Author's Notes: Guess who's recently played Gotham Knights… Batgirl was my go to character because Babs looked very fucking hot. I ship Dick/Babs but I've got a lot of time for Jason/Babs at the moment.
The Belfry was quiet tonight, the rest of the Bat-family was all out, dealing with the crimes that plagued Gotham. And there simply wasn't enough crime tonight for Barbara to be needed too.
Barbara Gordon, dressed in her Batgirl outfit, found herself alone in the cluttered room. She stretched out her legs and leaned back in her chair, letting out a deep sigh as she glanced around.
"Babs," a voice called out.
She turned her head to see Jason Todd, also known as Red Hood, standing in the doorway. He leaned against the frame, his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, standing up from her chair and walking towards him.
"I could ask you the same thing," he replied, his eyes trailing down her body. "But I think I already know the answer."
Barbara raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest. "And what answer would that be?"
Jason stepped closer to her, his eyes locked on hers. "That you're bored. And looking for some excitement."
Barbara's heart rate quickened as she felt her body respond to his words. She couldn't deny that he was right, she was looking for something to take her mind off of things. And Jason, with his rugged good looks and bad boy attitude, was definitely someone who could provide that. It wouldn't be the first moment of weakness when she was alone with him.
"And what if I am?" she asked, her voice low and husky.
Jason's smirk grew wider as he reached out and wrapped his hand around the back of her neck, pulling her closer to him. "Then I have just the thing for you," he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.
Barbara's breath hitched as she felt his other hand slide down her body, cupping her ass and pulling her against him. She could feel his hard length pressed against her and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Jason," she protested, pressing her hands to his broad chest. He laughed squeezing her ass harder, making the redhead moan again. He knew it always started like this. She always gave in and admitted she wanted it.
He ran his hands up her thighs and pressed his warm palm to her crotch. Barbara squirmed in his grasp.
"Come on," he hissed, "we're on our own. Don't pretend you don't want this."
She breathed out as he whipped her belt away. Then she whimpered as he thrust his hand down her costume, roughly groping her pussy.
"Fuck, Babs," Jason growled, his fingers finding her wet and ready for him. "You're so fucking wet."
Barbara let out a soft whimper as she felt his fingers enter her, curling and stroking her G-spot. She reached out and grabbed onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she tried to steady herself.
Jason's fingers moved faster and harder, his thumb circling her clit as she felt her orgasm building. She threw her head back, her hair brushing against her shoulders as she let out a loud moan.
"That's it, Babs," Jason murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. "Cum for me."
Barbara's orgasm hit her like a wave, her body trembling as she felt herself coming undone. Jason continued to stroke her, drawing out every last bit of pleasure until she was left panting and spent.
"Fuck, Jason," she breathed, her legs feeling like jelly as she leaned against him.
Jason chuckled, his fingers sliding out of her and his hand moving to her chin, tilting her head up so he could look at her. "You're welcome," he said, his eyes shining with amusement.
Barbara rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile. "Asshole," she muttered, but there was no heat behind her words.
Jason's smirk grew wider as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. "You love it," he murmured against her lips.
Barbara couldn't deny that she did. She loved the way Jason made her feel, the way he could turn her on with just a few words and the way he took control. She loved the way he fucked her, hard and rough, just the way she liked it.
Jason's hands moved to her Batgirl outfit, pulling it down her body and leaving her standing in front of him in just her bra and panties. He reached out and cupped her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple through the fabric.
Barbara let out a soft moan as she felt her nipple harden under his touch. Jason's other hand moved to her panties, pulling them down her legs and leaving her completely exposed.
"Bend over," Jason growled, his hand wrapping around her waist and guiding her towards the table.
Barbara did as she was told, bending over and placing her hands on the table. She felt Jason's hand on her ass, his fingers tracing the curve of her cheek before he slapped it, the sound echoing through the room.
Barbara let out a soft moan as she felt the sting of his hand on her skin. She felt him step closer to her, his hard length pressing against her ass as he reached around and cupped her breast.
"You're fucking beautiful, Babs," Jason murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.
