Author's Notes: I guess this is sort of a bonus chapter as I don't have any old stories to upload with it. Enjoy.
Barbara lay on her back, the bright green grass growing wild around her. To her left was Dick Grayson, her boyfriend. The cheeky smirk he always carried with him was plastered to his face as always. Dick was on his side, watching her with interest. His hand was on her thigh, rubbing softly. She was breathing heavier than normal as his hand traced circles into her jeans and his eyes ran over her tight black vest then back up to her soft facial features. On the warm summer's day it had seemed like a good idea to come over to Wayne Manor and just lie in the sun with Dick, but now her heart was beating and she couldn't stop thinking about whether it was hot enough for Dick to take off his shirt.
"Feeling alright Babs?" he asked with a grin, his hand rubbing her leg a little faster, the sensations it sent through her clearly visible to him. His jet black hair had grown longer and he was taller than when she first met him; he was taller than her now. She nodded, refusing to give in to his little game. "Are you sure?" he said, his hand rubbing faster still, and a little harder. His tender fingers pressed lovingly into the flesh of her thighs through her jeans. "Yes," she whispered weakly. "Then clearly I'm not trying hard enough," Dick smirked.
Her heart raced as he shifted himself onto her, his body pressed against hers. His hand left her thigh and, together with its partner, pinched the bottom of her vest and rolled it up over her midriff. He pressed his lips to her navel and butterflies flew through her stomach. His tongue tickled her skin as his tongue darted across her stomach. His lips worked the soft flesh with enthusiasm and a slight moan escaped her.
Dick started to move up her body, his lips trailing over her torso and his hands pushing up her vest just ahead of them. She lifted up her arms and he rolled her vest up and over her head, dropping it to the side of them. Then he kissed her on the lips lovingly. He wore a loose black t-shirt with blue jeans as he hovered over her, his legs clamped protectively on either side of her waist. The way he grinned and licked his lips told her that he had some ideas on what to do with her next.
He lifted her arms over her head pinning them there. Meanwhile he continued to kiss her, lips working lips. He pushed her hands together and held them there with one hand while the other trailed down over her again. He kissed away from her mouth, down over her chin and across her neck. He could see her nipples peaking beneath her bra and his mouth latched onto one of the modestly firm breasts. He sucked on the hard nipple gently, teasingly, his tongue encircling it. His free hand had finished its journey down her chest and reached her waist.
She felt him pulling at her belt but it wouldn't come easily with only one hand. He pulled his mouth away from her chest and, with eager eyes, observed her body once more. She was only just noticing how strong he had become over the last couple of years, and, with her arms still held tightly in place above her, a flash of vulnerability coursed through her.
He managed to unbuckle her infernal belt and whip it away. Barbara bit her bottom lip nervously as his hand slipped beneath her jeans. She wanted to cry out and tell him to touch her again when his thumb brushed over her entrance, but the words caught silently in her throat. His mouth flew back to her breast, her bra wet with his saliva. It was only for a moment though, as he pulled his head back and his hand slid away from rubbing her. The hand holding both of hers retreated as well.
She watched with baited breath as he pulled away his shirt. Her hand raised before she could stop them and lightly pressed against his bare almost- hairless chest, a jolt of passion flying through them both at the contact. He watched silently with a smirk as her hand dragged slowly down his torso, feeling every line and muscle, until it reached his belt. Her slender fingers tugged at the belt, loosening it until it fell away.
Suddenly her hands fell away with a gasp as his nimble fingers dropped to the crotch of her jeans again. He soothed her inner thighs with confidence, but there was something slightly nervous in his eyes. He unbuttoned her jeans and slid down the zipper, then he rapped his knuckles against her and her breathing hastened. "Dick..." she moaned as he dragged his fingers down over her legs, pulling her jeans down with them. The jeans balled at her ankles and Dick left them, tickling his fingers back up the inside of her legs.
She reached for his belt again and this time opened it uninterrupted, tugging it gently away. Now her hand was on his crotch and it was his turn to groan out. She stroked softly while her thumb pushed at the zip. Dick felt his jeans being pulled away from him as she slid down, beneath him. Her gentle hand slipped inside his boxers and curled around his erect shaft, pumping lightly. He bit his lip desperately.
When her hand re-appeared from beneath his boxers, Dick wasn't taking any chances. He grabbed her arms and lifted them over her head again, once again pinning them with one hand while the other returned to her body. The vulnerability returned to Barbara but this time she was ready for it, waiting for it.
He pawed at her wet bra until it came away, then he eased down her knickers. He left her there for a moment, simply watching her heaving breasts with each breath she took. Then he used his free hand to tug down his boxers to his knees. "You ready?" he asked, care filling his eyes. She nodded and he pushed inside.
It was a natural fit when his penis slid into her vagina. He gently thrust down into her and she moaned out. He thrust again and she made another squeaking noise. His lips crashed down into hers, kissing her with the passion of a wolf-cub while his hips continued to thrust slowly and gently. Her legs lifted off the grass and wrapped around him. The hand that had held hers was now on her chest, attached to her right boob. The other hand now rested on her thigh, tracing lines into her gentle skin.
He thrust a little faster and a little harder and Barbara's moans echoed this. The redheads limbs had wildly wrapped around him, clinging on while he nailed her to the ground. His pounding became faster still and she could feel they were approaching the end.
As he got even faster, Barbara moaned out so loudly she was sure they could hear it back at the mansion. That worry quickly faded as he gripped her breast tightly and a jolt ran through her spine. He started to slow as they both reached their climaxes and he slumped down on top of her with a deep sigh. "I love you," he gasped out and she used the last of her energy to kiss him lovingly. "I love you too boy wonder..."