TC Stark: So, due to all the demands, I stayed up to 3:30 am to finish this chapter up lol It was what you have all been waiting for! PoisonousAngel – Seriously, they really are hot together! It's kinda bad X.x btw I had you in mind while writing this ^.^ I did not want to disappoint! I really tried to keep this very much in character and take Leyla's feeling into account. Enjoy! And please point out any mistakes, I would be happy to go back in and fix them.

Disclaimer: I only own Leyla and my ideas.

Chapter Seven

"Doctor, would you like to join?"

Leyla could have realistically ripped the smug smirk off of Ivy's face, as the doctor slowly sauntered towards the bed. How could Bane have extended an invitation to the redhead? To ask her if she would like to join their intimate moment? Whatever connection she had with the mercenary, in that moment; was broken. She could no longer solely concentrate on him, because she would be there.

Of course, she understood that Bane was allowed to do whatever he pleased. Just like she had slept with other men, he was allowed to sleep with whatever woman he wanted to. But, she would have never suspected that he would do so at the same time he was with her. How could he have thought that she would want Ivy to join them?

Raising an eyebrow up at Bane, she realized that it was another challenge. He was always testing her. Always seeing how far she could go. Always wanted to see how she would react. Well, she would not break so easily. Would not falter and walk away. If this was the game that Ivy wanted to play, then she would prove herself as the better.

As his lips trailed down her scar, Leyla watched Ivy approach them. Her green eyes pierced into the opposing blue ones; coy and smug. Her gaze was so focused on the redhead that she hardly noticed Bane's tongue lashing against her wet sex. All she could concentrate was on the curves of the doctor, as she approached.

Gazes still locked, she watched as the doctor slowly began to undo the long, flowing dress that wrapped around her body. After pushing the thick straps off her shoulders, the fabric seemed to just fall flawlessly off her figure. Pooling around her bare feet. It should have been known that she wouldn't wear any undergarments; there was no need.

Leyla observed Ivy's body, which simply oozed sexuality. When she stood naked, it was something to behold. Something that would make others look away in embarrassment and yet would force all eyes to be on her. The thinner woman gazed over the others' curves; she had the perfect hour glass frame. Everything was right in place, with what it looked like no trace of fat besides her perfectly shaped behind and voluptuous breasts.

Shifting her gaze down, she saw that Ivy did indeed have a few rashes scattered around her skin. According to her, they were due to years of experiments. But, for some reason it added to her beauty. It made her more real. More tangible. For a brief moment, Leyla stopped comparing her to Talia and felt a little more secure, knowing there was someone else who was marred, like she was.

When Bane's tongue flicked against her swollen nub, Leyla unclenched her fists and hung her head back. Her head was slowly becoming clouded with pleasure and she found it hard to concentrate on Ivy's presence. She couldn't allow herself to be distracted. It wasn't the time to let her guard down. Not when she was around.

Unfortunately, that was near impossible with Bane full lips sucking on her throbbing opening. Rolling her hips, she gripped the bed and thrust herself forward involuntarily. Was he trying even harder, just so she'd forget that he had invited another woman into their bedroom? It was hard to form proper thoughts when every right nerve was being hit.

As Leyla was wrapped up in arousal, Ivy smirked while running the palm of her hands up along Bane's muscular back. Exploring the surface of his skin, the redhead pressed herself against him as she started to kiss the side of his neck. Sucking on the nook of his neck, she wrapped her arms around his strong waist while reaching down and taking his member in the palm of her hand. His mouth, deep with the other woman's sex; let out a moan as she ran her fingers up and down.

As the mercenary slipped a finger inside of his lover's wet walls, Ivy's lips trailed down his spine. Taking extra care of his scar. With a smirk, her fingers danced along his thighs before she crouched down in front of him. Green eyes flicking up, she watched him pump his fingers into Leyla, as her tongue ran itself up along Bane's length.

Bane groaned as Ivy lowered his mouth onto his large staff, slowly running her lips up and down. He could feel the tip of his member being pushed deep within her throat; Ivy letting out soft moans while cupping his balls. Enjoying the sensation, he reached down with his other hand and grabbed a hold of her red locks as she continued to pleasure him orally.

Running the surface of her tongue up and down Bane's length, Ivy sped up her motions to follow along with the pumping of his fingers into Leyla. The scarred woman gripped onto the sheets below her and gritted her teeth, as she felt him roughly push inside of her. It was a faster speed than he usually took her and she suspected it had something to do with the redhead.

