chapter 11

"— and that's the whole story," Selina said to Bruce as he pulled the string through her skin, sliding it down the thread to pull the knife wound together tightly. He didn't look up at her as she spoke, just focused on the task at hand. They were sitting on his bed. Selina had her jumpsuit pulled to the side so he could stitch her up and Bruce resisted the temptation of glancing just a few inches in and seeing the almost full orb of her breast. His teeth grinded angrily in his mouth. "You're angry with me," She whispered.

"What gave it away?" He asked sarcastically. Bruce reached for the scissors but stopped when he felt Selina's fingers grazing the back of his neck.

"I didn't mean to lie," She told him. "I didn't want to. I just knew you'd never let me do it, and then we'd all be done." Her voice was soft and sincere, but Bruce tried his best not to let her charm him into submission. She always knew how to win him over. He wanted to hold onto this anger for a little longer. Her graceful fingers slid up his scalp into his messy brown hair and he closed his eyes to collect himself.

"You didn't mean to lie," He finally said, grabbing the scissors. "But you did." He pulled back from her quickly and snipped the thread, putting the bloody needle, extra string and scissors down on the night stand.

"What else was I supposed to do?" She asked defensively, propped herself back on her hands as she watched him walk around the room. He went into the bathroom to splash some water on his face and stare at his reflection with disdain before Selina was in doorway, pouting at him. "I'm sorry, Bruce."

He gave her a cross look as he wiped his face off on a hand towel. "If you're going to be stealing again, I can't have you staying here, Selina. You know that." She frowned, pushing herself up against the doorframe as he walked past her towards the other side of the room. Bruce rolled his eyes when he felt her approaching him from behind.

Her hands wrapped around his biceps as he zipped up the first aid kit. Bruce ignored her advances, planning on kicking her out of his room for the night, but when her hands slid down to his chest, rising up his shirt and stroking his abdominals, he exhaled softly. She stopped speaking and just let her head rest against his back, her cheek pressing into the cotton material of his shirt. After a few minutes of that, idly stroking his skin, pressing soft kisses down his back… She finally let her fingers drift downwards, through the soft hair of his happy trail and down to the waistline of his sweats. She felt the beginnings of a hard on and let her manicured nails trail down the sensitive shaft of it through the material of his pants, making him tense against her body. Bruce hissed at the feeling, his heart beating quicker as he felt the tickling, teasing feeling that tortured his cock. You're not supposed to fuck her tonight, Bruce, He told himself. His head rolled slightly back in pleasure and didn't resist when her palm slid down inside his pants and grasped his cock in her fist, tightening her hand around it and pumping it gently, tugging on it as the other hand traced the planes of his stomach and chest, teasing his naval and up to his nipples, stroking them and making his mouth part. The pleasure was strong and raw and he let her masturbate his penis without speaking another word to each other. This is okay… She's not getting off. Just you. That's fine, right? He waged an inner battle with himself that only resulted in arousing him further. He didn't know what was going on with him. Confusion, anger, jealousy… All these feelings seemed to be coupled with lust these days. Was this the way Barbara felt, too? At the thought of her name, the picture of her dropping to her knees and sucking his cock into her mouth flashed before his eyes and suddenly his member was at full mass.

Selina exhaled loudly and he found it slightly ironic how turned on she was by the fact that he was turned on by Barbara. Of course, she didn't know that, but… God, is this how Barbara felt all the time? He could understand why it was so infuriating. Bruce didn't truly understand it yet. As jealous and irritated as he was by her and Dick being together, he didn't feel as passionately about it simply because he knew that her and Dick were hardly ever sexually active. With Barbara? She knew him and Selina were having sex. Why was that so… delicious? Something about the messed up love triangle that was going on here was absolutely addictive. The more he thought about the entire situation, the more his orgasm seemed to build. The heat filled his stomach, pouring through his veins like alcohol, making him dizzy with arousal. The climax was on it's way, and he knew it would hit him hard. To hurry the process along, he made himself remember Barbara, lying naked before him, her legs spread and waiting, pink lips wet and ready… It was upon him instantly and warm jets of his semen shot out into his pants, making him grunt and grab onto the table with an iron grip. As he white knuckled the wood, Selina's hand continued to milk his cock for all he was worth, getting out every last drop of his come. He heard her breathing behind him, just as ragged as his. His softening cock twitched in her hand. She only released it once she was sure he was finished and then pulled away, turning him around by the shoulders. Bruce was breathing hard still, sweat covering his forehead, but he didn't refuse her kiss, letting her lips capture his sweetly, sensually. The kiss lingered for a few delicious seconds and his eyes started to flutter open. Once his vision was focused, he happened to look towards his left and his eyes landed on the door. He hadn't realized that it had been open, just a crack, but still enough. There, through the small slit of space, he saw the frozen shape of Barbara, her lips pressed tightly together in a grim line, fists clenched. Bruce pulled away from the kiss with Selina but didn't chase after her and Barbara immediately disappeared down the hallway, making an angry ache flare in his chest. Goddammit, He thought bitterly. Now you have to go clean this up.

