Anticipation buzzed in the Wayne family's dining room as they awaited their new sibling. Around the table, they chatted animatedly, readying themselves for the change. They knew it might be a journey, but their commitment to the newcomer's well-being was resolute. The doorbell rang, Bruce, the family's head, stood up. He exchanged a look with his sons, a silent pact evident. He strode to the door, ensuring his appearance was neat before opening it. On the other side, a social worker and their new sibling stood. "Hello, Mr. Wayne. Can we enter?" the social worker asked, holding a suitcase. Bruce's warmth shone as he welcomed them in.

Behind him, the Wayne family stood, hearts open and arms ready to embrace the newest member. Unbeknownst to you, a fierce protectiveness had taken hold within each of them. Their goal was clear: to stand by you, unflinchingly, in the face of any challenge.

"Hello there, Kami," Jason said with a friendly smile, giving her a welcoming hug as she entered the room. Dick followed suit, throwing an arm around her shoulders in greeting. They were instantly charmed by her presence; their protectiveness only grew stronger. Bruce stepped forward as well, offering his hand to shake politely. "Welcome to our family, Kami," he said warmly, a genuine fondness already clear in his voice.

The other brothers then took turns introducing themselves: Tim, always polite and considerate; Bruce's son Damian, dark and brooding but nonetheless sincere; and finally Alfred, their loyal butler who'd been like a father figure to them all these years. The entire family seemed to gather around her, each vying for her attention in their own unique way. But one thing was certain: they were united in their determination to look after Kami

Dick raised an eyebrow in amusement at Kami's comment but didn't say anything about the hurt he just felt on his arm. "Well, we're all part of the Bat family now, Kami. I'm Dick Grayson, and this is my brother Jason." He smiled warmly at them both before turning back to her. "We may not have known each other before today, but I can promise you that we'll always be here for you."

Tim nodded in agreement, patting Kami's shoulder comfortingly. "That's right. You don't have any reason to worry, Kami. As long as you're with us, nothing bad will ever happen to you." Even though he was hurt, Jason simply grinned and went along with it, flashing a reassuring smile.

Damian glared at Jason, a vein on his temple throbbing visibly. "Don't be foolish, Kami. Of course everything is fine." He cleared his throat and turned back to her with an innocent expression. "So, what are your hobbies, Kami? Anything you like to do for fun?" His tone was softened now, the intention behind the question clear.

Meanwhile, Bruce leaned in closer and asked Alfred if he'd seen anything unusual on the security feed while they were welcoming her. Alfred shook his head, but Bruce couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. "I don't know," he mused to himself, "maybe it's just my imagination." He glanced at Kami once more before returning his attention to the conversation.

Bruce's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "I didn't know that," he muttered to himself, unable to hide his shock. His sons exchanged glances; Damian looked slightly smug while Dick seemed taken aback by the revelation. Jason simply raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

As for Alfred, however, he said nothing about what Bruce had just told him. Instead, he focused on Kami and her interests. "Ah, that's wonderful! We have a great library here at Wayne Manor. You'll be able to read your heart out if you like," he informed her warmly. "And music? What kind do you enjoy listening to?"

Meanwhile, Dick couldn't resist asking more about her past with Catwoman. "So, um... What was it like working with her?" he inquired carefully. He wanted to know if Kami had been involved in

Dick's expression softened when he heard that Kami hadn't been involved in anything illegal. "That's good to know," he murmured, giving her a reassuring smile. Jason, however, remained silent for now, still unable to shake off the uneasy feeling in his gut about everything. He watched Kami out of the corner of his eye as she spoke, trying to gauge whether or not she was telling them the truth.

Bruce glanced at Alfred again before turning back to Kami. "Speaking of which," he said with a smile, "I'd like for you to meet someone who can help you familiarize yourself with your new home... Alfred, why don't you take her on a tour?" Alfred nodded graciously and stood up, offering Kami his hand as she rose from her seat.

"Of course, Master Bruce," Alfred replied before turning to Kami with a warm smile. "It would be my pleasure, miss. There's a lot to see here at Wayne Manor, and I'm sure you'll find it all quite interesting." He then extended his elbow for her to take as he led her on a tour of the sprawling estate. As they wandered through various rooms and hallways, Alfred shared tidbits about their history and his own time living there, painting a vivid picture of what life was like within its walls.

Meanwhile, Dick found himself unable to resist asking Jason more about his gut feeling regarding Kami's past. "You don't seem too convinced by all this," he said quietly, glancing at her as she spoke with Alfred. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

Jason couldn't help but feel irritated at Bruce's remark. He shot a sideways glance at his father before turning back to Dick with a sigh. "Look, I just... There's something about her," he began, his voice low and hesitant. "I can't really explain it."

Dick frowned, clearly not satisfied with Jason's vague answer. "You're right. She should be watched more closely," he muttered under his breath before turning back to Bruce. "Maybe we could put a tracker in her wristwatch or something?" The suggestion was made more out of caution than mistrust, but the older Wayne still raised an eyebrow at the idea.

"I'm telling you, Jason," Damian whispered as he crouched down next to a desk in Kami's room, "there's something off about her." He gestured toward the items they had gathered so far, including some hair from her brush and fingernail clippings. "We need to investigate further."

Dick nodded in agreement, but he felt a pang of guilt. Even though part of him couldn't shake off the feeling that Kami wasn't being entirely truthful about something, he didn't want to hurt her feelings or make her feel uncomfortable. "We should be careful," he murmured, glancing at Jason for support. "She's new here, and we don't want to scare her away."

