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bones-ivy-breath · 2 months
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Birth Certificate by Diana Anphimiadi (tr. Natalia Bukia-Peters, Brown Girls Write)
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tastycitrus · 8 months
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there's an alternate timeline where the new 52 reboot kept all three batgirls but retconned all the robins except for dick, who went back to being robin with nightwing banned from being mentioned at all
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elizabethemerald · 7 months
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Girl's Knight
It was supposed to be girl’s night. Tim was on Comms so Barbara could be here, and the rest of the Bats had all but forced them to take the night off, each of them promising that they would handle the crime of the city so the girls could relax for one night. The plan had been a movie at the theater, dining out in their fanciest dresses that were usually only used for stuffy galas, then returning to the clocktower for drinks and makeovers. Not to mention looking through Babara’s cache of black mail videos of all the fails of the boys. 
Of course, they still lived in Gotham. When did anything go to plan in Gotham? 
The theater had been attacked by Dr. Freeze. He basically turned the whole building into a snowglobe. Since no one was inside it, Batman was just going to leave the building to thaw normally. So they should be able to enjoy movies there again sometime in April. The fancy restaurant turned out to be a front for a mob family and while they knew that, Jim Gordon had jumped the gun on cracking down and shut the place down. Babs was going to give her dad an annoyed call tomorrow about that one. 
So now the trio of Barbara, Cassandra and Stephanie were at Batburger in their gala finest. The night could still be saved if they could just get back to the clock tower. Then Condiment King strutted into the Batburger. All three of them sighed and Cass and Steph started silently arguing back and forth on who would slip out to deal with him. No matter who stayed and who left, there were even odds of all of them getting covered in something foul smelling. 
However all three of them were surprised when a pair at another table were the ones to rise. 
Cassandra had of course clocked them when she entered, that part of her brain that she could never shut off had cataloged every person in the restaurant before she was even fully past the door. 
The woman was tall, taller than any of her brothers. Even taller than Bruce. She might even be as tall as Wonder Woman. She had long flaming red locks that cascaded down her back, restrained only by a teal headband. She had sat facing the entrance and had clearly clocked the Batgirl trio as fighters as well. She was well muscled and moved with the practiced grace of a trained martial artist. When Condiment King had appeared she had seemed more annoyed than scared or truly bothered by him. 
Her companion was skinny and small in the same way that street kids usually were, the same way Jason had been and even Cass herself. Like no matter how much food he ate it would never be enough to make up for not getting enough as a kid. Even though he had his back to the entrance he had still been aware of every person as they came and went, cocking his head and tracking them by sound alone. He looked to be the same age Cass was. Cass could tell they were siblings, though they looked just about as different as possible. 
The two of them had conversed in rapid sign language, the woman speaking and signing, while he listened and signed back. It made Cassandra’s heart leap, seeing someone else just like her. She had just happened to sit so she could read some of his signs while showing that she used ASL as well. Though he apparently didn’t like his food very much because he kept saying something about “nasty burgers.” 
Right before Condiment King had walked in, the guy had sat up and shivered before looking around warily. His sister had sighed and carefully wiped her fingers on her napkin, unhurried by whatever had spooked him. Then one of Gotham’s least effective, yet most annoying, rogues walked in and declared he was robbing the place. 
The guy stood up and pulled what looked to Cass to be a highly scientific soup thermos and snuck up behind Condiment King as he was threatening the tired, underpaid and overworked cashiers. Cass couldn’t help but notice how silent he walked, he glided over the ground like a dancer as if gravity was only the merest of suggestions. He thumbed a switch on the side of his thermos and a brilliant blue beam poured out, catching Condiment King’s attention. 
Condiment King turned and almost jumped out of his skin when he saw a random civilian holding a soup container threateningly. The rogue and the stranger both looked down at the thermos in confusion. He opened his mouth as if to speak but instead some horrible combination of sparking electricity, cracking ice and distant screams came out. Somehow Cass could almost hear words past the noise and she was amazed that she could understand him. 
“Huh. I would have sworn you were one of mine.” 
Condiment King scowled past his confusion and readied his mustard cannon. 
“Danny, now's not the time for quips.” His sister said as she pulled him out of the way of the yellow fountain. “I’m not letting you back in the apartment if you smell like mustard.” 
