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Green Eyes Killer	By : Isabelle_Jennings Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 3964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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PART 2: MY BEST SELF
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--- IVY ---
Ivy was breathing hard as she licked and nipped at Silver's right nipple, her hands holding Silver's arms down to the bed. She was straddling her lover and playing with her a little. Going slow and letting things build again. This was their fifth after Ivy had taken her lover back to bed, and she knew they couldn't tarry much longer, though she wanted to, she didn't want this to end, didn't want to face what was going to be next. Not yet. Silver's frustrated moan got to her though, and she let go of her lover's arms, switched tits and started suckling her lover's left nipple, bringing one of her hands over to kneed the other breast. "Touch yourself for me, Silver..." Ivy spoke in a low voice as she paused and switched tits, taking the other one into her mouth and sucking hard, making Silver cry out.
"Yeeessss... oh, fuck yes...." Silver moved to comply with her lover's command, and Ivy heard the soft sounds of her lover's hand penetrating herself.
Ivy stopped momentarily and bit her lip, moaning against her lover's breast. It was such a turn on. She brought her free hand to her own sex and started to pleasure herself as she switched tits again. Silver's free hand tangled into her hair and pressed her closer, Silver starting to buck and shiver some under her. They moved together in a beautiful tangle and soon Ivy couldn't take it anymore, she let her mouth go of Silver's nipple and gasped against her as she found her release, feeling Silver's orgasm coming in time with her own. They always had good synchrony that way, for making love. Ivy took that as a good sign for their compatibility.
After a while of just lying there pressed against each other, Silver let out a tired, delighted sounding laugh. "Did I ever tell you you're the most amazing, wonderful lover I could ever imagine?" She told. "Because, mmm... speechless..." She hummed blissfully.
Ivy giggled just a little at that, a pleased and satisfied smile coming to her lips, making her feel warm inside... that is, before her mind caught up with her and the feeling dulled. "Silver... I've made a decision." She spoke softly, soulfully.
"Mmm, about what? The Nightwing thing? Because he really does scare me Ivy..." Silver told.
"He scares you?" Ivy asked, diverted by this.
"Mm... He won't stop, I could see it in his eyes, and he'll find out, soon, and then... It can't happen. He has to die Ivy, he just has to. When I think about it, I just want to stab him to death with my own hands. I won't... I won't let him take you away, it won't happen..." She pledged, her voice sounding cold and full of fear and malice, even hatred.
Ivy had never inspired feelings like that in anyone before... well, maybe with Hailey. It made her shiver a little, and produced a churn of mixed emotions. She raised herself up on her elbows a ways and looked down into Silver's eyes and as she gazed into them, she gasped a little and leaned down and kissed her softly. "Thank you." She spoke and then lay her head on her lover's shoulder and snuggled in to kiss her neck.
"Ivy?" Silver asked softly, stroking her hair and waist with her hands.
"Yes?" Ivy replied just as softly, stroking Silver's breast and smiling softly to herself, kissing her lover lightly again.
"Ivy..." Silver rolled her lover over into her back and looked down at her. "What is it?" She asked her softly.
Ivy smiled up at her. "I love you." Ivy told, stroking her face gently. "And... my decision wasn't about Nightwing, but... I'll support whatever you want to do about that, if you still want to... My decision though, is that I want to, I think I need to... set you free... of me..." She explained, looking into Silver's eyes.
"Set me free of... you... oh... you mean, what we talked about before, don't you?" She asked, laying down, resting her head on Ivy's shoulder and stroking her waist a little. "...If that's your decision then..." She replied softly, clearly wishing the subject hadn't been brought up for some reason.
"Silver?" Ivy asked back, care and concern in her voice.
"It scares me..." Silver admitted. "I don't want it to change. It's like, right now, everything is perfect, well, except for Nightwing showing up yesterday, it's perfect. You're... perfect."
"You think it will change if I let you go?" Ivy asked.
"I don't want to think it will, I want to think I'll feel the same, and nothing bad will happen... and I really think, I just... I can't imagine not loving you, no matter what... but it's just..." Silver trailed off.
"Just what?" Ivy asked gently.
