chapter 13

"I don't know how I'm supposed to get to school," Barbara said anxiously, her hands running through her hair as she blow dried it. Dick was standing in the doorway, squinting at her, looking like a hot mess.

"Have Bruce drive you," He said. "I'm sorry, Babs, but I just can't go today." Dick had woken up early that morning with a pounding headache that in turn was making his stomach churn and now she was stuck with her own devices to find her way to school. She did not want a ride from Bruce.

She sighed, glancing at him in the mirror and frowning at him. "I know. Are you sure you'll be okay without me?"

He tried to smile. "I've got Alfred. I'll have him make me some chicken soup or something later, if my stomach settles." Barbara grinned at him as she walked past him from the bathroom, grabbing her bag and checking to make sure all her things were in place.

She walked up to give him a peck on the cheek and as she turned to leave the room she said, "Drink some peppermint tea, it's good for your stomach!" She heard Dick chuckle as she closed the door behind her. She was smiling when she exited the room. That lasted less than three seconds when she ran smack into the hard chest of Bruce, her nose smarting from the impact. She stepped back, touching her face as she grimaced. "What the hell?" She demanded up at him.

"Sorry about that. I was just on my way to —"

"Don't care. I'm in a rush," She said, pushing past him. She heard his exasperated sigh behind her and blatantly ignored it, making her determined way to the staircase. "I'm borrowing a car, okay?" His footsteps followed her and she gritted her teeth. "What?" She demanded. Part of her cringed when she spoke to him that way, but another part resisted the real urge she had… Kissing him wildly. So smarting off it was.

"Why do you need the car?" He asked when she turned around.

"To drive. Why do you care?"

"Well, it is my car," He replied, crossing his arms.

She sighed. "Dick isn't feeling well and I can't ride the bike."

Bruce pounced on the opportunity. "I can drive you."

Barbara forced out a laugh. "Yeah, I don't know if that's such a good idea." Halfway down the steps Bruce jerked her to a halt, turning her towards him and pulling her hair gently but firmly back so she was forced to look into his eyes.

"Why?" He asked in a low, offended voice. "Afraid your will power will fail?"

She scowled at him. "Not even slightly," She hissed.

"Don't act like you don't feel anything. Just because you say you don't want it anymore doesn't mean that it just disappeared. You want me." His voice was a gruff whisper that left her breathless, pushed against his chest, staring into his eyes with her lips slowly beginning to part.

"Of course I feel something," She hissed. "But we both know that this isn't good for us."

Gripping her tighter, he whispered, "And that's the best part." Barbara was breathing hard as he spoke. God, he was beautiful. She wanted nothing more than to have him make love to her right here. No. Not make love. Fuck. Hard, fast and furious. The tension between them was alive like an electric current and Barbara could feel the hairs on the back of her neck standing up. Was he going to kiss her?

"Am I interrupting something?" A new voice said, making both of them look towards the top of the steps. The moment that the duo saw Selina standing at the top of the stairs they broke away and Barbara scowled at him one last time before walking down the stairs with purpose.

"She tripped," Bruce added quickly. "I have to take her to school. I'll see you in a while, Selina. Waters in the tap, food is in the fridge…" He trailed off uncomfortably as Barbara threw open the front door and he knew his window of opportunity was closing. He dashed after her quickly, grabbing his keys and slamming the door after him. "Barbara!"

"Your lover is waiting for you inside, Bruce!" She yelled over her shoulder, walking towards the garage.

"You stubborn bitch!" He growled, his stride growing longer as he chased after her. When he caught up with her, she turned before he could touch her, one finger pointing violently at him, making him flinch.

"Don't," She said in a quiet voice. "Just don't."

"Barbara," He said, reaching for her shoulder.

"Bruce!" She practically screamed, her hands thrown out in a gesture. "Do you not realize how much self control I am having to use to keep myself from clawing out your little kitten's eyes? God! You aren't making this easy on me." When they met eyes again, something inside Bruce snapped. Her eyes were glistening and wet with tears, slightly red and her lip was quivering ever so slightly. He froze in place, not making another move. Finally, he gathered the nerve to speak.

