Author's Notes: I didn't even know this couple existed until fairly recently when I found some art on Deviantart. Push the Button by Colours07 was particularly inspiring ;)

Steph felt a gun press against the back of her skull. Her cowl was designed to be bullet resistant but from this close it would do nothing to save her. She swallowed. "So this is the infamous new Batgirl..." a voice taunted from behind her. The figure clearly wasn't expecting what happened next.

Steph swung around suddenly, her leg lifting up off the ground and into a kick that crashed into the figure's chest, lifting him up off the ground and then down into a heap at her feet. She smiled at her success. It took her a few moments to identify her attacker as the Red Hood, mostly due to the lack of red hoods.

Jason Todd wasn't wearing the crimson dome that usually identified him so easily as the Red Hood, instead replacing it with an old Robin domino mask to meet with an old Robin. "Perhaps you're not as incompetent as I've been led to believe..." Jason sat up, rubbing his forehead where her boot had connected.

Steph's eyes narrowed. "Incompetent?" she demanded in disbelief. "Are you saying you didn't start the War Games?" he asked. There was a pause. "You start one gang war..." Steph muttered. "I don't believe anyone else has ever been fired from the position of Robin before either," Jason continued. Steph glared and Jason felt a pang of guilt. "Of course, you've clearly developed as a crime fighter since then..." he added helpfully.

Steph let out a sigh. She'd heard about Jason, she knew who he was. "What do you want?" she asked wearily, "Or did you come just to taunt?" Jason stepped towards her. "I felt I should know all of my successors, you were the only one I hadn't encountered yet." "So you pointed a gun at me to say hello," she said, cocking her head to the side sceptically. Jason smirked: "Is there something else you'd have preferred me to point at you to say hello?"

Steph ignored his comment, passing it off as mocking. "Yes, alright, I've not had the most successful past as a crime fighter but I've earned the right to be Batgirl and I'm tired of people looking at me judgementally all the time!" Steph snapped. "I'm sure I can find some other way to look at you..." Jason responded. Steph's eyes widened as she realised what he was doing. "Are you... flirting with me?" Jason took another step towards her and was about as close as he could possibly get. "That depends, "he grinned, "Do you like it?"

Steph could feel his warm breath on her cheek. She had to admit he did have a certain bad boy charm that she found alluring. She placed her hand next to the brown jacket on his white vest, biting her bottom lip nervously. She didn't need to look to know that a massive grin was forming on his face. "I like it..." she whispered with a wink.

Steph had no idea what to expect to happen next, her plan was to leave that to him. She didn't need to tell Jason to take control of the situation, it was in his nature anyway. He pulled her tightly to him so that both of her hands were now pressed up against his chest. A wandering hand wandered Steph's thigh testingly. The other unclipped her utility belt and let it fall to the floor.

Steph took a deep breath when his hands cupped her butt cheeks and pushed her hips tightly against his. "The purple's a nice touch," Jason commented. Steph's brain was in such a mess at that moment that it took her a while to realise he was talking about her costume. She simply nodded in response, her breathing now erratic and uncontrolled. He was kept on grinning, his hands now groping her ass playfully.

When he kissed her, it was like a fire had been lit inside her and her chest wanted to burst and let the flames spiral out. His lips worked hers apart and his conquering tongue slid into her mouth. Her feet lifted off the ground and Steph found her legs wrapping instinctively around Jason's waist. Her fingers were subconsciously playing with the zipper on Jason's jacket until it was tugged out of her grip when Jason rolled the jacket off his body.

Through all of this, his hands had never left her butt, silently rubbing and squeezing her ass, but now they ran up her back to her shoulders where he detached her cape. "I bet you have an amazing body," he whispered, his tongue licking her ear, having released her mouth. "Why don't you take a look?" she whispered back and he smirked. In seconds Steph found herself falling out of his grip onto the floor. He moved onto her, his legs on either side of her hips. His fingers took their time searching her chest, dragging slowly over her breasts, until they found a zipper to undo the black and purple costume with.

Considering how long it had taken Jason to find the zipper, she was astonished at how fast she found her costume removed from her and discarded eagerly. He stopped holding her and simply sat back, his eyes washing over her half-naked form. "Well I win that bet," he winked and slid off his vest.

Jason had to admire her commitment to the colour as he looked at her purple underwear. Her skin was pale but perfect, and he'd liked her blonde hair since before she lost the costume. He was snapped back to reality when he felt her start pawing at his belt.

