Title: The First Night 1/1
Title: The First Night 1/1
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Mr. and Mrs. Queen's first night in Star City.
Notes: I'm not to happy with this. It seemed fine when I wrote it last night, but as I edited it I was less then impressed. Wrote this in response to Chlolliemoon on the Chlollie LJ. Didn't come from a prompt, but I figure it fit. :)
Oliver glanced up when the door to bathroom opened. As Chloe exited she flipped out the light and before she even made it to her side of the bed he could smell her. That familiar mix of soaps and lotions he had become so accustomed to when she finished a shower. At some point, a long time ago, he had observed how is bedroom and bathroom had stopped smelling of just him. Her scent was everywhere. On him, his bed, his clothes, his shower.
“Who is the workaholic now?” Chloe teased as she came to the edge of the mattress and crawled onto it. Still on her hands and knees she kissed his cheek and settled next to him on her side, head propped up on her hand as she looked to see what was displayed on his laptop.
“Just going over my schedule while you showered.” Shutting it, Oliver placed the laptop on his nightstand and laid back, wrapping an arm around her body and pulling her closer. She came easily, folding her arms on his chest and propping her chin on her hands, watching him. “What?”
“Nothing.” Chloe said with a grin. He arched one eyebrow, no doubt suspecting that it wasn’t nothing. “It’s a little surreal.”
Surreal could be good or bad, but from the smile on her face, that actually reach her eyes, he knew what she meant. Smiling, he reached up and combed her hair from her face. “I’ve been thinking...”
“Uh oh.”
Oliver narrowed his eyes at her teasing and tapped her nose. “You may be smarter, but I am somewhat capable.”
“And here I thought you were all brawn and good looks,” Chloe teased.
“I don’t know how I got on without out you,” he responded dryly. The grin on her face widened and he smiled softly at her. Not necessarily because of her words, but at how happy she finally was. For weeks he had noticed how unhappy she had been. For some reason when she came back he thought she would fall right back into her Watchtower roll, but she hadn’t, and that had been his first clue. Chloe might be smarter then him, but he was very observant, and he had picked up on the hints that Chloe would be making a change soon enough, luckily he had anticipated it.
“You didn’t.” Chloe said simply and smirked. The smile on his face slowly slipped and she found her own disappearing also. Somehow his mood had suddenly changed. “What?”
Although he knew she was joking, her words were true. Oliver really hadn’t gotten on well before Chloe. Things were different for him then, half the time not good. Random hook ups, pining after the wrong woman, questioning his other persona, drunken binges. Each time he got back up something always happened to knock him back down again. Oliver was prone to falling of the wagon. When Chloe had left, his greatest fear had been that she wouldn’t return, but just below that would be that he wouldn’t be able to handle her disappearance. He remembered sitting there, imagining the next few months of his life. The pain had been to much, and Oliver had already set himself up for failure. As the days turned into weeks, it was only the hope that she would return that kept him sane. Chloe had given her life up to save him. The last thing he could have done was go on a drunken rampage to the ruin of himself and the Green Arrow. It would have disappointed her, and that was the last thing he wanted to do. He wanted to be worthy of what she had done for him.
Seeing the concern in her eyes he quickly shook away the negative thoughts and smiled again. “Nothing. Anyway, as I was saying before you damaged my ego...” The smile was back, and he marveled at how easy it had been to make it appear again. He only prayed he always had it within his ability to make her smile like that.
“I’m sorry,” Chloe fake pouted and scooted up his body to kiss his lips. “What can I do to stroke your ego?” He smirked and Chloe rolled her eyes. “I should have known those words would have your mind in the gutter.”
“I’m sorry, but you can’t say the word stroke without it going there. We’ll get to that later, trust me. Our first night in Star City is not going to consist of sleeping.”
Chloe rolled her eyes and pushed off his chest. “Well with promises like that,” Chloe sat up and threw a leg over his body, straddling his hips, “you better hurry up and finish what you have to say.”
Her hands slid up his bare chest and then as they slid down again her nails drug over his skin, making the muscles in his stomach clench as they slid lower. They stopped at at the waistband of his shorts, her fingers curling under the elastic. “Is that my hint to hurry up?”
