Love And Lust White Rabbit

The Gotham Docklands were one of the more eerily quiet parts of the city...as a mainly abandoned section of Gotham, it was a pretty common meeting place for drug deals and gang meetings.

And in the case of the infamous assassin Copperhead AKA Larissa Diaz, the warehouse she was currently situated in was a good hideout to store her various poison-laced weapons.

Until Black Canary and Spoiler burst through the wood planks covering one of the broken windows, their blonde curtains of hair swinging wildly behind their costumed figures.

"Qué Carajo?!? How did--?" Larissa's dark eyes were only surprised for a moment before her gaze flickered back to one of her tables, where her various poison-tipped arsenal was placed; the next moment she dove towards the table, scrambling to put on her poison-tipped gloves. "Doesn't matter. You're gonna be pájaras muertas either way!"

"No!" Exclaimed Stephanie, rushing forward to intercept her without thinking.

"Wait!" Dinah was right behind her, narrowly tugging on Stephanie's purple cape and yanking the younger woman back right at the last minute. Larissa had her venom-laced talons equipped in less than a minute, making a vicious swipe at Stephenie and missing her stunned face by a couple millimeters.

"Whoa!"

Dinah advanced on the snake-themed assassin, uppercutting and sending her back before she could even react. She turned back and gave the mortified Stephanie a soft, yet stern glance. "I'm glad you and Huntress wear capes so I can do that anytime I'm on a mission with either of you."

Larissa recovered quickly, flashing her glistening claws menacingly as she growled, "See this, chica? It's my newest batch, got it straight from the source: a Terciopelo viper. I heard it's very good at its job; it causes instant tissue death. I was gonna test it out on some ratas, but you pendejas will do!" Then, she leapt at Dinah, aiming her talons for the skilled combatant's face.

But before she could get the chance to test her new poison out, Stephanie swung her bo staff and shattered the lethal tips of Larissa's gloves. "Ay! Do you know how hard it took to get those! I'm gonna--oof!"

Stephanie slammed the blunt end of her staff into Larissa's stomach and shoved her back with a scoff. "I don't think so, snake breath!" She inspected the bright green slashes on her staff and cringed. "Damn it, I just got that bloodstain off this thing!"

Thoroughly declawed from her venom-laced talons, Dinah engaged Larissa in a brief but effective fisticuff, with the Latina Copperhead learning very quickly that despite her own impressive fight skills, she wasn't even close to being on Black Canary's level combat-wise. "Fuck this!"

The snakeskin leather-garbed contortionist then proceeded to narrowly avoid Dinah's next roundhouse kick--by unnaturally bending her spine back--and flipped past the older blonde towards her other poison-stocked table.

This time, Larissa didn't bother trying to replace her broken gloves: she simply began throwing whatever she could find on the table--poisoned darts, knives, even just the venom vials by themselves.

Dinah gave Stephanie a quick nod before declaring, "Let's end this." The fishnet-wearing siren then took cover by using the other table as a shield. At the same time, Stephanie diverted Larissa's attention by taking the assassin head-on, using her staff to deflect the poisoned sharp objects thrown at her, and threw her own weapon back: a smoke bomb.

The room immediately filled with foggy gas, though this didn't stop Larissa from charging at Stephanie, two bowie knives in both hands and dripping with snake venom. "That was a mista-!"

And right in that moment two things happened: the smoke cleared, and Black Canary leapt between them, a confident smirk on her face as she opened her mouth and let out her world-famous canary cry right into Larissa's stunned face.

SKREEEEE!!!

The impact of the supersonic wail caused the female Copperhead to fly backwards in the air, hitting the back wall of the warehouse and slumped over with a low groan.

"Why didn't you just start with that?" Stephanie grumbled as she quickly used one of her bat-ropes from her belt to tie up the recovering snake-themed criminal.

"I wanted to test out what you need to improve on in the field. So far, I've come to the conclusion to stop letting Huntress train you from now on. Plus, it's more fun to humble internationally infamous assassins like this one from time to time." Dinah replied cheerfully before crouching down to be at eye-level with Larissa, then snapped her fingers. "Okay, playtimes over, Copperhead. We already know who your target was in Gotham, what we want is the name of the guy who actually hired you for the job."

Larissa didn't answer at first, simply glaring silently at her and immaturely flicking out her forked tongue to hiss at Dinah, though she dropped the act when she heard the blonde clear her throat threateningly. "Okay, okay! Just give me a second to get my hearing back, my head's still ringing from your frickin' super scream!"

