#muse;binary;

bold what does apply to your muse , italicize what applies sometimes ,   strike through what never applies .

♡ㅤSEXUAL   IDENTITY:  queer / gay / lesbian / bisexual / pansexual / omnisexual / asexual / androsexual / demisexual / fluid / non-labeled / graysexual / gynesexual / homosexual / monosexual / polysexual / heterosexual

♡ㅤROMANTIC   IDENTITY:  queer / gay / lesbian / biromantic / panromantic / omniromantic / aromantic / androromantic / demiromantic / fluid / non-labelled / grayromantic / gyneromantic / homoromantic / monoromantic / polyromantic / heteroromantic

♡ㅤGENDER   IDENTITY:  cisgender / intersex / gender-nonconforming / trans masc / trans fem / trans man / trans woman / nonbinary / androgynous / gender-fluid / genderqueer / agender / demi-girl / demi-boy / bigender / pangender / omnigender / two-spirit.

♡ㅤ BODY &  APPEARANCE:  under 5" height / 5"-5'4" height / 5'5"-5'8" height / 5'9"-5'11" height / 6"-6'4" height / 6'5"+ height / small build / medium build / athletic build / muscular build / curvy build / wears boxers / wears briefs / wears boxer briefs / wears lingerie / goes commando / shaves / waxes / manscapes / doesn’t shave or wax / cupsize A-B / cupsize C-D / cupsize DD/F-DDD/G / cupsize H+ / length 1'-3' / length 4'-5' / length 6'-8' (7.5’) / length 9'-11' / length 12'+ / thin girth / average girth / thick girth

♡ㅤPHYSICAL   PREFERENCES   IN   PARTNERS:   no preference / mild preferences / strict preferences / under 5" height / 5"-5'4" height / 5'5"-5'8" height / 5'9"-5'11" height / 6"-6'4" height / 6'5"+ height / small build / medium build / athletic build / muscular build / curvy build / wears boxers / wears briefs / wears lingerie / goes commando / shaves / waxes / manscapes / doesn’t shave or wax / cupsize A-B / cupsize C-D / cupsize DD/F-DDD/G / cupsize H+ / length 1'-3' / length 4'-5' / length 6'-8' / length 9'-11' / length 12'+ / thin girth / average girth / thick girth

♡ㅤDATING  PREFERENCES:  monogamous / ethically nonmonogamous / monogamish / relationship anarchy / open relationships / polyamorous / doesn't date / dates casually / dates with intent to form relationships

♡ㅤSEXUAL  INCLINATIONS:  sex favourable / sex adverse / sex indifferent / hypersexual / sex-repulsed / bottom / top / versatile / vers bottom / vers top / service top / power bottom / stone top / pillow princess / submissive / dominant / switch / brat / baby girl or baby boy / soft dom / pleasure dom / caregiver / affectionate or emotionally intimate during the act / emotionally detached during the act / playful / serious / likes to touch their partner during the act / limited touching outside of the act itself / spits / swallows / uses protection / doesn't use protection / messy / prefers cleanliness / prefers to finish on the body / prefers to finish inside partner / prefers partner to finish inside them

♡ㅤATTACHMENT STYLE:   secure / anxious-preoccupied / dismissive-avoidant / fearful-avoidant / disorganized

♡ㅤLOVE   LANGUAGES   /   STYLES:   words of affirmation / quality time / acts of service (giving) / receiving gifts / physical touch / activity / appreciation / emotional / financial / intellectual / physical / practical

♡ㅤSOUNDS:  is silent or makes little to no sounds / is very quiet / is very loud / grows in volume over time / bites hand / bites partner / bites pillow to muffle themselves / calls out partner's name / curses / growls / happy cries / fakes or exaggerates / goes nonverbal / prefers a quiet partner / prefers a loud partner / prefers a responsive partner / is turned on by dirty talk / is turned off by dirty talk

♡ PHYSICAL   ACTS   OF   INTIMACY:  holding hands / kissing / cuddling / massages / bathing together / washing partner's hair / skin on skin contact / forehead kisses / playing under the table (e.g. hand on thigh, footsy etc) / playing with partner's hair / playful tickling / seeking them out in bed to hold / eye contact / reading and/or singing to your partner / being read to / napping together / couch cuddles while doing separate activities (head in lap etc)

Her fingers cramped around the edge of the bookshelves -- praying it wouldn't move from the sheer weight of the two being put on it. It was the only thing keeping her from falling over -- both body and mind far too focused on reciprocating the touching and whimpers that occurred hidden between the plentiful rows of books.

