crazy for a certain nerd

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synopsis: you are alone at home, missing your husband who was in Blüdhaven to meet his brother for a week. you decided to call him which led to.. lots of interesting things. tags: smut, phone sex, fem!reader, guided masturbation, degarding, praising, tim being extra daddy material (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵) a.n: again lwk inspired by a bl manhwa i read (the new recruit). mdni credits: @cafekitsune

you jus walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a plush towel. you had tried to distract yourself since you missed your husband so much.

the feeling of being this desperate for him made you feel bad, even though it's pretty valid because he has been away for the past five days now. tim wanted to meet dick for a while, finally he made the plan and left. mostly it was for discussing work, even though you knew they needed their brotherly bonding time.

tim did ask you to come along, you were the one who politely declined.

so now you are here, stubborn and missing your man.

you unwrapped yourself and headed out the kitchen. it was a habit you started to follow two days before, it is an odd habit.. but who cares. no one could see you bare so its fine.

you grabbed yourself a drink and sat on the counter, taking sips while scrolling through your phone.

ring ring

your eyes sparkled at the pop-up, you quickly picked up the call.

"hi baby!" you chirped.

you heard a soft chuckle form the other side, it made your heart flutter.

"hi my love. missing me?"

tim replied, his voice was calm and loving. tim has no idea how big of a sucker are you for his voice.

before getting married, there were times when his voice made you lose your mind. you would tell him to keep on rambling about anything, even though it was just coding and whatever big boy stuff he did. you just needed his voice, thats it.

you hummed in reply, subtly shifting your leg together. you felt a sudden warmth blooming in your abdomen.

he hummed back. "dick is out for a bit."

"so..?" you asked, slightly tempted to ask him to.. help you with something.

the last time you guys fucked was six days back, since that night you havent touched yourself even worse. the urge was killing you.

"i think.. you are hiding something for me."

you cursed under your breath, hating how he caught you.

"just.. needy for you." your murmered, pressing your thighs tightly over the marble counter you sat on. the cold surface and warmth in you? lethal.

"mhm, i figured that out." his voice changed, now more raspy. if he was in front of you right now? you would have been on your knees and suck his fucking coc--

"will you be a good girl and listen to me?"

your thoughts paused. did.. he really just say that?

"yes."

the line went quiet, you just sat there, waiting for his response. suddenly, you could hear a soft hum, was.. he in a car?

"babe? i thought you were at home?" you asked him, genuinely confused. "i am at home love" he replied, then added, "go to the front door for me."

you sat there in double confusion, though you didnt question and walked up to the front door.

"what are you wearing?"

you bit your lip, thinking what to reply since you were naked already. "uh.. i am wearing your old tee"

tim hummed, then asked you to remove it and sit on the floor, which you did.

the coldness of the wooden floor gave you goosebumps. you just lied to your husband.. but its not like he needs to know. its not like he will come and check it..

right?

"now.. tell me how wet are you."

you slid your fingers between your folds, it was dripping. every inch of it aching to be touched.

"s'wet.. need you so bad.." you moaned.

"mhm, come on now, rub your clit for me. just like the way i do. slow and sweetly." tim murmered.

you did as he told you, circling your bud slowly, your eyes flutter shut. all your senses were at there highest. you could imagine him touching you, hear his breathing and praising hums, you could weirdly taste his saliva in your mouth-- probably because you memorized it for the past years, you could even smell his cologne-- which was.. even more weird because it felt like he was right there, in front of the door. however you shrugged it off, you had sprayed some in your shared bedroom, just to feel his presence.

your eyes fluttered open, locking at the front door. you felt a shiver run down your spine.

"you know.. i feel like you are gonna walk in any second.." you spoke softly, still rubbing yourself.

"yea? i wished i could.. just two more days." he replied. "stop rubbing yourself now."

you paused.

"now lick your finger, and then put it in you."

you pouted, he knew that you didn't like tasting yourself.

"i dont want to though.." you replied.

"oh? you are not gonna take your husband's orders now?"

you let out a pathetic whine, the way he spoke to you like that made wetter. "be a fucking good girl and lick your damn fingers, you cockslut."

you let out another whine, the degradation worked. you took your fingers in your mouth, whimpering and licking it.

"thats right, you are such a good girl."

..

the call went slient. you didnt notice it yet, you were too busy imaging it was his fingers instead.

when you finally snapped out, you glanced at your phone. "tim?"

no reply.

"babe?" you spoke slightly louder. still no response, you waited for two minutes more, though before you could hang up--

"wait, fuck.. finger yourself" tim responded, although why was he slightly breathless?

you hummed, slipping in your middle and ring finger in. "ngh- timothy-"

"say it again." he groaned.

