Hang A Shining Star
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sylph_ficsTitle: Hang a Shining Star
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Characters: Batman, Green Arrow, Dinah Lance, Nightwing and Arsenal for a moment or two
Rating: NC-17. very
Word Count: 6,348
Continuity: HappyVerse
Disclaimer: DC Comics makes the money, people
Notes: It's official... HappyVerse is our refuge from the meaner things in comics.
Summary: Aftermaths of the fight, and the trio making up for earlier.
Nightwing and Arsenal pulled into the Cave, and Dick swung off the bike once Roy was out of his way, pulling the mask off as he went. He could hear the Cave showers going full blast, and winced. That spray could get painful, and with the cold of the Cave he could already see the steam curling out from under the door. "Dinah trying to imitate a lobster, or what?"
"I'd be scalding my skin if I'd had that goop all over me, birdboy," Roy replied, "can't blame her a bit."
"Me neither, come to think of it..." He spotted the small dish lying on a table over in the lab and headed that way, tilting his head. That hadn't been there when they left. It was full of green-brown slimy sap, and a note rested next to it, open.
"Here's the slime...just don't make any BatGadgets out of it." It was signed with a flowing BC.
He shook his head, amused by the fact that she was willing to tease him, and swapped the gauntlets for gloves, "Let me start this running, the faster the tests are over, the quicker Bruce will calm down. He's going to be..."
"What?"
"That chance she took was crazy--"
"Hey, if it's stupid but it works it's not--"
"That doesn't fly here, Roy, and you know it. I'm leaving it to them to deal with, it's his problem, but if Ivy'd poisoned that plant like she has some of them, Dinah'd be hurting..." //Or worse...// "Anyway. Just let me get these started, all right? So we can all be sure she's fine and go back to life as normal?"
"What gets me is she grew up here...and she wears less than you used to when she goes into this crap...all that exposed skin should have Bats on her like crazy for needless risk..." Roy said. "But it was a really great effect to see that thing just explode... hell I never even saw her move." The archer grinned. "Of course, you're pretty fast too, Short Pants...been training a lot lately?"
"You get to ask her what the hell she was thinking," Dick replied, "You're her boy. And I think that's probably going to be the topic of the next Bat/Bird fight, unless I don't know him half as well as I think I do..." He couldn't help starting to smile, "It was pretty damned cool, and it threw Ivy for a heck of a loop," he said as he moved, flicking machines on and starting them running on the samples of Kraken-goo. "Which is always nice. Yeah, we've been training, all of us, visiting some of Bruce's old teachers--or at least their schools--which has been... mmm... interesting. And Tim's been sending Bruce's satphone bill through the roof, talking at Mia when we're not training."
Roy chuckled. "Yeah...she used my phone the whole week she was in New York." Roy slipped up behind him, kissing on his neck, tasting the adrenaline in his sweat. "Good kid, though. She really knows her stuff."
Dick reached back and smacked at his thigh lightly even as he pressed back into the kiss. "I'd expect nothing less... and stop that, I'm working..." That might have been what he said, but the reaction didn't back it up, and neither did the tone.
"The machine is working...you're just working me back up," the archer rumbled, caressing one hand over Dick's arm. He started to add more, but the tunnel rumbled ominously.
Dick pressed back against him, too damned much armor in the way, then pulled away a little, not wanting to upset a probably-already-distressed Bat by necking in his Cave--and the moment Batman slid out of the Car he knew he was right. "Batman, I started some samples running to cut the time, I'm going to change and head up..." //Anything to get me out of here...//
"Fine, Nightwing," low growl as Batman headed their way--and he got out of the way, moving to the wardrobe to strip out of his suit.
Roy was more than smart enough to follow, and averted his eyes as Dinah, clad in a towel, came out, walked straight to the incinerator, and dumped her entire costume-- bundled carefully into another towel--into it.
"That sucked a bit; have to wear Oracle's design til I get a new one cut," she said, walking over to sit on the small exam table. Her skin was very pink where it showed...which was an excessive amount...and she immediately began finger-combing her long hair.
Ollie just watched her, then Batman for the explosion.
Batman checked over the machine's progress, then acquired a syringe and stripped off a gauntlet to roll the cloth back and draw blood, starting it into another set of machines. "Interesting that you remembered to fear for my proximity to her, but not your own, Canary," he said once that was finished, his head tilted so his eyes were on her face--obvious even with the cowl, to those that knew him.
"oh, shit," Dick breathed at that calm tone and grabbed Roy's hand to get the hell out of the Cave fast.
Ollie edged somewhat closer, knowing good and well that Dinah had to hear this…hell, there had been times he wanted to say this to her in the past. Still, he also did not want the two of them in a full-fledged argument, and his Pretty Bird had never been much for criticism from teammates.
Dinah shrugged, holding a hand up. "My style and yours have typically clashed... aggravates Babs to no end. I took the most direct path to get the confusion started." She rubbed at her bare neck, feeling just a touch of unease to not have her transmitter anymore, but the sap had gotten into it and the earrings, causing some corrosion rather quickly.
"...'the most direct'... Did you forget the kind of chance you were taking?!" that last came out slightly more intensely than he'd intended. What-ifs might be deadly in their line of work, but "all's well that ends well" wasn't a philosophy he could live by. "You know her record, you made that perfectly clear." //So why the hell did you decide to pretend you're invulnerable, is Diana rubbing off on you or something, I'd expect that from her,// flashed through his mind, but remained unspoken.
She could read it in his body though, and she reached out to run her hand along his cheek. "It's my way. Always has been. Would you rather I change? Would I still be the girl you saw grow up into a woman you could love?" Her voice was soft, full of gentle concern. "I took a chance. It's what I do." Now Ollie eased back, watching a dynamic he had never really expected unfold. He knew if it had been himself, Dinah's temper would have flared…and yet, it seemed to be perfectly natural for her to take the calm path with the Bat instead.
His jaw set hard as he bit back everything Bruce wanted to say that Batman could not and he watched her a long moment, "There're chances and there's reckless, Dinah, and we've lost too many already..." //You frightened me, Dinah, once I had the time to think...// In the moment, he'd seen the opportunity created, trusting her to know what she was doing. It was only in the aftermath that he'd remembered some of Ivy's nastier habits. The archer could not see his male lover's face, but sensed the conflict anyway in the subtle nuances of his speech.
She sighed softly. "Okay...a bit reckless." She bit back all the nasty things Shiva had subjected her to, trying to make her more immune to their shared thorn, Cheshire. She had not even considered that; she had just wanted a way to get the fight done with fast. Ollie's eyes flicked over her face, seeing the repentance there, hearing it in her voice, and he shook his head. If Bats could tame that streak even just a little…
"More than a bit," he growled at her, taking the step to pull her tight against his body with a hand in her wet hair, "You know better, damn it Dinah..." He fought down the lover's instincts to listen to the teammate, knowing she could never be any other way, and that to try and change her would destroy her... And desperately ignored the frightened child screaming from the back of his mind that wanted to demand she promise not to leave them. "Do better next time?" was the closest he would let himself come.
"Does it help to know that Shiva forced me through several anti-toxin routines?" She leaned her head on his chest, cursing herself for hurting him, even if it was through her normal patterns. She was as bad as Ollie, to put him through that.
"...Somewhat," he replied after a moment, holding her tightly. It did help. Shiva knew her poisons and how to counter them, and if she'd been building Dinah's immunity... That... sat a little better.
"Well, we've got some training to keep in mind," Ollie said, walking fully over. "If we have any more of these joint excursions. Seems Dinah's used to tanking for a team these days..."
"True...with the girls...especially now that Oracle is adding Gypsy, I'm just accustomed to being the first in, the one who gets close."
Bruce nodded once, agreeing to Ollie's comment, he'd already known Dinah's role in the birds. It was a blatant attempt at distracting both of them, but... "You're right. We do need to get used to working with each other again, it's been a while."
A machine chimed its results and he released Dinah, turning to study the readout. "No poisons or toxins in the sap, Ivy's or otherwise," he reported after a moment. "But there is something the machine doesn't recognize..." That made him uneasy, and he hoped one of the other systems would recognize it. He had no desire to be down here all night...
"My comm gear was corroded from it..." Dinah crooked her finger at Ollie, and he gladly took the space left by Batman. She nuzzled him, purring when he wrapped his arms around her. It never ceased to amaze him how easily she shrugged off the cold, sitting there in a towel in the wintry cave.
"That could be it," Batman nodded, waiting as the rest of the machines finished their routines--including the one analyzing his blood. "Equally clear," he said to Ollie's expectant look, and began reading through the results churned out by his equipment. "...Hm... Your guess was correct, Dinah. That's a useful little trick she's created, an organic compound that eats circuitry..."
