"Nyssa, this is Sh-"
"I know who she is", Nyssa Al Ghul cut in coolly, eyeing Sandra Wu-San with a cold gaze that was returned.
The woman before hardened her stare, tilting her head slightly forward in greeting, "hello, Nyssa. She and I are acquainted, Little Bird",
"Old League buddies, right", Laurel said awkwardly, her eyes shifting worriedly between the two women. She half expected that a fight was going to break out with the way they were glaring at each other. "Bad history?" She offered lamely.
"She is a traitor" Nyssa hissed. That made Laurel look at her in surprise and earned her an eye roll and a mocking smirk from Shiva.
"I served my duty to the League when I gave birth to Cain's child",
Nyssa took a threatening step towards Shiva, her eyes narrowing, "you took an oath-" she began menacingly but was cut off by Laurel stepping in between her and Shiva.
"Okay, ladies, let's cool it. I don't want some assassin smack down going on in my living room and I would like it if my former mentor and current one could get along", Laurel said, staring pleadingly at Nyssa, "at least be civil", Seeing the look in her eyes, Nyssa appeased her. She heaved a sigh, relaxed her muscles and sat on the couch. Laurel turned and asked the same thing of Shiva, that she calm down and stop being so confrontational. The Paper Monkey rolled her eyes and went down the hall towards her room.
Nyssa had relaxed but there was a very dissatisfied scowl upon her face. When she had decided to pay Laurel a visit, after haven't seeing her in nearly a year (due to not being anywhere near Star City), she didn't think that it would turn out like this. It had started out rather nicely with Laurel pulling her into a tight, warm hug as soon as she opened the door. Then, she came into the living room to the ungodly sight of Sandra Wu-san. Her mood had went from happy to livid in the matter of seconds. What in the world was Laurel doing associating with the likes of her? That had been what made her so angry truly. This spelled nothing but trouble and Laurel was going to get put in a bad position.
She eyed the lawyer warily as she came to sit by her on the couch. Laurel let out a sigh as she plopped next to her friend. Seeing the way Nyssa was looking at her, she raised an eyebrow, "what?"
"What is she doing here?" Nyssa questioned harshly.
Not liking her tone, Laurel became slightly defensive and agitated. "She's my mentor. Or did you miss the part where I said that?" she shot back.
Nyssa forced herself to relax even more and took a calming breath. Being combative with Laurel was going to be counterproductive. After exhaling, she tried again, "why are you learning from her, Laurel?" She is not someone you want to associate with,"
"Why? Because she walked out on the League?"
"No, it's because I know what and who she truly is. I also know what she wants from you. Someone like her doesn't offer or give training lessons without a price", Nyssa explained.
"I'm giving her the same things I gave you: a place to call home, friendship, and kindness", Laurel replied. She found Nyssa's behavior and attitude towards Lady Shiva to be rather unbecoming. Shiva was a little rough around the edges but that much could be expected from a mercenary/assassin. Nyssa had been the same way. She evened had her poisoned for crying out loud.
"The situations are not the same. I am nothing like her", Nyssa spat angrily.
Laurel waved that off with a hand, "oh, please, you two share quite a few similarities",
"But not where it counts",
Laurel looked her confusingly with her eyebrows knitted together "meaning?"
"I wouldn't try to turn you into a killing machine and I know that isn't you", Nyssa explained.
"Shiva hasn't done anything in the slightest to suggest she wants to do such s thing", Laurel argued.
"Because you're not ready to be the next Shiva. You are not at the level of perfection, yet. Taking hold of that mantle, I hope you know what that entails,"
Laurel then became contemplative for a moment. There could be some truth in what Nyssa had said. She wouldn't make something up like this or say this without reason. "Alright, I will talk to her about it",
That didn't satisfy Nyssa. She shook her head, "you are really going to give her the benefit of the doubt?"
"Yep", Laurel answered, popping her mouth on the p. Her answer and the way she said it annoyed Nyssa, causing the assassin to frown.
"You are far too trusting",
Laurel smiled at her impishly, "Nyssa", she began, licking her lips. She didn't notice how Nyssa's eyes shifted down briefly at that, "the very first time you came to Star City, what did you do to me?"
At first, Nyssa was confused. She hadn't met Laurel at that time but then it hit her. Laurel could see the realization dawn on Nyssa as she blanched. A feeling if immense guilt overflowed Nyssa at the memories, "I kidnapped your mother", she mumbled reluctantly.
