Dinah bit down on her plump bottom lip as Nightwing cupped her breast, squeezing her flesh through her leather suit. Her nipples hardened as they pushed against the material of her costume. She took the opportunity to remove her second glove while he did the same, discarding hers on the bed somewhere above her head. She kept her hands hiked high as he ran his along the length of her abdomen, coming to rest on her breasts. Her lips parted as he toyed with her nipples through her suit, feeling a shiver of desire run straight from her navel to her clitoris.<br/><br/>Bringing one leg up, she hooked it onto his hipbone and pressed her pelvis up to his in an attempt to dry hump with him, wishing their suits were not keeping her apart. But this was<i>Nightwing</i>and she wasn't sure if she'd ever get the chance to sleep with him again after tonight (maybe he only wanted her now because she was a novelty), so why not enjoy this session to its fullest when a quickie would have sufficed too? Maybe she should give him a night to remember among the many he surely had on a regular basis.<br/><br/>When his lips pressed against her neck, Black Canary sighed in pleasure, moaning gently as he sucked roughly enough to create hickeys. She ran her hands up into his hair and fisted her fingers, bringing his earlobe to her straight, white teeth to bite down none too gently on the sensitive flesh. Her body clenched as she felt another shot of pleasure work its way to her womb. She was wet; she didn't even need to check to know it. One hand trailed down his neck and along his spine, searching for a crack in his armor so that she could begin removing it. She needed to feel<i>him</i>on her.