Summary:
Jason gets a reward for saving Barbara and Selina. They make sure he knows how he
measures up to Bruce.
Notes:
For Batburn. (See the end of the work for notes.)
Work Text: The air in Gotham was heavy with anticipation, the kind that clung to the skin and whispered of danger. Catwoman and Batgirl perched on the rooftop of a crumbling building, their eyes locked onto the neon-lit entrance of Two-Face's lair below. The night stretched before them, a canvas of shadows and secrets.
"He's been in there for over an hour," Batgirl whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the city. "Whatever he's planning, it's big."
Catwoman nodded, her gaze unwavering. "We need to be smart about this. Two-Face doesn't leave anything to chance."
A rustle behind them broke their concentration. They turned to see Jason Todd, the newest Robin, approaching with a determined stride.
"You’re both too patient. I'm going in," he declared, his voice firm.
Catwoman and Batgirl exchanged a quick glance before Catwoman stepped forward, her hand on Jason's chest, stopping him.
"Hold on, Robin number two ," she said, her tone commanding but gentle. "Rushing in sets off traps. Batgirl only called you in because Batman needed you as backup."
Jason's eyes narrowed, his jaw set in frustration. "Why send you in to do this? I can handle this on my own."
Batgirl stepped in, her voice soothing yet firm. "We know you can, Jason. But sometimes, Two-Face likes his two part plans. Trust us on this."
Jason hesitated, the fire in his eyes battling with the wisdom of their words. Finally, he nodded. "Fine."
Catwoman smiled, a hint of pride in her eyes. "That's the spirit. Enjoy the show."
They moved swiftly, Catwoman and Batgirl descending from the rooftop with feline grace. Jason watched from his vantage point, his senses on high alert, ready to spring into action if needed.
Inside the lair, the atmosphere was tense, the air thick with the scent of oil and metal. Catwoman and Batgirl navigated the labyrinthine corridors, their movements silent and purposeful. They knew the stakes were high, and any misstep could be disastrous.
As they rounded a corner, a sudden noise made them freeze. A door slammed open, and before they could react, Two-Face's henchmen swarmed them. The fight was brief but fierce, their skills no match for the sheer number of adversaries. Within moments, they were overpowered, their arms wrenched behind their backs and ropes quickly binding their wrists.
Two-Face emerged from the shadows, his disfigured face twisted into a cruel smile. "Well, well, look who decided to drop in."
Catwoman struggled against her restraints, her eyes burning with defiance. "You won't get away with this, Harvey."
Two-Face chuckled, his laugh cold and mirthless. "Oh, but I already have."
Batgirl's eyes darted around the room, searching for any means of escape, but it was futile. They were trapped, their mission a failure.
Outside, Jason waited, the silence gnawing at his nerves. The seconds stretched into minutes, each one an eternity. He knew something had gone wrong, his instincts screaming at him to act.
But he remembered their words, the trust they had placed in him. He forced himself to stay put, his mind racing with possibilities, his heart pounding with the fear of the unknown.
Inside, Catwoman and Batgirl were dragged to the center of the room, their fates uncertain. They exchanged a look, a silent vow to fight until their last breath, to protect Gotham no matter the cost.
As the door to their vault slammed shut, the darkness closed in, leaving them with nothing but their resolve and the hope that Jason would find a way to save them.
Robin, moved like a shadow through the dimly lit corridors of Two-Face's lair, keeping his breaths steady and his footsteps silent. The plan was simple: get in, rescue Batgirl and Catwoman, and get out before anyone realized he was there.
The hallway stretched out before him, lined with flickering fluorescent lights that buzzed softly. He could hear the distant murmur of voices and the occasional laugh, but he remained undeterred. He had a reputation to uphold, after all.
Jason paused at the end of the hallway, pressing himself against the wall. He peeked around the corner, his keen eyes scanning the room. There they were—Batgirl and Catwoman—tied to sturdy wooden chairs in the center of the valut, their faces lightly bruised but their spirits unbroken. Two-Face's henchmen loitered nearby, oblivious to the impending storm that was Jason Todd.
