Rinnie♡

Then you saw it.

In the center case, under its own spotlight, sat a diamond the size of a walnut, cut so perfectly it threw rainbows across the walls when the light hit it just right. Your breath caught for half a second. That one was coming home with you. You smashed the glass with a gloved fist, the alarm staying silent thanks to the jammer you had clipped to your belt earlier. The diamond dropped into your palm, cold and heavy, and you slipped it into a special pouch inside your suit before turning back to the rest of the vault. You didn’t stop until the sack was bulging and your arms ached from the weight. Only then did you sling it over your shoulder and head for the service exit you had left cracked open.

The door never opened.

A massive shadow dropped from the ceiling and landed between you and freedom. Batman Toji stood there in full gear, the black cape settling around his broad shoulders like it belonged to him. The cowl hid most of his face, but you could still see the hard line of his jaw and the way his eyes narrowed the second they landed on the sack hanging from your shoulder. He was built like a goddamn tank—shoulders wide enough to block doorways, arms thick with muscle that strained against the armored suit, chest rising and falling slow and steady like he hadn’t just dropped from three stories up. The city loved him. Kids had posters. News anchors called him a hero. Right now he just looked pissed.

"Put the bag down, Catwoman,” he said, voice low and rough like gravel under tires. “You’re not walking out of here with that.”

You tilted your head, letting a slow smile curve your lips. “Damn, Bats. You always show up looking this good or is tonight special just for me? Those arms look like they could bench press a car. Makes a girl wonder what else you’re packing under all that armor.

Toji didn’t even blink. “I’m not here for your bullshit. Drop the bag. Now.”

You took one slow step closer, the sack shifting against your back. “Come on, handsome. We both know you don’t really want to drag me to jail tonight. Look at you—big, strong, serious. Bet you’d rather be doing something a lot more fun than paperwork.”

His gloved hand flexed at his side. “Last warning.”

You laughed, low and throaty, and that was when he moved. He came at you fast, one hand reaching for the sack, the other aiming to pin your wrist. You twisted away, using the momentum to swing the heavy bag into his side. It connected with a dull thud and he grunted, but he recovered quicker than you expected. A gloved fist grazed your ribs and you hissed, ducking under his next grab. The two of you traded blows in the narrow hallway—your agility against his raw power. You landed a kick to his thigh that made him stumble, but he caught your ankle on the next swing and yanked you off balance. You rolled with it, using the pull to flip backward and land on your feet again.

“Feisty,” you panted, circling him. “I like that.”

“Shut up and fight,” he growled, lunging again.

This time you were ready. You slipped past his reach, slammed your shoulder into the emergency exit bar, and burst out into the alley. The sack bounced against your back as you sprinted for the fire escape ladder. Toji was right behind you, boots pounding the pavement. You climbed fast, muscles burning, the diamond collection clinking softly inside the bag with every rung. By the time you hauled yourself onto the rooftop, your lungs were on fire and the city stretched out below like a glittering map. Toji’s silhouette appeared at the edge of the roof seconds later, cape snapping in the wind as he pulled himself up after you.

You backed up a few steps, sack still slung over one shoulder, chest heaving. The moonlight caught on the black material of your suit, highlighting every curve. Toji straightened to his full height, breathing steady despite the chase. His eyes never left you.

“You’re fast,” he said, voice carrying across the open space. “But not fast enough to outrun me forever.”

You smirked, wiping a bead of sweat from your temple with the back of your glove. “Keep chasing me like this and I might start thinking you like the view from behind.”

Toji took one deliberate step forward, fists loose at his sides. “You’re going to jail tonight. That’s all there is to it.”

The wind picked up, carrying the distant sound of sirens that hadn’t quite reached this block yet. You shifted your weight, ready to run again if you had to, the heavy sack a constant reminder of exactly how much trouble you were in. Toji’s presence filled the rooftop like a storm cloud, all muscle and quiet fury, and for the first time that night you felt the real weight of what came next.

