Chapter Fifteen
After my awakening of lust three weeks ago I hadn't seen Dick much. He never made it back to my house that night, said shit was going bad with the Red Hood and he had to stay closer to the batcave. He called me the next morning asking if I was okay from the night before. I told him yes and how much I wanted to finish, but agreed on our rain check. Oh how Dick filled my mind lately. Meditation was hard to focus on, but it was needed to keep lust at bay. Lord knows what happens when I let her loose. That's how I ended up falling in love with Jason Todd.
Jason Todd, my Robin 2.O, my broken boy, the itch I had to scratch. How I missed him daily, but the pain wasn't the same after all these years. Well except for days like today.
The breeze in the air whips around me as I stand on the balcony of my home. The sound of the city fills my ears as I lean against the concrete ledge. Looking down I stare at the cigarette lit in my finger tips. The zippo sits on top of the red box of cigarettes. Engraved with a skull and smoke. My fingers trace the small engraved letters on the side. JT. Taking a drag I hold the smoke in my throat, closing my eyes. Picturing the way Jason would taste after a smoke and a glass of whisky.
Without a thought I blow it out, quickly taking a drink of the small glass. The whisky is strong and burns. Even with both contributing factors, It's not the same. My heart hurts with the failed attempt.
"You know smoking cuts your life expectancy in half?" I hear a voice speak from the corner of the balcony. I slowly turn to see the intruder leaned against the wall. His cargo pants fitted, with straps tied to his thighs. Holsters sit on the side with guns. His grey sweater tight to his muscles. I look to the red helmet. I roll my eyes as the newest crime lord watches me.
"You've seen what I can do. Why come here?" I scoff. "Nightwing isn't here. And I'm not scared of you." I turn my attention back to the city. A shiver runs up my spine with the thought of his stalking me for years.
"Your boyfriend not wanna spend time with you?" He mocks as he walks to the ledge next to me.
"Who said he's my boyfriend?" I roll my eyes as I take another drag.
"Two seemed close." He shrugs.
"Yeah. I guess." I blow out, taking another swig.
"You don't seem like a whisky drinker, Princess." He laughs as I make a face.
"I'm not." I cough out.
"Then why drink it." He questions.
"In remembrance." I sigh.
"Of who?" He leans against the ledge looking over the city.
"A soulmate." I take the last drag of the cigarette throwing it over the ledge into the city. I close my eyes as I feel the last bit of smoke fill my lungs. I breath out, shakily wanting to cry with the last it gone. Holding back with my visitor. I take a swig and walk to my sliding door opening it.
"I'm sorry." He speaks as I walk through the door. I leave it open, letting the October air into my penthouse.
"Me too." I sit down on the sectional, watching him walk in. He looks around. I throw the pack of smokes and lighter back into the open box of Jason's stuff on the floor.
"How long has he been gone?" He stands staring at me.
"5 years." I feel my buzz slipping into being drunk.
"Going to mourn for a lifetime?" He picks up a picture off of my end table next to the reading chair. "This him?"
"No. I only mourn a few days a year now and todays one." I sigh. "That's him, Jason." As his attention is away I slide my finger over the panic button on my end table, alerting Dick to trouble.
He sits the photo down. Not saying anything. He looks back to my drunken mess.
"What does the name mean?" I ask
"Never heard of Google." He scoffs.
"Don't care enough." I roll my eyes.
"Then Spotify it." He huffs.
"So why are you here?" I take another swig. Thinking of the possibility of what this damn song means.
"Looking for your boyfriend and my jacket back." he walks to my bookshelf. Eyeing the selection of novels.
"Like I said. He's not here and he's not my boyfriend." I swallow the last of the whisky. "Jacket is on the table." I point to it, "should have came and got it before it got too cold."
"Fuck buddies then." He scoffs. I feel his jealousy burn. He walks over picking it up and sliding it on. I notice his comfort as his jacket is back on him,
"I think about it sometimes but not yet." I look to the empty glass, smiling
"Maybe give him a chance. Afraid your vigilante would be bad in bed?" He scoffs
"you seem so offended. Is that why you're here?"
"What?" He turns around to me quick.
"Did you come to try and get a screw?" I smile, "cause I assure you I'm not that easy."
"You'd probably spread it like butter." He cocks his head and I feel his seductiveness float.
"You wouldn't even know what to do with me if you had the chance." I laugh.
"Baby girl I would rock your fucking world." He huffs out as I smile. "You wouldn't be sitting for a week after I was done with you."
"Oh yeah?" I feel lust bubbling, "what would you do?" My drunk words speak before I can catch them. Damnit, Rachel. He is your stalker!! Don't bring this book crap into your life.