"Just... things scare me, even now. What we're doing, killing people? They deserve to die, I know they do. But, and it doesn't scare me to do it, not anymore, because you're like... you make all the decisions... I just have to do what you want, be what you want, I love being what you want... It's who I'd want to be if I could choose to be anyone I think, but... what if I'm really not that person, if I'm not strong enough, or good enough... What if I'm a coward, and what if you see that, and what if... you don't love me." She confessed.
"Oh, Silver... I..."
"I want you to have what you want, and if that's me, the real me, then... okay... I'll... I'll fight to be that, to stay this way. But I guess... I think I must be a coward, because I don't want to have a choice about loving you, being with you... Maybe I'm just being a fool..." She voiced.
"You're not, Silver, you are absolutely not." Ivy told, kissing her softly on the lips. "You're the woman I love."
Silver looked into her eyes and Ivy saw tears fall. "Promise me something, please?" She asked, begged really.
"Promise you what?" Ivy asked, wiping the tears away gently.
"That you won't give up on me... If I get scared, or, or anything. If I can't do it, if... you could put me back this way, maybe? If it doesn't work, if I'm not... you could just... change me back?" She asked. "Would you... do that?" She asked hopefully.
Ivy was quiet. She really hadn't expected Silver to say all of these things. "I... I promise..." She spoke, kissing her cheek where the tears fell. She didn't know if she'd keep the promise or not. Breaking a promise didn't really matter to her, but she felt like she should say it anyway. Even if it might be a lie.
They were silent a while.
"When will you do it?" Silver finally asked.
"...I'll give you something, to prepare your body, right now. Then, after tonight, I'll start the change." Ivy told her.
"...okay then..." Silver spoke softly in acceptance.
"You'll be like me, a lot more like me then..." She told. "You'll... be able to feel them, feel the green, much more..." Ivy explained wistfully. Thinking how much she liked the idea of having someone else who was really like herself in the world. That hadn't really occurred to her on a conscious level before now, but it was a very heartwarming thought, now that it had occurred to her. Ivy sat up in bed and held her hand out to Silver, smiling to her.
Silver took her hand and sat up with her.
"Maybe... maybe that's what I should be working towards... not just, not only pruning back humanity's worse elements, but improving the good parts, like you." Ivy smiled, the thought bringing up an unaccustomed delight in her. What if everyone, everywhere was like her? "Let's go to the greenhouse." Ivy smiled to her lover as she helped her off the bed.
--- SILVER ---
The walk across her and Ivy's house's expansive lawn was a nervous one for Silver, even though walking barefoot on the grass would usually soothe her since Ivy had changed her body the first time. She worried about being seen somehow by Derick Grayson in his Nightwing guise (when you thought about it, it really wasn't un-sinister-seeming that grown men and women crept around her city at night in masks, whatever their reasons for doing so were). And perhaps more, she was scared of where she was going. Not the greenhouse itself of course, she loved that greenhouse. She and Ivy had spent a lot of time there, made love there on more than one occasion (Ivy got a little extra... exuberant, when she was with so much plant-life). No, she was scared of where she was going in a personal life journey sense. She'd searched herself over and over again, and still she didn't have a clear answer... how she would react, who she would be, if she would still... love, who it was she loved... once Ivy let her go.
She hated the idea that she might betray or hurt Ivy, or disappoint her somehow. Ivy was always, had always been so understanding and gentle with her though... She wasn't really scared of what Ivy would do, more of what she herself would do. A part of her wanted to just end her own life somehow, rather than risk hurting Ivy. It was a small part, one she knew she couldn't act on even if she wanted because it wouldn't be what Ivy would want her to do and she couldn't disobey her, even if she thought it might be for her own good. It was just the not knowing that scared her. She remembered what she was like, who she was as a person, before Ivy had come and made her... fall in love. And she felt she didn't quite know that person anymore. Know what she would do, how she would feel. She didn't know either, how much of the new her would remain... It was altogether bizarre thinking of herself that way, as two different people. And it didn't make sense of course, because obviously she wasn't two different people, she was just one person.
