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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dick grayson x suffering from toxic bf! reader
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: dick grayson was your good friend, and what kind of good friend would he be if he let you be so sexually frustrated because of your loser boyfriend?
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 17+ CONTENT, rough sex, cheating, reader cheats on their boyfriend with dick, filthy talk, sex tapes, pussy worship, big dick! dick grayson, hair pulling (dick! receiving), cum play, dick loves you.
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: meow. I love dick so damn much. this was initally went from a jason todd to a wally west fic, but this always screamed dick grayson to me as I wrote it so it's for him! just re-wrote it ten thousand times. I'll write for jason and wally soon anyway.
dick grayson was a good friend— he wasn’t your best friend, but he wasn’t a distant friend either. he was one of your good friends… and he definitely wanted the best for you. you guys met at a nightclub in downtown gotham, and your friend groups meshed together pretty well… and it helps one of your best friends began to date tim.
he knew you a lot better than other people. you two mutually knew each other’s interests and your each other’s accomplishments and problems, and dick certainly knew one of your problems; a big one too.
your shitty boyfriend was the big problem.
he didn’t care about you, often leaving you alone for his friends and for his alcohol. dick didn’t know why you stayed, but you used the excuse of “when he’s good, it’s absolute heaven… he’s not that bad.”
he constantly mistreats you and you couldn’t seem to leave, no matter how many times you’d tell dick and your other friends you’d leave him. he’d make you so mad and so pissed, making you question yourself every fucking argument, but he made you feel so good when he was. it’s a toxic mess you couldn’t get out of.
dick couldn’t stand you being so mad… so what’s so bad about a good friend helping out another friend’s sexual frustration?
you were already on edge by the time dick found himself in your apartment. your boyfriend left you close to your orgasm but never made you finish (and only focused on his own dick), leaving you high and dry and looking for another source of an orgasm.
it just helps that you found yourself in dick grayson's warmth.
he comforted you, telling you everything you needed to here… his biceps strongly holding onto you, with your ass directly over his crotch, and things just seemingly happened from there.
soon enough, you are on your back, hair sprawled on your pillows with dick pounding his thick eight inches into your pussy, your hands yanking on his black hair. “feel good? feel better than that piece of shit? he never gave this pussy any love, didn’t he?”
you nod, your eyes rolled back into your skull. just a few thrusts in and you felt like this. he never made you feel this good. “oh yesssss, so— so much better… so good, ohhhhh… never- never made me feel good! fuck!!”
he nipped at your neck, biting down on your shoulder as he thrusted quicker, your nails dragging down his back. he kept your legs wrapped around his hips, heels dug into his lower back. he had a stamina that your boyfriend never had.
“it sucks… it really does.” dick begins, his thick cock stretching your walls perfectly, like you were made for him. “he lost this gorgeous fucking pussy… oh well, his loss.”
he’s such a cocky bitch; it’s irritating but it felt so fucking good. you moaned at his words and how his thick cock fucked you. the fantasies of dick never stopped, even during sex with your boyfriend. dick always had a way about him that made him irresistible. it’s no wonder why he has such a man-whore reputation, he’s amazing in every way, and he’s able to back it up with no doubts; hero in the sheets and a sex god in the sheets.
“definitely… h-his loss… oh dick!” you whine, drool slightly leaving your mouth as his tip kisses your g-spot.
his right hand moved down your body, his fingertips pressing against your clit. he moved his hand in circles at the same time of his thrusts, knowing your puffy cunt needed attention. he couldn’t help himself, he wanted to please you in every way. it’s both the pride dick had, and the desire to make you feel damn good.
