Author's Notes: Like father, like son. The boy wonder's having a go now.
Wonder Woman bolted awake, eyes snapping open to slits. Her room on the Watchtower was as bright as always, and the sun shone in through the window, illuminating the red, white, and blue decorations that adorned her quarters.
But something felt... off. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but as she stirred, she realised she couldn't move her arms. That was when she noticed that her wrists were bound together.
Her heart skipped a beat as she scanned her surroundings, taking in every detail of her room, searching for the source of her current predicament.
And then she saw him.
Robin crouched at the end of her bed, his eyes glinting with mischief. He wore a wicked grin as he looked up at her. She was suddenly very aware she was in her pyjamas - a form-fitting black t-short and matching short shorts.
"Robin!" she exclaimed, trying to keep the amusement out of her voice. "What are you doing here?"
"Isn't it obvious?" he replied, his grin widening.
She raised an eyebrow, trying to play it cool. "I'm afraid not."
He stood up, his eyes never leaving hers, and walked towards her, his movements confident and deliberate.
"I thought it was time for a little... fun," he said, his voice low and husky.
She couldn't help but laugh. "And you had to tie me up to do that?"
He nodded. "Batman's access codes aren't easy to come by, you know."
She couldn't help but be impressed. "Well, I must admit, you've certainly piqued my interest."
He reached out, his fingers tracing a line down her leg, sending shivers down her spine. She'd always thought of Dick Grayson as a boy, basically Batman's son. As she looked at him now, she saw something very different.
"I'm glad," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Because I've been wanting to do this for a long time."
She bit her lip, trying to keep her composure as his fingers continued to explore her body. She knew she should tell him no, that this wasn't right, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. He wasn't a boy anymore.
She wanted him.
And so she gave in, letting him do as he pleased.
His fingers trailed up her thigh, finding their way under her shorts and to her most intimate of places. She gasped as he began to stroke her, his touch feather-light and teasing.
She squirmed, trying to get closer to him, but the ropes held her back, keeping her in place.
"Please," she begged, her voice hoarse with desire. "I need more."
He chuckled, his fingers still moving in slow circles. "But this is just the beginning," he said, his voice dripping with promise.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle kiss. She could taste the mint on his breath, and she couldn't help but moan as his tongue delved into her mouth.
He deepened the kiss, his hands roaming her body, exploring every inch of her. She could feel her body responding to his touch, her nipples hardening and her pussy growing wetter by the second.
He broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire as he looked down at her.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his fingers still working their magic between her legs.
He leaned down again, his lips finding her neck and nibbling gently at her skin. She shivered, her breath hitching as he moved lower, his tongue tracing a line down her chest.
He reached her breast, his mouth closing around her nipple and sucking gently. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as waves of pleasure washed over her.
He switched to the other breast, his fingers still working their magic between her legs. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.
And then he stopped.
She looked up at him, her eyes pleading. "Please," she begged. "Don't stop."
He grinned, his eyes glinting with mischief. "But I want to make this last," he said, his voice low and husky.
She whimpered, her body aching for release.
He leaned down again, his lips finding hers in a searing kiss. She could taste herself on his lips, and it only served to heighten her desire.
Diana's legs were splayed, her thighs quivering with anticipation. She was embarrassed but couldn't deny the excitement coursing through her veins. Robin knelt between her legs, his eyes filled with mischief and desire.
"Look at you, Wonder Woman," he teased proudly. "Tied up and ready for me."
Diana bit her lip, her cheeks flushing. "I never said I was ready," she replied, trying to sound stern. But she wanted Robin to take her, to make her scream with pleasure.
Robin chuckled, his fingers tracing a path up Diana's inner thigh. "Oh, I think you are," he said, his voice filled with confidence. "I think you've been wanting this for a long time."
Diana gasped as Robin's fingers reached her core again, teasing her entrance. She was wet, her body betraying her earlier reservations. The boy wonder was going to keep using her pussy to make her cum over and over. And tied up so expertly, there was nothing she could do to stop him, even if she'd wanted to. Robin's fingers dipped inside her, curling to hit that sweet spot that made her moan.
"Fuck," she whispered, her hips bucking against Robin's hand. "Robin..."
Robin smirked, his fingers moving faster, building up a rhythm that made Diana's legs tremble. "That's it, Wonder Woman," he said, his voice strained with pleasure. "Cum for me."
Diana did, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. She cried out, her body convulsing with pleasure. Robin didn't stop, his fingers continuing to move in that maddening rhythm that made her see stars.
"Robin, please," she begged, her voice hoarse. "I can't take it anymore."
Robin finally relented, pulling his fingers out of her and licking them clean. Diana watched him, her eyes filled with lust. She wanted more, she wanted to feel Robin inside her.
Robin seemed to read her mind, his fingers going to the hem of her top. He peeled it up, revealing Diana's breasts. Robin's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of her.
"Fuck, Diana," he whispered, his voice filled with awe. "You're beautiful."
Diana blushed, her embarrassment returning. But she couldn't deny the thrill that ran through her as Robin's eyes roamed over her body. She felt desired, wanted.
