bruce comes to with his body tied up in ropes, spread out on a bed. he’s not sure how he got there; the last thing he remembers is being on patrol for the first night solo in however many years before it all goes dark. bruce wayne is a detective, and as detectives do—he investigates. there’s not much wiggle room in the rope, but it’s comfortable—soft even. his body is tied up almost like a star, but the way it’s tied up—it’s almost beautiful in a way. intricate knots hold his naked body firm on the bed, connected to the frame. he continues to make inferences when soft humming starts to fill the room, craning his neck up to look at his kidnapper.

“hello my beloved,” talia smiles. “i see you’ve awaken and seen my surprise.” she slowly creeps closer to the bed.

“talia. what have you done.”

“you still owe me one more night together, so i decided to take matters into my own hands,” she shrugs before sitting on the bed. “don’t you look the prettiest all tied up for me, beloved?” bruce has to admit, he’s always loved how freeing it feels to let go and let someone tie him up. however, this was not the time for this, he has a city to protect.

the bat tugs at the restraints, “talia, you have to let me go, gotham needs me. i can be all yours another night.” her smile falters for only a moment before she regains her composure.

she drags her fingers down bruce’s chest, “there’s nothing to worry about beloved. your city is safe. you are mine tonight.” talia places a short kiss to his lips before slowly kissing down his jaw. “you know you want this, don’t you beloved?” bruce grunts but makes no moves to escape. she smiles once more before kissing down his body getting close to his happy trail. “you’ve always been so handsome, beloved. if only you would join me, damian would be our perfect heir but we could have more.”

“talia-” bruce starts but is cut off by the assassin’s nails dragging lightly on his cock. his hips buck up as his body chases the feeling. “more please?”

“there he is. i knew you would come back around.” talia wraps her hand around bruce’s cock, stroking the man slowly but firmly. as much as he loves to deny it—talia al ghul knows bruce wayne’s body like the back of her hand. she knows exactly how to make him crumble simply with her hands. her hands drag up and down his cock tightly, flicking up at the tip—just the way bruce loved it—making him putty in her hands. she plants a featherlight kiss on the tip before raising her body above his and sinking down on his cock. “see beloved? it’s a perfect fit. we’re meant to do this. you and me, forever.”

bruce moans deeply as he tries to thrust his hips up, “beloved please, let me feel you.” he craved the feeling of her in his hands, had missed it; all the late nights the two shared. the way her heat molded so perfectly around him, the way she clenched around him, all of it. it was all too much for someone who had a lack of action recently. he could feel how embarrassingly quick his orgasm was coming up. “fuck- wait talia slow down i’m gonna,” bruce moans.

“come in me, beloved. together we will create a better world. we are stronger together, our children will be the strongest,” talia rolled her hips harder, grinding into bruce. he felt the knot in his stomach snap as he came with a cry of talia’s name while cum filled her insides. it felt too good, so sinful. “you look prettiest like this my dear bruce, so pretty in these lovely knots under me.”

bruce slowly nods as his vision goes back to black.

“please mommy, please i just wanna cum i’ve been so good,” jason pleads as his orgasm is denied for the third time tonight. roy smiles cruelly as he wordlessly directs him to continue stroking his own cock, revelling in his already fucked out state.

“but you’re looking so pretty like this jaybird, how could i make you stop? look at you all fucked out for me and i haven’t even touched you once,” roy coos as jason whines out. it had to be cruel—what roy was doing to jason. making him touch himself while roy sits spread out all perfect with his stupid cock out, not touching jason while edging him for hours. it could bring tears to jason’s eyes—could. not that it has, but he would never admit it. “just a couple more pretty boy, doing so good for me baby. be a good boy and i’ll let you fuck me, yeah?” jason nods enthusiastically, stroking his cock faster with the other’s promise.

jason’s whines fill up the room perfectly as he slips further and further into a deeper subspace, bucking his hips up and fucking into his fist. “please mommy i’m so close i wanna cum. i-i need it please need it so bad.”

“no.” roy smirks as jason whines but listens to him. “aw, poor baby gonna cry? need to cum that bad birdy?” what comes out of jason’s mouth can’t even be classified as words—noises fly out of his mouth as he begs roy to let him come.

whatever strength roy had remaining quickly left his body as he fills the space next to jason, removing his hand to place his own in an ‘o’ motion at the base of his cock. “no, no please i’ve been so good please.” tears fall from jason’s eyes as he pleads with roy, only to choke on his words as roy sinks down on his cock. a stream of ‘thank you’s and ‘please’s fall from his lips.

“you wanna come baby? wanna come in mommy, pretty boy?” roy slowly bounces on his cock without removing his hand. jason’s eyes find his as he nods frantically. “too bad pretty boy, you gotta earn it. make mommy come first and you’ll get your reward.” he is quickly flipped over wordlessly as the raven-haired man fucks into roy with haste.

jason fucks roy with vigor, placing his hand on his cock and stroking him quickly. “please mommy wanna feel you come, please come for me i’ve been so so good. feels so good when you cum on my cock so so good.”

roy’s eyes roll back from the pleasure. he feels his stomach bunch into knots as he gets closer to his peak. “just like that jay, so close. fucking mommy so good baby.” just the look in jason’s eyes could make roy come on the spot. “almost there, pretty boy. harder baby fuck me so good just like that baby.” roy’s vision goes white as his orgasm crashes through his entire body—body shaking as his hands fly up to jason’s shoulders and nails dig into his back.

“please mommy i was so good let me cum please let me cum. wasn’t i such a good boy for you mommy?” jason cries as his patience wears thin; thrusts getting sloppier.

roy comes down from his high and smashes his lips into jason’s; lips locking in a messy kiss. “come for mommy baby. fill mommy up, such a good boy.” that’s all it takes for the floodgates to come crashing down as jason’s orgasm hits him like a train. he holds roy close trying to pump his come as deep into the other as possible. roy holds him just as close, rolling his hips slowly to help jason through his orgasm.

jason slowly comes down from his high before leaving light kisses all over roy’s face.

“ready for round two?”