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Barbara stares at his contact information for a few minutes. It’s probably too many minutes too long. And yet, she’s staring at the picture, comiting his features to memory. She can close her eyes and see him, but it’s never the same.
So she presses the call button.
“Hey baby.” Dick’s voice brings an instant smile to her face, despite the damper on her mood. “Was just thinking about you.”
“I thought my ears were ringing.” Babs rubs her fingers beneath her eye, wiping smudged makeup. “You busy?”
“I’m actually in Gotham, leaving the manor.” Dick answers. “Want to grab a drink?” He asks.
“I’d love to.” Barbara pulls herself to her feet to bring herself to her mirror. She needs a makeup wipe and wonders for a moment if she should pack a bag - ultimately deciding against it. Dick has Bea, she remembers, the girl who owns the bar and didn’t believe that Dick was just Babs’ friend . For a moment she wonders if Dick was taking her to Bea’s bar and she considers telling him to forget it.
“I’ll be there in twenty, beautiful.” She hears his motorcycle start, his voice slightly muffled as he puts on his helmet.
“See you soon.” Babs sighs, hanging up the phone as she moves to her closet to pull out some clothes.
_
They go to Bludhaven, which Babs was expecting. But she isn’t expecting for her mind to go haywire as she presses up against Dick from behind, arms snug around his waist with her chin resting on his shoulder. Even through his brown leather jacket, she feels his muscles flex with each movement.
She missed being close to him. She settles for breathing in his cologne.
_
When she climbs off the motorcycle, Dick watches for a moment before he takes off his helmet. His hair is a mess, she just wants to run her fingers through it. Dick’s eyes trail over her, if it wasn’t dim she’s sure he’d see her flushed cheeks. And then he surprises her - hands grasping her middle as he picks her up and spins her around, pulling her into a hug when her feet touch the ground again.
“Glad we could do this, Babs.” He whispers into her ear. The short walk to the bar, their hands brush. She doesn’t reach out, doesn’t entangle their fingers.
“What’s got you down?” Dick asks when they’ve got a booth that’s too big for just the two of them. “I know that look.”
Barbara takes a drink of her cocktail. There was no use in denying it - Dick knew her, knew something was up.
“A case?” He tries.
“No.” She answers. “Bard - Jason Bard.” She hesitates.
“That cop?” Dick’s voice shows his distaste, as if he didn’t carry a badge himself. “The one you’re seeing? Need me to kick his ass? I’ll do it - Don’t need to tell me twice.”
“Was seeing.” She corrects. “Said that I’m not present in our relationship. That it always feels like I’m holding something back.”
“Oh, I’ve heard that one before.” Despite it, Dick smiles boyishly. “Not like you could un-mask yourself to him.”
“Yeah.” Babs shrugs. “So he called it off.”
“You’re too good for him, anyway.” Dick picks up his beer, running his thumb along the rim of the glass. “I thought he was kind of lame.”
“Shut up.” Barbara lets out a laugh, taking another drink. “Surprised you didn’t take me to Prodigal .”
“Well, I didn’t think it’d be a great idea to take my hot date to my exes bar.” Dick’s eyes light up, like he’d been waiting to tell her.
“Who said this was a date?” Barbara says quickly. And then as if she realizes, “You broke up with Bea?”
“I did.” Dick nods. “When everything came back to me,” He pauses, eyes reaching her again. “I knew it wasn’t going to work out. It was different.”
“I’m sure. You were a different person.” She knows. Knows that Dick looked at her and insisted she was a stranger , that their memories together weren’t real. But he was back.
“I’m me again.” He reaches for her hand from across the table. “I remember everything. And you . The first time we met. Our first kiss. All of it, all of you.”
Babs sips her drink again before she placed her hand over Dick’s, fingers brushing his. “We’re both single.” She notes. “Not that that’s stopped us before.”
Dick grins. “Maybe time’s on our side for once.”
“Dammit, Dick.” Barbara laughs. “I knew I should’ve packed a bag.”
“Why? We’re both gonna end up naked anyway.” Dick wiggles his eyebrows.
“Did you ever tell Bea about us?” She asks after a moment. “I told her that we were friends, but,”
Dick cuts her off. “ Friends is putting it lightly.” His voice lowers as he leans closer. “Friends don’t exactly fuck on rooftops.”
