Tim Drake was training alone inside the batfamily gym to perfect his martial skills. He wore his regular Robin outfit as he rapidly punched a bag. His innocent blue eyes focused on the target in front as he gave a few rapid upper and low jabs followed by a powerful right hook. He let out a grunt as he punched at the bag again too focused on thoughts in his head to hear the overly tricky Stephanie Brown subtly sneak into the gym.
At the last moment he heard her and turned around quickly to see Stephanie dressed in her Spoiler costume. She walked towards him standing just around his height while booted tight soles tapped against the ground. Looking towards the goofy waffle queen with his bright blue eyes he smirked a bit glad to have her company and needing to work on his combative skills.
"Glad to see i'm not the only one in this gym. I really could use a sparring partner, want to try to go for a few rounds?"
While Stephanie was one of their more inexperienced newer members, he came to love and admire her positive persona and how she handled everything around her. She was a quick learner and already more then capable of handling night patrols and even taking on other Batfamily members in spars
Stephanie could hear Tim in the gym working on his form. She was hoping to maybe lighten his mood a little. He seemed so wrapped around his thoughts to even hear her walk inside. She just finished riling up bandits, so she had already worked up a sweat.
"that's definitely one way to greet me, rather than a quick hello hi you immediately ask to spar...you never change do you Tim?"
While walking past him she leaned against the punching bag he was training on
"if I say no you're gonna give me the eyes so- I suppose I don't have a choice do I? Ugh right after i took care a couple of bandits too."
Being always the serious one of the duo, Tim couldn't help but give a slight smile at seeing Stephanie's cheerful face despite being somewhat covered. He could tell she had been out on a rather hard patrol and cooking up some sweat which gave him an idea. While he was very close with Steph he was also extremely devoted to his work and hardly would know when to stop. Glancing up and down her shapely form, he takes notice of her boots having some blood stains on them showing that she did some serious ass kicking.
"Well you know me, I'm always looking to train, or train someone else in your case. It doesn't stop me from smiling every time I see you though but we got to keep maintaining our training.` You can never let up and get too relaxed in our line of work."
Tim said lightly as he lightly tapped the punching bag before walking a couple steps back assuming a defensive stance. Being more of a book worm and nerd, he was extremely smart but lacked the same level of combative skill Stephanie did which is why he'd find her gaining an advantage over him more often then not recently.
She leaned back on the bag and yawned, laying her head back
"yeah yeah 'we must be the signs of justice' or whatever bats calls it. I don't get how you're able to deal with that old man for so long, he's always so grim."
She replied silently, before getting off the punching bag and giving it a hefty kick, watching it fling to the back of the wall.
"If you're willing to spar...lets say we make this interesting...Loser has to do what the winner says." she stated with a devious grin, already having something in mind if she were to win. Something either Tim would dread, or absolutely love...depending on his tastes.
Tim raises an eyebrow to Stephanie's comment, not sure what to make of her mischievous grin. He was sure she had something devious planned that he may hate but was determined to show her up and not back down from the challenge.
"Sounds fair to me, just hope it's nothing too crazy. You always have some of the wildest ideas that can really weird me out on the rare times you beat me." Tim said jokingly while his blue eyes studied her trying to read her expression. Glancing down to her purple boots, he begins taking a defensive stance before beckoning her forward to attack.
"Oh and don't worry, I'll be sure not to hurt that pretty face of yours too badly." Tim teased to egg her on to start.
"maybe you'll love it, maybe you'll hate it. Doesn't matter cause if you lose you'd have to do it anyway." she chuckled, before getting into a stance "the wildest ideas are always the funnest! You gotta liven up a little than just training you know? But, we'll see who wins." and with that, she ran towards him and immediately sweeped him down to the ground "that was easier than expected to catch you off guard...are you falling for me?" she teased with a smirk.
"Guess I better win this one and save a surprise for you instead Steph. I definitely wouldn't want to Spoil the surprise."
