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butwhyduh · 2 years

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Hello! I absolutely adore your stories! ❤️💖 I was hoping you could write a funny batsis (who is the biological daughter of Batman and is between Dick and Jason in age) story about her getting caught in one morning (or whenever) doing some "bedsheet sparring" with like Conner Kent or someone with powers that shouldn't be in gotham without Batman's permission (lol) and her entire family are who catch her because it's her birthday or something and they came in to surprise her with breakfast! I think it would be hilarious!

Warning cuz it has smut lol

Batsis x Kon kent

Conner pulled you on his lap, setting the pace faster than your hips wanted to go, pulling a moan from your lips. He quickly swallowed it in a rough kiss. He could feel the way you were clenching tight around him, 4th time that night (technically morning) to be exact, that you were going cum soon.

“Oh Kon!” You whimpered while throwing your head back and clenching him tightly. Conner groaned and thrust up to find his own high. You rocked together in pleasure. He could hear your heart pounding in your chest and feel the sheen on sweat on your body that this was the last round. You were only human after all.

A loud rapping at the front door made you jump. You looked at Conner confused. Who was at your door at 6 in the morning? You grabbed your robe as you climbed off Conner.

Conner used his x Ray vision to look thru the door, “babe, that’s your-“

“My baby sister’s birthday!” Called Dick thru the door. “Open up!”

You froze and looked at Conner who was clearly debouched and oozing sex from every pore and you knew you didn’t look much better. You tried to smooth your hair down and you grabbed a wet paper towel to wipe at the streaked makeup from the night before that you’d been too busy to remove. You hadn’t gone to bed yet.

You and Conner had gone partying and hadn’t gotten home until past 2 am and you both had gone to bed but certainly not to sleep.

“Answer the door! I know you hear me!” Dick called.

“Maybe she doesn’t want her brothers to bother her,” Jason replied. Fuck, both of them??

“Maybe she was actually out partying all night and is dead asleep right now,” Tim added. That was when you knew that Conner was going to die that day. Your birthday. The windows on the small apartment were all on one side that were visible from the front door so no flying away.

He was hastily throwing on his pants and shirt before moving to your bedroom closet. You pulled it close while calling to your brothers, “just a minute!”

A final look in the mirror caused you to blanch at the sight of a fresh hickey on your collarbone that you hurried to cover with your robe. There was no way that wasn’t going to be visible today. Your heart pounded like you were tracking killer Croc when you opened the door.

Dick, Jason, and Tim were standing there with balloons, a box from a bakery, and a present bag.

“Hi,” you said. You suddenly realized how much water you needed. You were just lucky to not pull something with everything Conner had done to you.

“Woah sleep head,” Jason teased while handing you the cupcake box as he walked in. Dick and Tim followed.

“Well it is a little early,” you admitted. “Wha-what brings you here? Now?”

“We wanted to tell you happy birthday first,” Dick said and you huffed out a laugh with a nod.

“Right,” you said. “And you figured the crack of dawn was a good idea because…”

“Tim couldn’t sleep and you didn’t reply to his meme so we came down,” Jason finally answered.

“Seriously? You do know I’m a big girl that can take care of myself, right?” You replied with a huff. You sat on the arm of the couch as exhaustion finally hit. It made sense. You’d been up 27 hours straight, danced at clubs for hours, and then bed acrobats for half the night with your literal superhuman boyfriend. And when was the last time you had anything to drink.

“We know but it’s nice to see you without the whole family,” Dick added.

“Without Damian, bruce, and Alfred you mean?” You said.

“Maybe,” Tim shrugged. “Are you hungry? We can go get food? A waffle house?” He suggested. It did sound good but so did spooning with your boyfriend until midday.

“I don’t know. I’m a little tired,” you said and that was a hell of an understatement.

“We’re all tired. Get dressed. Get waffles. And then take a nap before Bruce’s party,” Jason said, tossing you your bag. You caught it but your robe dipped down your shoulder.

“What the hell?” Dick said. They all stared at the mark clearly visible before you yanked it up your shoulder.

“Who did that? Is that why you’re tired? Did we interrupt a booty call?” Jason asked.

“Ew, booty call?” Tim said to Jason who pointed at you and shrugged.

“No! No one did anything. It’s none of your business,” you stammered.

“Is he or she going to the party tonight?” Dick asked. “Are they in here?”

Your eyes widened involuntarily. “That’s none of your-“

“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Jason called as he and Tim started looking over the apartment.

“Stop them,” you begged Dick.

“They’re really here now? This whole time?” Dick asked.

“Jason, don’t!” You called as he went in your bedroom. Tim followed him and you ran after them. “Don’t!” You gasped just as he opened the closet door to show Conner Kent standing beside your shirts. His shirt was on backwards and he definitely looked like he recently had sex.

“You?” Jason said roughly with clear shock. Dick blinked and froze.

“Wow,” Tim added. “You’re gonna die today.”

“Stop it,” you said pushing Jason from the closet. He moved with your shove but he wasn’t the one you should have watched. Dick shoved Conner in the closet and punched him in his face before you could act.

“Dick!” You gasped in shock. Dick groaned and shook his hand but to his credit, Conner rubbed his lip where he was hit too.

“I’ll see you tonight,” Dick replied angrily to you. He stormed out of the room.

“Hey!” You called after him. You turned to Tim and Jason. “I don’t even know why he’s mad. I’m an adult.”

“That’s just being a big brother,” Jason said patting you on the shoulder. “Come on Tim. We’ll see her tonight. Happy birthday.”

“Jason!”

“Bye,” Tim said with a little wave before both left.

“Kon,” you said, looking up at him feeling lost. He simply pulled you into a hug.

“Let’s take a nap and we’ll fix it when they aren’t as mad,” he suggested. You let him pull you to bed where you hugged him tight. He ran his hands along your back before you finally fell asleep.

You woke a few hours later with a strong arm wrapped around you and you could feel your body hot and sweaty. Your robe was still on. The events of the night flooded back in your memory. You groaned and leaned into Conner who hugged you and kissed your temple, half asleep.

“Morning,” he said in a sexy husky morning voice.

“Morning. I can’t go to this thing today. I’ll cancel dinner and say I’m sick,” you said. Conner sighed.

“And hurt Bruce’s feelings that his little girl doesn’t want him around on her birthday?”

“Crap. What do I do?”

“If I could suggest,” he said, sitting up on his elbows as you still laid on his chest. “Bring me as your date. You didn’t introduce me because of your brothers, right? Now that isn’t a problem anymore.”

“That’s…. A good idea, actually,” you said after a second.

“That would sound insulting if I didn’t know you,” he muttered as you hurried out of bed.

“Bring you as my date and then Dick can’t get mad because you’re my boyfriend, not some random guy. We won’t have to sneak around anymore; even though that’s fun. Dad never needs to know any details because the boys telling him would just be weird. Conner,” you said, cupping his face. “You’re a genius!” You kissed him with a grin.

“And yet, I feel like a pawn,” he muttered as you tossed him a dress shirt.

“We need a shower,” you said, ignoring his commentary.

“Together? I’m interested in that,” he replied causing you to roll your eyes.

“We were ‘together’ all night. As long as the shower doesn’t lead to anything else then fine,” you replied.

“I mean, I also just enjoy seeing you naked so there’s that,” he said with a shrug.

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The dinner was far from small. Your birthday party was a great event to invite Wayne Enterprise investors and frequent private donors to your favorite charities. Bruce had decorated the ballroom in your favorite color and theme. It was beautiful and full of people in fancy dress.

Conner adjusted his tie. “Shouldn’t have worn this stupid tie. That guy isn’t wearing one,” he motioned towards a man in the crowd. Jason had already flipped Conner off from across the crowd and Dick ‘accidentally’ knocked his drink from his hand with his own bandaged hand.

“He’s publicity. Not a guest,” you said quietly with an eye roll while straightening the tie. “And you want to make a good impression to my father.”

“I’m already preparing to get my ass beat by Batman,” Conner muttered under his breath.

“No. It’ll be Bruce Wayne and if you don’t take the hit and break his hand, then Batman will beat your ass later,” you replied. “But none of that will happen if you act like a polite journalist from Kansas.”

“I have many reason to hate that cover but it’s fine for now. Oh god, here he comes,” Conner said, standing straight as Bruce walked thru the crowd.

“Sweetheart,” Bruce said warmly, giving you a hug. “Kent,” he added, looking at Conner suspiciously over your shoulder.

“Hi Mr Wayne,” Conner replied. Bruce glared at him.

“Why is he here?”

“Dad,” you chided. “Conner is here as my.. date,” you said with a nervous smile. You watched Bruce Wayne go thru every emotion a man could have in 30 seconds.

“I see,” Bruce replied coldly. Your heart froze.

Conner looked between you both.

“Kent. You better treat her well or I’ll put a boot so far up your ass, you’ll taste kryptonite,” Bruce said calmly before walking away to talk to another guest.

“I’m gonna die,” Conner whimpered. “I had to date Batman’s daughter and now I’m gonna die.”