She really wished this wasn't happening is what she really wished. She wished Ivy would just change her mind, take her in her arms, kiss her, and say it was all a mistake. She could understand why Ivy wanted this though, she really could. Who didn't want to know if the person they loved really, truly loved them back? Silver believed that she did, really believed it. It was like breathing, like air, like sun, the stars at night, or the Earth beneath her feet. And the feeling had only gotten more and more intense the longer Ivy was with her to where now it was the only thing that mattered to her even a little. She believed in Ivy's dreams, or at least she thought they were right, but really, she didn't care. If Ivy moved them to an island somewhere and everything and everyone in the rest of the world just died, Silver thought she might actually be genuinely happy about that, if it meant she got to have her lover all to herself forever. That's how far she was gone. And a small rational part of her knew that was... maybe insane or something, but she couldn't care, she just couldn't anymore... Maybe, probably, she would care after Ivy set her free though, and maybe Ivy did deserve that, deserve someone who was, someone who wasn't just a glorified love slave. She shivered a little. That's what she sort of was... a slave to her love at least. A slave who was scared to ever be set free again.
She held Ivy's hand in hers more tightly as they got to the greenhouse door. She trembled a little as Ivy held the door for her. "Kiss me?" She asked her lover hopefully.
Ivy looked into her eyes and it was heart-stopping those intense emotions for her she saw, and then Ivy's lips were on hers and their bodies slid into familiar place against one another, like Silver's whole body could remember, like she could remember this down to her genes, like if she had children one day, they would remember the echo of this too. She relaxed into the kiss, let the feelings just wash over her, make her feel safe again, like everything was so simple and she was... She kissed Ivy back more, held on more and felt like she wanted to make love to this woman on the grass right now.
Ivy pushed them apart and a whine of protest escaped Silver's lips. "I wish..." She started to say, but stopped herself, just laying her head on Ivy's shoulder instead and soaking up her familiar warmth and scent greedily.
"What do you wish, my dearest one?" Ivy asked softly.
"That... that I could make love to you on the grass... and that... that... I hate the idea that I..." She couldn't bring herself to say the words.
"If I... commanded you, to tell me truthfully, if you wanted to be set free or not... what would you say?" She asked.
"That I... I don't know. I just know I don't want to hurt you, or, or let you down, and... it feels like, no matter which way I chose, I'd risk that happening..." She admitted, fighting back tears. "A small part of me even thinks maybe you should kill me, to make sure I never hurt you." She admitted, not able to bring herself to lie.
"And... if you knew that neither choice would hurt me, that you wouldn't betray me or let me down either way, what would you chose then?" Ivy asked.
Silver thought about it. Really thought about it. "I... I think I'd choose to be free."
"Why?" Ivy asked softly.
"It's what you want. If I loved you as my own free choice, it would make you happier than you are now." She explained.
"And if I would be just as happy, either way you chose, what would you chose then?" She asked.
"To stay like I am." She admitted the truth. "With you. Forever. I... I'd kill the rest of the world for you if I could, if you wanted, so we could live on an island somewhere, just us... I don't... I don't care about anything else, I really don't, as long as I'm with you and you're happy." She admitted, crying now.
Ivy was just silent, holding her and stroking her hair as she cried.
Soon the tears stopped though, Ivy's warmth, her scent, wouldn't let her stay sad, so Silver started to kiss Ivy's neck and nip at her ear a little. She couldn't help it, didn't want to help it, it was like a gravitational pull for her. Ivy moaned and Silver smiled to herself a little and continued doing what she was doing, taking the reaction as approval. But soon Ivy pushed her away and held her against the inside wall of the greenhouse by her wrists.
Her eyes were intense and Silver couldn't read them. "Ivy?" She asked.
Ivy closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. "I'm really messed up, you know that?"
"Huh?" Silver asked, confused.
"You just said you'd murder the world for me, actually murder everyone in the whole world for me, and I believe... I believe you really would, and it turned me on. Even though it's deeply, thoroughly wrong. So I'm just now realizing I'm really messed up in some ways, that's all." She smiled a little and met Silver's eyes.
"If you are, I like you that way?" Silver offered. "We don't have... We can do whatever you want. We can make love now... here, if you want to?" Silver offered a little hopefully. She didn't want to get in the way of Ivy's plans, but she also wanted to please her lover too.
