Night in My Veins

by Jubilee

Rating: NC17. Pure PWP

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. DC is God.

Archivers: Take it if ya want it. Just tell me, Kay?

Quick note: I got this idea from The Pretenders song, "Night in my Veins." Good song you'll never get sick of, and very sexy. OH! And special Thankies to Claudia and Kenya for Characterization help.

Pairing: Roy/Now legal Cassie

Cassie walked down the dark street, it's only illumination the streetlights and neon signs. Her light blue eyes darted back and forth, searching the shadows. Her slender body moved gracefully, regardless of the fact that she wore black, platform boots. Her long legs were encased in a pair of tight, black Capri jeans and the only clothing covering her firm breasts was a tiny red handkerchief top. Her back was pale and bared to the cool night air. She flipped back her shoulder length blonde hair, revealing smooth creamy shoulders.

What had once been an awkward 15 year old girl had grown and developed to become a stunning young woman of 18. After being thrust into the limelight at that tender age, she developed a greater sense of confidence and poise that had eluded her before. And with the development of her mind and self esteem, her body developed to match the beautiful woman she had become inside.

But that was then and this was now. Coming to a stop in the middle of the street, near an alley way, she scanned her surroundings, still searching. Suddenly the sound of a match being struck came from behind her. She gasped softly and turned towards the noise. The soft yellow flame of the match rose to touch the end of the cigarette, illuminating the face of the smoker. At the sight of the soft shadows playing over familiar facial features, she relaxed. "Hello, Roy."

Roy looked up and exhaled the smoke, smiling softly at her. "Hello Cassie." Cassie licked her lips as her eyes traced his body. Strong legs encased in faded blue jeans, tight white tee-shirt. Muscular arms, big hands, toned and callused from years of archery. Strong features with big, sharp green eyes that made her want to melt. His red hair fell rebelliously over his forehead.

Unbeknownst to her, Cassie's arm had drifted up to push back the lock of hair, then trace down his sculpted cheekbones and touch the smirk on his lips. Feeling the delicate pressure of her fingertip, he opened his mouth slightly and touched his tongue to it. Gently, he sucked on it bringing it into his mouth, letting his tongue dance over the sensitive tip.

Cassie whimpered at the touch, begging with her eyes. She wanted to feel him against her, his mouth on hers, his chest plastered against hers. Looking up at him, she saw the teasing glint in his eyes, and knew he wanted her to take charge. Last time, he had taken the lead. Now it was her turn.

Silently acknowledging his demand, she stepped forward, allowing herself the full body contact she craved. Hip to hip, breast to chest, she wrapped her arms around him neck and pressed her lips to his, sucking on his tongue and moaning into his mouth. Roy answered with his own moan and brought his hand up to her firm breast. The nipple had hardened under his palm as he squeezed and rubbed it against the silky fabric.

Cassie looked up and smiled. "Remember the last time you kissed me?"

Roy grinned in return. "You were 16, at the Christmas party. You and I were caught under the mistletoe."

"And you promised that when I was 18, we'd finish what we started," she smiled. "Well, I'm 18, and legal in all 50 states and most foreign countries. You gonna keep your promise?"

Roy looked down at her. " A hero always keeps his promises, right?" he whispered as his mouth descended on hers again and his hand trailed down her stomach to unbutton her jeans. After unzipping them, he slid his hand down into her jeans, gently stroking her through her underwear.

Cassie shivered and gasped, trailing her hands down to his jeans, freeing him in the same manner. Grabbing his wrist lightly, she led him deeper into the ally, away from the bright lights where they could be seen. She stopped at a clear spot on the wall and leaned against it, pulling him towards her.

Roy smiled rakishly and untied her shirt, lifting it off to expose her small, firm, upthrust breasts. Well, not small, really, but small compared to other heroines. Her breasts were a perfect handful. An unusual and refreshing change from Roy's normal choice in women.

Roy's callused hands reached forward to touch, caress and lightly pinch as his mouth roughly seized hers. As their tongues sparred, Cassie slid her hands down his flat stomach and lower, allowing soft palms and slender fingers to tentatively explore him.