Growling, Leyla reached down and took a hold of Bane chin and yanked him upwards. Ivy let out a soft whine as his staff left her mouth, only to be stuck deep within the folds of his lovers. Leyla moaned in relief as her ankles hooked together against the base of his back, as his hips rolled powerfully and sensually. They were passionate movements, full of authority and the knowledge of how to exactly made a woman enjoy herself.

Leyla's focus, though; was interrupted as she watched Ivy crawl onto the bed next to them. Resting her behind against the heels of her feet, the redhead winked down and cooed, "Hello, Leyla."

Before she was able to say anything, she watched as Ivy gently took a hold of Bane's chin and directed it towards her mouth. As he pushed himself deep within Leyla, his full lips devoured the other woman's. Leyla felt her body temperature begin to rise and it wasn't because his length was hitting all the right spots.

Snarling, Leyla reached out and grabbed a hold of Ivy's thighs. The redhead let out a yelp, as she was moved on top of the other girl's face. Her green eyes widened in surprise as the younger woman's tongue began to lash out at the sex above her. Almost instantly Ivy was arching her arching and hanging her head back, fingers gripping her red hair.

Wanting to best her, Leyla reached up and rubbed her fingers against Ivy's nub while her tongue poked up into her opening. She had certainly had a wild past and during her partying phase, she would be lying if she said she hadn't experimented with girls while under the influence of drugs. Anything to make her father angry with her.

But, as much as Ivy was overwhelmed with extreme pleasure, she knew exactly what Leyla was doing. Smirking, the redhead pulled her hips up and away from the other woman. Repositioning her, she crawled on top of Leyla, resting up on all fours with her behind facing Bane. Just so their eyes could be connected with each other.

Blowing her a kiss, Ivy pressed down and pushed her lips up against Leyla's. Snarling into her mouth, she took a hold of the back of the redhead's neck while meeting her kiss with ferocity. All the while their tongues battled with each other, she felt the older woman reached down and begin to rub her clit. The sensation of being pumped into and having her clitoris stimulated was almost proving too much for her.

And then Leyla let out a whimper as Bane's staff left her wet walls. Her hips bucked upwards, begging to be filled with him. It was when Ivy let out a gasp into her mouth that she realized that the mercenary had entered the doctor from behind. She could feel the older woman smirk, as her hand reached down and pulled her hips up, so that their clits could rub against each other as her void was filled with his length.

Ivy's mouth moved down to the younger woman's neck and began to bite at the skin, as her well manicured nails dove deep into Leyla's opening. Sneering, she tried to fight against the orgasm that was slowly crawling up her skin. No, no she would not finish by the doctor's fingers. She would not allow her to have the upon hand.

With as her strength, she took a grip of Ivy's hair and pulled her off of Bane's length. Flipping her around, Leyla threw the redhead down on the bed and crawled on top, smashing her lips up against hers. Ivy seemed delighted and threw her arms around Leyla's neck as her legs pulled her lower body closer to her. Both too entrapped in each other and almost forgetting that Bane was even there.


The morning after. Leyla was furious. Bringing Ivy to orgasm hadn't satisfied her at all and almost immediately she had left the bedroom, not even caring that Bane was alone with the doctor. She needed to get away and had even ended up sleeping out in their outside garden. It was a beautiful night and it hadn't even bothered her.

Curled up in one of the large chairs, Leyla slowly pulled on her cigarette. Closing her blue eyes, she tried desperately to wrap her head around the entire situation. It hadn't gone the way she had wanted it to. It was supposed to be an intimate night between lovers, where they both enjoyed each others' bodies and souls. It was a time for the both of them to be entirely connected; not be interrupted by pure evil.

Again, she wouldn't have minded if Bane were to be with another woman. As they had spoken about plenty of times by then, they were connected by each others' souls. Whatever woman or man came between them would be just that. A body to gain physical pleasure from and that was it. And even if they were to ever have a threesome, she would have preferred it to be with someone she actually liked. Then the affair would have felt a little more connected. Rather than what it seemed like; a competition.

"Good morning, Leyla."

That voice. It made her grimace, as she angrily inhaled. Ivy, though; let out a soft chuckle while walking around in front of her, "Oh, no, you cannot behave that way towards me. Not after last night."

Tightening her lips, Leyla spat, "Last night meant nothing."

Pouting, she whined playfully, "Aw, that hurts."

"The truth usually does."

"Hm, is that so?" Ivy raised her eyebrow while cooing, "Then why did the two of us end up on our own, with Bane left out of all the fun?"

