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Bill the Incubus' Valentine's Ball
Co-Writer GreyKing46
We do not own these DC characters. All rights belong to DC Comics. Sam is owned by GreyKing46. Bill is owned by GhostKaiser23.
There was a cool chill in the air, February was coming through the last part of winter and headed into spring. Around the city were symbols of affection and love; shops contained red hearts with cursive writing, plush animals with cute button eyes, open arms and soft felt. Cards with words of admiration and affection with glitter, cutesy writing, with the words 'Love' and 'Adore' on there with hearts and balloons on the front.
Valentine's Day is the day of love and a means to express such love. Though some cynics see it as a day of marketing and preying on people's affections, others just see it as an honest attempt of showing how much a person loves and cares for another or others. Whether they're friends, family or loved ones.
But somewhere, not in the city, not in any country, not even the planet, beings were stirring.
All writhing in ecstasy and lusting for freedom to get to Earth.
In a land where tempest winds whipped those whose desires of the flesh and carnal pleasures were punished by those keepers who punished those who harmed others.
This was Hell.
The pit where all fallen angels reside, jailers of the souls of those who wronged others in various domains within their sins.
Each location in hell was governed by demons, the jailers and imprisoned of their domains, horrible and terrifying in their own right.
From the first prisoner, the highest and King, the Morning Star.
To the lowliest imp who deal with the day-to-day bureaucracy of their demonic masters.
For those who dealt deals with mortals for power and sacrifice, to those who simply enjoyed the torturing of others for their jobs; this was hell.
And among their number were the heads of their orders. Demons whose bodies and minds were warped from time and their personalities.
Some were monstrous, horrific desecrations of who they were; once fair, now foul. Once pure, now corrupted. From feathers to scales, hands to claws, full seeing to being blind.
And others were lucky, those that fell but also retained who they once were. The luckiest who could recall what they had lost or surrendered to look after their kin.
One such being, while reading a book in a wooden chair, was such a fallen angel. Leathery wings like a bat's, standing taller than most human physiques, medium-length brown hair with icy blue eyes and antlers like a deer's, blackened fingers like they were stained by ink, in a worn grey robe with a black belt holding them up with a pauldron holding a cloak over his right arm. And finally, were his legs, cloven-footed, furred and bent.
He was sitting in a room that was strangely quiet for Hell and its placement. For this was the domain of the Lustful. The realm for those who defiled the concept of love for their own perverse justifications and are now held accountable for their deeds.
"Hey, old man! Get your ass out here!" A cocky voice jeered into the room, almost ordering the being out.
The antlered demon sighed as he was ordered to do so, stepping out of his chair and walking into the noise-filled realm of his home. "Yes? What is it?" He asked a more youthful and fiery-red-skinned, small horned and blackened-haired imp-like being with a pointed tail with a haughty confidant attitude.
The antlered demon had an air of power, age and authority about him as he turned to the imp-like being.
The imp gulped in nervousness as it looked up at the older being and tried to keep his loud confident attitude. "It-. It's Valentine's day! Right? It's our time to get to the Mortal World!"
The antlered demon looked at the imp and saw the various other imps and lesser demons getting ready for the attack on Earth. "You won't survive the trip."
"W-What?! Yeah, I would!" The imp argued.
"Hmm. I hope you will." The antlered demon responded calmly. "But...considering your attitude, you'll be a target."
"A target? Of what?"
"Heroes." The antlered demon answered.
"BILL!" A demon called out. "Stop scaring the imps!"
"Sorry, Raz." The now-named 'Bill' apologised. "It's just the same thing every year."
"Urgh...Just get them in line...Sir." Raz grumbled, rolling his eyes and walked off to get the imps in line.
Bill just hummed, relaxing as he got back to reading his book.
It was always the same this time of year, the suicidally confident imps and lesser demons trying to get to the human world to corrupt and manipulate humans into the darker desires of lust. Perverting love to justify their horrible core.
Bill, however, wasn't that. He remembers the kindness of love and recalls what it means to be loved. It's just hard for him to show it when everyone is all 'Just fuck them all!', 'I'm a sex god!' and other such tripe.
"These new generations just don't understand what it means to be an Incubi." He sighed.
"Alright, you lower imps and demons! We're headed to the human world! It's the day of 'love'!" The demon commander roared out, grabbing their attention. "Go out and corrupt all the humans you can!"
The imps and lesser demons cheered as they could go out through the portal, imagining the ladies and men that they would corrupt and bring to hell. And since time worked differently in this realm a hundred years could pass and only a few hours on Earth, they would be broken before they ever got back home!
Bill sighed as he looked through his book and gently closed it. "Such children." He spoke.
"Get ready!" The commander ordered, opening a portal and beginning to send them through...but something was going on from Earth's side.
"What the-?" Bill asked in shock as he saw the infernal portal begin to spark.
*On Earth*
Up on Earth, there were a group of heroes practising magic, flinging spells at each other as a means of getting stronger and protecting each other.
One was a woman wearing a long body-length dark blue cowled cloak, wearing dark blue tights and long blue heeled boots, a golden belt with rubies set into circles around her hourglass-shaped body, a blue long-sleeved skirt with blue feathery shoulders over her D-cup chest. Her hair and face were covered by the cowl, but she had purple lipstick and blue eyes with peaks of black hair poking through the cowl.
Second, was a long black-haired woman with blue eyes, wearing a white waistcoat with a white dicky bow, a black jacket to cover her DD-Cup chest, black shorts with fishnet stockings, black boots that went up to her kneecaps and a flowing black cape with a red interior and a black top hat. She looked like a Las Vegas Magician.
"Raven! I think we messed up!" The magician-looking woman spoke, trying to separate the spell she was caught in.
Raven grunted as she tried to break the spell as well, pulling back black anti-light constructs against the runic and symbol-infused magic of her friend. "I know, Zatanna! But we can break it!"
A figure began to edge from the portal, emerging from the runic symbols and power.
"Oh god! Look out!" Zatanna called out as something was coming through, something with antlers and was screaming out as it erupted out of the portal, flying through and crashing into a crater a few miles away from the pair.
"What... Did we just do?" Raven asked in worry.
"We have to call the others." Zatanna spoke.
"Are you crazy? And tell them what? That we 'summoned something we don't know while training'?" Raven asked. "We have to find it and stop it before it causes any harm."
"I...Oh, that logic." Zatanna frowned. "Alright, we'll have to follow its trail. Luckily, I have a spell for that. Dnif eht gnieb taht emac morf eht latrop!" With a wave of her hands, a trail of magic that was visible to only Raven and Zatanna appeared, leading them to the being who flew away.
*In the City*
Landing in the crater caused by magic and the portal, the being rose from the ground, groaning in pain as its wings fluttered. "Ow...that's one of the softest falls...I've had." Bill emerged and rubbed his head, noting that his horns were still there, but the ground was different, slowly coming to terms with where he was. "This isn't Hell."
He looked around in confusion, noting that he was in a place with small amounts of beings around him. No one was staring at him as he felt the chill wind on his bare chest.
"Where is this place?" He wondered as he touched the brick and metal of the building around him. A flicker of a broken lamppost caught his attention as he looked up and was almost winced by the brightness of the sun. He grunted as he covered his eyes with his hand and soon saw and came to realise where he was. "Oh no...Oh, this isn't good."
Whoosh
Whoosh
His wings gave off a small gust as he turned around, he had to tuck them away as he knew his location. "I'm on Earth." He had heard stories and knew of Earth, who hasn't heard of the 'Man of Steel' the 'Goddess of Truth' or the 'Dark Knight'...or the one worst of all: 'John Constantine'! Any demon or angel worth their knowledge and station remembers the man who conned God and Morningstar for his soul. "Alright, alright. Calm down." He looked at his book and read its pages to settle down. "No one hasn't found me yet. No one knows I'm here. Could this get any worse?"
"I say it could." A woman's voice caught Bill by surprise.
The figure leapt from the roof and kicked Bill in the back of his head, forcing him to the ground. "Argh! Who are you?"
As he looked up, he saw a beautiful blonde-haired woman with blue eyes, wearing a blue bodice with a black leather jacket over her E-Cup breasts, fishnet stockings and heeled black boots, a strong figure and a black choker and fingerless gloves. "I'm the 'Black Canary'. Seems you haven't heard of me."
"Not out of disrespect, but no." Bill answered, getting to his feet.
"Want to tell me why someone like you is here?" She asked as she readied herself for a fight.
"I was minding my own business. But I was dragged through a portal into this world." Bill answered.
"I don't believe you." Black Canary answered.
"Yeah, I figured you wouldn't." He frowned.
"What are you?" She asked as she noted the antlers and the hooved feet. "Some sort of demon?"
"An incubus, to be clear." Bill answered. "One of the oldest."
"So you are a threat." She rushed forwards and began to strike at him.
"Ow! Wait! Just a! Stop!" He spoke, blocking her kicks and punches, before causing winds to knock her back. "I am not a 'threat'!"
"Forgive me, but I'm not holding my breath for an 'innocent demon'." Black Canary answered as she got to her feet.
Bill frowned at that as his eyes met hers and his wings expanded and he rocketed into the air. He had to escape, and hopefully get somewhere safe.