“…I got you, sweetheart. I’ll take good care of you… don’t you worry that pretty little head.” he coo’s, his tone almost patronizing in the best way possible. “how did you not tell me ‘bout your problems before, pretty girl? would’ve loved to fuck this pussy so much sooner…”
he leans over as he continues to fuck you and rub your pussy, grabbing your phone and opening the camera app with his left hand, biting his tongue slightly. he places the phone on the bed as he grabs your right hand, fingers around your wrist as he forces open your hand. grabbing the phone and placing it in your hand, pressing the record button.
he smiles and waves at the camera. “oh! hey man! look at your woman!” he says to the camera, tilting your flushed face with his left hand to look at the camera. “this is how you fuck a girl… not whatever you had going on.”
your face burned scarlet red as you stared at the phone, looking at how dick fucked your pussy. you liked it, liked how dick acted, his cocky arrogant way of proving himself, even if it meant fucking a taken woman. he pulls you closer to your orgasm as he rubs your pussy.
“oh fuck… p-please dick… oh fuckkkk, dick!” your voice lets out, drool falling down your chin as your hand holding the phone shakes.
dick stables your wrist, holding it as he rubs your pussy. you looked absolutely amazing like this, and knowing it’s all on recording felt so good. “i’m taking care of her… she’s fine with me, man, don’t you worry…” he says, spreading out your folds and letting a swab of spit fall from his lips and into your inner folds. “not like you knew how to fuck your bitch anyway.” he shrugs.
“oh fuck! dick!” you could only moan at his words, not even caring in the slightest at him calling you a ‘bitch’ in this moment.
you’d backhand him later on though, and he’d apologize.
it’s a shame, really, that an argument with your boyfriend finally got you to finally fuck dick, even after all his flirting. you were practically addicted to him after one time… it’s intoxicating. your fingers dug into his shoulders, your hand still recording you two.
you look at the camera, moaning loudly. “o-oh fuck, ‘m sorry… ‘m sorry honey, he’s just so good… oh fuck, dick!”
he shakes his head as he hears you apologize to your boyfriend over the phone… you definitely didn’t feel sorry with how dick's thick cock felt in your pussy, but you couldn’t care.
his blue eyes looked at the camera again. “y’know you’re doing something wrong my guy if another guy needs to make your girl cum… maybe get a few lessons in how to fuck a girl right then you won’t have issues like this.” he says, looking at the camera as he licks your collarbone, thrusting harder.
he grabs the phone from your hand, letting your hand do whatever you wanted as he holds the phone in his right hand, flipping it so it focuses on your body, his cock disappearing in and out of your folds. “see this man?” he asks the camera, zooming in on your pussy. “this is how you fuck a pussy.”
you sob as his cock drags against your walls, your nails digging into his broad shoulders. you couldn’t care about the phone, even if he does send it in the end, but you couldn’t care.
“oh fuck, d-dick… your’s… all your’s.” you moan, your eyes rolling to the back of your skull. “I-I’m close dick, ‘m so close…”
he’s got you exactly where he wants; pussy stuffed with his dick, recording a sex tape that may or may not be sent to your boyfriend at the end of the night, and overwhelmed with his love and his massive cock.
“damn right you’re mine.” he says, chuckling as he goes faster. he smiles behind the camera, glancing the camera up and zooming the camera in on your face. “one time getting my dick and your girl already obsessed…” he says, mainly to the camera.
your face flushes as you grind against him, becoming closer and closer to the edge as he fucks deeper, your fingers pulling at the back of his head.
dick smiles as you grind against him, fucking you harder with the phone in his right hand, his left hand pressing on your abdomen. he knows damn well how close you are, leaning the phone up and zooming in on your face, capturing how your eyes roll back, face flushed and drool leaving your mouth.
“say my name, pretty girl… that’s all you need to do… say your daddy’s name…” he says lowly, purposely pushing his tip deeper.
you look at him, again not caring about the camera (or about dick calling himself 'daddy' of all names) as you scratch down his chest. “d-dick! dick! oh fuck, so good.”
he nods approvingly, pointing the camera down to not only show his cock fucking your pussy but also your nails dragging down his chest. “there you go. its quite simple how to fuck your girl right… follow what she asks you to do and she’ll do what you want her to do.” he says to the camera, talking to the boyfriend who will eventually see the tape. “oh well, you lost her before you could realize that…”
one more look into his blue eyes and a drag of his cock is all you need. “cum for me baby, fucking cum all over me, I don’t care, cum on my dick…”
that’s all you needed to hear; your toes curl, your body shakes and a convulsing mess as you cum, reaching your peak. your vision turned white as you dig deep in his skin, grinding against him as you cum all over him.
