Crimson Heart

Jason heard that a few pimps have started their own prostitute house in his territory (where you could buy and sell women they kidnapped) and he was going to stop the ring before it got larger. The only problem was him getting in without them trying to shoot his head off. Jason didn't want to go in there as Jason Todd; he wanted to go in as the Red Hood. That way they would let him in without any identification, he could take a look around and nobody would watch him, and if he threatened someone to tell him who the big bosses were they would talk. So that's why he was at an old shut-down amusement park lot walking through looking at millions of poor, innocent girls being raped just so the guy paying for it could have a good time. He clenched his fists at his sides looking around.

Jason decided not to wear his helmet or domino mask, because he didn't want anyone to know that the hit was coming. He was wearing a black undershirt, dark blue jeans, his favorite brown leather jacket, the boots he wears out on patrol, and a pair of black sunglasses. When he was a kid he had been kidnapped by the same guy who was running this ring, which is what made him notice this in the first place. Jason had gotten lucky and got away by breaking that guys nose, but when he saw him again it was going to be much worse. That he could promise you.

Another thing that had caught his eye was a bunch of men crowding some girl sitting on her legs handcuffed to a pole. It looked like she was about six-teen and had a Gotham Academy uniform on. Her head was down, and her long raven hair was around her face so he couldn't see her eyes or other features. Then out of nowhere some woman came out and made them all go away saying that she could be dangerous if they got to close. The woman grabbed her chin and yanked her head up smirking down at the young girl, saying something he didn't catch.

Jason's eyes went wide when he realized who the girl was; Helena Wayne. The daughter of Batman and Catwoman was in a prostitute house. Why in God's name was she still here? Helena could get out of those handcuffs in under a second, but she was just sitting there letting people look at her body and threaten to molest her. Jason had never actually met the girl, but he couldn't let this go on and watch some other guy take her home. He had seen her on the rooftops and when he was fighting Dickie-Bird, but never actually fought her before. He ended up taking his mask off, shoving her up against an alley wall, and kissing her. Dickie had gotten so pissed off he actually stood a chance against him.

Batgirl had chased after him one time before that, and he had to admit she was good, but he ended up getting away because someone was being mugged and she went to stop it. Then he got an idea; he was going to buy her and make Helena his pet. Jason smirked and waited until that other woman walked away. She went back to the same position she was in the moment he saw her as soon as he walked up.

He grabbed her chin and forced her head up, so he could get a better view of her face. She had a heart shaped face, sapphire blue eyes, and flawless tan skin. Helena looked like she was about to go feral, but then realized who was looking down at her. Her jaw dropped and her eyes widened in surprise, but she said nothing.

"Hey Batling how's it going?" That was another thing. He had made up a few nicknames for her and she absolutely despised them. Helena clenched her teeth and scowled at him.

"What do you want?" It was embarrassing enough that these men had captured her; she didn't need him rubbing it in her face. Luckily no one recognized her yet, but she still couldn't do anything because if someone did they would find out she was Batgirl and the family secret would be blown. So Batgirl needed to stay away until she could figure out some way to escape.

"I decided to pay the owners here a little visit if you know what I mean. How did you end up here?" She flinched when he asked that, and moved her wrists around in the cuffs.

"I don't remember. They hit me in the head too hard." Jason crouched down in front of her and cupped her cheek. He moved her hair away from her face and put it behind her ear. Then he moved his hand to the back of her head to feel around for where she got hit. There was a pretty big bump right there.

"I can feel that, remind me to ask you about it later." She narrowed her eyes and one eyebrow was raised in a questioning act.

"Later?" He smirked at that. This was going to be really fun.

"Well the way I see this going down, is you have two choices. One," He lifted her chin to where she would be looking him in the eyes; "You can come with me and get out of this joint. You'll be my personal little pet to play with and do whatever I say. Or two," He hooked his thumb over his shoulder and she looked at the guys staring and licking their lips at the sight of her. There were at least thirty of them. "You can stay here and be sold and fucked until you pass out. Your choice Batling. Just tell me you need me."

