Dick got in the shower as quickly as he got back, Barbara smiled as she watched him get in. For a second, he thought that maybe she would join him. She didn’t. Stepping out of the shower, Dick thought maybe she had left. He quickly toweled off and pulled on a pair of shorts before wondering off to see what happened to Barbara…
“Hay Boy Wonder,” a familiar voice purred, “How about you show me if you are a real Wonder?”
Dick looked over at his bed. There was Barbara laying across his bed, wearing nothing but her Batgirl gloves and cowl.
“Ah look,” Dick said in a fake Italian accent, “She want-sa-tha Hot Wing!”
Dick did a forward summersault and mounted the bed next to Barbara.
“Extra spicy!” Dick said before kissing Barbara.
It didn’t take much kissing to get to full strength Barbara noted and she reached over to the night stand. Right where Alfred always put them, she grabbed a condom and handed it to Dick.
“You know…” Barbara kept kissing him, “Who will… Kill us if… I am pregnant and unmarried of before my first wedding anniversary.”
“What does he think we would do on our honey moon?” Dick rolled over and armored his hot wing, “Play Pokémon till three am?”
“I am sure he would expect me to spend my honey moon busting heads,” Barbara teased, “We both agree you would spend yours getting chewed out by Big Boss Bat.”
“Come here you!” Dick said with his rubbery dick sticking out.
Dick managed to tackle Barbara and mount her with one thrust. She gasped and giggled in pleasure.
“Have at me Wonder Wing!” Barbara shouted before kissing Dick.
*
Patsy Walker walked down the streets of Bludhaven with a smile on her face. She had changed into the alternate outfit Dick had picked for her, leather leggings, leopard print top and flats. She could tell that Dick was going to get laid with Batgirl. She smiled to herself. She enjoyed a happy well sexed master even if she was in his bed. For the moment she wondered the city. She smiled seeing a mother and child walking down the sidewalk. She wasn’t a prude or a puritan but in some respects was somewhat old fashioned, and gosh darn it, it warmed her heart to see a happy family.
“Oh pizza,” Patsy said aloud seeing the by the slice joint across the street.
She thought for a moment and checked herself, she had a phone purse tucked in her waist band and in it she had two twenties and all the cards she needed along with a Starktech smart phone. She crossed the street and ordered a slice and an ice tea. She thought as she ate, she should get an apartment to hang out with when Dick had other people over his place and didn’t have a chance to hide her in the App.
*
Batbabe was riding Wonder Wing cowgirl style and moaning like a whore in heat.
“Give it to me,” Barbara moaned, “Deeper! Harder!”
Both lovers peaked and Barbara collapsed forward onto Dicks chest. She had a dazed look on her face that could best be described as “Fucked Silly”.
“You loved that didn’t you,” Dick gasped.
Barbara started to drool a little on his chest.
“You know I do have an opening for a sex slave if you are interested,” Dick said, “I think you would be a good match, sex three times a day at minimum?”
“Woof,” Barbara managed to meagerly mutter.
“All the special wing sauce you can handle,” Dick tried to entice her.
*
Patsy looked out over the balcony of her apartment. She should feel bad she supposed, but she didn’t. Next to the debit card for her bank account, credit card, and New York state Drivers License was the Black card linked to the Avengers Expense account, the White Card linked to S.H.I.E.L.D.s expense accounts, and the green titanium card with the notes on how to use it laser etched on the back. She walked into the leasing office of the luxury apartment building and asked for a year lease on the penthouse apartment. The manager had been squirrelly at first. So she pulled the card and the phone and ordered a cashier’s check and handed him the phone to give the bank an amount for a year’s lease on the best apartment they had in the building. The manager had said some big number and then handed the phone back to Patsy. Patsy asked if the bank needed anything else and then hung up when they said they would be right over.
After fifteen minutes of small talk, the manager’s assistant knocked on the door and in came two armed guards and the banks manager with a briefcase. After a signing for the check and checking the green card and her Drivers License the Bank Manger turned over the Cashier’s check and smiled.
Patsy looked out over the Bluddhaven and smiled, soon it would be nightfall and she would be back out with Dick. Either in his bed or on patrol, but with Dick. The bell rang.
“Dinner time,” Patsy smiled.