A/N - Lemons ahead! Read at your own risk. TW - mild Daddy kink

Epilogue

Hal's chest is warm and Steph is snuggled up against him in bed, lazily making out while he plays with her hair, and it's been a few months since they've started dating - since the sex pollen - and it's been more sweetly domestic than Steph ever could have imagined.

Hal beams into Gotham after work at the airlines most nights so they can eat dinner together and hang out before Steph starts patrol, and even though he goes to bed while she goes out, since unlike Steph he has to get up early for a day job when the Justice League doesn't call, he spends every night at Steph's apartment and cuddles her close when she gets back from patrol and crawls into his big spoon.

He occasionally gets called up for a Lantern Corps mission, which means she sometimes goes a few days or a week in a row without seeing him, and she knows that every so often she'll have to live without him for several weeks or even months, depending on what the Corps needs from him, but Hal's already given her a Lantern communicator so they can talk when he's off-world. And while Steph knows that she'll miss him, she also thinks that between college and Batgirl and hanging out with Cass and Jason and Kyle, her life is full enough that she'll be ok.

Steph spends most weekends now in Coastal City, and even though she beams back to Gotham at night for patrols, she zetas back to Hal's apartment afterwards, where they are now, lying in bed late on Sunday morning, kissing and snuggling, and suddenly Steph knows.

"Hal?" she says, lifting her mouth up from his.

"Yeah, baby?" he says with a smile.

"Could we have sex?" Steph asks him.

Hal's eyes light up, but what melts Steph's heart is that the way he's looking at her is nothing like how Dean used to before they'd fuck. Dean would make Steph feel hot and desired and sexual with his sultry stares when he wanted some action - until he'd actually start fucking her and then leave her completely disappointed and unsatisfied every time.

But Hal? He looks turned on, sure, but - he's glowing with something other than lust, like it's not just sex he wants but sex with Steph, because it's her and not because it's sex.

In fact - he's kissing her so gently, now, holding her face with both hands, and then he's pulling back and saying, "Tell me when we get started if anything begins to freak you out, ok, baby? I won't take it personally."

Steph smiles up at him and then presses a kiss onto his jaw.

"You already make me feel so safe," she says, "but I'll tell you if anything bothers me."

"Good," Hal says, smiling back at her with eyes so warm and tender and - then he's kissing her, deeper than before and more intentional, and although one of his hands stays tangled in her hair, the other one slides lower down Steph's back and lands on her butt, gently palming and caressing it over her pajama pants, and Steph sighs into their kiss and hitches her left leg farther over Hal's left one, scooting herself over until she can grind her clit a little bit on his thigh, and she feels Hal grinning into their kiss right before his hand squeezes her butt cheek tighter and starts helping her press down into his leg.

Steph lets out a tiny whimper, which normally might have embarrassed her, because it wasn't like Dean had given her many reasons to make noise back in the day, so she's not used to it - except for the fact that when she was drugged on the pollen, she'd sounded raunchier than a TV store with every set tuned to porn. So her fairly quiet whimpering moan seems tame in comparison, and hey, that makes Steph feel more comfortable, and she guesses it's one more thing she can be sort of grateful to the sex pollen for.

Hal's answering her, too, with a low moan deep in his throat, and God, that's sexy. Fuck. Hal is a very hot older man, and not one who Steph would've dreamed she'd ever have a shot with before, and, wow. If they hadn't spent the last few months being a couple and getting to know each other, Steph thinks she might have felt intimidated, even after the wild pollen sex, but now?

Now he's just Hal, who, yes, is making her very wet as they work together grinding her cunt onto his leg, but he's also Hal who makes her waffles and watches The Voice with her and laughs at her jokes and then teases her right back, and Steph can't imagine feeling nervous around him anymore.

And that fact makes her feel so warm and relaxed that the next moan out of her is even louder.

"Hell, yeah, baby," Hal mumbles approvingly against her mouth. "You like rubbing your pussy on my leg?"

"Yeah," Steph says, arching her back into it a little bit. Hal grins at her and slips his hand inside her pajamas to squeeze her bare ass cheek, and oh, that's good.

"God, you're beautiful like this," Hal says. "I mean, not that you weren't beautiful the other time," he says, fumbling for the words, "but I hated that you were drugged, and I could tell you hated how out of control you were, and seeing you like this now? So present for me? God," Hal says reverently, and that makes Steph squirm in pleasure.

"Yeah, that's it, baby," Hal says in a low husky voice as he slides his second hand to her hip and gets a good grip. "Look at you getting turned on by me. You think you can come just like this?" he asks her.