"You can't just! I-I don't…." She bit her lip and looked down. Helena didn't know what to say to that. She narrowed her eyes and thought hard about her decision. She didn't want to get raped or sold (or both) and she didn't want to go home with Jason Todd. There was always the possibility she could get out on her own, but the chance was slim. Finally she decided on the third choice, because it was her only real option here.

"I can get out on my own." She snapped. He could just mind his own business and leave her alone.

Jason sighed and got up."Fine. Have fun with whatever guy takes you home then Baby Bat." He started walking away.

"Wait!" He stopped and looked back down at her. What would happen if they knocked her out again and she woke up naked tied to a bed? Oh God, she needed his help even if it meant being his little sex toy. At least that way there was a chance of Dick and the others finding her, right?

"Fine, I need your help ok? I can't do anything or it'll blow my secret identity, and if I do that everyone will suffer. I'd rather go with you than let that happen." Helena looked over to the guys still watching her and made a disgusted look. "Just don't let any of them touch me and I'll go without a fight." He smirked and took something out of his pocket.

"That's a good girl, I knew you'd come around. Just to make sure you don't try to escape…." He stuck a needle in her neck and watched her eyes go wide. "Don't worry it won't make you pass out, it just makes you drowsy so that you can't get away. Now who do I talk to about you?" Jason turned around and saw a few big guys with SECURITY written on their shirts watching him. "I'll be right back Batling."

About an hour later Helena had been purchased and taken back to Jason's apartment. It was actually pretty nice and there was more space than she thought there would be. It was a two bedroom and two bathroom apartment with two beds, a flat screen TV, and a nice leather couch. It was a lot nicer than she expected.

Jason brought her into one of the bedrooms and laid her down on the mattress. She groaned and sat up holding her forehead in her hand. Helena looked up and noticed that he was staring at her.

He crawled over next to her on the bed and gently ran his hand up and down her thigh. She gasped and closed her legs at the ankles, while pulling her fist back to punch him in the face. Jason caught her hand easily, because she was still drowsy from the drug, and then held both of them above her head. He used his other hand to reach up her skirt and started to pull her panties down slowly.

"Come on now Pretty Bird," He got on top of her and pressed their hips together so she could feel how hard he was. He grabbed two pairs of handcuffs out of his pocket and cuffed her to the headboard. Helena was too drugged to get out of them and he had to get her legs open. He grabbed her ankles and spread her legs open as far as they would go, then sat on her lower thighs.

He took out a knife to cut the vest off her body and threw the forgotten article of clothing to the floor. Jason slowly unbuttoned her white shirt to reveal her black bra, and licked his lips in anticipation. She was still struggling and trying to get away, and it was starting to annoy him.

He shoved his own pants down to reveal his hardening manhood, slowly stroking himself while taking in the beautiful form below him. He looked down at the woman underneath him, and decided she was ready for the taking; his taking. Jason was down to the hilt inside her with one deep, hard thrust. Helena gasped and opened her mouth in a silent scream when she felt him throbbing inside her. He didn't even bother to prepare her!

Jason didn't even give her time to adjust either; he just started thrusting in and out of her with brutal force. He grabbed her hips so tight that she would definitely find bruises there in the morning. The burning pain was almost too much for her to handle, but she forced herself to stay quiet. She closed her eyes and waited for this horrible nightmare to end, so she could just go to sleep. He got off of her thighs and pushed her legs back farther towards her chest. After a couple more hard thrusts she came but stayed completely silent the whole time. There was no way Jason would get the satisfaction of hearing her moan. He rode out her orgasm until he came himself shortly after she did.

Helena kept her eyes closed because there was no way that she could look Jason Todd in the eye after what just happened. He put her legs down, and she heard him stand up. He quickly redressed himself and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"Don't fight it Pretty Bird, in the end it all turns out the same. There would be less pain if you did." She could practically see the smirk plastered on his face. Helena closed her legs and turned her head to the other side out of shame. Jason chuckled and opened the door to the bedroom. "I have to go pay someone a little visit. Be back later Batling." He closed the door and heard the front door slam as well.

Helena was starting to wish she had stayed at the prostitute house.