"Uh huh", Laurel prodded, "keep going",
"I poisoned you", she said regrettably. Her brown eyes shined with the remorse she felt and it made Laurel almost feel about for teasing her about the whole thing. Almost.
"Exactly and I would still trust you with my life despite of what you've done",
Laurel had made her point resoundingly with Nyssa. Considering all things, Laurel had every right to not trust Nyssa herself but yet she did. Because Laurel was one to give people the benefit of the doubt and to have a little faith in everyone, even if they had wronged her. "Hey", Laurel said softy. She lifted up Nyssa's head by the chin, getting the assassin to look at her. All sprinkles of humor that had been present in Laurel's green eyes were now gone and replaced with concern, "you zoned out on me". She then brushed a strand of hair from Nyssa's face and placed it behind her ear, "don't beat yourself over it too much. It's in the past",
A smile tugged at the corners of Nyssa's lips. She did her best to ignore the way her heart stuttered at Laurel's touch. They were picking up right where they left off before Nyssa's departure for home, something more right beyond the veil of friendship trying to break through the surface. Now looking in Laurel's kind eyes, a thought was reinforced to Nyssa, "I've missed you", she admitted.
That earned her a soft smile, "I've missed you as well, Nyssa",
Nyssa weighed her next words carefully in her mind, debating on the consequences of them. She decided to bite the bullet, "do you know what I would think about nearly every time before I went to bed in Nanda Parbat?"
Intrigued, Laurel shook her head no.
"Your expression when I left. The disappointment, sadness, and anger in your eyes," Nyssa said softly.
Laurel immediately shifted uncomfortably and scooted a little away from Nyssa, "I'm not angry about you leaving",
"You are. I saw it in your eyes and I can hear it in your voice now", Nyssa argued. Laurel scoffed and stood. She made a move to walk away but was stopped by Nyssa grabbing her by the wrist. Laurel looked down at her with a somber look on her face.
"Why are you angry with me?" Nyssa asked gently, her brown eyes shining.
Laurel sighed and sat back down. She answered while keeping her eyes firmly on her lap, "because I thought that it would be different with you. I figured that you wouldn't want to leave me too", Laurel then shook her head and let out a sad, bitter laugh, "it was the same old, same old. I drive people away",
"Laurel", Nyssa said in an attempt to get Laurel to look at her. But the stubborn lawyer kept her eyes away from Nyssa. The assassin tried again, "Laurel", she said stronger this time but still Laurel refused to meet her gaze. Aggravated and determined, Nyssa swiftly moved from her position on the couch and kneeled before Laurel. She grabbed her hands, "look at me", she ordered, using a tone that was saved for those under her command. Begrudgingly, Laurel obeyed, bringing her sad green eyes up to meet the determined ones of Nyssa. "You did not drive me away. It's the last thing that you could ever do. Nanda Parbat is my home and I had to return. I nearly stayed because of you?"
"Then why didn't you?" Laurel asked weakly.
Nyssa looked away but kept her grasp on Laurel's hands. She could both lie to protect the careful distance that they both kept between them or she could tell the truth and jeopardize taking things too far. Quite frankly, that distance had been slowly evaporating the moment Laurel sat on the couch next to her. A little bit of honesty couldn't hurt too much. "Look at us, Laurel. We're-" Nyssa stopped talking abruptly hearing the door open from the hallway.
Hearing it as well, Laurel stood to address her teacher. Nyssa slowly stood and could feel Laurel's emotional barrier coming up, telling her that Laurel was not one to display any kind of weakness or vulnerability in front of her new teacher. Nyssa partly wished that Laurel had treated her with the same professional regard when she had been under her tutelage. They wouldn't be in the mess they were in now.
Shiva came out of the hallway and abruptly stopped. Her dark, cold eyes studied both women intently. A smirk made its way in her face and Laurel prayed that she couldn't catch on to what was occurring between them. Shiva's eyes shifted back and forth from both women before firmly settling on Laurel, "I have some business to attend to, Little Bird. I will return some time tomorrow", she then swiftly made her exit from the apartment.
Laurel's body relaxed and she turned to address Nyssa once again, "why didn't you stay if you wanted to?" She asked quietly.
