Keys~
Y/N~ Your Name
Notes~ Part two of my chapter Birthday
Requested By~ None
Your P.O.V.
Still smiling down at me, Tim kisses me. Our lips slide over each in synch like dance steps we've gone over a hundred times. "While, since it's my birthday, don't I get a birthday wish?" He asks me, kissing down my neck and pulling my top down to expose more of my skin.
Suppressing my moans I manage to squeak out a "Yes"
Pulling out the blanket from between us, he presses his body against mine. "Do you want to know what I'm wishing for?" He questions, rubbing his hands under my shirt and up to my rib cage.
I a blush cover my face as Tim looks down at me with a sexy smirk. Thinking fast, I say "No, if you tell me it won't come true!"
He chuckles before slipping his hands under my bra. "Well then, I'll have to show you." He whispers in my ear before squeezing my chest. Arching my back, moans come out of my mouth. Tim pulls away from my boobs long enough to slip off my shirt and bra before he goes back.
As his hands are busy messing with my breasts, his mouth wonders down my stomach, leaving dark circle all over my skin. "Tim" I moan out, squirming around under him. He laughs at me before continuing down my body.
Getting to my shorts, he wastes no time unbuttoning them and sliding them off of me. He hums out in approval as he circles my clit through my panties. "You're so beautiful Y/N. So innocent, so pure, so.... mine." He tells me, before looping his fingers around my last piece of clothing.
"I'm, I'm not innocent Tim! You're well aware of that!" I say, reminding him of the first time we did this.
Jamming three fingers in me, Tim laughs. "But you are so innocent, Y/N! The cute clothing, the very little skin you show, the way you're always so careful and nice to everything and one." He tells me, pumping in and out of me. Leaning down, he kisses my neck as his other hand rests on my chest.
I feel my band start to tighten as Tim continues to play me like a fittle. Before I know it, my band breaks and I'm screaming for Tim. "It's okay, Y/N. It's okay." He says in his normal soothing Tim voice.
Once I'm off my high, the normal Tim is back. "Dear Lord you're definitely a turn on when you're like that!" I tell him, flipping us over. He smiles up at me sweetly as his arms go around my waist.
Pulling me down, our lips connect again. He happily lets his hands roam my body as I do the same. "You're so soft" he mumble out once we pull apart.
Smiling, I laugh a little. "You tell me that every time." I remind him, kissing down his neck to his chest.
"And every time I mean it." He tells me, brushing his finer tips up and down my sides. Getting to his stomach, I run my finger tips over one of his newer injuries. He seems to read my mind, answering my untold question. "I didn't move out of the way fast enough during sparring a few days ago. So, Damian got a hit in with his katana." Shaking my head, I kiss over the marking.
He tenses up at first but soon relaxes into it. His fingers continue to brush over me as I take my time, making sure he enjoys this. "Happy Birthday, Timmy." I say, sliding his boxers off of him. His member jumps out in excitement. "Is this what you wished for?" I ask him, running my hand over his length.
His hands clench around my waist as he shakes his head yes. Leaning down, I kiss all the way down his shaft to his tip. "Don't tease me!" Tim begs me, buckling into my hand.
Continuing to pump him, I kiss his lips. "Calm down, Baby! It's you're birthday, let me please you." I tell him, pushing him onto his back. Groaning, he obeys me. Smiling, I lean down and take his tip into my mouth. More moans spill from him as he digs his nails into my flesh.
"Y/N!" Tim says in an annoyed moan. He tries bucking deeper into my mouth, but I pull far enough away that his tip is the only thing still in my mouth. Humming out in disappointment causes him to start squirming. Pulling away from Tim, I laugh at him. "Y/N! Don't do this! Please don't do this!" He begs, clawing at me some more.
His nails digging into me weirdly turns me on. As I trace the outline of his abs and v-line, I laugh at his neediness. "Calm down, let me please you! It is you're birthday after all." I whisper the last part in his ear sexually, causing him to squirm more.
Whining, he pushes my head back to his penis. "Y/N! Please?! I don't want to make a mess!" He whines, trying to shove me down again and keeping his cum in at the same time. Sighing out annoyed, I obey him. As soon as he's in my mouth, he releases.
Pulling away from him, I laugh some more. Tim's hands are spread out on the bed as his eyes are closed in peace. "Did I really get you that wined up?" I ask him, tracing my finger tips over his chest.
Laughing at me, Tim rubs my sides again. "Yes you did." He tells me before kissing me again. Flipping us over, he kisses down my neck. "Do you want to?" He asks me, letting his hands rest on my hips as he continues kissing down my body.
