Author's Notes: one of my favourite stories from my recent Young Justice collection, I think this is the best Dick and Barbara I've written so I'll upload it now for my fellow shippers. :)
Barbara was older than him, but only just. Sat in her bedroom, Dick had a good view of her, with her mid-length red hair draped down her back over the school uniform. Her jacket was discarded over on her chair but she still wore the rest of the familiar uniform. They were friends, perhaps a little closer than that. His eyes met her light blue ones.
Dick hadn't held back, he'd told her what he wanted. He wanted her to be his girl. He'd told her she was beautiful and that they should be more than just friends. She'd protested, used the age difference as an excuse despite the small size of it. Dick had grinned and said that being older just made her hotter. He'd said they could be like Anakin and Padme but Barbara had reminded him how well that turned out in the Star Wars films.
Why was Barbara protesting against this development of their relationship? He was cute, he was funny, he had one hell of a body, but he was her friend, one of her best, and she didn't want to lose that.
He had changed before coming over and wasn't in his school uniform anymore. He wore a thin grey t-shirt with long black shorts and her eyes were drawn away from his to what she could see of his skin. It wasn't much, just the end of his legs and most of his arms as well as his face of course, but it was enough to make her a little hot under the collar.
She wanted to. She wanted to kiss him and more without any fuss at all, but she was scared, she was afraid and he could see that. He put his hand on her shoulder and smiled warmly. "It's a big step, I understand," he said, "But life is full of steps, big and small, sometimes you have to trust in fate and take the leap..." She bit her lip then lunged forwards and kissed him passionately.
Barbara had always expected Dick could do wonders with his hands and she wasn't disappointed as his fingers snaked down the back of her shirt and to her skirt, gripping her bare thighs and pushing her up onto her desk. He lay her down on her back on the shined wood and pinned her arms up against her head. He kissed down her neck as she whimpered in his grip. His lips darted across her collarbone and then he started to work his way done. He caught the first button of her shirt in his mouth and then moved down, button after button, undoing them with his teeth and tongue.
Neither of them had planned to go all the way, it was just sort of happening. "Hmm," Dick muttered. "What?" she breathed out beneath him. "I can't hold your arms up here and rub your legs at the same time," he complained, looking as if he was trying to solve the problem as if it were a maths equation. "There are handcuffs in my bedside cabinet," she suggested. "Why?" "I borrowed them from my dad." Dick raised an eyebrow and she winked.
She landed on her bed with a bounce and laughed. Then he pinned her down again and she felt the cold steel of handcuffs click around her wrists, holding her arms up by the bedposts. His hands came down on her ankles and simply rested there for a moment before sliding down to her feet and rubbing the soles of her feet gently. She giggled. "No fair," she squirmed in his grip, "You know I'm ticklish there!" He grinned: "Oh I know" He said rubbing her feet a little faster.
After getting the high-pitched squeak from her he desired, he released her feet. He was hoping to hear her wail again later though. She watched eagerly as he lifted off his shirt and slid off his shorts leaving himself in only his boxer shorts. He rubbed his hands along her inner thighs until his palm reached her knickers beneath the skirt. His fingers toyed with the wet underwear, tracing lines on her vagina. She was glad he didn't comment how wet she was but she could tell he was enjoying that fact.
She moaned and gasped as he rubbed her through the soaked knickers. Once he'd achieved a moan as loud as he thought she could get he stopped and climbed back up her body. He undid the handcuffs and tucked them away in her bedside drawer again.
She had the urge to lunge forwards and rip of his boxers, get him back for what he'd just done to her, but he was so in control, so sure of what he was doing, that she decided to wait and see where he was going. She didn't realise Dick was making it up as he went along, he worked best that way. He placed his arms around her waist and pulled her up into a deep kiss.
Barbara let her lips loosen and allowed their tongues to meet and poke at each other. Dick's hands ran up her back and tried to unhook her bra. Maybe he was a little nervous after all because he didn't manage it first time. He had to lean back and let her lie on top of him to get it off. Barbara found being on top just as fun and took the opportunity to run her hands down his young bare chest, feeling the muscles.
With her bra fallen away, Dick had a good eyeful of her tits. They were like balloons, soft to his touch and filling his hands. He squeezed and she groaned out. Barbara knew she had to get him back for all the times he'd made her moan. She pushed him down flat onto his back and tugged down his boxers. His erect penis sprung out and in an instant found itself being assaulted by the redhead's mouth.
Dick closed his eyes and allowed the sensations to run through him. The blowjob was amazing, Barbara's tongue flicking at the head and dragging along the shaft. Her lips worked his cock up and down with surprising force and speed. Dick moaned out this time and Barbara smirked as she sucked him off. Another moan followed in quick succession as she encircled his testicles with her wet tongue. She took the entire penis into her mouth and swirled it around her mouth until she got a groan as loud as hers had been earlier.
She was glad when he reached down and eased her off, not because she wasn't enjoying it, but because she didn't know when she was supposed to stop. Dick smiled his devilish grin at her, "that was fantastic Babs," he remarked. She blushed. Then he spun over so he was on top and removed her skirt. Barbara lay beneath him, her breasts heaving and her breaths sharp and uncontrolled while he rolled on a condom. He lowered her underpants.
He didn't thrust into her straight away like she had expected him to, instead he tested the waters with his fingers. They pumped gently in and out of her entrance testingly."Ready?" he asked as he pulled his fingers out and positioned his hips above hers. She nodded and he grinded down into her. Both gasped out in pleasure as he pushed inside of her. Once he had his breathing back under control he rocked back and forth inside her pussy. Her breathing kept getting less and less controlled. He licked his lips then started to thrust properly.
Barbara couldn't take it and had to orgasm almost immediately but Dick kept going, thrusting in and out systematically. He was silent, lost in the moment, as he pounded into Barbara Gordon. He wrapped his arms around her and, gently gripping her bottom, pushed her up deeper onto him. her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she came again.
Dick's stamina was astounding, thrusting down into her again and again without even slowing. She was gasping and crying out his name with every movement he made. He grinned, pleased at her enthusiasm. She started to tense up yet again and he squeezed her ass to set her off into her third orgasm. Both were drenched in sweat and her red hair was plastered to both of their faces. Barbara pulled closer to him, shocked at his strength for such a small lad. He clamped his eyes shut and his face screwed up; he was starting to cum. Both were relieved as he joined her in ecstatic release.
Dick rolled off her and lay breathing heavily next to her on the bed. "That was amazing. You're amazing," Barbara praised him. "Yeah," he admitted, "But you just want to be friends right." He smirked teasingly and she kicked him lightly, "You're not getting out of it that easy boyfriend" she said leaning over and kissing him gently on the lips. His arms reached up and wrapped around her shoulders pulling her into a warm embrace, "I told you I could be The Boy Wonder."