"First, you'd need to learn your place." I can feel his lust and it's powerful. "On your knees." He smiles.
"Oh you think I'm going to do that." I smile.
"Do it." He orders, "now." The tone shocks me a little and I smile stepping out from the couch and I sit on my knees.
"Better." I smile.
"No." He groans. "You're not going to speak unless I tell you to. Got it?" He orders. I nod my head in response. Holy shit I feel the cold on my black panties as I sit here. Why am I so freaking wet right now? This shouldn't be turning me on. I'm playing this game until Dick gets here. Don't get turned on stupid!
"Second." He walks to me, "this mouth would be full." He traces his fingers to my chin. I almost gasp at the way they curve around my chin. Noticing the figure on the balcony I know lust doesn't have a chance. I smirk at him. "Do you want me to rock your world baby?" He asks and I feel his need. The way it pours over my body I'm so thankful Dick is here, because I would fuck this man tonight. Dicks eye brow raises as he has heard this whole conversation.
"No but he's going to rock yours." I smile pointing to Dick.
Quickly he turns his head as Dicks boot slams into his helmet, with a grunt he falls to the floor. Nightwing grabs the man by his collar, pulling him up and slamming him into the wall. "Woah big boy, can't act mad when someone wants to eat your cake if you let it sit." He laughs
"Shut it." Nightwing flares at him.
"Zip zap.!" The man yells as he quickly pulls out a taser, hitting Nightwing in the side. It zaps him hard and he jolts back, letting him go. "Later baby girl." He laughs as he tries to run out of the balcony door. I stand up watching the scene, stumbling back into the couch with my drunk ness.
Nightwing sticks his leg out, sending the man tripping forward. Grabbing his arm he throws him backwards towards me. Crashing into the glass coffee table in front of me, he rolls through it. Sitting back I try to stay out of the fight. The man groans and stands trying to shake the glass off as Nightwing runs forward with his escrima sticks light up with electricity. He smiles as he yells "zap zip!" Hitting the man in the back.
"Alright Fuck this." He grumbles as he kicks back at Nightwing, slamming into his groin. With a grunt Nightwing grabs ahold of his foot spinning him to fall on the glass again. I gasp at the sight of blood with the glass.
"Alright stop!" I yell. "That's enough." Nightwing looks at me with worry. Having a soft spot for this man getting hurt was a bad sign.
The Red Hood takes this weak moment and kicks up, slamming into Nightwing's chin. Sending him flying backwards onto the floor. Before he could regain footing the man sends three blows powerfully to Nightwing's face. With a grunt, he regains himself. Rolling him over the red hood gets another blow to his chest. A loud grunt pains out and then another blow to Nightwing's head. They roll around continuing the hitting as I watch. Finally with a quick motion Nightwing throws the man off into the wall next to the open balcony door.
"This has been fun" he pants out. "Catch" the disc shaped item flys through the room at Dick. Encasing the disc with my energy it explodes in a small ball. I look back as the man jumps off the balcony giving a salute. Nightwing chases, looking over the ledge while panting. Turning slowly he looks to me through the window.
"You okay?" He walks in looking at my frazzled expression.
"Yeah." I sigh as I focus on the table. I focus my energy bringing it back to full. He smiles lightly.
"Wonder what brought him here." He holds his chin and I feel his pain.
"Said he was looking for you." I sigh. "Come here."
"The conversation was interesting that I walked into." He stretches his back.
I sit a pillow down in my lap and pat it. "He asked what we were." Dick plops down on the couch, laying his head in my lap. "He seemed jealous and I told him so."
"Fucking weird." He laughs. I touch my hand to his chin, slowly taking the pain away. Going into a trance I take my time taking his pain away, not only from his chin. Working on his entire body to clear any stiff muscle. Opening my eyes I look to him with his mask off, relaxed and calm. "Feel better?" I smile as I run my fingers through his hair. He nods yes as I continue. Sighing out he sits up softly, moving his body to sit next to mine. His head leans on the back of the couch.
"He asked if we were fucking." I look away.
"Oh. A nosey one isn't he" Dick laughs.
"I told him no, but that I thought of it." I smile looking at him. Slowly he turns his head looking at me.
"You do?" He asks lightly.
Slowly I lean in, placing my lips onto his. Kissing him softly I feel his hesitation. The taste of coffee on his mouth brings me back. His soft lips fit to mine and I press deeper into his. I take my hand cupping his cheek as he slides a hand to meet mine. He seems like he wants this, but I feel him holding back. Keeping himself in check. Moving into him, I straddle his body, sitting on his lap. My kisses deepen and he returns them softly. I break slowly panting, "Dick, I want this." I breath out softly.
"I know."he opens his eyes looking at me. He smiles lightly, "not tonight Rae."
