February 24, 2011

Randome Conversations (1/6)

Banner By: Franica

Conversation One
‘Random Conversations are Cute’

Oliver walked through the Talon apartment hands in his pockets as he waited for Chloe to finish up getting ready in the bathroom. He smiled as he glanced at the photos around the living room before walking past the kitchen and bathroom into the bedroom.

He glanced at the bed and grinned thinking about the last time they’d been in it. This whole just having fun thing had been going on for a little over two months now and Oliver was fast falling for the petite blonde in the other room.

He heard Chloe call out to him saying she’d be ready in a minute. He let out a small content sigh and started to move out of the room when he caught site of something sticking out of the closet in the corner. Oliver paused, tilted his head to the side and then squinted.

His curiosity got the better of him and he walked forward and pulled the door open. His eyes widened at what dropped out of the closet and onto the floor by his feet. He bent down and lifted the long stick-like device, with a small bit of leather on the end.

Holy shit his…friend? Benefitting partner? Girlfriend? He shook his head. It didn’t matter what he labeled her either way she still had a whip…Oliver stood there, staring at the black leather in his hands and he couldn’t help the images that filled his head. Chloe bent over the couch as he slapped the thick cord against her ass.

Chloe bent over his desk, the table…the railing on his balcony. He swore as he felt his pants tighten. This was not good. He and Chloe were supposed to be grabbing take-out and a movie, not making with the sex. At least not until later.

Chloe’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts startling him as she leaned against the doorframe of the bedroom and spoke. “Hey there you are Romeo…what are you doing in here?” Oliver turned quickly the end of the whip slapping into the wall and falling out of his hands.

She arched an eyebrow in his direction before glancing at the floor where the prop he’d been holding seconds before had fallen. He gave her a sheepish smile. “I was curious…and wow…you didn’t tell me you had a kinky side Professor…waiting for a specific time to unveil that little factoid cause I’m free now if you want.”

Amusement danced across Chloe’s face at his insinuation and she decided playing with Oliver might be a little fun since he was always messing with her. She pushed away from the door frame slowly, a mischievous smirk settling on her features.

Oliver watched her move towards him as she ran a tongue over her bottom lip and danced her fingers up his chest, voice soft and silky as she spoke. “What if I said that’s exactly what I was waiting for…what would you do?”

His eyes darkened slightly as he slid an arm around her waist and pulled her body against his, voice husky. “I’d say by the looks of it you’ve got a whole closet full of fun things…maybe you and I should try them out.” Chloe could feel the slight bulge in his pants pressing against her and she swallowed hard.

She sucked in a deep breath and pressed a hand against his chest when he tried to leaned down and capture her lips. He frowned slightly and she bit her lip to keep from laughing, but her body had other ideas. Oliver was confused. He felt her body shake before laughter bubbled from her throat. “What’s so funny?”

“I’m sorry…it’s just…” she motioned to the whip on the floor, “it’s not mine…” Oliver rolled his eyes. “Chloe it’s not a big deal…I don’t care if you have sexy inner dominatrix fantasies…” He gave her a thoughtful look. “Actually with the way you boss us all around…it all kinda makes sense now…”

His voice trailed off and she slapped his arm lightly as he grinned. He wrapped his arms around her again. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of…it’s actually kinda hot….” Before he could go on Chloe slapped a hand over his mouth and pointed to the whip.

“It’s not mine…its Lois’s.” Oliver paused and when Chloe removed her hand from over his lips he gave her a horrified look. “Oh my god…are you telling me I was snooping in Lois’s closet of treasures?” Chloe chuckled as she bent down, lifted the whip from the floor, and moved towards the closet putting it away.

“You sure did.” He winced as she shut the door. He rubbed the back of his neck and gave her a questioning look. “Do I want to know why Lois has a whip?” Chloe grinned and took his hand pulling him towards the bed and pushing him down until he was sitting on the edge.

She shrugged. “It was part of some outfit she used to get a story, who knows with her.” He mumbled a sorry and she tilted her head to the side caressing his cheek and making him look at her when she spoke. “It’s fine…you just gotta learn to read the context clues…you know if you’re going to be spending more time here.”

He pulled her onto his lap until she was straddling it and arched an eyebrow. “Context clues?” Chloe nodded as she ran a hand over his back. “Yeah, like…” she glanced around the room and caught sight of one of Lois’s bra’s thrown haphazardly over the chair in the corner. She let out a small ‘aha’ and pointed.

Oliver turned in the direction she was motioning to as she spoke. “Whose bra is that on the chair?” He studied the material, his attention drawn to the cup size. He grinned and turned back to Chloe. “Lois’s.” Chloe smiled at the proud look on his face and nodded.

“Yup…but that was easy…how about the handcuffs on the dresser…” Oliver’s eyes traveled to the long dresser and Chloe could almost see his brain processing what he saw. “Those are yours.” She raised an eyebrow at him, but her lip twitched.

“And what makes you say that Mr. Queen?” He motioned in front of him as he spoke. “I’m sure you both have them…but those are yours because if you look close enough there’s a coffee stain on the side.” Chloe’s eyes widened as she glanced over her shoulder.

“No there’s not!” He chuckled tapping her ass lightly so she’d get up. She did and he moved over to the dresser with her lifting them up. “There most definitely is…look.” Her eyes widened when she saw the small stain. “Huh…look at that. I didn’t even know coffee could stain metal.”

She glanced up and his expression was warm as he looked down on her. He put the handcuffs down, cupped her cheek and spoke quietly. “Well, you learn something new every day Sidekick…” She nodded and he closed the distance between them and captured her lips in a soft kiss.

When he pulled back she sighed as he rubbed her lower back gently. She placed a kiss on his jaw before glancing up at him. “Dinner?” He nodded. “I could eat.” She ran her hands down his shirt, her eyes never leaving his as she nibbled on her lower lip. “Order in?”

He grinned as he lifted her off the ground, her legs wrapping around his waist as she laughed lightly while he spoke. “Best idea all night.” He tossed her on the bed, climbing over her body as she attempted to get away from him. But it was no use. He had her pinned beneath him in seconds as he devoured her neck.

She moaned swallowing hard to moisten her lips as she arched her body up against his, her voice a breathy whisper when she spoke. “Maybe Lois wouldn’t mind if we borrowed it…"

Conversation Two


  1. I love how you explained the origin how Oliver came about the context clues rule. Very nicely written and I simply adore how you move the characters forward :D I like!

  2. I loved this! Will there be more? Oliver was so cute using his newly learned context clues :)

  3. Sorry for the late review. I put a mental note on it to review and I just got around to it now. I won't lie I was pretty confused after I read this fic. I was thinking when did we ever talk about this? then I reread your post and then it became very clear that I was brain dead. Love it. Excited to see rest of the series. I feel like you said there was going to be several installments. Well either way I'm always happy to read you stuff (btw sooo happy with in your hands. I'm about to go reread it.)


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