— in which you miss dick while he’s on patrol and decide to call him.
“Cause in my mind I want you here get on the next plane, I don’t care.”
Dick had been gone for hours and you couldn’t bear it anymore. Last night, he been called on patrol in the middle of a make out session and he had to rush on the scene. You gave him puppy eyes while he talked on the phone, when he hung up he told you “sorry babe, I promise we’ll pick up where we left.” and gave you a kiss.
You waited, but after the hours passed, you inevitably fell asleep. You were kinda disappointed, but you knew what you signed up for when you agreed to dating a vigilante. And being interrupted when duty calls was one of the many perks.
You really didn’t want to bother him, but you missed him. You were in your bed, you had finished your shirt earlier, took a shower and ate, trying to pass time but nothing seemed to help. You just missed your boyfriend.
So you took the phone from your nightstand, biting your lips as you clicked on his number. It ringed one, two, at the third time you almost hung up, thinking he was busy, until his voice answered.
You sat up on the bed. “Hi baby, are you busy right now?”
“I- did something happen?” His voice got serious.
“No…” you sighed, “I just miss you.”
You heard him chuckling softly, “I know babe, I’m still stuck in the Cave. I don’t think it’ll take too long.”
“Mh.” Your fingers were fidgenting with the edge of your shirt. Well, his shirt.
“Dick,” you breathed out after a moment of silence. “You wanna know what I’m wearing?”
You knew his breath caught in his throat, he was probably walking away from the whoever was near him. “Tell me...”
“Your shirt.” You grinned, “only your shirt.”
You heard the smirk in his voice, “Are you in bed?”
“Mh mh.” You smiled, this could be fun. “You know, it’s a shame you’re not here.”
“I’m very aware babe.” He admitted, smug.
“if you could see me now…” You went on, letting out a soft exhale to tease him. “I’d let you take off my shirt.”
“Why don’t you do it?” He challenged, you grinned.
“What makes you think I haven’t yet?”
“You’re trying to kill me here.” He said, making the corners of your lips curl up. You kept teasing. “We could have such good fun right now…”
“Yeah? What kind of fun?”
You chuckled, lowering down on the pillows behind you. “I’d let you take me however you wanted, if only you were here.”
You heard a soft sigh escaping his lips.
You shrugged your shoulders, closing your eyes. “I guess I’m going to have all the fun on my own…”
You heard him laugh quietly, staying silent for a long moment.
“You were supposed to be naked.”
Your eyes shot open, “What?!”
Turned out Dick wasn’t at the Manor, he had been a few rooftops away from you all this time. As soon as your phone hit the mattress, you crashed your lips together, pulling him down with you. He was in civilian clothes, wearing a tight shirt and a grin plastered on his face.
You whispered against his lips, “Liar.”
He laughed, tugging at your shirt “You’re one to talk.”
“Wasn’t lying when I said I’d let you take me how you wanted…”
He smirked at you, pulling you into another kiss. It was all tongue and spit, his hands caressing your waist as your legs wrapped around his hips, keeping him close.
His hand wandered beneath your shirt, making you shiver. You leaned into his touch, whispering “I missed you.”
He smiled at you, his heart softening. “I missed you too, love.”
You let him take off your shirt, tossing it aside. He took a moment to admire your bare body. You had to admit you felt more than just naked in front of his eyes, you felt seen. Like his gaze could see right through your body, he had you in a way no one else has ever had. Not only pysichally. Mentally, emotionally. His love dug right into you from the first moments he entered your life.
He smiled, his hands touching your bare skin like he was holding something sacred. Dick was flirty, all banter, smug even in bed. But he never ever failed to make you feel comfortable and loved, painfully and deeply cared for. Dick was naturally a giver, he cared to make you feel wanted and safe.
Your heart swelled with affection, your fingers reaching out to caress his face. You traced his lips, his jaw, then his neck. You found the hem of his shirt and tugged at it, smiling when he took it off.
Your naked body covered in goosebumps when he kissed your neck, his lips lingering and sucking on your skin. You would have to cover up the marks at work.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day.” You admitted in a whisper. He kissed down the valley between your breasts, then got lower. He kissed your belly, making you let out a shaky breath.
He came back up, hovering just inches away from your lips as his hand trailed between your legs. You let out a pathetic whine when his digits pressed against your bundle of nerves.
“Don’t tease.” You breathed out, but he grinned. His fingers traced your hole.
“You’re so wet for me,” he said it like he was proud, making you blush. “Aw babe, are you blushing?” He mocked you.
You rolled your eyes, “shut up.”
You grinded your hips against his hand, making him chuckle before he finally pushed two fingers inside of you. You moaned at the feeling, your wet insides welcoming his familiar touch. Dick kissed your face as he started to fuck you with his skilled fingers.
His other hand was holding your inner thigh, your skin was burning. You were already moaning so pretty for him, he thought you looked beautiful when you were lost in pleasure. When he picked up the pace, the only sound in the room was the wetness between your legs and your panting. You closed your eyes as your relaxed into the pillow,
“Eyes on me, princess.” His voice was hoarse, you obeyed without a word. You arched into his hand when he curled his fingers in the right place.
“Fuck, Dick-” you whined, you could feel how wet you were, his fingers sliding so easily in and out of you.
You moaned, “Dick-” and rolled your hips into his hand, making him press his free hand on your stomach to keep you still.
Your moans were becoming high-pitched and your breathing ragged, he knew you were close.
