Dick Grayson One-Shots { requests open }

hi u can skip this if ur not a lesbo its not abt dick 😃

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𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗽 (𝗶𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝘆): steph x masc lesbo 😃

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 602

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: i'm gay

𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: i'm not saying it's smut but it might be borderline smut. IM JUST TRYING IT OUT OKAY???
update: im 381 words into this and my religious guilt is kicking in lord help me 😳 i've never even kissed anyone wHAT AM I DOING
update 555 words: okay so it's not smut it's just pre snut 😭😭 i'm too much of a wimp 😭

𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆: ME SUCK IT UP LOSERS

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Stephanie wasn't all that sure what time it was, but she knew it was late. She'd gotten home from patrol with Dick (see i mentioned him losers suck it up) hours ago but never managed to get to sleep. It wasn't any secret why. Steph wanted to see her. Her being Mack, Steph's hot, gorgeous, funny, perfect girlfriend.

Steph was tossing and turning in bed, her body feeling a thousand degrees despite the frosty weather outside. She couldn't get those blue eyes, that short, brown hair, that mischievous grin out of her head. She wanted her— right that second.

Finally, Steph couldn't fight it anymore. She rolled over and picked up her phone, squinting against the bright glow of the screen. She went to her messages and clicked on Mack's name. She hastily typed a text and sent it without even bothering to fix the typos. She praised whatever lesbian god was out there as she saw the three bubbles that implied an incoming response. And, again thanks to the lesbian god, Mack was on her way.

Steph rolled back over onto her pillow and let out a shaky exhale. Her heart pounded just as it had the first time she'd laid eyes on her girlfriend. She fell in love with her again every single second.

Steph stifled an exicted giggled as she hopped off her bed and ran over to open her window for her lover. After finishing with that task, she grabbed a sock from the floor and went to tie it on her door handle. God knows she didn't need Tim walking in like he had last time.

And, then, ten agonizing minutes later, rustling could be heard outside before Steph's favorite lesbian crawled in through the window. God, even the way she crawled turned Steph on.

"Hey, Blondie," Mack smirked, raking her fingers through her short, silky hair. "Miss me?"

"Fuck, yes," Steph breathed as she rushed forward and the girls' lips collided. It was like a game of tug-of-war as they stumbled over to the bed. Mack gently pushed Steph down and climbed on top of her, parting lips only for a brief second before reconnecting. Steph felt vibrations all over her body as she messily began to pull Mack's flannel off. She tossed it to the ground and sat up as Mack pulled at her white tank top. Soon, Steph was left in just a sports bra. After that, it was Mack's turn. Steph desperately pulled at the other girl's tight, black t-shirt. She struggled, which Mack found amusing. She pulled away from the blonde, panting softly as a small smirk took over her features. She pulled off her shirt, revealing her own sports bra. Steph exhaled, a grin taking over her face as she traced her fingers down Mack's toned abdomen. She moved forward, kissing Mack's tan skin and making her way up her chest all the way to her lips. Mack pushed her back against the pillows and untied her pajama bottoms. Steph couldn't keep a smile from her face as she panted and watched her girlfriend take control.

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