“I.. can go home?” He asked, sitting up slightly to look at her better. “How?”
“Of course you can,” her words are sweet, so is her smile, though her intention wasn’t, “You’re ready, Thomas. You’re going home.”

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“I.. can go home?” He asked, sitting up slightly to look at her better. “How?”
“Of course you can,” her words are sweet, so is her smile, though her intention wasn’t, “You’re ready, Thomas. You’re going home.”
SENTENCE STARTERS. Flirty/Suggestive/NSFW Edition.
Feel free to add your own.
“Wow, you’re hot.”
“Oh, don’t mind me. Just enjoying the view.”
“You know, those/that (list body part) of yours are/is pretty distracting.”
“Hot damn.”
“So, you come here often?”
“Well, well. My night just got better.”
“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”
“You have got a great ass.”
“Hey, I’m open minded.”
“You enjoying the view over there?”
“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”
“Don’t be bashful. You know you want to.”
“You can have me any way you’d like, baby.”
“You wanna move this conversation someplace more private?”
“I’m off in a few minutes, you know.”
“It’s been a long day. Why don’t we help each other unwind?”
“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”
“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”
“I wanna see you get naked.”
“You’re getting me all worked up.”
“What do we have here?”
“I see someone’s happy to see me.”
“Play your cards right, and I just might have to put you on speed dial.”
“You like that, don’t you?”
“How do you want me?”
“I’m sure we can put those lips to better use.”
“God, you’re perfect.”
“I really like a man who’s good with his hands.”
“You. Me. Sex. Now.”
“I’d be more than happy to show you a good time, if you’re looking for one.”
“I saw that. You just checked me out.”
“You look real good in that suit/dress/skirt/outfit.”
“You wanna help me out of this ___?” (Insert article clothing here.)
“Can I keep you?”
“You’re such a tease.”
“Oh my, looks like I/you dropped something.”
“I love it when you talk dirty.”
“I can’t stop thinking about your hands on me.”
“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”
“I really want to take you home and get you out of all those clothes.”
“It’s like you want to ruin men/women for me.”
Breathing in slightly as he stirred, Tommys eyes opened and he looked up at her with a frown. “What….?”
“That’s what you want right? To come home? To your friends...” she said in soft tone, like she wasn’t trying to use him to destroy Oliver Queen.
OPEN
Tommy was led beside his bed on the cold floor with only a thin blanket over him.
Isabel looked at the man, “Get your things. We’re taking you back home to Starling City, Thomas.”
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“I can’t help you if you can’t tell me that one simple truth,” Olivia said firmly, “You want your problem handled? Then do not lie to me. We agree that if I take this case that you will be 100% straight with me, and then I go and find out that you’ve been lying from a blog?! You need to choose what do you want!”
open - katherine
“What the fuck are you doing there?” She shouted a little, “You know what? I don’t want to know,” she held her hand up in surrender gesture before she heard another sound, “Oh my god! Seriously, what in actual fuck are you doing in there?!” she yelled again.
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Honestly, I seriously don’t know where to start with this. Been dying to play these girls and yet now I don’t know how... Hmm..
Where’s Slade?
Rooftop Ballet || Isabel & Wolf
"Just wouldn’t want you catching a cold," he whispered as she pushed him back, willingly stepping back with each step she took. His arms were still wrapped around her waist so that when he was leaning back against the wall, he had her pushed up and leaning against his chest. "After all, it’s getting colder and colder out here."
It wasn't like Isabel to flirt with stranger on top of her office building, it wasn't like Isabel to even insinuate to have anything with a man she didn't know much about, but then again she had been pretty lonely since Slade was no where to be found and Oliver was too busy with his blonde secretary. No one would know if it was just one time. She smirked to him, her hands snaking back over his shoulder, resting on the crooks of his neck, hooking at the back of his neck before she leaned her face close to him, "Maybe we can warm each other up?" she suggested as her lips were dangerously close to his own.
Rooftop Ballet || Isabel & Wolf
"Lucky, huh?" He whispered; nothing more than a whisper was needed between them as they were pressed up against one another, his hands still on her waist and, with his head bowed down a bit, they were just about face to face as well. "How lucky am I exactly?” With that, a sudden gust of wind passed over the top of the building, and he held her close to make sure that she didn’t get chilled. ”Got somewhere else we could continue this?”
Isabel didn't move a budge as she kept herself pressed against the firmness of his body and her head tilted up just a little so their faces were just inches apart, so close she could felt his warm breathing against her flushed cheeks after all the dancing. "Hmm, wouldn't you like to know how lucky you are..." she smirked before she felt his arms securely held her close, almost shielding her from the wind, "What?" she pushed him back onto the wall, next to the door leading to the stair downstairs, "Afraid of a little height?" she raised her eyebrow challenging him.
+starlingcitysrobinhood
"Well, well... And what do I owe the pleasure to have you looking for me, Oliver?"
+arrowheadsandsecrets
Oliver laughed slightly, pleased with Isabel’s reaction to him pulling her in the opposite direction. “Asking out for lunch?” he echoed and then crossed his arms over his chest, pretending to think while letting out an audible “hmmm.” He looked over at her and raised one eyebrow, a slight grin on his face.
"I dunno, do you think that’s what I’m doing?”
Isabel raised her eyebrow at Oliver's teasing expression, "Oh... Am I mistaken?" she asked, arms crossing as well though her lips tugged into a tiny half smile, "Because I'm very sure there's some asking from your part to go on a lunch together, I don't know if that isn't called asking for lunch," she teased him back. Two can play this game of course.
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As she yelled for him to catch her hips, he did just that, lifting her up easily and bringing her over his head as he spun in place in order to dispel her momentum. Slowly, he let her down after a moment, keeping her pressed up against him. ”I don’t know, it’s possible that I could have seen you there,” he said once she was back on her own feet, his arms still wrapped around her waist, pressing her up to him. ”I go to the gym often, and at a hall, you’d be on display for all to see…”
Isabel kept her eyes fixed on his as he lowered her down slowly, very slowly she could felt her front side pressing against his firm chest as his hands still securely gripping her waist. She could move away, pull back and walked away, but she didn't, she stayed pressed against him as another chuckle escaped her lips before she shook her head, "I don't dance in front of people, not anymore," she smiled, "I guess this makes you a very lucky person..." she said almost in whisper, letting every words graze his skin and her hands slipping down from his shoulders to his arm, a smirk still planted on her face.