Are you happy now?

                                    

                                          
It's a smut chapter so children avert your eyes 
                          
Are you happy now PNGonzalez??? Over 2000 words of smut??? Is that enough???
                          
Here's female Dick topping Wally - yes she's called Richie in this house we allow this *cough cough* and I only just realized Rikki was an option and I not about to create all that work *cough cough*
                          
I STRUGGLED SO HARD WRITING THIS SO APPRECIATE IT 
                          


                          


                          


                          
Richie was sitting in bed, her eyes focused on the case file she had in front of her. It wasn't exactly light reading but she wanted to have one last look at it in case she had any new ideas. She was getting frustrated with it in all honesty. It was like the answer was staring her right in the face but she still couldn't put her finger on it. She sighed in defeat and placed the folder on the nightstand. "Something up babe?" Wally inquired as he slipped under the covers. She huffed with a nod, snatching up the brown folder and waving it about.  
                          
"This stupid case has got me stumped. I'm so close I know but I just can't get it," she complained.
                          
"No wonder. You've been staring at it nearly all night. You won't get anywhere going about it like that," he told her. Of course, she already knew that but that didn't stop her from pouting about being told. The ginger smirked and took the case from her hand. "How about you put that frustration to use?" he suggested. Richie rolled her eyes teasingly and put her hand on his thigh to draw out a light gasp. 
                          
"Oh, and what's made you think of that?" His eyes darted around her body that wasn't being hidden by the sheets. She didn't miss them lingering on her lacey bra. Perhaps she'd worn it to tempt him. He didn't know and he didn't care. She could look amazing wearing a bin bag. She stroked up and down his thigh with only her fingertips, sending shivers of delight up his spine. "You offered it when I was stressed, it's only fair to return the favor," he responded, forcing himself to meet her eyes. She brushed her hand across his boxers purposefully yet an innocent smile played across her lips when he bit back a moan. "Someone's sensitive. I'm starting to think you came to bed horny," she mocked. Her hand brushed past him again. 
                          
"Fuck," he whispered. She chuckled lowly and brought her hand back up. 
                          
"Can I top tonight?" she asked. Her tone was light, letting him know that he could refuse. God he really loved her. 
                          
"It's like you read my mind," he answered. 
                          
"Remember our system from before?"
                          
"Green for go, amber to pause, red to stop. Right now, I'm bright green," he responded. 
                          


                          


                          
She grinned at him and pushed him into the bed, straddling him. She was feeling particularly mischievous and decided that she'd give him a little bit of hell. Richie began moving her hips, rubbing up against his crotch, and attacked his neck with kisses and love bites. Wally's hands instantly reached out for her hips, gripping her muscular thighs to make sure she didn't stop the friction. He felt her smirk against his skin as he let out shaky breaths that were bordering on moans. "C-can't you go faster?" he requested. Richie kissed up his neck and whispered in his ear,
                          
 "Typical speedster. Always wanting to go fast. Isn't this more fun?" Shivers ran down his spine. He didn't know why but that voice always made him weak. 
                          
"Jus-please." 
                          
"How about I go one better?" She took the other's hands off her waist and kissed down his chest, leaving a love bite here and there. She hooked two nimble fingers under the waistband of his boxers then pulled them down quickly. "I can see why you wanted to go faster," she mocked, seeing his hard-on. He whined in response. Seeing this she decided to stop toying with him. Richie licked a long stripe up his shaft before taking him in her mouth. Immediately he moaned loudly and melted under her. She bobbed her head up and down, slowly increasing the pace. Moans and pleasured groans ran from the ginger's mouth yet he still found the pace too slow. His fingers weaved themselves into Richie's long black locks and gave a tug. Vibrations ran straight through him as she let out a groan. He chuckled quietly. He knew she loved it when he did that. He began moving her head so they could go faster, making sure she had the ability to stop when she wanted. She pulled away with a soft wet pop but didn't move too far away. "Babe, if you're gonna pull my hair, you gotta pull it way harder than that," she told him. He nodded, a dark blush covering his freckled face. She resumed at a quicker pace, one that satisfied the speedster, and felt herself grow wet from the burn of her scalp when he pulled at her hair. "Richie," Wally breathed out. His toes curled as he was brought to the edge. Considering he'd been such a good sport beforehand, she let him finish. His grip tightened and with one strong pull of her hair, Wally released in her mouth. She swallowed it and wiped off some of the remnants from her lip with the back of her hand. "Feel better?" she asked. He nodded, panting. "Good. How're we doing?"