"ah... timothy- timothy..!"

you threw your head back, increasing the pace. your moans echoed in the empty penthouse.

it was just you, looking like a mess, fingering yourself for your husband right in front of the main door. the fact anyone could just break in.. yet, the fear mingled with the pleasure, increasing your arousal.

your brain stopped the thoughts when you heard your husband mutter something.

"fuck.."

the way he said that sparked your nerves, you were now desperately calling out for him.

"Tim- ba--baby! fuc- Timothyyy!~"

all of a sudden--

you heard something outside, as if someone is running towards the door. you didn't stop, you couldn't. even tim went quie--

CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK

the aggressive clicking made you flinch, before you even reacted, the door swung open. your heart stopped beating, fingers froze between your throbbing opening.

either.. you were seeing things, or it was actually..

"Tim?"

yup, it was one and only timothy drake, the love of your life, your husband. he stood there panting, hair all messed up, cheeks rosy and his oceanic eyes burned with desire and affection.

he stepped inside further and closed the door behind him.

"Huh.. so you were naked this whole time?" tim crossed his arms, looking at you. all the words died in your throat, his appearance still took time to process. you didnt even realise when he crouched down and grabbed your jaw.

"aren't you a shameless little slut? you really listened to me and fucked yourself in front of the door like a needy little thing?"

those made you whimper pathetically. it's true, it was a risky thing to do. however you couldnt control yourself when it comes to him.

"how are you even.. here?" you mumbled, taking his other hand and guiding it down.

tim hummed, clearly stalling. his calloused fingertips brushed over your swollen clit. reminding you of all the times he touched you.

he leaned forward and kissed you hard, so hard that you almost forgot your own name. his fingers begin to rub you, slowly and with enough pressure to make you moan in his mouth.

his other hand moves down to your throat and choke you softly, he pulls back and glares at you.

"gonna' punish you for lying."

you looked at him all dazed, the next thing you knew that he tugged down his sweats, and had his cock fully erect, barely few inches away from you enterance.

"b-but-"

he shoved it in you, thankfully you had loosened yourself up enough. he positioned himself on top you and started thrusting in deep. almost rearranging your guts. (something which you been missing for so long)

"so.. you are telling me that you have been hearing since last night?"

the two of you were now in your shared bedroom now, cuddling, easing your bodies after that intense sesh. you looked up from his chest after commenting that.

"yea. dick wanted to meet bruce so.. decided to come back early." he kissed your forehead. "i didnt tell you anything cuz' i wanted to surprise you.."

your cheeks burned, you ducked your head down and smushed your face in his chest. lowkey frustrated and embarrassed by the situation.

"still cant believe you were roaming naked around the house while i was away."

your head shot up again, ready to defend yourself. "firstly, its comfortable. even when you are around i prefer to wear only my inners. secondly? i was technically wearing your tee but you called me after i came out of the shower.."

that excuse really didnt help, in fact it just made tim more amused. "Uh huh. Of course, my darling."

his voice dripped with playful mockery, making you even more irritated.

well you couldn't really do anything, since he was your husband and you love him madly, even though at times he can get on your nerves.

"hmph.. love you" you peered up from his chest.

he chuckled, replying back with a warm smile.

"love you more, my wifey."

a/n (2): istg i am so fucking tired- my uni is abt to start so my brain is malfunctioning. i think i will be posting fics one or twice a week. anyways this a bit rushed and i speedran the proofreading part, ignore any grammatical mistakes :p. enjoy and see ya on the next one!

synopsis: tim was chilling by the roof, but that can't be possible becauce you, the spidergirl of gotham is his girlfriend. tags: smut, fluff, fem!reader, spider!reader, established relationship, fingering, lots of kissing, manhandling a.n: i am actually writing a fanfic on wattpad, its my oc x tim. however my brain aint working so thats on a hold. anyways enough of me blabbering! enjoy ;) credits: mdni- @cafekitsune, spider- @strangergraphics

the night was chilly in gotham, as usual. strangely, it was actually a quiet night.

tim was crouching on the roof, scanning the area for any unusual movements. when he realised its safe, he let his body relax. he sighed as he sat properly on the roof.

click

he pressed his comms with a soft beep noise.

"spidey, where are you?"

few seconds later, he heard some noise from the other side, almost like someone was swinging.

and then suddenly, he whipped his head back after he hear a thud behind him, his body alert by the movement.

"right behind ya!"

you smiled.

tim sighed again, clearly done with your behaviour. you walked up to him.

"not happy to see your girl?"

he shot you glare at your question, then turned towards you and grabbed your waist, tugging you close.

