Barbara moaned as she felt her back slammed against the wall. The drywall dug into her buttocks and shoulder blades whenever her body moved against it, but she couldn't keep herself still. Her body was wrapped around the hips of Jason Todd, his hands on her ass holding her up. Though at that point she would've believed the sheer suction of his lips was holding her up. The hickeys she'd have tomorrow morning were going to be ferocious.
Another moan escaped her already-raw throat when Jason's teeth bit down on her pulse. Hard. "Jason," she breathed his name, so quiet that he barely heard it. But she could still feel his lips curl against her skin in a wicked grin.
Even against the wall, Barbara's hips were rocking into Jason's. His grin widened as he continued to suck on her neck. He hadn't moved in a while, and Barbara concluded he was purposely giving her the most noticeable hickeys of her life. But she also decided she didn't care, because fuck it felt so good. Her teeth dug into her lower lip, trying and failing to suppress the sound that came from deep within her throat.
Jason flinched slightly in reaction when she dug her fingernails into the back of his neck and shoulders. His lips made a pop! sound when he detached them from her neck, and he grinned when he looked at his handy work. There was a huge spot at the base of her neck that was several different shades of purple, and if he examined it closely he could see all the little blood vessels that had burst under his mouth. Barbara didn't give him much time to admire it before she pressed into the back of his neck once more and pulled his mouth to hers.
His lips were hot and wet against hers and she melted against him. They'd kissed thousands (probably going on millions) of times at this point, but she never quite got used to the sensation. Her heart never stopped skipping a beat when they kissed; her skin never stopped tingling and her stomach never stopped filling with butterflies. This time was no different.
Without disconnecting their lips, Jason moved away from the wall, his hands firmly on Barbara's ass to hold her up. Barbara could feel him walking but was too lost in his lips to pay attention to where exactly they were going. She could hear his feet fall on the hardwood of the living room, kick aside her jeans, and then the sound softened and she concluded he was now walking on carpet.
And then suddenly she was falling and Jason's body weight pressed against her chest when her back met the mattress in his room. His lips moved away and she found herself missing the warmth that they offered.
But the heat would rise again when Jason pressed his lips to her bare thigh, nipping lightly at the soft flesh there. Her back arched involuntarily against the mattress, pushing her head back into it. Jason pressed his hand against Barbara's hip, keeping her lower half still while he did his work. He left sloppy kisses in his wake as he kissed all over the insides of her thighs. It was pure torture in the best of ways, and Jason knew it was driving her crazy, judging by the smile he kept pressing into her skin.
And then Jason's breath was on her center through her panties and she bucked her hips reflexively. Had his hand not been there holding her down, she likely would've hit him in the face. But neither were concerned with that right now. Barbara gasped when she felt his teeth drag over her panties and barley grab them, dragging them down her legs with nothing but his mouth.
Looking down, she caught a brief glimpse of his glaucous gaze before her eyes rolled back into her skull and her fingers clenched at the sheets as if they were the only things keeping her in this realm. Jason's tongue swirled circles around her clit faster than he ever had before, before completely slowing down almost to a stop.
She should've known he was going to tease her today.
Her orgasms were always so much larger when he teased her, but it wasn't too much to ask to just get what she wanted on her own birthday.
"Holy shit, Jason," she breathed in between her pants. He chuckled, and the sudden bursts of air against her sent shivers dancing up her spine. More words came to her mouth but were drowned out by a low groan when his index and middle finger found their way inside of her. They moved in and out, twisting as they did and she couldn't contain her squirms as the pressure inside her built and built, dying to be released.
Barbara was so close. The thought that maybe Jason was going to just give her one even crossed her mind, but it was a moment too soon when his mouth pulled away and his fingers slowed down drastically. "Do you want to come, Barbara?" His voice was low, and the sound of her name on his lips almost gave her the pleasure she needed.
Almost.
"Don't make me beg, Jay," she said. Her voice was raspy and breathless. She raised her head to make eye contact with Jason between her legs, to try and convince him to start doing what he did best once more. He had a devious smirk on his face and Barbara felt a sinking feeling of dread before he thrust his fingers in extra hard for a moment and then pulled them out entirely. Barbara wasn't really sure what sort of noise she made, something between a moan and a grunt and a gasp. Her body convulsed with tension and she let her head fall back to the mattress. "It's my birthday, Jason Todd. I'm not going to beg," her voice was intended to sound determined, but instead came out as nervous and high pitched. He knew in an instant she was bluffing.
Jason smiled a mischievous smile. "You know what to say, Barbara," he said. His voice was low, husky with undertones of lust. With every word, a wisp of hot breath touched her skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. "Don't you wanna come?" His thumb started moving in small circles around her clit and his fingers moved into her agonizingly slowly. It was just enough to keep her from recovering and not nearly enough to give her what she needed. "If you come without asking me, you're going to get your birthday spankings."
