Love and Lust: Black Canary

Dinah was lost in her thoughts as she walked to the showers. The blonde beauty absentmindedly took off her dark blue jacket and kicked off her matching boots, thinking only of her current frustrations and bitterness towards her very recent ex-boyfriend, Oliver Queen.

She didn't hate the man, but she couldn't help but feel irritated whenever she thought about him, that and how distant their relationship had become, with it falling apart over a simple lack of communication. Maybe some time apart was what they needed, but what really ticked Dinah off was how quickly Oliver seemingly 'moved on' with various supermodels and wealthy bimbos, all thanks to his billionaire status.

And Dinah, she was left alone despite being the one to initiate the break-up in the first place. Well, not completely alone, she still led the Birds of Prey team, but still, she needed some way to vent out all her pent up frustrations, some way to prove to her ex that she had 'moved on' too, she needed...

She needed a man, if nothing more than as a quick rebound, a muscular stud that would literally fuck all her problems out of her.

As she came to that conclusion in the back of her mind, Dinah's outer senses picked up an odd noise emanating from the shower room, what sounded like a gagging, choking noise.

"Gaghk...gaghk...gaghk..."

How she noticed that, but not the sound of the running water, Dinah couldn't explain in retrospect, or why she chose to open the door without knocking first. All of these thoughts weren't really in the forefront of Dinah's mind until her hand unthinkingly opened the door for her.

"Gaghk! Gaghk! Gag--mmph?!?"

"Keep going Helena, that's right, clean my--"

Eyes wide in shock, Dinah jaw dropped as she took in the egregious sight before her. Dick Grayson, Nightwing, was there, obviously naked as he used the stall-less shower...and he wasn't the only one.

On his knees before him was Helena, who was in the middle of bobbing her mouth around Dick's manhood, which was sprung out, hard and rigid as it was driven down Dinah's teammate's throat.

The two of them immediately heard and turned to see Dinah walking in on them, and judging by their shocked expressions, they had been just as preoccupied as Dinah had been.

"Sorry! I thought that...I-I'll just go!" stammered Dinah as the steam of the shower finally hit her, which have the stunning siren as excuse to quickly turn and hide her blushing face as she promptly turned around and darted out of the room, hearing the faint sounds of Dick saying "Forgot to lock the door..." and Helena making some kind of gurgling noise, with her lips presumably still latched onto Dick's cock.

God, just thinking about how big he was, even from that brief glimpse Dinah could feel herself growing wet beneath her skintight leotard. The rest of Dick's chiseled body also took hold of her senses. She'd always discreetly admired the former Robin's new look, because Dick Grayson had grown into a hunk of a man that filled out his Nightwing costume very nicely. Dinah didn't think there was anything wrong with sneaking a quick peek or two at his athletic build, or his taut ass...but seeing him unwrapped from his costume made Dinah so dirty, it was like she had opened up a porno magazine...

She shook her head, trying to brush off what she had seen. As Dinah reclaimed her jacket and boots, she returned to her conflicted feelings. She definitely shouldn't be thinking this way about Dick, he was so much younger than her! And while Dinah didn't know his exact age, Dinah guessed she was at most twelve years older than the former Robin. Whatever, as handsome as he was, Dinah had never felt any kind of connection with the young man, why would she? She preferred older men anyway.

But as Dinah walked back into her room, she couldn't help but think about Dick. She'd never really noticed how blue his eyes were--and how dominant he'd looked, with Helena pleasuring him orally. He had dug his hands roughly into her hair, and Helena was so uncharacteristically submissive about it, what was that about? Dinah always viewed Dick as the lighter, straight-laced former ward of Batman, not a very serious type and fun to be around; when did he become the imposing, roguish figure that had complete control of Helena sexually? Then, a realization surged through Dinah, nearly causing her to let out an audible gasp.

Wasn't Dick already in a relationship?!? With what's-her-name... Starfire? Did Dinah just walk in on the former Boy Wonder's infidelity with one of her teammates, on the same day she'd asked him for help?!?

A range of emotions swelled within Dinah, but none of them were anger or disgust. No, she was just turned on, she was so goddamn turned on. What was worse was that she felt no shame in finding Dick Grayson attractive despite him seemingly being a cheating womanizer, no.