It's been exactly two weeks since she had become Jason's 'pet'. After she woke up the first couple nights she was always so sore that she couldn't move even if she had wanted to. Helena quickly figured out that whenever Jason was home, they were going to have sex. This was about three or four times a day/night. He even woke her up in the middle of the night to have sex.

Actually the only time she saw Jason was when he wanted to have sex with her. He would come in only in his boxers, push her legs out of the way, and take what he wanted from her. The first couple days she had kept resisting and struggling, but when she did he would only take her harder and faster than the last time. So on the fifth day she decided to just stop fighting and let go.

Jason walked into the room with his usual confidence and looked down at her. She opened her eyes slightly when she heard the door open and looked up. Helena spread her legs a little bit, offering herself to him without resistance. Jason smirked and sat down on the edge of the bed, putting his hand on her thigh.

"Finally decided to submit, huh? That's a good girl, now the real fun can begin." He opened the drawer on the nightstand and brought out a bottle of lube. He coated his fingers thoroughly and slowly slid one finger inside her warmth. He sat on his knees between her legs, and watched her reactions. Slowly four fingers were inside her, stretching and pleasing at the same time.

As soon as he was done prepping her he lubed up his cock, and pushed inside the wet area. Jason slowly went in and out of her, picking up speed as she started to relax. She was so tight! Helena bucked her hips and let out a long shameless moan when his thrusts became quicker and deeper. Jason raised one eyebrow and watched her eyes roll back and her head fall against the pillows. She usually didn't make any noise, so he must have found her g-spot.

A few more quick thrusts hitting that one spot and she came, hands tangled in the sheets. A few quick snaps of his hips and he was gone, squeezing her hips while she tried to get her breathing under control.

"Now was that so hard?" He got up, pulled his boxers back on, and left without another word.

After Helena stopped trying to resist him the sex had gotten easier and stopped hurting. In fact after that day things had gotten much easier. Now he prepared her, and started to go a little softer with her. She sat up and pulled her shirt up to reveal her stomach. No matter what she did Jason always grabbed her hips to tight and left bruises for himself to enjoy later. He was usually gone when Helena woke up, and left food on the nightstand with clean clothes at the edge of the bed. Things with Jason weren't actually so bad after she stopped trying to fight him. Now she didn't have to get handcuffed to the headboard, and he put a TV in her room for her to watch.

Don't get me wrong here she still didn't like him. Jason was just being good enough that she could tolerate him without giving him dirty looks whenever he was around. Helena never came out of the room because she didn't feel comfortable around him and felt like she didn't belong. As long as Jason kept his distance from her until someone found out where she was, Helena could get through this.

She got up and decided to take a shower to get her mind off things. She slipped her shorts off and let them fall to the floor without picking them up. Next came her panties, shirt (Jason's shirt), and bra all in a line leading to the bathroom. Helena turned the water on and found a clean towel. She stepped into the shower feeling the warm, wet water caress her body as she started shampooing her hair. After a little while she started to wonder why Jason even bothered dealing with her in the first place.

I mean he has a sidekick, that red head chick named Scarlet. Helena kinda figured that they were in a relationship since Dick described it that way when he told her. They both had some stuff in common since they were both killers, and partners, and… okay she didn't really know anything about either of them except for that they killed and worked together. Maybe they're together and she just doesn't want to have sex with him? That's the case with some people, she's heard of that type of situation before. Well things aren't always as they seem to be at the first glance so… whatever. I guess he just wants quick available sex where he knows he can get it.

This was going to take a lot of getting used to.

Helena put on a black tank top and some denim cutoffs. She turned the TV on and started brushing her hair while watching Two and a Half Men. Then, the front door opened. Jason's loud footsteps could be heard all the way from the room she was in, so that meant he was in a crappy mood. Great.

He was putting things away while slamming things down on the table and bar. That was another thing that confused her; they barley talked to each other. The day they met was the longest conversation that they ever had. Jason would say something when he walked in the room, but other than that he never talked. She didn't exactly want to talk to him, I mean it's not like she could just walk up and start a conversation with a cold blooded murderer. It would just be too weird. So that's why she stayed in the room and always waited for him to come to her.

Alright that side of her head was done, so now she had to brush the other side. As soon as she started Jason walked in and looked at her through the white lenses of the domino mask. Jason always wore that mask, so she had never seen his eyes before.

