Lust
He tenses up as we drive through the country, slowly winding up to the large gate that read "Wayne Manor" he sighed pressing in the code as the gate opened in a grinding metal sound. I feel his anxiety through the bond. "I haven't told them yet.", he looks over at my worried expression.
"Which part?" I understand immediately.
"Everything." He pushes the car forward through the gate.
"So do they even know we're moving in?" I worry.
"Rae, this is my home. I am always going to have a place here. It doesn't matter" he assures.
"But I don't" I retort.
"You're going to be my wife, yes you do" the large house comes more into view as we shrink next to its size.
"I didn't say yes, Richard" I scoff
"You didn't say no either," he shoots me a crooked grin. "So it's a yes."
"No, I said that everything has happened so fast that I think we need to slow it down and I'll think about it." I huff as he continues to smile.
"Whatever you have to tell yourself." He puts the jaguar in park and leans over kissing my cheek.
I see that the door to the manor is open with Alfred standing at the top of the stairs, staring at the car. Sick opens his door and hops out. My stomach now fills with anxiety as the masculine man approaches my car door.
"Master Dick, what a nice surprise." Alfred generally looks happy to see him.
"How ya been Alfie?" Dick smiles reaching for my door.
"Better now that you're here" he smiles
"Aww, I missed you too." He opens my door revealing my appearance.
"And even more company." He smiles
"You remember Rachel?" Dick smiles.
"It's been almost 7 years since I last saw your team, but yes." We begin the embark up the stair case.
"Hi." I smile.
"So what is the special occasion of both of your visits." He murmurs as we walk into the manor.
"Uh, is Bruce around?" Dick asks.
"I am" I head his voice echo, I look up to the balcony to see him standing in a gray v neck shirt and jeans. "Let's talk over lunch." He looks unimpressed with the sight of us
"Home sweet home" Dick smiles at me.
"Lunch is almost ready if you two would like to head on in." He walks away in what direction I presume to be the kitchen.
"You didn't throw up today?" Dick questions me.
"No but I'm nauseated" I sigh as we walk together to the dinning room.
"I can feel it through the bond now." He smiles lightly. I look at him in shock.
"Dick, I'm so sorry I-"
"Don't put the wall back up, I like feeling your emotions and feelings." He smiles. Pulling out a chair to the long oak wooden table. I swear it could fit 30
people.
"Okay" I smile lightly scooting into the chair.
"It's a surprise to see you both here" Bruce interrupts our smiles as he walks into the room.
"Well at least we're dressed this time" I smile looking at my finger nails. With all of the chaos I haven't gotten them done, and they need it.
"When you said you just rain into each other, I presumed that was all it was."
"It was at that point." Dick takes a sip out of the glass of water sitting at his spot.
"I see" Bruce nods.
Alfred walks in with a tray carrying food. He sits our dishes in front of us. The smell doesn't make me nauseated. Instead I stare at the roast and potatoes, making my mouth water."thank you" I smile.
"Alfie come sit and eat" Dick orders.
"Sir I'm fine." He replies as he refills his water.
"No you're not, you don't need to stand in the kitchen to eat while we eat, come eat with us." Dick orders. Alfred sighs as he turns to get his plate from the kitchen.
"You're his favorite you know." Bruce smiles lightly.
"As it should be." Dick smiles
Alfred comes back in sitting his plate down, taking a glance at Bruce as he sits beside Dick.
"Rachel how is the buisiness." Bruce asks.
"Oh it's on fire, we'll i guess not so much now." I take a sip of water waiting for someone to start eating first.
"What do you mean by that?" Bruce carefully takes a bite., giving me his attention.
"You know who we deal with, we're not allowed to have nice things if they find out about them." I sigh picking up my fork and shoveling in some potatoes.
"I'm terribly sorry to hear that." He looks down at his plate, assumably thinking of his own loses.
Alfred and Dick began talking about the weather, looking like old friends just catching up. Alfred's gray hair next to the much younger muscular man shows his age too well. Alfred has got to be pushing 70, but looks in excellent health. Bruce sits watching them in silence. I scarf down my entire plate in a few minutes. I look up to dick smiling.
"What?" I ask.
"Nothing" he shakes his head with the same stupid grin on his face.
"Well obviously something with that look" Bruce injects
Dick looks at him and them down smiling. Then looking straight at me with the same grin.
"It's the first meal she's finished without the baby making her sick." He continues looking at me, through the bond all I feel is his happiness.
"Baby?" Bruce turns looking to me with a somewhat shocked expression. I nod my head yes nervous. "So that night.." he trails off not finishing the sentence.
"We weren't just sleeping." I take a sip of my water.
"So you just forgot all those discussions about protection?" He looks at Dick.
"In that moment, I did." He looks to Bruce, "but what happened is done"
"Sounds like you need more impulse training, let's go" Bruce stands up and storms out of the room.
I feel through the bond and he's still just happy. "Thank you for cooking a great meal for her Alfie." He slowly gets up. "Take care or her for a bit for me, okay?" He walks around the table to me. Kissing me on the forehead "I'll be back in a bit. Have to go deal with grandpa." He smiles.
"If you thought he was upset before, call him that during training" Alfred sipped his cup of tea.
"Good idea" Dick pointed at him as he was walking out of the room.
"So. Is it as joyous for you as it was him." Alfred asked.
"I don't think I've seen him so happy as he is today. It's odd" I say
"It's because he's home, in his own element." Alfred gets up. "Come, I can show you to Master Dicks room, unless you wanted your own away from him."