"You don't think I feel the same way about Dick?" He asked.

"You knew what you were getting into when you slept with me," She whispered. "Besides. Dick and I hadn't had sex in a long time before last night." Then she laughed, and while scratching her head, she said, "Not that I owe you an explanation!"

Bruce spoke through his teeth. "I can't stand seeing him touch you. I haven't been able to for a long time running." He could see the surprise in her face, but continued talking. "And yes! I do have some leftover emotions connected to Selina and I don't know why or what I'm going to do about it, but I swear to God, I don't think I have the control to stay away from you." He was towering over her, and her lips parted as she gasped. There was a dangerous, wild look in his eye and the warmth in her groin turned to fire. What was he saying? That… Even if she called it off, he'd…? A mental picture of her denying him, his angry, aroused expression, unable to keep himself from forcing himself upon her, against her will… She swallowed loudly, unable to look away from him, struggling to keep herself from reaching out and touching his perfect skin, the rough, scratchy hair of his stubble on his chin, run her fingers through his hair… If she didn't get out of here now, she never would.

"I have an English test," She whispered, her voice cracking. She flinched at the pathetic sound. Not pathetic, she told herself. Just terribly, irrevocably aroused. Without dropping his gaze from hers, Bruce put the keys in her outstretched hand, letting his fingers graze against her palm before stepping back and watching as she got into the car.

Bruce was practically sprinting to the bathroom. His vision was red, his heart was pounding and his cock… Deliciously painful throbs pulsed through the appendage, making his knees weak. When he got to his bedroom and was able to walk into the connecting bathroom, he shut the door and twisted the shower knob up to the hottest setting and stripped himself quickly.

He was masturbating before he even got in the shower.

Bruce leaned against the shower wall, holding himself upright by propping his body there as his jaw slackened and he pumped his cock with a vicious determination. Every stroke of his cock in his calloused yet somehow smooth palm sent bursts of pleasure up his body, making him go rigid. He was breathing hard, his chest heaving wildly, sweat covering his hairline from the exertion of jerking on his member. Bruce tilted his head back and let the water cascade over his face while he played with himself. He licked his lips, looking over to the shower caddy with a curious expression. Taking a bottle of conditioner, he squirted a generous amount into his palm and then resumed his stroking, but slower and more purposefully this time. He tightened his grip till he was squeezing it tightly and the warmth, wetness and tight grip of his palm reminded him of the addictive feeling of Barbara's cunt around him, the way it felt as he slid in and out of her slick canal. Bruce's balls ached, desperate for release.

His hold faltered as the glass of the shower door opened and Selina stood there, dressed in her pajamas, looking up at him with her bottom lip between her teeth. Trying to compose himself, he stood straighter. "Selina, what the hell," He said, not even bothering to phrase it like a question.

Her expression was almost sad as she rose an eyebrow and said, "Need some help with that?" He couldn't stop himself from nodding. Something in his head told him to stop, not to do this, not to give her this, but he couldn't help himself. Thirst overpowered him and he grabbed her, still fully dressed and pulled her into the shower, into him. The kiss was effortless and natural, perfected over years of practice and days of doing nothing more than rolling beneath the sheets, taking out their lust and sexual tension out on one another. Their tongues wound together, lips locking, teeth grazing. When her hand dropped to grab a hold of his erection, he grunted against her mouth, his hand cupping her bottom through the material of her pajama pants, yanking her closer to him. As if thinking the same thought, they both scrambled to rid her of her clothes, throwing them to the floor of the shower. Bruce grabbed one of her thighs and hiked it up over his hip, slamming her into the tile wall and she moaned lewdly, letting her head roll back against the wall. When he lifted the other leg and angled his cock to slide into her depths, their eyes locked and Bruce let his forehead drop against her hers. They stared into each other as he pushed forward, stretching her walls open around his penis and they both groaned. Selina's fingers tangled in her own hair as she arched her back like the cat she was, letting him bury his rigid cock inside of her as deep as possible.