Then she pulled a baton from the back of her belt that extended into a bo staff. Two quick strikes had Condiment King disarmed and on the ground, a third and he was dazed enough to not be a threat. 
“Well done, Jazz!” Danny had set his thermos down on the countertop so he could excitedly sign to his sister, then he looked around in confusion. “But then what triggered my ghost sense?” 
No sooner had he finished his signs, than a translucent being phased through the wall, a box in his hands. He looked to be dressed as a regular warehouse worker, though he glowed, floated and apparently could ignore solid walls. He immediately began flinging frozen hamburger patties from his box around. 
“I’m the Box Ghost! Ghostly master of all things rectangular and corrugated! Beware!” 
“Ah, there you are Boxy.” Danny said in his strange and crackling voice. Cass could see that Stephanie and Barbara couldn’t understand what he was saying as they both clamped their hands over their ears at the cacophony. 
Cass watched Danny with this Box Ghost. Clearly the two knew each other, she could practically see the rapport Danny had. She couldn’t keep herself from admiring Danny’s form. He flowed like water around the frozen patties. Even when her brothers were at their most agile and graceful, there was an element of elegance that was missing from their movements. Yet with Danny he skated around the projectiles. 
He was also aware of every person in the restaurant. One of the frozen burgers would have easily missed Danny, but hit one of the others, except he caught it and spun it right back at Box Ghost. That level of awareness was difficult for even seasoned heroes, and showed how often Danny had faced overwhelming odds, he knew exactly what would happen if he failed to be aware of someone in the line of fire. 
She appreciated how in control he was of his strength. She could see it in the bunching and tightening of his muscles that he wasn’t using anywhere near his full strength in this fight. It was a level of restraint she knew far too personally. It was the restraint of someone who had hurt others before and would never do so again. 
“Alright Boxy, you’re making a mess. Time to be done” Danny said, grabbing the thermos once more and again flipping the switch. This time when the beam of light caught the ghost it began to pull them in like a vortex. 
“Darn your cylindrical containment device!” The voice of the Box Ghost diminished until it completely disappeared along with the ghost and the beam of light. Danny spun the thermos in his hand for a moment before he clipped it onto his belt with a flourish. 
Cass glanced at the other Batgirls and, unsurprisingly, saw Steph almost salivating over the amazonian woman. Steph liked her women strong, tall and hyper competent. Meetings with the rest of the Justice League usually left her vibrating with barely controlled desire. She had almost needed a vacation the first time she met Big Barda. Steph was already half way up out of her seat to introduce herself. 
Barbara seemed similarly impressed, though as she was currently dating Dinah Lance, her interest was different. She had her phone out and was typing rapidly, no doubt hacking the security system of the Batburger to remove any evidence of their actions, as clear a sign of her approval as anything. 
With a smile Cass also stood and followed Steph. The two Batgirls would absolutely introduce themselves to these two, and hopefully that introduction would eventually lead to a date, or maybe more.
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murdrdocs · 10 months
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I just thought this was funny because Hobie's british
He's just dying in the heat and his S/O (who deals with it a lot better) is just walking around in a light jacket
this is sooo silly tehe
there's a near record breaking heat permeating london today. you were quickly made aware of the fact as soon as you woke up, radio already turned on to a low volume, another motown hit disrupted by the man who'd excitedly announced the weather.
the thing you notice next is the loud whirring of the fan coming from somewhere in the apartment. you rub your eyes, let your senses come to for a second, and you realize that there's multiple fans going off around the flat, even though you know you and hobie only owned one floor fan when you went to bed last night.
as your eyes clear up, you notice a new box fan just a few feet away from you, leaning against the wall and aimed directly towards where you and hobie sleep.
you look over, noticing the emptiness of the bed, and then you pick up on the shower running. walking into the bathroom, you're expecting to feel heat waves penetrate your skin from the area, but you don't. in fact, there's no steam on the glass, no layer of fog reaching the ceiling.
you're already prepared to bet that hobie's taking a cold shower, and when you open the door and feel nothing warm, your suspicions are confirmed.
"running hot?" you ask him, smirk unable to be wiped from your face. hobie looks over his shoulder, blinking through the droplets of water that runs down his face, and he scowls.
your smirk only grows tenfold.
