Lex makes a deadly threat towards Ricky.

Dick hacks into Luthor's computer but is almost caught but Slade is quick to come up with a solution.

"You know, if you want to get me alone, you just have to ask," Dick spoke attempting to soften the toxic aura around them as Lex forcefully dragged her towards the dance floor. The acrobat refused to wince at the sudden pulse of pain through her fingers as Lex crushed them in his large hands.

"You're treading in dangerous waters, you really think flirting jokes are going to help you?"

Dick bit her lower lip in dismay as Luthor brought her closer, fixing her eyes on his, noting in repulsion at the sexual hunger in Lex's eyes as they begun to sway to the beautifully orchestrated music. Dick could play this two ways, act like everything was totally not okay and make an attempt at a getaway. Or, two, pretend everything is hunky dory and ignore the huge amount sexual tension Lex was sending out in waves. Dick decided option one was looking like the better alternative as Lex's hands found their way down, travelling lower almost stationing themselves on her buttocks. The disgusted acrobat tilted her head looking keenly over the man's shoulder attempting to gain Slade's attention, needing and wanting an immediate out. Dick didn't realise this let Luthor internally drool over the smooth tantalising skin of her collarbone and she puffed out a little-surprised noise of hurt as Lex's hand crushed painfully against her waist.

"You're not making it home tonight in one piece."

"What?" Dick's eyes snapped back to Luthor's, startled at the threatening tone of the man's voice. It was deadlier than normal, laced with venom and malice. Dick quickly aimed her gaze back to Slade who was already making his way over and caught Lex's hand before it delved further.

"I think you've had your fill."

The two men shared a hostile glare before Lex simply walked away, no sweet farewell aimed Dick's way and the acrobat turned to Slade, so much for keeping a low profile.

"Thanks."

"If you're not home tonight I won't get paid." Slade shrugged at the unimpressed look Dick aimed his way. Deathstroke took the woman into his arms and they swayed silently to the music for several minutes before the mercenary spoke. "We should make a move. Lex is otherwise occupied."

Dick glanced over her shoulder and found Luthor cornered by two older men who began bombarding the CEO with comments and questions. The acrobat watched one man glance their way winking at the mercenary who smirked back.

"What did you do?" Dick rose a brow as Slade pulled her away from the dance floor.

"Called in a favour."

Dick let the surprised smile appear and hoisted her dress as they made their way up the deserted stairs and into the empty hall ways.

"Alright, Tim we're on the second level." Dick let the dress fall, glancing both ways before heading down the hall.

"Okay, the room is down the far end to your right."

Dick stopped as she rounded the corner quickly backtracking, pressing her back against the wall, sighing before turning to Slade who questioned her with a gaze.

"Since when does Lex have security outside his office?"

"Don't know." Slade peeked out before returning and boxing the woman in.

"I've got an idea." Dick pushed the mercenary away before adjusting her bust and fixing her hair. "Wish me luck."

"You don't need it." Slade hitched a breath and watched as Dick sauntered down the hall, waving the 'sorry miss this hall is off limits' line and placed a delicate hand on the older security officers chest. Deathstroke watched her whisper something in his ear before tugging a little at the man's tie, flicking it over his shoulder. The acrobat gave the man a sultry wink before heading back, swiping a right into an empty room. As if on cue the security officer bit his lip before glancing down the hall, shrugging and shuffled eagerly after the elegant red dressed woman.

Deathstroke strode past entering Lex's office and waited for Dick to appear. It took a few seconds but when the acrobat appeared she huffed and placed a hand on her hip.

"Men, no awareness of personal space."

Slade cracked a smile and leant against the desk as Dick planted herself in Luthor's seat and began clicking away on the man's computer.

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Slade watched the slender fingers tap away.

"I've hacked enough security programs, so I think I'm okay." Dick removed a small USB from her purse and plugged it in. "Okay Tim, I've planted it."

"Cool, I'll enter the other half of the code from this side."

A few pounding noises entered the atmosphere and the two intruders snapped their heads to the door. Slade quick to come up with a solution made his way around the desk and pulled Dick up from the office chair, kicking it away before pushing her against the dark surface of Luthor's desk.

"What are you doing?" Dick whispered harshly as Slade began tugging at her dress zip.

