'm good. Just not feeling very well, that’s all.” You choked out, silently begging Dick to stop.

“Oh okay. Do you need anything?”

“N- no.” A third finger entered you, making you gasp. “Thank you though.” She was silent for a moment and the wait was agonizing.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah I’m good. Probably just need to sleep.” You prayed that the moan through your words wasn’t obvious.

“Okay… Well, just let me know if you need anything.”

“I will.” And then you heard footsteps receding. “You are an asshole, Dick Grayson.” You glared at him, making him chuckle.

“If I’m such an asshole then I guess I won’t eat you out.” He shrugged, removing his fingers. You tightened your legs around his hips and watched as he brought his hand up to lick your arousal off of his fingers. “That’s a shame. You taste so fucking good too.”

“Fine. Then I guess I won’t suck you off.” You raised your brows, challenging him, but he just let out a dark chuckle.

“Oh, baby. If I want you to suck me off, I’m going to make you suck me off.” You took in a sharp breath at his words. “Now. If you’re done being a brat, how about I fuck you full of my come then clean you up with my mouth.” He smirked and you nodded breathlessly. He leaned up and took his cock in his hand, slowly dragging it up and down your folds.

“Stop teasing.” You whined, squirming beneath him.

“Be patient.” He emphasized his words by slapping your clit with his length and you let out a small whimper.

“Please.” You whispered, using your legs to try and pull him into you. He rubbed the tip of his cock over your hole and you squirmed beneath him. But once again, both of you froze when you heard someone knock on the door.

“Hey I heard you’re not feeling well.” Fucking Dawn.

“Yeah I-“ You couldn't hold down the moan crawling up your throat when Dick suddenly pushed his length inside.

“What was that? Are you okay?”

“No I-“ He buried himself to the hilt, paused for a moment, then slowly slid back out. “I just got a cramp.” You raised your hand to bite down on your fist but Dick grabbed your wrist and held it to the bed.

“Dick, stop.” You whispered. He didn’t. He just continued that same slow rhythm.

“I thought you wanted me to fuck you?” He whispered back with a smirk.

“Can I get you anything?” She called out through the door and you tried to respond but Dick moved down to your neck and started kissing across it before sucking the skin into his mouth. You let out a heavy breath and he chuckled.

“Better respond, baby. She’s waiting.” What did she ask again?? Fuck.

“No- thank you. I just… I- need to rest, that’s all.” He just barely increased the speed of his thrusts and you bit down hard on his shoulder to muffle your sounds. In retaliation, he bit the base of your neck, then soothed the stinging skin with his tongue.

“Okay. Let me know if you need anything.”

“I will.” You said through a breath, listening and waiting to hear her footsteps.

“Fuck.” You sobbed once you knew she was gone.

“You poor thing. That must’ve been so hard.” He cooed, pulling away from your neck to look at you. He tucked some hair behind your ear and you nodded with a pout. “You did so well, baby. Such a good girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” You gasped out, moving your free hand to his back and digging your nails into his skin, making his thrusts falter for a second.

“I think my good girl deserves a reward.” He continued the steady rocking of his hips and you let out a long, needy whine, wanting him to go faster. “Do you want me to fill you up? You want to be stuffed full of my come?” You were begging before he could even finish.

“Please-“ You gasped out, feeling his thrusts start to go faster. “Please, I want it.” You whimpered and he let out a low groan.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m gonna give it to you. And you’re gonna fucking take it.” He growled, speeding up even more. He released your wrist to put his weight on his hand and lean up a little. Your legs were locked around his back but he took one thigh and pushed it up until it rested on his shoulder, opening you up even more for him. You cried out at the new angle and he quickly put a hand on your neck.

“Shut the fuck up.” He hissed, squeezing the sides of your neck, making you gasp. “Do you want everyone in the tower to hear you whining and moaning for me like a little slut?”

“Dick-“ You gasped out.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He cooed condescendingly. “Worried they’re gonna think of you differently when they hear the team genious getting fucked stupid?” He gave you a dark smirk and you squeezed your eyes shut as your mouth opened in a silent moan.