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ellana-ravenwood · 6 years

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“I could break you” - Conner Kent x Batsis!Reader (Erotica)

Well. I recently binge watched (again) Young Justice (the trailer for season 3 hyped me too much), and remembered how much I fucking love Conner Kent. Like if we forget about the Batfam, he’s definitely my favorite DC character (I mean, if we also forget about Constantine I guess). And I...just...had to write something with him. And I also felt like writing smut so...Yup. Hope you’ll like it !

IMPORTANT WARNING : THIS IS EROTICA ! THIS IS NOT FOR YOU IF YOU ARE UNDERAGED, I GODDAMN MEAN IT. Like there’s cute and sweet feelings in the mix, but also...smut, so if you’re not 18 or more, or if you’re not comfortable with that sort of things etc etc, this story ain’t for you. I have tons of other very SFW story, for averyone to read, and if you wanna check those out instead, it’s right here, on My masterlist blog : @ella-ravenwood-archives.

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Conner was nervous.

He had no reasons to really, it was even quite stupid for him to stress so much about something so dumb and normal.

And yet, here he was, at the kitchen table in his parents’ house (most of the time, he lived at the Young Justice’s headquarters, where he had his own little enclosed apartment, but it was vacation time for everyone so...he came to visit his family), barely touching his breakfast while he usually ate six eggs, countless hashbrowns and so oh so much bacon...

It’s his mom who noticed. Of course it is. His brother and father were to busy eating to see anything else but their plate.

Lois turns to her oldest boy (that she came to consider her son not so long ago to be honest, when Clark finally came to closure with the fact that he had to be there for him...well, “not so long ago”, quite a few years now, nearly ten in fact, Jon was tiny when Conner really came into her life) and says :

-Are you OK Conner ?

And by the way he jumped in the air, she knew she was right. Something was wrong, and she was gonna get it out of him.

Conner turns to his mom, as if she just slapped him, utterly surprised she noticed something (even if it was very obvious) and shakes his head :

-Yes. Yes, I’m fine. I was just...thinking.

Lois gives him that mom look that means : “And you think I’m going to buy that ?”, and doesn’t even have to say more for Conner to continue :

-Ok it’s just...I wanted to ask you something but I don’t know if...I mean...

Lois elbows her husband, who was still too engrossed with his food to realize anything, and gives him that typical wife look that he could translate by : “Pay attention to what is happening, it’s important...also you have a piece of egg on your chin” (yes, it’s a very specific look).

Clark reluctantly tears away from his food (which is made even more difficult as he hears his youngest son chewing loudly his delicious breakfast..) and raises his head, looking simultaneously at his wife then at his boy (who wasn’t really a boy anymore). ...Of course, he has no idea what’s going on, but he acts like he does, imitating his wife’s thoughtful facial expression.

Lois says :

-Conner, you know you can ask us anything right ?

Oh. Ok there’s something the boy wants to ask but he hesitates too. Alright. Dad Clark is up to date. He confirms what his wife just said :

-Yes. Yes of course you can ask us anything.

Conner looks between his mother and father, and their gentle expression calms him a little bit. With a weak voice that is very unlike him, he says :

-It’s about (Y/N).

Lois and Clark exchange a look, and his mom says :

-You can ask us anything, of course. But if it regards certain...Matters, maybe you should talk about it with your friends ? Or with your dad. Just with him.

For a few seconds, Conner is confused.

What is she on about ?

...Until he realizes his mom misunderstood him, and his face turns utterly red.

He can’t believe she thought he wanted to ask something about...that ! As if he was gonna discuss with his parents about what happens with his girlfriend !!

Blushing more and more at the thought, Conner blurts out :

-I’m not gonna ask you anything about...that ! Especially not in front of Jon ! It’s not...I wasn’t...What happens between her and I...Stays between her and I and...wasn’t...I wasn’t...far from it...it’s not...

Happy she misunderstood her son’s nervousness, Lois chuckles a bit as she witnesses her twenty something boy getting all awkward and embarrassed and not knowing what to say.

It’s always a treat for her, when her powerful family members mumble and ramble out of embarrassment, it makes them feel more...humans and flawed.

In that moment, Clark has some terrible flashbacks of teenaged him and this almost exact scene happening with his ma and pa, and therefor, he rushes to his son’s aid and says :

-Ok moving on. Then what do you want to ask ?

Conner takes a few second to regain his countenance, and after mumbling some more about “intimate topics not being a subject of conversation with parents” he shakes his head and finally says :

-I just...Well here we go.

Conner takes a deep breath and quickly says :

-I want to take (Y/N) to a special place, only I...Well...Could I borrow your car please ? I still don’t have one and I want to pick her up for once. She always come to get me...And her dad really doesn’t like when I fly to the mansion, he’s super paranoid about their secret identities - to that comment, Clark raises his eyebrows as if to say “yeah no kidding ?” but lets his son finish - and my motorcycle needs repairs and...I just want to pick her up for once. Trying to be romantic you know ? So...Could I borrow your car ?

There’s a small silence. Lois tries to muffle her “aaawww” because she thinks her son is utterly cute, and meanwhile, Clark answers :

-That’s it ? You want to borrow the car ? Of course you can boy ! Go ahead !

Conner’s face light up, and once against, Lois has to restrain herself from embarrassing him by cooing at him as if he was a baby, but he was genuinely so cute ! She just wanted to pinch his cheek and shower him with kisses.

-Where are you going to take her ?

Clark asks, giving his wife the perfect diversion to go and fetch more eggs and Hashbrown for Jon, and therefor hiding her urge to treat her twenty six year old son like if he was a toddler.

-Oh I wanna take her to one of the field at the outskirt of Smallville, a bit further than grandma’s house. She never saw the Milky Way, living in Gotham and all. So we’re going to go stargazing.

Lois makes a strangle noise from the kitchen (her boy was just so sweet !) and Clark and Conner looks at her, a bit worried.

-You ok mom ?

Conner asks, and she comes back sitting next to him, ruffling his hair.

-Yes I am. You’re just...too sweet. (Y/N) is a lucky girl.

Conner blushes a bit, still having trouble accepting compliments...But his mom’s next few words make him blush even more :

-Though...Stargazing. Just the two of you. Hum...Don’t forget to bring protection.

-AAAAH MOOOOOM !!

Conner exclaims, as red as a tomato. Clark acts as if he didn’t hear anything and goes back to his breakfast and...Jon finally lifts his head up, saying :

-Mom’s right. Bring protection. You never know if an asteroid or something is gonna fall on ya while you stargaze ! Also, are you gonna finish your plate ?

Clark and Lois burst out in laughter in front of a very confused Jon, and a Conner who wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear...Blushing more than ever, he hands his plate to his little brother and leaves the table, as his parents still laugh like crazy.

Snatching their car key, he rushes outside and curses a bit more because why did they have to laugh so much ?!

Damn them.

************

When you received Conner’s text, the least you could say is that you were utterly surprised.

It was very rare, that he would come p...Wait.

Actually, it was the first time he came to pick you up by car.

Usually, you’d meat at Mount Justice, or he would fly to your house (which your dad hated) and then you’d use one of your car (being a Wayne had its perks) to go out.

He used his motorcycle a few time, but again, you having one too, you’d just meet somewhere and then go on a road trip or something...

Yes. It was the first time he actually drove from Metropolis to Wayne Manor to come and pick you up for a date. It was...somewhat exciting.

You didn’t know why, but there was something about him coming to get you that was just...feeling really nice.

You were looking outside from one of the first floor window when you finally heard the bell from the gigantic portal at the entrance of the estate.

You rushed downstairs to go open, but of course Alfred was there first...And so were the rest of your family.

-What are you guys doing ?

Your words startle all of them and they turn around a bit panicked, as if you just caught them redhanded while doing something illegal. Your father speaks first :

-Nothing.

He says, in the most unconvincing tone ever.

You crease your eyebrows at him and say :

-You weren’t expecting to see him before I came down, were you ? Because that would be a ridiculously stupid plan. And I think he heart enough of your threat already.

Jason, who was visiting that day, said a falsely innocent :

-Nooooooo. Of course not. We would NE-VER.

You glare at them a bit, and gesture for them to get away from the door. They obediently go out of your way and you go to open the front door, almost snarling at them.

-Don’t you have better things to do anyway ?

You ask them a bit coldly, while Alfred rolls his eyes and Dick gives you an apologetic look. They look away, as if they were down there by pure coincidence.

You turn towards the outdoor.

A car is slowly going up the path to the entrance door.

It’s a pick-up truck.

Of course it’s a pick-up truck, it’s probably Clark’s.

And it’s...oh my gods.

-Wait...Red and blue...jeez, can you be more obvious ?

Your father, who went out too and was now next to you, rolls his eyes and says :

-Eh it’s Clark we’re talking about, not really the most...You know. His way of hiding his secret identity is by putting some glasses on...

You chuckle a bit, knowing indeed exactly what he means. And you forget to tell him to go back inside and leave you and Conner alone.

The car stops in front of the stairs and Conner gets out of it. He awkwardly straightens himself up and slowly walks up the stairs.