Biting her lip, Barbara shivered a bit. "Please, Jay," she said. Her voice was an octave higher than it normally would've been, desperate and strained with every syllable. "Just let me come." Her orgasm was so close, she could feel her muscles tightening beneath her boyfriend's hands.
Judging by the look on his face, he could feel it, too. "Those aren't the magic words." God, the smug look was practically audible. "Feels like you're running out of time, babe. Better hurry."
Barbara squeezed her eyes shut. She was so ready. If she could just hold off for a moment or two, Jason's thumb would send her over the edge without her having to beg. The consequences would come later, but Barbara needed to come now.
The temperature was rising around her, accumulating against her skin like hot pressure as she neared the edge. To her surprise, Jason actually sped up his movements, in and out, round and round. She could tell he wanted her not to ask, he wanted to spank her. The thought wasn't entirely unwelcome to her either, but she knew the point of spankings was that they were supposed to be punishments, and Jason's spankings always did hurt.
But it was too late to change her mind now. Her muscles clenched and she could feel static throughout her muscles as they spasmed around Jason's head. Without looking, Barbara could picture the evil smile that littered his features, but she didn't care in this moment of pure bliss. All too soon, her bliss was gone and the consequences of said bliss was all that remained.
"Shit," she said. Her tone of voice had dropped significantly within those few moments.
"Oh yeah, Barbie," Jason said, rising to his feet behind her. "You get twenty-four this year. Let me see them gorgeous cheeks," he said as he placed one hand on either side of her hips. Forcefully, he flipped her over, exposing her incredibly well toned ass.
Without waiting for Barbara to prepare herself, he struck her. Her flesh rippled in the wake of his hand's assault, moving like Jell-O in slow motion. Jason's eyes were glued to it in all its glory. For an ass so muscular, Jason never would've expected it to jiggle the way it did. His ass didn't jiggle like Barbara's, and neither did Stephanie's. Or Roy's, or Dick's. Honestly Jason had never seen an ass like the one Barbara Gordon claimed.
She gasped each time his hand hit her, but she muddled through. The stinging turned to a dull pain, setting her nerves on fire and twisting her gut in the most delicious way. His voice was low and distracted when he counted out loud. Jason Todd was completely mesmerized by Barbara's ass, and that was almost as much of a turn on as everything else they'd done that night.
When he reached 24 slaps, she had maybe five seconds warning before she felt his hand on her ass once more, this time gentler than a slap. It was a caress, soothing the angered skin. Out of second nature, she flinched when he touched her again, but relaxed as soon as she realized that he was no longer spanking her.
Seemingly without warning, Barbara was gasping at the sensation of Jason sinking into her center, stretching and filling her in a way that she couldn't describe with words. His movements were slow at first, immersing himself entirely in her and pausing.
His pause was short lived, however. He placed his hands on the small of her back, his fingertips moving the hem of her tank top aside as he positioned himself. Then he was pumping in and out of her, relentless and vindictive. Barbara realized her mouth was hanging open and she was moaning his name like a mantra. "Jason, holy shit."
Was she screaming? She couldn't even tell anymore. Everything seemed so loud despite the fact that the only sounds were her own voice and Jason's body slapping against hers.
"Fuck, Babs," Jason said. "You're so wet."
Barbara could feel his body behind her, coiling up like a spring and she knew he was so close he was getting desperate. His thrusts were quickening in speed and ferocity, the sound of his panting ceased. He was holding his breath, like he always did just before his orgasm.
"Fuck, Jason," she moaned. "You feel so good inside of me."
Her dirty talking skills weren't the best, and she knew it. But she also knew that when she started saying some indecent things, it drove Jay crazy. There were days where he would beg her to talk dirty to him while she rode him. Any time she said something particularly nasty, his eyes would roll up in his head and his eyebrows would shoot up and he'd bite his lip.
"Barb, I'm gonna come," he said. His fingers were digging into her back, and she took that moment to praise him for keeping his fingernails cut short.
She adjusted her head, looking over her shoulder at him. His face was all scrunched up, struggling to hold on for just a moment longer. "Come for me, baby," she said, her voice low and sultry. Jason looked at her, and his eyes looked so desperate.
Almost the second that he made eye contact with her, he exploded into an oblivion of pure bliss. Barbara could see it on his face. His eyebrows shot up and his eyes stayed locked on hers, although the lids fluttered shut for a brief second. His mouth hung open just a bit and his breath hitched in his throat. He half collapsed over Barbara for a moment, hanging over her shoulders as if all the life had been stolen from him.
They lay like that for a moment, each catching their breath. Jason leaned down and pressed a few kisses to Barbara's shoulder. "Happy birthday, babe," he whispered hoarsely.
Barbara laughed. She smiled, turning her head and pressing her forehead to Jason's cheek. "I love you so much, Jason Todd."
She felt his cheek rise in a smile. "I love you too, Barbara."
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I'm sorry I know this chapter sucks but I'm very tired, I worked 13 hours today and I work 10 more tomorrow and I just really wanted to get this out of my head, haha.