Author's Notes: been ages since I last updated this but I've just finally watched Season 2 so you can expect maybe some more updates here in the future, particularly now I've got season 3 to catch up on as well! Always thought Miss Martian would be better suited to being a Nightwing girl since she's a redhead and we know how Dick feels about them... Inspired by their relationship in the recent Titans series but set in the Young Justice universe. Hope you enjoy!
M'Gann pulled away. Her face had been so close to Nightwing's that she'd felt herself flushing. She;d felt his hot breath against her cheek as her heart raced. She hated how he did this to her. She wasn't meant to be like this with him. He wasn't even the same species. But there was something about him that just drove her wild. Over the last five years she'd watched him grow from a smugly attractive but short Robin into a tall, ripped, sexy as all hell Nightwing
"Dick, this is wrong. We shouldn't." She whispered.
"Yes," he looked down but with a grin still plastered across his stupid face, "yes it is. But it feels right." M'Gann felt herself snap. He was infuriating. Nightwing grinned, his eyes washing over the green-skinned beauty. Five years since he'd met her. Five years, aching for her. God, he loved redheads.
She cupped his cheek and pulled his lips onto hers. Nightwing responded almost immediately by sliding his tongue past her lips and between her teeth to explore her mouth. M'Gann moaned. She pulled again, breathing hard, her breasts heaving. He pressed his hand to her cheek, stroking gently with his thumb, then let his hand trails slowly down her neck and along her collarbone. She was practically panting for breath now.
Nightwing kissed her again. She didn't resist, pressing her hand submissively to his chest. Miss Martian felt his hands pawing at her shirt, tracing the red X against the black. "Is it real?" he whispered. He knew sometimes she simply morphed her body to look clothed. She nodded. He grinned and gripped the hem of her shirt, rolling it up and over her head, revealing that a large expanse of green stomach, so impossibly perfectly smooth. Miss Martian's mind was racing but she ignored it, just savouring the moment as his hands touched and explored her. She'd never felt so alive.
Her shirt gone, Nightwing attacked her neck and she let out a stifled moan as she felt his slick tongue drag along her perfect unbroken neck, and then his teeth slowly nibble at the pale lime skin. M'Gann's eyes widened with excitement as she watched Nightwing peel off his own tight black shirt. Her eyes were fixed on those goddamn perfect abs.
She grabbed him, stumbling backwards onto the floor, pulling him down on top of her and kissed him hard as her hand slithered cautiously towards his pants. Nightwing slid them off with a grin and threw them away, she didn't bother to watch where they landed. She was busy eyeing up his briefs and the impressive bulge inside them.
His hands slowly made their way up to her black bra and she could feel him tugging on the straps. M'Gann smirked as he unclasped it, letting it fall down off her slim shoulders. M'Gann had never needed her shapeshifting powers to make those particular assets large and impressive. Nightwing was practically drooling as he took in the view of her large green tits, open and displayed for him.
She guided his hands to her breasts and squeaked excitedly when he pressed his lips to one nipple while his hand grasped the free balloon tightly. He flicked his tongue and Miss Martian let out another, even higher pitched, squeak. She grabbed a fistful of his black locks and pulled tightly as he gently bit down
His lips then smashed back into hers in a rough animalistic kiss as his hands slide up her smooth green thighs, dragging his nails roughly up them and reaching for her soaking panties. M'gann flushed as she felt his fingers dip inside and start to roughly finger her wet entrance. He smirked at her gasps of protests and slid down her body, til his head was level with her entrance, and, flicking her skirt up deftly, he started to blow on her aching pussy through those thin wet knickers. M'Gann let out a desperate wail.
"Stop teasing!" She panted out frustrated. "But that's half the fun!" He laughed. She glared at him. He winked and bit the hem of her panties, pulling them down with his teeth. M'Gann gasped, feeling his mouth on her.
Nightwing lapped at her clit with his tongue, ravishing the martian girl's delicious pussy. It tasted even better than he'd ever dared fantasise it would. She was gasping and crying – she wasn't going to last long. "Nightwing!" she called out far louder than she meant to as she broke into orgasm, her legs wrapping tightly around his head to hold him in place.
When she finally released her leg's grip, he pulled himself back up to face-to-face with her. He had that infuriating grin on again as he watched her desperately trying to catch her breath. He kissed her softly on the lips and M'Gann moaned. She watched as he slipped off those damn tight briefs and his erection stood bolt upright. She braced herself as he positioned himself between her legs. Nightwing thrust into her and Miss Martian cried out once more.
She gripped hold of his toned ass-cheeks as he pounded into her, making her little green body rock and tremble. Her legs wrapped around his waist and he ran his hands up and down her thighs. His cock crashed into her tight pussy harder and harder as he grunted with the effort, working up a sweat. Miss Martian was orgasming again, being fucked so good so close to the previous one. Nightwing's stamina was impressive but he was only human, it wasn't much after her that he gasped out, reaching his own climax.
"Fuck, we should have done that sooner," Nightwing breathed out as he rolled off of her. "You're in charge, not me," Miss Martian winked. "Damn straight," he grinned as he pinned her down again.