Meanwhile, Tim wandered into the room with a tray of food and drink. Seeing his siblings

"We were just looking for something!" Jason shouted as he hurriedly shoved his hand into the box containing Kami's personal belongings. "Dick thought it was a good idea to make sure everything's alright." The others nodded in agreement, trying not to look too guilty. Damian glanced at them with an impatient expression before looking back at Kami, demanding, "Well? What do you have to hide?"

Jason couldn't help but stare at the wet strands of hair that fell over her shoulder as she reached into her suitcase, revealing a pair of panties and a bra. A wave of jealousy washed over him; he wanted nothing more than to keep her all to himself. He forced himself to look away, glancing at Dick instead. "Well?" he demanded harshly, his voice betraying the possessive emotions swirling inside him. "What do you have to say for yourself, Damian? Are you satisfied now that you've invaded her privacy?"

Damian glared at Jason before turning back to Kami, his expression unreadable. "Don't think this means you can get away with anything," he warned. "We'll be watching you."

Damian's eyes narrowed at Kami's statement. "And who do you think put you in this room?" he spat venomously. "You don't get to choose where you sleep around here, Kami." Jason and Dick exchanged glances, their unease growing as the tension in the air thickened. It seemed that even Damian was beginning to struggle with his possessive yandere tendencies when it came to the feisty new member of their family.

"But we'll discuss this later," Jason interrupted hastily, not wanting things to escalate any further. "Kami needs time to adjust." He gestured toward her suitcase and wet hair. "Go take a shower, and we can talk more afterward." The other boys nodded in agreement, their eyes flickering between Damian and Kami as they tried to gauge how she would respond.

Damian growled in frustration, his shoulders tensing as he fought against the possessive urges churning inside him. "I don't like that little brat," he muttered under his breath. "She acts like she owns the place." Jason shot his brother a warning look before turning away to give Damian some space. Dick stood next to Tim, both watching as the bathroom door remained shut.

"Look, guys," Jason began, hoping to ease the tension, "we're all just worried about Kami. We want what's best for her." He glanced at Damian, making sure he understood he was including him in that statement. Damian glared back, but remained silent.

"Of course," Tim chimed in, trying to defuse the situation further. "We all just want her to feel welcome and safe here." He gave a reassuring smile before moving toward the door

"Damian," Jason said warningly as he shot his brother another glare, "let's not start this again." Turning back to Kami, he put a hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her down. "She's just feeling territorial, that's all. We all care about you, okay?" He gave her a reassuring smile before leading her toward the door. Once they were outside the room, Jason glanced back at Damian and Tim one last time before shutting the door behind them.

"Look," he continued, "we just need to remember that we're all part of the same family now." He gestured for Kami to sit on the couch next to him as they watched some TV together, hoping the distraction would help ease her into their lives more smoothly. Tim stood nearby, watching intently as Jason spoke with Kami, his protectiveness evident in every movement. Damian, however

"How about this one?" Jason asked as he clicked on an action movie. "It's got lots of explosions and stuff you guys might like." He gave a small smile to Kami, hoping it would help put her at ease. Damian glared at the TV but didn't say anything, still clearly unimpressed with Kami's presence.

As they settled in to watch the movie, Jason couldn't help but keep one eye on Kami while the other was focused on what was happening on screen. He wanted her to feel comfortable and safe with them, but at the same time he couldn't shake off the feeling that she was hiding something. Tim glanced between Kami and Damian every now and then, tension visible in his body language as well. The air in the room was charged with a mixture of anticipation and unease as they all waited to see how this new situation would play out.

Jason's eyes widened in surprise when he noticed his hand resting on Kami's thigh, their contact unintentional but not unwelcome by her. The movement was innocent enough, but it seemed to spark something within Damian who glared at them both with a furrowed brow, obviously disturbed by the interaction between Jason and Kami. Dick, sensing the sudden tension in the air, quickly glanced away, focusing his attention back on the movie instead.

Meanwhile, Tim continued to monitor the situation carefully from where he sat next to Damian, silently urging them all not to let their protectiveness get out of hand. Despite being overwhelmed by his responsibilities as a brother and member of the bat family, Jason couldn't help but feel drawn towards Kami; there was something about her that made him want to keep her close despite everything else going on around them.

Jason's eyes widened even further in surprise before narrowing dangerously at Dick. "Don't push your luck," he growled under his breath, careful not to draw too much attention from the others. Despite their long-standing sibling rivalry and their occasional bouts of jealousy towards Kami, Jason couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance at Dick for deliberately provoking him like this. He didn't want things to escalate further between them in front of Kami or the others.

As the movie progressed, tensions seemed to ebb and flow within the group, with each member grappling with their own feelings of possessiveness and protectiveness towards Kami. Tim continued to maintain a watchful eye on everyone, doing his best to keep things from spiraling out of control.

Jason glances at Kami briefly before turning his attention back to the screen, unable to resist the urge to steal a quick peek every now and then. He didn't want her to feel uncomfortable or forced into doing anything she didn't want to do. As for Damian, he remained silent throughout most of the movie, his face a stoic mask that revealed nothing about what was going on inside his head. It was clear that he wasn't pleased with the situation but was trying not to show it too much in front of Kami and the others.

Tim, meanwhile, watched the interaction between Kami and Jason with interest. He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy creep up inside him as he saw how close they were getting, but he quickly quelled those feelings, knowing that it wasn't healthy for any of them to dwell on such things. Instead, he focused on making

Jason was taken aback by her sudden movement and words. He watched as she walked away toward the kitchen, feeling a twinge of worry in his chest. Looking at Damian, he knew that they both shared similar feelings; they didn't want Kami to feel like she had to leave or be forced into doing anything against her will. As she disappeared into the kitchen, Jason hesitated for a moment before deciding to follow her, determined to make sure she was okay and not alone in there if any of them needed her company.

