Author's Note: Thank you so much for the reviews! They really make my day! I know it seems a little slow right now but I promise it'll pick up. I had originally written this for just me (not intending to publish it) so that's why there's so much fluff involved.
Red Hood was staring up at Melody with the kind of longing man has had since the dawn of humanity. It was the most basic of needs, but over time, man had perfected such things. She'd asked for him, and there was no mistaking the heat in her intense violet-blue eyes. He returned his mouth to the skin, just above the waistline of her unholy black shorts, but now his hands started to pull down the tight black shorts and the underwear beneath them. It wasn't long before the small bit of fabric was pooled at her feet and she was totally exposed to him. What turned him on even more was how confident she stood before him, so comfortable in her own skin. She had nothing to be ashamed of as well. Unlike the first two times he'd gotten her naked, he took his time to look. She was well groomed, but he expected it from a girl like her, with a small trail of light blonde curls styled in a neat, pristine little triangle. She was wet already for him and that made him grin. He looked up at her with that grin.
"Hood, you don't-oh God!" Red Hood swept his tongue between her folds just as she spoke. He returned his hands to her hips, fingers digging into her ass so she moved her hips into him and parted her legs. He moved into her like he was going in for a kiss, which is just what he did. His tongue circled her clit teasingly, causing her hands to tighten their grip on his hair. He enjoyed going down on women, having this kind of control over them brought him his own kind of pleasure. He could be her complete undoing or drive her mad with lust, whatever reaction he felt like eliciting from her. He sucked her clit between his lips and her fingernails dug into his scalp. "Oh God, Hood, yes!" She cried, satisfying Red Hood's ego. He continued his feverous ministrations, bringing her closer and closer to climax. He could feel her body growing tighter, hotter, until finally, after a particularly skilled trick with his tongue, he pushed her over the edge. She cried out, knees buckling and her grip on his hair tightened. Red Hood gave her no time to recover, rising to his full height and capturing her lips. Her knees gave out, either from the orgasm or from the kiss, and Red Hood chuckled against her lips, holding up her body for her. He liked how she looked right now, almost swooning in his arms with an afterglow shining through her.
She was panting, making her breasts rise and fall in a mesmerizing way, but there was a grin on her face. "You're good." She whispered against his mouth.
"I live to please." Red Hood smirked. She pulled his mouth down to hers, closing the distance between them with a kiss that made Red Hood see stars. She pushed his underwear down his hips to fall at his feet. Red Hood kicked off his pants and underwear, pressing his body into Melody's so he could feel all of her smooth skin against his. She seemed to like the way he felt as well, her fingers running up and down his arms to his chest and then lower. He bit his bottom lip to keep from groaning as her hands wrapped around him, working his body harder than he ever thought possible. Her thumb swirled around the head of his cock, eliciting a groan from Red Hood that he hadn't noticed until he saw Melody's smirk.
"You like that, huh?" She teased. Red Hood grabbed her chin firmly and looked her right in the eye, that smirk still on her face.
"You're a dirty little tease." He said, his mouth so close to hers he was brushing her lips with every word he spoke. "I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight." He assured her.
"Not if I fuck you first." She said, her blue eyes flaming as she glanced up at him. Melody pushed him back onto the bed and he let her, eagerly waiting to see what she was going to do. He usually liked being on top but his curiosity had gotten the better of him. He wanted to see what she was capable of. She straddled his waist and leaned over him to grab a condom from the side table drawer. Red Hood couldn't resist the opportunity to fondle her breasts while she dug around the drawer, running his calloused thumbs over her nipples. He felt her falter in her search, her body tensing up during his ministrations. "That's very distracting." She said with a slight strain in her voice.
"Good." Red Hood replied. In return, she leaned back and ground her hips into him so hard he would've whimpered if he hadn't bitten his lip in time. She was talented, he'd give her that. She tore the condom wrapper open with her teeth and tossed the wrapper to the side. She rolled the condom on and Red Hood groaned; only she could make such a simple touch feel so good. He watched her sink down on top of him, slowly, inch by inch until he was completely inside her. Red Hood's hands went to her hips but she needed no guidance from him. She moved her hips in ways that Red Hood didn't think was possible for most women. She was still so wet and she looked magnificent and glowing on top of him. Her hands were braced on his chest and her white chocolate hair was messy and wild. Red Hood was mesmerized by the way her breasts bounced in time with her movements, slow and sensually. It was too slow for Red Hood's taste, however, so he brought his hands to her ass and gripped her two full cheeks in his hands.
