Prompt: The Caged Bird (Batman) (Patreon)

Tim Drake/Robin 3 has been caught by Harley Quinn. Without any real plan, she decides to have some fun with her captured bird, and he is only too eager to let him. Includes: Bondage and age difference. 

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Bruce was gonna kill him. Correction: Bruce would lecture him and glare at him until Tim wished he was dead. 

It was a rookie mistake, looking back. He should have seen this coming, and yet he fell for the trap. He saw a woman being terrorized by a couple of goons and he swooped in, easily knocking the two thugs out with a couple of kicks. 

He told the woman that she was safe now, that he wouldn’t let anyone hurt her. Then she knocked him out with one swift swing of her hammer. He remained conscious just long enough to see her toss her disguise off, revealing the familiar pair of blond pigtails she was sporting, complete with dyed tips on each side.

“Man, the last two birdboys weren’t nearly this easy to catch. You sure you’re ready for the big leagues, bird brain?” Harley wondered aloud, just out of eyesight to the tied up man.

Tim Drake didn’t dignified that with a response. He laid in a closet somewhere in Harley’s hideout. The door was wide open, letting him look at a bedroom that for all intents and purposes, looked normally. A bit too gothic-punk for his taste, but there were even a few stuffed animals on the bed.

The bedroom looked normal, but Harley’s high-pitched voice was a grim reminder of where he was and what awaited him. 

“How are the other birdboys? One’s off banging that alien, and the other… died? Yeah, he died. Big explosion. Real messy last I heard.”

Tim chose not to bring up Red Hood if Harley didn’t know about him. He chose to remain as quiet as possible, in fact, not wanting to even acknowledge the psycho. Just keep quiet and wait for someone to come save him.

God, this was embarrassing… 

“Though, guess I shouldn’t be calling you a boy,” Harley giggled, popping her head into the closet. “I mean, look at you. You’re definitely the biggest Robin I’ve ever seen.” Her eyes glanced towards Tim’s crotch, and his eyes widened at her leering gaze.

He was tied up with his hands behind his back and his legs laid out straight in front of him. Her eyes could clearly stare at his crotch as he blushed under his mask. 

“Emphasis on big…”

Desperate to change the subject, Tim finally broke his silence. “So, what are you going to do, Quinn? Give me to Joker as your anniversary gift?”

And for a moment, Tim actually saw Harley’s smile fall. She blinked, before putting on another grin. “Who says I’m doing this for Mr. J-Joker? I’m doing this for me. I’m flying solo nowadays, like the first Robin.”

“Right. So you caught me because…?”

“Well, that’s what villains do… Actually, what am I gonna do with yous?” she wondered aloud, her accent slipping through as she tipped her chin. 

Tim wasn’t sure what was worse. Being caught by Harley, or being caught by Harley who clearly had no idea what she was doing. He fought back a sigh as he closed his eyes, only to suddenly feel his body being dragged along the ground. 

He opened his eyes to see Harley pulling on the long rope holding his legs, dragging him out of the closet and into the bedroom. She grinned as she looked him over, holding a knife in her hand. 

“Oh, I got it. I know exactly what to do with you, chicky,” she beamed, knife gleaming in the air.

Tim’s eyes widened, before she squeezed them shut. Whatever happened, he had to be strong. For Bruce, for Alfred, for-

He heard the sound of cloth being ripped, before blinking as he looked down. Harley had just cut a hole in his pants, exposing his semi-hard dick to the open air. Tim’s face burned even hotter as Harley beamed, tossing the knife behind her as she licked her lips.

“Wowee, zawowie! Look at that… And you’re not even fully hard, are ya?” she giggled, reaching down to gently stroke his dick.

“W-wait, what are you doing?!” he asked, and Harley giggled.

“Just having some fun, Roby. You don’t mind, do you?” she asked, before parting her lips to take the head of his dick into her mouth.

Tim’s eyes widened as he fought back a moan. Holy shit, Harley Quinn was sucking his dick! All of his training with Batman, and nothing prephared him for this. Harley’s mouth was so warm, and wet, and tight, and her lips formed a perfect ring around his cock as she lowered her head, taking more and more of his shaft into her mouth.