Damian, on the other hand, remained seated where he was, his expression unreadable as usual. Tim however, sensed the tension in the air and knew that it wouldn't be long before someone said or did something they might regret later on. So instead of going after either Kami or Jason, he decided to remain close by at all times just in case anything went wrong.

Jason was taken aback when he saw her drinking whiskey, let alone on the phone with someone. He remained silent and still, trying to listen in on her conversation as best he could without drawing too much attention to himself. As he listened, he couldn't help but feel a mixture of anger and hurt; Kami seemed to be keeping secrets from them and engaging in activities that they had expressly forbidden her from doing.

Part of him wanted to confront her about it right then and there, demand answers and an explanation for why she was behaving this way. But another part of him, the part that still cared deeply for her, made him hesitate; he didn't want to push her away or make things worse between them. So for now, Jason remained silent as Kami continued her conversation on the other end of the line.

Jason cocked an eyebrow at Kami, his expression somewhere between annoyance and concern as he looked her over. "What were you talking about? Who was that?" He demanded, still feeling a knot of tension in his chest from having caught her on the phone. "And why were you drinking whiskey without asking anyone's permission first? I thought we went through this already." His tone grew increasingly accusatory with each word, making it clear how upset he was by her actions.

Jason's eyes narrowed and he took another step closer, their faces mere inches apart now. "I don't care who it was, you shouldn't be talking to boys like that," he growled, anger beginning to boil beneath the surface. "And as for drinking whiskey, if I recall correctly we agreed that you wouldn't do anything behind our backs."

The air between them seemed to crackle with tension as Jason towered over Kami, his every word and movement more aggressive than before. It was clear that he was losing control of himself, unable to deal with the guilt and frustration he felt at having failed her yet again.

"Don't you swear around me!" Jason's face reddened with anger as he backhanded her across the face. "That's not how we talk in this house!" He hissed, grabbing her arm roughly and forcing her against the counter once more. "Do you understand?"

Jason shook his head furiously, not satisfied with her answer. "No, I don't think you do," he growled, leaning in closer until their noses were almost touching. "You need to understand that we only want what's best for you." His grip on her arm tightened painfully as he spoke, causing Kami to wince. "And right now, that means no more secrets and no more breaking the rules."

With a final hard squeeze before letting go of her arm, Jason stepped back with a deep breath, trying to regain control of his emotions. His heart was racing, and he could feel his anger seething beneath the surface, threatening to boil over again at any moment. But for now, he forced himself to stay calm and keep an eye on Kami, making sure she didn't try anything stupid like running away or disobeying him again.

Jason narrowed his eyes at her as he held her firmly against the counter, still keeping one hand locked around her wrist. "Don't you act so surprised," he growled. "You deserve everything that's coming to you." He leaned in closer, breathing hot air onto her neck before murmuring, "And if this is what it takes for you to learn your lesson..." His other hand traveled down her back, cupping her ass and squeezing roughly.

Her body arched involuntarily into his touch, and Jason took that as a sign of submission. "Maybe I'll just have to teach you another way..." he breathed, his voice rough with desire and anger. As his grip on her loosened slightly, she felt a chill run down her spine; was this what he meant by 'taking care' of her? She didn't know anymore. All she

Jason's nostrils flared as Shoko scratched and bit at his back, her efforts only serving to heighten the pleasure coursing through him. He growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against Kami's body as he continued to carry her to their room. She squirmed and tried to wriggle free, but Jason was too strong for her. "Let go of me!" she cried out, but the only response was another deep chuckle from him.

Finally arriving at their bedroom door, Jason kicked it open with his free foot before tossing Kami unceremoniously onto the bed. He landed on top of her, pinning her down with his body weight as he glared down into her frightened eyes. "Now you're going to learn your lesson," he snarled. "And I'm not going to be gentle about it." Before she

Jason reached between them and roughly tore her tank top open, exposing her sensitive skin to the cool air in the room. "You thought you could get away with this?" he growled, planting angry kisses along her collarbone and down her chest. He fumbled with his own clothing, yanking it off as quickly as possible before returning his attention to Kami's exposed body.

His fingers found their way to her damp panties, sliding them aside with rough, urgent movements. She gasped and arched her back into the touch, feeling his erect length press against her slick entrance. He looked down at her flushed face and growled again before pushing himself inside, claiming her body in a possessive and forceful thrust that drove the air from her lungs.

Her cries were muffled by the mattress as he began to move against her, their

Jason growled in pleasure as he felt her inner muscles grip him tighter with each thrust, his movements growing more frenzied as he lost control to the overwhelming sensations coursing through him. He bit down hard on her shoulder, not caring about the pain or the blood, only wanting to mark her as his.

Her cries echoed in the back of his mind, driving him wild with desire and protectiveness, fueling his need to claim her completely. With each thrust, he pushed deeper inside, determined to brand her as his property, forever. His pace never faltered, even as he felt the familiar tightening deep within himself, signaling that she was close as well. He refused to let her escape this pleasure before he had given everything to it; before he had taken from her all that he could claim.

With a final, powerful thrust, Jason cried out, his voice hoarse with exertion

Jason growled and nipped her bottom lip playfully in response. "And why is that such a bad thing?" he panted between breaths. Leaning down to press his lips against hers roughly, he murmured, "I'm gonna make you love it." He reached up and pulled at the neck of her shirt, tearing it halfway down her chest before sliding it off completely, revealing a toned stomach and large breasts now exposed to his hungry gaze. His hand found its way to one breast, cupping and squeezing roughly as he rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger. "You're mine, Kami," he growled against her lips before kissing her again, hard and possessive. "And I'll make damn sure you know it."