"You are so damned... frustrating sometimes..." Ivy shook her head and let Silver's arms go, stepping forward and getting on her knees before her. "Just for you..." She spoke softly as she raised Silver's spring dress up and lowered her panties.
Silver was struck speechless as Ivy's tongue made contact with her wet, ready, lusty sex. She moaned and bit her lip, tangling her hands in Ivy's hair and looking down at her lover between her legs, feeling that familiar tongue doing such things to her, she thought she might pass out from what a total rush this was. She felt hot, desired, sexy, loved, it was a complete turn on. She felt herself tremble inside. It was just all so much happening so fast...
Her breathing came heavier, her eyes couldn't stay open, she let her head fall back against the greenhouse wall, the scent of flowers and dirt and Ivy filling her, the sunlight filtering in through the roof, she felt so alive and everything felt vivid and her senses struggled with it. She was glad Ivy was supporting her with her hands some, otherwise she wasn't sure her legs would hold her. Her knees felt weak, her back arched, she heard herself cry out from deep inside her, a low, resonate moan that spiked in pitch towards then end as her body rocked with the acutely-intense orgasm. She shuddered and felt herself being let down gently to the ground. Ivy lay her on her back on the ground and she felt the dirt in her hands as Ivy's body came over top of her and she felt her wrists being held to the ground. She struggled to open her eyes and meet her lover's intense green eyes. She could barely think, really, but she couldn't help but smile. "I love you so much..." She told with soft devotion, feeling so satisfied. And she loved being held like this too, especially here on the dirt. She felt held, possessed, and so safe and loved... she arched a little and hummed just slightly. "Such pretty eyes... please kiss me, Ivy?" She asked hopefully, having lost track of pretty much everything but wanting to be touched by her lover.
"I'm telling you right now, Silver." Ivy spoke instead, biting her lip a little. "You better still love me like this after I let you go, or I think... I think I'll be an absolute wreck." She confessed, lowered herself down, and kissed Silver possessively and with such passion and want, need even. Silver kissed her back eagerly, her heart racing with excitement at Ivy's words, and her touch. She kissed her and kissed her and then finally Ivy pulled back, nipping at Silver's lip a little and tugging it a bit playfully. Ivy sighed. "You'd think you'd put me under a spell too..." She lamented.
"I just love you." Silver spoke almost reverently, willing herself to burn with it, burn it inside her so she wouldn't forget when she was free to choose just how good this felt. How right and wonderful and amazing it felt to be with this woman, to feel her touch. She just couldn't love a person this much if it wasn't real, she told herself. She just had to have faith in that. She had to have faith in love.
"I love you too..." Ivy told, a small smile coming to her lips. "And I guess I'm about to prove just how much, aren't I? Isn't that what they say? If you truly love someone, set them free?" She laughed a little, and got up, straddling Silver and looking down at her a little curiously.
"I don't suppose we have time... I really want to..." Silver breathed and then thought better of what she was going to say.
"Want to what?" Ivy asked with a smile, adjusting the shoulder strap on her own dress.
"...Hold you down and make love to you? Preferably outside, in the sun?" She admitted, once again not able to keep from telling the truth.
Ivy laughed at that, it was a laugh filled with such delight and joy, and it made Silver shiver. How could a person's laugh be that beautiful? It really... made her want to do things to Ivy. Hold her down, kiss her, stroke her just so, drive her wild... She moaned and bit her lip. "So beautiful..." She whispered, looking up into the partly opaque glass ceiling and seeing the sun, feeling the breeze and smelling the scent of fresh water on it, licking her lips and smiling.
Ivy touched her cheek and Silver returned her attention to Ivy's vibrant, loving eyes. "If you stay in love with me after I let you go, Silver, I give you my solemn vow, you can make love to me in the sun as much as you want... Well, within reason, I suppose." She added the last bit with a little regret.
"Still have to save the world, don't you?" Silver asked with a fond expression.
"Always." Ivy admitted.
Silver sighed. "And that just makes me love you more." She replied, smiling. "I always want to remember this..." She told. "Such a beautiful day."
