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Plot 80: Strictly Business

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Muse A is a wealthy CEO who runs their own fortune 500 company in a bustling city. Muse A is in their 30s-40s and has been married to their college sweetheart for 12 years, though the passion between them has long since fizzled out. Muse B is a 20-something, fresh out of college, possessing a business degree and needing to get their foot in the door of the business world. Muse B is lucky enough to be hired by Muse A’s firm and becomes Muse A’s personal assistant/secretary. Muse A and Muse B exchange pleasantries from day to day, but don’t socialize much beyond the details of their business together. One evening, Muse B gets a call from Muse A asking a favor. Muse A must go to a charity gala and their spouse is not able to attend; they want Muse B to attend the event with them. Muse B is flattered and agrees to go for the sake of not letting their boss down. 

Muse A sends a private car for Muse B along with an expensive outfit for them to wear. When Muse B arrives at the gala, they are blown away by the elegant venue. Champagne is flowing freely and Muse A looks attractive as ever in formal wear. Throughout the evening, Muse A reveals a playful, charming side to Muse B that they don’t get to see in the office. Muse A is flirtatious even, lightly touching the small of Muse B’s back, sliding their arm around Muse B’s shoulder, complimenting Muse B in front of business associates. Muse B knows that they shouldn’t read to heavily into Muse A’s flirtation, because Muse A is married and they work together, but it’s difficult not to get swept up.

When the gala is over, Muse A insists that they retire to the hotel room they’ve reserved upstairs until they’ve sobered up some. Muse B agrees to stay and the pair takes the elevator up to a penthouse suite, the likes of which Muse B has only seen on luxury blogs and in travel magazines. Fueled by a mutual attraction and champagne, Muse A makes a bold move on Muse B, crossing professional and marital lines. Muse B feels guilty the next morning, knowing that Muse A is married, but the attraction between boss and employee can no longer be ignored. Over the course of the following weeks, Muse A and Muse B embark on a secret affair; sharing intimate moments between business meetings,  going away on overnight  “business trips” together, indulging in private shopping sprees with Muse B’s platinum card.  

Optional: When Muse C (Muse A’s spouse)  finds questionable charges on Muse A’s credit card statement/gets a call from the credit card company about suspicious activity, they become concerned that their spouse is cheating.  Muse C confronts Muse A, who denies an affair, but it doesn’t take long for Muse C to fixate on Muse B as the source of their spouse’s deception.  

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“You do, do you?” He nearly purred the words as he grabbed her and pulled her in close. Their bodies fit perfectly together. “We are. And I love you...so very much.” He comments, kissing her back as passionately as he could.

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Laurel had been Mrs Queen for three years now. She crept up behind him and hugged his chest. “Babe, I have a surprise!” She held up a pregnancy test.

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“A surprise!? What’s that!?” He beamed at her, turning to face her and the test she had up there at eye level. “Yeah!? Took you long enough, my wife!” He teased her.

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(◡‿◡✿) Slow sensual deep meaningful kisses with lots of PDA.

(◡‿◡✿) Lustful hands sliding down bodies with little tiny gasps of pleasure 

(◡‿◡✿) Tugging on their hair gently only to move the kisses to their neck 

(◡‿◡✿) Jawline kisses slowly moving back to their lips

(◕‿◕✿) Muffled kissing while getting the shit fucked out of them

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At the Beginning with You: Oliver & Thea

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There was a lot that Oliver didn’t know but some of that would change quickly now that he was back. He’d never lied to Thea before and she had never lied or kept things from him; obviously that would have to change now. At least it would for him; he did things now. He was responsible for things that she had no part even knowing about now. He was someone that had no business holding anything even remotely as good as her, as pure as her…

“Are you f-…” He caught himself before he dropped the f-bomb right there in front of their mother. Favorite child or not, Oliver would still be scolded for language in front of his baby sister. “Are you kidding!? Of course I’m sure!” He gave her his thousand watt winning smile and then abruptly turned it on their mother and step-father. “I’d like some time alone with Thee. We have so much to catch up on and…I hope you guys can understand. We can always talk later.”

Walter Steele, their step-father, was always the kinder soul to their mother’s cold-hearted faux love. He actually cared about the children that weren’t his blood. “Of course, Oliver. You’re time with Thea is most important. You two were always close. Let’s leave them to it, Moira… Please, darling?” He held his arm out to prompt them away.

Oliver turned back to the Queen of his heart. Always. “Do I even still have a bedroom? At the risk of sounding entitled all over again…” He smirks. “Come on, Thee! We got a lot to talk about.”

