Rough fun needs treatment

Jonathan leaned on Superwoman as they walked towards the Medical Lab. When they got there he was helped on a bed.

She helped him to the medical lab. She then helped him on one of the beds. She slapped his knee."What the hell was that?!" She glared at him angrily. "We don't mess with our own unless they do something wrong." She took some needle and a thread and started stiching the deepest cuts. She treated his wounds, not really caring if she hurt him.

He winced at the sudden yell. His head throbbed.

"They really don't seem like one of us..." He countered in defence.

Jonathan hissed when Superwoman started on his wounds. "Could you be more careful."

She just glared at him. "No I can't, and it serves you right. I have been trying to make it so that people wont feel like this is a club for backstabbers. Now you atacked them and guess what they wont trust us anymore. I could have found out more if I had had a chance to do so." She slapped his knee again. "And what do you know about them?" She asked narowing her eyes threatheningly, pointing to his face. "Tell me everything." She said and finished dressing his wounds.

Jonathan shifted his leg away from Superwoman's reach.

"Well, Music Meister and that girl seemed to be really close to each other. And I ones saw Black Canary sneak here, in the mansion." He supplied her, hoping she wouldn't pester him anymore about that. "And, please, stop hitting my leg..."

She looked at him, her mouth open. She closed it and turned her head away. 'Canary?! What was she getting here for. What do those two have in common.' She closed the first aid kit with a snap. "And personally I don't mind two villains having a thing. It only gets tricky when they are from the other side." She sighed raising her hand to her head. "Why do things always get messy." She was getting a headache.

"Don't ask me..." He tried to sit. He leaned against the bed post and looked at Superwoman. "Are you going to find out what that bird was doing here?" He asked her.

She sighed, letting her hand fall to her side. "Yes." She turned around to face him. "And I want you to promise me you wont use your fear gass on other villains in this house, without talking to me first. Alright?!" She asked him impatiently.

Scarecrow sighed. "I promise. Only if they don't ask for it." He smirked lopsidedly, and winced, the motion hurting his facial wound.

"So, what is your plan finding out what Canary wanted from here?" Jonathan asked and swung his legs over the bedside to sit more upright.

She sighed and walked to him leaning her butt on the bed. She crossed her arms on her chest and looked down. "Canary wouldn't tell me anything, so my best choise is to get Meister to talk. And believe me I will get him to talk." She smirked to him. She nudged him on the shoulder. "And you will control your gun! I don't want anymore fights in this house. Or do you really enjoy being patched up by me?" She saked leaning closer to him, smirking sexily.

He huffed as she nudged him. He looked at her and saw her leaning towards him THAT look in her eyes again.
Jonathan gulped and looked away, a faint blush creeping to his cheeks. He mentally berated himself. He was falling for the bait yet again.

"I.. I can't promise anything but I'll try. Happy?" He tried to sound confident but he could sense that didn't pull of...

She smirked when she saw him blush. "Oh you are so cute when you blush." She said putting her hand on his thigh.

He could feel his blood start rushing. His wounds throbbed but he ignored it and focused on the hand on his thigh. "Umm, should we really do this rig-...?" He stopped when she saw her smoldering look.

She let her hand caress his thigh a few times. "If you don't want to, I'll stop." She whispered to his ear. She then took her hand from his thigh and walked away, to the counter where she left the first aid kit, she pretended to do something with it. She waited for him to make his move.

Jonathan let out breath he didn't know he was holding when Superwoman removed her hand and walked away.
He wasn't really opposed to what she was implying but he didn't want to be easy, not this time. But that woman sure had her ways...

He rose, a little wobbily, and started to head slowly towards Superwoman. He placed his hand on her shoulder and turned her to face him. Jonathan smiled at her and leaned in to seal their lips together and draped his arms around her.

Scarecrow moved his arm to fondle Superwoman's buttock.

She felt him turn her around, she smirked as he kissed her. She wrapped her arms behind his neck. She pulled from the kiss gently biting his lip. "I knew you couldn't resist." She moved her right leg between his legs and used her thigh to rubb his crotch. She looked into his eyes, challenging him.

He moaned but didn't take his eyes from her's. He was starting to harden and he wanted to get even.
Scarecrow took hold under her thighs and lifted her so she had to drape her legs around his waist. He carried her to the bed and flopped them both on it, he on top. He supported himself on his arms above her and then leaned in to kiss her neck. He trailed butterfly kisses along her throath and paused just so he could remove the top she was wearing. He resumed his kissing going down to her belly and all the way to her waistline.

She couldn't help but smirk to him sexily when he lifted her up and carried her to the bed. She let out a little moan when she felt his lips on her neck. When he had reached her waist she entwined her fingers into his hair. Smiling down at him to show it was okay to continue.

He looked up at her and saw her nod in approval. He opened the buttong and zipper of her jeans, he noted were very thight, and slid them of her and tossing them on the floor. Jonathan then focused his attention on her panties, which he gave the same treatement as the jeans.

Scarecrow lifted her legs and lowered his face between her legs.

(OOC: The internet is for poooornnn...)

She arched her back when he put his head between her legs. She moaned, taking his hair between her fingers and pulling on it, she bit her lip trying to stifle a moan.


OOC: O.o what porn?? this is sex XD

He kept licking her, he was going to get that moan out of her. He used his tongue to play with her nub for a while and then plunged his whole tongue inside her.

(OOC: *dies*)

She was enjoying his touches. When he plunged his tongue into her, she arched her head back and moaned. She pushed her hips forward.


OOC : longer posts please

There it was, the moan. He stopped and smiled. He crawled back up to face her and pressed their lips together hard. He pried her lips apart and slid his tongue in her mouth to explore. As he was doing that he opened his own trousers and positioned himself at her opening. He made a quick thrust and went inside to the hilt. He gasped and pulled out before pushing in again. Jonathan kept repeating the swaying motion back and forth. He deepened the kiss before turning to give her sloppy and wet kisses along her jaw to her neck.

(OOC: Long enough for you? xDDD)

OOC: yes XD

She eagerly kissed him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. She gasped when he entered her, she got adjusted to him fast. She started moaning, with every thrust he gave her, louder and louder. She smiled feeling his kisses on her neck, arching her head back, when he hit her g-spot, she moaned loudly.

He was close. He fastened his pace, leaning his head on the crook of Superwoman's neck. The bed creaked and hit the wall at the froce of their humping.

Jonathan couldn't hinder the impending end any longer.

"FUCK!" He screamed as he came hard. He fell beside Superwoman on the bed and breathed hard. His head and wounds began to throb again and he draped an arm over his eyes.