"Something to disable gadgetry...smart woman, so bad it's so twisted." Ollie shook his head. "So...Think the boys already made it to bed?"
Dinah giggled. "One track mind, Oliver?"
"I would be surprised it they haven't," Bruce replied, tabling thoughts of reproducing and using that compound for later. His lips curved at her last comment, and he added, "Dinah, that shouldn't be news..."
"She knows it," Ollie chuckled, before Dinah grabbed the back of his head and drew him in for a fierce kiss. She was feeling the pleasure of a fight finished well, and the burn of their earlier interruption.
Bruce moved to them, standing close to their sides, hands going to Dinah's waist and Ollie's shoulder as he watched them kiss hungrily, then dipped his head to say into Dinah's ear, "Here or upstairs, beautiful?" in the Bat's low growl.
In answer, not wanting to part from Ollie, she reached down to her towel and untucked it, letting it fall to the side with a low moan of hunger. The archer responded to that a moan of his own, his hand sliding down to touch the offered skin with gentle caresses.
Batman smiled against her ear and bit at it gently, bare hand sliding down off Ollie's back to run over her abs as he tangled his gauntlet in her hair, testing...
She broke the kiss with a gasp, sliding from the table, her hand coming up to hold Ollie's gloved one to her breast. The smaller woman pressed against the Dark Knight's armor, while she licked her lips, staring up at Arrow's masked face.
"Mats?" The archer asked it with a low, rumbling desire.
"Yes," the Bat agreed softly, hand still running over her.
Arrow lifted their lover up, carrying her over to the mats and setting her down with gallant ease. She shivered as the cool surface touched her skin, then gasped again when he caressed her nipple with his gloved hand again.
Batman followed, kneeling beside her to run his fingers over her skin, a small, sharp smile on his lips at the way she shivered.
"Bats, she is very, very revved up," Arrow purred.
"Come here and find out how revved I am, Archer."
The Bat smiled at her fire and ran his fingers lower down her body, tracing the side of her hip, "He will when he wants, Dinah..." just a trace of emphasis on her name as he watched Ollie's face.
A sly smile twisted at the Emerald Archer's lips. "I want, Bats...that's never in question. Dinah's just gonna need to show us how badly she wants us."
The woman's eyes widened as she heard Ollie...no, as Green Arrow took that tone with her. The Bat smiled back at him, then turned his head slightly to look at Dinah through whiteout lenses, "Mm... agreed..." He was almost as startled by his Archer's behavior, but it was going to make for a very interesting night, to say the least...
They saw the effect it was having on Dinah as she responded to the subtle differences in him, nearly as strongly as she had reacted to the Bat's growl in her ear. A slow twist of her body and she was leaning up on one hip between the two of them, back pressing to the unyielding armor of the Bat, her hand stroking the more lightly armored hunter's tunic. "Both of you?" she asked softly, a question in her voice as to their full intentions, inviting them to lay full claim to the woman, not the hero.
"Yes, pretty. Both of us," the Bat's voice low against her ear, big hand splayed out over her thigh. "It's what you want, isn't it?"
Dinah moaned softly, nodding slowly as a light flush spread over her skin. Arrow smiled, his own eyes hidden.
"Pretty flower shop girl, two vigilantes..."
Small smile at his archer's words, hand petting her skin slowly, the gauntleted one coming up to press against her abs, holding her back against him, letting the Arrow speak for them both--he was the mouthy one, after all.
The feel of that gauntlet on her skin provoked a small cry of anticipation. "Just... showing... my love of you heroes," Dinah panted, as Arrow traced a path down over her breast.
"Oh, really?" the Bat asked, bare hand sliding up to join his archer in teasing her breast, both amused and aroused by Dinah's deliberate fall back into purely her civilian guise, and the change that wrought in her behavior.
Arrow leaned in to kiss over her throat, moving closer so that she stayed warm. "I think you go above and beyond in your appreciation, but I know we'd love a demonstration," he rumbled against her skin.
She brought one hand up to cover the bare one of the Bat, an all over body shiver showing just what they were doing to her. Batman allowed that a moment, pleased to feel her shake, then he freed his hand from hers and used it to move her touch into his archer's hair, tilting his head to nip gently at the other side of her throat, going back to teasing her breast.
Dinah's fingers curled into the blond hair, holding on as Arrow ran the palm of his glove over her bare stomach, coming to rest on her hip.
"We're waiting, pretty..." the Bat told her, intrigued by how she might respond to his Arrow's demand.
"I can't keep you waiting, now can I?" she asked before shifting further, now moving her hands down, under the heavy tunic, sliding her hands over the lower back of her green-clad lover. "I'm eager to feel you both, and would do anything you asked me to, to show how happy I am with how well you protect me."
"Consider yourself asked for the rest of the night, lovely lady....because I'm in the mood to show more than anything," Arrow said in low tones, sliding his hand from her hip to her thigh.
Batman kissed her throat again, hand caressing, "Anything? That's a dangerous thing to offer..." as he held her back against him, listening to his partner talk.
"You two are heroes," she said with a simple blind trust in her voice, playing the role to the hilt.
"Then anything is what you will get...at our leisure, lovely lady." He couldn't help being amused at how well she'd learned to act.
Her agreement to something he wanted so easily won, the Bat went back to teasing her, skilled, hard fingers gentle on her breast, hand on her ribs caressing slowly, knowing what the roughened gauntlet would feel like against bare skin...
Arrow moaned softly as their lady love brought her hand between them, undoing his pants with more skill than a flower shop girl might have, but he was not complaining when she reached in to stroke him.
Dinah did not buck into Batman's touch.... she loved the feel of that harsh caress, but it made her move back, pressing against the cool, hard armor and moving just slightly, eyes half lidded and soft whispery moans escaping her, deepening when she could finally touch Arrow's shaft.
"I would say that counts as proof," Batman noted. "So bold, for such a nice girl..." His hands started to truly play her body, and if he was better at finding sensitive zones than he should be... he was Batman, after all.
Dinah could barely think when the gauntlet grazed that tender spot on her neck, and was more than breathless after Arrow drew her into a hard kiss again, thrusting against her stroking hand.
The Bat made a small, pleased noise, and ran his thumb over that spot as they kissed, free hand sliding so slowly towards dark curls, drawing a small noise, somewhere between a whimpering sigh and a moan into the kiss, eager to be touched. Arrow pulled back from the kiss, a sharp bite descending on her collarbone and evoking a responding cry.
Sharp eyes noticed the quick bite and wondered what was going through his archer's mind as his fingers slid slowly down through her curls, hand on her neck moving to Arrow's instead, touch asking the same question. As Arrow kneaded Dinah's breast, his hips rocking into her grasp, he slipped this other hand to rest on the Bat's hip. He could not convey the need to show his own stake in this relationship...or the intense feeling of finally knowing just what he needed, that he could have it. That still left the Bat wondering, but the way he held his hip said there was nothing wrong between them and the slight tension eased. He slipped his fingers between her legs, a turn of his hand urging her to open them so he could touch as he chose...
"Oh god..." Dinah breathed softly, opening to him, her hand tightening on the Arrow's length. The archer growled softly as he bent down to claim a breast with his mouth, not wanting her to bring him off yet, and knowing he was very close. Batman chuckled softly, low and dark, and ran his fingers over her gently, tracing the shapes and folds of her body, learning her again, and his other hand ran down Arrow's back, strong touch over the hard curve of that bowed shoulder...
Arrow shuddered violently at that touch, a low groan escaping him as he paused in sucking one nipple. The way Dinah's hand moved, the feeling of knowing his Bat was right there, the frustration of earlier all boiled into his need to show Dinah he was not going anywhere this time, causing him to kiss and suck at her harder, leaving small marks along her breast, and leaving her gasping with surprise and pleasure. Her hips were flexing, feeling the skilled caress of her lover on her so intimately, the hard surface of his armor beneath her as she writhed in his lap. Bruce dipped his head and sucked at her shoulder as he stroked her, fingers slowly sliding into her.
Her reaction to that was immediate as she rocked into his touch, wordless sounds escaping her, eyes closing when she leaned her head back on him. Arrow took advantage of that to again work at her neck, tasting her skin, while Batman's hand kept moving, other hand gripping his archer as he worked to make their pretty girl insane.
Dinah was fast losing all sense of reality, focused only on touching Arrow, who was moving in her hand hips rocking forward with her skilled touch, and on feeling what Batman gave to her.