You didn’t waste another second. The moment Toji took that single step forward, you spun on your heel and bolted across the rooftop, the heavy sack of stolen jewels bouncing against your spine with every stride. The wind tore at your mask and the black fabric of your catsuit as you vaulted over the low ledge and landed on the next building, boots scraping concrete. Behind you, the unmistakable sound of heavy boots followed—Batman Toji wasn’t letting up. His cape snapped like a flag in the wind, and every time you glanced back you caught the glint of his cowl under the moonlight.

You cleared another gap between rooftops, heart hammering, when a thin white strand suddenly snapped across your path. You rolled your eyes so hard it almost hurt. Of course. The web belonged to only one person, and you already knew who was waiting at the end of it. Spiderman Gojo dropped down from a water tower in that ridiculous red-and-blue suit, landing in a crouch that somehow still looked cocky. The mask hid his face, but you could practically feel the shit-eating grin underneath it.

"Bad kitty,” he called out, voice bright and teasing even as he shot another web that you had to dodge mid-run. “Stealing from a jewelry store? That’s low, even for you. What, diamonds not shiny enough on your own collar?”

You laughed under your breath, the sound carried away by the wind as you kept moving. Both heroes were gaining, and the bickering started almost immediately.

“Stay out of this, web-head,” Toji growled from behind you, his voice rough and irritated. “She’s mine tonight.”

Gojo’s laughter rang out, light and unbothered. “Yours? Please. Last time you said that I still had to save your ass from falling off a fire escape. Besides, the people love me more. I’m the fun one.”

"Fun doesn’t put criminals in cuffs,” Toji snapped, leaping across the same gap you had just cleared. “And I’m not in the mood for your bullshit.”

You couldn’t help the sharp bark of laughter that escaped you as you sprinted. Their voices carried easily over the rooftops, the two of them arguing like you weren’t even there.

“Admit it, Bats,” Gojo continued, swinging ahead of you on another web line. “You just don’t want to share the credit. Or maybe you like the view too much to let her go.”

"Shut the fuck up,” Toji barked back. “Focus on the job instead of running your mouth.”

You were still laughing when the next building came into view and your stomach dropped. It was too high. The gap was wider than any you’d cleared tonight, the edge of the opposite rooftop a good twenty feet away and at least one story higher. Your boots skidded to a halt right at the ledge, the sack swinging forward and nearly pulling you off balance. The laughter died in your throat.

Both men landed behind you in perfect sync—Toji’s heavy landing sending a small cloud of dust into the air, Gojo touching down light as a cat. You turned slowly, the smirk sliding back onto your face like a mask of its own. Hands raised in mock surrender, you let the sack dangle from one finger.

“Alright, boys,” you purred, voice smooth despite the adrenaline still rushing through you. “Looks like you finally cornered the infamous Catwoman. Impressive. Really. But here’s the thing—I’m willing to make a deal. You let me walk, and this very heavy, very expensive bag of shiny things hits the ground right now. No chase, no cuffs, no paperwork. Everybody wins.”

Toji didn’t even hesitate. “Not happening.”

Gojo tilted his head, the white eyes of his mask narrowing slightly. “Tempting offer, but I’m gonna have to pass. You’ve been a very bad kitty tonight and I think it’s time you learned some manners.”

You made a show of letting the sack slip an inch lower, watching both of them flinch in perfect unison. The sight pulled another laugh from you, low and throaty. Neither one of them was listening to the actual words coming out of your mouth. They were too busy staring at the bag like it was the only thing that mattered. Fine. Time for plan B—the one that always worked when heroes got too eager.

The silence stretched between the three of you like a live wire, the distant wail of sirens still too far to matter yet. You let the smirk linger on your lips as you watched both heroes stand there, rigid, the weight of your first offer clearly not landing. Fine. Time for something they couldn’t ignore.

You tilted your head, voice dropping into a low, velvet purr. “Fine. You can drag me off to the authorities… or,” you paused, letting the word hang while your hips began a slow, deliberate sway. Step by step you closed the distance to Toji, the heavy sack of jewels still dangling from your fingers before you set it down with a soft thud.

