Author's Note: More smuttiness of course, written as my birthday gift to my readers, though it won't be posted properly on my birthday. As always, if you haven't read the rest of my stuff, this might make much less sense. Go ahead and give it a read (and a review if you please), this isn't going anywhere. In addition to that, look for IllusoryGentleman and read his stuff. Yeah, all of it. It's worth it, and the reason I'm writing anything at all. Call that your birthday present to me, I'm pretty low maintenance after all.

Maddie's House in Destin, Florida.
Between chapters 9-10 of "To Bridge the Gap"

Was she a failure? Had she begun to suck at what she did? Had she lost her touch? No, that was unfathomable, blasphemous even. Maddie laid on her bed, covered in a sheen of sweat, surrounded by some of the most powerful toys ever devised for the express purpose of delivering orgasm. Her wrists, shoulders, and most importantly, her vag ached in horrible ways, and she was exhausted beyond measure.

But, she still hadn't achieved her goal. Countless orgasms, more than she'd experienced in a single go in quite a while, but still not what she was after. With a sigh, and an exhale to blow her heavily highlighted hair out of her face, she grabbed her phone and scrolled through her contacts until she arrived at the person she was seeking. With the flick of a manicured thumb, she hit the video call button, and spent the time waiting on the answer to adjust how she held her phone to make sure she wasn't making the call tits out in greeting.

"Hi Mads," Babs said upon answering. Dressed in her work clothes (sexy as fuck, Maddie loved that hot librarian vibe.) and wearing an expression growing more and more puzzled as the seconds ticked on, she could only blink for a minute before continuing. "Maddie, are you messaging me to gloat about getting laid again?"

With a sigh, Maddie shook her head. "No, not this time. Look, Red, I need your advice, in the worst possible way. Are you alone or at least around Mustang and Ash?"

"I'm alone. I'm just compiling some programming, and nobody bothers me when I've got my door closed. What did you need?"

"Okay, this is embarrassing as hell, so I'm asking for your confidence. See, I've been trying to make myself squirt, and so far, it's been unproductive. I know you're prone to it, so I thought you might be willing to share your secret. I'd make it worth your while." Maddie offered, batting her eyes tiredly.

Barbara gave a small, apologetic smile to her friend. "Mads, I honestly don't know how I do it. It just happens. I haven't made it a secret as to how responsive I am; I always assumed that was it."

Maddie shook her head. "If that threesome you all let me watch was in any way normal, I'm more responsive than you are, so that's not it. Got some websites or anything?"

"I'd be happy to look some up for you. It's not something I ever bothered to research. I know it happens more often when I get G-spot orgasms though, but I'm pretty sure you knew that already." Babs said, instinctively becoming the detective, even on something like this. It was just her way.

Maddie held up a purple toy with an egg shaped tip that was curved to hit things just right. "It got me almost to screaming, but still no luck. I couldn't talk you into coming down here and helping me, could I?"

Barbara shook her head in mild exasperation. "Mads, I'm not particularly inclined to cheat on either of them, and yes, your boobs are marvelous, but I've seen them before." This last bit came as Maddie panned the camera down in the half-hearted hope it might sweeten the deal. She did feel a good splash of triumph when she saw the bright red flush that rose across Barbara's pale skin.

"Okay, okay," Maddie said petulantly. "Maybe some of the porn you all have made?"

"No Mads. You should count yourself lucky that I tolerate you asking Deke for dick pics." Barbara said with an impatient look on her face.

"I ask Ash for nudes too, she'll indulge me at least." Maddie replied. "But, I'll take the websites anyway."

"That I'll happily do, I'm actually looking some up right now. There's a few sex therapists that are go-to's for me, they definitely helped me out when I first decided I wanted intimacy. I'm sure one of them has a good article on the subject."

"That's cool, I just kinda hate that I've only done it once. Squirting's on the very short list of things I want to do, you three are on that list too, I should mention."

"Mads, you're killing me, you know that right?" Barbara said with a sigh. "I can't say you give up though, I've gotta give you that."

"I'm optimistic, what can I say?"

"Fair enough. I'll shoot you some links after lunch, but have you considered that you're trying too hard?"

Maddie pondered that as she absently (and gently) rubbed her aching bits, this time to soothe and not to arouse. She'd done a number on herself, that was certain. "You know, I probably am. Since you're about to go to lunch, I'll let you go. I need a shower anyway."

