Return the REC... one volt at a time.

“What, like this?” Selina grinned, kicking the REC's voltage up way beyond it's normal parameters. There was only a fraction of a second, too little time to do anything of note, before she fired, but in that time, Selina saw a whole range of emotions flaring up in Nightwing's eyes. First it was alarm, then dismay on how trusting he'd been, then bracing himself for something that surely would not be pleasant.

Selina pulled the trigger, and an instant later, the charge struck Nightwing. His entire body spasmed as the voltage ran through him. The vigilante's prick firmed up again, what little cum he hadn't coated Selina's ass with expelled from his cock now. The sight was rather comical to Selina, as if Nightwing was enjoying another round with a more spectral partner.

“Why'd you... do this?” Nightwing gasped, his body still wracked with convulsions.

“New toy, bird boy.” Selina beamed, modelling the REC for him.”You'll be fine. Should be fine. Well.. it's gonna hurt in the morning, most likely. Ciao, Nightwing.”

And with that, Selina quickly dressed and disappeared into the night.

-

Some vigilante, Selina thought to herself as she raced across a roof. If I'd even thought of trying that on Bruce, I'd be in the back of a squad car right now. Nightwing can fuck, but he's got a long way to go before he can take up that Bat's mantle.