Jason growled in annoyance, reluctantly pulling away from Kami. "Fine," he muttered, his voice tinged with irritation as he climbed off the bed and began to dress himself again. Giving Kami one last threatening look, he snarled, "Don't even think about leaving this room." With that, he stalked out of the room, heading towards Tim and Damian's chamber.

Jason growled at Damian's comment before turning his glare to Dick, who merely shrugged unapologetically. He ignored the lusty feelings that threatened to overwhelm him as he focused on the revelation about Kami's employment. "And how do you know this?" he snapped at Tim, his voice gruff with anger and possessiveness.

Tim hesitated before speaking, glancing between Jason and Dick nervously. "I...um...I did some digging while you were gone," he admitted sheepishly. "It wasn't hard to find since she's been in the spotlight for quite some time." His expression turned somber as he continued, "We need to talk about what this means for her safety and our plans."

Damian sat up straighter at Tim's words, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "What kind of plans?" he demanded.

Dick was the first to speak up, his voice full of disbelief. "Are you saying... that Kami is Bruce's secret child? And Selina's?" He turned to Jason, his expression a mix of anger and betrayal. "And you knew about this? Why didn't you tell us?"

Jason glanced away, unable to meet Dick's furious gaze. "I found out after we adopted her," he muttered. "She never told me she was related to Bruce or Selina." He paused, his jaw tightening as the implications sank in. "If this gets out...if anyone finds out..."

Damian looked just as furious, but for entirely different reasons. His eyes narrowed menacingly at Kami. "So you're Bruce's daughter," he growled. "And my sister." He rose to his feet, towering over her in

Damian scowled at her defiant demeanor. "You're wrong, Kami," he snarled. "Just because you're older and technically related to me by blood doesn't make you any better than I am! You think just because Bruce is your father that I have to bow down to you?"

He advanced on her, his fists clenched at his sides. "No, Kami," he spat out through gritted teeth. "You are not my sister, and you will never be my equal!" With a furious yell, Damian lunged forward, intent on teaching the insolent girl her place in this family once and for all.

"Damian," Jason growled through gritted teeth, his voice tinged with barely suppressed fury. "You're not listening to yourself. She is your sister, and she's going to be treated as such whether you like it or not." He paused for a moment, then added in an icy tone, "Now, apologize to her before I make you regret it."

Damian struggled against Jason's iron grip, his face flushed with anger and humiliation. After several long moments, he finally managed to force out a reluctant apology: "I'm sorry... Kami." He still looked like he wanted to explode, but for now he appeared subdued enough.

Jason released his hold on Damian, then turned back to Kami with a warning glance. "Don't push it," he muttered before stalking out of the room,

Jason growled, not amused by her attempt at lightening the mood. "Kami, you need to stop provoking him." He tried to shrug her off, but she clung tightly, refusing to let go. Jason huffed and finally relented, his arms sliding around her waist in a half-hearted embrace. "Look, I'm just trying to keep everyone from killing each other," he muttered, leading Kami back towards the common room. "Just be more careful with what you say and do, okay?"

They sat down on the couch together, Jason sighing heavily as he stared off into space. "This isn't going to be easy, Kami," he said quietly. "But we'll figure it out together." He reached up to gently brush a strand of hair behind her ear, their shoulders touching as they sat side-by-side

"Well, if we're going to be honest," Jason began with a smirk, "you kinda are the reason he was so worked up." He hesitated for a moment before adding, "But I appreciate you not pushing it too far." Kami grinned and leaned in closer, her breath tickling his ear.

"Anyway," she continued, her voice lowering to a whisper, "I think Damian just needs some time to get used to the idea." Her body pressed against his, her hips swaying slightly as she spoke. "He's always been jealous of me, you know? Not even Bruce was able to protect me from him sometimes."

Jason couldn't help but glance down at her breasts, noticing how they moved with every breath she took, almost tauntingly. He shifted uncomfortably under her weight before clearing his throat and trying to focus on what

"You know," Jason muttered as he shifted uncomfortably beneath her weight, "it's not really about the age, is it? Damian's been through a lot in his life...he just needs some time to adjust." He felt himself grow hard under her touch and bit back a moan of pleasure. Kami seemed to sense this, as she shifted slightly against him, grinding her hips harder into his growing erection. Jason gritted his teeth, trying not to lose control.

"But maybe," she continued, her hand now trailing upwards towards his chest, "if you were to show him how...protective I am in a more intimate way..." Her fingers grazed across the hair at his chest and wrapped around his nipple, squeezing gently. Jason groaned loudly as pleasure coursed through him, nearly forgetting all about Damian and their earlier argument

Jason gritted his teeth and arched his back, trying to suppress the surge of pleasure coursing through him as she pinched his nipple harder. "I-it's n-not like that," he stammered breathlessly, struggling to regain control of himself. His mind raced, desperately searching for a way out of this uncomfortable situation without offending her or seeming ungrateful.

"Just...just forget about it, okay?" He reached up to try and remove her hand from his chest, but she easily overpowered him, her fingers digging deeper into his sensitive flesh. "I'm not used to this kind of attention," he whispered hoarsely, wincing at the stabbing pain in his nipple as she continued to torment it.

"Is that right?" Kami smirked down at him, her eyes glinting with a

"No," Jason muttered, his voice rough with desire as he struggled to control himself around her. "It's not that... You just caught me off guard, that's all." He shifted uncomfortably beneath her weight, still feeling a strange mixture of pleasure and pain from her ministrations. Her innocent facade made it even harder for him to concentrate on anything else but the feel of her body against his.