"You'll be fine. Who hired you?" Dinah repeated again.

"My client...paid me a fuckton of money to keep my mouth shut. But I might be flexible to that deal..." Larissa hissed again teasingly, "...Depending on how much you're willing to pay ME to snitch, puta."

"Okay, if we're going to do things this way, then-"

"Canary! Look at this." Stephanie had been inspecting Copperhead's venom supply as Dinah conducted her interrogation and recognized a insignia on one of the vial containers. "The Kobra Cult! That rogue Kobra agent you caught last week did mention a secret base in Gotham--so maybe they're the ones who hired Copperhead!"

"You think I'd actually work for those robe-wearing lunáticos? Hah!" Larissa spat the ground besides Dinah's heeled feet, an angry glint now in her snake-like eyes. "Just because I buy some snake venom and splicing enhancements from them every now and then doesn't mean I'd do a job for those guys! And even if I wanted to, those weirdos are so broke they couldn't even hire me to take out the trash for them!"

"So you at least know where those guys are here." Dinah crossed her arms under her substantial chest that was already being pushed up by her jacket and smiled. "Sounds like we're gonna be holding onto you for a little longer, assassin."

"What? Why don't we just throw her in Arkham, we can visit her anytime we want there." Stephanie interjected with a confused look in her eyes, the only part of her face not obscured by a purple-black mask. "And isn't she one of the eleven inmates who escaped last Monday, we can't just-"

Larissa interrupted Stephanie's question before Dinah could correct her. "That's a different Copperhead, cabrona! The guy who you're looking for wears an actual freaking snake costume and is a guy! He even filed a lawsuit against me for copyright infringement over me 'stealing his name'!"

"Oh." Stephanie blinked, looking over at Dinah and cringed again. "I didn't know there were two of them..."

"I think there's actually three Copperheads, wait, it actually might be four, I can't keep track-" Dinah shook her head. "The point is, this Copperhead is an international criminal, and will probably get extradited back to Central America if we turn her in. So she's gonna be staying in a cell back at the Clocktower until she spills."

"Hey, if the cells there are nicer than the ones I'm used to, forget about me talking." Larissa laughed, before growling darkly, "Then again, I might tell you my secrets if you tell me yours, pájaros. For starters, who fucking ratted my hideout to you two--!"

"Not gonna happen." Dinah rubbed her eyes. This was a late mission, even for her. "I wish Nightwing was here, he's a lot better at playing nice cop than I am..."

"Nightwing?" Just at the sound of his name alone, Larissa instantly changed her whole demeanor, straightening up her crouched back, widening her eyes, pushing her busty chest (already squeezed tightly by Stephanie's rope that bound her statuesque figure) and licking her full lips salaciously. "I've heard some rumors about him being in Gotham from the women's wing in Arkham, apparently he's been screwing some of the lucky putas that he catches...In that case, new deal: I'll talk if I get to be up close and personal with tall, dark, no handsome..."

"Here we go again.." Dinah groaned, rolling her eyes and resisting the urge to laugh at how pissed Helena was gonna be when she learnt Copperhead's terms and conditions back at the Watchtower later.

"Speaking of Nightwing, I thought he was gonna meet up with us after his 'source' told him about this place." Stephanie walked over to them as Dinah stood up. "What's taking him so long?"

This time, Dinah laughed out loud. "His source."

***

"Mmmph-ahhn~~you caught me again, baby!"

Dick was currently in a position he had no problem getting used to; making out with a sexy, busty woman dressed in nothing but bunny-themed lingerie, his hands squeezing her exposed asscheeks as he picked her up from the ground. Her curvy body intimately straddled his, the white-haired White Rabbit already wrapping her legs around his waist, squishing her ample cleavage against his chest, and impatiently grinding her barely-covered cunt against the skintight layer of clothing over his groin.

"Mmm-you want me to catch you, slutty bunny-" Dick whispered huskily after stealing another kiss from her, then peppering her neck with more affectionate pecks. "Easter was last week, you know. You dress like this and run around in your underwear because you want me to have fun with you...the question is...what am I going to do with you tonight?"

White Rabbit giggled cutely as she ran her gloved hand through Dick's hair, her other hand slipping down between her legs and into his pants, "The same thing we do every time you catch me...only tonight I wanna go all the way..."