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Flashpoint

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He was certainly, definitely, in some form of shock. Laurel had died in the street, an arrow through her critical organ through center mass. He’d seen it happen. He’d watched her die and had been present for her final moments. There was so much he wished he’d said…

“I go out often enough, in case you’ve…forgotten. I see a lot at night, when the city sleeps and the monsters make the rounds.”

Her questions and her incessant chatter nearly made him forget that she was standing her before him and she shouldn’t have been. His ocean blue eyes wandered the room until he saw the gift she mentioned. Did he want to open it? Sure, and he would…but not yet. Dinah Laurel Lance was standing there in his home and she was alive. She was alive! He watched her kick her heels off in a corner of the room and throw her leather jacket down on one of the chairs in the living space. “Sushi and ice cream and a gift…wow, you don’t mess around Lala.” He hadn’t called her that in a long time but it figured that if it was her, she would know the nickname. It was easy to see where he’d gotten it. Laurel and Lance both began with ‘L’ and ‘A.’

“Laurel… You really don’t remember anything?”

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At the Beginning with You: Oliver & Thea

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Oliver drew her scent deep into his nose and closed his eyes. Holding her was the closest to heaven he’d ever come. Her slighter delicate body against his larger harder and…scarred one, actually felt good. He finally felt at peace. It was the first time he’d felt that, anything resembling that, in a long time…

He was glad for his mother’s distance in proximity to them when she swore. Her voice was low for him, like she was only talking to him, so only he could hear. “Time is fickle bitch, huh!? Since when is my Thee swearing? Does that come with growing up? Hmm…?” He smiles at her, genuinely. He’s happier to see her and be home than to simply have come home. “I grew up, too; you’re right. More than you even realize baby sister…”

Moira cleared her throat and presented the both of them with one of her large fake beaming smiles before pretending to be as motherly as she could pretend to manage. “Thea, you should really let Oliver rest. He’s been through so much and he doesn’t need…”

“Mom.” Oliver’s voice was firm without yelling. “Really, it’s fine.” He comments, still holding onto Thea with one arm, palm out on his free arm to ward off their mother’s overzealousness. “There’s nothing about my baby sister that could make things worse. Only better… But hey, why don’t you show me to my room, Thee? I’m sure we can catch up there, same as down here.”

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The blond was trying to wrap his mind around all of this. He supposed if there was such a thing as meta-humans and aliens that the stuff of nightmares really wasn’t that far of a stretch, but… Really? She was serious. She was practically begging him to believe so that he would see, he would know. “And what, exactly, am I going to see if I go with you…?” He stays stoically silent for a moment. “I don’t like these kind of surprises.”

“If I tried to explain it to you, you wouldn’t believe me – that much is obvious.” Not that Cara could blame him. She wouldn’t have believed in the supernatural world herself had she not been dragged into it kicking and screaming. “…Look, you don’t have to come with me. You can make the choice to be content with what you know. But then you have to let me leave; people will die if you don’t.”

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“You know...” He began gruffly, voice modulator making his voice deeper than it really was. He hadn’t turned it off yet. “I’m full of surprises too. I’ve seen some pretty extraordinary things doing what I do in the night. The shadows can hide a lot of things...” He steps closer to her and nods once, curtly. “I’ll come with you, but... Try me.”

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She stood there, looking at everyone and than stepped away, shaking her head. She didn’t recall dying, she didn’t recall anything she’s been told. Laurel wasn’t sure what happened, the last few months were just gone.  

Moving she sat down at the table, she wanted to see her dad, but he was in rehab. She wanted to see her sister, but Sara was saving the world through time. Laurel just felt lost for the moment. 

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Oliver watches her without a word for a long time. He’s almost afraid to touch her because of how much he’s screwed up over the years. He’s ruined almost everything he ever touched. He’s poisoned everything good and pure in his life. Laurel was the one thing he’d only every wanted to cherish and he’s ripped that apart too…

All he wants is to touch her, to comfort her. He finally decides, laying a gentle hand over her forearm, his warmth seeping into her there. “You know…you’re not alone. You’ve never been alone…”

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His touch doesn’t make her flinch or pull away, instead she looked up at him, hearing his words, knowing he meant what he said. She moved her slender hand to touch his, finger tips grazed over his knuckles. 

“I know,” she breathed out, “I know I’ve always had you looking out for me.” It was true, even before she knew he was the man in the hood, he had always looked out for her. “I just wished we had more answers.” 