"Black Canary contacting Birds of Prey. We've got a problem." Black Canary spoke into a headphone.
Bill continued to fly, looking down at the city below...and realised he stood out like a sore thumb. 'Darn it. I have to hide.' He thought to himself as his wings flapped in the air as he landed down on a roof, still feeling exhausted from his trip to Earth. "Hmm...What am I going to do?" He asked himself, running his hand through his hair...and knocking into his antlers. "What more can go wrong?" He asked himself.
"We can think of something." A voice spoke behind him, catching him off guard and binding him with multiple bolas.
"Hey!" He called out, falling to the ground and looking behind him.
Standing before him were two women, one wearing a black full bodysuit with yellow boots and gloves, a yellow belt with a bat as the buckle, wearing a blue cloak and cowl that was reminiscent of a bat's ears, a yellow bat over her D-Cup chest and flowing red hair.
The second was wearing a black bodysuit with a solid white line going down from her neck and where the light hit it looked blue, over her D-Cup chest, to her waist; purple boots and gloves that went up to her kneecaps and elbows respectively. A purple pouched belt, a black cloak with a blue interior and a purple triangular mask that showed her blue eyes and black hair.
"Black Canary, we've got him. Batgirl and I are at the scene." The purple-masked woman spoke.
'This...might be my luckiest day.' Bill thought to himself as he saw the two women before him and thought of the three women he had already met...despite having his ass kicked.
"I've got him, Huntress. Now, Mr Incubus. Your name." Batgirl spoke as she looked at Bill.
"Hmm...Now, I'm not one to give something as that precious up." Bill answered. "Besides...I don't think you're the ones that brought me here."
"I don't think you're in any position to deny that." Batgirl answered as Bill looked at her.
"Canary's coming soon. We'll get some answers if...why are you staring at us?" Huntress asked.
"Just taking the view in." Bill answered calmly, to which the door to the building below opened up.
"Hey! What the hell's going on?" A Brooklyn-accented woman shouted. "Batgirl? Huntress?"
"Oh, great. Just what we need!" Another more 'mature' woman's voice answered.
"Quinn? Ivy!" Huntress aimed a crossbow at the pair who emerged.
"What the hell are you doing on our roof?!" The Brooklyn-accented woman asked.
"Apprehending a problem." Huntress answered.
"We haven't done anything since Christmas! We've been nursing hangovers!" The second woman answered. "Ow..." She held her head.
Bill turned to look at the new women; on the left, was a blonde-haired woman with red and blue highlight tips, wearing red and black pyjamas with hearts and diamonds, loosely on her body as she yelled at Huntress and Batgirl.
On the right was a red-haired woman with dark green lips and tinted green skin, wearing a green dressing gown with red roses for the stitching. The top of her gown showed off the cleavage of her E-Cup breasts as she glared at the two heroes.
"...Who's the tied-up Halloween decoration?" The blonde woman asked.
"That, Harley, is why we're here. We didn't know where you were, this was an accident!" Batgirl answered.
Ivy, the red-haired and green-skinned woman, looked at Bill and rolled her eyes. "Right an 'accident'. Did Gotham get another villain or something?"
"Um, excuse me." Bill asked as he got up and untied the bolas. "Not that this hasn't been fun, but I'm really sorry to ruin your Valentine's Day and-"
"Whoa. Deer boy's got size!" Harley commented.
"I... Excuse me?"
"Whoa." Ivy blinked as she saw the height difference compared to the ladies here...and noted the pitched toga skirt as he stood up.
"Oh, for-. Really?" Huntress asked, pointing her crossbow at him.
"In my defence, it's been a hell of a day for me too." Bill admitted.
Whoosh!
"What the hell's going on? Why is it untied?" Black Canary asked as she had run all the way over.
"Well, hello again." Bill responded as he looked behind him to see Canary.
THWIP!
CLUTCH!
"Hey!" Bill called out as Ivy reached out her hand and bound Bill in large, long and thick vines.
"There. Tied up. Now could one of you please? Ow..." She asked as she held her head. "What the hell is going on?"
"Here, Pammy, I've got some water." Harley offered and got a drinks bottle out for her.
"Happily." Bill answered calmly, even as the vines tightened around him. "I am an incubus from Hell itself. However, I was brought here, when a portal opened and shot me out. I landed nearby and tried to leave...which now brings us to this predicament."
"I thought Incubuses...incubi?" Huntress asked as she was trying to get the right word.
"Incubi, yes." Bill clarified and nodded.
"Were smaller imp things. Like, red-skinned, tiny horns, pointy tails and that." Huntress continued.
"The thing about that is-" Bill began to explain, to which shadows appeared over them as both Raven and Zatanna arrived down softly.
"You've got him, thank goodness." Zatanna sighed in relief.
"We'll take it from here." Raven followed up.
"Oh no, please take up even more roof!" Harley groaned and gestured.
"What are you two doing here? Not that this isn't your wheelhouse." Batgirl asked.
"We...were the ones who accidentally summoned him." Raven confessed, albeit reluctantly.
"Huh?" The women asked.
"What the hell, Raven? Why?" Black Canary asked.
"What possessed you to do such a thing?" Batgirl added.
"Enough with the shouting!" Ivy glared as she was ready to summon vines to capture all of them.
"What's with them?" Zatanna asked.
"Hangovers. Two heavy ones apparently." Bill answered calmly.
"Ouy owt od ton evah srevognah." Zatanna spoke her magic and removed the hangovers from both Harley and Ivy.
"Ah~! Oh...my head is clear..." Ivy sighed in relief.
"Man, take that, banana smoothies." Harley agreed.
"To the matter at hand: Why? Why summon a demon?" Huntress asked, her crossbow pointed at Bill's chest.
"We were practising a spell to BIND demons." Raven answered.
"However...it didn't...work." Zatanna flinched.
*Flashback*
We appear back at the tower where Raven and Zatanna met up a few hours ago.
"Have you got the books, Raven?" Zatanna asked.
"Yep, with these, we can stop Trigon from attacking the Earth again." Raven nodded as she held some arcane tomes in her hands.
"Let's hope so, I'd rather not live in a hellscape created by hatred." Zatanna responded.
Raven shuddered for a moment. "Neither would I. Thanks for coming over."
"No problem, it's not like I had anything to do today." Zatanna sighed.
"...Isn't today Valentine's Day? I would've thought you'd have dates coming from here to Vegas." Raven commented.
"Nah, no such luck. And you? I thought Garfield-" Zatanna answered.
"Nope, we're just friends. And he already has a girlfriend." Raven dismissed. "No matter what the internet says."
"Not even any chocolates?" Zatanna asked as she walked with some of the books.
"I never got any, it's not a day I enjoy." She admitted. "I mean I get some messages from fans, who are obsessed with my legs and ass."
"Same...but it's about my chest and legs." Zatanna admitted as she tilted her top hat. "The attention is nice, but I'm sure that they're after for something more."
"Well, you do wear those fishnets." Raven pointed out.
"Oh, so I'm 'asking for it'?" she smirked.
"You know that isn't what I meant." Raven frowned.
Zatanna sighed as she looked through the books. "Is it wrong to just have someone that *doesn't* want sex on the first date? Or someone that doesn't think you owe them for having a good time?"
"Wouldn't know. Haven't had a date for ages." Raven shrugged.
"Let's just get this spell working." Zatanna asked as she flexed her fingers. "I'll get to work on the start of the binding and you open the portal."
"Sounds good to me." Raven answered as her eyes and hands began to glow with black anti-light.
And as they began to work on the spell, the thoughts of Valentine's Day still lingered in their minds.
*End Flashback*
"And...because of that the spell went wrong, and this guy came out." Zatanna pointed at Bill.
"That explains that." Batgirl muttered.
"Wait, binding something in a location? Isn't that like the spell or something from that anime?" Harley asked. "The mafuhabihaba or something?" But she was ignored.
"Now, what do we do with you?" Black Canary asked.
"Seal him away." Raven answered.
"Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news...but that spell you cast is still in effect. And it won't work." Bill answered.
"Huh?" Raven and Zatanna asked.
"Start talking." Huntress ordered.
"The spell in question was set for a powerful demon. I may be a demon, but the energy that needs to meet the requirements isn't." Bill explained. "But there is a way for me to gain such energies."
"Let me guess, you go around and flaunt your-" Ivy asked, thinking an incubus would go for the easy answer and was ready to throttle him.
"I will wine, dine and ask for your consent for the energies that are needed." Bill answered.
...
"I'm sorry, did you just say...?" Raven asked in shock
"Yes, because unlike the imps and lesser demons who follow the bare minimum, I actually care about the 'hosts' I'm with." Bill answered. "After all, I am one of the oldest. I remember the old days. The mightier ways in order to achieve the energy."
"You mean to tell us that Old Incubi ask and woo their targets?" Zatanna asked.
"Of course. An Old One like myself can get more energy from a host by treating them like people and not objects." He answered. "Incubi these days are nothing more than just-" He began to groan and give his best impression of a cartoonishly lusty creep. "Oi luv, c'meer, I'mma shag ya! Whe-whe-whey!" And soon spoke normally again as he felt horrible about it. "Urgh...disgusting. Most demons have actually become lazy in how they do things, the energy of a single properly treated host eclipses the energy taken by a hundred 'shagged out' hosts."