"Then just stay with me" I almost plead. He nods as I take his lips back into mine. He seems more relaxed now and grabs my hips, pushing myself closer. He kisses me harder. I feel myself dampen as my hips grind onto him, feeling his member bulge. Taking the edge of the baggy tee off I flip it over my head. A slight smile plays on his face as he sees the navy bra overfilled and tight. Pushing my chest into him, I continue the make out session. Biting his lip he groans lightly. I smile thinking I'm finally getting him roused up.
"Rae." He moans slightly.
"Fuck me Dick" I plead kissing him. He separates us dropping his head back to the couch.
"I want to." He sighs, "believe me. I really want to." His hand traces my hip bone.
"Then do it." I smile leaning to his neck, placing a trail of kisses.
"You're drunk." He reminds me.
"Don't judge liquid courage." I laugh lightly.
"And it's the anniversary of you two." He sighs, looking at the photo of Jason and I. Sitting back looking at him. I look away quickly feeling embarrassed. "Let's go to bed Rae." He smiles, "if you still want me in the morning. I promise I'll give you the works"
Looking to him I smile, "promise?"
"Anything for you." He leans up kissing me. I smile as I stand from him. Walking away with just my bra and underwear on, I slip into my bedroom. Walking into my bathroom I brush my teeth from the smoke taste. With toothbrush in hand I stare into the bedroom as Dick strips out of his uniform. His muscled body sits in front of me, built and broad. My fingers twitch as the thought of rubbing my them over his pecks. The Calvin Klein underwear fit him tight and perfect. He smiles lightly at me as he watches me brush my teeth.
"Are you interested in him?" He asks as he folds his suit up.
"Who?" I spit into the sink.
"The Red hood." He pulls his phone out, taking him out of commission.
"Why does he have a big dong?" I tease.
"Because you were just on your knees for him as he rubbed your face" He raises a brow
"I know." I sigh "we need to talk"
"Well that's not good" he sits on the bed. I smile crawling into his lap pushing him back onto my pillows. Putting my hips onto his I realize what a horrible choice I've made. My wetness sits right on top of his bulge. "Fuck." He looks down. "You're soaked." He closes his eyes fighting his demons.
"Still wanna wait until tomorrow." I smile. His nod yes is hard fought.
"Red Hood is my stalker." I breath out breaking his concentration.
"What?" He opens his eyes looking to me.
"When he let me borrow his jacket there was a box in the pocket with earrings. It said about time we met." He rolls his eyes.
"Jesus." His voice is angry.
"I'm sorry." I look away as I still sit on top of him.
"You want him?" He raises a brow.
"Maybe." I smile slightly. "I think he awoke my lust after so long. His aura is familiar and warming. I don't know what's wrong with me." I blush. "I'm sorry Dick."
"Rachel." He leans up brushing my cheek. "When we do this, it's done. You're mine. No going back." He has a smirk. "Figure out what you want before we take this step."
Why did he have to say that? The tingling in my crotch grows stronger. "Yours?" I smirk. "Possessive, aren't we?"
"Very." He leans kissing me, "I don't share my toys."
"Toy?" I sit back in shock. "Is that what I am to you?" I laugh.
"Well you give amazing head Rae. Kinda glad I got called out that night because I was fucking close. And the way your ass looks laying around this house." He closes his eyes reminiscing "I'm going to use you as mine when I finally get to be with you."
"I'm already wet." I smirk "no need to say shit like that."
"This is the first time in so long you've touched me." He smiles, "honestly I should thank the fucker."
"I don't think the fucker is a bad guy." I roll my eyes.
"Ah yes, stalking you and breaking into your house. Good guy!" He says sarcastically. I scoot off of him sitting on the bed.
"Can I be honest?" I huff as he rolls on his side staring at me.
"That's all I want." He smirks
"I think it's Red X as the Red hood." I smile, "his aura is so familiar and that's the only connection"
"Did Red X ever make you wet?" He rolls his eyes. I look away with a blush.
"I uh. May have hooked up with him between Melchior and Jason." I smile as his eyes roll. "Hey you fucked Harley Quinn." I blurt out in defense. He grins slightly with a blush creeping onto his cheek.
"To be fair she tied me up." He grumbles
"Nice to know what you're into." I smirk, "give me a few days to work some shit out in my head. Some good old meditation should help."
"I'll wait forever, you know that." He smiles at me. Standing from the bed he goes to walk out of my room.
"Will you still stay." I sound like a child, "just with me tonight."
"Always." He smiles leaning over and kissing me. Curling into bed with Dick is possibly the best sleep I have had in years. His warm body soothed my broken soul. A part of my soul he was healing.
Still here? Or no? Whatcha thinking, because I'm unsure.