answers to reviewers questions or statements:
Harbinger of Kaos: She is Daddy's girl.
Magd305TLC: Very, very likely.
RubixJr: Ra's has his reasons which will be revealed when Cain is encountered again.
charger2040: Yes but also no. Peter will arguably have a better deal with Talia than with Waller.
chimera629: When did I ever say Logan was dead? If you read the comics, Logan has a number of children aside from Laura and Daken.
Kai: Yeah, the re-union with Cain's gonna be fun.
Projectxtreme: And yet she'll try.
Cosmicwarrior: Cause she will.
Mr Chaos: Nope.
Nomad98: Yeah, things are gonna so south in the worse ways possible.
Reverse Archive: Peter as he is now is like Pandora's Box, and Talia is curious little Pandora... it ain't gonna be pretty when they box is torn open.
Omni-Creator Kami of Anime: Any sort of help Psylocke could provide would be only temporary. Tantric and Chaos energies don't work that way in regards to Peter's mental health. They improve his power yes but that's really about it, and even than it's only in small increments. What Peter is suffering from in this story can't really be undone short of Devine freaking intervention and even than that's probably not gonna work.
Aeron: Yeah.
Ghul: Pretty much.
DarkDevilKnight: It's insanity, that's what's happening.
Hbarrera98: I'm a descriptive person.
Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or Dc characters seen, mentioned or used.
Despite evidence to the contrary, Peter very rarely freaks out now a days.
Becomes disturbed or uneasy, but rarely freaks out and loses his marbles over any unexpected situation he finds himself in.
Case and point, when Peter woke up the next morning after his encounter with the pack of wolves and saw he was still covered in blood, fur and dirt, as was his bed, he remained perfectly calm and composed... on the outside.
'Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shitty fuck, fuck, shit fuck!' Peter thought frantically as he moved with slightly more speed than normal to gather up his dirtied sheets and looked for a place to store them so that Talia or her guards wouldn't see them.
He couldn't just take them down to be washed in the washing machine on account that he doesn't have one... or a dryer. Hell, he doesn't even have any tide pods to wash the sheets and his clothes with even if he did. He considered going down to Laura's and using her's before he shook his head at the thought. He promised Laura that he was doing better and showing up w3ith blood stained clothes and sheets would only expose the lies he's been telling her the past five years.
'If she doesn't know already' Peter thought with a sigh as he settled for just dropping his things in his closet and heading for the shower to clean up before heading downstairs.
Twenty minutes later Peter was clean, in that he no longer looked and smelled like he just walked out of a slaughter house in the middle of the woods, and headed down to the kitchen to see if Talia was awake in a clean pair of pants that he found under his bed.
She was, to Peter's complete lack of surprise, and dressed much more conservatively than yesterday. Instead of some ridiculously expensive looking robe and nothing else, Talia had opted for black sweatpants and a black strapless bar... okay so he may have been a bit generous with the term 'conservatively' but at least she wasn't exposing her bare tit for him to see.
'Not that I was against it... I mean she clearly was comfortable enough and I'm not abut to make her do something that might not let her be comfortable' Peter thought before he realized that he was still staring at Talia's mostly exposed upper torso... and she was looking at him with an amused expression on her face.
"Good morning Peter" she said with a growing grin as she leaned back in her seat.
"Uh, morning" Peter said as he made a beeline for the fridge to retrieve his 'breakfast'.
"And I didn't even have to beg this time, progress" Talia said with a slow mocking clap.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm domesticated now. Congratulations" Peter said in a dry sarcastic tone as he retrieved a few apples and bananas and headed for the blender.
"You were domesticated before, you just forgot how to act civilized" Talia said with a sigh as Peter cut his fruit up and began to load it into the blender "I spoke with Laura about her getting me into contact with people who can help me"
"Anyone stand out?" Peter asked as he switched on the blender and watched the fruit shredded within the pitcher.
