DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters featured in this story, it is a work of fan fiction.
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Issue 6: Recruitment
'So now that we've established where he is,' I said as Huntress and I stood on a building staring at the far away Amusement Mile, using our built-in scopes to track the movements of the Joker's henchmen.
'We need to figure out a way to beat him,' Huntress finished, looking away and then over at me. 'Do you know anyone we can ask for help?'
'Well I know who we definitely can't ask,' I said, thinking about everyone back at the Bat-Cave.
'It'll be hard to find someone who trusts you after that mess,' Huntress said.
I looked away from the Amusement Mile and up at the sky for a moment, before turning over to Huntress. 'I think I know a couple people I can recruit,' I said.
'I actually think I might know someone as well,' Huntress said.
'Alright,' I said, stepping closer to the woman who I'd bedded earlier that night. 'You go get yours, I'll go get mine.'
Huntress leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips. 'We'll meet back at mine when we're done?'
'Then we'll discuss a plan,' I said, pulling away and running backwards. 'See you soon!' I shouted as I jumped off the side of the building.
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Undisclosed Bunker
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'Umph...'
'Fuck...'
'Uhh...'
'Mmm...' A snarling redheaded man moaned as he penetrated a young woman from behind.
She was basically silent besides her quiet moans, short black hair bouncing as the freckled man grimaced. He hands were gripping a bench, which had a steel red mask sitting on one side and a black bat cowl on the other with the moaning woman between.
'Fucking take it,' the man seethed as his hands gripped the bare ass of the young woman, her black skin tight leggings having been pulled down to around her knees.
'Ah,' the young woman moaned as he lightly slapped her butt cheek, his own black military pants had been unzipped and pulled down as well.
'God you're so fucking hot,' the pale faced young man said as he ran a hand up the back of the young woman placing it on her skull and lightly pulling on her hair.
'Mmm...' She moaned in slight pain as he continued to ram into her from behind.
Suddenly a dial tone started to emanate from the bat cowl. 'Don't you dare,' the young man said. 'Just give me one more minute.'
The young woman rolled her eyes and reached out to grab the cowl. 'No,' the man said, reaching out and gripping her wrist. 'I'm nearly there.'
The woman instantly broke his grip and spun herself around, pulling his cock from her pussy and throwing her legs over his shoulders, forcing his face down to her crotch. 'Oh fuck,' the man exclaimed as the woman held his face in her pussy.
The young woman reached over to grab her cowl with ease, reaching inside and pressing a button as the man sighed and began licking her cunt. 'Cass,' the slightly distorted voice of Barbara Gordon emanated from a speaker in the cowl. 'If you're there just grunt or something,' she said.
In that moment, the young man jammed his tongue deep into Cass's pussy. 'Urgh!' She moaned uncontrollably.
'Okay...' Barbara said. 'Well I don't know if you've heard but there's been a critical level incident,' she explained.
The redheaded man rolled his eyes while continuing to eat box. 'It's Nightwing, something has happened, he's been drugged or something.'
Cass clenched her fist and bit her bottom lip as the young man smoothly brought her to a climax. 'All we know is that he's been having sex with villains, can you think of anything worse?'
The young man suppressed a laugh as he pulled himself out from Cass's legs and pulled down her leggings completely. 'Anyway, his actions have led to a video of him... being with Harley Quin going viral.'
The young man gripped Cass's legs as he jammed his cock back into her soaking wet pussy. 'The video had a virus attached, and now the entire city has been shut down.'
'Mhmm,' Cass moaned as the man leaned forward, gripping her tits through her breast plate, ramming her as hard as he could.
'I had to kick him out of the cave because... well it even infected Arkham Cass,' Barbara said, finally getting to the point. 'The Joker is out, we managed to contain the rest of the high-level inmates, but the Joker is out.'
The redheaded man started rapidly pounding her, bringing himself ever closer to a resolution. 'Fuck!' Cass moaned uncontrollably.
'I know,' Barbara exclaimed, clearly too deep in her own panic to judge the tone Cass had moaned in. 'So we're gonna need you here ASAP so we can go over a plan to catch the Joker.'
With that the communication device turned off and the young man was finally able to let loose. 'Yes! Fucking take it!' He exclaimed as loudly as he could.
Cass merely moaned wordlessly. 'Fuck!' The young man exclaimed as he finally came hard in her pussy.
'Mmm,' he moaned, pulling her cock from her. 'You should call Barb more often when we fuck, she's got a sexy voice.'
Cass sat up and punched him in the arm. 'Ah fuck,' he spat. 'Jesus you're strong.'