“Then they’ll know what you really are, right? Just a pretty little fuck toy for me to use however I please. A little flesh light for me to fuck and breed.”

“Oh god-“ You sobbed. “Fuck- please let me come.” His thrusts were brutal as he pounded into your aching hole with abandon.

“Sorry baby, that’s not your reward.” Your brows furrowed as tears of desperation filled your eyes.

“Please, I’ll do anything- just please let me come.” His grip tightened even more and you reached a hand up to grab his wrist.

“You’re being greedy.” His disgruntled expression and tone made you instantly regret begging. He pulled out of you in one swift stroke and you cried out at the sudden emptiness.

“No! No- please, I’m sorry I- I won’t be greedy anymore, I swear.” You felt a hot tear roll down your temple into your hair and he cooed as he moved his hand from your neck to wipe it away.

“I don’t know, sweetheart. I’m not sure I’m convinced.” The way he said it was as if he was delivering bad news that he had no control over and god if it didn’t make you fucking gush. You let out a quiet sob as more tears started to fall.

“Please.” You whispered brokenly and he shushed you as he stroked your hair.

“I know, it’s okay.” He effortlessly flipped you over so you were kneeled over his hips, but you didn’t dare try to sit on his cock yet.

“Don’t you want to please me? I thought you wanted to be my good girl.”

“I- I do…” You stared down at him and trailed your gaze down his face and chest. He was barely breathless. There was a light sheen of sweat on his skin but it looked more like he was glowing rather than sweating. You watched his hands run up your thighs to grab your hips and you tentatively placed your hands on his chest.

“Then why don’t you want to make me feel good, baby?” He stared up at you with faux sadness that looked so real, you couldn’t help but feel terrible about disappointing him.

“I do!”

“Really? It doesn’t seem like it. Seems like you just want everything for yourself, sweetheart.”

“No! I- I don’t. Please, I don’t want to come, I want to make you come.” You cried, feeling your bottom lip start to tremble as your vision became blurry with more tears. “I’m sorry for being greedy. I just wanna make you feel good. That’s all I want.”

“Yeah?” His thumbs moved in soothing circles on your hip bones as he looked up at you with puppy dog eyes. You nodded and the corners of his lips turned up. “Okay, baby. I’ll give you another chance.”

“Thank you!” You all but cried in relief but you fully melted at the smile on his face. Pleasing Dick Grayson was like breathing air— you want to do it all the time- need to actually- and if you don’t, it hurts— and you’re finally able to breathe again.

You looked at him questioningly as you reached for his length. He nodded in response so you took it in your hand and lifted your hips enough to slide back onto him. You let out a shaky breath as your ass met his thighs.

“Good. Keep going.” Good. Not good girl. Just good. The thought almost made you cry but you tried to remember that right now you’re earning back his praise.

Slowly lifting yourself, you watched as his expression barely changed. Honestly if it wasn’t for the satisfying stretch of your hole, you probably wouldn’t even be able to tell that he’s balls deep inside you right now. That only spurred you on. You dropped back down and adjusted your hand on his chest, then continued the moving up and down.

“Wonder how long you’ll last.” He smirked, dragging his gaze down your body before making his way back up to your face.

“What?” You said through a breath.

“Well this is about you pleasing me. And you rarely last more than five minutes on top. So I’m just wondering how long you’ll last.”

“I can… I can go longer than five minutes.” You frowned through the lie. You definitely couldn’t. And you both knew it.

You worked yourself faster on his cock, putting more weight on his chest to hover above him and circle your hips. Your thighs were already starting to ache, but you can’t stop. Especially after he just basically challenged you like that. Maybe that was his intention though. His hands moved up and down your quivering thighs and he let out a low chuckle.

“You’re already shaking, baby.” Furrowing your brows and frowning, you sped up, eager to prove him wrong. The only noises filling the room were skin slapping skin and your panting. You dragged your nails down his chest and a low moan filled the room. Finally a reaction.

Leaning down, you kissed across his chest as your hips slowed into a rocking motion. You moaned into his chest as your clit rubbed against his pelvis and decided to get to work on marking him. It’s not often that he lets you do this- he appreciates a mark or two every once in a while, but sometimes you just want to completely cover your boyfriend in bruises. And right now was one of those times.

