Intoxicating💋[COMPLETE]

Chapter 1

For the sake of comfort, I have made the characters to be in their 20s or older. But you can age them however you want.

[Warning] It may trigger things like PTSD so read at your own comfort.

It started at the end of patrol. Robin caught a whiff of something. It smelled spicy and warm, yet also had a tint of citrus and fruit. It messed with his head. He lifted up his arm and sniffed, but it wasn't from him. "Do you smell that?" It seemed Red hood had also smelt it as he also looked around looking for the source.
"Smell what?" Red robin, Batman and Nightwing looked at the duo as if they were going crazy. He turned around as the scent got stronger and found that the source seemed to be coming from behind him. He turned around and the red spotted hero that was meant to be standing behind him no longer was, along with the black cat.

"Where are Ladybug and Chat Noir?"

As soon as he had said that, he heard a squeak from inside his ear along with a breathy "Chat". The voice sent shivers down his spine. Then realisation dawned on him, the mangy cat had gotten to her. Damn him and his enhanced smelling. Before anyone could stop him, he began following the scent along buildings and alleyways until he finally stopped outside two shops. He heard a thump behind him.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to make sure you don't do anything stupid. I can smell it too."

Robin turned and glared at Red hood.

A sudden moan interrupted him as he whipped his head back. The smell had gotten strong; too strong.

"Alfred, mute our comms." he heard Red hood say from behind him.
A chorus of "what?" and "what's going on?" could be heard from the other three vigilantes. Alfred knew by now not to question their decisions and in a matter of seconds, the confusion blasting in their ears from their brothers and father was silenced.

The scent sent Robin's libido into hyperdrive. He couldn't smell anything but it and although he would deny it till his grave, he could feel his suit getting tighter. He tried to calm his breathing. He'd watched people get blown up and died then came back to life so why on earth did he find it so hard to stop his forming erection??? He grunted as another moan clouded his brain.

Meanwhile, Red hood peered over at his brother and watched him with pity in his eyes. Hormones were a real bitch sometimes. Although, he had to admit even he was feeling a bit hot. The scent was just too much, he had to conjure up thoughts of disemboweled bodies just to calm his thoughts.

It was the squeal that got to him and Robin and they descended towards the alleyway packed between the two shops. As they got closer, the smell got stronger. When he turned the corner, his heart stopped.

Robin watched his brother and when he saw the look of utter disgust written on his face, he knew he had to act. Before Red hood could even stop him, he was around the corner and what he saw did in fact shock him as well.

Chat noir and Ladybug were in quite the compromising position. He held her on a metal box and gripped her thighs tight as he slammed his lips onto hers. His hands then moved to her hips and then her waist as he slowly trailed up and down getting closer and closer to her heavily heaving chest. He ground down on her hard giving her no time to catch her breath. He looked like a cat in heat. What Robin noticed first though, was the look of fear mixed with lust in her eyes, this was probably the first time she's been ...touched...by a man, or anyone in that sense.

The sight sent his stomach coiling and the bulge in his tights grew. The cat's ears twitched as he stopped and turned to face the heroes leaving a panting Ladybug. His eyes were as green as they'd ever been before and were heavily dilated. Robin couldn't blame the alley cat for doing what he did as any man in his right mind would pounce, however, Chat Noir was not any man; he was a superhero. And with powers came responsibility, one of those responsibilities being self restraint.