"fuck off..." he's saying, but his hands are reaching out for you and suddenly you're pulled under freezing cold water, squeals and squeaks doing nothing to deter hobie's tormenting.
the two of you spend most of the day inside, but hobie decides it's too hot to use the stove or oven so suddenly you're walking down the street towards the bodega on the corner, a pep in your step and a drag in hobie's.
he's using some pamphlet he took from a guy attempting to convert you both to christianity on the street to fan himself, dark eyes turned towards you judgmentally.
"how're you wearing that?" he asks and it takes you a second.
your eyes turn down, beginning to scan your worn-down chucks, to your denim shorts, to the little tee shirt you wear. all the while, you're not paying much attention to your surroundings, leaving hobie to place his free hand on your waist and guide you out of the way of passerbys.
it's not until you reach your thin jacket that you notice what he's talking about, mouth contorting to an 'O' shape.
you shrug, looking back up, glancing at him with a shit-eating grin on your face.
"'s not that hot. there's a little breeze."
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taylorshope · 3 months
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"We need more complex female characters" Y'all couldn't even handle her
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fmhobeus · 4 months
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fleeting sappy thoughts
in every universe hobie brown is a guy who doesn't do commitment. he doesn't do titles, labels, rings, cuffing as a concept. he never has a family, so he never thought about having his own. plus, the dangers of the job, can't really tell when he'd get to be there for someone. the last thing he'd do is be deadbeat. so he says he doesn't believe in starting a family. but he knows you do and he knows you sacrifice that part of you to be with him.
from time to time he does see what you see. wedding bells, suits, champagne, guests, you in a white dress followed by the obvious pregnancy tests, happy tears, your body swollen up because of him and well... a child. he smiles at the thought occasionally but he knows better than to pursue it. until one day he gives it a serious thought.
he doesn't directly mention it, of course (it's hobie.) its always innocuous.
one day he's putting on his clothes. the usual spiky belts and bracelets.
" if 'e eve' have a kid am i gon' have to put a rubba guard on my belt?" he chuckles. you laugh with him but soon realize. waittttt he never does this... never brings up kids of his own. of your own. must be mayday's impact, you believe.
it escalates though, and you let him have his moment.
when he buys you things, he often asks "ya get a baby version o' dis?" or "bet this'd look so cute on a' lil' kid righ'?"
until it culminates in him admitting it to you after a long night together. your head is on his chest. you like it that way.
"babe"
you can feel his heartbeat accelerate. it's beating so fast its reverberating through your body due to your proximity to him.
"i love you"
"hmm i love you too" you say, but you know he's stalling.
"i look good inna suit innit?" he smirks down at you. you smile at him, he always looks good. "and you'd look bomb in 'ose long white gowns yeah?"
"somebody you know getting married, hobes? you dont be bringing up wedding attire outta no where..."
"i jus' been... ya know... considering it... n shi'. it's all cuz a' you. i been thinkin', you in white, band on tha' hand type... then eventually make you all swollen up cuza' me... i's hot as shit"
"sicko" you taunt.
"can' really help it, can i love?"
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cookiepie111 · 7 months
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König x brown bunny girl
König's been watching you all day there's something, wrong. You turn whenever he asks you a question. Slaming cupboard doors, stomping your feet around house . Clumsy too breaking thing, fingers caught in draws. His attempts to soothe you only make grumble and turn from him, digging your finger in his chest, stomping your feet in the ground.
look at you so cute like this pouting and complaining how hard today's been. He should have worn mask there's nowhere to hide without. The smile across his face does nothing to comfort you. It's always scary when he grins, so unnatural on him.
He soops you into his arms, smoothing over your bum, carrying you off to bed while you're still angry, huffing and puffing over his shoulder.
His cute bunny just needs a good fuck to calm down
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spidey-bie · 5 months
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Librarian Hobie anyone?
He works in the children's section
Librarian Hobie who holds summer reading programs every summer to motivate kids to read
Librarian Hobie who holds a book club every month to get kids more engaged with reading.
(If there's a movie adaptation he'll put it on for everyone to watch at the end of the month with free snacks and popcorn.)