His eyes cross your father’s and he holds his gaze defiantly but then...

then he sees you.

A wide smile spreads across his face :

-Hey you.

He says a bit dumbly (he always felt so light hearted around you).

-Hi.

You answer with the same lovey dovey tone. He continues, giving you his hand :

-Shall we go ?

You’re about to answer when your father (now joined by the rest of your family) says, his voice cold and low, menacing :

-Go where, exactly ?

You slowly turn to him, and oh it’s utterly scary, the look you give him...you’re definitely taking that glare after him. With slow detached words you say, the anger felt in every syllables :

-I am twenty, dad. It’s none of your business where I go.

He looks at you and is about to answer, probably ready to say something stupid that every parents say like : “As long as you live under my roof, you follow my rules” or something (as if that ever happened anyway...after all, you were also taking a lot ater your mother, Catwoman), but this time, you’re the one cutting him off.

You ignore him completely and turn to Conner :

-I’m coming back babe - it’s utterly satisfying, how your dad winces at the pet name you give your boyfriend-, forgot my backpack upstairs.

You start to leave but stop before reaching the door. You turn around and glare some more at your brothers and dad before saying :

-You guys. In. Right now. Except you Dick, you can talk with Conner if you wanna, you’re the only one that isn’t annoying here. The others, inside the house. Actually, follow me, so I’m sure you’re not planning anything sneaky.

They’re about to protest, but oh the look you give them...And so they follow you to your bedroom. With a sigh you tell them :

-I thought we were over the all “watching your every move whenever you’re with your boyfriend” phase ?

Your father looks at you very seriously and says :

-I never agreed to that.

-You did when you said you’d stop trying to break us up. Still think it’s a huge asshole move by the way, not sure I forgave you yet (in this story : “They’re kind of assholes”).

Your dad grumbles an answer and turns to your brothers for support.

But they all look away...It was hard for them to let go, but they had to admit that you were old enough to make your own decisions and all...And Conner was a good guy, they really weren’t being fair.

Besides, they still actually felt bad about trying to break the two of you up (well, maybe Damian and your dad didn’t much).

You roll your eyes and give them each a small slap on the back of their head.

-I know what I’m doing. Trust me.

Jason snorts and says :

-Oh we trust you. Him on the other hand...

There’s a small silence and you sigh once again...Only one solution left for them to let go. You look at them and gather the famous Wayne smirk before saying :

-Jay, I’m twenty. If you think Conner is my first you’re gravely mistaken and I...

Tim interjects :

-WOW ! STOP ! DO NOT WANT TO KNOW THOSE INFOS ABOUT MY SISTER !! RED ALERT ! RED ALLEEERT !!

Your father looks at you, shocked (he had to realize, one day or another, you weren’t a child anymore), Jason froze and seemed to have crashed as if he was a computer, Damian has a murderous look in his eyes but is still too stunned to move....and you smirk as you leave your room.

Yup. Here’s a sure way to shut them up.

They all stand in your room, stunned, as you go back down and yell to them :

-See y’all tomorrow !

After a while, they finally de-froze. And your youngest brother says :

-Did she say she’d come back tomorrow ?!

His voice is full of worries, as he turns to your father who just manages to say :

-...Did she just say “y’all” ?

Oh God. The Kent were starting to influence you too much...

You were already far away when they finally decided to move out of your room, your father sighing nostagically a bit at the sight of a picture of you and him when you were barely four...

************

When you went down the stairs, you found Conner red as a tomato, discussing with Dick. You instantly narrowed your eyes at your brother and said :

-Oh, not you too Dickie ?!

Your oldest brother turned to you and smiled widely, of a joyful and innocent smile :

-What ? Can’t give advices to a friend ? And can’t threaten my sister’s boyfriend to kill him if he hurts her ?

Unsure of wether he’s kidding or not, you just stare at him and slowly takes Conner’s hand. You two get back to the car, and you ask him :

-What did he say to you exactly ?

-Nothing !

Conner’s answer is too rushed for you to believe him...but you don’t feel like getting the truth out of him. Nope. You just want to enjoy your day.

You watch your oldest brother wave at you as you leave, a way too satisfied smile on his face...

************

The drive is oh so pleasant.

You talk about anything and nothing, and sometimes, you just stay silent, enjoying each others’ presence. Listening to your favorite song (getting a bit too turned up when “Africa” by Toto gets on...).

At some point, you decide to lay your head on his shoulder, and put your hand on his thigh and Conner can’t help but smile stupidly. Your mere presence always made him feel so jolly, so relaxed...

Finally, you arrive where he wanted to take you.

It’s a beautiful field in the middle of nowhere, near a forrest. You can hear water a bit further, lost in the trees, probably a river of some sort.

There, you start by having a picnic.

Conner prepared some sandwiches and it’s just so romantic and cute ! And oh it’s been so long since he had the occasion to be romantic and cute with you...

You wipe a bit of mayo that got on the corner of his mouth and...before you know it, your lips are on his, and you’re straddling him while furiously making out, his tongue licking at yours.

It almost turns to more but...as usual he pulls away.

This time, he tells you you two should go to the river, to cool down a little on this hot summer day (both figuratively and literally). He didn’t want you to have a heatstroke or something...

And you get a little bit frustrated.

You know you shouldn’t be. But it’s always like this...You spend more than one night with him, at Mount Justice, but things never went further than passionate making-out and sometimes, oral.

Granted, he was amazing at eating you out and more than once he snuck in your bedroom at the mansion, and devoured you while you were trying to be silent so your family wouldn’t hear you.

And given his reactions, you knew you gave good blowjobs too but...Whenever it was time for more, for the “ultimate act of love” (your mom called it that...you didn’t even know why you picked her expression up, it was so stupid and cheesy) he stopped (even if clearly reluctant to).

And you knew why.

It wasn’t because he didn’t want to be with you like that, but because he was afraid to hurt you. And given the fact that he still couldn’t always control his powers properly...he could very well hurt you.

He almost did a few times when his cock was in your mouth so...he wasn’t about to risk injuring you badly.

But damn it was starting to get frustrating.

Especially even more since you knew he slept with M’gann before (which was fine, you had other boyfriends too, including a certain “Aqualad”).

Somehow, she convinced him he wouldn’t hurt her...or maybe he thought she could take it while you couldn’t ?

She wasn’t a “weak” human after all...

Little did you know that he just never thought that he could hurt her when they were together, while with you...just the thought of hurting you a tiny bit hurt his heart more than anything else.

You weren’t about to force him of course, but you would be lying if you didn’t have a hope that spending the night in a remote place just the two of you wouldn’t arouse a...certain mood.

But for now, all frustration disappears as you playfully throw some water at him, and he picks you up and throw you in the cold ass water...Not very delicately, but hey, you’re not really a delicate lady.

You emerge from the water, hair falling unsexily on your face, laughing your ass off as Conner joins you, and you both start playing as if you were little kids.

And it’s just so nice, to be far away from any responsibilities and vigilante stuffs...It has been a long time since you two had a sort of vacation.

Even longer since you managed to be just the two of you...there was usually always someone around.

So you take advantage of it, enjoying every single seconds in his arms, laughing, talking, yelling out of joy...

************

You don’t think you’ve been that happy ever in your life.

That relaxed.

It’s...so nice, to forget about all your stress, traumas and bad times.

To not worry about your father being reckless, or about one of your brothers getting hurt somehow. About having to arrest your mother because she stole yet another treasure or anything of the like...

You wish you could stay like that forever.

Far from all your troubles. Not that you didn’t love your family, hell, you would die for all of them but...It was so nice to be away from their antics for once.

It made you realize that, more often than note, you’d live for them...and Conner was your only escape.

Not that you would change your life. No. You couldn’t stay away from your beloved family for long...But from times to times, it was nice to not have them around you know ?

You felt a bit guilty having that thought, but then Conner wrapped his arms around you and you forgot about all of that, for once, thinking only about your own happiness.

Your boyfriend had brought some blanket and pillows to throw in the back of the truck, and you were both snuggled against each other, gazing at the stars.

That day had left you exhausted, as you did so many things (unfortunately, no actions you desperately wanted...ugh).

You knew Conner was completely fine, Hell, the man barely even needed to sleep...but you felt knackered, and kinda forgot about any prospect of possible sex.

You shift a bit next to him and groan out in pain.

Worried, Conner turns his head down to you and asks :

-What’s wrong ?

You shake your head slightly and say :

-It’s nothing really, I just had a rough night yesterday. Got hit a bit badly on the shoulders and back...It’s sore.

He looks at you thoughtfully as you close your eyes, not really making a big deal out of it (and it’s so frustrating to him, the way you never seem to care that much when you get hurt...).

His hand mindlessly drawing pattern on your back, he finally says :

-How about a massage ? I know they can be very relaxing...

You were slowly falling asleep and jumped a bit at the sound of his voice. You turn your head upward to meet his gaze and say, an eyebrow raised :

-Do you even know how to give a massage ?

-I’m no expert, but I believe I know enough. I read a few books about it. And...I know you’re stressed, and I thought I could help a bit.