"Whatcha doin?" He ran a hand through his hair and crossed his arms.

"Well," She looked at her brush and looked back up at him. "I just got in the shower, blow-dried my hair, and now I'm brushing it." Duh isn't it obvious? She didn't say that out loud of course, but she gave him the 'are you stupid?' look. Helena could tell he rolled his eyes even with the domino mask on.

"Watch your step Batling I'm trying to be nice." Helena busted out laughing after he said that. She moved the hair out of her face and started hiccupping. Jason Todd trying to be nice to her? Yeah right.

"Are you done yet?" He had an annoyed look on his face.

"Yea I'm done. Congratulations I haven't heard something that funny in long time. Even if I had it wouldn't have made me laugh that hard."

"Gee thanks. You know I can be nice when I want to be." He turned his head towards the window and thought he saw the guy in the apartment across the street watching them. "What the hell? Did you see that?" He pointed to the apartment over at the window.

"You saw that guy too? I thought maybe I was just being paranoid." She walked over to the window and looked out see if he was still looking. Helena raised the window up and looked out. When she bent over Jason couldn't help looking at her perfect figure and curves. She shut the window and sat back down, going back to brushing her hair.

Jason stood over by the window and took a good look at Helena for the first time. She was mesmerizing. He got down on his knees and pulled her shorts/panties down. He threw her legs over his shoulders and flicked her clit with his tongue. She gasped and clenched his head between her thighs.

Jason started licking and sucking on her wet womanhood, enjoying the taste of her on his tongue. She really hated to admit this, but Jason knew how to turn her on. She only wished he wasn't so smug about it. He plunged his tongue in and out of her entrance and she made some type of sound between a gasp and a moan. Helena threw her head back tangling her fingers in his hair. It wasn't exactly comfortable for him, but he sort of liked it when she started pulling on his hair. Jason would never admit that to anyone though, least of all Helena.

"Oh my God." He lapped at her center again, just like a kitten tasting milk. If he kept this up, Jason was going to make her cum just by doing this. She moaned and her hands were now clawing at the sheets.

He was a freaking tease, and if it didn't stop soon then kitty would bring out her claws. Literally.

After torturing her for a few more minutes he finally gave her release. Her hands tightened in his hair and when he was finished she collapsed on the bed. Jason stood up and leaned over her while she tried to stop gasping for air.

"Told ya I could be nice." There was his trademark smirk creeping onto his face again. "Bye bye Pretty Bird." He licked his lips and walked out the bedroom door.

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It has now been one month since Jason brought her home. They had switched apartments a couple of times, other than that not much was going on. Okay, I take that back. A lot has happened since she got here. In fact, some things they did now reminded her of what couples did together.

Jason started out being rough and mean to her, but eventually let loose a little bit. After that conversation they had, he was starting to work more on pleasing her instead of just himself. Things had definitely gotten better between them. He had even asked what felt good to her in bed, and if she liked it he made sure to do it again. Rubbing her hips did more than make her feel good though, it made her relax and less tense. Helena even started going out to the living room to watch TV with him. She would lay her head in his lap while he flipped through different channels, looking for something decent to watch. Jason had actually started sleeping with her at night instead of leaving when they were finished having sex.

This isn't a relationship. Oh no, this was far from it. They weren't lovers, or friends, or companions either. It did feel nice to have someone's eyes on her again, but it was just pure attraction. At least, that's what she thought it was. Sometimes when Jason looked at her she thought there was something more behind it, even though it was probably impossible.

Helena tried not to think about how quickly he could bring her pleasure, or his strong arms wrapped around her while she slept, or how he always- wait what? There was no way she was going to finish that thought. Jason was just- just some guy she was being forced to entertain. Jason hasn't been romantic while she's with him, let alone kisses her for that matter, and even if he did it wouldn't be right. Speaking of Jason….

He walked in and slammed the door shut after. He started throwing weapons around in random places, and she heard him mumble something under his breath. Something was bothering him; he usually didn't act this way unless something was. Helena looked over at him taking off his helmet and the domino mask. Huh, that was a first. Might as well try to calm him down and lighten the mood.

