Day 1- Temperature Play: Toy Otto x Fem!reader
Day 2- Voyeurism: Lou Chan x Male!reader
Day 3- Public Sex: Barry Allen X Fem!reader
Day 4- Sensory Deprivation: Negan x Fem!reader
Day 5- Bondage: Derek Morgan x Fem!reader
Day 6- Anonymous Sex: Jamie Hunter x Fem!reader
Day 7- Bruising/Biting: John Murphy!Vampire AU x Fem!reader
Day 8- Flogging: Oliver Queen x Fem!reader
Day 9- Food Play: Fred and George Weasley x Fem!reader
Day 10- Overstimulation: Sub!Ambrose Spellman x Dom!Fem!reader
Day 11- Knife Play: F.P. Jones x Fem!reader
Day 12- Breath Play: Savitar x Fem!reader
Day 13- Role Play: Callie Adams-Foster x Male!reader
Day 14- Gangbang: Draco Malfoy x Blaise Zabini x Theodore Nott x Fem!reader
Day 15-Teasing: Althea Szewczyk-Przygocki x Fem!reader
Day 16- Cock Worshiping: Daryl Dixon x Fem!reader
Day 17- Squirting: Bellamy Blake x Fem!reader
Day 18- Foot Fetish: Archie Andrews x Fem!reader
Day 19- Fisting: Caliban x Fem!reader
Day 20- Cunnilingus: Brandon Foster x Fem!reader
Day 21- Shower Sex: Spencer Reid x Fem!reader
Day 22- Thigh Riding: Tommy Merlyn x Fem!reader
Day 23- Breeding: Malachai x Fem!reader
Day 24- Somnophilia: Roy Harper x Fem!reader
Day 25- Pussy Slapping: Leonard Snart x Fem!Allen!reader
Day 26- Pegging: Jesus Adams-Foster x Fem!reader
Day 27- Angry Sex: Rosita Espinosa x Male!reader
Day 28- Phone Sex: Luke Alvez x Fem!reader
Day 29- Uniforms: Octavia Blake x Male!reader
Day 30- Sex Pollen: Harvey Kinkle x Fem!reader
Day 31- Cock Warming: Severus Snape x Fem!reader
Summary: Oliver overhears you having some “fun” time and decides to join.
Warnings: Smut-ish
Parings: Oliver Queen x Reader
Fandom: DC
Word Count: 695
Square Filled: Free Space
Requested:
@slytherinlyn13 Can you do an Oliver queen smut? Can you also surprise me with what it’s about?
Anon: hi! can you do an oliver queen smut where the reader is shy and likes oliver but never said anything and same goes for oliver. one day he catches the reader touching herself and moaning his name and is completely turned on and asks her what she’s thinking about and he does it to her and at the end they get together? and if you could include her riding his face that be awesome. if you write this thank you!
AN1: Written for my bingo card @anyfandomgoesbingo
AN2: So I decided to combine the two requests above cause I couldn’t really come up with anything for either, hope that’s okay! Also I didn’t really go into the smut like usual
“Oliver?”
Oliver was standing in my doorway, his chest heaving. Slightly gasping, I tightened my grip on the sheet I had pulled over me as I sat up, watching Oliver.
“Oliver?”
Oliver shook his head, stalking towards me. I made a face as he knelt at the foot of the bed, crawling towards me.
“Ollie?”
He stopped above me, his pupils dilated as they flickered across my face. He surged forward, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine, causing me to softly moan as I fell back against my pillow, Oliver following me down. I opened my eyes when he leaned up, my chest heaving as I slightly whimpered.
“Oliver?”
“How long?”
I made a face, tilting my head to the side.
“What?”
He huffed, running his finger along my collar bone, running this thumb along my jaw.
“How long have you thought about me?”
He grabbed the sheet I had a death grip on, pulling it from me and kicking it to the side. I arched up into him as he ran his hand along my side, running along my stomach before he cupped my breast, gently massaging them.
“Of me kissing every inch of your body, pulling those sweet little sounds from your lips, pleasuring you in ways only I can.”
I moaned as he cupped my core, sliding a finger between my lips. He leaned down, pressing kisses down my neck.
“How long?”
“I uh, just-”
He sucked a hickey onto my sweet spot, causing me to moan as he slid a finger into me. He leaned up, hovering over me as he started to move his finger, looking down at me.
“How long?”
I grabbed his wrist, my other hand running up his chest, moaning as he inserted another finger, moving faster.
“How long YN?”
“Oliver please!”
He slightly shook his head, clicking his teeth.
“That’s not what I asked sweetheart.”
“Since we met! God are you happy now?”
Oliver grinned, pulling his fingers from me, placing his hands on my waist, flipping us so I was on top.
“More than.”
He ran his hands along the top of my thighs, causing me to roll my hips.
“You know what’d make me even happier?”
I gasped as he thrust up into me, causing me to stagger.
“What?”
He tightened his grips on my hips, stopping me from moving.
“Ride my face.”
I looked down at him, slightly shaking my head.
