chapter 21

Selina retired to her bedroom as soon as they got back to the house, leaving Bruce and Barbara to their own devices. He threw his cowl down on the workbench and rubbed at his eyes. Barbara was just as exhausted as him and knew how he was feeling. Despondent, useless, worn out. "Bruce," She breathed, touching his shoulder lightly. "Let's go to bed." He looked somewhat surprised that she phrased it like that, but then decided that of course she would spend the night with him. He took her hand and let her pull him to his bedroom. She stripped herself of her costume as he did the same until eventually they both were in nothing more than their underwear. She shivered slightly as she crawled into bed and he frowned, pulling a thick sweatshirt from his closet and handing it to her, stroking her red hair away from her eyes. She smiled up at him lazily, too tired to form a real smile. She pulled it on and buried her face in it, breathing in loudly, unashamed to greedily indulge in his scent. He flicked off the lamp and crawled into bed on her otherside, curling around her body, one arm over her stomach and holding her close.

She kissed his knuckles, her fingers twining with his hand and stroking his skin with her thumb. Her eyes shone in the moonlight that came through the windows and she blinked up at him with a small smile, coaxing him to stroke his thumb across her lips. She breathed out against his finger, her eyes closing for a moment before rolling to the side, pulling him in and kissing him softly. It started off gentle, sweet, their lips moving here and there together, the occasional playful flick of a tongue. Barbara let her leg slide between his and as her thigh brushed up against his, he felt his cock twitch slightly in response. He sighed loudly, his fingers curling in her hair, kissing her harder, adding more urgency to the kiss. Bruce rolled onto his back and she crawled on top of him, straddling his lap, her panty covered pussy sliding teasingly across the hard length in his boxers. He held her by the hips and slowly started pulling her into him, sliding her back and forth until she began to grind on him with no encouragement needed. "Oh, Babs," He moaned when she kissed his neck, sucking the warm skin into her mouth, sure to leave a hickey. "Don't tease me, sweetheart."

She smiled against him before whispering, "As you wish." And then she was sliding down his body, settling herself between his legs and he propped himself up on an elbow to watch her.

"That wasn't exactly what I meant," He said, at the loss of contact with a small laugh. But then she reached up and her dainty hand stroked his cock through the thin material of his underwear and he exhaled loudly, his hips thrusting up into her palm. She kissed his chest through the pseudo-hand job, leaving tiny little pecks on his nipples before cupping them in her wet mouth, letting each one slide out through her teeth one at a time. She felt a small drop of wetness at the top of his cock, sticking to his boxers and sighed, shivering. Bruce licked his lips as she pulled down those pesky boxers, freeing his cock and it stood up straight towards the ceiling, hard and ready for her. She felt her own pussy growing wet at the sight, the milky white drop of precome already sliding down the shaft. She leaned in and swiped it up with her tongue, moaning at the delicious taste, the taste that was purely Bruce. His breaths were coming faster now, through his teeth and he had to control himself from bucking up into her pretty little mouth at that very second. She looked up at him through her lashes and smiled a sly smile that had his cock aching in her fist and she finally relented, licking all the way from his balls to the tip, swirling her long, wet tongue around the head until he was shaking. His hand fisted in her red hair, resting there as she played with him. She met his eyes before letting her head slide down on his length and the warm sheath of her mouth massaged him at an addictive pace, making him grunt and hiss as she moved back and forth.

And then she hollowed in her cheeks. Tight.

He grunted loudly, clawing at her hair, making her scalp ache in the most delicious way possible and she started to bob her head up and down on his cock, taking him all the way into her throat and then all the way back out over and over again. He watched with lidded eyes and an open mouth, the sight of his cock disappearing into her throat making him hornier than he'd ever been before. "My god, Barbara," He moaned. "Suck it, baby…" She sucked her cheeks in tight again, grinning around his cock when she felt him twitch inside of her. Her hands grasped his thighs tightly and she pushed her head down all the way, gagging slightly as the head of his penis touched the back of her throat. Her back arched up like a cat in response and her eyes bulged, but she took him down further until he was buried in her mouth till the hilt. She wasn't able to breathe, his cock blocking her airways, so she focused all her attentions on the taste of him, ignoring the suffocating feeling of having her mouth full of his dick. She looked up at him and he exhaled hard and suddenly his hand in her hair was a harsh grip and he was pumping her back and forth hard on him. Babs moaned loudly, gasping on every backstroke through her nose, but continued to suck, dedicated and devoted as he used her mouth and throat to masturbate himself. He stared deep into her eyes as he pushed and pulled her on him and the eye contact made her pussy wet, soaking through the material of her panties. Suddenly the sweatshirt was stifling hot and she was desperate to get it off, but didn't want to waste even a second of tasting him.

