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Desperate

Context: YJ is polyam and having an orgy, weird Kryptonian biology has made Kon temporarily cisswap, and Tim still thinks he's straight.

Cut for the kinky stuff.

"Wanna just do me raw?" Kon offers. "I can't actually get pregnant 'til I get through a full cycle and turns out I kinda dig it messy."

"Oh my god, why are you like this," Robin says despairingly, but also immediately does abandon the unopened condom and shove his dick in raw.

Score, Kon thinks smugly as he just as immediately locks his ankles behind the other's back. No fucking escape, as far as he's concerned.

Robin, hilariously enough, tries to start slow. Kon squeezes his legs around him and resists the urge to laugh at him over it. He'd think Cassie at least would've provided enough heads up for the total lack of need for the guy to do that with him.

"C'mon, man, put your back into it," Kon encourages, already rolling his hips up greedily. "This pussy's invulnerable, you know, you're not gonna break it."

"Oh my god," Robin says again, and then also says several real creative swear words, and then he very much does put his back into it.

Again: score.

"Fuuuuuck yeah, that's a good boy wonder," Kon pants breathlessly, wrapping his arms around Robin's neck and pulling him down closer to grin up at wickedly. Robin is back to staring at him. Kon has absolutely no complaints about that fact. "C'mon, baby, told you this pussy was just for you, didn't I? Is it tight? Do you like it? Wanna gimme a good reason to keep it around long enough that we might need that condom after all?"

"Oh my god," Robin chokes out one more time before immediately proceeding to fuck him what Kon is pretty sure is just about as hard as an unenhanced human actually could fuck him.

Flatterer.

"Ohhhhh," he moans, rolling his own hips up faster and tightening his grip on him–every part of his grip on him, cunt included. "Okay, yeah, that's a pretty good reason. Aw fuck, yeah, want a hot new girlfriend for a while, buddy? 'Cuz if you can make me come hard enough I'd be down for that."

Oh, wait, this is as hard as an unenhanced human could fuck him.

Nice, Kon thinks feelingly, and grins sharper up at Robin.

"Definitely be down for that, if you'd always dick me down this good," he purrs approvingly, digging his heels into the other's ass and biting his lip over an especially rough thrust. "Yeah, yeah, c'mon, straight boy, this is what you like, right, I got it just for you."

"Kon," Robin moans as he comes, and also a few more swear words, and also just some absolutely incoherent things that are probably not words at all. Kon basks in victory, and also in the way that the guy very literally just fucking collapses on him and goes face-first into his tits.

"There we go," he croons, stroking a hand up Robin's shuddering spine. His weight is literally nothing, given that Kon is capable of lifting full-size construction equipment one-handed without breaking a sweat, but it feels nice all the same. "Good job, man."

"Kon, don't fucking spoil the boys, Jesus," Cissie huffs, rolling her eyes. "Or–the other boys, whatever. Did he even get you off yet?"

"Naw, but it still felt real good and I know Rob always gets the job done either way," Kon replies breezily. Robin groans into his tits. "Mmm, so how long do I have to wait for you to get it up again, baby? Or did Cassie and I already milk you dry?"

"Fuck you," Robin mutters.

"Yeah, I would very much like you to, in fact," Kon says with a snicker, moving on to petting his hair.

"Let Bart go a couple rounds," Robin says. "Or Slobo."

"If I get Slobo in my cunt again neither of us are getting off each other for very literally the next two hours," Kon says. "Just going by previous experience."

". . . let Bart go a couple rounds," Robin says, although he makes absolutely no effort to get up and make any kind of room for Bart to actually do that. Kon laughs, then just wraps his arms around him and pulls him up his body to tuck his face into his neck. He's still taller than the guy, so it doesn't take too much repositioning to knock Robin's legs apart so he can spread his own underneath them and put his pussy back on offer.

"You heard the man, Imp," he says, sparing Bart a lazy, leering grin and tilting his hips up meaningfully as he does. "Wanna take a ride?"

"Condom?" Bart asks, his expression very alert.

"Naw," Kon replies dismissively, and about point two seconds later Bart's between his thighs and shoving his legs up and his pussy is full of bareback and vibrating dick. Specifically, bareback and vibrating dick that's already thrusting so fast that Kon can barely tell the difference between the feeling of taking it balls deep and the feeling of it dragging its full length inside him. "Fuck yes!"

"Shit!" Robin chokes in surprise, scrabbling at Kon's sides for a second, and he's maybe trying to actually get up now but Kon's kind of already coming his brains out thanks to near-supersonic speed and it is very hard to let go of the grip he has on the guy's ass at the moment. Robin's dick is half-soft between their bodies, all slick and sticky and grinding probably-not-deliberately down into Kon's abs, and he can feel Bart's eager vibrations all the way to his fucking bones.

