#gothetia

Red Hood and Nightwing were on his side in an instant, looking at the big cocoon and trying to understand whatever was inside of it. Glancing from the tablet on Tim’s hand to the plant, Hood got impatient and moved closer to the colorful thing. As he approached the cocoon, it started to peel, opening itself for him. A sweet aroma came out of it but his mask managed to keep it outside.

“Hold your breath!” Tim urged Dick by holding onto his arm. When the yellow musk started to dissipate in the open, the boy breathed again, compelling Nightwing to do the same.

“What the fuck…” Jason questioned when you appeared. Face covered in lust, smiling shamefully at them, trapped in your own little world.

“Oh Hello!” you managed for a moment. When the clean air finally got to your lungs, some of your conscience became clear again. Shocked expression reaching your eyes “Oh my God, what happened?”

“This is bad.” Robin commented, turning his attention to his tablet.

“What? What 's bad?” you and hood asked at the same time.

“Are you feeling okay? Does it hurt anywhere?” Nightwing ever the gentlemen approached you to check for injuries. When he touched your shoulder you shivered under him, letting out a shameful moan. He withdrew his hand immediately.

All eyes were on you. Your whole face turning red and everything about your body screaming at you to get that hand back, human contact being the only thing in your head while you fight the urge with the logic part of your brain. 

“She got poisoned with some of Ivy’s Pollen, but this one is new. We don’t have this plant on the database.” Tim urged.

“Hm. She did say something about a perfect subject.” Red Hood recalled.

The trio started to share details about the conversations during the fight, adding some weird names of plants you had no idea what meant and completely forgetting about you for a moment. Robin said something about an antidote and took a piece from the plant to put on his equipment, these were some crazy toys he had. Meanwhile your head starts to pound and the heat of your body increases, giving you a cramp you’ve never experienced before.

“She can’t stay like this.” Nightwing said. “I’ve been through this, she needs help.”

“What do you mean?” You asked in panic. They exchanged looks and he continued.

“You need to have sex with someone. This is the fastest way to get the pollen out of your system.” your shocked expression showing. “Do you have anyone that could help you?”

“Fuck! No I don’t. I’m so badly single.” you looked at the ground, regret and shame mixed with panic as you talked “What will happen if I don’t?”

“Well…” The vigilante started while scratching the back of his neck.

“You die.” Red Hood stated. Loud and clear.

“What!?” You passed the other two going straight for the red one, clutching his jacket. “Please, help me. I don't wanna die!” 

The look of terror in your eyes was something that Jason knew all too well. His heart clenched at the sight and he decided that he would do everything in his reach to help you. Your dilated pupils boring into his helmet as if looking right through it, your parted lips adding to the pleading and already making him think about the ways he could totally help you out if you conscented. You glanced at the other boys waiting for some kind of response. He was too stunned to speak.

“I can do it. I know how it works.” Nightwing offered. 

“What? Ya think I can't handle it?” Red Hood found his voice, asking in disbelief.

“No! Of course not! I just-”

“Are you really fighting over her right now?” Robin desperately asked.

“I can help her.” Red Hood stated with conviction. He turned to you “I’ll help you. I mean, if you want me to-” 

“Yes!” you cursed yourself internally for responding to him too fast and too eager. “Yes, please Mr. Hood.” that seemed to have settled it. 

You couldn’t know but Jason was actually very pleased to hear that, fighting the deranged thoughts about you in his head to remember what was at stake right now. You needed someone to help you out and he just happened to be right there to do so, that’s all. But seeing you choose him over his older brother made him feel things he had never experienced before. The golden boy, handsome vigilante with the biggest ass just got turned down for him? Damn, this was something else.

“Do you live closer?” Robin asked.

“No…” you whimpered.

“Safehouse?” Nightwing asked Hood.

“Too far.” He looked around. The talk was too much for you, making your blood boil with rage and need. “Fuck we don't have the time-”

“For fucks sake! Just get inside me, handsome. Anywhere will do.” you cut him off.

The three of them turned to you. Robin tried to hold back his snickering while Nightwing just smirked at your outburst. Jason was so sure his face was as red as his helmet by now. He lifted you up in his arms and decided to go to the most affected business nearby, the damage caused by the attack hopefully meant the place was deserted. You clung to him, hands on his neck to support yourself and his scent was too good to be true, failing to hold your moans as your nose brushed the crook of his neck. Entering the place he demanded the remaining people inside to get out and promptly led you to the business’ restroom, positioning you in the counter, he closed the door and threw any scattered debris in his sight to hold it in place.

He turned to you. The sight nearly got him nervous again he had to take a deep breath, his member getting hard already just from the way you looked at him. You were seated on the counter sink already spreading your legs, thanking the gods above that you choose to wear a skirt to work today. He couldn't know it, but you’ve thought about this moment in your head for too many times to count, being a secret fan of the vigilantes, he was definitely your favorite and with your life at stake now, you knew you were going to heaven today, one way or another.