You felt the vibrations through his chest as he groaned when you sucked the skin below his collar bone into your mouth.

Dick has always been very strict about hickeys on his neck- very big no no. Once you did it by accident and you couldn’t sit for two days. That was an overreaction to the situation mostly just for the sake of having fun with a punishment, but it’s still heavily frowned upon.

So instead you chose to get as close to his neck as possible without disobeying him. Depending on what shirt he wears, they might be visible.

You kissed your way up to the base of his neck by his shoulder and his hand gripped your hair in a warning. Trailing kisses up to his ear, you paused and could feel his shuddering breath on your neck.

“Please?” You whispered, still slowly rocking your hips. “Wanna make sure everyone knows you're mine. Want them all to know how fucking needy you make me that I just can’t help myself and have to mark you.” You finished the sentence with a light kiss on his neck below his ear.

Using his grip on your hair, he pulled your head back just enough so that he could look into your eyes. His gaze moved between them and you tried not to smirk at the fact that you were almost positive he was going to say yes.

Swallowing thickly, you glanced at his lips and whispered one more “please.” His entire resolve fell.

“One.”

You almost fucking squealed.

“One… on each side?” You asked sheepishly, trying to show that you’re mostly joking and not trying to actually be greedy right now. He bit his lip to contain his smile and all but rolled his eyes at you.

“Fine. One on each side. Then that’s it.” Before he could even finish you were leaning forward to press your lips against his. He let out a surprised moan but relaxed into the kiss and then lightly nipped at your bottom lip.

You made quick work of moving to his neck, carefully planning where you wanted them to go. The first one you decided to do a couple inches below his jaw and away from his ear. Your hips grew more frantic as you took your time, making sure it was as dark as possible before moving on.

The hand in your hair moved back down to your hip and he snaked both hands around to squeeze your ass and guide your movements. You let out a low moan at the feeling of his nails digging into your skin, but continued kissing across his neck to the other side.

This choice was easy. Barely an inch away from his adams apple. Unless he wore a really really tall turtleneck- that he doesn’t even own- there’s no hiding this. He seemed to know it too because he dug his nails into your ass until you gasped out in pain. You finished off the mark with a light nip at the purple skin, then pulled back to admire your work.

“You look so fucking hot.” You groaned, leaning down and kissing him again. Rocking your hips faster and harder against him, you silently begged him to take over and pound you until you cried from overstimulation.

“Don’t get used to it.” He mumbled into the kiss. You could feel his smile against your lips too.

“Know what I want for our anniversary now.” You still didn’t pull away from the kiss, both of you too needy to pause just for a conversation.

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm. Unlimited hickeys wherever I want.” You smirked against his lips and you could practically feel him roll his eyes. Reluctantly he pulled back, bringing a hand up to your face and running his thumb over your bottom lip.

“Can’t I just get you some diamond earrings or something instead?” He groaned playfully.

“Nope. Some girls like diamonds. I like my man covered in hickeys.” You smiled and he scoffed a laugh. “Now I believe it’s been longer than five minutes.” Your smile turned into a smirk as he raised his brows.

“All you did was rock your hips for the majority of it.”

“I was still on top though. It counts.”

“Oh?” Once again, he effortlessly flipped you over, this time with his length never leaving you. “So this counts?” He started slowly rocking his hips into you and you rolled your eyes.

“Just fuck me, Grayson.”

“Baby… you’re already on your last chance. You sure that’s how you want to play it?”

“What if I do?” You said breathlessly, bucking your hips, trying to get more friction.

“If you do then you’re not coming and I’m not gonna fuck my load into your little cunt. I’ll come on your tits instead.” You bit your lip and he raised his brows as he waited for a response. God that sounds so fucking hot- But… him coming inside you sounds just slightly hotter.

You frowned and looked away from him, mumbling a small “fine,” making him chuckle.

“That’s what I thought. Now be a good girl and just lay there and let me use my fleshlight to make myself come.” He smirked and you let out a choked moan. Leaning up to sit on his knees, he took your hips in his hands and lifted your bottom half off the bed, then started drilling into you without mercy. You tried not to think about how fucking loud the sound of his thighs hitting your ass was.