Librarian Hobie who comes up with different events each month that the kids always love
Librarian Hobie who has the entire children's section memorized so he'll know where to look whenever a patron needs something
Librarian Hobie who currently speaks 4 different languages to help patrons out who don't speak English
Librarian Hobie who holds reading contests where kids get to vote on his next piercing with each book they read
Librarian Hobie who doesn't care what the board says about "county lines" if you want a library card you're getting a library card
Librarian Hobie who just ignores book fines whenever people turn books in late
Librarian Hobie who's trying to get the sly but pretty librarian with orange locs who works in the adult department to go get a drink with him
Librarian Hobie who makes sure they read The Princess Bride once every year for book club so he can invite the adult department librarian to watch the movie at the end of the month.
Honestly if your librarian isn't punk why are they even there? I promise it's literally part of the job. —Sincerely a librarian page
I need to write more of this later because I still have more thoughts.
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evelynsspace · 10 months
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Seeing adults try to explain that sexualizing miles is fine is so funny to me like—💀💀
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melaninadorned · 1 year
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Lounging | Melanin Adorned
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daydreamerwonderkid · 9 months
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I know the fanon answer to "Who in the Batfam is an unapologetic Hatsune Miku fan?" would be Dick.
But in my heart of hearts, I really want it to be Duke and/or Tim.
Even better if Steph was the one to jokingly introduce either of them to "World is Mine," and it had unforeseen and completely irreversible consequences on their psyche.
I want them to forcibly drag Dick to a Hatsune Miku concert (Cass and Steph got their own tickets) and for Dick to spend the next couple hours in complete and utter confusion while his younger siblings go fucking insane as they perfectly execute choreographed glow stick dances in sync with the holographic anime girl on stage.
At one point, he thinks she sings a song about vegetables?????
Bonus points if he tries to bring up the experience with Bruce, fully expecting him to share his confusion only for Bruce to turn around and tell Dick that Hatsune Miku is an extremely talented artist with an impressive body of work.
Dick--never once having ever entertained the thought that there was a single reality where Bruce fucking Wayne would 1) Actually know what anime is/what vocaloids are and, 2) Be genuinely knowledgeable enough about the most popular vocaloid to carry a conversation about them--has to take a moment and sit in absolute utter silence as he contemplates how he, out of everyone in their family, somehow managed to be the one completely out of touch.
Bruce has absolutely no fucking clue what Hatsune Miku actually is. He's just tired of his kids constantly making jokes about him being "out of the loop" and like hell is going to admit to being unaware again to the very child that startled it all in the first place.
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bones-ivy-breath · 2 months
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Birth Certificate by Diana Anphimiadi (tr. Natalia Bukia-Peters, Brown Girls Write)
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leoleolovesdc · 4 months
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OK HEAR ME OUT. HEAR. ME. OUT.
AU where Steph and Jason joined forces to beat the shit outta Tim on titans tower:
Steph was also dead (according to a retcom that I heavily dislike she was always alive, but still) and returned to comics roughly two years after Jason, so since comics timelines are disproportionate from IRL time we technically could mashup those two “back from the grave” events on around the same time and have a situation where Jason hears from Talia that after Tim Drake there was another Robin that died and he is intrigued. He does a little digging and finds out that Stephanie is in fact alive and hiding. In this AU Steph may either have actually died and been somehow ressurected, been in a coma for a while or just have had her death faked by Leslie without her consent, regardless, Jason finds Stephanie who is also mad to learn she was forgotten by the people she thought had brought her in and after hearing that her predecessor’s plans include ruining Black Mask’s empire, forcing Bruce to confront his code and beating the shit out of Tim she is all in.
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jasontoddssuper · 5 months
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White Jason Todd stans will always tell you that he has no well-written romances with girls in canon so i believed them and followed along with them saying he should be with Roy until i actually read his comics and found out literally all his female love interests have been woc
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eggplantwaffles · 6 months
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i think a big problem with modern batfam comics is that they have so many characters that kinda just overlap- here’s my ideas for how to give each of them their own “niche” to make them unique. Some of this is canon or alluded to is some way- but a lot is just what i think makes sense for each character.
Bruce Wayne
Bruce retires, it’s the only way to give all his kids / kid adjacents their own chance to shine. i’m sure he grumbles about it and watches from the bat cave obsessively, but i’m the end he’s learned to trust the batfam and lets them take care of things.