You smile at him, oh if only he knew how relaxed he made you feel...You consider his offer however, and sit up, offering him a smile :

-Alright Kon, sure. That’d be nice. Thank you.

He nods, still smiling at you a little awkwardly, and you giggle. It’s not like you’ve never been intimate before...

His eyes widen as you take your top off as if nothing. He stares at your breast despite himself, and his adam’s apple visibly gulped.

You roll your eyes and say :

-What ? You wanna massage me through my clothes ? Seems a bit un-efficient. And come on, you already saw my boobs. Touched them more than once, fell asleep on them a few times.

You wink at him and he blushes slightly. He takes a sharp intake of air and says :

-Yes. Yes of course. I just...I...Nevermind.

You roll on your belly and he sits next to you. For some reasons, you couldn’t help but tense a bit, awaiting for him to touch you, as if afraid you were just having a pleasant dream...Finally, he lays his warm hands on your shoulders and begins to rub there. And it’s definitely real.

At first, he goes a little too gently, his thumbs rubbing the area where your neck joins your shoulders. As usual, he was afraid to hurt you...

But very soon however, he begins to gain confidence, pressing harder and using his whole hand. You sigh, relaxing in his touch.

-You know Conner, it might be easier if you, hum...if you sat on...you know...

You trail off, not entirely sure how to put this. “Straddling me” just sounded way too sexual and though you’ve been very intimate with him before, you don’t want to scare him away.

The massage felt just too good, and you were afraid that if you pushed him too much he’d be scared to hurt you again and pull away.

He understands your meaning however, and kneels over you, resting lightly on your thighs, almost on your rear, barely applying pressure there, and you know he’s holding up his weight.

-Is this ok ?

He asks nervously, again, afraid to hurt you...and touching you like that feels too nice, he doesn’t want to stop.

-Yeah. It’s good.

Conner’s hands continue to work down your back, with more skill than you had expected. He slowly works out the knots in your muscles, knots that have been there for years, and after a while of his careful attention, you can’t help but let a small moan escape.

He instantly stops :

-Oh please Conner, continue. When did you get so good at this ? Do you often massage people ?

You were so damn relaxed, you were pretty sure you could fall asleep like this. And you clearly didn’t realize the innuendos of your words.

Conner caught on it however...He gulps before answering :

-I...I don’t know. I didn’t realize I was any good at it. And you’re the first one I do that to...

His voice sounds strange, almost strained. You frown, shifting slightly beneath him, and hears your boyfriend’s breathing stutter.

And then, for the first time, you notice it : the slight bulge pressing against your ass.

Conner is hard. Oh so damn hard.

Your heart jumps, and you can’t help the warm jolt of arousal low in your stomach. Should you say something? Ignore it ?

You hear Conner take a deep breath, continuing his ministration to your back, trying to ignore the sensation, and you grin into the pillow.

-You ok, Kon ?

You ask innocently, knowing damn well what you were doing.

-Yes, I… I’m fine.

He responds, his voice gruffer than usual.

-You sure ?

You ask again cheekily, wriggling your ass slightly against him. You were definitely not gonna let such an occasion pass without doing anything.

Conner grunts, taking his hands away from your back to rest them on the makeshift bed in the back of the truck, gripping the sheets.

-(Y/N)…

-Yeah ?

You ask in the most innocent voice you can muster, ignoring his warning tone and rubbing your ass against his growing erection.

-Mm, got a little problem there, babe ?

You hear him sigh deeply and he says :

-I thought you said you were tired.

-Mm. I don’t recall saying that...

You answer, knowing it’s a blatant lie as you told him you were tired barely a few minutes earlier.

With a little wriggling around you manage to roll over, taking in Conner’s flushed cheeks and his pupils blown wide in arousal.

-Can I ask you something ?

You say. Conner looks up and keeps his gaze fixed on the top of the truck above you, resolutely refusing to look at your exposed cleavage, afraid to get even harder.

-If you have too...

He murmurs. You take a deep breath and launch yourself :

-Are we going to beat around the bush for long ? Are we both going to ignore your dick pressing against my stomach ? Or like...Are we going to finally do something about it ?

It seems like Conner wants to lift off of you, but he just can’t resolves himself to do so...There’s a small awkward silence.

Conner doesn’t reply, and you can feel your heart drop. Was he going to pull away once again ? Was he going to act as if nothing happened, and just go back to cuddling you ?

Instead, he finally meets your gaze.

And there’s something in his eyes you’ve never seen before. A lust he cannot hide anymore.

He leans down slowly until his still-clothed chest touches yours.

His face is so close, his breath warm on your lips.

And then, at last, he closes the distance. And for once, it seems like this make out session isn’t going to stop with just heated kisses...

His lips are chapped and rough against yours, but the kiss is gentle, tentative. As if he was afraid you’d break under him...

You reach up to place one hand on his back, the other behind his head, your fingers threading through his hair as Conner becomes more confident.

His lips move against yours, and you ache for more, pushing your tongue into his mouth. He gladly accepts it and his hands tighten in the sheets around your head.

Not even realizing it, he begins to rock his hips against yours, the bulge in his pants pressing right where you need it, and you moan into his mouth.

Conner suddenly breaks away, the two of you gasping, catching your breath. And for a moment you’re afraid he changed his mind again, and you clutch his shirt, as if you could stop him from pulling away if he really wanted to.

But he rests his forehead against yours, and you find yourself enraptured by his piercing blue eyes, unable to look away.

You tug at the bottom of his shirt before you even fully realised you're doing it, and Conner sits up, helping you pull the shirt off over his head without bothering with undoing the buttons of his flannel.

You reach up to run your hands down his muscular bare chest, brushing your thumbs over his nipples as they harden, and he closes his eyes, letting out a groan.

God, the things that noise did to you… you reach out impatiently for the button on his pants, unfastening it, your heart pounding.

-Conner...Conner, you’re ok with this, right ? Here ?

You ask, panting. Your warm breath makes your boyfriend shiver, and he nods, his hands brushing yours as he helps you pull off his pants.

-Yes. Are you ? And don’t worry, this field is abandoned, no one ever comes here...Especially not at night.

You laugh breathlessly, bucking your hips up against him. All he wore now was a pair of boxer briefs, his hard length visibly straining against the fabric.

-I’ve been waiting for this for a while now...We could do that in front of a crowd that I wouldn’t care right now.

With that confirmation, Conner tugs off your jeans in one swift yet delicate motion, and then he’s grinding against you again, your underwear the only thing separating you.

He captures your lips with his once more, and you whimper, torn between wanting this to last forever and wishing he would just get on with it...You waited long enough !

His lips begins to move from your mouth down your jaw, and further down your neck, peppering the skin there with soft open mouthed kisses as he massages your breast with one hand.

You tip your head back, infuriated with how slow and gentle he was being.

-Conner, bite me.

He pulls back, frowning, and stops. You’re afraid you pushed him a bit too much with your poor impulse control, but he says a curious :

-...What ?

You look at him straight in the eyes, and, mustering all the confidence you could, you say resolutly :

-My neck. Bite me. Get a little wild babe.

-If I do get a little wild, I could hurt you really bad...I could break you.

-So be it, then I would die feeling something.

You know you’re not being particularly nice, but you definitely hit him in his pride. He narrows his eyes at your mischievous smile and leans in again.

He tentatively nips at your neck and your moans encourages him to continue. Soon, he becomes a little rougher, leaving hot wet kisses down your neck, and you let out a shaky exhale.

And then the hand on your breast finally slides down your body, cupping your wet heat through your soaked panties.

You lift your hips up into the warmth of his hand, gasping as he begins to rub you through the fabric.

-Yeah Con - uh - just like that.

He continues to rub you and in a whisper says :

-You look beautiful like this.

And without further warning, he pushes your panties aside, his fingers finally coming in contact with your sex.

-So desperate for me to touch you. So wet for me...

He runs his fingers up and down your lower lips before slipping a finger inside you. And you don’t know what is taking your breath away more, his finger ruthlessly fucking you, or his sudden and very welcomed dirty talk.

You’re not even sure he does it on purpose, or if he just says whatever is on his mind out loud, lost in his passion...but his words and his finger pumping inside you will be the death of you.

And his teeth gently biting you there and there, leaving hickeys all over was a bit too much for you...a bit more harshly than you intended, you say :

-Boxers off. Now.

Desperate to see him, to touch him...

Conner quickly kicks off his underwear, finally freeing his dick, and you reach done, wrapping your fingers around his girth.

Your boyfriend moans as you run your thumb over the tip, collecting pre-cum and using it to slick your movements as you begin to pump up and down.

-(Y/N)...That...feels so good...

And you can’t help but smile fondly at him, as his eyes slowly half-close, and he’s coming undone at the pleasure you’re giving him.

With what looks like a great deal of effort, he pries your hand away, trapping it above your head.

-I...Need to be inside you.

He practically growls.

Finally, he pulls your panty down and over your ankles before slipping his finger back into your heat once more. This time, he finds your clit, circling it slowly and expertly, making you gasp and squirm under his touch.

-So beautiful. So perfect.

He murmurs, his hot breath right next to your ear.