"shut up.." he muttered. tim pressed his lips on yours, which slowly turned into a heated make out. his lips parted slightly, tongue swirling with yours. it made your brain short-circuit.

you let out a moan, which resulted in tim grabbing your jaw.

"do you realise how you get on my nerves sometimes love?"

you couldn't reply, the kiss had left you breathless. he raised an eyebrow, as if mocking you for losing yourself this quick.

"i just started, pretty girl. how can my famous spidergirl be so weak just from kissing hm?"

you really wanted to punch him hard, that stupid handsome face of his with the domino mask on? you felt tears running down your thigh.

tim hummed, pleased with your body language. "come on, look at me baby."

your eyes met again, those same eyes you fell in love with, those same eyes you watched every time you were on your knees while pleasing him, you couldn't get enough of it. you leaned in for another heated kiss.

he chuckled against your lips, kissing you back with the same intensity. it got messy, sloppy but nothing mattered.

"timothy fuck-"

you gasped as your pussy clenched around his fingers. you couldn't even process how fast things escalated. just mintues back you both were kissing, next thing you knew he unzipped your suit and slid his hand inside your panty. he teased you for being so wet already.

tim knows how wet you get just by kissing. he knows how your body responds to everything he does. he makes sure that you get the best orgasm from his finger or tongue.

"look at you, moaning on the rooftop for me. you should be glad that there isn't any crime happening tonight, or else i would have left you hot and needy." he smirked, pumping his fingers in you faster.

you whimpered loudly. tim left a trail of open mouth kisses down your neck, at times leaving behind a soft red mark. a sign of his possession.

he pressed his thumb on your clit, rubbing with pressure which made your body arch.

few minutes later, he made, fingering and rubbing you at the same time, this much pleasure was too much for you to handle. tim's long finger fucking your inside, even rubbing with a high pace and lips never leaving yours.

"babe- gonna come-" you managed to say those with great difficulty.

tim grinned and pulled out his finger, now fully focused on rubbing you. eventually the peak hit you, this orgasm was probably the best you have ever had.

he kissed you cheek and inserted two fingers in you again, he fingered you slowly, just easing your muscles. when he pulled out, his fingers were adorned with thin strings of your arousal fluid, which looked like spider webs.

after cleaning you up, he always carried wet issues in his utility belt, of course for cleaning purposes. absolutely not for such.. activities.

he had wrapped his arms around you, peppering your face with soft kisses which made you smile like an idiot.

then you decide to do something stupid.

you shot a web over the two of you, there was a shade kinda thing above.

"what are you planning to d--"

whoosh

"BABE WHAT THE FUCK??" he gasped. this wasn't something he was expecting one bit.

the two of you were now hanging upside down, like two bats cuddling. he wanted to scold you because this was risky, but when he watched you giggle? it made his heart melt.

"you are so lucky that i love you.." he chuckled and kissed you, as if pouring all his feelings and devotion towards you.

after all, you were his spidergirl<3

synopsis: he comes back home after patrol with.. pink hair. tags: fluff, pinkhair!tim, fem!reader, reader's type is pink-haired guys, established relationship, skinship, reader adores tim madly. a.n: i just re-read third ending (bl manhwa) and i realised how crazy i go for pink haired guys, even lee joobin from sketch. so got the inspo from there<3

the sun had already set, you were sprawled on the couch, blissfully reading a book.

your eyes flicked up towards the door after hearing the soft clicking noises. when the door opened, your eyes narrowed.

what.. the fuck?

you placed your book aside and sat up right, trying to process the sight in front of you. tim walked inside the house, in his usual red robin suit he left in, bo staff in his right hand while other running through his hair which used to be black, but.. now is pink?

"i know, its bad.." he mumbled, it was bad for him. after all he didnt want this to happen at all.

"how?" you asked, spreading your arms open, a silent invitation. within a blink, he kept his bo staff away and threw himself in your arms, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

"mmm, poison ivy's.. toxin" he murmured against your skin, the feeling sending shivers down your spine. you could feel the butterflies fluttering in your tummy.

of course it was her. apparently she made some toxin which made the person affected by it will change their appearance according to their partner's type.

weird? i know.

