Nightwing felt soft lips against his. He eagerly returned the kiss, even though he told himself he'd barely met the woman he was kissing, but she smelled so good. He was hard. He found himself pressing himself against her. Nightwing ground his hips against her when she raised a leg to wrap around him.
She groaned, moving her head back.
He wanted to make love to her right then and there, but they were in an alley. A dirty alley. Nightwing lifted her into his arms and went off with her.
Dick Grayson's apartment.
He knew it might be a mistake to bring a woman he hardly knew to his apartment, but it was the first place he thought of.
He laid her down on the bed. "What's your name?" he asked as he pulled her panties down and off.
"Olivia," she answered as Nightwing hiked up her skirt.
He liked the way her name sounded coming from her throat. He said her name once, just to hear himself say it before bending his head to the juncture between her thighs.
Olivia moaned as Nightwing licked her.
Both were breathing heavily when he finally entered her. He pushed his way in slowly. She moaned beneath him. He began to build up speed, producing a rhythm. He didn't know how long they'd been at it when he felt himself starting to climax. "Olivia," he said, hooking his arms under her knees. "I'm going to come..."
She picked up her pace while he picked up his. He grunted when he came.
"Wow..." he said."That was...fantastic!"
Olivia continued to breathe heavily beneath him. "Kiss me," she said.
Dick bent down and kissed her passionately.
Soon, he wondered why he was still hard. "Olivia...I... Can we do it again? Now?"
Olivia bit her lip.
"What is it? Did I hurt you in some way?"
"I should have told you I have a disorder."
"A disorder?" His cock stayed hard, even though he told it to stay down.
"I have an augmented sex drive. My body puts out far too many pheromones when I ovulate."
Nightwing frowned. "How...How did that happen?"
"I'm the result of a eugenics experiment. Normally, my medication..."
He stroked her auburn hair as he waited for her to finish. He tried to ignore what his penis told him.
"It must not be working anymore..." she finally said.
He took a deep breath. "Ok. Is this going down any time soon?" he allowed his cock to press against her gently.
"Not as far as I know."
He nodded. "Tell me, how many men were you with before me?"
She frowned at him. "None. I managed to stay a virgin until tonight thanks to my medication."
Nightwing was silent for a minute.
"What do you want to do? I might be able to find an area that you can be quarantined in, if you want." He knew his cock was throbbing painfully, still pressed against her.
Her hand hesitantly touched his throbbing member. "Only if I'm going to be quarantined with you."
He debated the ethics of this for half a second before pressing himself into her again.
Olivia could feel Nightwing pounding vigorously into her for the fifth time since she'd informed him of her medical condition.
By now she realized she could tell when he was about to climax. "Dick..." she moaned, arching her back. At some point, he'd told her to start calling him Dick. "Oh, God, Dick..." Olivia screamed when he slammed into her, his seed spilling into her yet again.
He stayed still for a minute, panting. "I...I think I should give you a rest. Make you some breakfast or something," he said. He pulled out of her, her legs fell to the bed limply. Dick grabbed a blanket and covered her so she couldn't get cold.
Dick brought in a tray after about fifteen minutes. Olivia almost went to look for him. She could see his member trying to poke through his boxers.
He smiled. "We can do that later. We need to eat unless we want to pass out."
She started eating, but when he sat next to her, she started to stroke him.
"Eat your food."
"I think I can eat and do this at the same time..."
He pulled her hand away. "Eat now. Grab later. Ok?"
Three days later
Dick let Olivia sleep. She had to be tired. He made a call.
"Dr. Thompkins, its Dick Grayson. Can I talk to you about something?"
It took longer than he thought to explain everything to Leslie.
She came over to examine Olivia.
"She needs a lot of rest," Dr. Thompkins said, washing her hands off.
"Well, I know that!" Dick said.
"The two of you really shouldn't have done it."
Dick turned red. "I know, Leslie."
"This might be a good time to take responsibility for your actions, Dick."
"Are you seriously going to lecture me about who I sleep with? I'm a grown man, Leslie!"
"It's very likely that you may have gotten her pregnant."
This caused Dick to be quiet while Dr. Thompkins railed at him about his responsibility in the matter.