-Yes...Oh Gods...Conner, don’t stop...

His fingers began to circle your clit a little faster now. And his hot voice resonates in your ear once more :

-Look at you, begging for me so prettily. I cannot wait to make you scream my name...You know, I know you spend nights, your hand between your legs, thinking about all the things I’d do to you...I know, because oh you have no idea the number of time I touched myself thinking about those exact same things. And we’ve always been on the same page you and I...always...

Fucking Hell. He was going to be the end of you.

Where did all that come from, all of a sudden ?!

But you knew. Oh you knew. All those pent up feelings were suddenly resurfacing and...to be honest, you always knew Conner probably had a thing for dirty talk. It was a hunch.

And oh you were right.

His fingers were alternating massaging your clit, and fucking you steadily, pimping in and out in a perfect pace. He knew you well...After all, he did already finger you but tonight ? Oh tonight every thing felt a hundred percent more vivid, everything was different.

Because tonight, you’d go beyond pleasuring each other manually or orally. Tonight, you were finally going to become one...

-I know you thought about me inside you many times. I know...Whispering my name as you came, pleasuring yourself. But there’s no need to whisper anymore my love. Come on. Come on (Y/N), scream my name, go ahead, it’s finally happening, I cannot stop anymore.

-Conner ! CONNER ! Oh God Conner !

You cry out, heat clenching in your stomach, your thighs tensing. He gives you a mischievous smile and says with a sexy voice :

-Good girl. Come for me (Y/N), come for me.

At those words, you were gone. You think you called out his name as you came, but you’re not sure. Hips bucking, writhing on the makeshift bed, arching your back.

Conner’s fingers ease you through your orgasm, moving away from your clit as it became almost painfully sensitive, but still rubbing your folds as you finally flop back down...

-Conner, that was...wow. I mean. We already did that before but...what’s gotten into you ? Where does...all that come from ?

Your boyfriend grins boyishly, his fingers still rubbing you gently, and you spread your legs a little further. He says :

-I don’t really know...You drive me crazy I guess ? All your teasing today...I just can’t hold it anymore.

-Teasing ? I so didn’t tease you. You did, with your touches and kisses and all !

-Let’s just say then that it’s a tie ?

-Yet you’re the one that is still teasing right now Conner...I need more.

And you can see it in his eyes, the sudden surge of doubt. He looks away a bit, still unsure...Maybe getting orgasms out of you by finger fucking you was enough ? Maybe you didn’t actually needed more ? But oh the look in your eyes...

He can’t do that to you.

He’s not sure what it is, exactly, he cannot do. Not making love to you ? Or risking badly hurting you by doing it ?

He pulls away slightly and you grab his arm.

-Don’t you dare.

You tell him threateningly, but he...He’s too afraid to break you in half. And though he’s still painfully hard, he pulls away, his warmth leaving making you shiver, and he sits up, back against the the cabin of the truck.

You sigh and roll on your back...So what now ? A handjob or blowjob and everyone to bed ? But oh you ached so bad for more ! To feel him inside you, pushing in and out...and you know he wants too as well !

But he’s scared to hurt you and...Wait. He’s scared to hurt you ?

So what if...What if you’re the one that move ?

You sit up too and look at him. And the dilemma in his eyes almost hurt your heart...You know he wants you, but his fear of hurting you is too grand.

You shake your head and reach in your backpack. You came prepared. Just in case...And you did right.

You take out a condom, and Conner’s eyes widen.

-(Y/N) I can’t risk...

Your fingers on his lips instantly shut him up. And despite himself, he finds himself softly kissing them...He looks at you as you roll the condom on his length, twitching under your touch, and you gaze back at him.

-If you’re so afraid, then let me.

He wants to stop you, but it seems he cannot move anymore. BEcause he wants this. Oh he wants this so bad.

And you do too..

It feels like he cannot breathe anymore as you sink down his cock. Slowly, oh painfully slowly.

Your hands go to rest against his chest, and his cover yours so perfectly, as if they were molded to do so...He squeezes your hands lightly, tenderly, encouraging you to go slowly as you take all of him inside you.

Finally, he’s all the way in, and he gasps in pleasure.

You go to rest your forehead on the crook of his neck, breathing heavily, and for a few seconds, he’s afraid he’s too much for you, and he thinks about pulling you off of him but...Then you raise your hips slowly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders, and you go down again, a bit faster than before.

You do that a few time, up and down slowly, getting used to his size...your breathing mixing together, heavy and passionate.

His lips find yours, as you fuck yourself onto him, and you share a sloppy yet loving kiss. He cannot help his arms wrapping around you, bringing you ever so closer.

Slowly but surely, you increase the pace, and soon enough, you’re both panting mess full of pleasure.

You rest your hands on his shoulder to help you get up and down faster, harder, and your voice snatches him out of this sort of transe he fell in :

-Move your hips, Conner.

At first, he doesn’t understand...But soon enough he raises his hips slowly to go meet yours and both your moans increase.

It becomes a bit violent, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the air...And Conner becomes self-aware that he might hurt you. But you grab his chin in between your fingers and fiercely says :

-Don’t you fucking dare stopping Conner, don’t you fucking dare. It feels too good for that !

And so he doesn’t stop. He’s not sure he could have had anyway even if he wanted too...You felt just too damn good. So good in fact, that he couldn’t utter a word, even if he wanted to tell you oh so many filthy thing. Another time, perhaps ?

But after a few moment, the rough night you had the day before catches on to you and you slow your pace at the worst moment possible, just as you were both reaching your highs...Worried, Conner asks :

-Are you ok ? Did I hurt you ? (Y/N) ?!

You shake your head “no”, and say weakly :

-It’s not that, it’s just...I’m sore from patrolling yesterday, I can’t keep up, even if I want to...

Your voice breaks a bit, sad that you’re ruining this moment you’ve been waiting for so long. And it breaks Conner’s heart to see you like that...delicately, he pulls out of you and switches you around.

You’re not riding him anymore, not straddling him, no...He’s now above you his hands on each side of your head. You instinctly wrap your arms and legs around him, and he sigh, content.

-You sure you’re ok to...Finish like this ?

You “tt” him in a very Damian way and say :

-Honey I’ve been ready to finish for a long time.

He chuckles but before re-entering you, he makes sure you’re ready to receive him in that angle, and slips two fingers inside you, scissoring them, massaging your walls, stretching you open once more.

And as you sigh, overwhelmed with pleasure, he presses the head of his dick against you, guiding himself back inside you.

You run your hands down his back to his ass, squeezing roughly, getting a grunt out of him as he pushes deep inside of you.

Still afraid to hurt you like this, now in total control...He moves slowly, giving you time to adjust again, and you find yourself relaxing completely as he kisses you again.

But now you’re wrapping your legs more insistantly around his waist, and he gets the message.

He draws his hips back before thrusting into you, deeply and slowly. His hips rolling against yours, each movement drawn out and loving. You grab hold of his hair again, liking way too much his dishevelled head and the sweat running down his brow...You pull his head down, tilting yours to meet his lips.

-Faster.

You mumble against his mouth before he cuts you out, deepening the kiss. But his thrusts become faster at last, and you wrap yourself tighter around him as he rams into you with more strength, surprisingly finding the exact amount of power to make you scream with pleasure, without breaking your bones (quite literally).

He lets out a low groan, his face so close to yours that you can feel his warm breath...

-(Y/N)...

He moans again and again, and you find yourself echoing him with his own name. Until your entire body shake uncontrollably, and you tighten your wall around his dick, making him fall over the edge.

This time, the plea of your name is cut off by a low growl as he comes. His hips buck wildly, his arms trembling where he holds himself up, and you close your eyes, your hands running down his body, feeling his muscles tense and then relax as he is finally sated.

Slowly, he pulls out, collapsing beside you. You crawl closer, curling up in his arms and burying your head in your Superboy’s bare chest.

His voice, ragged and exhausted, resonates in the silent night :

-Did you..Did you enjoy that ? I didn’t hurt you did I ?

He asks, running his fingers through your hair carefully and tenderly.

You shift your head up to look at him, and you see his worried look towards you...You shake your head, a bit amused he couldn’t figure out he definitely didn’t hurt you, and say :

-That was amazing. You, were amazing.

-So, I did everything right ?

He checks again, a little nervously. It’s interesting how he didn’t really care about that when he was with M’gann...Proof enough their relationship wasn’t meant to be.

You lift yourself up on your elbow and bore your eyes into his icy blue ones :

-Conner, you were perfect. Trust me.

He sighs in relief, and kisses your hair. And the reality of what just happened dawned on him.

-I just made love to you.

He says, and you can’t help but chuckle, answering :

-Yup, that you did. And very well if I might say.

-And I didn’t hurt you.

-Nooope.

There’s a small silence, and he continues :

-So...We can do it again.

-Only if you want to.

-Fuck yeah I want to !

It’s rare to hear him swear and once again, you laugh, the sound of your laughter making his heart jump. He straightens up a little and smiles fondly at you, saying from the bottom of his heart :

-I love you (Y/N).

-I love you too Conner...