Nyssa's earlier reassurance of honesty being the best policy left her slightly. Her deliberating over the dilemma caused a silence that stretched on for seconds to fall upon them. Once she came to her decision, Nyssa exhaled softly and finally answered, "As I said, Nanda Parbat is my home and will always be. Even without my birthright I took an oath and must uphold that oath", she paused momentarily, struggling to get her next words out, "adding to that, I knew that had I stayed, this….. thing between us was only going to get worse and harder to fight", a bitter laugh escaped her, "it already has and we haven't seen each other in a long time",
Laurel's mouth fell slightly agape at Nyssa's admission. They had never talked about the "situation" (Laurel refused to truly name it what it really was) and that was the first time it had been addressed out loud. It was something that was just bubbling beneath the surface and they both knew it was there and tried to suppress it. Nyssa's visit was quite a testament to their unspoken contract. "I don't- I don't know what to say",
Nyssa shrugged a shoulder, "perhaps that we should pull back as we always do?" she took a step closer to Laurel.
"Nyssa", Laurel said warningly.
The assassin smiled humorlessly and ignored Laurel's warning to stop, "isn't funny how I left thinking I would stop feeling the way I do for you but the distance only made me yearn for you more?"
"Nyssa", Laurel's tone was more pleading this time and Nyssa somewhat felt bad about going this far, crossing the line completely.
Nyssa took a step closer and grabbed Laurel's hands in her own, "we can't change how we feel and ignoring it hasn't helped make matters better",
Laurel gave Nyssa's hands a squeeze, "that doesn't matter. As long as we don't do anything to betray Sara's memory, nothing else matters", Laurel replied thickly. But the thought of never having Nyssa was enough to make Laurel's heart break a little.
"The only way I could guarantee that never happening is if I walked out of this apartment, at this very moment and never saw you again. Do you want that?" Nyssa questioned softly. Laurel shook her head no in answer. Nyssa reached up and cupped her face with both hands as she stepped closer. Her proximity had an immediate effect. Laurel's heart began to hammer against her rib cage and her pupils dilated. Nyssa's eyes were dark and smoldering. The look in them made Laurel's will power slip even more through her fingers.
Nyssa began to lean in and Laurel felt as though she was frozen in place. Nyssa stopped when she was about a centimeter or so from Laurel's lips, "I want you, Laurel", she whispered before closing the gap between them. It was brief and chaste. Nyssa pulled back only to have Laurel pull her back in by the jacket, crashing her mouth into the lawyers'. Hearing Nyssa say those words out loud destroyed whatever little restraint Laurel had left in her.
Nyssa moaned into Laurel's mouth, welcoming her aggressiveness. Their lips kept in contact as Nyssa walked Laurel back over to the couch, where she pushed her down to sit. The stop in action left Laurel looking up at Nyssa with her mouth slightly agape, eyes clouded with desire and anticipation. Nyssa shed her jacket then preceded to graciously mount Laurel's lap. She wasted no time in reattaching her mouth to Laurel's, pushing her tongue through parted lips. Laurel's fingers slid up Nyssa's back under her shirt, coming into contact with warm skin, making the assassin shiver.
The kiss was broken by Nyssa as the need for oxygen eventually took priority. "Are you certain, Laurel?" she asked huskily. Her tone by itself was enough to send a bolt of arousal shooting through Laurel.
The lawyer nodded, "I want you to make love to me, Nyssa". She said shakily, her voice breathless.
Nyssa had to stifle a groan at Laurel's plea. That only fueled the fire for Laurel within her. "You are going to be the death of me, Laurel", she commented, her gaze intensifying. She then slinked out of Laurel's lap. Once she was on her feet, she held out her hand, "come. We are going to do this the right way". Laurel took her hand and stood.
She was quickly led to her bedroom, where once inside, Nyssa roughly pushed her up against the door, momentarily knocking the wind out of her. That went unnoticed by Nyssa as she pressed her mouth to Laurel's neck, discovering a sensitive spot immediately. "Nyssa", Laurel moaned at her ministrations. Nyssa responded by pulling at the hem of Laurel's shirt and only breaking the contact she had with her neck to pull it up and over her head, leaving Laurel completely topless.
The shirt barely had hit the floor before Laurel pulled Nyssa in for another kiss by the head, letting her fingers become entangled with the ebony locks. Nyssa took Laurel off guard as she lifted her off the floor by the waist. "The bed, Laurel", Nyssa said lowly into her mouth, responding to Laurel's gasp of surprise. Nyssa walked them over to the bed in question and gently placed Laurel upon it.