As the busty bunny woman began to enthusiastically fondle his length, Dick reflected on how his 'relationship' with White Rabbit had evolved in only a week: the rabbit-themed vigilante proclaimed to simply be a 'free spirit' who used her revealing themed outfit to connect with other costumed villains while not being one herself. White Rabbit had been very good at getting answers out of dumb and horny small-time crooks thanks to her seductive personality and scantily-clad costume, frequenting known supervillain dens such as the My Alibi nightclub, the Stacked Deck parlour, Bar 8, and the Penguin's Iceberg Lounge.

The only crimes the White Rabbit had technically committed was criminal association, trespassing, and possibly indecent exposure, though Dick didn't particularly mind that last one...

She also claimed to Dick on their many intimate meet-ups that while she wasn't a crime-fighter like he and the Birds of Prey were, the bunny babe was still very much on the 'good guys' side, preferring to be an anonymous informant from the criminal underworld. So far, White Rabbit had given them bread crumbs of where the Arkham escapees Scarecrow and Magpie could be found, and tonight, led Dick to the female Copperhead's hideout. She was proving to be a reliable ally...still, Dick had questions about her that needed answers.

"We could do that--but if we're gonna take things to the next level, I think we should get to know each other better~" Dick nibbled on her real ear before using his forehead to nudge her floppy 'bunny ear' away from his masked face. "For instance, how did you get that ability to teleport? Or get those lovely eyes of yours to turn pink?"

"Oommph, don't be like that! The whole point of the masks is that we don't know who we are underneath them!" With a huff, White Rabbit pulled away from Dick--and turned around, shimmying her shapely booty, her buttcheeks bouncing hypnotically, only a flimsy thong hiding her womanhood from him. "Look at me, hot stuff...does it really matter who I am when I got an ass and tits like this?" To emphasize her point, she began to hop on the heels of her stilettos, causing her abundant bosom confined in her corset to jiggle shamelessly, "So unless you're taking your mask off with me, I think we should stay Nightwing and White Rabbit for now--"

Dick laughed, gesturing to his domino mask, "And you know how much this hides my face, honey bunny."

White Rabbit laughed with him. "I know that you're a sexy hunk under that mask; I bet you've got some pretty eyes under there."

"Not as pretty as yours."

"Charmer." White Rabbit stuck her hand in Dick's pants again, though she kept her back (and prestigious thong-clad ass) turned towards him. "But your eyes aren't what I want to see tonight." With a lecherous grin, she yanked down his pants and underwear, causing his semi-hard member to flop stiffly against the bunny-themed woman's wobbling posterior. "Hello again~My favorite carrot~~"

For the past week, Dick and White Rabbit had consummated their mutually beneficial dalliances by doing almost everything but intercourse: she'd given him blowjobs, handjobs, and coaxed out various loads out of him with her thick thighs--and in turn he'd eaten her out, fingered her squelching slit, and dry humped her thong until it was nearly buried up her pillowy ass and soaked through with precum. They usually tried to do this in private, discreet places to not get the wrong kind of attention, and tonight, Dick had chased White Rabbit into an abandoned mattress store after she'd shown him where Copperhead was holed up.

"Haa-mmn, I caught you!" White Rabbit mewled sensually as she trapped his freed manhood between her toned yet marshmallow-soft thighs. "Mm, I love feeling your big cock throb between my squishy thighs--aahn, you better hold it in, handsome, or you're gonna make a mess like last time!"

"Not gonna happen. Like you said, we should go all the way tonight." Dick's hands initially wrapped around White Rabbit's shapely waist before migrating upwards to firmly grope her big breasts, nearly squeezing them out of her top.

"NMMM!" White Rabbit let out a throaty gasp as Dick began to intensly knead her pale tits, causing her body to writhe feverishly in his grip, her thighs now wetly slapping against aching shaft and dripping wet from his precum. "Oooh, I can't wait anymore! Do it, Nightwing! Put your big carrot inside me!"

Dick didn't need any further incentives, pulling back and freeing his prick from between her quivering thighs, expertly using his rigid erection to tug on her cottontail-thong and yank it aside to unveil her pink little pussy. Then, after briefly aligning himself, he shoved the first few inches of his length into White Rabbit.

The full-figured bunny reacted loudly the second he entered her. "AHH-AHHMMM!!! Fuuuuck! Baby! Your carrot's so fucking big inside my tight bunny pussy! Ah, hah, AH!" She practically threw herself back, clapping her voluptuous derrière against his waist, desperate to get every inch of him.

"Yeah, that's right!" Dick grunted, still molding her soft tits in his hands and struggling to stand, his playboy bunny lover's insistent gyrating becoming too much to handle all at once. "Take my carrot, this is what you get for being such a good! Fucking! Bunny!" He emphasized his last words with a couple particularly vicious thrusts, burying his member balls deep into the platinum blonde.