"I don't know," Steph breathes out, wondering.

"Want to find out?" Hal asks her in a dark voice, and Steph bites her lip and nods. Hal grins at her, sharp and sexy, and starts bouncing his thigh while rubbing Steph more firmly back and forth against it.

"Oh, God," Steph mumbles, pushing herself slightly more upright to give her clit better access.

"There you go, baby," Hal murmurs. "Give that pussy what it needs." Ok, she is so here for Hal's dirty talk, Steph thinks distractedly as his hands guide her up and down and back and forth.

The friction feels so good, and Hal's massaging the juiciest part of her ass, and Steph starts to lose herself in it, closing her eyes and throwing her head back as she concentrates on chasing her pleasure, feeling her wet pajamas catch and rub in all the best ways on her nub, and then Hal's begging, "Take your top off for me," so Steph tugs it off over her head and the way that Hal's smile grows at her bare boobs bouncing in time with his leg when she looks back down at him makes her so hot - so hot - and she's leaking more on his leg, and Hal's growling out praise and egging her on, and he's so lost in admiration of her, and the smile in his eyes is so intimate, and Steph plants her hands on his chest and begins grinding harder.

"Fuck, yeah," Hal grunts. God, her clit feels tight and almost painfully swollen, and she's getting so, so close - Hal slips his second hand inside her pants and starts squeezing and massaging both butt cheeks even harder, and Steph starts to moan and can't stop.

"That's it, honey," Hal says, working her even harder as she pants and moans and frantically rides his leg. "Come on, baby," he says. "Come all over Daddy's leg like a good girl," and oh, fuck, Steph seizes up and comes hard, wailing from low in her gut as she rides her waves out with Hal's help.

She flops her head down afterwards, panting while she props herself up with her hands on Hal's chest. He smiles up at her a little bashfully.

"I guess the Daddy talk was ok?" he says. "It just slipped out."

"It was better than ok," Steph grins. "It is kind of kinky how much older than me you are, I guess. And clearly my pussy likes it," she laughs.

"My cock likes it, too," Hal smirks. "Can Daddy eat your pussy?"

"Oh, fuck, yeah!" Steph says, lighting up. "My ex never would."

"No?" Hal says, and Steph thinks he looks like he wants to say more, but he changes his mind and rolls her onto her back, instead. "You're with a real man, now," he does say as he slides himself down on the bed, taking her pajama pants off as he goes.

"Yeah, I am," Steph sighs out. "A good man," she adds, reaching down to stroke her fingers through Hal's hair. His eyes mist up the slightest bit and he kisses her fingertips before slurping his tongue through her wet folds, up to her clit, and circling and sucking at it. "Oh, God," Steph whimpers, clutching his hair with both hands, now.

She lays back on the pillow and arches her hips up into it, and Hal wastes no time in sliding a finger inside her, too, making her moan and buck. The combination of g-spot and clit action gets intense quickly, and Steph is shivering and shaking on Hal's finger soon as her second orgasm starts to approach.

"Fuck," she mumbles out. "I'm gonna come in a second."

"Good," Hal mutters with a grin, his mouth still buried in her folds, as he keeps up his rhythm that's driving her crazy, and suddenly Steph is wailing and seizing up and coming all around his tongue and clenching his finger and Hal doesn't let up with until Steph's wrung out and happily exhausted.

"Come up here," she says with a lazy smile, crooking her finger at Hal. When he crawls up over her, she reaches a hand behind his neck and pulls herself up to kiss him, tasting herself on his tongue, and Hal groans into it.

Steph slips a hand down inside his boxers, exploring her way down to his cock, grabbing its warmth and sliding her hand along its length, enjoying the feel of rubbing her thumb over his ridged tip before pressing against his gently leaking hole.

"Hang on," Hal grins at her, quickly shucking his boxers and ripping off his t-shirt so they can both be naked.

"Much better," Steph smiles at him, reaching for his cock again.

"Lemme show you a trick," Hal says with sparkling eyes, and takes her hand and spits a couple times into her palm, making Steph giggle, before he guides her wet hand back around his cock and begins stroking in time with her, his larger hand wrapped around her smaller one, teaching her how tight to squeeze and how to twist her hand how he likes, and Steph feels happy all the way down to her toes.

Because Hal is smiling at her so warmly as they jack him off together, and him not being shy about sex helps Steph feel less shy, because God knows she was naive and out of her league with Dean, who did absolutely nothing to either make her come or relieve her emotional discomfort, and Steph wishes she hadn't slept with him, but fifteen didn't know better.

