MtK update

“Oh, wow, your fingers!” Magpie croaked.

“Uh-uh! My tongue!” Harley said, licking her lips before her tongue was otherwise occupied. “I can’t taste all that hot cum with my fingers!”

Magpie lifted her left leg and turned sideways to allow Harley access. She winced with pleasure, feeling Harley’s soft tongue touch over her asshole, the touch soon becoming a hungry, lapping push inside her. Then, sucking warmth.

“Mmmmm!” Magpie groaned, feeling the tongue ram into her, then slurp its way out. “Suck my ass, clown! Fuck me! I have all the shinies!”

Harley stabbed her tongue in and out of Magpie’s anus with needy thrusts, savoring the heady flavor that hit her taste buds when they were covered in Bruce’s cum. Her hands were all over Magpie’s body, grabbing and clutching her thighs, her cunt, smearing her fervent sweat all over naked flesh.

***

The air thrilled when the Batsignal was on. A palpable excitement, a roller-coaster blend of fear and anticipation, electrified the atmosphere from that single point of light.

Tonight, though, confusion reigned. The Batsignal wasn’t alone on the overcast sky. Green-glowing drones topped the symbol, making it the dot below a curving question mark.

Robin and Batgirl were first on the scene. Tim landed in front of police headquarters, saying to some cops frog-marching a perp inside to tell the others to leave the rooftop alone—if someone was calling out Batman, it was better GCPD wasn’t in the line of fire. Then he grapple-gunned up to the top of the building.

Cass was up there ahead of them. She hadn’t waited, which made Tim wonder why she had paused now.

Then he saw them Echo and Query. And they weren’t wearing any of the costumes the Ridder had given them. Just a matching set of negligee. They’d barred the rooftop access door too.

Tim glanced at Cass. She was staring at him expectantly, clearly asking how he wanted to handle this.

“I’m not going to go easy on them just because of… circumstances,” Tim said defensively. “But I don’t think the situation calls for throwing the book at them.”

“Uh… huh,” Cass said at length.

Tim frowned. He leapt onto an HVAC unit that added dramatically to his height, letting his cape unfurl, so that the sight that greeted Echo and Query was him towering over them, yellow cape seeming to burn with dark flames as it twisted inward and outward with the wind to show its black exterior.

“You might want to call off your little tech demo before you cause a panic.”

“Of the Riddler?” Echo asked with a laugh.

Query powered the drones down with the push of a remote. Tim didn’t look away from the two villainesses, but he heard Cass let out a satisfied hum and knew that must mean the question mark in the sky was gone.

He lunged to the generator that powered the Batsignal and threw the switch to shut it down. “The Batsignal is not a beeper,” he told Echo and Query.

“We didn’t know how else to get your attention,” Echo said.

“Committing another crime seemed… counterintuitive,” Query added.

“What do you want?” Cass asked bluntly.

Tim rolled his eyes at her under his domino mask. He knew they shouldn’t reward this kind of behavior by actually giving the girls what they’d come for. But he supposed that if he were to toss a smoke bomb and vanish, they would just try again…

Echo: “We want to be wanted.”

Query: “Turn over a new leaf. No more crime for us. The Riddler’s gotten on our nerves and it’s just no fun on our own.”

Echo took a big step forward, towards Tim. “But you know what was fun?”

Query stepped in next to her. The two crowded in on Tim. “Fuck us,” she rasped. “Breed us. Make us your bitches or wives or however this thing works. We’ll live in whatever Batcave you want. Or if you could give us just a modest allowance…”

“We know Batman’s been through something like ten Batmobiles. He has money. So you must have money.”

Tim raised his hands. “Hold up. You’re telling me you want me to pay you not to commit crimes?”

“And for sex.”

“That’s a crime!”

“You have to… do anal,” Cass said.

“Geesh!” Tim swore at her, so shocked he almost used her name before catching himself. So shocked he didn’t even manage a real curse.

