Gotham's Regents (Closed)

[Sean Renaud]

"First time I've heard that." Ben whispered slowly untangling himself from Barbara and kissing her forehead. "You okay?" He asked wrapping an arm around her and keeping her close as much out of genuine affection as out of the need to keep her warmth against him.

"Go on breathe." He said more talking to himself at that moment than the sweaty beauty clinging to his side. He could still feel the last little twinges of pleasure flickering around his mind. Every where she touched was electric, a little distracting since every breathe she took slid her nipples across his bare skin.

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

"Hmm?" Ben might not have been freaking out but he was still a little too lost in the haze to truly grasp the significance of her statement. "You're fine, strong though. I think you might have bruised a rib." He chuckled pulling her against him.

His eyes wandered to her fingers sticky with his fluid. "Yeah that was a bit much, you're just. . .amazing."

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

Ben watched as she decided to take a taste, completely uninhibited by the fact that he was watching her, well staring when it became obvious what she was going to do. He had to supress a slight tingling below the waist signalling that a second round wasn't totally beyond the pale.

"and I let you cum inside me."

Well that cut through the lust fueled haze in his head. But he didn't really know what to say about it. He still didn't know WHO Barbara/Batgirl was in any real sense of the word. Since Barbara was not in fact a member of the elite all of Ben's guesses about red heads with the necessary finances to be a Bat wouldn't have gotten him anywhere and besides he knew he could just ask at this point.

"It's okay, I'm fine and you're adorable." He smiled squeezing her slightly. "You don't need to hold back with you just caught me a bit off guard."

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

"What? Why?" Ben asked twisting slightly in bed until his vertebrae audiably popped, then twisted his neck reproducing the same with a satisfied grunt. The entire time he managed to keep his eyes on the limber gymnast in front of. . .well off slightly to the right of him. "I'm actually very comfortable, except kinda cold now that you're so far away." He commented idly trying to ignore the fact that blood was already flowing back towards specific extremities.

"And no, I might not be legit super hero kung fu ninja in shape but I did well at the Plumber's Acadamy. Without the watch I mean. " His words obviously a bit self doubting. But who wouldn't be in her presence? He was in good shape. . .excellent by rational standards but Batgirl was easily an Olympic Class Athlete.

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

Ben just stared for a moment longer occasionally wincing when she twisted herself into a particularly awkward positon. "You were not lying, you can totally get your ankles behind your. . .wait you're going to be doing most of the work?" He hadn't been quite at full mast yet but he was as the realization finished settling on him.

"Well I guess that's not only a yes you enjoyed yourself but also a no you're not in anyway sore." Ben commented more to himself than to her. "You are something else." He visibly fought the urge to grab her instead letting her keep control.

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

Ben's eyes widen in equal parts arousal and fear as he watched her. Sure, he was liked to talk a good game about how he could go all night and please an entire cheerleading squad but he'd never actually tried.

"I'm just going to file what you said about Batman under ask later because I'm sure it is a fascinating and satisfying story. Also you could probably read the phone book in that tone of voice and get my attention." She could actually feel his cock lurch in her grasp hardening a little more and tugging against her grip. "But not now."

The idea of to the point of exhaustion though. There was no time like the present to find out if it was really a good thing if you couldn't move after sex. Besides saying now to Barbara was not on the list of options.

"Sounds fun."

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

"Oh my fucking god." Ben wasn't able to form a more flattering sentence. He was too busy being enthralled by Barbara's incredible athleticism. Not only was she doing the splits, she was making it look like it was just something people did. No more amazing than putting one foot in front of the other.

Just a whole lot sexier.

Unable to find something constructive to do with his hands they went to the bed at his sides, his fingers digging into the sheets while the rest of his body mostly held still. The sheen on his chest did an excellent job of revealing abs that were normally difficult to spot on the young hero.

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

"You've got to be kidding me." Ben gasped. She had his full attention like nothing in his entire life ever had. His eyes were all over the place, her eyes, her breasts but the think most entrancing was the union of their bodies. Watching his erect manhood slipping in and out of her was absolutely euphoric.

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

Ben watched her for a nother moment before he couldn't stop himself from driving his hips up into the waif almost literally hovering over his groin. His hands were still clutching at the sheet for what little good that was doing, they'd nearly been removed entirely from the bed at this point providing nothing but a place for his fists to clench that weren't on Barbara's very grippable hips.

"Fuck Barbara." He grunted clenching his teeth for a moment. His hips were now matching her rhythm doing his best not to knock her off balance. Ben couldn't tear his eyes away from her. He could see the tiny beads of sweat tracing her (admittedly more pronounced than his own) abs and down to her toned thighs.

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

Ben gasped when Barbara dropped her full weight on him. Not that her weight itself was anything but being completely ensheathed in her warmth, that was something. "No, no no, you do not need to up your game." He closed his eyes again this time trying to block her out for a moment. "You know I'm not gonna last forever with you being all sexy and perfect and how long have you been thinking of this?" His eyes opening again and watching intently. Ben's hands finally left the sheets unable to find a better purchase despite wanting to just grab her and ravage her.

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

Ben inhaled sharply when she gripped his wrists more from the surprise of her moving so suddenly than from any actual pain. He let her pin him of course, he could definitely appreciate the subtle, perhaps accidental show of force. At the moment any control he thought he had over the situation was merely her indulging him.

Ben bit down on his lower lip staring up at her before he took the invitation. Surely she hadn't placed her ripe mounds within tongue and teeth distance if she hadn't intended for him to partake? So he did nipping and licking at her flesh whenever it came within reach. She was slightly salty now with her own sweat.

He wasn't fighting against her her grip, but she could feel him straining just slightly. His hips coming up to meet hers adding to the thudding beat of their union.

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

Ben felt her body contract around his cock and he exploded. The fact was that he'd impressed himself by managing not to climax before the freshly popped Barbara. "Wow, I'm. . .damn." He kissed her sweaty forehead, then her lips pulling her close against him, his arms wrapped tight around him.

When his words finally returned along with the feeling in his lower extremities he gently pulled away from Barbara. "Welcome to the not a virgin club. Though one of us seemed like a virgin tonight and I promise it wasn't you."

 

[Lily_Wight]

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[Sean Renaud]

Ben's eyes widened slightly and a chuckle rumbled out of his throat. Some mixture of fear and awe making up the emotion. "Thank god I got a breather while you were busy with. . ." Ben paused chewing on his lip. "I don't even know what that position was, it's not a cowgirl. . .anyway not important fortunately I'm not completely dead. You're a fucking machine Barbara."