Wonder Girl (Cassandra Sandsmark)

Cassie flew down, always just a quick phone call away ever since they were in Young Justice together. The honorary Amazon hadn't been too busy when Tim called her, and she smiled at him when she saw him. It'd been too long since they had last worked together. Okay, it was only a few months ago, but still. That was a lot of time when you were ambiguously between 18 and 22. "What's the situation?" Cassie asked as she touched down. She walked up to Tim from there, and it was only then that she realized he smelled different than before. It was odd, but it felt ... really pleasant? Whatever, it was probably some new cologne or something.

"Cheetah decided to come down to Gotham since there was an exhibition of some old artifacts my parents dug up a long time ago from Greece. She took half of it, and now she's holed up here. She's got men protecting her, too many for me to deal with on my own," Tim said. "I thought I could use your help since you're a lot closer to Wonder Woman, and out of the two of you, you're the only one I have the number of." Cassie laughed a little at that joke. It was a joke, right? It felt sudden, but she really didn't like the idea of being his second choice.

"Well then let's take her down!" Cassie said, reaching her fist out for a fist bump before preparing to blitz into the building with Tim. Tim reached out and returned it, and the touch felt like an electric spark with how suddenly it made Cassie feel elated. What was happening to her?

Tim smiled at her and slammed the door open, whacking the first guard in the way across the face with his bo staff. He moved onto the next grunt as Cassie took out a few with some strong blows, each one striking hard against their faces and the rest of their bodies, easily knocking them to the floor. She threw one grunt at another as she watched Tim work up a sweat taking out the rest. She loved watching him in action. Was that a new sensation? She took a sniff of the air as she breathed in, and as she did, she breathed in Tim's smell more. It felt amazing.

She brought her fight closer to him, taking out a few of the grunts around him while he took out one that almost got a lucky shot at her.

"Nice shot!" Cassie yelled out. Where was she getting this urge to compliment him from?

He took out another one that almost got a hit in while she was speaking. She shut up and refocused from there. It wasn't a very long fight after that, and the pair stood alone in a room of knocked out grunts, both of the young heroes working up a sweat. As she stood near Tim, Cassie couldn't help but want to breathe in even more of his smell. But she didn't want to seem weird to him, so she just settled for being close to him as they came up to a hard shut door.

"Cheetah's probably in there," Tim said. Cassie just nodded and slammed open the door.

"What the hell are you two doing here?" Cheetah asked, thoroughly surprised by the two heroes' arrival. She had prepared for Wonder Woman, not two former Teen Titans.

"Kicking your ass." Tim ran toward Cheetah, preparing to strike against her, but she easily dodged his attack.

"Was that your real plan?" Cheetah asked. "I mean, come-" she was cut off as she was kicked in the back by Cassie. She gave Tim a smile as he ran toward them again. That gambit probably wouldn't work again, but it did allow for Cassie to get some good hits on Cheetah while Tim came back, grappling onto the ceiling so he could kick the villainess in the face while Cassie kept her distracted. That was apparently enough for the knockout, as she fell **** before the two heroes. They gave a celebratory high five before sitting down, exhausted. Tim sat oddly close to Cheetah, though it probably didn't mean anything. Cassie was happy to sit close to him, his smell pleasant enough that she wanted to stay near it forever.

Then Tim said something that surprised her. "I broke up with Bernard last week," he said, his voice casual yet tensely quick.

"I thought you two were happy with each other," Cassie replied, her voice filled with care for her friend. But a little bit of unexplained hope came to her as he said that. Did that explain what she was feeling today? Did she want to get back together with him?

"He just, he can't understand my life, any of our lives," Tim said. "It's not fair to him to put him through dealing with me, and I can't constantly worry if he can take care of himself."

Then Cassie said something that surprised herself, but seemed to have no real surprise on Tim. She took his hand and began to speak. "You know, I can," she said. She drew closer to him, everything about him just radiating pleasantness and now a hint of arousal as she sat with him.

