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Just thinking about making Ratchet overload so hard his fucking ambulance siren goes off.
This mech who barely recharges and refuels, just needing the stress relief so bad that when he does get it via you, he ends up a little too relaxed and then all you here is WEEWOO right as he overloadsđđđđđ
You were going to die. You were definitely going to die.
Writhing against the binds Hal constructed did little to let you escape Barryâs fervent mouth. You lost count on the number of orgasms the speedster ripped out of you, vibrating his tongue and fingers in a way that had you seeing stars. Youâre not sure how a training session devolved into the two men trying to see how many orgasms they could wring out of you. This was not you intended your endurance training to go, but you couldnât deny you were being pushed to your every limit.
Hal, using his ring, had kept you on the edge for what felt like hours, mercilessly teasing you with his fingers, forcibly keeping your body still with his constructs, the only thing you could do was cry and tremble. You nearly sobbed in relief when sweet Barry felt guilty enough to step in, kissing your thighs apologetically before pressing his mouth against your mound, eating you out like a men possessed. But now you were shaking and sobbing for a different reason as the man refused to even come out for air.
âYou were so desperate earlier, begging to come, but now you want to tap out, sweetheart?â Hal crooned, watching you break again as he languidly strokes himself. âAfter Bar gives you exactly what you asked for?â
The man tsks mockingly as Barry nips at you, eliciting a yelp from you.
âDonât focus on him, just let me take care of you, honey, I want you to feel good,â Barry murmurs, blue eyes gazing at you with a striking intensity as he moves up your body, peppering you with open mouthed kisses until heâs able to mouth at the pulse point on your neck.
Hal barks out a laugh, âYouâll spoil her like that.â
His suit dematerializes, revealing him in his full nude glory as he approaches your laid form with a smug smirk as you try not to gawk at his size.
âAfter all, you still owe us, donât you, baby?â
Booster Gold and Ted Kord
Earlier you had insisted you could handle it. You were more than ready. Honestly, how hard could it be, you joked.
But as Ted began to slowly penetrate you from behind, you realize you might have bitten off more than you could chew.
Letting out a shaky moan, your head falls forward onto Boosterâs shoulder, who nuzzles his cheek against your hair, âJust breathe, youâre doing so good.â
You can only whimper pathetically, panting at how overwhelmingly full you felt. You hear Ted groan into your ear, hands flexing against your hip.
âAlmost there,â he grunts before letting out a hoarse laugh, âMight not last long with the way youâre gripping me.â
ââThink thatâs my line,â you mumble, keeping your face pressed against Michealâs shoulder, before flinching away when you feel him twitch inside you.
âMJ!â You scold halfheartedly, keeping your eyes shut lest you finish embarrassingly quick.
âYouâre both so hot,â he groans out, strands of blond hair sticking against his forehead.
Ted chokes out a laugh, sliding his hands up to grope your breasts, having finally bottomed out. âLetâs try not to make this into a fastest orgasm contest.â
âDonât know if anyone is going to beat your record,â Booster teases you, kissing your forehead, as you try to shoot him a teary glare.
âJust shut up and move alreadyâah!â You are promptly cut off when Micheal sharply thrusts into you before laughing again.
âDonât be in such a rush, we have all night to leave you in bed for the next week,â The blond hums, bringing a hand down to rub at your clit causing your breath to hitch.
âBesides, you look cute when youâre stuffed by our dicksâŠwant to savour it, right Teddy?â
âDonât worry, I wonât let him tease youâŠtoo much,â Ted whispers in a mock conspiratorial tone as his grip on your chest tightens.
Yes, you may have bitten off more than you could chew.
Bruce Wayne and Selina Kyle
After dumping Bruce, you hadnât expected another of his ex lovers to approach you nor did you expect for her to make advances towards you. But you count yourself grateful, knowing that the batâs other lovers would have rather put a blade to your throat. And there was something undeniably alluring about her, something that left every one of her actions demanding your total attention.
And it was nice to talk shit about your mutual ex.
So, it wasnât a surprise to when you found yourself drowning in her arms, every stroke and graze being devastatingly intentional, leaving you to completely submit to her whims. Not that you minded. What you did mind was when Bruce suddenly entered through your hotel roomâs window while Selina had three fingers in you.
It was almost funny seeing the detective visibly stiffen in shock, seemingly out a loss for words, âIâŠI thoughtââ
âYou know I donât spend all my time stealing. Maybe you should spent more time out of that cowl too,â Selina smirks, still not removing herself out of you, only pressing more weight against your body when you squirm.
âWell, might as well stay for the show,â Selina jerks her head toward the armchair next to the window, âGod knows you havenât been getting any since you let this one go.â
You almost laugh at the womanâs boldness before she bends her fingers in a way that having you letting out a shaky moan.
âEyes on me, sweet girl, letâs show the bat how a lady should be treated,â She purrs.
You quickly find yourself forgetting about Bruce until you hear the sound of his belt clinking and a quiet moan.
Huntress and Question
Honestly, you must have a penchant for attracting weirdos, you think, as you find your days consisting of a certain anti hero and conspiracy buff glued to your side.
Both were, without a doubt, nut cases; Helena, with her too knowing gaze and sharp tongue, and Vicâs muttering and faceless mask making the duo a bit odd in the eyes of others. But the two werenât all bad. Helena always looked out for you, ready to come to your defence without question, even if it meant threatening people with her crossbow. Vic had a knack for remembering the most obscure details youâve shared and always knew what you needed with just a glance.
Really, they werenât as bad as people made them out to be.
However, you promptly withdraw any kind word youâve said about the two of them when youâre left at their mercy.
You squirm against Vicâs lap, his grip on your naked waist unrelenting, as his erection presses against your rear as Helena tightly sucks your clit, ripping a strangled yelp from you. Youâre sure you would have jumped out of Vicâs lap if not for his hold on you.
âAww, youâre so cute, never had anyone lick this pretty pussy before?â Helena laughs before pressing her tongue against your folds as you let out a cry.
You feel Vicâs thankfully unmasked face nuzzle against your neck, âBased on her reactions and lack of any evidence of a former lover in my investigationââ
âQ!â You complain, feeling your face heat up before moaning when Helena slides a finger in you without warning.
âWhat have I said about names?â She scolds you with a twinkle in her eyes.
âA bit unfair considering youâre both still in costume,â you pant.
âI wouldnât call my coat a âcostumeâââ
âShut up, Q.â
Really, they werenât that bad.
Yeah, wouldnât be surprised if this was the first helenavic threesome fic LMAOO actually I will now take this as fact without verifying, it is my badge of honourâŠalso I really put b in that chair lol⊠Masterlist
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