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When her hand came back into contact with his he looked up at her like she’d shocked him. The touch was tender and unlike so many others he’d experienced since they had been apart. He expected, in fact, to never feel that tender side to her ever again. He resigned to himself that he’d hurt her beyond measure...

“Laurel...I hurt you. I screwed up so much for so long. I never apologized to you and really meant it. I can’t take anything back that I did to you...” He blinked a couple times and cast his eyes down. “I try my hardest now because...back then, that boy never had your back. But this man...he wants to. He’ll protect you with his life; I swear I will.”

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Oliver sat at her side, arms bound behind him to the metal chair. The binds were convoluted and complex. There was no way out that didn't involve breaking all the bones in their hands... “Why didn’t you run? You could have gotten away.” He finally said to her.

She sat silently tell he spoke to her, “I’m wondering that myself,” she told him, but she put up one hell of a fight, moist blood was on her lips from where she was hit. “I guess i figured we could handle them” 

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He gave a rye smirk at that. “You don’t know why. Well, I suppose if there was going to be irony in this that would be the most appropriate part…” Oliver looked to her and his eyes fell on her bloodied lips. “I’m sorry we couldn’t. I’m sorry you’re hurt. I’m just sorry…”

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“That’s a lot of apologizes,” Laurel commented dryly as she looked away from his eyes. Than she snapped her head to look at him, “Don’t telll me you are giving up.”  She shifted as much as she could in the chair, “we can get out of this.”

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He scoffed a laugh, embarrassed that he apologized that much and she made such a note of it. “Yeah...well, I have a lot to apologize for; don’t you think?” Oliver paused for a moment, trying to work his hands free from his bonds. These guys knew about zip ties. Damn! It was going to be twice as hard now to get free. He might have to actually break his hand... “I’m not really giving up. I’m just...reassessing.”

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At the Beginning with You: Oliver & Thea

Thea was nervous, but she shouldn’t be. This was what she wished for on every birthday, prayed for every night, and daydreamed about like once a day. She should be over the moon about it and she was, mostly. Worries lingered though. She’d not slept all night as the what-ifs ate her brain. They still pestered her as their mother left to retrieve Oliver from the hospital so she didn’t start a fight when she wasn’t allowed to go with.

Now though, Thea could hear the voices drafting up from the first floor as she rounded the staircase banister. Lead-lined dread weighed heavy in a stomach and, in the few seconds it took her eyes to register her big brother’s face, she felt like all of the oxygen had left the mansion.

There was no stopping her as she ran down that staircase, “I knew it. I knew you were alive.” She wrapped her arms around her neck and hugged him tight. She buried her smile into his shoulder, “I missed you so much.”

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Oliver was filled with much trepidation at officially coming home. Sure, he’d been back in town for a little while now – not to mention that one time he’d been back and no one had even known it – but he hadn’t been home yet…

The ride in the black town car back to Queen Manor should have been a relaxing experience considering he was out of that hospital, but… All he could see was his sister, his mother, his step father that he’d been told he had. And yes, he’d seen his mother but he hadn’t really spoken to her. He hadn’t spoken to anyone of anything of any importance since before he left on that boat and got lost for five years… His hands shook as he sat in the back of the car as it pulled in the long drive to the Manor. He pressed his palms flat to his thighs and knees to stabilize them. It did, thankfully, and it stopped all the shaking. Oliver took confidence from that and chanced a smile at his mother across from him.

Five minutes later the car was stopped and the door to the back opened for him. He entered and expected things to be different…but nothing was different except the flowers on the hall table that regularly changed to begin with. “Is Thea?”

“She’s upstairs sleeping, Oliver. Please don’t wake her. She’s been tied up in knots all week waiting to see you again. Her school has been suffering for years now. Nothing we do has been able to help. It’s terribly embarrassing…”

Moira Queen speaking that way about her youngest was sadly normal. Oliver smiled ruefully to himself as the mother paid more attention to what came out of her mouth than the discomfort on her son’s face. He hated the fact that he’d left his baby sister alone in this… But just like that, Thea proved everyone wrong by appearing at the top of the stairs abruptly. He smiled wide as he looked up to her. She was so much more beautiful than anything he’d imagined. “Thee…” He whispered. “Oof!” He barked on his exhale as her perfectly toned body collided with his hard frame. “Oh, Thee…I missed you too, so much. You grew up without me, huh? What’s that about?” He teased softly.

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I know my sister like I know my own mind. You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind. I love my sister more than anything in this life. I will choose her happiness over mine every time. 

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