And his cock certainly didn’t mind. It was hardening in her mouth, growing bigger and thicker as she bobbed her head up and down. She moaned, letting him feel the vibrations down to the base of his dick as he moaned loudly. 

Tim was shaking as he felt her tongue drag along the underside of his cock, licking it, before sliding along the other sides of his shaft. He was panting, staring at her as she bobbed her head up and down. She pressed her head down lower, burying her face in his crotch as she took his entire cock into her mouth. Tim moaned loudly, feeling it pressing against the back of her throat as Harley choked and gagged on the member. 

She then pulled her head off, gasping for air as saliva linked her dark lips to his dick. There were rings of dark red lipstick around his shaft as Tim panted, staring at the woman.

“W-w-wha-?”

“What do you say, bird man?” she teased, dragging a finger along his chest. “Want to take this Harley out for a spin? Vroom, vroom,” she teased, winking at him.

“W-why are you-?”

“Cause I want to. Do I need a more complicated reason than that? Don’t you?” she asked, raising her brow. 

He did. But no, he shouldn’t. He really shouldn’t. He really, really, really shouldn’t! But… but she was gorgeous. No! This was Harley! One of the craziest women in Gotham! He couldn’t! He-

As if reading his mind, Harley stood up, turning to show off her ass to him. That same ass tightly squeezed in a pair of hot pants, swaying side to side in front of him… 

Harley Quinn was a gorgeous woman. No doubt there. The pale paint on her face, the bright blush she wore, the cherry red lipstick, nothing took away from her beauty. Her hourglass figure was squeezed into a tight top and tight shorts. Her long legs accented by her thigh high stockings…

He shouldn’t. It was wrong.

He shouldn’t…

He...

Fuck it. If Bruce could have Catwoman, he could have this.

“Let’s go,” Tim decided, and Harley clapped her hands as she threw her shirt off. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and Tim could clearly see the large rack she was sporting, beaming with pride as her tits bounced up and down.

“How do you like them?” she grinned, holding her breasts in hands. “I know you’ve been checking them out. You’re a tity man, ain’t ya?” she giggled, and Tim nodded his head with a slight blush. 

“Yeah. You’ve got great tits,” he confessed with a blush.

“Bigger than Batgirl, Red, hell, even that pussycat the B-man’s always chasing.” Harley sat on Tim’s legs, pressing her tits against his face. Tim buried his face between her soft melons, moaning slightly as her breasts knocked against his face.

He opened his mouth to take one nipple into her mouth, sucking on it, before she pulled away and gave him the other to suck on. He dragged his tongue along her nipple, feeling how hard it was, and listening to her moans as he nibbled on it. 

“Oh, fuck. You got a nice mouth on you, Robin,” she mewled, before pulling away again. She looked down at Tim’s hard cock and she licked her lips, going down to suck on it once more. 

Tim moaned loudly as her head bobbed up and down, feeling the head of his cock press against the inside of her cheek, before pushing down into her throat. Her muffled moans and choked gasps for air were music to his ears as he closed his eyes and just enjoyed the moment. 

Her hand slipped between his legs and into his pants, gently stroking his balls. She felt them throbbing slightly, churning cum inside of them as she moaned around his cock. She tightened her lips around his shaft, creating more red rings around his cock, before rising up. Harley stared into his eyes as she dragged her tongue on his tip, moaning at the taste of his precum.

And soon, with just a few more licks, he was cumming, shooting his semen onto her face. Each of them moaned loudly as cum splattered against the beautiful villainess’ face, coating her pale cheeks in the thick cream. She shuddered with bliss, feeling her panties becoming wet from her own juices.

Harley felt the cum splattering against her face, before she took globs of them and pressed them against her rack. She groped her own chest as she licked her lips clean.

“Let’s take this to the bed.” 

She untied his legs, and he stretched them as she helped him up. Harley brought Tim to her bed, pushing him onto it, before taking his leg and tying each of them to the bedposts. He didn’t put up much of a fight, earning a smile from her.

“Someone likes being bound.”

“Someone likes it rough,” he replied with a chuckle.