"Incoming transmission," the computer announced. Arrow's immediate growl its way was not promising. Neither was the way the Bat reacted. He swore softly and was thankful the camera on the mats had to be manually activated, or Dinah's small plot to twit their mutual friend would have met a swift death when he did not answer at the computers. He slipped his hand off Arrow's back and waited, cuing the transmission to relay with a quick move, knowing just who it had to be--and his fingers never stilled on their lady.
""Batman, I saw that both incidents were handled," Oracle began, with a tense note. "But I cannot contact my prime operative."
The 'prime operative' in question was being kissed solidly as she started to climax, the archer muffling her sounds with his controlling kiss.
Glove--and mic--brought to his mouth, the Bat replied. "Your comm gear was corroded by sap from one of Ivy's plants, Oracle, she's going to need another set. And another costume." He was grateful for the decade-plus of training his voice, as it took all of his control to sound 'normal'.
"But she is okay?" The sheer amount of worry in those worries edged her voice from bat-controlled to private. Arrow believed that Dinah was far more than alright as she bit his lip in the midst of shuddering.
"She's fine, Babs. Nothing toxic in the sap." With her shaking around his fingers, it was extraordinarily difficult to keep that statement calm and level.
"I'll send over her spare costume and new gear, if you don't mind," Oracle added. Dinah pressed back into the armor, letting it bite into her skin as she felt one last crest, before sagging into Arrows' chest for support.
"That's fine, Oracle. I'll tell Alfred to expect a package." //Go away, Barbara.//
"Oracle out," she replied to that, and the computer signaled an end to the transmission.
"Remind me to kill her one day for bad timing," Dinah whispered, her skin flushed and sweating. A soft, amused noise came from behind her, "Such threats, from such a sweet girl..." as he slowly slipped his fingers free of her body and lifted them to his archer's lips.
Arrow inhaled her scent before his lips parted, taking the fingers in slowly and sucking them clean. Dinah worked the man's shaft more firmly, pushing Arrow over, and purring when he thrust hard into her grip. The Bat growled softly, making other plans for that mouth for later, and smiled against her throat as she made their lover crazy.
Arrow shuddered through, hands clenching on both lovers as he did. Dinah slowly drew her hand out of his pants, turning her face toward Batman, and the Dark Knight took her mouth in a near-bruising kiss the moment she'd turned far enough. Her tongue dueled with his, provoking him, pushing him to claim her completely. As she did, her other hand moved through Arrow's hair.
He kissed her harder, deeper, in response to her challenge and his freed hand ran down to work at his armor, fairly definite plans in mind as he dropped the belt beside them.
Arrow leaned up and smiled at them. "She's a beautiful girl," he told Batman.
Dinah tore away from the kiss to look at him. "Girl?" she asked dangerously. "I seem to think I've far outgrown the 'kiddo' stage," she told him with a challenging look.
"Saying you're not our girl, my Dinah?" the Bat asked, low, equally dangerous tone in his voice as he moved to free himself from the suit, relief flaring across his features.
Dinah met his eyes, and softened her features. "I'd rather be a woman to your desires," she purred. Arrow moved to press against Dinah after she turned to straddle the Bat, knees splayed around both sets of theirs to move as close as possible.
"Hm. Point," he replied, and kissed her again, hands wrapping around her hips to pull her against him, allowing himself one long, hard buck up against her hot, slick body. He trusted her word that things were under control, and kissed her.
She moved just so, and moaned deeply as she took him inside, uncaring to anything but pleasing them both. Arrow let his hands roam, both gloves abrading over her soft skin, up to her breasts, holding them and kneading carefully.
She pulled a low moan from him at that, his hips rocking up against her, and he broke the kiss to look over her shoulder at his partner, "Remember Central, my Arrow?" It was a low, husky question, rooted in their history, and ought to perfectly describe what he wanted this night, what they hadn't yet had with her.
Ollie gave a low moan. "Do I ever... that was ...intense." He stroked his hands down over Dinah's stomach.
"Hmmm?" Dinah leaned up, kissing the exposed skin under the cowl, her hand caressing across the bat symbol.
"Trust us, beautiful?" the Bat asked in response, tilting his head slightly and pressing up into her touch, petting her with his bare hand, holding her with the other.
"Always have," she told him with complete faith in him.
That coaxed a smile from him even as he kissed her again, freeing a hand from her body to reach for his belt. Possibly unnecessary, given the way she felt, but he wouldn't risk harming her...
Arrow's hand met his, knowing just what he had in mind, already growing hard with anticipation. The way Dinah moved was a very strong incentive on any hand. After a moment's thought and finding the right compartment blind, he passed the tube over and turned his attention back to the woman over him, hands caressing her, trying to keep her on the edge while keeping his own reactions under control...
The archer used soft caresses on Dinah to aid the Bat in keeping her writhing. He took the time to work the tube open, and pulled a glove off, using it generously on bared fingers to be sure nothing went wrong. He was unsure just how well this would go over, or if Dinah knew what they wanted for certain. The Bat was almost as uncertain, and would not force the issue, but he wanted her caught between them... He kept teasing her, waiting for her reaction to that first touch.
When Dinah felt his hand touch her that way, she stilled for a moment, quivering. She whimpered softly as Arrow paused, and moved again, rocking into the touch. Batman held her gently when she quivered, then relaxed as she rocked with it rather than pull away. He flipped the ends and bulk of the cape to the side with a hand and slowly lay back, pulling her down with him, trusting his mate to follow as needed.
The blond was more than able to move with the shift, his fingers testing her body. She moaned, bucking between Arrow's stretching touch and Batman's hard body.
His hands stroked over her, freed of any need to support or hold her, and he made up for earlier with the bold way he started just below her ears and worked down, hitting sensitive spot after pressure point, hands sliding down the insides of her arms.
Dinah moaned, losing herself in every touch, caressing the symbol of the bat as she held herself up. She then closed her eyes and made a small hissing noise as Arrow drew his fingers away from her.
"Easy Dinah," Arrow purred. "Just wait..." He pressed close to her, hands on her hips as he slowly entered her, letting her adapt.
Feeling his mate's fingers sliding so close against him inside the woman they both claimed had been mind-blowing enough, only focusing on her had kept him in control, and it was a desperate, savage struggle to be still as he felt his Arrow take her, hands tightening on her sides, breath shuddering.
Dinah's mouth opened, but no sound emerged as Arrow slid all the way inside her, not moving yet as he adjusted to the tight feel. "Batman...god, this..."
"Yes," was the only thing he could say as he forced his body to stillness--if he moved, now, he would hurt her, jar the three of them, and that he could not stand. He watched her face change, her mouth fall open with hunger burning behind the mask, then looked over her shoulder at his mate, seeing all the need and hunger written there...
Arrow moved, pulling his hips back, feeling his body clench at the soft, whimpering moan that did finally escape Dinah's open mouth. He rocked a little, feeling her adjust to that, to using his rhythm to ride Batman's hard shaft, every nerve in her body on fire.
He fought off another long shudder, hips flexing just slightly with her moves as they settled into this... but god, he wasn't going to last...
Dinah's breathing was in gasps and moans as she began to shudder, already right at the edge from what they did to her. She drew one hand back, catching Arrow's hair in her hand, clinging, as her other hand moved down over her own body, making a teasing spectacle for the Bat as her fingers grazed against his length...
He watched her use that hold on his archer to display herself, felt the way that changed the angle she rode them both at, and he slid his hand fast up her side, wrapping his fingers around a nipple and twisting gently.
"Yes, oh god, yes," she moaned. Arrow bit her shoulder as he gripped her hips, sinking deep one more time. He needed that grip as Dinah began to shudder, rocking and crying out. The feel of her shuddering and the sound of her cries broke his restraint though he managed to stay mostly still as his vision grayed out, hips moving only slightly as he lost it with her. Arrow closed his eyes, letting all pretenses of control go, preferring to join them in their passion now. A few more thrusts inside her, holding her hips to control her motion, and he was groaning with his second release of the night.
Hands slipped to hold them both, gauntlet at his back, bare fingers on her shoulder, their weight over him still comfortable, and he simply kept breathing. When Dinah found the ability to move consciously, it was to shift and run a finger over Batman's jaw. "Such a perfectly wicked way to end a day," she purred, feeling Arrow's hands squeeze her in appreciation of the sentiment.
"Mmm..." the Bat agreed softly, and reached up to flick the lenses of the cowl back.
Arrow drew his hand along Dinah's leg. "Good god, Dinah." He kissed her shoulder as he pulled away from her, laying on his side next to them.
Dark blue eyes looked up at her from the cowl, smiling at her as he stroked down her back.