“It’s a… good deal,” Cass pointed out. “If they… take it… up the—”

“I get the picture,” Tim said. He turned back to Echo and Query. “You don’t have to take it… to do that. I know it must be pretty painful and demeaning—”

Echo and Query were cloistered with each other, furiously discussing something. Before Tim could even finish, they whirled on him.

“We’ll do it.”

“And you have to… give him… male heir.”

“Cass!” Tim shrieked.

“What?” Cass asked innocently. “It’s a… buyer’s market.”

“How is this even supposed to work?” Tim demanded, his head swiveling between Cass and Query and Echo. “It’s not like you can marry Robin the Boy Wonder. And I can’t reveal my identity to two gangster molls just because we’ve had some… dates.”

Query tapped on her chin. “How long did it take Batman and Catwoman?”

“You know they worked something out,” Echo piped up.

“You don’t… wanna know.” Cass looked the two women over. “His name’s—”

“Cass!”

“Tim Drake,” Cass continued unrepentantly. “Tell anyone… I’ll turn you into riddles.”

Echo and Query gulped and nodded.

“Shit, Cass, what the fuck!?”

“They mean it,” was all Cass would say.

“And you want it,” Echo put in, looking down Tim’s slender body to something very un-slender in his trunks.

“It’s not easy to find a guy who enjoys eating pussy,” Query purred.

“What makes you—” Tim looked from Query to Echo, who was advancing on him enough to make him back up. “—you think I enjoy…”

“Because you keep trying to get a look at my naughty cunt,” Echo whispered, lowering her hands to lift up her gown. “And you look hungry.”

Tim couldn’t believe his eyes as the beautiful redhead—at least, at the moment she was a redhead—drew the filmy material up every inch of her supple thighs. His prick felt like it was about to explode as he saw her softly curling thatch come into view. The negligee lifted higher and higher until he could see all of her snatch.

“Getting a good look?” Query cooed, happy to see how his eyes were bulging. She traded a look with Cass, thinking she detected a note of appreciation in the other vigilante’s demeanor.

Tim was too shocked to notice the interjection. He was enthralled by the juicy slickness of Echo’s exposed cunt. Droplets of shimmering lust glistened on the pink flesh, her lips twitching as if in invitation.

“Wanna play with it?” Echo whispered. “You know how good it feels…”

Tim nervously glanced over at Cass, half-sure she would censure him for allowing this, for even thinking of joining in. But she wasn’t paying attention to him. She was leaning against the HVAC unit, staring fixedly at Query.

A suggestive smile distorting her mask, she undid her belt and slowly lowered the bottom of her costume. Query bit her lip as she watched Cass blatantly expose herself. The proof of her humanity, her femininity, was even more affecting against the barren black leather that otherwise swathed her.

Stare fixed on Query, Cass slowly walked towards her, her hand down to sensuously run through her sparse pubic hair. When she was in front of Query, the criminal excitedly threw herself down at Cass’s feet and pulled their bodies together, rubbing her flushed cheek against Cass’s groin.

Meanwhile, Tim twisted his middle finger deep in Echo’s sex. She writhed, pressing her wet slot into his palm.

“Do you like my hot pussy?” she giggled.

Tim could only grunt.

“How about fucking it, Boy Wonder?”

Looking worriedly over at Cass to see if she’d overheard, Tim’s eyes bulged to discover she had Query kneeling before her, passionately licking her cunt.

“Looks like they’re busy,” Echo panted as Tim kept staring at Query’s flashing tongue. “Guess you’re stuck with me.”

“Shit… okay,” Tim grinned, now giving the beautiful redhead his complete attention.

“Lose the costume. Keep the mask,” Echo whispered, taking off her own negligee.

Tim stripped, never taking his eyes off of Echo’s lush nudity. The soft, creamy fullness of her lithe body send blood furiously through his throbbing length.

“Sit down,” Echo said when there was nothing left on him but his mask.

Tim seated himself on a length of air duct, barely caring how the cold metal stung his bare ass. Echo stood in front of him, smiling down at him and his stiff young cock. Sitting down on his knee, she lovingly wrapped her fingers around the throbbing endowment that thrust up from between Tim’s legs.