Taking a deep breath, Jason unsheathed his collapsible staff, feeling its reassuring weight in his hands. He waited for the perfect moment, then moved. He was a blur of motion, his strikes precise and powerful. The henchmen never stood a chance. Batman wasn’t going after some sad sop orphan when he recruited the new Robin. This was a weapon against crime that had to be tamed.
Within seconds, the room was silent except for the sound of Jason's breathing. He hurried to the two women, quickly cutting through their restraints.
"Jason," Batgirl breathed, her eyes wide with relief and gratitude. "I knew you'd come."
Catwoman smirked, flexing her wrists as the ropes fell away. "Hello hero…?"
Jason shrugged, a cocky grin tugging at his lips. "Your plan was to leave me behind?"
They moved swiftly, knowing that their window of escape was narrow. Jason led the way, his senses on high alert for any sign of danger. They navigated the labyrinthine corridors, finally emerging into the cool night air of Gotham's streets.
As they caught their breath, the adrenaline of their escape slowly ebbing away, Batgirl turned to Jason, a mischievous glint in her eye. "You know, we owe you big time."
Jason raised an eyebrow, curious. "Oh yeah? How's that?"
Catwoman chimed in, her voice silky smooth. "How about a reward? Something sweet to celebrate our freedom?"
Jason chuckled, shaking his head. "What did you have in mind?"
Batgirl and Catwoman exchanged a conspiratorial glance before Batgirl spoke. "How about we decide at Selina’s penthouse?"
Jason's grin widened.
They made their way to her uptown Penthouse. Bright billboards and neon signs casting a welcoming glow. Inside, they slid onto her couch for a drink, the atmosphere warm and comforting.
Still in costume, Selina entered the room with a towering sundae appeared before them, dripping with hot fudge and topped with whipped cream and cherries.
Jason took the first bite, savoring the rich flavors. Batgirl and Catwoman followed suit, the three of them laughing and talking, the tension of the night's events melting away with each delicious spoonful. Barbara found her way through the kitchen. Offering both of them a glass of wine. Jason was barely 22, but had seen him help himself to the Wayne Winery throughout the past few years.
"You know," Batgirl said, her eyes twinkling as she looked at Jason, "you're pretty amazing."
Jason shrugged, trying to play it cool. "I’ve been waiting to hear that."
Catwoman leaned in, her expression serious for a moment. "No, really. You saved us. That means something."
Jason met her gaze, his smile softening. "I'd do it again in a heartbeat. If you continue to reward me."
Even in Gotham. During the toughest times, there was always something to savor, something to celebrate.
After a few glasses of wine, Catwoman purred, "Robin, darling, I've been thinking... I want to spice things up in this unorthodox partnership. I want us to have a threesome."
Robin was taken aback. He had never considered such a thing, but the idea was intriguing. "Are you sure, Cat?" he asked, his voice husky with desire. Catwoman nodded, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Yes, I'm sure. I want us to experience something new. Barbara does too."
The dim lighting cast long shadows over the abandoned warehouse, its desolate atmosphere broken only by the sounds of footsteps. Catwoman, sleek and agile in her leather suit, stood in the center, a smirk playing on her lips. Still dressed in his Robin outfit, Jason faced her, his eyes determined and focused.
"Come on, Jason. Show me what you've got," Catwoman said, her grin widening.
"You asked for it," Jason replied confidently.
Catwoman's eyes met Jason's, and they shared a moment of silence. Jason moved closer, his hand cupping her face as he leaned in for a kiss. Their lips met in a passionate embrace, their tongues dancing in a rhythm as old as time.
Jason's hands explored Catwoman's body, his fingers tracing the curves of her waist and hips. He could feel her heart pounding against his chest, her breath hitching as he deepened the kiss. Catwoman moaned into his mouth, her hands fisting his shirt as she pulled him closer.
