The Bat and The Bird.

No not those two.

I'm kinda a huge fan of Batwoman and Bluebird is entirely my favourite bat-kid. So they're gonna fuck god damn it.

When Batwoman arrives at a mugging Bluebird has just broken up, she sees that the girl is nowhere near ready to be on the streets of Gotham as a vigilante. She resolves to train Bluebird, but winds up bending her over on a rooftop and fucking her stupid.

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The streets of Gotham glowed dully beneath Kate as she swung between the buildings, echoing with the usual hum of people hurrying to and fro, wondering which costume freak would make the city their playground that night.

Her boots hit the side of an old smokestack and she sighed, locking her grapple and tapping her cowl to bring up a detailed map of the streets. It was thankfully quiet, no plant-monsters or joker gas bombs or legion of penguins marching in the streets, just the good old-fashioned thugs of Gotham City. Below, she could see a good three blocks in any direction thanks to the tech oracle had installed into her mask. There was absolutely nothing happening.

She pursed her lips and sighed again. “Oracle, you got anything for me on your end?”

“Nothing to speak of Batwoman, seems like all your efforts are paying off.” Oracle laughed into her ear. “Do a few more loops of the Narrows, it’ll be dawn soon enough.”

“Sure, should be fun.” Kate sighed.

She shut off the channel and detached the grapple, falling like a stone from the tower before extending her cape and gliding neatly onto the roof of a run-down apartment block. She wasn’t proud to admit it, but she wished the Knights were a little less effective. Back in the day she’d taken a thrill in beating the scum of Gotham into a pulp on a nightly basis, but nowadays things were so much calmer, her patrols were little more than a workout. She needed a crime wave… or to get laid, either-or really.

A scream rang out.

Finally.

Kate cut her line mid-swing, twisting in the air and shooting out the grapple in the direction of the commotion, zipping through the night air with a grin on her lips. Her boots hammered on walls as she ran to keep the momentum of her swings, matching the excited beating of her heart as she finally shot up into the air and swan-dived down into the alley where the scream had come from.

She landed, and swore, seeing a trio of thugs lying on the floor. It seemed she’d missed all the action. “Oracle, I’ve got three unconscious thugs on my location, call GCPD for a pick-up.”

“Bluebird already called it in.”

“Blue…” Kate frowned before scowling and looking up where a girl was sitting on a fire escape. “Harper.”

“Hey, watch the secret-identity.” Bluebird growled, leaning on the railing.

“You did this?”

“Sure did, and in record time.” Bluebird grinned proudly, tapping the butt of her rifle against the metal bar she was leaning on. Batwoman raised a brow and looked at the men, shaking her head.

“Sloppy work.”

“Excuse me?”

“Three thugs, here, here and here.” Batwoman sighed, pointing about the alley where the men were sprawled unconscious. “Two shots brought him down, three shots hit this one but only one was an incapacitating blow. I count four rounds on the floor by that one and from the looks of it you brought him down with a kick. You’re sloppy.”

“Took them down, didn’t I?” Harper snapped.

“Every second of a fight is an opportunity, for you and your opponent. You take down someone hard and fast the threat to you is minimal. You play with them, or you screw up, you make it more and more likely you’ll get yourself hurt, or killed.”

“If I wanted a lecture I’d go to the big guy.” Harper spat, flipping herself up over the fire-escape and disappearing over the top. Kate growled and followed, shooting up into the air thanks to her grapple and landing in front of the kid.

“If you want to be part of the big leagues you’ve got to be better.” She said, watching as Bluebird balled her fists and subtly shifted into a fighting stance.

“I’m doing just… fine!” Harper shouted, swinging a fist at Kate’s head. She easily batted it aside and kicked the girl back, sending her sprawling onto the floor. She was on top of her in an instant, pulling her arm back behind her spine and keeping her pinned.

Harper moaned.

Kate blinked in disbelief, pale cheeks flushing as Harper’s ass pushed back against her hips as she lay on top of her. “Did… did you just moan?”

“N… no.”

“You’re enjoying this?”