“Either way.” Barbara glances away. “I told her we were just friends. I don’t think she ever believed me.”
“To be fair, I didn’t believe you either.” He shrugs. “Which, I know I was missing my memory, but when a stunning, sexy red-head tells you that you know each other better than anybody else, I think the safe thing to do would’ve been to agree.”
“Enough about our failed attempts at dating civilians.” He adds. “Let’s get out of here.”
Barbara grabs hold of her drink again, movements excruciatingly slow. “Nuh-uh.” She gets out before sipping. “I’m having a drink. You can wait.”
“Babs.” Dick looks at her, head tilting to the side. “I have wanted to have you in my bed for over a year . Not sure how much longer I can wait.”
“You could’ve had me.” She says nonchalantly. “You chose not to.” Now it’s her turn to lower her voice. “Left me all alone, all those nights. All alone in that big bed,” Her foot nudges his under the table. “No panties.”
Dick’s jaw clenches. “No.” He mumbles.
“Yep.” She raises a brow. “Just waiting for you to come back. Waiting for you to come to me, for me.”
How easy it was to get under Dick Grayson’s skin once the mood struck.
“It wasn’t the same, just using my fingers. Nothing feels as good as you, your —” She pauses to take a drink. “— buried deep inside me, filling me up.”
Dick’s tongue darts out, wetting his lips.
“Babs.”
“Mhm.” Her head tilts back, finishing her cocktail. She liquid slides down her lip, she makes a show of wiping it with her knuckle before sucking it into her mouth. “Tastes good.”
“Babs.” Dick repeats. “Let’s go .”
“I could go for another one.” She teases. “What do you think?”
Dick breathes in through his nose.
Babs raises her finger, grabbing the attention of their waiter.
“Please.” Dick says quickly. “Let’s go home. Please.”
“The check.” Babs smiles widely, red lipstick slightly smeared below her lips. “Thank you.”
_
Dick grips her hand, practically pulling her down the block to where they parked his bike. Barbara keeps up for the most part, until she stops.
“You’re going to kill me.” Dick’s hands reach for her waist as she curls her fingers into his hair, hand pressed against his jaw as she brushes her nose against his.
“I wasn’t lying, in there.” She whispers. “You left me. Now you’re getting punished.”
“It wasn’t my fault.” Dick knows this, Babs knows this, but it’s just a bit - a game, a tease. Dick closes the gap between them, mouth colliding with hers. He kisses her, hungry and feverish. Barbara pulls back, teeth nipping at his lower lip.
“Make it up to me.” She says. Dick’s hand slides lower, patting her rear.
“I’m trying to.” He kisses her again, quick, before he turns to climb onto his bike. Babs joins him, running her hand up his thigh before wrapping her arms around his middle again.
_
She loves his loft. Barbara remembers loving it, but it’s truly something special, the mess that it was. Dick has his helmet tucked under his arm as he pats his pockets for his house keys.
“Looking for something?” A little girl’s voice calls out from across the hall. Dick turns quickly. “What are you doing up?” He asks, eyebrows raising.
“School.” The girl says.
“At 1 AM?” Dick questions.
“And you’re just coming home with a pretty woman at 1 AM?” The girl shoots back. She has Dick’s housekey in her hands, swinging it by the Gotham Knights keychain. Babs cracks a smile.
“She’s got you there, Dick.” Babs waves to the girl. “Keys, please. ”
The keys fly in their direction and Dick catches them with ease, not without making a gesture at his neighbor, I’m Watching You.
“Cute kid.” Barbara says before they shut the door.
“Yeah.” Dick tosses his helmet in the corner beside his pile of shoes. “You’re cuter.”
“Comparing me to a pre teen girl, nice.” Babs chirps. Dick reaches for her, strong arms pulling her in by her waist.
“Shut up.” He takes a second to look her over. Yep, same Barbara. “I missed you.”
“We keep missing each other.” She says. “We’ve gotta figure something out.”
“Later.” Dick bends slightly, hands gripping the back of her thighs to lift her up. Barbara wraps her legs around his waist, hands resting on the back of his neck to kiss him again. Dick’s eyelashes flutter against her cheek when he pulls back, carrying her to the couch. She can feel him through their clothes as he drops, their centers brushing.