Dick Grayson
I actually really like where Dick is at in comics right now, i mean it’s not perfect- but I like the idea of Nightwing being a “better” version of Batman for Blüdhaven. He leads the Titans, which are now on par pedigree wise with the Justice League, and as Dick Grayson he is an active member of the community in Blüdhaven, trying to use all his resources to help people. So basically not much changes here.
Barbara Gordon
This one’s easy, just make her Oracle all the time- in the most bad dads way possible. Give me paralyzed Barbara Gordon who has eyes and ears all over the world and is the center of ALL super hero activity. She leads the Birds of Prey, she’s in the ears of all the bats, she’s IT for the Justice League- she does all of it.
Jason Todd
I liked Jason’s character best when he serves as an antagonist. Jason goes back to being a crime lord, and we bring back his ideals of trying to control the crime as opposed to trying to stop it. Jason has good intentions, but he lacks the idealism of the other bats who are constantly trying to save the city without compromising any morals. I think that Jason often butts heads with Tim and Cass (mostly Cass due to her very strict no killing rule) but is mostly left alone by Steph and Damian, who are more willing to accept his methods even if they don’t love them.
Tim Drake
Tim should travel the world “conspiracy hunting,” kind of like how he took down the League of Assassins, except he probably chills out on the blowing up bases all around the world that might (definitely) have people inside. Tim is supposed to be the best detective of the Robins, so lean into that- I want globe trotting - mentally unwell - detective stories where Tim fights big secret organizations or takes down corrupt governments. He is also still apart of Young Justice, though they are all a bit older and are a less official group, the core four are still close and work together- they help keep Tim grounded and remember that he doesn’t have to do everything alone.
Stephanie Brown
I think Stephanie kind of separates herself from the batfamily after her time as Batgirl. I don’t mean that she give up fighting crime, or even gives up wearing the bat symbol, I just mean that she becomes a mostly solo act. Steph becomes Gothams main hero, she does normal vigilante stuff, patrolling the streets, saving the city, detective work, the typical bat stuff. But she’s far more connected to the people of Gotham than Batman ever was, stopping and talking to kids, handing out blankets to the homeless, doing cool flips and batarang trick shots for civilians passing by. Eventually she is the hero most Gothamites associate with their city, and she represents the good parts of Gotham- giving the people hope that they aren’t doomed to be consumed by the city, but that they will be stronger because of it. I also think that things are kinda awkward between her and the bats (except for Dick, Damian, and Barbara) and she tries to keep her distance a bit, considering she was kinda treated like shit as Spoiler and i think Steph deserves to be bitter about that, for a little bit at least.
Cass
Cass becomes Batman, but she operates globally. She’s not like early-Bruce batman who stayed in Gotham, she’s more similar to later batman. She’s in the league, she goes on funky missions to space or other dimensions sometimes, she fights the world ending threats that someone with no powers really should have no business fighting. She also works frequently with Tim and they do some fun little espionage stuff. And while she does return to Gotham, she’s mostly content to leave the city to Steph now- except for all the times she gets into fights with Jason, it bothers her that Steph rarely messes with his operation.
Damian
I really love the idea of Damian getting more into the magical part of DC, I think he should absolutely end up with a Justice League Dark team and learn to do cool magic shit. He goes on a training montage quest like Bruce did, except he’s learning all about magic and demons and cool stuff like that. He has cool magic swords and is sort of the connection between the more grounded part of the universe and the magic parts. He also does a fair bit of globe trotting, looking for ancient mystical artifacts or magical worlds and stuff like that.
Duke Thomas
Duke also mostly stays in Gotham, he’s kinda doing his own thing as The Signal- he still operates during the daytime meaning he doesn’t cross paths with Steph or Jason too often on patrol. There’s not much to change here because Duke is already unique in that he 1- operates during the day and 2- is the only meta-bat, so I don’t need to make a niche for him, DC just needs to use him more.
