Azula burns bright (bornoffire) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-05-22 01:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, azula, dick grayson (nightwing) |
"This...isn't like some kind of sex dungeon thing, right?"
Who: Dick Grayson and Azula
What: Azula breaks in a virgin, but doesn't invite him to breakfast.
When: Yesterday!
Where: Wayne Enterprises and then her condo
Rating: Lets call this an R. The good stuff glossed over!
A motorcycle pulled up in front of Wayne Enterprises. Red, of course. It looked fast. The woman on it was wearing jeans and a red shirt. Her helmet had flames on it. Azula flipped up the visor of her helmet and scanned the outside of the building.
Dick was on his way out of work, with a couple of stolen and secret senseo pods in his pockets, and a briefcase balanced under one arm. He was thinking about the next meeting he was doing the visual aids for, and not anything about the girl from the beach, especially since he'd come off so dorky the other day...then his eyes caught sight of the bike. Interested, he glanced in that direction.
She pointed at him, "You! Get on the bike. Now."
"Uh..." Dick searched around in his head to be sure he didn't have anything he HAD to do, then decided screw it, even as he walked toward her and the bike. He hadn't actually thought they'd stay in touch or anything, so he was...pretty surprised. But did hop on. "Hi." he settled for. "How did you uh..."
"I found you on the Valarnet," Azula replied, planting a helmet on his head. "Hold on. Touch my breasts and you lose a hand." Without waiting for a response, she took off.
Dick held on, but he was careful not to touch anything anyway. That wasn't...you didn't DO that at this stage in their relationship, if you could call it that.
Azula had already decided what she wanted to do at this stage of their relationship. Just pray Dick lives through the night. She pulled into an expensive looking condo complex, parking in the garage.
Dick glanced around the complex, surprised that they seemed to be going to her place. That was, wow. Pretty fast moving, wasn't it? HE didn't know if he should be worried or not.
Azual grabbed him by the tie, hauling his ass through the garage, and into the elevator. She gave him a good look over once it started moving up. He was pretty hot. She normally wouldn't go for someone like him. But to break a virgin? Azula was making an exception.
"Wait wait...whoa are we...." Dick stopped asking questions after the first attempt to get one out aand just kind of stumbled a little as she hauled him. Once they were in the elevator? He was totally and completely silent. Whoa...what was...
She smirked at him, taking her helmet off as she tugged him out of the elevator and to her condo. It had a palm print lock, which she used, then pushed him through the door, locking it behind them. Yanking him forward by the collar, she kissed him hard.
"Oompmmm..." And Dick kind of stopped making noises that were words at this point, in favor of the whole being kissed thing. Whoa. Those were...reallly strong lips.
And teeth. She chewed on his lip. Please let him not be kissing like a fish, that would ruin the mood she'd worked up for this!
Please. He may have never had sex, but that didn't mean he hadn't kissed anyone before. Kissing was one of those middle school things. Pretty hard to not have picked up on that or found anyone to kiss. So yeah, he was perfectly okay at that.
Not bad! Azula pushed him through the condo towards the bedroom, grabbing her duffel bag from the closet as they passed it.
Dick stumbled backwards a little, and he kind of...kept going. Because thinking about this? This was probably a good thing in the long run, right? It wasn't like it would turn out to be weird at all later, right? Right? Oh what the hell, he was going anyway.
She broke the kiss long enough to peel her top off, then start unbuttoning his shirt. She should have brought him to the Thorn but that probably would have scared him off too quickly.
Yeah, that was not the kind of place to lose it, really, for most people anyway. Well, probably not. Dick wondered if he should do anything to uh help her with things at all....Maybe if...he reached out a hand, uncertain.
"Pathetic." She took his hand and planted it firmly on a breast.
"Well look I didn't know if you were okay with..." Dick went ahead and started lightly sort of...stroking the breast. Women were into that, right?
"I'll let you know when I'm not okay with something." She let him touch her for a few moments, before impatience rear it's head. She pushed him onto the bed and straddled him. In a fluid motion she pushed his hands up and cuffed them to the headboard of her bed.