"Thanks Mads, I appreciate that. Good luck!" Barbara said, as chipper as possible, until Maddie panned the camera down again, this time showing off the entirety of her generously endowed body. The sound of the video call ending brought a snicker to Maddie as she set her phone down and considered her situation.

"I'll fuck her yet," She said to herself, before sitting up and cleaning her bed off. She still had plenty of time before she had to get Drew from school, and she'd begun feeling inspired. Maybe she needed to write her woes away. It was a good a guess as any, so she tossed on some panties and sat down at the small desk in her room, where her laptop sat, currently flipping between nudes and lewds in her collection.

Yeah, she needed to write, and with a few clicks, her word processor program was open and ready to receive her dirty input. Eventually, she was going to have to edit them for privacy's sake and post them somewhere, see if she could get someone to admit they were getting off to it.

How it could go down – by Madeline B. Endicott

It was quiet in the Hacienda, the kind of peaceful, tranquil night that Maddie craved, though she'd never admit to. She was pulling monitor duty there, while Mustang and Fractal were on the Watchtower, doing their shift in space. Shield Maiden was in Canada for something or other, a family visit if Maddie remembered right. Daeva was with Koa and Pacifica underwater somewhere on the request of Aquaman, and Fujin was, he wasn't there, leaving her feeling lonelier than she'd like.

It had been her own fault for breaking up with him, there was nobody else to blame. She didn't want to drag him into something that had to become long term when he'd just got out of prison not that long ago, and with her son Drew in her life again, and for good, whatever she got into had to be either an anonymous one night stand, or most certainly long term.

So when the Zeta system called out in recognition, it surprised the hell out of her. "Recognize Batgirl, bee sixteen." It had said, shattering the relative silence of the gentle tropical rain outside.

"Babs?" Maddie called out, turning on the ball of her feet in a practiced Lua stance. The League had been infiltrated before, it could be again, so trust wasn't on the plate just yet.

"It's me Mads," Batgirl replied, stepping fully off of the Zeta platform. Dressed plainly in a distressed burnout shirt several sizes too big for her (definitely Mustang's, but with the neckhole hanging over one shoulder to expose her black bra strap, Maddie certainly didn't mind.) and yoga pants, she looked dressed for a night in.

"Everything okay?" Maddie asked, relaxing in an instant and moving about to turn on a few lamps. "Sorry about the lighting, I love sitting in the dark when it's raining outside."

Barbara waved a hand dismissively. "Don't apologize, I'm a fan too. Just you tonight, huh?"

"Yeah, everyone's out, and you know Scramble doesn't hang around. What about you?"

"About the same. I was going to surprise the lovers when they got back, but I'll be honest, I'd far prefer the company until then, unless of course, you wouldn't. I can go play on my laptop in Deke's room." Barbara offered in as sweet a tone as possible. For such a badass chick, she was absolutely a dear too.

"Hell no, I've got wine in the fridge and a backlog on Netflix, let's do this." Maddie said, her mood improving from peaceful to outright happy at the moment. She could definitely handle this.

Barbara cracked a wry smirk and gave Maddie a wink. "Mads, are you asking me to Netflix and chill?"

"Please don't tease me Red." Maddie retorted, a bit quicker than she'd like. "Besides, I'm all about a pizza and fuck, and hoping you're not interested in the pizza."

Barbara snickered and walked near silently into the kitchen area where Maddie was busy selecting the right bottle for the evening. It amazed her that people thought her ability to choose wine was like some mystical sixth sense, when the truth was, she just told the salespeople her budget and asked what they'd recommend. They were professionals for a reason after all. "I seem to recall your playthings saying you liked Pinots, am I right?"

"They're not playthings Mads, I love them both and you know it. Also, they know me well enough, I do enjoy a Pinot, but I don't turn down a good Cabernet either."

Maddie cracked a grin as she rose from the fridge, a bottle in each hand. "Well then, you're in luck. Let's watch that giant TV."

"I'll get the glasses." Barbara called behind her, already going to tiptoes to reach the glasses, suspiciously pondering if Deke or Liho had put them up that high the last time they'd washed dishes.

Once she'd acquired them, she joined Maddie on the couch. She'd wrapped the bottom of the Pinot bottle in the bottom of her shirt, and rapped her free hand firmly against the base, causing the cork to pop out halfway from the pressure generated from her controlled application of super strength.

