Meaning: Playfulness, mischief


She doesn't know if she can call him her boyfriend yet. Just her really, really hot male friend who Zeta's to New York City and sneaks into her room after her father is asleep to make out with her. And sometimes take her out on "kidnappings". Definitely not dates. "Kidnappings".

Because if they were dates then this would be something serious, and she doesn't know if either of them can afford something serious right now. She's still getting used to having moved to New York from Chicago only a few months ago, and he's got like 50 other engagements to take care of before he can even think of visiting her.

Not to mention the whole "how do you date him if you don't know his name" thing. That's kind of a major turn off for her.

Though she does sometimes find the mystery to be just so hot. Like right now.

Dick pushed her down to the bed, crawling on top and pinning her down by the wrists like an animal cornering its prey. She squirmed under his touch and shuddered as he mashed his lips rather forcefully onto hers. Giggles percolated through the kiss, and Zatanna responded by pushing back hard, forcing a moan out of him. He let his guard down as he focused on one-upping her tongue's ministrations in his mouth, and she took the opportunity to buck her hips forward and roll them both onto their backs so she could get on top of him.

Dick blushed as Zatanna straddled his waist, tracing a finger down his shirt sultrily before leaning down to kiss his neck. He shuddered as he felt her soft, velvety lips suck away at the skin near his shoulder.

"D-don't leave marks. Batman would kill me…"

She chuckled, her sucks growing more virulent and determined, and he groaned before pinching her side. "Hngh…Zee…"

She finally tore her mouth away with a pop, leaving a bright red bump in her wake. "You're horrible." The magician smirked down at him and traced circles all over his chest, sending another shiver down his spine as he struggled to contain his blush.

"Just something to remember me by."

"Like I'd forget?"

"Well, you don't exactly come by as often anymore." The Boy Wonder scratched the back of his neck.

"Sorry…Batman's been giving me more work. I-"

A finger pressed to his lips shut him up promptly, and he responded by licking it, getting her to giggle before he took it into his mouth and ran his tongue all over it. She eventually pulled it out and wiped it dry on his shirt, and he smirked before spinning them around and getting back on top of her, planting a small kiss to her lips to silence her grumbles. He slowly slid his way down to her waist, stopping just above her short shorts, and lifted her tank top up to press his lips to the skin around her belly button. She gasped and squirmed when she felt him form a vacuum with his mouth, irritating her soft, angelic skin.

"Y-you're a jerk."

"You're one to talk." He pulled his lips off her belly button with a devilish smirk, and she huffed, doing her best to glare despite the overwhelming redness in her cheeks. Dick slid down even further, below where her short shorts ended, and grinned before pressing his lips to the inside of her thigh. She shuddered at his mere touch, biting her bottom lip and moaning softly as he kissed and ran his tongue all over the skin just below her hips.

"R-Rob…ngh…" Zatanna used her legs to trap him in a headlock, and he began kissing and sucking on her inner thighs with even more vigor than before. Her moans grew louder, and an undeniable sense of arousal washed over both their bodies. She grabbed his hands and yanked him back up to her, making Dick ponder where she got that kind of upper body strength. "I'm gonna kill you. Slowly and painfully." He smirked.

"Hopefully not too painfully. But I'll gladly take slowly." He slid his hands inside her tank top as she bit her bottom lip and looped her legs around his waist, pulling his shirt up and mashing her lips on his mouth to silence his groans as she reached down to pet and massage the gadget he kept between his legs, not daring to tear off his clothes but desperate to tend to his birdarang all the same.

She felt him shiver as her ministrations grew more bold, and when he responded by reaching further into her tank top, she started to use her fingernails to dig into the skin of his abdomen, desperate to leave her mark on him in any way she could think of.

So maybe she didn't want it to be completely unserious. But this was more fun.

Just as long as her dad didn't hear them. Because that would not be asterous. For him or for her.