That which comes knocking in the night (NSFW)

Thunder rumbled as a storm drew into the Bay Area. Jonah could barely sleep, he twisted and turned in his new bed, haunted by memories of a life he left behind. The only thing keeping him sane was the soothing rhythmic splattering of rain on his balcony windows.

The rain’s rhythm changed unexpectedly and Jonah shot up uncertain of the alarm coursing through him. He slowly got out of bed and put on a nearby JL robe. Before he could turn on a light, he saw out his window lightning flash. The brightness revealed a silhouette of a figure on his balcony, its dimensions and identity masked by caped darkness.

Jonah flipped on a light and got into a fighting stance. The figure was revealed to be a batgirl, crouching in the rain. Jonah let down his fists and opened his balcony door. The wind pushed and rain sputtered as the vigilante slinked into his apartment.

“Batgirl what the hell are you doing here? I have a doorbell you know.”

“I-I, I’m not sure.” Batgirl was visibly different. More nervous. There was something on her mind. “I wanted to thank you for saving me.” Jonah could tell that she wasn’t telling the full truth.

“It was no problem really. Can I get you anything? Coffee? A Towel?” Jonah said, referring to the water dripping from her suit onto his new floors.

“No coffee, no.” Batgirl stammered “I need something else from you.”

“Which is?”

“I’m going to be straight forward with you since you seem like a straightforward man. I want to have sex with you.”

“Excuse me?” Jonah couldn’t believe it. Even Batgirl looked like she didn’t believe it, but she said it regardless.

“Ever since you saved me from Harley and Ivy, I can’t get you out of my head. It’s like my body wants something I can’t give it. Maybe it’s just the adrenaline or gratitude, and you are not an unattractive person…”

“Thanks?” Jonah slowly realized what was happening. It was the effects of his manipulation powers. His ability to attract and sway minds over a period of time was still a mystery to him. But he guessed that her breathing in all that lust pollen while **** may have something to do with it.

“It’s getting in the way of my work. It’s a distraction and distractions are deadly.” Batgirl continued “I usually don’t do stuff like this. Spoiler says I need to get out there more, but I don’t think this is exactly what she meant. I’m not some floozy that sleeps with people as soon as I meet them.”

That last comment seemed pointed to Jonah, it was probably referring to Starfire’s attitude with sex. Even though he knew that the two of them had some sort of beef going on, he just didn’t know what.

“Look, I’m sure you’re a real nice girl but-”

“Consider it a reward, for saving me.” Batgirl insisted, place a gentle hand on his chest.

“I’m not sure that’s ethical really. Perhaps dinner first?”

“While I would normally approve of such noble intentions, lets just be honest with each other.”

“I don’t know.” Jonah scratched his chin, teasing Batgirl.

“Please.”

“Alright, since you asked so nicely.” Jonah decided that he had given enough push back for any later plausible deniability.

Batgirl acknowledged his consent by grabbing Jonah by the robe and his him. Her lips were wet, and she seemed careless. She was pushing past her normal uptight persona.

Jonah detached from Batgirl’s heavy but passionless kiss and led her to his bedroom.

Taking the initiative Batgirl pushed Jonah to sit on his bed. She followed him down, getting on her knees. Jonah took off his robe leaving him in only his underwear and feeling a little underdress in front of the fully covered bat themed vigilante.

Batgirl pulled down his underwear unleashing his semihard penis. In her lustful sight his dick throbbed and grew. Grabbing it lightly with her yellow gloved hand Batgirl brought her face towards Jonah dick. Unexpectedly, Batgirl took a deep inhale of his members underside.

“Has anyone ever told you that you smell great down here?”

“Can’t say I have.” Jonah responded.

After a tentative lick, Batgirl put Jonah’s head in her mouth. She sucked down his shaft but mostly remained near the edge of his dick, using her tongue to tease and pleasure his head.

After a couple minutes of silent sucking Batgirl released Jonah’s cock with a pop. She stepped back from him and began to trace her hands down her tight figure, eyeing him eagerly.

Batgirl reached dexterously behind her back and unzipped the torso of her costume. Once unzipped she turned her back to Jonah. She pulled her arms out of her costume, and he watched as her supple, pale skin stretched with each movement. Batgirl unclasped her bra and turned towards him. Facing Jonah she dropped a plain black bra and revealed her breasts to him. Jonah observed them carefully. They were on the smaller side but perky and well-shaped. Her pink nipples poked out on her white skin. Jonah noticed a single mole above her right nipple.

