Chapter 13 by Zeebop

Does Nightwing fuck Lois Lane?

Nightwing Pushes Lois Off Of Him

"Sorry Miss Lane—no means no," Dick Grayson said.

He opened his arms and dropped his hips—the tip of his cock popping out her burning hot pussy as Lois Lane spun and staggered. With pants and panties down to her knees, she was off-balance, and fell on her ass...just a moment before the elevator touched down.

She shook her head as if to clear it as Nightwing re-secured his manhood in his trousers, frowning as pre-cum smeared his fingers. The erection was stiffer than he expected...and he noted with chagrin that the tip was pressed against his belt buckle, just peaking out above the waistband, still oozing a cloudy drop of fluid. He tucked his shit in over it, and Lois crawled onto her knees and tried to pull up her pants.

"I'm...I'm sorry. Great Caesar's ghost, I don't know what came over me. You just smelled so...good. And I'm so fucking horny. I'm not usually like this, but ever since I found that...that..." Lois stammered on.

"What did you find, Miss Lane?" Nightwing asked, all serious business once again. He couldn't pretend to be just the playboy's ward. Not right now.

"Call me Lois," Lois Lane's face was flushed as she stood up, pants back in place. One hand gripped her stomach...no, lower. Just below her navel. Dick frowned; he knew that was where her uterus and ovaries were. Was it just a psychosomatic reaction, or was something happening in the reporter's body?

She told him, as the doors opened and they stepped into the corridor, about the missing women...Rat...the shrine...and running away...

"But you didn't run far," he pointed out. "And you stopped to have a drink with me. Would you say that's uncharacteristic behavior?"

"Very," Lois said, sounding more confident, more like herself. She kept a little part from Dick now, face still flushed but more with what he judged to be embarrassment than arousal. "I just can't believe I threw myself at you like that. I've never done that with anything. I just...I needed you in me."

"But you don't feel like that anymore?" Dick asked, pulling a small flashlight out of his pocket to light the corridor as they approached the shrine.