“Ollie, I don’t-”
He shook his head, pulling me forward.
“Uh huh. I promise to make it worth your while.”
I huffed, biting my bottom lip, slightly nodding.
“Okay.”
Oliver grinned, helping me so I was hovering over him. I looked down at him, sighing.
“Oliver I’m not-”
My eyes widened, gasping as Oliver pulled me down, pressing a kiss to my clit.
Gasping, I fell onto the bed beside Oliver, looking up when Oliver leaned up, his head on his arm as he looked down at me, grinning.
“How was that? Better than what you imagined?”
I huffed a laugh, nodding.
“I don’t think I can walk.”
He grinned, leaning down and pressing a quick kiss to my lips.
“Good, then I did my job.”
I laughed, shaking my head as I leaned up, throwing my leg over his, rolling us so I was hovering over him, again, running my fingers through his hair as I kissed him, his hands running along the tops of my thighs and sides. I leaned up, grinning down at him.
“Now that, was a kiss.”
He laughed, shaking his head.
“Wanna go again?”
I laughed, slightly shaking my head as I laid down, placing my head on my arm as I looked up at Oliver, drawing mindless patterns on his chest as he ran his hand up and down my back.
“Dude, you wore me out. We’ve got all the time in the world to do this again, and again.”
“Really?”
I nodded, laying my head in the crook of my arm.
“Well, I mean, yeah.”
Oliver smiled, leaning down and pressing a kiss to my temple before he grabbed the covers, pulling them over us.
“Good. Cause I’m never letting you go.”
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Oliver and Tommy have always had an odd friendship. It was mostly because Tommy idolized Oliver. He would do anything Oliver said, plus more. He goes with him everywhere, dresses the way he does, and even spikes his hair the way Oliver does. Nearly every night the two of them go out and party, but earlier today Oliver got in a fight with his girlfriend.
“Hey dude you ready yet?” Tommy shouts before walking into Oliver’s bedroom to see Oliver sitting on his bed watching a baseball game. “Dude you’re not even dressed.”
“First, I am dressed.” He points to the expensive suit. “Second, I don’t wanna go out.”
“What? Why?”
“Felicity and I are fighting, which means no sex tonight. Which means I don’t want to see people partying and about to have sex if I can’t.”
“Well… that actually makes sense.” Tommy jumps onto the bed after closing and locking Oliver’s door. “How about I help you with that?”
“How could you help me?”
Tommy then puts his hand directly on Oliver’s crotch. Oliver jumps off the bed.
“What the fuck dude? Your gay?”
“No…. well…partly…I guess I like girls….and then I like you.”
“What the fuck!”
“It’s okay. We don’t have to tell anyone. You don’t even have to do anything gay. I’ll be the girl in this scenario.”
“Really? You would do that for me?”
“Of course. Whenever you want me to.”
Oliver then unbuttons his pants and flings them off his body. Tommy quickly gets off the bed and begins undressing. Once Oliver is done he jumps on his bed, his penis hardening and sticking up in the air. Once Tommy is done he grabs a condom from his wallet and opens it up. Tommy gets on the bed. Oliver’s penis starts to soften as Tommy touches it, sliding the condom on. Tommy then grabs Oliver’s penis, squeezing it before beginning to move it up and down. Oliver’s penis begins to harden quite quickly.
“Are you ready?” Tommy asks as he sits up on top of Oliver’s penis.
Oliver just nods as Tommy slides Oliver’s penis up his butt slowly.
“Doesn’t that hurt?” Oliver asks.
“No, I’ve been practicing for this day for years.”
That would normally weird Oliver out, but the sensation his penis is going through distracted him. Tommy grabs the railing on top of the bed and begins moving up and down, letting gravity push him down each time. Within a minute Tommy is sweating bullets. Sweat begins dripping off Tommy and onto Oliver, who doesn’t seem to notice. The entire time Oliver stares at Tommy’s face and hair, imagining Tommy was himself and how amazing it would be if he could have sex with himself. Without realizing it, Oliver grabs Tommy’s waist, helping him move faster.
Tommy let’s go of the poles ten minutes in and leans on Oliver. He runs a hand through his hair before grabbing hold of Oliver’s abs and going faster than before. Tommy can barely breathe but he knows he can’t stop now.
“Fuck, it’s coming,” Oliver says as his hands slide up onto Tommy’s body and grips him tightly. “It’s here!” Oliver almost shouts as he begins to cum.
Tommy begins slowing down, but Oliver keeps Tommy moving with sheer strength. Oliver keeps Tommy moving until he is completely done. Tommy sits with Oliver’s penis in him for minutes before moving off, Oliver not seeming to care. They both lay on the bed, breathing heavily.
“Thanks bud,” Oliver says before turning the TV back on to the game.