"It is, huh?" Ivy smiled, getting off her and offering her a hand, her lips quirked in a small peaceful smile and her eyes optimistic and trusting. Silver really wanted to kiss her again, just enjoy this day, but she knew the time for that was over, so she took her lover's hand and stood with her. They went to the back and Ivy triggered the security release with a voice command and Silver provided a finger print scan to save time. They were the only two allowed access, unlike the top part of the greenhouse which Shelley the grounds-woman, or the other household staff, could access.
Downstairs was a state-of-the-art laboratory that had glass windows overlooking an underground aquifer fed by an underground river, there was also a warren of caves that lead off towards the coast a few miles away. The water was too cool to swim in for long comfortably, though Ivy could tolerate it more than her. They'd had a picnic down there by the water once. There were these really spectacular plants Ivy had planted down there that flowered even in the dark. It was like a small, underground jungle paradise, actually. The air smelled wonderful, the scent, though not designed to be, was a mild aphrodisiac; well, to her and Ivy at least, not to a regular human (to one of them, Ivy had told her once, it would actually be disorienting, make it hard to think--a purposeful added security measure on Ivy's part--for her though, the beautiful scent actually seemed to help center her thoughts).
Silver went and sat on the examination bench, closing her eyes a moment and just enjoying the scent. Ivy smiled to her when she opened her eyes, then stepped between her legs, kissing her forehead, then caressing her cheek. Silver leaned into the touch gratefully and closed her eyes again. "Be right back." Ivy told softly.
Silver watched as Ivy went over to one of the counters and caressed one of her plants, taking a seed from it and putting it in a glass. She then poured water in it and used an eye dropper to put a green liquid in the water. Next, she got out a syringe and tested it. It was a fairly big syringe. There was a second smaller one too. Silver gulped a little. "Lay on your belly for me, alright darling?" Ivy asked. "And... take off your dress?"
Silver smiled a little uncertainly and did as she was told. Taking off her dress, and her underwear for good measure, she lay, face down, on the table. Ivy walked over to her and touched her leg and Silver felt herself relax at the simple, loving touch. She trusted Ivy, completely. "What now?" She asked warmly.
"This first one... has to be, it's best if, it's injected directly into your spinal column. I can't give you any anesthetic, but it shouldn't hurt much... just, stay still, don't move at all, alright?" Ivy asked her.
"Yes Ivy, I won't move." Silver agreed, trusting and obedient. She had just gotten to that place inside her where she just relaxed and decided to let Ivy make all the decisions and just believe they were the right ones. It gave her a large degree of comfort.
"Okay..." Ivy spoke, and Silver felt the small needle go into her. It did hurt a little, but she didn't move, even though it felt like maybe she should somehow. "There, done." Silver felt Ivy kissing her shoulder-blade. "You did very well."
Silver smiled a little to herself, always liking to hear praise from her lover. "What next?" She asked.
"The second needle, that goes here." Ivy indicated her left butt cheek by tracing a finger over it.
"Kinky." Silver joked.
Ivy laughed a little. "Ready?" She asked.
"As I'll ever be." Silver smiled a little dreamily. That first shot was making her feel a little blurry already.
"Okay." Ivy's voice spoke as Silver felt the bigger needle slide into her, Ivy injecting the contents into her system.
As soon as the needle was out, Silver felt herself moan and then her body tensed up and she grit her teeth, feeling very awake again. "Hurts..." She complained.
She felt herself being turned over onto her back. Ivy got on top of her and held her down. "Look at me, lover, just look at me. It'll be okay. Just stay focused on me." She instructed her calmly. Silver did as she was told and looked into those eyes she so loved and saw love reflected back. Her body jerked and she arched her back and moaned, but Ivy held her tightly down and kept her eyes locked onto her. Until something seemed to ease inside her and she relaxed, gasping, her eyes opening wide.
"I feel... hot... like..."
"Like you need to burn off some energy, right?" She asked.
"...Yeah..." Silver agreed, questioningly. Ivy herself had gone through this too, Silver imagined. Only she hadn't had anyone to help her. "What should I do?" She asked. Her body felt warm and tense. Like she wanted to either be... violent, or amorous. She greatly was in favor of the amorous option.
