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Batman and Robin 2
by Steve

NOTE: Please refer back to the first story for all the background on this
story. If you don’t, you may find yourself either lost, or disgusted with
my stupidity.

It has been two weeks since Tim and Barbara’s night together. Since then,
they have started dating. Batgirl has also been out with Batman and Robin a
lot lately. Barbara got used to Bruce knowing about her and Tim, and it
didn’t seem to bother her much anymore. She just accepts it.
"Where is my bra?" Barbara asked to a still half asleep Tim.
"I have no clue," Tim said, rolling over in bed and putting a pillow over
his head.
"I can’t leave without my bra and I have a class in half an hour," Barbara
yelled at him. She looked frantically through the room, throwing things a
side in the process.
"You don’t have to have a bra," Tim said, knowing she would insist that she
did.
"Yes I do," she said firmly.
"Whatever…"
"Here it is!" she shouted, from under the bed, "Good bye honey, see you
tonight," she said, kissing Tim on the cheek and racing out the door. She
had learned to navigate her way through Wayne Manor quite well in these
past few weeks.
"Tim, your breakfast is getting cold," Alfred said from the doorway.
"I’ll be down in a minute," Tim mumbled from under his pillow.
"Yes sir," Alfred spoke, walking back down to the kitchen. He turned on the
stove and reheated Tim’s bacon and eggs just Tim came down the stairs,
rubbing his eyes.
"Morning Alfred," Tim said groggily, falling lazily into his chair.
"Good Morning Tim, did you sleep well, or whatever it is you do in there,"
Alfred spoke wryly. It was a joke, but Alfred said it so seriously, that
one could never tell.
"Yes I did, thank you very much," Tim said, glaring at Alfred as he set his
plate down in front of him and left the room. Tim pulled the paper across
the table and began to read it as he hungrily devoured his meal. He saw an
article that caught his eye.
"World’s biggest ruby to be shipped into Gotham today," he spoke aloud to
make sure he was reading it right. He wondered why the papers printed such
valuable information, it only helped the criminals out. He hoped Bruce had
read the article as well. It said the ruby would arrive at the museum at
4:00 this afternoon. He looked at his watch. It was a little before noon.
Tim quickly finished his breakfast and headed for the batcave.
To Tim’s surprise, Bruce was already down in the cave, and not at work. He
was reading something on the computer.
"Are you worried about the ruby coming In today too," Tim asked as he
walked over to Bruce.
"Yeah, right now I’m trying to decide who would have the most gain from it,
so we can know who to be prepared for," Bruce said, staring with a
perplexed look at the screen.
"Who have you got so far?" Tim inquired.
"The Joker, Catwoman, The Penguin , Two-Face, anyone really," Bruce said,
slamming his hands down in frustration. He ran his hand agonizingly through
his hair.
"Well, let’s go check it out!" Tim yelled in his ‘Let’s go kick some ass!’
voice.
"That is probably our best option right now," Bruce concluded, standing
from his chair. He and Tim walked into the next room, dawning their
costumes for their little excursion.
~
"See anything over there?" Robin asked, obviously frustrated as he hung his
head low and dropped his binoculars to his side. He and Batman hung up high
in the rafters of the museum. From where they were, they were able to see
outside to the loading docks below.
"Nothing yet, but then again, the ruby has not arrived yet," Batman
replied.
"They’re late," Robin noted. According to his watch, it was already 4:15.
"Here they come," Batman said, motioning for Robin to follow him down to
the floor of the room.
"The ruby or the bad-guys?" Robin asked as they climbed to the floor.
"Both," Batman said, throwing open the door to the loading docks . Robin
followed quickly behind. As he rounded the corner, Robin saw something he
found highly ironic. The workers were cowering in the truck, as Catwoman
and the Joker fought over ownership of the ruby.
"I was here first clown," Catwoman growled as she swung her foot at the
smiling man.
"Too bad, kitty, It’s mine," the Joker said, dodging her leg and countering
with a wild swing of his tightly clenched fist.
"You’re out of your league clown," Catwoman said, connecting her fist with
the Joker’s jaw. He cringed to the ground, blood spurting from the wound
inside of his mouth which the punch had opened. She gave the Joker a swift,
hard kick to the face, knocking him unconscious instantly.
"Give it up Selina," Batman said, making his presence known to the feline.
"Shit, what are you doing here," Catwoman pouted.
"We’re here to stop you," Robin broke, sounding corny as usual. Catchy
dialogue wasn’t his strong point.
"Now you wouldn’t do something like that, now would you?" she asked sexily.
"Give up now, I don’t want to take you forcefully," Batman tried to reason.
"Well, I guess," she said, walking closer to Batman. Robin stood about five
feet behind him, his hand on a throwing star stuck in his belt, ready to
throw it as soon as Catwoman tried something funny.
"Slowly," Batman urged, Catwoman creeping towards him seductively. Batman
knew she had something planned, she would never give up this easily, and he
was ready for her. Luckily. As she came within a few feet of Batman,
Catwoman pulled her whip from behind her back and lashed him across the