A Rock & A Hard Place // Ray x Oliver x Reader (Pt 1)
A/N: ahhh! Part one of three(?) is here! Fair warning there’s no real smutty smut to this part, I just really had too much story to fit in this plot and felt it needed broken up in bits and given backstory. The wonderful and ever thirsty @defyinggrxvity gave inspiration for this with her Headcannon request for rivaling sugar daddies, so thank her for this lil mini series! Part two is partially written already and should be finished by tomorrow (but don’t hold me to it, my mom brain can only do so much lol) ENOUGH RAMBLING OMG enjoy!! 💕💕
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It all started with a bouquet of flowers. So simple, such a small gesture from Ray in attempt to make your day brighter. The only con to this was that the same moment the flowers arrived so did Oliver, with your classic and favorite iced coffee in his hand. The sandy blonde made his way to your desk just as you slipped open the envelope attached to the stems. Over your shoulder he eyed the handwritten note with a scowl.
You look beautiful today. I don’t even have to see you to know that, but I’ll see you tonight. -RP
Placing the flowers gently on your desk you turned to Oliver and graced him with a warm smile. “Thank you, I need this today.” He handed you the drink and you immediately took a large sip before setting it down. His eyes darted to the flowers every few seconds, and he tapped his foot impatiently. Silently lifting the cup and taking another sip of the drink he’d given you, your eyes fell with a twinge of guilt. As if on cue, Oliver stepped forward to lean against your desk beside you. “Come have dinner with me tonight.” The tone of his voice was smoother now, and he slipped his hand around your lower back to place a kiss on your forehead. “Please?” With raised brows he searched your eyes for an answer before you spoke.
Ray flashed in the back of your mind, but Oliver’s strong hand on your back felt so warm and inviting and somehow convincing that you couldn’t resist. “I— Uh, yeah, sure..” That weight in your stomach grew as the guilt settled in. However Oliver didn’t let it live long, capturing your lips in a short but breathtaking kiss. His hand cupped your cheek and he took a deep breath in as he kissed you, as if to breathe you in and steal the air from your lungs. When he pulled away your eyes stayed closed for a moment and you simply licked your lips to linger in the feeling a second more.
The chuckle that left him snapped you back to the real world, and a cocky grin met you when you opened your eyes. “I’ll pick you up at 5?” He punctuated the rhetorical question with another quick peck before sliding his arm out from behind you. You simply nodded as he backed away, flashing that ever charming grin at you before turning fully. You felt your cheeks radiate pink before settling into your desk. Looking down you stared at the bouquet before you. You could tell Ray had hand picked what to put in, each being a different color of your favorite flowers. Before you let the guilt consume you, you pulled your phone out, texting Ray a cancellation as nicely and vaguely as you could.
Sent: The flowers are absolutely lovely, you’re the sweetest. Thank you. Could we reschedule though? Something came up.. I’m sorry.
Within minutes he’d responded, cordially accepting the apology.
Ray: Don’t apologize I’m just so glad you like the flowers. :) They are your favorites, right? tulips and dahlias? And of course, don’t worry about it. Any night. I’m always free if it’s for you. ;)
You smiled fondly at the screen before turning to finally get to work.
The day ticked by relentlessly slowly, finally releasing you from the clutches of the cubicle as you clocked out. Pulling into your apartment complex you hastily made your way to your door, mentally planning what to wear this evening. Little did you know it wouldn’t be an issue. Turning the key to the lock you noticed it already open, and for a split second your heart sunk thinking you’d left it unlocked in the morning in a rush to get to work. Once you stepped in however you realized it hadn’t been you. Sprawled across your apartment were what had to be thousands of rose petals, in all shades of reds and pinks. You stood in your door way absolutely stunned trying to wrap your mind around what you were seeing. From your right you hear a small cough, a clearing of the throat from your kitchen. Slowly you peek around the corner and gasp softly.
Before you stands Oliver, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit and tie, a garment bag slung over his shoulder. You’re speechless, so he takes the opportunity to speak. “First, welcome home.” He makes his way over to you and kisses your cheek gently. Without pulling away he lowers his voice as he speaks close to your ear. “Secondly, get naked.” Your heart skips a beat at his words and you feel a chill run up your spine. Oliver laughs softly before stepping back, holding the mysterious bag out to you. “And get changed into this. We’ve got to be there by 6.” Feeling the blood rush back to your brain you tilted your head as you took the rather heavy garment bag from his hands. “Where is there exactly?” You step forward further to lean into him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips before he responds. “You’ll know when we get there.” He states while placing his hand on your back to usher you towards your bedroom to get dressed. “Now get naked.” He teases again, knowing he’s riling you up.
Stepping into your room you hang the bag on the back of your door, carefully pulling the zipper down. Your eyes widen at the sight of a beautiful red sequin dress, exactly your size, and practically made for your body. It was almost like a fairytale moment. However, until you couldn’t get the zipper up completely and had to ask for help. You cracked your door open and Oliver hopped up from the edge of the couch to finally set his sights on you. Instantly his eyes glazed over and he ran his tongue along his bottom lip as he took in every inch of you before meeting your eyes finally. “Care to help me?” You asked as you turned to show him the half-zipped back. A small noise between a groan and a whine left him and you giggled softly. “And zip it up, mister Queen.” Half turned you playfully glared at him and he shook his head as his hands briefly found your bare back.