"----A-Ah..."

The texture of the tendrils that had invaded past the hemline of her trousers was something she had never felt before -- cold, sure: slimy, yes-- but the way it curved and slithered around her clothed mound was like anything she had ever felt before. The attention to detail was impeccable, and the force it manifested was heavenly. From just a few strokes alone, Bianca was a soaked mess.

But she wasn't so sure where to t o u c h him in return, though.

Perhaps it was because of the skeleton halfway dressed in muscles and veins that lacked zones to be touched -- but Bianca could settle for anything as long as that meant this moment wouldn't stop.

"---- W-Would you still judge me if I swore...? I-It's so hard to hold it back when you're making me feel so--.."

As the tentacle slid all the way back, pushing up even harder against her intimates, Bianca's fingers pulled his skull close to her lips with a yelp. Panting close to where his lips would've otherwise been -- but were now a set of teeth, grinning back at her while those hollow, black eyes did nothing but look at her with love.

"G-God."

Her hips endlessly rutted into the appendage to meet the friction, gasping and groaning. She wasn't even undressed yet, and she was already on the verge of cumming.

She didn't know exactly why her heart began to beat faster when her clothes began to drop in the light -- and with no mask to cover her face;; she always retreated to the dark. Luckily for her, Deadshot -- No, sorry -- F l o y d didn't seem to mind that at all.

Why so? Perhaps that she was on top of him, whispering dirty words -- and a firm grip on his cock, pumping him feverishly.

"That feels good, doesn't it...Who would've thought you'd be downright whining before I gave you what you wanted, hm...?"

Her back arched into his toned chest -- their size difference quite apparent as she lay there nuzzled in between his torso and arm -- cradled by his steamy moans escaping straight up into her ear. Sending a wave of goosebumps down her spine.

Ever since their first sexual escapade together, Binary couldn't get enough of seeing him succumb to her whims -- and with every new boundary explored, she grew more and more confident of pushing him to his limits.

So, as long as he enjoyed it, Binary did too.

"Tell me -- Tell me what other things you want me to do to you...I could think of a few myself, but please...Enlighten me~."

The hacker squeezed him harder with the spoken, filthy words -- then releasing to let her fingernails ghost over his pulsating shaft in attentive circles -- waiting in agony to finally experience some kind of release.

With her stomach pressed firmly but comfortably against the sheets of Floyd's bed and legs swaying back and forth gently in the air, the level of her eyes was directly aligned with the hitman's teased erection. The poor bastard had been dripping pre-cum for the past hour, driven to the edge time and time again -- much to Binary's approval.

Most lovers would crack under the surface, but not Floyd. No, not tonight. He had been exceptionally good— and Binary wanted to make sure his patience didn't go by unnoticed.

"Stand right there...~---" The lustful venom coated her words as the brunette nudged herself closer, finally closing the distance between her lips and the tip of his throbbing cock.

One hand wrapped around the base of him -- squeezing two fingers around his balls just to emphasize her control despite her very submissive-looking position.

"Mmmmhhh."

Lips suctioned themselves to the head with a slobbering mess, stroking the rim attentively -- right before she began bobbing her head up and down in a slow, rhythmic pace. Never failing to glance back up to the marksman's face; just to meet his bearded visage staring back at her;; nearly on the breaking point already.

"Aw -- What's wrong...? Don't tell me you're going to cum already.''

That's mean, Miss Bianca. Very, very mean.

But while she could've been meaner and stopped midway, she didn't. Instead, her eye finally closed in deep focus -- trusting him completely while simultanously losing herself, sucking him off. The taste of salt and pre-cum filled her oral cavity the longer she worked him, giving him little time to catch a break or catch his balance. It was a delight to feel those muscled thighs of his tremble with every stroke;; showing that even the strongest man could crumble at the power of fellatio.

