Grimmy: Woot! Woot! Two updates in one day.

Wally/Dick Six. Prompt: school girl outfit

Time had definitely been kind to Batman's protege. Kind indeed. Had he not known it was Robin he was on a mission with, Kid Flash would have been completely convinced that his cosplaying partner was an adorable school girl, with strong shapely legs, that was just asking to be charmed off 'her' feet. Kid grinned at Robin, not quite able to keep his hands to himself. He'd groped the dark haired teen several times but quickly decided that he rather enjoyed touching him. Making his cheeks heat up. Making him squirm.

"Hey beautiful, come here often?" he whispered against the shell of Robin's ear.

The redhead wrapped an arm loosely around Robin's waist, seemingly innocent. At least until his fingertips started to wiggle against the hem of the short skirt. There was that blush again. Robin elbowed him, lightly, in the stomach in an attempt to get him to stop.

"Cut it out! Were on a-" Robin sucked in a deep breath as his hips arched forward against the hand loosely wrapped around his cock impulsively. His voice shook when he'd finally regained the ability to talk. "Would it kill you to quit fooling around for one minute?"

Kid Flash arched an eyebrow before grinning and pulling his hand out of Robin's skirt. And naturally the Boy Wonder looked relieved. A little shaken, but definitely relieved. At least until Wally practically spun him off his feet in an attempt to grind the tent in his slacks against the steadily rising one under Robin's skirt. He gasped.

"Yes, it would."

Roy/Arty Seven. Prompt: He looked down at her face, as if seeing her for the first time. "Please, please don't leave me," he whispered, "I love you..."

She'd never been good with commitment. That was probably why she liked Roy so much. Between them it was strictly sex and the occasional cuddle session with a box of chocolates and a bowl full of ice cream. Being raised by a guy like Ollie... She wasn't surprised that it was so easy for them to get on the same page about their beneficial relationship. She'd thought they were on the same page anyways.

That night he was completely different. He wasn't rough with her body. He didn't leave those deliciously painful grip marks on her thighs, although he did leave a few hickeys between them. He did, however, tease her. And while she liked the slow, rough caresses, soft kisses, and needy murmurs she noticed that he kept shooting her looks. It was almost as if she was someone completely new. As if he was seeing her for the first time and he never wanted to let go.

The heat pooling in her stomach could not entirely be credited to her currently screwy hormones.

She tilted her head back and let out a raspy moan as he slowly slid himself into her. This wasn't fucking anymore... She throbbed around him, whimpering when he leaned forward to pant softly against her ear. Fuck. Why couldn't he just start moving already? She arched her hips up in a desperate attempt to start a rhythm but his next words made her blood run cold.

"Don't... Please don't leave-" A soft groan and a shallow thrust. "Don't leave me." Deeper. Oh God. Deeper. Please... His husky voice had dropped down to a low whisper as he nipped at her earlobe. "I love you..."

Artemis felt guilty for leaving before he woke the next morning and she wasn't sure if she'd be coming back...

Wally/Artemis/Dick Eight. Prompt: None.

Artemis had never really seen the appeal to two boys making out. It had always been one of those things that she really didn't care for. That is to say she didn't care up until now. It was a little bit more than distracting when she had to admittedly attractive boys making out right on top of her. Well not on top exactly. Robin had found his way between her legs, pinning her in place by placing an arm on each side of her body. And Wally.. Well she was the one sitting in his lap. The redhead was leaning back on his elbows while Robin pressed down against her in his attempt to make out with Wally.

Though it was way past attempting. Artemis shifted uncomfortably. She didn't really mind Wally pressing against her back, it happened to often for her not to be used to it. But having Robin press against her thigh, she was tempted to just say he was afraid of brushing against anything feminine hence why he was twisted on his side, was just odd. His hip dug down against her still clothed aching core and whenever he shifted she had to resist the urge to moan.

The two boy's parted lips, finally, with a soft pop. She wished she was just as relaxed as Wally was. He was the perfect picture of content. Meanwhile she and Robin were looking around awkwardly. She huffed and finally leaned forward, lightly kissing the dark haired teen's swollen lips. He responded with a soft groan and she had to wonder how much of that was actually because of her. Wally laughed softly. Now they were getting somewhere.