his cock continues to thrust in and out, filming your orgasm as he switches from focusing on your pussy to her face. “there you go… good girl… you’re such a good girl, yknow?”
your orgasm hits hard as your back arches, his name going off your lips over and over again, slowly losing strength and coherent thoughts as he makes you go over the edge. soon enough, your eyes roll back to normal, staring at him with half-lidded eyes, a slightly open mouth and moans leaving your mouth.
“oh dick… dick… fuck…” you moan low, looking at him and not even paying attention to the camera.
“tell me…” he says, going a little faster in order to hit his peak right now, the camera shaking as he makes the camera watch him fuck your wet pussy, his dark pubic hair glistening with your fluids. “tell me where you want my cum…”
you look at him, delirious and so cock-drunk as you speak. “anywhere… anywhere but ‘in…” you slur your words, mouth full of moans, leaning your head back and just enjoying the overstimulation. "...'m not on the pill... 'ran out... never had to use it because he never made me f-finish..."
he smiles— it faltered a little when you mentioned how your boyfriend, hopefully ex boyfriend, failed to make you cum but he doesn’t quit. he pulls his cock out, stroking the eight inches with his left hand so fast, his thumb pressing against the vein on his cock as his balls clench, finally reaching his own high as strings of hot cum spurt from his red tip and onto your abdomen, cock twitching as each rope shoots out.
you moan as his hot cum spurts all over your abdomen, your head looking down as you see your abdomen be covered with white. “dick…”
he lowered his left hand, using his pointer finger to paint something on your abdomen, using his own cum, the camera capturing it; d.g
“there you go…” he says, flipping the camera to his face, giving the camera a shitty thumbs up, hair damp, sweat dripping down the side of his face and a shit eating grin is on his face. “next time you fuck a woman, make sure you actually listen.”
finally, he ended the video, with the video finalizing and sitting pretty in your photo album. your legs are spread out, cum all over you (both yours and his), heavily breathing and feeling so much better than you did when he came into the apartment.
“you want me to send it to your boyfriend or nah?” he asks, looking at you as he holds your phone, rubbing your thigh softly.
you nod your head, running a hand through your hair. “yes… send it to him…” you say.
he cocks an eyebrow. “you sure? or is this your dicktimized brain talking?” he asks, making sure you won’t do something you regret. “cause he’s the worst person to send this to…” he warns again.
not knowing if it was your brain being so dumbed down by dick grayson’s dick, or the feeling of just defeat when it came to your soon to be ex boyfriend, you nod again. “I’m sure… send it to him, show him.”
with a brighter smile than a kid on christmas, he goes into the phone and presses your boyfriends contact…
after a moment, he puts the phone down. he lowers himself and presses a kiss on your lips. “wanna go again? or nah? your pussy too fucked after one round?”
you kiss him back, running your fingers through his black locks, sweaty and completely limp. “would you leave if I said another one?”
“not at all.” he says, beginning to kiss your jaw…
im sorry and I know u know that.
can u get over urself and come back? ur so fucking dramatic istg
yooo, what’s up dude, here catch!
u don’t know me, but ur girl’s pussy definitely knows me.
hope you have a great rest of your night, cause
I’m having a nice night with ur girl in my arms!
your girl is choking on my dick as we speak!
didn’t tell her to btw, she wanted to do it
want a video of that, cause I can give it to u, but do you deserve it?
sorry not sorry if it seems so sloppy, I’m ovulating and dick grayson is all I want rn so…. 😶🌫️
dick is a little bit of an asshole in this one but fuck it, we ball! he’s even better when he’s caring but so damn cocky 🤤 dick would definitely make sex tapes, fight with the wall. don’t know what’s next for dick, but soon! maybe submissive dick next!
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