Nerd!Dick Grayson who is fucking the sorority girl he’s had his dick eyes set on since the start of the semester.
Who wouldn’t be attracted to you? You’re bad as fuck—I mean come on. On top of that you’re genuinely smart. Something he doesn’t see often.
So when you’re ontop of him, ever so gently stroking his lengthy shaft with two freshly manicured hands he feels as if he’ll faint.
It was supposed to be him helping you study for finals. Instead it led to you swooning him into his bed.
“You know—when you asked for a one on one I didn’t get think it would fuck.. be like this.” He shudders, bucking into your touch.
Your cunt presses against the underside of his cock through pretty pink panties. The lack of friction on your part making him frustrated.
“We don’t have time for this, pretty. M’not even supposed to be in your dorm—or out of mine past 11.” His nails dug into the fat of your hips, brows furrowed. Eyes staring up at you, a silent plea.
“Would you calm down? No one’s finding you. Nor do they care.” You scowl, rolling your eyes at his nagging. Yet you pull your panties to the side and let slick folds glide against his cock.
Dick Grayson nearly cums from that. Breath hitching and balls tightening. He needs you now.
“C’mon.” Grayson urges, and you follow him with a flick of your wrist—making sure you give yourself time to breathe and adjust while he’s balls deep inside of you.
“I’m surprised you’re a virgin. I thought someone would’ve claimed this pretty face by now.” You hiss out. Your teeth sink into your bottom lip as gummy walls drag against his cock at a slow torturous pace.
Dick throws his head back, letting out a gutteral moan, before he’s quickly silenced by your palm.
“I never said be loud. Keep it up and someone WILL find us.”
You’re gonna be the death of him. Even more so when you pick up the pace, ass rippling each time you slam yourself down on his length.
He has to stop his voice from bouncing off the walls and into someone else’s room by shoving his mouth full of your tit. Tongue circling the bud with a content hum.
He looks up at you like he’s only ever going to see you once before you ghost him. To be fair you probably will.
“Take over.” You blurt out, slowing your pace. His feet plant into the mattress and his cock fucks up into you. His hips snapping so desperately you would’ve lost your balance if his arms weren’t wrapped around your waist keeping you steady.
Dick Grayson doesn’t want this to ever end. He’d fuck you for hours if he could, but for now? He’ll settle for watching your face as you cum with a muffled cry—drenching his sheets.
