Prompt Post - Part Four [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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Dick blamed it all on the suit. If she'd shown up at the Gotham charity ball wearing a gown like he'd expected, they wouldn't be pressed together in a little alcove between two columns with her mouth tracing a hot line along his throat. If she'd just worn a dress they might have at least waited until getting back to base before starting to tear each other's clothes off.
But instead she'd shown up to the event wearing a suit perfectly tailored to show off every curve of her, the swell of her breasts under the jacket and the long line of her legs in those tuxedo pants. Her hair was pulled back and twisted into a slick ponytail that hung down her back. The arch of her neck looked impossibly beautiful against the stark white of her shirt and the darkness of her bow tie.
Artemis had been breathtaking. She was here as Dick Grayson’s arm candy, civilian identities only tonight, and she stood out from crowd. He knew as soon as she grinned at him and remarked casually that she 'wasn't a gown kid of girl' that they'd wind up here. During the whole night of circumspect surveillance he had been barely able to keep his hands off her and now, finally, their mark had left for the evening and Kaldur and M'Gann had taken over. They were finally left to their own devices.
And what was a clandestine tryst between friends?
"God, Dick, your hands are amazing," she whispered against his skin as one hand traced from her clavicle down to her breasts to settle against her waist. The heavy fabric was cool under his hands as he pushed her shirt up to brush his thumb over the smooth skin of her stomach before making quick work of her belt.
His hips stuttered forward against her thigh as he flicked the button of her trousers and tugged the zipper down. She arched and cursed as he slipped clever fingers under the damp silk of her panties to press against the wet heat of her.
"Shhhh," Dick was shuddering with laughter as his fingers flicked her clit. "You'll get us in trouble."
"I'll show you trouble," Artemis growled and leaned forward to nip against his laughing mouth. She pressed her thigh forward to rub him through his trousers and fisted one hand into his shirt to tug him closer. "Get you back for this." Her mouth slid down to his earlobe, his pulse point, before she had to break off with a muffled moan as he pressed a finger inside her. "God, Dick."
"You look gorgeous," he murmured against her skin as he thrust another finger inside of her while his thumb rubbed quick circles against her clit. She was flushed and panting against the wall with her pants undone and jacket all rumpled. Her hair was coming out of its twist and sticking against the side of her neck. She was slick and hot against his hand and Dick couldn't stop himself from rubbing against her through his pants. "God, you're amazing."
His free hand came up to cup her breast through the stiff material of her shit and she bit down on her lip to suppress a moan as her nipple hardened to his touch. She was already getting close, Dick could tell. With every press of his fingers she let out a small, hungry sound as her hips rolled up to meet his rhythm. He pressed a sucking kiss to the side of her throat and sped his fingers up. "C'mon, come on."
Artemis reached down to grasp his wrist and hold his hand there as her hips rocked up to meet his fingers once, twice, three times before she stiffened, shuddered, and came with a soundless gasp. Then she went boneless and slumped back against the wall as she gasped for breath before reaching out for Dick and catching him in a wet kiss. She grinned lazily against his mouth before tugging his sticky hand up and sucking his fingers into her mouth.
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