How to Make A Canary Cry | By : BatmanIsMyHero Category: DC Verse Comics > Justice League Views: 23629 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Justice League, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Title: How to Make A Canary Cry
Author: Kitty Pryde
Pairing: Oliver Queen/Dinah Lance; Green Arrow/Black Canary
Rating: NC-17 (but that’s what you CAME here for!)
Why: Shameless smut depicting consensual sex between two adults of the opposite gender. Sorry slash fans- I swing both ways when it comes to my fiction.
Notes: I suppose this could take place in the animated universe or the comic book universe. Whichever you prefer, I guess… but it makes a few hints toward the comics (which can easily be ignored…).
First smut fic ever! Hope to make you proud, guys.
P.S.: Reviews are very much wanted.
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Dinah was stubborn. Ollie knew that, the League knew that- everyone knew that. But he was pleased and smug in male satisfaction to find that the mentally dominant woman was sexually submissive. I mean, ask for her opinion on a dodgy move, and she won’t budge. But, nip at her ears slightly and Dinah Lance turns to putty in your hands. This was evidenced in Oliver Queen’s humble abode, right now, right under the Emerald Archer’s muscular weight. The pair was in the state of partial dress- Ollie stripped of his tunic, boots, mask and hat; Dinah only clad in her bra and underwear, both colored to fit her heroic name. The Blonde Bombshell was currently mewling due to the heat between her and her lover, as well as the playful nips and kisses he was leaving on her body. Ollie continued doing this to her as he reached around to snap the clasp of her bra and effectively removing the obstruction. Oliver Queen didn’t have a reputation of being a tender lover… more like a get in, get off, get out kind of man- but he loved Dinah Lance. So, he stopped his soft torture, despite her meek protests, and simply looked at her, drinking the gloriousness of her nudity. Well, near-nudity, but she was still a vision of beauty. Dinah’s eyes were closed, waiting for the next sensual assault that made her heart and sex ache. Her arms were bent and raised on either side of her, some fingers clutching the fabric of the sheets, and her head was tossed back, making a halo of blonde hair.
In the midst of all this, Oliver became alert of his own arousal, becoming more painfully obvious through his tights the more he gazed at Dinah. It was then that Dinah opened her vivid blue eyes, and noticed the bulge herself. She sat up, so that she was at the level of kneeling Ollie’s groin. She reached up, and with a delicate finger, gently touched it. She felt the organ jump, and saw it quiver under her touch- and so did her partner, who gave a quick, low moan in response. Eager to please the Archer, Dinah struggled to get him out of the confines of his forest-green tights, fortunately met by help from Ollie himself. She smiled in spite of herself, noting that he didn’t wear underwear today. The former millionaire discovered this and said simply, “It’s breezy.”
However, Dinah had missed the joke because she was too busy gawking at Ollie’s impressive length. It was hardening under her stare, but not quick enough for the Bird of Prey, so she took it in her hand and began to fondle lightly. With each and every caress from Dinah, came a pant or a groan from Ollie. The veins in his arousal jumped with every touch, his stomach grew into a hot pit and Oliver began to sweat because of the unadulterated pleasure of it. But the cool autumn air, much to his chagrin, replaced his lover’s warm hand. The arrow-slinger pried his jade eyes open to find his pretty bird sitting up against the pillows opposite him, smirking. This wasn’t going as he planned… she wasn’t supposed to have any control over him. So, Ollie vowed to regain sexual power over the situation at hand. And he knew just how to do it.
Slipping her underwear off in one swift move, Ollie captured her neck in soft bites, and lay between her legs, his heat clashing with hers. Dinah found herself back in her original position, but was enjoying the "domination" thoroughly. She was relatively silent, except for the occasional gasp- until he found her sweet spot. Her ears. Dinah gave a sharp moan that accompanied a shot of stimulation toward her sex. At his location, Oliver became conscious of just how turned on his long-time love was, reaching down and teasing her just as she did him. This elicited many gasps, moans and short words of encouragement from the woman underneath him. However, he quickly discovered that teasing Dinah was affecting him just as much as it was her. After taking a few moments of responsible action (which may or may not be shocking, considering how many illegitimate children the Emerald Archer has…), Oliver decided it was time for his pretty bird to get what she wanted… and what they both needed at this point.
Slowly he inched his way into her, until he was completely sheathed in her, drawing a pleased whimper from the Black Canary. Then he began to move, finding a rhythm with his lover, but wanting this encounter to last. Due to the combined feelings of heat, being filled and those irresistible nibbles to her ears and neck, it wasn’t long before Dinah had her first climax, educing a sharp howl from the Blonde Bombshell. Ollie’s ministrations became faster, as he sought to satisfy his lust, and hopefully, hers once more. Their hips ground together, creating more and more blissful friction between the two heroes. Ollie could feel his orgasm forming in his member, stomach and mind as she looked down at his euphoric love gasping and moaning his name. It soon became too much for the lovers’ bodies to handle, and Ollie felt his orgasm go haywire throughout his body, draining him not only of a certain fluid- but also his energy. Dinah had achieved her second climax, only it was less controlled (and more powerful) than the first, forcing her to inadvertently use her powerful Canary Cry. It shattered all the glass in the archer’s home, including a framed picture of himself and his adopted son, Roy Harper. Oliver Queen pulled out of Dinah Lance and fell to her side, shortly followed by his lover’s head on his chest. He grinned as his mind drifted back to one of the day’s events.
A few hours earlier--------------------------------------------------
A slow day at the League’s Watchtower. Ollie loafed around, polished his arrows, and did other things just to pass time. Suddenly, he was approached by the Dark Knight himself- Batman, who gave him two earplugs. They were sliver in color, and in no doubt enhanced in some way. “You’ll know when to use them” was all Batman told Green Arrow before sauntering out of the room. Ollie looked down at them questioningly, but nevertheless pocketed them.
Back to the future (couldn't resist...)-----------------------------
Ollie then shut his eyes, and pulled those same plugs out of his ears, placing them tenderly on the nightstand beside the pair of very exhausted heroes.
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