The two pulled their pants back on as the young man continued to talk. 'So Joker's back out huh?' He said. 'Maybe this time, with Batman gone I'll be able to finally get my revenge.'
Cass shook her head, leggings now on as she sat on the bench. 'Yeah, there's no way she'd ever let me back in that cave... but with Dick clearly going rogue... well maybe now we can finally repair that friendship,' he said as he grabbed the red metal mask and placed it over his head.
Cass did the same with her own cowl, before getting up from the bench and heading to toward the door. 'You should just quit taking orders from those fascists,' the man said, his voice now modified. 'We can start are own team, maybe move to a new city.'
Cass just shook her head and walked silently through the door. 'Whatever,' the man said as he stared at her ass.
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An Apartment In Gotham
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'I hope she's still here,' I thought to myself as I climbed down the side of the building, swinging down onto a fire escape.
I peeked inside the window, the lights were off but it looked like how I remembered it. 'Here goes nothing,' I thought, praying I wasn't breaking into a stranger's apartment as I opened the window softly.
I climbed through quietly, stepping into the room and looking around, thankfully no one was sleeping on the bed. 'This has barely changed at all,' I thought to myself as I glanced at the laptop on the bench, the posters on the wall. 'This could actually be a bad thing, if it hasn't changed in all these years, she could possibly not even be here.'
That fear was pushed aside however when the door opened and a now fully grown Stephanie Brown stood, wrapped in nothing but two towels, one covering her large breasts and slender figure and the other wrapped around her undoubtedly wet blonde hair. 'Dick?' She exclaimed in shock, her eyes agape, standing perfectly still in the doorway.
'Steph... I uh...' I could help but stare at her as the towel threatened to fall. 'You should...'
Right in the nick of time Stephanie gripped the front of the towel, making sure it didn't fall and expose her body. 'Dick what are you doing here?' A confused smile had appeared on her reddening face. 'It's been so long.'
I looked over at the laptop, it was closed, I wondered if she'd seen the video and that had something to do with her blushing. Not that the current situation we were in wouldn't be reason enough for her to feel embarrassed.
'I'm sorry, should I... should I step out while you get dressed?' I said.
'Don't be silly,' she said. 'Just turn around.'
I nodded and quickly turned around, trying my best to keep my eyes forward. 'How long have you been back in Gotham anyway?' She asked.
'I uh... a week or so...' I said, distracted by the fact that I could see Stephanie take off the towel in the window's reflection, her perfect ass, long blonde hair, just the sides of her young supple breasts.
She bent over, pulling on some purple pyjama shorts and then reaching up into her wardrobe to grab a white shirt. 'A week and it's taken you this long to come visit?' She said, pulling the shirt on and turning around, making eye contact with me through the mirror.
Instantly I turned away, looking up. 'Sorry,' I said, thinking I'd been caught out for peeking.
'It's fine,' she said. 'I'm just glad you're here now, you can turn around now by the way.'
'Oh,' I said, turning back around and taking in her body. 'I uh... yeah.'
He shirt was way too small, giving me a pretty much unfettered outline of her breasts and hard nipples. 'So what can I do for you?' Stephanie asked as I pulled my eyes away from her perfect hourglass body, noticing her half dry hair as it dripped water onto her plain white shirt. 'Unless, this is just a catch up.'
'I'm sorry, it's not.' I said, maintaining eye contact with her beautiful blue eyes. 'There's been a situation, I'm sure you've heard... maybe even seen what I'm talking about.'
Stephanie closed her eyes. 'I know what you're thinking, yes I know about what happened tonight but... I didn't watch the video.'
'You didn't?' I asked.
'I'm not an idiot Dick, I don't want to get a virus,' Stephanie said leaning her cute butt against her desk.
'Then it must be pretty obvious why I'm here,' I said, walking over and leaning against the same desk. 'I need your help.'
'I know that's why you're here,' Stephanie said, looking at me in the eyes. 'I was just hoping it wasn't... I don't do that stuff anymore; I have a normal life.'
'Steph... come on,' I said, raising my eyebrows. 'You're telling me if I looked around here I wouldn't find a Spoiler costume?'
'You... know I'm... I don't know what you're talking about,' Stephanie said, looking away.
'I've watched the videos, the way you move, the way you fight, you forget that I taught you most of that stuff,' I said, brushing a lock of damp blonde hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear.
'But Spoiler isn't all good, she fights crime but... she takes a little off the top,' Stephanie said, looking up into my eyes.
'I know,' I said, smirking slightly.
'And you're not... you're not disappointed?' She said softly.