chest, exposing the naked flesh of his chest. A few drops of blood even
dribbled out.
"You bitch," Robin screamed, launching his throwing star at her. Being as
nimble as she is, Catwoman jumped out of the way and even had time to laugh
at his futile attempts to harm her.
"You can’t stop me junior," Catwoman said, drawing her whip back, ready to
strike. Behind her, the Joker regained consciousness, seeking revenge. He
quickly drew his gun and fired. Being the maniac he is, he shot the gas
tank of the truck, blowing it to small pieces. Catwoman was thrown from her
feet, landing on top of Batman, who also was on the ground. The drivers
weren’t so lucky. They became crispy critters. As for the Joker, he ran
away laughing, just pleased that someone at least died for his troubles.
And the ruby, still in one piece, as it was stored safely in a solid steel
case.
"Are you OK?" Robin asked, running to his fallen mentor’s side.
"I’m fine, but Selina…" Batman looked down at the woman in his arms. She
had blood streaming down her forehead, coming from a cut on her scalp.
"What should we do with her?" Robin asked.
"Take her home, make sure she is OK," Batman concluded.
"Why don’t we just drop her off at a hospital?"
"The cops will get her then."
"And what is wrong with that?"
"She is just a lost soul, she is good, if given chance to be."
"You still have a thing for her, don’t you?" Robin laughed disgustedly.
"Let’s get out of here," Batman said, picking Selina up in his arms and
heading for the batmobile. They left behind the blazing inferno that five
minutes ago was a truck and two nice drivers with families. All of it gone.
~
"Where am I?" Selina said drearily. Her head throbbed terribly, blurring
her vision. She didn’t recognize her surroundings, so she assumed someone
had taken her captive. She prayed it wasn’t the Joker. Oh how she loathed
that man. She clutched her head and attempted to get up, but fell back down
to the bed quickly.
"Well…look who’s awake," Batman sighed as he walked to Selina’s bedside.
"Who is that?" Selina asked, reaching her hand out in his direction.
"It’s me," Batman said, wanting her to find out for herself.
Selina found the figure that stood in front of her with her hand. She ran
it across his stomach and stopped as she hit his utility belt. "It’s you,"
she said spitefully.
"You have a serious wound on your head. It would be to your benefit to stay
lying down," Batman suggested.
"Why do you care about me?" Selina asked.
"Because, Selina, I think you’re a good person still," Batman said, "You
just need a little push towards a new life."
"And you think you’re going to give me that push?" she said arrogantly.
"I’d like to try," Batman said.
"What is It with you Wayne? You think that you can change me? You think you
are some high and powerful man that can do what he wants? You’re wrong,"
Selina threw at him.
"Just hear me out," Bruce tried to clam her down.
"No, I don’t think you understand," Selina said, clenching her fist tight,
ready to strike. She stood up to lunge at Bruce, but her dizziness got the
better of and sent her flying to the floor.
"Careful now," Bruce said, picking her up from the floor and placing her
back on the bed. She felt sleepy now, so she closed her eyes. She felt
Bruce kiss her on the forehead just as she slipped into a peaceful slumber.
~
Selina dreamed of wonderful things during her little nap. She thought of
being rich, of having it all. And also in her dream, she saw herself with
Bruce Wayne as her lover. She had always thought he was cute, but so did
every other woman in Gotham City. She knew he was attracted to her, but she
just never thought anything of it, he was rich and famous, and Batman. She
was a wanted felon, middle class, and the Catwoman. They just never fit
together in her mind. But now after the concern Bruce had shown before she
fell asleep, Selina thought that maybe there was a chance for them. Then
conscious began to flood into her head, and soon she was opening her eyes.
She was no longer in the batcave, but in a Victorian style bedroom, one of
the many in Wayne Manor. There was a glass of water and some aspirin on the
table next to her. She downed the aspirin quickly, leaving the water
untouched.
"Well look who’s up," Tim said, walking in the room with a big grin on his
face.
"Screw off junior," Selina said bitterly. She was in no mood to deal with
him.
"That’s no way to talk to the people who were nice enough to save your life
and give you a place to stay," Tim smirked.
"What do you want?" Selina demanded.
"I was coming up to make sure you weren’t dead or anything, but you seem to
be doing fine."
"Yeah, I’m fine, now please leave me be."
"Fine, I’ll see you at dinner then," Tim said happily, loving to piss her
off.
"Whatever…" Selina said, throwing her head back into the pillow. She sighed
and nodded off once more.
Selina was woken by Bruce tapping her on the shoulder. He led her down to
the dining room, where Tim and Barbara sat at the table. Selina had a
little bit of trouble walking at first, but nothing too bad.
"Don’t we just look so happy tonight?" Tim mocked. Selina gave him the
stare of death, her eyes blazing though him like he was nothing.
"Leave her alone Tim," Bruce jumped in, not wanting Selina to jump up on
the table and behead his faithful sidekick.
"Yeah, play nice with the other little girls and boys," Barbara joked.
Selina gave her the next evil glare.
"You play nice too," Bruce said to Selina and Barbara.