Bringing himself close to you he planted a gentle kiss to your neck. “No promises..” he murmured against your skin as he played with the zipper, trailing it up and down teasingly before pulling it to the top. You huffed out a sigh. “As much as I’d love to,” you paused to turn around and place your hands on the collar of his suit jacket. “According to your time table, we’re about to be late.” Oliver sighed wistfully, taking a step back with your hands in his. “Just.. do a little spin for me..” His voice was raspy and lowered, and his eyes stayed locked on your body as you did as you were told. He hummed his appreciation for your figure before pulling you into his arms. His lips met yours almost instantly and you let out a sigh at how good he was, at all of this. Once he pulled away he took your hand to lead you down to the chauffeured SUV waiting for you outside.
The entire drive he kept his hand on your thigh, the slit of the dress just high enough for his hand to fit perfectly, almost like he’d measured it himself - he had. “Any hints about this dinner?” You asked after a few miles, and Oliver smiled with a pinch of mischief hiding in there somewhere. “It might be a bit more than just dinner..” He chuckled when your brows raised at the response, clearly not what you were expecting it to be. Before you had the opportunity to respond the car driver opened the partition to speak to Oliver. “Mr. Queen, we’re arriving to the gala now.” His words rang through your ears and you eyed Oliver with your mouth open. “Oliver Jonas Queen, you did not—“ you were interrupted by his lips quickly as his fingers laced with yours. “Aren’t you glad I brought you a dress?” He spoke against your lips, kissing you again once as the car pulled to a stop. Outside was a grand building, carpeted stairs and cameras catching your view. “Oliver I’m not.. I’ve never-“ Interrupted again by him opening the car door, he hopped out before helping you, walking past the paparazzi in a hustle before ascending the stairs and entering the gala.
The ballroom was packed full of people; government officials and diplomats, company CEOs and stock holders. The highest of high from the surrounding Tri-State area. If didn’t know better you’d think you were in a Bond movie. Oliver flaunted you around to a few tables full of people he had to chat up before finding yourselves a table of your own. A waiter brought around flutes of white wine and you accepted with a smile. “I’m more of a rosé girl..” you teased at Oliver, who to your disappointment was far from smiling. Seconds later a familiar voice sounded just behind you and you understood why. “I thought I remembered correctly, so I brought over this.” Turning, Ray stood maybe a foot away with a glass of pink wine just for you. He beamed his bright smile down at you as you glanced between the two men, Oliver’s hands tightly folded in front of him and his lips in an equally tight line. “Th-Thank you, thats..” you cleared your throat taking the drink that now matched your face hesitantly, gauging the way Oliver reacted to it. Ray only grinned wider, never once letting his eyes wander to Oliver.
Taking a rather large sip you looked back to your date of the night. “Uhm, Oliver I don’t know if you’ve met—“ He stuck his hand out in front of him, lips still tight together before he spoke. “Ray, right? Ray Plumber?” With a huffed laugh in response, Ray clapped his hand rather firmly to Oliver’s, before wincing at how strong the other man’s grip was. “Palmer, actually.” For a moment the two men just eyed each other. Before things got too heated you placed hands on both of their arms, forcing as sweet of a smile as you could. “As nice as this is, we should get back to the party..” Gesturing to Oliver to release his gaze he looked down at you and smiled brightly, letting his arm leave Ray’s grip and snake tightly around your waist, making sure to let his hand fall a bit too low on your hip to the side of you facing Ray. The raven haired male nodded and gave a half-assed wave to Oliver, eyes falling back to you. “Be sure to call me later, so we can set up that rain check.” He winked at you before turning and walking off, without acknowledging Oliver any further.
Looking to Oliver you caught him glaring daggers at Ray. You placed a gentle hand on his chest to acquire his attention. When he looked at you, your expression was already accusing. “You knew he’d be here didn’t you?” The question was left unanswered as Oliver dragged you out of the building. “Oliver—“ He stopped you on the top of the outdoor stairs, the paparazzi immediately zoning in on the two of you when they saw Oliver. With his lips beginning to curl into a smirk he grabbed you and kissed you, passionately and lustfully. The cameras snapped wildly around you, and seconds later you pulled back and ran for the car. Oliver was close behind after warding off the relentless photographers. Once in the car you slid far from him, arms crossed so your body language spoke for you. Oliver broke the silence by turning to you with a heavy sigh. “I’m sorry.” He started, and your eyes moved to him but you didn’t turn. “Did I know he’d be there? No.” You turned now, only to give him a look of disapproval. He sighed again, this time in defeat. “Okay, okay, yes.. I had a small suspicion he’d attend.”