You both wrap yourself in warm blanket, and stay there for a while, not saying anything. Eventually, you both fall asleep, wishing that moment could last forever...

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Sorry you waited so long for such shit. I suck at smut ? This heat is killing me and focusing was difficult (yeah yeah yeah totally trying to find myself some excuses for writing something that bad, but ugh, I had to post it at some point and it wasn’t gonna get any better).

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Another successful mission by the Team, even if it was a narrow escape. You’d been carried back to base by Conner despite the fact that your injury was arm-related. “SB, you can put them down, you know.” Your brother teased as Wally made kissy sounds in the background.

“I’m good. They’ve been on their feet enough today.” Conner smiled at you, who was still clutching onto your wrist in pain.

“Stop talking about me like I’m not here, weirdos.” You leaned your head into Conner’s chest and in a mindless moment, one he thought of dozens of times but never acted on, Conner kissed the top of your head. You froze, but he acted as if nothing happened, trying to save his dignity. You on the other hand, you started to feel warm inside. You’d been waiting for him to make any kind of move. By the time you were back in the Cave, all your mentors stood there waiting for you.

“I thought I taught you to be more careful.” Batman announced, directing it mostly to you. “Are you okay, y/h/n?” Bruce asked you.

“I’ll live.” You said as Conner put you down, putting his arm around you and walking you towards the infirmary.

“I’ll take them to get fixed up.” He said as your mentors all cocked their brows. Batman turned to Robin for an answer, who shrugged. It was just as confusing to them, even seeing it play out. “You know,” Conner said when the coast was clear, “I was thinking after you get pieced back together, maybe we could get some takeout? I think you need it.”

“And he finally asks me on a date…sort of.”

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Protector (Batsis Reader)

(This is from a chapter of my original story but I quirked the character to be the reader. The reader can teleport and turn invisible and your hero name is Viper. You're also part of the Teen Titan's and Connor Kent is your love interest, although it's not too evident in this chapter. Alexandra and Alex are original characters in the Titans based on my two friends. If you like this chapter and you want me to publish the book, let me know. I would make the original character the reader)

Y/N's POV

"I'm going on a walk!" I announced, opening the Wayne manor door.

"Alone?" Alfred asked, walking towards me.

"Yeah," I shrugged.

"You may want to have one of your brothers accompany you," Alfred said. "Or Ace. You are the daughter of the infamous Bruce Wayne. And you're injured."

"I'm also the Teen Titan Viper," I chuckled. "I can take care of myself, Alfred. But thank you."

"Do be careful," Alfred said as I walked out of the large mansion.

I looked around as soon as I was outside before teleporting into the city. I teleported to an alleyway next to Gotham City Park. I swiped a strand of hair from my face before walking into the park. I smiled at the kids laughing and playing on the playground, remembering when Dick would bring my brother and I there when our parents and Bruce were working.

That's when I heard the scream. I spun my head to see two men with penguin masks grab a kid and pull him into an alley, his parents and all other adults apparently oblivious to the kidnapping.

"Hey!" I yelled, running toward the child and his kidnappers. I stopped at the alley, noticing that the child and the men were gone. I furrowed my brows, walking further into the alley. "Hello!"

"Help!" the child's voice echoed through the alley. I continued walking, ignoring the fact that the echo was unnatural, due to the fact there was no building covering the alley or stopping the sun from shining down. "Help!" I noticed that I had found the end of the alleyway. "Help!" I looked down to see a doll, the size of a small child, it's mouth open.

"Oh no-"

"You Y/L/N," a voice said from behind me. "So quick to save the day." Before I could turn around, I felt a slight prick in my neck. I turned around to see the familiar plump and long-nosed figure of Oswald Cobblepot or the Penguin, as well as the men from before standing next to him.

"Cobblepot," I mumbled, feeling drowsy.

"Careful there," Penguin said as I stumbled towards him. "Maybe you should just... relax."

I reached back and pulled out the thing that had pricked me. It was a small tranquilizer dart. I threw it to the ground as I fell to my knees. Dad, I thought before everything went dark.

***

"Wake up!"

I groaned, fluttering my eyes open. I tried to move my hands, only to feel a coarse rope around them. My eyes shot open at that realization. I sat upright, trying to move my legs, only to find them each tied to the leg of the chair I was sitting in. I looked around, to find myself in what looked like an abandoned penguin exhibit. I sat on a makeshift iceberg above freezing water, I let out a breath, noticing it come out in a puff of mist.

"Good, you're awake." I looked up to see the Penguin, in his top hat, monocle, and usual penguin tux. He held a raw fish, biting off it's head. He leaned casually on his lethal umbrella, a blade sticking out from the bottom.

I stayed stoic. First thing Bruce taught me in a kidnapping. "Why am I here Cobblepot?" I asked.

"Just a playing card," Penguin shrugged, some of the fish spitting from his mouth.

"So you want my father's money?" I scoffed. "Spend all of your family's fortune on that disgusting fish or buying this run-down zoo?"

"We both know Bruce Wayne isn't your father," Penguin said. "Your father blew up." He pointed the fish at me some of it's gut splattering on my face. "But yes."

"Why do you need Bruce Wayne's money?" I asked, pressing the Titan's distress button on my bracelet.

"Why do any of really need money?" Penguin sighed. "I need to rebuild the Iceberg Lounge."

"You really think people would go to a club owned by a former villain and current psychopath?" I scoffed. "Built off of stolen money?" Penguin growled and slapped me across the face with the half fish, splattering more guts and blood across my face. I spit out the few that got in my mouth.

"Some people don't matter who owns the club as long as they can spend their money on booze and beautiful women," he said, swallowing the rest of his fish. "Now let's notify Bruce that we have his dear little girl here, shall we?"

Penguin pulled out a phone and typed in Bruce's number and turned on the speaker. I tensed as the ringing began.

"Hello?" Bruce's voice rang through.

"Oh hello Bruce," Penguin said into the phone.

"Cobblepot," Bruce said. "What-"

"I just wanted to let you know that I have your dear daughter here with me," Penguin said. "Here Y/N, say hello." He held the speaker towards me, but I stayed silent. I felt one of his henchmen, grab my hair and yank, making me let out an involuntary yelp. He used his free hand to press a gun under my chin.

"Cobblepot, don't hurt her," Bruce said.

"Bruce, I'll be fine don't'-" I let out a strangled scream as Penguin stabbed my bicep with his umbrella.

"Y/N-"

"Now Bruce, she'll survive, as long as you get 4 million dollars to the Gotham Zoo, by noon," Penguin said, his blade still in my arm. I glanced at the clock on the phone, seeing that was ten minutes to noon. "If not then..." He twisted the blade, making me bite my lip to keep in a scream, but a small whimper arose. He then hung up.

"You won't kill me," I said through pained whimpers.

"I won't." Penguin agreed, pulling the blade out of my arm hard, making me yell again. I felt thick, warm blood drip down my arm quickly, and heavily. "But he might." The gun was pressed harder against my chin.

I swear Alexandra if you don't hurry-

My thoughts were cut off by Penguin being thrown off the makeshift iceberg. I held back a smile upon seeing Alex fully costumed, standing in front of me. She grinned at me.

I heard a loud crash and felt the sun shine on my back before left my chin. I watched as the man was thrown into the cement wall.

"Are you okay?" I heard Alexandra ask from behind me.

"I've been through worse," I said. I turned to see Jaime shoot another henchman into the wall with his scarab's laser.

"Superboy, get Y/N free," Raven said, flying above me. She created a magic cage around Penguin.

I felt something hot between my wrists before feeling the ropes snap. "You sure, you're okay?" Connor asked, flying in front of me.

"Totally," I shrugged, placing a hand on my bicep to stop the blood. Connor looked unsure but quickly laser-eyed the ropes around my ankles. I stood up and turned around to see Alexandra toss another henchman into a pile she had created and Alex ran around them, tying them up quickly.

"How'd you super twits get here?" Penguin asked.

"Shut up," Alex said, making faces at him.

"We're just here to help any citizen in danger," Alexandra said, placing a hand on Alex's shoulder.

"Raven, get him to GPD," Jaime said. Raven nodded before flying out of the hole they had created coming in, the caged Penguin behind her. "And Superboy-"

That was when Bruce appeared. He dropped dramatically in front of me, Dick and Damian following close behind. All fully suited up.

"Guess they beat us to it," Nightwing said, grinning at the Titans. "Nice job team."

Robin rushed to me, pulling my hand from my arm. He glared at me as he noticed the gushing blood. He pulled out a bandage roll and wrapped my arm. I winced at the roughness of his wrapping skills. "This is why you don't go on walks alone," he said, flicking my forehead.

"Thanks for the love," I said, rubbing my forehead.

"Robin's right," Bruce said, narrowing his eyes at me. "You could've gotten killed and worse, you could've gotten out of this by using your powers."

"I couldn't have given myself away," I said. "They could have connected me to Viper, then to you and to Robin and Nightwing!"

"Your safety is more important than our identities," Bruce said sternly. "I don't want you to leave the manor this week."

"Are you grounding me?" I scoffed. "Over something that wasn't my fault?"