"Showoff."

"Yes I am. Pour us up while I find something good." Maddie said, noticing Barbara wasn't exactly trying to scoot away from her, instead seeming perfectly comfortable on the side cushion, while Maddie occupied the center, as was her norm. "Hey, no patrolling in Gotham tonight?"

"Birds are doing fifty fifty right now, I patrolled last night with Huntress, Artemis is with Flamebird tonight so the new girls get better experience with someone they're not used to." Barbara's tone in her reply made it clear she was leaving something out, but what it was, she wasn't saying. Yet.

"Red, tell me what's really up. None of this dancing around the subject."

Barbara sighed, deeply, and considered her words carefully before speaking them. To further consider them, she quaffed her wine in a drink, and poured herself another. "Huntress got me thinking last night. With school finishing in a few months, and work coming after that, I'm feeling like I'm trying to balance on the edge. I can't tell Ash, and while I have to assume Deke knows, he won't push it unless I'm being self-destructive. Otherwise he'll let me talk about it on my own time. I'm just staring this transition in the face and beginning to doubt myself a little."

"No wonder you won't tell Ash, I get that, but Red, if there's anyone that should be able to handle this without blinking an eye, it's you." Maddie watched Barbara down another glass in short order, and pour herself a third. "You keep talking like that though, and my threat still stands. I'll kiss you to shut you up, and you know I'll do it."

Barbara snickered, took the glass to her lips, but sat it down, noticing she was getting a bit greedy with someone else's wine. "I'm sorry, but this has been festering for a while. I can't help it. I felt the same way when I started patrolling after I browbeat Batman into the realization I wasn't going to stop. When it was just me, I wasn't worried, but somehow, after he started training me, it felt like I was a little girl all over again. It's scary and I like to think it's okay to be scared."

Maddie blinked. "It is okay, but I wasn't kidding." She said, setting her own glass down and turning more fully to face her friend. Their blue eyes locked for a minute before Maddie leaned in on her, cupping her angular face in both hands and kissing her, long and slow.

Barbara murmured in protest, but didn't push away or try to retreat. When Maddie broke the contact of their lips, she saw the flush rise across Barbara's face and chest. "I warned you Red, I really did."

Blinking her surprise away, Barbara nodded. "Yeah, I guess you did." She said with a small shiver as the goosebumps rose across her body. "You won't hear me say this often, but for once I guess I had it coming."

"I'll have you coming all right." Maddie replied with a mysterious look on her face. "That worked for you, didn't it?"

Squirming in her seat, Barbara nodded, feeling suddenly shy. "Uh, yeah, it did."

"Good, talk like that again, and I'm getting a hand down your pants, and I'm a big fan of a pinkie in the ass." Maddie said, snickering but leaving her tone plainly clear. "You have no reason to be afraid, Red. Hell, you're the one the rest of us girls look up too. It's not Wonder Woman, and it's not Black Canary, it's you."

Remaining blushed, Barbara gave her a puzzled look. "Why me?"

Maddie took a drink of her wine and regarded the beautiful woman in front of her. "Red, you've got it all. Your man is carved out of iron, and your woman bows at your beck and call. You're almost done with your damn doctorate and you'll have a career anywhere you want. You're so fucking hot it blows my mind sometimes, and the world outright loves you. You live a charmed life, and here you are, afraid of it."

"Well, when you put it that way," Barbara said, trailing off to reflect on the notion she'd been handed.

"Yeah, when it put it that way. I wish to God I could be you, and not just because of who you're fucking either. You'd know what to do, and not screw it all up."

"Okay, that's it," Barbara said, though it wasn't fury coloring her words, closer to triumph. "One, you use language like that again, or two, you down your own self, you're getting as good as you gave."

Oh, it was game on. "I'm a fucking cumslut whore who ruins everything she touches." Maddie said in daring invitation.

Well, there was her bluff, getting called. Barbara had two options, so being the redhead that she was, she of course went with the nuclear option. Leaning into Maddie, she pressed her lips to the other woman, slipped a leg over her to straddle her, and slipped both hands up her shirt to grasp her large breasts and lightly pinch at her peaks. To punctuate the statement, Barbara slipped her tongue into Maddie's mouth, seemingly trying to tease out the stud piercing the girl's tongue.