"That is... Interesting..." Batgirl blinked.
"So, in order for you to get the energy you need for the spell to work...You need to make women happy?" Huntress asked.
"That is the thought process, yes." Bill nodded.
"Okay, let's do it then!" Harley answered, taking her pyjama top off.
"No! No... Not that." Bill groaned "That's what the new lazy demons do."
"Harl, I love the enthusiasm," Ivy commented, putting her shirt on again.
"So...your name." Raven asked.
"I'm sorry?" Bill blinked.
"Your name. Tell us. Now." Raven ordered.
"Please." Zatana added, trying to be polite.
"Alright...since you two were the ones that summoned me. It's 'Bill'." Bill introduced himself to them.
"'Bill'? Really?" Batgirl asked.
"You expected something with more consonants?" Bill joked.
"It's just. It's a normal name." She answered as Ivy's vines receded.
"Not all of us have holy or unholy names that take a week to try and pronounce." Bill answered as his wings fluttered. "Ah~, that feels better~!"
"So...you're out. How're you going to collect the energy? And no tricks?" Black Canary asked
"Well, since chance has brought us together, perhaps I can give all of you a Valentine's to remember?" Bill offered. "After all, I'm sure you'd like something 'eventful' this time of year?" As he spoke his eyes gave off a purple light as he saw shadows behind the girls and whispers filled the air.
The girls shuddered as they heard those words and were getting used to the sounds of his words.
But it was a two-way street.
As Bill saw their past with romance and sexuality. Limiting the power to just the past 365 days.
'Oh, so this is what they want.' Bill thought with a smile, knowing what they enjoyed and what he could do to make them happy.
He clapped his hands as he ended the use of the ability, grinning to himself.
"Whoa, that was weird." Harley whispered as each woman held their head.
"What did you do?" Black Canary asked.
"Nothing dangerous, I assure you. I just had to make sure what each of your preferences was for each of our dates." Bill explained.
"You scanned our minds?" Zatanna asked.
"Yes, I did." He nodded.
"'Dates'?" Ivy asked.
"So, I can be 'caught' or 'freed'." Bill answered.
"You're planning to take us each on a date for this?" Huntress asked.
"Yes...Let's make things a little interesting." Bill offered.
"A demonic deal?" Raven glared at him.
"More like a wager. Mutually beneficial to all parties. If I can satisfy all seven of you before sunrise, I'm allowed to leave. But if I fail, which is all possible, both you and Zatanna can rip me apart molecule by molecule." Bill offered.
"Sunrise...that's just after seven." Batgirl calculated that in her head.
"That's thirteen hours." Black Canary added.
"So, ladies...No." Bill asked, before bowing. "Madams; do we have a deal?"
"Sure!" Harley grinned, reaching for her shirt-
"Harley. Stop." Ivy snapped.
"The deal is made." Bill smiled.
"Damn it, Harley!" The others groaned.
"So, who wishes to go first?" Bill asked as he looked across the women, taking in their reactions.
Harley looked to be the most eager, considering her lack of shame.
Ivy was reluctant to have Harley just flaunt it.
Raven partially covered herself with her cloak and looked to the side.
Black Canary stood proud as she looked straight at Bill, unflinching.
Huntress put her crossbow away and had an air of caution about her.
Zatanna tipped her hat in front of her eyes as she crossed her legs.
And lastly, Batgirl with her more relaxed and analytical towards him.
"I'll go first." Black Canary spoke as she walked forwards.
"Dinah-" Batgirl spoke.
"It's alright, Batgirl. I've got this." She answered.
"Very well then, Ms..." Bill asked, bowing and holding out a hand.
"Dinah Lance." Black Canary answered as she looked at him.
"Ms Lance." Bill responded as his wings fluttered.
"So, how is this going to work? You stick out like a-" Dinah spoke before Bill enveloped himself in his wings like a cocoon and emerged...human.
He stood at six and a half feet tall, short blonde-haired and his icy blue eyes, wearing a blue jean jacket and trousers, a black shirt and silver-grey sneakers. "I hope this form is to your liking, Ms Lance."
thump, thump!
'Oh god...' she thought as her body reacted to one of the most attractive men she had ever seen.
"What the hell? How did you do that?!" Harley asked in shock.
"He's an incubus. He takes the form of whatever a woman finds the most attractive." Zatanna answered.
"Exactly." Bill answered. "Now, shall we depart, Ms Lance? Or may I call you 'Dinah'?"
"Really shouldn't have said that with them there..." Canary chastised herself, frowning a bit as she looked at Ivy and Harley, before holding his arm.
"Fine, let's go." She answered, with Bill leading them downstairs and to where Dinah wanted to go.
"So...You want to crash here or...?" Harley asked the women heroes.
*With Dinah*
Dinah and Bill had arrived at a park, one that Dinah visited quite often. "What? How did you-?" She asked.
"In your mind, you find this place to be one of your more romantic and quiet places." Bill explained.
"A bit intrusive." She mumbled, crossing her arms a bit.
"I'm sorry, but it was the only way to know ahead of time." Bill apologised. "You're cute when you pout."
Dinah blinked as she heard that, feeling praised, but a little called out. "D-Don't push your luck."
"Alright; shall we walk?" He asked kindly as the park's population was dying down as people began to leave for home.
"Yeah, we shall." She answered.
She wrapped her hand with his, deciding she might as well do this, as she cocked her hips a bit. Her fishnet-clad thighs crossed a bit.
"So, Dinah. What do you do, aside from being a hero?" Bill asked, trying to get to know her.
"It's honestly most of my life. But I was a florist. And I sometimes dabble in music." She explained with slight pride.
"A musician as well as a florist. Colour me impressed." Bill smiled as he heard that. "I think that you've got the mind to do whatever you want."
"Well, I've not got much time. With my hero work. ... Probably why I keep getting back with Ollie." She shrugged, whispering the last bit to herself.
"A fling? A boyfriend?" Bill asked, not jealous but inquisitive.
"On again, off-again boyfriend." She clarified.
"Ah, I see. But you want something stable. Something a bit more." Bill understood.
"Well, I...I guess that wouldn't be bad right?" She asked. "God, this is embarrassing. Telling all my secrets to a stranger. A demon."
"Who better to vent your frustrations too? I'm not one to judge." Bill answered calmly.
"I guess, but that doesn't make it any less embarrassing." She answered.
"For now, let's just enjoy the time we have together." Bill smiled as they continued to walk along the park and felt like they were the only ones there.
Time ticked on as the sunlight began to fade from the sky and the lamplights and decorative lights began to flicker on; giving an air of peace and quiet as they sat down on a hill.
"Wow, the lights make this place look cosy. Doesn't it?" He asked as they sat down.
"It does. Though I don't suppose you have anything hidden away in those wings of yours for a-" Dinah asked with a slight smirk.
Snap
Bill snapped his fingers as they were now sitting on a blanket with a basket filled with: glasses, cheeses, a bottle of alcohol-free wine, fruits, bread and other delicatessen things for them to share. "Picnic? Of course."
Dinah's eyes widened in shock at seeing this before her. "H-How?"
"I told you; I always treat my hosts very well." He smiled as he poured out a glass for her.
Dinah looked at him and smiled, taking a glass half-filled with wine as she took a sip. "It's good."
"Just a taster for what's to come." Bill answered as he produced more food from the basket.
"I hope this means you're not trying to coerce me." She playfully pushed him. "Alcohol's a good start."
Bill chuckled gently. "The best way to enjoy a glass like this is with company, and I'm not one to make passes on women who're into their glasses."
"What a gentleman." Dinah responded. 'I wonder...what are the others doing right now?' She thought to herself.
"Sandwich?" Bill offered as he made her a delectable meal.
"Oh, thank you." She smiled and took it.
*With the others*
"So that's why you two have been quiet all Christmas," Batgirl commented, as Harley and Ivy told them why they hadn't been causing trouble.
"Of course, we were having an early anniversary." Harley answered.
"The celebrations got a bit out of hand during the first week of the new year." Ivy added. "But thanks for the hangover cure."
"No problem." Zatanna waved it off.
"This is...quaint." Huntress commented as they looked at the decor, being a mix of a garden and a cosy apartment. "Grow them yourselves?"
"Obviously." Ivy deadpanned. "Jeez, when was the last time you lot took any time off?"
"Before or after the new year?" Raven asked.
...
"No WONDER you all need the Incubussy to get laid..." Harley blinked.
"EW!" the other girls flinched.
"Harls! No, none of that! EVER again!" Ivy hissed.
"What? We're all girls here." Harley answered as she crossed her arms and huffed.
"I mean that word! Never say THAT ever again! Or any variant of it!" Ivy frowned.
"What 'bus'-?" Harley asked before her mouth was covered.
"Yeah, that one." Ivy answered as she muted her girlfriend. "Do it again and I will spank you. And NOT in the fun way!"
"Yes, mummy." Harley mumbled as she promised.
"Nice to know who wears the pants in this relationship." Huntress commented.
"Ivy wears pants?" Batgirl quipped.
"Alright, that's enough." Ivy frowned.
"Any thoughts, Raven?" Zatanna asked.
"I can't help but wonder what Black Canary is going through. What Bill is doing to her." Raven admitted.
