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🕑 Added 2019-04-23 14:38:46 +0000 UTC
Helena had always felt like sex was dirty. Even when she enjoyed that taboo and its breaking, there was still the shame of how she seemed to yield to her body’s animalistic urges. But with Barbara—with Dinah—between the two of them and their obvious love for each other, the sex seemed pure, natural, not perverse. She wasn’t the least bit embarrassed of what she did with them. If anything, she was grateful they’d made sex seem so… sweet. Perfectly complimenting an emotional side of her nature that had long been concealed.
She could actually feel something replacing the shame and embarrassment she’d usually be feeling now, after she’d gotten some distance from sating herself. Turning over, away from her little spoon Dinah, Helena saw Barbara smiling at her. The redhead had her laptop open on the nightstand and was wearing a headset. She whispered into the microphone, but no doubt whatever program digitized her voice could also amp it up from a whisper to a conversational tone.
Barbara held a finger to her lips—universal signal for ‘I’m on the phone,’ although considering what that entailed for the Oracle, how remarkably casual that was. “Okay, Batgirls, Boy Wonder, this is going to be a fun one. As some of you may know if you’ve been listening to Dick’s stories about the good old days, there is an all-girl finishing school not so far outside Gotham city limits. Cobblepot High, they call it, and it’s apparently legitimate. A ‘my sainted mother’s legacy’ sort of thing from Ozzie.”
Dinah stirred, drawn to Barbara’s voice like it was whispering sweet nothings instead of a mission briefing for the Bat brats. Helena put a hand over her mouth to keep her from interrupting as she woke up.
“Lately, there have been several reports of missing persons from among the student body. The authorities can’t find a pattern, so they’re ruling it typical teenage runaways. Of course, we don’t have to worry about arrest records, so we’re actually going to investigate it.”
Dinah was awake—rubbing her hips against Helena’s side. Helena smiled at her, and pulled at the sheet between herself and Barbara. It slipped away from Barbara’s tawny body. “Come play,” she mouthed.
Barbara pointedly looked away. So Helena went down on Dinah instead.
Dinah had not expected such skill from Helena. The woman was the most boy-crazy bisexual Dinah had ever met, and just seeing how she paired a fuck-you big crucifix with a belly window costume should’ve marked her as too screwed up to be any kind of good lover. But she was a natural cunt-licker. Dinah moaned the moment she felt Helena’s talented tongue, knowing that whatever her issues, Helena had no compunction about getting another woman off.
Barbara reached out and covered Dinah’s mouth, muffling her passionate sighs. “Tim, Cass, Steph, you’re going undercover as transfer students at Cobblepot High. It’s an investigation, so Tim runs lead on this one. Find out what’s going on and watch each other’s backs.” Dinah screamed against her hand. “Jesus Christ, Helena, what the fuck are you doing to her? You haven’t even given her any foreplay yet…”
Then she remembered to end the recording and start the encryption. She could’ve redone the briefing, but holy hell, Helena was licking Dinah’s pussy like it was the tastiest thing she’d ever put in her mouth.
Barbara closed the laptop and crawled over to join them. The computer probably hadn’t picked up that last comment anyway…
