Yes They Do

*** This is a alternative timeline, meaning these events do not affect the story in any way its more a what if?***

Rachel waited until the next day wearing nothing but a silk robe that barly coverd her ass, she walked downstairs into the living room where Slam Bradley was lounging.

"Time too make good on our promise." Rachel said while parting her hair behind her ears.

Slam grinned, grabbing his laptop placing it onto the wooden coffee table "I have the unedited footage in high definition from the other night."

Rachel dropped onto Slams lap, straddling him so her robe fell open, exposing her heavy D-cup tits. Rachel reached down and lazily stroked his cock through his boxers while he logged into Fucagram,

The multiverse Instagram styled site opened up, Slam started typing in a title clicking public and adding it as a anonymous post, he added the video and some pictures and let the files upload too the server.

“Fuck, this is hot,” Rachel moaned softly as the upload bar filled. She rocked her hips against Bradley’s cock, her wetness coating the tip. “By the time Harvey lands in Moscow and checks his messages, half of Gotham will have seen what a perverted cuck he really is.”

The post went live. Likes, comments, and reposts flooded in almost immediately on fucagram. Rachel laughed, a throaty, satisfied sound, sinking down onto his hardening cock right there on the couch as the confirmation screen popped up.

***

Bradley groaned as he grapped Rachels bouncing D-cup tits, he slowly thrusted inside her.

He thrusted deeper his balls slapping her skin, as wet slapping noises filled the lounge room. Sweat dripped down their faces and onto their bodies glistening there skin.

The sofa under them squeeked from the heavy movement of the two bodies, they fucked raw and fast grunts and moans followed with the squeeks of raw, primal sex.

They spent the next hour fucking in cowgirl position, Rachel fucking herself on his cock bouncing up and down, while batch-uploading the full archive. By the time they both came again, the entire collection was out there raw, undeniable, and spreading like wildfire across Gotham’s underbelly.

Rachel leaned back against Bradley’s chest, cum dripping down her thighs once more, making wet patches on the cloth fabric beneath them, she then checked her phone with a satisfied smirk.

"Now eveyone knows the truth of what Detective Bullock is really up too, as long as Bullock keeps his mouth shut about this nobody will find out." Rachel said with confidence.

***

But what both Rachel and Slam didn't know was Jason Todd was allready pissed too find the information leaked, he wasn't mad at Bullock but instead the person who leaked the videos.

For days Jason ran the footage through encrypted servers crossreferencing with GCPD IP addresses until he found where the video snd pictures where uploaded from, the IP address confirmed Bullocks house.

Jason was furious he thought the worst, he kick started his Harley Davidson Dyna from 2007 hit the throttle and rode down too Bullocks house.