*at the date*
Dinah and Bill were lying on the blanket, looking up at the stars and smiling. "This was...nice." Dinah spoke gently as her hand was holding Bill's. "I don't think I've had a date like this in a long while. This was perfect."
"It's not over yet, Dinah." Bill turned to her with kind eyes.
"Oh~, right." She blinked as she saw his eyes and blushed lightly. "Where to go, I don't want to get my knees scuffed."
"Wherever you want." He encouraged.
"Well... Since you know me so well, you know what I like to do best." She added.
"Very well." He nodded, snapping his fingers and teleported them away to a hotel room by the beach. "Beachside view."
"Wow." She mumbled.
"I can only do this much for the power I have." Bill explained gently, looping his arms around her waist as he cuddled her in a warm embrace. "For someone as passionate and powerful as you are, you are also enjoyably soft." He smiled gently.
Dinah shuddered a little as she was enveloped in his arms...and stroked them gently. She felt safe here as she knew she could beat him down, but it also meant she could be in control. She gently cupped his arms as she slipped out of her jacket and let it drop to the floor.
Turning to face him, she grasped his face with both of her hands and pulled him into a kiss.
Bill leaned down and kissed Dinah deeply, his arms holding her close as he was carefully stripping off her clothing, while also stroking her skin to make her relaxed.
Her leotard fell around her ankles, now clad in only her fishnets as well as her boots and gloves, Dinah broke the kiss and fell to her knees... After kicking her leotard away.
"Dinah. You're-" Bill asked before she shushed him.
"Shh~, I'm taking over." She ordered as she pulled down his jeans and exposed his member...and her eyes widened as she saw it.
It was an incredibly sized member, hard and throbbing, resting on her face as it sprung to life.
"I-Is it always like this?" She asked.
"You could say that." He smiled as he let Dinah stroke it. "Hmm~."
"Incubi...you're something else." She whispered to herself as she soon licked his shaft. 'God, it's so warm.' With her tongue glistening along his shaft, Bill relinquished control and let Dinah take the reigns. "Ah~, hmm."
Bill slowly stiffened as Dinah sucked his member from the tip and slowly downwards. It had been a long time since he had any pleasure. "Hmm, amazing."
Dinah continued to suck down his shaft, taking a little more each time as she was getting wetter with each inch.
Bill cupped Dinah's face gently as he carefully stroked her hair. "Dinah. You have great technique." He praised her.
"Ah~!" She gagged over his dick as she pulled off. "Thanks. But I'm not done yet. I'm just starting." She smiled.
"Understood." He gasped as she rubbed his member and sucked his tip again.
Dinah's mouth continued to suck down and tease his dick, feeling her throat stretch out as she took almost all of it down, it felt easy for her as she took him down right to his balls. 'S-So fucking long! So thick! Hmm~!' She thought to herself.
"D-Dinah. I'm. Cumming!" Bill moaned as he throbbed deep within her mouth and throat, fully throat-fucking Black Canary as she took him all.
Canary moaned as she sucked away, as she happily swallowed. And all the while she had one hand under her fishnets, fingering herself quickly.
Bill gave out a passionate and lustful moan, shooting his cum down her throat as he looked down at her eyes as she took him skilfully as she herself came from her fingering.
"Hmm-Ah~!" Dinah moaned, sliding off his dick and letting his cum drip from the tip as she swallowed his load. "Fuck, backed up; weren't you?" She teased.
"In a sense." He answered with a confident smile as he could feel the emotion and energy rise from Dinah.
She looked to the bed and smirked back, grabbing his dick and guiding him to the bed. "Not. Done yet. Give it to me."
"Of course, Dinah." Bill smiled as he pinned her down on the bed and began to show her why he was an incubus.
*Time Skip*
"That was actually a good movie." Huntress commented as the Heroes and Villains had a tenuous 'peace' since they couldn't do much right now.
"Told you it was a good choice." Harley stuck her tongue out as they had spent the last hour and a half watching a Rom-Com movie.
"I don't think Dinah will be back any time soon." Batgirl commented. "She's been gone too-"
In a flash of flame, Bill arrived, looking refreshed and ready for the next date. "Good evening, ladies."
"GAH! How did you do that?" Ivy backed up in shock.
"Magic, obviously." Raven answered.
"Where's Canary?" Zatanna asked.
"Ms Dinah is fine, she's currently resting comfortably in a five-star hotel room paid for in full by me." Bill answered reassuringly. "Who wishes to be next?"
"Wait, resting?" Batgirl asked suspiciously "What are you-"
"Oh, I got a bit too into it." Bill laughed nervously. "She kinda passed out."
"You made Black Canary 'pass out'?" Huntress asked.
"Yes, I did." Bill nodded and admitted once again.
"I'll go next." Batgirl spoke up as no one else seemed to be eager.
"Okay then." He nodded, holding his hand out.
Batgirl took his hand and went with Bill, vanishing in a plume of shadow and leaving the group alone again.
"...Anyone for poker?" Harley asked
*With Batgirl*
Batgirl blinked as she appeared from the smoke, looking around in concern.
"Where are we? Where did you-?" She asked before her eyes widened in shock as she saw the shimmering lights of a city, almost glistening like stars. "Where are we...?" she repeated again in wonder.
"Ma chérie, bienvenue à Paris." Bill spoke in fluent French, showing his power to show Batgirl the beautiful nightlife of Paris, France.
The architecture of the buildings was breathtaking, the lamp lights hung from artisanal designs, the roads were bare for tonight, and the Louvre was in view for the superheroine.
"H-How?" She asked.
"I'm an Incubus. I take pride in giving my 'hosts' what they want." Bill explained.
"You-you call us 'hosts'; like you're some kind of parasite." Batgirl commented.
"Purely symbiotic, I assure you. I give you what you desire, and in return, I receive your energy." Bill answered. "But also, I mean host as in I am a guest in your world. Like how you host a party. Even if unwilling, for both parties."
"Huh...I never thought of it like that." Batgirl admitted.
"So, where would you like to go first?" He asked. "Shall I continue to call you 'Batgirl' or your real name?"
"I-" Batgirl began only to blink and rubbing her chin.
"You don't have to decide now. But I -think- we can spend some time enjoying the city." He smiled.
It was then Barbara noted Bill's appearance, he was now black-haired with icy blue eyes, wearing a short blue shirt over a long-sleeved grey shirt, jeans and black laced blue sneakers.
"Wow." She blinked, feeling a bit self-conscious in her skin-tight outfit... but also liking how his eyes glided across her form.
"You look lovely, Batgirl." He reassured her, as his hand brushed her hip.
"O-Oh." She flinched a little but could feel that he was reassuring and gentle with her. "H-Hey, why don't we look around?"
"Sure." He nodded gently.
The two headed into the glowing lamplight of Paris, heading to the architectural marvels around to enjoy their time there, while maybe making the midnight rounds at the Louvre.
But they weren't walking down the streets. No.
They were taking the rooftops.
Batgirl running, jumping, flipping and swinging. Almost looking like a dancer above the lovely French night.
Bill followed behind, keeping up as he saw how skilled and athletic Batgirl was.
'Wow, this is giving me a workout.' He thought to himself as he chased after her and saw her cloak fluttering in the wind.
Batgirl continued to leap and glide over the rooftops of the Parisian skyline and looked behind her and showed a smile. This was so fun.
"You're slower than me?" She asked as she leapt over a rooftop, but felt her foot lose grip. "Wh-whoa!" causing Bill to use his wings to extend and capture her in his arms.
"Nope. I was just enjoying the view."
Barbara looked at him as he flew in the air, bridal carrying her before she could drop to the ground. It felt amazing just to be carried like this and have someone catch her.
"Care to look around?" He asked as his wings fluttered out as he hovered in the air with Batgirl in his arms.
"Sure."
Bill's wings extended out as he flew up, going past the clouds as the lights of Paris illuminated the streets like the stars in the sky. The moon's reflection on the river Seine as the famed Cathedral of Notre Dame stood with its beautiful stained-glass window overlooked it.
"Wow, I never thought I'd see it from this angle." Batgirl smiled. "Well, I've never really seen Paris in person before anyway. But still."
"It truly is beautiful." Bill smiled at her, as she looked out and then blushed in his arms.
"Y-You're kind of strong." Batgirl gulped as she looked up at him.
"Thank you, Batgirl." He smiled.
"...Barbara. It's Barbara." She admitted as she held on.
"Barbara." He nodded as he landed on a rooftop. "Where would you like to go now?"
"Well, how about the Eiffel Tower?" She asked. "The view might be nice."
"Very well. To the tower." He nodded as he flew towards it, flying over the city, almost invisible by the light and night.
"Oh my, god." She whispered in awe as they flew up to the top of the tower and looked around above the skyline.
*back in Gotham*
"So that's what you've been doing in the meantime?" Raven asked.
"Yeah, more or less. My newest babies have been flourishing." Ivy informed, pointing to the plant life around them. "Time away from the villain life has given me a bit more...perspective."
"Instead of just killing people all the time?" Zatanna asked.
"Basically. The Green has also told me the 'chill out'." Ivy sighed.
"Who wants something to eat?" Harley asked as she was holding a phone. "It's still early."
