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Your first encounter with the Red hood was when you were going home late at night after going out with your friends. You're drunk, and some guy trying to take advantage of you to rob you. But honestly you didn't have anything precious in your bag.
As you struggle, a man with a red mask knocked them out with his gun. "Are you okay miss?" Asks the man.
You looked up, he was tall. "Uh-yes im fine."
"Whatare you doing here late anyway?" The man asked you again, he was scolding you. Who does he think he is? That's what you thought. You rolled your eyes. "God forbid a girl going out late partying with her friends."
Soon you notice that the man was no one but the Red hood. You're eyes dropped to his arms. His biceps sure are hot. "Well, do you wanna come over to my place?" you didn't know why you do this but you did anyway.
Red hood startled by your bluntness. "I think you're drinking too much, miss." He said. Damn his voice just enough to make you shiver. "Yeah so what. It's a yes or no question." You answer.
This later becoming a routine for the Red hood to come over to your place after his patrol. Your curiosity grows, wanting to know more about him. You never seen his face. He never took the mask off even when having sex. You wonder if it's hard to breath when he was pumping deep inside you.
Now that you both are tired, trying to catch some breath after another amazing sex with Red hood. You turned around to take a better look at him. "Why you never took off your mask?" You asked, "Isn't it obvious?" He answered.
"Yeah I mean, we fucked so many times. And I let you stay i my bed when you get hurt. Isn't that enough?"
He sighs, "What if I look ugly under this mask?" What the hell is this question.
Honestly you doesn't care about how he looks like. He's a kind person, he treats you good, and that's all matters.
"Well at least your cock isn't."
He huffs, then he took off his mask.
"Are you sure you're ugly? Cuz right now I think I've hit a jackpot."