You rolled your eyes and turned away from him again, but he placed a hand on your shoulder and regained your attention. “I just wanted to show you off.” Reluctantly your expression softened. Something about the way he looked at you had a way of doing that. Lips still pursed, you narrowed your eyes at him again. “You can do that without making me look like a tramp.” He noticed the hint of hurt behind your eyes and looked directly into them when he spoke up. “You, are far from a tramp.” Bringing one of your hands to his lips he kissed your knuckles gently. “Clearly you’re the lady, and I’m the tramp. And an idiot.” Slowly his lips tilted into a smile and you couldn’t resist the matching one that graced your lips. “You’re so lucky you’re a hot idiot.” You said as you squished his face in your hand, bringing him close to leave a soft kiss to his lips. A couple more kisses and miles later the SUV lulled to a stop outside your building.
Oliver happily walked you up to your door, but you stopped him with a hand to his chest when he tried to follow you in. He pouted slightly, trying to convince you by snaking his arms around your waist, but you resisted shaking your head. “No no no, nuh-uh, you don’t get to be rewarded for the stunt you pulled tonight.” By the time the last words left your lips his were ghosting them. He whined, capturing your lips in a slow kiss. His tongue curled around yours, and for a split second you’d forgotten he was in trouble. Reluctantly you broke away, pushing a few inches back from him with a pointed but playful look. “Goodnight, Oliver.” You smiled softly up at him and he sighed in defeat, nodding as he placed a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Sweet dreams, my lady.” His grin melted your heart like butter. You watched as his broad shoulders entered the elevator and waved to him as the doors closed.
Miraculously you managed to wake up in time for work the next morning. Brushing your teeth you heard your phone buzzing in your bedroom before it clattered to the floor. Rinsing your mouth out before checking it, your heart swelled seeing four missed calls from Ray. Dialing his number he immediately picked up. “Aha! There you are. You’re still home right?” A small laugh left your lips at his forwardness. “Good morning to you too. Yes, but I’m about to leave for work.” You could hear the smile in his tone. “Well lucky for you, you have a ride today. Come on down.” Before you could respond he hung up, leaving you filled to the brim with curiosity. Finishing up your makeup you hurried out the door, mind racing with what he could’ve meant. The moment you stepped outside your mouth gaped open. A few feet away at the curb stood Ray, hands in his shorts pockets leaning against a ridiculously shiny and expensive looking sports car. “I figured bring the cheap one.” He shrugged, the smile on his face forcing a giggle from your lips as you walked to him. The tall brunette slipped an arm around your shoulders, the other hand tilting your chin so he could easily place a gentle and sweet kiss to your lips. The lingering feeling had the butterflies in your stomach fluttering wildly. Once he’d pulled back you took a deep breath before opening your eyes, his cologne filled your senses and intoxicated you, or that might’ve just been the look he gave.
“Hop in, gorgeous.” Ray lowered his hand to your back and clicked a button on his key fob, letting the suicide doors of the vehicle float up effortlessly. He watched your expression as your brows lifted, and he chuckled a bit. “It doesn’t bite I promise.” He prompted as he helped you get settled into your seat. He climbed into the driver’s side and let the doors close on either sides of you. The interior of the car was immaculate. Black leather seating with red stitching, shiny black detailing across the dash. You’d never even touched anything this nice let alone rode in one. Ray caught your gaze and smiled fondly at you, before putting his eyes back on the road. He started the car with a roar of the engine, the sound sending a bit of a rush of adrenaline through you. Pulling onto the road the male sped off, but in the opposite direction of your offices. Throwing a look in his direction he spoke before you even asked any questions. “So, I may or may not have pulled a few strings..” he glanced at you with a playful smile tugging his lips. “And.. we’ll just say, you’re out sick today. Nasty head cold.” After he spoke he winked at you, the same way he’d done at the gala the night before that made your stomach do flips. “Ray Palmer I never pegged you as the kid that skips.” You arched a brow at him and he beamed. “You aren’t skipping.. you’ve got a doctors note.” Punctuating the last sentence with his foot pressing on the gas the engine roared again, shooting the two of you down the road and out of Star City.
Around you the industrial landscape slowly turned to trees and forrest, the road winding and curving and the air around you crisper the further Ray drove. Once away from the city he rolled the windows down a bit letting the wind rustle your hair. You giggled, looking towards him skeptically. “So, where are you kidnapping me to today?” The question made the man laugh, motioning with a head nod to the view in front of you. “I was thinking somewhere out there.” You turned, seeing the gorgeous lakefront come into your view. Ray grinned fondly at the way your eyes lit up and rounded a few more curves in the road before pulling off at a nearby pier. “I had a feeling you wouldn’t have packed swimming gear.” Pausing he reached to the small backseat and pulled out an incredibly small white bag. “So I took the liberty of picking out a suit for you. Don’t worry I got your sizes.” He beamed proudly handing it over to you. Peeking inside you saw a royal blue bikini, the top and bottoms both being held together by ties on the sides. “Do you like it? I know you love blue..” His words came out soft and you noticed a bit of a blush on his cheeks and you returned his smile quickly. “I love it, thank you Ray.” Closing the gap between you, you pecked a kiss to his lips, but he held you there for a moment longer. His warm hand cupped your face and neck as he took in every second of the kiss that he could.