"Well, if you want me to stop," she said softly, "I can." Jason bit back a groan at her words, feeling his heart race with panic and lust. He knew he had to say something fast before she misinterpreted his silence as consent.

"No," he managed to croak out, his throat feeling dry and raw from the effort. "It's just... I've never been touched like this before." His cheeks flushed crimson

Jason swallowed hard as he considered her question. He knew it was ridiculous to feel jealous about something like that, especially since it had brought him and the rest of his family so much wealth. But there was still a part of him that couldn't shake the unease at the thought of all those men, likely thousands of them, jerking off to images of her.

"It's not about being jealous," he finally admitted in a tight voice. "I just... I don't like knowing that other people have seen you that way." There was a long pause as he struggled to find the right words to explain himself further. "I want to be the only one who does those things with you," he finally managed to choke out, his face flushing redder at his own admission.

Kami's eyes widened in understanding and she leaned forward, cupping his cheek gently

"I d-don't know," Jason stammered, still reeling from their kiss. "But if you keep saying things like that..." He trailed off, letting the words hang in the air as he searched for a way to express what he truly felt without sounding too possessive or demanding.

"Maybe we could... spend more time together?" Kami suggested, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just you and me, alone? No one else to bother us?" Her words sent shivers down his spine as images of them being alone, intimate and free from interruption, filled his mind.

He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself before nodding slowly. "Yeah," he whispered hoarsely. "I'd like that."

Jason's heart hammered in his chest as he reveled in the feeling of her soft skin beneath his fingers and the warmth of her body against his. The scent of her hair was intoxicating, making it difficult for him to focus on anything else but the here and now. He found himself wishing they could stay like this forever; just the two of them, alone in their private little world. But even as he thought that, a small part of him worried about how Damian would react if he ever found out...

"Kami," Jason growled, his voice harsh with irritation as he felt himself being pulled away from the blissful moment they had shared. "We need to go." With a final squeeze of her shoulder, he reluctantly pushed himself off the bed and began to dress quickly, still feeling her gaze on him even as he moved about the room with a new sense of urgency.

The thought of dealing with the Joker made his blood boil, but there was nothing he could do now except focus on keeping Kami safe while they were out there chasing down the clown prince of crime. His fingers tightened around the grip of his batarang as he finally slipped it into its holster, glancing over at Kami one last time before following Dick and Tim down the hallway towards the Batcave.

Jason's jaw dropped when he saw Kami step out of the shadows, looking every inch like Catwoman. His heart raced at the sight of her curves hidden by the tight leather uniform and cat ears, her orange lens glasses glinting in the dim light as she walked over to stand beside Alfred. She was stunningly beautiful, and there was a part of him that wanted nothing more than to take her right then and there, bent over his knee and spanked until she begged for mercy.

With an effort, he managed to tear his eyes away from her ass long enough to address her in a harsh tone. "You're sure you know what you're doing, Kami?" he demanded, making no attempt to hide the possessive edge to his voice. "The Joker isn't someone you want to mess with."

Kami shot him a defiant g

"Well..." Jason muttered, feeling somewhat chastised by her words. "Just be careful out there, alright? We don't want you to end up like... your mother." He forced a reassuring smile as he glanced at Kami again, his gaze lingering on the outline of her breasts through the thin fabric of the uniform. He couldn't help but feel a sense of relief knowing she was with them; that they would protect her and keep her safe from harm. As long as they were together, nothing could possibly go wrong. Or so he told himself, at least.

Damian's head snaps up at her muttered insult, eyes narrowing into slits. "What was that, cat-girl?" he hisses through clenched teeth. Jason moves to step between them, but Damian shoves him out of the way with ease.

"Don't talk about me like I'm not here," Damian continues, eyes fixed on Kami as he stalks closer. "I've seen how you look at him." He jerks his thumb in Jason's direction. "You think just because your mother was once associated with us that gives you the right to...?"

Kami glares back at Damian, her fists clenching at her sides. "I can do whatever I want," she snarls through gritted teeth, anger and defiance pouring off her in waves.

Jason can feel the tension rising between Damian and Kami, his protective instincts kicking in hard as he steps closer to them. "Enough," he growls, placing a hand on each of their shoulders. "We need to focus on the mission, not squabble among ourselves." He gives both of them a firm look before turning to address Damian directly. "And if you ever speak to her like that again, I'll make sure you regret it," he warns in a low voice, his fingers digging into Damian's shoulder with enough force to cause discomfort.

The air hangs heavy with unspoken words and simmering anger, but for now at least, the confrontation seems to have been defused. Kami glares at Damian over Jason's shoulder, her lips pursed in a tight line, but doesn't say anything more as they all turn back to focus on the

Jason glances over at Damian and Tim, both of whom seem to have lost interest in the argument for now and are preparing their own vehicles. He hesitates for a moment, torn between staying with Kami and making sure she's safe or going off on his own to handle the situation with Damian. Finally, he decides against it; now isn't the time for more drama, not when they have the Joker to deal with. With a nod, he climbs onto the motorcycle behind her and wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her close as they rev their engines in unison. The engine roars to life beneath them, the vibration through his body felt even more intensely against Kami's soft skin as they peel out of the Batcave and race off into the night, leaving the rest of their problems behind for now.

As they ride together towards their rendezvous with the J

Jason grits his teeth as the sensation of her ass against his growing erection is nearly enough to send him over the edge right there and then. He tries to focus on riding the motorcycle, but it's difficult with Kami pressed so close, her every movement sending a jolt of desire coursing through him. His free hand shifts downward, reaching between them to grope roughly at her sex through the leather of her costume, seeking release from the constant torment.