Nyssa wasted no time in helping Laurel shed the rest of her clothing, leaving her completely nude. Before attending to Laurel's rather obvious state of dire need, Nyssa rid herself of her shirt and bra. She then settled between Laurel's legs, kneeling on the floor. She placed a soft kiss on the inside of Laurel's slightly trembling thigh, keeping her eyes into contact with Laurel's. Laurel looked at her with wide eyes and her mouth slightly agape. Nyssa dropped her eyes from Laurel's to her center and felt the dull throb between her legs intensify. Wet didn't even begin to describe the current state Laurel was in and being the cause of it just turned Nyssa on all the more.
Laurel allowed her head to fall back onto the bed, her hands clutching the sheets as she waited. She could feel Nyssa's heated stare on her nether regions and had to fight the urge to squirm all or to beg Nyssa to just touch her already. Nyssa did eventually touch her again, placing a kiss that wasn't where Laurel wanted it but rather on her hip. Another one followed going in the opposite direction of her groin and Laurel couldn't help the low whine of pleasure/protest that escaped her, "Nyssa, please", she begged. Still, Nyssa continued her ascent up Laurel's body, placing kisses on the smooth, silky skin as she went. She licked up the rest of the way when she reached the valley between Laurel's breasts.
She then lifted her head and met Laurel's eyes once again, "do not worry, Laurel. I will not leave you unsatisfied", she purred in promise. She then descended her mouth to Laurel's and pressed her hips into Laurel's. Laurel pushed back and eagerly returned the kiss.
Her body was now so sensitive to sensation. She was so aware of every touch, every brush against her skin, picking up on the feel of Nyssa's naked breast pressed into her own and the rough feeling of Nyssa's dark jeans upon her bare legs. Laurel nearly jumped out of her skin at the feel of Nyssa's fingertips slowly tracing up her inner thigh, going to where she throbbed the most. Nyssa broke the kiss to pepper kisses along Laurel's neck and shoulders when finally, her fingers reached the apex between Laurel's legs.
Laurel's breath caught in her throat at the light brush against her clit. Nyssa allowed her fingers to gently touch the bundle of nerves again, this time causing Laurel to cry out softly. Nyssa placed a soft kiss to Laurel's jaw as she ghosted her fingers down to Laurel's entrance. Laurel arched against her hand and clutched to Nyssa's body, keeping her as close as she possibly could. Her blood boiled, she was already starting to break out in a sweat, and knew that she wouldn't last long at all. Her sensitivity was at an all-time high and it had been far too long since someone besides herself had brought her to completion. That person being Nyssa just made the whole experience that much more pleasurable.
"Quit teasing", Laurel hissed. That earned her a dark chuckle and a wet kiss on the shoulder. Finally, Nyssa did as Laurel wanted and slowly eased a finger inside. Laurel's body immediately clenched down on the invading appendage as her eyes closed and mouth fell open silently. Nyssa worked her up by slowly moving her finger and leisurely picking up the pace before adding another. Laurel's grip on Nyssa tightened and her fingers dug into Nyssa's back. The pleasure rushing through her increased and she couldn't help the sounds that escaped her. "Nyssa, yes", she whined.
Nyssa looked down into Laurel's pleasure contorted face. The sound of her name falling off Laurel's lips made throb between her own legs intensify to the point of slight pain but Nyssa ignored it, needing to see and hear Laurel reach completion. She hooked her fingers inside of Laurel and simultaneously pressed her palm to Laurel's button. That caused Laurel's whimpers to reach a higher pitch and eagerly thrust her hips into Nyssa's hand. "I'm almost there", she announced breathlessly.
"Let go, Laurel", Nyssa commanded softly in her ear. That was all it took. Laurel erupted, Nyssa's name leaving her lips in a loud cry. Her body arched and lights danced behind her eyelids as molten hot pleasure traveled through her veins. She dug her nails even harder into Nyssa's back, drawing blood, as she stuttered along her climax. Nyssa hardly felt the pain, to enraptured in the picture that Laurel made, her breathing nearly as ragged as Laurel's.
Once it began to fade, Nyssa kissed her tenderly, letting her emotion overcome her lust. Laurel sloppily returned it, her mind still somewhere up in the clouds. "Are you alright?" The assassin asked softly once she pulled back. Laurel blinked a few times to get her mind back in focus. She the nodded slowly in affirmative. Nyssa then slowly extracted her fingers from Laurel.
"I think you did quite a number on my back", Nyssa noted in a low voice.
Laurel immediately pulled her hands away from Nyssa's back and stared up at her apologetically, "sorry", she mumbled regrettably.