~
Dinner went slow. No one really spoke too much. Bruce would try to make
conversation, but he would only receive quick answers that resulted in
nothing. Selina just stared around the table, sizing everyone up, more or
less. She came to the conclusion that Barbara and Tim were sleeping
together, just by the way they looked at each. She also concluded that
Bruce was genuinely concerned with how she felt, and that comforted Selina
strangely. She felt at peace for the first time a long time.
"Would you like me to help you back up to your room?" Bruce asked politely.
Selina set down her wine glass and nodded, a smile streaking across her
face. She placed her hand in Bruce’s and rose to her feet. She gripped onto
his shoulder tightly as they made their way through the house. She knew she
could walk fine, but she liked the attention, and that fact that Bruce was
willing to do this for her.
"Here you are," Bruce said, helping Selina into her bed.
"Thanks so much for all of this Bruce," she sighed as she situated herself
into her bed.
"I’m glad to see you’re finally beginning to appreciate all of this," Bruce
replied, pleased with Selina’s new attitude.
"I’d even like to repay in some way," Selina smiled slyly.
"Oh, and how is that? Not with stolen money I hope," Bruce joked, but
Selina didn’t laugh. She just continued her sly smile. Bruce’s experience
told him something was wrong, but before he could react, Selina lunged for
him, but instead of attacking him, she kissed him, deeply, passionately. At
first, Bruce was taken aback, but now he was into it, wrapping tongue
around Selina’s and stroking her long, black hair.
"Was that satisfactory?" Selina whispered into Bruce’s ear after pulling
her lips away.
"Definitely," Bruce nodded. Though Selina had stopped, Bruce wasn’t about
to. He had dreamed of this for so long and now he was so close. He couldn’t
just let it end. So he began kissing down Selina’s neck, licking and
sucking little moans out of her. Selina wanted this to continue, but she
wasn’t sure how Bruce was going to react, but now it seemed he was fine
with it.
Selina wasted no time, throwing her shirt to the floor. She wore no bra, so
Bruce had perfect access to her ample tits. Showing no hesitation, Bruce
began to suckle sweetly on one of Selina’s breasts. She put her hand under
it and lifted it closer to Bruce’s mouth, reveling in the pleasure that his
tongue was bringing her.
The minutes went by and Bruce kept his lips on Selina’s sensitive little
nubs. She moaned happily, and combed her fingers through Bruce’s hair. The
sheer joy of having someone to talk to was thrilling Selina, but now she
had someone who could talk to her and make love to her, so she was rather
pleased with the moment. That, and the fact that Bruce was licking so
wonderfully, that Selina could already feel herself getting a tad wet.
"Oh Bruce," she cried out, "Make love to me now!"
Bruce didn’t say a word, just pulled himself away from Selina and pulled
off his pants quickly. His cock fell from its restraints and stared
directly at Selina, who was now licking her lips, just waiting to get him
in her. She motioned him with her finger, wanting him closer to her. Bruce
obliged at stepped up to Selina as she splayed her legs wide for him,
pulling the rest of her clothes off as well. Bruce stared gloriously at the
thatch of blonde hair between Selina’s legs, knowing he would know what it
felt like all too soon.
"Oh god! Just put it in me now!" Selina cried at the sight of Bruce’s more
than average cock. It was standing up straight, just waiting for its
journey inside of her. Bruce stepped up to Selina and grabbed her thighs
with his hands as he positioned his prick in front of Selina’s drooling
hole. With one quick motion, Bruce was inside of her, which gave Selina a
great needing to scream out in ecstasy.
Bruce pushed and slammed himself into Selina, feeling her buck under his
ministrations. His legs began to tire from the pressure that was on them,
so he eased himself on top of Selina gently, making sure not to stop his
rhythm in the process. Selina needed this so badly. It had been so long.
It wasn’t long before Bruce felt himself coming close to his finale. Bruce
wanted it to last longer, but there was absolutely nothing he could do.
"Uggghhh!!!" Bruce muttered. Selina clenched her pelvic muscles tight
around Bruce’s spurting cock. She felt his warmth flood inside of her.
"Ohhh!!!" she screamed. She loved the feeling of a guy cumming inside her.
Bruce loved cumming. It all worked out for the better.
Bruce rolled off of his new found lover and flopped down on his back next
to her. Selina nuzzled her head into his shoulder and threw her arm over
his chest, smiling brightly the whole time. Bruce wrapped his arm around
her shoulder and leaned over to kiss her on the forehead.
"So are you really going to turn over a new leaf?" Bruce asked.
"For you, anything," Selina said, rubbing her hand slowly over Bruce’s soft
penis.

THE END

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