"Ungh," He grunted loudly, pushing her body up the wall further so he could start pumping in and out. He wasted no time and automatically began a cruel thrusting. Selina's claws sank into the skin of his shoulders as he used her and she watched his face as emotions of pleasure rippled through his features. Bruce felt her eyes on him and he looked up at her, his fingers digging into the skin of her bottom, spreading her pussy open wide for him. She gasped, contracting around him, her arousal doubled by his actions and his eyes boring into hers. "What?" He asked, the beginnings of a smile curling his mouth.

She grinned at him and said, "I really missed getting fucked like this."

His cock swelled inside of her and he forced himself harder and harder inside of her until she finally dropped her hands and started to rub at her own sensitive, swollen clit, her nimble hands manipulating the folds of her sex expertly. When Bruce felt her start to contract over and over around the length of his cock, he grunted, pushing in just a few more times until his own come began to spurt out inside of her, coating the inside of her pussy with his seed. He grunted loudly, slamming in again and again, hard and slow and powerful, holding her still as he forced her body to accept every inch of him and everything he had to give. Words of pleasure escaped his lips but he couldn't identify what they were. He was blinded by the strength of the apex, the summit of his lust.

When he finally slowed inside of her and let one leg drop down to the floor to steady her, he rested his forehead on her shoulder as they caught their breath. She was silent for a moment, her nails still digging into his muscular back. When he was preparing to pull out of her, she said in a very calm, low voice… "Did you just call me… Barb?"

Cliffhanger, I know, I know... I like making you guys squirm. In more ways than one. Heh, heh... Anyways! I wasn't planning on updating today, but I'm in such a terrible mood and updating for some reason always lifts my spirits. I don't know why, but hey, whatever works. I started a new job recently at a coffee shop and now I'm literally running on caffeine and will power and that kind of sucks, not to mention that I'm getting a bit of flaming from some reviewers on another story of mine, but that's an occupational hazard of being a writer, I suppose? But anyway, back to focusing on THIS story, I've got some comments to respond to!

MagnoBlade: Welcome to the reviewer party! :) I'm glad to see you actually took a moment to tell me your thoughts, that's so appreciated! I'm in complete agreement with wishing more people were in this ship. It's a wonderful romance or even just erotica and it seems a lot of people are bothered about Barbara not being with Dick and don't give it a chance, which sucks. Anywho, thank you so much for your review, it made me so happy, especially because you usually don't do that. Hope to hear from you again. :)

Grover: Thank you so much! I sometimes worry when I'm writing really angry/angsty scenes between them that I won't get their dialouge right. Honestly, I cuss like a sailor and usually I go that way with my own characters, so I try to keep it a little more tame with them because I honestly don't really see them being the kind of people that are like SHIT FUCK BITCH CUNT FUCKKK. Ya know? Plus, even if I DID get a book deal (which, if that EVER happens, it'll be in like thirty years probably) I'd still get on here and fangirl with you guys about it. I love you all too much to let go! And oh gosh, no, if I said that, it was totally a misunderstanding. I've got a lot in store for this. :D

WonderBabe: Great question! I'm the kind of person that lets you guys decide who is who. So feel free to imagine them any way you want. You don't even need to see Bruce as Christian Bale if you prefer another version of him. The way I imagine Babs is kind of a mix between the BTAS version (just more realistic and not cartoony, so like, BTAS in real life) and a bit of my own imagination. With Dick it's the same thing. I always have thought he was really cute in the BTAS series with his black hair and cute voice and everything. Also, I imagine this Selina as the one from Arkham City, which I'm sure you guys have picked up on, referencing her costume and such. I love Anne Hathaway, but I don't think her as Catwoman fits as well into this as Arkham City Selina.

RED: I've thought about that, too... I'm not completely sure if they will find out, just because I know that realistically, Batman and Jim's relationship would be destroyed by that, and I don't think I can let that happen!

Guest: I agree, I mean not with the phenomenal part, but about how they are the most amazing characters and they deserve something amazing! Thank you though! :D I'm so happy you like it.

deadpool: Marry me.

Keep it easy, guys. I'll talk to you in a few days time!

- Chokes