Author's Notes: I've always thought there was something there between these two. Tim was my Robin and Kara was my Supergirl so I feel like I have a connection with both. I'm always torn between whether I prefer Tim and Steph or Tim and Kara. Which pair do you prefer? Anyways, enjoy Chapter 2!

Kara had a crush on Tim Drake since they'd first met. And she knew he liked her too. She could hear his heart beat faster when he was around her. In truth, she was a young attractive woman who wore revealing outfits and was also a powerful super hero, it was unusual for people's hearts not to quicken around her. But she usually didn't notice, she paid it no attention at all. Except Tim Drake. She liked to listen to his heartbeat, and that's what she was doing now, instead of listening to his voice.

Then suddenly she couldn't hear it anymore. It was just gone. Her eyes focused and she snapped back to reality, staring at Tim. He smirked, seeing the slight panic in her eyes. Then she saw his hand outstretched towards her, a shard of kryptonite in the palm of his glove.

It was a small crystal, glowing green. But its effect was huge. She felt weaker. Not enough to feel bas, but enough that she couldn't feel her powers. "Not so strong now?" He asked, that smirk still on his face. She didn't trust her voice so she simply nodded. "Good" he grinned and tapped her nose playfully. "The bad guys won't play nice Kara. You can't rely entirely on your powers, you need to learn to cope without."

Kara looked at him and resisted the urge to smile herself as a plan came to her. Suddenly she fell to her knees. "Kara!" He cried out worried, dropping the kryptonite, kicking it away and putting his hands on her shoulders. She dropped her head down so he wouldn't see her own smirk forming. "There shouldn't have been enough to hurt you," he said quietly, nervously. She tried to stand up but stumbled and fell. He put his arms around her. "It's okay" he whispered to comfort her, "take it slow." Then she started to laugh.

Tim's face fell for a moment when he realised he'd been played, but only for a moment. "That's not funny," he told her off but his heart wasn't in it. His heart was busy beating for her again. "Yes it is" she grinned proudly. "Not" he hissed back. "Is" she stuck her tongue out. They were still on their knees together, their faces so close. Kara thought she could have heard his heartbeat from here even without her powers.

They were silent for a moment, eyes locked. "...not," he said eventually. Kara lunged forwards, tackling him to the ground and pinning him down. "Is," she grinned triumphantly. With her powers back there was no way he could get out from under her now. She settled down on top of him for the foreseeable future. Tim didn't look too worried though.

Kara decided to make sure her x-ray vision had returned, and didn't notice Tim clench his fist. This made a pocket on his utility belt click open, a green glow coming from it. Kara's strength faded. Tim surged upwards and Kara found herself now pinned to the ground on her back. "Bad girl" Tim whispered, slowly pulling off his gloves.

It wasn't a shard this time. When his finger dipped into the pouch on its belt it emerged with a sort of dust which Tim preceded to rub into his hands until the green flakes could no longer be seen. Kara was powerless in his grasp now. It took her a moment to realise this though because she thought she could still hear his heartbeat, but then she realised it was her own young heart racing.

She'd never felt like this before and she had no idea what she was supposed to do now. She did the only thing she could do. She kissed him. And he kissed back.

Then he broke away. "This isn't what we're supposed to be doing." Kara wasn't going to let him get away from this that easily. She couldn't. In that second her mind came up with a 100 different things to say to him, to persuade him this was right. The only thing she managed to say out loud: "Please." It was enough. He pressed his lips to hers again.

Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and his hands rested on her hips, gently massaging her sides. When she moaned, he smirked. His hand curled around hers and he pulled her to her feet. Then he pressed her against the wall and his lips crashed into hers again. His hand flew to her face, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. Her left leg lifted off the ground and pressed to his side. His free hand grasped her thigh to support it, and held it in place.

She smiled into the kiss. It was nice. Caring even. But she wanted more. She broke her lips off and looked Tim straight in the eye. She tried to think of a subtle naughty way of telling him what she wanted but her mind went blank. She said the only thing she could still think of: "Spank me."

There was a desk in the middle of the room and Kara bent herself over it. Tim's hand pressed down on the small of her back. She breathed out nervously. His other hand pressed gently against her rear. He was pushing her skirt up, to get to her panties. Then he cupped her buttock, stroking softly with his thumb, kneading the flesh with his palm. He was teasing her.

She felt his hand release her and for a moment her butt was alone in the air. Then the palm of his hand smacked into it sharply. The harsh blow sent a ripple through her body that she normally wouldn't have appreciated. The sharp jolt of pain that shot through her was alien to Kara. Unprepared she had cried out. When the second spank came she knew what was coming, she still cried out.

Kara's short high-pitched whelps when he spanked her only encouraged him to spank her harder. And the whimpers she made when he massaged the soft flesh of her rear between slaps were adorable. Her ass was starting to sting after the fourth blow. She felt him kiss the back of her neck and down her back, covering her with his lips. Then in one swift movement he grasped the edge of her underwear and yanked it down to her ankles. Kara shrieked as his hand crashed into her young ass once again.

As his hand connected with her ass, it pushed into the soft skin and left red impact marks. His handprints left her rear as red as her cape. Then he wove his fingers into her long blonde hair, kissing the strands gently, and she felt his erect member press against her butt.

His hands gripped her golden locks tighter as he thrust his cock into her tight rear. Once inside her, he slowly pulled her head back by her hair, making her back arch. Her legs were trembling, and would not have been able to support her if she hadn't both the desk pressed under her stomach, and his hand holding her up by the harsh grasp he had on her hair. Then he hips started to roll forwards into her.

He was slow at first, knowing Kara would not have experienced this feeling before, but then he got faster and harder, pounding into her ass with everything he had. She was gasping and crying out with every jerk of his hips. He fucked her harder and harder as Kara lost all sense of time. Then after either seconds or hours he spanked her again.

He fucked and screwed her over and over, the blonde kryptonian completely his. He was nailing her ass with such force that Kara was sure the desk would break. But it held. It was Kara who broke, her whole body shuddering into orgasm unlike any she'd ever had before. She felt so human.

Feeling Kara's shaking body in his grasp, Tim was close behind her. He groaned out as he finished inside her, releasing her from his grip. He watched Kara slump down onto the floor. Her body trembling. With a deep breath he sat down next to her, cross legged. She smiled and let her head rest in his lap. She felt her heart flutter as he stroked her hair lovingly. There was silence for a moment. "So like I was saying," Tim said suddenly making her jump, "you need to learn to cope without your powers, so that's what we're going to be working on in these sessions."