"Mmmm…" She moaned loudly around him and the vibrations shot like electricity up his spine and another drop of salty precome dripped onto her tongue, making her eyelids flutter in bliss.

"Come here," He suddenly gasped, lifting her face up off his cock. She was breathing hard, spit hanging from her chin and he licked it from her mouth, kissing her hard before yanking her body up and around until she was straddling his face, a few inches above him. She gasped, loud and hard when he yanked her underwear down to her knees and she wrestled her legs out of them moments before he grabbed her hips and pulled her pussy down onto his mouth. She moaned when she felt his tongue digging itself deep inside of her and he wasted no time to begin feasting on her wet flesh. He ate her out like a hungry dog, complete with groans and moans as she contracted around him and her juices soaked his face. It took Barbara a minute to come to terms with what was happening and then her eyes landed once again on the straining, wet flesh of his cock. She hungrily leaned down and took it into her mouth again, resuming her ministrations, sucking and fucking him with her lips and tongue until he was bucking up into her. Her own hips were mashing down on his face, smothering him with her cunt, and he loved every second of it, instead of fighting her, he grabbed her and pulled her down on him harder, content with being suffocated by the aphrodisiac that was her aroma.

She was a moaning, blubbering mess, her fingers clawing at his skin as her orgasm approached and she was unable to concentrate on sucking his cock once his tongue hit her clit. He stroked it over and over, hard and fast little flicks and the rumbling sensation she felt in her belly coupled with the roaring in her ears was proof enough that she was about to come for him. When his lips circled it and sucked in hard, she erupted, her fluids spilling out and drenching his mouth and he drunk them up like he was dying of thirst. Her pussy contracted violently over and over and she moaned loudly around his cock, her lips tightening around it in pleasure. When she finished, she lay limp against him, taking her head from his lap to pull in much needed breaths. She felt herself being pushed over after a minute and then his hands were on her once more, pushing her towards the front of the bed and she let her body be maneuvered by him. He pulled her hips up into the air and her face laid in the pillows. When she felt his cock probing at her pussy, she thrust back against him and the tip of his head slid in easily, the slickness of her entrance providing easy access.

He slid in quickly and started a brutal, fast pounding, knowing she was ready and that she could take it. "Uh… Fuck, Babs… You feel so good…"

"Harder," She moaned into the pillows, breathing in the smell of him. "Bruce, harder!" He gritted his teeth and held her hip firmer, his other hand sliding down her body to slither under the thick jacket and find her nipple. He pinched it roughly as he fucked her and she moaned, her ass thrusting back against him.

"Is that hard enough?" He growled in her ear through her hair and her responding whimper would've made any man weak in the knees. The fingers pinching and pulling on her swollen nipple once again slid up her belly to find her sensitive, engorged clit and he started rubbing it furiously and she gritted her teeth, writhing from the violent feeling. He wasn't being rough, but she was so sensitive that it hurt, hurt terribly bad but also felt so good and soon, though she was screaming and whining, a delicious orgasm ruptured through her, following the first and she soaked his cock, making him grunt. Thick, hot come filled her insides, mixing in with her own fluids and Bruce pounded in two more hard times, emptying himself completely inside of her. He rolled them over onto their sides, not sliding out of her, enjoying the feeling of her sporadic contractions around his limp cock.

"Oh… Bruce," She breathed out quietly, sweaty and gasping. He buried his face in her hair and kissed her neck sweetly, too tired to reply. It only took them minutes to fall asleep, soothed by the heat of their bodies intertwined, the sound of their breath and the feeling of him still being buried deep inside of her.

"Get up, we have work to do," Selina's bitter voice said loudly. Barbara groaned, rolling her face into the pillow at the same second that she was smacked in the face with something. She growled and grabbed at whatever it was, seeing that it was her Batgirl outfit. Bruce was sitting up on the other side of the bed, still covered by the blankets, rubbing at his eyes.

"What time is it?" He groaned.

"Eight thirty. Alfred has breakfast downstairs and I've already made coffee." The irritated, angry tone of voice made it clear that she was very unenthused about Barbara and Bruce being in bed together this morning, and Barbara felt slightly smug at that, though terribly irritated for the eruption. She wondered if Bruce had still been inside of her when Selina came in, and if she realized that. Barbara smirked to herself after Selina closed the door on her way out and she stood up, stretching her arms into the air and groaning when she heard the satisfying click as her back popped.