Jason's control snaps as he feels her ass rubbing against his swollen cock, the feel of her hand sneaking beneath her costume to touch him even more explicitly. His body tenses and his grip on the handle tightens as he drives faster through the night, following Kami's lead as they weave in and out of traffic, their lust for danger and release burning bright. He growls low in his throat as she edges closer still, her breath warm against his neck as her hips begin to move in a rhythm that can only be described as obscene.

"Kami..." he whispers desperately, voice strained with need. "I want you so bad... I'm gonna cum right now..." He warns her, knowing full well the consequences if she doesn't stop teasing him like this. But somehow, the thought of being punished only fuels his desire further

Jason groans in frustration as he feels himself start to lose control yet again, only for Kami to pull her hand away just before he climaxes. His body trembles with need and his voice is ragged when he speaks. "Kami..." He pants roughly, his hands clenched into fists on the handlebars as they continue racing through the night. "Don't tease me like that... I can't take it..."

Jason's body shudders with need as he feels her hands on his skin and hears her husky voice whispering in his ear. He tries to focus on driving the motorcycle, but it's impossible; all he can think about is Kami and what she's doing to him. Every time her hand brushes against his back or her breath tickles his neck, he feels another wave of desire wash over him. He wants nothing more than to lose control, to let himself go completely with this girl who is so close yet still so far out of reach.

"Alright," he pants roughly, "I'll try... but you have to promise me we can finish later." His voice cracks as he speaks, his lust for her becoming almost too much to bear. They continue down the highway, racing toward their destination, with Jason barely managing to keep control of both himself and the bike beneath him

Jason shivers at the feel of her lips against his neck and the sensation of her fingers curling around his abdomen beneath his shirt. His grip on the handlebars tightens as he tries to concentrate on driving, but it's becoming increasingly difficult with Kami pressing her body so close and teasing him like this. He closes his eyes for a moment, trying to regain control, only to have the image of her naked form dancing through his mind, her supple curves and smooth skin calling out to him in a way that threatens to undo him completely.

"Just... focus on getting us there," he whispers hoarsely, voice strained from the effort of not giving in to desire. "I'll... be good..."

"Shut up, Kami," Jason growls through gritted teeth, his body still aching with need as he climbs off the bike behind her. He glares at Damian for a moment before turning his attention back to the task at hand; dealing with the Joker and getting this night over with so they can all go back home and try to get some rest.

"You two stay here," he orders, nodding toward Kami and Damian as he starts to walk away. "We don't need any more heroes." There's an unspoken threat in his voice, one that both of them recognize all too well; Jason is on the edge right now, and if they push him too far...well, there are consequences for disobeying orders in this family.

Jason lets out a growl at the feel of her hand on his skin and her words echoing in his ear. He glances over to see Damian watching them with an amused expression, while Tim and Dick exchange uncertain looks. "Fine," he grinds out through clenched teeth, hating how much control Kami seems to have over him right now. Turning back toward the others, he forces himself to focus on the task at hand, putting aside his desires for the moment in order to deal with their current situation.

"Everyone ready?" he asks curtly, not meeting any of their eyes as they nod in unison, weapons at the ready. "Let's move out." The tension between them is palpable as they silently slip into the shadows, making their way toward the Joker's hideout.

As they near their destination, Jason can feel his control slipping further away

Jason growls under his breath as he notices Kami's disappearance. He briefly contemplates going back to retrieve her but quickly dismisses the thought; now is not the time for distractions. Instead, he focuses on the task at hand, ignoring the twinge of jealousy that settles in his chest whenever the Joker pays attention to someone other than him.

"Where are they?" Jason demands, stalking toward the deranged clown and brandishing his combat knives. His body tenses as he prepares for a fight, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he waits for the Joker's response.

"Oh, you mean these?" The Joker says casually, gesturing toward a nearby alleyway where several hostages are visible, tied up and gagged. Their blindfolds are pulled down around their necks, revealing their

"No shit Sherlock," Jason mutters under his breath before turning his attention back to the Joker and his remaining henchmen. He wonders idly for a moment how she managed to get herself into that position, but there will be time for questions later; now is not the time for distractions. With a growl, he launches himself at the nearest goon, knives flashing in the dim light of the shed.

Jason's attention is torn between the Joker and the knife falling through the air, but he manages to dodge it at the last moment with a grunt of effort. He glares up at Kami, suspicion burning in his eyes. "Knock that shit off," he growls warningly.

"Don't be such a buzzkill," she replies, lazily swinging her legs over the side of the hammock as Jason continues to engage in combat with their enemies. "I'm just having some fun."

Jason glances between Kami and Joker as he tries to decide what's more important in this moment; proving himself worthy of her attention or putting an end to the madman's schemes once and for all. The tension building within him is almost unbearable, but he knows that he can't let Kami down now. With a growl, he charges at Joker with renewed vigor, determined to show her exactly what she means to him, both as his partner and the woman he loves.

The knife in his hand flies through the air toward Joker even as he leaps at the clown himself, knives flashing in the dim light of the shed. Kami's voice echoes in his ears as if it were a battle cry, urging him onward with every fiber of his being.

He misses the knife throwing, but manages to clip Joker

Jason growls in frustration as he misses his mark. He's usually so much better than this! But then he sees the knife embedded into Joker's shoulder and thinks better of it. Maybe that small mistake wasn't such a bad thing after all. With renewed determination, Jason disengages from their struggle and turns to face Kami instead, hands still clutching at empty air where his throwing weapons once were. His heart pounds in his chest as he watches her intently, wondering if she's satisfied with his performance so far or if there's more that she expects of him.