She looked briefly to their other lover, as he eased his mask off, smiling at him, before looking into Bruce's eyes. "I love you, both of you, and I want this...I want us....I want it to be real, not just a holiday thing," she said softly.
"So do I, Dinah," Bruce told her, unable to say what she likely wanted to hear, holding her close, arm tight around her back. "So do I. Ollie?" Not that there was any doubt in his mind, but it would bring him into the conversation.
The archer looked at them both with suspiciously wet eyes, but he had just removed his mask... "What can I say, Bruce? You've both been my world for years."
Bruce reached out and pulled him in to kiss him, hand in his hair. Ollie returned it with enthusiasm, as Dinah wriggled free of them to shift and draw Bruce's cape up over her.
"Cold, beautiful?" Bruce asked once he pulled away from him. That wasn't like her.
"I do occasionally notice...but mostly, I wanted your cape."
He shook his head and chuckled softly, twisting to sit up, mind photographing the way she looked wrapped up in it, her hair tangled and her eyes shining--//so damned beautiful...// "Why?" he was curious.
Ollie chuckled. "She once told me she'd rather be wrapped up in the Bat's cape and that close to him than go out with a bowslinging Robin Hood like me."
Dinah grinned, pleased he had remembered that shoot-down from the early days of his trying to win her over. Bruce arched a brow, then started to smile, "I think I will take that as a compliment... and now you have us both." He reached out for her, wanting to hold her.
She moved back to him, keeping the cape around her as she did notice the chill of the cave. "Come here, Ollie." He moved closer to her, and she kissed him gently. "Thank you, Oliver." She waited a moment, and he nodded, knowing it was his acceptance of her being healed, in her soul, that brought that on.
Bruce held her, watching them settle that out, just petting her hair gently. Dinah then sighed softly, a sound of complete contentment, and snuggled close to Bruce. Ollie slowly moved to his feet, hitching his pants up and sighing. "Good thing I packed two sets..."
"Borrow a robe," Bruce told him with a slight smile, eyeing the wardrobe. There were enough in there. Now, keeping Alfred from cleaning the suits might present some small difficulty, but he would handle it. Ollie nodded, his path aimed for the showers first. Dinah cuddled even closer to Bruce then, her hand coming up to rest against his cheek.
"Dinah?" he asked her softly, stroking her back, concerned.
"Just making sure I'm not dreaming," she whispered.
"I know how my eldest would respond to that... and will refrain," he said with a slight smile. "You're not dreaming, unless we both are."
"The boys...your boys...are they really okay with this? Roy says they are, but...I just have to know." She nuzzled into his neck piece.
"I think Dick's... a little startled, but accepting--and that mostly because he can't believe I'm all right with this; and I'm fairly certain you're now one of Tim's favorite people," Bruce answered.
She chuckled. "I did not do it to win him over; I did it to make things right." She moved away from him a little. "We should both shower...and then go play Santa upstairs. I'm sure Lian's in bed."
"I know, Dinah... and you're right, we should." He thought a moment. "Almost eleven? Alfred has her in bed, if Roy did not surface again." He let her go and followed her to his feet, refastening the suit... and he reached out to sweep her into his arms and carry her to the shower wrapped in his cape.
Her laugh was full of love. "He would have checked in with her...she's old enough to understand now that ...well, that one of these nights..."
Bruce nodded, understanding exactly what she wasn't saying. "I suppose he would have." He reluctantly put her down just outside the showers to strip out of the suit, and join their lover in the showers. She let the cape puddle at her feet, standing there in the glow of his cave, posed just so as to attract his attention for a single moment, before she entered the showers.
"Minx," he told softly, head tipping back under the spray. Their night wasn't done yet, but they did have presents to finish placing under the tree... and the next round would wait for after.
"I am at that...and you would not have me any other way," she purred, pressing up against Ollie's back to hug him. The archer turned, drawing her in front of him to wash her.
"She's got you there, Bruce."
"True. And you could drop the "there", and it would be just as accurate," he replied, letting Ollie take care of her this time.
The blond nodded. "I think we've all got each other." He said it with pride, knowing well and truly his wandering was over.
Bruce nodded his agreement with that, washing the sweat out of his hair and off his skin fairly quickly. Then he stepped out of the shower to slide into a robe and sort out pieces of the suit. All of that done, and Ollie and Dinah having finally joined him, the three headed up to play Santa with Lian's presents... They were about half-done with that task when Alfred appeared with a serving tray and plates for the three of them--and said not a word as they rapidly demolished the food provided, merely returned to bring seconds.
Cowriter:
merfillyCharacters: Batman, Green Arrow, Dinah Lance, Nightwing and Arsenal for a moment or two
Rating: NC-17. very
Word Count: 6,348
Continuity: HappyVerse
Disclaimer: DC Comics makes the money, people
Notes: It's official... HappyVerse is our refuge from the meaner things in comics.
Summary: Aftermaths of the fight, and the trio making up for earlier.
Nightwing and Arsenal pulled into the Cave, and Dick swung off the bike once Roy was out of his way, pulling the mask off as he went. He could hear the Cave showers going full blast, and winced. That spray could get painful, and with the cold of the Cave he could already see the steam curling out from under the door. "Dinah trying to imitate a lobster, or what?"
"I'd be scalding my skin if I'd had that goop all over me, birdboy," Roy replied, "can't blame her a bit."
"Me neither, come to think of it..." He spotted the small dish lying on a table over in the lab and headed that way, tilting his head. That hadn't been there when they left. It was full of green-brown slimy sap, and a note rested next to it, open.
"Here's the slime...just don't make any BatGadgets out of it." It was signed with a flowing BC.
He shook his head, amused by the fact that she was willing to tease him, and swapped the gauntlets for gloves, "Let me start this running, the faster the tests are over, the quicker Bruce will calm down. He's going to be..."
"What?"
"That chance she took was crazy--"
"Hey, if it's stupid but it works it's not--"
"That doesn't fly here, Roy, and you know it. I'm leaving it to them to deal with, it's his problem, but if Ivy'd poisoned that plant like she has some of them, Dinah'd be hurting..." //Or worse...// "Anyway. Just let me get these started, all right? So we can all be sure she's fine and go back to life as normal?"
"What gets me is she grew up here...and she wears less than you used to when she goes into this crap...all that exposed skin should have Bats on her like crazy for needless risk..." Roy said. "But it was a really great effect to see that thing just explode... hell I never even saw her move." The archer grinned. "Of course, you're pretty fast too, Short Pants...been training a lot lately?"
"You get to ask her what the hell she was thinking," Dick replied, "You're her boy. And I think that's probably going to be the topic of the next Bat/Bird fight, unless I don't know him half as well as I think I do..." He couldn't help starting to smile, "It was pretty damned cool, and it threw Ivy for a heck of a loop," he said as he moved, flicking machines on and starting them running on the samples of Kraken-goo. "Which is always nice. Yeah, we've been training, all of us, visiting some of Bruce's old teachers--or at least their schools--which has been... mmm... interesting. And Tim's been sending Bruce's satphone bill through the roof, talking at Mia when we're not training."
Roy chuckled. "Yeah...she used my phone the whole week she was in New York." Roy slipped up behind him, kissing on his neck, tasting the adrenaline in his sweat. "Good kid, though. She really knows her stuff."
Dick reached back and smacked at his thigh lightly even as he pressed back into the kiss. "I'd expect nothing less... and stop that, I'm working..." That might have been what he said, but the reaction didn't back it up, and neither did the tone.
"The machine is working...you're just working me back up," the archer rumbled, caressing one hand over Dick's arm. He started to add more, but the tunnel rumbled ominously.
Dick pressed back against him, too damned much armor in the way, then pulled away a little, not wanting to upset a probably-already-distressed Bat by necking in his Cave--and the moment Batman slid out of the Car he knew he was right. "Batman, I started some samples running to cut the time, I'm going to change and head up..." //Anything to get me out of here...//
"Fine, Nightwing," low growl as Batman headed their way--and he got out of the way, moving to the wardrobe to strip out of his suit.
Roy was more than smart enough to follow, and averted his eyes as Dinah, clad in a towel, came out, walked straight to the incinerator, and dumped her entire costume-- bundled carefully into another towel--into it.
"That sucked a bit; have to wear Oracle's design til I get a new one cut," she said, walking over to sit on the small exam table. Her skin was very pink where it showed...which was an excessive amount...and she immediately began finger-combing her long hair.
Ollie just watched her, then Batman for the explosion.
Batman checked over the machine's progress, then acquired a syringe and stripped off a gauntlet to roll the cloth back and draw blood, starting it into another set of machines. "Interesting that you remembered to fear for my proximity to her, but not your own, Canary," he said once that was finished, his head tilted so his eyes were on her face--obvious even with the cowl, to those that knew him.