Jason's hands moved up to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Catwoman gasped, her back arching as she pressed herself against him. Jason smirked, his lips moving to her neck as he left a trail of kisses down to her collarbone.
Catwoman's hands moved to Jason's pants, her fingers deftly unzipping them. She reached inside, her hand wrapping around his cock. Jason groaned, his hips bucking as she began to stroke him. "Fuck, Catwoman," he breathed, his hand moving to her pussy.
He rubbed her through her leather suit, feeling her wetness seep through the fabric. Catwoman moaned, her hand moving faster as she stroked Jason's cock. Jason's fingers found their way inside her, his thumb rubbing against her clit. Catwoman gasped, her nails digging into Jason's shoulder as she came undone.
Jason smirked, his fingers still inside her as he watched her come down from her high. "You're so fucking beautiful," he murmured, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss.
Still with her cowl on, he spotted Barbara playing with herself across from them. The sight of her, in her tight spandex pants and tight costume, sent a jolt of electricity through his body. He couldn't help but notice the way her perky breasts bounced as she got off to the site of him and Catwoman.
"Mind if I join?" Barbara asked, her voice calm but challenging.
Jason paused, glancing over at her with a smirk. "Think you can keep up?"
Jason moved closer to her, his heart pounding in his chest. "You know how long I’ve wanted this?" he said, his voice low and husky.
Barbara's eyes widened in surprise, she cut him off with a finger to his lips. "Shh. I know this is sudden, but I can't help how I feel."
He leaned in, capturing her lips with his own. Barbara hesitated for a moment, then melted into the kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths in a passionate, deep kiss.
Jason's hands roamed over Barbara's body, squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples through her costume. She must have lost her bra in the kitchen, anticipating this - he thought She moaned into his mouth, her hands sliding down to grip his cock.
"God. Jason. You're so hard," she whispered, her eyes shining with desire.
"And you're so wet," Jason replied, sliding a hand into her costume and finding her pussy slick with arousal.
He pushed her back onto the couch, pulling off her pants and spreading her legs wide. He lowered his head between her thighs, licking and sucking on her clit. Barbara writhed beneath him, her moans filling the room.
"Oh, Jason, yes! Don't stop!" she cried out, her hands tangling in his hair. Selina leaned over his shoulder gripping his hair in excitement as she watched in awe.
Jason slid two fingers into her pussy, pumping them in and out as he continued to lick and suck on her clit. Batgirl’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she neared orgasm.
"I'm gonna cum, Jason! Oh, fuck, yes!" she screamed, her body convulsing as she came hard on his fingers.
Jason pulled his fingers out of her pussy, licking them clean as he stood up. He pulled off his pants, revealing his hard cock. Barbara's eyes widened at the sight, but she didn't hesitate. She wrapped her hand around his cock, stroking him up and down.
"You like that, Robin?" she asked, her voice husky with desire.
"Fuck, yes," Jason groaned, his hips thrusting into her hand.
Barbara leaned forward, taking his cock into her mouth. She sucked and licked him, her hand still stroking his shaft. Jason's moans filled the room, his hands fisting in her hair.
"Oh, fuck, Barbara! Sorry - but I'm gonna cum!" he warned, but Barbara didn't stop. She continued to suck and stroke him until he came hard, his cum filling her mouth.
Barbara swallowed his cum, licking her lips as she looked up at him. "Delicious," she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
They launched into a flurry of movement. Catwoman's whip snapped through the air, but Jason dodged with ease.
"Not bad, kid. Not bad at all," Catwoman remarked, clearly impressed.
“You’re not so bad yourself.” Jason said.
Jason's eyes narrowed as he pushed himself into Selina’s body.
"Is that all you got? Batman's little sidekick can't be tired already," she taunted, her voice carrying a hint of amusement.
"I'm just getting started," Jason gritted his teeth, his determination unwavering.