"so.. thats why your hair is pink?"

tim lifted his up and nodded. "you are weird.. for liking guys with pink hair." he muttered. he didnt sound pissed, just embarrassed. he didn't think his girlfriend have a thing for pink hair guys okay?

tim assumed that she likes guys with black hair because he has it! even though she wouldn't stop blabbering about some dudes she kept reading about with pink hair.. ugh.

you pecked his hair, nuzzling your face in his hair. "you look cute though, love"

tim instantly melted like putty, he was such a sucker for your affection. "not fair.. i am here suffering because of this! and you are---"

you cut him off with a kiss, locking your lips with his. he kissed you back eagerly, as if he had been waiting for hours. your hand reached for his hair, gently massaging his scalp, while the other hand cupping his flushed cheek. he let out a muffled whine against your lips. even more flustered now.

you were absolutely whipped for this version of tim.

synopsis: you are giving your beloved overworked boyfriend a mind-blowing head<3 warning/tags: nsfw, fluff , fem!reader, oral (male receiving), subtle degrading, vocal!tim (whiny little pup ugh), praising, established relationship

its already past 12 pm, yet tim cant tear his eyes from the bright screen in front of him. as if being red robin wasn't tiring enough, he also had wayne enterprises on his head.

his fingers hovered over the keys, typing and editing the final report. tim was running on caffeine and a thread of hope. part of him was wondering what you were doing, his sweet girlfriend he loved to death. hell, he could be cuddling with you at the moment, but i guess work had something else decided for him.

he had already dropped you a text.

"hi love, sorry for the delay. will be back in half an hour."

an hour later, he stood in front of your shared penthouse, pulling out the keys from his pocket and quietly unlocking the door, just in case if you fell asleep, he didnt want to wake you up.

as soon as he entered, his tired blue eyes widened.

"fuck."

there you were, sitting on the couch, arms crossed, and a furious pout on your lips. even though you were pissed, he couldnt get over the fact you were wearing his old tee which swallowed your frame.

tim wished he could kiss away the pout off those damn lips.

"Timothy Jackson Drake."

gosh not the full name-- you only used it when you were in a flirty mood or lecturing his overworked ass.

you stood up from the couch, the tee riding up, barely covering you. with four slow steps, you stopped in front of him. he looked down at you with slight guilt, maybe even desperation?

tim sighed and snaked his arms around your waist, tugging you in a hug. your face smushed between his firm pecks, he buried his own face on your head, inhaling your expensive sandalwood vanilla shampoo. The same one which you warned him not to use, not like he listens to you though.

"s'sorry bae.." he murmured, pressing his lips on your head.

how could you stay mad at him if he behaves like this? all that anger?

*poof*

it melted instantly.

"you are lucky that you are adorable timmy.." you pulled back slightly, looking up at him who was already looking at you like a puppy who finally got his owner back after looking hours for them. tim reached for your face, and pressed a kiss on your forehead.

that always fucked your mind so hard.

"tired?" you asked, cradling his face with adoration. he nodded, nuzzling in your palms.

you hummed, then guided him to the couch. tim didn't protest about it, he knew that whatever you are going to do is going to send him to heaven.

"ngh--"

he threw his head back, shirt unbuttoned and sat there with you tracing his veiny cock with your tongue. your eyes fluttered shut for a moment, as if memorizing it.

he was at your mercy, so tired and only wanted to be treated well by his girl.

"enjoying this, you little cock-drunk slut?" he groaned, tangling his fingers in your hair. you let out a little whine, you absolutely loved it when he called you such names. you were a.. little too cock drunk for tim after all.

after teasing him for sometime more, you finally wrapped your lips around his head. you could feel him shuddering, he let it soft gasp.

"ugh- ju--just like that.."

tim was loved this, he loved how you could just make him feel this way. you literally sucked all his exhaustion away. he is beyond grateful to you.

you sucked him slow, taking your own sweet time in pleasing him. your tongue swirled around his head, which had his mind short circuit. his pretty detective mind couldn't handle this much.

"you are such good girl.. i love it when you-- fuck."

he couldn't even talk. he looked down at you, seeing your mouth filled with his cock, eyes glossy from gagging, gosh he was melting at the sight.

"s'pretty.. my pretty girl.."

you pulled back and switched to stroking him.

"you really need to stop overworking yourself tim.." you murmured.

your thumb hovered over his slit, your eyes fluttered up. he was so gone, cheeks all flushed and looking down at you, his eyes slightly drooping, you could see the intoxicating cocktail of desire, fatigue and admiration.

you rubbed his slit gently, which made him let out a loud gasp.

"ngh- not th--" he whimpered, his hand gripped the edge of the couch. he whimpered louder when you stroked him with your other hand.

this was too much for your poor tired boyfriend.

after, well edging him twice, you finally let him cum. tim slumped back on the couch, panting and still whimpering out after the sweet torture. you stood up and sat beside him, pulling him on top of you. he immediately melted over your chest, nuzzling his face into them.

you could hear him mumbling something, probably thanking you for taking such good care of him. you kissed his head, lacing your fingers through his hair and lulling him to sleep.

this was true heaven for tim.

a.note: its been like years i have written something, might be crusty so please dont mind it. i hope yall enjoyed it (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)!

mdni banner: @cafekitsune <3