"oh, shit," Dick breathed at that calm tone and grabbed Roy's hand to get the hell out of the Cave fast.
Ollie edged somewhat closer, knowing good and well that Dinah had to hear this…hell, there had been times he wanted to say this to her in the past. Still, he also did not want the two of them in a full-fledged argument, and his Pretty Bird had never been much for criticism from teammates.
Dinah shrugged, holding a hand up. "My style and yours have typically clashed... aggravates Babs to no end. I took the most direct path to get the confusion started." She rubbed at her bare neck, feeling just a touch of unease to not have her transmitter anymore, but the sap had gotten into it and the earrings, causing some corrosion rather quickly.
"...'the most direct'... Did you forget the kind of chance you were taking?!" that last came out slightly more intensely than he'd intended. What-ifs might be deadly in their line of work, but "all's well that ends well" wasn't a philosophy he could live by. "You know her record, you made that perfectly clear." //So why the hell did you decide to pretend you're invulnerable, is Diana rubbing off on you or something, I'd expect that from her,// flashed through his mind, but remained unspoken.
She could read it in his body though, and she reached out to run her hand along his cheek. "It's my way. Always has been. Would you rather I change? Would I still be the girl you saw grow up into a woman you could love?" Her voice was soft, full of gentle concern. "I took a chance. It's what I do." Now Ollie eased back, watching a dynamic he had never really expected unfold. He knew if it had been himself, Dinah's temper would have flared…and yet, it seemed to be perfectly natural for her to take the calm path with the Bat instead.
His jaw set hard as he bit back everything Bruce wanted to say that Batman could not and he watched her a long moment, "There're chances and there's reckless, Dinah, and we've lost too many already..." //You frightened me, Dinah, once I had the time to think...// In the moment, he'd seen the opportunity created, trusting her to know what she was doing. It was only in the aftermath that he'd remembered some of Ivy's nastier habits. The archer could not see his male lover's face, but sensed the conflict anyway in the subtle nuances of his speech.
She sighed softly. "Okay...a bit reckless." She bit back all the nasty things Shiva had subjected her to, trying to make her more immune to their shared thorn, Cheshire. She had not even considered that; she had just wanted a way to get the fight done with fast. Ollie's eyes flicked over her face, seeing the repentance there, hearing it in her voice, and he shook his head. If Bats could tame that streak even just a little…
"More than a bit," he growled at her, taking the step to pull her tight against his body with a hand in her wet hair, "You know better, damn it Dinah..." He fought down the lover's instincts to listen to the teammate, knowing she could never be any other way, and that to try and change her would destroy her... And desperately ignored the frightened child screaming from the back of his mind that wanted to demand she promise not to leave them. "Do better next time?" was the closest he would let himself come.
"Does it help to know that Shiva forced me through several anti-toxin routines?" She leaned her head on his chest, cursing herself for hurting him, even if it was through her normal patterns. She was as bad as Ollie, to put him through that.
"...Somewhat," he replied after a moment, holding her tightly. It did help. Shiva knew her poisons and how to counter them, and if she'd been building Dinah's immunity... That... sat a little better.
"Well, we've got some training to keep in mind," Ollie said, walking fully over. "If we have any more of these joint excursions. Seems Dinah's used to tanking for a team these days..."
"True...with the girls...especially now that Oracle is adding Gypsy, I'm just accustomed to being the first in, the one who gets close."
Bruce nodded once, agreeing to Ollie's comment, he'd already known Dinah's role in the birds. It was a blatant attempt at distracting both of them, but... "You're right. We do need to get used to working with each other again, it's been a while."
A machine chimed its results and he released Dinah, turning to study the readout. "No poisons or toxins in the sap, Ivy's or otherwise," he reported after a moment. "But there is something the machine doesn't recognize..." That made him uneasy, and he hoped one of the other systems would recognize it. He had no desire to be down here all night...
"My comm gear was corroded from it..." Dinah crooked her finger at Ollie, and he gladly took the space left by Batman. She nuzzled him, purring when he wrapped his arms around her. It never ceased to amaze him how easily she shrugged off the cold, sitting there in a towel in the wintry cave.
"That could be it," Batman nodded, waiting as the rest of the machines finished their routines--including the one analyzing his blood. "Equally clear," he said to Ollie's expectant look, and began reading through the results churned out by his equipment. "...Hm... Your guess was correct, Dinah. That's a useful little trick she's created, an organic compound that eats circuitry..."
"Something to disable gadgetry...smart woman, so bad it's so twisted." Ollie shook his head. "So...Think the boys already made it to bed?"
Dinah giggled. "One track mind, Oliver?"
"I would be surprised it they haven't," Bruce replied, tabling thoughts of reproducing and using that compound for later. His lips curved at her last comment, and he added, "Dinah, that shouldn't be news..."
"She knows it," Ollie chuckled, before Dinah grabbed the back of his head and drew him in for a fierce kiss. She was feeling the pleasure of a fight finished well, and the burn of their earlier interruption.
Bruce moved to them, standing close to their sides, hands going to Dinah's waist and Ollie's shoulder as he watched them kiss hungrily, then dipped his head to say into Dinah's ear, "Here or upstairs, beautiful?" in the Bat's low growl.
In answer, not wanting to part from Ollie, she reached down to her towel and untucked it, letting it fall to the side with a low moan of hunger. The archer responded to that a moan of his own, his hand sliding down to touch the offered skin with gentle caresses.
Batman smiled against her ear and bit at it gently, bare hand sliding down off Ollie's back to run over her abs as he tangled his gauntlet in her hair, testing...
She broke the kiss with a gasp, sliding from the table, her hand coming up to hold Ollie's gloved one to her breast. The smaller woman pressed against the Dark Knight's armor, while she licked her lips, staring up at Arrow's masked face.
"Mats?" The archer asked it with a low, rumbling desire.
"Yes," the Bat agreed softly, hand still running over her.
Arrow lifted their lover up, carrying her over to the mats and setting her down with gallant ease. She shivered as the cool surface touched her skin, then gasped again when he caressed her nipple with his gloved hand again.
Batman followed, kneeling beside her to run his fingers over her skin, a small, sharp smile on his lips at the way she shivered.
"Bats, she is very, very revved up," Arrow purred.
"Come here and find out how revved I am, Archer."
The Bat smiled at her fire and ran his fingers lower down her body, tracing the side of her hip, "He will when he wants, Dinah..." just a trace of emphasis on her name as he watched Ollie's face.
A sly smile twisted at the Emerald Archer's lips. "I want, Bats...that's never in question. Dinah's just gonna need to show us how badly she wants us."
The woman's eyes widened as she heard Ollie...no, as Green Arrow took that tone with her. The Bat smiled back at him, then turned his head slightly to look at Dinah through whiteout lenses, "Mm... agreed..." He was almost as startled by his Archer's behavior, but it was going to make for a very interesting night, to say the least...
They saw the effect it was having on Dinah as she responded to the subtle differences in him, nearly as strongly as she had reacted to the Bat's growl in her ear. A slow twist of her body and she was leaning up on one hip between the two of them, back pressing to the unyielding armor of the Bat, her hand stroking the more lightly armored hunter's tunic. "Both of you?" she asked softly, a question in her voice as to their full intentions, inviting them to lay full claim to the woman, not the hero.
"Yes, pretty. Both of us," the Bat's voice low against her ear, big hand splayed out over her thigh. "It's what you want, isn't it?"
Dinah moaned softly, nodding slowly as a light flush spread over her skin. Arrow smiled, his own eyes hidden.
"Pretty flower shop girl, two vigilantes..."
Small smile at his archer's words, hand petting her skin slowly, the gauntleted one coming up to press against her abs, holding her back against him, letting the Arrow speak for them both--he was the mouthy one, after all.
The feel of that gauntlet on her skin provoked a small cry of anticipation. "Just... showing... my love of you heroes," Dinah panted, as Arrow traced a path down over her breast.
"Oh, really?" the Bat asked, bare hand sliding up to join his archer in teasing her breast, both amused and aroused by Dinah's deliberate fall back into purely her civilian guise, and the change that wrought in her behavior.
Arrow leaned in to kiss over her throat, moving closer so that she stayed warm. "I think you go above and beyond in your appreciation, but I know we'd love a demonstration," he rumbled against her skin.
She brought one hand up to cover the bare one of the Bat, an all over body shiver showing just what they were doing to her. Batman allowed that a moment, pleased to feel her shake, then he freed his hand from hers and used it to move her touch into his archer's hair, tilting his head to nip gently at the other side of her throat, going back to teasing her breast.