“Fuck off.”

Kate pulled back a little, kneeling but keeping Harper’s arm tightly locked behind her spine, twisting her a little and drawing another cute mew of submission from the girl’s mouth. Her eyes couldn’t help but wander as her mind raced, admiring Harper’s young, svelte frame, the curve of her body, and the delicious peach of her butt. She spent a lot of time with women in spandex, wandering eyes couldn’t be helped, but Harper’s ass really was fucking delicious.

Slowly, her free hand moved and took Harper’s hip, thumb stroking at her soft, warm flesh through the skin-tight suit. “W… what are you doing?” Harper squeaked. Kate smiled at the embarrassment in the girl’s voice, and the quiet needy whimpers she made. Her hand moved, slipping from her hip around to paw at one of her cheeks. “G…get off me, pervert!”

“Shut up.” Kate snapped, slapping Harper’s rear sharply. The girl whimpered and trembled in her grasp, wiggling back against her submissively. “You need to be taught a lesson.”

“B… Batwoman… wait.” Harper whined, “I’m sorry… I’ll do better.”

“You will, because I’m going to train you.” Kate breathed into her ear, hand still pawing and kneading her doughy cheek. “When I’m done, you’ll be better than any of the robins. You’ll be my sidekick, and you’ll do as I say, am I clear?”

“F… fuck.” Harper whimpered.

“Am I clear?”

“Yes! Y… yes.”

“Good girl, now pull down your pants.”

Harper groaned as Kate released her, hands shaking as they reached beneath her and unbuckled her belt. Her cheeks burned as she pulled her pants down to her knees, biting her lip as Batwoman grabbed her underwear and tugged. “Hhhn… B… Batwoman.”

“Shush.” Kate hissed, yanking down Harper’s panties and spreading her cheeks with her thumbs. “Lesson one, don’t speak when your mentor is teaching.”

“Aah!” Harper squeaked as Kate’s lips brushed against her skin, kissing her asscheek before pushing a hand between Bluebird’s quivering thighs, pushing two fingers against the pulsing mess of her cunt.

Kate’s heart was throbbing with excitement as she pushed her fingers against Harper, feeling the heat and her wetness against her cool skin. It had been so long since she’d actually got laid, let alone been able to domme a partner so completely like she had craved. Harper’s whimper as her fingers pushed inside her was utterly delicious, making Kate’s gleeful grin grow all the wider.

“You’re sopping wet, Harper.” She growled, tangling the girl’s bright blue hair in her fist and pulling her head back, her fingers curling inside Bluebird’s pussy and making her sob with arousal. “Never been treated like this before?”

“Myaah.” Harper croaked, panting for breath as Kate’s fingers worked her with slow, deliberate movements, driving her wild with lust. “N… no.”

“If you do well, we can do this as often as you like.” Kate purred, lips brushing softly against her temple. “And more… I’ll tie you up, collar and leash you like a dog. I’ll take you in every way I know, make you beg me for release. But only if you’re good.”

“I’ll… be good… just don’t… stop.” Harper mumbled, eyes rolling back as Kate yanked her hair again, sending sharp pain flaring through her body even as Batwoman’s fingers pumped into her most sensitive places.

“Swear it.”

“I swear… I swear I’ll be good!” Harper sobbed, panting helplessly, hands unzipping the front of her suit and baring her chest. Kate laughed softly and kissed her cheek, watching as Harper fumbled with the clasp of her bra for a moment before popping it open and freeing the sweet little mounds of her breasts.

Kate released Harper’s hair and moved to her utility belt, pulling out one of her batarangs and snapping it open, pulling the cord that now ran between the two halves tight and tying Harper’s wrists together. She moved back, breaths coming hard and fast as she grinned down at the trembling girl before looking around the rooftop. It was quiet and barren, no other buildings as high as it around. She purred to herself and grabbed Harper by the hips, lifting her up to a sharp yelp of surprise.

“Wh... what are you doing?”

“Shut up.”