“Are you gonna come, love?” You nodded with your mouth parted.
“Words, baby.” He said with a demanding but gentle voice. You whined and whispered “Yeah- I’m close.”
“I know baby, you’re clenching around my fingers.” He grinned, “Poor thing, you’re so close.”
“Dick!” you moaned, grabbing his bicep, “please, I’m gonna-”
He smiled, he was only touching you with his fingers and you were already this desperate. “Come for me, baby.”
You cried out at his voice, your body arching into his hand as you came. Your thighs closed on reflex but he pushed them open, helping you to ride it out.
You were panting and whining, your body twitching. His fingers slipped out, but his thumb pressed against your clit, toying with it and making you jolt.
“Dick, ah-” you felt sensitive from your orgasm that your thighs jerked at his touch. He kept going, circling it and making you arch off the bed.
Dick saw how your hole was clenching around nothing as he kept playing with your clit. Your thighs was shaking as you moaned and arch into his hand.
“Dick, fuck!” You cried out, rolling your hips and coming once more. He kept touching you until he was sure you were done.
He smirked at you and leaned down to kiss you on the lips, you felt a little limp but your thighs clenched together when you saw his erection.
He still had his pants on, so you quickly pulled at the waistband, making him chuckle. You took off both his pants and boxers, his free dick was red on the tip and leaking some precum.
You quickly changed position, rolling on top of him and pinning him under you. You kissed his neck and collarbones while you took him in your hand, stroking him gently.
He whined at the feeling, muttering “fuck.”
Your hand moved with gentleness as you picked up the pace, pressing your thumb on his tip, and squeezing him.
“Y/N, baby- fuck.” You loved how vocal Dick could get, his whines and filthy moans slipping out every time you touched him. You also loved when he cried out from overstimulation and you could’ve done it now if you weren’t aching to have him inside of you.
You teased his tip, knowing that was were he was most sensitive, making him grunt. You kissed his rosy lips, parted with the pretty sounds he was making. You suddenly pulled your hand away, making him widen his eyes and whine at the loss.
“No-” His words died on his tongue when he saw you taking a condom from the nightstand. His lips parted when you ripped it open and sensually put it on him.
He groaned when you grinded on him, teasing. “Shit- please, baby.”
You sank down, your hands shooting on his chest to hold yourself upright. You moaned at the burning stretch, bottoming out in one go.
Dick moaned and flipped you back under him. “Fuck, you’re always so tight for me.”
He started to move, setting a fast pace, the bed started to rock with each thrust of his hips. The neighbours hated you, you just knew.
Your mouth fell open with moans of his name, your legs wrapping around his waist. His hand caressed your cheek, leaning down to kiss you.
He swallowed every sound you made, his tongue tangling with yours. His tip hit your cervix, making you arch your back into him and scream his name.
“Fuck babe, say me name like that.”
His black hair was damp from sweat, his movements not letting up, you were both so close.
“Dick, oh my god.” You sobbed, “I missed you, ah- so much.”
He bit your collarbone, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.
“Me too, sweet- heart.” His voice was rough, his hips hitting every right spot, making your vision blur with tears.
“Dick, I’m gonna come-” you cried out, heat pooling in your stomach.
“No.” He said, his voice firm. “Just a little more for me, baby.”
He kissed your damp cheeks, “Be good and come with me, okay?”
You couldn’t even form a coherent phrase at this point, he was fucking you stupid. Your eyes closed, your legs were locked so tight around his waist.
“I asked you a question.” He said, taking your chin in his hand, even though his voice was broken and his breathing ragged. He was so close too.
“Yes.” You said, “please, I need to-”
He grabbed your waist, pounding into you relentlessly. “Fuck,” he groaned.
His hand found your clit again, slapping it and circling it, making you moan loudly. “Come on baby, come for me.”
You felt your muscles tightening, your body shaking as you came with his name hanging from your mouth. You were a moaning and panting mess, your legs squeezing Dick’s waist.
“Oh my- fuck, sweetheart.” He followed you after a few thrusts, falling apart with groans and whines. He collapsed beside you, kissing your neck sloppily.
You were both fucked out and it took a moment to recover. His arm draped over your waist and tugged you closed to his body.
“You okay, love?” He asked gently, wiping your tears and kissing your nose.
You nodded, “yes… that was-” you paused to find the words.
“I wasn’t too rough, right?” He asked, a bit guilty you were so worn out. But you laughed, your hand coming to come through his hair.
“I was gonna say it was amazing.” You smiled, “and besides, I would’ve told you if you were being too rough.”
He smiled too, kissing your face with sweet kisses. You curled into his chest, your legs already feeling sore and your thighs still trembling.
He noticed and chuckled, pulling the blanket over your bodies. You shook your head, amused, “I think I’m gonna call in sick at work.”
He laughed, “I love you baby.”
You rested your head on his shoulder, relaxing against his warm body. “I love you too.”
Calling him during patrol hadn’t been a bad idea.
gosh that was filthy- this is the fun part of having a secret blog, nobody will ever know it’s me writing this juicy os on a bus. I guess Nightwing brings out the freak in all of us.
btw, a lot of people requested a part 2 of go go juice, the last Damian Wayne fic andddd I’m working on it, I don’t know when it will come out though.
also, my blog is growing so fast, I’m so happy! I’ve reached 50 readers!!! thank you everybody💋
last thing, please send some requests, I’ll do them after the october project.
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