Dinah was lost in her thoughts as she walked to the showers. The blonde beauty absentmindedly took off her dark blue jacket and kicked off her matching boots, thinking only of her current frustrations and bitterness towards her very recent ex-boyfriend, Oliver Queen.
She didn't hate the man, but she couldn't help but feel irritated whenever she thought about him, that and how distant their relationship had become, with it falling apart over a simple lack of communication. Maybe some time apart was what they needed, but what really ticked Dinah off was how quickly Oliver seemingly 'moved on' with various supermodels and wealthy bimbos, all thanks to his billionaire status.
And Dinah, she was left alone despite being the one to initiate the break-up in the first place. Well, not completely alone, she still led the Birds of Prey team, but still, she needed some way to vent out all her pent up frustrations, some way to prove to her ex that she had 'moved on' too, she needed...
She needed a man, if nothing more than as a quick rebound, a muscular stud that would literally fuck all her problems out of her.
As she came to that conclusion in the back of her mind, Dinah's outer senses picked up an odd noise emanating from the shower room, what sounded like a gagging, choking noise.
"Gaghk...gaghk...gaghk..."
How she noticed that, but not the sound of the running water, Dinah couldn't explain in retrospect, or why she chose to open the door without knocking first. All of these thoughts weren't really in the forefront of Dinah's mind until her hand unthinkingly opened the door for her.
"Gaghk! Gaghk! Gag--mmph?!?"
"Keep going Helena, that's right, clean my--"
Eyes wide in shock, Dinah jaw dropped as she took in the egregious sight before her. Dick Grayson, Nightwing, was there, obviously naked as he used the stall-less shower...and he wasn't the only one.
On his knees before him was Helena, who was in the middle of bobbing her mouth around Dick's manhood, which was sprung out, hard and rigid as it was driven down Dinah's teammate's throat.
The two of them immediately heard and turned to see Dinah walking in on them, and judging by their shocked expressions, they had been just as preoccupied as Dinah had been.
"Sorry! I thought that...I-I'll just go!" stammered Dinah as the steam of the shower finally hit her, which have the stunning siren as excuse to quickly turn and hide her blushing face as she promptly turned around and darted out of the room, hearing the faint sounds of Dick saying "Forgot to lock the door..." and Helena making some kind of gurgling noise, with her lips presumably still latched onto Dick's cock.
God, just thinking about how big he was, even from that brief glimpse Dinah could feel herself growing wet beneath her skintight leotard. The rest of Dick's chiseled body also took hold of her senses. She'd always discreetly admired the former Robin's new look, because Dick Grayson had grown into a hunk of a man that filled out his Nightwing costume very nicely. Dinah didn't think there was anything wrong with sneaking a quick peek or two at his athletic build, or his taut ass...but seeing him unwrapped from his costume made Dinah so dirty, it was like she had opened up a porno magazine...
She shook her head, trying to brush off what she had seen. As Dinah reclaimed her jacket and boots, she returned to her conflicted feelings. She definitely shouldn't be thinking this way about Dick, he was so much younger than her! And while Dinah didn't know his exact age, Dinah guessed she was at most twelve years older than the former Robin. Whatever, as handsome as he was, Dinah had never felt any kind of connection with the young man, why would she? She preferred older men anyway.
But as Dinah walked back into her room, she couldn't help but think about Dick. She'd never really noticed how blue his eyes were--and how dominant he'd looked, with Helena pleasuring him orally. He had dug his hands roughly into her hair, and Helena was so uncharacteristically submissive about it, what was that about? Dinah always viewed Dick as the lighter, straight-laced former ward of Batman, not a very serious type and fun to be around; when did he become the imposing, roguish figure that had complete control of Helena sexually? Then, a realization surged through Dinah, nearly causing her to let out an audible gasp.
Wasn't Dick already in a relationship?!? With what's-her-name... Starfire? Did Dinah just walk in on the former Boy Wonder's infidelity with one of her teammates, on the same day she'd asked him for help?!?
A range of emotions swelled within Dinah, but none of them were anger or disgust. No, she was just turned on, she was so goddamn turned on. What was worse was that she felt no shame in finding Dick Grayson attractive despite him seemingly being a cheating womanizer, no.
Instead, Dinah was just aroused to the point she couldn't help herself, locking her door and stuffing her hand into the bottoms of her outfit, desperate to relieve herself as soon as possible. As she quietly fingered herself, Dinah found herself excited at the prospect of a beefy stud residing in the same Clocktower as her, a man so depraved that he preyed upon the first woman he'd met to slake his lists upon. After all, if he really was a shameless cheating bastard, maybe Dick would be willing to help Dinah with her "problem"--
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"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"
These were the first sounds Dick heard only a few minutes after Dinah had walked in on them. The ever-insatiable Helena was forcing his erect length down her throat, as if she needed to get back Dick's attention from the fleeting glance he'd had of Dinah's beautiful features.
"Oh, augh, don't forget to breathe, Helena!" Dick grunted as he steadied himself, his fingers once again interlocked in Helena's soaking dark hair.
"GAAA--GGHHKK!!! Mmmgaghk! Enngahk!" gurgled Helena as she passionately inhaled his member even deeper. She was getting good at blowjobs, and Dick let out a sigh as her lower lip kissed his ballsack.
God, Helena has all in her tight throat, and she's a beautiful sight of her own, Dick thought to himself, staring into Helena's near-identical blue eyes as she suckled at the base of his cock.
He resisted the urge to caress her lovely face, unobscured by her mask. As tempting as it was, he knew that she'd take advantage of any kind of affection she'd direct at him.
Still, Dick couldn't help but feel excitement, rather than any kind of embarrassment towards the fact that Dinah, Black Canary, had walked in on them and seen him naked. The warm water splashing on their hot bodies, the fact that Helena had 'helped' him in the shower by rubbing her naked body all over his only minutes earlier--and on top of it all, two of them were so inflamed by passion that they were having sex in the Clocktower showers, where anyone could just walk in on them.
