Aphrodisiac for the Day Others/Nightwing 3/4
Fic: Aphrodisiac for the Day
Author: Nightwing_subs
Pairing: LiveWire/Nightwing, Primat/Nightwing, Bane/Nightwing, Supergirl/Nightwing, Catwoman, Nightwing, Slade/Nightwing
Summary: Everyone - men, women, alien - wants a piece of Nightwing. In response to LA Pettirojo’s request for a fic that would show NW as youthful and androgynous.
Warning: Non-con groping and inappropriate sexual behavior, Dub-con sex
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But the cat fight between a supergirl and a catwoman could not be ignored. Not even when it was happening in a hidden dank alley. Selena’s growls complemented Kara’s heat blasts, and it wouldn’t be long before the residents in the nearby buildings would raise hell to find out what the hell was going on. Dick didn’t even know why it happened, he didn’t care, he just had to stop it before someone else, civilians especially, was hurt.
A somersault landed him in the middle of their next blows. But he had anticipated their movements to ensure that he could stop them from landing a punch on one another without taking the impact himself. What he didn’t expect were their accessories, and all ladies have them. Selena’s sword was meant to painfully prod the Girl of Steel’s shoulder, and Supergirl’s curled fingers were aimed at squeezing Catwoman’s elbow.
Obviously they just wanted to maim - and not kill - each other.
Swoosh!
The sword ran through the Kevlar covering Nightwing’s right pectoral, and manicured fingernails crunched around his left. The hero could only stand still as one wrong jerk or step could slice him with the blade or cripple him with Kryptonian strength. One good thing that did come out of it was the two ladies’ noticing him - at last - and realizing the danger that he was in, froze them literally in combat.
“Grayson!”
“Nightwing!”
“Uh…could you ladies just get this over with…and step back?”
Grudges were forgotten at the thought that they just might split in two Batman’s favorite son. Nodding at each other, Supergirl and Catwoman slowly pulled away, the former untwisting her fingers and the latter with a snail-like pace that no one believed possible of her withdrew her weapon.
Nightwing, who had been holding his breath for a span of two minutes, finally exhaled - and then gasped again as pieces of the Kevlar on his chest fell out in the form of two dark circles, casualties of Catwoman’s attack and Supergirl’s pinch.
But the two costumed women were not fighting each other anymore. Rather, they were staring at him at his exposed nipples that were now peeking out of gaping holes in his costume. A red flush crept over his face, almost complementing the gorilla’s red bite mark on his neck. Selena was smiling now like the proverbial cat that had eaten the canary, and Kara was openly drooling.
“What do you say, Supergirl?” Selena jerked her head at her ex-opponent. “Stop the war and divide the spoils?”
“Uh-huh,” Kara mumbled as she blew super breath in Dick’s direction, just enough to make him sway and open his arms and expose his chest some more…
Then the Maid of Might toppled to the ground unceremoniously, a green-filled tube sticking out of her arm. Before Catwoman could react, she fell down face forward too, a similar tube this time packed with white fluid piercing her leg.
Then, crippled by the sudden disappearance of the swaying artificial wind, Nightwing almost joined them. But powerful arms hauled him upward, flying him out of the alley. Seconds later, he was sprawled lying on his back on a roof.
But his savior who was now hovering over him was an assassin garbed in orange and blue, and not the primary colors of a Superman.