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Barbara POV

Firing my grapple, I head towards the batman symbol in the sky. It's been a few weeks since my sit in with the Joker, and Bruce has finally allowed me to start patrolling again. Bruce is already there, waiting for me to make my appearance.

Landing on the top of the GPD building, I look for Bruce. Knowing him, he's probably in the shadows waiting for my Dad to show up. Hands grab my waist before spinning me around and pinning me against the wall. A smirk appears on his face, causing me to roll my eye's in annoyance.

"Nice to see you too." He chuckles under his breath. "You know, smart mouths need spankings every once and a while."

Deciding to toy with him, I run my leg up to his calf before kissing my way up his neck. "Well then, I know the perfect man for the job."

Groaning, he finally captures his lips with mine, both of us forgetting where we currently are. Sliding his hands up my thighs, he grabs me, pushing me against the wall while rubbing the bulge in his pants on me. I moan when it hits my clit through our suits, wanting to get back to Wayne Manor immediately.

Our tongues continue the oh so familiar dance, twirling around each other. He grabs my ass before pulling me even closer to him, grinding our bodies against one another. The clearing of a throat causes us to shoot apart and look at the Commissioner, my Dad.

I turn away, trying to hide how red my face is. Even though you couldn't see anything because of my mask, I feel as though I'm fully exposed right now. He doesn't realize it, but my father just caught his daughter full-on making out and humping Batman.

Bruce speaks, pulling me out of my misery. "We haven't seen anything about the Joker presently, but he has to pop up some time."

My Dad nods before curiously looking over at me. Used to seeing Batgirl, I'm sure he's confused as to whom I am.

"This is Batwoman, I hope that you can alert the public that Batgirl isn't her name anymore." Bruce keeps it short, not wanting to spend more time here than needed.

There are criminals out right now that need to be taken care of. Dad nods an affirmative before they continue talking. Bruce likes to have updates every once and while about possible escapees and any other suspicious activity going on in Gotham.

Walking out to the edge of the building, I look out at Gotham. The wind blows my hair around my face, causing me to breathe deeply. Despite how dangerous this city is, I can't deny how beautiful it can be.

I understand why Bruce became Batman. Gotham doesn't deserve to be just another city to fall to the evils of the world around us. It has real people in it, people who die by living a normal life. His parents were some of those people, but they made him who he is today.

I feel a hand on my shoulder before his breath against my ear. "You ready to go?"

Nodding my head, we take off into the night.

Walking into the master bathroom, I head towards the tub. We had a few robberies to deal with tonight out on patrol before heading back to the cave. Bruce is still in the cave, probably looking for anything on the Joker.

Turning the water on, I put some jasmine scents in it before undressing. When the tub is filled, I put my hair up in a messy bun and get in, closing my eyes and relaxing into the warm water. Hearing footsteps, I open my eyes as Bruce walks in.

Leaning against the vanity, he crosses his arms before speaking. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing. I'm taking a bath." Chuckling at my sarcastic remark, he sits down on the edge of the tub. "Aren't you going to join me."

He looks at me like I've grown two heads before shaking his head. "I don't want my ass to smell like a fucking flower shop."

I know how to entice him in.

"That's such a shame because I've got an itch I needed you to scratch."

Slowly, so he can see what I'm doing, I place my hands on my stomach. Lightly, I trace them up towards my breasts before pinching my nipples. His eyes are attached to my breasts and I can see the bulge in his pants.

"Are you sure you don't want to join me?"

He doesn't answer, he just continues to stare. I don't think he heard me at all. Slowly, just to tease him a little bit, I drag one of my hands down my stomach, swirling it around my belly button.

Just as I'm about to touch my clit, he rips his shirt off before moving to his pants. Not wanting to wait for him, I slide a finger inside me. I don't really like using my hands, I prefer to use my BOB, but that was left at my apartment which I haven't been in for months. When he finally slides in on the opposite side of the tub, I'm still sliding my finger in and out of me, faster and faster.

"Keep going Baby." He begins to crawl towards me until he is cradled in between my legs. "Make yourself come."

His eyes look into mine as I move my finger faster and faster. I'm right on the edge, I just need a little push. Knowing what I need, he brings his hand down to rub my clit while my fingers continue their fast pace.

"Come." He whispers in my ear, triggering my release as I moan his name.

As soon as I come, he removes my hand from in between my legs before slamming into me. My scream bounces off the walls as he begins to move, the water splashing out of the tub. He groans when I drag my hands down his back, scratching down to his ass I squeeze his cheeks as he continues to pound into me.

He begins rolling his hips as he thrusts, looking for that spot that will make me see dots. When he finds it, I can't help but moan at every thrust that hits it. Suddenly, my body erupts as my orgasm sneaks up on me, causing me to scream out and trigger his own. Falling on top of me, I rake my hands through his hair, his head resting on my chest while I cradle him in between my legs.

"I love you," I whisper to him.

I feel him smile against my chest before he responds. "I love you too."

*The Next Day*

After a long day of work, we are down in the Batcave, looking at Bruce's state of the arch computer. Joker has been sighted a few places, but he hasn't made any moves. Just watching people go about their day.

"I think he's planning something." I voice my opinion to Bruce. "And whatever it is, it's going to be huge."

In all of the sightings, witnesses describe him as calculating, he scans the area of his surrounding, looking for something. But we don't know what.

"What is he planning?" Bruce voices my thoughts.

I know it's a rhetorical question, but I respond anyway. Circling around his chair that he's sitting in, I straddle his lap.

"I don't know."

Kissing him, I reach for his tie before tugging it off. His jacket follows next before his hands go to my skirt, pushing it up past my hips. As we continue to kiss, I begin grinding myself on the bulge in his pants. When Bruce's hand goes to my ass I jump off of him.

"What are you do-." He doesn't finish his sentence as I begin unbuttoning my blouse.

When I finish, I leave it on but unbuttoned before moving to my skirt. Slowly, I slip it down my legs past my heels, before finally letting my blouse fall of my shoulders. His eyes rake from my high heeled shoes, up to my stockings held up by the garter belt, to my thong, to my lace bra, all the way up to my face.

"Take your bra and panties off, Baby. Leave everything else on."

As I unsnap my bra, he pulls himself out of his pants, hard and throbbing, before stroking himself. I cup my bra to my breast before dropping my hands, allowing it to fall to the floor. I turn around before hooking my thumbs into my panties.

As I bend over to pull them down my legs, I hear his groans at seeing me bare and bent over. Standing up straight I walk over to him, not bothering with any pleasantries as I straddle him and slam myself down on his hard cock. Our lips sloppily meet as I move over him fast, slamming myself on him.

Wanting to feel him, I rip his button-down shirt open before scraping my nails down his chest. That seems to shred his last bit of control as he slaps both of his hands on my ass, do doubt leaving marks. As I move down, he uses his grip on me to bring me down even harder before bringing his hips up to meet me.

I moan so loudly that I worry that Alfred could hear me before I explode. I feel him shoot his come inside me before crushing him to me. My hands go around his neck, playing with his hair.

I can't help when my eyes slowly drift close, my last thought is that I don't think I could ever survive without Bruce. This is it for me, I just hope he feels the same. I fall asleep with my head on his shoulder.

Lots of steamy time with Bruce and Babs. I know there isn't a lot of action in this story, but I am only going to have one more chapter. There is, however, going to be a sequel to this story which will have a little more drama.

Anyways...

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