"Sure, just nothing too heavy. We've got our 'dates' with an incubus...god that sounds weird to say." Huntress admitted.
"Where do you think they've gone for their date?" Raven asked.
"Probably somewhere Bats can stretch their wings. Like a spelunking cave or something." Harley joked.
"You've been saving that one, haven't you?" Huntress deadpanned.
"For YEARS!" Harley groaned.
*With Batgirl*
"Wow~." Batgirl panted as she was now in a hotel room, exhausted and happy from her Paris adventure, looking up at the ceiling as she was smiling.
"Yeah." Bill nodded as he sat next to her, running a hand across her costume-covered stomach "You know, you haven't told me much about yourself."
"Well, there's not much to tell. I'm a member of the Batfamily, my father is the police commissioner of Gotham...and I'm a. A computer nerd." She admitted.
"What's a computer?" He asked in slight confusion.
"...Are you serious?" She double-took as she looked at him.
"My dear, I've lived in Hell for nine billion years. It's not often I catch up on the latest trends." Bill answered.
"Oh? So, you're into younger girls?" she teased.
"Well, only if they can give consent." Bill answered. "Much like yourself."
"You are a surprising gentleman." She commented.
"I try, Barbara." He answered, cupping her cheek and kissing her gently while on the bed.
Even with her cowl on, he found her beautiful. And he showed it in this kiss.
'Oh-oh my god.' Barbara thought to herself as she felt the warmth of Bill's lips on her own, feeling her heart thump as she instinctively wrapped her arms around him.
She moaned into the kiss, arching her back as she pulled herself up against him.
Bill broke the kiss and continued down her neck, teasing her gently as he stroked down her back through her costume. If she wanted it on, she will keep it on.
"Shall we continue?" He whispered in her ear as he continued to please her.
"W-Wait. Help me take this off...but keep the mask on." She asked.
"Of course." He nodded, helping her remove her costume and exposing her body to him.
As Bill helped remove her clothes, he saw her athletic body, her slender frame and her long legs and soft hips, all the while Barbara was resolving herself for this. After all, making love in Paris? It was a dream she didn't think would become real.
"Beautiful, I think you could be called 'Batwoman'." Bill commented.
"The name's already taken." Barbara admitted.
Bill simply blinked and nodded. "Oh, alright. Just giving praise." As he kissed her chest.
He had to admit, making love as she had her suit on would have been tempting. Magical and beautiful. The glimpse and perfection wrapped up, accenting the curves more than naked flesh could. The trick of the eye of well-fitting tight clothing. But she was beautiful in every way.
He reached out a hand and a bottle of lube appeared... As he began to tilt it, letting the clear liquid fall out.
Onto Batgirl's feet.
"W-What?!" She gasped, her back arching from the sudden coldness against her skin.
"I apologise for the lack of warning." Bill commented as he kissed along the edges of her breasts "But I know your desires and your preferences. I know you like 'playing' with your feet. But have yet to do so with any partner. I am guessing out of worry that they would find you weird?"
"Y-Yes. That's true." She admitted ashamedly. "I mean, who'd want a girl with a foot fetish?"
"Barbara, I'm an incubus, there is nothing wrong with your fetish." He reassured her, his hands teasing her foot as her fingers slipped between her toes.
"Ah~! Oh gosh!" She let out a shocked gasp.
"I just... The idea that... That..." Barbara stuttered out "The idea of making someone feel pleasure... From my feet? That something so... So simple w... Would make them feel good? It makes me so... So wet!"
"Well, I'd be happy to try it." Bill responded as he smiled, reassuring her as he kissed her breasts. "To make your dreams come true."
"Ah~, yes!" She moaned happily as she fell into the bed.
*Time Skip*
"Fuck... Ah..." Bill gasped as he sat in the chair he'd moved. Sitting at the foot of the bed.
His body felt weak, amazed at the sensation of Barbara's feet sliding up and down his throbbing member.
"How does it feel? I know it's not-" Barbara began to speak before Bill shook his head.
"Don't stop. This. Is amazing." He moaned, arching his head back.
"Really?" Barbara gasped out, blushing as she kept her feet moving.
"Ah! Yes! Please, keep going!" He moaned as he was stimulated as he leaned back as Barbara continued.
As she moved her feet, her arches wrapped powerfully around his member, her toes teased the head. Massaging and soothing it gently.
"I'm. Close!" Bill moaned as she continued to tease him.
"Cum for me... Cover me!" She panted, rubbing her clit quickly as she looked at him in excitement.
Bill groaned as he came over Barbara, coating her in his cum as he felt release and smiled.
His cum landed across her well-toned stomach as he shuddered, his warm and thick seed squirting out from between her toes.
"Ah~, wow." He smiled as he felt relieved, but invigorated.
"S-So much." Barbara gasped as she looked at the amount he gave.
"Just the first round for you, Barbara. I can still keep going." He smiled.
"'F-First round'?" She asked as she saw him looking at her with his passion-filled eyes.
"Of course, it's my turn now." He answered as he kissed her feet gently before getting to work.
"AH~!" She gasped.
*In Gotham*
The heroes were still in Harley and Ivy's apartment, and slowly getting to know each other. Since no one was going at each other's throats yet.
"Where the heck are they?" Huntress asked.
"You want to get your turn next, Huntress?" Zatanna asked.
"No. Yes. Maybe. Urgh, it just feels like it's taking forever." She answered.
"Take a nap. That's what Harley and Ivy are doing." Raven answered.
"What am I, a child?" Huntress asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You're getting impatient." Raven pointed out. "It has been a few hours now."
Whoosh
"Forgive me, ladies." Bill spoke as he appeared before them. "I spent a little longer with Ms Barbara than intended."
"You know her name too?" Zatanna double-took.
"I'm persuasive in my work." Bill responded as he brushed himself. "Who wishes to be next?"
Raven, Zatanna and Huntress looked at each other, before the archer stepped forwards. "Let's do this."
"Of course, my dear." He nodded.
"Don't disappoint me." She ordered.
"I promise to do my best." He answered, his bat wings covering her as they vanished away.
...
'This is so much like some of my books.' Raven thought with a blush.
*With Huntress*
In a cloud of shadows, Bill and Huntress appeared in a new location...and Bill transformed once more to fit Huntress' tastes.
A large romantic resteraunt.
"O-Oh my god." She whispered in shock and awe as she saw the restaurant.
"I took the liberty to find a table for two this late hour." Bill spoke as he emerged; wearing a black tuxedo, purple tie, quaffed dirty blonde hair, polished black shoes and a purple pocket handkerchief. "I had to be persuasive."
Huntress shuddered at his words.
Bill extended his hand and lead her to their table and the sounds of the restaurant's music filled the air.
"I...I'm surprised that you've made the effort." She blushed, being seated as Bill sat opposite.
"Well, I made a bet, didn't I?" He responded.
"Is that all we are?"
"Of course not." Bill defended. "You each are beautiful women who deserve time for yourselves and be who you want to be."
He kissed the back of her hand, smiling at her.
"You're a real, gentleman; aren't you?" She asked as she smiled at the gesture.
"Welcome, would you like to have some drinks while you wait?" The waiter asked as he walked up to them.
"Your choice, my dear." Bill answered, winking at her.
"Is he even real?" She whispered.
He simply nodded. "We'll have some water first, we still need time."
"Of course, Sir." The waiter answered.
"I'm still cautious around you, you know." Huntress admitted. "With Batgirl and Canary vanishing away."
"They're asleep, safe and sound." Bill answered. "I know how to treat my hosts."
"Hmm...Alright. I'm gonna run you ragged." Huntress answered.
"Ooh, I can't wait." He smiled.
*time skip*
"Ah~, that...that was great." Huntress sighed in relief, walking hand in hand with Bill as they enjoyed their meal.
"I'm glad you've enjoyed it." Bill answered as they went to a hotel. "I just hope I can follow it up."
"Oh please. You've done enough at dinner." She answered as they walked into the hotel.
"So you say." Bill answered. "Room for two please, just for the night."
"Of course." The receptionist answered, looking for a room for them.
"Thanks."
"Can I ask something?" Huntress asked.
"Of course." He answered.
"Are Canary and Batgirl okay?" She inquired as she was ready to strike.
"Both of them are safe and sound, resting from several rounds of passion." He answered. "As is my part of the bet." As he opened the door to their room. "As is for you, if you are willing to experience." He purred into her ear.
"Doubt you'd be able to keep up with me." She smirked.
"Is that a challenge?" He smirked as he pinned her to the wall, closing the door behind them.
"Wow." She blinked, shocked at how fast he moved.
"My dear...You don't know what I can do when ordered to." He whispered, nibbling her neck affectionately.
He even gave a proper bite. Not breaking skin but showing his playful side.
Huntress' eyes crossed slightly as she bit her lower lip and shuddered from this affection, his hands supporting her ass as he held her there. "Go ahead then." She urged.
Bill easily lifted her up, bringing her to the bed where he began to strip her off.
"O-Oh my, god!" She gasped, as she felt his hands expertly removing her leotard and her cape.
"What's the matter? Never been handled like this before?" He asked.
"Not the first time." She answered, grabbed his clothes and began to open them up.
"But hopefully..." Bill asked as he wanted to be comfortable with her.