“B… but…”

Kate’s hand slapped down on Harper’s rump, the resulting smack was just as satisfying as Harper’s squeak of surprise. She carefully set the bound girl down at the very edge of the building, draping her onto the ledge so that she rested on her chest, knees in the gravel, her ass stuck up and head looking down at the street far below. Harper whimpered, wiggling slightly and earning another smack to her reddening cheeks.

“Try and keep quiet, it would be embarrassing if anyone saw you like this.” Kate growled evilly, her hands stroking over Harper’s rump before spreading her wide and admiring the mess she’d made of her pussy.

Harper clearly took care of herself, the neatly trimmed patch of bright purple hair crowning her pussy spoke to that, Kate licked her lips, anticipating a taste she had been missing for months.

Harper mewed breathlessly as Kate’s lips pushed against her sex, biting her tongue as she stared down at the streets, her cheeks burning with terror and lust. Her fingers flexed uselessly behind her back as Kate’s mouth gently kissed her, brushing against her sopping petals before leaving again, leaving her craving her touch all the more desperately. 

“Please… Batwoman…” she croaked before Kate’s mouth sealed over her sex, tongue diving deep inside her and making her howl with arousal. She bit her lip, stifling her scream as Kate wriggled her tongue deeper, lips smacking against her folds, fingers digging into the welcoming flesh of her ass.

She panted like she was in heat as Kate made out with her cunt, moaning and whining as quietly as she could as she stared out at Gotham. She wasn’t a virgin by any means, fuck, this wasn’t even the first lesbian experience she’d had, but the way Kate was fucking her was driving her insane. Kate’s hand smacked her again, making her bite her lip hard enough to draw blood.

Her eyes widened as Kate withdrew, flicking at her folds with a finger before her lips roamed upwards. Kate’s tongue pushed into her pucker, making Harper’s whole body shake. That was new. She was too surprised to scream, just gasping as Kate pushed deeper inside her. her fingers sunk deep into Harper’s folds at the same time.

“F… fuck.” Harper croaked, squeezing her eyes shut as Kate pushed harder against her, greedily devouring her. “B… Batwoman… don’t stop… don’t stop please!”

Kate purred behind her, her grip on Harper’s hips tightening as she set to work finishing the girl off. Harper was practically shaking beneath her as she grew closer and closer to her orgasm, gushing around her fingers, squeaking and mewling and moaning in just the most adorable way.

Harper’s whimpers drew out into a long high-pitched whine as she came, earning a laugh from Kate as she pulled back and wiped her mouth. “I really needed that.”

“C… can you please pull me back from the edge now?” Harper asked breathlessly. Kate smirked and untied the girl’s wrists, helping her up to her shaking feet and grinning as Harper trembled and blushed up at her. Kate smiled and squeezed her chin a little, tipping her head up and placing a tender kiss on her lips.

“Th… that was… amazing.”

Batwoman smiled and helped her make herself presentable again, gently stroking the girl’s quivering lower lip with a thumb before turning away. “Finish up your patrol, I’ll meet you at the cave tomorrow to start your training.”

“W… wait!” Harper called as Kate shot out her grapple, catching her hand and squeezing. “Y… you… You’re really going to train me?”

“That’s what I said.” Batwoman replied, raising a brow. “Why?”

“I’ve… no one’s ever gone out of their way to help me like this… and you’re not just doing this for sex, right?”

“Not only.” Kate laughed, stepping back from the ledge and pulling her close by the hips. “You’re a beautiful young woman, Harper, I don’t want you out here risking your life without the training to keep you safe, alright?”

Harper blushed happily, brushing some hair out of her face before taking off her mask. “I really like you.”

“And I you, sweetheart.” Kate sighed, kissing her again. “Now, back to patrolling.”

“Tomorrow night, you promise?” Harper asked, letting Kate’s hand go and snapping her mask back in place over her face.

“I promise.” Batwoman smiled, disappearing up into the night sky and soaring away. Harper stood watching the sky for a moment before grinning and darting away, heart pulsing in her chest and imagination full of Batwoman’s beautiful pale body pushing her down into a warm, soft bed.