He groaned into her mouth as her fingertips skimmed his sensitive flesh. As she gently squeezed and stroked him, his mouth trailed down to nip and suck on her neck. He slid his hands to the waistband of her pants and slid them down her legs, leaving her clad in black lacy underwear, the crotch soaking wet. He reached again, to rid her of the scanty lingerie, but she pushed him back with a small smile on her face and slid the underwear off her body, tossing it into a corner. She stood before him, a faint blush staining her pale, nude body. Roy smiled and stepped forward, effectively covering her body with his. Cassie slid her hands back under his shirt and pulled it up and off his body. She tugged on his pants and boxers, sliding them down, effectively freeing him. Gently, his fingers slid down her stomach to probe her, feeling how wet and tight she was. Slowly, he placed himself at her entrance while kissing and nipping her lips, neck and shoulders. Her little whimpers, gasps and moans were driving him crazy. Grinning to himself, he thrusted into her, piercing a thin barrier and getting the shock of his life.

"Oh, Shit........"

Cassie looked up at him with her big blue eyes. "What?"

"Why didn't you TELL me you were a virgin?!"

"It matters?"

"Yes, It matters! Of COURSE it matters!"

"I didn't realize it would be such a big deal."

"Why did you pick me? Why not CM3 or Superboy?" he asked, calming down slightly as he ranted.

Cassie shook her head. "They're taken."

"But still..." Even though he had been surprised, he was still hard as shit and it was getting difficult to stay still. She was so tight and he was still partially buried inside her.

He opened his mouth to say something else, but only a gasp escaped as she started to squirm a little. He grasped her hips, stilling them. Cassie looked up at him, a siren's smile on her face "Roy, you're as hard as a brick. I'm a willing, horny 18 year old. Just fuck me."

With that, she reached up and grabbed his head, pulling him down and kissing him. He moaned softly into her mouth and withdrew, only to thrust again, making them both gasp, whimper and sigh, regardless of the fact that she couldn't take all of him.

He started slowly, afraid of causing her pain, but upon seeing there was none, he started to move faster, harder, allowing passion and lust to take over. A warmth spread through them as the panted, thrusting against each other. His rhythm broke into a staccato beat as he pounded, still seeking that one moment where bliss hits and nothing else matters. Closer and close....and suddenly, it hit. Pleasure washed over them as breaths caught, and muscles tensed and relaxed.

Cassie's head fell on his chest as she tried to steady her breathing. As they relaxed in the aftermath, a flashlight suddenly washed over them. "Who's in there?"

A cop looked into the alley, and upon seeing what the light revealed, blushed. Averting his eyes, he called out, "I'll give you 5 minutes to get dressed and get out of there." The cop turned his back to them, allowing them some privacy.

The two quickly separated, grabbing their discarded clothing. They tugged them on, both dreading walking out of the alley. Resigned, Roy started towards the entrance, but stopped when Cassie grabbed his arm and put a finger to her lips, signaling him to be quiet. Gently, she grabbed his arms and flew him out of the alley. They flew over the shadowed rooftops silently, landing gracefully next to Roy's sporty looking motorcycle. As she set him down, he grabbed her arm.

"Come on. We gotta talk."

Cassie nodded solemnly as she took the offered helmet and put it on. Straddling the motorcycle behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and held on tight as they rode away.

*** Meanwhile ***

The cop looked at his watch. "5, 4, 3, 2, 1....Ok. Time's up! Come on out." He turned around to peer into the darkness. He didn't see anyone, so he turned on the flash light and stepped into the alley to search for them. Nothing. It was like they were never there. He scratched his head."Where did they go....?

***Back to Roy and Cassie***

Roy and Cassie rode for about 10 minutes, until they reached a small apartment building. Roy pulled some keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door.

"Come in," he said as he opened the door and led her inside. Cassie gave him a skeptical look, but followed him up the stairs to a small apartment on the fifth floor. Walking in, she smiled at the toys that littered one corner of the room.


"Yeah." He replied, locking the door behind him.

She glanced over her shoulder at him. "She's a beautiful child. Sweet, too."

