no ordinary girl

every time you’re inbox i feel like i have to treat you to a pic of me (i’m addicted to your compliments), selfies under the cute.

anyway who up thinking about fucking dick grayson rn?

he gets off on your humiliation, he's very obviously on a power trip and the way you whimper, whine and beg for him makes it no better. he stands you up in front of mirrors, his gloved fingers moving at a pace that was almost torture. "don't look at me, look at that cunt... greedy." he fingers you until you're dripping down his gloves, laughs when your legs start to shake under you " 'm not done. stand up straight"

he's meaner while he fucks you too, it's never gentle with him, never slow and loving. he tugs your head back and laughs at how fast your mouth opens, tongue darting out as if he hadn't trained you that way, as if he wouldn't have forced it open. he spits in your mouth and makes you gag on his fingers as if he wasn't practically splitting you open. "you like that? y'get tighter every time you gag... fuckin' whore"