Ray audibly groaned pulling away, his hand still resting in the crook of your neck. “C’mon, you can change inside.” The twinkle behind his eyes shot through you and almost made you miss his words. The doors to the car floated open and you stepped out, eyeing him questioningly. “Inside?” With a bit a head tilt you repeated him. Simply taking your hand he lead you down the shore of the lake to end of the dock. Coming into view was a crisp white houseboat, a man with a captain’s hat standing waiting near where the vessel was tied off. Ray glanced to you with a side smile. “Inside.” He points, causing you to laugh softly and his smile to spread fully across his face at the sound. Leading you to the boat, you give a courteous wave to the captain and Ray claps a hand to his shoulder with a nod. He brings you down to the bedroom below the main deck, hand motioning for you to change in the bathroom. “I’ll be out here.” He smiles and takes a seat on the edge of the mattress, bouncing a bit as you close the door behind you.
Thankfully this you can get on yourself, the stretchy fabric forming to your hips nicely and the top accentuating your chest. You were almost positive that’s why he’d picked it; the color was just a bonus. Stepping back to the room Ray brought his eyes to you and huffed out a sigh as he trailed his gaze around your body. “Wow.. you look better than I expected. And lemme tell you I expected you to look absolutely stunning like always, so this is just..” he stood and lightly placed his hands on your exposed waist. “Wow.” He repeated, this time much softer and while leaning down to follow it with a kiss. Pulling you to him, your skin felt hot against the fabric of his shirt. It was so easy for you to melt into his arms, the way he cradled you made you feel like the most delicate of flowers. Inching up on your tiptoes you nuzzled closer still, deepening the kiss with the added closeness. Ray hummed happily against your lips and fully wrapped his arms behind you. While his tongue played tag with yours his hand dipped to give your ass a small squeeze, causing you to squeal and abruptly break the kiss, Ray’s eyebrows shooting up but a silly and wide smile on his face. “I couldn’t help myself, I’m sorry..” he leaned back down to peck your lips before squeezing again. “But not for that one.”
Delivering the last line he grabbed your hand and you followed him back up to the main deck, to see that in the time you’d been below the captain had released the boat from it’s tether and was gearing up the engine to start taking it out on the lake. Ray brought you to the edge of the deck, leaning over to stare into the water beside you. “You ever jet ski?” He blurted as his eyes found their way back to your smiling face. Shaking your head you eyed him carefully. “No, but something tells me you’re gonna change that.” The words brought a playful smile to the man’s face and he shrugged. “If we get around to it, maybe.” His look softened and he turned fully to you now, leaning on his elbow against the rail. “Right now I kinda just wanna look at you.” He grinned, eyes darting back to your body and the bikini he’d chosen. “Knew that’d be a great choice..” he mumbled, and you wondered if it was mostly to himself, but that made it all the more adorable. A small huff of a laugh left you and you ran a hand through your hair, bringing his warm eyes back to meet yours again.
Seconds passed as he simply stared down at you. There was a glint to his eyes that you couldn’t quite place, but it made your stomach flip with anticipation as to his next move. Suddenly he took your hand and nodded the direction he pulled you, without a word. Hurriedly he brought you to the hill of the ship, the deck lowering to a seating area, which included a slide to the left of the vessel. Ray glanced at it, the look in his eye finally finding its source. You giggled again, tugging at his shirt. “If you wanna get me on that slide, I gotta see some more skin.” You teased, but were fully serious despite your wink. Ray grinned, immediately opting to pull the blue button up over his head rather than take the time to undo them all. He flexed a bit, waggling his eyebrows at you. “Better?” Your eyes roamed his upper body, the chiseled muscles stirring your thoughts to a less than innocent place. Nodding you stepped forward to place a hand in his chest, tilting your head up at him and batting your lashes sweetly. “Much, much better.” As you spoke you trailed your hand over the defined muscles of his torso, finally leaning in to place a gentle but tantalizing kiss to his jawline. An audible and deep sigh escaped his lips and you felt your lips curl at the edges.
One major thing that separated both the men in your life were their demeanors. Oliver had always been so powerful over you, in ways you didn’t even understand but had come to know were absolutely earth shattering. As for Ray, he was so easily had it was like a game to you how flustered and riled up you could get him before he finally breaks and gives in to the urges he has for you. And when he finally did, god did he know what he was doing. This exactly was your problem; two amazing men, but for such different reasons and such different effects on your heart and your senses. It was impossible to have just one.
prompt : “90, 94, and 100 smut with dom!Oliver queen x sub!reader please /90 - “Get on your knees. Now.” 94 - “You’re so sexy when you’re all hot and bothered.” 100 - “You’re so beautiful all spread out like this, just for me.”
A/N : just a drabble
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Oliver was beyond mad when he saw you leaned over, shirt falling slightly in the front and exposing just a little bit of your breasts, ass out on display. Now, you hadn’t planned on making Oliver mad but, since he’s been so busy with being mayor he hasn’t had time to... please you.