Barbara let out a soft whimper as she felt his fingers pinching her nipple, her body responding to his touch. Jason's hand left her breast and trailed down her stomach, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in slow circles.
Barbara's breath hitched as she felt his fingers on her sensitive flesh. She pushed back against him, grinding her ass against his cock as she let out a soft moan. Jason groaned, his fingers moving faster against her clit.
Barbara let out a soft gasp as she felt his other hand wrap around her throat, not tight enough to choke her but enough to remind her who was in charge.
"Do you like that, Babs?" Jason asked, his lips brushing against her ear.
Barbara let out a soft whimper, her body trembling as Jason continued to rub her clit.
"Yes," she finally managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.
Jason chuckled darkly before he removed his hand from her clit and stepped back. Barbara felt a moment of disappointment before she felt Jason's hand on her ass again, this time his fingers merely tracing a line over her smooth, soft buttocks before they slipped between her legs again.
"You're so fucking tight, Babs," Jason growled, his fingers moving fast inside her again, warming her up for his cock. She pushed back against Jason's fingers, her body trembling as she let out a soft moan.
Jason chuckled darkly before he removed his fingers from her and stepped back. Barbara felt a moment of disappointment before she felt Jason's hard length pressing against her entrance.
"Do you want me to fuck you, Babs?" Jason asked, his lips brushing against her ear.
Barbara let out a soft moan as she nodded her head.
"Yes," she finally managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Even though your boyfriend wouldn't like it?"
"Fuck you, Jason."
"Say it."
"Fuck you."
He yanked her bright orange hair harshly. "Say it!"
She sighed. "You're the best fuck I've ever had."
Jason didn't need any more encouragement and he thrust inside her, filling her completely. Barbara let out a soft gasp as she felt him inside her, her body trembling as he began to fuck her.
Barbara's fingers dug into the wood as Jason gripped her shoulders, his nails leaving half-moon indentations in her skin. Her breath hitched as he spanked her ass, the sting of his hand on her flesh only adding to the pleasure coursing through her body.
Jason's hand tangled in Barbara's luscious ginger locks, pulling her head back as he rammed his dick into her pussy from behind. The table in the Belfry creaked under the weight of their fucking, the only sound breaking the silence between them.
"Fuck, you feel good, Barbs," Jason growled, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he neared his release. Barbara moaned in response, her pussy clenching around his cock as she felt her own orgasm building.
Barbara let out a soft gasp as she felt her orgasm crashing over her, her body trembling as Jason continued to fuck her.
Jason let out a low growl as he felt her orgasm. He pulled out of her and slapped her ass, the sound echoing through the room.
"Good girl," Jason murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.
He moved around to the other side of the table, his eyes locked on Barbara's as he stroked himself. He gripped her hair again, even tighter, holding her bent forwards over the table for him.
"Open your mouth," he commanded, and Barbara obeyed without hesitation. Jason's cock slid past her lips, the salty taste of his precum on her tongue as he began to fuck her mouth.
Barbara's hands moved to his thighs, her fingers digging into the muscle as she took him deeper. Jason's thrusts became more insistent, his balls slapping against her chin as he neared his release.
With a final thrust, Jason came, his hot load filling Barbara's mouth. She swallowed, her eyes never leaving his as he pulled out.
Jason reached for his phone, snapping a quick photo of Barbara's flushed face and bare chest. "Another one for the collection," he said with a smirk, and Barbara couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"You're such a dick, Jason," she said, but there was no heat in her words. Jason just chuckled, already pulling up his pants and straightening his clothes.
"I know," he said, and Barbara couldn't help but smile. Despite his rough exterior, Jason always knew how to make her feel good. And that was all that mattered in the end.
As Jason left the Belfry, Barbara remained on the table, her body still tingling with pleasure.
"One day, I'm going to text these to Grayson," she heard him say as he left and she cursed. She knew she shouldn't have let things go this far with him, but she couldn't help herself. Jason was just too irresistible.
And as she got dressed, Barbara couldn't help but wonder what Dick would think if he saw that photo. She couldn't help but smile at the thought although she knew she shouldn't.