Instead, Dinah was just aroused to the point she couldn't help herself, locking her door and stuffing her hand into the bottoms of her outfit, desperate to relieve herself as soon as possible. As she quietly fingered herself, Dinah found herself excited at the prospect of a beefy stud residing in the same Clocktower as her, a man so depraved that he preyed upon the first woman he'd met to slake his lists upon. After all, if he really was a shameless cheating bastard, maybe Dick would be willing to help Dinah with her "problem"--

***

"GAGHK! GAGHK! GAGHK!"

These were the first sounds Dick heard only a few minutes after Dinah had walked in on them. The ever-insatiable Helena was forcing his erect length down her throat, as if she needed to get back Dick's attention from the fleeting glance he'd had of Dinah's beautiful features.

"Oh, augh, don't forget to breathe, Helena!" Dick grunted as he steadied himself, his fingers once again interlocked in Helena's soaking dark hair.

"GAAA--GGHHKK!!! Mmmgaghk! Enngahk!" gurgled Helena as she passionately inhaled his member even deeper. She was getting good at blowjobs, and Dick let out a sigh as her lower lip kissed his ballsack.

God, Helena has all in her tight throat, and she's a beautiful sight of her own, Dick thought to himself, staring into Helena's near-identical blue eyes as she suckled at the base of his cock.

He resisted the urge to caress her lovely face, unobscured by her mask. As tempting as it was, he knew that she'd take advantage of any kind of affection she'd direct at him.

Still, Dick couldn't help but feel excitement, rather than any kind of embarrassment towards the fact that Dinah, Black Canary, had walked in on them and seen him naked. The warm water splashing on their hot bodies, the fact that Helena had 'helped' him in the shower by rubbing her naked body all over his only minutes earlier--and on top of it all, two of them were so inflamed by passion that they were having sex in the Clocktower showers, where anyone could just walk in on them.

And someone did walk in on them...while Dick probably could have been more careful, the risk factor was a major contributor in why he'd gone all the way in the steamy shower sex he was having with Helena.

"Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmgaghk!" came the muffled cry of Helena, still engaged in her fellatio, but notably making more indignant sounds. Dick noticed the annoyed, and potentially envious look in her eyes.

Then she forcefully gulped even more of his prick, nearly causing Dick to lose his grip on her rapidly shifting head.

"What's with all the aggression? What, are you jealous of me looking at Dinah?" teased Dick as he clenched her head and pushed her further and further. Helena, of course, was unable to answer, only making incoherent choking sounds of protest.

"Mm! Mmmmgaghk!"

"I'll take that as a yes!--Ugh!" Dick groaned blissfully, firing his seed directly into Helena's stomach as he came. Helena passionately slurped and guzzled his cum, savoring his ejaculation's taste when he pulled out of her pouty lips.

"Mmmnwa!" gasped Helena gracefully, a small rope of seed trickling down her lip. Then she opened her mouth, showing off all the cum still in her maw--and swallowed, clearing her throat as she did so. "Mmmn...if you wanted to know, I wasn't jealous of you looking at Dinah...I was just worried that she'd join in and hog you for herself...then again, it would've been pretty fucking hot..." Dick glanced down and noticed the wet spot between her thighs, one not caused by the shower water.

Suddenly, Helena found herself pulled to her feet and turned around by him. She yelped cutely in false indignation as she was pinned to the shower wall by Dick, and grinned when she felt Dick's returning hardness slip between her legs. "Oooh...did I file you up, D-aghhh!!!" He thrusted wordlessly into her before she could finish her sentence, and grabbed hold of her wet dark hair "Ooh! Ha-ah! Yes! Yes! Fuck! Me! Dick!"

Dick gave Helena a grin of his own as he plowed her gushing quim, slapping her wet bodies together in an dominant embrace. Yet...now he couldn't get what Helena said out of his head--what if Dinah-?

***

Dinah waited until after they left to shower to confront Helena in her room as she changed. She didn't know why she felt the need to meet with Helena, or what she'd even say. All she did to know was whether Helena knew she was sleeping with a man who was already in a relationship---and Dinah needed someone, anyone, to unleash her frustrations at.

She made sure to wash her hands in the bathroom that was connected to her bedroom. As Dinah made her way to Helena's room, she passed the kitchen, where she noticed Dick and Zinda in the corner of her eye, talking to each other, with Zinda laughing at something Dick had said. The blonde tried to not ogle at Dick as she scanned his still wet hair, lightly dripping into the tight gray shirt and khaki shorts he wore. Zinda didn't seem to mind, though, unabashedly admiring his gorgeous features as she happily chatted with the former Boy Wonder. Dinah didn't linger in the scene like she did with Dick and Helena, quickly walking past them in the kitchen, ducking her head to hide her flushed expression. If she locked eyes with Dick again...

