TV and blowjob

The weekend comfort fell over them and they cuddled together without much thought. Inevitably, due to their remarkably high libidos, one thing led to another and Cassandra started deepthroating him.

Aaron stroked the head bobbing up and down his cock. The television was on and describing the details behind the international organization, Leviathan, and Markovia, a country for metahumans. Not too long ago, the entire nation was bought out by the Leviathan Organization under Mark Shaw. The announcement was chilling as Mark Shaw went into detail about the state of the world, about the alleged corruption of the largest governments, and the fundamental problems with men like Lex Luthor and the US government in power. He illustrated the broad effects of their carelessness and the measures they took to maintain their positions in spite of their criminal acts.

According to Lois Lane, the reporter at the Daily Planet who exposed the organization and its leader, Leviathan allegedly had the means to combat the Justice League. They were dangerous, they were mysterious, and they were responsible for a **** of Lois' father, Sam Lane, Senator and former US Army General.

It was a massive deal. The whole situation had blown up on every social media and even at work it was a never ending topic.

"I hope you weren't involved in this," Aaron said, peering down at Cassandra. She deepthroated him to his base, throat tightening, then went back up.

She coughed, holding her throat, and shook her head. "No. Barbara and Batman, yes. Not me."

"That's good."

Naked on a Sunday morning, watching television, getting deepthroated by Gotham's very own Batgirl–who could ask for a better morning? Aaron certainly couldn't.

Work had been cancelled on Thursday and Friday as a result of the gas leak and neither of them had anything else to do. Therefore, they fucked nonstop. Just pure, unadulterated rutting. His apartment reeked of sweat, metal, and salt. He opened the window but the winter chill prevented him from letting it vent his living space for long.

He grabbed her ass and massaged it tenderly.

"They are connected to the League of Assassins," Cassandra suddenly said. She lay flat on her stomach, chin on his thigh and legs swinging in the air. She scanned his cock and traced the veins with her finger as if it was an experiment. His cock never, ever went down and she found it curious how infallible it was. "Tim told me yesterday that Talia Al Ghul isn't the leader of the League of Assassins anymore. It's Angel Breaker."

"I have no idea who that is," Aaron said.

"New villain. Trained by Black Canary and my mother. Wields Angel Breaker sword. She wanted me to train her. I refused."

"O-okay."

Her index finger began rubbing the underside of his mushroom head. "Talia works for the D.E.O. It was after she was arrested by them."

"That sounds…risky."

Cassandra's head shifted up and down on his thigh. Her legs fell down. "Mhm. Nobody told me until last week. It also means…" She breathed in and out. Steady but brimming with emotion. "...my mother. She leads the League of Shadows–"

"Which is different from the League of Assassins," Aaron cut in. She chuckled.

"Mhm. It is a splinter group. Once, it was under the control of Ra's al Ghul. Then, mother. Then, Talia al Ghul, then my mother again."

"Oh." Aaron blinked twice. "Oh. I see."

"Yes. My mother might be on our side." There was a shaky excitement in her tone. "She's working with my father and the Penguin because she has to. Because she needs to protect Gotham."

"The question is…from who?"

Cassandra sucked in a breath and glanced at the TV. "Leviathan."

"What even are they? I know they're a big deal and anti-capitalist but I don't think they've done anything world-ending. Their work consists of…what? Wanting to expose government secrets and corruption? It's not what I'd consider pure evil."

"We thought Talia al Ghul founded it. She wanted to mind-control all of Gotham and its children through the food supply. It was evil. It used to be evil. But then Mark Shaw said he, um." Her face scrunched up and struggled to find the word. "Orced…uh…um…"

"Orchestrated?" Aaron suggested kindly.

"Yes, that. Mark said he orcisted Talia's plans. He betrayed her and now all her assassins and resources are his."

He ignored her mispronunciation. "That's awfully complicated," Aaron mused aloud. "So what does Mark Shaw with the new Leviathan want?"

"World domination," Cassandra replied. She grimaced and her voice went hard and low. "The D.E.O., A.R.G.U.S., Checkmate, and Spyra. All were brainwashed by Leviathan. Only the D.E.O has escaped."

"Where Talia works," he supplied.

"Mm." Her tongue suddenly licked his shaft. A small taste as if she simply wanted the flavour for comfort. "Tim theorized that Leviathan wanted Penguin and my mother in their operations. They refused. Now, they are at odds."

'So that's why the Penguin was so scared. This powerful organization capable of buying out entire countries is after him.'

"I can't believe so much happens in Gotham without the people knowing," Aaron commented. "The League of Assassins is working with these Leviathan guys to take out the Penguin and assert their control over the Gotham underworld. Am I getting this right?"

Cassandra nodded. "Luke said they are doing this kind of stuff in Africa."

Aaron frowned. "Jeez."

"Yes. They are powerful. Discreet. Slow and meticulous and patient."

If a group this powerful was parading around Gotham, then that did not bode well for anyone. As if fate was warning him, a breaking headline flashed across the news. The fiery glare of Vicki Vale appeared and she stood in front of what seemed to be property wrapped in green.

"Yesterday night, at 11 p.m, We Are Robins engaged Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy right here, in this building. According to witnesses, the battle was one-sided and two of the Robins were gravely injured," Vicki announced, speaking into her mic with great passion. "Authorities have been attempting to contact the owner, to no avail. The building appeared to be housing dangerous goods, which exploded in the middle of the conflict."

Aaron stood up straight, his dick practically wilting and dropping to the leather of the sofa. The college students, the Robins, fought Harley and Ivy? Were they crazy? Nothing short of Batman and Nightwing could defeat them.