Hey everyone! Thank you all so much for all the favorites and reviews! It was the best reaction I could have ever hoped for! This is a second installment of that one-(now two-)shot. Same as before, it was a songfic but I took out the lyrics. The song was the cover Use Your Love by Katy Perry :)
Nightwing pulled off his mask and groaned, his hands and arms aching from taking out about half of Slade's thugs all in one night. Ugh, he almost had him tonight too. Dick Grayson had established himself in his new city and criminals now began to fear the name Nightwing, just as the villains in Gotham feared the name Batman. The young hero climbed fully into the window of his apartment, shut the glass behind him and locked it tight as he cracked his aching back. Tonight he needed, not only to relax but get a good night sleep and just as he pulled off his gloves and utility belt to crawl into bed, he heard a knock on the door. Dick froze, his eyes wide. No, it wasn't the 30th was it? He glanced across his tidy and organized apartment to the calendar and sure enough it was the 30th. He had completely forgotten that Helena Bertinelli was coming over tonight; her parents were out of the city and she didn't feel safe staying there by herself. Dick mentally slapped himself for being so absentminded.
"Be there in just a minute!" he called to the door as he ran to his bedroom. He stripped off his clothes and pulled up the loose floorboard under his bed, placing his uniform in the hiding place and covering it back up quickly. In a flurry, he was in his sweatpants and a tank-top, trying to look like he was just relaxing. "Hey Helena." He greeted with a smile as the door swung open and a tall, curly haired beauty walked into his apartment with a small overnight bag. A bright smile which contrasted the black hair that framed her face as it cascaded down her back, greeted him. "Hey Dick." She responded quietly as he placed a small peck of appreciation on his cheek. With the door shut and locked, he took his place on the couch as Helena put her things down on the small kitchen table.
"Thanks again for letting me spend the night." She said, opening up the refrigerator and seeing very little in it. She frowned slightly as she heard a quiet, "You're welcome anytime." From the living room just a few feet away. "Dick, do you ever go shopping? I'm worried you don't eat enough…" she shut the door to see her friend shrug into the couch as he turned on the TV. She sighed and gave up, walking over and slumping into the couch with a small, knowing smirk on her face.
The next thing that Dick knew, he was laying on his back and Helena was on top of him, stripping off her clothes as seductively as she could which, to Dick's slight surprise, was quite attractively. However no amount of sex drive or sexuality could change the fact that Dick didn't want her… Young Nightwing wanted him. He knew he was a horrible person for using Helena like this, just to relieve his tension, but he couldn't help it. Though the sex wasn't exactly what he wanted, he got his release every time. And this time would be no different; he'd lie on his back and she'd ride him till she got tired and then he'd roll them over and finish. And all the while he'll be thinking of that night. The first night he had ever known true bliss. And the last night he knew true love in the act of sex.
-Break-
Crime had been down in Gotham for a few days and Bruce was finally getting a moment to breathe. Though he had thought about calling Dick and checking in on him for a few days, flashbacks of their last night together stopped his hand on the phone from dialing. He pulled off the cowl and slumped in his large armchair in the library, rubbing his tired eyes with a loud sigh. The flashbacks were becoming more frequent the longer he went without talking to his grown ward and almost every time, a quick jolt went through his body and gathered at his appendage between his thighs. He stood up gruffly and forced himself up the stairs and into his bedroom, discarding pieces of the Batsuit like a trail of breadcrumbs. He knew Alfred would walk through the Manor one last time before retiring for the night. His face hit his pillow and almost immediately he was asleep, but even in his unconscious he was still falling victim to his Freudian Id. Dreams of Dick, naked on his bed and begging for him plagued every thought and in his dream state, Bruce couldn't resist, causing his body to become heavily aroused as his mind slept. At least until he heard a knock on his doorframe that woke him up, sweaty and horny. His eyes focused after a moment. Selena Kyle. Catwoman, master thief and ex-lover of Bruce Wayne stood in the doorway to his bedroom. Before Bruce realized that Selena was Catwoman, she had a standing invitation to the Manor however when Batman caught her and she went to jail, he didn't know how to rescind the invitation without giving away his secret. However at this precise moment, he could care less. He needed a good fucking and Selena was the most opportune candidate.
-Break-
Just as Dick had predicted, Helena wanted to be on top. He was just fine with that, he was exhausted from his night of crime fighting and he did not feel like moving at all. He closed his eyes, physically stimulated however mentally absent. He had to start thinking of something to arouse himself before he went limp and Helena had to ask why. Dick began to remember his time with Bruce, how perfect it was and almost immediately he was harder than before, eliciting a sharp gasping moan from his partner who began to bounce faster on his hard cock.
-Break-
Selena all but jumped on Bruce after she closed the door, which he was more than happy to receive. Without a word, she began to strip off her sweater as their lips crashed against each other in a hard, hot kiss. Once her sweater and shorts were off, Bruce rolled them over and roughly pinned her hands above her head, his eyes hungry with lust though they yearned for another sight to be below him.
-Break-
As undergarments were furiously discarded, Selena mewled in anticipatory pleasure as Bruce trapped both of her hands in one of his to position himself. With one sharp thrust, he was halfway inside of her, causing low moans to erupt from both of them. It was over rather quickly, both of them knowing exactly what to do to make the other climax and before either of them had time to catch their breath, Selena was already getting dressed.
-Break-
Helena collapsed, face-first, into the couch, panting hard and shivering slightly. Dick slowly climbed off of her and sat down in the empty seat, panting as well. After a few minutes of not hearing anything besides heavy breathing, Helena spoke up in a cracking, tired voice.
"That… was… incredible…" she panted, slowly sitting up and leaning against the arm of the couch, facing Dick. Dick nodded, a tiny smile tugging his lips to try to show Helena that he meant it. He felt guilty for using her, but he also didn't have the heart to tell her he wanted someone else, let alone tell her that it was another man. So he kept the rouse going, grabbing her legs and pulling her into his lap to kiss her forehead. She smile, whispered something that he didn't hear and stood up, walking to his bedroom to get some sleep.
-Break-
With a quiet purr, Selena seductively licked Bruce's cheek before departing through the door from whence she came, leaving the Caped Crusader alone with his thoughts. For once, his mind was a blank slate, as it often was after sex. At least, after sex with a woman. After sex with the one he really wanted he felt nothing but guilt and disgust in himself. And in that moment, his mind shifted to Dick. He felt only a little guilt about thinking of the young man that night during his sexual escapades, mentally rereading the note that was left for him when Dick left. "I don't regret it, neither should you…" he whispered to himself, as if telling himself that he didn't need to feel guilty. He had been doing this whenever he began to think of their last night together and slowly, he has been letting his harsh feelings go. Now all he wished for, was a reason to call Dick back to Gotham, to see that young, bright face again.
-Break-
Dick pulled on his boxers, a luxury for he who wore his Nightwing suit with the thinnest briefs, and walked to his fire escape outside his living room window, listening to the bustle of the city and hoping that, maybe someday soon, he could see his Dark Night again.