"Don't make it weird." She answered as she pulled his head close.
Bill didn't answer with words, but instead kissed her passionately on the lips, pinned on top of her as he felt her breasts pressed against his bare chest.
'Hmm~! Oh god! He's good!' She thought as she felt his tongue dance in her mouth. 'This is... Unreal~!'
"Ah~, are you ready, Huntress?" He purred into her ear, stroking her neck gently as his eyes seemed to glow because of the state of arousal the pair were in.
"Y-you. Listen to me." She ordered though she was enjoying it.
"Of course." He smiled, obedient to what his host wanted. "As you please."
"I want you to..." She panted, looking into his eyes and whispered something into his ear.
Bill's eyes widened at that, smiling as he heard her. "Of course, I'll have to get you ready first."
"Ready?"
"Why yes." He answered as his hand went down to her slit and gently rubbed it. "I want to make sure you're comfortable."
Huntress let out a little squeak as she felt his fingers caress and tease her flower. "Oh... wow~"
"How long has it been since you've had any time to yourself?" Bill asked earnestly. "You're so uptight."
"I-I'm a super-h-heero! I-I don't ha-Ah~!" She answered while moaning.
"You need a little relaxation, let me help." Bill responded while continuing to pleasure her, making her flower wet.
"I'll make you feel good." he smiled, wrapping his lips against her pussy.
Huntress gasped out as she felt his skilled tongue down there, arching back as she was beginning the throes of pleasure.
*Elsewhere*
"You think the League is going to find out about this?" Raven asked Zatanna.
"I hope not." Zatanna whispered.
"God, I can only imagine what Batman or Wonder Woman will say about this." Raven admitted.
"I can only imagine what John will say about this." Zatanna responded.
"Probably with a cigarette and a bottle of whiskey?" Raven sarcastically remarked.
"Ugh..."
"John?" Harley asked.
"Oh, you're up." Zatanna looked at Harley who was still wearing her pyjamas.
"Yeah, so...who's 'John'?" Harley asked.
"John Constantine. An off again on-again friend of mine." Zatanna clarified. "We used to date."
"Ah!" Harley nodded. "So anything you want to talk about?"
"Why would we tell you?" Raven asked.
"Despite being a gorgeous villain, I'm still a trained psychiatrist." Harley responded. "And it seems as though you both have some issues."
"Whatever gave you that idea?" Raven groaned as she held her head in her hand.
"Let's just say I have experience."
Both Zatanna and Raven looked at each other and soon sighed.
"Fine, who first?" Raven asked.
"Whoever feels the most comfortable." Harley answered, giving them 'free reign'. "Doctor Quinzel is in the house!"
*with Bill*
We arrive back at the hotel room, where Huntress was on all fours and moaning as Bill gripped her hips and was thrusting away into her wet pussy.
"Ah~, oh god! Yes!" Huntress exclaimed as she felt her slit filled with Bill's dick, her hips slapping against his own as he made love to her.
"Helena~!" Bill moaned, pleasuring the toned body and ass of Huntress' body and pussy, grabbing under her and teasing her breasts as he leaned down for a better grasp.
"Hitting... Fuck! More!" She gasped out, biting her purple lips.
Bill smiled as he continued to thrust deep and fast into Helena's pussy, stirring her insides as he was hitting her G-Spots and making her shudder with each pulse. "You got tighter." He commented, tweaking her nipples while he groped her breasts. "Am I doing a good job?"
Huntress moaned with each thrust, repeating a single word. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"
"Good. I want to make you cum as many times as possible. I want to take you to heaven." He whispered.
"'H-Heaven'?" She asked as her eyes rolled into her head, shuddering as Bill didn't fuck her, but made love.
Now she understood why Babs and Dinah hadn't returned yet.
She was being brought to heaven and back, brought to bliss and euphoria.
"AH~!"
*time skip*
"This fair is amazing!" Harley cheered as she almost bounced around Bill.
"Of course, I knew you would enjoy this, Harleen." Bill answered; his hair was now blonde, icy blue eyes, wearing a blue gilet jacket on a grey long-sleeved shirt and black jeans with red trim and a pair of comfy sneakers.
"Call me 'Harley', boy-toy." She answered.
"Of course, Harleen." He smiled.
"Ooh!" She mumbled as she grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the fair's amusements.
"Whoa! Okay." He smiled as he ran with her.
"I hope you're ready for some fun-fair fanatics!" Harley laughed as she looked around and smelt the fairground foods and the cheers of the carnival. "Ooh! Whack-A-Mole!"
"I assume you are good at this?" He smiled.
"I know how to swing a hammer!" She smirked and grabbed the mallet. "I'm REAL good at it!"
"Try it, Miss." The attraction holder spoke as the game began to come to life.
Harley smirked as she gripped the handle of the hammer as the game began, the little moles rising and retreating mechanically and randomly as quickly as possible.
SMACK!
SMACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
SMACK!
However, Harley had experienced hitting things faster than machines, which shocked the patron.
"Wh-whoa! We have a winner! A-Anything from the top shelf, Miss." The patron pointed.
"Hmm." Harley hummed as she tapped her chin.
"Gimme that one." She pointed to a large stuffed beaver.
"Sure, no problem." He answered.
She nodded, taking it... And handing it to Bill "I give you... My beaver." She grinned, holding back laughter.
Bill blinked at that before chuckling to himself and then out loud laughing. "Oh my, Harleen!"
"What?" She asked innocently, with the same smirk on her face.
"Thank you." He answered, looping his arms with her to continue forwards.
"So, ever been to a fairground before?" She asked.
"I haven't. I try and be careful when around the human world." He admitted.
"Because of superheroes and sexy ladies?" She responded.
"Yes, mostly." He answered with a chuckle. "I don't want to hurt anyone, but do what I do best."
"Hmm." She hummed. "You know we could go somewhere, 'private' in this place. Get a quick 'feel up' before the main event." Harley suggested.
"If that is what you want, sure." Bill answered. "But so early into our date?"
"What can I say? I like a good time."
"I suppose that's fair." Bill answered. "Perhaps the Ferris wheel? Or maybe the hall of mirrors? That might be fun."
"Oh~, I like your style handsome." She grinned.
"Hall of mirrors it is!" She smirked and dragged him along into the long and curving corridors of the mirror house.
"Okay!" Bill answered as they headed inside, Harley pulling his arm, seeing their reflections inside and trying to find their way around.
"Wow." Harley giggled.
"This is...trippy." Bill admitted, looking at the mirrors and saw the warped perceptions of himself and Harley.
"What? Never seen your reflection before?" She asked as they saw their warped appearances.
"Not often." He answered, he soon smiled as he saw the funny faces and warped appearances in the mirrors and knew that it was just for amusement. "Harleen, I-"
She smirked as she leapt into his arms and kissed him on the lips, making him drop the beaver quickly. "Hmm~, you're a good kisser." She moaned as she made out with Bill.
"So I've been told."
Harley simply smiled as she looked at him, her hand slipping between them and rubbing his crotch playfully. 'Whoa! Is this for real?' She thought to herself as she stroked it. "Is this limp or stiff?"
"It's a normal size." He joked back, slightly moaning by Harley's gestures.
"Not what I asked, big boy." She teased.
"Fine. Right now, it's limp...but if you keep doing this, it will get harder." He answered.
"Holy crap baskets, I'm in trouble..." Harley gulped but was also grinning like the mad woman she is.
"What's going on in there?" A person asked as they were being reflected in the mirrors.
"Oops, busted." She responded as she heard that.
"This way." Bill answered, picking up the beaver and effortlessly lifted Harley up with one hand, running through the maze.
"Hahaha! This is awesome!" she cheered.
"I'm glad you're having fun." Bill answered, his hand accidentally cupping her crotch.
"Oh~! Yes~!" she moaned happily.
"Huh? Oh, dear. Right." Bill realised that he was feeling up Harley's clit.
His hands moved fairly quick and sleek, giving her pussy a soothing flick.
"Hmm~! Yes, daddy! Right there." Harley moaned as they left the hall of mirrors. "Play with me more~!"
"Why do I have the feeling I will have my hands full with you?" Bill asked.
"You ah~lready do!" She drooled a little.
*at the apartment*
Zatanna, Raven and Ivy were the last ones in the apartment, with each of them...kind of worried about Harley. "So...what're the odds you think Bill will lose?"
"With Harley right now and the fact this incubus has already fucked four of us?" Ivy asked. "Not good."
"But... With Harley... Isn't she some wild nympho?" Zatanna asked nervously.
"That's what I'm saying. In a fuck fest, Harley will win." Ivy answered.
"Oh god...We might actually win this...but I feel bad for Bill." Raven admitted.
...
"You ARE sure she can keep up, right?" Raven asked Ivy, for further clarification.
Ivy pondered this for a minute, doubt settling in her mind...could her girlfriend satisfy an incubus? "...I. Don't. Know." She whispered in worry.
*With Harley*
"Hmm~, ah~! R-Right there." Harley moaned, lying down on a bed after their date at the fairgrounds as Bill was fingering and kissing her.
"Hmm, you feel so tight around my fingers." Bill purred, slipping his fingers in and out of Harley as quickly as he could. Which was inhumanly fast.
"Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah~!" She moaned, almost vibrating because of his technique.
"Cum for me, Ms Quinzel. I can do more for you then." Bill whispered lovingly as his fingers teased her. "So much more. But only after you cum~."
"F-Fuck! Y-You're. Making this. E-e-easy-EE~!" Harley moaned, her eyes crossing as she climaxed over his fingers. "Oh~ fucking~ yes~!"
"Perfect." Bill smiled as he slowly pulled his fingers out of Harley before groping her breasts. "Are you ready?" He purred into her ear.
"Please." She wanted, nodding.
Bill scooped up Harley, kissing her on the lips as he guided his dick to her black cherry and prodded it gently.
Harley moaned as she broke the kiss, locking her arms around him as she felt her eyes crossing a little as she felt her hole pressed into Bill's dick slowly entered.
"Yes~! Ruin my ass!" She moaned.
'She has a mouth on her.' Bill thought as he continued to thrust in her puckered ass, feeling her tighten up which shocked him. "Hnn! Wh-what did you do?"
"What did I do?" She asked.
"Y-Your ass. It's clenching down. F-Fuck! Were you a gymnast or something?" He asked noting her muscle control.
"How'd you guess?" She giggled.
Bill grunted and moaned as he fucked Harley's ass, holding her in his arms as he made her ass clap with each thrust.
"Damn it... So.. so good!" He whispered, moving his hips harder and faster
"Ah~, yeah! Right there! G-Give it to me! Give it to mama!" Harley moaned as she went wild with him...and pinned him down as she rubbed her clit with each thrust.
"Hmm!" Bill grunted happily.
*Time skip*
Bill was smiling as he followed her. Walking with Poison Ivy through a lovely forest.
"Isn't this lovely? So quiet and serene compared to the bustle of the city." Ivy commented
"I'll be honest, I knew you'd say that." Bill answered with a smile.
"Because of you scanning my mind from earlier?" She smirked and retorted back.
"Yes, that too." Bill nodded.
The light of the moon shone through the leaves of the trees, it caught Ivy's body as she walked through, looking like a goddess.
Bill was now a red-haired man, tall and lanky, wearing khaki three-quarter-length trousers, an open vest with a green shirt and travelling boots.
"You look beautiful tonight, Ivy." Bill spoke honestly as he looked at her.
"I know. I always do." Ivy nodded, almost sounding disgusted about herself for just a moment.
"Are you alright? Is something the matter?" He asked kindly.
"I am a goddess in human form." she responded "Countless men and women fall at my feet to worship my beauty."
"That would certainly explain Harley." He quipped as he looked upon her.
"What do you mean?" she frowned.
"She adores you. When I looked into her mind before our date, her thoughts were of you." He smiled.
"Aren't those sorts of thoughts private?" Ivy asked, looking away, but blushing to herself.
"Not when I'm trying to treat everyone equally." He answered as he held her close. "Because you are beautiful, yes. But your mind is oh so wonderful."
"You think so? What attracts you to it?" She asked as she felt her breasts squish against his chest.
"The determination." he hummed, a hand brushing her spine.
Ivy shuddered at the touch, feeling her body ache gently as he held her. His fingers were like magic, which set her skin alight with passion.
"Your skin is so soft, Ivy. It's like touching silk." Bill praised her, kissing her neck tenderly.
"S-Shut up, I-Ah~ know." Ivy moaned as she was embraced by him. "How much can you give? Even after all this?"
"I'm an incubus, I may be taxed, but I cannot and will not leave a woman unsatisfied and loved." He answered, kissing her lips.
Ivy's eyes rolled back into her head, feeling his tongue dance with hers as his fingers teased and stimulated her holes.
'O-Oh god! He isn't afraid to-' Ivy moaned as she let out a lusty gasp, letting Bill finger her deeply as his waist rubbed against hers. 'They're... So thick~! I haven't... Haven't felt such thick fingers in forever~!'
"You're so tight, Ivy. It feels amazingly different." He teased her, as he was unaffected by her poison. "Inhumanly tight. Almost magical."
"F-Fuck! They're like tree-vines!" Ivy moaned as she was almost ready to cum, it was like being fingered by nature itself.
"I'm sure you'd know." He teased softly.
"D-Deeper." She moaned. "If you. Have a wild side."
"I can be very." Bill commented, pulling Ivy close to him and whispering into her ear as he pinched her clit "Wild~."
Ivy shuddered as she heard that, exclaiming past his head as she was played with so expertly.
*with Raven and Zatanna*
The two heroes were stunned in shock when Bill brought Harley back...convulsing, drowned in pleasure...and smiling from ear to ear with cum dripping from both holes.
"At least... he brought one back?" Zatanna asked in worry.
"God, I shudder to think what he'd do when it's our turn." Raven added. "But it's almost dawn. We've got a couple of hours left."
"We can handle that, can't we?" Zatanna asked.
"If need be... Stall him." Raven gulped.
"'Stall-'? If Harley couldn't handle him? How could I?" Zatanna asked.
"No...not just you." She answered. "Us. Together." She held Zatanna's hand, looking confidently into her eyes "Who knows how long Ivy will last. But it's IVY, some consider her a sex goddess. And our dates before we get alone with him. We can do this."
"Alright. We can do this...maybe I can use a spell to help us 'keep up'?" Zatanna pondered.
"You think that could help?" Raven asked.
"I dunno. But it couldn't hurt...despite that it's our fault that this happened. It might give us the edge that we need though." She answered.
"Yeah, though it makes as much sense and might be our edge." Raven commented.
"Hmm~, h-how do you? AH~!" Ivy moaned as she was being eaten out by Bill, his tongue teasing her passionately as she leaned back on a hammock of vines.
Bill continued to eat Ivy out, kissing and teasing her with his techniques before leaving it. "How does it feel, Goddess?"
His words caused a shudder to rush down her spine, making her gasp out weakly.
"Not one for words?" He teased. "Want me to continue?"
"Y-Yes." She answered. "I-I want you to. Make me. Cum. Understood?"
"Alright, if that's what you want." He smirked as his blue eyes seemed to glow as his 'umpteenth wind' began to flood his body.
'What did I do?' Ivy thought.
Bill's fingers once again penetrated Ivy's slit as his thumb teased her clit. His technique was expertly done as he looked into the green eyes of this red-haired goddess.
He watched as she came again and again and again.
As she squirted on his hands she leaned back onto the foliage and panted as she leaked all over the ground...and one thought came to her mind. To make this Incubus climax like her.
"Lay on your back!" She ordered, panting.
"Alright, what do you have in mind?" Bill asked as he was ordered to, showing off his dick to her as he licked her pussy juices off his fingers.
"Delicious." He chuckled.
Ivy panted as she summoned her vines to prop herself up...and position herself down onto his dick. "Now...it's my turn."
"What do you have in mind?" Bill asked as his eyes looked at her...and saw his dick vanish between her massive breasts.
Her heavenly, large, green breasts. So plump and soft.
"Ah~, oh wow!" He let out a moaning gasp as she squeezed her breasts and began to give Bill a tit-job.
"Enjoy yourself~" she purred, quickly getting to work.
"Hmm~, believe me...I am." He moaned as he enjoyed Poison Ivy giving him the best tit-job he had in centuries.
It was every man's dream; he knew that for sure.
'Oh god, I hope this makes him cum harder than before. Harley must have drained him.' She thought though this was getting her hotter and hotter as she gave the best tit-job of her life.
"I-Ivy! I'm. Going to-! AH~!" Bill gasped as climaxed, letting a copious amount of cum coat her breasts, looking like delicious nectar of leaves.
"Yes! Yes, cover me!"
Bill continued to cum, shooting his seed over Ivy's breasts and up to her face, all while his dick thrust between her breasts.
"Ah~ Ivy..." He moaned as he looked at her, licking the cum off her breasts...and his eyes turned to her voluptuous body.
Ivy panted as she looked at Bill and felt her heart thump. What more would this Incubus do?
*Time Skip*
"My Hosts and Summoners, it's your turn now." Bill offered as he arrived back at Ivy's and Harley's apartment...and had brought back a cum-drunk Ivy and put her to bed.
"Yeah, our turn now." Zatanna answered as she and Raven looked at each other.
"We have something to ask." Raven asked.
"Of course, what is it?" Bill blinked.
"You take us both out. Double date." Raven clarified.
"Oh? Are you sure? I don't want either of you to feel left out." Bill spoke with honesty and a charming smile
'W-wow, didn't thing this would happen.' Zatanna thought. 'A demon being considerate.'
"We'll be fine." Raven answered.
"Besides...consider it a 'farewell gift', with us being the last women."
"Alright, Raven. Only if Zatanna agrees." Bill responded.
"Well, I've got no problem with it." Zatanna answered, looking at raven as she got a little excited by it.
"Besides, what could go wrong?" Raven smirked in confidence, crossing her arms. 'There's no way he can handle both of us on a date. Let alone satisfy us both.'
*Time skip*
"Yes! Yes! Ruin my ass, Daddy!" Raven screamed out in ecstasy. Raven's cloak was removed, lying on the ground beside the two of them, while the base of her leotard was moved to the side. Bill was holding her in a full Nelson, her back pressed against his chest while she was basically bent in half with her ankles by the side of her head, Bill's arms looping around her legs and holding her head with both hands.