With a burst of speed, Jason disarmed Catwoman, her whip flying out of her hand.She regained her footing, but he countered with a perfectly timed spin, sending her sprawling onto the couch.
"Well done, Jason. Well done," Catwoman said.
“She’s a little over-dressed, wouldn’t you say Boy Wonder?” Barbara said, still feeling the after-shocks of her orgasm.
Jason was breathing hard, sweat glistening on his brow, but his eyes were bright with determination. Jason approached her, his heart pounding in his chest. "Selina," he began, his voice barely above a whisper. "I've been jerking off to you for years."
She turned to him, her green eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, have you now?" she purred, her lips curling into a smirk.
"Yes," he admitted, his gaze never leaving hers. "And I can't help but wonder...what's beneath that suit?"
Selina laughed, a soft, seductive sound that sent shivers down Jason's spine. "Why don't you come closer and find out?" she invited, her voice low and husky.
Jason needed no further encouragement. He moved towards her, his body heat radiating as he closed the distance between them. He reached out, his gloved hand brushing against the soft leather of her suit, feeling the curves of her body underneath.
Selina's breath hitched as Jason's fingers traced the line of her jaw, his thumb gently grazing her lower lip. She leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed as he leaned in to capture her lips with his own. The kiss was deep and passionate, their tongues dancing together in a rhythm as old as time.
Barbara's gaze was fixed on them, her eyes wide with surprise and something else...something that looked a lot like desire.
Jason followed Selina's gaze, a smirk tugging at his lips as he realized they had an audience. "Should we give her a show? Let her know what I imagined when I jerked off to you?" he murmured against Selina's ear, his breath hot and heavy.
Selina's response was a low growl as she pulled him closer, her hands roaming his body with a hunger that matched his own. "Let's," she agreed, her voice a husky whisper.
They moved together, their bodies grinding against each other as they explored each other's forms. Jason's hands found their way to Selina's breasts, squeezing and kneading them through the leather of her suit. Selina moaned, her head falling back as Jason's mouth found her neck, his teeth nipping at the tender skin.
Jason's hands moved to Selina's suit, peeling it off her body to reveal the soft, supple skin underneath. He marveled at the sight of her, her body a work of art that he couldn't wait to explore. He lowered his head, his mouth finding her nipples, sucking and licking them until they were hard and pebbled.
Selina moaned, her hands tangling in Jason's hair as she guided him lower. He obliged, his mouth moving down her body until he reached the apex of her thighs. He could smell her arousal, the scent driving him wild with desire. He began to lick her, his tongue exploring her folds as she writhed beneath him.
"Listen, Jason. You’re good. Better than you think. You might even give Batman some competition….. if not better," Catwoman said, her tone serious now.
Selina's moans filled the air, her body trembling as Jason's tongue worked its magic. She could feel the orgasm building, her body coiling tight like a spring.
“Fuck me Robin. While the little mouse with wings watches with anticipation.” Selina said.
He moved up her body, his cock poised at her entrance. He looked into her eyes, his gaze filled with desire as he slowly pushed inside her.
“Oh…Oh God, that feels better than Batman’s.” Catwoman pleasurably moaned.
Jason looked at her, surprise and disbelief mixing in his expression. "You really think so?" he asked, breathless.
Catwoman nodded. "I know so. I’m not talking about skills. A girl wants a man with you drive, and the heart."
She placed a hand on his shoulder, her eyes locking onto his. "Are you going to give that to me?"
Selina gasped, her body stretching to accommodate him. She could feel every inch of him, filling her completely. "Yes," she moaned, her hips bucking up to meet his. "Now be a good sidekick and fuck me, Jason."
And so he did. He began to move, his hips thrusting in a rhythm that had Selina seeing stars. He fucked her hard and deep, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside her that had her moaning and begging for more.
Selina's hands moved to Jason's ass, pulling him deeper as she met him thrust for thrust. She could feel another orgasm building, her body coiling tight as she rode the wave of pleasure.