“True,” she shrugged, before she slid her fingers up and down his thick shaft. She licked her lips, petting it. “You’re still hard, even after cumming,” she marveled, awe dripping from her voice as cum dripped down her face. “You might be my favorite Robin, birdman.” 

She collected some more cum on her fingers, before she licked her digits clean, making sure to give Tim a show as she pushed two of her fingers down her mouth. She sucked on them, coating them in her saliva as her eyes fell shut. She slid her tongue all over her fingers, smacking it against them, before shuddering. 

Her fingers were licked clean as Harley wiped her hand against his chest. She smiled, earning a grin from her masked prisoner. “Ready, handsome?”

“Born ready.” His cock throbbed as Harley got onto the bed. His arms were still tied behind his back, leaving him unable to touch her beautiful body as she sat on her knees. 

Harley’s pussy was inches from his cock, and she teased both of them as she gently ground herself against him. She moaned and shuddered, feeling the bulbous head sliding against her clit. Her pussy juices dripped down the shaft as she leaned her head back, panting and moaning with every touch.

“Ready, big boy?” she asked, raising her brow as he fidgeted under her.

“I want to hold you,” he grumbled, and she actually seemed to blush at the comment.

“Well, ain’t you the touchy-feely type? Maybe we’ll cuddle after, cutie,” she beamed, before she dropped her body down. 

His cock slipped into her pussy and she moaned loudly from the sudden intrusion. His dick stretched out her cunt, splitting her in two as she arched her back, taking long, gasping breaths as her body tried to adjust. 

She ground her hips back and forth, letting the cock drag along the inside of her womanhood. The beautiful woman slowly lowed herself down, feeling the dick penetrate her deeper and deeper, and sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

She was panting, shaking and trembling as her hands landed on his chest, tearing at the top of his costume. She ripped and pulled the fabric off with shocking strength and ferocity as a hungry glimmer could be seen in her eyes.

Rather than be intimidated, Tim felt aroused. His cock throbbed inside of her, making her moan once more. He moved his own hips as best he could, and she seemed to enjoy the slight motion, moaning and writhing on top of him.

She pushed her hands against his chest, lifting herself up, and falling back down onto his cock. She bounced back and forth, taking his entire cock into her by now. She panted loudly, a trickle of drool falling down her bottom lip as her tits clapped against her chest. 

“You like that?” Tim grunted, grinning as she nodded her head.

“Y-yeah! Yeah! Oh, fuck, you got such a big cock, Robby-baby!” she squealed, closing her eyes as she moved faster. “Make me your little cock sheath. Pound me, take me, fill me! I’m yours!” 

The thought of having Harley all to himself… Fuck, it turned him on more than he thought possible. His cock throbbed inside of her, earning another loud moan from her as she fell forward. 

Her tits bounced in his fast, and his cock throbbed inside of her once more, pulsing and twitching as her eyes nearly rolled into her skull. “I-I’m gonna cum!” she confessed, before she flexed her muscles and gave his cock a tight, warm squeeze.

Tim wasn’t a virgin, but fuck, Harley was hotter than just about any other woman he had been with. Her pussy was so tight, and it only seemed to squeeze tighter whenever she willed it to. He breathed through gritted teeth as he felt his orgasm fast approaching. Harley fell onto him, dragging her breasts against his chest as she panted into his ear. 

“Cum in me. Make me pregnant with your baby, Robby-poo,” she laughed, dragging her tongue against his cheek as his fingers and toes curled.

Rationality fell silent. Logic was forgotten. All Robin felt inside of him was a hungry need to shoot his load into Harley Quinn, and he did just that, shooting semen into her waiting pussy. He came like a geyser, filling her with his thick, white cream. His cum coated the insides of her womb as Harley threw her head back and moaned loudly, shaking as she felt the cum oozing out of her flooded womanhood.

Tim shuddered underneath her, moaning quietly as she trembled on top of him. Harley’s body suddenly went limp. She laid on top of him, panting, breathing on his ear. Her hot breath sent shivers down his spine as she moaned, grinding her pussy against him.

“That was… wow.”

“Right back at ya,” he chuckled. “Want to go again?

“You took the words right out of my mouth, birdman,” she replied, tapping his chest with a soft finger as his cock quivered inside of her.