Dinah's fingers curled into the blond hair, holding on as Arrow ran the palm of his glove over her bare stomach, coming to rest on her hip.
"We're waiting, pretty..." the Bat told her, intrigued by how she might respond to his Arrow's demand.
"I can't keep you waiting, now can I?" she asked before shifting further, now moving her hands down, under the heavy tunic, sliding her hands over the lower back of her green-clad lover. "I'm eager to feel you both, and would do anything you asked me to, to show how happy I am with how well you protect me."
"Consider yourself asked for the rest of the night, lovely lady....because I'm in the mood to show more than anything," Arrow said in low tones, sliding his hand from her hip to her thigh.
Batman kissed her throat again, hand caressing, "Anything? That's a dangerous thing to offer..." as he held her back against him, listening to his partner talk.
"You two are heroes," she said with a simple blind trust in her voice, playing the role to the hilt.
"Then anything is what you will get...at our leisure, lovely lady." He couldn't help being amused at how well she'd learned to act.
Her agreement to something he wanted so easily won, the Bat went back to teasing her, skilled, hard fingers gentle on her breast, hand on her ribs caressing slowly, knowing what the roughened gauntlet would feel like against bare skin...
Arrow moaned softly as their lady love brought her hand between them, undoing his pants with more skill than a flower shop girl might have, but he was not complaining when she reached in to stroke him.
Dinah did not buck into Batman's touch.... she loved the feel of that harsh caress, but it made her move back, pressing against the cool, hard armor and moving just slightly, eyes half lidded and soft whispery moans escaping her, deepening when she could finally touch Arrow's shaft.
"I would say that counts as proof," Batman noted. "So bold, for such a nice girl..." His hands started to truly play her body, and if he was better at finding sensitive zones than he should be... he was Batman, after all.
Dinah could barely think when the gauntlet grazed that tender spot on her neck, and was more than breathless after Arrow drew her into a hard kiss again, thrusting against her stroking hand.
The Bat made a small, pleased noise, and ran his thumb over that spot as they kissed, free hand sliding so slowly towards dark curls, drawing a small noise, somewhere between a whimpering sigh and a moan into the kiss, eager to be touched. Arrow pulled back from the kiss, a sharp bite descending on her collarbone and evoking a responding cry.
Sharp eyes noticed the quick bite and wondered what was going through his archer's mind as his fingers slid slowly down through her curls, hand on her neck moving to Arrow's instead, touch asking the same question. As Arrow kneaded Dinah's breast, his hips rocking into her grasp, he slipped this other hand to rest on the Bat's hip. He could not convey the need to show his own stake in this relationship...or the intense feeling of finally knowing just what he needed, that he could have it. That still left the Bat wondering, but the way he held his hip said there was nothing wrong between them and the slight tension eased. He slipped his fingers between her legs, a turn of his hand urging her to open them so he could touch as he chose...
"Oh god..." Dinah breathed softly, opening to him, her hand tightening on the Arrow's length. The archer growled softly as he bent down to claim a breast with his mouth, not wanting her to bring him off yet, and knowing he was very close. Batman chuckled softly, low and dark, and ran his fingers over her gently, tracing the shapes and folds of her body, learning her again, and his other hand ran down Arrow's back, strong touch over the hard curve of that bowed shoulder...
Arrow shuddered violently at that touch, a low groan escaping him as he paused in sucking one nipple. The way Dinah's hand moved, the feeling of knowing his Bat was right there, the frustration of earlier all boiled into his need to show Dinah he was not going anywhere this time, causing him to kiss and suck at her harder, leaving small marks along her breast, and leaving her gasping with surprise and pleasure. Her hips were flexing, feeling the skilled caress of her lover on her so intimately, the hard surface of his armor beneath her as she writhed in his lap. Bruce dipped his head and sucked at her shoulder as he stroked her, fingers slowly sliding into her.
Her reaction to that was immediate as she rocked into his touch, wordless sounds escaping her, eyes closing when she leaned her head back on him. Arrow took advantage of that to again work at her neck, tasting her skin, while Batman's hand kept moving, other hand gripping his archer as he worked to make their pretty girl insane.
Dinah was fast losing all sense of reality, focused only on touching Arrow, who was moving in her hand hips rocking forward with her skilled touch, and on feeling what Batman gave to her.
"Incoming transmission," the computer announced. Arrow's immediate growl its way was not promising. Neither was the way the Bat reacted. He swore softly and was thankful the camera on the mats had to be manually activated, or Dinah's small plot to twit their mutual friend would have met a swift death when he did not answer at the computers. He slipped his hand off Arrow's back and waited, cuing the transmission to relay with a quick move, knowing just who it had to be--and his fingers never stilled on their lady.
""Batman, I saw that both incidents were handled," Oracle began, with a tense note. "But I cannot contact my prime operative."
The 'prime operative' in question was being kissed solidly as she started to climax, the archer muffling her sounds with his controlling kiss.
Glove--and mic--brought to his mouth, the Bat replied. "Your comm gear was corroded by sap from one of Ivy's plants, Oracle, she's going to need another set. And another costume." He was grateful for the decade-plus of training his voice, as it took all of his control to sound 'normal'.
"But she is okay?" The sheer amount of worry in those worries edged her voice from bat-controlled to private. Arrow believed that Dinah was far more than alright as she bit his lip in the midst of shuddering.
"She's fine, Babs. Nothing toxic in the sap." With her shaking around his fingers, it was extraordinarily difficult to keep that statement calm and level.
"I'll send over her spare costume and new gear, if you don't mind," Oracle added. Dinah pressed back into the armor, letting it bite into her skin as she felt one last crest, before sagging into Arrows' chest for support.
"That's fine, Oracle. I'll tell Alfred to expect a package." //Go away, Barbara.//
"Oracle out," she replied to that, and the computer signaled an end to the transmission.
"Remind me to kill her one day for bad timing," Dinah whispered, her skin flushed and sweating. A soft, amused noise came from behind her, "Such threats, from such a sweet girl..." as he slowly slipped his fingers free of her body and lifted them to his archer's lips.
Arrow inhaled her scent before his lips parted, taking the fingers in slowly and sucking them clean. Dinah worked the man's shaft more firmly, pushing Arrow over, and purring when he thrust hard into her grip. The Bat growled softly, making other plans for that mouth for later, and smiled against her throat as she made their lover crazy.
Arrow shuddered through, hands clenching on both lovers as he did. Dinah slowly drew her hand out of his pants, turning her face toward Batman, and the Dark Knight took her mouth in a near-bruising kiss the moment she'd turned far enough. Her tongue dueled with his, provoking him, pushing him to claim her completely. As she did, her other hand moved through Arrow's hair.
He kissed her harder, deeper, in response to her challenge and his freed hand ran down to work at his armor, fairly definite plans in mind as he dropped the belt beside them.
Arrow leaned up and smiled at them. "She's a beautiful girl," he told Batman.
Dinah tore away from the kiss to look at him. "Girl?" she asked dangerously. "I seem to think I've far outgrown the 'kiddo' stage," she told him with a challenging look.
"Saying you're not our girl, my Dinah?" the Bat asked, low, equally dangerous tone in his voice as he moved to free himself from the suit, relief flaring across his features.
Dinah met his eyes, and softened her features. "I'd rather be a woman to your desires," she purred. Arrow moved to press against Dinah after she turned to straddle the Bat, knees splayed around both sets of theirs to move as close as possible.
"Hm. Point," he replied, and kissed her again, hands wrapping around her hips to pull her against him, allowing himself one long, hard buck up against her hot, slick body. He trusted her word that things were under control, and kissed her.
She moved just so, and moaned deeply as she took him inside, uncaring to anything but pleasing them both. Arrow let his hands roam, both gloves abrading over her soft skin, up to her breasts, holding them and kneading carefully.
She pulled a low moan from him at that, his hips rocking up against her, and he broke the kiss to look over her shoulder at his partner, "Remember Central, my Arrow?" It was a low, husky question, rooted in their history, and ought to perfectly describe what he wanted this night, what they hadn't yet had with her.
Ollie gave a low moan. "Do I ever... that was ...intense." He stroked his hands down over Dinah's stomach.
"Hmmm?" Dinah leaned up, kissing the exposed skin under the cowl, her hand caressing across the bat symbol.
"Trust us, beautiful?" the Bat asked in response, tilting his head slightly and pressing up into her touch, petting her with his bare hand, holding her with the other.
"Always have," she told him with complete faith in him.
That coaxed a smile from him even as he kissed her again, freeing a hand from her body to reach for his belt. Possibly unnecessary, given the way she felt, but he wouldn't risk harming her...