The vigilante walked over to you and the man who you were now persuading into buying you a drink or two. His hands lifted your bent over back, stopping right where it curved into your ass. “Honey, I think we better get going, we have a lot of work to do at the office.” He said, starring down the man in front of you two. He didn’t let you say anything before the two of you hopped into his car and sped down the streets of Star City in order to get to his office.
As soon as you two had arrived he shoved you into the room, locking the door behind him. “Did you think it would be funny to tease me like that? Tease that man in the bar?” You shook your head, core aching. “Get on your knees. Now.” You obeyed, quickly falling to your knees. Your eyes watched as Oliver quickly freed himself from his slacks and boxers underneath. His hands palmed at his tough erection as he slowly walked over to you, making your mouth water. “You’re gonna let master use you tonight, since you don’t know how to behave yourself in public.” With his words being spoken you let your mouth fall open and relax as the man above you shoved his cock into your mouth. You held back from gagging as he thrusted in and out of your wet mouth, only focused on making your boyfriend happy.
After using your mouth for his own pleasure for a few minutes, Oliver pulled his cock fro your mouth and his let his cum squirt all over your face, smirking as you licked some of it off your lips.
“Get up, lay on the desk.” He ordered. You did as told, stripping in the process and leaving yourself in your lacy panties and bra. You were soaking wet through your panties, which Oliver could obviously see. He walked in front of your laid out body, hands reaching out and stroking you through your panties. “You’re so beautiful all spread out like this, just for me.” He said in a low tone. “Mine, and only mine.” You nodded furiously and watched as Oliver took his time in removing your bra and panties, before swiping his fingers through your wet folds.
“Oli... please.” You begged, moving around a little.
Oliver looked at you, raising an eyebrow. “What did you just call me?”
You gulped. “Master..” You began, “please do something. Anything, please I want your touch.” You pleaded. Oliver chuckled.
“You’re so sexy when you’re all hot and bothered.” He said. Oliver had the rest of the night planned out, and by the end of you were going to regret teasing him.
“Roy after her!” Oliver shouted over the comms into Roy’s ear and his eyes immediately shot around to find his ‘favourite girl’ who was running away.
He jumped over a railing and into the alleyway Misfit (your codename) was running to, he had his bow out but as soon as he turned the corner, he was hit with a pole, he landed on the floor, on his back, with a pounding in his head. Letting out a groan of pain as Felicity continuously asked if he was alright.
He looked up to see Misfit leant against a metal pole, smiling above him.
“Awe sorry pretty boy, didn’t mean to ruin the merchandise.”
Roy growled and instantly got up, he used his acrobatic skills to knock at her feet and she dropped down, onto her back as well, causing her to let out a similar groan like Roy, who install climbed on top of her and pinned her down. He looked into her masked covered eyes and sighed.
“Why do you keep doing this?”
“Hey, it’s fun, and no one is getting hurt.” She smiled but then froze when she heard running.
“Arsenal!” Oliver called out to Roy who got distracted, allowing Misfit to reverse the hold and for her to be on top.
She leaned down and whispered into Roy’s ear, “you’ll know where to find me.” Then kissed him sweetly, just in time for Oliver to see her on top of Roy.
She pulled away and got a smoke bomb out of her belt, she got up quickly before shocked Oliver could say anything and blew a kiss to the boy on the floor.
“Bye lover boy.” And with the drop of her bomb she was gone.
/
A moan fell from Y/N’s mouth as Roy slammed her up against the wall; they were in an abandoned warehouse (among many is Starling City), one which was empty, yet frequently had been used by by the two. They shared passionate kisses as Y/N’s legs were wrapped around Roy’s waist, with his hands planted on her ass as they shared their moment.
Soon Roy’s pants were pushed down and Y/N’s panties were pushed to the side. Roy bit his lip as he heard Y/N gasping in her ear, as he entered her causing a hunger to grow for her, wanting to hear more of her moans and whimper, not just gasps of pleasure.
He thrusted himself harder into her and their sounds of intimacy erupted in the warehouse. Y/N’s nails dragged themselves down Roy’s back and he fucked her against the wall but then Roy began to fell Y/N slipping from him hold as he pound into her, and looked around to see a desk. He held her tightly before pushing off the wall making Y/N gasp in surprise instead of pleasure, but soon her back was against the desk and she began to moan Roy’s name again.
Y/N’s head was thrown back against the desk as she felt her orgasm grow, causing her walls to tighten around Roy’s cock, and for Roy to let out a loud groan. And as they had done this several times he knew exactly what that meant. He leaned down and kiss her deeply.
“Are you close baby girl?” He questioned but only get whimpers in response. “Answer me.” He growled into her ear before biting her earlobe gently.
“Yes. Yes daddy I’m close.”
“Good, you’re going to cum for me alright?”
She quickly nodded in response and her eyes shut in ecstasy as she screamed out about her approaching climax. Roy began to thrust faster and harder to meet to orgasm.
Soon the building was quiet and the only thing that could be heard was the pair’s heavy breathing. Their sweaty bodies were still attached so Roy could feel Y/N’s body gently shaking from her climax, causing Roy to chuckle and kiss her softly.
