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Older Than My Years [V2]	By : stix Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 7281 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Recently just read the Batgirl comics when she and Superboy had an attraction. Kinda twisted it to the story! Wooo...

[Batgirl x Superboy] in this scene.

Batgirl swung around in Gotham. She landed ontop of a building and watched the people below. She noticed all the people’s expressions, couples hugging and kissing. It made her heart sink a little. She kept reading the same expressions. “I need you…I want you…I love you…”

She looked away and thought about the cruise…about Superboy. Bruce had been cross with her since she got back and had been too busy to look her way. She would sneak a phone call here and there to Carl, talking for a few minutes before Bruce intercepted the call and told her to get off the phone.

“High speed service to Pheonix, stopping at Hub City, Jefferson City, Kansas City and Smallville.” The service train announcer said through the speakers.

Cassandra stood above the train, taking a look around at Gotham. As the train took off she jumped on, holding onto the roof.

She called Oracle and told her she was going to Smallville. Barbra was kind enough to say she would cover for her.

Upon arriving in Smallville she went straight to Carl’s house. Peaking in the window he was in his boxers listening to heavy metal and making an air guitar. She opened the window when his back was turned and slammed it shut on accident. He twirled around and looked at her, wide eyed.

“Holy heart attack! How did you find me?” He asked as she slowly took her mask off.

“Detective.” She replied, tossing the mask to the side and wrapping her arms around him, leaning in to kiss him.

There was a knock on the door, his Grandma came in looking around. Carl was on the bed trying to look as innocent as possible.

“I thought I heard a noise Conner.” She said looking around.

“No just a dream…”

“About what? Nightmares? Are you alright!” She asked concerned.

He laughed and shook his head, “No, it was about a really hot chick in black skin tight leather coming in through my window.”

“Oh ok..well…good night.”

She left and he sighed in relief. He bent down and lifted up his sheets, looking under his bed.

“You can come out now.” He told Cassandra.

She came out, tucking her hair behind her head. “Conner? Not Carl…”

She sat on his bed and looked around.

“Carl was my old identity, Conner sounds better anyways.”

He leaned in and kissed her, pushing her against the bed. She ran her hands down his chest, kissing him back.

He pulled at her suit and pulled back laughing. “Kinda hard to get this stuff off huh?”

Cassandra pushed him onto his back and slowly took her suit off, sitting back onto the bed in her undergarments. He sighed, looking at her body. It was smoking. He leaned in again as she pulled him closer to her.

He led kissed to her neck and down to her navel. Running his hands to his hips he slowly inched off her underwear. And settled his head between her legs. Spreading her legs, he nuzzled against her folds; she gasped and bit her lip. He slowly pulled her lips apart, licking the small ball of nerve. She moaned softly, bucking her hip. He drew her heat to his mouth, holding on to her thighs as his tongue probed around.

Conner pushed his fingers across Cass’s clit quickly for a minute before slowly pushing his tongue across it. He pushed his lips against her sucking her roughly continuing to flick his tongue across her clit quickly. He grasped her backside tightly his eyes staring directly up at her enjoying her reactions to his tongue.

She quickly turned away and blushed. She bucked her hips a little and let out a small squeal. Conner chuckled some before he rushed his tongue inside of her really fast; his hands trailing up to her breasts slowly running his finger tips down her body. Cass rested her head on the bed and bit her lip. She took small breaths of air before each moan.

Conner pulled away from her, wiping his mouth. He sat up, Cassandra propping herself on her elbows, watching as he wiggled out of his boxers. His massive length sprung free. He was large, way larger, than Tim and about the same length as Bruce, but his was less thicker. He blushed as he noticed her eyes trained on his organ.

“I need to get a condom…” He said quickly, hoping she didn’t hear.

He leaned over, staring right at her, his right hand looking around his nightstand for a spare condom. There was none. He cursed under his breath and got off the bed. Rummaging through the drawers.

“Damnit!”

He stood up and looked at her, she stared back at him.

“We can’t do this…I don’t have…protection.”

Cassandra looked away and leaned over the bed, looking for her belt. She pulled out a small roll of something; she had taken it from the drug store in the train station, leaving money on the counter of course. She handed it to him. It was a roll of condoms, different colors.

He read the package. “Glow in the dark…whoa.”

Cassandra giggled as Conner moved between her legs. Taking a condom from the roll and rolling it onto him. It was a bright blue color. He rested on his elbows, which were paced on either side of her head. He slowly pushed himself into her, groaning.

“Cass…” he mumbled, picking up speed.