In response, both shocked and pleased, Maddie grasped at her bottom, giving a good squeeze followed by an ever better spank. When Barbara moaned into her mouth, Maddie pressed on, letting her hands wander around and up under the redhead's shirt, first unclasping her bra with an ease bordering on supernatural (it's true, if I'm being honest here. –ME) before reaching around to lightly tug at her nipple rings.

Babs hissed and broke off the kiss, using Maddie's rather large breasts to keep herself propped up. "What am I doing?"

"Oh, shit. Red, I'm sorry." Maddie's response was sudden, and perfectly sincere when she realized what was happening. "It's the pheromones, godamnit, I can't exactly turn them off."

Realizing she still had her hands under Maddie's shirt, Barbara released her mounds and put her hands on her own thighs. "Wow, that's, woah. Mads, those are powerful."

"I've wanted you since I met you, yeah, they're happening whether I like it or not. Red, I'm so sorry."

"Mads, it's okay, it's not like you were intentionally doing it. I just, I can't do this to Deke or Ash, I should have kept under control too. Can you excuse me, I need to make a couple of calls." There was sorrow, and guilt etched deep into Barbara's face when the weight of what she'd almost let herself do really struck home, turning her beautiful blue eyes cloudy and dark.

"Yeah, go for it." Maddie got herself up, and sorted, while Barbara stepped upstairs to call who she assumed to be Deke and Ash. It was admirable, she wasn't even going to make them wait on something they didn't know about, nor would she try to keep it 'their little secret'. Deep in her heart, Maddie knew it was the right thing, and damn that redhead for doing the right thing and making her look and feel worse.

Though, more than that, she was definitely still feeling it. She was certainly and unquestionably soaked downstairs, the suddenness of Barbara's reaction having surprised her and completely ruining her sense of anticipation. Her own nipples were stiff peaks, and her sex drive was slammed into high gear. Her several long minutes of ruminations on the issue were broken, however, when her phone began ringing. A cover of Bon Jovi's 'Dead or Alive' was the tone, unmistakably Deke's. This was not a conversation she ever wanted to have.

"Hey," she said, letting it hang so he could speak his peace. Whatever he had to say, she definitely deserved it.

"Mads, uhm, listen. I ain't mad at you, or her for that matter. If Ash is cool too, have fun. I told her a long time ago I was okay with her experimenting with women, that didn't stop when she met Ash. Besides, I've been busy as hell, so's Ash, so she could probably use the company." Deke said, his voice processed but perfectly clear.

"Are you fucking with me right now? Don't play games like this, I feel bad enough already." Maddie replied, suddenly defensive.

"No, I ain't. We don't exactly have the most conventional relationship ever, y'know? I gave her my blessing already. Just, be ready for anything if she decides to keep going, my girl's full of surprises."

"Will do, and I owe you big for this." Maddie said in a strange mix of confusion and relief.

"Yeah, I'll call due if I remember to. Got to go though, there's an alert in Seattle." The line cut immediately after, leaving Maddie holding her phone and feeling so conflicted. Things didn't get better when her phone chimed a text notification.

"My demands are pictures and video." Was the only thing Aasha said.

"Well okay then." Maddie said.

"I live with loving people." Barbara said, stepping downstairs, her footfalls perfectly silent. "I live with very generous, and most importantly, very forgiving people. I'm guessing they've spoken to you?"

It wasn't her words, it was definitely her tone that sent a shiver down Maddie's spine. This was the voice of a fiery seductress, not a guilty adulterer. "You've been at this for a long time, and Mads, it's been tough the past couple of months. It seems like none of us could get our drives in order."

"Red, please, please, please tell me this isn't a game." Maddie said plaintively. She was getting a wish fulfillment waved across her face. "I still don't stop thinking about that kiss I gave you, back at Deke's old house."

"Then maybe you need more kisses to remember."

"I'll take them, and I'll give them back too. Everywhere."

Barbara completed her stalking by slipping up to Maddie, wrapping her arms around the girl's neck, and kissing her deeply, making no pretense and immediately using some controlled measure of tongue. Giving as good as she took, Maddie returned the kiss, pressing her body into Barbara's, already feeling the girl's pierced nipples poking into her own breasts.