Tim didn't reply, choosing instead to bring her into a kiss. He gripped onto her tongue with his own, and he pulled her in. Cassie brought her hands onto his body, pulling him even closer to her and groping along his body. Her hands drifted between his abs, his pectorals, and his ass before finally moving onto his cock. She was lost in a haze she didn't fully understand.

Tim seemed to take the hint offered out by her groping as he moved his hands along her body, paying a much greater attention to her breasts. He pushed her forward, lying her down on the ground as he reached under her shirt. It was then that Cassie took a look of their surroundings, and despite her lust, broke the kiss. "Not here," she said between panting breaths. "Not now."

Tim looked a little disappointed, but he acquiesced. He stood up, straightening his costume out before grabbing a hold of his bo staff again. "Are you fit to fly?" he asked.

"I should be."

"Then let's get things rounded up and sent back to the Gotham Museum," Tim said as he got ready. He grabbed some rope from one of his pockets and with Cassie's help, he got them all packed together. The pair flew back to Gotham, Tim holding tightly onto Cassie's shoulders, and returned it all with a note taking credit for it.

A few seconds after they were done and everything had been attended to, the haze came back over Cassie. She turned over and brought Tim on her front as she groped him in the air, wanting to bring him back into the kiss they shared in Cheetah's lair.

"Let's go to my apartment," Tim said, breaking the kiss just a little as he pointed it out to the high flyer. He seemed to debate it a little in his head before he said it.

Cassie agreed and flew down to his apartment. She opened up the window to his bedroom after asking Tim where it was, and she brought the two of them through it and onto his bed.

She immediately started to undress, each part of her costume coming off quickly as she gave into her sudden desire. Tim, in contrast, took his time, almost savoring each piece of clothing he took off as he watched Cassie, already naked by the time only his shirt was off. Her eyes drifted downward as she looked at his well defined muscles, wishing she could bring her hands on his body right now. He took off his pants now, leaving only underwear that his cock strained against. Cassie wanted it, badly, and that thought surprised her for a second before she tossed any concerns aside in favor of lust. Cassie sat on Tim's bed as he finally took his cock out.

She wanted to faint. It was large, probably the largest she could take comfortably, but that wasn't what was important. It was the smell. That was the source of the smell she'd been getting off of him for so long. And as she took it in raw from the source, she felt it come onto her so much stronger. Her mind clouded over with lust, and she practically tackled Tim, jumping onto his cock without bothering to ask for permission.

Luckily, Tim could keep up. As she tried to ride him, her pussy sliding quickly up and down on his cock, lubricated so heavily with her juices, he picked her up and stood up, ramming into her pussy as best as he could while standing up before pushing her onto the bed. He slammed her onto it as she slammed his cock inside of her pussy again, starting to thrust at incredible speeds. If she didn't know any better, Cassie would assume they were superhuman, especially with how good they made her feel. She couldn't hear a word he said as he fucked her, but it all sounded pleasantly rough, just like his cock inside of her.

It kept slamming in and out, each thrust reaching far into her pussy and slamming back inside with incredible ****. "You're going to destroy me!" Cassie had said as he kept slamming into the walls of her pussy with his cock. The haze that Cassie felt grew even greater as she came closer to orgasm, each thrust just edging her along. She came, her juices splashing onto Tim's cock. And she didn't remember anything from the rest of the night.

Her sleep, if she even got any, was dreamless, and she finally came to in the morning with almost no recollection of how hard she had been fucked the night before. But she felt the loads of cum poured all over her body, and one, smaller than the rest, poured into her pussy. It seemed like the last thing Tim had done that night was give her a cream pie.

She wasn't alarmed, though she felt like she should have been, at least a little bit. There was a part of her that felt devoted to him now. He could do no wrong to her. She was his, and that was enough explanation for her. Tim didn't seem to be around in the morning, probably off doing something for Wayne Enterprises, but Cassie thought he wouldn't mind her using his shower to wash off the cum. She grabbed an available towel and wrapped it around herself as she got out, scouring the floor for her clothes. But as she stepped back into the bedroom, she saw something that did surprise her. She dropped her towel and immediately got ready for a fight.