Robin's fingers went to the waistband of her shorts, pulling it down and revealing her bare pussy. Diana gasped, her body tensing as the cool air hit her skin. Robin's eyes went to her pussy, his gaze intense.
She wanted Robin to touch her, to make her cum again.
Robin didn't disappoint, his fingers going to Diana's aching pussy and teasing her entrance. He slipped a finger inside her, then two, building up a rhythm that made Diana moan.
"Robin, please," she begged, her hips bucking against his hand. "I need more."
Robin chuckled, his fingers moving faster. "Patience, Wonder Woman," he said, his voice filled with amusement. "Good things come to those who wait."
Diana groaned, her body tensing as she felt another orgasm building up inside her. Robin's fingers moved faster, hitting that sweet spot that made her moan.
"Fuck, Robin," she cried out, her body convulsing with pleasure.
Robin didn't stop, his fingers continuing to move in that maddening rhythm that made Diana scream. She came hard, her body trembling with pleasure.
Robin finally relented, pulling his fingers out of her and licking them clean. Diana watched him, her eyes filled with lust. She wanted more, she wanted to feel Robin inside her.
Dick was short but it turned out he wasn't small. As he stripped himself, leaving only the domino mask, Diana had to admire his athletic build. His cock stood hard and ready. She gulped. It was a lot bigger than she'd expected.
He positioned himself at Diana's entrance, teasing her with the tip. Diana gasped, her body tensing as she felt Robin's dick inside her. Robin smirked, his dick moving slowly inside her.
Robin started moving, his hips thrusting against Diana's. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. Robin's dick hit that sweet spot inside her, making her moan louder.
"Oh, you like that, Wonder Bitch?" Robin teased, biting his lower lip as he thrust harder and faster, his balls slapping against her clit. His cool demeanour had melted away. He was a teenager enjoying his ultimate fantasy and his youth was starting to show.
Diana's face turned bright red, embarrassed by Robin's crude language. But she couldn't deny the pleasure he was giving her. Her nipples were hard as diamonds, and her pussy was dripping wet.
Robin smirked, enjoying the sight of Diana's embarrassment. He reached up and pinched her nipples, making her moan louder. He then leaned down and sucked on one of her nipples, flicking it with his tongue.
Diana's body arched off the bed, her back bowing as she moaned. Robin's dick was still inside her, hitting that sweet spot over and over again.
Robin then pulled out and flipped Diana over. He spread her legs apart and entered her from behind, his dick sliding in easily.
Diana moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. Robin's dick felt so good inside her, filling her up completely.
Robin started thrusting again, his hips moving back and forth. Diana moaned louder, her body trembling even more. She was so close to cumming, she could feel it building up inside her.
Robin then increased his pace, his thrusts becoming faster and harder. He was determined to make Diana cum harder than she ever had before.
And he succeeded. Diana's body trembled as she came, her pussy clenching around Robin's dick. She moaned loudly, her voice echoing through the room. That was too much for Dick, and he cried out as he came too.
He slumped down next to her on the bed, catching his breath. Diana looked back at him, her face still red with embarrassment. But she couldn't deny the pleasure she had just experienced.
Robin smirked at her, enjoying the sight of her embarrassment. He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. Diana kissed him back, her body still trembling with pleasure. She couldn't believe what had just happened, but she knew she wanted more.
"Untie me," she ordered. It was a tone of voice she reserved only for the worst of enemies and the steel in her voice made Robin jump. His eyes wide, he quickly undid the knots to free her. Then he felt Diana grip his wrists and pin him down. Her leg brushed against his crotch forcefully and his cock grew hard again, ready to give Diana another round of pleasure.
But this time, Diana was going to be the one in charge. She was going to show Robin who was really boss. And that's exactly what she did. She pressed her hands down on Robin's chest, and climbed on top of him, her pussy hovering over his dick.
Robin grinned up at her, excited to see what she was going to do. "Let me show you how a princess does it," Diana winked.
Diana then lowered herself onto his dick, taking him all in. She started riding him, her hips moving back and forth.
Robin moaned, his hands gripping her hips as she rode him. He couldn't believe how good it felt to have Diana in charge.
Diana then leaned down and kissed Robin, her tongue exploring his mouth just as forcefully as his had explored hers earlier. She then started riding him faster and harder, her breasts bouncing with every movement.
Robin moaned louder, his hands gripping her hips even tighter. He was so close to cumming, he could feel it building up inside him.
Diana then leaned back and started riding him even faster, her pussy clenching around his dick.
Robin moaned louder, his body trembling with pleasure. He couldn't take it anymore, he was going to cum.
And he did. He came inside Diana, his cum filling her up completely.
Diana moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. She had never felt so good before.
Robin then pulled out and collapsed onto the bed, his body spent.
Diana looked down at him, a satisfied smile on her face. She had never felt so good before, and she knew it was all thanks to Robin.
Robin grinned up at her, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He knew he had given Diana the best orgasm of her life, and he couldn't wait to do it again.
Then he felt the rope wrapping around his wrists and his eyes widened as she started to tie him down to her bed. "Hey, what are you doing?" Dick protested. Diana smirked: "isn't it obvious?"