Maddie couldn't keep quiet, it wasn't in her, and given what she'd been told and the generosity she'd been shown, she had to speak up, though her words were punctuated by further kisses as she did. "Ash asked for pictures and video."

"Then let's make it a good one. I want to see her play with herself while she watches it. I'll set up our phones." Barbara replied, stepping away and grabbing her phone from the coffee table, and accepting Maddie's, propping one up on an end table, and the other for a front view on the aforementioned coffee table.

Not idle, Maddie slipped out of her tank top and shorts before pausing to admire the athletic body of Barbara once more. Hardened in years of exercise, but tempered with an incredible agility, the Batgirl had the kind of figure most women would kill for. Coupled with a pair of tits she had no business having, Maddie was finding herself having a hard time resisting her long enough to get their cameras set up. "Babs, I have dreamt about this for years." She found herself saying, without any real intention of saying it out loud.

With a shy blush across her face, Barbara turned around, her red hair whipping in the motion. She was so godamned sexy. "Mads, you don't have to keep hitting on me. Just come here and touch me."

Oh, she didn't need to be asked twice about that. Sliding back towards her, Maddie wrapped her arms around her once more, putting her hands on the girl's hips as she kissed her again, this time with an urgency that bordered on apocalyptic. There'd been too many teases and false starts for her tastes already.

Murmuring her approval, Barbara kissed her back, properly tasting the girl's lips as Maddie guided her further to the sofa. She allowed it, gave no resistance at all, and just kept up her pace as she explored Maddie's lips and tongue more properly. "Your lip gloss tastes like coconut," She said with a giggle, unable to suppress the words herself.

"That's my secret aphrodisiac," was Maddie's reply, as she said to hell with the subtle and grasped Barbara's bottom, easily lifting her and carrying her the last few feet to the sofa. Barbara wrapped her legs around Maddie's waist to make the going easier, and used her position to nibble at the girl's neck.

"I'm a biter, I should warn you," Barbara voice was breathy as her words came out between whimpers and moans.

"I've seen Mustang's back and shoulders, you're more than a biter." Finally at the couch, Maddie put Barbara on her back and slipped her hands into what could only be Mustang's shirt. "Now, let's not cover these epic tits of yours anymore."

Barbara cooed the moment her shirt came up, only to be followed by Maddie's tongue. She licked a thin trail with the very tip of her skilled and nimble tongue from Barbara's belly button, across her toned and very visible abs, towards the valley between her breasts. "You ditched your bra upstairs?"

Barbara murmured an affirmative response, instinctively shifting herself to let her lover get better access to everything she was after. When Maddie's tongue followed the bottom swell of her breast to her left peak, she shivered and whimpered quietly. Encouraged, Maddie grasped them both and pushed herself up a bit further to properly appreciate the bounty of the girl's body. Those nipple rings, plain black captive beads were grasping at her attention, refusing to let go, so it wasn't much more prompting for Maddie to take the rings in her mouth on occasion to tug at them. Each time, the Batgirl hissed and squirmed a little more.

"How in God's name did you get so hot, Red?" Maddie asked after several long minutes spent in Barbara's cleavage.

"Lucky I guess, but I haven't been this hot in a while, so maybe it's you."

Maddie slid up to kiss Barbara, but let her hand trail, slipping it down the front of her yoga pants, where a thin strip of soft hair tickled her fingertips, and served to offset the soft smooth skin everywhere else. With a tentative swipe of her middle finger, Maddie felt just exactly how hot the girl really was, feeling a thin line of her dew pulling along as she slipped and slid her finger across the girl's shy, small petals. The kiss she'd placed on Barbara grew more intense the moment her fingertip had made contact, and Maddie felt her moan into it, causing a significant boost to her own mood. "Do you usually get this soaked?"

"You've got me, oh!" Barbara cried softly, arching her back as Maddie's fingertip moved closer to her button. "You've got me feeling so wound up, is it a, oh God Mads!" she called out again as Maddie's slick fingertip moved closer still. "Is it a surprise I'm so turned on?"

"I'd hope not." Maddie said, slipping her hand out of Barbara's pants and sticking her finger into her mouth to taste Barbara's sweet dew. "Mmm, you're tasty as fuck."

"Then taste me." Barbara invited seductively, hooking her thumbs into her yoga pants and slipping them off as far as they'd go with Maddie still on top of her. "Do you like screamers?"

