Bratva Safe House

"Give us a moment." Oliver said to his brothers, and the men nodded, leaving Oliver and Talia alone. They stood there silently, the tension between them so thick that you could cut it with a knife.

"Do I have to play twenty questions, or are you going to tell me what is on your mind?" Oliver asked quietly, walking over to her and placing his hands on her shoulders.

She shrugged out of his grip, but didn't move very far away.

"Your plan is foolish. To take this kind of a risk for one man, and a traitor at that is ridiculous. Should your plan fail-"

"It won't." He interjected, but she ignored him and continued on as though he hadn't spoken.

"Should your plan fail, and should I be unable to get you to a Lazarus Pit in time, the League of Assassins will descend into chaos. Factions fighting, vying for power and the title of Ra's Al Ghul."

"Nyssa is still the heir." Oliver said, and Talia shook her head.

"She may have been my father's heir, but she is not your heir. You did not name an heir, and as you have no son or daughter, there are those who would use the event of your death to make a claim for the title of Ra's. I should have seen this coming, should have ensured that this was done before we left Nanda Parbat. I apologize." She said, and he shook his head.

"You have nothing to apologize for. No one could have seen things unfolding as they did. You've told me more than once that planning only gets us so far. It is our ability to adapt to situations that help us to prevail." He said, and she smiled in spite of herself.

"You truly were my finest student." She said, and he smiled.

"Thank you." He said, and then he kissed her softly. This kiss wasn't as rough as some of their previous ones had been. This was sweet and tender.

"You're forgetting the most important element of my plan...You. You'll be the key piece that ensures we all get out of this. I couldn't ask to be in safer hands." He said, and she embraced him, saying nothing for a few moments.

There was a knock at the door, but the two made no move to break their hold on each other.

"Kapushun, Pakhan requests your presence at once."

"Understood. I'll be right there." Oliver replied.

Slowly, Oliver and Talia broke apart, taking each other's hands and walking out to where the others were waiting.

"The meeting has been set for four hours from now." Anatoli said, and Oliver nodded.

Anatoli grabbed a bottle of vodka and poured shots for everyone in the safehouse. Once everyone had their glass, the Pakhan of the Bratva raised his in a toast.

"Prochnost."

"Prochnost." The others replied, draining their glasses.

Oliver felt the liquid burn his throat, giving a comforting warmth. He placed his shot glass down, leading Talia back to the small bedroom they had been in moments before. He shut the door behind him, pushing her against the wall and kissing her hard on the mouth. She returned the kiss, introducing her tongue into the mix. The two made out for several minutes before Talia broke the kiss and pushed Oliver back onto the bed. Then she slowly removed her League uniform and underwear, leaving her completely naked. Without preamble, she shoved two fingers into her dripping cunt, biting her lip at the sensation.

"Fuck." Oliver whispered from where he sat transfixed, and she smiled.

"Tonight beloved, I am going to suck your cock until you explode. Then I'm going to ride you until you come inside me and give me your heir."

She crossed the room and tore Oliver's clothes off of him, falling to her knees. She wrapped her mouth around his dick, teasing the head with gentle sucks. Then she let it out of her mouth, using her tongue to cover his dick in saliva. She groaned when she reached his balls, taking each one into her mouth for a moment before licking her way back up the shaft.

"Fuck Talia. You suck my cock so good." He said, and she smiled.

"That was only teasing beloved. This is sucking your cock,"

Talia opened her mouth and sucked his dick, taking the entire shaft down her throat in one thrust. She didn't stop until she felt his balls hit her chin. Then she began fucking her own throat on Oliver's cock.

"GAA-GKKK! GGGK-GHH!"

The sound of her choking was so loud that she had no doubt the men outside heard her. She didn't care. If this was potentially the last chance she had to suck her love's cock, she was going to do it, and to hell with anyone else.

"GGK-GLLK-GGGAH!"

She finally pulled off his cock, beads of saliva all over his shaft.

"Shit Talia. I almost came."

"Then do it! This time, hold me down. Hold me down until you cum! I don't care how long it takes you, just come down my fucking throat! Let me feel your seed warm my stomach!" She yelled, deep throating his cock once again. Oliver put his hands in her hair, holding her head down onto his cock. He pulled back and thrust forward hard, the head of his dick hitting the back of his mentor's throat.

"Fuck! Fuck Talia, so good! You wanted my cum in your stomach? Well I hope you're hungry baby, cause here it CUMS!" He yelled, depositing his seed down her throat. Talia groaned as she felt his warm seed go down her throat. A moment later, he removed his hands from her hair, allowing her off of his cock. The older woman licked her lips, smiling.

"Thank you beloved. Now let me ride you."

She stood up, lowering herself onto his cock, both of them groaning as he penetrated her.