Instead, you focused on how his arm muscles are bulging even though he makes lifting you look completely effortless. You watched as he threw his head back with a low groan and you could feel yourself getting close. Almost as if he could sense you watching him, his head lifted back up until he was looking down at you. His gaze dragged down your body and when you looked down, you could see your tits moving with each thrust and you blushed at the sight. Looking down a little farther, you could see the tip of his cock bulging your stomach each time he pushed in. He seemed to notice that too.

“See that, baby? See how deep I am? That’s where all my come is gonna go- right in your fucking womb.” You let out a loud moan and he chuckled.

“You like the sound of that? You want me to breed you? Fuck a baby into you? Because I’m going to. Gonna fuck you so full of my come, you won’t have any choice but to get pregnant. Maybe I’ll even give you another load just to make sure.” He smirked and you let out a long, needy whine. He started panting as he thrusted into you even faster and you could tell he’s getting close.

“Ready for your reward?” You nodded and he snickered at your eagerness. “I want you to ask nicely though. Do a good job begging and I’ll give it to you.” You didn’t have to be told twice.

“Please, Dick. I- I want you to fill me up. Want you to fuck a baby into me.” You whined, wanting to squirm away from the ruthless bucking of his hips, but not being able to because of how you were being held up.

“Look at you. Such a good little girl, following instructions so well.” He cooed and even though he was patronizing you, you melted all the same. “Since you’re such a good girl, I’m gonna give you what you want.” You ached to reach a hand down to rub at your clit but you knew he wouldn’t allow that. Not right now.

His thrusts grew more erratic as he pulled your body to meet him half way until finally, he pulled you flush against him and let out a loud moan. He pushed into you so deep, the feeling against your cervix was almost uncomfortable.

“Fuck- look at how deep my cock is, baby.” He all but whimpered and that made you clench around him. He moaned even louder as he rode out his orgasm, until he eventually quieted down, the only sounds audible being his heavy breathing and your needy whines. He set you down and leaned over you to press a soft kiss against your lips.

“There we go. All filled up.” He rubbed your stomach where his cock was visible and you whimpered weakly. “You did such a good job making me come, sweetheart. I’m so proud of you.”

“Please.” You whined, trying to buck your hips to get some friction.

“You wanna come?” He asked, tilting his head like a puppy. You nodded and tried to suppress the tears of desperation starting to grow again. “I guess I did promise you something.” He said coyly as his lips curled up into a smirk. He leaned back up again and slowly dragged his cock out of you, wincing at the sensitivity. When he eagerly moved onto his stomach and hooked his arms under your legs, you blushed and let out a needy whine.

“God- your little hole is so fucked out.” He groaned, eyes focused on your sex. When he leaned forward suddenly and sucked your clit into his mouth, your hips bucked against his face as your hands flew to his hair.

“Oh fuck-“ You said through a moan, letting your eyes fall shut as you focused on the feeling. He paid attention to your clit for a while, licking and sucking, sometimes lightly biting, before moving back down to your hole. He fucked his tongue inside you, lapping up your shared arousal as he groaned against you.

“Fuck- I’m so fucking close,” You sobbed out, pulling him closer by his hair as your hips continued rutting against him. He moaned in response and moved back up to your clit, now focused on drawing your orgasm out of you. Which didn’t take much longer when he slipped two fingers inside, curling them against your walls, making an embarrassing squelching sound with each movement. When your orgasm crashed over you, you had to bring a hand up to cover your mouth. Dick didn’t stop until your hips were twitching from the overstimulation and you were pulling on his hair, this time away from you, as you begged him to stop. Which he reluctantly did after another torturous few seconds.

“Fuck.” He groaned, removing his fingers to suck them into his mouth, not wanting to waste a drop. “You taste so fucking good.” He said through a moan, crawling over your body to press his lips to yours. You were still catching your breath, breathing heavily through your nose as he kissed you. When he pulled back just enough so that only his nose brushed yours, you started panting, now breathless from the kiss.

“Think they bought it?” He smirked and you covered your blushing face with a groan at the reminder.

