Unforseen. With chloeas.

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver lay behind Chloe in the now-rumpled bedsheets, his arm wrapped possessively around her waist. They were both still trembling a little from the intensity of his homecoming present: her naked in his bed. He pressed his lips against her bare shoulder. He brushed some hair back and away from her neck, kissing her there, as well

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[dl_greenarrow]

"Like I did you earlier," he responded, smirking back at her, then groaning as she teased him. "Get down here." He slid his hands up to her hips, pulling her forward.

[chloeas]

She leaned down, her face hoovering over his and grinned slowly, "yes?"

[dl_greenarrow]

He slid a hand into her hair and lifted up enough to crash his lips into hers.

[chloeas]

With a grin, she kissed him back, rubbing a hand down his side as she did, it was weird, but if she could, she wouldn't do anything else for days but stay in bed with him.

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver stroked a hand down her back, his fingers dancing lightly down her spine. "You are so amazing," he murmured.

[chloeas]

She shivered at his touch and grinning brightly, she took a deep breath, "you're not bad yourself..."

[dl_greenarrow]

He grinned up at her with amusement. "I know."

[chloeas]

Shrugging she lifted a hand to his hair as she leaned down closer again, sliding her fingers through it and holding on to his hair firmly and kissing his hard.

[dl_greenarrow]

Oliver met the intensity of her kiss with his own. "You've been driving me crazy," he admitted when they came up for air a few moments later. His eyes were darker than usual. "I'm starting to think I'm going to have to start flying to Metropolis twice a week."

[chloeas]

After looking at him for a second, she lowered her head to his neck, "glad my plan is working..." she mumbled before sucking on his pulse point.

[dl_greenarrow]

"You're a little bit wicked. I like it." He smirked, shutting his eyes and shuddering a little involuntarily.

[chloeas]

At that, she pulled her head back and looked up at him, mock disapproving look on her face, "'a little bit wicked,' is that really the best I can get?"

[dl_greenarrow]

He arched an eyebrow at her, amused by her disapproval. "Maybe you're not trying hard enough," he teased.

[chloeas]

She lifted her hips and rubbed against him again, slowly, shivering as she did, "maybe you need to show me more."

[dl_greenarrow]

He sucked in a breath and let it out slowly, sliding a hand between them and rubbing her lightly. "Good thing I'm a very giving type of guy."

[chloeas]

She didn't even try to stop a moan, she was used to him touching her like that, but every time felt amazing.

With a deep breath, she shifted against his fingers then stilled, frowning, "is that your phone?"