"YES!" With a joyous squeal, White Rabbit came, her juicy quim spasming fiercely around his invading manhood. She slammed her heart-shaped ass back against his pelvis so forcefully she actually caused Dick to fall back onto his ass. Luckily, there were plenty of discarded mattresses he managed to soften his fall, but White Rabbit didn't care, impaling her silky pussy down on his prick and chanting heatedly, "I'm a good bunny! I'm a good fucking bunny! Mmm-nnaghh!!!" The rabbit ears that were attached to her mask were now bouncing as intensely as her fleshy curves were.

"Aahh-fuck! Slow-mmn-down!" Dick hissed, losing hold of her gelatinous breasts and resigning himself to laying on the mattress with White Rabbit animalistically hopping up and down on his cock. The way she was acting, Dick figured that she took the whole "breeding like rabbits" phrase very literally.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME!!!" White Rabbit was snarling now, throwing her head back after experiencing another explosive orgasm. Dick was close as well, leaning toward slightly to pump his hips one last time in warning, "CUM IN YOUR SLUTTY BUNNY! AHHN, FUCK IT, BREED ME, GIVE ME A LITTER OF BUNNY BABIESSS!!! OUAGHH!!!"

Thanks to Ivy's biological enhancements, Dick didn't have to worry about THAT--so he simply groaned and thrust his hips right at the peak of his climax, piercing his member deep into White Rabbit's inner walls, and came inside her. "Fuck!"

"HAAAHHH-AHHMMN!" White Rabbit let out another loud yowl when she felt rope after rope of his jism pump into her quim. "OOOH, THERE'S SO MUCH INSIDE ME!!! IT'S SO WAAARM!!! UMMPH!" Then, finally slowing down, the bunny woman collapsed on top of Dick, keeping his spurting prick deep inside her pussy.

A few minutes later, the energetic bunny babe pulled away from him, popping his deflated length from her sticky pussy, and was on her knees over the former Robin, already making an effort to get him hard again by impatiently stroking the base of his member.

"Mmn, you're a dangerous man, Nightwing~~" White Rabbit's elbow length gloves were made of a soft material, though it was the way her tits heaved in her corset that was causing all the blood to rush into his rehardening erection. "Cumming inside a girl without knowing if she's on birth control or not...'cause I'm not, so now I might really give birth to your litter in nine months with how much spunk you just put in me..."

"Don't worry about that, I have a...special ability to control how fertile my seed is," Dick sighed as White Rabbit began to lay gentle kisses on his shaft with her soft lips, then began to suckle his glans, her gloved hand now caressing his balls. "Did you really think I run around and knock up bad girls like Roxy Rocket for fun or something?"

"Mmn, maybe you only knock up good girls, like your favorite cum bunny--just look at how much you filled up my slutty pussy! Now I really am the White Rabbit..." White Rabbit cooed sexily in-between giving Dick's manhood long, loving licks, covering every inch of him in her spit. She then paused, eyeing the faded bite mark Harley Quinn had left on his prick the weekend he'd set out to Gotham with mild disdain, and said, "Because it looks to me that you've had too many experiences with bad girls who've been treating your poor cock like an actual carrot...poor baby, you need a good girl to make you feel better..."

Dick, who was somewhat uncomfortable with how obsessed White Rabbit was on the topic of getting impregnated, stood up slightly, with the White Rabbit now snuggling on the lower half of his somewhat-aching body. "By giving me another blowjob?"

"I thought of something even better-" White Rabbit giggled, pulling down her bustier and releasing her ample breasts, causing her pale orbs to bounce hypnotically. They were massive yet firm, and as Dick suspected, around Kory's size (F-Cup), with her jiggling mounds peaked by small pink nipples. The busty bunny then wrapped her large tits around his cock, biting her lip at the sensation of his wet hot prick jutting in and out of her boobs, "I've never done this before...do you like it?"

Moving his pelvis and beginning to thrust his length deep inside her ample cleavage, Dick grinned back at her, his hands joining hers in squeezing her big breasts together. "I love it, haah-"

Plap! Plap! Plap!

The sounds of his hips smacking into her plush tits began to reverberate around the empty building, followed by White Rabbit's eager cries of encouragement and Dick's winded gasps, with the white-haired woman greatly enjoying seeing the pleasure on Dick's face from how her titfuck nearly engulfed the entire length of his manhood, with only his glistening cockhead able to pop out from between her cavernous cleavage.