The tall man slammed into her ass, her pussy squirting out her juices as the half-demon screamed in ecstasy.
"Fuck me! Yes! Yes! Ruin my slutty ass, Daddy!" Raven screamed.
"You're one... Naughty girl, Raven!" Bill grunted.
Zatanna saw this, rubbing her pussy as she was caught by Raven's juices and looking up at Bill.
"Keep fucking her. Ah, god! Yes!" Zatanna ordered as she saw this, excited for when it would be her turn next.
Wearing only her boots, her fishnets and her bowtie, Zatanna panted in voyeuristic joy as she felt Raven's juices spray her.
"How? Is it? The last. Few women. Are the most. -Intense?-" Bill grunted as he fucked Raven while getting ready to cum deep inside her ass. "I almost feel! Set up!"
"Cum in me, daddy!" Raven moaned as she was close. "Fill my ass, daddy~!"
Her eyes rolled into her head, drooling a bit "Punish my ass! I've been a bad girl! We set you up! So, fuck my ass! Show me my place! Cum in me! Please, please, please Daddy!"
Bill grunted as his dick pushed deep into Raven's ass, filling her with his cum, making the half-demoness woman's eyes flash with black anti-light for a moment as she climaxed hard and squirted over Zatanna.
"Ahhh~!" Zatanna moaned deeply. Her hands massaged her breasts as she was sprayed, almost looking like she was massaging oil into herself.
Bill slowly pulled Raven off his dick, cum staying inside of her while a small trail left it. "How was it, Raven?" He asked tenderly.
"So... So good... Daddy..." She shuddered in ecstasy.
'The Daughter of Trigon...with a 'daddy fetish'.' Bill thought with a gentle embrace and smiled. "Are you ready, Zatanna?"
"'Ready'? I'm fucking eager!" She answered.
"Then let's go." he smiled charmingly.
Bill carefully put Raven down on the bed as he kissed Zatanna, his cum covered cock hovering over her before pushing deep inside of her quivering pussy.
"A-ah-ah~!" Zatanna moaned happily as she felt all of him deep inside of her.
"Does that feel good?" He whispered against her lips.
"F-Fuck, when did you get such a big dick?" She asked.
"You forget, I can change my body to match your preferences." He answered "So I can reach every sweet spot just how you want it touched."
And with a gentle thrust, his dick hit her G-Spot, caressing it and pressing it carefully as he made love to her.
Soft, gentle and slow. But deep and filling.
"A-Ah~! Oh god! F-Fantastic!" She moaned out as she gripped his back and waist.
"Such is my desire to give you pleasure." Bill smiled as he kissed her, embraced her, made love to her.
All while someone, Raven, was watching!
Raven's eyes were glowing as she saw this, seeing Bill making love to Zatanna as she slowly played with her breasts.
'Oh. My god. This. This is...amazing.' She thought to herself as she watched, feeling her emotions flood her mind.
Zatanna loved watching and being watched, a true show-woman. "G-Give. Her. A-A show." Zatanna moaned into Bill's ear, wanting to show Raven how much she could see.
"We will." Bill grinned as he suddenly flipped then over, so Zatanna was on top.
Zatanna gasped as she was flipped on top, her breasts and shapely body turned to Raven as Bill's cock disappeared into her dripping wet pussy. Zatanna's eyes looking right at Raven's own.
Zatanna whimpered in pleasure... And began to roll her hips sensually as Bill her thrusting her, her lower body swaying almost like a snake as she moved her waist in small circles. Her body gained an enticing, almost belly dancer-like motion as she moaned even louder. Showing her own enjoyment, but also trying to make the 'show' even sexier.
But good GOD did this new position feel even BETTER~! It felt like his penis was pressing against her sensitive spots even harder, and the swaying of her own hips caused his member to scrape against those spots as he thrust himself in and out.
"Hmm~, Zatanna. You feel amazing." Bill praised her with a smile as he watched her move her hands, the magician running her hands across her own thighs and stomach before cupping her breasts.
"God, you're both wonderful." Raven panted as she teased her breasts before crawling over to them.
"Thank you." Bill grunted as he kept fucking the magician "Now, be a good girl and lick Z's clit for daddy." He asked, slapping Raven's ass with his free hand.
"Ah~! Yes, Daddy!" She moaned as she did so, licking Zatanna's clit while her tongue rubbed along his cum covered shaft.
"AHHHHHH~!" Zatanna moaned deeply as she was pushed over the edge.
"Cum, Zee. Cum for daddy!" Bill grunted as he fucked her. "Show Raven how beautiful you are as you cum!"
Raven's head was pulled up by Zatanna, showing Raven her ahegao face, before kissing the half-demon witch passionately as they both climaxed together.
Deeply enjoying the pleasure and the love...
*Time skip*
Tick.
Tock.
Tick.
Tock.
The ladies were now all together again. Coming back from their exhaustion. Bill had gathered them safely in Harley and Ivy's home.
They had lost.
The dawn was a half hour away.
And Bill was sat, drinking some water proudly as he relaxed. Still naked.
...
And still rock hard.
"I must admit, I have never*been this satisfied before." Bill admitted. "You wonderful women have pushed me further than I have been before." He smiled at them.
"Yeah... Great..." Canary whispered, ashamed of herself for failing so fast and so easily. But at the same time... She was blushing and smiling proudly. That time had been... Magical.
"So...you're heading back now?" Helena asked. "Since we lost."
"That was the deal." Bill nodded. "Although, I can wait a minute as you all recover."
"Thank you. And thanks for picking us up." Barbara added.
"Of course, I'll leave you comfortable and safe, but I wouldn't abandon you." Bill answered.
"How was Paris?" Harley asked.
"Amazing, thanks." She answered.
"So, what now? Do we not see you again?" Ivy asked as she looked at him.
"Hmm, I wouldn't say that." Bill thought about it and shook his head.
"What do you mean?" Zatanna asked.
"Well, I'm fine with staying in hell." Bill commented "But if any of you feel in need of me, just summon me next year. And I'll be willing to stay."
"You mean you're our own personal gigolo?" Raven asked.
"...Sure. Let's go with that." He answered with a smile. "If you want to. You do have a full year to think about it."
"Alright...but how do we call you?" Zatanna asked. "With the same spell that happened today?"
"Yep. Just summon me again, and we will see how things work." He smiled.
"Sure, will do." Dinah gave a thumbs up. "See you next year."
Bill effortlessly opened a portal back to Hell, though he looked back at them, he smiled fondly and hoped for the best.
"Farewell." He waved, giving a soft bow, before passing on through.
Leaving the girls alone.
"So...same time next year, girls?" Harley asked.
*In Hell*
As Bill returned to his home, he saw the groups of imps and lesser incubi and succubi who had some success in the human world, showing their minuscule amounts of energy to their higher-ups.
But as he walked through, everyone looked at him in awe.
"Bill, what-? What have you-?" One of the leaders of the realm of lust asked...as Bill showed a beautiful glowing sun of energy in the palm of his hand, showing how much energy he collected during Valentine's Day.
"I've been doing what we do best. And enjoying my Valentine's Day." He smiled.
*Time Skip*
It was the following year, February 14th once again. And a promise was to be held.
It was just after the sun rose, giving so much more of the day, as a familiar spell was being cast.
But this time it was much more deliberate than accidental.
Walking through, was a familiar incubus who was awaiting to see his hosts.
"Ah~! This is a surprise!" Bill smiled happily.
Standing before Bill were his hosts from last year.
Rachel 'Raven' Roth.
Zatanna Zatara.
Dinah 'Black Canary' Lance.
Helena 'Huntress' Bertinelli.
Barbara 'Oracle' Gordon.
Harley Quinn.
Poison Ivy.
All were standing to welcome him back. "You're all here." He smiled.
"Told ya, big guy." Barbara smirked as they saw him.
"But... we MAY have told some 'friends' about you." Huntress added casually.
"Oh, that's-" Bill smiled genuinely before it quickly vanished. "'Friends'? You brought friends?"
"Wow, you weren't kidding. He is tall." A new voice spoke.
Walking in, were several new heroines and villainesses.
Bill quickly used his powers and began to see the new lovely women.
Dawn and Holly Granger, the twin sister heroines Dove and Hawk.
Cassandra Wayne, the Black Bat.
Her lover and fiance, Stephanie Brown AKA Spoiler.
Kara Jor-El, Supergirl.
Karen Starr, also known as Kara Jor-L, Power Girl.
Leslie Willis, the electrical villainess Livewire.
Caitlin Snow, the villainess known as Killer Frost.
Barbara Minerva, the Cheetah.
And those were only the first ones he could sense.
"Oh, sweet merciful God." Bill whispered in shock as he sensed those women.
...
"Demons pray to God?" Harley asked.
"In this case, I need too." Bill admitted before he felt his arms being hugged by both Raven and Zatanna.
"Don't wimp out on us now, Bill." Raven smirked.
"Each lady is expecting a loving day." Zatanna followed up.
"Well... it looks like I have my work cut out for me." Bill sighed... and smiled "Everyone ready to start?"
"You bet!" They answered as they introduced him to the other ladies for their very special Valentine's Day.
The End
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