Nyssa al Ghul glanced at the cheap bedside clock for probably the fifth time in the last five minutes. She tried to concentrate on her book, but it was no use. Normally she was in better control of her emotions, but it was impossible to do so now she was so very close to regaining her beloved, along with the most wonderful bonus possible.
She couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't do anything except think about Felicity Smoak and Sara Lance, and the two incredible threesomes they'd had together, and most importantly the life they might share if the two blondes were to agree to her little indecent proposal and allow her to join their relationship.
Even though many erotic images echoed through Nyssa's mind she never once touched herself, knowing her own fingers couldn't do justice to what she had felt while sharing the bed of her beloved Sara and the enchanting Felicity.
Nyssa was also holding onto the vague hope that she would see them today, and they would be able to engage in more of the kind of fun they'd had the last two times, although it was far from a guarantee.
It was still less than 24 hours since they had last parted ways, and it was reasonable to assume they would need more time to think about her proposal. On the other hand, if they felt anything close to what she did, they wouldn't be able to stay away.
So while Nyssa tried to remember her training and be realistic she couldn't help but jump off the cheap hotel bed and pretty much run to the door the second she heard a firm and steady knock.
It was unlikely that an assassin would do such a thing, but not completely out of the question they would attempt to catch her off guard. Other fools had made the same mistake.
Happily, when she cautiously looked through the peephole all she saw was an adorably nervous looking Felicity Smoak and her beloved Sara Lance, who was also clearly nervous but hiding it well. Although she felt the same way Nyssa couldn't help smiling briefly before opening the door and trying not to look too hopeful or needy.
"Beloved." Nyssa nodded at Sara once the door was opened, then turned to Felicity and nodded to her too, "Beloved. I am very happy to see you both. And so soon since we last spoke."
"May we come in?" Sara asked softly, doing a good job of hiding her decision.
This made Nyssa nervous, but she nodded and stepped aside, "Of course."
Sara strolled into the room, openly and quickly checking for a danger before naturally finding none. Felicity followed and also looked around, although Nyssa doubted that she was checking for danger.
More liked that she was trying to find something nice to say about the tiny hotel room that Nyssa had chosen, and struggling to find it. This made Nyssa briefly smile again as she shut the door behind them and turned to her guests.
Smiling was something Nyssa rarely did, and yet it was becoming more frequent now she was spending time around Felicity, again proving why Sara was so smitten with her, and why Nyssa was falling just as hard for the girl.
"Erm, nice place." Felicity mumbled unconvincingly.
Nyssa scoffed, "My father has denied me my inheritance, but I made preparations for such an unfortunate turn of events long before he became completely unreasonable. I assure you both, I have a small fortune at my disposal."
"It's standard procedure in the League." Sara chimed in, explaining to Felicity, "Hide in plain sight, and not draw attention to ourselves."
"Which a big expensive suite would do, I get it." Felicity nodded, before focusing on Nyssa, "We're here to talk. I mean, obviously we're here to talk, and we're talking now, but we're here to talk-talk, you know?"
"I think she does, sweetie." Sara grinned at her blushing and rambling girlfriend, before turning her attention to her ex, "We have some conditions."
Face brightening Nyssa replied, "Of course."
"First, no killing." Felicity said firmly, briefly glancing at Sara before adding, "Or at least not unless it's absolutely necessary."
Nyssa nodded, "I anticipated as much."
"You need to join Team Arrow, so we can keep an eye on you." Sara chimed in.
"If I must." Nyssa agreed.
"And you have to recognise Oliver as team leader and follow his orders." Felicity added.
Nyssa's eyes narrowed, "Now you're just being unreasonable."
"Nyssa." Sara gently scolded.
"Fine." Nyssa grumbled.
"We're not saying you have to respect him, you just have to be united with us behind him. At least when it comes to combat, Because any unit which isn't united will fall." Sara said, "You taught me that."
"I know." Nyssa nodded, "And I never said I didn't respect him. I merely do not like him. Or understand your interest in him beyond his skill as a warrior, and perhaps his misguided belief that he can save his city."
"Maybe if she saw him on the salmon ladder." Felicity mumbled, before blushing as the other two women looked at her.
"I don't think that would make a difference to Nyssa, babe. She just doesn't swing that way." Sara smiled, before becoming serious again, "I know I do not need to tell you to be at least civil to our friends, but for the sake of covering our basis I really must insist."
"Of course." Nyssa nodded, "I swear to treat them with respect... anything else?"
"Honesty." Felicity said softly, drawing the attention of the other women for the right reasons, "One of the main reasons I fell for Sara so quickly is that she never lied to me. Sure, she only told me about everything with the island, and you, when she was ready, but there is a difference between that and-"
