"That reminds me." she said, and nodded towards Ollie to indicate the beer in hand. "You’ve got to try a real drink sometime. I might something that could put me on my ass. I may or may not have a running bet about how straight you can shoot when you’re wasted.”
"You know, we tried that before but the last time I did, we somehow ended up with Hal Jordan running around the Watchtower wearing nothing but a tall boy and running face first into Diana’s chest. She…wasn’t amused. At least not until she found out he was drunk and then she joked about him not being able to hold his alcohol." Pretty damned amusing actually.
"Right. Talents." The guy was staring so hard she could probably claw him twice before he took his eyes off of her. That was good to know if it ever came to a fair fight.
"Them? That whole thing about them waking up and catching you up to no good was just a ruse. They’ll be out for hours." She then shrugged her shoulders before running one hand up through her hair. "But, sure, let’s get the hell out of here."
"Well it doesn’t hurt to be cautious considering the conversation at hand does it? Especially in the off chance that someone realizes that these two are out and come looking." For one of the good guys, Ollie was almost infamously real paranoid when it came to law enforcement and other government types. This was nothing new.
"Yeah you’re good to go ahead and lead the way and I can follow." For some reason she seemed more trustworthy and that’s without him thinking with his dick. She’d at least pick a more discreet place.
my fave type of pants :DDD
Karen hated spending the night after hours at Starr Ware. However since she was the only one in the building, she decided to turn off the security cameras in her office and start up her personal computer. She relaxed back in her comfy chair and started to scroll through a few of the more interesting sites on her favorites.
You’d think that Ollie would be doing a better job of staying discreet as he made his way towards Karen’s office, even if he was only in civilian garb for the time being. Someone sees Oliver Queen anywhere in the Starrware building and people talk right? “She probably forgot.” he muttered to himself as he leaned against the entrance to her office, knocking gently on the door.
Raven took advantage of the stopped car to free his cock from it’s confines, licking her lips as her eyes flickered up to him. “Still gonna make me earn it?” she asked teasingly, though at this point, she would have done it had he given his name at the start. “Not that I’m complaining…” Without waiting for his response she leaned down, flicking her tongue across the tip of his cock, thin fingers wrapped around the base, holding his fly down.
If Ollie didn’t know what she was getting at before hand, which was a longshot in of itself, he damn sure knew what he was going to be on the receiving end of now. He groaned slightly when he felt her tongue against the tip of his cock, looking forward to see the light had changed. He continued on the drive but it was considerably slower. One because he wanted to be careful and two, because he was sure she was going to be taking her time with this one.
"I’ll take that as a yes," she whispered before closing her lips around the head of his cock completely. Her tongue swirled around the tip, dipping into the slit as she began to stroke lightly.
"So should I make a stop or something so you do can perform better?” Ollie asked Raven, exhaling when he felt her plump lips wrapping around his cock, the stroking following not long afterward. It might not be the first time he got a blowjob while driving, and it wouldn’t likely be the last, and as such he could keep driving but hey it never hurt to ask right?
//Alright the break’s mostly because my hands hurt a little after typing a lot over the past couple of hours. I’ll pick up again soon and if not before I go to bed then eventually. I know who I owe, etc..