"Harder." He grunted, moving his own hips to meet her thrusts. In return to his demand, Melody swirled her hips around just the right way that Red Hood almost forgot how to breathe. She hadn't lied when she said she was going to fuck him tonight. He felt it, felt her, deep down in his bones. Her scent, so intoxicating and sweet, fogged his brain so much that he couldn't think about anything except for her. He wondered if this was what being in love felt like. They came together and Melody collapsed on top of him, their bodies still together. He liked the feel of her body, slicked with sweat and hot with exhaustion, against his.
Once she'd caught her breath, she finally spoke. "I don't want to move." She whined, her head resting on Red Hood's chest.
"No one asked you to." Red Hood said, resting his chin on the top of her head. He buried his face in her hair, breathing in the scent of jasmine and vanilla that was slowly becoming his favorite fragrance. She leaned up and kissed his cheek before finally rolling off of him, leaving him feeling strangely cold. She sat up on the bed, her arms holding her upright which pushed her chest out. Red Hood wondered if she even knew just how beautiful she really was. She probably did, as she radiated confidence and poise, even without any clothes on. Red Hood rose reluctantly and cleaned himself off in the bathroom before returning to find her lying back on her bed staring up at the ceiling. She hadn't bothered to get under the covers and she looked as exhausted as Red Hood felt.
"I was thinking." Melody began, her eyes still locked on the ceiling.
"Were you?" Red Hood smirked, digging through his jacket for his carton of cigarettes and a lighter then returning to his spot on the bed next to her. Despite her having seen him naked multiple times now, he still couldn't manage to feel quite as comfortable nude as Melody did.
"Yes, I was. I was wondering why you carry guns if you're supposed to be a superhero." She inquired, placing her delicate little hands on her stomach.
Red Hood took out a cigarette and placed it between his lips. "Not a superhero, babe." He reminded her.
Melody rolled her eyes at him. "You know what I mean. Good guys don't normally carry guns." She insisted, reaching over to the table and handing him an unused ashtray.
Red Hood lit his cigarette and took a drag from it before responding. "Cops carry guns." He flicked off the ashes and offered her a drag which she took.
"Cops don't run around all night wearing masks and capes."
Red Hood feigned an offended look. "I don't wear a cape."
Still, she wouldn't be dissuaded. "Are you ex-military? My dad was and he always had a gun on him."
"No, I'm not ex-military." Red Hood took another drag from his cigarette and looked away from her.
"If you're not ex-military and you're not some kind of criminal in disguise, then why do you carry so many weapons?" She insisted, touching his shoulder gently to get his attention.
Red Hood shrugged his shoulders. "They help when I need to get my point across the hard way."
Melody took his cigarette from him and took a drag from it. "So it's like a threat, in a way."
"It's not like a threat, it is a threat." Red Hood said. She looked like she wanted to say something else but she just took another drag from the cigarette and stamped it out in the ashtray. She set the ashtray to the side then climbed on top of him. She pressed her lips to his, soft and sweet, tasting like sex and cigarettes. It was the kind of kiss that Red Hood thought people give one another when they've known each other forever. She pulled back from him, her teeth grazing his bottom lip lightly, their noses still touching.
"I'll see you tomorrow night?" She made it a question, she was still uncertain.
"I wouldn't miss a night with you for anything." He said quietly, but firmly to make sure that she understood just how much he wanted her. She climbed off of him with a smile and squirmed under the covers with her back to him. Red Hood, slightly less gracefully, did the same, but pulled her body close against his. He didn't expect her to cradle his arm to her chest, but he liked how it felt to be held by her. He wished he could've spent the entire night with her like a normal man could've, but halfway through the night he would have to leave her to continue doing what he had been raised to do. He'd crack skulls on the pavement, ship some freaks off to Arkham or Black Gate, then get some sleep so he could do it all again the next evening. But right now, all the Red Hood could think about was the warm body next to his, clinging to him as if he were the only thing that mattered. He wondered if maybe, one day, if he were lucky enough he might actually get to stay the entire night with this woman holding onto him like this, the way no one ever has before.