"I love screamers Red," Maddie answered, and moved away to help her remove the offending barrier to the Batgirl's sex. (I really do, talk about knowing you're doing something right. She'd die if she knew we could hear her every single time they fucked when we were home too. -ME) "And I'm definitely going to enjoy this."

Barbara shivered and sucked in her breath as Maddie lowered herself down, letting her hair tickle and tease. The Batgirl's abs were already contracting as her breath began becoming uncontrolled from the sheer anticipation. "I'm going to enjoy this so much," Maddie said, her words tickling Barbara's mound, before she let her tongue slip from her mouth to taste what she wanted.

"Oh Jesus!" Barbara yelped when Maddie's tongue started low on her sex, the stud that pierced it sitting higher, doing its job as it was meant to, adding a second layer of sensation as Maddie took her sweet time. Her taste was sweet, and lingered perfectly on Maddie's lips and tongue as she placed kisses on Barbara's sex while she sought to pull her along on a hedonistic cruise.

Every lick, every kiss, every soft breath against her legs brought tremors and quivers to the Batgirl's body. "You taste so perfect." Maddie said huskily, her hands slipping across the girl's hardened body, dragging her fingernails down Barbara's sides and gripping her hips when she got there. The way her muscles rippled in her hands gave Maddie one hell of a boost to her self-esteem. She was a pro, it was no secret, but the reactions of the girl she was tasting were proving that fact over again.

The languid exploration changed in a hurry though. When the whimpers and coos and soft panting moans weren't cutting it anymore, Maddie let her tongue slip straight up the girl's dewy inner lips straight to her button, which in turn caused a sharp and oh-so-perfect shriek of pleasure from Barbara's mouth. It also brought her hands into Maddie's hair, where she clenched as her body locked momentarily.

"Oh you're a hair puller too huh?" Maddie said with a devilish smirk and began lashing at the girl's button with a controlled abandon.

"Fuck, oh fuck!" Barbara cried out as Maddie kept her attention at a high pace. Since Babs was grabbing her hair and pulling, it left Maddie with no need to use her hands to keep a grip on the fiery redhead, so, she put those hands to use, slipping two slender fingers into her lover for the evening with incredible ease. "Right there! Don't stop! Don't stop!"

She wasn't going to stop, Maddie wouldn't make her worry about that. She kept stroking Babs' insides with well-practiced technique, finding the explosive rhythm that Barbara's body set and holding it with her. When the short, rapid pulses paused, and Barbara's breath hitched in her throat, Maddie knew she'd hit the bullseye and took in the moment with her. Barbara's body tensed, and then arched up as she shrieked, yanking Maddie's bottle blonde hair involuntarily in the movement before she locked up in that bowed position. When she let that hitched breath free, it came out in a long screeching cry that turned into a vibrato whine as the full body climax struck her.

In the depths of it, Maddie kept to her dexterous fingertip dancing but came away from the redhead's clit to climb up her still shaking body to lock lips with her, kissing her deeply and with intense abandon. So overwhelmed by it all, Barbara could only kiss back, though she swatted at Maddie's shoulders once she got her hands free of the girl's hair.

"Enough! Please, enough!" she cried out, her blue eyes still locked close, her body still going through spasms of orgasmic aftershock. "I can't,"

"It's okay," Maddie cooed, slowing herself down. "Most girls can't handle it, there's no shame."

Barbara tried making a tart face, but it wasn't coming, mostly because she still was. "My God." She finally replied with some coherence, after several minutes of Maddie stroking her hair and cuddling into her. (I can't ever admit this is the part I really want. Damnit. – ME)

"I'm pleased you found religion Red, I gotta say, those prayers and that hymn were hot," Maddie told her, still speaking gently to keep Barbara from going back into overwhelmed mode from sensory overload.

Barbara showed Maddie the tip of her tongue, and gently rubbed at her sex. Her dew was everywhere, leaving her thighs and mound slick, and her landing strip of bright red hair matted.

"I didn't break your pussy, did I?

"Mercifully, no, she's tougher than she looks apparently." Barbara exhaled that reply and turned to kiss Maddie again. "Sorry about your hair, it's one of those things. I couldn't bite you."

"Oh hell Babs, you can yank my hair any time you want. You're so pretty when you cum though, I wanted to tell you that."

"You're all about that, aren't you? I mean, thank you of course, can't forget that, but you're as bad as, well, everyone I've slept with I suppose."