"No no, I'll share a room. I'm sure you're limited on space here" I look around the long spacious hall of doors.
"Space, never." He opened the door to a large suite, "this is Master Dicks suite." He lead me in. "The entercom is over here. Press this red button to page everywhere, only use it in emergencies. The blue is for me. It'll light up that you need something."
"Oh okay. I'm fine right now though" I smile.
"I will leave you to explore then" he bows his head leaving the room.
Looking around the suite there's a large bed coated in satin sheets. The walls painted a deep blue, and a large chandelier hangs in the middle of the spacious room. A chair sits to the side next to a large bookcase, stacked with trinkets and books. It's the most elegant place I've ever stayed at and now I will live here, The king size bed looks spacious and sits up on a platform. The wood of the frame doesn't even have a spec of dust. It's as if Alfred always kept it ready for him to come home. The deep navy sheets looked as soft as clouds. The 15 pillows sat on the bed looked even softer. I yawned wondering which side of the bed he usually slept in. I go to the right and slip off my jeans. Unhooking the black bra I throw them into a pile on the ground. Leaving me only in my panties and my purple shirt. I switch off the light and walk to the bed, slowly sliding under the soft comforter. I arrange a pillow between my legs and almost immediately begin to snore.
Maybe it's just because of the pregnancy or the billionaires bed but I sleep for hours, unbothered by anything.
I awake refreshed and snuggle deeper into the pillow as I stir. "Dick" I murmur.
"You wish I was that soft." I hear. I sit up and see him. His legs spread wide sitting with his arms flat on the chair, with his elbows bent and hands dangling. He has his mask on with a crocked grin. I think back to entering the tower in jump city and seeing the same look. His Nightwing uniform is fresh and formed to his skin.
"Fuck me" I blurt out immediately.
He has a husky laugh as he looks in his lap. His Escrima sticks poking out behind his head. He doesn't move. "Damnit" I think. I quickly get up throwing the covers off of me. I walk over to him and sit on his lap, yanking his hair back hard pulling his face. He smiles as I kiss him deep…
"Raven!" He screams.. I jump up out of the bed in a panic. "Raven?" He asks worried.
"What-what?" I look around in a panicked sweat.
"Honey, you've been moaning in your sleep. Are you in pain?" He asks. I bite my lip shaking my head no. "Did you have a bad dream?"
"No I had a really really good dream." I continue biting my lip.
He smiles big, "oh yeah? And who was there.?"
"I was here and Nightwing came in here. Sat on that couch looking hot as hell."
"Want me to go get my uniform on?" He purrs into my ear.
"No more to take off" I lean in kissing his lips as his hands rush to my hips, pushing me down and sitting himself in between my legs. My hands ravish his hair and I bite his lip.he moans out hooking his fingers under my panties, pulling them down. I claw at his shoulders ripping his shirt off. Dick comes back, biting my neck. A moan escapes my throat loud.
He smiles and whispers into my ear "I've never fucked anyone here".
"I guess I'm just lucky." I giggle as he lifts my shirt up.
He smiles taking my left breast into his mouth. The perky C has swollen to a D with the pregnancy. He looks up at me as he sucks it. I moan running my hand through his hair. He lifts up slowly taking his basket ball shorts off, he's fully stood, waiting. He leans up kissing me as he positions himself. I moan as the tip enters.
BANG BANG BANG.
We jerk up scrambling at the banging at the door "shit!" Dicks out of breath pulling his shorts on. I get my panties on and pull my shirt down just a second between the door busts open.
In piles a man, flipping over the chair in a brown leather jacket and biker boots, with the largest smile on his face. Sitting right in the same position I dreamt Nightwing to be. Dick instantly gets mad as he sees him. "Hey Dickiebird, you get your member wet?" He grins ear to ear.
"Get out, now" Dick barks.
"But daddy dearest sent me to tell you it's time for dinner." He jokingly plead. "Looks like you already ate though." He laughs
"Actually he sent me, and you ran in front." Barbara wheeled into view.
"Well atleast one of us could run" Jason smirks off.
SMACK
Jason rubs the back of his head after the book hits him hard. "Oh babs, lighten up. I'd still fuck you."
"Not even in your dreams" she sighed.
"Oh baby you ride it in my dreams" he smiles. Barbra shivers. "You look familiar but I don't think I've met you." He yells at me as I sit on the bed. "You don't look the preppy type, you look dark." He smiles pervy. "My type, not his"
"Enough!" Dick grabs ahold of his collar bone, "don't look at her, and don't try anything. She's not interested."
"Don't worry, I don't want your sloppy seconds." He scoffs pushing Dick off of him. "Nobody lets me play anymore." He walks out of the room.
"You okay Babs?" Dick sighs.
"Nothing more than usual, Dick. Just glad you're home to enjoy Sunday Dinner. Come on, bring your friend too" she smiles at me. She closes the door as she wheels out.
"I'm so sorry Rae." He turns to me.
"Do we have time to finish" I blurt out. Dick starts laughing immediately.
"No we don't honey. Lust is really pushing her boundaries isn't she?" He smiles
"Stupid hormones" I shyly smile, "I don't know what's gotten into me, I'm sorry. Usually I'm more in tune"
"To be fair you haven't meditated in a while Rae."
"I haven't, you're right." I slowly get up. I find my jeans and bra putting them on as Dick dresses. "So how did training go?"
"He's going to take some time to warm up to Grandpa." He smiles leaning over to kiss my forehead. "Now time to tell everyone else."
"Everyone as in?"
"The Bat family"