Was Dick really that shameless, going right from Helena to Zinda like that?!? He couldn't even wait a day to get with another woman! A day ago, Dinah wouldn't have thought twice about Dick talking to Zinda, but now she knew better. She could tell how engrossed Zinda was with him, he had her wrapped around his little finger---he was going to fuck her, and Dinah knew it was matter of time before he completed the set. Huntress, Lady Blackhawk, and herself.

And she couldn't wait for her turn. Dinah needed him now.

Her train of thought was once again interrupted when Helena opened her bedroom door only seconds after Dinah leniently knocked on it. She was greeted once again to the sight of a naked Helena Bertinelli, her long black hair also dripping down her moist, curvaceous body.

Dinah immediately averted her eyes, "Why are you--"

"What? Haven't you heard of air-drying?" grunted Helena carelessly, gesturing for Dinah to enter. "And don't get so uppity about me being naked, it's nothing you haven't seen before...as you might remember..." She added coyly.

"Yes, I remember!" hissed Dinah between gritted teeth, letting herself in past Helena, and closing the door behind her. "That's actually why I'm here--" She blinked, quickly running what she wanted to say before blurting out: "You seriously couldn't lock the door?"

"That's what you're here for?!?" laughed Helena incredulously, her damp breasts rising as she giggled. "First off, it's kinda your fault for not hearing us. Second, I seriously thought you were going to lecture me on why I shouldn't 'be with Dick' because he's the Batman's adopted son and blah blah blah--"

"I was getting to that!" cut in Dinah, sternly locking her bright blue eyes to Helena's, "Listen...I don't care who you sleep with, you do whatever you want on your own time, but you should know that Dick's already in a relationship with another woman, K- Starfire from the Teen Titans."

Instead of sounds of shock or disgust, Helena gasped erotically, biting down on her lower lip and becoming very red in the face herself. "O-ohh..oh Dinah, really? God, he had a girlfriend and he still--that's so goddamn hot..." Dinah stared at Helena in disbelief, and quickly stopped her raven-haired colleague from lewdly rubbing her inner thigh right in front of her.

"What the hell's wrong with you?!?" Dinah exclaimed scoldingly, "I just told you that Dick's cheating on his girlfriend with you, and that's your reaction?!?"

Helena snorted derisively, picking up her discarded towel and shimmying it on her wet behind. "You wouldn't get it--what it's like--what it was like with him, it was like Dick was a completely different person, so strong and forceful..." She briefly paused to reminisce before continuing, "I don't really care that he fools around with other women, it's not like we're going steady or anything--but why do you care so much, Dinah? You jealous of all the action I'm getting?"

"What?!?" stammered Dinah, jumping slightly as Helena approached her with a smug, knowing expression.

"You are jealous." Helena whispered. She pressed her body against Dinah's, her exposed breasts pushing against the blonde's covered chest. "You came here because you want to know what it was like, right? Being with him?"

"I-I don't, no- that's not--"

"Here's a hint." Helena purred teasingly, "He's very aggressive. Dick wasn't afraid to spank me and fuck me and punish me for being such a bitch all the time. So if you want what I got, I recommend you go to Dick with your stuck-up-bitch attitude you've had recently...I'm sure he'll happily take the stick out of your ass...and put his own up there, mmn.."

"I don't want him." Dinah lied firmly, putting her hands on her hips and ignoring how Helena had hers around her shoulders. "Dick's cute, but it'd be wrong to think about him that way. He has a girlfriend and he's way too young for me, so I don't know what you're trying to accomplish here."

Helena backed up slowly, bending her wide derrière over and searching for something to wear in her drawer as she voiced her doubt. "Suuuure. Though cute isn't the word I'd use to describe him...But in all seriousness, if you want a real man to make you forget all about whatever you have going on with Queen, give Dick a shot. Believe me, I haven't felt that much relief from someone in years."

"If that's the case..." Dinah spoke slowly, but without an ounce of hesitation in her voice. She was doing this. "Could you relay a message to him for me?"

It was worth the smug "I-told-you-so" comment she immediately received from Helena.

***

"That really happened? Raven turned into a bunny?!?" laughed Zinda hysterically, wiping a small tear from the corner of her eye. "Dang, you Titans went on a lotta crazy adventures...you're still with that alien gal of yours, Starfire, right?"

