SEL Chapter 13

Honestly, Stephanie doesn’t mind drunk, lovey Kate.

And she doesn’t mind being the little spoon on her side in the sheets. Kate might not have much technique in this state, but she feels amazing regardless. Stephanie loves the warm tickle of Kate’s lips on her shoulder and her hand caressing, or… well, groping her. It’s fine.

She moans contentedly, biting her lip as she strokes her cock in rhythm with Kate’s thrusts. It’s really good. Stephanie’s eyes close and her breathing mingles with Kate’s. Kate moves her kisses to Stephanie’s neck and she speeds up a little.

Stephanie barely catches herself. Instead of yelping something slutty, she grunts and jerks herself harder.

“Oh. Yes,” she moans, spraying a rope of cum into the sheets. Her legs flex and Kate hisses as Stephanie’s lower half briefly tightens up.

“Fuck. Yes. God. You’re so beautiful,” Kate mumbles into Stephanie’s hair.

Stephanie giggles, pulling a few more drops out of her cock. She is floating on a cloud, and having her pussy fucked after cumming with her cock only makes it better.

“Oh yeah,” she breathes, shivering as Kate’s clumsy hand squeezes her boob. “Oh!” Kate rolls her onto her belly and gets on top.

“Steph,” Kate pants.

“Oh my god,” Steph says, arching her back as Kate goes deeper. The angle’s different now. She doesn’t even feel the wet patch that she’s lying on, only Kate’s shaft inside her. “Mmm…” she moans into the sheets.

Kate pins one of her wrists and turns up the tempo. The gentle smacking of her hips and Stephanie’s bare bottom is not very loud, but Bruce’s penthouse is big and silent. Stephanie feels Kate’s fingers in her hair.

“Fuck!” Kate says in a pained voice.

“Oh!”

Kate’s full weight falls on Stephanie’s back, her toned body shuddering.

It’s hot. It’s a little cute, too. Stephanie has seen Kate in full, serious Batwoman mode. She’s always been a mess, but at least in costume, she used to have some gravitas. Seed has taken that away from her, but Stephanie understands. Seed is a hell of a ****.

“Hmm?” she mumbles, feeling lips on her neck again. Then on her shoulder. “Oh, you’re still going?”

Eyes closed, Stephanie tries not to laugh as Kate kisses her way down her back.

“Oh! OK, Kate. Kate,” she says. Kate is planting little kisses on her right buttock. Then she stops. Stephanie lifts her head and looks over her shoulder. Kate’s slumped over, snoring. Stephanie covers her mouth with her hand, shaking with mirth. She rolls over and basks for a moment, then glances at Kate. Kate is out.

Stephanie spreads her legs and moves her soft, sticky cock out of the way. She licks two fingers and places them on the hood of her clit, savoring every sensation in her body. It doesn’t even take a minute for her to finish herself off. That’s nice. Of course, now she’s hard again. Seed is… not all bad. It’s also not all good.

She sits up and looks down at her boner. Could Ivy make a **** like this for guys? Because Tim would not be ready to go for round two this fast. She’d be lucky to get round two out of him at all.

Her eyes fall on the gently snoring Kate. Her pale body looks incredibly beautiful in the light of the city coming through the huge windows. In fact, her body is so beautiful that it’s giving Stephanie ideas. Seed is doing her thinking for her. Stephanie shakes her head and climbs out of bed. She’s not going to jerk off staring at a sleeping woman, nor is she going to jerk off on a sleeping woman, even if that’s what her pervy Seed brain wants her to do.

Feeling silly with her bouncing erection, she slips out of the bedroom and goes to the farther away of the two spares that the Penthouse has. Even the smaller bedrooms in Bruce’s place are bigger than Stephanie’s first apartment.

There, she steps into the shower. She doesn’t want to sleep reeking of sex, and she knows better than to wake up beside Kate, who will remember none of this. Under the water, she grabs her hard-on and jerks it fast. She’s had enough fun; it’s time to rest. All the same, her imagination runs away. Memories of Riley. Babs. Kate.

She can still feel where Kate’s lips were on her butt. The thought is just funny to Steph, who grins even as she masturbates. She doesn’t have an ass like… like Selina. Or even Roxy. It’s an intrusive thought; it just pops in there: Roxy in those tight pants, and what happened. It’s sudden.

Stephanie’s knees knock together and her cock gushes. She sees double, staring at the tiles of the shower, then looks down to see the jizz swirling in the drain.

“I’m gonna bust you, Roxy,” she grumbles, annoyed.

SEL

Barbara can’t sleep.

Spending the night with Ivy is complicated. Ivy smells good and feels amazing, snuggled up with Barbara in this heavenly bed.

But Barbara can’t feel her legs, and there’s nothing like something as physical as this to remind her of it.

She’s worried about Stephanie, out there by herself.

She’s worried about her campaign, understandably.

And then there’s Aki. Aki’s just getting started. Barbara has tools at her disposal. Weapons. But she also has scruples. This campaign will be every bit as difficult as her worst night in costume. Nothing can change that.

Stephanie and Barbara each have an adversary.

Roxy’s POV?

Or Aki’s?