"Daken" Talia said as she watched Peter for a reaction.
"Daken!?" Peter said as he turned to look at Talia with wide eyes "That sociopath?"
"I take it your not friends?" Talia asked with a raised brow.
"No we are but..." Peter trailed off as he tried to think of the best way to describe Laura's elder half brother "Daken, he's... he's like Deathstroke-"
Talia interrupted Peter with a scoff "Than he shouldn't be too hard to deal with-"
"Mixed with Bane with a side of libido the size of a island" Peter finished with a shake of his head "Don't get me wrong, he's good. Like real good, but I think your overestimating any possible control you might have over him. Even his dad struggled to rein him in when he gets unreasonable"
"Than who would you recommend?" Talia asked with a frown.
"Err... ummm…" Peter tried to think of a reasonable replacement but the sound of the blender and the way the rising sun's light was hitting the smooth, olive colored skin of her upper chest and neck was... distracting to say the least.
Talia seemed amused by Peter's lack of an answer as she sat there, grinning slightly at the man's attempts to offer her a alternative. Eventually Peter seemed to give up and turned his attention tot he blender, causing Talia to chuckle as she took her cup of tea and gave it a small experimental sip. When her lips or tongue didn't burn, she took a larger dose before she set it back on the table and continued to observe her friend.
He looked much better now that he washed away all the blood, dirt and fur from his late night excursion.
"One of my guards last night saw you entering the woods" Talia said, her eyes taking in Peter's every reaction to her words. She saw how he briefly tensed before relaxing and he turned to look at her over his shoulder.
"Lot on my mind, needed the fresh air" Peter answered with a small shrug before he returned his attention to the blender and saw that it had more or less liquified the contents enough for him to drink.
Talia hummed at the answer while Peter grabbed a glass and poured his breakfast into it before sitting across from her and gulping half of it down in one setting. It wasn't until Peter had set the glass down and saw that Talia was still looking at him with that small amused grin on her face. He quirked a brow at her and turned his gaze towards the table before he felt Talia's foot rest against his leg. He slowly looked up at her and saw she seemed to be holding back a laugh.
"Uh, yeah?"
"Would you mind giving me a foot massage?" she asked with something very close to a pout that in Peter's opinion was way too... not innocent looking.
"A foot massage?" Peter said, confused "As in I rub your feet?"
"That's generally what a foot massage entrails" Talia said with a nod before she reached up and pulled down her bra and exposed her chest to Peter while she climbed on to the table and spread her legs to him while blood began to drop from her eyes, like crimson tears "And than I want you to force me to the ground and take me like a disobedient little whore. I want you to rip me apart you fucking animal like you've always wanted. To take me like you always hoped to-"
Peter shook his head at this and saw that Talia was still wearing her bra. He cleared his throat and adjusted his seat "I'm sorry? I uh spaced out a little after you asked for a massage"
Talia blinked at Peter's sudden interruption and frowned slightly "I said, I'd appreciate it"
"Oh... uh, sure, no problem. What are friends for, right?" Peter said with a nervous laugh before he took his drink and downed the rest of it in one go.
"And here I thought we were best friends" Talia shook her head in mock sadness before she gave Peter a playful look "Unless, a certain barmaid as replaced me?"
"You mean Laura?" Peter said with surprise before he shook his head "No, I mean she is a good friend, really helped me keep it together for a while, but I didn't replace you with her if that's what you mean. A guy can have more than one best friend you know!"
"Can he?" Talia asked with a thoughtful look on her face as she tapped her chin with a single finger, her nail was painted black, he always liked that color-
'Stay focus, stay focused' Peter mentally repeated to himself as he tried to ignore the feeling of Talia's foot rising up his leg and resting on his lap.
"I suppose he can, but..." Talia paused as she gave Peter a coy look "When that other best friend is a highly attractive woman, the other can't help but feel... threatened"
"You think Laura is attractive?" Peter said with a snort "Apparently you haven't tried to have dinner with her. Girl's table manners are horrible"
"Really?" Talia asked amused.