“You’re going to have to tell who you are eventually you know?”
She smiled and ran her fingers through his messy, sweaty hair, “I guess you’ll just have to wait until then.”
/
“Uh guys I had sex with her alter ego like five times...”
A silence fell over the room and everyone turned to shame their head at Roy.
“What she’s hot?” He admitted putting his hands up in defence and glanced at Y/N.
She smirked at him and walked over to her, tracing a finger over his jaw line before strutting out. Roy smiled and groaned in sexual frustration watching as she left, wanting to follow her so desperately but was afraid of looking desperate in front of the guys so unwillingly stayed.
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1. “That’s starting to get annoying”
2. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”
3. “You can’t just sit there all day.”
4. “I’m too sober for this.”
5. “I’m not drunk enough for this conversation.”
6. “I’m not here to make friends.”
7. “I need a place to stay.”
8. “Well, that’s tragic.”
9. “You’re seriously like a man-child.”
10. “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”
11. “The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids.”
12. “Dear Diary, …”
13. “She’s hiding behind the sofa.”
14. “I lost our baby.”
15. “They’re so cute when they’re asleep.”
16. “I’d kill for a coffee…literally.”
17. “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”
18. “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion.”
19. “What’s the matter, sweetie?”
20. “You’re Satan.”
21. “I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t just give me wet-willies.”
22. “I’m bulletproof…but please, don’t shoot me.”
23. “Did you just hiss at me?”
24. “Do you really need all that candy?”
25. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re having vodka.”
26. “I swear, I’m not crazy!!!”
27. “The diamond in your engagement ring is fake.”
28. “No regrets.”
29. “How drunk was I?” “Wasted.”
30. “How is my wife more badass than me?”
31. “Be you. No one else can.”
32. “I haven’t slept in ages.”
33. “I locked the keys in the car.”
34. “Are you sure that’s the decision you want to make?”
35. “You work for me. You are my slave.”
36. “Take your medicine.”
37. “They’re monsters.”
38. “Welcome to fatherhood.”
39. “Why can’t you appreciate my sense of humour?”
40. “It’s your turn to make dinner.”
41. “The kids, they ambushed me.”
42. “Sorry isn’t going to help when I kick your ass!”
43. “Stop being so cute.”
44. “I feel like I can’t breathe.”
45. “You need to see a doctor.”
46. “The store ran out of Easter eggs.”
47. “It was a joke, baby. I swear.”
48. “Dogs don’t wear clothes!”
49. “I didn’t think you could get any less romantic…”
50. “Well, that killed the mood. Have fun with your hand.”
51. “Safety first. What are you? FIVE?”
52. “This is girl talk, so leave.”
53. “Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?”
54. “There’s a herd of them!”
55. “Do you think I’m scared of a woman?”
56. “They’re not your kids, back the f*ck off.”
57. “You’re a nerd.”
58. “Just drive!”
59. “I’m late.”
60. “Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!”
61. “You smell like a wet dog.”
62. “I could punch you right now.”
63. “Are you going to talk to me?”
64. “Welcome back. Now fucking help me.”
65. “If you can’t sleep… y'know we could have sex?”
66. “Flea markets don’t carry fleas, you know?”
67. “Here, take my blanket.”
68. “I don’t want you to stop.”
69. “How could I ever forget about you?”
70. “You’re bleeding all over my carpet.”
71. “Run for it!”
72. “We need to talk.”
73. “Not everyone is out to get you. Stop thinking that. It’s annoying.”
74. “I want a pet.”
75. “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”
76. “I’m not wearing a dress.”
77. “I’m not wearing a tie.”
78. “Quit beating me up!”
79. “Please put your penis away.”
80. “It’s an English thing.”
81. “Don’t argue. Just do it.”
82. “I hope I’m never stuck with you on a deserted island.”
83. “Does he know about the baby?”
84. “Hold still.”
85. “I just ironed these pants!”
86. “Enough with the sass!”
87. “Show me what’s behind your back.”
89. “I’m not going to be sympathetic until you go to a doctor.”
90. “Fine, don’t say anything and make me worry.”
91. “Don’t growl at me!”
92. “Stay awake.”
93. “STOP INTERRUPTING ME!”
94. “You’re not interested, are you?”
95. “I’m not buying Ikea furniture again.”
96. “Tell me you need me.”
97. “Oh, honey, I’d never be jealous of you.”
98. “I’m telling you. I’m haunted.”
99. “For the love of God, put some pants on.”
100. “I had a bad dream again.”
101. “Have I mentioned, I fucking hate Halloween.”
102. “It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”
103. “You’re not going to starve yourself on Thanksgiving.”
104. “Hey! Put the claws away!”
105. “How could you forget your son’s birthday?”
106. “You can only suffer through my whining for so long until you get up and make me a sandwich.“
107. “For the love of god, put that away!”
108. “Use your imagination.”
109. “I don’t care how old you are, I will put your ass on time out if you don’t stop that shit.”
110. “He started it, so I was gonna finish it.”