"Do I have time to take a shower?" Barbara asked Bruce as he grabbed a new pair of boxers and started to slip them on as he walked to the bathroom. She smiled to herself as she watched his flaccid cock swinging with the steps.

"Sure, just don't dilly dally," He said, splashing some water on his face from the sink. She waved her hand dismissively as she cranked on the hot water. She turned around to say something, but instead was caught in a kiss, her lips touching his firmly. He pulled away after only a minute. "I'll be downstairs. And I'll get you some coffee."

"Thank you," She whispered, smiling up at him. Bruce smiled sweetly down at her before leaving the room, grabbing a pair of sweatpants and yanking them on before going downstairs. It smelled like coffee and eggs and his stomach growled loudly in response. Selina was already at the island, poking at her eggs and hashbrowns, an empty cup of coffee beside her plate. She was already dressed in her Catwoman outfit, the cowl and whip sitting beside her on the counter. Bruce dragged out the chair beside her and sat down heavily, smiling at Alfred as he slid a plate over complete with sunny side up eggs, a heaping pile of hash browns, two pieces of bacon and followed by his favorite mug filled with black coffee.

"Morning, sir," Alfred said in his thick British accent.

"Morning, Alfred," He said. "Selina."

She grinned at him bitterly. "Bruce."

In a low voice, he said, "Don't be snarky. You chose to walk in, knowing what you'd see." She humphed loudly and he sighed, taking a big bite of eggs. The stress and anxiety caused by the high running tension in the house was slowly fading to a numbness and complete disinterest. He didn't have time to worry about these things, worry about whose feelings he was hurting. He was just as much Batman as Bruce Wayne, maybe more, and Batman had bigger priorities. Minutes later, his phone loudly rang and he grabbed it, checking the caller ID before answering. "Lucius," He greeted. "Please have good news." He stood, pushing his empty plate back and nodding at Alfred. He walked a few feet away, scratching his neck as Lucius spoke.

"Mr. Wayne, I've sent the vaccine to Gordon. It's being shipped to all of the Gotham city hospitals as we speak. We have this covered. Worry about Crane."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Fox. I'll let you know what happens."

"Oh, and Mr. Wayne? Good luck." They hung up simultaneously and Bruce sighed, looking at Alfred. "Get over to Gotham General SE as soon as you can. You need to get the vaccination for Scarecrow's virus." Alfred nodded, pursing his lips.

"I'll head over there as soon as I'm done here, Master Wayne." Bruce nodded at him and then grabbed the third mug on the counter, filled it with coffee and headed back up the stairs. Barbara had just stepped out of the shower when he got upstairs, two mugs in hand. Bruce set down hers and leaned against the doorframe, his eyes roaming up and down the skin not hidden by the towel. She smiled at him and the corner of his lips twitched up.

She took a sip of coffee and cocked her hip against the counter, balancing there. "What's the plan, Bats?" She asked.

Bruce's brow furrowed and he scratched his head. "I don't know yet. I was hoping maybe you guys had some ideas."

"Well, we know where Crane is," Babs said and shrugged one shoulder up.

"Unless he's moved already, which seems to me he's been on the move a lot," Bruce muttered.

She nodded and pursed her lips. "We'll go there first. Look for clues. Something to lead us to him. What about once we find him?" Barbara jumped up onto the counter, her legs swinging as she sipped on her coffee, cringing when the hot liquid hit her tongue right.

"Figure out what his plan is," Bruce said, phrasing it like a question. Barbara smiled quirkily.

"No wonder they call you the World's Greatest Detective."

He rolled his eyes. "That's Batman, not Bruce."

"They're both the same to me."

He smiled at her in response and then walked over, kissing her gently on the mouth. She tasted like coffee and sleep and it was a warm, cozy taste. "Even if we don't find Crane… At least we got the vaccine out there. I care more about saving lives than throwing the Scarecrow in Arkham for another few months until he escapes again."

"But it would still be great if we could catch him, too."

He nodded. "True," Bruce sighed. He swallowed heavily and tucked a piece of wet hair behind her ear, watching the way the droplets of water clung stubbornly to the red strands. Her petite hands slid up his chest and fisted in his shirt, pulling him towards her and she kissed him softly, one leg sliding up his back leg. He grinned against her mouth. "Babs…" He tutted with a smile. "Trying to seduce me when we have so many other things to do…" She smiled in response and it was a beautiful feeling.