"Well someone's peachy today." He turned around and gave her the best bat glare he could manage. She smirked and stood up. "Sorry that doesn't really bother me anymore. Actually it never has so glare as much as you like." Helena walked over and put her hand on his forearm. He stopped what he was doing and stood up straight, giving her an annoyed look. She rolled her eyes. "Are you going to tell me what your problem is or not?" His expression softened and he turned around to fully face her. Jason studied her for a second, then leaned his hip on the edge of the counter.

"Scarlet's just being a pain in my ass is all." A piece of hair fell into her face, and before she could reach up to fix it Jason pushed it back behind her ear for her. But instead of putting his hand back down, it lingered on the side of her face. They stayed in that position for a few minutes just staring at each other. He cupped her other cheek and pushed her back against the bar. Jason briefly looked down at her lips, then tilted her up. He started to lean forward, and a million thoughts were running through her head.

Oh my God he's going to kiss me! Should I stop him or just let him do it? Oh shit what am I supposed to do? Assoonasshethoughtthat he put his head above her shoulder, so he could see where he put his other gun. Jason reached over and grabbed it, getting the cloth sitting over by the sink. Maybe not.

He let go of her face and took a few steps back. "I need to clean these. It's been awhile since I-"

"OPEN THE DAMN DOOR JASON OR ILL BUST IT DOWN!" Somebody started yelling and knocking on the door outside.

He walked over to the couch and sat down, completely ignoring the person at the door. It was a woman from the sound of her voice. Flipping through TV channels, he looked over at her and patted his lap expecting her to come over. Helena looked over at the door and back at Jason. She was so happy he hadn't kissed her, but was a little bit annoyed by how he handled the situation. And him treating her like a dog just then.

"I MEAN IT JASON YOU HAVE TWENTY SECONDS TO OPEN THE DOOR!"

"Are you going to get that….?" He just patted his lap again and kept staring at her. Then Helena got an idea. She went over and sat down on the couch as far away from Jason as possible. She brought one foot up putting it in his lap, (still not breaking eye contact) and slowly put the other up crossing her legs at the ankles. Propping her head up on her hand, she shrugged and gave him her most charming smile.

"You got ten seconds left. Open the damn door." His jaw dropped. That was the last thing he expected to hear out of her mouth. And more importantly she was telling him what to do. Ordering him around. Maybe he was being too nice, because now he needed to remind her who was in charge. Again.

Before he could say anything she got up and walked back to her room. You just wait until I'm done with Scarlet pretty bird, were gonna have a little chat about your attitude. Jason got up and opened the door right before Scarlet was about to break it.

Helena didn't know if Jason had told that one chick about her or not, but if he didn't she wasn't going to listen to their conversation. She turned the TV up loud so it would drown out their yelling.

"You told me you were going to get rid of her after a week or two Jason. Why is Batgirl still alive?"

"I know what I said Sasha, besides it isn't any of your business anyway."

"Yeah well you're starting to go soft." Scarlet crossed her arms and looked at him. That mask had come of two months ago, so she dyed her hair red and grew it out. It was past shoulder length now and had a few curls in it. She did it so maybe Jason would look at her as more than just his partner, maybe as his lover.

"I am not! What makes you think that?" He ran his hand through his black hair, and then copied her actions by crossing his arms.

"I can just tell Jason. You said you hated the Bats but you have Batgirl locked up in your apartment? It doesn't make any sense and I want to know why." She flipped her hair over her shoulder and put her hands on her hips.

"Yeah well it sounds to me like you're jealous."

"What do I have to be jealous of?"

"I don't know you tell me!"

"I'm not jealous!"

"Yes you are! You're mad that I come here after patrol instead of going out with you to a bar."

"No I'm not!"

"I think you are."

"No I'm not because-"

"Because why?"

"BECAUSE THERES NO REASON TO BE JEALOUS OF THAT WHORE!" Okay Helena had heard that even with her TV turned all the way up. She got up and prepared to go kick the crap out of that bitch. She was turning the door knob when she heard Jason's reply and stood there stone still.