Flipping us back over, I kiss his lips again. "If you want too." I answer back once we pull apart. Excitement flickers in his eyes as he reaches for the side table. Flipping us over, he looks through the drawer till he finds a condom. As he tries to open the packet, I rake my hand through his hair.
Not really paying attention, I yanking on a strained. Tim stiffens as his breath quicks. "God dammit! Why do I have so many turn ons?" Tim murmurs, ripping open the packing. Laughing at Tim, I help rolling the plastic on him. "You ready?" He asks me before kissing me again.
This time the kiss is long and gentle. When we pull apart, I roll us back over. "I'm ready." I whisper out before sliding onto him. Moaning out, I throw my head back. Tim does the same as he grips my hips. Slowly, he lifts me up and down. It doesn't take Tim long to find my g-spot and when he does, I scream for him.
Flipping us over, he strings one of my legs over his shoulder so he can hit into the spot deeper. Clawing at him, I let happy tears roll down my face. My voice bounces off the wall, screaming for Tim. Orgasm after orgasm hits me as Tim manages to hold on. "I got you! I got you Y/N! Calm down, Baby!" He tells me, wiping my tears away. Clinging to him, I cry into his chest.
He holds me up as he continues thrusting into me. "I love you." He tells me, running a hand through my hair. Calming myself down, I manage to say it back before another orgasm hits me. This time when I scream for him, Tim screams back.
Clinging to each other, we both come down from our highs. "You're an asshole, Tim! You know that? You took forever to break on purpose!" I yell at him, beating on his chest.
Grabbing my hands, he kisses them. "I know, Baby, I know! I just love it when you become a mess because of it!" He tells me, laughing sweetly.
"You really are an asshole." I mumble before forcing him down into a kiss. "Happy Birthday, Babe!" I tell him when we pull apart.
Sliding a strained of my hair behind my ear, he kisses my forehead. "Thanks for making my birthday wish come true." He tells me before sliding off the bed.
"Of course." I say, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as he slips his boxers back on. Turning around, he pushes me back on the bed for a quick kiss. When he gets off of me, he walks into his closet.
Closing my eyes, I stay laying on the bed. A few minutes later, Tim is laying on top of me again, fully clothed this time. "You're tempting me for another round." He tells me, running a finger down my body, stopping right above my core. "You shouldn't do that." He tells me, pulling away and throwing my cloths at me.
Laughing, I slowly put my cloths back on. "God dammit, you're such a tease!" He tells me, kissing my neck.
"I try!" I say, patting his cheek before walking over to his desk. "Happy Birthday!" I say, handing over the wrapped box.
He gives me a puzzled look, but takes the box anyway. "I thought you already gave me my present." He says, setting the box on the floor and pulling me in his lap.
Wrapping his arms around my waist, he kisses up my neck. "No, that was just a special surprise!" I tell him, pulling away and handing him the box again. We both laugh as he rips the wrapping paper off the box.
The colorful paper liters the floor as he eagerly snaps the box open. "Ah! Babe! You shouldn't have!" He says, taking out one of the flavored coffee packs. Leaning forward, I kiss his cheek. "You missed." He tells me, pulling me back for a real kiss.
When we pull apart, we both laugh. "Lets go down stairs! They're probably wondering where we are!" I say, grabbing his hand and pulling him downstairs into the kitchen. Grabbing my waist, Tim throws me over his shoulder. "Tim! Put me down!" I say, a blush crawling into my face.
"Okay" He says, putting me down after smacking my ass.
My face heats up as I look at everyone in the room. Jason is smirking as Tim is a smiling mess. Damian looks disgusted as Dick looks shocked. Alfred is his normal smiling self as Bruce looks like he can't decide wether to pat Tim on the back or yell at him.
"What took you so long?" Jason asks, walking up to the two of us.
Grabbing my waist, Tim pulls me back against him. My face heats up even more as he kisses my jaw. "Uhh... so... sorry! I was.... busy!" I stutter out nervously.
Wiggling his eyebrows, Jason asks "Busy doing what?"
My face heats up even more as I say "Bus.... busy doing s.... stuff?" I say more as a question then an answer.
Smugly, Tim says "I'm stuff!" His arms tighten around my waist as he kisses down my jaw to my neck.
"Shut up!" I yell, elbowing him as, once again, my face heats up.
Tim laughs at me as he wraps me up again. "I hope you guys used protection." Bruce mumbles, sipping his coffee.
"Of course we did." Tim says, spinning me around and kissing my lips again. I happily kiss back as he holds my forearms. Pulling away from me, he smiles before going to get his own cup of coffee.
Locking Tim in his arms, Jason gives him a nuggy. "Your Birthday is off to a good start!" Jason says as Tim tries to get out of his hold....