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“Okay princess, tell me what you want-”

“Take off your gloves. I wanna feel your skin on mine.” he was startled for a second but proceeded to take his gloves right away. “Also would you mind taking your helmet off? I'll definitely need your mouth.”

“Hm. A bossy one…” he chuckled.

“Yeah well, I simply know what I want.” you replied when he finally rid himself of the gloves. You could see now his voluminous hands and the veins popping out of his skin. It made your blood boil with need.

“Well sweetheart, you're lucky I got another mask on but it doesn't cover much so… “ He started to say as his insecurities creeped in, his confidence wavering a bit. “Fuck it. You asked for it.”

And when he finally took his helmet you were taken aback by his features. Black hair with a white turf right on the front, muscular face with a sharp jawline that could do some real damage and basically everywhere, covering most of his face…

“God, you have scars.” You found yourself speaking out loud. More like moaning the sentence. The Pollen ridding you of your manners completely. “You look so sexy I think I could cum right now just from the sight of your face.” you breathed.

That made something switch inside of him. His smirk was back and so was his confidence. You swear you saw his ears turning pink for a brief moment but you were too out of it to focus on that. His smug face was all that you needed. Suddenly a sharp pain on your belly got you back to the situation you were in. You put one of your hands on the counter behind you for balance as you whimpered again.

“Touch me, Mr. Hood.” you demanded while touching one of his arms with the other.

The man was eager to comply. His hands finally found your hips, pulling you closer to him and started rovering all around your body, testing the waters and seeking the sensitive spots on your skin that triggered any particular sound. Your hand now everywhere you could feel his skin. His neck was so warm and his jawline exactly how you'd imagined. You pulled his hair a bit and granted you a delicious groan from his throat. God, you needed to hear more of that sound.

One of his hands found the back of your knee, pulling it around him to slide his hand on your tight and squeeze your butt tightly. The other hand holding your back to keep you in place. His face was so close to you now you could sense his breath on your cheek. His nose brushing against your skin as if trying to savor your scent. 

“Kiss me, Mr. Hood.” This one sounded more like a plea, and you didn't need to say it twice.

Suddenly his mouth was all over your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses everywhere and even nipping some places where your moans were especially sweet for his ears. The hand on your back traveled to your hip, your belly, and finally found the place that begged for attention.

His fingers grazed your clothed core and a gritted moan left his mouth.

“Fuck, princess. You’re so fucking wet...” His voice was rough and low in your ear.

Tired of waiting, you pushed him a bit from your chest to get some space but held him in place with your legs hooked around his back. Then you pulled your shirt up along with your bra to expose your neglected boobs, leaving the clothes right above them.

“Your mouth.” You breathed. He stared at you for a moment, taking the sight in front of him. You were so needy and bossy it was making his brain go crazy. He needed to remind himself that this was to save your life and not to just indulge his touch-starved self. But damn, if fucking this beautiful specimen of a woman was his duty now he would put everything into it.

His mouth found one of your nipples, sucking it hard while his hand finally got its way inside your panties, teasing your lips and bud a bit before inserting two fingers inside. You were in heaven. These two simple touches made you ache your back and moan loud in pleasure. Pulling his hair on the nape of his neck with one hand when the other basically slammed the mirror behind you for balance.

“That’s it babydoll, take everything ya’ need.” he encouraged you once more. “So fucking pretty, taking my fingers so well. I bet you’re loving this shit.”

The sound of your wet pussy being finger fucked, added to the praises Red Hood were throwing at you while lapping your chest, his low and deep voice giving you shivers of pleasure everytime. It was all too much. Suddenly a wave of heat attacked your body, too strong for you to hold back. A flash of white took over your vision, your legs trembling and squirming, making you moan loudly again, thankful for your relief. It left you seeing stars. He continued his ministrations now doing circles on your entrance with his hands to sooth you down until you calmed a bit.

“That was so fucking hot.” Red breathed, seeming amused. You smiled and your eyes settled on his lips when another wave of heat took over your body. You whimpered again.

“I need you, Mr. Hood. Please just fuck me, I'm ready.” That broke him. The bossy girl was totally gone, leaving a whimpering and needy hot woman begging for his cock. His primal side urging him to fucking take you here and now.

“It's okay, baby. I'm here, I'll take care of you.” He caressed your cheek with one hand, already fumbling his belt with the other. His expression completely changed from smug to worry, suddenly remembering that neither of you had no idea how much time you’ve still got. It pained him to see such a beautiful woman suffering like that.