Nyssa replied by giving her another soft kiss, "do not fret over it", she murmured against Laurel's lips. She then pulled back and smirked, "you wear love making quite well", she pointed out. By now, Laurel was wearing a sheen of sweat, a red blush, and her chest still falling with heavy breaths. She made a sight to be held in Nyssa's eyes. Laurel reddened even more at the compliment and shyly looked away. Nyssa hummed humorously slightly at her reaction. She then stood from the bed to remove her lower body attire. The state of her arousal hit her full frontal then. Her hand slightly shook as she unbuttoned her jeans before quickly ridding herself of them and her ruined panties. Having taken care of Laurel really did a number on her.
She climbed back into bed and Laurel quickly rolled on top of her. Wanting to return the favor, Laurel kissed her way down Nyssa's body, coming to a stop when she reached the apex of her legs. Nyssa stiffened and closed her eyes, eagerly awaiting for Laurel to make a move. The lawyer started off by running her hands up Nyssa's thighs. That wasn't enough for the assassin. "You are taking your sweet time", she ground out through clenched teeth.
"Patience," Laurel replied. Nyssa opened her mouth to retort but was cut off by one quick swipe from Laurel's tongue. The words got caught in her throat as she exhaled sharply. Laurel then preceded to place a soft kiss to Nyssa's clit, causing the assassin to buck against her mouth. Laurel shifted slightly and placed Nyssa's legs over her shoulders. Her mouth then descended to Nyssa's center once again, pulling Nyssa's sensitive clit into her mouth.
"Laurel", Nyssa hissed at the sensation, grabbing Laurel by the head to ensure that she didn't stop. Laurel sucked on the bundle of nerves slightly harder, causing Nyssa to pull at her hair. Laurel winced at the pain but didn't relent on her task to get Nyssa off. She released Nyssa's clit from her mouth, giving it a swipe with her tongue before turning her attention to Nyssa's weeping entrance. Slowly, she licked around the hole, working Nyssa up. Nyssa let out a string of Arabic mixed in with Laurel's name as Laurel pushed one finger inside of her, her movements becoming more desperate and needy. Laurel slowly moved her finger and circled her tongue around Nyssa's clit.
The assassin clenched her legs around Laurel's head, her body arching nearly completely off the bed as her mouth fell open in a silent cry. Her mind went blank as she became aware to nothing beyond the pleasure coursing through her. When she finally came down, Nyssa became aware of Laurel placing soft kisses on her neck, murmuring lowly as she did so. Nyssa blinked and tried to focus her mind on what she was saying, "Repeat that", Nyssa rumbled deep in her throat, exhaustion overcoming her.
"I said I love you", Laurel repeated. Nyssa froze in shock, an unreadable expression taking over her features. Her non-reaction momentarily frightened Laurel. Her heart froze as she waited for Nyssa to say something, preferably something that let her know that she wasn't alone in this and that Nyssa was in love with her as well.
After a minute, Nyssa's eyes softened and a vulnerability shown in them that Laurel had never seen before, "I love you too, Laurel", she said tenderly. Laurel smiled at her affectionately before her smile was replaced with a troubled frown. "What's wrong?" Nyssa asked concerned.
"You're going to leave tomorrow",
Nyssa's face fell as the realization hit her. She was going to leave tomorrow. When she came to Star City, she immediately wanted to stay and now the feeling was increased tenfold and she didn't want the next day to come. "I can't stay", Nyssa replied solemnly.
"I know. You have that oath to uphold", Laurel said, smiling sadly.
"They'd come for me if I do not return", Nyssa continued, hoping to appease Laurel's feelings over the matter and not have her angry once she left in the morning.
"I know", Laurel stated in understanding. She then laid her head down into the crook of Nyssa's neck and sighed depressingly, "doesn't mean I have to like it", she said, her voice muffled.
Nyssa allowed her fingers to run up and down Laurel's back, trying to offer her some form of comfort, "I do not like it either,"
"I'm gonna miss you", Laurel admitted into her shoulder, "sleepiness clouding her voice.
"I will miss you as well," Nyssa replied softly, It wasn't long there after the pair fell asleep.
This was supposed to be a one-shot originally but as I was writing it I could feel the beginnings of a full fledged story being made up in my head. This was also the first time that I've attempted to write something this explicit and would like some pointers in that area because to me this was awful. Or maybe I'm just harshly critical of myself, I'm not quite sure. so, pretty please with a cherry on top leave a review to help me out. Thanks for the support.