"I'm not trying, I am."

He laughed. "Good point." He kissed her again, but then sighed and said, "But alas. We have priorities." Barbara pouted but nodded.

"I'll meet you in the Cave in twenty minutes," She said, kissing his neck.

"And you thought telling her the plan would be smart?" The smooth but frighteningly calm voice hissed and Crane swallowed.

"There was no other way to get her to cooperate. Selina Kyle's biggest motivator is saving her own skin."

"And she's also friends with the Bat." Ra's walked towards him, glaring at him. Crane, master of fear, was scared of almost nothing… Except for Ra's Al Ghul. That was a whole different story. "What if she runs and tells him? What was your plan after that?"

Jonathan gritted his teeth. "She won't. She isn't stupid." It was quiet for a moment and then Jonathan shifted on his feet, licking his pale lips in nervousness. Finally, he opened his mouth and spoke again. "And according to some new information, I'm not sure that the Cat and the Bat are as close friends as you may think." He crossed his arms over his sweatered chest, raising an eyebrow at Ra's, dangling the bait.

He raised his own eyebrow. "Elaborate."

Crane smiled slightly and pulled a rickety chair towards him, sitting down and throwing one ankle over the other knee. "My toxin has sometimes proved to work as a bit of a… Truth serum. People's biggest fears are often hidden, deep within them, not actual phobias, but emotions… Feeling. Memories. I gassed Ms. Kyle while she was in my… Company."

"Get on with it, Crane," Ra's said impatiently.

"I'm almost positive that our dear friend Batman is having an affair with his closest friend's girlfriend."

Ra's narrowed his eyes and said, "You mean… Batgirl?" Crane nodded once. Ra's laughed loudly and the smaller man jumped slightly at the sound. "Well! This should be interesting. Maybe we can use this domestic issue to our advantage, Doctor."

Crane's pale lips spread into a wide smile. "What did you have in mind?"

Happy Friday the 13th, my darling perverts! (And early Valentine's Day... though, who cares about that?) It's been about five days since the last update, and I've been anxiously awaiting to add this new chapter, so hopefully you liked it just as much as I did. In come Ra's, which is adding in some excitement, and please feel free to imagine him as any form of Ra's, though in my head he is Liam Neeson. (Liam is a God, literally, he played Zeus...) But tell me what you guys thought of this chapter, yeah? Very interested to hear how your deliciously dirty minds are working as the plot thickens. Amongst other things, hopefully... In other news: I WILL be updating TMGW as soon as I can. That being said, Tension is my priority, which I'm sure you understand, and as soon as I get chapter 3 typed up for that, it will be posted! :) Don't give up faith! Now, for my favorite segment of the day, responding to my lovely reviewers:

Mrs. Wayne: Crane always is scheming, isn't he? It's terribly attractive. I'm super thrilled about the last part of this chapter and the little bit of info I revealed in the conversation between Scarecrow and Ra's Al Ghul. I loved them working together in Batman Begins, and in spite of the fact that he supposedly died (which I don't agree with. Ever heard of the Lazarus Pit, Nolan?). I'm so glad to know I'm keeping you on the edge of your seat, dariing. ;)

Batsonbats: I suppose we will just have to see, won't we? ;) And I'm very sorry about the wait for this chapter, but you know how busy life can be! I'm going to aim for around three days for the next update, if it takes longer, I sincerely apologize from the deepest corners of my soul!

FancyFancy: I had the same problem! Only it was a little bit different. Whenever I tried to go to my account, as in log in or log out, or anything like that, it came up with the error page. It made me terribly aggravated, but it finally started working again, so I guess we should be glad about that!

rogue: Oh, pish posh, you have not been a bad fan at all! I completely understand, and even if you don't review, I know you're supporting me... Though reviews are totally awesome, and I love them... Hopefully all the errors are cleared up on FF because that was terribly inconvenient. I'm glad to know I wasn't the only one, though, I was kind of worried that you guys were going to think I abandoned you!

rocket: I noticed that! I looked for news about it and saw nothing. At least it was a temporary thing, but hopefully it won't start up again. Hopefully this FF sex doesn't look bad! And I hope you liked the smut in this chapter too!

Guest: Thank you so much! That made me so happy, especially the first part. I laughed, and also blushed. ;) Maybe this will be a repeat chapter of 19! Your support means soooo much to me, I can't even express how happy your comment made me feel. :)

chokesfan: And happy holidays to you too! 3 Thank you so much! I hope this chapter was a good valentines present!