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stararch4ngelqueen · 6 months

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Taking the Wheel

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Time Written-10:47 p.m

Dick Grayson/fem!reader smut

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Clink, clack, clink, clack. The sounds of heels faintly echoed across the long since faded parking lot, carelessly crossing through thin spaces in between cars and trucks to throw the irritating bastard off your back.

Since you didn’t had arrive with friends, and the main reason you arrived to the packed Lounge, especially on weekends, quickly failed, you were left to walk a long ways across the vehicular maze to get towards your car.

A long, irritating walk on eroded asphalt, in obnoxiously irritating footwear.

Honestly? You could’ve cared less for the foot ache, attempting to push your pace to get towards your destination, your club mood spoiled over by a new desire of getting in your warm, vacant bed at home. Your attempt at distracting your endlessly rattled mind by going towards one of the hottest clubs in the city proved to be a complete failure.

This was Gotham. You knew better than to believe you were going to enjoy a night out for clubbing, completely ignorant to the possibility of the last man you ever expected to arrive, clad in his goddamn uniform, on the search for you.

The only way you learned it was him throughout all the blaring music and strong strobe light ambiance was the roar of patrons crowding around the hottest man of the hour around the dance floor.

What a stupid plan honestly, especially with the overwhelming presence of the obnoxious vigilante following shortly behind you, wondering if you were just doing this to get a reaction out of him.

“You can stop following me now, Grayson.”

It was strangely empty tonight, how he managed to shake off the crowds to go after you alone was a question you could’ve cared less to understand or answer.

"You're walking at night? Alone? You realize you live in Gotham, right?”

You only continued walking, holding yourself with your clutch purse tucked under your shirt, your heels scraping along stray parking lot gravel.

"Aren’t you cold?" Dick asks, trying to hide his worry about you being in that dress in this sixty five degree night.

He was right, watching your head shake no, despite how you carried yourself.

"Oh, come on." Dick says in assuming defeat, only to surprise you via cutting off your path by hopping up on the nearest challenger hood, abruptly jumping in front of your path.

“You can't just walk off like nothing just happened between us." Dick asserts, meeting your aggravated stare.

“Get out of my way—“

"Look, I'm tired of giving you space. Call me clingy, I don’t care. We need to talk about what happened, right now." The words sound more desperate than he intended, other than stern and demanding.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” You mutter, attempting to continue your walk before he holds a hand out in front of you, preventing you from squeezing past him.

"There’s always something to say,” Dick says, hoping you’d try to look back at him.

You’re clearly hurting more than you’re letting on. He can’t really blame you.

You’re no party girl, but you are a girl he hurt. Throwing yourself back out into the dating pool was a typical response, even he’s done it, but he can’t let that happen this time. Not with you.

"Let's... let's talk about this somewhere safe, okay?" He asks, looking down at you. You shift your head a bit, giving him an annoyed glare.

“I wanna go home, okay?” You nearly spat back to him, insisting to yourself that you had no patience to deal with him.

Dick doesn't immediately move in response, gazing down at you with sympathy instead of irritation, such a heart throb in his pretty eyes.

He probably practiced this often every morning in the mirror ever since you broke up, keeping you hooked like a mouse with cheese, or a pretty boy who always knew what to say.

“… Okay.”

He offers his hand out, awaiting your keys in his open palm.

“At least let me drive you home.” He offers, remaining stagnant until he received the only answer he expected. It’ll make him feel a whole lot better knowing you weren’t in the worst place in Gotham right now.

You could only huff through your nose before rummaging through your purse, pulling out your keys.

“Fine,” you mutter, dropping the item into his quickly closing hand. “Just home. That’s it.”

“That’s it,” Dick confirms with a hand raised before stepping off to the side, allowing you to walk ahead of him. “Promise.”

The car was warm, the heater constantly blowing warm air against your exposed back, nearly bumping back against your leather steering wheel.

The driver’s seat had long since been reclined, the material lightly squeaking in response to your sweaty bodies shuffling against each other. Lips battling in between teeth and tongue for dominance he willingly gave you, giving you the impression of control.

His body completely hidden by the suit, while you were still in your backless, black sequin party dress.