"Oh yeah" Peter said with a chuckle as he remembered the last time he shared a meal with Laura "I mean even she'll admit she's not one for fine dining but man, she's almost as bad as her father is. And that man thinks going ten minutes without crushing a six pack is a bad day"
"It sounds she comes from... charming stock" Talia said in a neutral tone.
"They really are" Peter said with a shrug before he snapped his fingers "Oh yeah, that reminds me. How did you get me back yesterday? All I remember is getting to the bar, you guys started to talk and than... I woke up in my bed"
"Laura helped" Talia admitted with a shrug "Gave us a ride after she slipped some tranquilizer into your water"
Peter made a face at this "She drugged my drink? UGH, she told me she'd stop doing that!"
"She's done that before?" Talia asked with a some surprise on her face.
"Once or twice" Peter said with a shake of his head "I know she thinks it helps, and I guess it does since last night was the first descent night I've had in a while but sill! Warn a guy at least, jeez luweez"
"I'll talk to her about it if you want" Talia offered.
"It's fine, I'll just get her back later" Peter said with a wave of his hand as he took on a thoughtful look "I'll probably just tee pee her bar or something like that"
"That's... fair" Talia said with a furrowed brow.
"Trust me, I know for a fact that she'll hate it" Peter said with a snicker.
"I suppose you came to know this when you two were... together" Talia remarked with a pointed look, causing Peter's eyes to widen.
"She told you about when we worked together?" Peter said with surprise and growing worry.
"Only that you two were in a sexual relationship" Talia answered.
"Oh..." Peter said though it was obvious to Talia he was relieved.
It seemed that wasn't what had Peter worried.
'Curious' Talia thought as she and Peter sat there for a time, neither one saying anything.
They could hear the chirping of birds outside and the buzzing and clicking of insects as the sun began to rise more and more into the sky and when Talia glanced out the window towards the tree, she swore she could see one of her guards moving through the brush. She couldn't tell exactly who it was, but if Psylocke, Widow, Cheshire and Silencer followed the same routine, it would be either Jade or Elizabeth.
"What about you?" Peter asked after a few minutes of silence.
"What about me?" Talia asked.
"Was there anyone after Matthew?" Peter asked with a curious expression on his face "I mean, once he was gone a few guys had to have seen that as their chance to try and make a move"
Peter knew that he might've, if he was ever given the chance back than.
"A few did try their hand" Talia said with a snort "Bane, Black Spider, and a couple of others that I can't be bothered to remember the names of and a one that I feel no desire to speak of for the time being"
"Any of them succeed?" Peter asked hesitantly.
"Black Spider tried to go the classic route of courting me by asking my father for permission, he said yes but I than proceeded to beat him single combat and put an end to that fantasy of his. Bane got a few nights out of me, but that was it" Talia admitted with a cough "It was... better than what I expected, but not as good as I thought it'd be. Especially with a man that big"
"Bane not so... Bane, everywhere?" Peter asked as he struggled to not break into a fit of laughter.
"More of too big" Talia said with a shiver as she remembered her brief affair with bane "Some women may want to be stretched out like their giving birth or having a watermelon shoved up them but I don't. And he was too aggressive. It felt like I was being fucked by a gorilla"
"Well given it is Bane, you may not be very far off" Peter snickered as he cleared his throat and adopted a very poor Hispanic accent and held a hand up to his face to make it sound as if he was speaking through a mask "M-Me B-B-Bane! Me like to hit. Bane hit good ese! Sí, sí, sí el Venom!"
Talia broke into a fit of giggles at this "Your awful"
"Am I wrong?" Peter asked with a grin.
"Your not right..." Talia admitted between giggles "But your not wrong either"
"I rest my case" Peter said with a confident nod.