Roy watched as she walked over to the pile of toys, picking up a fallen doll and setting it on a child-sized chair. It surprised him. Not many of the women he had dated would do that. They would have grabbed him and dragged him into the bedroom. That, or have demanded to go to a hotel.

He started when Cassie waved her hand in front of his. She smiled up at him. "You ok? I thought you wanted to talk."

Roy shook his head. "Yeah, I did. Come sit down."

Cassie sat down on the couch carefully, crossing her legs to face him as he plopped down next to her. "So what did you want to talk about?"

Roy looked at her, still sprawled out. "Why me?" he asked, refusing to beat around the bush.

Cassie turned her face away, blushing. "Well... um... Donnasaidyouweregiftedatsex."

Roy shot straight up, eyes wide, jaw open. Then he started to laugh. Out of all the things he'd expected her to say, that hadn't been close. "She said what?!"

Cassie giggled softly. "Well, The Titan and Young Justice girls all went out one night, and she got drunk, and we got to talking about best lovers. Donna said you were truly gifted at sex. She said that you were sweet, and inventive, and you always made sure that the girl came, too."

Roy sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "That's not a gift. That's common courtesy."

Cassie stared at him. "So you think. Most guys don't care as much as you."

Roy shook his head. "Sex should be fun for everyone involved."

Cassie grinned. "It was. Don't worry."

Roy smiled a little. "Yeah, it was. So, you just want me for my talented body?"

Cassie shook her head, her hair bouncing around her face and shoulders. "While it is very yummy, no, that's not all. You're just I mean, I've seen you with Lian, so I know that you're kind, and caring. And you're passionate. You have this 'joie de vivre', that's intoxicating. It's hard to describe on demand, but there's so much about you that I find attractive."

Roy shook his head again. "That's not me. That's an image. You don't really know me. By the time I told you it all, you'd have run away."

Cassie jumped up, her face red. She stepped up to him. "Please. I know you. If it was just an image, you'd still be on drugs. You'd have abandoned Lian. And I wouldn't be here." She stepped up closer, forcing him backwards until his back was against the wall. "Who the hell do you think you are? You think you're the only one who'd been screwed over? I've had more than my share, too." I've had stuff happen to me that would give you nightmares, that would turn your hair gray. Life ain't easy. But you deal with what you have and GET OVER IT!!!"

They stood, face to face for a moment. Then suddenly, Roy lowered his face to hers and kissed her. Tongues meshed, melded and explored as hands roamed unchecked. As they kissed, he scooped her into his arms and carried her into his bedroom. Kicking the door shut, he elbowed the light on before he placed her gently on the bed. He moved back a bit, and started to remove his clothing, his eyes never leaving hers. As he stripped off his pants, leaving him clad in boxers, she sat up and started to untie her top. Roy, seeing this, reached out to stop her.

"No. We're going to do this right this time."

Cassie watched him solemnly as he sat down next to her and untied her shirt. His fingers traced her downy spine, making her shiver. Smiling at the slight movement, he began to run his fingers up and down her back as he leaned forward to kiss her again. Roy gently pushed her down onto the bed as his lips trailed from her lips to her neck.

Cassie giggled as he began to lick and suck the delicate flesh. Her eyes drifted shut in pleasure as he marked her throat with a small bruise. She brought her arms up to the back of his head, pressing him closer to her.

Roy's mouth dragged down across her shoulders and collarbone to her breasts. He traced lattice-like designs on them, avoiding her nipples, which were now hard little nubs. Cassie whimpered as he passed close enough so she felt the moist heat of his breath on her nipples, but never making actual contact. Working fast, she rolled over, so he was on the bottom and she was straddling his waist. Roy's eyes widened as he stared up at her. All she did was smile down at him and whisper, "My turn." And as those words left her lips, she leaned down and seized his mouth with hers.

As they kissed, she ground her hips against him, feeling his hard-on through his boxers and her jeans. Her nipples rubbed against his chest as she thrust against him. All thought left her head. It was like all she was was a bundle of over-stimulated nerves. All she could feel was him.