"It's true, I don't like talking numbers, but I've been with over a hundred girls, and none of them sound so amazing, or look so good for that matter, when they're cumming. It's a natural look for you."

"It's got me curious how you look when you're the one getting off." Barbara replied seductively. To illustrate, she turned her left hand outward, and brushed against Maddie's sex while she lay against her. "Is Maddie a screamer too? Does she moan? I bet you whimper, it'd be perfect on you."

"I'm, oooooooh," Maddie tried to reply, but Babs had adjusted herself correctly, and had gotten her fingertips brushing just up against her own soaked sex.

"You're wet? I noticed."

"That too. I'm a, oh you have good fingers Red." Maddie cooed again, maneuvering her legs to let Barbara have easier access. "I'm a little of all of them."

"Oh this'll be fun," Barbara said bewitchingly. She flipped herself around, a tricky prospect on the sofa in the Hacienda, and somehow maneuvered Maddie onto her back. On her way down, she began kissing and nipping at the remarkably well endowed girl beneath her.

"I don't usually let people bite me," Maddie said, her eyes closing to shut off one stimulus, so she could enjoy the rest. "You, you could nibble on me all day though."

Barbara didn't answer with words, instead, she placed a few more kisses, little delicate ones that tickled Maddie, down her hips and closer to her perfectly smooth sex. When Maddie shivered from the stimulation, Barbara's red lips slipped away from her teeth, and she nipped a good one right in the fold of Maddie's leg. The quick intake of breath and the subdued squeak brought a wicked grin to Barbara's face, which she turned up to give her lover a good glance.

"Oh that's so fuckin' hot." Maddie murmured, one hand squeezing her breast already while the other was working its way down to Barbara's copper mane. She grabbed hold and gave a short, sharp tug, which earned her another nip, this one much closer to important things.

Barbara gave another seductive smile and trailed her nimble fingers up along Maddie's entrance, gathering enough of the girl's dew to take her own taste. "Mmm, that's nice. You taste absolutely wonderful Mads."

Goosebumps rippled across Maddie's skin at the seductive compliment, which was followed by more slow strokes. She began quivering in short order at the teasing strokes that Babs was using, her hips and shoulders getting into the motion and making her look all kinds of fidgety. "Are you looking at my clit piercing?" she managed to ask in a slow exhale.

"It's pretty." Barbara whispered before placing the tip of her tongue against Maddie's folds, and giving a few slow licks. "It keeps grabbing my attention, you know, like my nipple rings did for you."

"Go for it, I don't need the romance." Maddie cooed, before taking in a short, sharp breath. "Oh yeah, that's it!" she cried out the moment Barbara's tongue struck her target. The electric storm buzzed across her body in quick pulses. Her body, primed as it was and always ready, began quivering in short order. The soft lips and agile tongue of the Batgirl were magnificent things, and it was all Maddie could do to control herself well enough to enjoy the trip to her destination.

Those pulses couldn't be ignored for long though, with Babs lapping in a controlled pace at Maddie's pierced button, and one agile finger slipping within her, invading her perfectly. "Faster Red! Lick that pussy!"

Which was exactly what she did. Picking up her pace, Barbara doubled down on the girl, lighting up an explosion that turned into a chain reaction in short notice. Maddie's powerful body began shaking uncontrollably after a second, and then a third climax ripped through her, but all bets were off the moment Barbara worked her ring finger within the girl to join her middle. Perfectly intelligent, she knew exactly where to hit, and began stroking at the girl's G-spot, giving a respectable pull against her inner wall as she did.

The sensation of numbness struck Maddie, who was already prone to orgasm blindness, and cut her filthy talk off mid-word, leaving her whimpering for a moment before all hell broke loose in her nervous system. That whimper turned into a sharp cry as she grabbed at the sofa and held tight, her body going from shaking nearly to convulsions as that pure pleasure burned through her in delicious fire.

She didn't know how long she'd been dumbstruck, didn't much care either. It was Barbara who broke the relative silence as Maddie caught her breath. "You did it,"

"I wha?"

"Made you squirt," Barbara replied with an appropriately well-earned smugness.