"SHE'S NOT A WHORE! I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT SO STOP MEDDLING IN MY BUSSINESS!" The front door slammed and she just stood there not sure what to do. Slowly she opened the door and peeked out. Scarlet was gone, hence the door slamming, and Jason stood there in the middle of the living room staring at the door. Maybe he did like her, but didn't want to tell her. The Bat Family didn't exactly like to talk about their feelings to anybody, including themselves.

She quietly walked out and looked at his back. So Jason didn't think she was a whore? It was nice that he had stuck up for her and everything, but she thought that was the only reason he was interested in her. Wasn't it? It made her angry that that chick had called her a whore (because she definitely wasn't) but it intrigued her greatly that Jason had said what he did.

He turned around and walked over to the fridge. He got some Pepsi and two glasses out of the cabinet.

"Do you want something to drink?" He put the Pepsi up, but after he closed the fridge there was a set of arms around him and a face buried in the crook of his neck.

"Thanks for telling her I wasn't a whore." He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed her against his body. Jason was about an inch or two taller than her so she had to stand on her tippy toes to reach his neck.

"No problem. I think she's just stressed out; usually Sasha isn't like that. If you get to know her she can be really nice." They stayed like that for a minute just enjoying the others embrace. When they finally let go he picked her up (bridal style) and sat her down on the bed in his room. While he went back in the kitchen to finish getting them something to drink, she looked around his room. There were many guns and knives in various cases displayed on the walls and on a table. Other than that it looked like her room, except his had red satin sheets.

Helena had heard the start of their argument earlier, and it was making her nervous looking at all the guns and knives around the room. She remembered what Scarlet had said.

You told me you were going to get rid of her after a week or two Jason. Why is Batgirl still alive?

Was Jason going to kill her when he came back? Is that why he's been so nice to her lately? So that when she put her guard down, he could catch her by surprise to make it quick where she couldn't fight back? He walked back in the room with their drinks and chuckled when he saw she had spread her legs for him. He set the glasses on the dresser and crawled up next to her on the bed. He grabbed her hips and pulled her in-between his legs, so she was facing the TV and lying back on his chest.

He wrapped his arms around her waist again, resting his hands on her stomach. Why was she so tense all of the sudden? Things had been great between them after the first couple days, so why was she freaking out now? Maybe it was all the guns around the room. Alright Jay just try to calm her down and get her to relax. He unbuttoned/unzipped her shorts and slid his hands down to her hips. He massaged and rubbed circles on them, just the way that she liked. He felt her relax against him, laying her head on his chest while closing her eyes.

"Mmmm….." Jason looked down at this beautiful creature, watching the way her tongue slowly glided over her luscious lips. God those lips. He wanted to know what Helena tasted like, to truly claim her as his own. But to do that he needed to kiss her, and he didn't want to do that. Not yet.

What the hell was wrong with him? Why did this woman, Helena Wayne of all people, have to be the one to get under his skin? No that wasn't what was happening. It was just attraction. She was just a cocky, paranoid, bossy, annoying, attractive, sexy... what the fuck was happening to him? The main reason he did this, was to get her away from Dickie-Bird. Red Hood had seen the new Batman making out with Batgirl on the rooftops, and decided that he wanted to see just what was so fascinating about her.

Helena must feel guilty about cheating on Grayson, and that only made victory even sweeter. It gave him a twisted feeling of pride to know that she had submitted to him so easily. The problem was he had done the same with her. He stopped massaging, and looked up at the television returning his hands to the position they were in before. She laced her fingers with his, and squeezed gently.

"Are you going to kill me?" She whispered. He had expected this question to come up, but not when they were like this.

"No." He whispered back. It was the truth; Jason couldn't kill her even if he wanted to.

"Alright." That was it? That was the only thing he had to say to reassure her? Scarlet was right, he was going soft because of Helena. He was not, I repeat not going to fall for Helena Wayne. She was the daughter of his sworn enemy (when Bruce was still alive) and she was a goody two shoes just like him and the rest of them. So screw her.

Jason shoved her off him and onto the floor, getting up to walk to the door. He opened it, and then turned around to look at her on the floor.

"Bite me." He slammed the door shut in her face, going in the kitchen to put on his helmet. Maybe crushing some skulls would take his mind off things.

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