Barbara sighs, ducking her head to kiss his neck. Dick’s fingers push at her thighs, moving up her ass and pressing her against him. Her teeth graze his skin, sucking and nipping.
“That’s right.” Dick moans. “Mark me up, baby.”
“That’s the plan.” Barbara’s tongue darts out, soothing the bruise she forms. “Mark you up, let everyone know you’re mine.”
“Yours.” Dick repeats. His hips roll against hers instinctively. “You do that to me, baby. Fuck, Babs.”
“I know.” Barbara shifts, pulling at the buttons of his shirt to kiss against his collarbones. Dick keeps rubbing her ass, pushing her into him and squeezing.
“Dickie,” She presses her lips below his pulse point, whispering, “Want to see this mouth wrapped around that cock?”
“Oh,” Dick moans, hand slipping beneath her shirt.
“Tell me.” Babs presses. “Tell me you want me to suck your cock.”
“I do.” He sighs. “I want you to suck me off. I want to fuck your mouth, to,” he stammers. “I want those pretty red lips kissing my dick, taking me inside you.”
“Well, since you’re being so sweet about it.” Barbara pecks his lips before she shifts to get onto her knees, rubbing his thighs before she undoes the button of his jeans. Dick lifts his hips to help her pull the fabric down his legs.
“You went commando.” She notes, kissing his knee as she wraps her hand around his member.
“What can I say,” Dick practically smirks. “I had a good feeling.”
Barbara jerks him, slowly moving her hand from top to bottom, thumb brushing over the tip. Barbara’s tongue darts out, wetting her lips before she leans forward to take him in her mouth, her tongue circling the slit as she continues to pump him.
“Shit.” Dick props his hands up behind his head, watching her work her way down, her eyes reaching his. “Oh, fuck.” Dick grins, Barbara pulls back, tilting her head to lick his length, fingers still working him. “Fuck, you feel so good.” He watches her move, lips parting as she takes as much of him into her mouth as she can. He watches her head bob, her eyes dark as she hollows her cheeks, sucking.
“Babs.” Dick sighs, reaching forward to brush her hair back. The tightness in the pit of his stomach, her tongue pressing flat against his head. Her wet mouth all over him, sucking his pre-come and her hands kneading his thighs. “Babs, I’m -“
Barbara pauses as Dick grunts, thrusting twice while spilling inside her mouth. She swallows, fingers lightly tracing his length as he lets go. She licks her lips, pulling herself back onto the couch. Dick presses a sloppy kiss to the side of her face, arms wrapping around her to pull her close again.
“You’re so good at that.” He rubs his hand beneath her shirt again, sliding between her skin and her bra. “Can I taste you now?”
“Pretty please.” Barbara shifts, taking her shirt off and tossing it aside. “Why don’t we go to bed?” She adds. Dick pulls her close, pecking her lips, “I thought you’d never ask.”
He leaves his shirt and jeans on the floor in the living room, taking a mostly-dressed Barbara into his arms and carrying her up the stairs to his bedroom. He drops her onto the bed a little unceremoniously, listening to her “Oof.” with a laugh.
“Such a frickin’ romantic.” Barbara mumbles, back against the mattress as Dick climbs over her, leg pressed between her thighs.
“Only for you.” He says playfully, kissing her mouth. Barbara parts her lips, letting him press his tongue into her mouth.
He breaks their kiss to shift downwards, tongue dragging down her neck and chest. For a moment he stops at her breasts, easing one out of the cup of her bra and sucking the nipple into his mouth. Barbara sighs, curling a hand into his hair.
His hand slides behind her, fumbling with the clip of her bra before she pushes him back.
“You’re such a baby.” She smiles, lifting herself up slightly to unclip it and exposing her breasts. “Or really, a teenage boy at heart.”
“Don’t mind me, forever amazed at your boobs.” Dick jokes, hand sliding around to circle her other nipple. He rolls her nipple between his index and middle finger, tugging lightly as they perk and harden at his touch before he runs his hand further down, past her navel before resting at her pubic bone.
“Glad you like them. You know, I only have them to impress you.” Barbara jokes, squirming beneath him in attempt to get his hand closer to her center.