Sure, the car was private and warm, the alley was dark, the only light coming from the tiny radio screen, faintly reflecting off the various tiny black sequins of your dress, now pulled down from your torso, decorating your waist like a belt of dying stars.

You remembered the way his gloved hands impatiently unclipped the seatbelt so he could pull you across to his lap after an unprecedented, filthy make-out. The way he had purposely massaged the insides of your thighs caused electricity to shoot through you, needing you as close as physically possible, your short dress riding up precariously over your thighs.

"I should have done this sooner," Dick grunts against your painted lips while pinching your nipples in his thumbs, your nails rasping down the smooth material of his Nightwing suit, pulling it off his shoulders.

“D’you think someone will see us like this…?”

"No one's gonna be looking," Dick gasps out, his tone confident while dripping with cocky arrogance. "And if they do... who the hell cares."

Dick could barely focus on what was happening outside the car as it was.

For some reason, that thought made this all the more exciting. Not that the thought of being seen with a beautiful woman in Nightwing’s lap ever seemed like a bad thing.

“You looked amazing in this dress..." he runs a hand along the curve of your hip.

"But you look a lot better without it."

You’d physically cringe if you weren’t so damn aroused. Only someone like him could pull off cheesy one liners about eighty six percent of the time.

"So do something about it,” you whisper, nipping his bottom lip in your teeth, nearly contemplating on drawing blood once he chuckled.

"With pleasure, Princess.”

Wrapping an arm around your waist, he lifted you slightly with such ease, allowing him to pull his hard cock from the torturous material that suffocated him.

It would’ve been a much quicker process to undress if he randomly decided to arrive in that god awful disco suit, but it was far too late to complain now.

Prep was limited to the pleasant view of Dick stuffing three fingers into your warm hole, smirking at your hiss before raising them to his mouth, making a show of gathering his own spit while tasting you, before giving the tip of his red, angry cock a few quick strokes.

His fingers hooked your thin, messy panties to the side, hiding his mused smile from your gaze upon hearing your terribly hidden whimper as you felt the soft, blunt tip poking at your opening. A large gasp of air quickly invaded and evaded your lungs as you pushed down on him, feeling him splitting you open inch by torturously thick inch.

His own lust begged the rest of his consciousness to push further into you, aching to stuff the rest of himself inside your wet, greedy cunt. Luckily, you listened to your own thoughts, sinking yourself the rest of the way until you were properly seated, your bare thighs resounding against his with limited time to adjust.

"Holy-" He finds himself whining out, nearly crumbling apart from your silky, sweet cunt gripping him like a damn vice. Incidentally, his grip on your thong tightened after an involuntary thrust, forcing the weak band to snap apart.

The man could’ve cared less, carelessly tossing the ruined garment before gripping your hips with both hands, fingers hooking along your dress as an additional anchor to feverishly fuck you, hearing your breathing shift into quick, eager moans.

He wanted to take control so bad, but he was losing it before he even began.

The moans he emitted were heavenly, the muscles in his throat constricting as his head tilts back against the rest. He groans out your name in a delightful sigh, his fingers digging into your plush ass.

Lipstick prints littered his neck, eyes squeeze shut behind his domino mask.

“God, I've missed you,” the vigilante whimpers out, admiring your silvery necklace clink along the valley of your perfect, juicy tits bouncing erratically close to his chest, accompanied by the jingle of your matching bangles as you sunk your nails deep into the muscles along his back.

Dick's heavy lidded eyes gazed at your flushed face, your cheeks tinted pink with heavy, orgasmic blush. Your mascara stained lashes littered with cloudy black tears, bits of dappled glitter in the corners of your eyes, your signature touch, remaining poised along your perfect face. The picture he always looked forward to taking after every successful date night.

"Do you feel how much I've missed you?" Dick grumbles against your shoulder, his voice breathless, despite his best efforts to control his emotions. “Feel how hard, how deep, just fucking into this pussy? That’s all you baby.” The seemingly endless cooes against your neck render endless shivers down your spine, garnering the exact reactions he wanted from you; straining against the tight clench of your eager cunt.