"Bravo, bravo..." Talia said with a slow mocking clap "You should've gone into law, it may be your true calling"
"Nah" Peter said with a wave of his hand "I'd be more than likely to kill most of the people I'm hired to defend than prove them innocent"
"As well as you should" Talia said with a nod "The world's current 'Justice System', if your idiotic enough to call such a thing that, is a bad joke that should've been ended long ago-"
"...Talia" Peter said with a grin.
"-it's no longer designed to protect the innocent, but to provide the monsters of the world protection and allow them to continue to prey upon the defenseless-"
"Talia" Peter said with barely concealed laughter as the woman across from him continued to rant about the current justice system's failures.
"And don't even get me started on that ridiculous notion of double jeopardy or insanity plea!" Talia said as she slammed her hand down on the table.
"TALIA!"
"Or how-" Talia paused and saw that Peter was looking at her with a hand over his mouth in an attempt to stifle his laughter "What?"
"Your ranting your father's beliefs… again"
Talia blinked at this "Oh... well MY case still stands"
"No argument here" Peter said with a snort "I swear, you were getting even more heated than usual"
"You can thank those fools that go around calling themselves the 'Justice League'" Talia said with a eye roll at the team of heroes that her beloved was a part of "I swear, the naïve belief that animals and the corrupt deserve to be treated with common decency and humanely, when they've never so much as bat an eye of sympathy or mercy to those they hurt is sickening. Their are people who are beyond any form of redemption and should be put down, permanently"
Peter nodded slowly at this "Yeah... fuck those people"
Talia nodded as she reached for her tea to drink from when she suddenly winced.
"What is it?" Peter asked with concern as he felt Talia's foot start to shake.
"Nothing, just pulled a muscle in my foot" Talia said with a small pained smile "I'll be fine... unless..."
"You really want that foot massage, don't you?" Peter said with a deadpanned expression on his face.
"Perhaps" Talia said with a small shrug before she grinned as she pressed her foot against Peter's-
"Whoa!" Peter scooted back when he felt Talia press down on his groin.
"What is it?" Talia said with amusement as she leaned back in her chair and folded her arms under her breast, pushing them up slightly.
Peter stared at the Arabian beauty for a moment before he closed his eyes tight and began to slap the sides of his head "I'm dreaming or something. This isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't-"
"Why wouldn't it be real Peter?" Talia asked as she stood up from the table and slowly approached Peter with a slight sway in her hips.
"Because your-" Peter eyes had shot open and began to give his reasons before he stopped himself and took a deep breath as he turned away from Talia "...Because your my best friend"
"Best friends can engage in sexual acts with one another if they trust and care for each other enough" Talia pointed out as she stepped close to Peter and pressed her front against his muscular back and wrapped her arms around his body while she rested her chin on his shoulder and began to whisper in his ear "There's nothing wrong with that. And I have been... curious, as of late"
"Curious?" Peter said as he turned his head slightly to look at Talia's mischievous look "What do you mean by that?"
"Laura and I talked a bit on the way back yesterday" Talia said with a grin as she planted a small kiss on Peter's shoulder "She told me I was really missing out..."
'Note to self, have a very long talk to Laura about throwing our personal relationship out there' Peter thought as he gently reached up and removed Talia's arms from around his chest and stepped away from the now pouting woman "Uh, while I'm flattered your interested in what sexual intercourse with me would be like, we really, really, and I mean really shouldn't"
"Why?" Talia asked with a frown "Your obviously aware of my looks and I know you've thought of it before"
'That's one way of putting it' Peter thought as he ran a hand over his face "Look Talia, it's just now isn't exactly the right time. I mean your about to wage a war against your sister and some psychopath with a mad scientist thing going for him. I think you should be planning that out instead of-"
"Getting fucked?" Talia stated.