Your gloved hand rose, fingertips tracing the hard planes of his armored chest, feeling the faint rise and fall of his breath beneath the suit. “You both could have your way with me. Right here. Right now. Wouldn’t that be more fun than paperwork and handcuffs?”

You bit your lower lip, eyes flicking between them, letting the suggestion settle. Gojo’s masked head snapped toward Toji, the white lenses of his mask narrowing. Toji’s jaw flexed, visible even under the cowl, but he didn’t immediately bark a refusal. Instead his gaze dragged over you, slow and heavy, before he rolled his eyes and exhaled through his teeth like the decision physically pained him.

“Fuck,” Toji muttered, voice gravel-rough. “You’re really pushing it, cat.”

Gojo let out a short, incredulous laugh, but there was heat under it. “She’s serious. Look at her. Bad kitty making the worst best offer of the night.”

Toji’s silence was answer enough. The bulge pressing against the front of his suit was impossible to miss, and the way his gloved hands flexed at his sides told you everything. You smiled, bright and wicked, excitement sparking through you as you stepped away from him and toward Gojo.

You reached up, fingers hooking under the edge of his mask and lifting it just enough to expose his mouth. The second your lips met his the kiss turned messy, open-mouthed, tongues sliding hot and wet. Gojo groaned into it, one hand immediately gripping your waist while the other tangled in the back of your suit. You moaned right back, the sound swallowed between you as you pressed closer, bodies flush.

Your free hand found the zipper at the front of your catsuit. The metallic rasp was loud in the night air as you dragged it down, inch by inch, revealing the swell of your breasts, the smooth skin of your sternum, the curve of your stomach. The cool rooftop breeze kissed newly exposed flesh and your nipples tightened instantly. You kept the kiss going, sloppy and hungry, saliva glistening on both your lips when you finally pulled back just enough to breathe.

“See?” you whispered against Gojo’s mouth, voice husky. “Told you it’d be fun.”

Toji’s low growl rumbled behind you, but he didn’t stop you. His eyes stayed locked on the way your suit gaped open, on the way your body moved as you leaned back into another deep, wet kiss with the web-slinger. Gojo’s hands roamed greedily now, one sliding down to palm your ass through the remaining fabric, squeezing hard enough to make you gasp into his mouth.

“Fuck, kitty,” Gojo breathed when the kiss broke again, lips shiny. “You taste like trouble.”

You laughed softly, the sound turning into a moan as Toji finally stepped in close behind you, his large frame boxing you between them. His gloved hand found your hip, fingers digging in possessively while his other hand reached around to cup one of your breasts through the open suit, thumb brushing over your nipple. The contrast of his rough touch and Gojo’s eager grip had heat pooling low in your belly.

“Both of you,” you murmured, voice thick with want, “are way too eager for this. Thought you wanted me in cuffs.”

Toji’s mouth brushed the shell of your ear, breath hot. “Still might. After.”

Gojo chuckled, already leaning in for another kiss, mask still pushed up just enough. “Speak for yourself, Bats. I’m enjoying the view right now.”

Your zipper kept sliding lower under your own fingers, the suit parting further as the night air and two pairs of hungry hands explored every inch you revealed. The chase was over. The real game had just begun.

The zipper kept descending under your fingers until the glossy black fabric parted all the way down your front, the cool night wind rushing over your bare skin and making your nipples pebble tight. You let the catsuit hang open, the heavy material sliding off one shoulder as you pressed your body back into Toji’s broad chest. His gloved palm immediately claimed your left breast, squeezing hard enough to make you gasp, while Gojo’s hands slid down your hips and gripped your ass through the remaining fabric, fingers digging deep into the soft flesh.

“Fuck, look at you,” Gojo breathed against your mouth, mask still pushed up just enough for his lips to brush yours with every word. “Tits out on a rooftop like a filthy little cat in heat. You really gonna let us wreck you right here where anyone could see?”

