Sorry this has taken so long folks . . . I'm way behind in posting. And there is still more of this story to edit.

A/N: After weeks of interruptions, illnesses, and other crises, plus having to handle a succubus determined to take Tim"s life force, the Bat Family finally gets a vacation, to the Bahamas, but is it the trip of their dreams? Warning some chapters contain explicit mature themes!

Serpent in Paradise

Part 24

Tim woke somewhat more refreshed. He had been sleeping for about four hours. He smelled something tantalizing. Then his stomach growled. It was loud enough for Dick to hear.

"Hey sleepyhead, ready for some lunch?"

"Lunch?" Tim questioned as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"You know lunch, what you eat between breakfast and dinner?" Dick quipped.

"Here you are Master Timothy," Alfred adjusted the tray and sat a plate down in front of Tim as he sat up.

Tim looked at the specially prepared foods that Alfred did for long flights. They were better than the commercial airlines that Tim ate whenever he had to fly on Wayne Foundation business. "Thanks Alfred." He picked up the fork and dug into his meal.

"Will you be working on those immigration papers for Samantha?" Dick asked.

"I can work on them now while I'm eating," Tim stated. "I just need a laptop."

Dick handed his laptop to Tim. "Here, just don't look at my email."

"Now why would I do that," Tim smirked. Tim did a search and went to the US government website and downloaded the forms for immigrating to the US. Then he started asking Samantha some questions.

"You were born on the island correct?" Tim asked.

Samantha nodded her head since she just took a mouth full of salad.

"Your parents' last name, were they U.S. Citizens?"

Again Samantha nodded her answer.

"What did they do for a living?"

Samantha swallowed the mouthful then made a correction. "Actually my mother wasn't a U.S. citizen. My dad was. He worked for a corporation. I can't remember which one."

"You know, if your Dad was a US national, you could claim duel citizenship. All we would have to do is find any filed paperwork. If you can remember whom your father worked for. What was your father's full name?

"Jonathan Alexander Clark," Samantha answered. "The place he worked at was in Metropolis? I don't know if that's what it's called."

"Did he work for Lex Corps?" asked Tim.

"Yes, that's what it was called."

Tim feverishly typed in the information. He read the specifications on the man's employment record. It looked innocent enough. 'One thing about Lex Luther, he covered his blank when it came to his employees,' Tim thought. "It looks like your father was assigned to do research for the company. He later was sent to the Bahamas on a fact-finding mission and then was assigned there permanently. He still retained his US status. This is interesting. You were born on Fortune Island, but your father actually applied for duel citizenship when you were born. It was accepted six months later. He actually applied for immigration status for your mother, but because there wasn't a birth certificate, they turned her down."

"I didn't know that."

"You have duel citizenship already. All we have to do is print out the information. And have a passport issued to you. You can use that as ID until you establish residence. I wonder why your father never told you."

"Maybe he never got the chance."

Tim sent the information to the printer located near the galley kitchen near the front of the plane. He printed out a record of her birth certificate and the duel citizen status. Once the documents were printed he handed them to Samantha.

Bruce came out of the cockpit and saw what Tim had done. "Well, this makes things easier for you."

Samantha took the papers. "Thank you, Tim. It sure does," Samantha said, answering Bruce's statement.

"I know what I'm going to say," Tim stated with enthusiasm. "Welcome to the US." Tim leaned over and gave her a kiss. "I'd been wanting to do that all day."

Samantha smiled shyly after his lips left hers. She wanted to do more but being on a plane left her with a no.

"I should leave you two alone and to talk." Bruce picked up Damian and placed him on another seat and covered him with a blanket. "Samantha, if you need a more comfortable place to sleep, there are a couple of sleeping cabins in the back. That's where we let you sleep when we flew down," Bruce said to Tim.

"Damian is really exhausted. I expect he won't wake until we arrive back in Gotham," Tim stated. "Um . . . do you want to check out the sleeping cabins?" Tim noticed Jason and Sasha weren't in the main cabin. 'They must have moved to one of the cabins in the back. They might be sleeping, too.' Tim thought. He noticed that Dick was listening to a headset.