The buckle on the belt was stiff and Steph frowned when she couldn't get it off first time, but eventually she managed to whip off the belt. Then she moved onto dragging down his trousers. He closed his eyes with a smile when her hand slid inside them, brushing past his crotch before she yanked them down as far as she could. While technically his trousers weren't completely off, having caught at his bent knees as he kneeled over her, she decided to count them as equally undressed now that she had a clear view of the bulge in his boxers.

Jason stroked Steph's cheek with the back of his hand, brushing her hair so it was back behind her ear. He planted a short soft kiss on her lips then ran his hands down over her body teasingly fast. Steph's breasts were heaving up and down on her chest with each breath she took. Jason unhooked her bra enthusiastically, freeing her boobs. His palms brushed against the nipples as he clutched her tits, pumping them up and down with a grin plastered to his face.

Steph could feel the sweat building on her skin and she could feel his crotch pressing against her inner thigh. She was gasping for breath as he worked her tits speedily. Her hands were tangled into his messy black hair and she kept pressing kisses to him as if trying to draw air out of him into her but with little success as the gasps and sharpened breaths kept coming. All the while, a glint in his eye told Steph that Jason was planning what to do with her next.

Jason dropped her boobs and gave Stephanie a moment to catch her breath. He took the opportunity to run his eyes over his conquest once again. Then, in one swift movement, Steph's knickers were rushed down to her ankles and past her feet to join her Batgirl costume on the floor besides them. Steph bit her lip with a naughty smirk and retaliated, shoving Jason's boxers down to his trousers. He looked at her with a mock shocked expression. She winked cheekily and stuck out her tongue.

"One second," Jason said, standing up and stepping out of the clothes that had becomes balled up at his ankles. Steph jumped to her feet also and Jason put his hands on her shoulders. He kissed her. Then he pushed her backwards until she was up against the wall. For a moment they simply made out, and Steph felt Jason's fingers at her vagina, gently teasing. Then suddenly he broke off the kiss and spun her around so she was facing the wall. He lightly spanked her ass. They both grinned.

Building on the success of the first, another spank came quickly. Each time Jason's hand made contact with Steph's ass it was a little harder and Steph's heart got a little faster with excitement. Jason pressed his lips to the back of her neck comfortingly now rubbing her butt rather than slapping it. Steph's breaths were getting shorter again. Then he pulled back and gave her one last spank, the hardest yet, and Steph let out an almighty moan. Jason grabbed her hands and gripped them tightly, pinning them against the wall. Then he thrust into her.

Steph couldn't stop herself from calling out as his cock pressed into her ass. "Wow, that's tight," Jason grinned, breathing harder himself now. "You don't say," Steph snapped. Jason shrugged, still grinning, then started to fuck her. His hips rocked back then propelled forwards, slamming Steph into the hard wall. She had never cried out as loud as she did then . Despite the blonde's shrieks of delight, Jason kept pounding her with his throbbing penis.

Stephanie was glad that Jason was holding her arms in place because she was sure she wouldn't have been able to control them if he wasn't as he screwed her ass. It also held her up, which was a relief, as she had no confidence in her trembling legs, and she was afraid that she might have been knocked off her feet by his thrusting anyways. Nonetheless he kept slamming his hips into her.

Steph was fucked into the wall harder and harder as time went on. They could have been going at it for just seconds or several hours, Steph had no idea. As Steph's panting sweating form crashed into the wall again, Jason showed no signs of tiring or slowing. His stamina was amazing, he just fucked and screwed her over and over and over. His erect penis was drilling into her ass with ease now, having got other the original tightness.

Jason pulled her away from the wall and bent her over, still rocking into her. Steph whimpered as he started to spank her again. Steph lost her footing after the third sharp spank to her left butt-cheek and she slipped off her feet but Jason grabbed her hips and she found herself suspended in the air with him still fucking her until after a couple of thrusts they tumbled onto the ground. Somehow, Jason's cock was still filling and her ass. She closed her eyes as he nailed her to the floor, screwing her to the point he couldn't last any longer.

Steph practically screamed with shock when the pounding stopped and his cum ejected into her. "Ooh..." she moaned out in desperate lust. Jason simply smirked. Silence followed except for the deep breathing of the two of them. "So..." Jason said, rolling over to face Steph, "Blowjob?" Steph looked at him then rolled her eyes and grinned. "We'll see..." she said kissing him gently.