Toji’s low growl vibrated against your ear. “She’s been asking for it all night. Running around in that tight suit, shaking her ass, thinking she could tease us and get away with it.” His free hand slid down your stomach, pushing the open zipper even lower until his fingers brushed the slick heat between your thighs. “Already wet for us, kitty. Pathetic.”

You moaned at the rough touch, hips rolling forward into his hand while your ass pushed back against Gojo’s grip. “Maybe I like being caught,” you purred, voice husky. “Maybe I want both of you to fuck me stupid up here. Think you can handle that, Bats? Or are you all talk?”

Toji answered by yanking the rest of your suit down your hips in one sharp tug, the fabric pooling around your boots. He spun you around to face him, gloved fingers gripping your jaw as he crashed his mouth against yours in a bruising kiss. His tongue pushed deep, claiming every inch while Gojo dropped to his knees behind you, spreading your cheeks and dragging his tongue straight over your tight hole in a filthy, wet stripe.

"Shit—!” you gasped into Toji’s mouth, knees buckling as Gojo’s tongue circled and pushed, spit dripping down your crack while his fingers dug into your thighs. Toji caught you easily, one massive arm hooking under your leg to hold you open as he shoved two gloved fingers into your dripping pussy without warning. The stretch burned so good you cried out, clenching around him while Gojo kept eating your ass like he was starving.

“Listen to her,” Gojo mumbled against your skin, voice thick with spit. “Moaning like a whore already. Bet she’s never had two heroes ruining her at once.” He spat directly on your hole and pushed his tongue back in, fucking you with it while Toji’s fingers curled hard against your front wall.

“Gonna make you squirt all over my hand before I even put my cock in you,” Toji growled against your lips, adding a third finger and pumping faster. “Then I’m gonna stuff both your holes until you’re leaking our cum down your thighs like the greedy little thief you are.”

Your head fell back against Gojo’s shoulder as the pleasure built fast and sharp. Toji’s thumb found your clit, rubbing tight circles while his fingers fucked you open and Gojo’s tongue kept working your ass. The wet sounds were obscene in the night air, your moans echoing off the rooftops as your thighs started to shake.

“Fuck—fuck, I’m gonna—” you choked out, hips jerking wildly between them.

Toji’s mouth curved into a dark smirk against your throat. “That’s it, cat. Cum for us.”

The orgasm hit hard, your pussy clenching and squirting around Toji’s fingers while Gojo groaned and lapped up every drop that ran down your thighs. They didn’t give you time to recover. Toji freed his thick cock from his suit, the heavy length slapping against your stomach, and Gojo stood up behind you, mask still half-lifted as he freed his own cock and pressed the head against your spit-slick ass.

"Ready to take both of us, kitty?” Gojo asked, voice rough with need. “Gonna fill you up so good you’ll forget how to run.”

Toji gripped your hips, lifting you like you weighed nothing and lining his cock up with your soaked pussy. “Answer him, cat. Tell us you want it.”

You barely had time to nod before both men thrust forward at once, Toji burying himself to the hilt in your cunt while Gojo pushed into your ass. The stretch was overwhelming, your body shaking as they filled you completely, your moans turning into broken sobs of pleasure. They started moving immediately, rough and relentless, using you between them on the open rooftop while the city lights glittered below and distant sirens wailed somewhere far away.

"Fuck, she’s tight,” Toji grunted, pounding up into you hard enough to make your tits bounce. “Taking both cocks like she was made for it.”

Gojo’s hands gripped your waist from behind, driving into your ass with sharp thrusts. “Such a good little slut for us. Gonna pump you full, kitty. Gonna make you leak for days.”

They fucked you harder, faster, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing across the roof. Your body bounced between them, every thrust punching moans from your throat as they used you without mercy. Another orgasm built fast, your walls fluttering around both cocks as they hit every sensitive spot inside you.