Arrow's hand met his, knowing just what he had in mind, already growing hard with anticipation. The way Dinah moved was a very strong incentive on any hand. After a moment's thought and finding the right compartment blind, he passed the tube over and turned his attention back to the woman over him, hands caressing her, trying to keep her on the edge while keeping his own reactions under control...
The archer used soft caresses on Dinah to aid the Bat in keeping her writhing. He took the time to work the tube open, and pulled a glove off, using it generously on bared fingers to be sure nothing went wrong. He was unsure just how well this would go over, or if Dinah knew what they wanted for certain. The Bat was almost as uncertain, and would not force the issue, but he wanted her caught between them... He kept teasing her, waiting for her reaction to that first touch.
When Dinah felt his hand touch her that way, she stilled for a moment, quivering. She whimpered softly as Arrow paused, and moved again, rocking into the touch. Batman held her gently when she quivered, then relaxed as she rocked with it rather than pull away. He flipped the ends and bulk of the cape to the side with a hand and slowly lay back, pulling her down with him, trusting his mate to follow as needed.
The blond was more than able to move with the shift, his fingers testing her body. She moaned, bucking between Arrow's stretching touch and Batman's hard body.
His hands stroked over her, freed of any need to support or hold her, and he made up for earlier with the bold way he started just below her ears and worked down, hitting sensitive spot after pressure point, hands sliding down the insides of her arms.
Dinah moaned, losing herself in every touch, caressing the symbol of the bat as she held herself up. She then closed her eyes and made a small hissing noise as Arrow drew his fingers away from her.
"Easy Dinah," Arrow purred. "Just wait..." He pressed close to her, hands on her hips as he slowly entered her, letting her adapt.
Feeling his mate's fingers sliding so close against him inside the woman they both claimed had been mind-blowing enough, only focusing on her had kept him in control, and it was a desperate, savage struggle to be still as he felt his Arrow take her, hands tightening on her sides, breath shuddering.
Dinah's mouth opened, but no sound emerged as Arrow slid all the way inside her, not moving yet as he adjusted to the tight feel. "Batman...god, this..."
"Yes," was the only thing he could say as he forced his body to stillness--if he moved, now, he would hurt her, jar the three of them, and that he could not stand. He watched her face change, her mouth fall open with hunger burning behind the mask, then looked over her shoulder at his mate, seeing all the need and hunger written there...
Arrow moved, pulling his hips back, feeling his body clench at the soft, whimpering moan that did finally escape Dinah's open mouth. He rocked a little, feeling her adjust to that, to using his rhythm to ride Batman's hard shaft, every nerve in her body on fire.
He fought off another long shudder, hips flexing just slightly with her moves as they settled into this... but god, he wasn't going to last...
Dinah's breathing was in gasps and moans as she began to shudder, already right at the edge from what they did to her. She drew one hand back, catching Arrow's hair in her hand, clinging, as her other hand moved down over her own body, making a teasing spectacle for the Bat as her fingers grazed against his length...
He watched her use that hold on his archer to display herself, felt the way that changed the angle she rode them both at, and he slid his hand fast up her side, wrapping his fingers around a nipple and twisting gently.
"Yes, oh god, yes," she moaned. Arrow bit her shoulder as he gripped her hips, sinking deep one more time. He needed that grip as Dinah began to shudder, rocking and crying out. The feel of her shuddering and the sound of her cries broke his restraint though he managed to stay mostly still as his vision grayed out, hips moving only slightly as he lost it with her. Arrow closed his eyes, letting all pretenses of control go, preferring to join them in their passion now. A few more thrusts inside her, holding her hips to control her motion, and he was groaning with his second release of the night.
Hands slipped to hold them both, gauntlet at his back, bare fingers on her shoulder, their weight over him still comfortable, and he simply kept breathing. When Dinah found the ability to move consciously, it was to shift and run a finger over Batman's jaw. "Such a perfectly wicked way to end a day," she purred, feeling Arrow's hands squeeze her in appreciation of the sentiment.
"Mmm..." the Bat agreed softly, and reached up to flick the lenses of the cowl back.
Arrow drew his hand along Dinah's leg. "Good god, Dinah." He kissed her shoulder as he pulled away from her, laying on his side next to them.
Dark blue eyes looked up at her from the cowl, smiling at her as he stroked down her back.
She looked briefly to their other lover, as he eased his mask off, smiling at him, before looking into Bruce's eyes. "I love you, both of you, and I want this...I want us....I want it to be real, not just a holiday thing," she said softly.
"So do I, Dinah," Bruce told her, unable to say what she likely wanted to hear, holding her close, arm tight around her back. "So do I. Ollie?" Not that there was any doubt in his mind, but it would bring him into the conversation.
The archer looked at them both with suspiciously wet eyes, but he had just removed his mask... "What can I say, Bruce? You've both been my world for years."
Bruce reached out and pulled him in to kiss him, hand in his hair. Ollie returned it with enthusiasm, as Dinah wriggled free of them to shift and draw Bruce's cape up over her.
"Cold, beautiful?" Bruce asked once he pulled away from him. That wasn't like her.
"I do occasionally notice...but mostly, I wanted your cape."
He shook his head and chuckled softly, twisting to sit up, mind photographing the way she looked wrapped up in it, her hair tangled and her eyes shining--//so damned beautiful...// "Why?" he was curious.
Ollie chuckled. "She once told me she'd rather be wrapped up in the Bat's cape and that close to him than go out with a bowslinging Robin Hood like me."
Dinah grinned, pleased he had remembered that shoot-down from the early days of his trying to win her over. Bruce arched a brow, then started to smile, "I think I will take that as a compliment... and now you have us both." He reached out for her, wanting to hold her.
She moved back to him, keeping the cape around her as she did notice the chill of the cave. "Come here, Ollie." He moved closer to her, and she kissed him gently. "Thank you, Oliver." She waited a moment, and he nodded, knowing it was his acceptance of her being healed, in her soul, that brought that on.
Bruce held her, watching them settle that out, just petting her hair gently. Dinah then sighed softly, a sound of complete contentment, and snuggled close to Bruce. Ollie slowly moved to his feet, hitching his pants up and sighing. "Good thing I packed two sets..."
"Borrow a robe," Bruce told him with a slight smile, eyeing the wardrobe. There were enough in there. Now, keeping Alfred from cleaning the suits might present some small difficulty, but he would handle it. Ollie nodded, his path aimed for the showers first. Dinah cuddled even closer to Bruce then, her hand coming up to rest against his cheek.
"Dinah?" he asked her softly, stroking her back, concerned.
"Just making sure I'm not dreaming," she whispered.
"I know how my eldest would respond to that... and will refrain," he said with a slight smile. "You're not dreaming, unless we both are."
"The boys...your boys...are they really okay with this? Roy says they are, but...I just have to know." She nuzzled into his neck piece.
"I think Dick's... a little startled, but accepting--and that mostly because he can't believe I'm all right with this; and I'm fairly certain you're now one of Tim's favorite people," Bruce answered.
She chuckled. "I did not do it to win him over; I did it to make things right." She moved away from him a little. "We should both shower...and then go play Santa upstairs. I'm sure Lian's in bed."
"I know, Dinah... and you're right, we should." He thought a moment. "Almost eleven? Alfred has her in bed, if Roy did not surface again." He let her go and followed her to his feet, refastening the suit... and he reached out to sweep her into his arms and carry her to the shower wrapped in his cape.
Her laugh was full of love. "He would have checked in with her...she's old enough to understand now that ...well, that one of these nights..."
Bruce nodded, understanding exactly what she wasn't saying. "I suppose he would have." He reluctantly put her down just outside the showers to strip out of the suit, and join their lover in the showers. She let the cape puddle at her feet, standing there in the glow of his cave, posed just so as to attract his attention for a single moment, before she entered the showers.
"Minx," he told softly, head tipping back under the spray. Their night wasn't done yet, but they did have presents to finish placing under the tree... and the next round would wait for after.
"I am at that...and you would not have me any other way," she purred, pressing up against Ollie's back to hug him. The archer turned, drawing her in front of him to wash her.
"She's got you there, Bruce."
"True. And you could drop the "there", and it would be just as accurate," he replied, letting Ollie take care of her this time.
The blond nodded. "I think we've all got each other." He said it with pride, knowing well and truly his wandering was over.
Bruce nodded his agreement with that, washing the sweat out of his hair and off his skin fairly quickly. Then he stepped out of the shower to slide into a robe and sort out pieces of the suit. All of that done, and Ollie and Dinah having finally joined him, the three headed up to play Santa with Lian's presents... They were about half-done with that task when Alfred appeared with a serving tray and plates for the three of them--and said not a word as they rapidly demolished the food provided, merely returned to bring seconds.