Dick’s not exactly gentle as he grips the waist of her jeans, hands pulling them down past her knees. Barbara kicks her pants off the remaining length of her legs.
“Just like you wear that skin-tight suit just for me, right?” Dick laughs, hand returning down to draw slow circles against the fabric of her panties, feeling her wetness.
“Has nothing to do with ease to move at all.” She gets out, lifting her hips to grind against his hand. Dick kisses above her waistband, moving his hand to brace her hips before his teeth pull at the thin fabric to expose her wet center.
“Damn baby.” Dick grins, kissing her thigh.
“You weren’t the only one who missed this.” She says quickly, letting him spread her legs. “I wasn’t lying about the bed - about —“
Dick cuts her off, pressing his lips against her pretty pussy, sucking and kissing, his tongue flicking against her clit.
“Oh, fuck . Dick.” Her head tosses back, hands reaching forward to knot in his hair. God, it was nice to have something to pull at this time . “You feel so good.”
Dick practically fucks her with his tongue, just lapping at her wetness, never leaving her center. Dick’s tongue flicks up, rubbing along her clit. Barbara’s head curls to the side, watching him devour her pussy like it was water in the desert. He kisses her thigh, pulling back sightly, only for Babs to tug his hair, redirecting him to the promised land.
“Oh baby.” Dick moans, thrusting into the mattress, his moan sending vibrations up her skin. “You taste amazing.” He sighs, gripping her thighs as he delves back in, sucking her clit and holding her so she couldn’t move. Barbara gasps, attempting to squirm against him, wanting to grind against his face but unable to move as Dick holds her steady.
“Dick,” She cries, gasping again. “Dick, please. Dick, I’m going to —“ He rolls his tongue around her clit, circling it as Barbara reaches her high, legs going limp around his head.
“Good, baby. You got it.” Dick kisses her pubic bone, sighing softly. He shifts to lay beside her, head resting against her breast, as his fingers trace her wet pussy lips, just spreading them and feeling.
“You’re so good, baby.” Dick whispers to her, pressing a kiss to her sensitive skin. “Such a good girl for me.”
“For you.” She sighs, taking in a breath as Dick slides his middle finger inside her. “Oh, Dick.”
“I know. I know.” Dick hushes her, slowly sliding his finger in and out. “Feels good, right?”
“So good. Fuck, it never - nobody ever compares.” She whines, eyes closing momentarily as Dick adds a second finger. He builds a slow, steady pace, his lips kissing her soft skin. Barbara’s head lolls to the side, resting against his dark hair.
“I know, baby.” The heel of his palm rubs against her clit, a soft cry escaping her mouth at the sensitivity. “It’s okay, I’ve got you.” Dick’s fingers slide out of her.
“Want to stop? You too sensitive?” Dick asks, eyes meeting hers for confirmation, tone changing quickly. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Barbara shakes her head no, hand resting over his to press them against her center again. “Keep going.”
“Mmkay.” Dick rubs against her lips again before pumping his fingers inside her, voice returning to a low, dominant tone. “I planned on making you come twice before fucking you, anyway.”
“ Jesus. ” Barbara gasps, his fingers moving faster and sliding another one inside - making that three fingers fucking her. “God, I want that cock inside me, Dick.”
“Come for me first.” Dick kisses her neck. Barbara lifts her hips, grinding against him as he finger fucks her faster and harder than before. “You’re doing so well. Come on, I want you to come for me.” He urges, palm pressing against her clit again. “If you don’t come for me, I’m not fucking you. I’m not going to come inside you.” He threatens. Barbara whimpers.
“I know, you want my come inside you. You want this cock buried in that pussy.” He nips at her neck, fingers repeatedly slamming into her. Dick spreads his fingers just slightly inside her, sissoring her and then curling just so .
“Dick!” Barbara gasps, beads of sweat building in her hairline as she tenses up, reaching her second orgasm of the night. “Oh, God!”
“Shh, I know.” Dick kisses the side of her face. “I know. You’re so good. You feel so good.” He rubs her thigh. “I love you. You’re amazing.” He lifts his head to kiss her lips. Barbara hums softly, just taking it all in, mumbling, “Love you, too.”
“Give me a few minutes.” She says, hand reaching to rest against his torso. “I need to gain feeling in my legs again. And catch my breath.”
