The Report Of The Heist

After the night of faliure, with the explosions still lingering fresh in Gotham's minds, the GCPD already have one suspect at bay.

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Bruce Wayne woke up leads over the side of the bed, the alarm clock was flashing 6:00am and the communicator had a message displayed on it from Alfred the message read "Master Bruce the GCPD have messaged me with a art thieft at the Gotham Museum of Art." As Bruce Wayne put the communicator down he sighed and then got dressed as Batman, he kissed the forhead of Barbara who was still fast asleep from last nights activities he whispered into her ear "I will return."

As Batman made his way down to the Gotham Museum of Art, he noticed the shock on Gotham City's high society faces along with the museum curator, as he walked up to them he asked "Sir who stole the Mona Lisa?" Batmsn said low and husky. "It was Harley Quinn." The Curator replied worried.

Batman then tapped into his ear piece "Tim are you awake?" Batmans voice low and urgent. "Yes as always Batman." Tim replied, excitment filled his voice. "Meet me at the Gotham Museum of Art I need help tracking down Harley Quinn." Batman replied low and urgent.

Tim Drake then got dressed in his Robin outfit, the outfit hugged to the tweanty year old body, his bulge in his costume would be noticble but it didn't last long, he made his way towards the Gotham Museum of Art when he arrived he greated Batman.

"Tim can you search the CCTV footage to try and find Harley's whereabouts." Batman said low and husky, Robin nodded and then started hacking into the computers mainframe. He then came across a video that was more erotic then helpful.

"Batman I found this video, of Harley having a romantic encounter with the curator." Robin said, he noticed the bulge in his ribin costume was once again getting hard from arousal.

"Tim this is just Harley being Harley shes using her body to distract us but by a CCTV footage." Batman replied low and urgent.

Robin could not control himself, unzipped his costume and letting his 6" cock spring out to attention, he grabbed it with his right hand and slowly stroked it up and down, Batman watched as Robin used his hand to pleasure himself.

The slow sensative strokes sent shockwaves of pleasure through Robins body, the grip of his hand on his own cock the grunts and moans was music to the ears of Robin.

"Are you thinking of Sophia?" Batman said deep and soft in a whisper.

Robin just kept stroking his cock, the images of Harley Quinn doing those things to the curator, made Robin want to be the next captive victim of Harley Quinn.

As Robin started speeding his masturbation up, his grunts and moans grew louder, Batman kept watching his protege enjoy himself.

Robin kept going until he moaned loud, he sent shockwaves through his body and his cun squirted allover the marble floor at the Gotham Museum of Art.

"You got carried away and distracted don't let it happen again, now where is Harley." Batman said urgent and grumpy, secretley he enjoyed watching Robin pleasure himself but he wanted to focus on the task ahead finding Harley Quinn.

"Sorry Batman, by the looks of things she walked towards Iceburg Lounge." Robin said panting as he tried regaining his breath from his recent masturbation session.