"Don't tell me you didn't finish the job for him once I left."

Laughing, the doctor admitted sheepishly, "Well, of course. I mean, he is Bane. But, I was really just there for you. If you haven't noticed, it was you I was after."

Leyla snorted, while taking another pull, "Oh, how sweet. Don't suppose you think that the two of us are going to run away as lovers? Or maybe that I'd keep you around for when I'm in the mood for fish?"

"You seemed to enjoy yourself last night."

"I was proving a point," She corrected, before pointing out, "In case you didn't notice, I was the one doing all the work. I was the one in control."

"Hm, really now? Is that why I had your head in between my legs last night?"

At that, Leyla began gritting her teeth and gripping her fists, "I controlled your orgasm."

"Oh, yes and what a wonderful finish it was," Ivy licked her lips with her signature smirk, "I look forward to the next time."

And with a wink, she turned around and walked back into the penthouse. Leyla's nostrils flared out and her eyebrows furrowed inwards. Chest palpitating, her fingers clenched so tightly that she had in fact crushed her cigarette. Not that she could even concentrate on smoking. The tobacco filled object fell to the ground and without any concern, she stood up, stubbed it out, and marched back in.

Of course Ivy was conveniently back in her own room, not that she wanted to speak with the redhead anyway. Sighing, Leyla tried to get a hold of herself as she ran her fingers through her black hair. She needed to calm down. Her anger wasn't healthy and despite what had happened last night, she needed to keep focused.

"You did not come to bed last night."

Turning around, Leyla let out a stressed sigh as she saw Bane emerge from their master bedroom. With his hand gripping the strap of his tank top, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Where did you sleep?"

Frowning, she answered, "Outside. I fell asleep."

"There was no need. The doctor went to her bedroom after we were done."

Leyla's frown deepened even more as she firmly stated, "I needed the fresh air. Last night was very unexpected."

The sides of Bane's lips spread upwards in a smile as he jovially expressed, "The most enjoyable moments in life are often unexpected."

"Last night's wasn't. What kind of lesson was I supposed to learn from having sex with Ivy?"

Slowly sauntering over, the larger man tilted his head to the side and asked her, "What do you think you learned? Because I watched you last night. Watched the fury in your eyes and saw it take over your entire body. I watched you stand up for how you feel and take control. It was thrilling really and I would have liked to finish the night with you."

Biting her lower lip, Leyla's eyes narrowed as she approached Bane. He may have been so much taller than her, but she didn't look up at him with feel. Her shoulders were held back and her chin was tilted up high. Leaning forward, she almost whispered, "Do you feel powerful? Being with two women in one night?"

Bane recognized the words. How could he not? They were his own after all. It was the exact same thing he had asked her after finding out she had slept with the Riddler. They had been in the bedroom that night and it had been simple pillow talk. A challenge. Taunting. To see how far either of them would go for their lifestyle.

And now she was using the same exact words. But, they weren't pillow talk. No, they were just solely taunts. Bold questions. He may have been a mercenary and one of the most feared men in the world, but Leyla spoke to him as if he couldn't break her neck in one fluid motion. That was what love was, having no fear. He couldn't say he wasn't proud of her.

But, a compliment wasn't what she was looking for in that moment. Tilting his chin up, he asked, "Are you not satisfied? You had the chance to best your enemy and you have won. If you had truly been opposed to the idea of being intimate with the doctor, you should have voiced your opinion. In fact, I believe you would have. Perhaps there was something holding you back. Perhaps you wanted to see your suspicions confirmed and how far I would go?"

"I wanted a night between us," Narrowing her eyes, she affirmed, "But, I wouldn't allow her to think she had the upper hand. I won't allow myself to be taken advantage of ever again."

"And now that you have proven yourself, may we move on and allow the doctor to do her work?"

Leyla let out a small huff. Her anger was disappearing, but she was still upset about the situation. Frowning, she expressed, "It's not over. Not yet."

The two looked at each other for a moment. Bane trying his best to assess the anger in Leyla. Trying to see if it was the same fury she had all along or if she had a new suspicion. Raising his eyebrow, he asked, "And what do you think is going to happen?"

"I just don't want anything happening to you."

Letting out a gentle chuckle, Bane reached down and tucked a strand of her black hair behind her ear while reassuring, "You should not concern yourself with such thoughts. Filling your head with negativity will only lead to negative things."

While she wanted to nuzzle her cheek into the palm of his hand, she resisted the urge while gently speaking, "I'm going out for a walk."