Roy's hand drifted down to her waist, unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them and her underwear off her body, leaving her totally nude. His hands gently stroked up and down her waist as he fucked her mouth with his tongue. And his boxers were slowly dampening as she rubbed herself against him. He groaned as he realized if he didn't take control soon, he was going to come in his pants. Determined to prevent this, he tightened his hands around her waist and flipped their positions again. He slid down her body, taking one small, hard nipple into his mouth and suckling, wrenching a low moan from her lips. His rough tongue stroked against her nipple, circling, flicking, scraping before giving the other equal treatment, Cassie thrust her hands into his hair, pressing him closer to her breast while pleading incoherently for him not to stop.

He carefully untangled her fingers from his hair, and raised them up, so her hands could clutch the wrought iron bars on the headboard. After making sure she wouldn't let go, he slip his rough hands down her soft arms as his mouth drifted down from her breasts to kiss and lick her taut stomach.

Roy's eyes searched Cassie's face as his first two fingers slid inside her, slowly fucking her, his thumb stroking her clit. Her eyes fell closed as her hips grinded against him. She clenched the muscles of her cunt around his fingers, clinging to them.

Smiling, he tilted his head down and breathed softly into her curls. She moaned, thrusting her hips against him as she arched her back. A thin sheen of sweat covered her body as she thrashed, making it difficult for Roy to grasp her hips and keep her still.

Realizing that she couldn't stand much more of his teasing, Roy placed a soft kiss to her curls before sliding up again. He then carefully placed himself at her entrance and leaned forward, seizing her lips with his own.

Cassie slid her hands down his back to his hard buttocks and pulled, driving him as far as he could into her, which was about 3/4 of the way in. He slid out and thrust back in with a smooth, slow rhythm that made Cassie's head toss back and forth Cassie drew his head down so her face rested in the crook of his neck and started to suck on the sensitive flesh there. As he thrusted a little faster, she started to moan into his newly bruised neck and dig her nails into his buttocks.

Roy could feel Cassie's muscles tightening underneath him as his thrusts became a frictionless glide, even though, she still couldn't take his whole cock. He smiled slightly, thinking of all the things he could do to stretch her. His eyes widened, however, as her small hand slid around to fondle the base of his cock, which still wasn't encased in her hot pussy.

Cassie watched the look of pure bliss that filled his face as she stroked him, allowing her fingertips to stray down and glide lightly over his balls. She could feel herself tighten up, close to coming, so she wrapped her fingers around him and squeezed him. She could feel him get a little bit bigger, and gasped as he came inside her. Roy moaned long and loud into her neck as he came, his hips jerking slightly.

Feeling him deflate inside her as he tapered off, she whimpered and thrusted her hips against him, her body thrumming as she reached for something she couldn't quite touch.

Roy looked down at her, and seeing her slightly panicky expression, slid his hand down and rubbed her clit. Cassie's expression changed slightly as she rocked her hips, riding his hand, bagging him to rub harder. Smiling down at her flushed body, he complied and pinched her clit.

Cassie flung her head back and shouted as she experienced the most powerful orgasm she'd ever felt in her life. Her eyes fell shut and her voiced faded off into a pleased smile. "That was....amazing...."

Roy nodded, and smiled down at her as her eyes drifted closed and her breathing evened. He just sat there, staring at her pale form, until she shivered slightly in her sleep. Shaking his head, he laid down next to her and pulled the blanket over their nude forms, allowing sleep to claim him as well.

*****The Next Morning*****

Late morning sunlight danced across Roy's face, forcing his eyes to open. He sat up and looked around his empty apartment. Seeing no one, his shoulders slumped, and he flopped back onto the bed. His arm flew out, and his hand came in contact with a piece of paper. Sitting up again, he grabbed it and opened it, reading the loopy scrawling on the note.

Roy, Sorry I'm not here. I had class at 9. But I had fun, and I'd like to get together again. There's a carnival near the NYU campus in 3 days. Wanna go? Call me if you do. 555-4692 . Cassie

Roy reread the note and smiled. It had been a while since he'd been to a carnival. Grinning he picked up the phone.....



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