Selina looked at him with a confused expression. "What?" She asked quietly, her hands sliding up his chest.

"I need some time alone," He told her, not meeting her eyes.

"Excuse me?"

He finally looked down at her, taking her wrists in one hand and lowering them to her sides. "I just need some space, Selina. Please." She narrowed her eyes but finally nodded.

"You know where to find me," She said dryly, grabbing her cowl and whip and leaving the room with a tight lipped grimace. Bruce groaned when she slammed the door behind her, burying his face in his hands.

"Now what, Bruce?" He demanded of himself. With a groan, he threw himself onto the mattress and stared up at the ceiling. It was all sex. Why was it so important? Why did it matter who slept with who, really? Why would Barbara even need to be jealous? Was she still in love with Dick? He was completely certain that he didn't know anything anymore. The funny truth was that he knew that even though sex really was not that important, he wouldn't be able to give up this affair with Barbara. She was… Perfect. He'd never had such passionate, intense sex. It wasn't even just sex, there was something more to it than that. With Selina, it was pleasurable and he had remaining feelings for her… They had such a past. With Barbara, though… He rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands angrily. With Barbara, things were different. It was more than sex. He just didn't know how and he didn't know why. The irritating feeling of his cooling semen on his thigh and cock was suddenly very pertinent and he quickly stripped himself of his clothes, changing into something clean and dry before wiping the sweat from his forehead and booking it out of his room. He had some damage to control.

"Did he leave the door open on purpose?" She growled to herself as she stormed down the hallway, her boots loudly echoing through the mansion's hallways. "Was he just trying to make me jealous?" Fuck that. Barbara didn't think she'd ever felt this level of rage before. The next thought running through her head was completely and utterly illogical.

Reasonable Barbara never would have done this.

Furious, horny, and envious Barbara really just did not care.

She blinked wildly to clear her vision as she changed directions, heading straight to her boyfriend's room. She licked her bottom lip as she walked. Without bothering to knock, she threw open the door to Dick's bedroom and slammed it closed again. Dick came out of the bathroom with wide eyes, his hair wet and messy, a towel around his waist. "Babs?" He asked, worried.

Chest heaving, lips together with anxiety, she yanked off her gloves, dropped her cowl and started to kick off her boots. "Dick," She said patiently. "I want you to do me a favor."

"Yeah, okay?" He asked, watching her display with confusion etched into his face.

"Don't say anything, don't ask me any questions, just… Take off the towel," She breathed, unclasping her belt and dropping it to the floor. She reached behind her to unzip her costume, approaching him without any hesitation, making him almost laugh with perplexity.

"Barbara, wait," He began but she cut him off by kissing him hard on the mouth, standing up on her toes. Her fingers grasped at the material of his towel and he stepped back, making her exhale loudly.

"Dick," She said, almost pleading.

"Babs!" He said. "Hey," He said quietly, taking her by the shoulders. "What's going on?"

She was breathing hard, looking around anxiously, her cheeks warm and pink. "I just… I just really want you."