"Oh, okay," Cassie says faintly, fanning herself with a hand. "That's just happening right now, isn't it."

"Definitely spoiling the other boys," Cissie says, rolling her eyes.

"YES!" Kon howls, slamming his head back and his hips up and trying not to cling onto Robin too tight. Robin's not even the one fucking him right now, obviously, but the position's not quite ideal to reach Bart. "Bart, Bart, holy shit, man!"

"YoufeelsogoodohmygodohmygodKonyou'resowet," Bart blurts out with very obviously reverent delight, the individual words barely understandable and his eyes blown wide as he leans down over the two of them in a blink, which puts him helpfully in grabbing range and lets Kon get an arm around the back of his neck so he can make sure he never goes anywhere else ever the fuck again. Just–never, yeah, as far as Kon's concerned Bart fucking lives here now. "ThanksforthesuperpussyRobingoodjob!"

"Hell!" Robin just barely manages in a strangled voice, and possibly this is actually a slightly weird position to put a straight dude in but Kon can't help noticing that the dick still grinding into his abs is in no way getting any softer. Which, well–considering the way Bart's vibrating them all and the fact that he's also fucking Kon hard enough to move his whole damn body with every thrust, and the fact that Kon is very much encouraging that? That does kind of make sense, really. Like there is very definitely some very serious stimulation going on down there.

So that's promising.

Though seriously, Robin probably feels like he's humping a fucking Sybian right now.

"Oh, hey, you like this too, Rob?" Kon croons breathlessly, squeezing his ass and letting Bart push his legs up a little higher. "Feels good, right? Bart's doing great, isn't he, shit. Such an eager fuck. Should I let him come in me too or do you want exclusive rights to that today?"

"Let him come in you," Robin says into Kon's throat, his voice absolutely ragged.

So like, obviously Bart immediately does.

"Fuuuuuck," Kon purrs appreciatively, dropping his head back again and digging his fingers into Robin's ass and Bart's back. "Thank you, babes, you both feel so good in me."

"Ngh," Robin and Bart both say, both very much staring at him. Kon feels appropriately smug and smirks back.

"Bart," he says coaxingly. "Don't stop, baby. Didn't Rob say you owed me a couple rounds?"

"At least a couple," Robin says. Bart says some stuff too, but there is absolutely no way to parse whatever it is without a Speed Force connection.

And then Bart's super-speed refractory period really steps the fuck up, and Kon gets fucking pounded. Robin buries strangled noises in his throat and grips desperately at his shoulders and Kon comes another couple times, and so does Bart, and Kon also very politely pretends that Robin isn't now undeniably deliberately and desperately humping his abs through all the vibration and grinding. Sybian thing again, he figures. Like . . . very much the Sybian thing.

Very, very much the Sybian thing.

"Rob," Kon hums at him, all heavy and languid with the latest set of aftershocks and digging his fingers into Robin's ass again as Bart fucks him deliciously deeper. "Don't come yet, okay? You know you need to do it inside if you're gonna knock me up."

"Kon," Robin says tightly, his hands clenching at Kon's shoulders. "I–you can't even–"

"But I want it," Kon croons, making a point of clutching up around Bart's cock to make sure the guy knows how much he appreciates his current efforts, because he very much does appreciate them. "Want you to put a baby in me. Get me all fat and happy and give me a cute lil' baby bird to take flying in a few months."

Look, Robin wasn't all that low-key earlier. Kon's just being supportive of his very hot bro's very unsubtle kinks, okay?

Like, obviously.

"Fucking hell," Robin chokes, rutting down hard against Kon's stomach. "I–I –"

"Don't you wanna give me that, Rob?" Kon murmurs against his ear, nuzzling him sweetly. "Don't you think I'd make a good mommy?"

"Kon!" Robin yells into his shoulder as he jerks down against him, and then does the obvious and comes hard all over Kon's stomach. Frankly, Kon's impressed he lasted as long as he did. Like, very much so.

"Fuck, you're hot," he sighs blissfully, rolling his hips up a little harder for Bart and getting rewarded with further very enthusiastic pounding. Kon is also impressed with that.

"You'd be such a good mommy," Robin mumbles against Kon's skin in a slurred voice, which Kon immediately takes as proof of just how hard the guy just got his rocks off. There is no other possible way he'd ever say anything like that while sane and sober. "Wanna see you all fat and happy like that. Wanna see how pretty you'd get. I'd take really good care of you, promise."

Well, the whole thing's not his kink, but Kon can definitely admit the idea has some appeal.

"Mm, yeah?" he hums speculatively, drawing his hand up the small of Robin's back. "Okay, then. Take care of me, Rob."

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