“Do you have a-”

Batgirl popped open one of the compartments on her yellow utility belt and produced a condom.

“Always prepared for any eventuality.” Batgirl said with a grin.

Unclasping her utility belt, Batgirl stepped out her tight pants, revealing her long athletic legs which were just as smooth and pale as the rest of her body.

Jonah took a step towards her. He felt her toned stomach and round breasts. He gave her a teasing kiss on the shoulder, then the neck. He reached for her mask, but she stopped him.

“Not today tiger. Secret identity and all.”

“Of course.” Jonah replied, smiling slightly at the irony of the situation, the irregular order of intimacies.

Batgirl lead Jonah back to the bed and pushed him down. Standing in front of him now was a woman wearing nothing but a cowl and black athletic panties. She gently stepped out of her underwear revealing a smooth pussy. It was completely shaven with puffy lips and little to no visible labia. Jonah noticed a single trickle of wetness run down her leg, his powers had already begun to affect her physically in his presence alongside emotionally. Made foreplay a lot quicker.

Like a gambling addict on their way to a slot machine, Batgirl quivered in anticipation of her big score. She crawled above his body, hovered over his stiff mast, and delicately rolled a condom onto it. Stalling his torso, Batgirl pulled apart her lips and lowered herself onto his head. It was a tight fit, but she pushed through. The first hit of pleasure washed over her face; this was exactly what she needed. She felt the edge drain away as Jonah’s dick pushed in and out.

With every dip he got deeper into her. Finally, she pushed her whole weight down onto his pelvis and filled herself with his entire member. She let out a soft moan. Not being able to express her emotions she straddled the line between desire and stoicism.

With every thrust Batgirl couldn’t help but release a heavy breath, eventually her breathing and Jonah into a duet of mute lust.

Batgirl maneuvered Jonah’s dick to just the right position and grinded it into her sweet spot. Slick with sweat and rain, she placed her hands onto his chest to best position herself.

Jonah tried to be as active a participant as he could in the love making, and while he was enjoying the overall process greatly, he did feel like he was being used as a tool. Which dampened the mood a minuscule amount. They were strangers after all, he didn’t even know her full name, this was always going to be a purely physical experience. This was a lesson, Jonah thought to himself, from now on he had to be careful about how he used his powers. After all, great bitches come great responsibility.

Jonah snapped back to reality, grabbing onto Batgirls thighs as she rode him with increasing ferocity. It was like she was trying to fuck the frustration out of him, no care for what he wanted. Luckily for her he managed to hang onto her ride thanks to super stamina even if she was doing on the work.

“I think I’m going to cum soon.” Jonah groaned out.

Batgirl placed her whole hand over his mouth “Not yet. Not until I finish.”

Jonah was not a fan of the attitude, she came into HIS house and told HIM what to do? She should be thanking him for the meta-enhanced dicking down she is getting. He would kill two birds with one stone. Saving his dick from her tight snatch, he grabbed her arm and flip her onto the bed so that he lay by her side.

“What do you think you are doing? I was close to-” Batgirl’s complaining was cut off by a moan.

Jonah stuck two of his fingers into her wet hole. He blasted her pussy with the same energy she had used earlier. He had a cover to protect, and that meant staying on the heroes’ good side, which meant getting Batgirl to cum first. He used his other hand to tease her clit, it was a strange angle, but it seemed like it was working. Even if it looked like he was a safe cracker.

Batgirl had stopped speaking again, only moaning. She raised her pelvis into his dexterous hands. She curled her toes like a day at the beach and grabbed his duvet like a life preserver in a riptide.

Batgirl’s pleasure hit its peak and she let out a quick, short, shout as she came into Jonah’s hand, soaking it with her juices. Her body went stiff then relaxed, laying down onto the bed, her outburst soaking onto Jonah’s bed.

“That was exactly what I needed, good job.” Batgirl said with a sigh, turning towards him.

Getting closer to Jonah, Batgirl grabbed his dick, tore off the condom, and began pumping his shaft. He could feel her hot, labored breath on his chest as she finished him off. Covered in her juices Jonah’s cock was slick and pulsing. In didn’t take long for Batgirl’s lithe, strong hands to bring him to completion. With one hand she massaged his shaft and the other she teased his head and glans.

Jonah came hard into her waiting hands, coating her pale skin with hot sticky cum. He released all of his tension into her in a couple of satisfying spurts.

Relaxing in his bed, Jonah’s long sleepless night caught up to him. By the time he came to again Batgirl had disappeared. Gone into the night.