"I'd love to," Samantha replied

Tim led Samantha toward the back of the plane and found one of two cabins open. The one they checked out had a full size bed. It looked comfortable. "Does this look okay?"

"This looks fine. I've never slept on a plane before. I've never been on a plane before either."

"I've been on plenty of planes and even slept on them, too, but not like this either, until recently." Tim closed the cabin door and climbed onto the bed. "Oh yeah . . . I vaguely remember opening my eyes and seeing the night sky. I thought I was dreaming at first. I was pretty exhausted."

Samantha climbed onto the bed and sat down next to Tim.

"Here, take a look," Tim waved Samantha toward the small window. "Though it's daylight you can see we're over the US. I think that might be Florida. We've got to fly further north yet."

Samantha looked out the window. This was all so new to her. She couldn't wait to touch down. She wanted to explore everything.

With Samantha so close Tim took the chance and kissed her. Samantha jumped slightly, but kissed him back. She leaned closer to him to deepen the kiss.

"Oh, one moment," Tim popped off the bed and threw the bolt. "I just put up the 'do not disturb' sign." Then he gathered Samantha into his arms and kissed her deeply.

Samantha climbed into his lap with her legs on either side of him. She kissed him, nipping at his bottom lip trying to get it open so she could play with his tongue. Tim opened his mouth and let her tongue in. He wanted her but Tim wanted to take it slow and have her invite him. He kissed her as deeply as he could to let her know. Then she started to unbutton the front of her new dress.

Tim watched with wide eyes then pulled her down. There was something about her. He wanted to protect her, to keep her safe. He reached up and felt her soft skin beneath his hands.

Samantha let out a small moan. One of her hands went to rest on the back of Tim"s neck while the other went under her dress. She rubbed at her spot, feeling herself become moist.

Tim finished unbuttoning her dress. She had no underwear on, perhaps because there was none in the shop to take. He placed his fingers against her spot. She was already moist. He brought them to his mouth and tasted her juices. She tasted fresh, like dew on a spring morning. Tim shifted where he was between her legs and kissed her spot then placed his tongue on her and gently stroked her.

"T-Tim...ohhh." Samantha pushed her hips up to him. She could not believe how gentle he was with her. She could feel him push his tongue inside. It was so warm and his tongue was sending a pleasurable chill through her.

Tim wanted to please her, to pleasure her not because he was compelled to do so, but because she deserved it. He could sense a connection with her. It felt right. He let his tongue slide inside, exploring her walls. He found her most sensitive spots to bring about those shivers that even in him would bring pleasure.

Samantha moaned as Tim's tongue glided across her inner wall giving her a wave of pleasure. She moaned loudly then quickly covered her mouth with her hand. She shifted her leg so it was over his shoulder bringing him closer. She held her free hand on his head.

Tim couldn't help but smile inside at her moans. He should have been concerned whether she was loud enough to let everyone hear, but caught up in the moment, he didn't. The engines of the private jet drowned out some noise. He went deeper with his tongue, trying to bring her closer to orgasm. He didn't care about himself right. This was all for her.

Samantha bit at her fingers trying to hold in her moans. 'That tongue of his is bringing me closer to my climax. I never had this type of experience before,' Samantha was breathing heavily. "Tim...Tim...oh god...ooohhhhh." Samantha pushed him closer, trying to ride his tongue.

Tim stuck a finger in with his tongue giving her more pleasure. He could feel her clamp down, riding out the waves. He removed his finger and pushed deeper with his tongue drinking in her juices. She was filling him up with her goodness. He was going to need her after this.

"Ooohhhhhh Tim...TIM!" Samantha cried out. 'His finger hit something deep inside of me making me see stars.' She started to shiver from pleasure. "I'm almost there."

Tim stuck two in this time moving them with his tongue. He kept at it wanting to feel her release. He wanted to know her in the most intimate way possible. He never did this with Ariana. He held back with his own pleasure and found that he could, putting all of his energy in pleasuring Samantha in this way alone.

