Prove you're better than Nightwing

Swiftly, you somehow manage to surprise the Maid of Might, kissing her roughly as she stands, frozen in shock. You soon feel her melt into you, kissing you back with equal passion, her hands pressed against your chest. Smirking, you sneak your hands beneath her short, blue skirt, lifting it so as to allow you to squeeze her rear.

Kara gasps lightly, allowing you to move to **** her neck as you toy with her ass, making your intentions very clear. Her breath is heavy, her intake uneven as you suck on her surprisingly soft flesh, groping her perky butt.

Wanting to heat things up further, you spin her around, pressing into her back. Your right hand is beneath her skirt, all to softly rubbing over the slightly damp panties beneath. Your left gropes her busty breast, steadily massaging it above the tight fabric.

"You still want Nightwing's help? I can go if you want?" You breath against her ear, feeling her shiver with delight, instinctively pressing into you more. Kara remained silent, almost unsure if you even spoke before eventually replying.