Gotham's Regents (Closed)

(sorry missed that somehow)

"Barbara, Barbara, Barbara." Ben repeated kissing across her face slowly. "What a beautiful name and a beautiful woman to match it." He smiled lightly brushing his finger tips across her face. It wasn't wasted on him at all how huge this was for her. The Bats were notoriously clannish, to the point that most people assumed they were a family and if you figured one out the rest would simply fall into place.


He kissed her again locking his eyes with her as he broke it. "You're adorable when you blush, especially all over. Just so cute and innocent." He smiled kissing her shoulder, he did so love how blushing people changed color when you pressed down, having an excuse to use his lips was just a bonus here.
 
"You actually live here." Ben said glancing around as she lead him through the apartment. "It's nice. Nicer than my place anyway." The fact that Ben all but lived in an RV affectionately nick named the Rustbucket was common public knowledge. Most heroes knew that the Rustbucket was easily in the top ten most advance vehicles on the planet augmented with as Ben would put it 'a metric fuck ton of alien tech' but at the end of the day it was still a tiny cramped space.

Ben paused at her question for a moment then stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her middle pulling her close for a soft kiss starting with her eyelids, then her cheeks. "I'm definitely interested in finding out if what have something real here Bat. . I mean Barbara." He kissed her lips at that point.
 
It was finally Ben's turn to blush when his erect cock smacked lightly against Barbara's cheek. He was used to being a little more. . .dignified than that. "Sorry, I'm sticking with the couldn't help it defense." Ben said reaching down and running his fingers through her red hair with a smile.

Ben shuddered slightly at the first brush of her lips against his cock and outright moaned when she took him into her mouth. He had to make a conscious effort to keep from pulling her hair while she so eagerly started pleasing him.
 
Ben tangled his fingers through Barbara's red mane moaning lightly. He kept his eyes locked on his lover's as much as he could but occasionally his eyes would slide shut as the rush of ecstasy rushed over him. Without his conscious effort his hips rolled just a bit against hers pushing her a little. "You're sure this is your first time?" Ben managed.
 
"You're amazing." Ben moaned pulling Barbara up gently and kissing her before the tumbling with her onto the bed. He waited for a split second before parting her thighs and gently guiding his cock into her.
 
"I'm pretty sure that international for don't stop?" Ben said pushing as far into Barbara as he could manage and via an intense amount of self control kept from simply drilling into her. He was rocking against her.

"He wrapped his arms around holding her firm body against his and started rocking his hips into her with long slow strokes.
 
Ben didn't stop, he might not have been able to at that moment anyway. Everything just felt too perfect from the way her silken folds squeezed around him to the power of her thighs pressing against his sides.

"Damn Barbara." He whispered softly into her ear. his hips continued matching her rhythm and tempo though occasionally she could feel it, a twitch in his thighs that translated into a thrust drivin ghim a little deeper than normal and sliding her against the sheets.
 
"Laughter, that's. . .new." Ben's words broken up just slightly by his slightly eratic breathing as he looked down into her eyes. He kissed her lips softly then pulled back. "You know what would have kept your head from banging against the wall? Pointy ears." He managed to tease.
 
Ben was about to crack another joke then thought better of it, or rather the sight of her lithe body arched beneath him temporarily robbed him of his famous wit and he had to kiss down her chest before picking up the pace.

He'd been making an effort not to. It was her first time and he didn't know but he'd heard stories. Ben was realizing with each thrust and the complete lack of complaints that Barbara was still Batgirl. She wasn't going to break.

Ben put one hand over one of her on the headboard interlocking his fingers with hers and started thrusting against her hard enough that she could feel his hips nearly bouncing off hers.
 
Ben let his eyes slide shut for a moment. He knew he wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer with this fiery redhead beneath him. She was o perfect, eager and shy at the same time.

His eyes opened again and he found himself lost in the emerald gaze of his young lover. Her body keeping pace with his thrusting even as they grew increasingly erattic. His free hand moved down to hwer side gripping tightly and pulling her against him as she tried to get as deep as he could manage.
 
For a split second Ben paused. He'd never had a woman get quite that loud but he knew she was enjoying herself. At the moment his mind was almost entirely blank focused entirely on the youthful body writhing beneath his own.

He hadn't noticed just how incredible her body looked glistening with sweat until her body arched in just the right way that made the undersides of her breasts catch the light perfectly.

Everything after that moment kind of blurred together. There, his hands slipped and landed on on the bed narrowly missing her on either side. Then there was a sound, not the slapping of his hips and hers but a new sound of him sliding against her, and another of the bed protesting with creaks and groans.

Finally Ben was clutching her as his climax slammed against him and anything coherent thoughts he had left were utterly obliterated and Barbara was the only thing in the entire world for a moment.
 
Some where in Ben's mind there was a flicker of a thought that he didn't need to ask if she'd enjoyed herself. The vicelike grip around his hips and chest was more than enough to answer that particular query.

Barbara wasn't anything like any other woman he'd been with before. Not just because she was a virgin, because she was an athlete. The strength, the stamina. It was something Ben had never had before. The ways her body was milking him.

When his head finally cleared he kissed her again hard. "You are amazing."
 
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