Once he entered his second finger and pumped both of them along with his tongue Samantha started to climax. She tried to move away, so she could release but Tim held her hips. She was so sensitive, but he kept going wanting to feel her clamp around him. Samantha moaned his name loudly.

'That's it . . . Please stay with it.'

Samantha tried to pull away as if it was too much for her, but Tim held on. He knew in some way this would release even more within her.

'It was as if all this time, she needs a catalyst to help her to remember who she truly is to herself,' Tim thought. 'She isn't that whore that Devlin used. She has gifts. She is inherently good and I want to release it fully. And she is the most beautiful girl I have ever met. More beautiful than Ariana because her spirit is good.' Tim didn't know how he knew. It was as if through the most intimate way of touching he knew, and he was going to prove it to her. Tim wanted to make love to her because he wanted to, and because he wanted to join with her.

Samantha started to cry a little. 'It's like he's getting to know me. I feel grateful to meet him. He's the only one that took the time to do this. I need an anchor from the cruel world I use to know, and I know it's him.'

Tim took his tongue out briefly. She was so wet. "Do you want me inside?" He was as hard as he could get. He had held back. He wanted to be invited not just take her like every other man had.

"Yes," Samantha nodded. He reached her arms out for him. She needed him.

Tim had undid his zipper and slipped out of his pants while he had been pleasuring her. This time he slipped his shaft in her and they started to move together bringing each other to their fullest climax ever.

"Ohhhhh...Tim." Samantha was almost there again. "Deeper." She couldn't believe how his shaft filled her completely. She held onto him as he pumped in and out.

Tim trusted harder and faster being careful not to hurt her. He kept his moans inside. Instead he held her tight against him, feeling her body shudder. It was enough to bring him to orgasm and to ride the waves with her.

Samantha couldn't help but moan out against him. He brought her to another height of pleasure. She climaxed again feeling him do the same. She kissed his neck wanting more.

Tears of overwhelming joy streamed down Tim's face. He was free, truly free of the Succubus' affects. He wanted to make love to her again. Not because someone compelled him to, but because he wanted to. He wanted to feel her, to know her, because it was his choice. Tim lifted up her head and kissed her deeply once more.

Samantha lifted her hand to wipe away his tears. 'He's too handsome for tears, but I have a clue as to what they were for.'

"Tell me what you see. Please, I want to know."

Samantha sat up, pushing Tim away slightly so she could get a better look. She grabbed his hand and looked around him. His aura was swirling normally again and it was bright. It wasn't pale like it was the last time she checked. 'He's happy, loved.' She gave him a smile. "You're healed."

Tim gave out a breath of released relief and more tears fell. "I knew it. You healed me. You restored my energy, my life force." Before that moment, Tim still had doubts about his ability to sustain the energy it took to be Red Robin. Now, he had no doubt. 'I can continue the fight.' Tim touched her face and looked deep into her eyes. "I love you." And Tim found he met every word.

Samantha jumped into his arms. He never heard those words from anyone but my parents. She held onto him tightly. "I love you too."

Their love making this time was more like two people deeply in love and not because they each needed healing. It was intimate, loving, and attentive. It was what love making should be like, and it was wonderful.

"You mean it...right Tim? You love me?"

"Every word. I love you Samantha. Read it. It's not hollow. It's not false. I know we just met, that it's only technically been a day, but what I feel I've never felt for anyone else." Tim realized it was the truth. He would fight for her, even die for her. It was what he wanted, a love so deep that it could not be denied.

Samantha smiled and looked at his aura. "It's the truth. He isn't lying. It didn't falter one bit while he said it.' Those words meant so much to her. She felt a connection between them when they also met. "Please don't ever leave me."

"Only death could keep me from you. Only death," Tim stated with conviction. 'I think I just proposed to her. Not only that I think I just married her. Our spirits are joined. All that's required is a slip of paper. We'll work on that later. The marrying age in Gotham after all was 17. I looked it up." Tim smirked.

Continues with Part 24