He smiled down at her, pulling her in close by the hips. "We don't have to… Attack each other. We can take as long as we want," He said, his voice getting lower as he spoke. She nodded, looking up at him from under her lashes. She exhaled slowly as he tapped her under the chin. As she rose her head up, he kissed her again, still passionately, but slow and sensual, moving her lips with his, his tongue touching hers gently. His fingers held her hips tightly again and she grabbed him by the arms, trying to get closer. He was so… Sweet and gentle, touching her so sweetly, driving her insane. There was a heat in her core that was making her go mad and his teasing little strokes and kisses weren't helping. All she really wanted was for Dick to throw her down and pound her into the mattress. Finally, his hands reached around further to finish unzipping her outfit. When it was free, he let it slip down her shoulders, baring her breasts to him. They pushed against his bare chest and he exhaled loudly against her, his erection pressing into her hip.

"Dick," She whispered into his ear, her lips touching his earlobe. "I want you inside me," She breathed. His cock seemed to jump against her, not used to her bold words when they made love. She was always so passive, so content in the bedroom but things had changed. Dick anxiously pulled her costume down her fit thighs, dropping to his knees in front of her as he pulled it off her feet. Once it was off, he straightened, his face level with her stomach. He rested his forehead on her stomach, breathing in her scent. His lips kissed from her belly button down to her shaved, smooth mound until he reached the pink lips that guarded her clit. He kissed around it desperately until finally his tongue pressed against it until he felt her jump, and knew he'd found his target. She let her legs slip apart and her fingers tangle in his hair and he lowered his head, lapping at her wet lips. Barbara gasped, rubbing her crotch against his mouth, letting her clit grind on his tongue and lips.

He sucked her hooded clit into his mouth, moving his tongue around her lips to tease it, making her tense and shake in pleasure. Barbara's breast rose and fell quickly, her breath seeming to never be enough. Even though Dick couldn't compare to Bruce in bed… He always had given really good head. "Come on. Let's get on the bed," She gasped. Dick lifted his head and licked his glistening lips. He stood up, pulling her towards the bed. Before he could lay her down, she twisted around him until she could push him backwards and let him rest on his back, watching her as she crawled over him. His eyes were wide and surprised, watching as she threw the towel from his body and revealed his swollen erection. "I want to try something…. A little different tonight." She licked her own lip and then gnawed on it as she straddled him and lowered herself down without any hesitation, feeling his head rub against her soaked cunt. Both of them moaned and Dick let his head fall back on his pillow. Barbara wasted no time and forced herself down on his lap, burying him to the hilt inside of her. He groaned again and Barbara whimpered loudly. As one hand pushed her hair behind her head, the other rested on his chest as she started to bounce on him. The feeling of his cock inside of her ignited all of the nerves inside of her cunt and she humped him faster, desperate to get them both to a fast, hard orgasm.

"Jesus, Barbara," He grunted, grabbing her hips, watching as her breasts bounced with the momentum. Her lips parted in lust and she threw her head back, riding him in earnest, her only goal to come and come hard. Dick started to thrust up into her in time with her down motions, making it force into her harder, only resulting in more pleasure for both of them. That's it, she thought through a moan. Hard…

"Oh, my god," She moaned, rising and falling on his cock, impaling herself on him over and over again. His hands slid up her back and in one fluid motion he had her on her back and he was on top, his hips quickly moving in and out of her pussy. She let one leg go over his shoulder, the other open wide so he could get in as deep as possible. Dick stared into her eyes with a look of raw need and absolute confusion and she wanted to laugh at the absurdity of the setting. "Deeper," She moaned finally, her fingers clawing into the sheets. Dick gritted his teeth, bracing himself on his elbows and started to thrust wildly, pistoning into her and trying to give her the satisfaction she craved. Every thrust felt good, but not good enough and it was driving her crazy. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to get off like this, she dropped a hand between her legs and started to grind her fingers against her clitoris as hard as she could. When Dick saw, his jaw dropped and his cock jerked inside of her. Barbara was able to bring herself to her orgasm almost immediately and she tensed, making needy little grunts as her cunt squeezed him. Her orgasm set him off and Dick gasped loudly, jerking himself out of her sex. Thick come spurted from his cock and covered her stomach and chest and Dick's eyes closed quickly, his head thrown back, lips parted, face flushed. He collapsed on top of her finally, her leg sliding from his shoulder and he laid there, between her legs as they caught their breath.

"Thank you," She finally whispered. Dick kissed her neck over and over again and she eventually couldn't sit there any longer. The heat and stickiness of their bodies was almost suffocating and she shifted, cueing him to scoot over. Naked and covered in semen, Barbara walked into the bathroom and cranked on the hot water of the shower, trying her best to avoid looking at herself in the mirror.