"Busted," Alex mumbled.

"Bats, that's not fair," Connor said, walking forward. Bruce sent him a classic Bat glare, a mix of intimidation and Dad guilt. Connor stopped. "Or you know, whatever. Your kid."

"You can't-"

"I am your father, Y/N Wayne," Bruce said. "We're going back to the manor and I forbid you from leaving."

First part 2 on my masterlist: https://mooskey.tumblr.com/post/661991989629304832/%F0%9D%9A%83%F0%9D%99%B7%F0%9D%99%B4-%F0%9D%9A%84%F0%9D%99%BB%F0%9D%9A%83%F0%9D%99%B8%F0%9D%99%BC%F0%9D%99%B0%F0%9D%9A%83%F0%9D%99%B4-%F0%9D%99%B2%F0%9D%99%BE%F0%9D%9A%82%F0%9D%99%BC%F0%9D%99%B8%F0%9D%99%B2-%F0%9D%99%BF%F0%9D%99%BE%F0%9D%9A%86%F0%9D%99%B4%F0%9D%9A%81-%F0%9D%99%BC%F0%9D%9A%A2-%F0%9D%99%BC%F0%9D%9A%8A%F0%9D%9A%9C%F0%9D%9A%9D%F0%9D%9A%8E%F0%9D%9A%9B%F0%9D%9A%95%F0%9D%9A%92%F0%9D%9A%9C%F0%9D%9A%9D

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damianwaynesbelovedsposts · 7 months

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Prompt number 9 with Connor Kent please! :))

me and my friends were at some part all having fun together, i was talking with raven and suddenly my ex came up to me.

"hey y/n good to see you" he said with a smirk.

"hello h/n, with i could say that same but can't" i rolled my eyes at him.

he grabbed my wrist really tight and leaned closer to me "you're gonna regre-" before he could finished, he was pulled away from me.

it was conner, we don't really get along, i don't even remember why we just never did.

"babe is this guy bothering you?" conner said looking at me he mouthed"go along with it".

"i actually he was just leaving" and i grab conners arm to leave, he followed me a little bit away from my ex.

"what was he saying" he questioned.

"just the usual, being annoying" i replied, he tried to grab my hand, but I yanked it away from him.

"hold my hand L/n" he said.

"absolutely not kent" i said almost immediately.

"yes, i don't want him around you or any guy for that matter" he said angrily.

"oh stop acting like you care all of a sudden" i rolled my eyes at him, who does he think he is.

"i've always cared about you y/n" and he lean down and kissed me, i grabbed his by belt and tugged him closer to deepen the kiss.

requests are open!

#conner kent #conner kent x batsis #batman #dca fandom #dc comics

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batcathuntress · 4 years

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being superman's daughter

i'm starting my supersis series because why not

also this is connected to the batsis universe because best friends and all that...

pairing: superfam

fandom: dc comics

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• like your brothers you only got some of your dad's powers being only half kryptonion

• that didn’t stop you from being one of the strongest young justice members

in fact it made you work harder to try and prove yourself

you didn’t have to of course, the other members practically worshipped you because of who your dad is

speaking of him, he wasn’t a fan of you joining the team at first especially with you being his little girl but Lois persuaded him to at least give you a test run

plus you have Connor looking out for you

he’s basically your bodyguard which can get annoying at times

on the weekends your dad lets you patrol in Gotham with the bat family who you spend the most time with outside school and saving the world

it works out because Connor hangs out with Tim and Jon hangs out with Damian so you get to hang with the girls the whole time

your dad is strict though... like too strict for someone who has kids that can definitely hold their own in a fight

like you literally nearly got mugged and that guy did not stand a chance

you write a lot in your spare time and sometimes you give your stories to your parents as little gifts

they love them, they most definitely have them framed in their room because their baby is a mini writer

and you have talent to, they’re still hopeful that you’ll go into a more “normal” line of work which would be hypocritical on your dads behalf since he has no trouble juggling double lives

however he knows that no matter what he’ll support whichever pass you choose

#superman #superman x daughter!reader #superman headcanons #dc comics #dc #dc comics headcanons #clark kent x reader #clark kent x daughter!reader #lois lane #conner kent x reader #conner kent headcanons #jon kent #jonathan kent #jonathan kent imagine #conner kent imagine #batfam #batsis #super sis #batman

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wordsfromthesol · 4 years

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The Oblivious One

Author: @wordsfromthesol Taglist: @zphilophobiaz Pairing: Conner Kent x Batsis!Reader Warnings: Violence…kinda. Word Count: 1.2k A/N: This request got lost and I feel awful about it because it's so late. Don't hate me. Enjoy.

Here you were again, stuck at Titans Tower. This was Dick's baby…as much as he would deny it. Yet you found yourself helping out more often than you would like. Dick knew you couldn't say no to him, he was family.

"So, uhh…why am I here Dickiebird?" You blurted out the question almost as soon as he came into the training room.

Dick scoffed at the nickname but answered you anyways. "I just need an extra set of eyes on this mission. We have three locations to infiltrate at once. Trying to pull in all the help I can get."

"Hmm…" You glared at him as you threw a right hook into the heavy bag before you.

"And you were requested." Dick tried to hide his smirk, "I'll brief you later when everyone is here. Be ready by 7." Before you could question him further, he scampered out of the room.

"Because that's not suspicious…" You mumbled to yourself as you threw a spin kick at the unsuspecting bag before you. Though you felt a hand grasp your ankle just before it landed. Your eyes followed it back to its owner. Conner.

"Wanna spar?"

"Oh the infamous Superboy thinks he can take me?" Sarcasm heavily laced the words falling from your lips.

"Heh, it's worth a shot." Unlike yours, his words trembled, trying to shake off the awkwardness only he was feeling.

"Let's go then Kryptonian." You motioned towards the ring. It took several minutes before one of you could get the upper hand and you were the lucky winner, finally pinning him to the ground. "Brute strength isn't everything." You quipped while staring down at him.

"Yeah, but I could get used to this." As you furrowed your brow in confusion, Conner quickly backtracked on his statement. "Because…uh…I have a lot to learn. From you." You swung your leg over his body and stood up, stretching out your arm to offer it to him.

"I will happily beat you up anytime." You smiled as you pulled him up from the ground.

"Right…uh…thanks!" Conner let out an awkward, forced chuckle just before he ran from the training room.

You waited at the conference room table as the other vigilantes that Dick had roped into this mission filed in. Kory, Donna, Raven, Gar, Conner, and Wally all joined you. I guess Dick wasn't kidding about pulling in others to help. You thought to yourself as Dick started his rant on the mission. You finished reading the dossier just as Dick finished his spiel on why this was important.

"So we are breaking off into three teams. Kory, Gar, and I. Donna, Raven, and Wally. Y/N and Conner. These attacks need to be timed perfectly. We all need to get to the corresponding key centers at the same time. They must be switched on within seconds of each other." Dick continued for another twenty minutes before he finally sent everyone on their way.

You and Conner set up just outside the fortress, waiting for the signal from the other teams. "Man, how'd we get jipped a team member?" You whispered as the two of you began mapping out the number of guards.

"May have been my fault, sorry." You tilted your head in confusion, waiting for him to continue. "I just…I asked to be on your team."

"Yeah but that doesn't --" As you began to question his logic, Conner blurted out in defense of his last statement.

"To learn. I wanted to be on your team so I could learn. From you." You let out an involuntary chuckle, anyone else would have found the interjection awkward and unnecessary. It just reminded you of the confused clone you helped save three years ago. You still couldn't believe how much of the world he had learned in that short time. Finally, the signal came and the two of you headed into battle.

The outside guards were fairly easy to get past, you just took turns picking them off one by one until you entered the main room. That's where the real battle ensued. Bullets and knives flew through the air. Just as you leaned to the side to dodge one, a man tackled you to the ground.

"Solaris!" You heard Conner scream your vigilante name as you fell to the ground. You grabbed a batarang and shoved it into the man's side. You rolled him off of you and jumped up, ready to help Conner. After all, he screamed out for help…right? Maybe not…you realized as you stood up and Conner was at your side. The remaining guards were unconscious on the ground. "I thought. Nevermind. Let's go."

The rest of the mission went without a hitch and you were home in your own crime-ridden city of Gotham before you knew it. You were kind of surprised when Dick followed you back home but just figured whatever the bigger picture involved Bruce. You were right…partially.

"Bruce isn't here," Dick mumbled as he sauntered into the training room the next morning.

"Are you really that surprised dear brother of mine?" You laughed as you began stretching, readying yourself for training.

"No…kinda. He knows I needed to talk to him about this." Dick walked over to you. "So, anything happen on the mission?"

"Uh…we got the information you wanted? No one was injured?" Dick raised his eyebrows as if asking for more information. "Alright, I'm confused. Was something supposed to happen?"

"You can't be that oblivious, Y/N/N." Dick shook his head.

"About what?! Stop teasing me!" You huffed out, hopping up from the mat and readying yourself to spar with your older brother.

"Hey, I'm not looking to get injured." Dick held up his hands, waving off the invitation. "Just thought Conner wouldn't chicken out this time."