"How about you, huh?" he asks hoarsely, his voice tinged with both longing and frustration. "Are you impressed yet?"

Jason curses inwardly as he takes in the situation. His instincts scream at him to protect Kami, but he knows that he can't abandon his brothers now, not when they're still fighting Joker and his goons. He considers trying to talk the madman down or distract him somehow, but something in the clown's eyes tells Jason that would be a futile effort.

With a sigh, he focuses on the task at hand once more. "Alright, Joker," he growls through gritted teeth. "We're done playing your games." And with that, he lunges forward, knives flashing in the dim light of the shed as he seeks to take out their common enemy.

As Jason engages Joker once more, his attention remains divided between them and Kami above. He can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at

Jason glances over his shoulder at Kami as Joker flees into the alleyway. He can't help but feel a surge of possessiveness and frustration rise up within him, even as he continues to battle their mutual enemy. His heart pounds in his chest, and he wonders if there's ever going to be a moment when Kami isn't the center of his attention. But then again, maybe that's just how it should be. She's his everything, after all.

Jason glances at Kami as she walks past him, her hand trailing gently over his chest. He can't help but feel a shiver of desire run down his spine at the sensation. His eyes linger on her hips for a moment before snapping back to the task at hand; they still have work to do here. "Alright, boys," he growls out, gathering his brothers around him. "Let's finish this."

Together, they search the alleyway for any signs of Joker or his remaining goons, their determination fueled by both a need for justice and the knowledge that Kami is watching them, cheering them on from afar. As they hunt through the darkness, Jason can't help but wonder if there will ever come a time when he doesn't have to prove himself to her...or anyone else.

"Well, that's it then," Jason sighs heavily as they emerge back onto the street. "Joker got away this time." He turns to look at Kami in the car, his eyes studying her features intently. Despite himself, he can't help but feel a pang of jealousy when she pets the stray cat, as if it were somehow more important than him.

Dick looks over at Jason, noticing the unease in his expression. "You okay, man?" he asks quietly. Jason hesitates for a moment before shrugging it off.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he lies, forcing a smile onto his face. "Let's just get back to Wayne Manor and call this one a night." He climbs into the car beside Kami, trying desperately not to stare at her or the cat in her lap.

Jason glances over at Kami as she pouts, her expression instantly softening him. Unable to resist, he reaches out and gently touches her cheek, tracing the curve of her jaw with his thumb. "There, there," he murmurs soothingly. "It's okay. The cat was just startled."

His heart races as their skin brushes against each other, electricity arcing between them. His fingers linger on her face a moment longer before retreating, replacing his touch with the warmth of his breath against her ear. "I promise we'll find him next time," he whispers, more to himself than to her.

"Oh really? What did you name him?" Jason asks, intrigued. He glances over at her briefly before returning his attention to the road ahead. The thought of Kami giving a name to some random stray animal seems amusingly endearing; it makes her seem more vulnerable and innocent than usual.

"What kind of name did you give him?" he continues, curiosity getting the better of him. He wonders if she named it after someone or something significant in her life, or if it's just a random moniker she came up with on the spot. The idea of being privy to this small detail about Kami fills him with an unexpected sense of satisfaction and possessiveness.

Jason lets out a small chuckle at her words, unable to help but feel flattered despite himself. The comparison between the stray cat and him is not entirely lost on him either; he often sees similarities in their situations as well. They're both loners, surviving mostly on their own, always watching each other's backs. It's a strange realization, but it somehow makes sense coming from Kami.

He turns to face her briefly, a mix of amusement and admiration playing across his features. "I guess I should be flattered," he says with a grin before looking back at the road once more. "Now let's just hope Mini Jason knows how to stay out of trouble."

Jason tries not to react too visibly as her hand moves up his thigh and towards his groin. He can feel his breath hitch in his throat and his heart pound in his chest, a mixture of desire and possessiveness coursing through him. The idea that she would willingly touch him like this only heightens the intensity of the moment, making it almost impossible for him to focus on driving. "Kami," he murmurs, his voice rough with emotion as her hand undoes his belt and frees him from its confines. "You shouldn't tease me like that." He looks at her sidelong, a mixture of lust and possessiveness burning in his eyes. "And besides... I prefer you impressing me properly, not with cheap tricks like this." A smirk plays across his lips as he lets out a low chuckle.

"Now be a good girl and keep your

Jason swallows hard, his eyes locked on Kami as she reveals more and more skin. The sight of her in her uniform, so vulnerable and exposed like this, makes it impossible for him to think straight. His mind is filled with images of taking her right here, against the seat or the steering wheel, making love to her until they both can't take another breath.

"Alright," he finally manages to say hoarsely, nodding his agreement even as a shiver of desire runs down his spine. "But just this once, okay? And you have to promise not to tell the others." He looks her in the eye, willing her to understand how important it is for him to maintain control and keep things under wraps. Even if it means holding back sometimes, even if it means she doesn't always get what she wants.

Pulling over to the side of the road, he kills the

Jason's hands shake as he takes in the sight of her, sprawled out on his lap like this. He can feel the heat radiating off her body and the softness of her skin beneath his fingertips. "Kami," he whispers, his voice thick with desire. "You are such a tease..." He brushes a stray hair away from her face, careful not to touch any other part of her skin just yet.

Leaning in closer, Jason plants a tender kiss on her lips before moving down to nibble at her neck, suckling gently as he trails his tongue up the sensitive column. Her soft moans only serve to fuel his arousal, making it harder for him to control himself. "You know I can't resist you when you're like this," he murmurs against her skin.