I loved writing this chapter so much! Sorry to all of you anti Dick/Babs people, (I'm one of you, I swear!) but it had to be done! And it was kind of hot, you have to admit... But my favorite part was Bruce's handjob from Selina. What about you guys, what did you like about this smut infused chapter? Anyway, I hope you guys are having an awesome day! I know I am. I'm going to get my learner's permit today, I'm starting my new job at an adorable coffee shop tomorrow, and I'm seeing Linkin Park in four days. No ones in a better mood than I am! You guys are the best, I hope you know that!

Now, for the part we have all been waiting for...

Guest (1): Dude, I'm in agreement with you so much. I love Bruce/Babs smut, but the ultimate best part is how absolutely, completely wrong it is. I can't handle it! *drools*

RED: My darling, you have no idea what I've got up my sleeve... I just finished writing chapter 14 yesterday and there is so much new exciting stuff involving wonderful smut, intense fighting, lots of Crane, betrayal, and all those wonderful aspects that we all are desperately craving.

StonedMira: I'm sorry the last one was so short and not as exciting, but hopefully this chapter makes up for it! ;)

FANCYFANCY: I haven't! But if it's anything like that, then I'd love to check it out. :D Thank you for the suggestion!

Anonymous: Speechless. I. Love. It. I need to write this! If I end up doing it, then I'll most definitely give you all the credit in the world. Of course, it gets pretty difficult writing multiple stories at once, so it'll probably be once I'm done with this one!

WizardBDSM: Believe me, until a few days ago, even I didn't know what her scheme was. Now, I've got the whole thing pieced together and I'm so excited to write it!

deadpool: Gentlemen shmentlemen. I think it's pretty obvious nobody here wants one! Besides, I like your begging, so don't stop. :D I hope you love this chapter, darling! Can't wait to read your next review, I always anxiously await to see what you have to say!

Guest (2): Ah, thank you so much! That makes me so happy! And, hey, what can I say, I love to tease! It's fun to keep you guys on your toes. I feel powerful... Muahaha. This chapter should hopefully make up for the short, teasing, torturing last chapter!

Guest (3): Thank you so fucking much, oh my lord. When you guys get into my stories, literally nothing makes me happier. I can't stop smiling. I love throwing in little plot twists or even keeping you away from smut for a little bit, just because. ;)

rocket: Loved this comment, seriously! My goal is to ingrain this story into your brains until I slowly take over... Kidding, sort of, not really... But truly, dear, I love to hear that I'm intriguing you! Bruce, you silly little Bat, you're fucking Barbara Fucking Gordon, what are you doing?!

Guest (4): Oh gosh, hm. I remember writing my first smut story, and I remember sucking so bad. I think the biggest thing is just actually knowing what you're talking about. I've noticed in a lot of stories that the people that write them have obviously never been sexually active, and it's painfully obvious. As long as you make sure that it's realistic and that the sex actually is a bit more than 2 dimensional, you're good! I hope I helped, a little. Another thing is just read a lot of erotica. It helps a lot! Hopefully you'll publish it one day and I can check it out? :)

ZONA: Is Selina even Selina if she isn't plotting something devious? That hurts my head to think about...

Guest (5): OH MY GOD. I LOVE IT. The Choke On You Train. Can't handle it. :D Thank you soooo much!

GROVER: Thank you so damn much. That made me so happy. Believe me, I understand. I'm not a HUGE fan of the New 52. I like some of it, but it just isn't the same, ya know? I'm really not that confident in my writing, though, but fortunately you guys are so supportive that it really encourages me to keep it up. I love writing more than... Well, anything. (Except for Batman and sex, and maybe Law and Order.)

Winnie: Ahh this made me smile so big! :) I love writing Barbara, she's such a great, interesting, complex character who can be depicted with so many different sides, and I like to bring out all of them! Whether it's Joker's little sex addict or a strong, independent, go getter as a heroine!

WonderBabe: Team Babs, all the way! I love you too, man. :) I hope this chapter was pleasing, what with the THAT stuff. I can't wait to update again!

Love you guys! Until next time!

- Chokes

(Chokes on you Train... Toot Toot.)