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?"

"Green." She nodded and opened the bedside drawer in the nightstand. She rooted through it before finding the lube. 

"Still green?" she asked, showing him the bottle.

"As green as Green Lantern." Richie giggled at his eagerness and put the gel to one side as she got out her strap on. "Don't you wanna get off first?" he asked, seeing her strap on the belt. They'd thought about investing a dildo that didn't require her to wear the belt but neither really committed to it. They had a system already. She shook her head, grabbing a medium-sized dildo and fixing it in place. "I wanna see your lovely face under me first," she replied, moving back to where she once was. She took the lube and spread the gel on her fingers. "Besides, I hardly top anymore."

He tutted and caught her lips, beginning a deep kiss as she positioned her fingers. She slid one in and he took in a sharp breath. She pulled away with a worried look. "Green," he told her before she asked. Richie nodded and slid in another. She paused for a minute then began pumping them in and out. Wally threw his head back with a guttural moan and she bit her lip. He had to know what he was doing to her. She leaned over him and kissed the now dark hickies that patterned his skin. He grasped her shoulders as she plunged in a third finger. "You like that?" she asked. It was partially a check up on the ginger and partially a way to make herself ever more lustful. "I love it," he whimpered, a dazed smile on his face. Richie slipped her fingers out which made her boyfriend pout. 

"So impatient," she commented. She lubed up the dildo and carefully moved into him. 

"Amber," he said, squeezing his eyes shut. She froze as her eyes studied his expressions. Small tears were bubbling up at the corner of his eyes. 

"Do you need to stop? It's okay if you need to," she reminded him. 

"Just give me a minute to adjust." She nodded and kissed his face, the action devoid of lust and full of care. He let out a shaky breath before continuing. "Green," he added a few moments later. She nodded and began thrusting into him. His nails dug into her skin, tearing some of it, which caused her to whimper in delight. "Masochist," he teased. She cackled under her breath. One of the thrusts went deeper than expected but that's just what Wally needed. "There!" he shouted, his back beginning to arch off the bed.

"As you wish." She repeated the action and was rewarded with a series of moans calling for her. Wally's hands traveled to her bra and began to grope her breasts through the material. "Walls," she whined. He smirked deviously and rubbed his thumbs over her nipples. He licked and sucked on them through the material. To pay him back, Richie took his sensitive member in her right hand and pumped it. The ginger writhed with pleasure and moved so his head was resting on her shoulder. He got up close to her ear, purposefully moaning her names and whispering praise. "Fuck Wally."

"I'm gettin close," he told her. He ran his left one hand groping her boob then ran the other up Richie's neck, lacing her hair between his fingers before tugging harshly. She grunted and got faster.

Wally's head jerked back as he came again and he began rolling his hips to ride out his orgasm. Richie then pulled out and wiped her hand on the sheets. She smirked at the state she left the speedster in. "You did so well- HOLY SHIT THE BAKER DID IT!" she exclaimed, jumping up to find the case file that had been tossed away. She opened it back up and looked through her notes. Yes! It was the baker! "What're you talking 'bout?" Wally slurred. He was barely coming back to grips with reality after he was just on cloud 9. She unbuckled the belt, throwing it off to deal with later, and plucked up her Nightwing suit. "The case! The only guy that could've done it is the baker," she told him.

"Are you going out?" he asked, not bothering to hide his disappointment. He sat up when she nodded. "Can't you get someone else to do it?" he added. She sat on the side of the bed and pulled on the tight-fitting suit. 

"I mean yeah but-" she was cut off by her boyfriend's strong arms wrapping around her torso. 

"C'mon baby, I gotta repay you for a good job ain't I?" he told her, his voice husky. She leaned her head back with a cheeky smile.

"And you'll make it worth my time?"

"When have I ever disappointed you?" he inquired. She cackled sweetly.

"Give me a minute to text Babs and then I'm all yours." They kissed and she took off the little part of the suit she'd got on. She crawled over to the other side of the bed for her phone and shot off a text. Barbara would pick up the case and do a good job of it. She still owed Richie the favor. When she was done, Wally grabbed her and pushed her to the bed. Both of them laughed at his eagerness and continued where they left off. He reached around her chest and unhooked her bra, tossing it to the floor. His hands messaged them and she let out a shaky breath. His lips pressed against the white lines that dug into her skin. "Walls," she called lightly. He hummed in response, making her bite her lip as the vibrations ran through her body. "This is the time being a speedster comes in handy."

"Still have a refractory period hun."

"I mean the other thing." He nodded and slid his hand underneath her thin undergarments.

"Damn, I really got you this wet?" he asked, grinning ear to ear. He looked so proud of himself. She rolled her eyes with a nod. His smug expression got worse and kissed her deeply, allowing their tongues to battle for dominance with Richie's winning. She still had some leftover top energy. She wrapped her arms around his neck to keep him close to her and he much obliged. He began rubbing circles around her clit before making his hand vibrate. She jerked out of the kiss with a loud shocked moan. "Wally," she called. Her pupils were blown as he went faster and harder. 

"Can I go further?"

"Please do!" He inserted his index finger and kept his thumb vibrating against what was driving her crazy. He stepped up the ante and added another finger. She reunited their lips and moaned into his mouth. Her legs spread so he could get a better angle. He fingered her relentlessly until she approached her peak. "You gonna cum baby?" She nodded and sent him a quick glare. 

"If y-you s-top I'll b-beat yo-your ass," she stuttered. The pleasure made it difficult to string together a coherent thought let alone a sentence. 

"Who said I wouldn't love it?"

"Wally," she warned. He shook his head at her, enjoying the fact he'd irritated her and stepped up the vibration. Richie let out a high pitched moan and arched her back as she was finally given the relief she needed. "Thank you," she said, giving him a soft kiss on his plump lips. They were swollen from the kissing and she doubted hers looked any better. He took his hand away and smiled. "Just happy to help. Now can you be a doll and help me to the shower? I fully can't walk."

"Can it be a couple's shower?"

"No sex?"

"Just a shower. I'm not about to smack my head off the tiles because you wanted to be "adventurous"."