Chapter Fourteen
My stomach fell to my butt and my heart beat out of my chest so hard. My lungs forgot to work and I suddenly had to catch my breath. Holy shit. The adrenaline kicked in and my feet moved before I could process. Hey, dumbass, get the fuck out of the ally your stalker knows your in. I paced myself to a fast walk, to avoid looking like prey if I ran. Not much has scared me but this has. The fear in my body language is obvious, along with the deer look in my eyes. Holy shit I look like prey.
Rushing home I make it into the elevator of my building, finally letting out the air stuck in my lungs. Grabbing my shaking knees I lean down breathing hard. As the door pings open I step out into my lobby area with my large mahogany doors. Sighing in relief I go to grab my purse and the horror strikes me. I threw it down in that ally. My phone is in my back pocket but everything else sits in the blue coach bag. My keys, ID, credit cards, and the small bullet I just bought. I squeeze my eyes shut hoping I left my door unlocked for once. The conversation I had to have with Dick I didn't want to have on the phone. I could just imagine it now "hey Dick, I left my purse in an ally after I fought off some college rapists. Also my shirt got tore so the Red Hood let me borrow his jacket." Rolling my eyes, I knew it would be a lecture.
Praying to the gods of Azarath I turn the handle finding the door sprung open. A sigh of relief hits me and I instantly feel better. Knowing I needed to gather my strength to head back to the ally to grab my purse however. I step inside closing the door behind me and locking it. Opening my phone I go to lock my credit cards when i suddenly notice it. Sitting on my counter top is my purse. Perfectly fine with a note next to it. I shake as I walk to it.
Sorry to scare you Rachel. - RH
I stare at the small scrap of paper.Anxiety fills me as I look to the open balcony door. He broke into my house to return my purse I question myself. Looking over the handwritten note, I feel puzzled. Something with the man felt familiar, felt safe. Receiving the stalkers gifts never bothered me. Never scared me. They seemed harmless and thoughtful. Never anything dangerous. But now knowing it was Red Hood. He was harmful and dangerous.
The previous night Dick had filled me in on his sweep to crime lord as he threw a bag of all of the drug families Lieutenants heads severed from their bodies. The thought still sent chills down my spine. How could I have even gotten turned on by this? I scold myself for the awful feeling I had with my moist panties. Was it the mask or the aura of the man? He was a criminal, a crime lord, a drug cartel leader, and I could not have lust shove myself at him. It was too dangerous.
Deciding not to start drama with Dick, I fold the note and put it in my bag. I need to hide the jacket until I can figure out a way to get it back to him. Unzipping the leather I slip my arms free from the warmth. It was bigger than me, but still kept me warm. Standing in front of the counter I examine the jacket. Looking for a hair or any trace of who he was, I scour. Opening the inside lining it catches my eye. The carved in symbol sits against the top of the right shoulder. The Batman symbol is perfectly carved, with every wing correct.
"What happened?" The voice startles me. Jumping around I curl my energy ready to hurl the man into the wall. My heart beating out of my chest yet again tonight, I stop panting, placing a hand on my exposed chest as my shirt hangs. "Rae." He inches near. Dicks mask sits in his hand and his eyes filled with worry.
"I'm okay." I pant out.
Stepping closer to me, he moves my hand, looking at my expose breasts. I look down to the torn material. The scratches on my chest shows an attack. In the adrenaline I felt nothing. The guy he pushed me into the wall must have done it while ripping my shirt. "What happened." He almost whispers. Tears well in my eyes and I look away. Holy shit why am I crying? "Were you assaulted?" He looks me in the eyes.
"No." I shake, "I stopped them. I'm okay Dick. It was just really scary."
"Let's get these cleaned up." He continues the low whisper. I stand still as he disappears into the hall. Looking down the scratches are red and deep. I hold the leather jacket in my hand, folding the Batman symbol away. Dick comes in with the first aid kit. I sit on the barstool as he gets out the supplies. "Do you wanna talk about it?" He tries not to push but I feel his anger and worry.
"I got too drunk at dinner." I blame myself "went to Romans and went to walk home myself. Took an ally and some guys from the shop followed me." I summarize
"Did you rip their dicks off?" I feel his anger rise.
"No, but I know I broke a nose at least." I sigh. Dick comes after my chest with a cotton ball and alcohol. Hissing with the burn he gives me an apologetic look. When he turns to grab more I slip the shirt off, throwing the sheds on the floor.
"Whose jacket?" He stops starring at the leather.