“Gonna cum again,” you sobbed, nails digging into Toji’s armored shoulders. “Please—please don’t stop—”

Toji’s hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing just enough to make your vision spark. “Cum on our cocks, cat. Show us how much you love being used.”

You shattered again, squirting hard around Toji’s cock while your ass clenched on Gojo’s length. They didn’t slow down, fucking you straight through it, chasing their own release with brutal thrusts. Toji came first, burying himself deep and flooding your pussy with thick ropes of cum, the heat pushing you into another smaller orgasm.

Gojo followed seconds later, groaning loud as he pumped your ass full, both men holding you up as their cum started leaking out around their cocks and dripping down your thighs.

They stayed buried inside you for a long moment, breathing hard, hands roaming your sweat-slick skin. Toji’s mouth found yours again in a slower, messier kiss while Gojo pressed soft bites along your shoulder.

“Fuck,” Gojo muttered, voice hoarse. “We’re not done with you yet, kitty.”

Toji pulled out slowly, watching his cum drip from your used pussy before he turned you around and pushed you down onto your knees between them. “Clean us up, cat. Then we’re flipping you over and doing it all again.”

You looked up at both heroes through hazy eyes, their cocks still hard and glistening with your slick and their cum, and smiled like the filthy little thief you were.

You looked up at both heroes through hazy eyes, their cocks still hard and glistening with your slick and their cum, and smiled like the filthy little thief you were. The night was far from over.

Toji’s gloved hand tangled in your hair, tugging your head back so you had no choice but to meet his dark stare. “Open that pretty mouth, cat. Clean every drop you left on us.” His voice was low and commanding, the kind that made your thighs clench even though you were already wrecked. Gojo chuckled behind you, his fingers tracing lazy circles over your spit-slick ass while his cock twitched against your cheek.

"Fuck, she looks so good on her knees like this,” Gojo said, voice thick with lust. “Our little kitty thief all messy and dripping. Bet you love tasting yourself on our cocks, don’t you, kitty?”

You didn’t answer with words. Instead you leaned forward and dragged your tongue up the underside of Toji’s thick length, collecting the mix of your juices and his cum in one slow, filthy lick. The taste was obscene, salty and slick, and you moaned around him as you took the head into your mouth. Toji’s hips jerked forward, pushing deeper until your lips stretched wide around his girth. At the same time Gojo pressed his cock against your other cheek, smearing more cum across your skin.

"That’s it, cat. Suck him nice and deep,” Gojo praised, his hand sliding down to grip your ass hard enough to leave bruises. “While you’re at it, stroke me. Don’t be shy—use both hands if you need to.”

Your fingers wrapped around Gojo’s cock, pumping him in time with the bobbing of your head on Toji. Spit ran down your chin, mixing with the cum already coating your lips. Toji’s grip tightened in your hair, guiding your movements with rough little thrusts that made your throat flutter around him. “Good girl. Take it deeper. Show us how bad you want to be our filthy little cumdump.”

Gojo’s free hand reached down and pinched one of your nipples, rolling the stiff peak between his fingers until you whimpered around Toji’s cock. “Look at these tits bouncing while you suck. So fucking pretty. I’m gonna paint them next time I cum.”

Toji pulled you off his cock with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting your lips to his glistening head. “Enough. I want that pussy again.” He hauled you up like you weighed nothing, spinning you around and bending you over the edge of the rooftop ledge. The city lights sparkled far below, sirens still distant but growing louder. The danger only made your pulse race hotter.

Gojo moved in front of you, lifting your chin with two fingers. “Open up for me, kitty. I want that throat while Toji wrecks your cunt.”

Toji didn’t wait. He slammed into your soaked pussy in one brutal thrust, the force rocking you forward onto Gojo’s waiting cock. You choked around the thick length as it pushed past your lips, tears springing to your eyes from the sudden stretch in both ends. Toji’s hips snapped forward again and again, the wet slap of skin echoing across the rooftop while his heavy balls smacked against your clit with every stroke.