"Oh...kay..." That came out in a little squeak as she straddled him and then, seriously, there were cuffs? That was when Dick started to realize just what he might have gotten himself into and his eyes widened. He didn't exactly try to speak up about it, mind you.
She tugged his shirt open and grinned at him, while rocking her hips teasingly. She trailed her sharp nails down his chest, intent on leaving marks, "I've always liked it a little rough."
"I...see..." Dick swallowed a little, "That's um...good to know?"
"Mm." She got off of him, making a show of removing her jeans and displaying her body.
Dick watched her and he let out a little squeak that showed that, yeah, he was enjoying this so far, at least mostly. He might have done without the cuffs but, you know, it was working out.
She stared at him a moment. Her dominatrix outfit would probably turn him into a drooling, blubbering idiot. Which wasn't very sexy. Funny. But not sexy. Best to work him up slowly before she broke out the taser.
Yeah, that was probably for the best. You know. Go easy on the poor kid and all. Who apparently was really liking this part of things.
Off went Dick's pants! Azula licked her lips, and for the next several minutes made sure he'd last longer when it really counted.
So this was...wow. This was what sex was like? Well. Wow. He was sort of shocked that he'd been missing out on THIS. Not for any moral reasons either, but just from not having had TIME and all.
Azula finished with part one, which generally involved a lot of tongue. Part two, for that she freed one of his hands, deigning to let him touch her.
Part two was probably going to be pretty epic if that had been part one. Now, Dick let his hand wander and went ahead with the whole exploring thing. He'd actually done a lot of reading on the subject and so, even though he was clumsy at first, basically had some ideas about what to do, now that he was sure she was really okay with this.
Azula let herself enjoy it. She never let men or women touch her when she was the Blue Flame at the dungeon. Dick had potential - and Azula was nothing if not selfish enough to want to make him compare her to every woman he'd ever be with.
Well then, Dick wasn't sure what she was apparently seeing in him, but he wasn't going to waste the opportunity either. Not at all. And yeah. he probably WOULD be making that comparison.
Part two wasn't really doing it for her, so she cuffed his free arm again, suited little Robin up, and set about turning the boy wonder into a man.
When that was over, Dick was sort of even more mindblown than before. "Damn..." he managed. "Just...damn." He'd totally hung out with the wrong people in college.
Azula rested on top of him, trailing little circles on his chest with one nail. She might have even drawn a little blood. Lazily, she undid the cuffs holding his hands in place.
And he let both of his hands free and went ahead with, you know, participating more thoroughly. "So..." Dick asked her at that point. "Why uh...well, why me? I mean if you're used to other stuff, I've got to be kind of boring at this point."
"You have potential. I can mold you into something better!" She beat her fist in his chest, grinning at him, "And I've always wanted to break a virgin in."
"So that wasn't subtle at all. Figures." Dick admitted ruefully. "But hey, not that I'm complaining." He gave her a little grin back.
Azula shifted, shimmying her hips. She smirked at him, "Nothing to complain about?"
"It...there were things to complain about?" Dick asked, giving her a bright smile. "I didn't think there were any."
"Good answer." She traced her name in his chest, then slid off him. She was wondering if it was time for part 4, or if she want to kick him out. He sure wasn't going to be staying for breakfast.
Azula got up, bending over to sift through her duffel back. She straightened, and turned, holding her custom taser, and giving him a coy smile, "This will only hurt a little bit."
Dick kept his eyes focused there all right and almost didn't hear that last bit. "I uh... hurt?" he asked, "This...isn't like some kind of sex dungeon thing, right?"
"What, would you prefer whips and chains? Those are so outdated."
"Uh, no, just...checking." Dick managed, a little uncertainly.
Setting the taser to it's lowest setting, she trailed it along Dick's thigh, "The safety phrase is Robin's Egg."
"I...riight..." He started then...whoa...that was kind of... "What the..." he muttered.
That characteristically cruel smile asserted itself again. Azula brought the device up Dick's chest, "Pleasure and pain go hand in hand." Part 4? Was going to be so much fun.