Chloe smiled, grabbing the bottom of her shirt and pulling it over her head, tossing it carelessly to the side, leaving her in only a pair of modest panties. Lowering herself, bare breasts pressing against his bare chest, she kissed him. His hands went immediately to her back, caressing her with slow strokes. Slowly, he began to grow between her legs. Warmth pooled between her legs and she rode the length of him slowly, moaning into his mouth when he hardened enough that she could feel pressure on her clit.
Oliver nipped her lip and grasped her hair, pulling her head back. “You’re not listening.”
“You are talking to slow,” Chloe panted, her insides clenching at the feel of him pulling her hair and the dark look in his eyes. Reaching down between them she slid her hand into his shorts and pull him free. Settled her self on his body again she rubbed her slit along the length of him, her panties soaked and rough against her folds. When she lowered again to kiss him, the hand in her hair tightened as his tongue forced it way passed her lips. The other hand slid to her chest, finding her breast and pinching her nipple roughly. Chloe jerked against him, crying out at the sudden pain and pleasure. Sliding her hands down again, she slid her fingers beneath the elastic of of her panties, brushing her fingers over her slit. Ready for him, and unable to wait, she raised up slightly, pulled her panties to the side and impaled herself on him, gasping in response to the sudden invasion.
“Fuck.” Oliver groaned against her lips, hand fisting tighter in her hair and yanking her head back, baring her neck to him. As she rode him, he trailed open mouth kisses down the long column of neck, biting and sucking as he went. As much as Oliver loved to have her underneath him, fucking her senseless, he loved her like this just as much. There was no way to describe how much it turned him on when Chloe got impatient. Pulling her head back further, forcing her to arch her body, he raised his head to capture one nipple in his mouth. She moaned as he sucked on the hard nub and when he bit down her response was immediate. Chloe cried out, grinding onto him harder.
It was the combination of it all that sent her over the edge. The feel of him deep inside of her, the stimulation to her clit, his hand fisting her hair roughly, his mouth and hand rough on her breasts, pinching, biting, sucking...it was enough to make her scream.
Seeing Chloe come, hearing her cries and whimpers, had always been his undoing. Yanking her face back to his own he kissed her roughly, grabbing her hips and forcing her to ride him harder.
Chloe whimpered into his mouth as she gave into his hands. Within moments it was over, and she found herself laying atop his sweat slicked body, cheek resting against his shoulder as she breathed heavily. As always, his hands moved gently across her skin, fingers trailing up and down her back until her breathing was under control. “What did you want to talk about?”
Oliver chuckled. “So now that you ruin all my ideas about seducing you on our first night in Star City you want to talk?”
“I was horny.” Chloe said simply and turned turned her face up so that she could look at him. “I couldn’t wait. You could have stopped me?”
“Stop you? No. If you’re wanting to jump on and ride me I’m not going to stop you.” She grinned and he turned his head to kiss her forehead. “Now that your sated,” Oliver began as he combed her wet bangs from her forehead, “do you think you can properly listen?”
“Yes sir.”
Slapping her ass he playfully glared. “Don’t be smart.” She offered him a cheeky grin in return, but said nothing. “I don’t know what you want, but this isn’t my ideal place to live.”
“Ollie, isn’t this where you live when you’re in Star City? What’s wrong with it?”
“Nothing, it’s just...” He sighed, not exactly sure how to explain himself.
“Hold that thought.”
Oliver watched the way her eyes widened in slight alarm and she jumped up. Groaning, Oliver ignored her scamper to the bathroom and reached towards his night stand to grabbed a handful of kleenex. By the time she exited, this time completely naked, he was sufficiently cleaned off.
“Sorry,” Chloe said as she crawled back onto the bed and settled within his open arms and rested her cheek on his shoulder.
“You’re such a neat freak.”
Instead of responding Chloe rolled her eyes. “So what’s wrong with this place?”