"Chicken out? This time?" Furrowing your brows in confusion, you replayed everything that happened on your trip to the Tower. Your eyes grew wider and wider as your interactions with Conner repeated in your mind. Finally, the scenes were interrupted with a sudden burst of laughter emanating from your brother. "I gotta…make a call." You ignored the laughter and stumbled out of the room.

"Conner?" Asking the question just as someone picked up on the other side.

"Yeah…" The voice on the other end confirmed the assumed identity.

"Why didn't you just ask me out?" You hadn't expected to be this blunt, but then again you never expected Conner to like you.

"Every time I said it out loud…it sounded stupid. I sounded stupid." You could hear the insecurity in his voice. It made your heart break.

"I've known you from the beginning. You've never sounded stupid. Don't ever think that." Silence took over the conversation until you couldn't take it anymore. "Just ask me Conner!"

"I…uh…do you want to get dinner sometime?" The question finally left his lips.

"Yes. I would."

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morgansunflower · 6 months

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Don't Abandon Me

Kon-El Kent X Batsis! Reader

Warnings:suggestive content, explicit language, blood, abandonment issues and angst

Words:1558

Arthur's notes! Kon-El(90s Superboy), are brothers Conner(Young Justice) also Jordan & Jonathan are their younger twin brothers. Also Dick Grayson is Robin.

Y/N's parents abandon her which leads to her becoming apart of a family that would grow and grow and grow.

Y/N steps away out from the school, she feels her gut twist seeing Kon with a blank expression as his father was scolding him. He was still worrying about her he didn't feel the need to defend himself. His, mother close by with no sign disagreeing what his father was saying.

She slowly approaches Clark lowered his voice hearing her footsteps come closer. He turns to see the young girl with a bruise on her cheek. The parents then fear somehow she had gotten in the middle of the fight.

"Mr and Mrs Kent.. It wasn't Kon's fault it was mine. I was with Kon and my ex was jealous, he took it out on me and your son did the right thing"

"oh sweetheart. Thank you for telling us the truth of what had happened. This was NOT your fault" Lois kindly said

"Lois is right" Clark agreed "were glad you're OK"

"thanks to your son" she smiled to Kon

The parents look to their son with guilt on their faces, he shrugged his shoulders

"it's fine I mean my reputation isn't exactly reliable" Kon sarcastically said

Lois turned her attention back to the young girl "thank you again for clearing things up" just then, she remembered a little girl who used to visit their home and was, her son's best friend "you ate Y/N L/N, right?"

Kon panicked inside. Why did his mother have to say that?

"uh yes, you remember me?"

"of course we do, our son talks about you all the time" Clark said

Kon quickly cut in "anywho!! Ma, Dad I'm going to take Y/N back to her house and I'll be back home for dinner tonight"

Lois softly scoffs "oh nonsense, Y/N would care to join us for dinner? So long as it's OK with your parents"

"I'd love to.."

Y/N and Kon finished dinner with his family. The two walked outside together in the peaceful field however Y/N was not at peace. Kon had been her best friend for years.. But how could she tell him? The past year they had drifted apart as she barely saw him. Now her life had truly been falling apart.

"so what time do I have to take you home?" Kon asked in playful bitter tone

She gently smiled to him "oh don't worry about that. You already have done so much for me.. Besides I can walk home"

"I am not letting you walk home alone. Why would you even think I'd let that happen? Your folks still hate me?" Kon sighed

"no, it's more along the lines of them hating me and not wanting anything to do with me" Y/N stuttered

"Y/N what happened?.."

"my uh.. My parents left me" she admitted to only person she can truly trust.

Kon was shocked, appalled "Whoa Whoa, they left you? All alone? Have you seriously been all alone?" he grunted angered at himself "fuck me. I am so sorry Y/N. I should have been there"

"no, Kon. It's OK" she assured saddening

He sweetly touches her shoulders "no it isn't.. It really isn't. I'm so sorry that I wasn't there"

"drifted as we, may.. I still trust you" she gently smiled

"I'm glad you still do.. Where have you been staying?" he then asked

"at the house.. If if it's too cold Mount Justice.."

"you need somewhere safe to stay.. Not Mount Justice. A real home"

"I know.. But I don't want to leave my friends or you.. And foster care seems utterly ridiculous when no one will want me"

"Y/N you are wanted, don't say that. Just because two people who were supposed to love you abandoned you. Does not mean you're unloved, ok?"

She gently nodded her eyes shaking "thank you"

She hugs him tightly. Kon gently wrapped his arms around her. He had to fix this.

The Kent's helped her move her bags into the car. Kon gave her the biggest hug he could without causing her any harm.

"I'm gonna miss you at school" he mumbled

"I will miss you too.. But I'll see you on missions.. And more if you want to visit me"

"well of course I want to and you are more than welcome to come see me to" Kon exclaimed

She sits in the passenger seat as Bruce Wayne made his to Wayne Manor.. Her new home.

During her time... Alfred was kind to her and helped her in many ways. Dick was no were near whelmed with having a big sister. He was truly the most excited and most welcoming.

Batman was different. Rather than ignore her completely he didn't. He listened to her, he helped her and he seemed to care. She still was worried even with the adoption papers signed by his signature... Things would fall apart.

She had been staying in the Manor for nearly over a year. She was inside the Bat-cave her heart beating up and down hard enough she could go into a anxiety attack if she wasn't careful.

"he'll be fine. He's done this before.. Although Maybe not quite this long" Dick said seeing his sisters obvious distraught.

She remained silent unable to calm down. She had finally seemed to be getting close to her father.. Now.. Could he be hurt? Could he have left them? Just as her lips tremble. She tightly crossed her arms and closed her eyes.

Batman had been unresponsive for almost a hour. Alfred gave orders for H/N and Robin to stay until he became responsive.

The Bat-mobile drives into the Manor skidding across the platform. The door opens and he leaps out landing not so perfectly. All while placing pressure on the bleeding wound on his hip.

"although that usually doesn't happen" Dick nervously said.

To be abandoned was one thing. To be loved by another parent and to.. Almost lose them. She never experienced such heavy emotions. Alfred tends to his wounds. Bruce could see his daughter, was furious.

"Y/N--" she instantly lost her control

"do you not have the decency to tell us you were injured?!!? Do you care so little of how worried we were?! How could you--" she stammered as past fears became present in her eyes.

She steps away from them to leave in her heartbreak. Grayson wanted to hug her, but knew she needed space.

"Y/N!" Bruce shouted to her wanting to resolve what happened

Though she kept walking. As she made it to her room. Y/N leans against her the door she slammed. Her knees give out as she falls to sit against the door.

She was festering in her anxious thoughts. Still sitting there as she cried. He must be disappointed in her she believed.

She sees a, floating figure outside her window. She didn't bother moving too overcome with emotion. Her boyfriend opens her window flying inside. He sits beside her. He draped her legs over his own and held her in his arms. He gently moves her beautiful face on his chest.

"I yelled at him Kon. Like really yelled at him for only being gone for almost a hour... He could have died and I yelled at him. He is going to hate me. I m-messed up"

Kon gently shakes his head and began placing kisses all around her "Baby no no no. That's not true. Please don't say or even dare think that, Honey. You were scared and that's ok, that's normal. He loves you. You're his daughter"

"I just.. I don't want to lose him to" she began to sob.

"you won't" he promised kissing her.

Kon held her until her eyes grew weak and her exhaustion finally took in. He gently laid her down on her bed. He lays her blanket on her and kisses her goodbye.

After a few too many convincing words from her family and her boyfriend. She stood in front of the door to Bruce's room. She had a glass of water, to excuse the reason why she was here.

She clears her throat and shakes her emotions away. She moves her hand to knock instantly remembering coming to a, empty house.. Abandoned... She knocks.

"come in Y/N" Bruce said

She sighed, of course he knew it was her. She opens the door to see Bruce laying in his bed. He had his chest bandaged and a, bandaid on his face.

"I.. I uh brought you some water"

"thank you" he gently smiled

She placed it on his nightstand. He could tell his poor daughter, was completely nervous.

"I suppose I owe you a apology for my outburst. It won't happen again" she promised ashamed "if you... If.." she couldn't force her worst fear out

"Y/N I did not intend to worry you. You are going to become angered with me time and time again. However I will never abandon you Y/N" Bruce promised his daughter.

"it's not just that, I don't want you to die" she cried

"don't worry. I or someone will alert back up before that happens" he promised her

"Superman?.."

"my heart have better stopped beating.." he demands

She laughs knowing he was serious "I may have to sacrifice your dignity"

He takes her his daughter's hand "if that is what it takes"

Requested taglist@too-strong-to-losee @asrainterstellar

#Bruce Wayne is a good parent #Kon-El Kent X Reader #conner kent x batsis! reader #Kon-El Kent(90s Superboy)#Jordan Kent #Jonathan Kent #Conner Kent(Young Justice)#Lois Lane #Clark Kent #Clois #Abandoned #Abandonment #Adoption #Abandonment issues #fear of abandonment #Crying #Anxiety

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