Night on the Rooftops

Nightwing was always a gentleman to you. When you first teamed up he didn't treat you like a glass doll but also didn't hide his worry and admiration for you. You still don't know who his is beneath his mask, but who ever it is you could probably fall in love with that side of him as well.

He was never shy about flirting either, a perfect mix of gentlemanly and flirty, a little bit dirty some times as well, but nothing that crossed the line of superhero partners to something more. Until tonight.

"I'm sorry. This is really fucking embarrassing. I'm not usually like this!" He has his back pressed hard against the wall, his eyes scanning the nearby rooftops to make sure no one comes here. "You were just... really beautiful tonight. Not that you're not always beautiful, tonight was just... oh my god!" Words fail him as you press a firm kiss on the big bulge in underneath his suit. "Are you... really ok with this?"

You chuckle and cup his cock, feeling its warmth and size even though his superhero outfit, "Would I be on my knees if I wasn't? You know me better than that don't you? I only do what I want. And right now..." You kiss his bulge again, making him let out a desperate whine, "I want to help you out with this problem you seem to be having. Ok?"

He gulps hard, once again scanning the area around you. "Ok. Yeah. Just make it quick, I don't want anyone to come looking for us."

"Oh baby, the only one who's gonna be coming is you." You lick the bulge, from bottom to the tip where you circle your tongue, once, twice, thrice as Nightwing slams his hands against the wall behind him, fingers gripping the concrete. "Has this ever happened before?"

"N-No." He looks down at you and for a moment you swear you see him clench his teeth before he opens his mouth again, "Not on patrol anyway. But you wanted to spar, got on top of me and... god your hips. Do you have any idea how absolutely breathtaking you are sweetheart? What you do to me?"

"I think I'm starting to get the idea." Your mouth is back on his cock, sucking and kissing as much as the spandex allows. Even through it you can feel every twitch of his cock against your tongue. His hands cup the back of your head, pressing you just a bit closer, his hips starting to grind and roll in time with his low moans. "I had no idea you were this needy. And all those times your flirting made my heart race, my head spin." You place a particularly long kiss on the tip, "My pussy wet and needy for your cock."

"Yeah? Well... maybe I can do something about that sometime. Return the favor?" His hips jerked again at the thought if it. You could even see a small slightly darker spot on the front of his suit.

You slowly tap your tongue against the tip before cupping him, "Maybe not with the masks on hm? I'd really love to see your handsome face while you pound me into the bed." His fingers clenched as he pressed you against his cock, he could barely hold his moans back as he came, his whole body shaking as his knees bent forward a little from the sudden orgasm.

"Fuck. Sorry. I couldn't hold it. Your mouth is wonderful. I can't wait to feel it for real." Nightwing got the most lovestruck, dopey smile on his face as his hand cupped and stroked your cheek.

"Keep being good and you just might get it before you think." You kiss his softening bulge one final time. He hums in delight as he pulls you up towards him. He goes in for a kiss in the lips. Instead of that you bend your head and place it on his lower jaw, "Save it for our next patrol handsome." You wink at him as you take off into the night.

"Wow. What a woman." Nightwing runs his hand through his now messy hair. "Wait... shit, fuck! My suit!" Only then did the realize that he had most likely ruin his outfit. This is not gonna be fun to explain to Batman. Yet somehow he felt like it was more than worth the trouble and embarrassment.