"Yeah, I'm still with her." Dick affirmed nonchalantly, "We've just bought a place for ourselves out by Jump City. I would've picked here at Gotham but it gets a bit--"

"--Gloomy?" finished Zinda, giggling slightly as she rested her face on her hand. "I get that. This place gets so depressing it makes me miss the cold winter nights at Blackhawk Island...so I heard you and Huntress took down that Grundy crook-"

"I wouldn't say we took him down--"

"Yeah, yeah, I get it." Zinda stated briskly, "What I'm trying to ask is, are you leaving already? That'd be a shame, cause we were just starting to know one another..." She twirled one of her golden locks in her finger as she trailed off with a hopeful tone in her voice.

"Well..." pondered Dick, unable to resist Zinda's endearing attempts at having him say. Despite her occasional bout of outdated 1950's slang, Zinda was too charming and cute for Dick to say no to. Plus, he'd felt bad for not getting to know her sooner, because like all of his relationships with women during the days he was a suppressed virgin, he'd kinda kept his superheroine at an arm's length, never truly getting to build any strong connections outside of a few of the Titans like Raven or Donna. Zinda Blake was definitely someone he wanted to know better. She was funny, confident, and somehow adorable in her still-limited knowledge of the modern era's culture.

He wasn't planning on sleeping with her, at the moment Dick could settle for having Zinda as a friend. Just because he'd practically slept with every woman he'd met since Poison Ivy didn't mean he wanted to pull up Zinda's short black skirt and pound her then and there on the kitchen table or anything.

Then again-

"Jump City is pretty far away...I'm sure Kory won't mind if I stayed here a little longer-"

"You'll stay for the night?" exclaimed Zinda excitedly, "That's great, cause now I wanna tell you all about the kooky things us Blackhawks went through--and I'm pretty nifty when it comes to making food, so you've definitely got to stay to try my--"

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything." cut in Helena, sexily strutting into the kitchen in a tight purple button-up shirt that displayed her abundant cleavage with her womanly hips confined to an even tighter pair of jeans. She had her arms behind her back and sported a smirk that gave off the impression that she was up to something. "But I've got a little message to the Boy Wonder here."

"Boy Wonder?" Dick repeated in annoyance, and to his chagrin Zinda snorted at Helena's comment. Before he could consider the ways he could 'punish' Helena for calling him that, she leaned up close to Dick, and whispered into her ear sultrily,

"Dinah wants to see you in the training gym room. It's about the you-know-what."

Dick shot Helena an inquisitive glance at this, and then he saw the lustful look in her eyes. Did she mean?...

"Sorry Zinda, this is important." sighed Dick with a hint of nervousness in his voice he hadn't felt in a long time. "I'll make sure to listen to your story when I'm done."

"Hmph." pouted Zinda, crossing her arms and legs and shooting Helena an accusatory glare as Dick stood up and left the kitchen.

***

Dick walked into the training room, apprehensive about the reason Dinah wanted to meet him there alone. From the way Helena has told him...all signs pointed to the obvious conclusion: but was Dick really about to have sex with Black Canary?!?

Dinah was never someone he would find himself getting intimate with, just the possibility of it happening seemed alien to Dick. Sure, he'd harbored a teenage crush on the stunning siren in his younger days, but who hadn't? She was so beautiful and alluring, not to mention fun to be around in the few times they'd met one another. But still, Dick couldn't fathom the likelihood that Black Canary had made a booty call for him. And yes, while Dick had gained plenty of sexual experience in the last three weeks with eight different women, Black Canary was another thing entirely. It was like trying to get into bed with his other teenage crushes like Wonder Woman, or Poison Ivy--

Actually, now that he thought about it--

"Dick. I'm glad you're here, I need to talk to you about something." interrupted Dinah, her voice sounding stern, but also a little amused, like she was barely holding back the urge to laugh. Or hiding her excitement.

"What's this about?" answered Dick thoughtlessly, and then he swiftly snapped his focus when he fully processed her words. "Wait, right, uh--sorry about before, in the showers with me and Helena. We should've locked the doors, or went somewhere other than the Clocktower-"

"Dick, relax." sighed Dinah assuredly, turning around to face Dick as she pulled her jacket off her lovely form, and dropped it on the floor. Dick tried not to stare as she made sure to push her substantial chest outwards as she did this, causing her contained breasts to heave and bounce as she let them loose. She smiled coyly at his attention. "I'm not mad about any of that. I'm just...frustrated from a few things that have happened recently, and having a sparring partner helps me vent a little. Would you be a good friend and help me?"