“Fuck, she’s still so tight,” Toji growled, one hand gripping your hip while the other reached around to rub your swollen clit. “Even after we filled her up she’s squeezing me like she never wants to let go.”

Gojo’s fingers threaded through your hair, holding you steady as he fucked your mouth with long, deep strokes. “That’s because our kitty loves being used. Don’t you, cat? Love having both holes stuffed by the heroes you tried to run from.”

You could only moan around Gojo’s cock, the vibrations making him curse and thrust harder. Toji’s pace grew brutal, each thrust punching the air from your lungs and driving you deeper onto Gojo.

Your tits swung beneath you, nipples brushing the cool concrete ledge. The overstimulation was almost too much—your clit throbbed under Toji’s rough fingers, your pussy clenching and fluttering around his thick cock while your throat worked around Gojo.

“Gonna cum again,” you tried to say, but it came out garbled around the cock in your mouth. Gojo laughed breathlessly.

“She’s trying to talk with her mouth full. Cute.” He pulled out just long enough for you to gasp in air before pushing back in. “Cum on Toji’s cock, kitty. Show us how much you love getting fucked stupid on a rooftop where anyone could see.”

Your orgasm crashed over you hard, pussy spasming and squirting around Toji’s length as your vision whited out. Toji groaned at the tight squeeze, fucking you through it with short, punishing thrusts that kept you shaking. Gojo pulled out of your mouth and stroked himself fast, painting thick ropes of cum across your face and tits while you moaned and trembled between them.

Toji didn’t stop. He kept pounding into your oversensitive cunt, chasing his own release with single-minded focus. “One more, cat. Give me one more before I fill this greedy pussy again.” His fingers worked your clit mercilessly, pushing you straight into another orgasm that had you screaming his name into the night air.

He buried himself to the hilt and came with a guttural groan, flooding your already dripping pussy with another load of hot cum. It leaked out around his cock, running down your thighs in thick white rivulets. Gojo knelt in front of you, licking his own cum off your tits with slow, deliberate swipes of his tongue while Toji stayed buried inside you, grinding lazily through the aftershocks.

“Fuck,” Toji muttered, voice hoarse. “We’re keeping this one.”

Gojo grinned up at you, cum still glistening on his lips. “Yeah. Our little cat thief isn’t going anywhere tonight.” He stood and helped pull you upright, both men sandwiching you between their hard bodies again. Distant sirens grew closer, blue and red lights flashing somewhere below, but none of you moved. Toji’s hand slid between your legs, pushing two fingers into your cum-filled pussy and scooping out some of the mess before bringing it to your lips.

“Taste how full we made you, kitty.”

You opened your mouth obediently, sucking his fingers clean while Gojo’s hand roamed over your ass, already teasing at your hole again. The night air was cold against your sweat-slick skin, but their bodies burned hot on either side of you.

Toji’s thick fingers stayed buried between your thighs, lazily pumping the mess of cum deeper into your swollen cunt while Gojo’s cock pressed hot and heavy against your lower back. “Still so fucking wet for us,” Toji growled, voice rough as he curled his fingers and dragged another whimper from your throat. “Our little cat can’t get enough, can she?”

Gojo’s free hand slid around to cup one of your tits, thumb flicking over your nipple as he leaned in to bite at your shoulder. “Look at you, kitty. Dripping down your thighs like a good little cumslut. Bet you want us to bend you over that ledge again and fuck another load into this greedy hole.” His fingers teased your rim in slow circles, pressing just enough to make your knees buckle. “Or maybe you want both of us stretching you open at the same time. Double stuffed while the whole city watches.”

You moaned around Toji’s fingers, hips rocking back against Gojo’s teasing touch even as your body trembled from the overstimulation. Toji pulled his hand free and slapped your ass hard, the sharp sting making you gasp. “Speak up, cat. Tell us what that filthy mouth wants.”

“Both,” you breathed, voice hoarse from earlier use. “Want both of you inside me again.”