"Made me cum a bunch too, you're definitely bi, not just playing at it." Maddie exhaled, finally able to really open her eyes and see the world again. "Now come sit on my face, your pussy tastes really good." (She'd kill Ash if she knew that's how I knew this. Girl's just too proud of her girlfriend. – ME)

There was no reason to argue that, and feeling properly rested, Barbara was well in the mood for a little more. Perching over Maddie like she was asked, she carefully lowered herself down over the girl's face, catching her eager blue eyes from between her breasts and grinning at the sight. Maddie didn't miss it, and winked as she flitted her tongue out once Barbara's sex was within reach.

Cooing gave way to a surprised giggle as Maddie grasped her perfectly formed behind and gave a squeeze, kneading the hard-worked and hard-earned muscles she'd developed. Taking an easy pace, Maddie was taking her in, enjoying what her body had to offer. "Mads, this is wonderful," Barbara told her in a pleasure drunk voice even as she grabbed the back of the couch to steady herself.

Maddie murmured her thanks and kept fluttering her tongue across the girl's soaked entrance. Deciding that wasn't enough exploration, she took one hand off of her backside and easily slid a finger within her. Barbara hummed in quiet enjoyment as Maddie's digit began feeling and exploring more properly, the silky smooth skin within her feeling positively perfect.

Instinctively, she began riding Maddie's finger, rocking her hips against it and the girl's experienced tongue. "This is wonderful," she managed to say, her voice beautifully far away. That distant and hazy tone changed quickly however. "Maddie, that's my oooooh!" Barbara said as her eyes flew open wide, the moment Maddie had pressed her now very slick finger into the girl's other entrance.

"Warned you," Was all Maddie said as she let Barbara get used to the sensation, beyond that, she kept her mouth firmly occupied. In the span of what felt like a minute or two, Barbara began riding again, and it had to be instinctive given the way she moaned softly in surprise at herself.

With her free hand, Barbara grasped Maddie's other, which had found its way to her breast. She squeezed it and surrendered to the myriad of sensations, offering a mewling cry as a quiet but beautifully sustained orgasm washed over her. Once it had passed, she breathed through Maddie removing her finger from her bottom, and on wobbly legs, she got off of the girl's face. "Mads, I'm, whew, yeah, good now,"

Maddie licked her lips and turned it into a bitten bottom lip as she turned her head to look at her redheaded lover. "Babs, this has been a dream come true, lay down here with me please,"

Once more, Maddie was talking good sense, so Barbara joined her, curling up into her on the generously sized sofa. "You're putting me on a pedestal or something Mads,"

"Yeah, I am. No good reason not to either. You're a lot of fun in bed, you know that?"

"I suppose I do now," Barbara replied with a small blush. "You're awfully fun yourself. I owe you an apology too, I should mention."

"You didn't expect me to be as tight as I am, did you?"

"No, that's not it, though you are. No, I expected wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am."

Maddie kissed Babrara softly. "When I want to slut, I slut. I don't always want to though. Some people are worth more than that. When I fuck, it's like art, me and Ash had this conversation. Sometimes it's little quick sketches, sometimes it's grand pieces. I wasn't kidding when I said I was attracted to the three of you, for your own reasons, but lust turned to a crush, and crushes become dreams, and fantasies and well, I think you know what I mean. I saw love when you let me watch Ash's recharge, real love, you know? I want that too."

"Mads, this is still recording, are you sure you want to spill all of this? I can edit everything when I splice the video."

"No, please don't. I don't have the balls to say this any other way."

Maddie exhaled as she finished the last line, and hit save. Somewhere, along the way, what had turned into some simple self-insert femmeslash with her and Babs had gotten heavy as hell, but it had gotten cathartic too.

She sat there a minute longer, opened the folder her writing was saved in, and selected her work, her finger hovering over the delete key. "Do I keep it?" she asked herself, watching her finger quiver over the key.

"Fuck it," she muttered, closed the file explorer window, and then closed the clamshell on her laptop. After Drew went to bed later, she was going to sign up on a fiction site, edit her work, and start posting. Maybe, just maybe, somebody would read it, and if one person did, then another one would too, and eventually, someone was going to get off reading it, and even if they never said anything, she'd know, and that's really what mattered.

Wasn't it?

Author's other note: So, this should have come out almost three weeks ago, and I've been dragging my heels on it, and that's bad and I know it. I went with something a little more emotional than I'd planned with this, but it seems like that's what the character wanted. How'd that work for you? Lemme know in a review?