Peter winced at the coarse remark "Uh... yeah"
Another reason that Peter didn't want to risk it was because he was worried he may end up accidently hurting Talia. While he had great self control with his enhanced strength, sex had a way of making a person use more than necessary on a unconscious level. Laura survived because of her healing factor and while Talia was a strong woman, she was still just that, human. All it take is a bit too much pressure from Peter's hands to shatter a bone or too hard of a thrust to break something in her.
Peter didn't go through hell for this woman only to end up hurting or killing her in the end because he couldn't control his lo-... lust, for her.
"I already have" Talia revealed as she stepped closer to Peter and ran a hand over his chest, marveling at the muscle she could feel under her hands, solid as metal "Last night, before I went to sleep. I carefully sculpted out how I will wage my war against Nyssa and Cain down to the most minute detail"
"That must've taken a while" Peter said as he tried to ignore how warm Talia's hand felt, how good it felt running over his chest.
Peter would be lying if he hasn't thought of this happening since he first reunited with Talia all those years ago after Ra's had liberated him from that Pit. Hell, Peter was willing to bet that every man but the woman's father has dreamt of having her in some form or fashion. Peter has always dreamed that they'd settle down somewhere remote, away from the troubles of the world. Than he was excommunicated and that dream seemed all but impossible until the deadly beauty arrived on his front door, or rather snuck into his living room in the middle of the night, several days ago.
"...It did" Talia admitted with a sad smile before she looked up at Peter and batted her eyes at him as she rested her other hand on his chest and began to snake it up to grip the nape of his neck "But now I find myself free for several hours... perhaps you can help me pass the time? And to help me forget what I will need to do in the comings days, if only for a little while"
"Can't you j-just get one of your guards to help you?" Peter said as Talia leaned up on her toes and began to pepper the underside of Peter's jaw with feather light kisses while she pushed her chest into his.
Talia responded with a throaty chuckle "Perhaps after I have my way with you I'll invite one of them to join us... than another... and another... and another..."
Peter held back a groan at the image of Talia, her body bare and glistening in sweat as she rode him, fondling the breasts of another exotic beauty while she slowly slid on to his face and gave him her pu-
"Wait you hear something? I'll go see what it is!" Peter said in a fast spoken fashion as he pulled away from Talia, his arousal clear for the woman to see.
Her eyes seemed to burn with desire as she reached with a hand and traced the bulge with her finger while biting her lip before her eyes flickered up towards Peter's.
"Mmmm, perhaps I'll need two of my guards to help me with your... web shooter" Talia giggled as Peter backed away and quickly left the kitchen.
...
'This isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real' Peter thought as he paced his living room while gripping his head in frustration, nearly digging into his scalp with hard hard his grip was.
He was hallucinating again, or he was still asleep and this was just a very long dream overly complicated dream. This wouldn't be the first time he's dreamt of Talia coming to him like she just did in the kitchen, though he'd admit they were still in the League in said dreams... and once in a Blue Moon, the Pit when they were both still way too young to be engaging in such acts...
"You truly are an odd person Peter"
Peter stopped mid-step and turned to see Talia leaning against the wall with an amused look on her face. The sweatpants she had on were gone, replaced with... well nothing. Peter felt his mouth water as he stared at the long lean legs Talia possessed that led up, up, up and the smooth mound of her womanhood. There wasn't a single blemish, scar, freckle, mole, or hair present on the woman's lower body.
Talia noticed Peter's gaze resting on the space between her legs and smirked as she stepped forward with a sway in her hips "I offer myself to you, my oldest and dearest friend and you back down as if I were a random stranger you just met. It makes a woman think..."
"W-Well... I uh... I..." Peter tried to think of a response as Talia stepped up to him and pressed her entire body against his, forcing the erection he was sporting to rest against Talia's stomach.
"Relax Peter, I'm not going to hurt you..." Talia whispered with a giggle as she leaned up and planted a small kiss on Peter's lips that seemed to send a jolt of energy into both of their bodies.