Oliver sighed, remaining silent for a few moments. “I haven’t really lived hear in years, and it just isn’t me anymore.” He wouldn’t admit it, but when he first realized he had feelings Chloe that was more then just sexual attraction he bought a new mattress. He’d felt ridiculous as he watched them bring in the brand new expensive mattress and get rid of the old. But when he realized what she meant to him he couldn’t stand the thought of having sex with her in the same bed he’d had dozens of women in. It was under that some line of thought he decided he didn’t want to live in the same place he had in Star City for close to a decade. It wasn’t just the women, it just reminded him of a time so long ago, one that really had nothing to do with Chloe.
Seeing that it was bothering him, Chloe brought her hand up and cradled his cheek, brushing her thumb across his day old stubble. “Well what do you want?”
For a few moments, he remained silent. It wasn’t that he didn’t know, it was more like he didn’t know how to tell her. “My parents had a place on the outskirts of Star City.”
“Ollie, it’s more like an estate.” A firm slap landed on her ass and she grinned.
“Don’t be a smart ass. So fine it is large, and very out dated. But it had always been my intention to go back there, I just couldn’t figure living in it by myself and honestly I don’t think I wanted to live in it for the longest time.”
Chloe pushed herself up and scooted up his body, looking down into his face. “Ollie, we can live where ever you want. And if you want to go home, that’s perfectly fine with me.”
He swallowed roughly at the thought of going home, with Chloe. “It’s really big, it’s huge. You’re going to hate stairs.”
Chloe grinned down at him and pressed a kiss to his lips. “More places for us to hide all of our stuff in dear.”
He smirked at her words, but had no doubt in his mind that would be the first thing she would do. “You sure?”
The playful grin slowly slid away and she smiled softly. “Ollie, we can live anywhere you like. If that’s where you want to be then I do to. Just don’t complain when you start getting the electronics bill.”
“Most woman with to much room would fill it up with clothes and shoes, but you, I have to worry about computer equipment.” Of course Chloe only smiled proudly.
“Isn’t that why you love me?”
He smiled softly, because it was one of the reasons he loved her. Oliver couldn’t have seen himself loving just a random woman. Chloe knew him, she understood him. She was always challenging him to be better and when he wasn’t it, was okay, she never looked down on him. Bringing a hand up, he cradled her cheek gently, staring into her green eyes as he spoke. “Only one of many reasons.”
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Mr. and Mrs. Queen's first night in Star City.
Notes: I'm not to happy with this. It seemed fine when I wrote it last night, but as I edited it I was less then impressed. Wrote this in response to Chlolliemoon on the Chlollie LJ. Didn't come from a prompt, but I figure it fit. :)
Oliver glanced up when the door to bathroom opened. As Chloe exited she flipped out the light and before she even made it to her side of the bed he could smell her. That familiar mix of soaps and lotions he had become so accustomed to when she finished a shower. At some point, a long time ago, he had observed how is bedroom and bathroom had stopped smelling of just him. Her scent was everywhere. On him, his bed, his clothes, his shower.
“Who is the workaholic now?” Chloe teased as she came to the edge of the mattress and crawled onto it. Still on her hands and knees she kissed his cheek and settled next to him on her side, head propped up on her hand as she looked to see what was displayed on his laptop.
“Just going over my schedule while you showered.” Shutting it, Oliver placed the laptop on his nightstand and laid back, wrapping an arm around her body and pulling her closer. She came easily, folding her arms on his chest and propping her chin on her hands, watching him. “What?”
“Nothing.” Chloe said with a grin. He arched one eyebrow, no doubt suspecting that it wasn’t nothing. “It’s a little surreal.”
Surreal could be good or bad, but from the smile on her face, that actually reach her eyes, he knew what she meant. Smiling, he reached up and combed her hair from her face. “I’ve been thinking...”
“Uh oh.”
Oliver narrowed his eyes at her teasing and tapped her nose. “You may be smarter, but I am somewhat capable.”
“And here I thought you were all brawn and good looks,” Chloe teased.
“I don’t know how I got on without out you,” he responded dryly. The grin on her face widened and he smiled softly at her. Not necessarily because of her words, but at how happy she finally was. For weeks he had noticed how unhappy she had been. For some reason when she came back he thought she would fall right back into her Watchtower roll, but she hadn’t, and that had been his first clue. Chloe might be smarter then him, but he was very observant, and he had picked up on the hints that Chloe would be making a change soon enough, luckily he had anticipated it.
