Batman cums again.

Batman came, firing inside her pussy like he’d nearly done with Jaina. Feeling his eruption, her smile deepened for a moment before she turned away to fully focus on her bouncing. She rode him ceaselessly throughout his orgasm, splishing and splashing his fluids about their genitals indiscriminately.

He recalled feeling his own tongue twitching against the roof of his mouth as his orgasm ended. It took him a few extra seconds to find the ability to even return to his panting, inhaling heavily after such twitching expelled some saliva down his jaw.

Slowing down, White Rabbit gently pulled herself back up to a kneeling position. She didn’t fully stop, still absently rocking to and fro upon his cock when she ran a gloved hand over her left thigh. He remembered thinking that she had to have intended for that to happen, as her posture didn’t sag with any hint of disappointment.

“Luckily for you,” she began moving her opposite hand up her own side, caressing her exposed skin en route to her ear, “I’ve got a wonderland cure just for you.”

White Rabbit’s hand cupped behind her ear, then snaked upward through the white wig. Batman saw her thumb dig in a little deeper as that hand approached the nearest bunny ear. It slipped underneath the counterfeit ear, lifting it just enough for her to pinch two fingers around something beneath it.

He remembered recognizing what she was reaching for before she even pulled out from her wig and held it up above for both of them to see. That hairsbreadth needle she’d displayed to him back across the street… it had been part of her first offer to him. Was it some kind of stimulant? Did she even know what it was?

“I forgot to bring my prescription with me,” she quipped, turning it in her fingers. The room was too dark for him to be able to see if the needle was labeled in any way. “But I’m pretty sure I can make this work.”

White Rabbit hunched over, drooping her head and arms level with his knees. Batman remained still, hopelessly transfixed by her ass and tail. In that moment, he remembered trying to hold onto his own self. He couldn’t act on anything, but if he could try to keep some thoughts, he might have been able to… to…