"Trying not to get caught." Deathstroke pulled the dress lower exposing the strapless lace bra, letting his eyes roam over the attractive fleshy mounds appreciatively before settling his focus on the smooth skin of her neckline. "I won't do anything too brash."

Dick let out a breathy gasp as Slade leant in, his teeth grazing her collar bone lightly before nipping up her neck. The hand that cupped her buttocks squeezed with a force that had the acrobat tightening her hold on the mercenary's broad shoulders.

"Don't enjoy it too much."

"Shut up." Dick snapped at the cocky white haired male, pulling roughly at the man's ponytail earning a low growl and a shift of position. Back now plastered against the surface of the desk, Dick felt a hand tug harder at the dress, revealing more of her toned body. Dick couldn't help let the pleasurable sigh leave her lips as Slade nibbled and licked his way across her chest before gnawing lightly at her jaw. Slade let his hands roam her body wondering how far the acrobat was actually willing to take this. He felt the woman's hands leave its harsh grip on his shoulders making their way to his chest. He felt the hard tug of his tie and leant back in confusion as Dick began to undo his tie and the first few buttons of his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"We gotta make it look convincing, no?"

Slade complemented it for a second before smashing his lips against Dick's own smiling at the surprised gasp that left the acrobats throat. The mercenary felt the acrobat tug the man down with her as she resumed her original position and was about to pull the woman's dress down further when the door slammed opened and the guard stood there wide eyed at the seemingly surprised couple. The young male couldn't help let his eyes wander to the dark haired woman clutching her dress to her breast, her bright blue glazed over eyes staring in astonishment.

"This room is occupied."

"What?" The guard unwillingly changed his attention to the mercenary that had spoken and flickered between the two before nodding awkwardly. "Right... of course... sorry. Please, continue."

Dick and Slade watched in amusement as the man shuffled from the door apologising as he went, only letting out a gruff laugh after the door clicked closed.

"That was quick thinking." Dick motioned for Slade to rezip her dress, noticing the smug smile on the mercenary's face which caused the acrobat to quickly continue. "Not that it was a good idea."

"I didn't hear you protest."

"Tim, you done?" Dick ignored the very true comment and turned back to the task at hand.

"Yes, ready when you are."

Slade heard the slightly embarrassed crack of the boy's voice as he fixed his shirt and tie, turning to Dick as she clicked a button seemingly unfazed by what just occurred. They waited several seconds before the acrobat unplugged the USB, replacing it back into her bag before turning the computer off.

"Done. Let's go."

"That's it?"

"Yup." Dick clicked the door open. "Come on."

The duo quickly rejoined the gathering, finding it almost done. Lex was by the door saying farewell to his guests, others mingled in small groups before kissing cheeks in farewell.

"How are we supposed to get past Lex?" Dick bit her lip. "Is there a back door?"

"There is but it'll be crowded with security." Slade glanced around, seeing several unsatisfied women holding their intoxicated husbands under their arms. "Act drunk."

"What?"

"Do it."

Slade pulled Dick towards the front door, flinging his arm around her waist and eyed her as if to urge her on. They made it to Luthor who just wished an associate a safe trip home and the sour glare the pair received had Dick snorting in disdain.

"Sorry, she's had too much to drink." Slade rolled his eyes at Lex which seemed to lighten the mood somewhat. Dick laughed and pulled at the mercenary's tie, laughing as Slade unconsciously let out an 'oof' sound.

"She certainly has, hasn't she?" Lex grinned wickedly. "Are you sure you want to take her home? She can stay here the night."

"Oh no, she'll have my balls if I leave her alone." Slade grasped Dick's hand forcefully removing it from his tie. The pout he received was unbelievable, Dick held herself sulking that the mercenary had denied her what she wanted.

"She won't be alone."

"Thanks, but I got it." Slade shrugged before furrowing his brow as Lex leant towards the acrobat, his arm reaching out. Deathstroke quick with his reflexes grasped the CEO's wrist glaring heatedly at him. "I said, I got it."

Slade ushered the woman away, throwing her over his shoulder as she refused to move. Dick giggled lifting her head waving enthusiastically at the staring rage filled Luthor.

"Bye Lex!"

As they entered the limo and Slade let the woman down, Dick huffed running a hand through her hair.

"How was that?"

"Convincing."

"I ain't just a one trick pony." Dick winked happily at the mercenary.

"No, you certainly aren't."