Cassandra moaned softly, trying to keep her voice down. Conner placed kisses on her neck, his head resting in her hair as he pumped into her. She brought her hands to his bare back, feeling his muscles. She moaned as he thrusted harder into her, a hand leading to her hip to hold her there.

She wrapped her legs around him as he pushed deeper into her. His breathing increased, running a hand to her clothed breast and rubbing her nipple with his thumb. Cassandra arched her back, his hand moving to her lower back and holding her against him as he slammed into her with more force.

The bed was slowly knocking against the wall, he got a little worried that his grandma would come in, especially while they were in the middle of sex. Cassandra noted his concern on his face and rolled him onto his back. He thrusted up into her as she was grinding down onto him.

He rested his hands on her waist and groaned. Cassandra leaned over, kissing his chest. She reached a hand over to the lamp and turned it off, and sure enough the condom was glowing brightly.

Conner laughed a little at the sight. He slowed down, holding Cassandra tight against his body. He smelt her hair and rolled over again, attempting not to crush her with his weight.

He pushed back into her, making her whimper as he passed her spot. He started to stroke against it, the head of his organ brushing constantly against it. She frowned and cried his name out, his mouth over hers to stop his grandma from hearing.

She came hard, making his sheets wet. It gave him more lubrication to pick up the pace. He held onto her, face inbetween her breasts and he pumped fast and hard into her. She moaned, holding his head between her and bucked her hips with him.

“Cass…” He grunted, thrusting several times into her, his headboard knocking into the wall, causing a small dent to form.

He held himself in her, spilling his seed into the condom. He leaded back on the heels of his feet and pulled out, his condom full of his white fluid. He pulled the condom off and looked for a trash can, tossing it at it and missing.

He cursed and moved to get off the bed, Cassandra grabbed onto his arm and pulled him back.

“Later.” She said, kissing him. He leaned into the kiss, running his fingers down her side and onto her thigh.

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Oracle was busy typing on her computer, motioring a shipment of gold to a new bank.

“Cassandra, you know better than to sneak up on me.” She said as Cassandra came from the shadows.

“Do you like boys?” She asked looking at a framed picture of Barbra and Dick.

“Yeah… I like some boys.”

“Do you like Dick?”

“Dick? He’s uh…I care for him a lot.”

Oracle turned around and stared up at the young girl, her cheeks flushed a little.

“Does this have to do with the Kansas boy?”

She didn’t say anything but looked down. Oracle took a sip from her mug and waved her hand.

“So who’s the lucky guy? Anyone I know?”

“Superboy.”

Oracle spat her coffee out and looked wide eyed at Cassandra.

“Bruce is going to kill me…” She muttered, looking back at Cassandra.

“Have Superboy and you…”

Cassandra opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted.

“Have they done what?”

Batman came from the doorway, a scowl on his face. Oracle looked at him and then Cassandra. He frowned at Oracle who turned her chair around and looked up.

“There’s trouble.”

People were trying to get the gold from the guards, they had attacked him. Batman and Batgirl were off in a flash.

Cassandra wasn’t concentrating and Batman knew it. He had to pick up her slack and it made him angry. He depended on her and she blew it all in one night. They stood atop a building, his back facing her. He rubbed his head and growled.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with you lately. Your concentration is slipping, you’re unfocused, distracted and unreliable. If you got better things to do than be Batgirl, Cass just say so. No one is forcing you.”

Cassandra looked down and shook her head. “No! I want to…I need to..”

Batman sighed, “Just go home and get some sleep.”

Cassandra nodded and turned to go, “And Cassandra…”

She looked back and he was staring down at her, “No more trips to Kansas.”

He shot a grappling hook to the side on another building and swung away. Cassandra pouted and looked down at her feet.

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“You wanted to talk?” Clark Kent, Superman, said flying down to Batman who was crouched on a small platform at the top of a building in Metropolis.

“Call your boy off, Clark.” He said angrily.

Superman raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean Bruce? What boy?”

“Superboy, tell him to stay away from Batgirl…or else…”

“Now hold on Bruce. Are you saying there is some kind of romance between Kon-El and…”

“I’m saying if I catch him sniffing around her I’ll..”

Clark interrupted him, “Excuse me? I think both are old enough to choose their own friends…”

“Just tell him Clark…tell him what I said.”

“Is there something going on between you and her?” Clark asked, crossing his arms.

Batman looked at him, his usual face lacking expression other than anger.

“Isn’t she too young…”

“I’ve been with young women before.”

“Young women yes, but not some one barely legal.”

“I don’t tell you how to lead your romantic life.”

“Bruce…”

Batman looked at him, shot a grappling hook and flew off, leaving Superman standing there his arms crossed.

“Asshole.” He breathed before flying back to the Daily Planet.
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