“You didn’t.” Chloe said simply and smirked. The smile on his face slowly slipped and she found her own disappearing also. Somehow his mood had suddenly changed. “What?”
Although he knew she was joking, her words were true. Oliver really hadn’t gotten on well before Chloe. Things were different for him then, half the time not good. Random hook ups, pining after the wrong woman, questioning his other persona, drunken binges. Each time he got back up something always happened to knock him back down again. Oliver was prone to falling of the wagon. When Chloe had left, his greatest fear had been that she wouldn’t return, but just below that would be that he wouldn’t be able to handle her disappearance. He remembered sitting there, imagining the next few months of his life. The pain had been to much, and Oliver had already set himself up for failure. As the days turned into weeks, it was only the hope that she would return that kept him sane. Chloe had given her life up to save him. The last thing he could have done was go on a drunken rampage to the ruin of himself and the Green Arrow. It would have disappointed her, and that was the last thing he wanted to do. He wanted to be worthy of what she had done for him.
Seeing the concern in her eyes he quickly shook away the negative thoughts and smiled again. “Nothing. Anyway, as I was saying before you damaged my ego...” The smile was back, and he marveled at how easy it had been to make it appear again. He only prayed he always had it within his ability to make her smile like that.
“I’m sorry,” Chloe fake pouted and scooted up his body to kiss his lips. “What can I do to stroke your ego?” He smirked and Chloe rolled her eyes. “I should have known those words would have your mind in the gutter.”
“I’m sorry, but you can’t say the word stroke without it going there. We’ll get to that later, trust me. Our first night in Star City is not going to consist of sleeping.”
Chloe rolled her eyes and pushed off his chest. “Well with promises like that,” Chloe sat up and threw a leg over his body, straddling his hips, “you better hurry up and finish what you have to say.”
Her hands slid up his bare chest and then as they slid down again her nails drug over his skin, making the muscles in his stomach clench as they slid lower. They stopped at at the waistband of his shorts, her fingers curling under the elastic. “Is that my hint to hurry up?”
Chloe smiled, grabbing the bottom of her shirt and pulling it over her head, tossing it carelessly to the side, leaving her in only a pair of modest panties. Lowering herself, bare breasts pressing against his bare chest, she kissed him. His hands went immediately to her back, caressing her with slow strokes. Slowly, he began to grow between her legs. Warmth pooled between her legs and she rode the length of him slowly, moaning into his mouth when he hardened enough that she could feel pressure on her clit.
Oliver nipped her lip and grasped her hair, pulling her head back. “You’re not listening.”
“You are talking to slow,” Chloe panted, her insides clenching at the feel of him pulling her hair and the dark look in his eyes. Reaching down between them she slid her hand into his shorts and pull him free. Settled her self on his body again she rubbed her slit along the length of him, her panties soaked and rough against her folds. When she lowered again to kiss him, the hand in her hair tightened as his tongue forced it way passed her lips. The other hand slid to her chest, finding her breast and pinching her nipple roughly. Chloe jerked against him, crying out at the sudden pain and pleasure. Sliding her hands down again, she slid her fingers beneath the elastic of of her panties, brushing her fingers over her slit. Ready for him, and unable to wait, she raised up slightly, pulled her panties to the side and impaled herself on him, gasping in response to the sudden invasion.
“Fuck.” Oliver groaned against her lips, hand fisting tighter in her hair and yanking her head back, baring her neck to him. As she rode him, he trailed open mouth kisses down the long column of neck, biting and sucking as he went. As much as Oliver loved to have her underneath him, fucking her senseless, he loved her like this just as much. There was no way to describe how much it turned him on when Chloe got impatient. Pulling her head back further, forcing her to arch her body, he raised his head to capture one nipple in his mouth. She moaned as he sucked on the hard nub and when he bit down her response was immediate. Chloe cried out, grinding onto him harder.
It was the combination of it all that sent her over the edge. The feel of him deep inside of her, the stimulation to her clit, his hand fisting her hair roughly, his mouth and hand rough on her breasts, pinching, biting, sucking...it was enough to make her scream.
