Tiger Mother (DC Comics)

Tiger Mother (DC Comics)

A/N: Tiger Mother was a commissioned one shot originally written back in August of 2020. Posting it up now for people to enjoy!

Summary: Lady Shiva is anxious for a foe to be born who could finally beat her, or at least provide a good challenge to her. She had some hopes about her daughter being The One, but that's out. So she's deciding to just repeat the process, as it were.

Themes: Breeding, Rough Sex, Fucked Silly

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He awakens to the sound of the door to his room being eased open. Despite knowing he should be safe; he comes to consciousness with adrenaline racing through his heart... and one of the most debilitating erections he's felt in his entire life. Sitting up, Tim Drake, aka the Red Robin, throws the sheet off of himself, revealing an extreme tent in the boxers that he fell asleep in.

At the same time, a dark figure has appeared at the foot of his bed... and before he can further react, she's leaping at him. Luckily, it's not an actual threat, or Tim might have died then and there. Instead, Cassandra Cain, his sort-of adopted sister, lands on him in a move that takes the breath out of his lungs... and then kisses him deeply, in a way that keeps him from getting much more.

Having to breath in heavily through his nostrils, Tim finds his hands going to Cassandra's hips as the young Asian woman kisses him wildly and desperately. She's aggressive in a way he's never seen her before... sexually. And yet, Tim is there for it. Part of him, a vanishingly small part in the back of his mind, is trying to tell him this is wrong.

But it feels too good. As the old cliché goes, if this is wrong, Tim doesn't WANT to be right. Cassandra is certainly enthusiastic, rubbing herself against his erection, her panties the only thing she'd slept in as well. She's not even wearing a bra, leaving her small tits naked and exposed, her nipples standing on end and fully erect.

They kiss and kiss, the two of them. And honestly, it feels like it was meant to be. Cassandra Cain, the Fourth Batgirl, these days known as Black Bat... she felt GOOD in his arms. She felt like she belonged there with Tim, and Tim didn't want to let her go, even for a moment. It was obvious she was feeling just as horny right now as he was. In fact, he could feel her arousal seeping right through her panties AND his boxers, the warm wet feeling of her gushing sexual fluids stirring him in a way he wasn't already stirred.

It was obvious from Cassandra's whimpering mewls into his mouth that she was uncertain of how to continue. Well, Tim could certainly help with that. His hands move from the gorgeous young woman's hips down to her panties, and quickly he pulls them down her legs. Once he's making his move, Cassandra is all too eager to help him. After they've got her underwear off, well, it's a simple enough task to remove his as well.

His cock springs free of its confines, and neither Tim nor Cassandra are in any mood for more foreplay. As their lips pull apart, Tim is already guiding his cockhead up to her slit. For a moment, the two of them make eye contact, really seeing each other, despite the hazy, lust-filled fog that's descended over both of them.

"Cassie..."

In response, Cassandra, no doubt feeling the pressure of his bulbous cockhead against her cunt, slams herself down onto his member. Tim groans at the sensation, at the feeling of her pussy spreading open around his cock and her inner walls squeezing and clinging to his member. She's so fucking wet, just as turned on as he is from the look of things. His balls churning, his cock harder than he could ever remember it being, Tim wraps his arms around Cassandra and holds her close as he begins to lift her up his length, only to drop her back down again.

Throaty wanton moans leave the young woman's lips as she tilts her head back in ecstasy, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into her chest. Up and down she goes, riding him with some help from Tim along the way. He's sitting up and she's in his lap, and they're fucking. They're fucking in a way that makes Tim feel like they should have been doing this ages ago.

The voice in the back of his head, the one that would normally give all the reasons for them not to be engaging in sexual intercourse, is so damn quiet right now. Drowned out by the pleasure, by the desire. Tim can't get enough of Cassandra's body, and she in turn can't get enough of his. Riding him, riding his cock... it has to feel as good for her as it feels for him. The way she's tightening up around him, the way she's-

A loud cry leaves Cassandra's lips as she cums around his member. There's no denying that's what it is. There's no other explanation. Tim is no blushing virgin, nor is he some selfish lover. He knows what a fucking female orgasm feels like, and he knows Cassandra would have absolutely no reason to try and fake it.

Clearly, giving up Cassandra to that bastard Cain had been a mistake of the highest order. He'd ruined her before Lady Shiva had ever even gotten a chance to face Cassandra. It was only through the talents of the Batman and his 'Bat Family' that Cassandra had been repaired, but at the same time, the way in which they'd fixed and rebuilt her had left her unable to do the deed Lady Shiva needed her for.

In the end, there was really only one option, wasn't there? It was that very option that Lady Shiva was carrying out now. As she begins to ride Timothy Drake harder and faster, her gasps and groans and moans begin to reach a higher pitch. He really is a fine specimen, and it doesn't surprise her when he manages to extract an orgasm from her that rocks her body and disrupts her focus.

What does surprise her is him taking advantage of that fact to turn the tables and pin her to the bed, just as he'd done with her daughter. Reacting belatedly, Lady Shiva prepares to turn the tables right back, only for him to slam back into her, proving that the aphrodisiac coursing through his system was still... in charge, so to speak.

Grinning, she lets herself enjoy the experience of being pinned down and taken by the young man, much as her daughter was. It was so rare that she got to lay with a man with enough confidence and courage to take what he wanted from her. Without having to worry about him missing his mark (after all, he hadn't even HESITATED to spill his seed inside of Cassandra) Lady Shiva lays back and lets it happen, lets the pleasure overtake her again and again.

This was both her revenge... and perhaps her reward. It was also, simply put, the best choice in her eyes. The last sperm donor had been subpar. This one, the man behind Red Robin, was perfect in her eyes. He was also part of the Bat Family that had trained Cassandra in such a way that she couldn't kill Shiva when the time came. But they were also the ones who'd taken Cassandra in.

So yes, in the end, by having Timothy impregnate her, Lady Shiva considered this revenge, reward, and simple perfection all at one time. The Bat Family were paying her back by giving her another child who could become the One to defeat her, while at the same time she was rewarding them by finally giving her daughter and Tim the chance to explore their feelings for one another.

She didn't expect them to thank her or appreciate what she'd done here tonight. They probably wouldn't even be happy that she'd shown some glaringly obvious security flaws in the Hong Kong base of their 'Batman Incorporated' organization. But that was okay. She didn't require thanks or appreciation... all she needed was the young Drake's seed.

With a low growl and grunt, he delivers his load to her womb, just as he did with her daughter. Feeling him inside of her, deep, DEEP inside of her, Lady Shiva smiles, knowing that the fertility drugs she'd placed in the same gas mixture as the aphrodisiac and adrenaline would make certain that both she and her daughter got pregnant off of the night's activities.

As the adrenaline in Tim's system runs out just like it did with Cassandra, he passes out on top of her, forcing Lady Shiva to slowly leverage him off so she could get out from under him. Rising off of the bed, pressing a piece of adhesive to her cunt lips to keep his precious seed inside of her, the gorgeous femme fatale looks down at the two unconscious young people, and smiles.

"Good luck with this one, daughter. He's certainly wild."

And then she leaves. She has a baby to prepare for, after all, and only nine months to do it.

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