"Yeah I need you to return that." I sigh. He raises a brow. "Red Hoods" I feel his anger bubble
"What?" He says in shock.
"He was coming to my rescue I guess and saw I had it covered."I sigh, "he gave me his jacket to cover up."
"What a knight in shining armor." He growls as he puts the alcohol cotton ball back on my breasts. His breath huffs out onto my breast and sends lightning through me. His anger rages and he continues cleaning my claw marks. The way my womanhood waters concerns me. Did the masked man really open up my sexual desires after so long of locking them away.
Dick continues, cleaning each scratch. Until a deep claw mark burns deep. Shocking us both I make a small gasping moan at the sudden pain. My eyes go wide as he steps back. His shocked looked quickly changes with a smirk. "Keep moaning and I'm going to give you something to moan about." My blush sets in as he is inches from my face. I feel myself heated and moist. Maybe Megan's right, it's time to tell him what I want.
"Maybe you should." I smile. Without hesitation, Dick Grayson's lips crash into mine. The feeling is overwhelming and I'm immediately ravishing him. My hands run through his hair as my lips fall into motion with him. His hands on my waist, gripping hard. Pushing his body into mine I groan out at the lust illuminating from him. All these years, I've barely touched him. The lust awoken in me, is fierce.
Dicks pace quickens and he gently bites my lip. My moan escapes even louder this time, enticing him more. With one swift moves, he pulls me onto his torso carrying me from the chair. "I want you." He moans out.
"Then take me." I moan out as his kisses turn to my jaw line. My nails dig through his scalp and I moan with each nip of his lips.
Fumbling through my bedroom door I gasp as our bodies land on the soft bed. His fingers pull at my waist band of my jeans removing them. Stepping back he looks at me as prey. My knees spread with nothing but the black lace of my thong and bra.
"Rachel." He smirks as he slides his torso out of his uniform. "Are you sure you want this?" He questions.
"Yes." I smile.
"If you don't feel comfortable at any point, we'll stop." He assures. The uniform slides off of him as his member bounces out. Just like the other day, large and in charge. Biting my lip at the sight. my mouth watered as I slid forward onto the floor. Sitting on my knees I looked up at him. Seeing it up close is totally different. It's like there's no end and I worry about how it is fitting inside of any part of me.
Grasping the rod I feel him tense under my fingers. Tracing the veins my mouth waters. Looking up into his eyes I dart my tongue out. Licking from the base to the tip I feel him shiver. Popping the tip into my mouth I circle my tongue, sucking hard. His moan escapes from his mouth as his hand gripes the back of my head. "Rae." He moans. He taste so good. The flesh in my mouth feels amazing. Taking my job as doing good, I inch farther. Going deeper and deeper I gag. This only makes him twitch and grip harder. Taking my time, I stare at him as I gag. This only entices him more. "Fuck, that feels so good." He moans.
Suddenly without warning a large alarm blares through his suit. "DAMNIT!" He jerks from me. Stepping back he grabs his phone from his uniform. The urgency sets in and he begins dressing fast. "I'm so sorry Rae. I have to go." He groans, "your new friend is causing fucking trouble."
Noticing my sad look he leans over taking my hands into his, rising me from the floor. Leaning in his lips press onto mine hard. "Be a good girl and take care of yourself." He smirks, "I'll be home soon to taste your work." He kisses me once more. Shock registers my face as he bolts out of the window from my bedroom, holding his smirk. My heart raced from the good girl comment.
Was Dick expecting me to, play with myself? Surprise took over as I realized how more dominating he was than I expected. My thoughts consumed me as I stared blankly at the open door. Did I almost have sex? Sex with Dick. Hearing the loud meow my attention darts to the princess tower. Junie stands stretching. Shit. Forgot she would have just watched that. How awkward. She rushes to me purring as I sit on the bed. "Sorry Junie, that would have been bad." I smile. Thinking about precious events of the night I think of Red Hood. My lust awakeneer. "Did that man scare you?" I ask petting her. Laying down with her curled into me. The light breeze from the patio door and Junie's purring lull me to sleep. Feeling a sense of peace as I finally felt apart of myself healing. Letting myself go without and live lonely for 5 years was finally over. I would try with Dick. Try to start life again, instead of live in the shadows. My heart still aches for Jason. But he's not coming back. My thoughts were peaceful until I woke up at 2am thinking about the Red Hood. Thinking of his following me for years. Sending the gifts and notes with the name the Morticians Daughter and I had to figure out why. I will figure out why. All while trying to blossom my relationship with Dick. What could go wrong?
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