Binary didn't exist to be claimed. She was free, no matter what anyone said or claimed. But that didn't mean she found Batman's words of demand very exhilarating. She'd let him believe he owned her -- just for tonight.

"---- You're talking quite a lot for a man who's supposed to have his mouth full."

The way his lips had been lingering upon her thighs for what felt like hours was driving her insane -- but Binary reminded herself that she was in charge. She was, after all -- the one on top right now.

"F-Fuck, Br---Batman..."

When patience could no longer be considered a virtue, Bianca pressed her whole weight upon her. Considering that their two bodies were far different in both stature and weight, she was easily handled by the masked vigilante underneath her. Perfect.

Surely, he must've handled worse.

Cursing the fact that she didn't have anything to hold onto when he had that stupid cowl on, she cupped the back of his head as far as she could reach. Digging her nails into the hard material between his two ears, tilting his head up-- closing the distance between her drenched folds and his tongue.

"A-Ah. G-God."

Her own face turned to face the sky -- mouth parted open underneath the mask upon her head. Bianca panted, fogging up the plastic with her own steamed breath -- chest heaving in response to the euphoric sensation spreading from her pelvis and up into the pit of her stomach.

Pleasure clawing into her petite body, turning her inside and out.

"---H a h -."

>. An exsperated wheeze exited her kiss-swollen lips as Bruce's much larger stature shifted down upon her -- fluttering silken walls clenching around his enlarged cock that now fit snugly inside her. The prior teasing and prodding had been damn near u n b e a r a b l e -- but she had to admit that this euphoric sensation was more than worth it in the long run.

"Y-Yes. F-Fuck~."

They had barely made it past the Batcave, up the elevator after plenty of kisses and fondling, before they had collapsed onto one another in the library -- just one room away from his bedroom. So close, yet so far.

Oh well. Not a problem anymore -- unless Alfred decided to take a late-night hike around the mansion because he heard some noises and banging. Binary could be quiet -- if she wanted to. But Bruce...

If he could tease her all the way up here, then by God, she could tease him now.

The long, leather cape cascaded over her, shielding her from the outside world as if Bruce made sure he was the only one who was allowed to see her, feel her -- all to himself. It was the only selfishness that Bianca would allow him -- especially when he gave her the very thing she craved the most.

To feel safe.

"D-Don't go too fast. S-Slower."

Her cramping fingers curled around the seat of the armchair that she was bent over, back arching in twitching delights as she was getting accustomed to his throbbing size within her.<

"Just like that..."

The stockings that had clung to her legs like a second skin were now in shambles -- ripped from thigh to thigh;; leaving just enough bare skin for the three of them to indulge in each other's company quick and effortlessly.

A darkened, guttural moan interrupted the chuckle that was about to exit her dark-painted lips when her back hit the surface of his desk -- writhing momentarily before her boss's hands locked over her waist and hoisted her drenched, exposed cunt back towards them.

Just the right amount of rough that she could never say no to. If it had been anyone else, though...

"What --? You're not complaining, are you? Tch. We'll buy you new ones, Darling —don't you fret. "

"Sure you will... But we both know that you'll be ripping those as well the second you get the chance to ---"

Really, Bianca?

Her 'complaining' didn't get far, though, because when Two-Face buried themselves to the hilt within her, a loud gasp filled her vocal cords. Her hands curled around her disheveled dress that could barely cover her chest anymore -- lost in ecstasy when they began to plow into her.

"S-So what? We'll buy you thousands of them --- Just -- Hh! Fuck, Bianca..---."

Their mutual burst of moans filled the office as the slaps of skin against skin grew louder --- lulling the divided ex-DA and his right-hand woman further into a sinful state as she lay spread upon their desk. Grunting, moaning -- fucking until both their bones wanted to cave in. It didn't take long for Binary to lose track of her status as his henchwoman -- and instead began to seek his emotional attention by stretching her hand up;; cupping his scarred side with unwavering adoration in her eye.

And once she did -- Harvey quickly began to tear at the seams.

"Kiss me -- "

"What---?"

"Kiss me."

The motion was swift -- and before she knew it, he had her waist cradled;; and her naked breasts pressed to his clothed chest moments before their lips collided together.