Dick nods, hand running up her leg to rub her hip pulling her closer. “Okay. You need anything? Water?”
“Nope.” Barbara closes her eyes briefly. “That was awesome.”
“I know.” Dick agrees. “Not over yet, baby.”
“Do you want to wear protection?” She asks affer a few beats.
“Do you want me to wear protection?” Dick turns it around. “If you want me to, I will. But I am clean.”
“You and Bea never —“ “Always wore one.” Dick cuts her off.
“You don’t have to with me.” She says. “I never…With Jason. I get tested all the time.” Interacting with blood as often as they did combined her previous attack by Joker, left Barbara with the occasional health anxiety. “…And I still can’t get pregnant.” She adds afterwards.
They told her after her surgery. Even after repairing her spine, her uterus was still damaged. Dick knew, but she felt like reinstating it. What if he forgot?
Dick moves his hand up to cup her cheek, thumb running below her eye. “I love you.” He repeats, sinciere.
“I know.” She nods. “I love you too.” She leans to kiss his lips. Dick pulls her into him, his cock still hard and poking against her torso as they kiss.
“Can you fuck me now?” She asks, pulling back. “Please.”
“Well, since you’re being so sweet about it.” Dick repeats what she said earlier, a smile on both their lips before he situates himself between her hips. He hitches one leg over his waist, allowing for a deeper angle as he presses his cock inside of her center. The noise he makes is low, a sort of grunt, as he fills her up.
“Baby,” Barbara whimpers as he pulls back before thrusting back inside her again. “Oh, Dickie.”
“You feel amazing. God,” Dick starts to build a steady rythum, pumping inside of her slick, soft pussy. “We - We have to do this more, fuck. I never get tired of you.”
“Mhm. Keep going.” Barbara squeezes his waist with her leg, foot pressing against his lower back to keep him from fully leaving her. “You fill me up so well, Dick. So good. Ugh, I need you.”
“I’m right here. I’ve got you.” He picks up the speed, hips thrusting a little sloppily. “I’m gonna come inside you, I’m gonna fill you up, I’m gonna fuck you senseless. I’m going to fuck you until the only thing you can stand to stay is my name.”
“Oh my God, Dick.” Barbara gasps, hand curling into the sheets as Dick slams into her, focused on getting himself to that happy ending again, while knowing he wasn’t going to stop until Barbara came once more.
“Dick.” Barbara repeats. “Dick, I want to come. Make me come.” She urges. Dick’s close, but not yet there, just needs to be pushed over the edge. “Fuck me with that cock, please. Make me come. I’m so - I’m so fucking hot for you, Dick. I’m always so hot for you, I want you so bad. I don’t care who gets hurt, I’ll always,” She gasps. “I’ll always want you, I’ll always let you fuck me whenever you want, because you’re that person for me.” She continues. “You’re the only man I let come inside me. The only man I trust to give myself to, wholey.”
Dick whines softly, feeling that tension again.
“I love you, Dick, come on. Come on. Come inside me. Fill my pussy up with your come.” She urges, hips lifting slightly to meet him partially.
“Jesus - Fuck, Barbara — Dammit, God.” Dick stammers, thrusting instinctively three times as he comes inside of her. “You feel amazing. You’re amazing.” He doesn’t pull out, slumped against her body. Barbara reaches out, runs a hand between them against his abs, down to where their centers met.
Dick gets the hint, picking up again as fucks her slowly, angling just so he’d bump against her clit. Her next orgasm comes slowly, eases out of her with a low moan.
“There we go.” Dick slides out of her, rolling onto his back to lay beside her in his bed.
“You’re so good to me.” Barbara pats his chest. She shifts onto her side, curling to rest her head against his collarbone. “Thanks for taking me out, Boy Wonder.”
“Would you say it was boy - wonderful ?” Dick asks, eyebrows raising.
“I take it back.” Barbara says quickly, despite it she presses closer into him. “You’re not good and I dislike you for taking me out for a drink.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Dick smiles. “You love me. Said it a dozen times tonight.” He wraps his arm around her, hand curling into her red hair.
The last time they slept together, Dick said to himself that they would figure things out, give a relationship a real shot.
Then he lost his memory.
But…They were both single now. Maybe it was time.
He kisses her forehead.
“I love you, too.”