Wally/Damian Nine Prompt: "The way he licked chocolate off of his fingers was damn near illegal."

The way he licked that chocolate chocolate off his fingers had to be damn near illegal. Wally blinked slowly, a nearly inaudible groan tumbling out of his still gaping mouth, not wanting to miss a single bit of this. He hadn't expected the moody teenager to enjoy it so much. Oh... It was getting everywhere. Even when he was doing something that was seemingly innocent, Wally's mind was the naughty one in this situation, he still managed to look like a little shitbag.

"Uh... Dami," he was glared at for using that nickname again, "there's a little on your..." Wally swallowed and leaned in, pressing his tongue against Damian's slightly puffy cheek.

When was chocolate soooo awesome?

When he was licking it off of Damian apparently. The dark haired boy's eyes widened and Wally could just make out the lightest of blushes as he tensed. Wally smirked, realizing that he wasn't the only one rattled here. He nipped lightly at Damian's jawline, sucking lightly on his skin whenever he felt sticky, smeared chocolate beneath his lips.

"W-what are you doing?"

His attempt at sounding tough failed. Especially when Wally sucked the his earlobe between his teeth and bit down lightly.

Roy/Arty Ten. Prompts: Weapons, Las Vegas, kinky

This would be the last time he came to Las Vegas anywhere near summertime. It was just so damn hot and intense heat made him do stupid things. Stupid things like pin Green Arrow's 'niece' up against a brick wall by her crotch, with his knee. He totally didn't blame her for whipping out that pocket knife, flipping it open, and pressing it against his neck. But it was hot. And he was stupid.

"That's a little too kinky for my tastes blondie. You wanna remove it?"

"Soon as you remove your-" She moaned.

He shifted his knee again, rubbing up against her in a way that would probably give a nun a heart attack. Unfortunately he didn't get another moan. She'd quickly caught herself, biting into her bottom lip as her blue eyes narrowed. She wasn't fooling anyone. He was pretty damn sure that the pink tint on her cheeks had nothing to do with the hot, dry air.

Roy grinned at her, running a hand through his short red hair as his eyes flickered up and down her body. She may as well started riding his shin, it wasn't like her feet reached the ground. He pushed his knee up farther, wincing when she applied pressure to the knife at his throat. Not quite breaking skin. Damn close though. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

He jerked his knee back, grinning even harder when she let out a shaky whimper. Her legs trembled slightly as she stood up. Stupid. So stupid. Though from that kiss she'd just initiated. Perhaps... Hmm... Vegas wasn't that bad.

Wally/Arty Eleven. Prompts: Alcohol, Tongues

It was common knowledge that she wasn't the happiest drunk around. In fact, she was down right insufferable. Bitchy, loud, and whiny. Naturally, Wally avoided her whenever she got like that. He felt a lot more comfortable watching over her from afar. He could happily say that before she became a major tease. He wasn't sure if she'd seen him or not but...

Crap Artemis.

She was panting, leaning back against the wall in an attempt to catch her breath once again. He watched her poke her tongue out slightly and roll it completely around her lightly glossed lips. Wally wasn't a peeping Tom or anything. He repeatedly told himself he was only watching to make sure she didn't get hurt or wind up in an alley, pantsless. But it was getting hard to focus on his innocent goal.

Especially when she pushed a hand into her pants. Between her thighs. He could see the outline of her fingers arching, curling, stroking and the way she tossed her head back... Crap! He swallowed the lump in his throat, deciding that he could redeem himself by focusing on the dusky pink color that had settled on her cheeks. Not on the way her nipples jutted out against her soft cotton t-shirt.

"W-Wally!"

Crap! Don't say that! He bit down hard into his bottom lip and squirmed. There was nothing he wanted more than to be able to go in there and- No, no, no. She was drunk. But her head twisted and her blue eyes focused in his direction. Sure, there was a cracked door between them but he had a feeling that she was definitely staring him down as she touched herself.

Grimmy: Not gonna lie. That Roy/Arty one with the I love you moment did make me a little teary eyed. Anyways, send in your prompts/pairings or whatever. :) And I hope you all enjoyed~