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Date: 2006-11-14 05:01 am (UTC):-)
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Date: 2006-11-14 04:55 pm (UTC)I like making people speechless!
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Date: 2006-11-14 05:01 pm (UTC)And yes, Babs does make something of a habit of interrupting at the worst possible times..
*grins* Next one, you mean the rest of the smut or the actual plot? *curious*
Thank you again! *curtseys*
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Date: 2006-11-14 10:24 am (UTC)Oh. And the threesome smut was yummy-rific, too. *g*
Bits I loved:
The teasing note that Dinah left was cute. Very playful and yet still showed her unwillingness to be pushed around by anyone - including the Big Bad Bat.
But it was a really great effect to see that thing just explode... hell I never even saw her move."
*g* I love this - it shows Roy's "aww, damn, the woman who taught me how to fight is cool" awe. And, yes, Roy, she is. *g*
He shook his head, amused by the fact that she was willing to tease him
*chuckle.* I love Dick's thoughts in this scene, too. They alternate nicely between "she's crazy" to "she's also pretty damn cool."
Roy chuckled. "Yeah...she used my phone the whole week she was in New York." Roy slipped up behind him, kissing on his neck, tasting the adrenaline in his sweat. "Good kid, though. She really knows her stuff."
Dick reached back and smacked at his thigh lightly even as he pressed back into the kiss. "I'd expect nothing less... and stop that, I'm working..." That might have been what he said, but the reaction didn't back it up, and neither did the tone.
Awww. They're such good big brothers, comparing notes on lil' bro and sis.
Also, Dick, tease much?
"oh, shit," Dick breathed at that calm tone and grabbed Roy's hand to get the hell out of the Cave fast.
*g* I love that it's Bruce's calm tone that serves as a warning. Seems perfectly reasonable.
Dinah shrugged, holding a hand up.
I love that unlike everyone else, Dinah is not at all impressed/concerned with the impending Bat explosion, even though she recognizes that it's coming.
And missing the transmitter/her link with Oracle was a beautiful touch that showed how strong the connection between these two women were, even in a universe in which they aren't lovers.
/So why the hell did you decide to pretend you're invulnerable, is Diana rubbing off on you or something, I'd expect that from her,// flashed through his mind, but remained unspoken.
*chuckles, for reasons that may become clear later.*And poor Bruce really doesn't know what to do with the infuriating woman's "logic." Poor guy. Also, this spoke to me about the kinship these three *extremely human* mortals have, outside of their relationship, that binds them together.He knew if it had been himself, Dinah's temper would have flared…and yet, it seemed to be perfectly natural for her to take the calm path with the Bat instead.
I just adore the way that defines the very different, very complex dynamics between the three of them.
"Do better next time?" was the closest he would let himself come.
"Does it help to know that Shiva forced me through several anti-toxin routines?"
My mind laughs merrily at the fact that this isn't at all a "Yes."
Ah, the actual smut. Consider the whole thing quoted. It really was many degrees of fabulous. Especially Oracle interrupting. *g* //Go away, Barbara.// *snicker.*
Dinah tore away from the kiss to look at him. "Girl?" she asked dangerously. "I seem to think I've far outgrown the 'kiddo' stage," she told him with a challenging look.
*Claps.* Oh, Dinah, I really, really LOVE you sometimes.
Also, I adore that it was Dinah who really needed to know that the Bruce's kiddies weren't overly freaked out by their relationship. It's so very Maternal!Dinah. Also, Dinah wanting their relationship to be *real* and worrying that it was just a holiday thing was a lovely insight into her.
In sum, I utterly adored this fic. It was, as all of the fics in this 'verse have been, an utter delight and joy to read, and I look forward to seeing more in this verse.
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Date: 2006-11-14 06:53 pm (UTC)Yes. Yes they are. In every sense of the word, they are.
Oh. And the threesome smut was yummy-rific, too. *g*
*GRIN* I'm so glad. It was the usual challenge/fun to write.
Bits I loved:
The teasing note that Dinah left was cute. Very playful and yet still showed her unwillingness to be pushed around by anyone - including the Big Bad Bat.
Yup, that's our Dinah. Playful and stubborn.
"But it was a really great effect to see that thing just explode... hell I never even saw her move.""
*g* I love this - it shows Roy's "aww, damn, the woman who taught me how to fight is cool" awe. And, yes, Roy, she is. *g*
Yup. Roy adores her. And damn that was cool.
"He shook his head, amused by the fact that she was willing to tease him"
*chuckle.* I love Dick's thoughts in this scene, too. They alternate nicely between "she's crazy" to "she's also pretty damn cool."
Pretty much, yup. He thinks she's nuts, but damn, she's very cool.
Awww. They're such good big brothers, comparing notes on lil' bro and sis.
Also, Dick, tease much?
Yup. Doing the brother thing, doing the friend thing... and Dick wants to know when he's not a tease.
*g* I love that it's Bruce's calm tone that serves as a warning. Seems perfectly reasonable.
When Bruce is being that calm, it's a very, very bad thing in the Bird-boys' book. It generally bodes ill.
I love that unlike everyone else, Dinah is not at all impressed/concerned with the impending Bat explosion, even though she recognizes that it's coming.
*snicker* Yeah. The Bat was not at all pleased, but Filly and I thought it was a riot.
And missing the transmitter/her link with Oracle was a beautiful touch that showed how strong the connection between these two women were, even in a universe in which they aren't lovers.
Filly did great there.
*chuckles, for reasons that may become clear later.*Nope, not clear, need more info!
And poor Bruce really doesn't know what to do with the infuriating woman's "logic." Poor guy.
That's because she's just... *frustrated look*
Also, this spoke to me about the kinship these three *extremely human* mortals have, outside of their relationship, that binds them together.
Yeah. They're... bound together.
I just adore the way that defines the very different, very complex dynamics between the three of them.
Filly rules the Arrow/Bird dynamic as usual, and yeah, the relationship is very different there.
My mind laughs merrily at the fact that this isn't at all a "Yes."
And don't think for a minute that Bruce didn't know it. But he also knows she'll at least think about it. (he's also making commentary about the similarity between the Canary and the Cat(woman).)
Ah, the actual smut. Consider the whole thing quoted. It really was many degrees of fabulous. Especially Oracle interrupting. *g* //Go away, Barbara.// *snicker.*
*beams at you* It was... the usual too-many-bodies challenge to write, but at the same time an utter joy. And yea, I'm evil for that one. And glad Bruce could make you snicker.
*Claps.* Oh, Dinah, I really, really LOVE you sometimes.
You and I both.
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Date: 2006-11-14 06:53 pm (UTC)Also, I adore that it was Dinah who really needed to know that the Bruce's kiddies weren't overly freaked out by their relationship.
I now have bad AU Historical fiction plotbunnies, damn you, *glare*. *sigh* Oh, well. Anyway. Yeah, Filly ruled Di again there.
It's so very Maternal!Dinah. Also, Dinah wanting their relationship to be *real* and worrying that it was just a holiday thing was a lovely insight into her.
Bruce thought she was being a little thick, as he thought that was pretty well established already, but there are not words for how he felt hearing her say it. Yeah, it was a pretty cool insight.
In sum, I utterly adored this fic. It was, as all of the fics in this 'verse have been, an utter delight and joy to read, and I look forward to seeing more in this verse.
Thank you!
We're working on it, but there's this stupid thing called life that keeps getting in the way.
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Date: 2006-11-14 01:24 pm (UTC)I love her "hero worship"
I have a feeling that Oracle is very much dead when Dinah or Bruce can get their hands on her. Can't wait to see the little Hacker's reaction when she finds out that Dinah is sleeping with both the Bat and the Archer, literally in this case hehe.
Can't wait to see Lian's love of the presents when she wakes up in the morning.
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Date: 2006-11-14 05:11 pm (UTC)And yeah, Dinah's fun.
*smirk* Me, too.
No, NO, not until it comes out! They can't! *snicker* Yeah, her reaction'll be priceless.
And Lian's a doll, of course.
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Date: 2006-11-14 06:15 pm (UTC)I loved it. And the picture of Dinah in the middle jsut makes me melt. Which is bad when I'm reading in class!
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Date: 2006-11-14 06:30 pm (UTC)Thanks! *nodnodnod* Yeah, brainmelty... *mew*
*giggle* We're both so bad...
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Date: 2006-11-14 06:38 pm (UTC)YAAAAY!!!!
*beams*
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Date: 2006-11-14 09:20 pm (UTC)What a perfect song to riff for this!
Thanks!
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