Tim was so distracted as he flirted with Stephanie, he hardly could react in time as she suddenly sweeped him to the ground. Groaning from her joke, he quickly jumps back to his feet, putting on a more determined expression.
"You certainly have shown me that before, I hate to admit it but you have me wondering now." Rushing at Stephanie he attempts to attack her with a combination of a right and left hook
"oh come on you know it was funny." she replied with a chuckle, before noticing him rushing her. She quickly dodged the right hook and grabbed his left arm, before wrapping her arm around his and flipping him over back to the ground "once again...falling for me~" she laughed, as she pinned him down with one boot "so do you give up and yet and ready for your punishment or are you still willing to give it another go?" she asked with thr same smirk on her face
Tim knew Stephanie was the better combatant of the two, or at least more unpredictable. Despite his seriousness, his skillset was more involved with solving problems and his intellect which came in handy in many situations. When she flipped him over onto his back, he gasped, feeling the air rush out of him. A light cute blush comes to his cheeks from Stephanie's taunting teases before feeling her dirty booted sole pin him down underfoot putting him in a helpless situation. Trying to push her off, he gives her a wry grin before shaking his head gazing up at her beautiful smirking face
"You'll have to do better then that to defeet me. Lets see how well you can keep me pinned underfoot."
She finally felt triumphant as she kept him pinned to her boot with her arms crossed, before she heard the joke. "seriously Tim? So what you're just gonna struggle under my foot until you give up?" she stared at him for a moment, before shrugging "ok." she stated with a grin, before sitting down, having her other boot placed on his chest, keeping pressure so he wouldn't get up. "go on, get up. Or at least try to."
Pinned underfoot, the birdy squirmed a bit feeling his cheeks flush from being so easily beaten and in such a demeaning position. He tried to pry her free but found that he couldn't budge her as he gripped her purple stuffy boots. Finally giving up, he taps her leg, knowing that it would feed into her devious desires and playful immature personality more as she'd bask in the victory.
"Alright, alright you win this one. I give up, now why don't you get off me and show this birdy what you had in mind."
Her eyes gleamed to finally hear him give up, as she chuckled as he asked for her to get off "um...no." she replied simply, getting back up right on top of him, though careful to not hurt him "see this is my punishment for you, and it starts with this." she stated watching his blush become more visible "cause it's gonna be aaaalll about my feet for a long while." she added, walking on his chest a little, before grinning "first, say who won, then we'll get right to business."
Tim's bright innocent blue eyes widened momentarily, a shocked expression displayed across his handsome youthful face.
"F-feet? What do you mean?"
For once the bright Robin was dumbfound as he gazed up at her confident, mischivious smirk, seeing a hint of sadistic empowerment behind that grin. He gulped nervously, glancing down momentarily at her boots, noticing how dirty and worn they looked from running around for so long, then when she stood up on his chest, he flinched a bit feeling the pressure but luckily it hardly hurt due to how light she was. Squirming a bit more beneath her feet, he tried to show some defiance as he gazed up at her playful prankish face, knowing he'd be in for a hell.
"I'm not doing anything like that, your feet must reek and be so dirty, I bet they'd knock me senseless." He said while sweating, knowing he was completely at her mercy either way and would have to comply to her regardless if he wanted to or not.
"Awe cmon I thought you'd like my feet Tim." she stated with a chuckle "if not...maybe you will soon, who knows." she added, stepping to his side, applying a bit of pressure, before sitting back down "I didn't hear who had won yet Birdy, that's what i asked for first before we start this punishment." she repeated, waiting for the response she asked for patiently, tapping her foot on his chest lightly "it shouldn't be that hard...should it?"
"A-alright alright, you won this one Steph." Tim says a bit hesitantly as he boots shifted around on his chest. He saw no easy way out of this aside from forward and while he didn't want to admit it, there was a certain thrill to being dominated and forced into being with her feet. He always had a certain weakness for that despite hiding it so well. The only thing he dreaded was how strong the smell would be and the demeaning situation he'd be forced in.
"Looks like you got this birdy all pinned. Now what sort of punishment are we talking about here?"
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