"Oh-God. Fuuuck yes, missed you so much, princess,” Dick whispers, his tone filled with lust and excitement. He teetered on the edge of begging you to bite him again, to mark his neck up however with as many nips as you please, eager to see such raw evidence of your teeth marks in the morning.

“Mph— take it, baby. F-fucking take it all.”

You could only moan in response to his many words against his neck, your painted eyes nearly fluttering closed as you persist on your relentless pace. He was enjoying this a little too much, as much as you were, if not more.

Amidst the mind numbing euphoria of fucking his ex girlfriend in her own car, calloused hands full of black sequins and exposed skin, even he was calling himself an idiot in his own mind as he whimpers a lot louder than he intended within your shared ecstasy.

He was a damn idiot, thinking only about how much he’s hated being in a relationship with anyone except you. How much you’ve grown to become his favorite person; the one woman he needs every damn night. Every second of the damn day.

And if he wants to prove it by having you ride his cock in the seat of a car parked in a secluded alleyway, so be it. He’ll spoil you with a white plush bed caked in rose petals once after you agree to get back together with him.

"Ba-Baby..." Dick croaks through his stutter, his voice cracking slightly as he watches you come to an abrupt halt to his dismay.

A weak, pathetic grunt spews from his lips as you roll your hips, rocking along his lap, his bruised Adam’s apple bobbing after each whimper and whine. "Don’t stop—don’t stop. Shiiit, I’m begging you—“

His words muffle in a quick second as you stuff your ruined, bunched up thong into his mouth, cerulean eyes widening in surprise by boldness.

Many times he’s taken the lead, regardless over where your horny selves ended up. Any recollection of him doing this to you quickly faded once you locked eyes, his brows raised in surprise and submission to your taunt, prideful expression, lipstick smeared lips scowling in annoyance.

Right now, right now you wanted nothing more than to take out your frustrations on him. Even if it was one of the least violent thoughts you had when it came to him, you compensated via heavy scratches and relentless bites on his neck, and now this.

He wouldn’t be whining like such a bastard in a rut without your sweet, creamy pussy downgrading him from an arrogant, cocky, fearless vigilante into a raspy, quivering disciple. Bright, pretty putty in your hands.

Your hands grasped along the back of his head, purposefully frazzling his sweaty, perfect locks of hair as you eagerly chased another kiss. Your hands gripped his hair tighter causing him to take a sharp intake of air in.

You wouldn’t be such a quivering mess without the constant spear of his hard, delicious cock. A victim to this nearly endless cycle of ‘Fuck now, ask questions later.’

‘Or, just fuck some more later.’

You knew this, and you knew he’d give you what you wanted first before you even considered the idea of forgiving him.

“I need you to- fuck, j-just shut up. Shut up a-and keep going, Dick. Keep— Keep going. Just- Just keep fucking me.”

He stares straight ahead at the rich goddess amidst the fogged up windshield in front of him, his hands reinforcing his grasp along your thighs.

Obediently, he picked up the pace, the fat head hitting directly on your sweet spot much rougher and faster with intentions to leave you bruised, hoping you’d allow him to care for you for the rest of the week shortly after.

He moaned much louder against the damp, pheromone laced fabric, swallowing up your sickeningly sweet venom while he pistons his hips, making his soaking wet, twitchy balls constantly smack against your overstretched cunt.

Oh, if only you knew how much you drove Richard Grayson wild, if only you knew.

Hell, what was the argument even about? Neither of you could barely remember anymore.

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slvthrs · 5 months

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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.

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arkhamslvts · 4 months

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aghhahahabsjhs do you think bsf!dick or jason would fuck you nice n rough while your ex is on the phone or is that too much? ;(

BOFFUM !!! BOF !!!!

but especially dick, i think jason doesnt like the idea of anyone else hearing you like that, dick doesn’t care. he actually lays you on your side, phone pressed against your ear and sure, he’ll start off slow, but the conversation carries on, he’s getting impatient and then his hips are snapping into yours. he doesn’t care to hide his moans, nor does he want you to hide yours “too fucking quiet baby, don’t make me stop” eventually the phone call is forgotten until dick picks up your phone, your ex is still on the line “you never made her moan like that, stop calling”

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beautysamour · 8 months

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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

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