Twenty-two knows a hell of a lot better, though, and Steph is so proud of herself that she spent some time getting to know Hal before jumping back into bed with him after the sex pollen, because now? Now she doesn't feel paralyzed with nerves, and even if she's a little embarrassed, she feels so safe with Hal and so comfortable with him outside of sex that while being with him during sex feels new and slightly awkward, it also feels really nice.

"You're smiling at me so sweet right now," Hal tells her, leaning in to kiss her while they keep stroking his cock together.

"Because you're sweet," Steph says, chasing his lips to kiss him back. "You make me so happy, Hal," she says when she pulls away, and she can't help melting her face into his neck all soft and cuddly and Hal's chuckling and peeling their hands off his cock so he can wrap both arms around her waist to guide her onto his lap as he scoots backwards from a kneeling to a sitting position.

"No condom's ok?" he checks with her. "I got my ring on and you still got your IUD, right?"

"Yep," Steph smiles, wrapping her arms around his neck to balance as she slowly lowers herself down to where he's got cock in hand to help guide it inside her. "Ohhh, God," Steph breathes out happily as she slides down his length.

"You can say that again," Hal groans, snuggling her close for a second when he's fully sheathed inside her. "Fuck, baby," he mumbles against her forehead before catching her mouth in a deep kiss. "I'm so lucky," he says when he comes up for air. "Even though I hate how we had to meet -"

"I'm lucky, too," Steph says, kissing him back, more passionately this time. "If Ivy's damn sex pollen was the only way we could meet and start to date, then… maybe I don't completely hate that it happened," she admits with a little blush.

"I love you," Hal blurts out.

Steph blinks, tears filling her eyes as she sits sheathed on Hal's cock. Hal's told her, of course, about Carol, his ex-girlfriend and current boss - Steph's even met her, and was immensely relieved that Carol was friendly to her and clearly completely over Hal - but Steph knows that Carol's the one who got away for Hal, the only one he's ever loved, and - now he loves her, Steph? She'd hoped - oh, God how she's hoped, because -

"I love you, too," Steph sniffs, and then Hal is kissing her hard and helping her start to bounce on his lap, and she's gasping into it, and loving how deep he is inside of her, and how he lets her set the pace, and when she sees the tender look in Hal's eyes, she knows he started her in that position on purpose, so she'd feel in control instead of in flashback, and that just makes her love him more.

She moans into his neck as she rides him, as Hal whispers that he's got her, and how much he loves her and how beautiful she looks and how good she feels, and Steph loves how chatty he is, because Dean never said a word the few times that they fucked. Which was, in retrospect, really lonely, Steph realizes.

Because Steph had sex with Dean for sex's sake, and it sucked. And even though she came like a billion times on the sex pollen, and Hal was kind and sweet and amazing, that felt awful emotionally, too. This time, Steph had so wanted sex with Hal to be sex with Hal, not just sex, and it is and she feels so happy and bright and loved and turned on, that it's kind of the best thing ever.

"You want to come in this position?" Hal asks her after several long minutes of passionate fucking. "Or you want me on top?"

"You on top," Steph says immediately, her eyes lighting up. Because, well, there's something very romantic and hot, Steph thinks, about letting her man take control and pound her to orgasm while she's lying under him, and when Hal has her settled and he's back inside her, he even adds his hand to her clit in preparation.

"I love you so much, baby," he says first, though, into a wet kiss as Steph wraps her arms around his neck.

"I love you, too, Hal," Steph says back with a big smile on her face.

And then Hal's fucking her, deep and hard and fast and rubbing her clit at the same time, and Steph's panting and moaning and then really moaning before she knows it, as she hooks her legs higher around his waist. When he starts talking filthy to her is when she really loses it, though, as he tells her how much he loves fucking her tight little pussy, and how hard he's gonna make her come on his giant cock, and how pretty she's gonna look for Daddy when she's screaming for him - and fuck, Steph is screaming for him, and shaking and gasping and it's a thousand times better than any vibrator she's ever used.

And maybe objectively speaking, the pollen O's were wilder and hotter, but this one is better, in all the ways that matter. And still insanely hot.

Hal wraps her up in his arms afterwards and cuddles her close, and Steph snuggles her head into his neck and melts against him, and as he strokes her hair and presses a kiss to her forehead, a deep peace fills Steph's bones.

It wasn't how she wanted to find a boyfriend and fall in love, but she wouldn't trade Hal for all the gas masks in Gotham.

The End

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