He can't

Batman finds himself unable to leave the girl in his arms to what some part of him used to think she deserved as he carries her down to the Batmobile. He begins loading her in when he hears a rustling behind him. After depositing Harley in the passenger seat of the car Batman spins around and see, Robin.

The girl wonder was currently crouched upon a small dumpster, "Hey Batman," she said with the brightest smile in Gotham. "What are you doing," she asks nodding to Harley.

"Why are you here Robin," Batman asked changing the subject.

"I heard about the bank robbery and figured I'd give you a hand," Robin did a backflip off the dumpster and began moving toward Batman.

'I can't let her get close to me, I don't know the range on the pheromone's but Robin is not who I want to find out with,' Batman thought as he backed up slightly, 'Though she is 18, a young woman now, maybe. No, what the hell is wrong with me.'

Robin could see that something was going on with Batman, after twelve years as his protégée she had picked up on some of his tells. The slight squint, a tilting his head, really anything in his posture that didn't say I'm a big, strong, scary Batman meant something was wrong. "Batman what's up? Are you alright?" Robin continued to move closer.

Batman could feel the pressure return and he suddenly became aware of how Robin's costume showed off her body, her shorts that she outgrew a few years ago, her skintight top pressing up against her womanly assets, and her long blonde hair flowing in Gotham's wind. He also took note of the sway in her step that up until now he had never even considered. 'Oh, this is bad.' Batman thought.

"I'm fine Robin," Batman half-yelled in the tone he used to berate her poor performance, "I need you to go into the funhouse and take care of the girl inside."

"But," Robin started.

"No, now," Batman said away from the girl and climbing into the Batmobile. Of course this meant that he didn't notice her step forward again and breathe deeply.

-With Robin-

'What the hell is the matter with him,' Robin thought as the Batmobile took off, 'and where is he taking Harley?'

Robin entered the funhouse as she felt her face flush with embarrassment, 'I was just trying to help him, that's all I've ever wanted to do, help him.' Robin was surprised at how quickly her thoughts turned sexual, but not overly surprised that they had. Robin had been nursing a crush on The Batman for most of her life, but normally she could keep those thoughts away from patrol. 'Maybe, it's how commanding he was?' Robin thought trying to shake it off.

Robin continued to move through the funhouse until she heard someone moaning softly, creeping forward Robin was immediately embarrassed at what she saw. A woman not much older than herself was rubbing her pussy while looking at her phone, creeping closer Robin could see that she was staring at one of the rare photo's of Batman in less than his full costume. Robin recognized the picture, it was taken after Batman had a fight with Catwoman where his top was clawed off. Robin recognized the picture because she frequented the site the girl infront of her was on, RealBatmanHotPics.com. Most of the photos were doctored of course but most people couldn't tell the difference, Robin could though and now it seemed that this girl could too. The picture she was using wasn't the most clear shot, it was dark, you could only see about half of Batman, and it was obscured by some bushes, so you would only really use it if you needed the real thing and it seemed like this girl really needed the real thing.

The girl was sitting in a chair and moaning constantly, but Robin didn't think she was able to get off. No matter how hard she rubbed it seemed like she just couldn't push herself over the edge. Robin took a deep breath and moved forward, she actually had some experience dealing with what was dubbed, Batman Attraction Syndrome, were woman would become infatuated with The Dark Knight after he saved them, but this would be her first that was in the middle of, pleasuring herself.

"Ma'am," Robin said placing a hand on the woman's shoulder. She got not response.

"Ma'am," Robin said squeezing lightly on her shoulder, again she got no response so she spun the girl around. Robin could see tears in the girls eye's, not from embarrassment, but from being pushed to the edge constantly without relief.

"Please, I need him," the girl begged, "I need Batman, could you please go get him."

"Batman's gone," Robin said, "I'm sorry I don't think he'll be coming back."

"I just, I need him to get off," the girl said, "I don't think I can do it without him." The girl began rubbing her legs together and spoke again, "I just want him to use me so bad," she began to squirm, "I want him to control my every move, to fuck me over and over again, to make me cum my stupid brains out, but more than that I want to make him happy." Robin was getting more hot under the collar with every word the girl spoke.

The girl continued, "I just want to be a good girl for him," she looked up at Robin, "Y'know."

"Yeah," Robin said swallowing, "I think I know what you mean." Robin could hear sirens closing in, 'Batman must have called them.'

"Listen you need to put on your pants and come with me," Robin said helping the girl stand.

"No," the girl said pulling away from Robin. "Batman said to wait here and I intend to do just that."

"Fine," Robin said while thinking, '**** times call for **** measures,' "I'll just have to tell Batman what a bad girl you were."

"What?"

"That's right," Robin said, "and if I know Batman, he'll be so disappointed he won't ever want to see you again." Robin began walking away, 'we'll it'd work on me if I was in her state.'

"Wait, don't tell him I was a bad girl," The girl threw herself at Robin's feet, "I'll do anything."

"Than put on your pant's and go with the police," Robin said stepping over the girl, "If you do, and behave yourself, I'll tell Batman you were a good girl."

"Ok I can do that," the girl said quickly pulling on her pants, but when she turned back around Robin was gone.

'Jeez, that was the worst case of BDS I've ever seen,' Robin said while rubbing her thighs together, 'and now I can't stop thinking about Batman, oh well, nothing a cold shower and some me time won't fix.' Robin thought as she swung off towards her apartment.