Seeing Chloe come, hearing her cries and whimpers, had always been his undoing. Yanking her face back to his own he kissed her roughly, grabbing her hips and forcing her to ride him harder.
Chloe whimpered into his mouth as she gave into his hands. Within moments it was over, and she found herself laying atop his sweat slicked body, cheek resting against his shoulder as she breathed heavily. As always, his hands moved gently across her skin, fingers trailing up and down her back until her breathing was under control. “What did you want to talk about?”
Oliver chuckled. “So now that you ruin all my ideas about seducing you on our first night in Star City you want to talk?”
“I was horny.” Chloe said simply and turned turned her face up so that she could look at him. “I couldn’t wait. You could have stopped me?”
“Stop you? No. If you’re wanting to jump on and ride me I’m not going to stop you.” She grinned and he turned his head to kiss her forehead. “Now that your sated,” Oliver began as he combed her wet bangs from her forehead, “do you think you can properly listen?”
“Yes sir.”
Slapping her ass he playfully glared. “Don’t be smart.” She offered him a cheeky grin in return, but said nothing. “I don’t know what you want, but this isn’t my ideal place to live.”
“Ollie, isn’t this where you live when you’re in Star City? What’s wrong with it?”
“Nothing, it’s just...” He sighed, not exactly sure how to explain himself.
“Hold that thought.”
Oliver watched the way her eyes widened in slight alarm and she jumped up. Groaning, Oliver ignored her scamper to the bathroom and reached towards his night stand to grabbed a handful of kleenex. By the time she exited, this time completely naked, he was sufficiently cleaned off.
“Sorry,” Chloe said as she crawled back onto the bed and settled within his open arms and rested her cheek on his shoulder.
“You’re such a neat freak.”
Instead of responding Chloe rolled her eyes. “So what’s wrong with this place?”
Oliver sighed, remaining silent for a few moments. “I haven’t really lived hear in years, and it just isn’t me anymore.” He wouldn’t admit it, but when he first realized he had feelings Chloe that was more then just sexual attraction he bought a new mattress. He’d felt ridiculous as he watched them bring in the brand new expensive mattress and get rid of the old. But when he realized what she meant to him he couldn’t stand the thought of having sex with her in the same bed he’d had dozens of women in. It was under that some line of thought he decided he didn’t want to live in the same place he had in Star City for close to a decade. It wasn’t just the women, it just reminded him of a time so long ago, one that really had nothing to do with Chloe.
Seeing that it was bothering him, Chloe brought her hand up and cradled his cheek, brushing her thumb across his day old stubble. “Well what do you want?”
For a few moments, he remained silent. It wasn’t that he didn’t know, it was more like he didn’t know how to tell her. “My parents had a place on the outskirts of Star City.”
“Ollie, it’s more like an estate.” A firm slap landed on her ass and she grinned.
“Don’t be a smart ass. So fine it is large, and very out dated. But it had always been my intention to go back there, I just couldn’t figure living in it by myself and honestly I don’t think I wanted to live in it for the longest time.”
Chloe pushed herself up and scooted up his body, looking down into his face. “Ollie, we can live where ever you want. And if you want to go home, that’s perfectly fine with me.”
He swallowed roughly at the thought of going home, with Chloe. “It’s really big, it’s huge. You’re going to hate stairs.”
Chloe grinned down at him and pressed a kiss to his lips. “More places for us to hide all of our stuff in dear.”
He smirked at her words, but had no doubt in his mind that would be the first thing she would do. “You sure?”
The playful grin slowly slid away and she smiled softly. “Ollie, we can live anywhere you like. If that’s where you want to be then I do to. Just don’t complain when you start getting the electronics bill.”
“Most woman with to much room would fill it up with clothes and shoes, but you, I have to worry about computer equipment.” Of course Chloe only smiled proudly.
“Isn’t that why you love me?”
He smiled softly, because it was one of the reasons he loved her. Oliver couldn’t have seen himself loving just a random woman. Chloe knew him, she understood him. She was always challenging him to be better and when he wasn’t it, was okay, she never looked down on him. Bringing a hand up, he cradled her cheek gently, staring into her green eyes as he spoke. “Only one of many reasons.”