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Wonder Girl had always been competitive; she really liked winning, and there was something satisfying about leaving her opponents in the dust. Someone like Batgirl was always bound to fascinate her, and leave her wanting more.
More and more and more.
Batgirl could read someone’s movements a mile away. Wonder Girl had to think fast, but not plan too far ahead. If she did, Batgirl would be able to tell what she had planned. It made for difficult but exhilarating fights.
Wonder Girl hoped Robin would bring Batgirl to spars more often. She wanted to see Batgirl fight more.
She wanted to watch her move. Batgirl was an incredibly skilled fighter. She moved with a smoothness that Wonder Girl had never seen from anyone else. She hesitated to call it inhuman - Batgirl’s movements ached with humanity - but it was definitely something… unusual. Every motion was one from someone who had learned to fight before they had learned to do anything else.
More than all of that, Batgirl was beautiful when she fought; all smooth lines and fluid shapes. Wonder Girl wanted to know more about her - about the beautiful girl who could make fighting look like a dance.
Wonder Girl took a swing at Batgirl with her lasso, somehow managing to entangle her arms, pulling her closer.
And Batgirl let her.
Wonder Girl was momentarily stunned. Then, she realised something. “I wouldn’t have been able to catch you if you didn’t want me to…”
It was an undeniable fact; Batgirl moved too fast to have been unable to dodge the lasso.
Batgirl tilted her head in a silent question.
“You wanted me to catch you,” Wonder Girl guessed, her breath going still as she waited for Batgirl’s answer.
Batgirl spread her bound hands in mock surrender, and Wonder Girl loosened her lasso.
“Sorry, I know I’m making this–”
The moment her hands were freed, Batgirl’s cowl was lowered, and her hands were cupping Wonder Girl’s face.
Were they seriously going to-
Batgirl’s lips were on hers.
They were .
Wonder Girl’s eyes went wide.
Oh.
Oh, Gods.
Batgirl pulled away, a look of hesitance on her face.
“Don’t stop,” Wonder Girl gasped. Batgirl kissed like she moved; smooth and sensual.
And Wonder Girl wanted more.
More and more and more.
At some point, they crashed into the training mat. Wonder Girl was delirious with excitement. Batgirl was an amazing kisser. Neither of them wanted to be the one to pull away. They wanted to stay like this forever .
The moment was interrupted by Robin shoving open the door to the training room. “What the actual fuck ?!”
Wonder Girl finally managed to sit up and pull away from Batgirl. “What? Don’t be homophobic, Robin.”
“I literally have a boyfriend,” Robin shot back. “And that’s my sister .”
“Dude, I hate to break it to you, but your sister’s hot !” Wonder Girl gasped out, making Robin grimace.
“You guys are gonna make so much trouble,” he grumbled.
“You know it!”
Batgirl looked immensely smug as they watched Robin leave, wrapping an arm around Wonder Girl, as if to say what Wonder Girl also wanted to say.
Mine .