Gojo laughed, low and filthy, spinning you around so your back hit the cold concrete ledge. He lifted you like you weighed nothing, hooking your legs over his hips while Toji moved in behind you. The head of Gojo’s cock nudged against your slick entrance, and Toji’s thick length pressed between your ass cheeks, already slick with spit and cum. “That’s our greedy kitty,” Gojo praised, pushing inside your pussy in one smooth thrust that had you crying out. “Taking us so fucking well.”

Toji spat into his palm and worked two fingers into your ass, stretching you open while Gojo started fucking you in steady, deep strokes. The double sensation had your head spinning, your walls fluttering around Gojo’s cock as Toji replaced his fingers with the blunt head of his dick. “Relax, cat. Gonna fill both these holes nice and full.” He pushed in slowly, the stretch burning sweet and sharp until he bottomed out and you were pinned between them, stuffed to the brim.

"Fuck, she’s tight,” Toji groaned, hips snapping forward to meet Gojo’s rhythm. The two men found a brutal pace, thrusting into you in alternating strokes that left you gasping and clawing at Gojo’s shoulders. Your tits bounced with every impact, nipples brushing Gojo’s chest while Toji’s hands gripped your ass hard enough to bruise. “Look at you, taking two cocks like you were made for it. Our perfect little thief.”

Gojo’s mouth found yours in a messy kiss, tongue sliding against yours as he swallowed your moans. “That’s it, kitty. Scream for us. Let the whole damn city hear how good we’re fucking you.” His hand slipped between your bodies to rub your swollen clit, and the added pressure pushed you straight into another orgasm. Your pussy clamped down hard, squirting around Gojo’s cock while your ass clenched around Toji. Both men groaned, fucking you through it with rough, punishing thrusts that had you shaking and babbling their names.

Toji came first, burying himself deep and flooding your ass with hot cum. The feeling triggered Gojo, who slammed in to the hilt and painted your insides white, his cock pulsing as he filled your pussy to overflowing. Cum leaked out around both lengths, running down your thighs in thick rivulets as they stayed buried inside you, grinding through the aftershocks.

“Fuck,” Toji muttered, biting at your neck. “Could stay buried in this ass all night.”

Gojo grinned against your lips, still half-hard inside you. “Same. Our kitty’s got the best holes in the city.” He pulled out slowly, watching the mess drip from your used cunt before setting you on shaky legs. Toji followed, his cum trickling down your thighs as he stepped back.

You swayed for a moment, catching your breath, then your eyes flicked to the bag of stolen valuables still sitting near the ledge. A wicked little smile curved your lips. While both heroes were distracted, admiring the way their cum marked your skin, you snatched the bag and bolted for the far edge of the rooftop.

“Hey!” Toji barked, lunging after you, but you were already climbing onto the ledge. The drop was dizzying, the city lights sparkling far below, but you’d done this before. You turned back with a cheeky salute, bag slung over your shoulder.

"Thanks for the fun, boys. This was very fun. Maybe we can do this another time. Bye, bye!” You blew them a kiss, then leaped off the building without hesitation. Your grapple line caught the edge of the next rooftop, swinging you safely into the shadows as the wind whipped past.

Toji reached the ledge a second too late, staring down into the darkness with a scowl. “Goddamn it. She got away again.”

Gojo leaned over beside him, still completely naked and utterly unbothered, a lazy grin on his face. “Eh, let her go. She earned that bag after how hard she worked for those creampies. Besides, I’m kinda into the whole ‘sexy cat burglar who keeps escaping us’ thing. Gives us a reason to chase her again.” He clapped Toji on the shoulder. “Next time I’m bringing snacks. And maybe a bigger dick upgrade for you, Bats. You looked a little jealous back there.”

Toji just sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as the distant wail of sirens grew louder below. “You’re the worst partner I’ve ever had.”

Gojo laughed, already swinging his suit back on. “Love you too, Bats. Now let’s go explain to the commissioner why we let Catwoman get away with half the city’s diamonds. Again.”

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Fic inspired by @laylathegoddesss :)

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