When he finally freed his member from his clothes, his confidence shined again. This woman was so expressive it was written all over her face how happy she was with the view. She looked down at his hips and bit her lower lip.

“Oh wow, will that fit in?” She joked with that smug face of hers. Looking from his dick to his face. 

While his eyes were hidden, he could swear she was looking right through them. That mischievous glint on her sparkling eyes was intoxicating.

He wasted no time as he pulled her closer to the border on the counter and adjusted his shaft right where it was supposed to go. Entering slowly but determined, he held you in place while noticing that your pussy was showing no resistance. He needed a moment to compose himself or he swore he would cum right there. He filled you deliciously. 

“Hood… Hoodie?” You whimpered. When you moved your hips a bit he hissed.

“Ss. Fuck, darling. Just a moment would'ya?” He pleaded, gripping your hips with both his hands to hold you in place.

“But it's not hurting and you're all the way in!” You hugged his torso pulling him closer.

“I know. That's the thing.” He held your face on both of his hands. You couldn’t see it but his eyes shut hard like he was in pain. Resting his forehead on yours he continued “You feel too fucking good. I need to breathe or else I'll just come right now.”

You bit your lip to keep your giggles from coming out and let him take his sweet moment. When he opened his eyes he was met with your smug expression again, inciting his competitive side and making him want to replace that smile on your lips by the beautiful ‘O’ you had shown him before. The only thing in your mouth would be the pretty sounds of pleading for his name. 

“‘Kay, sweetheart. I'm on.” He said then grabbed you flushed on his chest. His mouth on your neck and taking a fast pace already, groping on your ass to move better inside you.

Startled by the sudden change you held onto his arms and let your sensations take over. Your bare chest on his armor, the gripping on your ass, the in and out of his cock and the moans that were leaving both of your mouths. You pulled his hair again to look at his face. His sudden smirk when he noticed your expression had changed into a very visible O with your mouth changed the chemistry of your brain. Something about his confidence while unraveling you.

Lost in pleasure, your eyes rolled back. And then he completely lost it. 

Grunting into your ear he fastened his pace, kissing, biting and sucking on your exposed neck. Your arms stayed on his hair and you almost pulled him into a kiss. Almost. You detached him from you and started doing the same thing now with his neck, leaving not a single place untouched by your starved mouth. And God did he love that.

“Fuck baby, you're so good to me.” He said. “I'm not gonna last.”

“Oh you will.” You demanded. “You have to.” You pleaded. 

Something clicked on him and he changed positions. Lifting you up and going to the extreme side of the counter, still inside you he placed you down on the counter again, his hand going to your throat but not putting any pressure on the act. He bent your back on the sink by the neck so he could lick and suck on your nipples while pumping into you. One of his thumbs went for your swollen clit, making circles there while he fucked you relentlessly.

Your moans were so loud now you're pretty sure even the passersby on the street could hear you, doing exactly what he wanted you to. Red Hood was focused on your pleasure only, getting you to squirm beneath him while your walls clenched around his cock so perfectly was everything that he needed today. When you looked down to your body, the sight was too intoxicating: his hands on you in place, his mouth on your chest and his face turned to you, expectant eyes looking at you through his domino mask while you felt the heat take over your body again. 

“Cum for me, doll.” He demanded.

The pleasure was immensurable, nothing like you've ever felt before. You knew that it was because of the Pollen, it had to be. No man had ever made you feel that good before…right? The Pollen had definitely got you bad, this type of aphrodisiac was leagues away from the normal and boring sex you've had before.

When you crumbled beneath him, Jason couldn't take it anymore, the guttural scream that left you on your release and the walls clenching so tightly around his shaft made him go mad.

“Fuuck baby, you feel so good.” He pounded faster inside you now, one hand holding one of your boobs harder and the other keeping you in place by your neck now applying just a bit of pressure. It amazed you how you’ve got the Red fucking Hood losing his composure like that inside you. The thought made you clench again, doing wonders to your ego. One last look at your disheveled face and he just came inside you. No warning. No questions. He just lost himself completely when he saw his accomplishment beneath him.

The feeling of his warm seed inside you made both of you freeze for a moment. Not exactly what you were expecting when deciding to take care of your needs. Your mind was still wearing off the pollen so you brushed off the thought very fast, just focusing on the warm spot connecting both of you right now. He on the other hand, cursed himself silently in his head for being too careless and coming too fucking fast inside you. Hell, he felt like a teenager all over again.

The hand on your neck went to rest beside your head, balancing his weight on the counter, careful not to crush you beneath him. The only sound of the deserted restroom coming from your heavy breathing bodies. Taking a moment to come down from both of your heights and finally back to reality.

“My Hero.” you breathed, breaking the silence. “Thank you for saving my life.” you stated, a smirk on your face.

He mirrored your expression and answeared.

“My pleasure.”