Batfam, titans, etc smut & fluff

wow, the sins reflect. okay - dick gayson (comic)

"awe, come on dickie!" y/n pleaded, dragging her best friend by the arm to the carnival games. Dick huffed a laugh as he followed the bubbly girl to the games. "You too, dami!" 

Damian Wayne and Tim Drake, two of Dick's brothers, had joined y/n and dick on their day off from patrolling Gotham to relax at the carnival. Neither Tim nor Damian had been before. Tim had seen a friend and went off with him. 

"Jon's here somewhere. maybe by the concessions" Kon Kent was telling Damian before walking off with Tim. Dami stayed with y/n and dick anyway. 

"y/n, cease this foolishness" Damian huffed as she dragged him and dick to the tents gull of games. a small smile formed on his lips nonetheless. 

"Awe! Dami. you're smiling! you're such a cutie. why don't you pick the first game?" She cooed at him as she excitedly pulled him to some games he might like. He looked around at the various games presented for kids and adults of all ages. then the popping of balloons became apparent.  "That one" 

Y/n nodded, handing Damian a ticket (Bruce had bought them a hundred beforehand). "don't throw them at anyone" Dick called as he stood to the side, watching his brother and best friend. 

With the precise flick of his wrist, Damian had popped 12 balloons with the darts he was given. He only had to pop 3, but knowing him, he'd go above and beyond. It was adorable to y/n how abstract he was with things. The girl at the booth popped her gum, handing Damian a giant stuffed panda that was almost as tall as he was. 

"It's so fluffy!" Y/n and dick had never seen Damian smile as big as he was. It was a sight to see, and they were the ones seeing it in person. 

"Grayson, be a good brother and hold this please" Dick raised an eyebrow. if Damian used please, then something else unseen was going to happen, and it was usually murder. 

Instead, he tugged on y/n's sleeve and hugged her. "thank you", was mumbled against her shirt. Y/n hugged him back, smiling into his hair. "I'm glad you're having fun. Thank you for coming with us" 

"Damian!" Jon was walking over to them. Damian hugged y/n one last time, then took his stuffed panda from dick and walked off with Jon. 

Dicks hands snaked their way around y/n's waist. "I've never seen him this happy before. He always has a great time when you're here" 

They stayed like that, watching Damian and Jon play another game across the way. It wasn't unusual for them to be this intimate. Sure, they were best friends, but they openly flirted with each other and were comfortable enough to be a couple like in public. be damned of the tabloids and their rumors. 

"what next?" 

"you decide dickie! today is a day for everyone to relax. I know school has been rough on you this week. We both have graduation coming up soon, and I know your AP exams are in a couple weeks. so just relax, okay? you get to pick what we do next" y/n smiled up at him, as she was shorter by a few inches. her eyes sparkling from the carnival lights. Dick sighed softly and squeezed her tighter against him. 

"The house of mirrors" was more a question than an answer, but she took it as a suggestion and slipped from his arms, pulling dick by his hand to the line. 

Some nights, the house of mirrors would let one person through at a time, other times it was groups. Tonight was couples night. The couple that went in had 15 minutes to make it out of the maze-like mirror house, and then the next couple would be sent in. It was dick and y/n's turn, and they walked hand in hand. 

It was a maze inside. Each mirror seemed to go on forever. y/n ran ahead of dick, getting lost in a circle of mirrors. Her own reflection staring at herself as she turned in a circle. Giggling softly, she watched as dicks reflection replaced her own, smiling at her. "Whatcha doing?" 

"I'm lost, obviously" y/n rolled her eyes at him.  He moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. It was the two of them looking back at each other. His lips smiling into y/n’s neck as he started to kiss her. “What are you doing, mr grayson?” Her tone was playful, a laugh slipping between her words. 

“I'm sorry.” 

“Don't be” y/n turned in his arms, draping hers over his shoulders and giving him a gentle smile. “These mirrors are super fun. How much longer do we have here?” 

“10 minutes,” dick said slowly, wondering where this was going. y/n just smiled, pecking his lips slightly, then moving her hands to trail down his torso. Her lips quirked up  as she gradually lowered onto her knees. Nails gripping his belt loops and pulling his hips towards her, eyelashes batting as she looked up at him. “May i?” 

Dick’s mouth was slightly open, letting his tongue drag across his bottom lip as he looked down at her beautiful form. Her fingers pried at his jeans, unzipping them slowly to tease him. 

“Babe, you don't have to-”

“Sh, relax. I’ve done this hundreds of times.” It was true, she had in fact done this before. Blowing her best friend and making him fall in love with her even more. They often fucked too, it was an agreement. They would release their sexual frustration and urges with each other instead of finding some potential diseased person who would treat them shittily. So they used each other because they trusted the other. What they didn't expect was to fall in love. It was a ruse; a game in which they do everything together and the first one to fall in love loses. They both lost without telling the other. 

y/n didn't let that get in between them though, as she took him into her mouth. Her tongue darted out, swirling and dragging along the bottom of dick’s, well, dick. The low hum of a groan resonated in dick’s throat as he watched her, the mirrors mimicking each reflection just the same. His hands wound into her hair, rocking softly into y/n’s mouth. She looked up, their eyes locking as dick came quickly. y/n’s nails dug into his hips as she kept him from bucking wildly into her, fucking her throat until she couldnt speak. That would come at a later date. ;)

Dick handed her a pop from his backpack. y/n took it, downing half of it and handing it back to him. She rolled her eyes playfully as she kissed him softly. “Asshole”

“Love you too.”

y/n rolled her eyes again. 

“No, really. I do love you. I.. i think i fell in love with you” dick ahd blurted out. His hands holding hers. “Me too” 

They kissed again, this time slowly and passionately. Maybe they would become better friends, maybe something more. Who knows? Love does crazy things to people in gotham.