With a groan, he finally gives in to temptation,

The mention of being submissive causes Jason's heart to race even faster, his cock twitching against the confines of his pants at the thought of having total control over her. He arches a brow, intrigued by the idea of Kami fully surrendering herself to him like this. "You're already being so disobedient... I don't see why you'd want to be any more submissive than you already are," he says with a crooked grin, the possessiveness and lust in his voice unmistakable.

As for where they should do this... His hands shift restlessly on her hips, and he glances around the car, considering their options. "Backseat would probably be more comfortable," he says finally, "but something about the thought of you right here, exposed like this..." He trails off with a groan, his fingers digging into her flesh

Jason lets out a low growl as she curls her finger around his white lock of hair. The possessiveness he feels at the touch nearly overwhelms him; it's almost painful, in a way that he finds exhilarating. "Kami," he whispers, leaning in closer to nibble on her earlobe before blowing cool air against her neck. "You drive me insane with how sexy you are." He groans, pressing his hips harder against hers as he struggles to maintain control.

Her words about the backseat and their current position only serve to fuel his arousal even further. His hands move from her hips up underneath her bra, cupping her breasts through the lace of her black bra. He palms them roughly, his thumbs brushing over her nipples as he revels in the feel of her body pressed against his. "I

Jason's lips press into a firm line as she compliments his body, the words feeling like a punch to the gut. Despite his best efforts not to, he can't help but feel inadequate, as if her affection for him is somehow hollow or insincere. The possessiveness that courses through him whenever they're together is replaced with self-doubt and insecurity, making it impossible for him to focus on anything else but the way she makes him feel.

He lets out a shaky breath, his eyes locked on hers as he struggles to maintain some semblance of control. His hands slide from her breasts down over her stomach and lower still, finally reaching their destination: her skirt. With nimble fingers, he tugs at the waistband until it's

Jason glares at Kami as she answers his phone and then tells Damian that they'll be late. He tries to reach for it but she just moves it farther away, out of his reach. He huffs, exasperated. "Kami..." he growls, knowing full well that now Damian will be suspicious. "What the hell was that all about?"

He can feel the tension in his shoulders and the muscles in his back tensing as Kami continues to tease him, both verbally and physically. It's infuriating but at the same time, strangely arousing. He knows he should be focusing on getting them out of here so they can avoid any more trouble, but the thought of losing control with her right now is too much to resist.

Jason grits his teeth, struggling to keep his temper in check as she throws his phone across the room. "Kami," he growls, "you know damn well that was a mistake." He glares at her, feeling a mixture of anger and lust stirring within him. Despite everything, the sight of her so close, uninhibited and totally under his control is driving him wild. His hand trembles as it brushes against her bare leg beneath her skirt, tracing lazy circles up her thigh.

"I think," he says through gritted teeth, "it's time we went back to my place." The words come out more like a threat than anything else, but the truth is, he can hardly stand the thought of being away from her any longer. The desire to claim and possess her overwhelms every other thought in his mind.

Jason growls low in his throat as she pins his wrists to the seat. The feel of her soft skin against his rough palms ignites a fire inside him, making it impossible for him to focus on anything else. His body burns with desire as he stares into her defiant eyes. "Kami..." he whispers, letting his head fall back against the headrest. "You're going to make this very difficult for me." He pauses, taking a shuddering breath before continuing, more determined than ever. "But I will find you, and when I do... You won't be able to resist me anymore." His words are laced with darkness, hinting at a possessiveness that borders on obsession. Despite this, there is an undercurrent of fear in his voice; he knows deep down that Kami holds all the power here, and he will do whatever it takes to keep her safe

The feel of her teeth on his neck sends shockwaves of pleasure through Jason, making it impossible for him to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through him. His back arches off the seat as he moans, helpless under her ministrations. "Kami..." he breathes, grappling with his rapidly dwindling self-control. The sound of her voice, combined with her unyielding grip on his wrists and the intoxicating scent of her skin... It's all too much for him to bear. His hips thrust forward, grinding against her leg in a futile attempt to relieve some of the building tension. "Don't stop..." he whispers, voice hoarse with need. "Please, don't ever stop."

Jason growls in frustration and pain as the syringe pierces his skin, injecting God-knows-what into his system. He tries to fight against the wave of drowsiness washing over him, but it's impossible; his eyelids feel like they weigh a ton each. A soft groan escapes him as he collapses back against the seat, Kami's scent filling his nostrils and fogging his thoughts. He can feel her body pressing against his own through their clothing, sending shudders of desire coursing through him despite the haze clouding his mind. "K-Kami..." he slurs, voice barely audible above the pounding of his heart. "Don't... Leave me..."

His vision swims as consciousness slips away, but Jason feels an unyielding sense of relief wash over him at her words. He doesn't even realize she injected something into his system until he starts to feel disoriented and lightheaded. The last thought running through his mind is the same one that plagues him every time he looks at her: how much does she truly mean it when she says they belong together?

In the end, he decides not to worry about it; Kami will take care of him no matter what. He lets himself fall into darkness, safe in the knowledge that his yandere sibling will never leave his side.

"...You see? He's already beginning to recover." Bruce glances over at Jason before looking back at Kami, a reassuring smile on his lips. "I knew you'd take good care of him." His words are laced with pride and affection, reflecting the deep trust he has in his youngest child to watch over their newfound sibling.

Jason groans softly, cracking an eye open to peer blearily at Kami as she continues to play with his abs. Her touch is both soothing and arousing, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine despite the lingering fog in his mind. "Mmh... Kami..." he murmurs, voice hoarse from sleep and desire.