Talia leaned back with a look of surprise that Peter saw he was showing in the reflection he casted in Talia's eyes. Before he could say anything else, the deadly woman leaned back in and captured Peter's lips again while she pulled her nude form against him own half bare body. Peter tried to mutter something, what he wasn't sure, but it caused Talia to giggle as her tongue darted into his and attacked it like she would an enemy. Refusing to let the femme fatal win so easily, Peter began t push back while his hands traveled down and cupped Talia's ass before he lifted her up.
She quickly responded by wrapping her legs around Peter's hips while he tried to find the cough with his foot, not an easy thing to do when you were being practically tongue fucked in the mouth by one of the deadliest, most beautiful women to walk the Earth.
"God yess..." Talia moaned as she felt Peter's fingers dig into her ass until it almost hurt.
Peter let loose something very close to a growl as he pulled Talia closer to him, enjoying the naked warmth her body gave off. Quite literally anything could happen at this exact moment and Peter wouldn't have given a damn if it killed him or not. Ra's al Ghul coming back to life somehow and trying to run him through, Shiva finally having tracked him down after she found out that Peter once spied on her showering after he lost a bet to Slade, or even Talia for whatever reasons sliding a knife across his throat, he'd gladly endure it if it meant having this one moment with his bes-... with the woman he's loved for years.
Eventually Peter found the couch and slowly turned so that he'd fall on it and now land on top of Talia, though he misjudged how far the fall was and ended up accidently bumping his head into Talia's.
"Ah, sorry..." Peter winced, knowing the impact was bound to hurt Talia more than himself.
"Still so clumsy..." Talia giggled as she untangled herself from Peter's form and slid down his body until she was kneeling between his parted legs and cupped his clothed groin.
Peter groaned at the pressure Talia gripped him while the young al Ghul slowly ran a finger over the covered erection. Her eyes flickered up to Peter's and she gave him a wink before she leaned forward to where she suspected the tip to be and gave it a long lick before reaching up to the waistband of Peter's pants and yanked them down to his knees. Her reward was Peter's hardened cock springing out and free of the cloth restraint that was quickly replaced with the inside of her mouth.
Peter's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Talia gave his half devoured cock a hard suck while one of her hands drifted down to cup his balls and the other reached around her back and undid the clip that held her bra on. With a simple flick of the wrist, Talia sent her bra across the room and had her now freed hand grip the base of Peter's cock while she continued to lavish the upper half with her tongue and lips.
'Forget what I said earlier...' Peter thought with his eyes closed as he sat there and just enjoyed the sensation that Talia was having him feel with her actions 'Now I can die happy...'
Peter cracked open an eye and looked down to see Talia was looking up at him with warm eyes while his tip was held between her lips. She smiled up at him before she slowly began to climb up his body, her breasts dragging across his thighs, than his stomach than his chest until they were even with Peter's face and she was sitting comfortably in his lap, her legs on either side of his waist.
"You know... a part of me is telling me that this this may be a very bad idea..." Peter muttered as he ran his hands up Talia's sides, cupping both her breasts when he reached her chest before one hand rose to cup the side of Talia's face.
"And the rest?" Talia asked as she planted a almost loving kiss on Peter's lips before she reached down and gripped Peter's cock and aligned it with her pussy.
"The rest is saying screw it" Peter admitted with a chuckle.
"Good" Talia cooed as she slowly slid down Peter's length until he bottomed out inside her.
Peter and the Demon's Daughter both moaned at the connection before the desert beauty began to gently rock her hips against Peter's while her arms secured themselves around his neck...
...
"That was simply... spectacular Peter" Talia let out a with a purr as she stretched her arms over her head while she extended her legs out as far as they would go.
Her body was sore, sweaty, and her hair was in disarray and Peter's seed leaked from between her legs freely. Most women might be a bit concerned with the sheer volume of cum that Talia received into her body but the daughter of the Demon wasn't. Her complicated pregnancy and her use of a Lazarus Pit after a near fatal experience had more or less left her incapable of ever producing another child, not that she wasn't eager to have another.