"Incase you ever doubt it like the last Robin. You're not in anyone's shadow, Jason. You cast your own. And it's pretty impressive," Catwoman said, her eyes sparkling with sincerity.
“Guess Batman and I are Eskimo brothers now.” Jason said.
“Well, looks like you’re about to add two branches to the Eskimo family tree tonight.” Selina said.
“Wait….Babs? You’ve slept with Bruce?” Jason said.
He wasn’t intimidated by this at all. If anything the thought of him claiming territory over Batman’s lovers only made him harder. He peeled off her mask.
“Why do you think the last Robin left? He knew that Batgirl only had feelings for Batman.” Barbara said.
“Well. Until this Robin showed up.” Selina entered in.
Now completely naked. She got on all fours.
"You know, Babs," Jason began, his voice low and husky, "We've been dancing around this for a while now." His gaze was intense, his eyes locked onto Barbara's. She felt a shiver run down her spine, her heart pounding in her chest.
Barbara met his gaze, her lips curling into a smirk. "And what exactly are we dancing around, Jason?" she asked, her voice laced with amusement and a hint of desire.
Jason moved closer, his hand reaching out to trace the line of her jaw. "This," he said, his thumb brushing against her lower lip. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Their tongues met, exploring and tasting each other in a dance as old as time.
Barbara responded eagerly, her free arm snaking around his neck, pulling him closer. They broke apart, both panting heavily. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing against her nipples, making them harden under his touch.
Meanwhile, Selina watched them, her eyes dark with desire. She licked her lips, her hand moving to her own breast, mirroring Jason's actions.
Jason moved towards her, his cock brushing against her pussy. He rubbed the head of his cock against her clit, making her moan. He slid inside her, inch by inch, filling her completely. He started moving, his thrusts slow and deep.
“Not bad. But Batman… was just a tiny bit better.” Barbara said. She knew that she hit a nerve and gave her pleasure to see the competition enter his face.
"What did he have that I didn’t?" Jason asked, frustration creeping into his voice.
"Experience," Batgirl replied simply, not breaking her rhythm. "And practice. Lots of it."
“If you’re saying we need to practice this five times a day, I will.” He grinned.
Jason gritted his teeth, pushing himself harder.
"Oh…. You've got the strength, Jason. And the skill," Batgirl said, her voice steady despite their intense sparring. "But you lack one thing."
Jason's eyes flashed. "What's that?"
"Control," Batgirl answered, landing a light tap on his shoulder to emphasize her point. "Batman excels because he knows what the secret is. It’s about finding the spot that drives me wild… it's about precision."
Jason kept thrusting in her, trying to read her face to see where his bare cock could reach to get her legs to shake. "So you're saying I need to be more like him?"
Batgirl shook her head, her movements never slowing. "No. Learning from Batman's discipline can help you harness our potential."
Batgirl softened, “You have your own strengths. Use them."
Barbara met his thrusts, her nails digging into his back. "Harder, Jason," she urged, her voice filled with desperation.
Jason obliged, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. The sound of their bodies slapping against each other filled the room, along with their moans and gasps. "Fuck, Barbara, you feel so good," Jason groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “You want my cum. That’s what gets a nerdy girl like you off, isn’t it?”
Barbara moaned, her body trembling as another orgasm washed over her. Jason followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside her as he came, filling her with his cum.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. Selina watched them, her own body trembling with desire. She stood up, her eyes locked onto Jason and Barbara. "That was great, lovebirds. But next time…..I want some of that cum," she said, a sly smile playing on her lips.
“Guess it was rude for me not to give a cat her cream…” Jason said.
Notes:
Inspired by Batburn's latest chapter. I'm about to go into writing a longer, darker
series that I've wanted to do for awhile but haven't figured out the story for. I
generally don't like writing M/F/F but loved the idea of Barbara and Selina taking
turns with Jason after a patrol.