Talia slowly rose up until only the tip of his cock was inside her, and then she plunged back down in one hard thrust.

"YES! Your cock feels so good inside me. It's perfect for my cunt!"

"Then prove it. Tell me what you want, Talia. Tell me what you need."

"I need you to cum Oliver! Cum inside me, fill my twat with your seed! Give me a baby!" She yelled, increasing her pace. She continued to go faster, her hips a blur of motion until it sounded as though she was spanking her own ass with the force of her thrusts.

"What do you want, Talia? Boy or girl?" He asked through gritted teeth. If she kept this up, he was going to explode.

"Either, both, I don't care! If it's a boy...oh fuck!...He'll be as strong as his father, and AH YES!, if it's a girl...I'll make sure she knows how to...AH...fight and suck her father's cock when she's old enough! Now cum for me my love! PLEASE MASTER! KNOCK ME UP!"

He groaned as his orgasm overtook him. The instant she felt her lover's seed inside of her Talia felt her own orgasm come over her again.

Talia and Oliver dressed a few minutes later, Talia smiling at her lover.

"I love you Oliver, and I really do hope you get me pregnant one day." She said, and he smiled.

"I promise you that I will. We just have to get through this meeting first."

"Then shall we go to work?" She asked, taking his hand. The outer room was empty. Apparently Oliver's brothers had decided to make themselves scarce.

Star City-CNRI

"Guardian angels? You're not serious?" Joanna de la Vega asked her friend, and Laurel nodded.

"As a heart attack. These two women are going after people that are threatening this city, or at least, they say they are. Supposedly Adam Hunt is on their list."

"You don't say. I heard from a friend on the force that your dad got called to Hunt's place about an hour ago. He took that new girl with him uh, what's her nameā€¦"

"Tina Boland. I just met her last week." Laurel said, and Joanna nodded.

"That's it. Tina Boland. I hear she's cute."

"I also hear she's seeing someone." Laurel said with a laugh. Joanna was bisexual, and didn't really care if someone was supposedly taken. She just viewed it as a challenge.

"Unless she's taking one of your mysterious vigilante's, I'm going after her." Joanna said, and Laurel shook her head. The blonde lawyer unconsciously clenched her thighs together, feeling heat begin to pool between her legs at the thought of the two beautiful women who had been in her apartment last night. She'd had a brief experimentation phase in college, and she and Oliver had had a threesome with McKenna Hall once, but she didn't usually lust after women. Even her on-again off-again fling was with Tommy Merlyn.

But it hadn't been Tommy who'd occupied her thoughts as she'd fingered herself to orgasm in the early hours of this morning. No, as she clutched at her tit and shoved three fingers into her cunt, it had been the blonde woman who'd most occupied her thoughts. She wondered if the woman's tits were as large as they looked, and she wondered what she would do to her if she had the chance. Would she eat her cunt, force Laurel to eat hers? Maybe the woman was into having her ass eaten?

Laurel bit her lip, remembering where she was. She had a case to deal with. Regardless of what the strangers in costumes may have said, Adam Hunt would be held accountable in a court of law. And Laurel would be the one to see to it that he stayed there.

Adam Hunt's Home

"I'm not some grocer! I go to the front of the line! These maniacs nearly killed me last night! Now you idiots need to help keep me safe!"

Dinah Drake, or Tina Boland as she was now known, bit her tongue. She was still the junior detective, and having only been one for two months, knew that she hadn't earned the right to say what she wanted to. She knew what Adam Hunt was. So did her partner, Detective Quienten Lance. The entire city knew what scum Hunt was, so she took a small amount of pleasure in seeing the man leaning on a cane with one arm in a sling.

"Okay. So we'll put an APB out on a pair of strippers? Maybe a Dominatrix?" Quienten asked, and Tina laughed. Hunt wasn't amused.

"Your daughter...the hot blonde with the nice ass...She's suing me. Isn't your being here a conflict of interest?" He asked, and Lance glared.

"Our other Detectives are busy with real police work. I drew the short straw on this one, so we're stuck together. We'll have men on 24-hour guard outside your home and office. If these women come after you again, we'll get 'em."

"See that you do. You can coordinate with my new head of security Mr. Draken." He said, pointing to a man with a trenchcoat who was spinning a knife in his hand.

"We'll do that." Quienten said, and the two walked out.

"Asshole." Dinah muttered, and Quienten nodded.

"Yeah. I don't know who's worse, Hunt or these lunatics. The last thing we need are freaks in costumes in this city."

Inside Hunt's home, Draken waited until his employer had gone into another room. Then he made a phone call.

"We may have a complication. Vigilanties, possibly. I can't confirm anything. I should know more tonight. Understood."

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Please read and review, and the next chapter will be up soon!