"Yeah..." Peter said as he stared at the nail marks that Talia left in his shoulders "The hell are your nails made of? Nth metal? Adamantium?"
"Keratin" Talia said with a eye roll "I thought a man as smart as you would know that"
"Yeah well my shoulders are saying differently" Peter scoffed as he glanced back at the nail marks only to see that they were now gone "...On second thought, they won't"
"Your such an odd person" Talia giggled as she stared up at the ceiling with a look of content "I've missed this..."
"Missed what?" Peter asked with confusion as he looked back at the woman.
"These talks" Talia sighed as she turned her head and looked at Peter "Mindless pointless chatter about anything..."
Peter hummed at this before he heard a distant 'boom' and looked out the window to see the sky was beginning to fill with dark clouds "Huh... storm's starting to roll in"
"So it is" Talia said as she stared at the approaching storm clouds with an unreadable expression on her face.
Peter quirked a brow at this "Hey, what's with the look? I thought you loved storms. All that 'free' water literally falling from the sky"
"That was than" Talia said with a sigh as she stared at the clouds outside with a distant look in her eyes "Now... now I can barely stand the sight of those dimmable clouds. They're an ill omen"
"You really need to work on your pillow talk" Peter said with a shake of his head, causing Talia to grin.
"Perhaps you can help me with that..." she said as she slid forward and caught Peter's lips with her own.
"Mmm, very tempting..." Peter muttered between kisses as he felt himself begin to harden again before he pulled back "But, I need to head down into town real quick"
"Why?" Talia very nearly whined as Peter stood up and began to look for his pants while she pouted at him
"Well I still wanna give Laura a piece of my mind for drugging me again when she promised not to" Peter said as he finally found his pants and even an old shirt of his partially under the living room chair, he thought he lost that thing months ago "Also I need to get some stuff that I was hoping to get while you and Laura hashed out your recruitment quota thing for your upcoming war"
"I can easily send one of my guards to do it" Talia said as she stood up and followed after Peter, ignoring the bits of cum dripping from her snatch and on to her inner thighs and the floor.
"I'd much rather they stay here and keep guarding you" Peter said as he stopped and glanced back at Talia with a pointed look "Nyssa, Cain and god knows who else will be looking for you and I'd feel much safer if you had all of your guards nearby. Not running errands for me because you wanna keep having sex"
"But if you were to stay my chances of being kept alive remain the same, perhaps even greater since it'll be you protecting me" Talia said in a soft almost pleading voice as she stepped close to Peter and cupped his face "Just like when we were children"
"We're not children anymore Talia" Peter said with a sad look on his face "I don't think we ever were in the traditional sense"
Talia looked away at this and Peter used that as his opportunity to go back upstairs and grab his shoes before he came back down. Talia was dressed by than, a simple black tank top and spandex shorts. She didn't bother to glance in Peter's direction, instead she was staring out the window as thunder began to echo in the distance.
"Peter, maybe you should stay..." Talia suggested as she stared at the approaching storm clouds with a somewhat concerned expression "The storm looks... unsafe, even for you"
"It's just gonna be a little rain and some string gusts of wind" Peter said as he approached the door and opened it "Relax I'll be right ba-"
His sentence died in his throat as his spider-sense went off as a bright red light briefly blinded him before it centered on his chest, right where his heart would be. Peter stared at the small red dot and the four more that quickly joined it on his chest before he sighed.
"On second thought, I think I'll be staying in" Peter said before he slammed the door shut and tackled Talia to the ground as bullets began to tear through it and the window that Talia was just standing in front of, sending wooden splinters and bits of glass flying all over the room.
It seems that this 'storm' will have a bit more than just rain, thunder and lightning.
...
And done.
Next chapter, The storm...