THE BATMAN KINK MEME
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"I can't, oh, God, oh, fuck me, I can't, Batman, I can't, I'm... ohfuckpleaseletmecome!"
Feeling the Batman's throaty laugh around the tip of his cock, seeing the man's lips parted, mouth open, Gordon's leaking cock resting against the inside of his cheek, sharp teeth gently grazing underneath the crown and that skilled tongue rubbing up and down against the slit, Gordon lost himself completely. His orgasm hit him hard, like a punch, his body bucking and head dropping back. He had to bite down on the back of his own hand to keep from alerting the entire precinct that their Commissioner just had the greatest head in his entire life - and that he got it from the man he was supposed to be hunting.
After a few long moments of bliss and the Batman milking the remaining drops of come from Gordon's cock, the vigilante slipped out from under the desk and stood up, every bit as proud and strong as he was when he first came into Gordon's office. The only difference was, now his lips were red and Gordon could see some drops of come on the man's jaw and that was nearly enough to get the older man ready for another round.
"They're out there," Gordon said softly, head still back and eyes locked on the masked man beside him, "They're hunting you. It won't be safe to go out tonight."
The Batman smirked and leaned down over Gordon and let their lips brush, Batman's cape falling over the other man and tickling him in all the right places. "Then maybe I should stay here for a few hours," He rasped out, moving in to trace the shell of Gordon's ear with his tongue, that damn tongue and Gordon reached up and gripped at the man's arms, needing something, anything to hold onto, lest his remaining bits of self control snap. Gordon nodded weakly, trying to silently tell Batman that letting him stay in his office seemed like an ingenious idea.
"Your turn, Commissioner," The Batman said, voice all gravel and rasp and it was a command, not a request, "Get under your desk."
Gordon moaned. He couldn't wait to see just how fast Batman's suit could come off.
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that made me spill my drink. i totally wasn't expecting that
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