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- Duke is starting college and takes night classes at Gotham U, Steph is also still in college and is graduating soon
- Tim is either Red Robin, or operating under a new name (I think the Vulture or Condor would be kinda cool but idk)
- The Batfam does not get along like a real family, they are dramatic bitches who fight all the time and have cannot all be in the same room
- Damian and Steph are super close, she was the first person to insist on treating him like a child, which he hated but now that he’s older is grateful for (but he’ll never admit it)
- Damian also sees Dick as his father figure, Bruce is just kinda also there
- Bruce, Alfred, Damian, and Cass all live at the manor- but Damian and Cass are rarely there as they travel a lot and got shit to do
- Barbara lives in the clock tower, she technically lives alone but usually one of Cass, Dick, Dinah, or Helena will be crashing there
- Steph lives alone in the same house she grew up in, her Mom has moved to California or something for a fresh start as she is finally sober, but at this point Steph doesn’t need her. It’s very sad as Steph never truly had a mother, but she’s happy that Crystal is getting another chance away from Gotham.
- Duke swears he’s seen Jason at night classes at Gotham U, but Jason won’t admit it
- The only ones Jason talks to semi-frequently are Dick and Tim, the relationships are super rocky though. Dick sees Jason as his brother first, and since he’s in Blüdhaven he tries not to concern himself with Jason’s business. Tim and Jason do fight a bit but Tim is more lenient than Cass so he can tolerate Jason’s shit if he feels like it’s for the best.
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sanjisblackasswife · 2 years
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(NSFW/FLUFF) Let’s Talk About: Taking a Bath With Nico
(Black Fem! Reader)
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I believe taking a bath would him would actually be one of the best times to bond.
It’s not always sexual when you two are in a bath either it’s always just vibes….
Most of the time.
Half of the time.
Sometimes.
Nico always places you on his lap or muscular thigh when bathing. He wants to face you to talk to you, plus he loved the closeness of your naked breast against his chest.
“You know I can’t properly bathe like this right?” Nico gives you a crooked smirk you loved oh so much and shrugged before leaning back on the cool tub rim to exhale. You sighed reaching for the towel and soap to wash your boyfriend’s chest. Your careful scrubs on his sore body felt so good, but what felt even better was your cunt teasingly rubbing against his soft cock placed on his lower abdomen.
He didn’t know if you were able to feel it or not, but Nico gritted his teeth each time you reached above him just for your wet slick to glide under his shaft.
“What?” You meet the eyes of your boyfriend and he tilts his head at you as if he is insinuating something. You shrug confused until he hums pointing his finger downwards. You honestly didn’t realize his hard cock resting in between you both. “Nico you perv why can’t we just bathe together like a normal couple!”
He scoffed at your assumption and signed, “Woman, you kept rubbing up against my dick with your pussy what the hell else is it supposed to do?!”
Oooh..You were wondering why it felt a little too good reaching up and down to grab the different soaps.
“Oh…” you giggled, Nico grabbed your cheeks with one hand and pulled you close to his face, he turned your head to his opposite hand and signed, “Are you ganna fix it?”
Well…it wasn’t like you would pass up a time to sit on Nico’s cock. So you give him a small kiss and adjust your body to now slide on him making you both moan in the process. You began to pepper his face with kissed and as much as he loved your affection he also needed friction so in one motion his hands were holding your ass as he began to thrust upwards.
“Nicooo…” you moaned in his mouth. The pace was steady as you also began grinding on him as well. The closeness of the position he was in made him groan in your mouth, this is exactly why he loved having sex with you in the small tub; the closeness.
You felt every thick inch of his cock dragging in and out of you, your hands were gripping his wide shoulders, head thrown back biting your lip to not make too much noise because you didn’t feel like hearing Worick tease you again for the pretty noises you tend to make.
You were a few inches taller than Nico so he used it to his advantage while you were on top and caught one of your subtly bouncing breast in his mouth, his mouth was so wet and hot compared to your cold damped skin you clenched around him due to shock.
At this point water was everywhere from the walls to the floor and neither of you cared. Not in this moment.
Nico’s grip on you tightened and his lips pulled at your nipple feeling himself ready to cum, you felt your orgasm approaching too and so you held him back closer, causing your boyfriend’s face to be smothered in between your breasts at he picked up the pace in his thrust.
As the orgasms washed over you both. He kept you still for a moment before pulling out of you & pushing you back exhaling.
“I almost suffocated between those things.” He signed to you , you grumbled at his constant cheekiness and splashed some water at him. you still didn’t feel clean, especially now see his seamen spill out of you and into the dirty water. He couldn’t care less though, so he grabbed you hand and walked you to the shower to not only finally wash your selves up , but to have another round before bed. Baths with Nico are just more of an excuse to get dirty.
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