"What do you want to do?" Ivy asked.
"Make love..." She admitted, her eyes holding onto Ivy's gaze with intensity.
Ivy smiled to her. "There's a bed over there." She let her hands free. "We've got a half-hour or so before you need the next stage... We can do whatever you want." She offered.
Silver got a little of a wicked smile on her lips. "Really?"
"I'm yours." Ivy promised, a soft, sensuous, and somewhat submissive smile on her lips as she got up off the table, took off her clothing while Silver watched, and lifted her up in her arms. Silver smiled and wrapped her arms around Ivy's shoulders and snuggled close to be carried the short distance to the lab's bed, which was, like the one in their room, made of vines and leaves and growing things, except this one was more like a large hammock in an alcove full of plants, many of them flowering and sweet-smelling. The plants were so pretty, and when Ivy touched them, more flowers started to bloom. Ivy set her down gently and then got on top of her. "What do you want, Silver? I'll do whatever you tell me." She told her.
Silver thrilled at that. "Kiss me..." She commanded.
Ivy did, such tender, intense kisses. "More... touch me more..." Silver told her. Ivy did as she was told, pressing her lips harder, their tongues dancing together, Ivy's dominating hers. Ivy's hands were all over her it seemed, her body pressing down on hers. Silver's body was responding greedily, sliding against the dominating form above her, resisting her so she could feel Ivy's superior strength hold her down. She craved this touch, Ivy's touch now, as much as she ever had. "Take me, Ivy, own me, don't be... don't be gentle with me, I need you..." She moaned.
"Whatever you want..." Ivy breathed.
"I want you in me..." Silver breathed, the need within her welling up. She felt jittery and her body was burning inside, and she felt like... like she was already missing something she'd had before, like she didn't belong to Ivy quite as much as she had before already, even though it wasn't supposed to happen yet. Not yet. And she wanted Ivy to claim that part of her back. "Take me, all... all of me..." Silver begged as Ivy's lips nipped at her neck, Ivy's hands were on her breast and in her hair, her thigh pressed between hers. Silver held Ivy to her as she felt Ivy bite her skin, almost enough to draw blood, but not quite. Soon, Ivy's lips were on her mouth again, her hand between Silver's legs, fingers penetrating her deeply, exploring, claiming. Ivy's thumb was pressing into her clit, hard, her fingers touching her just right, ratcheting up her desire. Ivy's lips went to her ear next, licking, sucking. Silver moaned and held on. Ivy was driving into her now, pressing hard and rocking her, stroking around her g-spot, grazing it, then pressing in forcefully, making Silver cry out a shuddering orgasm. She felt exultant. And Ivy stayed with her, stroking her just so. Her breathing was hard. She felt like her body was thrumming and she impulsively turned Ivy over onto her back and claimed her mouth in a hungry, desperate kiss. "Touch me..." She asked Ivy. "Touch me..." She brought Ivy's hand back to her sex and then, when she felt those magical fingers working again, she brought her own finger's to Ivy's sex and felt it wet and welcoming to her. "Yes... So good..." She sighed into Ivy's shoulder and she bit her lip and moved her body with Ivy's, in a slowly building rhythm.
"Oh, Silver...." She heard Ivy breathe. "Oh, lover..."
Ten minutes later found her mouth on Ivy's tit, sucking greedily as she was bringing Ivy to release.
Ten minutes after that found her with her head between Ivy's legs, Ivy's head between hers. The fever in her was finally starting to abate some and she felt more normal again, more steady, but also more... strong, powerful, and... connected. She could feel Ivy like she hadn't been able to before. Feel how much more beautiful, how much more precious and wonderful she was than Silver had even thought possible. And she could feel the green, growing things around them, feel the Earth herself (and that was literal, the Earth was female, she could tell now). And she wanted to feel the sun on her again, could almost sense it's warmth above her through the ground. She felt herself building to another orgasm and her mind just kind of exploded when it happened, like she could feel so much of the world, the living world. No wonder Ivy was like she was about her cause. To protect this feeling...
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